JOHN THOMSON: This is Police Interceptors.
OFFICER: Get out the car!
Police Interceptors, the real-life one?
I'm gonna tell my kids about this.
And you're riding with the pride of Northamptonshire.
Speed 1-2-0.
Ace pursuit drivers... Contact, contact, contact.
POLICE RADIO: 'NPAS, over.' ..with air support...
NPAS: 'Got two out, standby.' DOG BARKING
...and a crack dog unit. If you move, you will get bit.
MAN SHOUTS
They bring down the bad guys... Police!
I believe you're wanted, mate. OFFICER: Stand still!
...keep the streets safe... Put your arms behind your back.
Get on the floor! ..and battle 24/7...
OFFICER: Get down on the floor. ..In the war on crime.
TYRES SCREECHING Crash, crash.
On the ground now!
Is what it is. We find them, we lock them up.
Coming up... CAR HORN BLARES
Done. He's clone, he's clone, he's clone.
...a runaway driver runs out of rubber.
OFFICER: Get out the car! Get out the car!
Enter the wrecking crew.
And a painful date...
Officer! Officer! Watch yourself!
...with this charming man.
Oh, my God. I hate being spat at.
It winds me up. SHE SIGHS
It's the early hours of Monday,
and Keith and Charlie are theorising
about which cars are dodgy and which aren't.
when news comes in about a suspected uninsured...
RADIO: 'It's a VW Golf in black.'
...that flies in the face of Keith's Golf theory.
RADIO BEEPS
Mate, we've just pulled onto St Andrew's, Spencer Bridge Road.
Not too far behind you.
The traffic car's tailing the Golf
as Keith and Charlie move to cut it off.
Slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down.
It is gonna be a right-hand there. There.
And as they overtake the traffic car
and get behind the suspected uninsured driver...
He's going.
Yeah, I got a funny feeling he might go.
...Keith's "Golfs aren't dodgy" theory looks increasingly shaky.
They're gonna try it now. He is gonna go, mate.
The driver's ignoring blue lights,
and it looks like he's no intention of stopping.
Keith makes a tactical switcheroo with the TPAC-trained traffic unit
which is now all over the Golf.
POLICE RADIO: 'I'm an advanced driver,
'pursuit trained in an advanced marked vehicle.'
With two on his tail, this guy's really moving.
'Speed is now 8-0, about a medium risk.'
The runaway is sailing through red lights in a built-up area
and pulling into oncoming traffic.
HORN BLARES
'Vehicle is wrong side at the carriageway.
'Speed is now 6-0 in a 3-0.'
On the wrong side of the road,
he's taking big risks for just a no-insurance job.
'And we're through on handler.'
But behind in the lead car, Charlie's eagle eyes
have spotted signs that he may have other reasons to run.
Grab that.
Something's been thrown from the target car.
Gloves. What is it?
Gkw es . Groves?
Yep. Black gloves lobbed by the passenger.
File that under suspicious. Try and clip left here.
Think it was left here, wasn't it? I've lost him.
The traffic cop is sticking to the Golf as it circles an escape
the wrong way, heading back towards Keith and Charlie.
'Yeah, it's wrong way round the Lift Tower.
'There's no traffic, still a medium risk.'
Go, go, go, he's going. It's a three-car convoy...
'Looked like they potentially are gonna come back out
'onto Weedon Road.' ..doing laps of the estate.
'We're back onto the roundabout where the Lift Tower is. Standby.
'And we're back towards Weedon Road, we're coming out onto Weedon Road.
'Left, left, left.' The driver's led them a merry dance,
but his quickstep might be slowing...
Got damage on the rear left wheel.
...because he's clipped a kerb and lost a dancing shoe.
And with the music about to stop...
...someone's thrown more gloves and a balaclava from the passenger window.
More gloves. More gloves.
Weedon Road. 'Where are you?'
It's gonna be more than one up, innit?
A final shimmy at the R-A...
'At the roundabout, it's not one, not one.'
...and this is the last dance.
He's clone, he's clone, he's clone, he's clone.
'It comes to a natural here, mate. Get alongside it.
'Just need one more miles per hour.'
Get ready for a runner, mate. Yeah, yeah.
Time to face the music.
SIREN BLARES
Get out the car! Get out the car! Get out the car!
OFFICER: Get on the floor. Get on the floor!
Get on the floor now! The driver's out...
Get your hands behind your back. ..and soon in cuffs.
You are under arrest on suspicion of dangerous drive.
It may harm your defence when questioned...
...something you rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
There's still a car full.
There's another three in there, mate.
Get out. Get out. What are we nicking them for?
You're under arrest on suspicion... POLICE RADIO: 'Yeah, all good.'
It may harm your defence...
...something you later rely on in court.
Anything you say may be given in evidence.
As we've been chasing them,
we've had a couple of bits thrown out the windows.
Balaclavas and stuff. Like a balaclava and gloves.
We picked up a couple of bits en route as well.
Given the ditching of gloves and ballies,
they're suspected of going equipped for burglary.
They're up to no good,
stuff that's been coming out the windows. Where are you from?
SUSPECT: I'm from London. London.
This one says he's not gonna give details.
All right, fine. Have it your way.
Quiet for London boys.
But the whispering London boys do find their voices
to moan about the weather this far north.
SUSPECT 1: 'Ey, man are cold, freezing.
SUSPECT 2: I'm cold as well. It's in my bones, bro.
You shouldn't have thrown your gloves
and balaclavas out the window, then.
No further action was taken
regarding suspicions of going equipped,
but the runaway Golf driver was convicted of dangerous driving.
The court handed him an eight-month suspended sentence,
100 hours unpaid work, and 20 days of rehab.
He was also ordered to pay charges of £187
and lost his licence for 12 months.
Police! Police! Stay where you are!
Coming up...
the grass is greener on the other side of the door.
The downstairs grow room is the best one,
and I am going to say they are one metre high.
A wheel away from a watery grave.
OFFICER: The back of it is actually hanging over
into the lake on Rushmere Road.
You're getting in the back of the van.
And nicking drink drivers with a clear conscience.
Yeah, I do, yeah, like a baby. SUSPECT: Do you?
JOHN THOMSON: It's early doors at Rushden nick.
SERGEANT GOODWIN: Glass-fronted door...
with a nice, little garage to the left.
And Sergeant Goodwin is doing her best impression of an estate agent.
Semi-detached.
Talking up a suburban semi with unique selling points.
The address may have booby-traps, tripwires, concealed pits,
electrification of door handles. Sounds well worth a viewing.
We believe it is going to be a cannabis factory.
Cannabis factories are a serious problem in the UK.
More than half-a-million plants were seized in the last year alone.
Two minutes.
And the sarge is leading a raid to seize some more.
We believe that potentially there may well be someone
inside the property now.
So hopefully it will be a good clay and a good result.
Safety goggles on in case of flying glass.
And they follow the entry team to break some.
But this door's a tough cookie.
Tough enough to require the passing of a 16kg baton.
OFFICER: Police! Police! Stay where you are!
There's a man inside. Stay there!
Stay there! Do not move! Stay there! Walk towards me.
Very slowly, very slowly, walk towards me.
Can we put some...? Keep walking, keep walking.
Have you been locked up before?
Stay where you are. Put your hands behind your back.
You are under arrest on suspicion of cultivation of cannabis.
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.
Do you understand?
What nationality are you?
Albanian? OK.
My friend, is there anyone else in the property?
No. OK.
He says not, but...
OFFICER: Take it steady, sit on the chair, yeah?
After packing him off to custody...
All right? Don't do anything silly.
...the entry team is taking no chances.
KNOCKING Officers with Tasers, show yourself.
Clear. With no estate agent to give them the tour,
they check out the property room by room.
Police officers with Tasers, no-one move.
There are no other suspects inside. Officer with Taser, show yourself.
But it's decorated with indoor plants and all mod cons.
The downstairs grow room is the best one,
and I am going to say they are...
one metre high, and we've got four grow rooms.
Three upstairs and then one downstairs,
so a really, really good result.
Approximately about 80 plants, which roughly will translate into
about £30,000 worth of street-value cannabis.
And this set-up comes at a high price to the owner of the house.
This is a rented property.
For the landlord, it is going to run into thousands
if not, I'd say, probably about £10,000 to repair.
You have got...
Not only have you got fans and wiring hanging down,
you've got tubes that have been drilled
and holes that have been cut out the ceiling to go straight upstairs.
If the water's been leaking,
that will cause damage to the floor. It will cause clamp.
Plus as well, the electricity will be cut off,
so the owner of the property will be liable to pay for reconnection
because the road will be dug up,
it will be completely cut off the source,
so it's a very, very costly result for the landlord.
Forensics give the factory the full treatment.
But once they're done and the dust has settled...
...it's time to shut this operation down for good.
We are now in the process of dismantling the cannabis factory.
We just make sure it's to a point where it can't be used again,
so any of the transformers, we just literally all get a pickaxe
and put it through 'em.
Some of this stuff is bypassing electric meters.
It is a massive fire hazard.
In one month, the team raided 21 suspected weed factories
and seized 5,000 plants, and they've no plans to slow down.
But with this kit rendered useless and the crop off to be burned,
it's mission accomplished for today.
Wonderful. Nice work.
Around 110 plants worth north of 100 grand was seized and destroyed,
and the suspect nicked in the property pleaded guilty
to producing a Class B drug.
The court ordered him to pay a £187 surcharge
and sent him down for 12 months at His Majesty's pleasure.
While he does his time,
Sergeant Goodwin and suburbia can celebrate a job well done.
Really chuffed, and the neighbours are already outside
thanking us for our hard work.
All ready for the team from DIY SOS.
You're in public, swearing.
Interceptors are used to facing abuse.
That's my BLEEP.
But there's one thing no-one wants hurled in their direction.
OFFICER: He's spat at the wall, and he said he'll do it in my face.
Spitting, I think, is probably the worst assault we are subject to.
I've been spat at in my mouth, and it was a horrendous feeling
having to go to the doctors the next morning.
Thankfully, the person who spat at me
didn't have any infectious diseases.
Does play on your mind, certainly, when something like that happens.
It's probably echoed by a lot of cops
where we'd much rather be punched,
we'd much rather be kicked than spat at.
Yeah, spitting's just... vile.
That's copied. Are they still in the vehicle?
It's Sunday morning,
and radio interceptor has a weekend classic
for Tanya and Paul.
There's a report of a... drink driver...
...in the town centre, dark blue vehicle.
I think you may have it on CCTV.
It's prime time for drink drivers,
and this one has also been caught on camera
taking nitrous oxide, AKA laughing gas.
Those nitrous oxide things are class C now, aren't they?
Are they? Yes.
Paul's been on the force for 16 years,
but this is his first shift
since the government reclassified nitrous oxide.
The law's just changed.
Laughing gas is now a class C drug, which is no joke.
RADIO: 'One-one, telecoms has said that
'it's on Whalley Road junction at Portland Place.
'The car's gonna be pretty tucked up behind the shop.
'It's parked on the pavement.'
RADIO BEEPS Parked up...
Has it got anybody in it?
'Thank you.' Yeah.
...with their suspect at the wheel.
Hello, sir. You all right?
Hello. Hello.
We've had a report that you're...
Oh, hello. Are you getting out? Yes.
Where's your keys? Oh, it's...
OK. Do me a favour. It's there.
At this moment in time... Put your hands out.
Am I... under arrest? Listen.
Listen to me. Listen, I'm about to tell you.
At this moment in time,
you are detained for a Section 23 Misuse of Drugs Act search.
The grounds from my search
is that I have recently received intelligence
to suggest you have been inhaling what I believe to be nitrous oxide,
which is a class C drug.
Officer... Listen to me first,
then we'll have a conversation. No. He's got the...
Listen to me. Listen to me. Yeah.
The objection of my search is to search you,
and try and locate those drugs.
You are entitled to a copy of... Officer. Officer.
I haven't finished. No, but you're talking.
You are entitled to a copy...
Am I under arrest? Am I under arrest?
You are detained for the purposes of a search.
Keep your hands where they are. Officer!
Please, there's no discrimination in front of me.
Really? I'm gonna tell you to stop.
Are you discriminating... No, we're doing our job.
We're doing our job. OK, so what have I done wrong?
RADIO CHATTER
Officer! Officer! Watch yourself.
Officer!
Watch it, pal. Officer!
Yeah? Yeah? Leave her alone.
What have I done wrong?
His mate's arrived to calm him down.
What have I done wrong? What have I done wrong?
He's got a camera in front of me.
Calm down. Calm down.
OK, but she's got handcuffs on me. Yeah, I know.
FRIEND: Calm down, calm down. What's the matter?
I've explained to this gentleman... Let them do their job, yeah?
..that he has been detained under Section 23
of the Misuse of Drugs Act. OK? Drugs Act, OK.
What does that mean? Stop shouting.
You're the police, I'm a layman. Twinny. Twinny.
I don't understand what you mean.
Twin ny, Twin ny, Twin ny!
The situation will never get better if you do what you're doing. Yeah?
Just cooperate. Trust me. Listen to your friend.
The newcomer's a model of common sense.
I'll be here watching.
Have I committed an offence?
PAUL: I believe you have, yeah.
Because you've been seen on CCTV... Yeah?
...and people have called us to say
your manner of driving is not very good,
and that you may have class C drugs in this car.
I've explained to you already.
FRIEND: Twinny, let them search the car.
If you don't have anything, you'll be fine.
Please, let them search the car. Yeah?
Can you just step a bit further away from me?
What's your name, sorry? Further away from there?
We've been through this already. PC129...
Have you got anything on you you shouldn't have?
FRIEND: Because they're twins, innit.
Like nitrous oxide canisters? No.
But in the car...
There's nitrous oxide canisters in here.
Yeah? But I wasn't doing them.
Well, CCTV suggested you were.
I'm gonna search you, OK? Of course.
He's up and down,
consistent with someone influenced by drink or drugs.
FRIEND: Trust me, brother, calm down.
This is just discrimination. No, it's not.
How is it? We are just doing our job.
Working on... He's got...
OK, you criminalise me,
because people have been doing balloons in this car.
FRIEND: Yeah, yeah. If it's not you, though, say, Twinny.
His mate's valiant efforts to keep the peace
are having less and less effect.
You thugs! Twinny.
You are animals! Twinny.
Listen, you're gonna get yourself arrested in a minute.
You've handcuffed me.
Yeah, because you're gonna... Why?
You are detained for the purpose of the search.
FRIEND: You see what you're doing now, yeah?
You are making a crime. Let me... No, no!
FRIEND: Twinny, Twinny. I'm not even... I'm not even...
You are detained. You are detained.
Let them do their job, Twinny. They just want to search.
You get it? But if you keep on arguing with them,
you're causing a scene... So, they search this vehicle
and they find weed or they find drugs,
or they find alcohol, on what basis?
Are we gonna find all that, then, are we?
FRIEND: If they find it... The dog.
Oh, my God.
TANYA: You really need to stop now. You really need to stop.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. FRIEND: Twinny, please.
He's lucky not to be in a van bound for the nick,
and he owes his mate a big favour.
Discrimination. Stop it. Stop it.
Listen to your friend.
I would strongly recommend. Have you been drinking tonight?
Sorry? You do smell strongly of alcohol.
OK. I've been... I smell what?
Strongly of alcohol.
FRIEND: Twinny, I'll talk tomorrow.
I can't shake...
I need you to put your hands up. I can't shake his hand.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Cooperate, yeah?
Your situation will get worse if you don't.
Let them do what they want to do. Yes, sir.
Another mate's arrived, and wants the full SP.
Hello.
FRIEND: What's he clone?
I can't tell you that. He's over the age of 18.
Oh, this is...
If he wants to tell you that, he can.
I have... Jordan, what have I done? I've sat in a car.
What are you being searched for? What have I been searched for?
Stop shouting at me. That's the question.
Don't escalate cos you've got friends around, yeah?
What's your question? Are you happy to...?
Am I being criminalised? Are you happy...?
Why are you criminalising me? Can you... Thank you.
Can you... Are you happy for me to explain to this...?
OK, OK, OK. Are you...?
Let me... I have to ask him first.
Wait a moment. What's the search for?
This is getting out of hand.
Can all of you just stop? Let me ask him a question.
Yeah, but I don't have to tell you. I'm asking him if I can...
Stop it.
...if I can explain to you. Stop it, honestly.
Right, are you happy for me to explain...?
FRIEND: Don't move, don't move, man. Relax. What's wrong with you?
Are you happy for me to explain to your friend here
why you've been stopped? FRIEND: Relax, relax.
Relax. Right.
Are you happy for me to explain to that gentleman
Why you've been stopped?
Explain to him. Are you happy? OK.
The reason for his search
is that he has been seen on CCTV to be inhaling nitrous oxide,
which is a class C drug. OK? That's it.
The gas? The balloon? Whilst driving a vehicle.
I haven't drove this vehicle. You've got to understand,
he has been driving it. I haven't drove this vehicle.
OK. I'm not gonna have the argument. Why are you lying?
You've lied! You've lied! You've lied!
Let's get him breathalysed. Guys, what have I...?
Yeah. I haven't drove this vehicle.
Reports suggest he has,
and despite ongoing efforts to keep him calm...
FRIEND: Listen to me, yeah? just relax.
...in his cuffs, he still doesn't know when to keep shtum.
You're a hypocrite, and you're a hypocrite.
Yeah? See what I mean?
You know that.
Oh, yeah. Give me a kiss. Don't... Let's be...
FRIEND: Don't do daft things. What's wrong with you?
You're an adult, bro. You're not a kid.
Stop talking. You don't need to talk.
Just shut up. Yeah?
End of. It's clone.
While wiser heads work to keep their mate in check,
the cops collect evidence.
Right, can you take the balloon as well, then, please? Thank you.
Balloons sometimes used for inhaling nitrous
and two cans of the stuff.
Yeah? Two of them.
At this moment of time you are under arrest
for possession of a class C drug.
Can I tighten my shirt?
My colleague will tighten your shirt for you.
Black people don't have those rights.
Don't come at me with... Racist!
FRIEND: Mate, shut up. Shut up. Boys. Boys.
Tanya is showing superhuman patience.
He can say these things, it's fine.
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh. They've got me...
We're not doing that. We're not doing that.
What's wrong with you, man?
PAUL: We're not doing that.
Twin, Twin, Twin, Twin.
I've done nothing.
Relax. Twin, who's talking to you? Who's talking to you right now?
Don't do that. Don't do that, bro. Don't embarrass me like that.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Yeah? Don't do that.
Don't do that, bro. Can you not do your shirt? Do it.
Try and do it. They're trying to criminalise me.
I'm talking to you. They're not talking to you.
I'm talking to you. Now, I need you to listen, yeah?
Bro, you're not... You're not... You are a grown man.
You're over 25.
You're not 18, bro. you're not 16.
Don't say anything you don't need to say.
Don't do anything you don't need to do.
Just listen.
Ancl that's it, yeah?
Hats off to his mates, but now he's on his own.
Do you want to get in the car?
I'm gonna suggest you get in the car.
OK, guys, what's the...
Put your seat in the car.
I'll answer your questions when you get in the car.
You guys are arresting me under what offence?
The van has arrived. What's the offence?
Right, you're getting in the back of the van.
I'm getting in the back of the van. You are, yeah.
Hypocrites. Do you sleep at night? Yeah, I do, yeah, like a baby.
Are you sure? Are you sure you sleep at night?
Yeah. FRIEND: Come on. Twin, Twin!
The cops have been more than patient,
but after he just spat in Tanya's face...
...his mates can't help him now.
Oh, my God.
I've recently received intelligence to suggest
that you have been inhaling what I believe to be nitrous oxide,
which is a class C drug.
Interceptors have nicked a suspected drink driver
who may also have used nitrous.
You're a hypocrite, and you're a hypocrite.
Despite his mates' best efforts to keep things calm...
Now, I need you to listen, yeah?
Bro, you're not... You're not...
You're a grown man. You're over 25.
The suspect has pushed...
Give me a kiss.
...and pushed...
Racist!
...and pushed too far...
Twin!
Oh, my God.
...spitting straight in Tanya's face.
You are further under arrest for assaulting police.
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention when questioned
something which you later rely on court,
and if you do so, may be given in evidence.
What, cos I spat at you? Cos I spat at you?
You will have a hood on if you spit again.
Have we got a spit hood? Yeah.
He's spat in her face again.
Disgusting.
You OK?
SHE SIGHS
I hate being spat at.
It winds me up. Oh, 100%.
His mates... He just spat in her face.
...are also unimpressed.
He's stupid. Honestly, I promise you.
He needs to serve some time, like.
Don't get him out till at least, like, Tuesday.
Thanks for trying to help us, anyway.
Yeah, thank you. Enjoy your pizza. I'm sorry he did that to you.
You didn't do it. He did it,
so you ain't got to apologise for him.
I don't know how you guys do your job.
I walked away. I'd have punched him in the face.
I was like, "Do you mind if I punch him for you?"
I'd rather be punched than spat at, to be fair.
But thanks very much, guys.
Tanya may have handled it like a pro,
but this was a traumatic assault.
I've got some guy's spit in my hair.
Ancl in my eye.
And back at the nick,
she wants nothing more to do with the gobby driver.
You all right to assist with booking him in?
Oh, absolutely. I don't think he likes me.
I require a specimen of breath,
because you were in charge of a motor vehicle
whilst I believe you'd been drinking.
To protect the cops,
the suspect's been placed in a spit hood...
Well, you shouldn't have spat at people, should you?
Come on.
...which needs to be lifted to carry out a breath test.
Take a deep breath and blow into the tube
until I tell you to stop.
No, blow into it.
Blow into it, that's sucking into it.
Sorry. That's your second chance.
I've been sucking.
No, you're not blowing.
Keep going. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
No, you actually provided.
Have I? Yeah, you've clone it.
Ooh, happy days, mate. Give me a kiss.
The driver's provided a sample, but before they replace the hood...
SUSPECT LAUGHS
Did you just spit at me again? Oh, come on,
I didn't spit at you, man.
So you're right up in my face, ancl that's on my head?
I said give me a kiss.
You failed, 63. You're further arrested
for drunk in charge of a motor vehicle, 5:20.
He would do well to shut up,
but instead he's accusing Paul of planting saliva.
Did you spit in your fingers and then accuse me...?
You're ridiculous.
And his ridiculous arguments did him no favours down the line,
because after withdrawing the charge of possession of class C,
the court accepted Gobby's guilty plea for drink-driving
and two counts of assaulting a police officer.
He was disqualified from driving for 12 months
and handed a two-year community order.
But it will take a lot longer than that
for Tanya to forget tonight.
I would rather be punched in the face,
than be spat at. Yeah.
I... No, I'm raging.
But you know, still smiling. Here I am.
SIREN WAILS
RADIO CHATTER
Not many drivers get away from the interceptors.
RADIO CHATTER
'Bring him down, bring him down, bring him down.'
But occasionally, one gives them the slip.
Yeah, it's a loss, loss, complete loss at the minute.
SIREN WAILING
It's a damp, autumnal evening.
And an armed response vehicle is trying to keep up
with a runaway Mercedes.
RADIO:
The Mercjust overtook the unmarked ARV
and blew a red light.
SIREN WAILING
Multiple units, including Ian "Bomber" Bayliss,
are racing in to intercept.
He's really got his clog down. I'm going for it.
He really has.
In fact, the Merc's so fast, that the ARV's lost sight of it.
The runaway's done a disappearing act.
And they only have half a registration.
While Control checks AN PR cameras, interceptors comb the area.
We're just gonna go and have a look. See if we can get involved.
As well as Bomber,
dog handler Lucy Sculthorpe is in the hunt.
But after 20 minutes,
neither cops nor cameras have located the runaway.
However...
63.
...two hours of number crunching later,
and the boffins at Control
have come up with a full registration
plus the address of a registered keeper.
That car comes back to this street, which...
We're just gonna have a little look and see if I can find it.
Ancl if I can...
erm, we'll have it away.
I'm not actually expecting it to be here, if I'm honest.
Bomber's instincts are bang on.
No sign of the Mercedes...
'Go on.' RADIO BEEPS
Unsurprisingly, no reply. ..nor its driver.
'Yeah, copy, thank you.'
Looks like this is the one that got away.
Until...
'The Mercedes-AMG that bailed off from us.
'Bravo-six-nine.'
...a fresh sighting.
It's just failed to stop again for a different ARV.
Ancl they've again lost sight of it
just because of the speed it was travelling.
So we're just going to help plotting up with stingers and stuff
and going to have another look for it now
and see if we can find it again.
Lucy sets the dog van to hustle...
...and heads for the area where the Merc was last seen.
Channelling her inner detective...
Has it gone down there?
...the interceptor decides to investigate
some mud on the road...
DOGS BARK
...leaving German Shepherd Bryn in the boot.
As a dog handler, Lucy knows she can rely
on her partner's superhuman tracking skills.
But she also knows when to trust her instincts.
And they tell her time is of the essence.
Delta-one-seven, I've got that vehicle.
It's crashed, Rushmere Road.
Come here! Er, hiya.
Come here. 'We'll be with you in two, Luce.'
There's a Merc in the lake and a lad in the woods.
So, my friend's in the car. Right, 0|<.
I'm on the ph... Come here.
Can you...? No.
You're under arrest at the minute. For what?
Because we think that vehicle's just failed to stop.
Really? Yeah.
Put your phone... Put your phone away. Wait. Hold on.
Let me just say. I'm under arrest. We've got one detained.
Ancl I think there might be one more in the car who might be injured.
I'm... Oh.
Put your phone down. Yeah, I have. I have. Don't worry.
Put in your pocket. ls your friend all right?
Yeah, my girlfriend. Your girlfriend?
Someone tried overtaking us, and we've come off.
That's why I'm on the phone. Just... RADIO BEEPS
He reckons another car forced them off the road.
Can you not see the car?
Yeah, I can see it, mate, yeah. Exactly.
But we think you've just failed to stop.
I haven't failed to stop, though.
I think you have. I just nearly killed myself.
A Golf R just overtook. Ancl I had to...
Stop talking, OK?
What do you mean? Because we've been...
We've been looking for this car.
For what car? For this car. This particular car.
Because... What, with the same reg?
Yeah. Exactly the same. Because it failed to stop for police.
That's fine. All right.
But how did I not stop for police? In what sense?
Just follow us down, mate. I've got one in cuffs.
Turn to your right.
Turn to your right. Down here. My partner's in the car.
Can you make sure she's OK? I'm gonna check her in a minute.
I've got other officers here.
Look how close my car's in the water, so can you...?
I know. All right, mate?
There's a girl in the car.
Can you make sure my girlfriend's OK?
The cavalry checks on his passenger...
Are you hurt? No, I'm fine.
...who remarkably isn't injured, either.
You're in a lake.
And the lady of the lake is soon on solid ground.
The vehicle's left the road. Oh, my God!
Gone a considerable distance.
Go over to my colleagues. They'll let you out.
The back of it is actually hanging over into the lake on Rushmere Road.
Driver's out.
They need to be sure that no-one else needs help.
Was it just the two of you in there, was it?
Obviously! OK. Well, it's not obvious, is it?
How do I know there's not somebody else in the back?
I literally just rang 999. That's fine. That's fine.
But how do I know...?
Yeah, but you're saying the same car. How? Yeah.
I took this corner, and the Golf R, he literally overlapped me.
I'm just telling you the information that we've got
at the time, all right?
Can you tell them a Golf R tried to overtake us?
We don't need anyone else to tell us anything at the minute.
He is sticking to his story that a Golf forced him off the road.
But the cops suspect alcohol has more to do with it.
Doing the necessary breath test.
Come this way. This way. Come with me.
Wonderful (!)
While Rob deals with the driver's breath test...
Where am I going? There you go. Where am I going? Thank you.
...Lucy's left wrangling his girlfriend...
Don't. Wait. Don't just walk out in the road.
I can see what I'm doing. I'm OK. ..who's proving a bit of a handful.
Where is he? You're not going to speak to him.
Why? No, you're not.
You're not going to speak to him because he's under arrest.
Please do not manhandle me. I've done nothing wrong.
Please, do as you're told, and don't speak to him.
You don't need to manhandle me. You're trying to walk through me.
I want to vape.
You can vape standing there. It's fine.
I want to vape in space. No, you're not vaping on the road.
You can go in space over there. I don't wanna be on camera.
Don't walk out in the road! I don't want... For goodness' sake!
Lucy arranges transport for the uncooperative passenger.
I just... We just need a vehicle to get this female away.
Meanwhile, the driver is also refusing to play ball.
Are you willing to provide me with a specimen of breath?
I don't consent. So that's a no.
Are you willing to provide me with a specimen of saliva?
I don't consent. So that's a no. I do not consent.
You're further under arrest
for failing to provide a specimen of breath.
The driver's been nicked for failing to provide.
He's also failing to control his attitude.
Why are you twisting the cuffs? Why are you twisting the cuffs?
I'm not twisting the cuffs. You are. You're twisting the cuffs.
Taxi to Kettering Nick!
He'll go down to custody.
He'll be given an opportunity to provide breath or bloods.
If he fails that, he'll face prosecution for that,
separate from everything else.
But he might not be the only one bound for custody.
Cancel that. I think she might be getting arrested now.
There's a suspicion the Merc might be stolen.
HE READS POLICE CAUTION
Matt just said to her, "Whose car is it?"
Ancl she said, "I don't know."
And now they've both been arrested.
Him, for failing to stop and dangerous driving initially.
Ancl she's just been arrested for theft of a motor vehicle.
She's saying she doesn't know whose car it is.
So, at the minute,
we're not sure whether they've got permission to be in it.
So we'll find out in the morning, I'm sure.
In the morning, the interceptors found out
that the semi-submerged Merc wasn't stolen,
and no further action was taken against the passenger,
who was guilty only of being uncooperative.
No further action was taken against the driver for failing to stop
or dangerous driving.
However, he pleaded guilty to fail to provide,
driving whilst disqualified and without insurance.
He got an eight-week suspended sentence,
lost his licence for a further 40 months,
and had to pay £239 in charges.
Though it could have been far worse.
His driving's been terrible.
Ancl he's lucky he's not killed himself and his girlfriend.
Because where the car is
is pretty close to a body of water as well.
It could have been a different story,
especially if we'd not found it.
Coming up...
Beckets Park! Beckets Park along the canal path.
...when you do the park run...
Let me borrow your bike. Let me borrow your bike. Thank you.
...you sometimes need a little boost.
I'm on a bike. I'm in pursuit.
They'll be in the stick already.
Interceptors are always up for a chase.
Whether on four wheels...
Vehicle failing to stop. Vehicle failing to stop.
...or two legs.
IC1 towards Aragon Road.
But with a 7kg kit handicap...
It's a loss-loss at the minute.
...it's a losing battle when the bad guy has a head start.
It's nearly lunchtime,
and a 999 call's reported a possible drug deal
in Northampton town centre.
Nine-four. I'm in position.
I'm gonna be on foot at the alleyway at the back of PureGym.
I'll stay out of sight until other officers are in place.
Lewis Marks is one of a team of cops who are busy surrounding the area.
And he takes up position at a potential escape route.
It's all quiet on the Northants front until...
...word comes in that the suspect clocked the cops and legged it.
So it's back to the van to try and cut him off.
I thought he went up this way.
The runaway's heading for the park...
We'll go to Beckets Park.
...which is, unfortunately for the cops, pedestrianised.
We'll take Bedford Road, Beckets Park.
Lewis hammers the van to block the park entrance.
There he is.
They're on the suspect's tail...
We're behind him in a van.
...but they may be too late...
He's... Move! Move!
Beckets Park! Beckets Park along the canal path.
...because their guy has reached the park
and has two advantages over Lewis -
a massive head start and a bike.
Go, go, go!
Let me borrow your bike. Let me borrow your bike. Thank you.
But interceptors don't give up that easily.
And with a loan from the public...
Up there! Up there!
...Lewis is burning rubber in pursuit.
Nine-nine-four. He's going across Beckets Park towards Bedford Road.
Go left, left.
Back towards Vicky Prom.
He's at the top of Bedford Park.
Lewis is a fan of Hot Fuzz and The Blues Brothers,
and this chase wouldn't look out of place in either.
He's also a Civil War re-enactor.
And as he drops his steed into second,
the cavalier copper is making ground on his foe...
Vicky Prom. Towards Marshlands.
I'm on a bike. I'm in pursuit.
...who's now out of the park on an adjacent pavement
unaware of the mounted cavalryman galloping from the trees nearby.
As he nears the park exit,
Lewis is on a collision course for the oblivious dealer.
He's out of the park...
CAR HORN BLARES ..across the road
and bang on target.
GROANING
Ow, mate! Ow! Got him detained.
That's mine. Hands behind your back.
Hands behind your back! That's mine!
Get on the floor now!
He's struggling... I'm on the floor. I'm on the floor.
Right, on your front. On your front. On your front!
...but gives up at last.
But I ain't clone anything. SIRENS BLARE
And here comes the cavalry.
ARVs, you've gone right past me! There GOES the cavalry.
I'm outside St john's.
Oh, mate.
Finally, the second wave rolls in, and the suspected dealer is nicked.
Right, detained for a search
in Section 23, which is the Drugs Act.
Leaving the search to the late show, "Wonder wheels" can catch his breath.
Five-nine-four. Yeah, I've rammed him off his bike.
He's being detained for a Section 23.
HE PANTS HEAVILY
The search will determine if this was all worth it.
In the meantime...
I'm just gonna get this back to the bloke
I borrowed it from, all right?
...Wonder wheels rides again.
The search at the scene turned up a large quantity of cash
and phones with messages relating to drug supply.
But, disappointingly, no drugs.
However, a CT scan of the suspect revealed a Kinder Egg
plugged where you wouldn't want to eat it
and containing multiple wraps of heroin and crack.
The cyclist pleaded guilty to possession with intent to supply
and was banged up for three years and eight months.
All thanks...
to Sergeant Wonder wheels.
Mate, I caught him.
Wouldn't have caught him without your help.
Excellent. Really appreciate that, all right? Cheers.