Hi. It's Roy.
Listen. I've got myself into a bit of trouble and er...
I need your help.
And it's not my fingers in the till, if that's what you're thinking.
I made a bit of a mess and...
I wouldn't bother you, but...
there's no-one else.
Please. Call me back as soon as you get this.
I need your help.
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Don't half go on a bit, don't they? 20 minutes on the one tune?
Musicians come from all over the country to play in these sessions, you know.
Gimme Take That, flashing lights, a pint of Stella.
Any day.
Kidding.
This is nice.
Ish.
Another?
A whisky. Large.
Stephen. Two Ms,
two Ts, two Es... in committee.
Ben. Millibars, not millilitres to measure air pressure.
James. Carbohydrates contain carbon, hydrogen and oxygen.
Don't forget the oxygen.
And MJ, you're doing your best. That's the main thing.
And remember - two puffs on your inhaler before you go to sleep.
Helen.
Hi. Sir.
Dismissed.
Tight ship, eh, Helen? Of course.
I'll leave you to it.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
I've been thinking, Alan.
About the baby and everything. And I just don't know how I'm going to...
dump her at a nursery every day when she's only six months old.
All new mothers think that.
It's easy to say that, but... now it's almost here, I'm...
worried I might not be, you know...
very good at the whole parenting thing.
Oh, come on, Annie. You'll be a great mother.
What? Nothing.
Alan Banks. You'll learn a lot from him.
Knows how to put a team together and keep it together.
I'm just not sure that I'm a team player.
You're the most accomplished, most rigorous,
most dedicated officer I've ever had under my command.
But you've got to fulfil your potential.
This move is good for you. It's the right move.
And it's right for me. I need you in Major Crimes.
Well... goodnight, then.
Goodnight. Annie? What is it?
Nothing. Have you taken your folic acid?
Shut up! What? Stop being
so... understanding.
What do you want me to do? I don't know. Be judgmental.
Look at me like you look at one of your suspects.
Tell me I have screwed up my career, screwed up my whole life. Tell me you're jealous!
OK, I get it. I'm pregnant. Everything's changed.
We're work colleagues. No more, no less.
We move on. Good for you.
Well, put this in one of your compartments.
I don't want to be your work colleague.
So, after I've had the baby, I won't be back.
All right? Goodnight!
Annie...
Newhope Cottage, Grantleigh.
Should've kept it in your pants, mate.
It's not mine.
It'll be a soft landing. I'll make sure Banks eases you in gently.
Thank you, sir.
Any time.
How did it go?
I start tomorrow.
Annie, come on.
Pick up. Listen.
I'm sorry about...
earlier and...
You know, since you told me you were pregnant,
I have been keeping my distance and...
Call me back, will you?
Just... Keep that, mate. Thanks.
Oh... shit!
"You have one new message."
"Message received today at 20:34."
Hi. It's Roy.
Listen. I've got myself into a bit of trouble and er...
I need your help. Fingers in the till again.
And it's not my fingers in the till, if that's what you're thinking.
I'm in a bit of a mess and...
I wouldn't bother you, but...
there's no-one else.
Please.
Call me back soon as you get this.
I need your help, Alan.
"Hi. You're through to Roy. I can't come to the phone,
but if you'd like to leave a message, I'll call you back."
"Hi. You're through to Roy. I can't come to the phone, but if you'd..."
Where's the boss?
He'll be here in a bit.
Uh-oh.
Who's that? Dunno.
- Morning, everyone. - Sir.
Where's Banks?
Er, I haven't been able to locate him, sir. What?
He left a message. He's got a bit of personal business to attend to.
Well, tell him to forget that and get back.
I've tried. But he's not answering his mobile or landline.
This is DI Helen Morton.
She's covering your maternity leave, Annie.
Helen? Senior rank. You're in charge.
You're kidding. Well, you can't do it. You're off on maternity leave next week.
So get back to the office and get a murder room set up.
And find Banks.
So, when are you due? Six weeks.
Drug-free. It's best. Honestly.
DS Jackman, DC Blackstone. Could you walk me through it, please?
How does she know our names?
Alan. Where are you? She was found at 7:15 this morning by a couple of walkers.
Car's registered under a Jennifer Lewis.
Driver's license photo confirms it's her.
Lives out near Harrogate.
DI Helen Morton. Morning.
Right. Well, body temperature and progress of rigor,
I'm putting the time of death at...
between 9PM and 11PM.
Cause? Cause.
Hm.
Small calibre.
.22, maybe.
I'll need that bullet out of her as soon as possible.
Why is the window open?
Good question.
No bullet hole. She opened it herself.
OK, you can get started.
DC Blackstone, crime scene manager.
DS Jackman, you're co-ordinating all investigative actions.
You'd better call this in as a Cat-1.
Sir?
Just found that in the glove compartment. Thanks, Tony.
Annie?
Found in the car.
Newhope Cottage, Beckside Lane. That's Banks' address.
All right. Leave it with me, Ken. Thanks.
Leave it with me. All right?
Alan, where are you? Look.
Call me back as soon as you get this message. It's urgent.
His car's gone.
No sign of anything untoward.
Apart from his mobile phone.
It's been trashed.
OK. Thanks, Ken.
Right. We've got a senior police officer missing.
The same officer's address is found on a murder victim.
We need to be concerned about DCI Banks's welfare.
It seems you were the last person to see him, DS Cabbot.
Didn't your partner mind you spending the whole evening in the pub with DCI Banks?
Oh, I don't have a partner. This is a solo mission. OK?
I'm just trying to establish the exact nature of your relationship with DCI Banks.
What has that got to do with anything?
Evidence schedule.
This was found in the victim's car...
by DC Tony Hamilton this morning.
Signed over to DC Blackstone at 09:24.
DC Blackstone passed it directly to you.
But you didn't log it into exhibits until 10:35.
A delay of one hour and 11 minutes.
You wouldn't have been calling DCI Banks to alert him to his connection to this inquiry, would you?
You asked me to find DCI Banks, sir.
I was trying to do that. It's vital evidence, Annie.
DI Morton, as SIO, should've been made aware of it immediately.
And I thought I should contact DCI Banks first. He is my line manager.
He ceased to be your line manager and became a key witness at 09:24 this morning,
when this was found in the victim's car.
You should know that, DS Cabbot.
And you should know that Alan...
DCI Banks runs an excellent unit here with an excellent clear-up rate.
You might want to think twice before you start undermining him.
I think it might be best if your maternity leave starts now, Annie.
What? Maternity leave starts... now.
I'll clear out my desk.
She's loyal to Banks. They all are.
Two things you need to do, Helen.
Find Jennifer Lewis's killer...
and inspire the kind of loyalty Banks inspires.
Can I help you, mate?
I'm looking for Roy.
I'm Alan. Roy's brother.
Bloody hell! Roy didn't tell me his brother was a cop.
Well... Roy wouldn't, would he?
Malcolm Farlow. I live next-door. Have you seen Roy recently?
Not for a few days.
Listen, Malcolm, there's a bit of a family crisis.
And I really need to see him. I've got a spare key to his house.
Roy?!
Brrrmm!
Oh. I'm sorry.
Where's Roy?
I don't know. I'm Alan, his brother.
I'm Corinne, his fiancee. I'm here to kill him!
OK, everyone. Gather round.
Gather round.
Quiet, please!
This was found in the glove compartment of Jennifer Lewis's car.
DCI Alan Banks' address.
Alan Banks is now a key witness in this inquiry.
And we will treat him as we would any other key witness.
First priority - we need him located and brought in for a positional statement.
Meantime, if he contacts any of you,
you refer him straight to me.
Clear?
Jennifer Lewis.
31 years old.
Office manager... from Caxton, near Harrogate.
Jennifer hadn't been seen since yesterday lunchtime.
All we know is that she was over 20 miles from her home late last night.
Possibly on her way to or from DCI Banks' house.
Why? What's her connection to Banks?
We need to get through the minutiae of her life.
Friends, family, work colleague, associates - all traced
and interviewed as a priority.
Ballistics. Dr Glendinning's recovered the bullet from her skull. .22.
Crime scene. Interim forensics report. There's not much.
They are still sweeping the car and locales for prints and DNA.
OK. How did the killer get there?
How did he, or she, get away?
Well, either in the car with Jennifer, which means an escape on foot,
or he/she was in another vehicle.
The window was opened by Jennifer. Which suggests she knew her killer.
Or she didn't feel under threat. So, was her killer following her?
Service stations, garages, roadside cafes
on the main routes between here and Harrogate.
That's a big, speculative sweep.
No, it's not. Her petrol tank was almost completely full.
So we're within a what? Five mile sweep north-east of the crime scene.
OK. Let's get going.
Yeah, I know it's a bit early.
Roy was supposed to come over to mine last night.
He didn't show. He's not even phoned.
When did you last see him?
Weekend.
You know, I actually allowed myself wedding fantasies.
A 30 grand extravaganza in Mauritius, or something - with the whole family.
He's seeing someone else, isn't he?
Listen. It might not be what you think.
He could be in trouble. He left in a hurry.
He didn't set the alarm, didn't take his car.
Have you looked round his office upstairs?
Cor.
Roy's doing well for himself. If he's in trouble,
that means he might not be having an affair, which is good.
I mean, not good if he's in trouble. But good if he's not having an affair.
He's wiped the hard disk. Why would he do that?
What's he hiding?
I don't know. But I know where it might be.
The Blue Lamps. My son's band.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Porn?! No, not porn. Escorts.
Exotic-companions. co. uk
Looks pretty high class. That makes me feel so much better!
Er... who are these two?
Gareth Lambert.
Roy's erm... business partner.
You don't like him. Another wide boy.
And the other one?
I don't know.
I love him, you know.
I mean, he's untrustworthy, immature,
irresponsible.
But when he smiles and turns on the charm...
you can forgive him anything.
Sorry. I'm... telling you stuff you already know.
There's 12 years difference between us.
I hardly know him.
DS Winsome Jackman. I'm just here to ask a few questions. Yeah.
Do you recognise this lady?
Yeah. She came in last night.
What time?
They came in...
Half eight, quarter to nine? They?
She was with a bloke. They seemed...
There was a lot of... snogging and holding hands.
Right. Can you call your supervisor? I need to access your CCTV hard drives.
Now! Please.
Are you search team? Yeah. DI Helen Morton.
Who's this?
Jennifer's flatmate.
Jennifer was er... she was different.
Different?
She had erm...
She was a decent person.
She had... morals and principles. You know.
Why would someone - And you last saw her yesterday lunchtime?
Yes. I knew something wasn't right.
Something was bothering her.
I mean, really bothering her.
I didn't ask.
I should've, but I didn't. I'm sorry.
What about boyfriends?
Don't hold back on me. It's vital you tell me everything you know.
There was someone.
From her work. But... she wouldn't talk about it.
I think he was married.
I don't have a name or anything. I'm sorry.
I thought you said Jennifer had morals and principles.
She did. But she was having an affair with a married man.
That doesn't make her a bad person, does it?
And Jennifer worked at...
The Berger Lennox Clinic in Harrogate.
Client liaison. Are we done now?
Did you ever see her...
in the company of this man?
His name's Alan Banks.
No.
Did he kill her?
This is a surprise.
Do you know where Roy is? No.
Oh.
I've been trying to get hold of him.
I need some financial advice.
Er... pensions, investments - you know.
Financial advice from Roy?
Who you called a leach and a parasite at Christmas?
Yeah. I really shouldn't drink port.
Why don't you phone him? He's not answering his mobile.
Obviously.
And there's no reply at home, either.
Did you know he was engaged?
Yes. But you didn't tell me.
I didn't think you'd be interested.
When did you last see him?
Last Sunday. He still visits on a Sunday.
No matter what.
And how did he seem? All right?
Oh, as usual. A joke and a laugh, teasing your mother.
You know what he's like.
Listen. There's no need to tell Mum about... any of this.
I wouldn't want her to worry.
What's going on, Alan?
I don't know... Dad.
Listen. If you hear from Roy,
get him to call me on this number right away.
It's my new mobile.
OK?
Blackholme Service Station, Thursday night.
There's Jennifer.
She fills up the car.
And there... is our guy.
Better copy to the boss... DI Morton.
What do you think of DI Morton?
I don't think. I just keep my head down, do as I'm told.
Annie didn't deserve to be treated like that.
Any news from Banks yet?
No.
A-ha! It's the big brother copper.
I was beginning to wonder if that was a line Roy was spinning to keep me straight.
6th floor.
It's a... an odd place for a travel agent.
Well, we're... we're not open to the public.
Ah. No, I specialise in professional sports tours. You know.
Football teams, rugby, cricket. Dwarf throwing!
I tell you what, you look like your brother. Like a five year older version.
I'm 12 years older. I'm flattering you, old son.
You don't know where Roy is, do you? I can't get hold of him.
No? Well, maybe he's taken off somewhere.
He likes his expensive holidays.
I found this. In his house.
You don't know who that is, do you?
It's me!
No. No, the other guy's a business associate of mine. It's Laszlo Hristov.
He runs a hotel chain on the Dalmatian coast.
Now, why would Roy have a picture of you, taken like this,
through a long lens, as though he, or someone else, were spying on you?
Listen.
I don't know how much contact you've had with your brother recently.
But erm... I think Roy might be going off the rails.
You see, he's engaged to Corinne, who's a lovely girl.
But there's this woman he's been having a fling with. Well, he's obsessed with her.
Anyway, the other night, Thursday, he calls me.
What time? Well, me and the wife were watching TV, so I suppose about 9:00.
Anyway, he's not making any sense.
He's out in the country somewhere, so the reception's not good.
But he sounded, to be honest...
He sounded like he was angry, like he was confused.
He was right on the edge.
Gareth?
Elise. This is Alan Banks, Roy's brother.
Oh. Mrs Lambert.
Could you erm... wait in my office for a minute, love?
Sure.
This other woman that Roy's been seeing.
Her name's Jennifer Lewis.
Jennifer's... dead?
In suspicious circumstances.
She was murdered.
That's... awful.
Can you tell me, Dr Lucas, when did you last see Jennifer?
Yesterday morning.
We had a strategy meeting here.
And did she seem OK?
Was her behaviour... her mood... normal?
I don't know.
I'm an obstetrician, not a psychologist.
Excuse me.
DC Blackstone?
Got a suspect. CCTV at Blackholme Services.
Male passenger in Jennifer Lewis's car.
I'm sending it to you now. Thanks.
I understand you and Jennifer Lewis were friends.
Who told you that? Your receptionist.
She's mistaken. I... I don't...
keep friends. I'm not good at friends.
You remind me of Jennifer.
Wholesome.
You're an obstetrician... not a psychologist!
Hi. I was wondering if I could have a word with Jennifer Lewis, please?
Do you have an appointment? Er, no. No, I don't.
I'm... I'm sorry. Jennifer hasn't come in today.
Do you have a phone number where I could reach her?
I'm not allowed to give out personal details of staff.
Maybe I can help you. I hope so.
It's very important that I find Jennifer Lewis.
Why?
It's personal. A word, please... DCI Banks.
Sorry. What is this? Who are you?
DI Helen Morton. Yorks Major Crimes Unit.
Where have you been? We've been trying to contact you?
Personal business. I left a message with Annie, with DS Cabbot.
Be at the station first thing in the morning. We'll need a positional statement from you.
In connection with? The murder of Jennifer Lewis on Thursday night.
Do you know Jennifer Lewis?
Where's Annie? Maternity leave.
No. Annie's maternity leave doesn't start for another week.
DS Cabbot is on maternity leave. You haven't answered my question.
Do you know Jennifer Lewis? No.
Then why are you looking for her?
It's personal.
We have a suspect... in the company of Jennifer Lewis
an hour or so before she was shot dead.
Do you know him?
Stephen's to be at hockey for 10:00. It's an away game, so he'll need a packed lunch.
MJ's got a play date at Josh's at 12:00.
And Ben and James can spend the afternoon at your mother's.
I should be able to pick them up before five.
And I thought we could take 'em for a pizza.
Thanks, Michael. Love you.
Search team found this in Jennifer Lewis's desk.
Exotic-companions.co.uk
'Carmen, a classic beauty, is an elite companion,
fluent in three languages.'
'Carmen offers a genuine GF...E.'
Girlfriend experience.
'Carmen is available to discerning gentlemen...'
£250 an hour.
£800 for overnight stays.
It might be nothing. Might not be nothing.
This website, exotic companions - get a full background and let's trace
and interview this... Carmen person.
Corinne Whitman, Roy Banks' fiancee.
Her alibi checks out. She was at her mother's. Stayed the night.
DCI Banks.
Interview with Alan Banks, concerning the suspicious death of Jennifer Lewis.
Commencing 08:41 on Saturday, April the 30th.
Here you are - a written statement. Everything I know.
Now, can we get through to the incident room and carry on with this inquiry, please?
DI Morton.
I am still head of this unit.
And your brother's a suspect in a Cat-1 murder inquiry. Roy's not a killer.
So I'm afraid the incident room's off limits to you, DCI Banks.
Jennifer Lewis... shot once in the head.
On her way, we believe... to see you.
We found this in the victim's car.
Why do you suppose she had your address?
I'm not sure. Did she come to your house on Thursday night?
I don't know. I didn't get home until after 11:00.
Because you were in the pub with DS Cabbot?
Did you know Jennifer was having an affair with your brother?
Yes.
It's all there in the statement.
According to his business partner Gareth Lambert,
Roy was obsessed with her.
Roy's... not that type. He doesn't get... obsessed with women.
Treats 'em like shit, if you wanna know the truth.
Are we done now? No.
Thursday night.
As you can see, Roy's on his phone at 20:34.
"Hi. It's Roy. Listen."
"I've got myself into a bit of trouble and er... I need your help."
"And it's not my fingers in the till, if that's what you're thinking."
"I'm in a bit of a mess and...
I wouldn't bother you, but...
there's no-one else."
"Please. Call me back as soon as you get this."
"I need your help, Alan."
You didn't mention this in your statement.
Halfway down I refer to the phone message. But not the content.
So, did you... help him?
I haven't been able to find him.
But you looked for him, even though he's a suspect.
I didn't know that at the time. But you knew something was amiss with him.
After all, you didn't inform us of your whereabouts yesterday.
As head of this unit, and on call, you should've been contactable all day yesterday.
Well, it's lucky you were here to cover for me, eh?
My phone was out of action, I was worried about my brother, I lost track of time. My mistake.
If you were me, you might think you were trying to find your brother
and protect him from the consequences of a criminal inquiry.
Roy's not a killer. Jennifer's dead.
Roy's missing, having been seen in her car an hour before she was shot.
Plus this. "I'm in a mess. I need your help, Alan."
That could mean anything. He sounds scared.
Yes. And he's looking to me to protect him.
From the consequences of what he was about to do to Jennifer.
One shot to the head. Looks premeditated, to me.
Roy's not a killer!
I know my brother. Do you?
Intelligence sweep... through your brother's life.
Open and close source material going back 20 years.
Every credit card purchase, every website visited.
Every business transaction.
Every bet on every dog race, every foreign trip.
So you've turned information into knowledge and extrapolated
a full psychological profile on Roy which proves he's capable of murder?
He's not a bunch of pixels on your computer screen!
You may as well ask me to take a look at you - clothes, makeup,
hairstyle - and jump to a whole load of conclusions.
You've led a sheltered life, you had a rather domineering father, who you still look up to.
But you deliberately sought out and married a man the exact opposite.
Boss. And now you live in an ordinary, controlled, suburban life,
keeping your head down and plodding your way up the career ladder. Boss!
I could say all that.
But I might be wrong.
Because I don't know you.
Roy's a flesh and blood human being
in the real, dirty, messy world, which is where we work in this unit.
You need to understand that.
Watch your feet, Boss.
Boys? Give us a minute.
Roy.
Weapon?
No sign. We've recovered the bullet.
.22. The same calibre as killed Jennifer Lewis.
Why?
I don't know.
By who?
I don't know.
Well, you'd better get out there and bloody well find out.
I can't be involved in an investigation into my own brother's...
Yes, you can. You're the boss. I thought you were the boss.
You're police. You can't even find out...
I'm going to start lunch. Arthur, there's a clean kit in your bag.
You can't let the people down.
OK.
Keep an eye on him, Alan.
You know he dotes on Roy.
Always has.
Roy Banks.
One shot to the head from the same gun used to kill Jennifer Lewis.
Which rules out Roy Banks as her killer.
Why not shoot them together?
Why risk taking Roy five miles away?
What if Roy fights back and escapes?
Or there's witnesses at Halton Quarry?
Forensic accountants' report on Exotic Companions.
And as you can see,
there's a connection to the Berger Lennox clinic.
Shut the door and sit down.
OK. Where there's prostitution, there's organized crime.
Most of these 'exotic companions' are foreign.
Smuggled illegally into the country
and then exploited for all they're worth.
I'm sorry you've been thrown in at the deep end
but you see what we do here? The people behind this...
and this...
you get to look them in the eye and make them pay.
Full briefing at 1pm.
Come on, lads! Get stuck in!
DI Morton. It's Alan Banks.
DCI Banks.
I was... well, just checking in, really. What's happening?
With?
The inquiry into the murders of Jennifer Lewis and Roy Banks.
Tommy! Get stuck in!
DCI Banks, I'm sorry for your loss.
I really am. But your personal connection
to one of the victims means I'm in no position
to discuss details of this inquiry with you.
That was NOT offside! It was onside.
Look, come on, Helen. I've made a full witness statement.
My brother's no longer a suspect.
He's a victim and there's the issue of your emotional involvement.
That is no longer an issue. I didn't know my brother.
Not really. We weren't that close. OK?
I'm sorry. I can't help you.
Thanks!
What was that for? It was never offside, you stupid old twat.
You should be in a care home! You ever ref'd before?
Bleeding disgrace, you haven't got a clue what you're doing!
Oi.
OK, everyone, this is now a double murder inquiry.
Both victims shot from the same gun.
So we're focusing on Roy Banks' business dealings.
You've all got a copy of the forensic accountant's report.
As well as being an investor
in the Berger-Lennox clinic where Jennifer Lewis worked,
Roy Banks also owned a majority holding
Exotic Companions.
Roy was involved in the marketing end of a prostitution operation,
the website. But who supplied the girls?
Roy and/or Jennifer became a liability or a threat,
so they were taken out?
Whoever's running the vice end of the operation,
they're gonna to be at arms length, hard to pin down.
So we start with Gareth Lambert.
His alibi for the night of the murders checks out:
He was with his wife.
But Lambert, as Roy Banks' business partner, is a key witness.
We question him closely.
Plus I also want an aggressive examination
of The Berger-Lennox clinic,
Exotic Companions and all other related companies.
Any names that come up in management, investment.
Full background profiles, OK?
You shouldn't have done that.
People have it hard on this estate.
It's no excuse.
People like me or you can't just walk away from people like them.
The world needs referees, Alan.
You can't blame the people. It's the places they were dumped in.
And when Margaret Thatcher wiped out all the industries...
industries north of Watford.
Your grandad didn't fight in the war
for Churchill or the empire or any of that.
He fought so that you could go to university. Instead of joining the...
Yeah, I know, Uncle Tommy's got the scars from the picket line.
The police were there to intimidate the miners.
A private army for the capitalist system.
So why didn't Roy, property developer and venture capitalist,
ever have to listen to this?
Because Roy was a good lad.
Now, you listen to me.
Roy's death looks like an execution.
A professional, pre-meditated execution.
It gets worse. Roy's girlfriend, not his fiance,
but the girl Roy had on the side, she was shot dead too.
A nice, decent girl who got involved with Roy and...
Dad...
What did you say about Roy?
I said too much.
And I'm sorry, Dad.
Roy was a good lad.
Roy forgot this, when he was here the other day.
I opened it this morning.
Was he involved in all that?
I don't know.
Mum, we don't know anything yet.
Get the truth about Roy.
Please, Alan.
Mr Lambert is both upset and distressed
at the death of Miss Lewis and is eager to help in any way he can.
Actually, I barely knew Jennifer.
I met her a couple of times with Roy and as I told Roy's brother,
I think he was having an affair with her.
You and Roy Banks are joint proprietors
of a venture capital company called
Lambert-Banks Asset Management, is that right?
Lambert-Banks holds substantial stakes in the Berger-Lennox Clinic
and in a website called ExoticCompanions.co.uk.
Look, I'm just a travel agent to trade. That's my business.
Roy's the money man, the deal maker.
So I just put some cash in and I take a profit out at the other end.
Roy handles the day-to-day running of the fund.
Who's bringing the girls into the country? Who supplies them?
I don't know. I really don't know, I let Roy get on with all that.
Don't ask, don't tell?
Yeah.
Look, um, Roy's my mate, so I don't want to say anything that might,
you know... incriminate him.
But um, the phone call he made to me on Thursday night...
I didn't tell his brother everything.
He was going on about Jennifer.
She was a loose canon. She was trouble.
Are you saying you think he killed Jennifer?
No. No, no, no.
Well, I don't know.
Jennifer's dead, Roy's missing.
Roy Banks isn't missing.
He's dead.
One shot to the head. Just like Jennifer.
Oh, my God!
When I saw what Roy was involved in,
I should've got a grip of him, I should have stopped him.
God, Roy got in out of his depth, didn't he?
What do you think?
I'm not sure he's telling us everything...
but he was the sleeping partner in Lambert-Banks Asset Management.
Roy Banks was the prime mover.
It was Roy who got them into the vice business.
DI Morton. You're needed in the incident room.
DCI Banks...?
Where did this come from? Jennifer Lewis' flat. Desk drawer.
You know as well as I do...
Snap!
Roy left this at my parents' house.
Now, why were both victims carrying this?
Is Carmen the reason that Roy and Jennifer were killed?
Have you found her yet?
No, Boss, been trying the number. Goes straight to voicemail.
So it's a brick wall?
Can I have a word please? In my office.
YOUR office?
Your office.
I'm not asking for official involvement...
Your brother was heavily involved in the prostitution business.
All here in black and white.
Roy had a 70% stake in Exotic Companions.
This inquiry could turn very ugly for you... and your family.
My parents...
Maybe if you had children yourself, you'd understand...
I do have children.
Four boys.
Four?
Well, then you will understand.
If one of your boys turned out like Roy
or heaven forbid, died like Roy...
Well, you'd want to know the truth about them. The whole of the truth.
My mum and dad are decent people.
It's not just Roy's dead, it's... what kind of man he was.
I mean, you need to find Carmen urgently. She could be in danger.
Come on Helen, there's a big prize here.
Double murder nailed, on your watch.
Maybe you need the help of a... loose cannon with a point to prove?
You can have no official involvement.
My role is purely advisory.
OK, if you're right... and Roy and Jennifer were killed
because of Carmen and/or Exotic Companions,
something they knew, they shouldn't have known
puts you in danger too, doesn't it?
But I don't know what they knew.
Yes, but whoever shot Roy and Jennifer doesn't know
you don't know what they knew.
So we get them thinking that I do know what Roy and Jennifer knew,
via Carmen, and smoke out the bad guys?
We'll be watching you, every step of the way.
Thanks.
You know, maybe there was a line that Roy wouldn't cross
and that's what got him killed? He got in over his head.
Colin. Scramble a MAST Team. Target's DCI Banks.
DS Jackman?
If Roy got in over his head... maybe he took the easy way out?
Halton Quarry. I want a marine recovery unit down there.
Roy Banks was shot at point blank range, at this angle.
If he shot Jennifer, then himself, we'd have found the gun.
Roy was killed late Thursday night.
But we didn't find his body till early Saturday morning.
During which time, we had at least 12 hours of torrential rainfall.
"Hi, this is Carmen. Leave me a message."
Carmen? My name's Alan Banks. I'm Roy's brother.
I need to speak to you. It's urgent.
Listen, Roy and Jennifer told me everything. Do you understand?
So you and I need to talk. I'll be at..the Kings Hotel, Harrogate.
Ask for me at reception.
Roy's been shot.
I don't wanna be next.
You should never have got involved with that man.
We needed the money.
I've booked us on a flight. Tomorrow night.
But... Dr Michael's hasn't...
I've spoken to Dr Michaels. We're fine.
Please... We're fine.
Carmen? Please, come in.
Have a seat.
Whatever Roy told you, it's not true.
Him and Jennifer, they don't understand.
Why can't you all just keep out of it?
And... what is it that you think Roy told me?
What?
Where are you from, Carmen? Eastern Europe?
What's that got to do with anything?
Well, you're in this country illegally. Who brought you here?
Who provides the properties where you entertain your clients?
Who runs you and the rest of the exotic companions...
No one. I'm an independent escort.
No such thing.
You're not Roy's brother, are you?
Yes, I am.
But I'm also Police.
Chrissake!
Where is Roy?
Roy's dead.
What?
He was shot. Jennifer Lewis was shot too.
Why? You know why.
It's got something to do with you.
Don't be stupid! I know it's not legal, but we're not doing any harm!
I told Roy and Jennifer. Why is everyone so...
What's not legal?
I thought Roy told you.
No, Roy didn't tell me anything.
He was shot before he could tell me, so you're going to tell me.
What's not legal, Carmen?
This.
You all right?
That's it, nice and easy.
You just take a seat here.
There you go. Gently does it.
Can I have some water, please?
Listen, Carmen, I want you to come back with me
to Eastvale police station...
Carmen!
Carmen! Please!
Sorry.
There. She's on her own. Where's Banks?!
Oi! What you playing at?
Let's go!
You don't go anywhere on you own.
Get in the car! Go around it. Block it!
No! There's another car! They've got another car over there!
She's in the other car!
Cover it! Cover it! Cover it!
Did you get anything? Anything at all?
Greeny-blue hatchback, apart from that, nothing.
I've got something. I've got something!
Well, that wasn't a great success, was it?
You wanted to find your brother's killer...
And Jennifer Lewis' killer.
By using yourself as bait to get to the bad guys.
Could've turned nasty for you.
Aren't your family suffering enough?
I take full responsibility, sir. I pressured DCI Banks into it.
I don't believe you.
I felt I needed DCI Banks on this inquiry,
and you did promise me his guiding hand.
OK. What have we learned?
Carmen's pregnant.
Now Roy and Jennifer knew that
and whatever Carmen told them about her pregnancy is what got them shot.
My guess, we find the father of Carmen's baby, we have our killer?
Major player? Someone with a lot to lose?
You might want to have another crack at Janet Lucas.
Odd, isn't it?
A young girl like Jennifer Lewis
having a hard copy of this in her desk drawer?
I've told you everything I know about Jennifer.
So what about Carmen? Do you know her?
No.
Roy Banks? Do you know him?
No.
If you don't mind, I have an important issue...
What's more important than the unlawful killing of... I'm sorry.
Nothing. But I have a 14-year-old girl from a very wealthy family
who's just told her parents she's pregnant.
She's one week off the termination time limit.
That's your job?
That's your role in this Exotic Companions.
The girls are mostly from abroad. Illegal immigrants.
If they have health problems, sexual health problems,
they need treatment outside official channels.
Since 2009, over £200,000 has been deposited
in an offshore account in Monaco in your name.
All payments made by Roy Banks.
You lied to us.
You do know Roy Banks.
My name is Detective Chief Inspector Alan Banks.
I'm Roy's brother.
Roy... was shot dead.
Just like Jennifer.
It's to do with Carmen, isn't it?
I don't know. Carmen's heavily pregnant.
Who's the father of her baby? I don't know.
Dr Lucas... She wouldn't tell me.
I took money to look after her pregnancy.
From who? Carmen. She had a lot of cash.
I presumed she was getting it
from the father of her baby but I didn't ask, OK?
Roy and Jennifer asked and they were killed.
I treat the Exotic Companions girls after hours at the clinic.
I thought I was alone with Carmen but... Jennifer was working late.
She saw Carmen pass me some money, asked what was going on and...
Jennifer got angry about the whole thing.
Then she wanted to know why Carmen, a prostitute, was having her baby.
She wouldn't let it go. I tried to warn her not to get involved but...
she went looking for Carmen.
After that, I don't know.
Where are they keeping Carmen?
You're looking after her. You know where she is.
Aaargh! Jesus Christ!
Where is Dr Lucas? I need Dr Lucas! Get me Dr Lucas!
Armed police! Armed police, get on the floor.
Armed police, get down! Get down there! Get down now!
Get down now! Get down!
It's OK, Carmen. We'll get you to a doctor.
Low-rent muscle.
All we can get is that they were paid to keep Carmen safe,
through a middleman.
Beyond that, they know nothing.
What is wrong with you people? I told Jennifer...
Who's the father of your baby?
I'm in labour! Leave me alone.
You're fine. Plenty of time between contractions.
Deep breaths, Carmen. Keep calm and tell us.
I don't know who the father is.
Right now, we've got enough to arrest you on suspicion
of being an accessory to the murders of Jennifer Lewis and Roy Banks.
What? So you better start talking.
Some client. I don't know which one.
Ugh!
I got pregnant, I was going to get rid of it and...
It doesn't matter. Of course it matters! Two people were murdered.
Because I told them what I was doing? That's crap!
Where's the harm in it? That's not why they got shot.
Ugh! Leave me alone.
So what were you doing, Carmen?
Selling my baby.
They've been trying for 20 years. They just wanted a baby. That's all.
That's what I told Jennifer.
They get a baby, I get enough money to pay off my debt and go home.
It's business deal. Everybody wins.
Children aren't property, you stupid...
Who were you selling the baby to?
Gareth Lambert.
Elise, my wife...
She knows nothing about this.
She's desperate for a child.
We both are.
We were refused for adoption. Elise had a breakdown.
She weren't getting over it, still eating away at her.
And I told her that the adoption was all above board. I was desperate.
So desperate that you shot Roy and Jennifer
when they found out what you were doing.
No.
Phone logs. 20-odd calls made between you and Roy on Thursday night.
The last one being at 9.05pm, an hour before the murders.
Roy was about to grass you up...
I was gonna to grass him up!
Go on.
Look, Roy didn't give a shit about the adoption thing with Carmen.
Jennifer was on one. She was the problem.
She had ethical objections to the buying and selling of babies.
Roy was caught in the middle so he kept calling me
and telling me to put a stop to it or Jennifer was gonna go the police.
So that's when I started to... play hardball.
I said, 'If you grass me up Roy, I will grass you up
and I know where all the bodies are buried.
I know about all the little fiddles you've got going on,
the tax evasion, the offshore stuff.
So you get a grip of Jennifer
and you shut this down or you lose everything.'
I was desperate to adopt Carmen's baby
but I wasn't desperate enough to kill two people.
Look, I hate to speak ill of the dead but this was Jennifer's fault.
We were offering that baby life.
A good life.
Carmen's baby, it might be illegal...
but it's not wrong, is it?
We need to go through CCTV tapes, numberplate recognition on every road
between Lambert's house, his office and the murder site.
Also through Lambert's house, his car, his wife's car, his office.
And if we find nothing...?
It's a co-incidence too far. Roy and Jennifer shot dead
by some third party just as they're about to grass Lambert up?
Or Roy and Jennifer were... shot by Roy.
We recovered the murder weapon.
It was swept under the water when the rain came down.
Forensic report. Point 22 Schmidt.
Same weapon used to kill Jennifer.
Jennifer was shot from a foot away, Roy at point blank range.
It's a set-up. Or you're clutching at straws.
Where are you going?
Banks!
We've got Roy and Jennifer together at the petrol station
an hour before she was shot dead.
If Roy was going to kill her, why would he call me for help?
Roy was caught in the middle. He couldn't close her down.
Well, if Roy shot Jennifer because he had too much to lose,
why did he kill himself?
He couldn't face his family.
Mrs Lambert? You gave us a statement
affirming that your husband was with you all night on Thursday.
What's happening? Gareth's solicitor called me. Why are you holding him?
We're going to Geneva. On holiday.
Even though your husband's being questioned?
Mrs Lambert, we have Carmen Petri in protective custody.
Who?
Gareth's admitted everything to us...
She's all ready, Mrs Lambert. Come on, Amelia!
We're going on a big aeroplane!
You already have a child?
Yes.
But you're adopting...
That's what your brother said.
I couldn't understand. Why would he think we were adopting?
Why do you think we're adopting?
I told him... Dr Michaels is taking care of everything.
He's found us a donor.
Amelia has enlarged heart syndrome.
We're not going to lose her.
Do you understand? We're not.
I'm sorry, Mrs Lambert.
I'm sorry.
Yeah, OK. Thanks.
So what now?
Now, you back to the station.
Go through Roy's hard drive, Lambert's too, from his office.
I'll bring his home computer in.
Also through Lambert's, Roy's and Jennifer's phone calls.
Carmen's statement, Dr Lucas' statement.
We'll piece the whole story together and we will nail Lambert to the wall with it.
You OK?
OK.
Have you come to arrest me?
Could you please tell me who this man is with your husband?
Dr Michaels.
Dr Lothar Michaels. Heart surgeon.
Struck off in Germany in 2006 for malpractice.
Did your husband tell you that the transplant was all above board?
I knew...
I knew something was wrong.
All the doctors told us it was inoperable.
But Gareth... wouldn't give up.
Couldn't let her go.
And then he finds this Dr Michaels
and the whole transplant thing,
the donor, the going off to Switzerland.
I knew something wasn't right.
But... don't ask, don't tell.
You gave your husband an alibi for last Thursday night.
Hasn't my little girl been through enough?
She might have another six months, maybe a year.
She loves Gareth,
she loves him so much.
I can't compromise on this. Neither can you.
Two people have been murdered. My brother.
And a young woman called Jennifer Lewis.
Last Thursday, you told us that your husband was with you all night.
Is that true?
Jennifer wanted to know why Carmen was going ahead and keeping her baby.
So, with Roy's help, she traced Carmen.
Now Carmen told them what she believed to be the truth,
that you and Elise were buying her baby.
But Roy, knowing that you already had a child, Roy...
Roy smelled a rat. He went to your house
and Elise spilled part of the truth.
Roy and Jennifer were shocked.
They wanted to put a stop to it.
You did threaten to grass Roy up, if he grassed you up.
That's why he was bringing it to me.
Roy wanted to blow the whistle.
But he also wanted to avoid incriminating himself.
You followed Roy and Jennifer...
and you shot them.
Jennifer in her car and then you took Roy to Halton Quarry.
I wasn't close to Roy. We didn't get on.
But I always thought that one day,
when we were older...
we'd get it all sorted
and I'd get to know him properly.
But not now.
Get a grip of yourself.
You shot Roy Banks at point blank range to make it look like suicide.
To make it look like Roy shot Jennifer, then himself.
Elise has withdrawn the alibi.
You didn't get home till 2am on Friday morning.
I was doing what was best for my child.
You were gonna buy Carmen's baby and murder it on the operating table.
That baby was unwanted.
Carmen was gonna to have a termination.
I offered her money. A lot of money.
So it was just a business deal?
Two children were going to die.
Why not save one of them?
I can't live without my little girl.
So other people, my parents, Jennifer Lewis' parents, lose their child?
Yes.
You're killing my little girl.
Come on.
Let's go.
Would you do what he was doing, to save one of your children?
I don't know.
Is that all you can say?
It's all I've got. Sorry.
It's a messy world, Helen.
Michael, are you still awake?
Can you stay up till I get home?
About half an hour.
I love you.
Having given thanks for the life of our brother Roy,
we now commit his mortal body to be cremated.
Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
For our Lord Jesus Christ, who died, was buried and rose again for us.
To him, be glory forever.
Ida?
I'll call.
Is it OK if I call you?
Nice service. Very nice.
Yes.
We thought you might want Roy's motor.
Alan...?
Roy did things he shouldn't have done.
But there was a line that he wouldn't cross.
And he was murdered because he wouldn't cross it.
You put that line there.
Come and see us when you can, son.
Suits you, sir.
Heya.
Let me give you a hand. What's all this?
Clearing out my locker.
Ah.
You OK?
Yes.
Think I should keep it?
Well, it makes you look like a pathetic old loser but...
I'm nearly 50. Who cares?
So how's Damian?
Lively. And Damian is a she.
Sorry. Forgot.
What?
I dunno. You really are OK, aren't you?
What happened?
You know, I never heard my dad swear or even raise his voice to my mum.
He worked so hard. Up at 6am every day.
He had his football and a couple of pints at the weekend
and, there was my mum, running around after all of us,
organizing things for the Labour party.
Roy and I had a great upbringing
and... I just want everyone to have what we had.
The world needs referees.
You were right.
I am jealous.
This DI Morton, she's just keeping my seat warm.
I'm coming back, Alan.
Bigger, faster, stronger, rougher.
You sure it's not yours?
It's not mine. Why does everyone think it's mine?
I'm too old to have more kids.
You're too old for that car.