HASTINGS: D.I. Denton, I'm arresting you
for conspiracy to murder a protected witness.
-[ Screaming ] -You've been talking to AC-12!
-What is it? -Tracking device.
We were investigating Denton
and the whole time it didn't matter
what route she took that night --
The ambushers were tracking Akers!
DENTON: The records show that Superintendent Hastings
is in considerable financial difficulties.
I'd like you to carry on.
Very grateful, sir. Thank you, sir.
If I was to put myself forward for promotion,
this particular officer more or less tipped me the wink.
We had a deal.
Immunity from prosecution, you two-faced bastard.
COTTAN: Deputy Chief Constable Dryden.
Tommy's "two-faced bastard."
AKERS: The Caddy?
He's been one of us since he was a wee laddie.
He's been doing a job on the inside for years.
Mind if I look into that, sir?
FLEMING: Carly Kirk? No I.D. yet.
Her face and finger pulps were burnt off.
The detective came to the house and took the stuff you said.
That's him.
ARNOTT: Nurse? Where's --
Aaaaaah!
FLEMING: Georgia was killed by one of ours.
Aah!
Don't be alarmed, ma'am.
[ Screaming ]
Help!
[ Tires screech ]
Out.
You've been in custody. You've been interviewed.
What've you told them?
-Nothing. -Christ's sake.
-What have you told them? -Nothing.
[ Gasps ]
[ Muffled screaming ]
[ Coughing ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Coughing ]
[ Gasping ]
We know you've been cooperating with AC-12.
The prison officers burning your hands --
That didn't get the message over?
Okay, I'm gonna ask you again. What've you told them?
Nothing.
Aah!
Now it gets serious.
What've you told them?
-D-Dryden. -Speak up!
Mike Dryden set the whole thing up.
We're listening.
[ Gasping ]
That's all I said. That's all I said to AC-12.
Jesus Christ, Manny, let's just do her.
I've done one female copper. Don't think I won't do another.
DENTON: It's the truth!
They've charged you, remanded you.
What've they got on you?
Dryden set me up!
Aah!
Last chance.
It is the truth! [ Sobs ]
You didn't recognize him?
Whatever.
He's been a liability ever since the e-fit came out.
Now get in the car!
-Get in the car! -Aah!
You're a liability, too, unless you start telling the truth!
Think about it, yeah?
Get in!
[ Siren wails ]
Right, that's the prison officers away.
They look fine. What about Denton?
We don't know whether she was kidnapped.
Or they were springing her from custody.
MAN: All patrols, all patrols, repeat,
Lindsay Denton has escaped from custody.
Denton is known to employ misrepresentation and deceit.
Well, I couldn't have put it better myself.
HASTINGS: Right. Get out there and find her.
-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
"Yes, sir." "Yes, sir."
God help us all if we've lost her.
[ Running footsteps ]
[ Cellphone dials ]
[ Line rings ]
WOMAN: Hello, Police.
This is D.S. Manish Prasad, Polk Avenue vice.
We've just sighted D.I. Denton.
D.C. Cole was in pursuit, but I've lost him.
-What is your location? -I'm going after them!
D.S. Prasad?
[ Engine revs ]
-[ Thud ] -Aah!
Aaaah!
[ Groaning ]
[ Engine revs ]
Aah!
[ Engine revs ]
[ Groaning ]
I need an ambulance.
Yeah, sure. You pass me the phone.
-It's in my pocket. -I'm not gonna reach for it.
You want an ambulance, you pass it.
[ Groaning ]
Right.
We'll get to the ambulance in a minute.
First, when I turn this on, you're gonna record a statement.
Dryden, the ambush, and me.
You got it?
If I talk, I'm a dead man.
And maybe you are anyway.
So talk.
Please call an ambulance.
Why'd they use you for the job?
They had stuff on me and Cole.
He's Cole?
Jez. J-Jeremy Cole.
What kind of stuff?
We're vice. Use your imagination.
-And Dryden? -Him too.
So there's the story.
That's why Dryden set up the ambush.
[ Beeps, tone chimes ]
The suspect has asked me to record what he believes
is his dying declaration
following his receiving life-threatening injuries
in a road traffic collision
and finding himself in the hopeless expectation of death.
State your name.
You really think you're gonna get out of this?
Not gonna happen.
You killed Wallis and Butler.
Your mate killed Georgia Trotman!
All police! All innocent!
[ Groaning ]
-[ Engine revving ] -Aah!
Aah!
Please!
-[ Groaning ] -[ Door opens, closes ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
-[ Tone chimes ] -Now talk.
D.S. Manish Prasad.
In the hope-- hopeless expectation of death,
I record my dying declaration.
[ Radio beeps ]
MAN: Sighting of Lindsay Denton.
Identifying cell of caller's phone.
-[ Cellphone rings ] -Stand by for location.
D.S. Arnott.
DENTON: This is Lindsay Denton.
I've detained the two gunmen who carried out the ambush.
They're in a bad way so I've recorded a dying declaration.
Where are you?
Check your in-box for the audio file.
[ Chimes ]
-It's here. -ARNOTT: Got it.
The old Highpoint Building. I'm keeping this phone on.
They can triangulate to this position.
Lindsay? Lindsay?
Highpoint's over in Moss Heath. You need to make a U--
[ Siren wails ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Gasping weakly ]
[ Sirens wailing ]
-Two bodies. Ready to approach. -Thank you.
Right, I want this scene secure.
Right now, somebody evidence and secure this phone!
Paramedics!
On my authority, you're free to enter the crime scene.
Thank you.
-Is he dead? -Yeah.
Right. On my authority, check that body. Thank you.
Denton's on foot, sir. She can't have got far.
-Yes. Kate, put out obs. -Sir.
Boss, I got an idea. Okay if I check it out?
Yes, off you go, Steve.
This one's still alive.
I want to stay with him, sir, keep hold of firearm units,
make sure he gets to hospital safely.
Agreed. Agreed, Kate. Good idea, good idea.
Dot, you're with her, all right?
Sir.
[ Siren wails ]
Right! Come on! We've got to get this cordon sorted out!
[ Police radio chatter ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
Kate.
FLEMING: Steve, Prasad's still alive.
Received.
KASIA: She's in her mother's room.
ARNOTT: Keep out for now.
Just arrived.
Nobody approach her. Stay on the line.
-You the nurse I was talking to? -Yes.
Where is she? Last door on the left.
You hear any commotion, you call 999 straightaway.
Okay.
Lindsay?
It's Steve Arnott.
I'd like to come in if that's okay.
Lindsay, I'm coming in now.
I'm very sorry for your loss.
I should have been with her.
We can arrange for you to see her, if that's what you want.
They've already stripped her room.
Her things were very personal.
-They mustn't lose them. -No, of course.
They've got to be returned to you.
How did you know I was here?
She was your mum.
I'll come now.
Take as long as you need.
I'll just be outside.
Thank you.
[ Sobbing ]
[ Sobbing continues ]
[ Monitors beeping ]
COTTAN: Well, let's hope he lives.
Oh, it's not whether he lives. It's whether he'll talk.
-Do you think he will? -He's got to.
Chances are this asshole's the Caddy.
Come on.
Look, I know what the crime scene must look like.
What happened?
I was just defending myself. I only meant to immobilize him.
You succeeded.
Don't make light of it. It was horrible.
What happened to Cole?
Prasad murdered him.
Tell me something. Copper to copper.
Cole.
Was he definitely the one that killed Georgia?
Yeah.
He confessed.
You listened to the whole declaration Prasad made?
No, not yet.
Dryden ordered the ambush, Steve.
With Cole and Prasad dead,
how do you propose to build a case against Dryden?
We'll manage.
The fact that he's deputy chief constable is not an issue, no?
He's been accused of lying about a driving offense,
and it's all just melted away.
It's nothing to do with him being the DCC?
Where's it all coming from, Steve?
Hastings, right?
Every rank above DCI is more politician than policeman.
Hastings isn't daft enough to take Dryden on.
-You really don't know the man. -No.
-I think I know you, though. -Do you?
Dryden ordered the killings of four police officers,
and one of them was Georgia.
Dot, Kate. Come with me.
The rest of you, back to your work.
No one present at the Highpoint crime scene
should enter this room,
to prevent forensic cross-contamination.
Is she under arrest and cautioned?
-For what? -Escape from lawful custody.
I was kidnapped.
Yes, well, we'll let a court determine that, shall we?
They weren't springing her, sir. They were gonna kill her.
Kate, will you do that anyway?
-Yes, sir. -Mm-hmm.
We'll also need your clothes for forensics.
Nothing personal, you understand?
It's procedure.
We'll have a doctor look at you,
and in the meantime we'll take care of you.
Kate, you get a female officer to recover her clothes, yeah?
-FLEMING: Sir. -No, no. Not you.
We want your clothes as well.
There's an audio file, sir. You'll hear she's innocent.
HASTINGS: Yes, and I will listen to it.
When you're done here,
you place her in protective custody
in a random police station under a false I.D.
Kate.
Lindsay Denton, you're to be charged
with escape from lawful custody.
Do you require any legal representation at this time?
Okay.
PRASAD: D.S. Manish Prasad.
In the hope-- hopeless expectation of death,
I record my dying declaration.
I carried out the ambush with D.C. Jeremy Cole.
Under orders from Deputy Chief Constable Dryden.
[ Breathing heavily ]
Mother of God.
[ Knock on door ]
Sorry, gaffer, I didn't think this could wait any longer
now we've got the dying declaration.
FLEMING: You've seen these images from CCTV.
COTTAN: The lip-reader's analyzed the tape.
Nothing incriminating. Just banter.
But Dryden and Prasad appear to be on friendly terms.
FLEMING: Looking at their personnel records,
Dryden was department head at vice
when Prasad joined as a DC.
COTTAN: They knew each other well, sir.
From the CCTV, you'd go so far as to call them mates.
FLEMING: That's 15-year-old misper Carly Kirk,
also at the function.
We've contacted the catering company,
and they've got no record to say
that she was an employee of theirs that night.
She was known to Prasad,
and we believe this is the last time she was seen alive.
Yeah, g-good work. Very good work. Well done.
-Sir. -Sir.
Yeah.
[ Sighs ]
He said to go straight in.
Gone to ground, Ted?
My office has been asking all day for you to report.
Ah, you'll have to forgive me, sir.
I was just making sure of my facts.
Well, let's have them.
We've got the gunmen, sir --
one recorded confessing to the ambush
and naming his accomplice.
Well, that's fantastic work, Ted.
I want to hear that recording.
All in good time, sir.
Uh, this is a joint operation.
I will not disclose any leads
to Detective Chief Superintendent Hargreaves, sir,
and that is final.
Give us a minute, Les.
Les.
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
Do I have to drag it out of you, Ted?
The two gunmen are or were serving detectives
assigned to vice, sir.
Well, uh, that is a matter of great sensitivity.
It's the right thing to do, to keep a lid on it.
Who -- Who were they?
I'd rather not say, sir. I'm still gathering information.
There's those two plus Akers.
And Denton, of course.
Of course, there may be others, sir,
involved in the conspiracy -- others yet to be identified.
Well, very good. Very good.
[ Clears throat ]
Being indiscreet for a moment,
you could be looking at a promotion here, Ted.
Assuming you want it.
[ Chuckles ] It's a team effort, sir.
Oh, none of that false modesty.
Denise said to come straight in.
Absolutely.
It's a shame you can't appear in front of camera,
but stick around for the press conference.
Press conference, sir?
What did I say about false modesty?
This is the breakthrough we've been desperate for.
If you'll excuse us, Ted.
Sir.
Sorry to keep you.
Dr. Kaur will see you now.
And then the burns specialist
will come and have a look at your hands.
-I'll wait here. -Thanks.
Dr. Kaur wants her notes downloaded.
She was seen earlier this year.
-All right? -All right.
You want one, sir?
Or have you packed up now you've gone squeaky clean?
I have packed up, as it happens.
That's another thing you can act superior about, then, sir.
We're off duty, mate. It's still "Dot."
How can I help you, sir?
Look, it's all about information in this game.
I was hoping you could help me out
with some information about a certain executive officer.
You're asking the wrong bloke.
Aforementioned executive officer
had his name splashed all over the papers for his wife's SP30.
A paper you used to throw the odd titbit every now and then,
if I remember right.
No comment.
Look, it's no skin off my nose
if you're making a bit of extra holiday pay.
Perk of the job.
What counts is what happened with Dryden.
What really happened that night?
You're in A.C. five minutes,
you think it's all right to grass on your own.
Dryden? One of our own?
What, he's having posh lunches with the PCC
and shagging on expenses.
We don't owe him anything, mate.
Well, if it's a choice between sticking it to an exec
or sticking it to A.C., I'll have to think about it.
This is all off record.
Come on.
Help me stick it to that smug bastard.
What I heard was, it was going 'round wife to wife.
She was in a state about the SP30,
terrified about the embarrassment.
Then all of a sudden
it wasn't her who was driving, it was him.
So, what was he up to?
You got it from vice. You never heard it from me.
Scout's honor.
He likes 'em young.
You got a name you can throw me from vice?
There is a lad. Mouthy. Jez Cole.
Jeremy Cole?
Yeah, I've -- I've heard they call him the Caddy.
I'll have to take your word for that.
Will you, though?
What?
Look, if you think you've got it bad, you should try A.C.
The bean counters are all over you for everything.
But I need to get this box ticked.
All you have to do is say
you've heard this nickname used for Cole.
It'll make it easier to keep your name out the Dryden saga.
I don't think the DCC would be best pleased
to find out who splashed his name all over the papers.
But it won't come to that.
For old times' sake.
Apparently Cole likes to wear golf jumpers,
but he's never played the game.
Hence, the Caddy.
Nige?
Nice one.
[ Engine turns over ]
[ Vehicle departs ]
ARNOTT: How is he?
FLEMING: Stable.
When he talks, we'll know the truth.
He's already talked.
Under extreme duress.
Have you told Lindsay he's alive?
No.
Good.
You should get off home.
I'm gonna stay.
I want to be here when he comes round.
All right.
-Night. -Night.
[ Sighs ]
Steve.
Give us a minute, will you?
Cheers.
I don't suppose you've got any idea
what it's like to be locked up 24 hours a day, have you?
I'm sorry.
Hold me on the original conspiracy charge
but please let me make a second bail application.
Please, Steve. I can't be locked up anymore.
[ Sighs ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Indistinct conversation ]
Your honor, the defendant wishes to make
a second bail application.
I'll hear it.
The defendant has proved she's not a flight risk
by willingly surrendering herself into police custody.
She's also fully cooperating with Anti-Corruption Unit 12
in their further inquiries
into the murders of three police officers
on the 5th of September.
JUDGE: Ms. Latimer?
Your honor, the prosecution no longer opposes bail
subject to the defendant surrendering her passport
and residing at her home address,
this being monitored by an electronic tag.
This is on the basis, your honor, that the defendant
continues to cooperate fully with Anti-Corruption Unit 12.
JUDGE: From what I've heard,
bail is granted subject to these conditions.
Someone could've put the heating on.
I need a shower and a change of clothes.
The, uh, base unit...
Yeah, will alert you if I run off into the night.
A uniformed officer will remain outside.
-Is that overkill? -For your protection.
Right, yeah. Thanks.
Great.
I don't suppose you got any ketchup.
Must've left it with the pickled onions and mushy peas.
-Are you being sarcastic? -A bit.
I've just had my fill recently of people speaking to me
in a mean-spirited way, that's all.
Sorry.
What happened to the cat?
Taken to a home when I got put on remand.
Will you be able to get it back?
Her. She's been adopted.
-Sorry, I didn't mean to... -It's all right.
Probably thought it was just a cat.
Mike was the same. He was allergic.
He said we could never move in together if I kept a cat.
-My previous cat. -What, you got rid of it?
Well, I -- I thought he would move in.
You must hate him for it.
Like you said, it was just a cat.
I didn't say that.
Well, I'm -- I'm home.
I'm semi-free.
And you got wine.
Thought after all you'd been through
it'd take the edge off.
Yeah. You thought right.
-Do you want one? -Better not.
Well, if you don't drink it, I will.
Can't jail me for that, can they?
Cheers.
Prasad's not dead.
He's in a bad way right now,
but there's every chance he'll talk.
Good.
I really better leave you to settle in.
Thanks.
We have on record your dying declaration,
made when you were under the hopeless expectation of death,
testifying to the fact that you carried out the ambush
in concert with D.C. Jeremy Cole,
and under the orders
of Deputy Chief Constable Michael Dryden.
Now, is all this true?
Whether it's true or false is irrelevant.
It was obtained under duress, so it's inadmissible in court.
Well, we've got a pile of evidence that is admissible.
Kidnap, attempted murder,
murder, conspiracy,
perverting the course of justice,
sexual activity with a child.
You are going down for a long time, fella.
And I'm looking at three muppets who know I'm their best witness.
Jesus.
Let's talk about this 15-year-old girl.
Carly Kirk.
We have witnesses telling us that you were her boyfriend.
You mopped up the DNA control samples
from her foster parents' home
so her body couldn't be identified.
That your idea, Manish? Or was it Dryden's?
Did Dryden kill her?
I request immunity from prosecution
and enrollment in a witness protection program.
Look, we have you on tape at a City Hall function
with Dryden and Carly Kirk.
Immunity.
What were the three of you doing there together?
Immunity.
Steve. There's summat you need to see.
This was found in the boot of Prasad's private car,
under the spare wheel.
So the night we're interested in is the 16th of August,
the night of the driving offense.
Carly Kirk.
He must have left the reception with her.
Keep going.
Got the bastard.
Open those last files.
We've got Prasad's dying declaration
that it was Dryden that set up the ambush,
and now we've got motive.
FLEMING: These photos were also found.
This appears to be Carly Kirk's body
before it was buried under the concrete floor
at the industrial unit.
HASTINGS: Good work.
Good work, yeah.
There's just one thing I don't understand here.
I mean, if Prasad had these photographs,
to my mind that makes him part of the effort
to blackmail Dryden.
So, what are you saying?
That he just changes sides,
does Dryden's bidding, and sets up the ambush?
Well, until we get the CPS to agree to terms
on Prasad's immunity, we're stuck.
And we're stuck on Dryden without Prasad's testimony.
It's too many ifs and buts.
That's why we need to fill in the gaps with Dryden, sir.
We're past the evidence threshold, sir.
ARNOTT: We can't do much more without arresting him.
We would've done, if he weren't the DCC, eh?
Yeah.
Do it.
-Sir. -Sir.
Sir.
What's going on?
Would you come with us, please, sir?
Where?
We've made an arrangement with East Midlands.
Superintendent Hastings felt
that was the most sensitive way to proceed.
Work, love. Give us a minute.
Please.
I'm not gonna make this easy for you.
Michael Dryden, you're to accompany us for questioning.
We're not arresting you at this time,
but if you do not comply,
then we will be forced to arrest you.
Get home, the pair of you. Past your bedtime.
ARNOTT: We're not going anywhere, sir,
unless you're coming with us.
Michael Dryden, I am arresting you.
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense
if you fail to mention when questioned
something you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be used in evidence.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Door opens ]
-Hiya. -Hi.
-Do you want a drink? -No.
No. Sit down, love.
Is everything okay?
Um...
About the cruise.
I got ahead of myself.
You got my hopes up.
Why, if you couldn't follow through?
It has to do with work.
I had to do the right thing.
Oh.
Okay.
Well, as long as you got to do the right thing,
that's okay, then.
DRYDEN: Thanks to sterling work
by one of this force's most highly specialized units,
the two gunmen responsible for the 5th of September ambush
are now in our hands.
But this is a momentous day for this police force,
for the rule of law, and, most importantly,
for the grieving families of our four fallen comrades.
[ Metal clanging ]
[ Pounding on door ]
Thank you.
The format of this interview
is the same with any other suspect.
You no longer have the right to be questioned by an officer
at least one rank superior.
[ Buzzing tone sounds ]
[ Tone stops ]
Interview of Michael Edward Dryden
in the presence of his solicitor
by D.S. Arnott, D.C. Fleming.
May I begin, sir?
I've already been in custody for eight hours.
Think you'd better get a move on.
Clock's ticking.
In respect of the night of 5th September,
the night of the ambush,
you received a phone call from D.I. Denton.
We've covered this.
Well, one question requires further examination.
Prior to the call,
what was your relationship, if any, with D.I. Denton?
Two things. One, there was no relationship.
Two, this lies outside the parameters of the investigation.
Well, we're at liberty to investigate
any connection to the ambush,
its conspirators, and its alleged conspirators.
[ Whispering ] You should answer.
May I continue, sir?
Apparently you may.
-Did you know her? -Yes.
We worked together in crime analysis.
A six-month posting about five years ago.
FLEMING: D.I. Denton was on duty that night,
covering for Inspector Joseph Barlow.
Inspector Barlow was invited by you
to attend a Crime Executive seminar.
By my office, not by me.
The Crime Executive meets once a month.
We regularly invite officers of all ranks and specializations.
ARNOTT: If Barlow hadn't been there,
he would've been the duty inspector
the night of the ambush, not Denton.
The names come up on a list. Barlow wasn't cherry-picked.
It's a coincidence.
But you accept, as a result of your invitation --
It's a coincidence. An unfortunate one.
Move on.
On the call from D.I. Denton, you addressed her as "Linda."
Did I?
According to Denton, that's what you called her.
I don't get where you're going with this.
FLEMING: One theory would be
that you were trying to conceal to your wife
that you were receiving a call from D.I. Denton.
And it'd be wrong.
According to Denton's statement, when you worked together,
your relationship went beyond the purely professional.
First half-baked theories. Now innuendo.
You must want to face a suit for wrongful arrest.
FLEMING: You deny an affair with Lindsay Denton?
I do.
FLEMING: You deny spending nights together
at her residence, Queen's Arms Hotel,
among other places?
I strenuously deny an affair with Lindsay Denton.
An affair isn't necessarily the same as sexual relations.
Have you had sexual relations with Lindsay Denton?
I need a definition of sexual relations.
If I may, sir.
"For the purpose of this investigation,
a person engages in sexual relations
when the person knowingly engages in, receives, or causes
contact with the genitalia, anus, groin, breast,
inner thigh, or buttocks of any person
with an intent to arouse or gratify sexual desire.
Contact means intentional touching,
either directly or through clothing."
I shagged her a couple of times.
She was a bunny boiler, and I moved on.
Obviously she wanted there to be more to it.
[ Sighs ]
Ma'am, if you'd kindly refer to Document 3 in your folder,
you'll see signed authority
to access your client's telecommunication records.
I see Superintendent Hastings' signature.
FLEMING: Sir, if you'd kindly refer
to Document 4 in your folder, you'll see said records
relating to the 16th of August of this year.
I see them.
You'll see a call was made at 9:33 p.m.
from your mobile phone,
lasting approximately 20 seconds.
Do you recognize the number receiving the call?
No.
FLEMING: This mobile phone is registered to Lindsay Denton.
-I made that call. -What was said in that call?
It was a long time ago.
According to Denton's statement, you sounded distressed.
-Why were you distressed? -I'm sick of her bullshit!
I called Lindsay because she'd been following me.
Just when I think she's got the message, there she is again.
Could be a week, could be a month,
but she turns up and it starts all over again.
You're alleging she's a stalker, sir?
That's exactly what I'm alleging.
She knows she can get away with it
because there is no way I'm gonna let her
have her say about "us."
My wife having to listen to that.
In what way did she allegedly stalk you that night?
I'm not saying she was there that particular night.
I'm just saying she had a habit of turning up and hassling me.
-ARNOTT: You sure about that? -Yes.
Witnesses?
Let me tell you about Lindsay Denton.
She's too smart to let there be witnesses.
She gets your phone records, D.C. Fleming.
Superintendent Hastings, she gets his financial records.
D.S. Arnott, she followed you, took compromising photos.
Did you see her? Were there any witnesses?
You want to watch her.
She's manipulative and conniving.
Can't trust a word she says.
Can we be clear?
You accept the phone record is accurate?
As I've said.
I'd be grateful, sir,
if you'd refer to Document 8 in your folder.
FLEMING: Document 8 is a transcript
of part of a previous interview your client gave us
under Regulation 15 notice.
A complaint was made regarding an SP30.
A vehicle registered to Mrs. Helen Dryden
was flashed by a speed camera,
and a week later traffic received notice
that you were driving.
ARNOTT: From the transcript --
"'D.C.C. Dryden' --
I was driving. Helen was home.
I drove back towards town to buy some beer and wine
from the off-license.
I changed my mind and went home."
Said offense took place
on the evening of the 16th of August.
Your mobile phone record
places you miles away from the speed camera,
making a call to D.I. Lindsay Denton.
ARNOTT: You weren't driving that car.
It says so...
...here.
Virtually my whole marriage I've worked long hours.
It's taken a toll.
[ Sighs ]
That night, Helen was at an A.A. meeting.
She was worried it would get out
if the speeding charge was taken further.
She made out I was driving and posted the form.
By the time she told me, it was too late.
I hoped no one would ever find out,
but some asshole leaked it all over the papers.
[ Sighs ]
She was ashamed she was attending those meetings.
I'm the one that should be ashamed.
We have information
that your wife had confided her driving offense to friends.
She had a clean license, no chance of being banned.
We don't think that was a good enough reason for her to lie.
The only reason would be to provide you with an alibi.
Or for you to seize the opportunity to create one.
I didn't fill in that form.
If I happen to know it was my wife that did so,
I have no intention of testifying against her.
The lawyers'll have a field day.
The real villain in all this
is whatever toe-rag leaked that story
to bring me down because the politicians and the PCC
don't like me telling the truth about service cutbacks.
Why are you talking about service cutbacks, sir?
I'm trying to get you to open your eyes, son.
They're open.
If you weren't driving your wife's car,
what were you doing that night?
I've answered your questions. We're done here.
We're not.
-Where were you that night? -No comment.
Document 10.
Here's a map showing the mobile phone cell
from which your call originated that evening.
-Please specify your location. -DRYDEN: No comment.
ARNOTT: You were out in the Edge Park area.
-Why? -No comment.
FLEMING: D.S. Manish Prasad and D.C. Jeremy Cole
carried out the ambush on September 5th.
ARNOTT: Were you meeting with them?
What is this? Are you insane?
Look in your folder. Document 11.
Evidence log from D.C.S. Hargreaves' team,
re the vehicle used by D.S. Jayne Akers
during the ambush.
Item 14 -- mobile magnetic radio tracking device.
There was a lump on Akers' vehicle
that allowed the gunmen to track her.
This evidence was withheld from AC-12.
You knew about this, but you let us make a case
against Lindsay Denton regardless.
FLEMING: Why did you withhold the evidence?
The investigations were separate at the time.
It felt like the right way to go.
I didn't keep track of every little piece of evidence myself.
You were happy for your alleged stalker
to be charged and remanded.
You were happy for her to take the blame
for something she didn't do.
You set her up!
She's the one out for revenge! She's the one out to get me!
She's using you all, and you've fallen for it!
Where were you that night?
Don't go down this road, son. It doesn't end well.
You got the balls to charge me?
Tick-tock.
ARNOTT: As you know, sir,
you can be held in custody for a maximum of 36 hours,
after which you'll either be charged or released.
We thank you for your cooperation
and we intend to continue.
Document 13.
This is a transcript
from a statement you gave to the press
on August 9th.
In it, you expressed disapproval for, in your words,
"repugnant offenders"
who should have their immunity from prosecution taken away.
ARNOTT: One such offender being John Thomas Hunter,
aka Tommy Hunter, the protected witness.
We have Hunter on tape, stating his intention to blackmail you.
For the tape, I'm presenting the suspect with photographs
entered in evidence -- evidence number H86734-D.
Do you recognize the male in this photograph?
It's me.
Speak up for the tape.
-It's me. -FLEMING: And the girl?
Don't know.
FLEMING: For the tape, I'm presenting the suspect
with photographs entered in evidence --
evidence number H86734-A to -C, -E to -K.
ARNOTT: That's you and the female?
Plainly.
What's happening in these photographs?
-Who's the girl? -I don't know.
You appear to know her well enough in these photos.
Appear to.
FLEMING: This is Carly Kirk.
She was seen working as part of the catering team
at the reception at City Hall on the 16th of August.
Carly Kirk is 15 years old.
I...
No, um...
She looked older.
How old? 18?
Carly Kirk was a vulnerable young girl
groomed by D.S. Manish Prasad.
You worked with Prasad in vice.
Here you are together.
FLEMING: Did Prasad provide you with young women for sex?
Absolutely not.
Maybe not.
But he knew what you liked.
Did an offense take place between you and Carly Kirk,
namely sexual activity with a child
under the Sexual Offences Act 2003?
It's not what it looks like. She never got started. I...
I -- I came to my senses.
Well, why did you let it get that far?
Why do you think?
Well, I'm not an old perv, so you'll have to tell me.
I was tempted. For a moment.
And then I chucked her out of the car.
We believe these photos were used
by John Thomas Hunter to blackmail you.
ARNOTT: John Thomas Hunter was the target of the ambush.
Did you set up the ambush?
No, I never even knew about Hunter.
I never knew about this blackmail.
You turned the tables on Hunter, had him silenced.
That is not something I would do.
I'm not a criminal.
Well, according to these photographs, you are.
What does the girl say is happening in these photos?
What?
For the tape, I'm presenting the suspect
with photographs H86734-L to -P.
The point is who she was last seen with
before she disappeared.
Now, wait...
She was murdered.
-Do you know who murdered her? -No.
Did you murder her?
-No. -ARNOTT: She was strangled.
-Do you know who strangled her? -No.
-Did you strangle her? -No.
Her teeth were ripped out.
Her face and finger pulps were burnt off
using a high-temperature blowtorch.
Do you know who did that to her?
-No. -Did you do that to her?
No!
ARNOTT: While you've been in custody,
there's been a search of your residence and vehicle
under Section 18(1)
of the Police and Criminal Evidence Act.
Our people were trying to find clothes that you were wearing
in these photographs.
Why didn't they find any?
I d-don't know.
Because you purposefully disposed of them
to remove any trace of this girl's DNA and clothes fibers.
I -- I-I must've, um...
I must've had a clear-out a-and given them to the charity shop.
ARNOTT: Same with your vehicle.
A check 'round local businesses reveals
you had the car valeted the very next day.
FLEMING: Steam-cleaned.
I didn't -- I didn't want my wife finding anything,
smelling the girl's cheap perfume.
So you admit taking measures
to conceal evidence you were with her.
Because I got how incriminating it would be.
ARNOTT: Funny, that.
You were the last person to see Carly Kirk
before she disappeared.
The last person to see a girl
who's later found buried under the industrial unit.
There's no evidence I did it.
Look at these photos!
You had Tommy killed to silence him,
and you needed to kill Carly, too.
You've got nothing connecting me to the body. Nothing.
Your career is over, sir.
Possibly your marriage, too. Why keep up the lies?
I'm not a criminal. I'm an honest man.
You instigated a conspiracy
that led to the deaths of four police officers.
The only conspiracy is against me!
Hastings!
I know you're out there. You're behind this.
Did they bribe you?
Get you out a mess you made for yourself?
Hell, that's all gonna come out.
You're finished.
You're finished!
Empty threat, sir.
ARNOTT: Michael Edward Dryden,
I hereby inform you
that the senior investigating officer,
Superintendent Hastings,
will be submitting your case file to the Crown prosecutor
for the purpose of seeking authority
to charge you with the following offenses --
murder, conspiracy to murder,
perverting the course of justice,
sexual activity with a child.
I'm innocent.
Someone is setting me up.
ARNOTT: Interview terminated.
D.I. Denton's medical records.
Thank you.
Heads up, you lot.
MAN: ...were killed in the ambush on Long Lane
on the night of the 5th of September.
The detective is believed
to have worked in witness protection
and cannot be named due to reporting restrictions.
Police have conducted a lengthy hunt for gunmen
described as wearing motorcycle clothing.
Two suspects have been captured by an operation
that has been dubbed the most comprehensive...
...has thrown up another twist
with the unexpected arrest of a new suspect earlier today.
No official statement has yet been released.
However, unconfirmed sources allege that the suspect
is Deputy Chief Constable Mike Dryden.