Person of Interest Doctors

O'NEIL: 'So what's it going to be, Hollins?

'What's it going to be?'

TYRES SCREECH

-You're nicked!

-You're making a massive mistake!

Yeah, that's what they all say.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of possession.

You don't have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you don't mention when questioned something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Are you all right?

Possession with intent to supply, using threatening behaviour, resisting arrest...

In fact, it'd be easier to charge him with something he hasn't done.

Yeah, have a laugh, you've got no idea...

I have an idea that you're going to be spending some time in one of our cells, Mr Suter.

Now sit down there...

while we finish the paperwork.

Are you all right?

Oh, yeah. I've just twisted it, wrestling with laddo, over there.

I'll take a look, if you want.

-Who made this arrest?

-I did.

My office.

-I was just going to...

-Now, Hollins!

I thought she was in Manchester.

Me too. Promoted to DI and back here with us.

Stay there.

Have you any idea what you've just done?

No, not really. Do you mind telling me?

Don't be insubordinate!

I'm not being insubordinate, I'm doing my job.

-What's going on?

-Close the door.

My name's not Suter, it's Richards.

Detective Constable Richards.

DC Richards is an undercover police officer - at least he was.

Until you did your supercop act.

Two years' work down the drain!

It's not my fault. We weren't told.

Eddie Fryer.

Yeah, that's who we've been after.

Two years living with the psychos and lowlifes who work for him.

And you plant your size 12s right in the middle!

This was our last chance of getting him.

We haven't been able to make anything stick before.

Not the suspected murder, the drugs, the Estonian girls.

Every case has collapsed, lack of evidence, witness intimidation...

Yeah, I get that. But why would getting arrested compromise you?

Because it makes me look suss.

It doesn't. We've nicked loads of his runners before.

I think Eddie Fryer is beginning to suss me.

-He thinks I'm a grass.

-But not a cop?

If he thought I was a cop, I wouldn't be here. Or anywhere else.

You put a fellow officer in jeopardy today.

Are you being serious? Why weren't we informed?

What, so Plod could shout it all over town?

I've not heard that one for a while.

I've got higher standards than you seem to think, Detective.

Robbie Hollins.

Well, I never.

How's that?

OK.

OK. And that?

Ah, bit sore.

Looks like a sprain, nothing serious.

Something serious.

He didn't identify himself.

You weren't to know he was undercover.

It's not so much Richards, it's his boss.

Blake?

Yeah. Detective Chief Superintendent James Blake.

So it's his operation, this thing with Fryer?

-It's personal, as well.

-Personal?

Fryer was suspected of murdering George Rhodes.

George Rhodes... The private detective?

Found stabbed to death in the Red Lion car park, four years ago.

Before he was a private detective, he was on the force

and one of Blake's old mates from way back.

But Fryer didn't get done for it?

No, not enough evidence, but it was obvious to anyone who knew

that Fryer had done it, or at least ordered it.

So this is Blake's revenge?

As a serving officer, I would like to say that he was

looking for a legitimate arrest and due cause,

-But I know James Blake.

-And?

Let's just say he likes to square things in his own way.

Hollins could have completely screwed this for us.

He's got a habit of putting his oar in.

You're sure the drugs are there?

I put them there.

It's a one-kilo bag of mephedrone, street value 35 grand.

Came in via ferry to Harwich, and Fryer had me

meet the courier in Peterborough.

The place he normally uses for his stash has been sussed.

That's why they're in his flat.

So do we still do the raid tomorrow?

Now Richards has been arrested by that idiot Hollins,

we do it today, or not at all.

Fryer always sleeps late. With luck, word hasn't reached him.

What about resources?

We use whatever assets we have to hand.

How many officers can you give me?

I've got four on paperwork and I can bring the evening shift in early.

Should give us enough.

Only two of them have got operational experience.

One of those is Hollins.

Driver's used him a few times.

Prepared at your end?

Yeah. Just got to put the word round his mob,

that Fryer's not to be disturbed, give us a clear run.

All right, go to, then.

What is it with you and Hollins?

I was his boss.

Well, I'm his boss now! Anything I should know?

Nothing to worry your pretty head about.

Grass.

-Don't you dare.

-Dare, what?

Don't you dare bring that here.

You betrayed your colleagues.

Because they were on the take!

That's a matter of opinion.

They were taking money from Fryer. That's why they stood trial.

That's not a matter of opinion.

-You stood trial.

-I was exonerated.

-Only because you turned evidence.

-I didn't receive a penny.

It's got nothing to do with me turning evidence.

Maybe you just got lucky.

It was you that was lucky!

Meaning?

You tell me.

Careful.

Why, who's listening?

I am.

Didn't do much good, though, did it?

Scuppered your chances with CID.

Had to scuttle off here to Letherbridge.

You know what?

I quite like it in Letherbridge, sir, and I get seconded to CID.

Only cos Driver has poor taste in her fancy men.

-Don't...

-Don't you get on your high horse with me!

George Rhodes died because of you!

No, George Rhodes died because he got involved with Fryer.

He wasn't a private detective, he only had one client.

And once he crossed him, he was a dead man.

Fryer might have had the weapon,

but as far as I'm concerned,

you killed George Rhodes.

Cheers.

So, your uniform's back in the box, then?

Excuse me, Detective Constable?

Sorry.

Ma'am.

Ma'am.

Any particular reason you didn't identify yourself

to Sergeant Hollins during the arrest?

There were eyes on me.

In Hollins' eyes, there was a deal going down.

I'm a dealer, that's my story!

Even when you're being detained by a fellow officer?

I apologise for not flashing my warrant card,

but carrying one when you're behind the lines isn't a very clever idea.

You should have identified yourself.

I know what keeps me alive.

'Blake?! I thought he'd gone down south?'

He did.

But he's been transferred back here, he's now running Tactical Command.

Rob, he's always had it in for you.

There's nothing I can do.

Rob...

It's all right, it's all in the past.

You can't trust him. He tried to pin evidence on you.

Yeah, I know.

Tell O'Neil what happened.

I can't tell O'Neil that.

It's on your record that you were innocent, but O'Neil...

I'm not exactly her favourite bobby.

OK, imagine what Blake is going to say.

Then imagine what she is going to do with that.

She'll make your life hell.

Get in there first. Tell her everything, tell her the truth,

cos what you're saying IS the truth! Please, Rob?

Yeah. Bye.

So you testified against fellow officers?

I certainly did. They were taking bribes from Eddie Fryer.

But you weren't?

No. They tried to implicate me,

discredit me as a witness,

but I've never taken a bribe in my life.

But you thought Blake was?

I thought that Blake was turning a blind eye.

Isn't that tantamount to the same thing?

Or worse.

Very serious,

to accuse your Commanding Officer of condoning corruption.

Yeah, and don't I know it.

You know Blake's record as an operational commander.

He's just got up from down south, with praise up to his armpits -

commendations, thanks from the Chief Constable.

And you think he's bent?

Let's just say, I think he made some decisions

that don't stand up to scrutiny.

Aye, but they were scrutinised in court

and he was completely exonerated.

I checked.

I thought your record was completely spotless.

It is.

I just wanted you to know exactly how I stood with Blake.

It's certainly provided me with a perspective.

Did you find it easy to face your fellow officers across a courtroom?

No.

I've just had a chat with Hollins.

And what did he have to say?

He filled me in on a few details.

Details of what?

George Rhodes and his fellow officers.

The bribes from Eddie Fryer.

Fryer stitched them up.

That's not the evidence Hollins gave in court.

Maybe Hollins was looking after number one?

And who were you looking after?

We very nearly had Eddie Fryer,

but that case against my officers meant he walked free.

This time, I won't allow that to happen.

This time Eddie Fryer goes down.

Are you with me on that, Detective Inspector?

The bedroom is at the top.

Fryer might be alone, but it's not unusual for him

to have one of his working girls with him.

-Charming(!)

-Never been able to link Fryer with weapons...

but he's known to be violent and there's plenty of anecdotal,

so I'd suggest caution. Boss?

Picking up on that, given that we are hastily assembled,

I want experienced operational officers to go in first.

So that'll be Peters, Dixon,

and I want Hollins to make the arrest on Fryer.

So it'll be forced entry, maximum noise and disruption.

We arrest Fryer

and then we secure the scene for evidence. Any questions?

Right, let's get to it.

So you're happy being the point man?

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

Blake seemed determined that it's you who makes the arrest.

That's OK. What are you saying? I'm too old?

I'm just saying that, operationally, I'd have made a different decision.

With all due respect, boss, it's not your operation.

And I do know how to make an arrest.

Fryer's is a dangerous proposition.

I'm a police officer. That's what I do.

Maybe Blake rates you.

I don't really care what Blake thinks of me.

All thoughts on the job at hand, eh?

Exactly.

Rob? You all right?

Yeah.

Hear you're going after Fryer?

Raid this afternoon and Blake's got me making the arrest.

-You've been in plenty of situations.

-Fryer can be nasty.

He wasn't convicted of the George Rhodes murder, but...

-You've got some good officers going with you?

-Yeah.

-Just be careful, mate.

-Cheers.

MOBILE PHONE CHIMES

MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

Check your kit, guys. Radios on.

OK, we go in hard, we go in fast. Peters'll take the door,

Hollins leads upstairs, followed by Dixon.

-Sir?

-O'Neil, I want you to control the situation outside.

-Sir!

-I'm going in.

This has been a long time coming. I want someone outside with a cool head.

He's in there.

OK, game on.

Hollins, go!

THEY SHOUT

SHE SCREAMS

Do it!

WOMAN SCREAMS AND SOBS

Get her out.

Hello, Blakey.

You spent all that money I gave you yet?

Cuff him... and put some clothes on him.

-Peters, go and help in the living room.

-Sir.

Wasting your time, love.

Really?

I knew you were suss.

Try again!

I think this'll do.

Courts won't touch it.

Undercover plod and a bag of hooky gear?

Mephedrone. And you're connected to it, right up the line.

And you're history if you hang around here.

End up like your mate, George.

Out, you lot.

Downstairs now!

Not you, Hollins.

This is the game-changer.

Your suppliers are willing to turn evidence.

They were arrested this morning, in possession,

and are now facing a very long stretch.

Once we get you for this, the dam'll break wide open.

You've made a lot of enemies,

and the ones inside will be queuing up to spill the beans on you.

Cos when it comes down to it...

..you're nothing,

just another filthy little dealer.

I can still do for you!

Pin this on me and it'll be me spilling,

cos I've got it all in a little book in a safe deposit.

Times, dates, amounts!

Let him go, Hollins.

Take this downstairs.

Sir...

Downstairs!

Keep them back! I want all bystanders...

GLASS SMASHES, CAR ALARM SOUNDS

Yes, ambulance, Fortescue Mews!

What the hell happened up there?

It's OK, Rob. It'll be fine. Don't worry.

You'd better go down.

What the hell happened up there?!

Fryer's in surgery.

And what did they say?

Major internal injuries, head trauma. So what happened?

Fryer went for me, Hollins got in the way.

They struggled and Fryer fell.

Why didn't Hollins fall with him?

Luck?

I had the drugs in my hand. I was walking away.

Then I heard the screams.

So Blake pushed him?

I didn't see.

But you think he pushed him?

I don't know.

Fryer was saying he was going to spill the beans about the bribes.

That's when Blake told me to let him go...

What did you think he was going to do?

He was challenging Fryer.

And Fryer ran at him?

I don't... No, that had already happened.

That's why I had hold of him.

After I let him go, he just...stood there.

-Until after you walked away?

-Yes.

I don't really know. He said it'd be all right.

-Who?

-Blake. Then after it was over,

he said, "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

So you're saying Hollins is culpable?

Not in so many words.

But you're saying that it happened during the struggle, that Hollins pushed him?

What I'm saying is that Hollins...

PHONE RINGS

O'Neil.

OK.

Fryer's dead.

Well, that doesn't bode well for Hollins, does it?

What do you mean?

You have to admit, it does escalate the circumstances.

Sounds more like you're apportioning blame.

I beg your pardon, Detective Inspector?!

You said Hollins stepped in to defend you.

But you're also suggesting that Hollins is to blame for,

what is it now, a death?!

Protecting your officers can be a very tricky business.

You should know.

Don't you dare take that tone of voice with me!

Don't patronise me!

This is my officer and I want to know what happened.

You don't have to be afraid because he's Driver's pet.

Oh, I'm not afraid of Driver.

IF Hollins is culpable, I will be the last one to defend him.

But I will not make a decision until I've established the facts.

Who says they're yours to establish?

He's saying what?

He's saying you used excessive force,

you pushed Fryer off the balcony.

I wasn't anywhere near him!

I wasn't even in the room, I was heading down the stairs!

Blake's setting me up.

He isn't saying you deliberately pushed Fryer.

He doesn't have to. It's excessive force. It's negligence.

That's enough to get rid of me.

Obviously he's set this up, it must have been him.

You're saying Blake pushed Fryer?!

I don't know. I didn't see.

Then it's your word against his.

He says you struggled with Fryer, you're saying it was him.

There wasn't any struggle.

-You said there was.

-No, that was before, when I had hold of Fryer.

When I was heading out of the room, Blake was standing opposite Fryer.

Next thing, I heard screams.

Fryer had gone and there was just Blake and Richards.

So Richards must have seen what happened.

Why did you do it?

Do you think a court would convict him?

We had all the stuff. You said it would be enough.

I thought we had enough evidence to convict him

of the killing of George Rhodes.

You pushed him.

-He fell.

-You pushed him!

He fell! He struggled with Hollins and he fell.

Why are you doing this to Hollins?

Because he's a grass, remember.

So what are you going to say?

What do you mean?

Are you going to be sensible and agree with your senior officer,

or are you going to throw your life away and side with Hollins?

You can't do this to me.

You're doing it to yourself.

All that extra money comes at a price - that price is keeping shtoom.

It gets higher if you don't keep shtoom and put your word against mine.

Do you understand, DC Richards?

-Out.

-That is no way to speak to my officer!

Out!

-I spoke with Hollins.

-And?

-It wasn't him that pushed Fryer.

-He's lying.

-I believe him.

-Nobody else will.

A judge and a jury might. They did before.

-Nobody saw it.

-DC Richards?

He will corroborate my version of events.

Really?

Because I think I can get him to say what he really saw.

Especially if I whisper into his shell-like,

"I know you're bent, and I can prove it

"and if you don't spill on Blake,

"you'll be the one doing a seven-year stretch

"and pleading with the governor for solitary."

Well, aren't you the bitch!

Coming from you, that's a compliment.

Now, it's easy from here.

I get credit into the investigation into Fryer

and a recommendation that the next DCI promoted in this force is me.

In return, I'll tell Hollins to keep quiet,

we report Fryer's death as accidental

and you politely keep your distance

until it's time for you to toddle off and spend more time in your garden.

Make a decision.

Blake's saying that I'm trying to fit him up?

He's saying they'll never believe your version.

Remember you testified against him once before

-and he got away scot-free.

-Yeah, I know that.

They'll be less inclined to believe you a second time.

And remember you never actually saw Blake push Fryer.

What about DC Richards? What's he saying?

DC Richards will side with Blake.

And together, it'll be enough to see you off the Force.

But I'm not going to let that happen.

What is going to happen is that Blake will testify

that Fryer went berserk and his death was accidental.

Both he and Richards have agreed to do this

-and that is what they will say in any investigation or report.

-But...

Blake and Richards bring discredit to the force,

but they will never be convicted.

Blake has power and he could have ruined you.

I risked my own neck and prevented that.

Thank you.

I don't want your gratitude.

If you want me to keep Blake in his box

and not have him destroy your life,

I want best behaviour and I want service.

Any problems with Driver, you take my side.

Any operational decisions, you take my side.

You will follow my orders explicitly and without question

and you will back me in every situation without fail.

This is going to be my nick

and you are going to help me make that happen.

And if you do not, I will feed you to the wolves.

So what's it going to be, Hollins?

What's it going to be?

'So what's it going to be, Hollins?

'What's it going to be?'

-What are you playing at?

-You've made me look ridiculous.

Most days he doesn't seem to know who I am.

I've come across his main carer before.

There's just something I do not like about him.

If I'd thought somebody had called him that, I'd have their job.

Hasn't he been robbed of his dignity enough?

I'm not a charity case!

I don't need your help! Back off and let me do my job!

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