(WOMAN) Sam?
Sam! Come back to us.
(SIREN WAILS)
(MAN) How's he doing?
(WOMAN, BLURRING INTO MALE VOICE) He's doing fine.
(MAN WHISTLES ''BRING ME SUNSHINE'')
(WHISTLING CONTINUES)
(GASPS)
- (SAM) Who are you? - l'm your worst nightmare.
What are you doing?
What are you... (CRlES OUT)
I'm going to kiII you, TyIer.
No! Stop!
(SCREAMS) No!
You on strike? Hands off your ding-a-Iing, we've had another shout.
WeII, seeing as how you broke my door down, I take it it's big.
As SheIIey Winters' arse.
(GENE) TyIer!
My name is Sam Tyler.
l had an accident and l woke up in 1973.
Am l mad, in a coma, or back in time?
Whatever's happened, it's like l've landed on a different planet.
Now, maybe if l can work out the reason, l can get home.
(GENE) This is the third vioIent attack in two days.
The bIoody press'II be aII over us. Move it, you bastards!
(MAN) Inspector! Inspector! (MAN # 2) Inspector!
Ray, if any of these swine put a toe on the bus, break it.
- Snap out of it, GIadys. Job to do. - (MAN) Come on. Give us a break!
DCI Hunt, any comment...
(YELPS)
Got a journaIist chained in your basement for random beatings, Guv?
Don't have a basement. That Iot shouId stay off me back.
Yeah, weII, they're asking for resuIts and we're not obIiging.
Looks Iike the attack was vicious. CoupIe of bIows at Ieast.
First one struck the window, the second hit him square in the jaw.
ObviousIy, a bIunt object was used. Crowbar, hammer.
(SAM) That's weird. Take his money, but Ieave his goId rings.
(MAN) DCI Hunt! DCI Hunt! I know you can hear us up there!
Guv.
(GENE) Look at them. BIoody parasites.
BIood on the streets for a second night, Mr Hunt.
A shortage of resuIts on serious crime. What's going on?
I am trying to do my job, and you Iimp-wristed SaIIys are in me way.
- Chris, Ray? - (CHRIS) Let us do our jobs.
- (MAN WHlSTLES ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'') - (RAY) Shoo. Good doggies.
- (HOSPlTAL MONlTOR BLEEPS) - (WHlSTLlNG CONTlNUES)
(MAN, SOFTLY) This is just the beginning, Tyler.
- (HARSH STATlC) - Hurts, don't it?
l'm enjoying this.
- You're all skin and bones... - Skin and bones!
Rag and bone!
Rag and bone.
(REPORTER) Let go of me arm, you're hurting it!
Your sarge is about to give me a good kicking!
He's a DC these days. We find it suits him better.
Right, Iisten up. These vioIent attacks are totaIIy unacceptabIe,
and this department is dedicated
to bringing the cuIprits to justice, swiftIy and fairIy.
What exactIy are you doing to curb this crime spree, Mr Hunt?
WeII, we're, erm...
We're, erm...
- We're doing aII we can. - Yeah, we're doing aII we can.
Found it, Guv. The arches.
(SAM) Ray, what do we say when we see a piece of evidence on the ground?
Wait for Forensics.
What sort of man steps up behind a bIoke on a bus
and puts that down on his head? I want you to naiI this fast.
So we preserve the scene, we dust for prints...
You've seen it out there, Sam. PeopIe are scared.
PuII in someone from the ''we don't Iike you'' Iist,
put their dabs on the hammer, charge 'em, whip it past the beak.
Loads of scum out there deserve another speII inside. It'II buy us more time.
You want to wear the sheriff's badge, Guv?
WeII, it comes with responsibiIity. By the book.
CobbIers. The worId's getting tougher, the poIice have to match it.
The peopIe want it done, they don't want to know how.
Too right. You don't want a mirror at the dentist, do you?
(MAN) Inspector! (MAN # 2) Inspector, a word!
- Harry. - HeIIo, Gene. Bastard of a week, eh?
Not for me, thank you, sir.
He onIy Iikes the ones from a sweet shop.
- Not missing tea with the mayor? - Less of that, Chief Inspector.
But I'm probabIy missing tea with some bugger.
- So, you're the boy wonder. - Inspector TyIer, sir.
Chief Superintendent Harry WooIf.
You're a Iucky man. You've got the best here.
I weep with happiness every morning, sir.
(LAUGHS) He's not so different from you when you were my DI, Gene.
Minus the Iooks, of course. So, we got probIems?
I'm saying it to aII divisions. The city needs to feeI safe, Gene.
Point is, this is under the gIare, so make it cIean, make it count. Yes?
So that wouId be by the book, then, sir?
Yes, that's it.
(IMITATES UPPER-CLASS ACCENT) By the joIIy oId book.
Let's get this party started.
I want a match on those dabs inside of two days!
Oh, my Lord. Take a Iook at this.
OK, fingertip search.
Off you go, Iads. Like I showed you.
In a Iine, sIowIy.
In a Iine!
# Now hands that do dishes can feeI soft as your face...
- (SAM) Piss off! - # With miId green Fairy Liquid #
Ray, bring in Andy Eddows.
He's a mugger, Guv, but he's never used a weapon.
He might have got wind of who's behind this.
Oh, you're going to bang heads. Let joy be unconfined (!)
I am searching for evidence.
Running prints past Scotty Yard.
Interviewing informants.
Thorough...and by the book.
(OFFICER SNIGGERS)
- Who cordoned off the scene? - I toId them it was on your say-so.
Come on, we've got a bus to catch.
Right, go sIow, Annie. Take your time.
- (MAN WHlSTLES ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'') - (GASPS)
- You aII right? - Yeah, I'm fine.
What was aII that about? You're as white as a sheet, you are.
I didn't sIeep very weII Iast night. Nightmares.
I was dreaming about...
You know, where I come from.
(SIGHS) You mean ''Wooo, Hyde''.
- There was someone... - What's that?
Don't touch it.
I saw this on ''Man in a Suitcase''.
Except Richard Bradford wasn't using a pair of eyebrow tweezers.
(MUSIC: ATOMIC ROOSTER'S ''BREAKTHROUGH'')
(BICYCLE BELL RINGS)
# An invisible prison
# Encircles my mind
# l wait for a vision... #
(PHYLLIS) I'm going to taIk sIowIy so you understand.
This is not the Magna Carta. Just put an X.
- Come on, Askey! - What's going on, PhyIIis?
Trying to sign him into the funny farm.
- Just sign. Come on! - Chris, where's the Guv?
You don't understand, I've been seeing things.
Get off me!
No one beIieves me, but it's true. I see things. I have visions.
Hey. Hey, hey, just caIm down.
It's horribIe. 'Cause I know the truth, and no one eIse does.
Just chiII out, OK?
The worId isn't what they think.
How do you think that makes me feeI?
So aIone.
I'm so aIone!
- Come on, Iad. - Get off me. Let me speak to him!
Come on. Get him out of here.
- Come on! - HeIp me! Let me go!
Don't haIf make it easy when they're space rangers.
No briefs, no statements, no duII stuff.
CaII the quack. End of story.
- He sees things. - Yeah, poor messed-up sod.
Oh, we got an ID on the bIoke on the bus.
George RiIIs. 51 , no record.
I need to see Hunt.
Oh, he's having a IittIe chat with that mugger he's puIIed in.
BIack suits you, Eddows. Do you want an eye in the same coIour?
I was at me father's funeraI.
- It couId be yours next, paI. - Guv.
Who's mugging foIk with a cIaw hammer?
Don't know.
No! Dad!
TeII the truth, or I'II kick the crap out of your oId feIIa.
Do you want to teII the press how we started this enquiry
by committing GBH on a pot of human remains?
We need soIid Ieads.
- (SAM) How about the casino? - Not now, I'm working.
- (EDDOWS WHIMPERS) - (RAY SNIGGERS)
Boss. List of beIongings found on the victim.
Listen up, you Iot. RiIIs and the others were probabIy mugged
after a big night in the casino.
If this was a straight mugging, why didn't they take his jeweIIery?
RiIIs's son said he was wearing a goId fob watch. They took that.
Maybe they couIdn't get the rings off his fingers.
Or the beIIs off his toes.
Morgue report, Guv.
George RiIIs died of a heart attack induced by stress.
Funny what a hammer to the skuII can do, isn't it?
Guv. PIod found RiIIs's bus ticket.
The fare stage is Cedar Road. 300 yards from the WiId Card Casino.
Right, we'II swing down there. I know the owner.
Good work, Raymondo. I'm bumping you back up to DS.
This time, make it stand for Detective Sergeant, not Dog Shit.
Guv.
The press are aIready caIIing us incompetent.
This is not the time to start dishing out promotions.
I need a new sarge.
Great. OK.
WhistIe ''She'II Be Coming Round The Mountain'',
he'II make you an inspector.
AII right, Daphne. Want to improve the team? Find me a new DC.
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(MUFFLED MUSIC: ''EVERYBODY GETS TO GO TO THE MOON'')
- I didn't ask for pIod. - I did.
I need statements taking from aII the staff. This'II save time.
- Good evening, Iadies. - Oh, piss off!
I've got a tingIing in my tummy button.
Job at hand, Chris. Job at hand.
# ..stay and tell me why he was so happy, if he had the time
# Oh, l wish there was a way to race him
# Catch a flying horse and chase him
# Everybody's going to the moon...
(EASTERN EUROPEAN ACCENT) Private cIub.
- SpeciaI pass. - # ..in a weird white suit
# lt's customary in songs like this to use a word like spoon
# By the light of the silvery Light of the silvery
# You know everybody's going to the moon...
(MAN) Mr Hunt. How are you, Gene? You're not here for the rouIette.
(GENE) TyIer.
- TyIer, this is Mr... - Crane.
Tony Crane.
Sorry, I've had too much Cinzano. Do we know each other?
We wiII, one day.
I mean...no.
We're here on business. I presume you've read about these attacks.
WeII, a bIoke was kiIIed Iast night.
The Iast thing he did was visit your cIub.
Have you got a book of members?
No probIem.
# By the light of the silvery We'll take a ride to the silvery...
- (MUSIC: ''SPOOKY'') - (MEN CHEER)
No one was acting suspiciousIy in here Iast night?
We fuIIy compIy with the city Iaw. 48-hour wait on membership.
George RiIIs is not in the registration book.
- Then he weren't here. - (CLEARS THROAT)
He caught a bus right outside your cIub.
And we found this...near his body.
Never use Crown chips.
We use Star.
How Iong have you had your gaming Iicence?
I had two pinbaII arcades in BoIton. Got this pIace seven month ago.
How'd you raise the cash? Backstreet gaming dens?
Inspector.
Government have cIosed a Iot of pIaces down.
Industry's gasping for air.
We don't need our cIients being mugged as weII.
- Beers aII round? - DoubIe Diamond works wonders.
- Not for me. - Poof.
I can get you every member's address, bank detaiIs.
- You might find a Iead. - Very good of you.
FeIIas. I'm not a cIergyman, but I am Iegit.
The more peopIe Iike me grow up, the better it'II be for the industry.
Oh, you wiII grow, Tony.
I'm gIad you think so, Inspector.
I want to have a Iook around.
Mi casa, su casa.
Routine interviews, and you're giving Crane the third degree.
Somebody Iike Tony Crane does not rise so fast
without getting bIood on his hands.
- And as for where he's heading... - Sounds Iike a vendetta.
TeII me, was he boffing your mother up the Harris
and eating aII your cream horns too (?)
I know Crane.
WeII, I know somebody just Iike him.
Ended up running a gaming empire.
No one couId stop him. WeII, aImost no one.
Guv, don't you ever Iook at somebody you're sending down and...
and wish you'd done it years ago?
Crane's Iegit, Sam.
We'II visit the other casinos in the morning. Start afresh.
Now I'II have a go on the bIackjack tabIe. Never waste a night out.
(MAN WHISTLES ''BRING ME SUNSHINE'')
(WHISTLES)
Oh, my God.
You staying tiII the uniform boys are done,
or can I tempt you to a hand of bIackjack?
(HOSPlTAL MONlTOR BLEEPS)
It's you, innit?
You're doing this to me.
Look, Inspector. I don't know what your game is...
You're sat next to me, aren't you?
You're sat next to my bed in the hospitaI room.
- Are you feeIing OK? - Don't you touch me.
(DISTORTING) Who do you think I am, Inspector?
(MAN LAUGHS MANlCALLY)
Sir, do you want us to start with the working croupiers now, or...
Sir?
- Sam! Sam... - (MUSIC: ''YEAR OF DECISION'')
Oi, what are you doing?
(MAN) Oi! (WOMAN) You can't do that.
Leaving so soon, Inspector? Can't we tempt you to stay?
# Kind of slack, now's the time to get the things you need
# There ain't no reason why you should be shy
# People have died to set you free Oh, we need... #
I had him on remand.
I had witnesses ready to testify. CPS said it was watertight.
CaIm down. TaIk sense.
How couId he be out, Annie?
My case was sound.
I go to hospitaI and suddenIy the whoIe thing faIIs apart?
They must have thrown the case out for some reason.
And now Tony Crane has found me
and he's getting his revenge.
He's torturing me.
WeII, just remember, you can't get at him from a padded ceII.
(WOMAN'S SCREAMlNG ECHOES)
(AGONlSED SCREAM)
Leaving so soon, lnspector? Can't we tempt you to stay?
(WOMAN'S SCREAMS ECHO)
(SlRENS WHOOP)
Can't we tempt you to stay? (ECHOES)
(SCREAM)
(BREATHES RAGGEDLY)
(MAN WHlSTLES ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'')
(HOSPlTAL MONlTOR BLEEPS)
(CRANE) You used my wife to testify against me.
- (STATlC) - But you couldn't protect her.
Eve's blood is on your hands, Tyler.
And what did it get you? l'm out, and you're locked in there.
(SAM) Eve.
- And what do you want, Inspector? - Eve Crane.
Eve OIawi, actuaIIy.
- Not forever. - Excuse me?
I shouId have known it was you as soon as I saw you.
Look...
I owe it to myseIf to say this to you, OK?
Leave Tony Crane. Just go far away from him.
He's going to ask you to marry him and wiII make you a business partner.
Is that what this is aII about?
Does it bother you that much? A coIoured bird with a bit of power?
Look, I know this is going to sound mad, but...
Tony Crane wiII destroy you, Eve, and he'II take his time doing it.
That is why you wiII betray him in 30 years' time.
Just save yourseIf the pain of a miserabIe Iife and Ieave him now.
Not that it's your business, but he Ioves me.
You have no idea where aII this is heading.
(SNORTS) Nobody ever does.
- Eve. - Annie.
No, she runs the business with him. She went to the poIice about him.
So he beat her to death.
Right, so we're taIking about a man committing a murder in the future.
I was meant to be protecting her.
I was trying to get her to safety. Before I couId, Crane kiIIed her.
But now I can save her.
I've been given the chance every copper dreams about:
stopping a kiIIer before he kiIIs.
You can't convict a person for something they haven't done yet.
Tony Crane is behind those attacks.
He is behind the murder of George RiIIs.
We can get him Iife for that. We can stop him from becoming...
I'm going back to the scene. There's work to be done. Work you started.
Boss?
BIoody heII, you Iook Iike something out of ''The Addams FamiIy''.
- Up aII night. - Oh, aye? What was her name?
- Migraine. - German bird?
Where's the Guv?
Here you go. These are the candidates from Uniform for the DC job.
PC Chapman's in his 80s, in't he?
Give over, he's 45.
You must give me the name of his personaI trainer.
Oh. Man in medicaI need of a Scotch.
(BARMAN CHUCKLES)
There's a man who wiII destroy peopIe's Iives, NeIson.
I've got to stop him from becoming a kiIIer.
TaII order.
He's a monster.
WiII be one day.
Can you reaIIy know what a man wiII become?
You don't understand. I see things.
I had a vision...
A vision. No one understands. (CHUCKLES WRYLY)
You so sure, mon brave?
Sam, sometimes you have to Iook again at who you have around you.
You might find the strength you need.
- (LIFT BELL DINGS) - No fancy hunches. By the book.
You started this and now I'm sticking with it.
Both RiIIs and the other victims may have won heaviIy at Crane's casino.
- Chips don't match. - We onIy have his word for it.
We puII him in, we put the squeeze on him.
Why is that so hard for you to agree to?
Because I am poIicing in the fuII gIare of the pubIic bIoody eye,
the Chief Super is taking an interest, and we have no fIipping evidence!
And I can't beIieve I just said that!
I know what this man is capabIe of.
You after my sheriff's badge?
You aIways have to fight me. Even when I'm doing it your way.
Tony Crane is rotten to the core. It is in his bIood.
TeII Askey to shove over. There's room in that padded ceII for two.
Shut up, DC CarIing.
- DS. - Whatever.
Leave Tony Crane be.
DoubIe-check aII statements, go through aII the door-to-doors again.
Chase up the dabs. We'II buiId this case again from ground IeveI.
(OTHERS GROAN)
Party time.
Wagon WheeI, strawberry miIk. Works every time.
Not this time.
Headaches, upset stomach... You're not Iooking after yourseIf.
You see, Crane here was aImost convicted of bIackmaiI in 1971 ,
but the cIaimant suddenIy dropped aII the charges,
because he got to him.
That's what happened with my murder case. I bet you.
He intimidated the witnesses.
See, that's what he does. That's his styIe.
CPS had no choice.
Tonight. You and me. Snazzy night out.
AIvin Stardust. Bop tiII you drop.
I saw her, Annie.
I know what's going to happen to Eve.
I know what kind of Iife is waiting for her with him.
BeIieve me, there's pIenty of others he's going to destroy as weII.
If Crane is behind these attacks,
then eventuaIIy the investigation's gonna take you to him.
No, CID won't Iisten, it's a waste of time.
WeII, if it's so awfuI, then why are you stiII here?
(THEY BOTH CHUCKLE)
BeIieve me, I wake up every morning
and I ask myseIf the same question.
You know why you're here. And I do too.
You're Iucky, Sam.
At Ieast in CID you have a chance to make a difference. And you do.
- Do I? - Yeah.
And to me, you do, too.
- (STATlC) - (WHlSTLlNG: ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'')
What is it, Sam?
(CRANE'S LAUGHTER ECHOES)
(WOMAN) Is he aII right?
It's aII right, he's OK.
He's fine, it's just a stomach upset.
I'II get you some water.
(PHONE RINGS)
(WOMAN) His airway was disconnected. (MAN) Well, he's stable now.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight, Doctor.
(CRANE) You were lucky that time, Tyler.
Now your life's in my hands.
And your luck is running out.
(DlSCONNECTED TONE)
(ANNIE) Who were you ringing, Sam?
(SAM) Hey.
Wait a minute.
Crown chips.
Look. In the picture. Crown chips.
He said he'd never used Crown chips.
- Maybe he forgot he had them... - It gives us an excuse, doesn't it?
It gives us an excuse to start kicking doors down.
Come on.
(RAY) You're such a div, Chris.
- It's shit. It'II never work. - Never, ever.
- AII right, boss? - What do you caII these again?
- Stringer. - Stinger.
And these stop cars, yeah?
You're a right Caractacus Potts, aren't you, boss?
I didn't invent it.
Oh, actuaIIy, I suppose I just did.
Anyway, come on. Car. Now.
Oh, that's right. Leave the pIonk to tidy up.
We shouId square this with the Guv.
We don't have time to go round every boozer in town.
- We don't even have a warrant. - It's never stopped you before.
(CHOKES)
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Easy does it. Where's your boss?
WeII, I've found the...Guv.
What the heII's going on? I'm thirty nicker up!
Where's Crane?
- What's going on now? - Ray?
- (CHOKES) - Tony Crane, you are under arrest.
You are barking up the wrong tree. It's gonna faII on you.
He Iied to us about the chips he used.
They're the same as the one on the murder scene.
Mr Hunt?
(CHRIS CHOKES)
We'II continue this down at the station. Chris, cash in for me.
I'II caII me Iawyer.
He might get heId up.
- (GURGLES) Boss... - Hey, Iet him go.
Just tread carefuIIy, Gene. The press are breathing down our necks.
Ah.
Work together on this one, eh? Good Iad.
Crane knows the Iaw. That's why the Fraud Squad couId never get him.
Fraud...Squad? Since when?
The Yard checked the prints on the hammer.
Weren't proper prints at aII. It's a bIank. So no Iink to Crane.
He Iied about the Crown chips.
- He's guiIty! - Doesn't add up.
That young Turk bumping off everybody who has a cracking hand at baccarat?
We have to naiI him.
You forced me up onto a pedestaI for everyone to see.
The press, the pubIic, Harry WooIf. Now you're throwing eggs at me.
Lean on him, Guv. Just Iean on him.
(DOOR OPENS)
This is the brief.
What do you want us to do to him... er...do with him?
I Iied about the Crown chips. I shouId have done this sooner.
I've got to hand it to you, Crane. That's one heII of a bribe.
SiIver strip Iooks Iike tinfoiI. Paper's too rough.
(CRANE) Fake. Been running through our books for three weeks.
Someone's using the casino to Iaunder.
What, and you've onIy just noticed?
Cashiers picked up on the earIy notes, but, er...
then it got harder to spot.
AII right. OK, Iook.
George RiIIs were at the cIub the other night.
I Iied in order to buy myseIf time for...an internaI enquiry.
How grown-up of you. TeII me, what were the findings of this enquiry?
PoIice know there's funny money about, they start kicking in doors.
I need to keep my business running.
So these forgers panicked
when they reaIised there were a Iot of toy notes getting out.
Then they went after the punters with the big wins. Like George RiIIs.
I've done as much as I can to find these feIIas.
It's up to you boys now.
You're a Iiar.
Heavy night, boss?
Why don't you just go and count some paper cIips, PhyIIis?
- (CRANE) You aII right? - I'm aII right.
Hey. Be seeing you.
I was happy to put some scrote down to buy us time.
And I thought YOU were the one who had the principIes.
(CRANE) Oh, yes. l'll be seeing you.
- (HARSH STATlC) - (EVE SCREAMS)
- TyIer. What's wrong with you? - (HOSPlTAL MONlTOR BLEEPS)
(CRANE WHlSTLES ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'')
(GENE) We're gonna put in a forger. FoIIow the fake cash.
- Where are you going? TyIer! - (WHlSTLlNG CONTlNUES)
- (STATlC) - (CRANE) She begged me to stop.
- Are you gonna do the same? - No!
- Come on, Tyler, beg for your life. - No...
Just like she did.
(CRANE LAUGHS)
Sam?
Hey, watch it.
- I'm bIind. - How can you be bIind?
I'm bIind!
- Can you see anything at aII? - Just a bIur. My head's spIitting.
It's a migraine.
Oh, wait.
Oh.
Oh, you're back. You're back.
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
(SIGHS) Oh...
How can I save Eve if I can't even save myseIf, Annie?
You know what your probIem is?
You think you can do it aII.
I don't have a choice.
Right, McKee, are you saying there are no forgers working in this city?
I'd stake my Iife on it.
That Ieaves you, then.
Now hang on...
What's in your garden shed these days?
- Lawnmowers. - Magic Iawnmowers that print money?
- I'm retired. - We'II take a Iook, shaII we? Sam?
Crane has fed you a sidewinder.
You waste your time with this forger if you want.
I know what I've got to do.
Oi! You're coming with me, and that's an order.
- Piss off. - We foIIow the money.
WhiIe there is breath Ieft in my body,
I am going to try to save Eve
and aII the others that he is going to kiII one day.
Judge wouIdn't agree, jury wouIdn't agree,
press wouIdn't agree, Super wouIdn't agree.
I don't agree with you. My budgie wouIdn't agree with you!
You have nothing but your bIoody ego.
You shouId be cock-a-bIoody-hoop! We're doing this the Hyde way.
Do you want to know about Hyde?
Do you want to know where I reaIIy come from?
This team is a joke.
Go on, waIk out. Give me an excuse to kick the crap out of you!
I've wasted enough time aIready.
- Don't touch me. - Look at me.
Look me in the eyes and teII me that you don't doubt him sometimes.
Come on. You see it, don't you? The darkness in him?
We aII have a dark side, Inspector.
He treats you Iike a princess and he shows you Iove and dignity,
and so you take the rough with the smooth.
But as time goes on, it gets worse, and...and the dark side gets darker,
so you drink and you take piIIs to bIot it aII out.
I don't take anything. What kind of freaky...
And your precious Iife goes down the toiIet one piII at a time.
And then one day...
..far from now,
when you're tired and drained and you're rattIing Iike a chemist's shop,
you see one horror too many and you caII me.
And Tony Crane brutaIIy rapes you and then batters you to death.
If I can save you, then who knows,
maybe I can save myseIf, because he's going to get me too.
We're in this together, me and you, Eve.
You are insane.
This is just Iike the one stoIen from George RiIIs.
- Put this in Tony's desk drawer. - Why?
So that when I Iead a poIice raid in about an hour, I'II find it.
You'd fit him up?
I wouId never fit anybody up who didn't....
..who didn't deserve it.
No. I won't do it.
Do this one thing for me, Eve,
and I promise you, your Iife is just beginning.
Bastard.
No, not a bastard. Just a copper.
(CRANE) HeIIo, Inspector.
PIanting evidence? (TUTS)
Printing money and Iaundering it through your own casino. (TUTS)
Was it McKee? But he's getting oId, isn't he?
His stuff's not quite good enough.
So when George RiIIs waIked out with a wedge of it, you panicked.
You're the one shouId be panicking. You're finished.
- (CHUCKLES) - What's funny?
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
You Iike cards, Tony. Why don't we put them on the tabIe?
You know, don't you?
- Know what? - Come on.
- D'you want me to say it? - That'd be nice.
You know that I'm Iying in intensive care,
30 years in the future.
You see, I had a car accident and I woke up here.
But you, the rich, powerfuI, 21st-century you,
is sitting by my bedside tormenting me.
You'II turn off my Iife support and have me found dead by the nurses.
Now, is this ringing any beIIs?
You wiII forgive me if this sounds Iike you're cIutching at straws.
(LAUGHS)
CIutching at straws is a career option these days.
OK, maybe I'm not in a coma. Maybe I'm just mad.
But at Ieast I can try to save Eve.
And aII the others that you are going to kiII.
- I'm not a kiIIer. - Oh, come off it, Tony.
You were born a monster.
You just don't know it yet.
What are you gonna do?
Arrest me for a crime I might commit 30 years in the future?
Your DCI'II throw you out.
You think we're the Boy Scouts? We're the poIice!
We can have you serving Iife so fast your feet won't touch the ground.
- Hunt won't go aIong with that. - (LAUGHS)
Then you don't know Gene Hunt.
WeII, it's a crying shame, because I actuaIIy Iiked him.
It's me. Get the copper as weII.
PhiI. Show the Inspector out.
(McKEE) PIease, pIease, no, no!
Once we're out of this pickIe, we'II arrest everybody. You, too, Boris!
I didn't say owt. He just wanted to Iook in the shed!
- Somebody heIp me! Stop! - (SAM) Don't!
- Stop! - Don't do this. Lads!
PIease, pIease. No, no!
This is not Iike George RiIIs. This is premeditated. Step away!
- (SCREAMS) - No!
You were right. Maybe I won't kick ten types of shit out of you Iater.
- If you'd backed me, maybe... - I bIoody did!
We wouId have got evidence to Iead us to Crane eventuaIIy!
It was done by the book untiI you rewrote it!
What choice did I have? I was on my own. I'm aIways on my own!
(GENE) Oh, it's my turn next, is it? Oh, Iucky me (!)
We thought you'd Iike to die together.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
I'm dying for a smoke.
How about a cigarette, Iads? A Iast request and aII that?
Er, cig...cigarette. Cigareta? PIease, pIease.
You're going to have to bury us soon. It's hard graft.
Not in any hurry, are you? Eh? Top pocket.
OK.
You'II both be dead soon.
Thank you, thank you.
Sorry.
Oi, come on.
- (HARSH STATlC) - (CRIES OUT)
- Those things'II kiII you. - (CAR STARTS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(SAM) Crane!
- (HARSH STATlC) - (CRIES OUT)
- (HOSPlTAL MONlTOR BLEEPS) - TyIer, what's wrong with you?
I can't...I can't, Guv. Just go. Go. (GROANS)
Come on. Come on. Come on!
- Shit! - (CAR HORN TOOTS)
Ray, you beauty.
When you didn't show, we thought we'd better have a Iook over here.
Good caII, Sergeant.
There's 38 stone of Hungarian Iaid up there.
No sweat. We'II cuff him ready for Uniform.
PhyIIis, give me an eyebaII on a green GT6, L reg,
heading west into the city from Cedar Road direction.
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(CRANE WHlSTLES ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'')
Now where?
(CRANE) lt's over. You're no longer the hero.
Look at you. You're powerless.
You couldn't save Eve and no one will save you.
This is it, Tyler.
(PHYLLlS) Alpha One to Romeo Foxtrot. Over.
Go ahead, PhyIIis.
Green GT6 spotted entering the textile district.
I need aII the cars you've got. We have to cIose him down.
Should be entering from the Drake Road end.
Right, we're on it.
(CRANE WHlSTLES ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'')
We're in Ash Road. We'II cut him off by the gasworks.
(PHYLLlS) l'm pulling in officers off the street
and l'm re-routing all our units as fast as l can.
- (HOSPlTAL MONlTOR BLEEPS) - This is it, Tyler.
(LABOURED BREATHlNG)
What's up with you?
I'm dying.
Rubbish. I feeI Iike you do every Sunday morning.
- (WHEEZES) - Right, you Iot.
CIose off that street. I don't want anyone getting through.
Right you are, Guv.
(CRANE WHlSTLES ''BRlNG ME SUNSHlNE'')
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(SIRENS WAIL)
- (WHlSTLlNG CONTlNUES) - (HARSH STATlC)
(RASPING BREATHS)
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(HOSPlTAL ALARM SHRlLLS)
- (SAM) Stop. What are you doing? - (CRANE LAUGHS)
(GASPS) What are you doing?
(CRANE LAUGHS)
- (MONlTORS BLEEP lN WARNlNG) - No!
(TYRES SQUEAL)
- You're nicked. - Get out.
- Stringer. - Stinger.
That's the one.
(GENE) He's stiII got us by the short and curIies.
We've got no evidence.
We couId cut the henchmen a deaI if they finger Crane.
We're in the pubIic gIare, so I have to make this watertight.
- Excuse me, sir? - Not now, Iove. Grown-up taIk.
I heard him order the attack on you and McKee.
- At Ieast, I took that to mean... - No evidence.
Excuse me.
Can you not see our Iips moving, sweetheart?
We rack up the pressure on him, hoId him on remand...
What with? No evidence.
Excuse me.
I did some work. On the crime scene. Might heIp.
Er, Heather... WPC Jones heIped me.
I just thought that seeing as one of Crane's henchmen used an inhaIer...
Insert for a disc breather. For asthmatics.
Oh, I'm being stupid, aren't I? Proper IittIe Nancy Drew.
There's a Iink between the muggings, the counterfeit racket and Crane.
We won't get him on first-degree murder.
But we can impIy a Iink to manufacture and Iaundering,
so we couId get him for accessory to mansIaughter.
- That's not good enough. - Ten years. Good enough for me.
He'II pIea-bargain. He'II get six, be out in three.
He's got the money to make it happen.
We haven't stopped him becoming a kiIIer.
I need him in for Iife, Gene. Are you Iistening to me? Life!
(PHONE RINGS)
From the murder scene.
Hungarians must have been behind the whoIe operation.
- You know, forging the money. - In your casino?
You have nothing that ain't circumstantiaI or circumspect.
A jury'd rather beIieve us, paI.
Not when they hear your DI were trying to fit me up.
I have a croupier who'II take the stand on that.
A man was murdered on your premises.
I'II bet a few have died here. It don't mean you arranged it.
You're Iooking at a ten-stretch, Tony.
Oh, this case is a Ieaky vesseI. But I'II teII you what'II sink it.
Your DI is insane.
Oh, yes, he is totaIIy Ioco.
Go on, Sam. Get it off your chest. You know you want to.
What's he on about, Sam?
Sam TyIer is from the future.
Oh, yes. He's a time traveIIer, sort of.
Go on, teII them the truth. They know you're not right in the head.
You can't hide it any more. TeII 'em.
I'm from..thirty years in the future.
He has a car accident, he wakes up here.
And there's another Tony Crane.
He's in the future and he's trying to kiII him.
TyIer destroys my incredibIe empire,
so I find him in a coma and I decide I'm going to torture him to death.
I mean, that is bIoody good, that.
It gets worse. I made aII of you Iot up.
You're aII a figment of my imagination.
You peopIe, a fantasy created by him.
So...
..my DI toId you aII this?
ActuaIIy...
Mr Crane toId me this.
Don't start pIaying games, TyIer.
'Cause you are cIinicaIIy insane. That's enough to get this thrown out.
Where did he get aII these ideas from, Sam?
You're teIIing me you don't know he's cracked?
Come on, you know he is.
Come on.
Mr Hunt, get a doctor's report on him.
ShouId I? Sam?
WeII, Guv, if you beIieve what Mr Crane is saying about me,
then by aII means reIease him.
You have evidence to assembIe a case and go to court.
On the other hand, it wouId take a seriousIy disturbed individuaI to...
to come up with such a bizarre excuse
..in order to discredit the arresting officer.
Speed this up. I'm in a hurry to post baiI.
Mr Hunt,
DI TyIer thinks he's from the future.
Cuckoo.
Mr Crane.
I think you need to take a seat and wait quietIy for the doctor...
Hey, you can't! This is assauIt!
No, it's cIinicaI detention, for your own safety.
- Under... - Section 9 of the MentaI HeaIth Act.
- Get the doc in here with a big... - Bastard big.
Bastard big sedative. Once the doc's satisfied you need treatment under...
- Section 12. - ..you'II go to a secure hospitaI.
- No doctor'II sign that. - They aIways do when I teII 'em to!
- Come on! - (SHOUTS) No!
I'II be out of there! You can't stop me!
Wait!
I just did.
Bastard! You bastard!
I know the truth. I know the truth!
I'm going to round up the press and make a statement. Cartwright.
- (EXHALES DEEPLY) - (MAN) lt's not fair on my patients.
You may be able to prevent death, Richard,
but you can't stop me falling in love with you.
l'm going back to my wife, Judy. lt's for the best.
Oh, don't cry. l do hate to see you cry.
(DOCTOR) l don't know how he got in. He attacked the equipment.
Sam was disconnected for 1 5 minutes.
lt's amazing he managed to hold on.
(NURSE) Who was it?
Psychiatric outpatient.
lnstitutionalised since 1973, apparently.
Don't you stay locked away that long, Sam. Come back to us.
Find a way to get rid of whatever's holding you in there and come back.
l can't come back to you now, Judy. My mind is made up.
He wasn't perfect. No one is.
Go make yourseIf a great Iife. OK?
The casino security team have been arrested
in connection with two murders.
We're currentIy investigating Tony Crane's invoIvement
in a counterfeiting racket.
I can't say any more at this stage,
on the advice of Mr Crane's doctor and quack...
What?
Psychiatrist.
NeedIess to say, this was very much down to a team effort.
- Nancy Drew couIdn't hoId a candIe. - (REPORTERS SHOUT)
OK, everyone.
I want you Iot to know that today I was proud to be a part of this team.
And the team's about to grow. I've found our new DC.
(RAY) Bring 'em in, then.
(LAUGHTER AND SHOUTS)
Oi, oi! Shut up, you Iot.
- WDC Cartwright. - (LAUGHTER)
Nice one.
Get out of the uniform, then.
(WHISTLE)
Nice arse, Iove.
Oop! (LAUGHS)
(MEN LAUGH)
- (MEN EXCLAIM) - Like suet in a bag.
(OTHERS LAUGH)
Give her tiII tomorrow teatime, then offer her her uniform back.
She'II bite your hand off to take it.
Won't you, Iove?
(PHONE RINGS)
- TyIer. - (MAN) Sam?
l know you can't talk to me right now.
- l just wanted to say... - I hear you. I can aIways hear you.
l know you can hear me, Sam. But l need you to listen.
What?
Wait, how...how can we be taIking?
- I need you to get me out of here. - We will.
l understand your frustration, Sam.
The job's almost done.
- Don't blow it now. - Job?
lf they find out why you're really there, you'll never make it back.
Once we've dealt with it all, you can come home, Sam.
- (WOMAN) Operator. - Yes, this is, er...DI TyIer.
- Who was I just taIking to? - One moment, sir.
You were connected to Hyde 2612. ls that all, sir?
Thanks.
So...this is our team, is it?
Yeah, this is our team.
- (CHUCKLES) - (MUSIC: DAVID BOWIE'S ''STARMAN'')
# There's a starman waiting in the sky
# He'd like to come and meet us
# But he thinks he'd blow our minds
# There's a starman waiting in the sky
# He's told us not to blow it 'cause he knows it's all worthwhile
# He told me: Let the children lose it
# Let the children use it
# Let all the children boogie
# Starman waiting in the sky
# He'd like to come and meet us
# But he thinks he'd blow our minds
# There's a starman waiting in the sky... #
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Come on, move! - You've got the wrong man!
What's going on?
I need your heIp, gents...Iady.
The ruIes go Iike this: you're my officer, you do as I say!
Don't move. You're surrounded by armed bastards.
My officers are trained for exactIy this type of situation.
- Did you say bank or post office? - Oh, Chris, Chris! Post office!
Every bastard down now! This is a robbery!