Sweet Child of Mine Doctors

-Shoplifting.

-Ola Banic. She's got a baby.

They're being held in a house on Bracknell Street.

-Mention any names?

-Someone called Andrei.

Just help me, is all I ask.

Anything you want is no problem, we don't have to say anything.

Please, I need you to help me.

Let them kill me, if you want, but you have to help my baby!

-Is this your child?

-Sofia.

-Are you her mother?

-How do you know her?

-Do you recognise any of these men?

-This is Andrei.

What about that man?

This one, I know. He came to the house one time.

One time he brought Sofia back.

Mr Graham. They called him Graham.

I've checked the records for every adoption meeting

in the last two months.

Graham Lindsay was at every meeting, bar one.

-No.

-He's Andrei's inside man, he has to be.

Graham Lindsay... Detective Chief Inspector Driver.

Sergeant Hollins.

-Can I help?

-You are under arrest for baby trafficking.

-Baby trafficking?

Get his computer and the rest of his stuff bagged up and taken back to the station.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

You're getting too attached.

She's my baby.

Hannah, Jenica.

You want her?

She's yours.

Make him happy, Hannah.

Got some more girls coming in the next couple of days.

They'll need some discipline, so make sure you're around.

SHE GRUNTS

Do you want a hand, Mrs Tembe?

It is nearly lunchtime and the decorators have failed to arrive.

Maybe they got held up.

It is most unprofessional. If I could only get...

Mr Goswell!

Never fear, the cavalry's here.

Darrell, get that shifted.

You are over two hours late.

I had to hang around.

For the paint.

They had to do it special.

And it is definitely the right colour?

No worry on that, Mrs Tembe, it's as per your instructions, I can assure you of that.

Good... Good. Excellent.

All the furniture needs to be covered.

Mrs Tembe, maybe we should leave them to it?

I'll go and make us a nice coffee.

White with, white without, and a couple of dunkers would be nice.

You're letting her walk all over you?

I couldn't bring myself to say no to her.

Tell me you didn't give in and take her to your craft group?

She's such a pushover.

The decorators are here.

They've not even opened a tin and already they want a coffee.

Mrs Tembe's having a sit down.

-I've had a eureka moment.

-Here we go.

It came to me last night while I was in bed.

What did?

Well, if you're working at the Campus and I'm here,

we don't always get to see each other, so I thought - what if we sync our diaries electronically,

then we'll always know what the other one's doing.

What do you think?

I don't know if I really like that idea.

I need my own space.

What if we left Sundays off?

Day of rest.

You can put a tracking device on Mandy's mobile phone,

then you'd know where she is all the time.

Valerie, you're becoming too clingy.

Clingy?

But you invited me to lunch and your craft group,

-so I thought you liked me.

-Yeah, I do, but you invited yourself.

I better get these to the decorators before they get cold.

Right then, Mr Lindsay, you are an administrator at Letherbridge Adoption Action,

-is that correct?

-Yes.

And you have access to the names and addresses of couples wishing to adopt?

For the benefit of the tape, please.

Yes. OK?

Have you ever passed that information on to someone outside the organisation?

Of course not, it's confidential information.

We have reason to believe you've been passing information about childless couples to a third party.

Rubbish. No way. Why would I do that?

Money.

What do you know about Andrei Mitkov?

-Who?

-You heard. Mitkov.

He sells babies to childless couples.

You think I'm involved with someone like that?

-This is ridiculous.

-You live in a nice area, Mr Lindsay. Big house.

Nice car. Nice watch.

You've obviously got expensive tastes.

What I do with my money is nothing to do with you.

No, but how you get it is.

And you don't earn enough for a fortnight in Llandudno.

So where does it come from?

Look, somewhere along the line you've got me mixed up with someone else.

I just do my job and push paper around all day.

If I could help, I would, but I don't know this Mr Mitkov,

I've never met him, or even spoken to him.

Calls made from your mobile tell a different story.

Stop wasting my time.

All yours, mate.

I won't let him have my baby. He cannot make me.

Jenica. If he hears you it will make him angry.

How can you let him take Sofia? How?

-What is this?

-No!

-You are going?

You must promise me not to say anything.

What are you going to do?

Ola, if you are, please, please, take me with you.

Don't be so stupid, where would I go?

You will be all right. You and your baby...

You two got nothing better to do?

What's this?

It's Sofia's old baby clothes, she is too big for them now.

You spoke to Mitkov this morning. What did you talk about?

No comment.

He's preying on childless couples.

He makes money out of their misery, and he can only do that

because parasites like you provide him with the names.

He sells babies like bags of sugar.

Colin and Laura Mowbray, remember them?

-No comment.

-Course you do. You passed their names to Mitkov,

who then built up their hopes of having a baby,

then did a runner with their money.

How many more names did you give him?

No comment.

No comment?

Do you think by saying that it's going to get you off the hook?

We have a witness statement that places you firmly in the frame.

Who from?

It's lies.

We have enough evidence to see you slopping out

in prison for a good few years to come.

It's not my fault.

He threatened me.

I was scared.

Go on.

He followed me home.

He told me we would be helping childless couples, that it was a good thing we were doing.

The babies were going to loving parents,

people who really wanted them.

What was your cut?

20%.

You weren't helping anyone but yourself.

But the birth mothers were tarts who didn't want them.

You sell their babies,

how dare you moralise?

MUSIC BLARES

What have you done?

TURNS MUSIC OFF

What have you done?

What? Problem?

Problem? Look what you have done to Mr Bellamy's office.

It is supposed to be cabbage drab.

You colour blind or something? You opened the wrong paint.

I can't apologise enough for this, Mrs Tembe.

You turn your back for five minutes...

Never you mind. I'll soon put it straight.

You promised me that this would be finished by the end of the day.

And it will be, Mrs Tembe. It will.

MUSIC BLARES

I will keep these safe until your next tea-break.

'Mrs Farrell, it's Andrei. I need to bring our appointment for Sofia forward.

'I'm looking at later today. Please call me.'

He left that message when we were interviewing Graham Lindsay.

The handover's meant to be tomorrow.

-Do we know why he's brought it forward?

-Could've have had a tip-off about us picking up Lindsay.

I don't like it.

If he wants the money early, it could mean he's planning to do a runner.

Or Ola's said something.

-Did you get anything out of Lindsay?

-He put his hands up, but didn't give us anything we didn't know.

What about the stuff in his office?

Working on it.

So we know Mitkov makes his money from setting up girls

for prostitution, and turning some of them into baby-making machines.

Any idea how many babies we're talking about?

-No. But we do know that Sofia is next on the list.

-Maybe we should go ahead with the handover.

We're not set up for it,

and we can't chance it when he's got a baby in tow.

And if he is onto us, there's no knowing what he might do.

We're going in, now.

-Have we got the go-ahead?

-I'm giving you the go-ahead. So get moving.

KNOCKING

-Mrs Tembe asked me to give you these.

-Thank you.

Valerie?

I am sorry if I upset you earlier.

Don't be, I know I get on people's nerves.

You can be a bit... a bit full on sometimes.

But I'm still your friend.

What's the matter with her now?

I don't know, I just can't seem to get it right with her.

Don't talk rubbish, you couldn't be nicer.

She just doesn't know when to back off.

She's lonely, and I don't want her feeling like she's being picked on.

You're too soft.

She just needs to get out a bit, I think, broaden her social circle.

Then tell her.

I don't think it would go down well.

So what? It will do her good.

You could tell her. But nicely.

Yes, sir, I'm aware of that.

Yeah. I'm onto that. Yeah. Thank you.

'We're at the suspect's house. Where are you, boss? Over.'

We're on our way. ETA ten minutes.

PHONE RINGS

It's him again.

-Andrei, hello. How's Sofia?

-I've been trying to get hold of you all morning.

Think there must be something wrong with my phone,

dodgy signal or something.

I've got some good news for you, Mrs Farrell. You can have Sofia today.

Today? That's... That's wonderful.

-I trust you have the money?

-I'll have to go to the bank.

And my husband's still at work.

Can we make it later?

-How much later?

-a few hours?

Mrs Farrell, there are plenty of others that would have little Sofia...

No, no, please! I'll get your money!

Just give me a few hours.

You all right?

No, not really.

We've got to eat, Mrs Tembe.

A man can't work on an empty stomach.

-You will never have it finished in time.

-Oh, ye of little faith.

I have plenty of faith, but not in you.

Look at the state of these walls.

Now, now, there's no point getting your knickers in a twist.

I said it would be done by the end of the day

and it will be. So if you don't mind, Mrs Tembe,

I'd now like to finish my lunch.

I might go away for Christmas.

I might tag along - and change my name to Valerie.

Mandy said she might go away for Christmas.

Don't worry, I won't invite myself to anything you're planning.

-Ouch!

-Val, don't be like that.

Sometimes I think I must have BO or bad breath.

-You haven't.

-And I'd tell you if you did.

I've made myself look like a right Billy No-Mates, it's embarrassing.

When I worked at the PCT there was always something going on,

someone to chat to, but with the redundancies,

we sort of drifted apart.

Weekends are the worst.

Everyone always seems to have somewhere to go, or someone to see.

You need new friends.

That's what I thought I had here.

You do, but you're too full on, you frighten people away.

Why do I?

You're a bit suffocating.

There's no point moping about it, you've got to do something.

-Like what?

-Evening classes. Book clubs.

Hobby groups.

And another thing - talk less and listen more.

Carry on, don't stop on my account.

Just think of me as another one of the girls.

Get the local newspapers.

See... See what's going on.

HE WHISTLES

That is Doctor Carter's best china teacup.

Mrs Tembe...

It's only a bit of emulsion, it'll soon rinse out.

I can put up with most things, but this...

Why don't you make us a nice cup of tea and calm yourself down.

Calm myself? I do not think so.

Not only were you two hours late,

but your conduct has been most unprofessional.

Now if you do not get back to work right away...

Darrell!

Darrell, pack up your things, we're out of here.

You have the office to finish.

Not any more. You want it done, you do it.

You said it would be done today.

I am scandalised by your behaviour,

and will you stop looking at my chest area!

THEY LAUGH

Doru!

Get Ola in here - now.

Ah... Look at the wonderful job you are doing.

I hope you don't mind, I thought I'd just get started.

I know how much you wanted to get it done for Howard.

I do... I hate letting people down.

Unlike me.

There's you very kindly inviting me to church last Sunday

and I didn't turn up.

It was very rude of me, Mrs Tembe, and I'm very sorry.

Apology accepted.

We will have to stop once surgery starts.

Maybe we can come back this evening and finish off?

There is rather a lot of work to be done here.

And I am going to see the local amateur dramatic society's new production tonight.

I love the theatre. I haven't been for ages.

What are you going to see?

Lady, Don't Fall Backwards.

Really?

I'd love to see that. If only I'd known. Never mind.

All right? We thought you might want all hands on deck.

The more, the merrier.

-If you would like to come and see the production tonight, I could try and get you a ticket.

-Would you?

They will be very hard to obtain,

they're like gold dust.

But I have my connections.

It'll be brilliant if you can, thank you, Mrs Tembe.

Looks like you're off the hook.

No, no. no. No, no, no.

It is all in the wrist action.

Up, down, up, down.

Not this sideways, that is no good. All right?

-Andrei, please let me go, I have done nothing.

-Where were you yesterday?

I couldn't get out of a car.

-You talked to the police, didn't you?

-No.

Ola, Ola, Ola. I can smell your betrayal.

-I would never say anything... Aargh!

-Get Sofia.

-No, please.

Andrei, please, not Sofia.

Boss,

all units in place, at the rear of the house.

No sign of the suspect.

-Move!

-Do what you want to me, Andrei, but please leave my baby,

not Sofia, please.

Out of my way.

-Where is she?

-I won't tell you!

-Tell me! Where is she?

-I'll never tell you! I'd rather die!

-You'll pay for this.

I'll come back one day and find you both and I'll kill you.

Make Sofia an orphan.

And when she grows up, I'll turn her into a whore, just like her mother!

-Move!

-No, no, no!

-Out!

Suspect leaving the premises with baby. I want him stopped.

DI Wood, Letherbridge Police Station.

Pass the baby to the officer beside you, please sir.

Hand over the baby.

Slowly, carefully, hand the baby to the officer.

-Move!

-No! Please, Andrei.

-Let me go!

-Suspect sighted at the back of the premises.

I don't want to go, please.

I've got sight of Mitkov.

He's going through the rear garden towards Brandhill Road.

Got a young woman with him. Possible hostage.

-Are you sure it's Andrei?

-Positive sighting. Repeat. Positive sighting.

We've been set up. Have him.

-What if...

-I said have him.

-Move in.

Stop!

-Back off!

-What are you doing?

The suspect is heading north on Brandhill Road,

he's hijacked a car.

I'm in pursuit! Requesting back up.

Go, go, go.

No.

He knows I told you.

He knows I went to the police.

Ola, please, take it steady. Go back inside the house.

You used me and I trusted you.

Ola, please, let's talk about it inside.

Why, so you can tell me more lies?

You promised you would keep my baby safe.

I will. I promise. We'll get him, we'll lock him away. You can start again.

It doesn't matter what you do to him,

he will never leave me in peace.

He will punish us both for what I have done.

I'll never let that happen. Never.

That's lies!

BABY CRIES No.

Suspect heading your way. Get into position now!

Stay back.

-Let her go.

-Back off!

Mr Farrell.

How very nice to see you again.

Just let the girl go.

One step closer, she'll feel how sharp it is.

-Let's just all calm down.

-Back off!

This isn't going to work, Andrei.

Where's the scraggy little bitch who played your barren wife?

THEY GRUNT

Andrei Mitkov, I'm arresting you for trafficking children.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Ola...

Stop! If you come any nearer, I will jump.

OK, if that's what you want, I'll stay here, I promise.

Boss, we've got him!

Ola, please come in.

Our lives are over. We will never be safe from Andrei.

No, no. We've got him. He's been arrested.

He will get off. He will go to prison for one year or two,

but then he'll get out he will find us.

He'll stay in prison for a very long time and when he comes out

there is no way he'll ever find you and Sofia, I'll promise that.

You say that now, but you will forget.

No. I keep my word.

I don't want Sofia to know what kind of mother she has.

She has a mother who is brave enough to speak out.

When she's older, she'll understand, and be very proud.

-I wanted to be such a good mother.

-You are.

Look at her.

She's beautiful.

You have her. You would make a better mother than me.

I wouldn't.

I put my career before children.

You were prepared to risk your life for your daughter.

Ola, if you do this, it's what Andrei wants you to do.

Please, Sofia needs you to be strong.

Please, don't let him win.

You're free.

You and your baby are free.

Boss.

Come here you...gorgeous thing!

You'd better not be doing you know what!

If I'm not ready, I can't go.

Call yourselves medical professionals?

If she misses this slot, it'll be months before she gets another one.

But we can't even get her to open the door, let alone into the car.

I don't know why she's so upset. I never said she was ugly or anything.

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