{fad(500,500)}Transcript: chocolate Sync: karmpo
Morning.
I'll see you later, darling.
- John. - Steve.
Good to see you.
- How are you? - Yeah, fine.
Jodie?
- Yeah, she's fine. - Good. Come in.
We kept the place dusted for you.
Didn't water my plant, though.
How does it feel to be back?
Dunno.
I need work. What have you got on?
You're gonna wish you hadn't asked.
We've got a situation. The Deputy Commissioner's here.
Fraser?
- What about? - Business on the A12.
Yeah, I saw it.
What's that got to do with the Met?
Well, one of ours was involved. Maybe even caused it.
- Police complaints. - No, they're onto it already.
He wants one of us to ride shotgun.
- Can I tag along? - No, John...
Come on. I don't want special treatment. I need work.
Friday, 5:57, on the A12.
Eight vehicles involved. Two fatals so far.
One on critical and a half-dozen injured.
Sir, what's that got to do with us? I'd have said that was Essex.
It is.
They sent an Inspector and a Scene Manager
from Chelmsford, quite properly,
but two of our boys were pursuing a vehicle when the accident occurred.
Bloody fools should have called it over to Essex, but they had to go for it.
Yeah, but that's still not ours. Why not just hand over to RCIT?
"Arse it"?
R-C-I-T, sir.
Road Crash Investigation Team.
It's a rather unfortunate acronym.
You haven't got the full picture, Tolin.
Clacy and Gopal, our boys, chased the car across the boundary.
They may have {*even}contributed to the accident.
And it gets worse. I'm talking two black kids in a BMW.
{*Now, }One of the fathers is shouting racism, and he's threatened to sue us.
His name is Bill Jackson. He's a...
brand manager with an electrical company.
His daughter, Alice, was killed in the accident.
She was 23.
If Gopal and Clacy are responsible for her death,
then before you know it, we'll get the blame for the rest of it.
Just to add to our troubles, we have a celebrity of sorts involved.
A man called Richard Reeves.
A property developer.
- Millionaire. - Never heard of him.
{*You think}That'll matter if his lawyers get hold of a whiff of police culpability?
- Then there's this abandoned vehicle. - Yeah.
A white van belonging to an antiques business in Reading.
Home 2 Bed.
Tax and insurance up to date. Used for transporting furniture.
What we're looking at is a major incident with multiple fatalities,
and I want to know everything about it.
You mean cover our backs?
Yes.
Right, I'll do it.
Leave it to me.
Look, are you sure you're all right with this, John?
- I'd have thought that of all the jobs. - No, I'm all right.
Well, you just get Fraser what he wants, and then...
- you can shove the whole thing. - Right.
Derek? Danny. My brother Jeff.
They said you'd be expecting us.
- Should have been here an hour ago. - The traffic was bad.
What happens now?
Now? Now you wait.
I've got to be on the ferry at six.
Should have got here earlier, then, shouldn't you?
Keys.
- Sidney...! - Listen. I've got to go.
I'll see you tomorrow, the usual place.
- You'll bring it with you? - Yes.
- You didn't burn any copies? - Of course not.
All right. See you then.
Sidney?
Hello?
Hello. I thought you'd like a cup of tea.
Thank you.
How's the new computer?
Seems to be...
Was there something?
Did you know that it's a year since you moved in?
- Really? - Yes, one year tomorrow.
So, I wondered if you'd like to have supper with me.
Just for a change.
It would be like a sort of celebration.
I'm gonna make a lasagne, nothing special.
That's very kind of you, Mrs Whitfield. But...
I'm over in Stepney tomorrow.
What time will you be finished?
About six o'clock.
Well, we could eat at seven.
Seven-thirty would be all right.
That would be lovely.
Right. Well... I'd better leave you to it.
Thanks for the tea.
Oi, don't worry about this lot.
A bunch of tossers. I know their sort.
- I don't know, Danny. - We can't back out now.
Trust me. It's easy money.
- Anyway, I'm the one who's driving. - It's my van.
Come on. Do you want a coffee?
Look at this shit.
- I'm off. I'll see you later. - Bye, darling.
Hold on, young lady.
The party tomorrow means a lot to your mother, and to me.
- I know. - The whole family's gonna be here.
Some of them haven't seen you since you were this high.
- I'll be there. - Bill, stop giving her a hard time.
Let her go and have some fun.
At her age, I was too busy working to have fun.
Yes. And you turned out wonderfully.
Bye, Dad.
How did you know he was here? He didn't knock.
He dropped me a text, to say he was outside.
Why? Don't his legs work?
No. He's scared of you.
Don't worry. You'll get a chance to meet him tomorrow.
- What do you mean? - Didn't Mum tell you?
She asked me to invite him.
- But he's not family. - Not yet.
- {*And}What's that supposed to mean? - Bye, Dad!
Alice!
Welcome to the Hook of Holland. Will vehicles please exit to the left?
War in this corner of East Africa
has been raging for several months...
- I just don't get it. - What?
The purchase account. I had a call from the bank today.
We're running an overdraft.
- Nothing unusual about that. - No. It's a big one.
I may have used it to pay for Will.
School fees? Why would you use that account?
I reached for the nearest cheque book.
- It's 4,000, love. - Tell me about it!
Don't do that now. Go and sit down. Have a glass of wine.
... must take every step in his power to crush the opposition.
He says that the money will build new roads, schools and hospitals.
His opponents claim he is serving his own interests...
Where's Danny tonight?
He's... doing a run in Holland.
Again? You were only there a few weeks ago.
- He should have rung by now. - {*Well,}He's been to Holland enough times.
I'm sure he'll manage.
Come in.
You must be Daniel.
- Yeah. - That's Jake.
Don't look so worried. Jake's English, like you.
- All right? - All right.
Ex-para?
Don't mind him. He doesn't like conversation.
Would you like a drink?
Thanks.
- Where's the... - Relax. Enjoy your drink.
You came alone?
Of course.
To our new venture.
Essex FM.
{pos(192,220)}It's 7:30 on Friday morning. It's pretty miserable,
but it looks like things will clear up
by the end of the day and be fine for the weekend.
So, to get your day started, here's Dido on Essex FM.
Do you want pickle?
I was thinking.
- Yeah? - We should get married.
What do you think?
I mean, Rob and Cheryl got married in April. Connor and Kath next month.
Maybe...
we could get married in October or something.
Then it'll be like we all got married in the same year. That'd be cool.
Yeah... but it takes time to plan a wedding, Dave. You can't just...
{*Well, yeah, if }You're thinking about spending a fortune on one of those fancy do's{*, maybe}?
But I reckon we could get Alan down at the social club to cut us a deal
on his function room. We'll book a cheap flight to Benidorm...
Look, will you just stop?
What?
It doesn't matter.
You're crying because you're happy, right?
So, do you want me to talk to Alan?
Bruv, where was you? Oh, my...
- Yesterday... - Gareth!
Hey, listen. I'll ring you back.
Don't tell me that I'm in your flat.
You're in my flat.
You were supposed to take me home last night.
You weren't in any state to be driven home!
You were like a woman possessed last night.
After your first drink, there was no stopping you.
- This is all your fault. - How's it my fault?
I don't know.
It just is.
- My dad's gonna kill me. - Why?
You've got the whole day. What time does the party start?
Eight, but you know what he's like, he wants everything in its place.
Why do I have to come? Your dad hates me.
He doesn't hate you, does he?
He's never met you.
Besides, it'll be a good chance for him to see how good we are together.
OK. So, what are we doing?
Dunno. Are you working today?
- I can call in sick. - You're gonna be out of a job.
I don't like the job, anyway.
Good. You can come with me and get Mum's present, then.
Come on.
Where's the money?
- They said you'd give me the money. - What,
- before the job's done? - That's what we agreed.
We agreed you'd be paid at delivery.
When it's complete you'll get your money.
What if I'm stopped?
You have a crossing to make. You're wasting time.
Yeah, well, you... you phone ahead. Tell them that I want the money.
Of course.
Dickhead.
Well, the good news is, it's up 22 per cent.
Yeah, that's right.
No, not surprised. Pleased.
Yeah. The downside is, USA's flat-lining at six per cent.
Yes, so we're gonna have to do something for the shareholders.
Maybe give them a different kind of biscuit?
{*Yes,}I'll be in contact. Take care. Bye.
- Come in. - You've got your 4:30 appointment,
Mr Fowler.
- Thank you, Karen. - {*It's just,}They're talking about the traffic.
It's the weekend. You might get held up.
Good point.
Why don't you ring down and make sure my car's standing by?
Already done. They're waiting for you out the front.
What would I do without you?
Thank you, Karen.
Bugger.
Ian, can you ring Karen, my PA?
I left the bloody HO report on my desk.
She'll know which one it is, so get her to bring it down.
Right.
This is ridiculous. I'll do it myself.
I got the Ethlosine results you wanted, Mr Fowler.
I was gonna put them on your desk for Monday morning. Then I dropped them.
I forgot the HO report for the Minister.
Sorry. I should have spotted it.
It's all right. Not your problem.
What have you planned for the weekend? Anything fun?
I'm just gonna drive down to London to see a friend.
London again?
Enjoy yourself.
Ladies and gentlemen, we will shortly be arriving at Harwich.
We'd like to remind all passengers to collect their personal belongings
before disembarking.
Can all drivers please now make their way to their vehicles?
Hiya.
Sorry. Dave needed a lift.
You're lucky you haven't got kids. Then you'll have something to complain about.
I've got Dave. I don't need kids.
Hang on a sec.
Yeah, that's it. Take your frustration out on a wasp.
{*Well,}Why should we be the only ones to suffer?
- Table for one? - Yes, please.
That's very good, Simon. But the melody is all in the right hand.
You need to bring it out more.
Try it again from the top.
{pos(192,230)}I'm sorry, Richard, but I did warn you.
{pos(192,230)}You told me we'd have all the permissions in place by June.
You said we'd be in the first stages of construction by now.
But you know I said the authorities here are even slower than they are in the UK.
And we still have issues with over-development.
Summer will soon be over and we're still sat on a wasteland.
Why isn't Bernhard here?
- You can meet him tomorrow. - No, I'm flying home this afternoon.
- Get him to call me. - What do I tell him?
Ich habe immer noch Bedenken uber den Zeitplan.
Wir holen auf.
Your German's getting better.
Well, it will be fluent by the time we get started.
- Thank you, Mrs Parker. - Thank you.
I'll see you next week, Simon. And remember, bring out the tune.
Simon...
I'm off to pick up Will.
What are those?
It's his uniform. I'm going to see if I can have them taken out.
He's growing so fast.
Why don't you buy him a new pair?
Never mind. Forget it.
- Did you speak to Danny? - He's just got back to Harwich.
That's all right, then.
You know, if you can't trust him, maybe he should look for another job.
I never said I didn't trust him.
Anyway, there are no other jobs out there.
That's the trouble with you, too soft.
See you later.
Yes, yes, we are. OK.
It's Edwards. Brian Edwards.
And her name is Joyce Thompson.
Yes, thank you.
Sorry. I wonder if you can help me.
I'm sorry. We're just closing.
Well... it's rather important. I need a print-out from a memory stick.
No problem. Leave it with me and collect it in the morning.
Sorry. You don't understand. I can't leave it. I need it now.
I don't mind paying extra.
- Come on, then. Give it here. - Thank you.
Hello.
Where have you been? I was expecting you ages ago.
Yeah, I got held up. Sorry.
Urgent last-minute job. I shouldn't have done it.
- Joyce all right? - Not too bad.
- Did she have a sleep? - She said she doesn't like the bed.
- That's a new one. - Well...
I'll take her out this evening, if you like. Give you a rest.
- Would you mind? - {*No,}Of course not.
- Christine? - God.
- I'll go. - Christine?
Seventy.
Seventy-two.
Seventy.
Sixty-nine
Do you ever wonder if this is it, Cind? You know. This. Us.
I mean,
when I was a kid, this wasn't exactly what I had in mind for myself.
It never is.
I just get the feeling that life's passing me by. You know?
I mean, literally, at 70 miles an hour!
You think too much!
{*Well,}No-one's ever accused me of that{*before}. Talking too much, maybe.
- Yeah, that as well. - Oi!
Look, if you want to do something different, you should do it.
Like what, though? Work in McDonald's?
You're the one with all the dreams.
Win the lottery and see the world.
Why wait for the lottery? Do it, anyway.
Do either of you own the pale-green Ford Focus parked over there?
It's mine. Don't tell me, the tax is out of date.
No, I just wanted to say it's a really crap car.
Any chance of a cup of tea?
How long have you two boys been out there?
- Since about one. - Speed trap?
Just keeping the roads safe, miss.
Go on, then.
Seventy.
Seventy-two.
Sixty-eight.
- Seventy. - Do you have to do that?
- It's the speeds. - I know{*what it is}. It's just fucking annoying.
- What's wrong with you today? - Sitting here all day with you
pulling people over{*, that's what}.
Seventy-eight.
And it's a Beamer. Let's get it. Double points for a Beamer.
When I finish this. OK?
We'll get the next one.
Sorry I'm late.
I got held up.
Lesson? I ordered you a coffee.
Thanks.
Nice little earner, is it?
- What? - Private lessons.
Didn't you say you once worked in a school?
- I don't remember telling you that. - A private school, you said.
That was years ago.
It was a prep school. I didn't like it.
So, have you got it, then?
- What did you think? - What did you pay?
Don't worry, Sid. I'll take care of it.
What are friends for?
James, it's Karen. I've got the document.
I made a copy of it, like you said.
I'll be there at seven, as agreed.
- Give me 15 minutes, Paul. - Right, sir.
Shouldn't be too much traffic.
- Where are you? - I'm at home. Just got in.
Raffle prizes straight through. In the room with the champagne.
- What? - Nothing. You're going to be late.
I'll be fine. I'm just getting changed.
Well, seven o'clock, remember? You're giving the opening speech.
Don't worry. I'll be there.
The trip went well, since you ask.
Sorry. You're breaking up. What did you say?
Nothing. See you soon.
Can I help?
- Where's the toilet? - Just through there.
Don't look so worried.
It's just my family.
Yeah, well, I want to make a good impression.
Just chill out. They're gonna love you.
Aunt Sade's gonna grill you on your entire family history.
You give her a couple of drinks, and she's... {*she's}actually a lot of fun!
And she'll go and spread the word on how lovely you are.
And of course there is Ned.
Yeah, my dad's over-protective brother.
- Your dad has a brother? - {*Yeah,}He's bound to give you a grilling.
Dad listens to every single word that this man says,
{*so}if you get on the wrong side of him, you are sunk.
I'm just kidding!
He's got a brother, but they're like chalk and cheese.
Dad despairs of him, so you two will probably get on just fine.
Yeah, funny!
Give me a kiss.
Now, put your foot down. I want to get there in plenty of time.
- I don't want to go. - Come on, Mum. You like a drive.
Why can't you take me?
Let's let Chris get on with the dinner.
And I'll take you up to Sandhill. You like it up there, don't you?
- How long will you be? - Couple of hours. Don't worry.
Have a nice time, Mum.
So, what are you up to over the weekend, Paul?
Me?
Me and the wife are going over to my daughter's.
- When is the baby due? - She gave birth last week, sir.
A baby girl.
Congratulations.
- Are you sure you don't mind? - Yeah, you go home.
She gets so narked when I'm late.
- Who, Gemma? - Yeah, almost as bad. My mum.
She loves baby-sitting, but in small doses.
{*Yeah,}Well, at least she doesn't charge you, eh?
Go on. Go on. I'll see you tomorrow.
Any chance I can get a glass of tap water?
{*Yeah,}Sure.
{*That's}£1.50.
I'm joking.
It's free.
But now it'll taste better.
- Do you wanna eat? - No, I'm fine. I've got to get home.
- All right. - Have a good evening.
Yeah, and you.
Come on. Where is it?
For goodness' sake! I don't believe it.
Yeah, I'm at the service station waiting.
Of course the A12. Do you think I'm stupid?
What's going on? No-one's here.
That's not what we agreed.
That's 40 minutes from here!
All right. All right. I'm on my way.
But you'd better bloody be there!
This place does my head in.
Every time I leave here I'm always running late for something.
- See you later. - See you.
Where are you going? This isn't the way to Sandhill.
No, I thought we'd go somewhere different.
Where are you taking me?
Bingo! There's one. BMW. 83.
Must be my birthday.
For God's sake, Joyce!
What do you think?
That's a mess.
Well, are you sure you really want it?
All that information, and we still don't know what caused it.
Well, you're gonna have to work out of Chelmsford.
Yeah,{*yeah,} I'll go up there tomorrow.
Do you... want a drink?
You go home.
It's good to have you back.
{pos(192,220)}What do you call a young black guy in a BMW?
Get back in your cars!
{pos(192,220)}Ann Stallwood. Chelmsford RCIT. I'll be taking over.
There is something I do need most urgently. I left it in the backseat.
Did you see that collision on the news?
The A12?
I'm looking into that.
I'm sorry.
It's been a year. You've blanked me for a year.
- My name's Jane, by the way. - Hello, Jane. I'm Richard.
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