Prime Suspect 1973

Evening, Detective. What brings you here?

Tread carefully, Bentley.

There's a matching necklace, it was part of a set.

I'm sorry we haven't found that yet.

I don't want you to leave. It's the last thing that I want.

What if TOD isn't a name, but initials?

The receptionist from the hospital, could it be Teresa O'Duncie?

- T-O-D, is that you? - He's a dealer.

- What is his name? - He's my brother, Terry, but everyone calls him Oz.

- Police, nobody move! - What's this about?

The murder of Julie Ann Collins.

Look, I know how this goes -- 125?

Spence! Get off him!

All right! All right!

What you still doing here? Get down to the car!

Are you all right?

Well, you saw it, the bastard went for me. I had to defend myself.

Best if you keep quiet.

Right, in.

Profiles first.

Turn to the right.

Look at the camera, son.

Instead of staring, why don't one of youse get my solicitor?

- We'll call him tomorrow. - Get him out of there.

I know my rights.

Bloody hell, Len.

He looks like he went ten rounds with Henry Cooper.

Spence saw red.

You know how he gets.

I can delay this, but it won't go away.

Just make sure Gibbs gets his story straight.

What's going on?

- What are you playing at? - Police.

There's a policeman outside.

Ssh!

Eagle's Nest, come in.

Eagle's Nest, come in.

Eagle's Nest, come in.

Come in, Eagle's Nest.

Good evening, Officer.

- Everything all right? - Evening, sir.

We had a complaint from a neighbour about the noise.

We're carrying out a refurbishment of the kitchen.

Er... please, let me show you.

I have a permit.

I told the council there would be some out-of-hours work.

So... who made the complaint?

I'm not at liberty to say, sir.

- Are you finished for the night? - Of course.

- Good night. - Good night.

Jane, you got a minute?

Not really, sir. I'm late as it is.

- I... I just wanted to check if... - Excuse me, sir.

- ... if everything's all right? - Yes, sir. Absolutely.

- You're sure? - Positive.

Tennison, a word.

Well done for last night. I hear you stayed calm in a tough situation.

Thanks, Sergeant.

Yeah, but that's no excuse for being late again.

Go on, shift it to Comms.

Is it me, or are WPCs getting younger and more attractive?

Wish I could say the same for solicitors.

I understand you're holding one of my clients here -- Mr O'Duncie.

- Did he call you? - I'll take that as a yes.

Would someone kindly show me to my client?

Thank you, Sergeant Harris.

It's Eddie Phillips.

Divers just fished him out.

The Uniforms found this on the towpath.

And this broken syringe.

We can safely say it wasn't a midnight swim.

Someone's given him a good crack on the head.

He was hit first, then thrown in?

Can't clarify that until after the PM.

Judging by the state of him, he's been here a while.

I'd say 24 hours, at least.

Right, I'll try and find the Professor, let him know he's got another post-mortem to attend to.

Thanks, Paul.

What were you mixed up in, Eddie?

What you doing?

- Look at him. Eyes like pinpricks. - What's going on?

We had a copper turn up, didn't we?

- Because you were high. - I wasn't. I... I wasn't.

Went up to look for you and I found this.

And this.

We flushed the rest of it. Let the rats get high on it.

- You got any more stashed away? Hm? - No.

You've got to sort yourself out.

I'm not going back to prison cos you're too high to do your job.

Who's going back to prison?

- David? - No one, Ma.

- What's that? - Oh, don't worry.

It's sorted.

I think the thing we're gonna have to do is go through them all together.

- Sir, is the Gestapo really necessary? - It's nothing personal, Morgan.

We're all under the microscope today.

O'Duncie might try and put us on the back foot.

Hold on. These notes are fresh from the bank.

They're in the same sequence, look.

That can't be right.

- O'Duncie's a drug dealer. - Call the bank.

Get the serial numbers for the 500 quid George Collins withdrew, cross-reference those.

It's all right, Mrs Phillips.

If you could just nod for us, is this your grandson, Eddie Phillips?

You bastards!

- You've done this to him. - Oi! Oi! Oi!

- Bastards! - Calm down, Mrs Phillips.

Please.

Mrs Phillips...

Mrs Phillips, the last time we saw Eddie was when we took him to the hospital...

.. but he escaped from there.

We need your help to try and find the person who did this to him.

Did Eddie ever mention a Dwayne Clarke or a Terrence O'Duncie to you?

No.

This is her fault, that Julie Ann.

Eddie fell for her, hook, line and sinker.

Look where it got him!

Where were you on the evening of Sunday 13th May?

I was at home all night.

Do you know Julie Ann Collins?

When we searched your squat, we found a large quantity of drugs and £235 in cash.

Was that connected to the deal you were doing with Julie Ann Collins and Eddie Phillips?

We know Eddie was there. We found his fingerprints on your door.

I suggest this Eddie chap broke in, planted the drugs and money and then informed you.

This morning, "this Eddie chap" was pulled from the Regent's Canal.

We believe he was murdered.

Did you know that Eddie spoke to us? And that's why you had to shut him up.

Speculation.

You, Eddie and Julie Ann Collins.

I'd say that proves something...

.. and now they're both dead.

My client would like to discuss the events that occurred during his arrest.

What occurred is Mr O'Duncie attacked my officer.

My client doesn't see it like that and we will be making a formal complaint.

Well, it's his word against ours.

Except we have a witness.

- Miss... - Flowers.

She only has one name.

We're going to need your full name.

Miss Flowers, we are speaking to Terrence O'Duncie in connection with two murders.

You were not there when Mr O'Duncie attacked my officer.

Yes, I was and I'll swear to it and all.

I saw Terrence get punched and head-butted by your mate.

Miss Flowers appears to have seen everything, DI Bradfield.

You wanted to see me?

A10 have requested an interview with you about the alleged assault on O'Duncie, tomorrow morning.

What should I tell them?

Just tell them what happened.

Heard you were downstairs when it all kicked off.

Yes, sarge.

Some bruising on his ribs and hip.

Old.

Best guess, 14 days.

Lateral fracture on the left ankle, recently healed.

He's been in the water at least 24 hours.

Recent injection site in the groin.

Blood analysis will confirm, but we can assume he was under the influence.

What about the head wound?

A blunt-force injury.

Impact site is consistent with a large, blunt object

and from the wound, most likely post-mortem.

- A barge maybe. - But the barge didn't kill him?

We'll know more later.

So, what have we got?

Twenty five in fives,

each matching the serial numbers from the cash withdrawn by George Collins.

One, two...

three fives that match the list -- 15.

Right. And you sent the top and bottom notes from the stack for finger prints? That's 50 quid.

George Collins lent Julie Ann 50 quid to pay back Eddie's debt

and now those same notes end up with O'Duncie.

We're closing in on him. Eddie's debt was with O'Duncie.

All right, Tennison?

Listen, I... I'm sorry about bringing all this to your door.

- Can I buy you a drink? - I need to go home.

- A10 should have better things to do. - Just doing their job.

- What are you going to tell them? - I'm not sure.

Listen... if this complaint gets upheld, I could get suspended.

If you just tell 'em you were downstairs with the girlfriend...

But I wasn't. I came back up for her shoes and I saw the whole thing, I...

I have to go.

Come on. It's a party.

I'm all right. You enjoy yourself.

Oh, OK. Did Mum and Dad make you the "responsible adult'?

Oh, Jesus, Pam, don't make a mess!

I'll clean it up in a minute.

So who are you bringing, then? - Hm?

Do you need your baby sister to set you up on a date?

Oh, no, I'm OK.

There is someone, but he won't be coming to your wedding.

Is he imaginary?

No, he's bloody not. He's just...

So you've really met someone?

- Are you looking forward to getting married? - Don't change the subject.

What's this bloke like, then?

I... I don't know.

- Don't you? - He's tricky.

Jesus Christ, Jane! They're all tricky.

Come on, Pam!

Come on! Let's dance.