POLICE OFFICER: Armed police!
Come to the door, you'll come to no harm.
GUNSHOT Shots fired.
JOHN THOMSON: Crime never sleeps.
Taser, I think. But neither...
Stand still. ..do the cops.
SIREN WAILS
Battling on the front line... OFFICER: Taser! Taser!
..are Nottinghamshire's finest.
Stand by for impact. Highly trained pursuit drivers...
TYRES SCREECHING ..specialists in entry...
Go, go, go, go! Police!
..and search. Four ounces of cannabis.
Rapid response firearms officers... Armed police! Show yourself now!
Police with a dog! Stop, stop! ..and the crime-stopping force...
DOG BARKS My arm!
SUSPECT SCREAMS ..of the dog unit.
SUSPECT SCREAMS Get down on the floor!
Wherever the battle takes them, they'll never back down.
Taser! SUSPECT SCREAMS
SIREN WAILS Because cometh the hour...
OFFICER: Yeah, NPAS, we've still got him.
Up on the back wheel, off side of the road.
Do him, do him, do him, do him!
..cometh the interceptors.
Where you from? SUSPECT: Leeds.
Leeds? Don't come to Nottingham again, will ya?
Coming up...
There's a white Fiesta, November Juliet,
failed to stop at an RTC.
Reeling in a crash and a run. We are behind it.
It is still failing to stop. SHOUTING
When the dog man says stay, you stay.
DOG HANDLER: Lay down now! Do it now!
And... Oh, you...
..death-defying driving on the M1...
NH, vehicle failed to stop, it's rammed our vehicle.
..leads to a drugs bust worth a cool quarter mill.
That's 250 grand.
Police, stay where you are! Police! Stay where you are!
Some people take a while to get going in the morning...
..but interceptors are ready for action, day...
Sit on the floor and stop being a muppet. Muppet?
..and night.
There's probably ten grand's worth of weed there alone
in one-gram deals.
I'd do this for free.
What motivates me is just simply locking up people
that are up to no good.
Whether they're out stealing or dealing drugs,
they're crossing the line one way or the other.
I want to try and help stop it.
I enjoy the thrill of the chase, really,
the buzz of it all.
There's a buzz on the airwaves tonight.
POLICE SIREN WAILS
OVER RADIO: 'No indication of any weapons inside that vehicle.'
A vehicle of interest is heading for Notts' patch.
Yeah, 6-3 received.
And road crime's Gav Hall and Jon Lee
are part of the welcoming committee.
The road crime team and the roads policing team
are currently moving towards the M1 to an RV point.
We've had some intelligence that there's a vehicle
travelling south on the M1 that's gonna come into Nottinghamshire.
It's believed that it will contain a large quantity of Class A drugs,
and we've been given some pre-emptive authorities
to stop that vehicle.
The target car is about to enter Nottinghamshire,
and Jon is racing to lead the team tasked with stopping it.
6-3, we are making towards the motorway for this job.
Jon's a pursuit tactical advisor.
What he doesn't know about boxing in cars isn't worth knowing.
He'll do the driving while Gav handles comms.
OVER RADIO: 'He is likely to get up to 28, then, in't he?'
Yes, yes.
A plain car's tracking the suspect vehicle on the M1
while the team gets into position.
'Stay a good distance back away from the car,
'follow the commentary of Gav and Jon,
'and then pick it up in the plain car.'
Interceptors are plotting up, ready to take their cue from Gav and Jon,
who will take the lead in their unmarked Beamer.
Do we know if it's past 30 yet?
'Committed, committed, 29-Alpha, southbound M1.'
All right.
The suspected drug car has passed junction 29A.
Jon and Gav aren't far behind.
We're at 29-Alpha, half-mile marker.
A marked car makes way for their stealth-mobile,
and Jon eases past, closing in on the target.
'One mile marker to the services.' One mile marker for the services.
'The surveillance stick.' OK.
Yeah. We're near it. The suspect's up ahead.
'I'd like it if Gav can take over the... commentary then.'
Jon's in the hot seat for a high-speed tactical pursuit
and containment,
with Gav tasked with guiding multiple cars to box in the bad guy.
6-3 committed past the services.
'We're directly behind that red car in front.
'Think the marked car's coming up to the subject vehicle.'
We haven't seen it. I ain't seen it.
Oh, hang on. Yeah, yeah, we've got it.
From 6-3, we are directly behind subject vehicle.
We are lane two, speed 7-0,
nearside indication, lane one.
They keep the target in their sights,
ready to lead the charge.
Back to lane two, back to lane one,
speed 8-0.
The driver's leaving the M1.
We have a nearside indication, junction 28.
But they're prepared for this.
Other units lie in wait at the bottom of the slip road.
Taken the first, the first,
A38, generally towards Sutton-in-Ashfield.
And there are three cars in the stick behind Jon...
Close up, we'll go for a box after this junction.
POLICE RADIO CHATTER ..all ready for Gav's signal.
Let's close up, please.
On your call. Yeah.
Yeah, box, close up now, then.
RADIO BEEPS Close up, box on, box on.
Jon races to get in front...
BANG Oh, you...
..but the target rams him and breaks free of the box.
NH, vehicle failed to stop.
It's rammed our vehicle. We're knackered.
We're out. We're done. Yeah.
From 6-3, we are directly behind subject vehicle.
JOHN THOMSON: Interceptors are after a car that may be carrying drugs.
BANG Oh, you...
It smashed free of a box. POLICE RADIO BEEPS
NH, vehicle failed to stop.
It's rammed our vehicle.
And Jon and Gav are lucky to escape unharmed.
We're knackered.
We're out. We're done. Yeah.
The rest of the team most certainly are not.
And there goes the bad guy.
POLICE OFFICER OVER RADIO: 'NH, vehicle continues lane two.'
The target vehicle is no slouch, with a top end of over 140.
'The RA is medium, speed is 9-0.'
The pursuing cops have the speed.
The difference is, THEY won't put other road users in danger.
And as the runaway flies down the wrong side of the road
into oncoming traffic, he's pulling away.
Where it's safe, the pursuit pack's pushing 80.
Unlike the runaway, they're forced to slow for red lights.
And it isn't long before the interceptors are forced
to face the inevitable.
'Total loss at the crossroads.'
With the trail cold,
five miles back, Gav and Jon limp onto the hard shoulder...
That's... literally as fast as it'll go, mate. Yeah.
..as the news filters through the man who rammed them got away.
JON SIGHS
I just want to go home, get a bottle of wine.
But while Gav inspects the damage, better news comes in.
Macca's... caught some lad walking down the street,
out of breath who reckons he's been out for a run,
and it's just a load of rubbish.
It's gonna be the driver.
Now we just need to locate the vehicle,
which will be somewhere close by, cos in that car, fingers crossed,
will be a load of Class A drugs.
So, all might not be lost, this could still be a good job.
It's looking up, because they've found the abandoned car
and the guy Macca's nicked has admitted to driving it.
MACCA: You've levelled with me, you given me your name,
you've said you're in the car, thank you.
They've found the car, yeah, so the game's over,
you don't need to give me false details or anything,
the job's over. Right, get out the car,
I'm just gonna put the cuffs on to the back.
And don't mess about when the cuffs come off.
I'm not gonna try. What do you think I'm gonna do?
Where am I gonna go? Well... Know what I'm saying?
You're stood by me. Like I'm a divvy or summat.
Well, mate, you've just rammed a police car.
While Macca deals with his suspect,
the rest of the team have been busy searching the vehicle
that rammed Jon and Gav off the road.
It looks as if there's a rather large quantity of drugs.
A carboard box appearing to hold drugs has been bagged up
and is bound for Mansfield nick.
Right, mate, I need to just say something officially to you, OK?
So, you're also under arrest
for being concerned in the supply of Class A drugs
cos of what's been found in the vehicle, OK?
And what has been found is more than they ever hoped for.
CHUCKLING
See how many individual blocks there were.
Several kilos of suspected uncut cocaine.
That's 250 grand.
And a quarter of million pounds in Class A
might explain why they took such risks.
For them, it's worth risking going to prison for a long time.
You might as well try and ram a police car out the way and make off.
Unfortunately for him, it's not paid off.
We've got him, we've got the car, we've got the drugs.
The man who rammed Gav and Jon on the motorway
received a 12-month suspended prison sentence
for dangerous driving.
He also pleaded guilty to supplying Class A drugs,
and received four years behind bars.
As for his mate, who was later identified,
no evidence was found to connect him to drugs supply,
and he was found not guilty.
It's a wet winter night in the city.
Just on Mansfield Road, so we'll head down to the bottom.
Multiple units are en route to intercept a VW driver
who may not be insured...
It is a old Volkswagen Passat.
..including Paul Charlesworth and Rich Elliott.
'Just done a right, right, right, now Mansfield Road outbound.'
RADIO BEEPS
Yeah, got you, we're just at Manvers Street.
But as Paul and Rich blue-light through the reds,
there's news from the radio.
Think it's gone... It's a natural stop, I think.
The Passat's been stopped two miles away
by Toby Hardy and Sergeant Harry.
Just confirm it has stopped, Harry?
HARRY OVER RADIO: 'Yes, yes, it's stopped.'
But as Paul and Rich close in, it's all change at the scene.
There's been an RTC.
A white Fiesta has stacked into a taxi right in front of Toby.
Seen in the distance, Toby leans in and talks to the driver,
who then takes off.
Right, go after that Fiesta. Yep.
NH, Oscar-Foxtrot 2-2.
Rich and Paul are on the Ford like green on grass.
There's a white Fiesta, November Juliet,
failed to stop at that RTC.
We are behind it because it's still failing to stop.
While, at the scene of the crash,
Toby and Harry are bringing up the rear.
'Fail to stop, Forest Road East?' Forest Road East.
'Yeah, they're behind it, 11-99, white Fiesta.'
They're playing catch-up because Rich, Paul and the fail-to-stop
have a mile head-start.
Oxton Road, right, right, right.
North Sherwood Street generally towards Forest Road East.
DRA is low, traffic is low.
There's no pedestrian traffic.
Speed is currently 5-0 in a 3-0.
It's a tough night in the saddle, but this isn't Rich's first rodeo.
An advanced driver, he's rock solid at the wheel.
He's also an amateur fire-breather, but that's another story.
Forest Road East, speed is 5-0 in a 3-0,
DRA is medium.
The driver's fled one crash already, and is in danger of causing a second
as he sails through a red light.
Junction with Alperton Road,
it's right, right, right onto Alperton Road, outbound.
The runaway's upping the danger level.
It's gone lights out, wrong way down a one-way street.
And the cops can't carry on and put the public at risk.
Generally, towards Radford Road.
We've lost sight of it cos we've aborted.
Priority now is the driver who met a lights-out bad guy
on a one-way street.
Did that car hit you?
Yeah, he hasn't hit you, though, yeah?
Yeah, we've aborted, because it was coming down here.
Yeah, yeah, so we were chasing it, but we've cancelled.
So just take...
So just take a minute, just reverse back down here a bit if you can,
and then just get out of the road, just take a minute.
Received, thanks.
While the stricken pair pull in to lower pulse rates...
You guys were behind, I was like, "Wait for the lights,"
but we didn't see the car, but I knew you was there.
As long as you're OK.
Paul and Rich are back in the hunt, as are Toby and the sarge.
RADIO BEEPS
Oscar-Foxtrot, 2-2,
just make bit of clarity on this incident.
As we were dealing with the Passat driver,
this white Fiesta's actually collided with
the rear of another vehicle.
As I've got out to speak to the driver of the white Fiesta,
I've asked him to switch the engine off, he hasn't.
He's then just put his foot down and started to drive off.
Toby did, however, get a decent look at their target.
'The driver of the vehicle is a IC3 male
'wearing a dark green bomber jacket
'with a knotted Afro hair.'
The whole team's looking for the runaway...
RADIO BEEPS
I'll get an image,
or I'll see if there's an image of the keeper on Niche, Toby.
..whose Fiesta's been spotted...
They've got the car. ..abandoned.
Just watch this, you have to go over tank traps.
It's a race now to search surrounding streets
before the driver slips away. DOG BARKS
This is a needle-in-a-haystack job.
TOBY: 'Heading towards the direction of Maple Street.'
There's units driving everywhere,
can you plot people up on containment, please?
And in the depths of the dark haystack...
That's him. That's him.
The driver. Where?
Just there.
..is a dodgy glimmer by the bins.
No, really.
Just watch the "G" in "no parking".
He's away and over a wall.
Toby gives chase, while the sergeant moves to cut him off.
He's on foot, he's running.
Right, right, right, Craighill Road.
The runner's already given two interceptors the slip.
Crossed the road onto Holland Street.
OVER RADIO: 'Received.'
Into an alleyway. CAR HORN BEEPS
Looks like he's done it again.
OVER RADIO: 'Stand by.'
He's gonna come back on himself onto Radford Road.
Every cop and their dog are combing the area.
Went that way. He would do because he lives that way.
But there's no sign of their suspect.
OVER RADIO: 'His last known address...'
Paul, Rich, Toby and the sarge rendezvous at his hiding place
to search for clues.
Toby's gone after him on foot, and he's hopped that wall.
Needlessly hopped that wall? He's just went over that well.
To be honest, I didn't even see him.
Which is understandable.
Toby needed night vision to spot this,
but the invisible man did leave one clue.
Oh, is that the car there? Yeah.
His Fiesta, which is being searched by local cops...
There's a few bits in the car,
just try not to get glass all over me.
..who have discovered his driving licence,
which helpfully has his address on it.
He left his wallet in it nicely for us, and his ID. Yeah.
Armed with his thoughtful clue,
Paul and Rich are en route to the suspect's address.
Got you, we'll just come to the area
and just see if he makes his way back.
But before they get there...
OVER RADIO: 'Barnaby Street, or Burnaby Street.'
..their slippery suspect is sighted again on an electric scooter...
Yeah we're coming from the tram crossing now.
..free-wheeling towards Rich and Paul.
Any time now, slow down.
RADIO CHATTER, RADIO BEEPS
So we're with the scooter, where is he in relation to that?
'To you, I don't know.'
Foiled again. We need to go back.
'He's trying to get back to his home address.' Yeah.
It seems the suspect's heading for home
by any transport necessary.
That way. They want to cut him off,
but these streets offer lots of cover.
He likes dipping down and hiding, don't he? Yeah.
So they split up...
I'm gonna get out and have a walk, mate. Doing it.
You can drive around if you want, but I'm going.
Paul, in size nines, in the rain.
I'll float around.
Rich, in a luxury Volvo XC90 with heated seats.
It's gone 1am, and the odd straggler...
Wondered who that was then! Yeah.
..doesn't match the description of their crash-and-run suspect.
Just come up this road, just here.
But Paul's convinced he's here somewhere.
RADIO CHATTER
Another sighting.
If this is their man, it's his third chase tonight...
..and the third time he's pulled away.
RADIO BEEPS
He's up some steps at the end of Rosegarth,
I think back towards Arnold Road.
The full Balboa is no mean feat, carrying ten kilos of kit.
And they've lost him again.
There's a few ways out from here...
He's probably in one of the gardens here.
..and a whole lot of cops.
I don't think he'll have made it out, he'll be in a garden.
Yeah, I've just gone into a garden, there's a security light come on.
And then there's been some noise in next-door garden as I've come in.
Someone's just come through here.
Hello, mate, has anyone come in your garden?
What, just now? Is that why you've opened the door?
And locals are happy to help...
WOMAN: What are you doing in my garden?
Oh, sorry, duck.
..even if it's a shock to find an armed cop on your patio
at one in the morning.
Thank you, duck.
But not everyone's on the side of the interceptors.
MAN: Oi...
One local objects to cops and cameras.
It's absolutely nothing to do with you,
so carry on walking and let us do our job.
No, I'm trying to get some food. Get some food and go home, then.
He's pointing a camera at me. You're the data handler? Right...
Yes? Right. None of your business.
Your food's getting wet, just go away.
Who are you talking to? You.
You're a public servant.
We're trying to do a job, and you're interfering.
I'm trying to do a job, and you're in the way.
No, no, he has, by pointing a camera at me.
You are taking my attention away from what I'm doing.
Shut up. Get your food and go home.
Go on. No. Off you go, then.
You've serviced. Go on.
This isn't helping catch a man who left the scene of a crash.
I want your names and numbers.
I want that. I want that data.
I'm entitled to that data.
And by the time Paul's dealt with this guy...
He's miles away again now.
..have they lost their suspect for good?
Right, go after that Fiesta. Yep.
JOHN THOMSON: Interceptors are getting the run-around
from the driver of a Fiesta.
I've asked him to switch the engine off,
he's then just put his foot down and started to drive off.
He's fled an RTC in front of the cops
and taken crazy risks on the road...
He's gone lights out, wrong way down a one-way street.
..terrified other drivers...
..and decamped.
He's on foot, he's running, right, right, right, Bakewell Road.
Then slipped the net not once...
Crossed the road onto Holland Street...
..into an alleyway.
..not twice, but three times.
Miles away again now.
Luckily, the cops have his abandoned car,
his driving licence and his home address.
But he's going back towards his house,
which is off to the right down there.
And there's been a development.
Their runaway has called the cops to report his Fiesta stolen
and informed them that he's at home.
Oh, so, where's the front of his house?
Front of his house is...
Time for a house call.
KNOCKING
His mum's in...
Hello, duck, sorry to bother you, it's the police.
Would you mind me just having a quick nosy round?
WOMAN: Yeah. ..but he isn't.
NH, apparently, he's not inside this address.
Mum gets the suspect on the phone.
SUSPECT: 'Hi. Where are you?'
I'm at where you told us you were.
'I am, yeah, that's where I live. My car got stolen in town.'
Oh, right, whereabouts are you now, then?
'I'm in town.' Well, whereabouts in town?
'Er, Market Square.' Market Square.
Are you able to get yourself back home
and we can take some details about the theft of your car?
'No. Er, no, have you found my vehicle, please?'
Er, well, yeah, we've found your vehicle,
but we'd just like to speak to you about it.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thank you very much. Yeah.
Yeah. So where can we find you, then?
In a garden, soaking wet?
Well, if you can tell us exactly where you are,
we can get somebody to you.
But we were on the understanding that you were here already.
'I'm just jumping in an Uber.
'No, I'm not... I'm not home, I'm not home.'
Right, OK.
'I was in town, I went to put some money into my account,
'and then the next minute I come, my car's gone missing.'
Where are you exactly?
'I'm jumping in an Uber. All right, I'm on my way back home.'
Right-o.
It takes less than 15 minutes for the suspect to arrive
"from town" in a taxi.
How you doing? How are you?
Not bad, thanks, mate. Find my car?
We have found your car. Thank you.
We're just gonna get one of our colleagues
just to come and have a chat. Eh?
We're gonna get one of our colleagues to come down
and have a chat. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
So, your car, is it your car? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Leaving Rich to chat to the suspect, Paul grabs a word with the cabbie.
Where have you just picked him up from?
Two streets over here? DRIVER: Yes.
Rich, he's only been picked up two streets over that way.
He got a cab from two streets away and not the centre of town,
but he still claims his car was crashed by the guy who stole it.
Yeah, a Black guy. A Black guy got into it and drove off.
Yeah. Well, we think it's you.
Me? Yeah.
Because Toby leaned in the car and talked to the driver
at the scene of the accident.
Driver of the car is here.
My ID and everything is in my car, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
So, he's gonna make sure that he's happy that it is you.
Is that him? Taxi driver says he's picked him up two streets that way.
Yeah.
Do you wanna do the honours, then? Go on.
Hiya, mate, you all right? Don't leave him hanging, Toby.
You all right, buddy? Yeah.
You're under arrest at the minute for failing to stop for the police,
dangerous driving. Take your hands out of your pockets.
I wasn't... I wasn't... I didn't do that! Yeah, you did.
It's OK, we're just gonna put some cuffs on you.
So, just don't fight with anybody. I'm not, I'm not.
NH Oscar Foxtrot, somebody up to transport him to custody.
TOBY READS RIGHTS
Sir, I promise you, you got the wrong person.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence, do you understand that?
Yes, but you got the wrong person.
Your shirt's on inside out, isn't it? No.
Is it not? What are you on about?
You got the label on the back.
Your shirt's definitely inside out, cos the label's on the outside.
That's... No, it's not.
That's an actual label, that's not...
that's not, like, fashion, is it?
That's... That's your Primark label.
It's a style.
The buttons. Are they press studs? Cos you've done well. Yeah.
Oh, no, yeah, then it is on inside out.
SNIGGERING
Well, that's what it's saying and what it looks like.
I don't know why the wash label would be on the outside.
It'll all come out in the wash, mate.
Come on. Come take a seat, just watch your head when you go in.
Yeah, it's satisfying, very satisfying to...
to get them after, what, three hours of trying,
to actually get somebody locked up for it.
Yeah, makes all the walking round in the rain
and all the effort worth it, really.
The cops were unable to prove Mr Elusive was behind the wheel,
and received no charge for the alleged offences
of failing to stop at the scene of an accident, dangerous driving,
and failing to stop for police.
There are many satisfying moments for an interceptor.
Bagging the bad guy.
Catching out a liar. What's your name?
James...?
No, it's not, it's Joshua.
But nothing beats protecting the public.
You're all right now, you're fine. You're OK, don't worry.
We'll get you off the road,
and we'll get the car out the way, OK?
Safety of the public is ultimately paramount to everything we do.
The reason that we deal with criminals, you know,
is to protect the public, protect people.
You know, as there is today, there's thousands of people about,
what we don't wanna be doing is increasing the risk
to people going about their everyday business.
It's the run-up to Christmas,
and people are going about their business in the city centre.
The strategy for interceptors is increased patrols
for this time of year.
Two minutes from the main shopping area,
firearms cops Lewis Marshall and Lee Frith are doing the rounds.
Just when you've really got yourself into the "I'm going home" mode.
Bang, job. Yes.
While CCTV keeps tabs on the Yuletide masses,
capturing a young family enjoying themselves
near the fruit and veg stall.
But as Dad wanders away,
all hell breaks loose from stage right.
Running from a tall man...
..this guy smashes into the mum and her kids.
Meanwhile, the man who chased him is suddenly clutching his face.
Leaving the traumatised family,
the smaller man approaches his pursuer,
who hides behind a bystander.
They circle, ready to fight...
..but tall guy seems to be struggling with his eyes.
With a parting exchange, Shorty legs it,
leaving the guy who chased him in all sorts of bother.
As the tall guy's led off by two men,
a 999 call comes in from someone nearby.
Two Black males in the city centre
have just thrown something in someone's face.
The guy who bowled over the family allegedly sprayed pepper spray
in the eyes of the man who chased him.
And now the suspected sprayer has been spotted nearby,
reportedly with a knife.
BEEPING
Frithy can't get there fast enough,
as word comes in the suspect's in a car park
behind the city centre.
I've done both the car parks off the Lace Market Theatre,
so if you come up to Fletcher Gate car park,
I've done all those car parks to the right hand side.
Lee joined up with a desire to help people.
He doesn't want to spook anyone with a knife in a busy area,
so he kills the blues in his plain car.
But a member of the public spots the uniform.
Hello, mate, you all right?
Next to Tesco Express?
Their suspect's been seen entering a kitchen shop.
So, apparently, they've gone inside Catering Equipment.
Lee arrives to find an undercover cop
about to go after him.
But tackling a man like this in a shop full of knives
is a tricky order,
so the Taser-armed firearms cops take the lead.
You had a Black male come in here?
Mate, show me your hands, show me your hands exactly.
Stay there.
Don't put your hands in your pockets when I'm talking to you.
Yeah, turn around, spin around, spin around. Stay there.
Hands on your head. Go on, Lee, puts some cuffs on him.
They can't be too careful,
he's alleged to have pepper-sprayed someone
and may have a knife.
You got a knife on you?
What are you doing in here, then?
Well, you haven't, have you?
You won't be knocking up a souffle in those bracelets, chef.
Being detained at the moment, OK, for a Section 1 search.
Have you been involved in an incident just now?
No. No?
So why is a load of people telling me that you've been involved
in an incident, then? I don't know, mate.
Could it be because there's CCTV footage
of someone just like you kicking off in the city centre?
There's, like, a small little knife in this bag.
There's a knife? Right. Take this off.
A search of his bag reveals a tiny knife,
not the blade described by the person who called it in.
He's got, like, the tiniest penknife ever,
but I just think it's something more.
There's some reason he's come in here.
Cos we were in an unmarked, and we didn't have blues on,
so he's not reacted to the police car.
I'm just gonna see if there's anything on CCTV,
if he's hiding stuff, you know.
If the guy had a bigger knife,
this is the perfect store in which to hide it,
so the team goes to town, searching cookware...
..and scrutinising CCTV.
MAN: There.
But they've drawn a blank.
I'm getting too old for this. Ow.
Apart from CCTV of the original incident,
a tiny penknife is all they have on their suspect,
who is well known to Lewis.
So...
All right, thank you.
Always.
Always, mate. Is it yourselves checking CCTV?
Well, you've been involved in something, haven't you?
Excuse me? Allegedly.
I'm not stupid. Don't talk to me like I'm stupid, yeah?
I'm not talking to you like you're stupid,
but you can't put a finger on me, you know...
So, I'll tell you what, I'll go and view CCTV
while you're still in handcuffs,
and I'll bet you any money that you're involved in it in some way.
I'm not involved in it.
OK. Then you'll get a full apology from me.
The suspect is off to the nick,
but though there's CCTV footage of the incident,
the tall guy who was allegedly sprayed
refuses to cooperate,
and there's no sign of the large knife
reported by the 999 caller.
So, they've got no IP evidence.
Lock him up as well, then.
The knife is tiny, is it an offensive weapon?
Has he threatened anybody? We don't know.
So locking him up for the public order offence.
It could be tough to make a case against their suspect,
but Frithy's still a happy interceptor.
Genuinely, what I love about that job is a member of the public
has rang for help, and they're stood in the middle of a street
with someone that's potentially got a knife,
and I was two minutes away
because we were following the patrol strategy.
And when that member of the public needed us,
you just saw the look of relief on his face
when he saw that we were a police car.
Keeping the peace on Earth is what it's about,
but a Christmas miracle emerged
when the suspect was searched at the nick.
One can of pepper spray, one butterfly knife
and a partridge in a pear tree.
Can Man pleaded guilty to possession of weapons
and breaching a suspended sentence.
The judge gave him a 12-month suspended sentence
and ordered him to pay a victim surcharge of £156.
Looks like a bag of white powder.
Cops don't seize big bags of drugs every day.
There's obviously a fairly substantial amount
of what would appear to be coke.
But every day, the knife-crime team disrupts the local drug trade.
So, we're out on the City South area of the city today.
Their MO - flood drug hotspots with cops, and keep their eyes open.
We've got three marked cars, and we've got a plain car out today.
Looking for our normal stuff - drug dealers, knife carriers.
Dan and Mike are on one side of an estate...
..while on the other,
Joe thinks he's spotted two guys on bikes serving up.
I'm on the tram tracks now.
There's two lads on bikes are coming,
and they've turned round.
Yeah, he's running.
OFFICER: 'Towards alleyway.'
One of the bikers has taken off, and Joe's after him on foot.
'One on the bike towards Robin Hood now.'
Yeah, got you. He's up to us now. There we go.
Yeah, we've got him, he's gonna go down the alleyway
towards Wilford Crescent West.
Back under the underpass.
He's back under the underpass
towards Houseman, if you can get in there.
Dump me out.
Dan's been in enough chases to know it pays to keep a close eye
in alleyways, in case anything dodgy gets dropped.
'Towards Wilford Grove, yeah?'
Ten-four.
'Which way? Towards Wilford Grove?'
OFFICER: 'Yes, yes, Wilford Grove, coming round there now.'
He's in the alleyway,
he's gonna be coming out onto Wilford Grove just about now.
What? Onto Wilford Crescent West?
Yeah, sorry, Wilford Crescent West.
I'm gonna wait in this alleyway just in case he spins back round.
Spoiler alert, he doesn't.
But he does run straight into Mike.
Just stay where you are, mate. Stay where you are for us.
The suspect cyclist surprisingly stops, as good as gold.
He's soon in cuffs, and coughing to carrying cannabis.
Where's cannabis, in here? PHONE RINGS
He's also ringing off the hook on more than one phone.
So, I've seen him discard a burner
that I found in the garden, mate, here.
Burner's ringing off the hook as well.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
Got a shitload of cash on him as well.
He's obviously, you know, bang at it.
They suspect he's dumped something else.
As I've got him coming round the corner,
he's made no attempt to ride off at that point,
he's sort of given up.
So obviously, whatever he's dumped,
he's dumped before he's come round this corner,
after the alleyway.
He was hanging around in this alleyway,
so I just want to search it, see if he's ditched something.
He's definitely been just around...
cos I've seen him from there, and he's been around here.
Ten-four.
The alley's clean,
but there's a dirty job to do if they're to be thorough.
'Around the corner,
'he's made no attempt to ride off at that point, he's given up.'
Yeah, there's quite a lot in there. I can't see properly.
Someone's literally been throwing money away.
There's all sorts around...
Why'd he dump cash?
He wouldn't just dump the cash, would he?
You've got... 60 quid.
Yeah, we've had the bin out, there's nothing else in the bin.
Not IN the bin... There you go.
Got it? Oh, sound.
..but next to it.
We've located the drugs, discarded, so all sorted. Thank you, anyway.
It was suspected to be crack cocaine,
which is all bundled up in this nice little wrap.
There's not that many, but with the whole circumstances,
him making off, the burner phone ringing, the cash,
all the signs are there for a Class A drug dealer.
So he's gonna be coming in for possession with intent to supply.
Oh, God.
How we doing? Fine.
Probably not amazing, cos you're in the back of here, but...
While balaclava man gets checked into custody...
Follow me this way.
..a Section 18 search of his property...
Police, anyone in?
..reveals more of what was casually binned.
Plenty of cash. And yet more burner phones.
They've seized cash, drugs,
and more mobiles than Carphone Warehouse.
Which, having briefly glanced over the messages,
says to me there's gonna be drug-dealing material on that phone.
Given the evidence they've collected,
the cops are confident they disrupted a genuine bad guy.
Just pull your hood down for us.
We'll have to just take that balaclava off as well,
mate, all right, and book it all in.
After an investigation into the cyclist who stopped by the bin,
no action was taken for the alleged offences
of possession with intent to supply Class A and Class B drugs,
as the drugs were not found on him.
Coming up...
OFFICER: 'Vehicle failing to stop, Coppice Road.'
..Coops and Rambo hunt down a speeder...
Stand by for decamp.
Stand still!
..who's quick to regret poking the landshark.
JOHN THOMSON: When dealing with cops,
there are five words any lawbreaker should heed...
Police with a dog! Stop, stop!
..never run from the dog.
He's got my arm! Ah!
It's the first breath of Wednesday,
the only things up at this time should be cops and badgers.
But Coops has snagged an early riser.
OFFICER: Advanced driver, pursuit trained.
It's a left, left, left, back onto Coppice Road.
The car, a Seat, has a marker on it for speeding offences.
Speed seven-zero in a three-zero.
It's low risk, and he's going to the Killisick Estate.
But there are two good reasons
why the driver should think twice about speeding off now.
Yeah, it's committed, Killisick, Beechwood Road.
One, Coops is an advanced driver in a 150-mile-per hour Skoda vRS,
and two...
BARKING
..he's got police dog Rambo in the boot.
Speed five-zero in a three-zero.
Still low risk.
But far from thinking twice, this guy's put his foot down.
Still Killisick Road.
Speed seven-zero in a three-zero, medium risk.
Or has he?
Heavy braking. It's a left, left, Kilbourne Road.
Stand by for decamp.
Coops reads the runes of the road like a master.
Still Kilbourne Road. And it's off-road, off-road.
But he knows a bail out is imminent.
A very foolish bail out.
Police with a dog! Police with a dog!
Stop! Stop right there! Rambo's activated.
Catch up! Catch up! Catch up!
Police with a dog! Stop there! Don't move!
And if there's one thing dumber than running from Rambo,
it's poking him in the eye in the vain attempt to defend yourself
rather than stopping struggling.
COOPS SHOUTS, RAMBO BARKS
Some very poor decision-making tonight, mate.
RAMBO BARKS
Why?
He won't be poking anything with that hand for a while.
Have you got anything on you you shouldn't have?
Right.
Don't move, mate.
I can't leave the dog now.
I've gotta wait till the cops come.
I'll look after you, all right? Douro Drive.
In the meantime, you're nicked.
At this moment in time, you're under arrest
for failing to stop, dangerous driving.
'Ey up, mate.
Can you put some gloves on for us, mate? He's been bitten.
Has he? Right. Yeah.
Can you just get a first-aid kit as well, please?
This guy impacts impressive pace on two legs.
You got some distance there, mate. But they're no match for four.
Did you not hear me shout, "There's a dog"?
Mate, look, we'll get your injuries sorted, all right?
What we're gonna do, handcuffs... handcuffs are gonna go on you,
then we'll check your injuries.
Altogether now - never... poke... the dog.
Coops' poor decision-maker was found guilty of dangerous driving,
got a 20-week prison sentence suspended for 18 months,
and a 12-month driving ban.
Rambo lost a bit of fur in the incident,
but after the once over from the vet,
he got a clean bill of health and returned to active duty.
In you go.