Drama series. UCOS reinvestigate the murder of an unidentified male found in a west London alleyway seven years ago when the victim is named on a website.
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There's going to be more You're being paranoid.
Just because we're paranoid, doesn't- This is not about football,
have to make further substantial savings.
They mean cuts. I think efficiencies is the favoured term of the moment.
Nothing to do with us.
Gerry and Brian seem to think that UCOS is in the firing line. I doubt it.
Well, it is possible. Oh, anything's possible, Gerry.
There should be a call for direct action, the withdrawal of labour. Police officers can't strike, Brian.
Well, we're not officially police officers.
Exactly. We've got to decide what to do. I've got an idea.
Why don't we stop worrying about things that might never happen and just get on with our job?
# It's all right, it's OK
# Doesn't really matter if you're old and grey
# It's all right, 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, it's OK
# We're getting to the end of the day. #
March 5th, 2004, 6.10pm
A body was found in a west London alleyway.
The death was caused by a blunt force trauma
to the head, consistent with a fight and a fall.
The victim was a white male,
aged between 20 to 30 years.
And that's pretty much as far as they got.
Am I boring you, Brian?
Sorry, no, not at all, I'm just a bit tired.
No ID, no wallet.
That sounds like a robbery to me.
Yeah, except he was still wearing a fairly expensive watch.
They checked missing persons?
They couldn't find a match and no-one came forward to identify- the victim.
However, more recently it's featured as one of 70 or so
cases on a website called "Not ever..."
Not ever forgotten? Yes. Do you know it?
Yeah, it's part of a global network.
They harness the power of the internet to help solve
unexplained disappearances, unsolved cases.
That's all you need, a bunch of amateurs playing detective.
So what exactly did we get from this website?
According to one of its users, our victim is called Christopher Collins.
So, if they're right, we've got a name.
I love true crime, I always take a pile of books on holiday with me.
It's fascinating what people do but horrible as well.
Well, we know what people do. Yes, of course, you must see some things.
How long did Collins work here, Mrs Carlisle?
About six months.
The exact dates are down there.
The last day we saw him was the March 5th.
That was the day he died. And what exactly did he do here?
He was a mechanic, I didn't see much of him.
I work in the office, I don't spend- much time in the garage.
Too much testosterone?
Yes, and the calendars on every wall.
Is there anybody who would have known him better than you? You should speak to my husband.
John owns this place. Ah... Do you want to come with me?
Certainly knew his way around an engine, I do remember that.
So you must have been sad to see him- go then.
A mechanic has a transferable skill, they can usually find work if they want to move on.
And did Collins ever give any indication that he was going to move on?
I don't think so.
Did he ever mention if he had any problems or he was worried about anything?
I don't mean to sound harsh but I run a business here, not a counselling service.
What about before he came here, have you any idea where he lived or where he worked?
I really can't tell you.
You didn't ask for references?
I asked him to strip a gear box down and then put it back together again.
That's all I needed to know. Fair enough.
The problem is we need to find a member of his family
so at least they can claim the body.
What happened to his body?
Victims who aren't identified simply end up in a local unmarked grave.
So anything else you can tell us would be helpful.
Well, you ought to talk to one of our mechanics, Jason.
Jason Hibbert. He was here when Collins was so he probably knew him best.
Where can we find him?
Well, he's, er, he's picking up an S class in Maidenhead at the moment.
Be back this afternoon.
Who found the body?
Who found the body?
Oh, yeah, yeah, sorry.
Er, an Alice West.
She worked at a hotel called the Maybrooke...
.. That backed on to the alley where he was found.
What is it, Brian, too many late nights?
I'm just not sleeping properly, it's driving me mad.
I keep moving around and waking her up.
Take a pill?
No, I'm not taking any more drugs, I need to stay sharp.
Anyway, you never know what the side effects might be.
I usually find that a glass of hot milk works for me,
but you need to put a little honey in it.
Or a handful of sesame and sunflower seeds. That always helps.
Any more suggestions?
See, what does that even mean?
Straight out of the tumble dryer.
Or you can bung a few things in themicrowave for a couple of minutes.
And what do you do with the warm clothes?
Just put them all over you, sort of snuggle up.
Well, I don't know why but it seems to work for me.
Now we've dealt with Brian's insomnia can we move on?
Well, we know Collins wasn't staying at the hotel, the original team checked that.
We've got a list of the guests here- and his name's definitely not on it.
Did Alice West see anybody else at the scene of the crime?
No, but she saw a car parked in the alley.
He was still breathing so she went in to phone for an ambulance.
When she came back again, car was gone.
She didn't get a good look at the driver and even her description
of the vehicle was vague, so not good enough to trace it.
And nobody else came forward with any information.
Why don't you and Brian go to the hotel and see
if this Alice West's still working there?
I only went outside to have a quick fag. I don't do that any more, I've given up now.
Good for you.
Wish it wasn't me who found him.
I weren't even on a break, I was waiting for a guy in the restaurant
to leave his table so I could reset it, kept ordering more coffee.
He was sat over there. He must have had five cups.
I just thought I'd have a couple of puffs, get back but I didn't
even get to light it because
as soon as I got outside that's when I saw...
I didn't know that were his name, not until you just told me.
I knew he were hurt though.
He had blood coming from his nose and he were making this noise,
a horrible noise, like a wounded animal.
So I ran inside, told Maureen, to call an ambulance
and then I went back outside again.
I were only gone a minute but...
He weren't making any noise any more,
just lying there.
Perhaps you could show us where exactly.
It's just this way. Sorry about the bags.
He was over here, lying on his back,
his head sort of twisted you know, looking over in this direction.
I could see right into his eyes,
as if he was pleading, help me, help me, it were...
I really don't want to think about it.
What about the car you saw?
That was parked up against the wall,- by the end there.
And you were stood there? Yeah.
And you say you didn't get a good look at the driver? No, at least maybe...
I don't know.
I know I don't remember what they looked like though.
OK. Let's get back to the car. You told the first detectives it was probably blue.
Dark blue or maybe black.
Like I said at the time, it could have been an estate
or one of those off road thingy's.I don't really know much about cars.
The truth is I weren't reallylooking at the car or who was in it.
I were looking at him.
Detective Superintendent Pullman and Gerry Standing.
I'll leave you to it, OK?
That's fine. Thank you. Thank you.
We'd like to talk to you about Christopher Collins.
Yeah, John explained. I suppose you know about my record.
Yeah, one conviction for assault.
15 years ago. And the boss knows about it too. No, that's not what we're here to talk about.
But he said that you knew Collins best.
I suppose that's true, I wouldn't say we were that close though.
What about outside of work?
We had the odd drink, I went to his flat a few times.
Sounds like you saw a lot of each other.
Off and on really.
The problem was I was married and he definitely wasn't, if you know what I mean.
What, he was gay? Far from it.
Oh, he liked the ladies?
And they liked him too. He looked the part and he was a nice guy.
Anyone in particular? No, I don't think so.
I think that was the point really. Did he live with anyone?
No, all on his own in a council place.
Nice though. Three bedrooms, balcony.
What about at work, did you notice him having any problems?
No, nothing like that. The boss is a decent guy and everyone just gets- on with the job.
Yeah, but what about when he disappeared,
didn't you think it was odd that he just dropped out of sight?
I suppose I should have at the time- but I didn't really...
He gave me the impression he had other things going on.
What sort of other things?
He never said, and I never pushed him.
When he left I just figured that whatever it was had come in.
Something back in Basingstoke probably.
That's where he came from, at least- I think that's what he told me.
Of course, if there's anything else- we can do...
John, I've got Mark Tanner on the phone.
I'm sorry, I've got to take this. Thanks for all your help, Mr Carlisle.
Well, I've got three ex wives, I can't imagine working with any of them.
Maybe that's where you went wrong, Gerry. Yeah, maybe.
So Collins worked here for six months
and nobody seems to know anything about him.
We do know one thing though, we know he was lucky.
How do you work that out?
How else does a single man get a three bedroom council flat?
I can't find any trace of Collins in Basingstoke. Me neither.
Not where he worked, where he lived.- Nothing.
What about bank details? His wages were paid into a local branch in Slough.
The account was only opened six months before he died.
About the same time he started at the garage? Looks like it.
It's like he just appeared one day out of nowhere.
Sounds like he's hiding from somebody.
Except then you throw in the three bedroom council flat,
which he couldn't have got without help.
It sounds more like somebody was hiding him.
I'll make some calls in the morning- to confirm it.
What would you do if they do close us down?
They've got to make cuts somewhere.- They might treat us as an easy target.
With our track record. They wouldn't dare.
It doesn't matter to me but you might find yourself in a very awkward situation.
What would you do? I haven't thought about it, Jack.
It's about time you did.
They could shove you into the nearest vacancy.
You could end up anywhere. Talk to Strickland.
Put a few feelers out.
See if there's anything you haven't been told.
Oh, I'm sure there's nothing in it.- They'd tell you all if there was.
Oh, don't be naive, we'd be the last people to find out.
Well, worrying about UCOS isn't going to help you with getting to sleep.
I wish you'd at least consider my suggestion.
I have considered it.
Mary Blyth hasn't had a single cigarette since she finished
her course with him, he comes very highly recommended.
Go on, he's a quack.
This guy does not do a stage show.
He's a highly qualified therapist.
I bet he sells snake oil at weekends
Well, we've got to do something. We can't go on like this.
Yeah, I'm working on it.
You've already tried the hot milk.
No, the honey's the important bit.
The natural sugars stimulate serotonin and induce a calm and peaceful state.
Are you thinking about feeding the birds as well?
These are sesame and sunflower seeds
They're both excellent sources of magnesium which has proved to
be a muscle relaxant.
And you're calling him a quack.
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What are you do...
What on earth are you doing?
Oh, It was Gerry's idea.
Yes. Of course it was.
I'm making you an appointment.
Who the hell is Thomas Barton?
The real name of our victim. We were right, he was being hidden.
He was in the witness protection program. Uh!
And nobody noticed he'd gone missing?
Apparently not. Who was he giving evidence against?
A gang of six, led by Derek Robinson
Was that 2003... He got a 25 year stretch for drug smuggling.
Yeah, it took a nine month sting to even put him
in the same place as the coke.
He had a team at Felixstowe docks to get stuff through customs.
And that's where Barton he worked as the mechanic down there, servicing the machinery.
And was he in Robinson's operation?
Well, not according to the report.
He was just an ordinary guy who decided to do the right thing.
And look where that got him.
As I made clear on the phone, this all happened well before my time here.
The witness protection unit is now a well oiled machine.
We understand you didn't have any contact with Barton.
We'd like to speak to his handler.
That's not possible, I'm afraid. Barton was dealt with by a DS called Andrew Hughes
but Hughes no longer works for us.
So what can you tell us then?
Whatever's in his file.
Just tell me where you'd like to start.
As a protected witness, Barton should have been flagged. I agree...
If the investigation had known his identity they might have made progress.
I can appreciate... So why wasn't he flagged?
I'm sure you can understand anything connected with this office is a delicate matter.
It's a murder investigation, DI Hornby.
Delicate doesn't come in to it.
From what I can gather, there was a period in late 2003
when concerns were raised about information integrity.
Information integrity? What the hell is that?
I think he's trying to tell us that they had a leak. Uh.
Well, according to this,the jury had to be sent out of court
because Robinson started singing in the dock.
Singing? Yeah, while Barton was giving evidence against him,
Robinson burst in to a well known Vera Lynn classic.
Don't tell me. We'll Meet Again? Yeah.
It's all right, Gerry. I get the picture.
Things have tightened up considerably since then.
A horse and a stable door... What made the department think there was a leak?
To my predecessor's shame the identities of witnesses
from various cases were compromised.
Sounds more probable than possible to me.
These people are meant to be protected.
They risk their lives by giving evidence
and then you don't even notice when one of them disappears!
Barton slipped through a crack - it's regrettable but I wasn't personally involved.
Yes, you've made that crystal clear.
I do know however that there was a full investigation and nothing was ever proven.
So how far did this investigation get?
Each member of our staff was assessed, our systems were overhauled,
every facet of our operation was dissected.
I can assure you that it was a very thorough job.
He wouldn't know a thorough job if it bit him on the bum.
Yeah, but if there was a leak it would explain how Barton was found.
Is it possible that Hughes could be the source?
If they'd had any evidence they'd of charged him.
Even if he wasn't, he might be able to tell us what was actually going on.
Like if Barton was having problems.- I mean if he knew someone had found him,
he might have gone to Hughes for help.
Well, of course we do know who'd have been looking for him.
I'm not here to mess around, Mr Robinson.
When I started out that's all female- coppers were there for.
That and to make the tea.
How times have changed.
Well, not for the better.
Back then we all knew where we stood.
Tell us about Thomas Barton.
That name does sound familiar.
If you don't want to answer then I'll just have to assume you were involved in his murder.
I'll take that as yes, then.
We're leaving. No, don't go.
I mean we haven't got to know each other properly yet.
I enjoy a bit of company,
especially when it's wearing a skirt.
I don't get out as much as I'd like.
Should be used to that by now. You never get used to it.
My kids are growing up,
my wife is getting old.
My whole life is passing me by.
Rumour is you're still running your own business.
Yeah, well you don't want to believe everything you hear. What about what we read?
I'm going to need a bit more than that to go on.
I had a look at the case files and I particularly enjoyed
the description of you serenading Barton in the witness box.
I've got quite a voice when I get warmed up.
Mostly the classics, you know, Sinatra, Bacharach,
a little bit of Matt Monro.
Course you had to be there to get the full effect.
I think we got the gist of it.
Look, you wanted Barton dead for what he did
and you were going to make sure you found him again.
Yeah, it turns out that that was actually his real name.
He was relocated as part of the witness protection scheme.
Did he ever seem nervous to any of you?
Like he was worried about something?
Did I say something funny?
No, it's just he really wasn't the nervous type, that's all.
I mean the guy had front, you know,- whatever he was doing.
Did anyone ever come here looking for him?
No, no, nothing like that.
Ah, well, it wasn't that exactly, it's, it's probably nothing.
Why don't you tell us anyway?
Well, he did ask about a client he'd seen in the office once, wanted to know the guy's name.
And who was this client?
I can't remember. Anyway after I had told him...
Collins, Barton, sorry getting confused.
Uh... Well, he seemed OK again.
But you think he mistook the client for someone else?
Well, that's what it seemed like, yeah.
You still pull all the strings, Mr Robinson,
and even banged up in here you've got a long reach.
Well, that's very sweet
but I think you're giving me a little too much credit.
But you don't deny you wanted Barton dead?
There wouldn't be much point in that now would there?
Oh, well we must have got it wrong.
You're actually a reformed character.
I've seen the error of my ways, I've repented, made peace with the world.
You think you've got away with it but you are so wrong.
Don't tell me what I think.
In here I'm told when to eat, when to sleep and when to crap.
But the one thing nobody can tell me is what I think.
Yeah, yeah, I think I wanted Barton dead.
But, then, I think we don't always get what we want, do we, Detective Superintendent?
Not always but every now and then.
I wasn't the only one that Barton put away.
If that's an accusation you have to be more specific.
That's not an accusation, that's just a fact.
You know Barton's evidence put six men inside.
Only one of them was out of prisonwhen he was killed, Anthony Walters.
He was one of the drivers on Robinson's crew.
Now he only served 18 months.
Sorry lads, not tonight.
Your name Anthony Walters?
It doesn't matter who gave you my name, I can't let you in.
Not even with this?
Two minutes, Al.
You're wasting your time, I've got nothing to say about Barton.
Not even a bad word or two?
After all it was his evidence that put you inside.
That was a long time ago, I moved down here to put it behind me.
I've got a new life. Yeah, I can see that.
It must have been tough getting your SIA licence with a serious conviction on your record.
You do have your SIA licence don't you, Anthony?
I've got a little boy now, I'm trying to earn a living here.
We'll take that as a "no", shall we?
The bad news is that working the doors without a licence is illegal,
the good news is thatit's not really our area of interest.
Unless, of course, we decide to become interested.
I'm not surprised someone killed Barton, there was a long list of people that wanted him dead.
From what we hear, you were pretty near the top of that list.
I wasn't on it at all. I never saw him again after the trial.
But you must have been angry. Why?
I could've got off, I chose not to.- How do you mean?
You were offered a deal to testify?
You lot were desperate to put Robinson away, that's all that mattered.
I was told to think about it, I For a minute...
If you'd said "yes", you could have avoided going inside.
I did 18 months.
If I'd given evidence against Robinson it would be like doing a life sentence.
Every night I'd be checking the locks, looking over my shoulder.
I didn't want to live like that so I kept my mouth shut.
Unlike Barton. That was his choice.
Hughes left his jobat Witness Protection in April 2004,
that's a month after Barton was killed. Where did he go?
He's dropped through the grid, there's no record of him getting another job.
The address they gave me was years out of date but I tracked him down through the electoral role.
I'll get my bag.
Is now a good time, Sandra?
We were just leaving. I'll come back.
No, it's all right. Come in to my office. OK.
I'll wait, then.
I know it sounds ridiculous but I thought I'd ask anyway.
Does sound ridiculous, doesn't it?
Not entirely, I'm afraid.
You mean UCOS is under threat? Everything's under threat.
Half the force spends more time looking for savings than it does criminals.
The other half is worried about being forced into early retirement.
I think Spain will become so popular they'll have to rename it Costa del Cop.
I'll try to remember and avoid that.
Some units might disappear, others will just have to cut their cloth according to what's available.
You mean lose personnel? Possibly.
If that's judged to be the best use of resources. I'd find that totally unacceptable.
This is a macro issue Sandra, not a micro one.
I hate to admit it but this goes far higher than me, higher than the person above me.
Can't you find out if we're being talked about?
I'll twist some arms, see what I can pick up.
He's certainly done all right for himself.
Especially for a man with no visible means of support. Yeah.
Excuse me. Can I help you?
Andrew Hughes? Yeah.
Are you sure I can't get you anything? Coffee, tea, soft drink?
No, I'm fine. No, not for me, thanks.
Do you like it?
Well, to be quite honest, I don't really know.
I suppose that makes it thought provoking at least.
What do you think?
I think it looks expensive.
Oh, it was. One of those things I just had to have.
Just like this house I suppose and all those cars outside.
I thought you wanted to talk to me about Thomas Barton. We do. Barton's dead.
I didn't know. What happened? He was murdered by somebody he gave evidence against.
The question is, how did they find him?
And that information would be worth- an awful lot of money.
You think I was paid for information? You think that's where- all this comes from?
You don't work, Mr Hughes, as far as we can tell. So that's one possibility, yeah.
What am I looking at?
The other possibility.
My wife, Vicky.
Woah. This is really nice.
Vicky is a Riley, as in Riley's Auction House.
She runs it now that her father's retired.
And you just stay at home? Well, I look after the kids.
It's not that unusual.
Take us back to witness protection, Mr Hughes. Thank you.
I did my job, I did everything I could.
But you didn't notice that Barton was missing.
We couldn't baby-sit people 24/7 - there wasn't the resources.
It's not like in the movies, there's no big house or armed guards.
But we heard there was a suspected leak.
There's always a suspected leak, it's the kind of place it is.
What, security conscious?
I'm sure that can be a useful quality in this line of work
but in this instance it went too far. There was never any leak.
People just got careless.
Some people can leave their old lives behind and others can't.
The isolation gets to them, so they- try to make contact with someone.
An old friend or member of the family and once that happens, all bets are off.
Yeah, but we know that Barton didn't have any close family.
That's not strictly true, he had a half brother,
living in Canada, I think.
No, with Barton it wouldn't have been a person he missed,
more a way of life.
What as a mechanic at the docks?
As a criminal.
What do you mean?
I don't understand, we were led to believe he wasn't involved.
Oh, he was involved.
Why isn't it mentioned in the files?
Because it's against CPS policy to do a deal that involves no jail time.
And Barton wouldn't have talked if it meant spending one night inside.
I'm not saying he was top of the food chain but he was halfway up.
He was climbing and ambitious. Just look at his relationship with Robinson's daughter.
Caroline, the apple of her father's eye.
They were an item.
There was a rumour that they were going to get married.
He would have ended up criminal royalty.
Instead of working in a garage in Slough.
That's certainly not the life he would have wanted.
Maybe this is what I should do. What?
If UCOS gets cut, you know?
You mean find a rich woman to keep you in a style to which you are not accustomed?
What's so funny about that?
Nothing, Gerry. You're a real catch.- Now get in.
You know, I'm sure it's just a phase,
I'll be through it any time now.
I'm already feeling a bit tired, now I think about it.
Either you go through that door oryou're sleeping on the sofa tonight.
I'll slip a disc if I sleep on that sofa.
Well, it's your choice.
This way please.
Before we start, I want to make one thing very clear.
Whatever happens, I'm not shutting me eyes.
Hypnotherapy comes in many different guises Mr Lane,
what I'd like to do first - is get you to relax.
That's easier said than done.
Well, let's give it a try anyway.
How did you come here today?
What's that got to do with anything?
I'm just making conversation.
I came on a bus, but, unusually, it was an orange bus,
I'd never seen one before.
An orange bus? That's right.
But I don't want you to think about that, that's not important.
We could start with breathing exercises.
Me breathing's fine. I'm sure it is,
but if you could just follow me. So...
inhale and exhale,
inhale and exhale...
And as you exhale, the muscles in your chest relax.
And what we're going to do is hitch a ride on that natural moment of relaxation.
Inhale and exhale...
What are you thinking about?
What's going through your mind?
Well, if you must know, it's that bloody orange bus.
And that's because I told you not to.
Can't get it out me head.
It's the same principle when you're trying to sleep.
You're telling yourself to do something
and that has the knock on effect of it becoming the last thing you can actually do.
So, inhale and exhale.
Inhale and exhale...
I spoke to my father, I wondered how long it would take you.
Detective Superintendent Pullman, this is Gerry Standing.
One thing he taught me was to recognise a copper.
What else did he teach you?
Not to speak to them either.
But I decided to ignore that lesson.
We understand that you were close to Thomas Barton.
If I'd have married Tommie, I'd have made my bed.
I know I had a lucky escape.
Well, it must have made you really angry.
I mean, the man you were in love with betraying your father?
My father understood the game, he'd played it his whole life.
And I didn't love Tommie, it wouldn't have lasted.
I always knew Tommie was selfish, everything was always about him, about what he wanted.
And he had the charm to get away with that... For a while at least.
When did you last see him?
About a couple of hours before my father was arrested.
Tommie knew exactly what was about to happen,
but he asked me where I'd like to have dinner,
he didn't even miss a beat.
And you've never had any contact since?
No, of course not.
I certainly didn't go looking for him and he never came looking for me.
Would you have told your father if he had?
You mean, would I have asked my father to kill him? If you like.
You want to know if I was angry.
Well, the truth is I wasn't. I didn't care enough about Tommie to be angry.
Does that answer your question?
Orange buses and explaining how to get air into my own lungs.
I might as well have taken the money and flushed it down the toilet.
I thought he seemed very good. Good?!
He's Mickey Mouse.
I've a good mind to report him for violation of the Trade Descriptions Act.
You've got to give him a chance, three sessions he said.
Mary had at least six.
When have you booked your next session?
You did book your next session, didn't you, Brian?
Bright and early, Brian. I've had my first good night's sleep in a month.
Glad to hear it.
Was it the warm clothes? It was not.
I'm going through all the prison visitors Robinson's had before Barton was killed, right.
It's the same old friends, family associates,
but none of them stand out at all.
Down here, I found a name we do know, Anthony Walters.
Walters visited Robinson in prison?
He wouldn't be that stupid.
He visited another bloke in the same nick so he could get a message to Robinson.
To let him know he'd seen Barton.
You told me you'd leave me alone. We had a deal.
I don't make deals, Mr Walters, but if I ever made an exception,
it'd be based on you telling the truth.
Which so far you haven't managed to do, so why don't you tell us about your prison visit?
I didn't see Robinson. Maybe not but you saw someone on his wing.
Look, all I've ever tried to do is keep my nose clean.
If that's the truth, you've got nothing to worry about, have you?
Even if it's not, you're still better off talking to us.
Barton came to see me.
I didn't look for him, he just turned up, like nothing had ever happened.
What did he want? He wanted me to get back into the drugs game.
He told me he was setting up a was working on getting a supplier board. He was ready to go. on deal,
I said no, of course I did.
I wasn't interested, not now and not then.
And I warned him that there'd be trouble if he got involved again.
But you gave the information to Robinson?
I didn't want anything to do with either of them.
Not Barton or Robinson.
But if somebody found out I'd seen Barton and not said anything...
Robinson would've come after you.
Finally, the penny's dropped.
I wouldn't try and be too clever, Mr Walters.
If Robinson arranged Barton's murder using information you gave him,
you could be charged as an accessory. No, no way. That's not possible.
But you told Robinson where he could find Barton.
No I didn't, I didn't know.
When I said I wasn't interested, he disappeared again.
He didn't tell me how to contact him - I didn't ask.
Anyway, Robinson wouldn't have needed me.
What do you mean?
If Barton was getting back in the drugs game,
Robinson wouldn't have to look very far, would he?
< If you wouldn't mind, John.
Yeah, it's an ongoing murder investigation. Yeah, I'll hold. Thanks.
Robinson had a network of contacts which involved people flying around Europe for meetings.
They used to get together in hotels, just like ordinary businessmen and one of the hotels...
Was the Maybrooke. Yeah. So we'll have to go back over the people staying there.
I'm already on it. Yeah, fire ahead.
Yeah, got him, great. Yeah, and where is that?
Hey, John, thanks for that, mate. I really appreciate it.
Cheers, take care.
That was an old pal of mine from the Drug Squad,
I gave him the hotel guest list and asked if anybody stood out...
Henrik De Groot.
He works for one of the major players in the Amsterdam drug scene.
Chances are the same people that Robinson has been dealing with for years.
So all Robinson had to do was put the word out and get them to play along.
And De Groot's boss agrees to sell to Barton and sets up a meeting at the Maybrooke.
But really, De Groot's there tokill him, on the orders of Robinson.
So he waits in the car outside and when your man shows up, no more Barton.
Well, Alice West saw somebody in the car.
Not well enough to describe him, though.
Well, maybe De Groot's face will jog her memory.
Alice, we want you to look at these photographs very carefully.
Take your time, Alice, there's no rush.
This one, I recognise him.
Are you absolutely sure?
Yeah, a hundred percent.
Alice, was this the man in the car?- The car?
No, he was in here, in the restaurant.
He was the man ordering coffee in the restaurant.
So he was definitely in the restaurant when you went out- and found the body?
Yeah, he was over there. That's what I'm saying.
Is there any way he could have nipped out and then come back in again?
No, not without me seeing. He wasthere the whole time. Just drinking.
Well, thanks anyway.
Did I say something wrong?
No, not at all. Just not what we were expecting.
You thought he was in the car! Well, we thought it was possible.
I'm sorry, I've tried to remember the driver, I really have.
Yes, yes, we know you have.
It's probably in there somewhere, I just can't get it out.
I'm desperate for a cigarette, just a couple of puffs, you know.
So I go outside. Are you outside now?
I leave the door open so I can get back in.
And what do you do next?
I take out a fag and go to light it.
With a lighter or matches? A lighter.
But then I see a man lying on the ground.
I don't want you to look at the man, Alice, I want you to look around alley. What else can you see?
I can see a car.
Is there anyone inside the car?
Yeah, in the driver's seat.
But I can't see them very well.
OK, let's look at the car itself again. What colour is it?
It's blue, a dark blue.
Now I want you to look back at the driver. Is it a man or a woman?
I think it's a man.I can't really tell, but I think so.
Can you see this man's face?
No, I can't see it. It's just...
I... No, I can't see it.
It was worth a try, at least.
And what about the number plate on the car, Alice? Can you see that?
Alice? Can you see the number plate?
I think so. Yes, yes, I can.
Please read the number out.
Forget about a description of the driver -
she read out the whole number plate
as if it was right there in front of her.
That's fantastic. Yeah, I've got to- admit, I was sceptical.
I should hang onto that thought if I was you.
Why, what's the problem?
The vehicle is registered to a Dennis Craven.
He's got no form. He's a maths teacher at a comprehensive school near Staines.
A maths teacher?
Well, that's the end of that, then.
I knew all that stuff was mumbo jumbo.
Hello, UCOS. Yeah, speaking.
It is possible that Alice West got it wrong about the number plate.
Or she got it right but the car had- nothing to do with Barton's death.
Well, thanks very much for calling. Yeah, goodbye.
That was the local council about where Barton's body's buried. Oh, yeah?
Seems we're not the only onesinterested. They had a call from a woman claiming to be his mother.
His mother's dead. Maybe Caroline Robinson cared more about him than she said.
Excuse me. Can I have a word?
Dennis Craven's house is number 49... Here.
So is it still working? What?
Hypnosis. Oh, yeah, brilliant.
Mind you, it's not really hypnosis,- is it?
It's more just the power of suggestion.
It definitely worked for me, even if it didn't for Alice West.
Maybe it did. What?
Take a look at this.
The car was serviced at Carlisle's garage.
And it was in for its service on the very day Barton was killed.
We've got the paperwork to prove it.
Can't be a coincidence - the odds on that are astronomical.
And anyway, De Groot was inside the hotel when Barton was attacked.
So maybe we've been sidetracked by this whole Robinson scenario.
Hiya. We've assumed that he was killed because of what he did as Thomas Barton.
Maybe he was killed because of what he did as Christopher Collins.
What's going on? The car outside the- hotel was from Carlisle's garage.
We've probably been looking in completely the wrong place.
I've got something that might support that theory.
A woman left flowers at Barton's grave.
Do you know who it was? No, I haven't got a name,
but from the description, it was not Caroline Robinson.
Can we come in, please, Mrs Carlisle?
My husband's not here, he's at work. Yeah, we know.
Look, I just worked with Collins, or Barton,
or whatever his name was - that's all.
And not even for very long. So you didn't know him well?
That's what I just said.
Yeah, and that's why I'm wondering why you put flowers on his grave.
I just...thought someone should, that's all.
I just thought someone should do something.
Do you know what a log file is? No.
It's a record of activities on a website.
You first visited the Not Ever Forgotten website about six months ago.
You looked at the page with Barton's photograph on it on 32 occasions.
Why didn't you come forward earlier?
I don't know, I guess... I guess I wasn't sure.
No, no, I think you waited because you were hiding something.
I had nothing to do with his death.
That's not what we're saying. If you were involved, you wouldn't have come forward at all.
You were worried we'd find out that- you and Barton had had an affair.
You can't tell John.
You can't tell him.
I'm telling you, Brian, we were on our way out,
she calls him into her office and shuts the door on me.
And it was just her and Strickland?
Yeah, doesn't look good, does it?
Nah. Well, I shall go freelance, Gerry. Freelance?
Yeah, you know, that website, Not Ever Forgotten -
they've got hundreds of open cases spread all over the world.
They could really use somebody with my experience.
Well, you're going to have to do something.
Don't worry - if UCOS closes, I'll not be going back on the booze.
I wasn't thinking about that. I was thinking about Esther.
She's not going to put up with you around the house all day, every day, is she?
Oh, here we go.
So, that's 45 to the gallon around town,
so on the open road you can probably account for...
Uh, be back in a minute.
Can this wait? Not really. She's been here for the third time, and I think she's about to bite.
Someone else'll have to reel her in.
And it won't be him either.
I-I met John when I was 18. Three months later, we were married.
My parents wouldn't come - they didn't approve.
It was the age difference - he was 31.
It didn't matter to me.
I loved him.
And I've never...regretted it,
it's just he likes to be...
No, no, not that, just... always together.
It can feel a little suffocating sometimes.
Chris wasn't like that. By Chris you mean Thomas Barton?
He was Chris to me, and he was different, that was all.
I was flattered, and I was stupid.
It was a crazy thing to do. But it happened, it just happened.
I understand. Do you?
Because I don't, not really.
I knew it was a mistake straightaway.
It didn't last long, just a couple of weeks.
I told him I couldn't do it.
It wasn't worth it, it wasn't worth- risking everything I had,
everything I've got, for a fling.
Where did you go on the night he was killed?
How do you know I went anywhere?
Just answer the question, please, Lisa.
I...wanted some time on my own, I went to my mother's.
She lives near Dartmouth, in Devon.
Did you drive? Yes.
You took your car?
We only have one car.
What difference does that make?
Who else knew about you and Barton,- apart from your husband?
John didn't know.
John didn't know.
Your wife went to Devon, she drove there in your car,
and that's why you had to take one that was in for a service.
There are people in and out all the time.
Anyone could have had access to that vehicle.
That's probably true.
Anyone could have a motive,
but you're the only one whose wife was having an affair with Thomas Barton.
No, no way.
That never happened.
I don't believe you.
I could say the same thing. We know about the relationship. She confirmed it.
She told you that? Yes, she did.
She didn't think that you knew, but you did, didn't you?
Of course I didn't.
You had to - that's why you went to the Maybrooke.
Maybe you didn't go there to kill him -
maybe you just wanted to warn him off.
I didn't go anywhere.
And you can't prove I did. We'll prove it, Mr Carlisle, I can promise you that.
We know you knew about Barton and Lisa Carlisle's affair.
You saw them together.
And we know why you're so loyal to Carlisle.
I mean, you've been with him a long time.
He gave you a job when many others wouldn't have.
But that loyalty should only be stretched so far.
Did Carlisle tell you that he killed Barton?
John Carlisle is a good man.
You didn't answer the question.
Yeah, I did.
You're hanging by a thread here, Jason.
Accessory, conspiracy - we've got all sorts of options.
Take your best shot.
I really don't have anything more to say.
That is your right, Mr Carlisle.
It does seem such a waste, though.
I mean, given that the affair was over.
Pointless, really. Lisa had made her choice. What?
The affair, the one that you didn't know about.
It was finished, done and dusted.
She'd already chosen you, John.
No. Yeah, the relationship was over.
No, no, no - they were still seeing each other.
They were meeting in the hotel. Mr Carlisle. Just wait...
Sorry, they were what?
I knew, I heard him on the phone.
Barton wasn't there to meet Lisa.
I heard the name of the hotel, he was arranging it all.
He wasn't meeting her - he was there for something completely different.
You know the best bit? You didn't have to kill him.
There was someone else desperate to do it, and they would have done as well.
Except you got there first.
Brian, is Sandra around? She's in an interview.
Do you want me to give her a message?
Just ask her to give me a call, will you?
Can I tell her what it's about?
I've got some news for her, that's all. Thanks.
I didn't want him dead. I didn't.
I just wanted it to stop.
So you waited close to the hotel.
Yeah, I was going to go in and, you know, knock on the door.
He was waiting outside when I got there, having a fag.
I told him to leave Lisa alone.
And what did he do?
He smiled at me.
That's what did it.
He'd taken my wife away from me, and he just stood there and he smiled.
What happened next?
He pushed past me.
He was just walking away, he wasn't listening.
I swung my arm out and caught him on the face.
He wobbled a bit, but he was still smiling.
So I hit him again and he went down.
I just didn't want to lose her.
I wasn't going to let that happen.
KNOCK ON THE DOOR
Where's John? Is he here? Can I see him?
I need to see my husband.
That's not possible at the moment.
Can I get you anything?
Cup of tea?
This is all my fault.
I knew how much he loved me, that should've been enough.
Yeah, but you're not responsible for what other people do.
I am responsible, he did it for me.
God, why did I?
I'll never forgive myself.
To UCOS. UCOS.
And all who sail in her. All who sink in her.
I've got some news.
Yeah, we can guess. How long have we got?
We know you've discussed it with Strickland.
We're prepared for the worst.
Sorry to disappoint you, but Strickland has made some enquiries,
and you're not going to get away that easily.
UCOS reinvestigate the murder of an unidentified male found in a west London alleyway seven years ago when the victim is named on a website highlighting unexplained disappearances.