SIREN
John THOMSON: This is Police Interceptors.
SHOUTING
Police Interceptors, a 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.
...with air support... 'Got two out. Standby.'
...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.
SHOUTING
...keep the streets safe...
Put your arms behind your back.
Get on the floor.
...and battle 24/7...
Get down on the floor. ..In the war on crime.
Crash, crash.
On the floor now!
It is what it is, isn't it? We find them, we lock them up.
Coming up...
Standby!
The chase is on for a prison drug runner.
Officer with Taser!
Get out of the car. Out! Face the car.
A wanted man has something to hide.
He's just thrown it over there.
And...
...a cocky biker finally gets his comeuppance.
Arghg
SHOUTING
Down!
DETAINEE SHOUTS
Northamptonshire's interceptors
police an area of more than 900 square miles.
From some of the UK's busiest motorways
to quiet, rural communities.
And with around 1,200 emergency calls coming in each day,
a copper's shift here is full of surprises.
We've just got some live intel
about drug dealing in the Queensway.
So we are just on our way to there now.
Patrolling the eastern fringes of the county
are interceptors Alex Barry and josh Unsworth.
A member of the public has just dialled 999
to report a serious incident.
Alex spins on it.
We've got a prisoner throw over.
A black male has been seen throwing stuff over the prison.
So we'll make there now. Apparently, he's still in sight,
so we've got crews making. So we'll see if we can find anyone.
The man was seen trying to toss parcels
over the fence of the Five Wells prison,
which has 1,600 inmates,
making it one of the biggest in the UK.
SIREN WAILS
Several units are en route.
Yeah, if they have gone that way, shall we do the other?
Yeah, we'll do Millers Park, mate.
Obviously, trying not to use any noise.
NO SIREN
Drug use in UK prisons remains widespread,
with around half of all inmates classified as addicts.
Five-oh-six,
has the caller still got him in sight?
'Caller is saying there are three cars in the bottom car park.
'He believes that one of these is linked to the suspect.'
What do you reckon, left, left? Yeah.
Less than half a mile from the prison's perimeter fence
is a car park that the suspect is thought to be using.
Could be that car there.
A parked-up motor with its lights on
is an immediate red flag.
That'll be a hire car, mate, that white Corsa.
DP23.
What do you reckon? It's a hire car. Yeah.
Crime gangs often use hire cars for ferrying drugs around.
But it's no guarantee that this is the motor they are after.
Sorry, did you pass description
of any vehicles for this job, please?
I've got a white Corsa...
in the car park near to Millers Park that is potentially a hire car,
so that could be linked.
Alex decides to follow his copper's knows
and blocks the Corsa just in case.
'The only vehicle we've got was a black estate car.'
The lad is out of the blocks at lightning speed.
And since a cop's kit weighs around seven kilos,
the runner has the edge.
SHOUTING
Standby.
But josh has an ace up his sleeve.
Officer with Taser!
Taser!
Get on the floor!
They got the man...
...but has he still got any drugs?
That'll be a hire car, mate, that white Corsa.
JOHN THOMSON: After responding to reports
of a man seen throwing parcels over a prison wall,
interceptors Alex and josh spotted a suspicious motor
in a car park near the crime scene.
'The only vehicle we got was a black estate car.'
And when the lad inside took off...
SHOUTING
...all those hours in the gym paid off for josh.
Officer with Taser!
Get on the floor!
Not too far behind is his partner Alex.
INDISTINCT
Male detained. Thrown a package.
Erm, we've got him.
Josh reckons he saw the lad toss a parcel.
BREATHLESS: We are near the Miller pub, Control.
Male's throwing something into the hedges.
Unconfirmed, at the minute, what it is.
Hands behind your back.
JOSH PANTING
Multiple wraps.
Recovered what appears to be multiple wraps...
of Class A from the bushes.
Back-up has arrived in time to hear the good news.
Lads.
Ooh.
All right, fella, 17:21 hours,
you are under arrest on suspicion of PWITS Class A.
You don't have to say anything.
It may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned
something which you later rely on in court.
Alex has just found a second wrap,
and while josh reads the lad his rights,
a team is dispatched to search his motor.
Where are the keys, mate?
In his hand.
But the suspect's subdued behaviour is raising suspicions.
Are you OK?
He seems unwilling to turn over.
Lift up.
And the lads are keen to know why.
All right, chap, stand you up.
Get yourself up. Hold on, mate.
What's this?
What's that, mate?
What is that?
Has he got more strapped to him? Yeah.
He's got what looks like a stuffed condom
dangling from his waist.
What is it?
Josh inspects the bulge.
Jesus Christ, mate.
And pulls out a whopper.
Got a bag?
Got more drugs, lads.
Good skills.
Great work. Lock it up, mate.
This looks to be a top result.
All right, fella...
We are gonna stand you up.
Sit yourself up. Come on, then, chap.
One, two, three, up we get.
There we go, come on, buddy.
A search of the lad turns up an ID.
But so far, no more wraps.
Where are you from?
You are not gonna come back to Northants, are you?
Not for a bit. Not for a bit?
Probably a good shout, mate.
So, male seen in a car matching the description
of someone who was throwing items in the prison.
He spotted that we were cops in a plain car.
He's made off on foot, ran away from us.
Er...
Not more, surely?
Feels like heroin here. Alex, you got a bag?
Got more?
It really is the job that keeps on giving.
So, with him from being out of county as well,
he's probably been paid to throw these over the prison.
But, unfortunately for him, we caught him.
In prison, drugs are worth
up to four times what they are on the outside.
All right, come on, then, chap.
By stopping this lad, the fellas have likely taken
thousands of pounds' worth out of circulation.
Mind your head. Mind your head, chap.
There you go. Skills.
Have a seat. Good lad.
Criminals use a variety of methods to smuggle drugs into prisons,
from stashing them in food deliveries to using drones.
But chucking them over the walls remains the most common.
They'll carry a phone.
Sometimes, the inmates will conceal a phone inside.
They'll get to know the times.
They'll look to go round the back of the prison.
Ancl then they'll throw the product over, hopefully,
in an attempt to avoid any sort of prison staff.
Unfortunately, today, this lad
wasn't clever enough, he wasn't quick enough on his toes.
We've identified him in his vehicle
and, obviously, been able to intercept him
straight down the slip road
and take a large quantity of Class A drugs.
So, really impressed with that today.
A cracking job so far,
but there's still a few loose ends that need tying up.
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah.
Go ahead.
'So, how many wraps did you find?'
There's multiple wraps now, I couldn't tell you at the minute.
I've never seen so much on a personal possession.
The only time I've seen that amount is in a property, mate.
So that's a really good result.
Back at the station, it's like Christmas morning at Casa Scarf ace,
as parcels of powder are unwrapped one by one.
So, I'm just putting it in this container here
just to check if it's amphetamine.
More commonly known as speed,
amphetamine is a Class B drug.
That's gone bright orange straightaway,
so it's a clear indication that it's gonna be amphetamine.
This speed is just one of the different substances
found on the runner.
In this package, we are not too sure what it is,
but it does smell very strong.
Here, we've got quite a large block of dried cannabis.
That is wrapped up with coffee, which is used to...
put off the smell of cannabis.
So, it's a risk he was willing to take, and he's been caught.
The runner was arrested for possession with intent to supply
Class A and Class B drugs.
The drugs have been sent away for further testing,
and the case is still ongoing.
Every year, around 260 people die
in drink-driving-related accidents.
But for many cops, drug-driving
remains the biggest menace of them all.
We've seen first-hand
people die on the roads through drug-driving.
Ancl we'll continue to get out there and take these people off the road.
Because, unfortunately, it affects
too many lives and families.
If we've got suspicion now,
we'll do a drug wipe, it takes eight minutes.
So, if that device comes back saying positive,
you know you're pretty much game on for an arrest.
They're still fucking around, though.
It's late on a Tuesday, and in Northampton
Callum and Rachel have been watching a wanted motor
ping AN PR cameras all across town.
Let me look at it, cos that's been quite active tonight.
The car was last clocked in the town centre.
Worth a stop.
Callum puts his boot down.
The car we are looking for now has got a marker on it to suggest
it's got document of fences,
so possibly fake driving licence,
fake insurance, fake MOT, etc.
Ancl it's also linked to drug of fences.
I don't know if it's drug-driving or possession or supply.
But it's just hit down the road from us,
so we're just gonna go see what's going on.
Could be nothing, but it could be...
with no licence, no insurance and drugs.
So, we will soon find out.
Despite being trained in Taser, Stinger and advanced driving,
tech-savvy Callum reckons the best weapon
in a copper's arsenal is Automated Number Plate Recognition.
And the network tonight is telling him one thing...
there's a bad guy loose in town.
Looking for an Audi A7.
Several other units are also hoping to smoke it out.
It's very active around the town centre.
Callum and Rachel cruise the streets
until they spot colleagues in an armed-response vehicle up ahead.
And in front of them is an Audi A7.
They've literally just got it.
The ARV has beaten them to the pull.
So Callum decides to block the Audi's potential escape route,
which proves a canny move.
He just went to go. Did he?
Yeah.
Colleagues behind have clocked that he is up to something.
OFFICER: He just put a load of drugs in the back.
Open the car. He's just thrown a big bag of drugs in the back.
Get out of the car. Out!
They've just thrown a load of drugs in the back.
This bloke clearly has one or two things he wants to hide.
You've been...
He's just thrown it over there. Over the wall.
As Callum goes to cuff him,
he slips an arm out and tosses a phone across the road.
Class A as well.
It's a big bundle of white in the back.
Officers recover the phone in no time.
That was silly, wasn't it?
What's your name?
OK. Come take a seat in here for a minute.
Do you want to search him first?
Before getting frisked, the bloke wants to chat.
It's my personal call, I just take it.
Sorry? My friend called, I just take it.
Oh, OK. You will fail a drug wipe, then, won't you?
Hmm? You will fail a drug wipe, then, won't you?
No.
If you've just taken coke, you will.
No, I'm not. Not taken anything.
You just told me you've taken coke. I didn't told you. Never.
OK. So, you're gonna do the test?
We will do the test. Yeah.
Talking yourself into a drug wipe is not the smartest move.
Got a lot of cash on you. No, man.
Eh? Not really a lot.
It's more than I've got in my pocket.
Carrying cash isn't a crime.
There's a little bag of your white powder.
Just in his front console.
But having bags of suspicious white powder in your car could well be.
You're currently under arrest
on suspicion of possession of a Class A drug.
RECITES RIGHTS
OK? Yeah.
While Callum goes to get the wipe,
interceptors searching the Audi find something else.
He's got Class B on him as well.
Oh, you're further under arrest for possession of class B.
There's more white there as well.
You're currently under arrest for possession of Class A and Class B.
The charges are racking up faster than an umpire at the Crucible.
Book him for that as well.
And Rachel's just chalked up another one.
Oh, you're further under arrest for being a disqualified driver.
I'm not a disqualified driver. You are.
RECITES RIGHTS
So, without further ado...
Stick out your tongue for me.
The man denies having taken any cocaine.
But in less than ten minutes, we'll know for sure.
In the meantime, it looks like he has got an attack of the munchies.
What are you doing?
Nothing, but I'm trying to... This one.
Trying to eat my seat? No, I'm not gonna eat it.
Don't eat my seat. I like my seat.
Do you like it? You can't eat it.
I don't want to eat it. When you're hungry.
No, but you don't eat my seat either.
I'm not gonna eat it. Thank you.
Interceptors see all sorts on the night shift,
but a seat ticker must be a first.
A failed drug wipe, however, is sadly all too common.
And you are further under arrest
for driving over the specified limit of cocaine.
RECITES RIGHTS
With so many of fences under his belt,
it's little wonder that he is apparently struggling to keep up.
Why am I arrested again? Can you tell me again?
You want to know again? Yeah. Remember it at this time.
Disqualified driving. Yeah.
No insurance. Possession of Class A. Yeah.
Possession of Class B. Class B? What is Class B?
I think it was cannabis, wasn't it? Yeah, suspected cannabis.
Where it was? In the car.
Where? Where was it?
In the jacket in the back. In the jacket in the back.
Oh, yeah, it's for myself.
It's for yourself? Yeah, I smoke.
OK. Ancl driving whilst over the specified limit of cocaine.
OK.
Now that's been cleared up,
the driver can be escorted to the nearest nick
to give a sample of blood.
And, hopefully, he'll get no further cravings
to snack on the station furniture.
We're going for this vehicle,
which, as I said, could be nothing, could be something.
Document of fences and possible drug of fences.
Nine times out of ten, they are quite straightforward.
But, this one, we were looking for it for a little while.
The ARV got behind it. They've stopped it.
It's then tried to go.
But luckily, we managed to pull in front of it
so he hasn't been able to get away.
We got out of the car and detained him.
One of the ARVs has seen him throw some drugs in the back seat.
And as I put handcuffs on him, he has managed to get a hand free
to throw a phone over the wall, which we have now recovered.
Plan for the minute is just to get him into custody.
So, work out what we got, and see if we got to deal
with any other of fences.
On top of the driving of fences, Seat Licker pleaded guilty
of possession of both Class A and Class B drugs
and was fined almost £400
and banned from driving for three years.
He was also charged with two counts of drug-driving,
but has since failed to appear at court
and is now a wanted man.
Coming up...
...a cocksure biker uses the cops for sport.
And... Have you had anything to drink tonight?
...a late-night driver with a familiar whiff.
It's failed as well.
That's about twice the legal drink-drive limit.
SIREN BLARES
OFFICER: There's intel around the rider of drug dealing...
JOHN THOMSON: Runaway motorbikes...
He's wearing full protective gear and a helmet.
...can be a flipping nuisance.
Cos when a bad guy's on two wheels...
...he's nimble...
Up on the back wheel, other side of the road.
...he's quick...
He is continuing on high speed.
...and can reach the paths other vehicles cannot reach.
It's the early hours, and interceptors in a marked car
have just got behind a motorbike
with an intriguing number plate.
OFFICER:
The plate declares that the rider "will run,"
so they light him up...
...and he duly obliges.
The bike is a Kawasaki, has a 1000cc engine
and can do 0-60 in under three seconds.
In short, it's an absolute beast that goes like the clappers.
Fortunately, the roads are dry.
And, despite the occasional early riser,
there's not too many other vehicles.
But now the rider has slowed...
...and seems to be filming the interceptors with his phone.
The fella appears to be weighing up his next move...
...which turns out to be letting rip at full throttle.
Aside from the dodgy number plate,
the interceptors have no idea why the biker
is failing to stop.
But he is proving a menace on the roads
and needs to be taken down.
Because stunts like this are putting innocent lives in danger.
Now the bike is leading cops into a more built-up area...
...which means more hazards and bigger risks.
But he is showing no signs of throwing in the towel.
In fact, he seems to be revelling in the thrill of the chase.
An outstretched arm arrogantly tells the interceptors
which way he is leading them next.
The cocksure runaway clearly reckons he's in charge.
But goading the interceptors like this won't win him any fans.
It'll just make the police more determined to reel him in.
But they need a plan...
...because the traffic is slowly building.
And with every twist and turn...
...and duck and dive...
...it becomes clear that this lad is simply using the cops for sport.
A Stinger could do the trick.
And the interceptors have got something else in their favour, too.
Strength in numbers.
There is now four cop cars hunting down one rogue biker.
And this hungry pack of wolves smell victory.
The lead pursuit driver moves in.
But attempting tactical contact at these speeds is too dangerous.
After a 15-minute pursuit,
it looks like the lad is running out of ideas.
But he's got one more trick up his sleeve.
A narrow footpath is no place for a BMW 340.
So now the team split up to hunt him down.
Officers in one of the marked cars
have a hunch about where he's gone
so take off on their own.
And sure enough, prove that you can run,
but you can't hide.
As he mounts the pavement,
cops give him a gentle nudge which proves decisive.
Arghg
SHOUTING
Get on the floor!
Get your other hand out now!
Get your other hand out.
Finally, this wild ride is over.
Calm down. Calm down.
Please, you're pricking me!
Calm down.
All right, all right, calm him down. Calm him down.
And the lad, who just a few minutes ago
reckoned he was king of the road, is now putty in their hands.
RACHEL: You're under arrest on suspicion
of failing to stop and dangerous driving.
SHE RECITES RIGHTS
DETAINEE: Cool, cool, cool.
It's not stolen, bro.
No, you just drive like a prick. Yeah, 100%, darling.
Don't call me darling, I ain't your darling.
I got my darling at home, mate.
Yeah, she's lucky, isn't she? She is.
Right, stand up.
He's a real charmer...
How many times, bro?
...but sadly has no idea of the chaos he's just caused.
What was wrong, did I die? It doesn't matter whether you die.
Is it dangerous? It's other people you put in danger.
Who did I? Everyone.
But I didn't hurt anyone, did I? You got lucky.
What do you mean I got lucky? Have you got a driving licence?
I ain't got shit. No?
What, disqualified?
Not yet, no. Should be.
He has got no licence and no insurance
so the bike's been seized.
Have you taken anything today? I'm on my way to work, bro.
I'm still gonna have a breath test.
And he's missing work today cos he's off to the nick.
It took one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight fuzz
to stop one man.
That's crazy.
It could have taken one if you'd just stopped.
I didn't want to stop. No, that's why you get rammed.
The cops were quite right.
For failing to stop, dangerous driving,
having no licence or insurance,
"Will Run" received a year's ban.
What's more, he was ordered to do 100 hours of unpaid community work
plus 15 days of rehabilitation work.
Let's hope that does the trick.
It's well past midnight, and the dimly lit streets
are all but empty.
Six-five.
Except for interceptor Chris Lock and a blue Vauxhall
that is giving off dodgy vibes.
Code 2 vehicle check, please,
on Lower Street, Kettering.
Locky is on his own, so gets Control to do some digging.
Thank you.
Those suspicions were bang on the money.
As it turns out, the vehicle in front has an expired MOT.
So... let's just see what the craic is.
Before becoming a cop, Locky worked in a supermarket,
where he learned the valuable life skill
of sorting the good eggs from the bad.
Only time will tell which category this chap falls into.
Good morning.
Morning, my friend.
What's your name, please, sir? Davey Clark.
OK, you may not be aware
that the MOT expired on this vehicle in August.
It doesn't have a current MOT at this moment in time,
unless you've had it clone in the last 24, 36 hours or so.
Er...
OK.
Would you mind just...
stepping out, join me at the roadside?
The driver is polite and co-operative,
which should make for a smooth stop.
What brings you across this neck of the woods today, sir,
cos the vehicle is registered in Market Harborough.
Do you still live over in Harborough?
Still live there, my friend, yes.
The man says he's just dropped some family members at hospital,
so Locky may well cut him some slack...
Control, can I get a Code 1 person check, please, and DL.
...as long as there is nothing murky on the background check.
Do you have a driving licence at all?
Because at the moment, our Control Room aren't finding any record
of a driving licence with those details you provided.
'N.
But you're adamant you have got a driving licence?
Yeah. Yeah?
While Locky's colleagues continue running checks,
the man gets his wife on the phone.
I've been pulled up with the police,
and they are saying that the MOT has run out.
I'll get it out and show the police officer.
It sounds like there could be some proof in the dash.
Nope, that's not an MOT, that's just
an invoice for some work that's been clone on the car.
But Locky has just heard back from Control.
To be fair, the MOT has paled into insignificance
with the other information I've been provided.
So...
the time is 1 :36 in the morning.
You are now under arrest for driving while disqualified
and for driving without a valid MOT on the vehicle.
You're also under arrest on suspicion of driving a motor vehicle
without insurance as well.
So, if you could just end the phone call, please?
With the driver under arrest and off to the nick,
Locky has got a problem.
Yes, yes, it's just I've got a juvenile here
and will be obviously be looking at Section 165.
The man's son is just 14,
so will need a separate police unit to escort him to his mum
who's at the hospital.
You're gonna be handcuffed, OK, sir.
If you step out of the vehicle and place your hands like that for me.
It's not that, it's for my safety during transportation,
that's the main reason behind it. OK.
It's safe to say that this bloke's evening
is not turning out as planned, all thanks to Locky's copper's nose.
He was disqualified until next year,
therefore can't have insurance.
Erm...
so he's been arrested for disqualified driving, no MOT
and no insurance,
so we'll just wait for the other crew to get here.
Ancl then we'll work out...
a plan of action of who's gonna do what.
After a couple of minutes, the lad's ride arrives
and he will be safely reunited with his mum in no time.
Unfortunately, Locky is still not done with dad.
Have you had anything to drink tonight either?
Have you been drinking any alcohol?
OK, I'm gonna go through a roadside breath test with yourself as well.
So I require you to provide a specimen of breath for analysis
by way of an approved device at the roadside.
Now he's admitted to having a couple of drinks.
But at the moment, the man can't be tested.
I've actually run out of breath tubes,
so I need to arrange for someone to meet me outside Custody
with a breath tube so I can do the breath procedure.
We're gonna get this young man across to the Custody block
so we can get him processed and booked in.
Locky needs the driver to take a roadside breath test
before putting him on the intoxilyser at the nick.
So he heads off to the station, where he grabs a breath tube...
Cheers, Lewis.
I thought I had plenty, and I've clearly used them all.
...before taking the driver a few metres back off site,
where he can finally get the long-awaited lungful.
Right, if you could take a big, deep breath
and then keep blowing into this until I tell you to stop.
Keep blowing, keep blowing, keep blowing, keep going, that's good.
Thank you very much.
Anything over 35 is a fail.
It's failed as well, that's about twice the legal drink-drive limit,
so you're also under arrest for Section 5, drink-drive, OK.
He's blown over 70, more than twice the legal limit.
So, we've got drink-driving,
no MOT, no insurance, because he's disqualified.
So he can't hold insurance while he is disqualified.
So we've got a whole raft of of fences at the moment.
We'll get him through to Custody, get him booked in.
Ancl we'll take it from there.
Worryingly, the bloke's booze levels didn't improve when he got inside.
In fact, once on the evidential test,
he blew even higher.
In court, the judge showed little mercy,
handing him an eight-week suspended prison sentence,
20 rehab days, a fine of over £200
and a four-year driving ban.
It's Sunday afternoon, and Harrison and Tania
are on the lookout for any weekend drivers
who are up to no good.
That kid in a car seat. It does not look like it's strapped in.
I know, I'm just thinking that.
What's caught their eye is a small child
riding loose and free in the back of a silver Suzuki.
I hate stuff like this. Very frustrating.
Especially if the parent has got a seat belt on.
Yeah, that's it, it's my favourite bit.
So you value your life more than your child?
More than a third of car occupants killed in crashes
are not wearing a seat belt.
And it's the law that kids must use a booster seat
until they turn 12.
Can you turn your car off for me, please?
Why is she not in a car seat?
No, that's not right, is it? Cos she's in a car.
She's not in a car seat, she's got no seat belt.
Let me stop you, why has she not got a car seat?
You have just come from there.
But...
She's got no car seat and no seat belt on.
The man is trying to explain that he is only driving a short distance.
But the girl is just three years old.
And Tania's having none of it.
Does she have a car seat?
I have. Where is it? Here.
Why is she not in it?
'N.
What language do you speak?
Romanian. Romanian.
The cops need to be sure their message sinks in.
Hello.
WOMAN: 'Hello.'
So Harrison gets a Romanian translator on the line to help
navigate the language barrier.
We are dealing with him, because his daughter
has not got any suitable seat belts or a car seat on.
Ancl we think it is completely unacceptable
that he is gonna put her at serious risk
and he's gonna have a seat belt on himself.
WOMAN SPEAKING ROMAN IAN
DRIVER SPEAKING ROMANIAN
'He has the seat belt,
'but she took off the seat belt herself.'
OK, the thing is with taking the seat belt off,
she wouldn't have to take her seat belt off
should she be in an appropriate car seat.
Baby-faced Harrison has not been on the force long
but readily admits he is a stickler for the law,
especially when it comes to child safety.
There's no excuse, it's silly, he's putting her at risk.
So he's gonna get a ticket.
In addition to that, we are gonna
have to put in a safeguarding for the child
because of the danger that he has put the child in
by letting her roll around in the back seat basically.
If he has a crash, she will get hurt.
The man's details check out, and he is fully insured.
But seeing as he has no car seat for the girl,
Harrison is left with little choice.
I'm not happy that he drives with her in the car,
so the child is gonna have to get out of the car.
He is gonna have to park the car up and walk back home.
Because he can't drive with a child with no belt on or anything.
Fortunately, the bloke lives just around the corner...
Thanks for your time, interpreter, much appreciated.
Just for one second.
...so those little legs won't have too far to walk.
Bless her. There you go. Up on there.
Hopefully, when he comes back to collect the car,
he puts the girl's seat back in and leaves it there.
It just annoys me.
He'll put a seat belt on himself, so he'll be fine.
Yet he is happy for the child to roll around in the back.
Ancl I said to her, "Where's your seat belt?"
She says, "I've got one."
I was like, yeah, we know. We see.
The dad was reported for not having a seat belt on a child.
After he failed to attend an educational course on road safety,
he received a court summons in the post.
He pleaded guilty and was ordered to pay fines and costs totalling
£146.
Still to come...
What did you say your date of birth was?
...why lying to the interceptors will get you nowhere.
I've got to warn you, if we do find out you've been messing us about,
you'll be getting arrested for wasting police time.
You guys, have a good day. And you.
Thank you for looking after the road and its safety and everything.
JOHN THOMSON: Interceptors meet a lot of trustworthy drivers.
Nice bloke.
But for every honestjoe...
Why have you just swapped seats?
Cos his hand is broken.
...there are a dozen Bertie Ballspinners.
So, they swapped seats because his hand was broken.
Rubbish.
It's quite funny when people start spinning you a yarn,
because you can just tell
that the cogs are whirring a bit too much.
One of the good things, especially when it comes to identity now
is we've got these mobile fingerprint devices.
So, if we think that they are spinning a yarn,
and they are probably on the system already,
we can see, basically, that they are just...
trying it on.
It's Thursday evening.
It's four minutes ago, so...
should have time.
And Callum and Stuart are en route to the M1
to intercept a black Hyundai Santa Fe.
Coming up the motorway, 14 to 15.
It's a race to catch up with the Hyundai
before it leaves the motorway.
And evening traffic isn't helping.
SIREN
But with the help of blues, twos and some advanced driving skills,
Stuart charts a course
through the cars and artics and brings them behind their target...
I'll get in front of it.
...whom he overtakes, as Callum activates
their rear "Follow Me" signal.
HAPPY? Yeah.
Yeah, go for a little courtesy flash.
The driver follows them into some services,
good as gold.
And Callum does the honours.
Hello, you OK?
So, we stopped you, because your car is showing as having no insurance.
Oh, OK.
We're wondering if have any proof you are insured,
otherwise we're gonna have to take the car off you.
Er, I haven't.
I don't carry anything, the car got stolen.
Right. It had my passport and everything in it, so...
He says his car was previously stolen.
His documents were never recovered.
And he has nothing to prove his ID.
Do you have a driving licence? Yeah.
Let's have a quick check, then.
Callum can confirm who he is...
Do you mind grabbing the fingerprint reader, Stu?
...and if he does have a licence via the fingerprint reader.
Cheers.
We'll stick you on this, then, if you have no form of ID
to prove who you are.
While he fires up the machine, Callum digs a bit more.
Do you have any idea why your car might be showing with no insurance?
Er...
I've only recently just insured it.
When recently?
What day of the month is today?
We're on...
Wednesday? Is it Thursday? ..Thursday today.
It would have been Friday.
Last Friday, so it should have showed up on our system by now.
Who do you think you insured it with?
Er...
Public liability, Simply Business. OK.
A sketchy explanation, but first things first.
Keep it on till it gives the OK. That's cool.
Perfect. See if it can find you on here.
The reader connects to multiple databases.
That's new.
Or is it not? I don't know.
We've had various different versions of it in the past.
And it should confirm his identity in a few minutes.
What's your full name, for me?
Matthew Carpenter. Not according to your fingerprints, it's not.
Got a different surname coming back on here.
Really?
Yeah.
Any idea why that might be?
Emson. Yeah, that's the one.
Oh... He was a Carpenter, too.
That an old name, is it?
Yeah, basically what it was was my stepdad.
Right.
I used his name, but my name on my birth certificate is Carpenter.
A man of mystery, then.
What's in your driving licence? Say again.
What's the name on your driving licence?
Should be Carpenter. I'll have a quick look.
There's a lot about this guy's details that doesn't add up.
What did you say your date of birth was?
04, 0s...
Why am I getting 04, 05?
04,05? Yeah.
That's what has come back on your fingerprint.
Maybe there is "step" fingerprints.
What name are you currently going by, Matthew Carpenter?
With what date of birth?
04, 0s...
I can't find any driving licence record for you at all. Sorry?
Same when I lost... when my car got stolen.
I cancelled my passport and my licence.
You can't cancel a driving licence.
Well, I reported it stolen, that's what I mean.
I'm not convinced he's got a licence.
He's got two dates of birth on PNT. Two different names on PNT.
I've clone all the names and all dates of birth combinations,
nothing is coming back on DL at all. Right.
Have you got a driving licence?
Being honest. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
As I said, my car got stolen.
He told me his car got stolen, he cancelled his passport,
and he cancelled his driving licence,
but there would be no reason. You'd still get a new one.
So, if you've got a UK driving licence,
you will be on our database regardless of whether
you've lost licences or anything else.
Let's jump in the car, we'll try it on laptops.
Can I just take your keys so you don't drive off?
We'll do more checks. We don't want to seize it if we don't have to.
The laptop check provides the same result.
I think he's fairly stupid if he thinks
that we're not going to check his licence out.
You'd report it stolen, you wouldn't cancel your licence.
But there would still be a record that he had one.
They are convinced now that he hasn't got a licence,
and patience is wearing thin.
I just want to warn you if we do find out
you have been messing us about,
you'll be getting arrested for wasting police time.
So, tell me now, have you got a licence?
INDISTINCT
Have you got a licence? No.
No. OK, thought so.
OK, so we will be seizing the car.
'He hasn't got a licence.'
I think we all knew that, didn't we?
He hasn't got one. Has he just said? Yeah.
Oh. job clone.
He's 50 years old, and we can't find anything on our system
to say he ever had a driving licence.
So I think the chances are he's been driving for about 30 years,
never been stopped, never been caught.
Ancl we've finally caught up with him.
Now he is in a lot of trouble.
That trouble ended at Northampton Magistrates Court,
where the man with two names,
two dates of birth and no licence
was found guilty of driving without a licence
and without insurance.
He was ordered to pay fines of over £1,300,
and if he ever gets one,
his licence will have six points from day one.