New Tricks s10e01 Episode Script
The Rock Part 1
It's all right, it's OK Doesn't really matter if you're old and grey It's all right, I say, it's OK Listen to what I say It's all right, doing fine Doesn't really matter if the sun don't shine It's all right, I say, it's OK We're getting to the end of the day.
'When you look into the Abyss, the Abyss also looks into you.
' Oh, sadder than sad You're gone and I'm hurtin' so bad Like a clown I pretend to be glad Memory Lane? You old bugger! I haven't seen you for years.
Come to send me on my way, have you? Very nice.
Thank you.
SHRIEKS AND GASPS Brian .
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what the bloody hell do you think you're doing? I'd forgotten how much your knuckles bruise when you hit somebody.
I think it's your brain that's bruised.
Do you know who that was last night? Of course I know.
So you assault the Met's most successful commander in front of his family and 50 of his closest friends? Dead smart(!) The cell was just like this one.
I really thought a few hours in it would shake a story out of him.
What are you talking about? He was a local lad.
Wannabe drug dealer.
Well, more of a gonnabe.
But he knew things.
He had contacts.
It was a good strategy.
Brian, who are you talking about? So Anthony Kaye became my last collar before I retired.
What's this got to do with Embleton? Embleton was one of the three officers on duty when I brought Anthony into the station.
Anthony was drunk so I told Bill and the others to book him in but keep an eye on him.
I was only gone a couple of minutes.
Where? I needed a drink.
Ah, right.
When I got back, Anthony had choked on his own vomit.
They hadn't bothered to check him.
Of course, the paperwork said they'd done everything by the book.
So they covered up their own negligence? Yeah, and drew attention to mine, the fact that I was drunk, that I'd brought the lad in under the influence of God-knows-what.
This why they gave you early retirement? Three sober testimonies against one that could barely stand up.
I'm just disappointed.
Embleton is the only one left from those days.
And if I let him go without doing something, what kind of copper am I? What kind of man? Don't be stupid, Brian! Stupid? Yeah.
That's exactly what I am! He's got the platinum pension, the kids who love him and a reputation that's so shiny you can see your face in it! What have I got? Arthritis, a son who wishes I didn't exist .
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and a name that'll never be clear.
You've got UCOS, you've got Esther and you've got us.
And not one of those things has ever let you down.
Commander Embleton has filed a complaint.
And as you assaulted him at 19.
58, two minutes before his contract with the Met expired And there'll be a disciplinary hearing? You seem remarkably well informed.
Lucky guess.
Yes.
The hearing will be in five days' time.
And will Embleton have to come back? Each of you will need to make a statement before the panel, answer questions and then they'll deliberate.
Brian, you do understand that if they uphold Embleton's side of this, you'll be permanently dismissed from UCOS? Permanently? Until the result of the inquiry, you're suspended.
SHIP HORN Brian takes a swing at Embleton, apparently, right? I mean, you know the size of the man.
Smacks him one.
He goes down like a sack of spuds.
Was Brian drunk? He says not.
Bloody hell! What's that? Mmm.
This is the latest thing in smoking cessation technology.
The electric fag.
Very hi tech.
This pistol was found there on the riverbank yesterday afternoon.
Early ballistics suggest it was used to kill Christian Highsmith on the 6th of August, 1998.
Ten days after he disappeared, Christian's body washed up on the Isle of Dogs.
So he was the heir to a shipping fortune, huh? Yeah, the son of the highly decorated Second World War veteran Sir Charles Highsmith.
Looks like the apple fell far from the tree, eh? Then it rolled down the hill, stopping off at all the bars, brothels and casinos.
Christian was in charge of the family's container fleet, and 11 months before he died, in a funnel on one of their ships, the Gracie Highsmith.
What, they thought he was into smuggling? His sister, Laura Highsmith, denies it, but we'll talk to her.
The new evidence here is the gun, so Gerry, I want you to focus on that.
Where's Brian when you need him? Hold on, look.
It's got a blue and white insignia on the barrel here.
Looks like a flag.
Yes.
The pistol is a Sistema Colt.
Standard issue for the Argentine military during the Falklands War.
You were expecting tears? I was expecting something.
I'm sorry to deprive you of an emotional fireworks display but stoicism runs in the family.
Was your brother like that? No, more's the pity.
We did everything to try and keep him on course.
But it wasn't enough.
Why was he trying to raise half a million pounds before he was murdered? I didn't know the answer then and I still don't.
Street value of that coke must have been at least half a million.
This again? The drugs were seized.
Nobody made any money from them.
Exactly.
If Christian had agreed to smuggle the drugs, he'd be held responsible for their loss, wouldn't he? Your assumptions are arbitrary at best.
Why? Because any opportunist could have put that bag into the ship's funnel without Christian or the crew knowing anything about it.
Sounds like the perfect cover if you get caught.
He wasn't caught.
He was cleared.
There are thousands of ships going in and out of ports every day.
This kind of thing happens all the time.
We are well aware of how hard it is to police international shipping.
Then you'll know that the vast majority of these incidents have nothing whatsoever to do with the ship-owners, won't you? BANGS DOOR Coxy? Coxy? Come on, you old sheep shagger! I know you're in there.
I can smell the leek and potato soup from here.
Oi! That's racist talk, that is.
Behave yourself and open the door.
I haven't seen you since you nicked me for having that hash farm in the old folks' home.
Oh, that's right, yeah.
Down in the laundry room.
Yeah.
Very creative use of space, I thought.
And there was that old guy who thought he was Genghis Kahn.
Chaka Kahn.
That's the one, yeah.
Listen, I need to talk to you, mate.
Won't take you long.
Should I be doing a runner? Don't know.
Should you? Come in, then.
Cheers.
Listen, look at this.
Seen one of those before? I had one fired at me, mate.
Oh, yeah, of course.
You had it rough, too, didn't you? Is that why you always went easy on me? Well, easier.
Don't tell the others, though.
Why's this gun got your goat, then? It was fished out of the Thames a couple of days ago.
We matched it to a murder.
You got any idea how it could have got into circulation? You asking me normally or in italics? Coxy, I'm just asking.
Lot of lads came back with trophies from the Argies.
Ah! So I should be looking for an ex-squaddie? Not necessarily.
Most lads dumped what they'd taken in the Solent before they got home.
Well, the ones I knew.
See this, though? The tallies.
Ah.
The Argies would carve one in for every kill.
So this gun killed three of our boys? You did this deliberately.
"I offered Mr Kaye a cup of water.
He declined.
"Although Mr Kaye was clearly inebriated, there was "no sign that he was in any distress.
" You knew that hitting him would trigger some sort of a disciplinary.
Distress.
Declined.
Distress.
I just don't understand why.
Declined! That's it.
What's "Restricted"? Oh! You'll get yourself into even more trouble taking these copies, won't you? Here we are.
"My colleague, Police Constable William Embleton, later "offered Mr Kaye water but he again declined.
" They all use the word "declined"! Do they all use "it" and "and" and "the" as well? I'm trying to concentrate.
On what? What if there's nothing in there? Do you know what? You sound like Jack.
He told me I was chasing shadows, that's why I never looked in this file.
This is my last chance, Esther.
To do what? To ambush Embleton, tell that panel what really happened to Anthony, maybe force them to reopen the investigation.
And that's why you hit him? To buy yourself more time before he could get away? Brian, why put yourself in this position? So I wouldn't have a choice.
I either prove Bill Embleton was guilty of negligence or my career's over, once and for all.
It's do or die, Esther.
And what if you don't find any proof? If Jack was right? There you go, my lovely.
Cheers.
Hang on a second.
See you next week, yeah? Hiya.
Hi.
Did you mean to pick that up, my love? Actually I thought not.
Really? I can see it in your eyes.
Can you? You see, I wasn't sure It's not clear from the pink sticker, is it, my love? The sticker? The two-for-one offer's on the other line.
I ran out of the green luminous stickers.
Had to use the pink ones on everything.
Oh, I didn't notice.
It's causing bloody chaos.
Here, I'll swap it for you.
No, no.
Don't, please.
It's fine.
Here.
All right.
Thank you.
Don't you want your change? Listen to this.
After the war, the British Army confiscated 11,000 Argie weapons along with eight million rounds of ammo.
And word has it that a lot of our boys took trophies.
So Christian could have been killed by a squaddie? Or a squaddie could have sold the gun to somebody who went on to kill That was 16 years ago.
The gun could have changed hands loads of times since then.
We're still waiting on full ballistics.
Oh, I also had a butcher's at Christian's gambling.
He owed bookies all over town.
Didn't add up to half a million, I suppose? No, nowhere near.
His biggest claim was 50 grand.
And Sir Charles paid that along with all the others.
It's got to be the coke, then.
Christian's into smuggling.
So he can't go and ask his father for the money because of the shame.
We've still got nothing to prove that.
Do you know Do you know what I'm finding really weird? Why does Laura spend all her time down the docks instead of some nice office in the city? She likes to be hands-on.
Unless she's involved in something that needs her to be hands-on.
Yeah, I mean, she'd have dock hands and warehouse men to do all that.
All right, we'll take a closer look at the company.
Have we got manifests from Christian's time there? Nine boxes' worth.
Better get started, then.
What? Isn't this the sort of work that's more suited to someone who doesn't have a social life? Well, this Lego's the last of it, I think.
And we're trying to get rid of boxes! Well, you said you wanted to keep me busy.
Yes.
Clearing out the attic and painting the spare room.
Well, it's good for me, is this.
It's keeping my mind off the otherthing.
Yes, you're right.
It was thoughtful of them to give you something to do.
I, umm I saw that you were looking at Sarah Kaye's website.
Yeah, I was thinking of contacting her.
What? Why? Because no-one ever did.
There's nothing you can say to that woman that's going to make the death of her son any less painful.
Esther, this is the only way my conscience will be clear.
Oh, so it's about you, is it? Not about her? Why have you got this? I'm losing my natural shine.
Oh! Oh, look! Mark made that for me one night, didn't he? He left it on the carpet for you to find.
He was so proud of it.
He wanted to be a policeman like his daddy.
I trod on it.
I was too drunk to put it back together for him.
Yes! LAUGHS GLEEFULLY So how long did it take you to make this? Four hours, 36 minutes.
Now, look.
The funnel isn't deliberately AFC colours.
It's just I ran out of yellow pieces.
Is there a point to this, Brian? Every three weeks, Christian wrote down a string of alphabetical encryptions in his diary.
Encrypting what? Every shipping container .
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has a unique 14-digit code.
He was keeping tabs on particular containers.
All those dates always coincide with the arrival times of the Gracie Highsmith at Tilbury.
The ship with the coke on it? So he was smuggling? Well, after the bust, he started hiding the drugs in the containers on the ship.
It carried 500 containers so customs couldn't possible inspect them all.
So he gave the codes to someone on shore so they'd know which container to go for? Who else can we connect to the ship? Well, there's the shipping agent.
He's the middleman.
He goes between the ship owners like Christian .
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the exporters who need the containers to shift their stuff to the importers.
So our main suspects are a cowboy, a pirate, a spaceman and a fireman.
And one of them must know something.
So so who's the spaceman again? The shipping agent! Gordon Fletcher, Latitude Shipping.
Now COUGHING AND THROAT CLEARING Sir I will just collect the things that I forgot and I'll be on my way.
Right under my nose! Sorry, Sir.
Excuse me.
Sorry.
We've got a second match on the gun.
Before it was used on Christian Highsmith 16 years ago, here, it was used to kill a 12-year-old boy, Danny Bossano, in 1982.
In Gibraltar? Yup.
But it doesn't make sense.
Just one other match? I mean, if a gun's on the streets, you'd expect a lot more than that.
Harry Truman.
I'm sorry? I found his name last night.
He owned one of the London casinos that Christian used to frequent.
Truman and Christian were friends.
Truman's based in Gibraltar.
Well, don't you see? It's another connection.
If it wasn't for me, they'd have nothing.
But Strickland still won't let me help! Well, that's your fault, isn't it? Oh! Maybe you're right.
Maybe I've made a terrible mistake.
Oh! I want you to see somebody.
Who? Somebody you can talk to about Kaye, Embleton, all this.
I don't need any help! You're all over the place.
What's that doing there? Well, it's Mark's stuff from the attic.
Mark's stuff? That's mine, is that! I bet that's been crushed and shaken.
I bet it's damaged.
It's a toy, Brian! It's just a toy! It's a vintage.
It's collectible! You're collectible by men in white bloody coats! Now get some help or I'm going to take that aeroplane, I'm going to smash it into I've told you.
I don't need help.
Well, what do you need to make things right? Tell me.
SIGHS It's just my mind's always on, Esther.
Always churning.
Always going.
I can't shut it up! I have to have a case or it hurts.
It bloody hurts! What happens if they chuck you out in three days' time and there aren't any more cases? Well, I can't do ordinary life.
It's not enough.
Well, I'm sorry that you think our "ordinary life" is so far beneath you.
That's not what I meant, is it? Well, Mr Fletcher? You're right.
Those containers were unloaded here at Tilbury.
What do these numbers mean? They're the gauges.
They tell us that the containers were destined for the backs of large freight lorries.
Were they also designed to fall off the backs of those freight lorries? What was in them? Well, if we take the last one as an example, there were products from 87 different manufacturers destined for several thousand distribution companies.
You'll give me a list? You already have it.
Oh, right.
And all this cargo was legit? Well, all the cargo that I arranged, yes.
Yeah, but could Christian Highsmith have arranged for, say, drugs to go in there without your knowledge? Sorry, you're suggesting that the son of one of this country's most respected and admired businessmen was a drugs trafficker? Yeah.
Well, in theory, yes.
I mean, they were his containers, his ships.
And you're the middleman.
So now you're suggesting that I'm involved? No, no, no, just wondering how Christian could have managed all that on his own? Well, I wouldn't know.
I work out of the office.
I've only met him once, maybe twice.
How often do you meet with Laura Highsmith? Well, her company remains a valued client.
We meet whenever necessary.
How would you define "necessary"? Well, whenever the client requires.
Thanks for your help.
Yeah.
We need to talk.
A list of numbers doesn't prove anything.
Carefully encrypted numbers? For containers on a ship that had already been busted? This is becoming a sustained campaign to tarnish my company's name, isn't it? We're trying to solve your brother's murder.
Does that not matter to you? I loved every impulsive, messy inch of him but he's gone.
My father, too.
This is all I have left of them.
Where was the Gracie Highsmith coming from? It worked the Far East and Spain but we scrapped it in 2005.
It's of no interest.
Everything revolves around that ship.
I'll find you the crew records.
Already got them.
Did it ever go to Gibraltar? Of course it did.
It unloaded there? No, the port's too small.
We use it for bunkering.
Do you? Means refuelling.
The ships stop out in the Med and small barges come out from Gibraltar with the fuel.
From a floating petrol station? You could say that.
The gun that was used to kill your brother was only ever matched to one other crime, the murder of a young boy in Gibraltar.
Did Christian ever go there? Not to my knowledge, no.
OK.
Thanks for your time.
So, what do you reckon? Think you're right but I'm not sure Strickland will go for it.
Listen to this.
"Neanderthal man ended his days out here after "facing social rejection from the early Spanish.
" It's a duty-free paradise, this place, you know.
Cheapest fags in the world, by the way.
Really? Not that you'll be interested in that, Gerry, chewing away with on that robo-stogie of yours.
Hold on.
Bloody hell! "St Michael's Cave is home to a deep, "underground lake which is only open to small, guided groups.
"The spectacular stalagmites "and stalactites can be seen from the side of the lake" Fascinating though these facts are, Gerry, there's only so many of them I can take.
Suffering from fact fatigue? If he doesn't put that book down, he'll be suffering.
Oh, come on, Guv'nor! I mean, when you're on holiday in a new place We're not on holiday! Well, we sort of are, aren't we? We're on an investigation! Hello.
That's me.
Good afternoon, Madam.
Good afternoon.
Let me take this for you.
Thank you.
In you go.
Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
Right.
Whilst we're here, I've got some rules.
No going out, no jollies, nothing untoward because I promised Strickland that you'd behave.
This is going to be a right old laugh, isn't it? We're not here to have a laugh, Gerry.
We're here to work.
Am I going to have a problem with you, Gerry? Because if I am, you can just turn right round and get back on that plane! Do you understand me? With the Dutch, we captured Gibraltar from the Spanish in 1704 and the cheeky sods tried to get it back in 1779 Superintendent Raphael Cruz is going to meet us down here.
Why here? Why not at the station? He's in the middle of something, apparently.
Imagine being a cold case officer here, eh? Be bored out of your mind! Mind your step.
Take him in.
I'll deal with the paperwork later.
Sorry about that.
Just been chasing him up and down the Strait for the last two hours.
La Guardia wanted to shoot him but that's not my style.
Superintendent Cruz? Detective Superintendent Pullman.
A pleasure.
This is Steve McAndrew Nice to meet youand Gerry Standing.
So you're the local cold case officer, eh? Over here, officers must handle a wide portfolio of responsibilities.
In addition to unsolved murders, I'm on boat patrol, financial crimes, crowd control, traffic safety and youth liaison.
But that's usually only on Saturdays.
And are you the Help The Old Ladies Across The Road Officer as well? I was brought up to always help my elders.
Are you able to walk to my offices or would you like me to arrange transportation? Well, how far is it? It's three whole minutes.
I'll manage.
So you spend all your time in that boat, then? Most of our activity is out in the Strait, disrupting traffickers.
The actual crime rate on land is so low that whenever something happens, it causes quite a stir.
So murders are quite rare, then? Every four or five years, maybe.
And we have one of the best detection rates in the world.
Just perfect, isn't he? I'm sure you can understand that, with this new evidence, I'm keen to get my Danny Bossano case solved as soon as possible.
We feel the same way about Christian Highsmith.
There were four cold cases when they gave me this responsibility.
This is the only one I haven't solved.
On June the 30th, 1982, Danny was found dead inside one of the Second World War bunkers.
Top of the Rock.
What was he doing up there? One line of inquiry suggested he was working as a lookout for a gang.
What's the evidence? He had a Clansman radio.
And at this location, you can see right across the Gibraltar Strait on both the Spanish and African sides.
But it's quite inaccessible so drug traffickers running out of Morocco by boat would often use children.
To watch for police boats? Right.
So who killed him? A rival gang? Or someone from his own gang.
Well, we think our victim, Christian Highsmith, was trafficking drugs via a container ship that bunkered here.
Maybe Christian was doing business with the same gang that killed Danny? Well, that would explain why the gun only showed up in two crimes.
It only ever belonged to one gang.
You think a lot faster than you walk.
Can we look at this place? Sure.
It gets a bit windy up there.
So this is where Danny was killed, then? Yes, he was found over there with a bullet in his chest.
MONKEY SCREECHES So these were all military buildings, yeah? Yeah.
They were commissioned after the Second World War.
So there used to be a lot of soldiers here, then? Over 10,000 in 1982.
10,000? And even more after the ships came back from the Falklands War.
And that's how the gun got onto the island in the first place? Yes.
I thought that, too, when I received your report.
You know what, Guv'nor? Maybe a soldier did kill Danny? Obviously, at the time, we didn't have the murder weapon, but now we do, it would be worth going back to the MoD.
Do you have a contact? The Commodore will see you.
I'd like to meet Danny Bossano's father.
Why? What do you think you're going to find? Oh, I'll find something.
Mr Bossano, our colleagues from London have discovered that this gun was also used in a British murder.
a man named Christian Highsmith.
I know the name.
Their ships pass through here all the time.
Do you have any personal dealings with the company? No, no.
I just work in the warehouse.
Thank you for coming today.
Christian Highsmith was using a container ship called the Gracie Highsmith to traffic drugs into the UK.
What's that got to do with my Danny? There was a theory about him.
Theory? Only a theory.
No, no, hang on! Danny was thought to be involved with traffickers, wasn't he? You should leave now.
I'm trying to help, Mr Bossano.
By portraying my dead son as some kind of juvenile criminal? Let's go.
But if what they said about Danny is true It wasn't true! Danny was a good boy! My only boy.
He'd never have been involved in something like that.
Never! What are you doing here? Why are you bothering my father? They're not.
They're going.
You're Danny's sister? Yes.
Younger sister, Natalie.
We don't talk to them.
Vamonos.
Told you I'd find something.
And what is that? Well, don't you think it's interesting that Levy wants to keep his daughter as far away from this as possible? He's a protective father.
Or a secretive one.
Do you have evidence you're not sharing with me? No, of course not.
Then why do you suspect Levy of having some involvement in this? Most child murders involve the parents somewhere along the line.
I think you should keep away from the Danny Bossano case.
Focus on Christian Highsmith.
Are you warning me off? No, but this is a small place and compromise is an essential part of life here.
Really? Well, in my experience, compromise can bring an investigation to a crushing halt.
In mine, it gets far better results.
And please remember, when you leave, I will still be here.
You are warning me off.
No, I'm wondering if you have another lead to pursue for now? Actually, I do.
Passport, please.
Thanks.
There you go.
This is some place.
Wow.
Fantastic.
Thanks very much.
Thank you.
Gentlemen, welcome.
Commander Sinclair.
Steve McAndrew.
Please, feel free to dispense with the formalities.
Call me Adam.
Gerry Standing.
I thought we were going to meet Commodore Jones.
I'm afraid the Commodore's unavailable so I stepped in.
Sizeable shoes to fill but I hope I'll do.
I understand you found a gun.
RG Colt.
Noisy little buggers.
Yeah? This might be a bit of a shot in the dark, if you pardon the pun, but have you got a list of personnel who were here in 1982? You're talking about Gibraltar's military heyday.
There were over 10,000 personnel.
But there must be something written down somewhere.
What are you hoping to find? Trying to work out how the gun got on the Rock in the first place.
We think it was brought back from the Falklands.
One of the soldiers in the ships that came back here.
And it may be involved in later crimes.
And if they did, there might be a chance they know something I'll see what London has to say but I think you're looking for a needle in a haystack.
We've got a nose for needles.
I read that the military use the Rock and the tunnels for training.
Not any longer.
The last time was in But were then any exercises in '82? I'm sure there were.
Before my time, of course.
Any help you can give us on that would be much appreciated.
Like I said, the information might be classified but I'll see what London has to say.
Thank you.
Thanks for your time.
Something the matter? No, just interesting.
Right, thank you.
Thanks a lot.
Do you think he phones London every time he wants a dump? He's just a tad up his arse.
Did you see how he reacted when I mentioned military training? Clocked it.
You can't nick a man for folding his arms.
But what if they were training up there and they accidentally shot Danny? It wouldn't take much to cover it up, would it? Not with 10,000 soldiers out here.
The whole rock must have been like one big base.
It still is, isn't it? We'd better be careful who we talk to about this.
Thank you.
What's up? Nothing.
Hi.
Any messages? I'm sorry, no.
Thanks anyway.
You're very welcome.
Maybe see you later, eh? You're well in there.
Don't know how you do it, lucky little sod.
Sheer animal magnetism.
Who were you expecting a message from anyway? Charley.
Texted her to let her know I was out here.
Thought you'd given her the Spanish archers.
The what? El-bow.
Just worried about her, you know.
Right, bar in ten.
Five.
Steve! Steve! Gerry, what the hell's going on in here? Get someone up here immediately, all right? What's going on? I knew something was going on.
I had this feeling we've been followed ever since we landed.
Who? Obviously the military.
It's a cover-up, isn't it? It's a bit weird.
Your case hasn't been touched.
Marcia.
I need all your CCTV from the last three hours, a full guest list and an office where I can do some interviews, and no-one comes in here from now on.
This is a crime scene.
They're probably far away by now.
Maybe, but I want to know who did this.
Window's open.
That's probably how they got in.
Exactly.
It was the monkey.
Monkey? If you leave the window open, the monkey will eat the biscuits.
Don't believe Ah! Some people would call that lucky.
Gordon Fletcher's here? I saw him on the docks.
He's a shipping agent, you'd expect to see him in a place like this.
The day after I go asking him questions about Christian Highsmith? Let's find out who he's meeting with.
How are we supposed to do that, now that Cruz Control's tied our hands behind our backs? We just tread very carefully.
I don't like Cruz.
He don't like you either.
What did the MoD give you? Captain Sinclair said he's "waiting for London.
" Might be a couple of days.
Red tape or deliberate obstruction? The jury's still having a think about that.
I'll get another round.
No, no.
We've got a lot to do tomorrow.
One more's not going to do any harm.
Gerry, we're not here to drink, we're here to work.
Besides, I promised Strickland.
Remember? Is Mummy asleep? It's far too early to go to bed.
Hold on, hold on.
Are we actually going into one of these pubs? We spending the night window shopping? We're being followed.
What? Don't look around.
Think we'd better split up.
OK, OK.
You go round the block and get ahead of us.
If I end up rugby tackling a monkey I'm going to blame you, OK? I'll see you later then, Gerry.
See you in half an hour.
All right, all right.
No need to ambush me.
What the bloody hell are you doing here? I couldn't let you come without me, could I? How do we explain this one to Sandra? We don't.
So Fletcher's at the Salato Hotel, I'll see what I can shake out of him.
Don't shake too hard.
These are really nice.
Thought I might have a nibble later.
I've got an address for Harry Truman.
He knew Christian Highsmith in '98.
You can come with me.
Smashing, can't wait.
Can't wait to get cracking today, eh? You're very enthusiastic, what's going on? Must be the climate agrees with us.
Must be.
You really are the worst liars, do you know that? I know what this is.
Do you? You went out last night.
Guilty! Got to get up early to put one over on you.
Earlier than you think.
I'm going to have a shower.
About time too, pal! There you go.
Did you get butter? Sandra was at the table.
Toast with bit of tissue on isn't exactly a hearty breakfast, is it? What's this? Sausage.
It's got hair on it.
It's been in my pocket! Steve will be up with your tea in a minute.
Brilliant.
I haven't had a decent brew in three days.
Shouldn't you be in the shower? Before you go mad, I've been investigating.
Investigating what? Truman, I've been following him.
Brian He's up to something.
Brian! You are suspended.
Please, I can help.
I need to help.
He's here now.
Can't he stay for a while? He's got a hearing in two days.
It really comes to something when Steve is the only one I can trust.
Here you are, Brian.
Oops.
Stay where you are.
I want Brian on the next flight out today or I'm going to suspend you, Gerry, and that is a promise.
I'm seeing Truman myself later today.
We'll talk about this properly when you get home.
Did you bring any milk? Impressive set-up you've got here, Mr Truman.
Harry.
Harry.
We broadcast to over 30 territories in multiple languages.
You could say we're the centre of the universe as far as virtual gambling is concerned.
You seem to have virtually everything covered.
Not quite everything.
Offline security is a big issue.
I'm always on the lookout for experts.
This expert's taken.
Pity.
I'm here to investigate Christian.
Word gets around the rock like weather.
Shall we talk in my office? Perfect.
Brian, I'm counting dust particles here.
If you're bored, we can always pop down to the casino.
No! I staked it out yesterday.
That Harry Truman spends a lot of time in there.
Brian, we are not going down to the casino.
Just make your move and get on with it! I'm strategising.
Anyway, my flight's not for another three hours.
There's no rush, is there? I don't think I can take three more hours of this.
The set's reversible.
There's draughts on the other side.
Tell me about your relationship with Christian.
He was a regular in my London casino until he became a friend.
Then I stopped him from coming.
Why? Let me explain something to you.
Your website.
Biggest of its kind in the world.
Every second, thousands of bets placed, millions of pounds won and lost.
All in the blink of an eye.
People believe in chance because it gives them hope.
Hope is a powerful drug.
And now you can buy it online.
You sound like an Evangelist.
I just provide a service.
You pay your 20 quid, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, but you always have hope.
Hope springs eternal.
Is that what you give Christian, hope? People who come into casinos need to see the whites of the dealer's eyes, to feel the adrenaline.
It's an addiction.
Which made you his dealer.
A fellow addict.
That's why I try to keep Christian out of my casinos and why I was only too pleased to bring my business online.
If someone wants to blow their inheritance, shouldn't you be encouraging them? I've never had any qualms about taking money from someone who knows what they are doing.
And Christian didn't? It was like taking toys from a baby, and then a friend, of course.
We think he was smuggling drugs into the UK.
How? Through one of their container ships.
Not wishing to speak ill of the dead, but I'd have thought that kind of logistical operation to be beyond him.
I need to find out if he was in business with someone out here.
You're not suggesting it was me, I hope.
I have to assume everything is possible otherwise I wouldn't be very good at my job.
Is lunch possible? Tomorrow? Excuse me? If your suspicions are correct, who else knows about you? You need a friend, Detective Superintendent.
Sandra.
My second guess.
What was your first? You can't do that! The multiple jump is a well-established move in draughts.
I'm going to have a cigarette.
I'll show you the rules if you like.
Actually, you might not be able to read them.
The booklet's very small.
Mr Fletcher.
Fancy seeing you here.
Mr McAndrew.
You said you were always in the office.
I am, mostly.
That's what it is, you missed out the word, "mostly.
" What is this, a holiday? Client meetings.
Importers.
Any exporters? No, look, can I help you with something? I really am rather pushed.
Just it looks a bit funny.
There I am in your office two days ago asking you questions about Christian Highsmith and what do you know, here we both are.
Cushty, eh? It's a small world.
That a fact? Mr Fletcher, my card.
Perhaps we can catch up later on.
Have a wee chat.
Mr Fletcher.
You haven't asked me what I'm doing out here.
I imagine you're pursuing a lead of some kind.
Vigorously, pal.
Vigorously.
PHONE RINGS Guv'nor.
Hi, Gerry.
How you doing? How's Brian? He's bearing up.
What time's his plane? Soon, soon.
Ready to go, is he? I helped him pack the bags myself.
No, you didn't.
How could you know that? You left your door opened and I'm in your room.
I don't know which bar you sneaked off to but I want Brian on that plane.
Do you understand? Yes, I do understand, guv'nor.
I certainly do.
Are you kidding me? How can you lose a whole suit? It was in here.
You didn't see any How can you lose that? Flush.
Yes! You're on a roll, Dave, I'm impressed.
It's a simple matter of probabilities, really.
There's a man staring at the back of your head.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
He always does that.
He's a bit special, between you and me.
This is my business associate.
This is Vince.
Vince? Yeah, Vince Table.
Vince Table.
Your name's Vince Table? Yeah.
Why don't you join us, Vince? I'm all right, thanks.
James, drinks for everyone.
The hell do you think you're doing here? I'm undercover, they think I'm a businessman.
I'd be surprised if they didn't think you're a waiter.
You know you're the only one in a tux? I suppose I do look a bit formal.
You've got a dry cleaning ticket on your back.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Let's mix things up.
How about a game of five card draw? Perfect.
Five.
Right, I'll make that ten.
Well done, Dave.
He's here now? Listen, you can't keep taking risks like that.
Thanks, Vince.
I'm just trying to impress Truman, gain his trust.
He hasn't got anything to do with any of this.
Come on, mate, I think it's time we went.
Right then.
I'd like to cash in now.
I'll give you what I owe you tomorrow.
Fine.
Fine? Yeah.
How about if I said I won't give you anything at all? Why would you do that? Because I don't think you'd do anything about it.
Let's go.
How can you be so sure? You're not used to winning.
Come on, Dave.
I want my money, I want it now.
That's better, Dave.
Oi! Can't you see when somebody's winding you up? Back home I might be Brian Lane that gets walked all over by bastards, but here Here, you're Dave the waiter.
That's Gordon Fletcher.
I told you.
Didn't I tell you there was something going on here? Hold on, is that them? They're coming, quick! You can tell Mr Truman I won't say anything.
Mr Truman was adamant.
Senior Bassano.
He told me, huh? Bassano? That could be Danny Bassano's father.
Take it.
Come on, take it! Move, move.
Where you going? It's locked.
Bloody hell.
Oh, shit! How's Truman? Well, if he's hiding something then he's got a hell of a poker face.
You've got to learn his tells then.
I'm not sure he has any.
Everybody's got them.
Like the way you started touching your hair when I mentioned his name.
How's Charley? Now there's a tell.
Yeah.
Long distance relationships, what are you going to do? PHONE RINGS Is that Jerry? No, Cruz.
Hello.
That shipping agent you were telling me about, Gordon Fletcher.
What about him? Move.
Still can't get a bleeding signal.
Hang on, I've got a torch on my key ring.
Hold on, I've got one here.
We've no chance.
This thing's made of reinforced steel.
So we're just stuck here then? There'll be somebody around in the morning.
If we make enough noise, they'll hear us.
What are we going to do until then? I've got the travel chess set in my pocket.
BANGING AND CLANKING What was that? Maybe somebody who can help.
Hello! Help! We're stuck in here.
Brian, that doesn't sound like a helping thing to me.
It's stopped.
We're all right.
THEY SCREAM THEY SCREAM
'When you look into the Abyss, the Abyss also looks into you.
' Oh, sadder than sad You're gone and I'm hurtin' so bad Like a clown I pretend to be glad Memory Lane? You old bugger! I haven't seen you for years.
Come to send me on my way, have you? Very nice.
Thank you.
SHRIEKS AND GASPS Brian .
.
what the bloody hell do you think you're doing? I'd forgotten how much your knuckles bruise when you hit somebody.
I think it's your brain that's bruised.
Do you know who that was last night? Of course I know.
So you assault the Met's most successful commander in front of his family and 50 of his closest friends? Dead smart(!) The cell was just like this one.
I really thought a few hours in it would shake a story out of him.
What are you talking about? He was a local lad.
Wannabe drug dealer.
Well, more of a gonnabe.
But he knew things.
He had contacts.
It was a good strategy.
Brian, who are you talking about? So Anthony Kaye became my last collar before I retired.
What's this got to do with Embleton? Embleton was one of the three officers on duty when I brought Anthony into the station.
Anthony was drunk so I told Bill and the others to book him in but keep an eye on him.
I was only gone a couple of minutes.
Where? I needed a drink.
Ah, right.
When I got back, Anthony had choked on his own vomit.
They hadn't bothered to check him.
Of course, the paperwork said they'd done everything by the book.
So they covered up their own negligence? Yeah, and drew attention to mine, the fact that I was drunk, that I'd brought the lad in under the influence of God-knows-what.
This why they gave you early retirement? Three sober testimonies against one that could barely stand up.
I'm just disappointed.
Embleton is the only one left from those days.
And if I let him go without doing something, what kind of copper am I? What kind of man? Don't be stupid, Brian! Stupid? Yeah.
That's exactly what I am! He's got the platinum pension, the kids who love him and a reputation that's so shiny you can see your face in it! What have I got? Arthritis, a son who wishes I didn't exist .
.
and a name that'll never be clear.
You've got UCOS, you've got Esther and you've got us.
And not one of those things has ever let you down.
Commander Embleton has filed a complaint.
And as you assaulted him at 19.
58, two minutes before his contract with the Met expired And there'll be a disciplinary hearing? You seem remarkably well informed.
Lucky guess.
Yes.
The hearing will be in five days' time.
And will Embleton have to come back? Each of you will need to make a statement before the panel, answer questions and then they'll deliberate.
Brian, you do understand that if they uphold Embleton's side of this, you'll be permanently dismissed from UCOS? Permanently? Until the result of the inquiry, you're suspended.
SHIP HORN Brian takes a swing at Embleton, apparently, right? I mean, you know the size of the man.
Smacks him one.
He goes down like a sack of spuds.
Was Brian drunk? He says not.
Bloody hell! What's that? Mmm.
This is the latest thing in smoking cessation technology.
The electric fag.
Very hi tech.
This pistol was found there on the riverbank yesterday afternoon.
Early ballistics suggest it was used to kill Christian Highsmith on the 6th of August, 1998.
Ten days after he disappeared, Christian's body washed up on the Isle of Dogs.
So he was the heir to a shipping fortune, huh? Yeah, the son of the highly decorated Second World War veteran Sir Charles Highsmith.
Looks like the apple fell far from the tree, eh? Then it rolled down the hill, stopping off at all the bars, brothels and casinos.
Christian was in charge of the family's container fleet, and 11 months before he died, in a funnel on one of their ships, the Gracie Highsmith.
What, they thought he was into smuggling? His sister, Laura Highsmith, denies it, but we'll talk to her.
The new evidence here is the gun, so Gerry, I want you to focus on that.
Where's Brian when you need him? Hold on, look.
It's got a blue and white insignia on the barrel here.
Looks like a flag.
Yes.
The pistol is a Sistema Colt.
Standard issue for the Argentine military during the Falklands War.
You were expecting tears? I was expecting something.
I'm sorry to deprive you of an emotional fireworks display but stoicism runs in the family.
Was your brother like that? No, more's the pity.
We did everything to try and keep him on course.
But it wasn't enough.
Why was he trying to raise half a million pounds before he was murdered? I didn't know the answer then and I still don't.
Street value of that coke must have been at least half a million.
This again? The drugs were seized.
Nobody made any money from them.
Exactly.
If Christian had agreed to smuggle the drugs, he'd be held responsible for their loss, wouldn't he? Your assumptions are arbitrary at best.
Why? Because any opportunist could have put that bag into the ship's funnel without Christian or the crew knowing anything about it.
Sounds like the perfect cover if you get caught.
He wasn't caught.
He was cleared.
There are thousands of ships going in and out of ports every day.
This kind of thing happens all the time.
We are well aware of how hard it is to police international shipping.
Then you'll know that the vast majority of these incidents have nothing whatsoever to do with the ship-owners, won't you? BANGS DOOR Coxy? Coxy? Come on, you old sheep shagger! I know you're in there.
I can smell the leek and potato soup from here.
Oi! That's racist talk, that is.
Behave yourself and open the door.
I haven't seen you since you nicked me for having that hash farm in the old folks' home.
Oh, that's right, yeah.
Down in the laundry room.
Yeah.
Very creative use of space, I thought.
And there was that old guy who thought he was Genghis Kahn.
Chaka Kahn.
That's the one, yeah.
Listen, I need to talk to you, mate.
Won't take you long.
Should I be doing a runner? Don't know.
Should you? Come in, then.
Cheers.
Listen, look at this.
Seen one of those before? I had one fired at me, mate.
Oh, yeah, of course.
You had it rough, too, didn't you? Is that why you always went easy on me? Well, easier.
Don't tell the others, though.
Why's this gun got your goat, then? It was fished out of the Thames a couple of days ago.
We matched it to a murder.
You got any idea how it could have got into circulation? You asking me normally or in italics? Coxy, I'm just asking.
Lot of lads came back with trophies from the Argies.
Ah! So I should be looking for an ex-squaddie? Not necessarily.
Most lads dumped what they'd taken in the Solent before they got home.
Well, the ones I knew.
See this, though? The tallies.
Ah.
The Argies would carve one in for every kill.
So this gun killed three of our boys? You did this deliberately.
"I offered Mr Kaye a cup of water.
He declined.
"Although Mr Kaye was clearly inebriated, there was "no sign that he was in any distress.
" You knew that hitting him would trigger some sort of a disciplinary.
Distress.
Declined.
Distress.
I just don't understand why.
Declined! That's it.
What's "Restricted"? Oh! You'll get yourself into even more trouble taking these copies, won't you? Here we are.
"My colleague, Police Constable William Embleton, later "offered Mr Kaye water but he again declined.
" They all use the word "declined"! Do they all use "it" and "and" and "the" as well? I'm trying to concentrate.
On what? What if there's nothing in there? Do you know what? You sound like Jack.
He told me I was chasing shadows, that's why I never looked in this file.
This is my last chance, Esther.
To do what? To ambush Embleton, tell that panel what really happened to Anthony, maybe force them to reopen the investigation.
And that's why you hit him? To buy yourself more time before he could get away? Brian, why put yourself in this position? So I wouldn't have a choice.
I either prove Bill Embleton was guilty of negligence or my career's over, once and for all.
It's do or die, Esther.
And what if you don't find any proof? If Jack was right? There you go, my lovely.
Cheers.
Hang on a second.
See you next week, yeah? Hiya.
Hi.
Did you mean to pick that up, my love? Actually I thought not.
Really? I can see it in your eyes.
Can you? You see, I wasn't sure It's not clear from the pink sticker, is it, my love? The sticker? The two-for-one offer's on the other line.
I ran out of the green luminous stickers.
Had to use the pink ones on everything.
Oh, I didn't notice.
It's causing bloody chaos.
Here, I'll swap it for you.
No, no.
Don't, please.
It's fine.
Here.
All right.
Thank you.
Don't you want your change? Listen to this.
After the war, the British Army confiscated 11,000 Argie weapons along with eight million rounds of ammo.
And word has it that a lot of our boys took trophies.
So Christian could have been killed by a squaddie? Or a squaddie could have sold the gun to somebody who went on to kill That was 16 years ago.
The gun could have changed hands loads of times since then.
We're still waiting on full ballistics.
Oh, I also had a butcher's at Christian's gambling.
He owed bookies all over town.
Didn't add up to half a million, I suppose? No, nowhere near.
His biggest claim was 50 grand.
And Sir Charles paid that along with all the others.
It's got to be the coke, then.
Christian's into smuggling.
So he can't go and ask his father for the money because of the shame.
We've still got nothing to prove that.
Do you know Do you know what I'm finding really weird? Why does Laura spend all her time down the docks instead of some nice office in the city? She likes to be hands-on.
Unless she's involved in something that needs her to be hands-on.
Yeah, I mean, she'd have dock hands and warehouse men to do all that.
All right, we'll take a closer look at the company.
Have we got manifests from Christian's time there? Nine boxes' worth.
Better get started, then.
What? Isn't this the sort of work that's more suited to someone who doesn't have a social life? Well, this Lego's the last of it, I think.
And we're trying to get rid of boxes! Well, you said you wanted to keep me busy.
Yes.
Clearing out the attic and painting the spare room.
Well, it's good for me, is this.
It's keeping my mind off the otherthing.
Yes, you're right.
It was thoughtful of them to give you something to do.
I, umm I saw that you were looking at Sarah Kaye's website.
Yeah, I was thinking of contacting her.
What? Why? Because no-one ever did.
There's nothing you can say to that woman that's going to make the death of her son any less painful.
Esther, this is the only way my conscience will be clear.
Oh, so it's about you, is it? Not about her? Why have you got this? I'm losing my natural shine.
Oh! Oh, look! Mark made that for me one night, didn't he? He left it on the carpet for you to find.
He was so proud of it.
He wanted to be a policeman like his daddy.
I trod on it.
I was too drunk to put it back together for him.
Yes! LAUGHS GLEEFULLY So how long did it take you to make this? Four hours, 36 minutes.
Now, look.
The funnel isn't deliberately AFC colours.
It's just I ran out of yellow pieces.
Is there a point to this, Brian? Every three weeks, Christian wrote down a string of alphabetical encryptions in his diary.
Encrypting what? Every shipping container .
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has a unique 14-digit code.
He was keeping tabs on particular containers.
All those dates always coincide with the arrival times of the Gracie Highsmith at Tilbury.
The ship with the coke on it? So he was smuggling? Well, after the bust, he started hiding the drugs in the containers on the ship.
It carried 500 containers so customs couldn't possible inspect them all.
So he gave the codes to someone on shore so they'd know which container to go for? Who else can we connect to the ship? Well, there's the shipping agent.
He's the middleman.
He goes between the ship owners like Christian .
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the exporters who need the containers to shift their stuff to the importers.
So our main suspects are a cowboy, a pirate, a spaceman and a fireman.
And one of them must know something.
So so who's the spaceman again? The shipping agent! Gordon Fletcher, Latitude Shipping.
Now COUGHING AND THROAT CLEARING Sir I will just collect the things that I forgot and I'll be on my way.
Right under my nose! Sorry, Sir.
Excuse me.
Sorry.
We've got a second match on the gun.
Before it was used on Christian Highsmith 16 years ago, here, it was used to kill a 12-year-old boy, Danny Bossano, in 1982.
In Gibraltar? Yup.
But it doesn't make sense.
Just one other match? I mean, if a gun's on the streets, you'd expect a lot more than that.
Harry Truman.
I'm sorry? I found his name last night.
He owned one of the London casinos that Christian used to frequent.
Truman and Christian were friends.
Truman's based in Gibraltar.
Well, don't you see? It's another connection.
If it wasn't for me, they'd have nothing.
But Strickland still won't let me help! Well, that's your fault, isn't it? Oh! Maybe you're right.
Maybe I've made a terrible mistake.
Oh! I want you to see somebody.
Who? Somebody you can talk to about Kaye, Embleton, all this.
I don't need any help! You're all over the place.
What's that doing there? Well, it's Mark's stuff from the attic.
Mark's stuff? That's mine, is that! I bet that's been crushed and shaken.
I bet it's damaged.
It's a toy, Brian! It's just a toy! It's a vintage.
It's collectible! You're collectible by men in white bloody coats! Now get some help or I'm going to take that aeroplane, I'm going to smash it into I've told you.
I don't need help.
Well, what do you need to make things right? Tell me.
SIGHS It's just my mind's always on, Esther.
Always churning.
Always going.
I can't shut it up! I have to have a case or it hurts.
It bloody hurts! What happens if they chuck you out in three days' time and there aren't any more cases? Well, I can't do ordinary life.
It's not enough.
Well, I'm sorry that you think our "ordinary life" is so far beneath you.
That's not what I meant, is it? Well, Mr Fletcher? You're right.
Those containers were unloaded here at Tilbury.
What do these numbers mean? They're the gauges.
They tell us that the containers were destined for the backs of large freight lorries.
Were they also designed to fall off the backs of those freight lorries? What was in them? Well, if we take the last one as an example, there were products from 87 different manufacturers destined for several thousand distribution companies.
You'll give me a list? You already have it.
Oh, right.
And all this cargo was legit? Well, all the cargo that I arranged, yes.
Yeah, but could Christian Highsmith have arranged for, say, drugs to go in there without your knowledge? Sorry, you're suggesting that the son of one of this country's most respected and admired businessmen was a drugs trafficker? Yeah.
Well, in theory, yes.
I mean, they were his containers, his ships.
And you're the middleman.
So now you're suggesting that I'm involved? No, no, no, just wondering how Christian could have managed all that on his own? Well, I wouldn't know.
I work out of the office.
I've only met him once, maybe twice.
How often do you meet with Laura Highsmith? Well, her company remains a valued client.
We meet whenever necessary.
How would you define "necessary"? Well, whenever the client requires.
Thanks for your help.
Yeah.
We need to talk.
A list of numbers doesn't prove anything.
Carefully encrypted numbers? For containers on a ship that had already been busted? This is becoming a sustained campaign to tarnish my company's name, isn't it? We're trying to solve your brother's murder.
Does that not matter to you? I loved every impulsive, messy inch of him but he's gone.
My father, too.
This is all I have left of them.
Where was the Gracie Highsmith coming from? It worked the Far East and Spain but we scrapped it in 2005.
It's of no interest.
Everything revolves around that ship.
I'll find you the crew records.
Already got them.
Did it ever go to Gibraltar? Of course it did.
It unloaded there? No, the port's too small.
We use it for bunkering.
Do you? Means refuelling.
The ships stop out in the Med and small barges come out from Gibraltar with the fuel.
From a floating petrol station? You could say that.
The gun that was used to kill your brother was only ever matched to one other crime, the murder of a young boy in Gibraltar.
Did Christian ever go there? Not to my knowledge, no.
OK.
Thanks for your time.
So, what do you reckon? Think you're right but I'm not sure Strickland will go for it.
Listen to this.
"Neanderthal man ended his days out here after "facing social rejection from the early Spanish.
" It's a duty-free paradise, this place, you know.
Cheapest fags in the world, by the way.
Really? Not that you'll be interested in that, Gerry, chewing away with on that robo-stogie of yours.
Hold on.
Bloody hell! "St Michael's Cave is home to a deep, "underground lake which is only open to small, guided groups.
"The spectacular stalagmites "and stalactites can be seen from the side of the lake" Fascinating though these facts are, Gerry, there's only so many of them I can take.
Suffering from fact fatigue? If he doesn't put that book down, he'll be suffering.
Oh, come on, Guv'nor! I mean, when you're on holiday in a new place We're not on holiday! Well, we sort of are, aren't we? We're on an investigation! Hello.
That's me.
Good afternoon, Madam.
Good afternoon.
Let me take this for you.
Thank you.
In you go.
Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
Right.
Whilst we're here, I've got some rules.
No going out, no jollies, nothing untoward because I promised Strickland that you'd behave.
This is going to be a right old laugh, isn't it? We're not here to have a laugh, Gerry.
We're here to work.
Am I going to have a problem with you, Gerry? Because if I am, you can just turn right round and get back on that plane! Do you understand me? With the Dutch, we captured Gibraltar from the Spanish in 1704 and the cheeky sods tried to get it back in 1779 Superintendent Raphael Cruz is going to meet us down here.
Why here? Why not at the station? He's in the middle of something, apparently.
Imagine being a cold case officer here, eh? Be bored out of your mind! Mind your step.
Take him in.
I'll deal with the paperwork later.
Sorry about that.
Just been chasing him up and down the Strait for the last two hours.
La Guardia wanted to shoot him but that's not my style.
Superintendent Cruz? Detective Superintendent Pullman.
A pleasure.
This is Steve McAndrew Nice to meet youand Gerry Standing.
So you're the local cold case officer, eh? Over here, officers must handle a wide portfolio of responsibilities.
In addition to unsolved murders, I'm on boat patrol, financial crimes, crowd control, traffic safety and youth liaison.
But that's usually only on Saturdays.
And are you the Help The Old Ladies Across The Road Officer as well? I was brought up to always help my elders.
Are you able to walk to my offices or would you like me to arrange transportation? Well, how far is it? It's three whole minutes.
I'll manage.
So you spend all your time in that boat, then? Most of our activity is out in the Strait, disrupting traffickers.
The actual crime rate on land is so low that whenever something happens, it causes quite a stir.
So murders are quite rare, then? Every four or five years, maybe.
And we have one of the best detection rates in the world.
Just perfect, isn't he? I'm sure you can understand that, with this new evidence, I'm keen to get my Danny Bossano case solved as soon as possible.
We feel the same way about Christian Highsmith.
There were four cold cases when they gave me this responsibility.
This is the only one I haven't solved.
On June the 30th, 1982, Danny was found dead inside one of the Second World War bunkers.
Top of the Rock.
What was he doing up there? One line of inquiry suggested he was working as a lookout for a gang.
What's the evidence? He had a Clansman radio.
And at this location, you can see right across the Gibraltar Strait on both the Spanish and African sides.
But it's quite inaccessible so drug traffickers running out of Morocco by boat would often use children.
To watch for police boats? Right.
So who killed him? A rival gang? Or someone from his own gang.
Well, we think our victim, Christian Highsmith, was trafficking drugs via a container ship that bunkered here.
Maybe Christian was doing business with the same gang that killed Danny? Well, that would explain why the gun only showed up in two crimes.
It only ever belonged to one gang.
You think a lot faster than you walk.
Can we look at this place? Sure.
It gets a bit windy up there.
So this is where Danny was killed, then? Yes, he was found over there with a bullet in his chest.
MONKEY SCREECHES So these were all military buildings, yeah? Yeah.
They were commissioned after the Second World War.
So there used to be a lot of soldiers here, then? Over 10,000 in 1982.
10,000? And even more after the ships came back from the Falklands War.
And that's how the gun got onto the island in the first place? Yes.
I thought that, too, when I received your report.
You know what, Guv'nor? Maybe a soldier did kill Danny? Obviously, at the time, we didn't have the murder weapon, but now we do, it would be worth going back to the MoD.
Do you have a contact? The Commodore will see you.
I'd like to meet Danny Bossano's father.
Why? What do you think you're going to find? Oh, I'll find something.
Mr Bossano, our colleagues from London have discovered that this gun was also used in a British murder.
a man named Christian Highsmith.
I know the name.
Their ships pass through here all the time.
Do you have any personal dealings with the company? No, no.
I just work in the warehouse.
Thank you for coming today.
Christian Highsmith was using a container ship called the Gracie Highsmith to traffic drugs into the UK.
What's that got to do with my Danny? There was a theory about him.
Theory? Only a theory.
No, no, hang on! Danny was thought to be involved with traffickers, wasn't he? You should leave now.
I'm trying to help, Mr Bossano.
By portraying my dead son as some kind of juvenile criminal? Let's go.
But if what they said about Danny is true It wasn't true! Danny was a good boy! My only boy.
He'd never have been involved in something like that.
Never! What are you doing here? Why are you bothering my father? They're not.
They're going.
You're Danny's sister? Yes.
Younger sister, Natalie.
We don't talk to them.
Vamonos.
Told you I'd find something.
And what is that? Well, don't you think it's interesting that Levy wants to keep his daughter as far away from this as possible? He's a protective father.
Or a secretive one.
Do you have evidence you're not sharing with me? No, of course not.
Then why do you suspect Levy of having some involvement in this? Most child murders involve the parents somewhere along the line.
I think you should keep away from the Danny Bossano case.
Focus on Christian Highsmith.
Are you warning me off? No, but this is a small place and compromise is an essential part of life here.
Really? Well, in my experience, compromise can bring an investigation to a crushing halt.
In mine, it gets far better results.
And please remember, when you leave, I will still be here.
You are warning me off.
No, I'm wondering if you have another lead to pursue for now? Actually, I do.
Passport, please.
Thanks.
There you go.
This is some place.
Wow.
Fantastic.
Thanks very much.
Thank you.
Gentlemen, welcome.
Commander Sinclair.
Steve McAndrew.
Please, feel free to dispense with the formalities.
Call me Adam.
Gerry Standing.
I thought we were going to meet Commodore Jones.
I'm afraid the Commodore's unavailable so I stepped in.
Sizeable shoes to fill but I hope I'll do.
I understand you found a gun.
RG Colt.
Noisy little buggers.
Yeah? This might be a bit of a shot in the dark, if you pardon the pun, but have you got a list of personnel who were here in 1982? You're talking about Gibraltar's military heyday.
There were over 10,000 personnel.
But there must be something written down somewhere.
What are you hoping to find? Trying to work out how the gun got on the Rock in the first place.
We think it was brought back from the Falklands.
One of the soldiers in the ships that came back here.
And it may be involved in later crimes.
And if they did, there might be a chance they know something I'll see what London has to say but I think you're looking for a needle in a haystack.
We've got a nose for needles.
I read that the military use the Rock and the tunnels for training.
Not any longer.
The last time was in But were then any exercises in '82? I'm sure there were.
Before my time, of course.
Any help you can give us on that would be much appreciated.
Like I said, the information might be classified but I'll see what London has to say.
Thank you.
Thanks for your time.
Something the matter? No, just interesting.
Right, thank you.
Thanks a lot.
Do you think he phones London every time he wants a dump? He's just a tad up his arse.
Did you see how he reacted when I mentioned military training? Clocked it.
You can't nick a man for folding his arms.
But what if they were training up there and they accidentally shot Danny? It wouldn't take much to cover it up, would it? Not with 10,000 soldiers out here.
The whole rock must have been like one big base.
It still is, isn't it? We'd better be careful who we talk to about this.
Thank you.
What's up? Nothing.
Hi.
Any messages? I'm sorry, no.
Thanks anyway.
You're very welcome.
Maybe see you later, eh? You're well in there.
Don't know how you do it, lucky little sod.
Sheer animal magnetism.
Who were you expecting a message from anyway? Charley.
Texted her to let her know I was out here.
Thought you'd given her the Spanish archers.
The what? El-bow.
Just worried about her, you know.
Right, bar in ten.
Five.
Steve! Steve! Gerry, what the hell's going on in here? Get someone up here immediately, all right? What's going on? I knew something was going on.
I had this feeling we've been followed ever since we landed.
Who? Obviously the military.
It's a cover-up, isn't it? It's a bit weird.
Your case hasn't been touched.
Marcia.
I need all your CCTV from the last three hours, a full guest list and an office where I can do some interviews, and no-one comes in here from now on.
This is a crime scene.
They're probably far away by now.
Maybe, but I want to know who did this.
Window's open.
That's probably how they got in.
Exactly.
It was the monkey.
Monkey? If you leave the window open, the monkey will eat the biscuits.
Don't believe Ah! Some people would call that lucky.
Gordon Fletcher's here? I saw him on the docks.
He's a shipping agent, you'd expect to see him in a place like this.
The day after I go asking him questions about Christian Highsmith? Let's find out who he's meeting with.
How are we supposed to do that, now that Cruz Control's tied our hands behind our backs? We just tread very carefully.
I don't like Cruz.
He don't like you either.
What did the MoD give you? Captain Sinclair said he's "waiting for London.
" Might be a couple of days.
Red tape or deliberate obstruction? The jury's still having a think about that.
I'll get another round.
No, no.
We've got a lot to do tomorrow.
One more's not going to do any harm.
Gerry, we're not here to drink, we're here to work.
Besides, I promised Strickland.
Remember? Is Mummy asleep? It's far too early to go to bed.
Hold on, hold on.
Are we actually going into one of these pubs? We spending the night window shopping? We're being followed.
What? Don't look around.
Think we'd better split up.
OK, OK.
You go round the block and get ahead of us.
If I end up rugby tackling a monkey I'm going to blame you, OK? I'll see you later then, Gerry.
See you in half an hour.
All right, all right.
No need to ambush me.
What the bloody hell are you doing here? I couldn't let you come without me, could I? How do we explain this one to Sandra? We don't.
So Fletcher's at the Salato Hotel, I'll see what I can shake out of him.
Don't shake too hard.
These are really nice.
Thought I might have a nibble later.
I've got an address for Harry Truman.
He knew Christian Highsmith in '98.
You can come with me.
Smashing, can't wait.
Can't wait to get cracking today, eh? You're very enthusiastic, what's going on? Must be the climate agrees with us.
Must be.
You really are the worst liars, do you know that? I know what this is.
Do you? You went out last night.
Guilty! Got to get up early to put one over on you.
Earlier than you think.
I'm going to have a shower.
About time too, pal! There you go.
Did you get butter? Sandra was at the table.
Toast with bit of tissue on isn't exactly a hearty breakfast, is it? What's this? Sausage.
It's got hair on it.
It's been in my pocket! Steve will be up with your tea in a minute.
Brilliant.
I haven't had a decent brew in three days.
Shouldn't you be in the shower? Before you go mad, I've been investigating.
Investigating what? Truman, I've been following him.
Brian He's up to something.
Brian! You are suspended.
Please, I can help.
I need to help.
He's here now.
Can't he stay for a while? He's got a hearing in two days.
It really comes to something when Steve is the only one I can trust.
Here you are, Brian.
Oops.
Stay where you are.
I want Brian on the next flight out today or I'm going to suspend you, Gerry, and that is a promise.
I'm seeing Truman myself later today.
We'll talk about this properly when you get home.
Did you bring any milk? Impressive set-up you've got here, Mr Truman.
Harry.
Harry.
We broadcast to over 30 territories in multiple languages.
You could say we're the centre of the universe as far as virtual gambling is concerned.
You seem to have virtually everything covered.
Not quite everything.
Offline security is a big issue.
I'm always on the lookout for experts.
This expert's taken.
Pity.
I'm here to investigate Christian.
Word gets around the rock like weather.
Shall we talk in my office? Perfect.
Brian, I'm counting dust particles here.
If you're bored, we can always pop down to the casino.
No! I staked it out yesterday.
That Harry Truman spends a lot of time in there.
Brian, we are not going down to the casino.
Just make your move and get on with it! I'm strategising.
Anyway, my flight's not for another three hours.
There's no rush, is there? I don't think I can take three more hours of this.
The set's reversible.
There's draughts on the other side.
Tell me about your relationship with Christian.
He was a regular in my London casino until he became a friend.
Then I stopped him from coming.
Why? Let me explain something to you.
Your website.
Biggest of its kind in the world.
Every second, thousands of bets placed, millions of pounds won and lost.
All in the blink of an eye.
People believe in chance because it gives them hope.
Hope is a powerful drug.
And now you can buy it online.
You sound like an Evangelist.
I just provide a service.
You pay your 20 quid, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, but you always have hope.
Hope springs eternal.
Is that what you give Christian, hope? People who come into casinos need to see the whites of the dealer's eyes, to feel the adrenaline.
It's an addiction.
Which made you his dealer.
A fellow addict.
That's why I try to keep Christian out of my casinos and why I was only too pleased to bring my business online.
If someone wants to blow their inheritance, shouldn't you be encouraging them? I've never had any qualms about taking money from someone who knows what they are doing.
And Christian didn't? It was like taking toys from a baby, and then a friend, of course.
We think he was smuggling drugs into the UK.
How? Through one of their container ships.
Not wishing to speak ill of the dead, but I'd have thought that kind of logistical operation to be beyond him.
I need to find out if he was in business with someone out here.
You're not suggesting it was me, I hope.
I have to assume everything is possible otherwise I wouldn't be very good at my job.
Is lunch possible? Tomorrow? Excuse me? If your suspicions are correct, who else knows about you? You need a friend, Detective Superintendent.
Sandra.
My second guess.
What was your first? You can't do that! The multiple jump is a well-established move in draughts.
I'm going to have a cigarette.
I'll show you the rules if you like.
Actually, you might not be able to read them.
The booklet's very small.
Mr Fletcher.
Fancy seeing you here.
Mr McAndrew.
You said you were always in the office.
I am, mostly.
That's what it is, you missed out the word, "mostly.
" What is this, a holiday? Client meetings.
Importers.
Any exporters? No, look, can I help you with something? I really am rather pushed.
Just it looks a bit funny.
There I am in your office two days ago asking you questions about Christian Highsmith and what do you know, here we both are.
Cushty, eh? It's a small world.
That a fact? Mr Fletcher, my card.
Perhaps we can catch up later on.
Have a wee chat.
Mr Fletcher.
You haven't asked me what I'm doing out here.
I imagine you're pursuing a lead of some kind.
Vigorously, pal.
Vigorously.
PHONE RINGS Guv'nor.
Hi, Gerry.
How you doing? How's Brian? He's bearing up.
What time's his plane? Soon, soon.
Ready to go, is he? I helped him pack the bags myself.
No, you didn't.
How could you know that? You left your door opened and I'm in your room.
I don't know which bar you sneaked off to but I want Brian on that plane.
Do you understand? Yes, I do understand, guv'nor.
I certainly do.
Are you kidding me? How can you lose a whole suit? It was in here.
You didn't see any How can you lose that? Flush.
Yes! You're on a roll, Dave, I'm impressed.
It's a simple matter of probabilities, really.
There's a man staring at the back of your head.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
He always does that.
He's a bit special, between you and me.
This is my business associate.
This is Vince.
Vince? Yeah, Vince Table.
Vince Table.
Your name's Vince Table? Yeah.
Why don't you join us, Vince? I'm all right, thanks.
James, drinks for everyone.
The hell do you think you're doing here? I'm undercover, they think I'm a businessman.
I'd be surprised if they didn't think you're a waiter.
You know you're the only one in a tux? I suppose I do look a bit formal.
You've got a dry cleaning ticket on your back.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Let's mix things up.
How about a game of five card draw? Perfect.
Five.
Right, I'll make that ten.
Well done, Dave.
He's here now? Listen, you can't keep taking risks like that.
Thanks, Vince.
I'm just trying to impress Truman, gain his trust.
He hasn't got anything to do with any of this.
Come on, mate, I think it's time we went.
Right then.
I'd like to cash in now.
I'll give you what I owe you tomorrow.
Fine.
Fine? Yeah.
How about if I said I won't give you anything at all? Why would you do that? Because I don't think you'd do anything about it.
Let's go.
How can you be so sure? You're not used to winning.
Come on, Dave.
I want my money, I want it now.
That's better, Dave.
Oi! Can't you see when somebody's winding you up? Back home I might be Brian Lane that gets walked all over by bastards, but here Here, you're Dave the waiter.
That's Gordon Fletcher.
I told you.
Didn't I tell you there was something going on here? Hold on, is that them? They're coming, quick! You can tell Mr Truman I won't say anything.
Mr Truman was adamant.
Senior Bassano.
He told me, huh? Bassano? That could be Danny Bassano's father.
Take it.
Come on, take it! Move, move.
Where you going? It's locked.
Bloody hell.
Oh, shit! How's Truman? Well, if he's hiding something then he's got a hell of a poker face.
You've got to learn his tells then.
I'm not sure he has any.
Everybody's got them.
Like the way you started touching your hair when I mentioned his name.
How's Charley? Now there's a tell.
Yeah.
Long distance relationships, what are you going to do? PHONE RINGS Is that Jerry? No, Cruz.
Hello.
That shipping agent you were telling me about, Gordon Fletcher.
What about him? Move.
Still can't get a bleeding signal.
Hang on, I've got a torch on my key ring.
Hold on, I've got one here.
We've no chance.
This thing's made of reinforced steel.
So we're just stuck here then? There'll be somebody around in the morning.
If we make enough noise, they'll hear us.
What are we going to do until then? I've got the travel chess set in my pocket.
BANGING AND CLANKING What was that? Maybe somebody who can help.
Hello! Help! We're stuck in here.
Brian, that doesn't sound like a helping thing to me.
It's stopped.
We're all right.
THEY SCREAM THEY SCREAM