Episode 6 By Any Means

This programme contains some violent scenes and some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting

MUSIC: "Music Sounds Better With You" by Stardust

All right? Andy?

You better remember that name, darling,

cos you'll be screaming it later.

Well, maybe we should just get to know each other first?

I can do that. What d'ya want to know?

You can ask me anything.

Anything? Straight up.

And I don't lie either, so what I tell you is the truth,

the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

Oh. OK, let me think.

What do I want to know first?

Um, I know. How about...

why did you skip bail?

You were due back in court on the eighth of last month to face

charges of aggravated assault.

Took a while to find you, but here you are.

Oh, I get it. Oh, he gets it.

You're filth.

Yeah, and you're going to prison.

Well, I hope you brought some help.

Oh, really, why's that? TKD.

That's a drink, isn't it?

Taekwondo. Second dan

which means I'll snap you in half, boy. All of ya.

You can't do that. Oh, and why's that?

TomTom, show him the warrant. Oh!

Last paragraph. Last line.

Ugh!

Ah.

Oh, that small print. It's a killer.

Here we are, TKD.

See ya.

I've spoken to Mrs Robson and...

Mr Krays.

You need to see this and think about their future.

DOOR UNLOCKS

DOOR CREAKS

How the hell did they find the witness?

Don't know.

Well, I want him arrested and charged!

For what exactly?

Perjury! Wasting police... Well, wasting my bloody time!

The simple truth is he's far more frightened of Caine than

he is of us.

He's retracted his statement. We no longer have a witness.

I thought you were supposed to be protecting him! We were.

There was a close protection unit there for seven weeks without incident.

There was an armed robbery three miles away, they were redeployed.

Oh, shit! Quite.

Someone high up the food chain must be feeding Caine information,

there's no other explanation.

Whatever happened, his legal team were crawling all over us,

we had no option but to let him go.

I'm sorry, Helen, I know how much work went into this,

but my hands are tied.

Well, mine aren't.

Ah. I'm afraid we have to let this one go for the time being.

What?! Orders from on high.

The case is to be reviewed by the board

which means that we can't have Quinn anywhere near it.

They will take nine months to write a meaningless report

and achieve nothing. Jack Quinn will get him off the streets in a week.

No. I forbid it.

You will put the whole department at risk,

you have enough enemies as it is.

Stay well away, at the very least until after the review.

And the 2C-9 that's he's about to bring into the country?

We have no evidence to suggest that will...

You know that's not true! No evidence we can use.

I mean it, Helen, however much it pains you.

You're to toe the line on this one.

Stand down.

Yes, sir.

BUZZER

Boom!

Letter from the NIB. Nib?

National Inheritance Bureau.

Informing the recipient that a second cousin has recently died,

leaving them ?9,000 in a cash ISA.

Why nine? Ten just felt like a lie.

Why not eight?

What's wrong with nine?

Just trying to see where your train of thought's going.

Nobody wants to get on that train.

So does the National Inheritance Bureau actually exist?

It does now.

OK, we have nine bail jumpers and three court no-shows.

MOBILE RINGS Well, let's give them the good news then.

Hello?

Hey. It's me.

We've recruited two new cargo handlers at Gatwick Airport.

CLEARS THROAT (Telly.)

Just waiting on a date and flight number.

Transport? Soon as we've swerved border control,

I've got a clean van to do the pick-up, take it wherever you want.

Dealers?

Primed, ready to rock'n'roll as soon as you press the button.

We got any heat?

No. No heat.

Do you ski, Jack?

Now and again. Good.

You're going off piste.

Jamie Caine? I thought he was banged up for murder.

Don't tell me he's back on the streets again.

The case fell apart. How come?

Someone leaked the identity of the witness.

One of Caine's foot soldiers threatened his family,

he retracted his statement and CPS won't proceed without him.

It happened here. An argument over a parking space.

A young boy on his way home from his shift at a fast food restaurant.

Caine cracked open his skull with a tyre wrench.

It's the third time he's been implicated in an act

of extreme violence in as many years.

His reputation's true then, he's a nasty bastard.

According to our profiling team, he's a sociopath.

"With narcissistic tendencies."

Why is he not in Broadmoor wearing a straitjacket?

He operates with impunity,

because no-one's ever had the courage to testify against him.

So he can beat someone to death and walk away with it?

It gets worse. Go on.

When he killed that poor boy, he was under police surveillance.

What?! Had been for a month.

Did they not notice he was beating someone to death?

They were on the ground floor.

They said they thought he was just parking his car.

Yeah. But then his car came out, so they picked up surveillance

and followed him as normal, the boy's body wasn't found

until the following morning.

That's how they placed Caine at the murder scene, but that's all they could do.

By the time he was arrested,

any forensic evidence had disappeared, clothes burnt,

the murder weapon was gone. They had no real evidence and he knew it.

Why the surveillance in the first place?

We got intelligence he was about to import a new synthetic drug

called 2C-9 or cocoa dust.

It's a hallucinogen aimed at children.

The manufacturers created a market by convincing kids it would

enhance their gaming experience.

It's a powder you need to mix with something to ingest,

so users mix it with chocolate.

Cocoa dust.

It's like playing Russian roulette. If the chemical compound is

compromised, users start to hyperventilate,

blood pressure goes through the roof and then there's massive heart failure.

If the police know about this,

why can't they pick up with Caine where they left off?

The police would never get

a request for further surveillance approved until after the case review.

Even if they did, it will be too late.

There's a huge shipment of 2C-9 about to flood the country,

just waiting for Caine's say-so.

We can't let that happen.

So when you say "off piste"...?

If it goes wrong, I can't help you.

We didn't even have this conversation. OK.

I need you to find a way to stop him, Jack.

So we're undercover undercover? Seems so.

How does that work?

No help.

But the only way to stop this 2C-9 coming into the country is

if we get Caine off the street, and fast.

And if it goes tits up?

We're screwed. Sounds like fun. I'm in.

No, there's nothing fun about Jamie Caine.

Charlie's right, we can't take liberties with this one.

He's too dangerous.

All right, so who's closest to him?

Paul Banks AKA Banksy. Ex-cage fighter, enforcer.

All-round nasty piece of work.

So he'll know where all the bodies are buried.

Great, let's pick him up, torture him, a bit of water-boarding.

Put his todger in a vice.

Whoa! I think we're probably going to draw the line at putting someone's

todger in a vice, Jess.

Lightweight.

So if you rule out the whole todger in a vice thing,

which I think we should by the way, cos it's just weird.

How are we going to get to him?

Well, catching Caine with his grubby paws all over a shipment as it

comes in would be nice.

Hmm, neat as well. Agreed.

Setting him up for anything else would take too long,

so catching him with this shipment is our best bet.

Trouble is, we don't know when or where it's coming into the country.

OK. Let's break it down.

You're expecting a shipment of a brand-new drug,

what's the first thing you do?

Tell your dealers to start spreading the word.

Which might just give us the when.

There's a couple of dealers on my old estate.

At least one of them works for Jamie Caine.

OK, let's start there. Low profile.

Only way I know.

Charlie, stop moaning.

I'm not moaning,

I'm just, I'm asking if there's not a better way, that's all.

Such as?

Well, I don't know exactly. But, some sort of progression?

I'm not with you.

Like the whole DEFCON thing.

You know you have DEFCON 1, then DEFCON 2.

You don't just start on DEFCON 5, do you?

Yeah, actually you do, you start on DEFCON 5 and work your way up to 1.

Really? Yeah.

Oh? All right, traffic lights.

You have a sequence, so you know what's coming, all right.

A progression from stop to go. You go red, you go amber, you go green.

You know, you build up to these things. That's all I'm saying.

I'll tell you what, if he doesn't talk, you can do the next one?

Agreed.

All the blood's rushing to me head.

You've got a batch of cocoa dust coming in.

When? I don't know.

But you are expecting it?

Look. Who are you?

Mums Against Crime(!) Tell us about Jamie Caine.

Listen, I ain't telling you nothing. They'll kill me.

That's tomorrow's problem, mate.

If I were you, I'd worry about making it through the rest of today.

So what part of that was low profile?

The part where I got him to promise not to say anything to anyone,

about our little chat. But he peed himself.

Yeah, and what's your point?

And he was hanging upside down. Gravity.

He's a drug dealer which means he fails the empathy test.

Yeah, I guess. I still think you could have untied him though.

Caine's smart.

He's got just enough legitimate business activity to

justify his lifestyle.

What sort of businesses?

Bars, clubs, party boats, holiday apartment in Ibiza, Paphos.

All of which attract teenagers who then buy his drugs?

Mm-hmm, it's like he's got his own little ecosystem going on,

all he needs now is his own airline.

You know with a drug trolley coming round,

get everyone high before they take off.

Crack Air. We take you higher.

Finished? Sorry. We need traction.

Ten police investigations with four different departments

in seven years, all coming up with zilch, nada, no end result,

not even an ASBO.

I mean, looking at the police records,

every time he's under investigation, he suddenly goes whiter than white.

So he's being tipped off?

Either that or he's psychic, or lucky, or a lucky psychic.

Like a happy medium.

Look, even if he doesn't know about us,

he's just come off the back of a huge police case.

He's already tidied up, battened down the hatches. MOBILE RINGS

I'm not sure we can get to him if I'm honest.

Jess. 'We're outside one of Caine's pill factories.

'Barnes Road industrial estate, by the river.'

It's all we could get out of the dealer.

It's where he picks up his gear.

I'll meet you there. Cool.

It's not very high-end, the dealer covers the clubs,

so we think it's just ecstasy pills.

It's definitely one of Caine's?

Yeah. Do we know who's in there?

No idea. That's comforting(!)

DOOR UNLOCKS

HE WHISTLES

Let's not make a mess, shall we?

OK, good news. You've all won yourselves the rest of the day off.

Mam dobra wiadomosc. Wszyscy macie do konca dnia wolne.

Nice.

What are we looking for exactly?

I'm hoping we'll know when we see it.

Something with a date on it.

You muppets have no idea what you're doing.

No? Why don't you tell us?

Do you know whose place this is?

I'm really hoping it's Jamie Caine's otherwise we've made

a terrible mistake.

Why do you always do that? Do what?

You always do this. You don't listen to people. I mean, you're

listening to them but you don't actually hear what they're saying.

This poor man, he's trying to threaten you,

at least have the common decency to hear him out.

Sorry. Go on.

Mr Caine will be very angry...

Look, I'm trying to help him. It's like bloody pulling teeth.

Oh, hello. More phones.

One, two, three, four, five.

Oh, yeah, they give those to their new dealers,

with a customer base already loaded.

It's a start.

Get them, get the post as well, then let's go.

Phone.

OK, flower, we're going to go now.

You might hear a little bit of noise

when we trash all your shit on the way out, then it'll go quiet,

then you can come out and try and find a new phone.

If you come out before then, I'll shoot you in the face.

OK?

THAT'S a threat. See you later.

Did you see a warrant card? No, boss.

Did they say who they were?

Not exactly.

"Not exactly"?

No.

We've been turned over and we've no idea by who?

Oh, this is marvellous!

The leader, the one with a gun,

he's a Northerner. Northerner?

Do you think you could narrow that down a little bit?

Scouse? Geordie? Er, he's...

He's more Manc. Manc?

And that's it?

Get out.

What did we lose?

It weren't that bad. It was just "E"s for the clubs,

with set-up costs, 20k?

Yeah, still a piss-take.

See if anyone's seen a bird and two arseholes with a gun humming Oasis.

All right.

Go and put some clothes on.

So nice of him to lead us straight to his boss.

He's not having a good day is he?

'OK, I've run searches on the names in all these phones.'

They all seem to be kids. 14, 15.

14, 16.

'They'll be dealers. Caine's way of getting 2C-9 in schools.'

Liking him more and more.

'They're all talking to each other.'

Social network sites - Twitter, Facebook, gaming blogs.

They're marketing it like the launch of a new game.

'Does it say when?'

No. Just says, "watch this space".

Heads up.

Banks.

Probably off to find out who we are. Mm.

Anything?

No, it's just utility bills and invoices for new lab equipment.

Nothing about when the shipment's coming in or where?

Not even to link Caine to the factory.

Someone's got to know when and where it's coming in.

We had to hang one of his dealers off a balcony

just to find out where he collects his gear.

He still wouldn't implicate Caine.

No-one's going to inform on him, Jack.

If we don't know how the stuff's getting in the country

or who's picking it up, then we've got nothing to track.

We need someone on the inside.

Too dangerous. Well, then we at least need surveillance.

TomTom?

Problem is, you're waiting for one sentence of where and when.

You couldn't miss a thing.

You'd have to have every room in his house done.

His lift, his car.

Everywhere he goes.

'No time.'

All I could do quick, is maybe hack his smartphone,

tell you who he calls and when.

OK. Do that until I think of something else.

There he is!

Who's that he's with?

She's young.

I know her.

That's Robin Tyler.

My ex-girlfriend's little sister.

ENGINE STARTS

No. She's just a kid.

The point is, can you get her on-side or not?

No, it's not, Jack.

The point is that she shouldn't be with someone like that, all right?

She's only 17!

Then we're probably her best chance of getting away from him.

Jess is right.

Charlie, will she help us or not?

Mate, I'm not the bad guy here.

Do you know how to get to her?

Maybe, yeah.

Hi.

Charlie?

You here to see my sister?

Oh, no, no.

Good, cos that would have been awkward.

She's all loved up with some bloke from the Pound Shop.

They're in there now watching Bargain Hunt. So...

So, what you doing here now?

Just hanging around. Where are you going?

I'm just going to go shopping. OK. Walk you to the bus stop?

Yeah. Cool.

So, how you been? OK.

Got a boyfriend?

Er...sort of.

Anyone I know?

No, I doubt it. So, are you still a cop?

Yeah.

So, how comes I don't see you about any more?

I got transferred, actually, to a special unit.

Yeah? What like a detective?

Hmm, well kind of.

We go after the really bad guys.

Ooh, that sounds exciting. Yeah, well...

I'll have to let my mum know, she'll be chuffed.

She always liked you for some reason.

So this boyfriend of yours. Who is he?

Why are you so interested? Just curious.

Yeah, well I don't want you grassing me up cos Mum don't know about him.

Why?

I just don't think she'd approve somehow. Why not?

He's a bit older than me that's all. You know what mums are like.

How much older? He ain't a perv, if that's what you're thinking.

What is he then? Just a bloke.

Jamie Caine.

Yeah, I get it. Oh, God, I am so stupid.

Whatever it is you're after, Charlie, it's really not happening.

Look, just hear me out, all right? Give me ten minutes.

What if I don't?

Ten minutes, Robin.

I've got some friends I'd like you to meet.

I'm not stupid, I know what he is. No, I don't think you do.

He's not just another dealer on the estate.

We can help you.

And what makes you think I need your help?

He's a murderer.

The bloke in the car park?

No, that was just a fight, OK, and Jamie won, that's all.

He wasn't just a bloke, he was a kid.

It wasn't a fight either.

He was beaten to death with a tyre wrench.

Well, you would say that, wouldn't you?

What are you doing with him?

He looks after me.

How?

How do you think?

Give us a minute, guys, yeah?

We'll wait in the car.

Stop it!

Don't.

What are you on? Nothing.

Robin, what are you on?!

Just some, just some pills.

What pills?

I don't know. Jamie...Jamie gets them.

All right, listen to me.

If you want to be with this guy,

if you love him and he's good to you

and he doesn't hurt you,

then drug dealer or not, I will walk away, I swear.

But if that's not the case?

Look, we can help to get him away from you.

Look at me!

All right?

I can't!

You really don't know what he's like.

I know exactly what he's like. I do! You don't.

Listen!

If you help us, he won't ever hurt you or anyone else again.

I promise you.

Come here.

'She'll be safe, right?'

We'll be right outside the whole time she's in there, front and back.

The first hint of a problem and we move in.

We're not sending her somewhere she hasn't been before.

It's like all the other times she's been with Caine.

Except she'll be pumping him for information.

No, she's just our ears inside the apartment, nothing else.

But we haven't got any back-up, Jack, at all. No police.

You've got me.

I know, I know and I trust you.

100%, I do.

But?

She feels safe because she thinks we're the police,

but we're not, are we, Jack?

Don't tell me it's a grey area.

I need to know that she's going to be OK.

I promise you.

Is that good enough?

HE SIGHS

We just need a time and a place, OK?

But we don't want you to do or say anything you wouldn't normally.

You're just there.

And if you hear something that's great and if you don't,

that's fine too.

We don't want you to push it.

The important thing is that you stay safe.

You all right? I think so.

You're clear what we're after?

Yeah, er, a time and a place.

Anything to do with a shipment and something called 2C-9.

Yeah, and that's it.

You get us that then make your excuses,

get out of there.

Just relax and be yourself. And if anything happens,

we're all going to be right outside the whole time.

OK?

OK.

Banks.

Got him.

OK, nice and easy.

I'm patched in to the CCTV.

OK, looks like they're heading to the apartment,

so you can back off a little.

All right, guys, I'm on the rear service road -

'behind the apartment.'

We're in position at the front.

'Banks and Robin are entering now.'

My guy says the heat is off.

Oh, I'm not going to be holding anything.

Once it comes in, it goes straight out to the dealers.

I might move a little bit up North, if I get a wholesale deal,

but the same applies - once it lands, it goes out. End of.

Yeah, I'll let you know the time and the place.

Hey!

How was your mum? Yeah, OK.

So when are you going to take me home to meet your family?

HE CHUCKLES Imagine that!

Make us a drink.

Have you had any luck with these Northerners?

Not yet.

It's got to be someone trying to muscle in.

They didn't take any gear.

Jimmy, they just trashed the place -

it's got to be the coppers. No.

I told you, no-one's looking at us.

If you're sure.

Horse's mouth.

No, it's...it's amateurs,

just trying their luck, hoping to find a bit of cash.

I don't care who it is,

I want them strung up.

We'll find them.

Look, the boys from Gatwick have been on the phone -

their shifts change again at the end of the week.

They come off nights on Saturday, they get a day off on Sunday

and then the new shifts are handed out on Monday morning.

Jimmy? Jimmy!

If we miss this window,

they might not be back on cargo for months, you understand?

Point taken.

So, we on or not?

Yeah, horse's mouth says we're fireproof till the end of the month,

while they have their little inquiry.

So now's as good a time as any.

We bring it in tomorrow.

I'll let 'em know.

Where's yours?

I'm all right.

I didn't ask you how you were,

I asked you where your drink was.

Yeah I'm...I'm going to have one later. Have mine.

I'm fine, Jamie, seriously.

That's better.

Jimmy, we're on.

Switch is on Preston Road, under the motorway, first thing.

You tell every dealer we've got

to cancel what they're doing this weekend.

I want every ounce of that stuff out!

All sounds a bit serious.

Nothing for you to worry about.

Yeah, no, I know. I was just making conversation.

Conversation? No offence, love, but...

..conversation ain't why you're here.

Wait, Jamie.

Wait. What if Banksy comes back?

Oh, it'll give him a little thrill.

No, listen... Jamie, can we...

Listen - let's go in the bedroom, yeah?

It'll be better, I promise.

Just give me two minutes, OK? I'm just going to freshen up.

PHONE RINGS

Robin. Charlie?

All right, listen - it's tomorrow, Preston Road, under the motorway.

That's fantastic. All right.

Now, you need to get out of there so just hang up the phone.

OK. I think I'm going to be a while cos I'm going to need an excuse.

All right, well done.

Just don't worry, all right? You've been brilliant, Robin.

You just need to make your excuses and get out of there.

But don't rush. Just be subtle, do it like normal...

Robin?

Robin?!

Shit!

Guys, Robin just called me

'and then the line went dead.

'She said she's coming out but I'm worried.'

Give it a couple of minutes.

Jack, I think we should go in.

That might put her in more danger. Just two minutes, Charlie, yeah?

Sit tight.

Charlie?

Charlie, what's happening?

MACHINE BEEPS I've lost Charlie.

What do you mean you've lost him? Charlie?

No, there's no signal. His audio's down.

Something's wrong,

Check on him, I'm going in. Yeah.

He's gone.

CRUNCHING

I've just found Charlie's ear piece.

I think they're on to us.

Careful up there, Jack.

They're gone.

Naughty.

Who is he?

He's a friend, I know him from the estate.

A friend who just happened to be parked outside

with a microphone and an ear piece?

WHIMPERING: OK, he's a cop.

Was he on his own?

Tom, come on, mate. Give me something.

I'm...I'm trying to find his car.

Yeah, well try harder. Come on, TomTom.

That is really not helping.

(Come on. Come on.)

CAINE: Don't lie. Was he on his own?

How many?

Four.

And the one in charge, the boss,

was he a Northerner?

This one of them?

Yeah.

Got you! JESS: Where?

'Heading East. 15 minutes ago.'

Tracking him through, now. HURRIED TYPING

'He drove over the river then turned into Barnes Road.'

'Caine's pill factory?'

Yeah.

CAINE: Name, rank and serial number.

Just your name.

Mr...

..Plod?

Well?!

Stop, please! His name's Charlie, all right?

It's Charlie O'Brien.

Just stop!

Charlie?

Tough guy.

I recognise that look.

Let me tell you, Charlie, before I leave,

you will have told me absolutely everything I need to know.

You want to know why?

Because in our world it's not about being tough.

Lots of tough nuts out there,

on the dole.

lots of muscle-bound Herberts without a pot to piss in.

It's not about how tough you are,

it's about how far you're prepared to go

to get what you want.

You punch me, I'll stab you.

You stab me, I'll shoot you.

You shoot me, I'll kill every member of your family.

However far you go...

..I'll go further.

Gets to the point where nobody wants to play with you any more.

So, tough boy Charlie, I want to know...

..what department you work for... Don't touch her!

..what evidence you have

and what you know about my business.

Now, I'm going to count to three.

One...

No!

Whoops.

Your turn.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Charlie? Charlie, mate?

She's dead. Jesus Christ, Charlie, what have they done to you? Charlie!

Charlie! Oh, TomTom, call an ambulance!

Right now!

It's on its way.

Can you hear me? OK, OK... Stay awake.

You've got to stay with us, mate. CHARLIE GROANS

Charlie? That's it. Yeah, I'm here.

I'm here. Can you open your eyes for me?

It's all right. Charlie, can you open your eyes? Stay awake.

Charlie, don't speak. It's all right. Just hold on.

Just hold on, you've got to stay awake.

Charlie, I'm here, mate.

Me and Jess are here, yeah? We've got you. OK.

Ambulance is on its way, pal, yeah? We're going to get you fixed up.

Charlie? Stay awake for me, Charlie.

Charlie! Charlie, open your eyes.

That's it.

That's it. You're going to be OK, pal.

That's the ambulance now, Charlie. Can you hear that?

Preston...

Preston Road.

OK, mate. CHARLIE BEGINS COUGHING

Oh, God. OK, mate, OK.

Don't speak now, just relax. OK. All right, all right, all right.

Preston Road motorway...

tomorrow morning.

It's all right, mate, I've got you.

Yeah? Ambulance is here.

We're going to get you fixed up. Where's Robin?

Where's Robin? Where's Robin?

She's here, mate. She's OK.

Get them for me, Jack.

Yeah. Hold on, hold on, we'll all get 'em, yeah?

Me, you, Jess, TomTom - we'll all get them, yeah?

Promise me.

I promise you, mate. I promise you.

Over here, quickly! OK...

Jack!

BACKGROUND MUSIC DROWNS SPEECH

Don't. Let them do what they need to.

He's a kid. He wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for me.

None of us would be here if it wasn't for you, Jack.

I shouldn't have dragged him into this. Jack,

we're all here because we want to be,

because we believe in what we do - Charlie as much as everybody else.

This isn't your fault.

I left him on his own.

We all did. How is he?

Hey.

Can we place Caine at the scene?

Give me something so we can pick him up - anything.

Charlie was on a stakeout and he...disappeared.

We found him like that, there was no-one else here.

What a mess.

I'm sorry about young Charlie,

truly I am.

There will be other ramifications.

Like what?

I can't lie to the inquiry

about what Charlie was doing outside Caine's apartment.

Which means everything will have to come out,

including the involvement of you and the rest of your team.

And ultimately...

..that we disobeyed a direct order to stay away from Caine

which means we will lose every friend we had with any influence.

We'll be finished.

It's over, Jack. I'm sorry.

So what's going on, Helen? Tell me everything.

We're on for the morning.

We clear or not?

All right. Well, you've got this number.

If you could, thank you.

He's still in theatre.

Am I the only one who thinks this is really wrong?

I mean Caine murders that girl and then he leaves Charlie for dead

and instead of sending us after him, they're just closing us down?

We knew the risks when we went after Caine.

So he wins? What do you want us to do, TomTom?

What are we supposed to do!?

Something!

Something.

She was 17 years old.

No-one said anything about giving up.

What do you mean?

I made Charlie two promises today -

that Robin would be safe and that we'd get Caine.

Now, I've broken one of those promises

and I don't intend to break the other.

The last thing Charlie did

was tell us where Caine's 2C-9 would be tomorrow morning.

So I guess we should phone that in.

What, and risk him getting tipped off again?

Jess? Yeah. Yeah, I'm in.

Me too.

For Charlie, right?

COMPUTER BEEPS

Caine's made a call on his smartphone.

I've got a number.

Arrangements for tomorrow?

Must be.

Well, at least we know it's still going ahead.

So, it's just two guys.

Unless there's anyone else inside.

Do you think they're armed?

No, they're just delivery boys.

ENGINE NOISE APPROACHES

Here we go.

SPEECH NOT AUDIBLE

That's a lot of merchandise.

Yeah, and how many people would it kill?

Where's Caine?

He's here.

Why's he not coming over?

He will.

He's moving.

Caine's here.

Thank you. We're on.

INDISTINCT SPEECH

Helen, what's going on?

Ready?

As I'll ever be.

Go.

TYRES SCREECH

Nobody move.

Whoa, whoa, OK. Stop.

Hey!

Don't...

Run!

GRUNTING AND MOANING

Jess!

Get his hands.

HE WAILS IN PAIN

I would have had him, you know.

I don't doubt it, my friend.

Ow.

I'll have your job for this.

I should have known it was you, the moment you warned me off.

What the hell are you talking about, woman?

Jamie Caine made a call last night...

We're on for tomorrow morning. We clear, or not?

Caine's made a call on his smartphone.

Arrangements for tomorrow? Must be.

..you'll never guess who to.

Thank you, Damien.

You told him it would be all clear, didn't you?

We'll be finished. There's no way we can continue.

It's over, Jack.

So what's going on, Helen? Tell me everything.

We've already searched your office.

How long has Caine been supplying you?

Stay there.

Hey, you all right?

Yeah.

So where's Jack?

You looking for me, boy? Eh? You looking for me?!

You want to ask me a couple of questions, do you, boy?

Eh?

You must be Jack Quinn.

That's right.

A very good friend told me about you.

Said I could serve you up and no-one would bat an eye...

..being as you don't exist.

Oh, I'm real enough to take care of you.

Oh, yeah...

your boy told me what a hard nut you are.

Course, he didn't want to say anything at first -

strong silent type.

Then I prized off his kneecap.

I'm always amazed at the sound a human being can make

when they're in pain like that.

If you'd have seen him writhing about, making this noise -

he wasn't like a man,

he was more like an animal.

But then I suppose that's all we are, Jack,

at the end of the day.

Animals.

Why did you have to kill the girl?

Oh, that sounds dramatic.

She was a little drug addict, that's all she'd ever have been.

Come on then...

..let's get on with it.

Get what on with what?

The dance.

You want me to talk you through it?

You take me in for 36 hours.

You make me dinner, you make me tea, you call me "Sir".

I call my brief, he tells you

you don't have a shred of evidence

and I'm sprung.

Not this time.

I was just going for a walk along the canal, you've got nothing on me!

We'll find forensics to put you at the murder scene.

I go there every week. Charlie will testify. Charlie won't make it.

And if he does, I'll have what's left of him rubbed out.

I might even get someone to confess to that murder.

Say they put my DNA there to fit me up.

Why would anyone do that for me? Eh, Jack?

Because if they don't,

their kids will get their throats cut in their sleep.

Their mum will end up at the bottom of the canal.

Their missus...well.

You see that's why the likes of you

can never beat the likes of me.

Because you have to stop with the law...

..where I can go as far as I need to.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

I wouldn't count on that.

Oh, come on, sweetheart,

we both know you're not going to pull the trigger.

You're a cop, aren't you?

Yeah, well, like I told a very good friend of mine once,

the world's changed a bit.

It had to

because of scum like you.

So, yeah, you might be right about your 36 hours

and your brief getting you off.

But you're wrong about how far I'll go to stop you hurting people.

You see, it all comes down to the fact that in this world,

there's good guys and bad guys.

White hats and black hats - just like the movies.

That good friend of mine's name is Charlie O'Brien.

And what me and Charlie do is we go after bad guys just like you

and we get them off the streets -

by any means, whatever it takes.

So whatever you did to him last night,

he's standing here right now, pointing this gun at your head.

Like I said, you can't use that. You're a policeman.

You are a cop...

..aren't you?

It's a grey area.

GUN FIRES

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