You give her to me!
I have filled all the goddamn forms!
Give her body to me now!
You will give her to me.
I have filled all the goddamn forms!
Her body has to be washed.
It can only be washed by females.
It has to be shrouded, shrouded according to Muslim tradition.
As soon as the coroner releases Jasmina's body,
she can be prepared for burial along with her sister.
- Here. - What's that?
These are her belongings.
So you had him and you let him go.
We didn't have enough evidence to hold him.
I promised Jasmina she would be safe, and I let her down.
I'm s... I'm sorry.
You think this is all because of me.
No.
No, no. I...
I don't think you are in any way connected or to blame for this.
No.
My divorce came through last week.
We were going to get married.
No more looking over her shoulder.
What were they to him?
- Did they know him? - I wish I could tell you.
He's a security guard.
But who is he?
Who is he?
Zigic. Duscan Zigic.
Get them to check all the rocks they've already looked under.
Shelters, hostels, cheap ho...
Yeah, the whole lot. And the same again tomorrow.
That sighting in Ealing...
How can you mix up a Somali with a Serbian?
Well, we'll all be able to look back
knowing we played a small part in a policing legend.
I've been trying to raise D.C.l. Finch.
Whoosh. Gone.
He'll want to put a lot of clear water
between him and this disaster.
You can't blame him. She nabbed the case off him.
He's only trying to protect himself.
- Ooooh! - Ooooh!
Thank you.
This is Mr. Lukic. He will be your interpreter.
Now, look. Something between them.
A look, gesture, a handshake. Something.
I'm... I'm sure they know each other.
What?
When they first meet,
Zigic says, "Here we go again."
Yeah. So?
Well, it's a little too familiar for strangers.
I mean, it could mean that they... they know each other.
No, he qualifies it then.
He says, um, "Again, us Serbs..."
"Again, the persecution of the Serbs."
I mean, he could have been covering the mistake.
Or, I mean, maybe he's genuine.
Maybe that's what he feels is happening to him.
I don't know. I don't know.
Maybe I'm seeing it because you want me to.
Yeah, or maybe it's 'cause I've got no one else to go after.
Ms. Henderson, could you spare a few moments?
Regarding what?
Duscan Zigic.
I'm a bit rushed.
Well, perhaps while you eat.
You do a lot of work for the Serbian community, don't you?
Yes.
Could you tell me how you first met
the interpreter, Milan Lukic?
No.
- Why not? - I don't have to.
Your client visited this community center
quite often, didn't he?
Do you know if Mr. Lukic has also been a visitor?
I believe he has.
Along with thousands of other people.
Well, are you aware of the two men having met
outside of the interview room?
I mean, here, for example.
No, I'm not.
I think that there might have been
some irregularity concerning your client and Mr. Lukic.
You know the custody sergeant
has a list of approved interpreters.
Mr. Lukic is listed.
Yes. Yes, of course he is.
But it is the custody sergeant's decision
which interpreter to use, not the suspects lawyers.
I brought him along to save time.
I just need to know
if it was your decision to include Mr. Lukic,
or if he asked or persuaded you to bring him in.
No, it was my decision.
Zigic had just over two hours to work his way across London
and locate Jasmina in a hospital that houses over 4,000 people.
I think he had help.
I think he was told where to find her.
Cheadle, could you get that file on Lukic?
See, Jasmina was executed.
She was shot with a single bullet to the back of the head.
We know that Duscan Zigic did it.
But with Samira it was very different.
It was... It was up close. It was personal.
I mean, she was tortured with cigarette butts.
She was strangled with a pair of hands.
Milan Lukic.
The interpreter. The optician.
See, I think that Zigic and Lukic
were members of the same paramilitary unit.
I think those two sisters were killed
to cover up a massacre they were both involved in.
I think Lukic was the devil that Samira saw on her way to work.
He recognized her. He had Zigic kidnap her.
He then tortured her to try and find out where Jasmina was
so he could silence her as well.
But Samira wouldn't talk, so he murdered her.
He dumped her body to get the maximum publicity
so he could flush out information
about Jasmina as well.
- So he could find a way... - Sorry I'm late.
Sorry, gov.
I mean, come on, come on.
This isn't a one-way street here.
Think the unthinkable... I might be wrong.
This is a supposition based on the story of a dead witness.
I have no proof that there's any connection
between the two men whatsoever.
All I've got is this file on Lukic.
Of course that's the side he wants us to see.
It's the side he had vetted.
Well, let's find out the other side of him, shall we?
All the nasty little secrets. His work, marriage, debts.
Let's pay Mr. and Mrs. Lukic a visit
and see what we can find out about them.
Mr. Lukic.
Could we have a word, sir?
About what?
If we could talk inside, sir.
- Yes'? - Mrs. Lukic?
Yes?
I'm Detective Superintendent Jane Tennison,
and this is Detective Constable Lorna Greaves.
Is your husband home?
No, he's at work.
Oh.
It's just that he's helping us with a case,
and I just wanted to ask him a few questions.
Is it all right if we come in and wait for him?
- Yeah, sure. Come in. - Lovely. Thank you.
I was just admiring your two beautiful girls.
I can see your husband in them.
Urn, I don't think so.
They're not his.
Oh, really? I can usually spot a likeness.
So these are your parents or his?
These are all photos of my family.
Have you been to Serbia to visit his?
No.
Why don't I call him?
No, no. You know, don't bother him.
Really, this is just a formality.
It's just that we're asking everyone who came in contact
with a particular suspect
where they were at certain times.
You mean, I-like an alibi?
I don't understand.
My husband was working for you, and now he's a suspect.
No, it's just... really just standard procedure.
Lorna, what's the, urn, day that we were talking...
God, you know, my brain's like a sieve these days.
Saturday the 20th. About three weeks ago.
Yes, that's right. Yes, Saturday three weeks ago.
He works on a Saturday.
And that Saturday evening?
Three weeks ago.
We went to the theater.
Oh, really? What did you see?
I'm going to call him.
Outside of the interview room
have you ever met or talked with Duscan Zigic?
No.
Have you ever seen him at the community center
in Bishops Avenue?
- No.
Excuse me.
Yes?
Soon. Very soon.
It seems my wife is also being questioned by the police.
Super, I think.
My wife seemed somewhat upset by the experience.
So if you'll excuse me.
And when he came home, were you awake or asleep?
Asleep.
You know, I really can't remember the details
of something so trivial that happened three weeks ago.
Well, do you remember what he was wearing that night?
A blue suit, I think.
Do you know what happened to that blue suit?
No idea at all.
So you can't show it to me?
I would rather wait until my husband comes home,
if that's all right with you.
- Excuse me.
I've been subjected to the most ridiculous questions.
Superintendent Tennison.
Mr. Lukic.
This is D.C. Lorna Greaves.
Hello.
I've just been talking to some of your officers,
but I'm sure you know that.
Please sit.
So this is all because I helped out as an interpreter, yes?
To eliminate you from our inquiries, yes.
So your wife says that Saturday evening three weeks ago
you were at the theater and then you drove the babysitter home.
What did you do after that?
I came home. I went to bed.
Was your wife awake?
Yes. We talked about the play.
Your wife said that she was asleep.
We sat up and talked.
Well, now you've said it, I remember.
Sorry.
And what were you wearing?
That I can't remember.
And that Saturday morning? What were you doing then?
At work. Why?
And what time did you get to work?
First appointment would be about 8:00.
Then I work through to lunchtime.
And how do you know Rosemary Henderson,
Zigic's solicitor?
I've already been over this.
I did some translation work for her.
She seemed to think it went well,
so she contacted me for this job.
I see.
All right. Well, thank you.
Thank you, Mrs. Lukic. I appreciate it.
Thank you very much.
Oh, did you serve in the army during the war?
You know I did. It's in my police file.
Oh!
Oh, I'm sorry. Sorry.
Hello, Dad.
Hello.
- Right. - Uh...
Look, that's, um...
That's Wendy's chair.
No one messes with Wendy. Sorry.
Oh, okay. Urn, this one all right?
Yes.
Right.
I hope you're gonna stay long enough to take your coat off.
How was supper?
Oh, a lot better than my efforts used to be.
Thanks to my two very generous daughters,
I have the best room in the house.
Really, it's...
good here.
Pam tells me they've offered you retirement.
Yeah, well, it's just one option.
Take it.
Grab it with both hands. Run for the hills.
Well, look at you.
You can start a whole new life.
You've done your bit over and over.
Time you got out of the sewers.
Yeah, well, that's how you've always seen it.
- Oh, sorry.
Look at the thanks you get.
The newspapers.
That girl's murder.
It's as if you'd pulled the trigger.
I tell you, once you've stopped, you'll look around,
the only question you'll be asking
is why you didn't do it sooner.
Seen a ghost?
It's going cold.
You can sense other priorities taking over.
I mean, perhaps he has legged it home.
- Sorry. - Huh?
Lukic's details, gov. He checks out.
I went as far back as his student days.
A year in Bosnia, and then he trained in Manchester.
Both the university and the eye hospital
confirm he graduated.
Now, they couldn't give us a lot...
the records for his year are very patchy...
but I did find out that he set up a shop with his wife's money.
- Yes! - Oh, good.
Yes!
The Hardy case.
They all went down. 18 years apiece.
Good. Well done, Simon.
Congratulations.
Gov, I think we might have something.
The appointments Lukic had for that Saturday...
some of them are fictional.
His 8:00 and 8:30 were real.
But from 9:00 till 1:00,
although the names are genuine clients, when I checked,
they didn't actually have appointments for that morning.
So not only could he have crossed paths with Samira,
but he's covering it up, as well.
Simon.
Simon, if you've got a moment
perhaps some of your good fortune
will rub off on this investigation.
Well done, sir.
Sorry, Taff. No time for that.
"Itchy and Scratchy Show."
I'm sorry to keep you waiting. He does know you're here.
Lynda.
Would you get me a double espresso and one of those cakes?
Uh... I'll pay you back.
If you've come for your glasses, I'm afraid they're not in yet.
No, that's not why we're here.
We're here to ask you again where you were
on the morning of Saturday the 20th of last month.
Well, as I told you, I was with clients.
But I wasn't here all the time.
Where were you?
The Boston Hotel.
- Hyde Park? - Yes.
I met a client there at 9:30 and stayed until about 12:00.
Why did you meet the client at the hotel?
For sex.
It's never the lie that damns you, is it?
It's always the cover-up.
- Mickey? - Yeah.
We've had a tipoff.
Zigic. It's a phone-in, but this one sounds real.
Aubrey Hotel, King's Cross.
Hotel manager just confirmed the description.
Lovely.
I love my wife, and I was trying to protect my marriage.
I filled in false appointments
in the hope you'd see I had a full morning.
I'm not at all practiced or very bright at this kind of thing.
I panicked.
Excuse me. Boss?
All right, can we have the client's details, please?
Of course.
Perhaps it was working as an interpreter...
a voyeur into your criminal world.
I thought I could get away with it.
I'd make a hopeless villain.
Yes, the name and address of the client you were with, please.
Will you tell my wife?
If it has nothing to do with our criminal investigation,
we won't interfere in a private matter
between you and your wife.
So the name, please.
Yes, of course.
Sarah Ford.
He's in Number 9.
Got a half-mile silence zone.
Understood.
- - Shit.
Off!
Oh, come on. Come on, come on!
Got it? Good.
- I've been expecting you. - Yeah.
The suspect is believed to be
in a first-floor room facing the street.
Roadblocks are ready to go. My lads are being briefed now.
- Have you got the authority? - Yes.
ls there anything else I need to know about?
Yes, he's ex-Bosnian paramilitary.
So he's not gonna give himself up.
That's a question of national pride.
He'll either shoot his way out or he'll commit suicide.
Inspector to all patrols. Implement roadblocks now.
I have clear sight of the suspect.
Repeat, I have clear sight.
I have lost sight of suspect.
There's a question as to whether
the suspect is still in the room.
Oh, God, not again.
- Get back, get back, get back. - Get back, please.
What the... Fucking hell. What's going on?
Uh!
Get up, get UP-
I'm not leaving anything.
Contact rear!
Freeze!
Get back in!
You went to your room.
Gents.
- Hello, Larry. - How are you?
- Fine, thanks. - Haven't seen you in ages.
Would you like a cup of tea, sir?
- Milk, no sugar. - Front row, sir?
Do you understand the question? Do you need the interpreter?
How's it going?
Well, I think he's trying to work out,
"Is it going to help me if I go Muppet?"
So we went to your room that Friday evening,
and you weren't there.
Where did you go?
Hospital.
And why did you go to the hospital?
I was sick. Very sick.
Did you see a doctor?
Don't remember.
Now, you know all about security cameras, don't you,
because that's your job.
So you were seen on a security camera carrying a gun.
The same gun that we found on you at the hotel.
That gun was used to kill a young woman.
We have evidence that suggests that you killed that woman.
That's all right. We won't talk about that now.
That's painful for you.
I know. I know it's painful.
Because you don't kill women and children, do you?
That's not why you fought for your country.
No.
10 years ago you were ordered to kill two young sisters.
Weren't you?
But you disobeyed that order.
You let them go.
And that's why we won't talk about
what happened at the hospital.
But what we do need to talk about
is how you knew where to find her.
Did someone tell you?
Who told you?
I killed her.
'Yes!
Who told you where to find her?
I killed her.
Yes, but not the first woman.
I mean, that girl was tortured.
Tortured! You don't torture.
What's she doing?
You wouldn't burn a girl with cigarettes.
That's not you. That's not you at all.
Who did that?
I killed them both.
Both sisters.
- It's a double. - I want to confess.
I killed them both.
Why did you kill them?
Well done, guys. Drinks are on me.
I don't believe you did this on your own.
This is my word. I say no more.
To the double. Cheers!
- Where's Jane? - The old one-two.
Bloody typical. Late as usual.
She's on her way.
I saw you on the evening news, sir. Very impressive.
- Looked good. - Should make the 10:00, too.
"Police catch evil monster."
That should shut the bastards up for a while, eh?
She's convinced there's another man involved, you know?
Can you imagine that for the rest of his life,
every time he flushes a toilet, the anxiety, huh?
Pbht! He's gonna shit himself again, isn't he?
I've seen him.
You've seen who?
Zigic... the man on the poster, on the TV.
- I've seen him. - Where's that, sir?
The Aubrey Hotel, King's Cross.
King's Cross? And when was that?
Now. I see him now. He just went in.
Okay. Can I just take your name and number?
Sir?
Tennison.
Ah, there you are, ma'am.
There's a Mr. Lukic in reception for you.
He says he has something for you.
Thank you.
I was passing by.
- Please? - Oh.
Mm. Good.
May I?
Excellent.
If you have any problems, please don't hesitate to call me.
Well, goodbye.
Oh, I saw the news about our friend.
Mr. Zigic.
Congratulations.
Oh, God. The last time I saw Martin was, uh...
- Your wedding. - At the wedding.
He's always complaining that's the last time he saw anybody.
Well, you did the right thing to concentrate on your career.
Simon tells me you did all the hard slog,
spotted the white van... Well done.
That's where the answers always are... in the details.
We need more good people like you coming through.
Good work.
There she is.
- Well done, ma'am. - No. Good result all around.
Good work. Thanks.
- Cheers. - Yeah.
- But not over yet. - Jane.
Yeah? Yes, sir.
I'm glad it came good for you. Well done.
Yeah, well, thank you, sir.
I've charged him with the second murder.
I still want to question him about the first one.
Oh, look, sorry. I've got to get this.
Excuse me.
You were right.
And I was so wrong.
You know, I listened to that tip-off phone call.
Yeah. Male, foreign accent.
That was made from an untraceable mobile phone.
I mean, it could have been genuine.
But if it wasn't, that was meant to be a death sentence.
Someone knew that we'd send an armed response unit.
They knew that Zigic would try and fight his way out
or else he'd take his own life.
Well, it wasn't Lukic.
The call was made at 15:17. He was with us.
- Yeah, was he? - Yeah. Yeah, he was.
We got to the shop at 15:15. Maybe even a bit before.
Yeah, but don't you remember he kept us waiting?
Like three, four minutes.
I mean, that's long enough to make a mobile phone call.
You really want it to be him, don't you?
All right, don't celebrate too soon, guys.
Not done and dusted, okay?
Hold your horses.
Gov.
Should I call a lawyer?
There's a swarm of them just beyond that glass.
Mr. Lukic didn't warn you
that we'd be asking you to support his alibi?
No, he didn't.
But that doesn't necessarily surprise me.
Oh?
I can support his alibi.
I was with him at the Boston Hotel
that particular Saturday.
We met about 9:30 and left sometime before 12:00.
Can you be a little more precise?
About what?
The time.
Not really, no.
Who paid for the room?
It was my turn.
The credit-card transaction says 11:43.
Give us two minutes to say goodbye
and "We really must do this again sometime,"
puts us back out on the street at 11:45.
He went north. I went west.
Sergeant, would you mind waiting outside for a few moments?
Yes, ma'am.
Woman to woman.
I thought you might not be quite so frightened.
What's he done?
We're investigating the brutal, sadistic murder of a young woman
that took place that Saturday evening.
And you suspect Milan?
How long have you known him?
Two or three months. We've met five or six times.
Well, where did you first meet?
He's my optician.
But you're in a relationship. How did that start?
I went to have my eyes checked.
What I thought was going to be a very dull chore
turned out to be fun.
He's very seductive. Charming.
Extremely straightforward.
He knew what he wanted, and he knew how to ask.
It was refreshing.
Did he talk about his marriage?
Yes. He cheats on his wife.
I doubt he gave me a second thought
outside the times we were together.
But brutal and sadistic?
No, I'm sorry. Absolutely not.
That's just not him at all.
And I would know.
So 11:45 to 12:00...
Well, it still gives us a 15-minute window
in which he could have seen Samira
and she could have seen him.
Do you want my honest opinion?
No.
So you can see the hotel from here.
Well, Sarah Ford said he was walking north,
in this direction.
Samira would have been on her way to work,
in the opposite direction.
She's gonna go in right there.
So it would have been around about 11:50, 11:55.
So let's say that he saw her 'round about here.
But, I mean, can you imagine that shock?
He was... He was certain she was dead.
And now she's come back to haunt him.
She could ruin his new life.
Yeah, but he hasn't seen her for 10 years.
She was a kid. 12 years old.
Well, maybe she looks very like her sister did when she was 22.
And Samira would definitely recognize the man
who raped and tortured her for four days.
So... So she catches sight of him.
He walks on.
But he's... he's not certain that she saw him.
He's not even sure that it was her.
He's got to make himself sure.
Otherwise, it's gonna gnaw away at him.
So... So he can't resist.
He looks back and sees her going into the hotel.
Now, we were getting close to him.
We made him admit that he was here that Saturday morning.
So he gives us Zigic.
He knew that Zigic was a loyal soldier,
he'd lay down to two murders.
Maybe we'd... we'd kill him into the bargain.
But there's no link between "Zigick" and "Lukick."
- Zigic and Lukic.
Zigic and Lukic.
Thank you.
I found your massacre.
Are you serious?
An Italian cameraman I used to hang out with
heard I was digging around.
It's the exact date.
And the details match.
He tried to sell the footage here,
but it was thought too harrowing
to be shown in British homes after dinner.
Urn, what button is it?
The triangle.
I've got it.
Oh, my...
And where does this take us?
Well, it shows that the massacre took place.
See, I think those two sisters were murdered to cover it up.
I think it's absolutely essential that I go to Bosnia,
I visit the site of the massacre
to establish a link with Milan Lukic.
Oh, you think so?
Well, I've studied his file.
And he's been very carefully vetted.
Yeah, well, all the more reason to go to Bosnia.
I think that he's the mind behind both murders.
That's supposition without any credible evidence whatsoever.
Well, yeah. That's because the evidence is in Bosnia.
How many current murder investigations are you managing?
Hmm? 24?
Jane, I can't sanction this in terms of time, money,
or just sheer effective policing.
You've got a suspect who's confessed to both murders.
Close it. Move on.
No way are you going to Bosnia.
This is it.
You wait here.
Police.
They don't much like foreigners
sticking their fingers in old wounds.
Did they talk about the massacre?
Massacre?
What massacre?
Ne.
Ask her if she was here in the summer of '92.
Da.
- Dovidjenja. - Dovidjenja.
She's lived here all her life.
There was no massacre, no paramilitary,
and she's never seen him.
Uh, excuse me.
Thanks. Dovidjenja.
- What are they saying? - Nothing helpful.
You're not the force for good you imagine yourself to be.
There's a lot of people here think they lost the war
through meddling foreigners.
Well, are there any Muslims we can ask?
I'm sorry I asked you to come back here.
Well, I didn't do any good here before,
and now I feel even more useless.
We're never gonna find out anything.
Okay, well, let's move on to where we know he studied.
How far is it to Krazi...
- Krazinac. - Krazinac.
Four or five hours.
Maybe a little longer.
You told me I would never understand how he thinks,
I wouldn't be able to get inside of his head.
I thought going to the factory would help.
All it did was terrify you.
Sickened me.
Well, there's hope for you yet.
I spent four years taking pictures of it, and I miss it.
Tennison and West.
Room 7.
- There's another room? - Just a second.
Room 15.
You're on the seventh, and you're on the eighth floor.
- Hvala. - Thank you.
You're welcome.
My floor.
Oh, shit.
It's supposed to be an enduring legacy of all communist regimes.
Oh, Jesus.
Excellent filing.
On everyone and everything.
Didn't work for this population.
Oh!
Sorry.
- Milan Lukic, yes? - Yes, yes.
Milan Lukic completed an ophthalmic course here,
then moved to England... Manchester.
- Could I see? - Yeah, sure.
Nothing else?
No.
Could you see if you could locate someone
who worked with him, studied with him,
but still lives in the area?
I'd be very appreciative.
Y-You sit down here, Robert.
"Won't you sit down, Robert?
Oh, anything for you, Robert."
Milan Lukic. Of course.
He's alive?
Yes, yes. He's living in London.
We were students together.
He went to study in England.
Came back when the war broke out to look after his father.
And then the idiot got himself drafted.
So when was the last time you saw him?
Early on in the war.
We lost contact. I heard rumors he was dead.
A very shy and gentle man.
Always writing terrible poetry.
Shy?
This man?
That's not Milan.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Well, do you know who this is?
Dragan Jankovic.
Dragan...
Jankovic.
Um... Well, how do you know him?
He studied with us.
But he never completed.
I think there was some kind of family expectation
that he would go into an uncle's practice.
But he went into local government
or somewhere where he could scam money.
Was he in the army?
Not the regular one. Too many rules.
In the beginning, we were quite distant from the war here.
Jankovic was one of the first
later to be known as the "weekend warriors."
They had contacts with the paramilitary groups.
They'd keep their regular jobs
but go off and play soldiers at the weekend.
Jankovic wasn't interested in politics.
He wasn't a nationalist.
It was just a sport to him.
Hunting Muslims.
Then I heard he disappeared, so we assumed he'd been killed.
What happened?
He became an optician.
In North London.
Simon? Simon, it's me.
Listen, put a surveillance on Milan Lukic.
We've had a major breakthrough. He isn't who he says he is.
So I'll meet you tomorrow morning.
I want a squad meeting at 8:00 sharp, okay?
Good. Bye.
Where does he think you've been phoning from?
Paris... where you're taking me when this is all over.
Jane.
We're needed over at Scotland Yard for a meeting. Now.
A meeting? Why? What's the meeting about, sir?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't know.
Bosnia?
What the hell did you think you were playing at?
Come in, Jane. Take a seat.
Sir.
Scratch your mark on those.
Official secrets.
It's never been a problem for you before.
And then are we going to be introduced?
Oh, I'm not important.
I just brought the forms over.
Obrad Stankovic, Milutin Kasumovic, Rade Vemic.
They have over 100 indictments for crimes against humanity.
The U.N. have been after them for years.
And after a great deal of effort, time, and money,
they've got them.
But they wouldn't have got them
without information supplied by Milan Lukic.
Lukic has infiltrated a section of the Serbian community
that has intelligence on the whereabouts
of suspected war criminals.
He's in position to be extremely useful in the future.
Milan Lukic's real name is Dragan Jankovic.
He is also a war criminal.
He is responsible for the rape
of women and children as young as 12
and for the massacre of some 3O civilian Muslim men and boys.
You are correct about his name and cover.
We helped set it up for him,
as well as securing him a position
as an approved police interpreter.
We know the rumors...
the "weekend warrior," the massacre that you refer to.
None of them are true.
It's probably difficult for you to appreciate
the number of old scores that are settled by accusation
in Bosnia.
We are aware of the unsubstantiated allegations
made by one of the murdered sisters
that she was a witness to the massacre.
But she identified Zigic, not Jankovic.
And if Dragan Jankovic is responsible
for the murder of those two sisters?
He isn't.
Well, I can produce evidence to prove that he is.
We don't think you can.
Yes, well, with respect, what you think is not the issue here.
I am the senior investigating officer,
and it is a matter between myself
and the Crown Prosecution Service.
Yes, it is. There's no question about that.
You became suspicious of Jankovic
because of his role as a police interpreter.
You correctly deduced
that he was infiltrating the interview room.
There is, however, no other connection
and no history between him and Zigic.
There are no records that will connect them.
And no contemporary evidence either.
We have come to the conclusion that Zigic was acting alone
and that the alibi provided by Mrs. Jankovic for her husband
proves conclusively that he is innocent of any involvement.
I do appreciate that the desire
to associate oneself with an historical tragedy
is a very potent one.
Gives a sense of self-worth and importance.
I advise you to resist that urge.
You may not use anything that has been said here
or deduce anything from what you have learnt
to further your investigation.
To do so would put you in breach of the Official Secrets Act.
And, of course, you may not tell anyone
of what has happened here, is that clear?
Detective Superintendent Tennison?
Yes.
Yes, that's clear.
- Boss? - Here she is, boss.
I had everyone here for 8:00.
Get Zigic produced.
We're charging him with both murders.
Gov, I had a thought...
The real Lukic lived in Manchester.
In four years, he must have gone to a dentist.
I've been checking for dental records.
No luck yet, but I've still got some people getting back to me.
So are we going after him?
- No. No. - What?
I mean, not on the evidence we've got.
We'll never secure a conviction.
We're not even gonna ask him who he thinks he is?
No, with all the other investigations we've got
requiring time and money, no.
We will secure a conviction against Zigic.
Get him produced.
After all that?
She's been overruled.
Come on. Cheer up.
It's a success. Time to move on.
Plenty of other cases.
Tick, tick, tick.
Oh, come on.
Tick, tick, tick.
I don't know what to do.
It's a long time since I've heard that.
From what you've told me, you've done your bit.
It's up to others now.
Oh.
That factory you went to
where the two sisters hid amongst the dead...
You know I drove an ambulance in the war.
- You did know that, didn't you? - Yeah.
Well, we got an order to go over to a place called Belsen.
The name didn't mean anything.
We didn't know what a concentration camp was.
We never knew they existed.
We got there the day it was liberated.
April 15, 1945.
Just before we pitched up,
someone had seen a movement in this...
mountain of skeletons.
They pulled a little girl out.
She lived for a couple of hours.
So we were given the orders
to search through all the mountains
in case there were others.
Later on, they put a figure on it...
10,000 unburied corpses.
We were ambulance men. We were used to death, but...
I say skeletons, but they weren't just bones.
They were men, women, children...
who had been starved, gassed.
And because the incinerators hadn't been working...
They were piled up like rubbish.
No, we didn't find anything.
We didn't find anyone.
I think that little girl must have crawled in
looking for somewhere to hide or...
somewhere quiet so she could die in peace.
You know...
up until about the age of 12,
you were an angel.
You'd light up a room.
And then, bang, overnight, you were a teenager.
You ran us ragged.
And it got worse.
Anti-this, anti-that.
So certain, so bloody-minded.
You couldn't leave anything alone.
You terrified me.
But you know what?
God, I always... I did admire you.
I was so proud.
You had convictions.
Well, I buried mine at that camp.
When I came home, all I wanted was your mother, a steady job.
Children.
And nothing to do with the evil I saw in that camp.
But...
here you are, having to deal with it again.
But you will. You will.
You'll know what's right.
And you'll do it.
Thanks, Dad.
I know what I'm doing. I just don't know why I'm doing it.
Good morning, sir.
I'm Detective Sergeant Alun Simms.
I'd like you to come with me to a police station
to answer some questions.
Questions about what?
It will be explained to you, sir.
You know something? I don't want to go.
Dragan Jankovic,
I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Samira Blekic.
This is absolute nonsense.
You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense if you do not mention...
And this, madam, is a warrant
which entitles us to search these premises.
What about my daughters? I have two small children.
I have to pick them up from school.
We can arrange for social services
to collect them and take care of them,
or we can allow you to make a phone call
to arrange for a friend or relative to look after them.
I'm sorry, this is totally out of the question... totally.
Susan?
Elizabeth Lukic, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of perverting the course of justice.
Superintendent, how are you?
What's going on?
She changed her mind.
Do you think that Hall knows about this?
Good question. Press that button and ask her.
Good morning, Mr. Jankovic.
I must insist you call my client by his correct name, Lukic.
Jankovic is not his name.
Well, I believe it is.
For the record, I am showing the suspect a document.
It lists the names of the students
who studied ophthalmology
in the University of Krazinac in 1987.
The names I'd like him particularly to note
are Dragan Jankovic and Milan Lukic.
Now, I have a written statement from a witness
who will confirm the suspect's identity as Dragan Jankovic,
not Milan Lukic.
He goes under an assumed identity.
For the record,
the witness's statement is incorrect.
My name is Milan Lukic.
As I have told you,
I have been vetted by the Metropolitan Police
for my work as an approved interpreter.
Yes, well, perhaps they didn't do a very good job.
You'll have to take that up with them.
I believe some very senior officers were involved.
For the video, I am showing Mr. Jankovic
photographic record of the bodies of 26 men.
I believe he gave the order for these men to be executed.
My client has not been arrested
in connection with these alleged crimes.
These questions are irrelevant.
They are relevant because I believe
the murders under investigation
were carried out to cover up this massacre.
Ridiculous.
We have a witness
who says that you were the leader of a paramilitary unit.
I went home to look after my father.
I was drafted into the army.
I was not in the paramilitary.
Well, why don't you tell me about your war?
Did you kill?
Yes.
Once?
Twice? More?
Many times.
And did you kill women and children?
We all did.
Civilians get caught up in wars.
I believe we were all responsible for many deaths
in one way or another.
Did you ever strangle anyone?
Superintendent, I really must insist...
Yes.
And was that a man or a woman?
A young man.
A nighttime operation.
I spent the rest of the night lying next to him in the trench.
It was a very cold, long night.
The reality of war.
Did you ever write about your experiences?
You've done your research.
My poetry.
Guilty as charged.
Oh, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting.
I need to get home to my children.
Oh, yes, yes. I... Of course you do.
I do understand.
We've discovered that your husband
is living under an assumed identity.
His real name is Dragan Jankovic.
I know. I understand. It's a shock.
You won't want to believe it.
But we will be able to verify his identity in court.
You have been the victim of a very cruel fraud.
Your husband is not who he says he is.
I know exactly who my husband is.
I don't think you do.
He's a brutal, sadistic man who committed atrocities in Bosnia,
including the rape of a 12-year-old girl
who he subsequently murdered four weeks ago.
Well, I... I think it's best to let you absorb this.
I'll... I'll leave you for a while.
No. I need to get home to my children.
Look and learn, children. Look and learn.
I have to get back to my children.
Saturday morning, the 20th,
you were at the Boston Hotel with Sarah Ford.
Yes.
You arrived at 9:30, and we know you left at 11:45.
Where did you go after that?
- Back to work. - And what route did you take?
I walked to the underground station.
So you would have passed the back entrance
of the Radcliffe Court Hotel?
That is the hotel where Samira Blekic worked.
She would have been walking towards you on her way to work
between 11:45 and 12:00 noon.
I do wish you'd wear the glasses I prescribed.
Eye strain can lead to headaches,
create all sorts of serious problems.
You failed to complete
your ophthalmic training, Mr. Jankovic.
You're not a qualified optician.
Not true.
And I didn't hear any complaints from you.
You set up your business with your wife's money, didn't you?
She's my business partner.
Was your business partner aware of what you were up to
on that Saturday morning?
Not very good for business, is it?
The relevance of this is...
The sense of power that must have given you
to make people stand in a line and then walk down the line,
making them shake hands with you.
Smiling, being charming.
Deciding who would die
and who might live for just a little bit longer.
Very difficult to go back to your boring little life
as an optician in North London after that.
I object to your attempts to humiliate my client.
Oh, no, this goes to the very heart of who Mr. Jankovic is.
The war gave him a chance to be everything
that he is truly capable of being.
All the normal rules and social constraints were gone.
So that must have been
a terrible shock for you that morning
to see that youngest sister walking towards you.
I mean, you'd given orders that she should be killed.
But then maybe... maybe a sense of excitement.
The chance to experience that power again.
I'm an approved police interpreter,
helping both my community and the police,
and this is how I am treated.
I understand I am a foreigner...
and I have to live with all the suspicion and prejudice
that goes with that.
But I will take my complaints to the highest police authority.
The very highest.
And I will pursue every officer who has been involved
in this unfounded attack on myself and my family.
Hall.
Yeah.
No, you did absolutely the right thing.
Yeah.
Jesus Christ!
Do you trust your husband, Mrs. Lukic?
Implicitly.
Then would you mind telling me what he was doing
on the morning of Saturday the 20th of May?
He was at work.
Do you know a woman called Sarah Ford?
Well, she was with your husband on that Saturday morning.
The Boston Hotel. Hyde Park.
Between 9:30 and 11:45 in the morning.
I mean, do you really trust him to tell you the truth?
Oh...
Come on, you're holding on to something
that you know is slipping away.
He's lied to you again and again and again.
You're innocent.
Just tell us the truth.
What time did your husband really come home?
What was he wearing? What happened to his clothes?
Did he shower? How did he destroy them?
You know the answers to these questions.
And, you know, right now your husband is in another room
answering the same questions.
And if he tells us the truth before you do,
then you are going to prison for a very long time.
Chief Superintendent Lawrence Hall
has entered the room.
What?
He's handed me a note.
I am terminating this interview.
The time is 14:46. Thank you, Mrs. Lukic.
Look, if I went into court armed only with that confession,
which I know to be partly untrue, I'd risk everything.
I have to establish the truth.
You weren't gathering evidence against Zigic.
You were going after Lukic.
It's as if the meeting we had never took place.
I thought it never did take place.
Look, I was very careful not to use any information
that I learnt at that meeting.
Why, Jane?
Because those two sisters came to this country
believing it to be safe.
They thought it was a country
where decisions about who went free and who did not
were decided in open court, not behind closed doors.
And what about the bigger fish that Lukic can help us bring in?
Well, maybe turning a blind eye to torture and murder
will bring about bigger and better arrests.
I don't know. I don't have any control over that.
All I can do is deal with what's in front of me.
Did it ever cross your mind you might actually be wrong?
Yes.
You're off this investigation. Take a week's leave.
God knows what the consequences of this are gonna be.
Come in.
Superintendent Tennison is stepping down
from the investigation.
She's taking a week's leave for personal reasons.
I want you to take over.
Yes, sir. Um...
I'm actually pretty full on
with the river stabbing at the moment, sir.
Sir.
Superintendent Tennison will not communicate with you
regarding this investigation.
Is that understood?
Yes, sir.
And I want Zigic's CPS files for both murders
submitted to me A.S.A.P.
And what about the other suspect, sir?
There are none.
Thank you.
Madam. Sir.
So, what's he trading with? Information?
I didn't tell you he was trading with anything.
Well, if you can't touch him and you're not allowed to tell me
why you can't touch him, he must be.
There's no other reason.
I mean, if I could have just shown them
that he'd murdered on British soil,
they would have dropped him.
- What? - I think you're being naive.
They might not have wanted to look,
but if I'd have shoved it down their throats,
they'd have had no choice.
I cocked it up, Robert.
Twice.
Once in the interview room and again with the squad.
I didn't bring them with me.
I mean, the way Hall walked in, he was tipped off.
Do you know by who?
Can't be certain.
How certain are you about Jankovic?
Well, put it this way...
If I was on a jury presented with the evidence
that I've got on him, I'd let him walk free.
But he's guilty.
It's Samira and Jasmina's funeral tomorrow.
I can't be there.
Women aren't allowed.
Would you go for me?
Of course.
Tell Jasmina I'm sorry.
Hi. My name is Robert West.
I'm a friend of Inspector Tennison.
She asked me to represent her here today.
She sends her condolences.
I think we should take his fucking eyes out first.
You fucked it up for me.
Kasim asked questions...
intelligent, direct, honest questions.
I wasn't gonna lie to him.
I only told him what I'd found out.
Nothing came from you.
And I didn't put him up to it. He came to his own conclusion.
He couldn't find justice in this country.
And letting Zigic take the drop on his own
and protecting Jankovic
was an insult to the two women he murdered.
How is this gonna help them?
I met a few Jankovics in Bosnia.
But I met a lot more Kasims.
Broken, stuck, no redress.
The only way he was ever going to have any kind of peace,
to have a life with some way forward,
was to feel that justice had been done.
And what Kasim and his friends are doing to Jankovic right now,
you call that justice?
Yes.
Kasim doesn't have murder in him.
And what about the other men?
What you've set into motion goes against everything I believe in,
everything I stand for.
I know.
Taff, I need a favor.
Yeah, we're here now. Who's the... Who am I meeting?
How's it going?
What with?
With this case... the river disco stabbing.
We've got a few leads. I'm setting up a reconstruction.
Am I being set up here?
Taffy told me where I could find you,
but he doesn't know why I'm here.
Listen, what's happening with Jankovic?
We're looking for him.
We know Kasim was involved.
We've got some tenuous info.
There's a slim chance Kasim might try
and ship him back to Bosnia for some sort of trial.
We've got his cigarette route through Dover covered.
Source thinks it'll happen in the next 24 hours.
If we get confirmation, we'll move on it.
For what it's worth, I think you were doing the right thing
going after Jankovic.
Well, someone in the squad doesn't.
They won't know we've met.
So how's his wife taking it?
Not good. Not good at all.
I made a mistake.
You know, I thought I could crack her,
but it was never gonna happen.
She was the weak link,
so Jankovic made her safe somehow.
And I think I know how.
But of course I can't officially tell you.
I want another crack at her.
Simon, I need your help.
Thank you, ma'am.
If I could be alone with her?
- Yeah. - Thanks.
Mrs. Lukic.
I've... I've come to apologize to you
for the ordeal that I put you through.
I have nothing to say to you.
I've come to assure you
that everything possible is being done to find your husband.
He was taken because of your accusations.
Are you satisfied?
Oh, God, no. Of course I'm not satisfied.
Your husband's entitled to a fair trial
just like anyone else.
You're still accusing him.
He is still wanted for questioning
concerning two murders, yes.
Would you please leave my house?
You're not sorry about anything.
Oh, believe me, I am.
Actually, I've seen a lot of cases like yours.
You're not alone.
You're in a state of shock
from discovering the truth about your husband.
And at first you just cling on to this idea
of who you thought he was, who you wanted him to be.
You have no idea about my husband.
No idea at all.
You know, I came here on my own today on purpose
so we could speak off the record.
Anything you say to me, I can't use.
You can deny that it was ever said.
Please, Mrs. Lukic. Please, please.
Just give me two minutes. Please.
Well, we are trained not to become personally involved,
but I do.
I just feel this overriding sense of responsibility
to protect your two children from your husband.
You sanctimonious, meddling bitch.
You know nothing about my husband.
Nothing at all.
I think I do, and I do understand something
of the shame you must feel.
Shame? Shame?!
Stupid, stupid woman!
I am proud of my husband.
He's a man of principle.
He's risked his life to bring war criminals to justice.
Have you any idea of the moral conviction it takes
to go against your own people...
friends, men who trust you...
to secure what you believe is right?
Oh, my God.
Oh, I'm s... I didn't know.
My husband works for the British government.
He is protected by the British government.
Now get out of my fucking house!
How's it looking?
Good. Nice and low-key.
They wouldn't know an operation was going on
till they're well down the line.
Latest intelligence is it's still likely to be a white van,
but keep your eye out for anything.
Duscan, I'm not here to make you say anything.
Your commander, Dragan Jankovic, won't be prosecuted.
Even if you tell the truth about him,
it won't make any difference.
But I-l just wanted you to know who you were protecting.
Very good. Okay.
Please get back.
Excuse me, love.
Could you come and check this van for me again, please?
Back off. Step away from the van, please.
Listen, in this car...
Step away from the van, please, sir.
No, no. Get away!
There are shrouds in there... burial shrouds!
Transit van pulling away from Lane 55!
Back in the cars!
Get in the cars, chaps. The white van!
The white transit van! All units now!
- In the cars. Quick, Taff. - All right, then.
- Sorry about that, boy.
Come on, let's go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Come on, come on, come on!
In the van. Quick.
Nothing.
- Fuck. - Bollocks.
You got a crowbar or something there, Taff?
Yeah.
- Hello, mate. - You got him?
Very good.
Thank you.
Have you any idea of the moral conviction it takes
to go against your own people...
friends, men who trust you...
to secure what you believe is right?
My husband works for the British government.
He is protected by the British government.
He tipped us off about where to find you.
He knew that we'd come after you armed with guns.
He was hoping that we'd kill you.
And now he's hoping that you'll stay loyal to him.
Because loyalty is something you understand.
Don't you, Duscan Zigic?
But not him.
And that's the difference between you.
I'm going to destroy that tape.
I was never here. I never played it to you.
In my language...
it's called a viadukt...
a train that runs in the sky.
Hello, gov. You back?
Yeah.
Okay, you keep the copies, and I'll take the original, okay?
Thank you.
Well done, Lorna,
for following through with this Lukic dental I.D.
What does she want those for?
Don't know.
Here.
We met him off the plane.
He was happy to see us. Grateful.
We were giving him lift to London.
He was on his way to his new job, a new life.
Jankovic told me he was a traitor.
And of course...
I believed him.
I'll need to tell them first.
Tennison isn't just going ahead?
Jesus Christ!
When will I know where you are? Have to tell them something.
You'll know when you get told. You do nothing, you say nothing.
Children don't work like that.
They won't accept you've just disappeared.
Mrs. Lukic, as soon as your husband is settled,
you'll have an opportunity to join him.
But for now you won't even tell me which country.
That's them.
Hello again.
Oh, God.
Why don't you just take care of these people?
Dragan Jankovic, I am arresting you for the murder
of the real Milan Lukic.
The murder occurred eight years ago.
There was a witness to the murder.
The body was exhumed this morning
and is now being formally identified using dental records.
You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense if you don't mention...
Put that knife down, sir, please.
- No! Milan, no! - Let her go. Let her go.
Come on, sir. Put her down, please, sir.
- Put the knife down, please. - Put her down, sir.
Put her down.
Hold it, lads. Hold it.
Put her down, please, sir. Put her down.
Put the knife down. Put it down.
Come on. Look around.
Put the knife down, please, sir.
You don't have to say anything.
However, it may harm your defense
if you don't mention when questioned
something you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
And you, madam... Who might you be?
Don't ask.
Why couldn't you leave us alone?