02x02 - A Sleeping Tiger Part 2

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What the hell were you thinking, Darren?

Well, I got a tip-off last night,

so I followed procedure,
and I made an arrest.

You should have run it by me first.

I tried, but your phone
was switched off.

I was tied up in court.

We suspected she was hiding evidence.

I couldn't risk losing it,
so I used my initiative.

Where's the DCI?

Manchester at a conference.
He's coming in now.

If we can tie Liam
Manley to the robbery,

this could be the breakthrough
that we need, boss.

Let's interview Tasha Walker
under caution

and then get those clothes
tested by forensics.

Yeah. Do you need me on it?
It's my arrest.

No. I think we got this covered now.

Liam Manley's clothes.

Do you want to tell us why
they were in your bedroom?

He asked me to look
after them last night.

Tasha, you kept them
for close to 24 hours.

That was evidence that
could tie him to a robbery.

Well, I couldn't hand them over

without blowing my cover.

I didn't plan on getting arrested.

Let me guess... Donna Burnside.

She must have seen us
together in the pub.

So why did Liam come to you?

You asked me to get close to him.

Yeah, but that was after
you give him a false alibi.

Yeah, but I needed to get him on side.

Our forensics team,
they've just got back to us.

The paint flecks that were
on Ryan Stanford's trousers,

they're not a match for Callum's van.

All right. Well,
that rules him out of Ryan's m*rder.

And puts Liam Manley
right back in the frame.

No. Liam isn't a k*ller.

He's dangerous and unpredictable,

which is why I'm
taking you off the case.

I'm not done yet.

That isn't your decision to make.

I think we should all just
take a deep breath, right?

I know Liam's hiding the stolen gear.

Did he say where?

Not yet.

I just need some more time.

A word.

We're gonna have to
bring Liam Manley in.

Absolutely.

Absolutely, but if we bring him in now,

then we blow our chance
of nailing Penrose

and all the other heavy
hitters further up the chain.

I read up on Tasha's pre-assessment.

There were concerns expressed

about her mental health,

family issues, the rift with her dad.

There was nothing in that file

that was a deal breaker.

You knew?

Of course I knew. I was her handler,

made it me business to know.

Maybe your own history

is clouding your judgment here.

What do you mean by that?

She's young. She's green.

She's the same age as Ella.

I think we should leave
my daughter out of this.

I think you're too
close to this, Ridley.

And I think you've got a chance

of nailing Sansom and Penrose,

and you will only get one.

Oh, so how do we know we can trust her?

Right now, Carol,

you don't have much choice.

Let's keep this simple.

You have agreed to be
questioned without a solicitor.

Everything you say
will be on the record.

However, your cover will remain intact.

No one else in the investigative team

will have any idea that you're part

of this covert operation, OK?

Liam's gonna ask questions.

So we arrested you on a tip-off.

You refused to cooperate
with the police.

The whereabouts of those clothes

are as yet unknown,
so we are releasing you

as a person under investigation.

I still need to square
this with the team.

Yeah. Unless forensics come
back with a positive test,

there is nothing that ties
Tasha to any of this.

Don't make me regret this, Ridley.

Well?

Liam Manley.

Is there something
you're not telling me?

You really think I'd be that stupid?

Well, I seriously hope not

because if you've instigated
a sexual relationship

with a suspect under investigation,

that will negate any chance we have

of an impartial trial,
never mind a conviction.

Thought you said you had my back.

You lied to me, Tasha!

Right now, I don't even
know which side you're on!

You wanted to know why I left.

My dad used to knock my mum about,
treat her like dirt.

My 18th birthday,

we threw a party at the pub.

Dad had been drinking,
really knocking it back,

started on my mum because
the cake was all wrong.

I got between them, and that's when

he raised his hand to me.

Mum was too scared to stop him.

I packed a bag, and I walked that night.

I knew that I had to
take care of myself!

I signed up for training
a few weeks later,

and it was the best
decision I ever made.

We've got a name of
a possible middleman.

His name is Terry Sansom.

Now, if Liam is sitting on a big pile

of stolen jewelry, we will need to know

where the drop is going to be.

This... is a tracking device.

The first chance you get,

you stick it on Liam's car,

under the wheel arch,
by the number plates,

so long as it's hidden.

Don't let me down, Tasha.

You contact me first
thing in the morning.

On you go.

I'll call.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What's all this?

What's it look like?

I'd have taken you out for dinner.

Well, I wanted you all to myself.

I thought we could talk,

just the two of us.

Mm. Did Ridley put you up to this?

He's... he's just looking out for me.

No. He just can't bear the thought

that you might be moving on without him.

Well,

you know, maybe things are
moving a bit fast...

and he is right about one thing.

I barely know you, Harry.

Well, we can work on that.

- I'm an open book.
- Hmm.

You know, I've been meaning
to give you this for a while.

Now seems like the perfect moment.

It's, um...

Um, I can't accept this.

No strings, no expectations,

just a token of my affection for, um,

making me a better man.

Thought my wife had
answered all your questions.

Yeah. Well, it was you
I wanted to speak to.

Well, if this is about that lad...

Ryan Stanford. Yes.

Your wife confirmed that he did

some work about the place.

Katharine dealt with all of that.

Ever crossed paths with
a fellow called Terry Sansom?

I think I met him at the races once,

works in haulage...

Amongst other things, yeah.

not really our sort.

Yeah? Well, see, we think Terry Sansom

is behind this spate
of jewelry robberies,

that his business is a front

for moving stolen goods.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, he's gonna be working

with a group of unnamed associates.

Am I under investigation here?

Oh. What's all this?

Detective Ridley had
some follow-up questions.

Actually, it's... ha!

it's not detective anymore.
I'm just a consultant.

What is it you needed to know?

It's just that we have a witness

who's testified that Ryan Stanford

couriered large sums
of money to this stud.

Which implicates you
in criminal activity.

Well, whoever told you that was lying,

so unless you've any evidence
to back up these claims...

Yeah. Well, you know,

we're working on that one.

I'll see meself out.

Ohh...

That phone call from, uh, Ryan,

did you mention it to Simon?

Are you hiding something?

No. It's, the grooms like to gossip,

whatever Janey might have told you.

Did you have an affair
with Ryan Stanford?

What, you really think
I'd throw all this away

for that ...-stirring, little toerag?

Are you covering for your husband?

Because if you are,
it might come back to bite you.

Why on earth would I cover for him?

Oh, I don't know.
Big house, fancy car, school fees,

all paid for by dirty money.

I mean, that might weigh heavily

on anybody with a conscience.

You keep away from my family.

Tash.

They let you out, then?

Haven't got anything on me.

What about those clothes?

I told you, I'll get rid of them.

Look. They gave me
a name... Terry Sansom,

wanted to know if you'd
ever mentioned him.

Now, why would they ask you that?

You tell me.

I'm just looking after
some stuff for him, all right?

Couple more days, I'll be rid of it.

And Ryan?

What about him?

He was m*rder*d, Liam,

right after he got himself bailed.

One word to the police that you

were involved in those robberies...

What, do you think I had
something to do with it?

I don't know.

Ryan was my best mate.

You're never gonna change,
are you, Liam?

Maybe if you hadn't up and left,



We're supposed to be together, Tash.

Liam...

Now why you come back?

No Harry tonight?

He was in earlier. You just missed him.

Oh.

Oh, I see he came bearing gifts.

All right, suppose you're
gonna tell me it might be stolen.

No. We ruled him out of our inquiries.

Harry had nothing to do with it, did he?

You never had anything on him.

I was just looking out for you, Annie.

That's all, you know.

Yeah. Well, I did some
investigating myself this evening...

twice married, one bankruptcy,

grown-up son he hardly ever sees,

all of it laid out, nothing to hide.

Harry might come with a bit of baggage,

but, you know, don't we all at our age?

Yeah. Well, look.
If I pushed too hard, I'm sorry.

He makes me happy.

It's been a while since anyone did that.

Well, you know, if you're happy,

I'm happy.

Great, because

Harry Bentham isn't going anywhere.

♪ Look into my eyes ♪

♪ And stay for a while ♪

♪ We can close our eyes, love ♪

♪ And let the dreams come softly ♪

♪ Can you hear the rain, love ♪

♪ Fall on your window? ♪

♪ Can you hear the rain, love ♪

♪ Gently fall? ♪

♪ Here comes another tear ♪

♪ For the silence in me ♪

♪ And as its darkness clears ♪

♪ I wake you gently singing... ♪

Couldn't you sleep?

Oh, I'm just thirsty.

♪ Rain, love ♪

♪ Fall on your window? ♪

♪ Window ♪

♪ Can you hear the rain, love ♪

♪ Rain, love ♪

♪ Gently fall? ♪

♪ Can you hear the rain, love ♪

♪ Rain, love ♪

♪ Fall on your window? ♪

♪ Window ♪

♪ Can you hear the rain, love? ♪

♪ Rain, love ♪

♪ Gently fall ♪

♪ Oh, it seems ♪

♪ So far away ♪

♪ Oh, it seems ♪

♪ So far away ♪

♪ Oh, it seems ♪

♪ So far away ♪

♪ Oh, yes, it seems ♪

♪ Mm-hmm ♪

♪ So far away ♪

Ahh...

_

Off out?

There's somewhere I need to be.

Bumped into Liam on
the stairs this morning.

Look, I haven't got time for this, Mum.

I know you're not being
straight with me, Tasha.

I'm worried about you.

Look. I'll be back to help you open up.

Come on, Tasha. Pick up. Pick up.

You left early.

Yeah, something I
needed to take care of.

What's that?

Don't just stand there. Get in.

We drop this off, take our cut,
we're home and dry.

"We"?

Yeah. You're part of this now, Tash.

We're in this together.

They're making the drop
this afternoon...

Harts Moor Industrial Estate.

Tasha messaged me.

She give you anything else?

No. She's not picking up her phone.

Well, maybe she's with Liam.

No. I made her promise to call me.

Something's not right.

OK. I'll give Goodwin the heads up.

Meet me back at the station, yeah?

Ridley?

What can I get you, love?

Mrs. Walker?

That's right.

Alex Ridley.

I'm assisting the police on
the Ryan Stanford m*rder case.

You lot never give up, do you?

Yeah. Is... is Tasha about?

Only it's important I speak to her.

She went out.

Any idea where she went?

What makes you think I'd tell you?

Look, Mrs. Walker.
I'm really just looking out for her,

promise you.

She left with Liam, Liam Manley.

He stayed over last night.

Stayed over?

I'm sure you don't need
me to spell it out.

What, Tasha and Liam
are in a relationship?

Childhood sweethearts.

Broke his heart when she left.

Right. Well, if you hear from her,

you tell her to contact
me, Alex Ridley, right?

- You went to the pub?
- Well, I hadn't heard from her.

Did you know she and Liam had history?

Well,
I suspected it when we brought her in.

I asked her, but she denied it.

Should have pulled
her out there and then.

It was my call.

No, Carol, thanks,
but Tasha was my source.

I asked for more time.

Yeah, and in doing so, you could
have compromised the whole operation.

Yeah, but she's given
us where the drop is.

Surely that means she's still on side.

We can't even be sure
if her intel can be trusted.

So what are we gonna do,

sit in our hands?

We need surveillance.
We need arrest warrants.

Liam still has no idea we're onto him.

OK, small team,
armed response standing by.

Ridley, you can't be on this.

Ah.

If Liam finds out she's
a copper, she's dead.

I'll keep you updated.

Darren, with me.

Tasha Walker's arrest,

I shouldn't have called you out.
I'm sorry.

I know there's something
you're not telling me.

We've got an informant in Framley.

They've been giving us intel
as part of this investigation,

and her arrest could
have compromised that.

Is that all I get?

It'll all come out in the wash, Darren.

Good to know you trust me.

Did Ridley ask you to
look into Harry Bentham?

I did a bit of digging, that's all.

Right. Well, from now on,
any extracurricular

lines of inquiry get
run past me first, OK?

I've got eyes
on Terry Sansom's vehicle. Over.

So where is Liam Manley?

I've been thinking
about a change of plan.

There's enough there to
buy us a fresh start,

just the two of us,

somewhere away from Framley.

Somewhere no one can find us.

_

But you can still get rid
of the jewelry, right?

Just dump it.

Police'll have nothing on you.

I got business to settle
with Terry Sansom.

You know, t's time he
showed me some respect.

You go after Sansom, this
is never gonna end well.

It won't end well for him, yeah.

We just... we just turn the car around,

keep on driving like you said.

It's a bit late for that.

I found this in your bedroom drawer.

You coppers will call it
incriminating evidence.

Still no sign of Liam.

Looks like Tasha played us, Ridley.

Was any of it ever real?

Of course it was.

You used me, betrayed me.

All that time, you
were working for them.

No, no. They used us both, Liam.

They saw a couple of wide-eyed kids

on the make, and they played us.

Shut up, don't want to hear
any more of your lies!

Sir.

We're in.

We've got a fix on
Liam Manley's vehicle.

She must have turned on
the tracking device.

Car isn't moving.

That's not good.

They're a few streets
away from the drop point.

Just put the g*n away, Liam.

You think I can just let this go?

I know you don't want to hurt me.

I would've done anything for you.

You know that.

If I could just go back
and make this right,

yeah, the way things
were before I left...

Get out! Get out!

OK.

No, Liam.

Turn around. Start walking.

Liam...

Turn around. Now!

Liam's vehicle's on the move.

They're approaching the drop point.

Roger that. We're still in position.

Where the hell is Ridley?

Tasha.

He's going after Sansom. He's got a g*n.

ALEX, ON PHONE: Yeah.
I've got Tasha Walker with me.

She's safe.
The suspect is alone and armed.

I need ARU in position now.

I like to keep things clean...

uncomplicated.

We're done here.

You think I'm gonna let you walk away...

after what you did to Ryan?

Police! Don't! Put it down! Put it down!

Get down! Put your arms down!

You stupid...

Arms down to your side!

Put your hands down!

- Coming on!
- OK. We're clear!

Liam Manley, Terry Sansom,
I'm arresting you on suspicion

for conspiracy to commit
burglaries at jewelry shops

and also in your case, Liam,

possessing a firearm
with intent to endanger life.

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense

if you do not mention when questioned

something that you later
rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Understood?

You've been arrested
on suspicion for conspiracy

to commit robberies,
handling stolen goods.

My client has ascertained
his right to silence.

He won't be responding
to any of the charges.

You've been further implicated

in the m*rder of Ryan Stanford.

As he has previously attested,

there are numerous
witnesses that can vouch

for my client's whereabouts at
the time that m*rder took place.

We have a statement from Callum Douglas.

He claims that you knew
that Ryan Stanford

was becoming a problem.

My client won't be ans...

Liam Manley pulled a g*n on me.

You want to find out who k*lled Ryan,

maybe you should try talking to him.

Oh, come on.

The moment that Ryan was arrested,

you knew he was gonna
expose your whole operation.

That business arrangement
with Simon Penrose...

Simon Penrose,

he couldn't run a bath.

Think I'd do business
with that chinless wonder?

You'll be the subject of a
proceeds of crime investigation,

and any said proceeds of crime
will be confiscated.

You might want to make sure
that he pays you in cash.

Yes. Come on, you.

Should we go to bed? Yeah?

Shh shh shh shh.

There we go.

There you go. OK. Go to sleep.

Shh shh. OK, OK, OK.

How was football practice?

Yeah, yeah. Good.

You forgot your shin pads this morning,

and they didn't look
the footballing type.

You're keeping tabs on me now?

Keep your voice down.
You'll wake Meadow.

I was out with some mates.

I don't like it when
you lie to me, Jack.

You're better than that.

Just don't tell Mum.
She'll give me grief.

Oh, and I'm the soft touch now?

OK, little fish.

Ah. Wendy just messaged,
said it's important.

Right. Well, do you
mind if I talk to Liam?

As long as it doesn't
prejudice the case.

You're really up against it,
aren't you, son?

Conspiracy to commit robberies,

possession of an ill*gal firearm,

possession of a firearm with intent

to endanger human life, come on.

Sansom deserved it after
what he did to Ryan.

Yeah. What did Sansom pay you,



while him and his mates walk off
with the big dough?

I was running those robberies, yeah, me.

Yeah. Well, you can sit there

and take credit for all that,

might get you some
bragging rights in prison,

or you can tell me about
the operation and...

You really think I'm
gonna tell you anything?

You can tell me about the operation

and give yourself a
fighting chance in court.

After everything that she did?

I know she saw something in you, son.

She fell in love with you.

Oh, come on.

No. No.

Why else would you have let her go?

She was... she was messed up, all right?

She was messed up in the head,

and you played her, all right?

You turned her against me.
That's what you do.

No, no, no. I didn't.

Yeah, yeah, you and your mates.

You did all of that yourself.
If you want to make this right,

you tell me who k*lled Ryan.

I don't know. I don't know.

Then give me something on Terry Sansom

because right now, we've got nothing,

nothing that ties him to this.

Me and Callum did some
work on Sansom's house,

and he found out we were Framley lads,

but Callum had previous, and

he just asked us if we wanted to make
some proper money.

So you decided to pull those robberies?

He said no one would ever get hurt.

Yeah, but how did Ryan
fit into all this?

Well, we needed someone
else we could trust.

Should have known he didn't
have the head for it.

Why? What do you mean by that?

Well, a few months ago,
something changed in him.

New dad.

He always wanted his
kid to look up to him.

I knew that he'd been brought
up by his grandparents, yeah.

It was either that or foster care.

Did he ever mention his mum?

Frank always told him
his mum never wanted him.

Ryan ever tell you her name?

Cat Stanford.

Social Services sent over the file,


she was pregnant with Ryan.

Heroin addiction, would
have endangered the baby.

Absent father.

Mm. Dad took off before he was born.

Anything else of interest?

Grandparents were granted
a special guardianship order.

They took her baby away from her.

You've squared it with
the boss this time, right?

This is really good work, Darren.

Thanks very much. Thank you.

Frank.

You heard about the break-in?

No, Frank. I'm here to talk about Ryan

and that care order that you applied for

to take him away from his mother.

She was never a mother to Ryan.

She didn't have it in her.

Yeah. Well, she was

a heroin addict, wasn't she?

That would undermine anybody's
good intentions, I suppose.

She would have gave
him up for her next fix.

She was cold, ruthless.

She didn't have a shred
of warmth in her.

When was the last time
you saw your daughter?

I haven't seen her for years.

Any idea where she might be?

The last I heard, she
turned her life around,

set herself up with some money.

She's running some equestrian center

somewhere now out in the sticks.

Thanks, Frank.

Finally got a breakthrough

with those traces of paint...

Signal White, an amalgam of white

and metallic silver.

Any joy on the model of the vehicle?

We ran an ANPR search...

any vehicles that fitted,
vicinity of the courtroom,

couple of potential matches.

One was a silver white SUV.

Great work. Thanks, Wendy.

We've got the car
that ran down Ryan Stanford.

It's registered
to Simon Penrose's address.

Simon Penrose didn't k*ll Ryan,

but I think I know who did.

Meet me at the stud.
I'm heading up there now.

OK.

Put into care by the local authority

when he was 3 years old.

His mother was a heroin addict.

Had him when she was 18.

Frank and his wife took the boy in.

And his mother?

Hiding in plain sight.

Ah, Mrs. Penrose, is she about?

Went up to the top paddock.

Said she wasn't to be disturbed.

Right.

Terry Sansom has been arrested

in connection with those robberies.

We'll be formally
charging him this afternoon.

You're both from Framley.

Is that how you knew each other?

I knew a lot of people in Framley,

plenty I'd rather forget.

You must have been very
happy when you called that lawyer,

brought his whole
operation crashing down.

Well, Ryan would have talked.
He knew too much.

How long have you been clean... Cat?

It's Katharine now.

Only my dad ever called me that.

I'm guessing Simon has no idea

about the woman you used to be.

Well, he's always been a waste of space.

He practically ran
this place into the ground.

Yeah, so Terry Sansom
threw you a lifeline, didn't he?

Respectable front to
a criminal enterprise.

All I had to do was clean his money.

And then Ryan shows up at the stud.

He recognized me from one
of Frank's photographs.

Said I had his eyes.

The mother who abandoned him.

I never wanted a child
in the first place.

That baby ruined my life.

That was a dark little
secret, wasn't it?

Haven't set eyes on him
in over 20-odd years.

He was still your son.

He was nothing to me,
and I told him as much.

Right, so that made him angry, confused.

He wasn't gonna go quietly, was he?

Said I owed him.

He threatened to tell Simon everything.

So you get him released on bail.

That robbery provided the perfect cover.

Ryan!

Somebody needed to stop him.

He called his mother as a last resort.

You promised to make things right.

He was out to destroy me,
to take all this away.

I couldn't let that happen.

So, what, you just run him down,
and then left him for dead?

He deserved it.

He deserved it.

Wow.

Well, it's all gonna come
out now, isn't it, Cat...

what you did, who you really are,

and in the end, it's all for nothing.

All for nothing.

I think you should know,

we recovered most of the stolen jewelry.

Great. That's good to hear.

Yeah, and we've also
tallied up the value

of the goods that we've recovered,

and it appears that some
of the larger pieces

must still be missing from
the signature collection,

so if you even think about
making that insurance claim,

you're gonna be looking
at fraud charges.

Hmm, and there was me thinking

we'd come to some sort of understanding.

Ah.

I'm glad to see you
finally called a truce.

Ah, life's too short to hold grudges,

eh, Ridley?

They're gonna charge Katharine Penrose

with Ryan's m*rder.

And Liam?

Out of my hands, I'm afraid.

Thought I could save him.

I'm gonna have to file a report.

You breached the protocols
of an undercover officer.

You're gonna be removed from your unit

and returned to normal duties.

Could hardly stay in Framley,

not after this.

Yeah. What about your mum?

Oh, she'll manage. She always does.

Who's Ella?

Ella was my daughter.
She's dead, I'm afraid.

I'm sorry.

Yeah. You remind me of
her sometimes, you know...

willful, impetuous, law unto yourself.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I'm not cut out for this.

No. You're a good cop, Tasha.

You got the job done.

Then I guess we can call it quits.

You take care of yourself, Ridley.

Tasha? Are you there?

Cross-connect service

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The train arriving at Platform 1

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Please step out
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as the train approaches.

I nearly jeopardized a case recently,

put a colleague in danger,

young female officer.

I went beyond the point of giving her

the benefit of the doubt.

I... I really didn't
behave professionally.

I think... I was projecting.

Ella?

You identified it. That's good.

You'll never get over
the loss of your daughter,

nor should you ever want to.

When you're dealing
with a traumatic memory,

you need to approach it carefully,

quietly, like tiptoeing
up to a sleeping tiger.