01x06 - Paradise

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In the criminal justice system, the people are represented by two separate, yet equally important groups.

The police, who investigate crime, and the Crown Prosecutors, who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Thank you, Hassan.

Thank you.

Bye.

HASSAN: Bye.

It was a lovely meal, Dad.

Thanks.

Come here.

When did you grow up, eh? When did that happen? Yeah, sorry about that (!) Your mum would've loved to have seen you now.

Come on.

Let's find the car.

Are you sure the car's this way? I thought it was the other side of the main road.

Was it? Dad, what's that noise? Dad, look! What? What is it? Quick! Call 999! Quick! Stay back.

Come on.

Take your time.

Have you ever done one of these? No.

You'll need this, Ronnie.

Right.

Yeah, it was torched from the middle or bottom of the stairs.

Went straight up, like a fire up a chimney.

And how quick did it take to catch, then, Jim? From the moment the propellant was laid, about three minutes.

Anybody up top would've been blinded by the flames.

Oh, and er, fire doors were padlocked shut.

Nice.

Place was a social club, mainly used by the local Turkish community.

Which makes 'em Muslim.

Racially-motivated, got to be.

Jim, as a detective you make a great fireman, mate.

Central Command is setting up a casualty bureau.

We'll want liaison officers in the local community.

What's the number of confirmed fatalities? 17, so far.

There's gonna be a lot of people waking up to an empty space in bed.

And a lot of people wanting answers.

We've got ourselves an official major incident.

Now, these next few hours are vital, so get yourselves a head start, by seizing every scrap of CCTV footage in the immediate vicinity.

Already checked.

No cameras till you get to Edgware Road.

Oh, terrific (!) Who owns this building? Nobody knows, guv, but as soon as the local authority offices open up, we'll find out.

Are you OK, Matty? The club was called Cennet.

Turkish word for "paradise".

Who gets a kick out of burning people alive? Excuse me.

Police.

Detective Sergeant Brooks? Yeah, that's me.

Thanks.

Is this the complete list? Yes.

We took the first 20.

The rest went to the Royal Free and Homerton.

We've got Metin Dursun down as running the club.

Where is he please? He's preparing for surgery.

Be quick.

He might not make it through.

Mr Dursun, I am sorry, but you threw a man out the club for causing a row.

What was his name, sir? I don't know I can't remember.

Mickey something? We're taking you into surgery now, Mr Dursun.

He's His His name, Mr Dursun? Mr Dursun, do you remember who this Mickey was arguing with? Leyla.

A waitress.

They knew each other.

I think he was her boyfriend.

You have to go now.

Mr Dursun, do you remember her surname? I can't remember.

That's enough.

You don't have a Leyla on there? I'd need a surname.

Well, that would be very easy, wouldn't it? Sorry, I haven't had the time.

Please.

It's our best lead.

Nothing.

Are you sure? All right, well, thanks anyway.

No, wait, sorry.

There are so many ward lists, changing all the time.

Leyla Bilgin: minor burns.

One of the few lucky ones.

Hinchcliffe Ward.

Brilliant.

Thanks.

You've been a great help.

Leyla Bilgin? I'm DS Brooks.

This is DS Devlin.

Now, how are you doing? They told me people d*ed in there.

Do you know how many? Do you know who they were? Well, not all the details are confirmed as yet.

Why would someone do something like this? That's what we're trying to find out.

We'd like to talk to your boyfriend Mickey - He ain't my boyfriend.

Why do you think he's my boyfriend? We must have got that wrong.

We heard you had a barney at the club last night before the fire.

I told him to get off my case.

I'm not interested in him.

That's fine but we'd still like to talk to him.

What for? You don't think he started the fire? He wouldn't.

He's an idiot, not a head case.

I was at school with him.

We just want to talk to him, so we can rule him out.

Just tell me Leyla's all right.

She's fine.

You're kidding.

I'm sorry to hear that, man.

I really am.

There's some good people up there.

Just tell us what happened last night in the club between you and Leyla.

It was a row, that's all.

You know.

Between a bloke and his bird.

Yeah, except she's not your bird, is she, Mickey? Leyla says you're more of a pest.

Yeah, well, that's what she's like.

One day she's all flirty and then the come-ons, the next, she's all standoffish.

Right, so it makes sense that you want to teach her a lesson.

Don't be coming at me with that.

Is that what you think? No way did I set that place on fire.

Well, the fire started at 11:45pm.

Where were you then? At home, I suppose.

Any witnesses? Yeah.

My Xbox.

Nearly finished this game.

It's taken me five weeks.

I was playing the game all night.

The kid's a right little chopper, but I dunno if he's an arsonist.

I can't see him burning down that whole club just cos of Leyla.

I was sitting in my kitchen one morning with my first wife.

We was having a bit of breakfast.

She's sitting across the table, crunching toast really loud.

t was getting on my wick.

I remember looking at her and looking round my kitchen thinking, "I could easily torch this gaffe, with you in it and me outside, watching.

" But that was a long time ago though, yeah? You'd been drinking.

I only wish I had.

Mickey's Xbox was in use around the time the fire stared.

Games saved on the memory card at 11:52, 11:59 and 12:17.

But anybody could use that console.

Saves are password-locked.

The password's Mickey's middle name.

It proves SOMEONE was at Mickey's flat.

Except I've got time-stamped footage along Edgware Road.

Nine minutes 11, Mickey comes running out the alley where the club is and heads home.

Then cameras have him entering his building 39 minutes later.

Just about the time the fire was set.

Plus he left 14 voicemail on Leyla Bilgin's phone between half-eleven and 1:00am.

The mobile phone signal puts him at his flat during that time.

All right, maybe it was a racial att*ck.

No assumptions, Matty.

We haven't got any evidence taking us that way yet, mate.

Briefing in 20 minutes.

And I'm expecting a full progress report on - Ma'am.

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everyone's areas of responsibility.

I'm Birsen Ozkan.

My son Haroon works in the club Cennet.

He's 19.

They won't let me bury him.

They say he's evidence.

DI Natalie Chandler.

I'm so sorry.

I want you to know I want you all to see .

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this is him and this is who he is.

We're sorry.

No, I don't want sorry.

Find who did this.

Please.

This case requires painstaking and thorough investigation.

The police are making significant progress across a number of leads.

We would urge anyone who has any information on this att*ck to step forward.

Having From forensics, at the crime scene.

Traces of unleaded petrol.

Straight out of the arsonist's handbook.

How's it work and what is it? It's stashed in the trousers.

Eh? That plastic is the whatsit from an old car - The whatsit? The - you know - where they put the wiper fluid.

The reservoir, you mean.

You strap it to the top of your leg with a tube running down, out the bottom of your trousers.

You wander about, leaving trails of petrol.

Nobody notices until .

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goodnight, Vienna.

How come you know so much about it, then? I've seen it before, when I was a WPC.

So, what have we got on the owner of the building? The guy leasing the building pays rent to a company via a PO box no, which belongs to a holding company, here we go, with connections to multiple Shell companies.

It's gonna take weeks to suss out where that leads back to.

The nurse at the Whittington - You never let a woman get away.

Very good, Ron, keep 'em coming.

Joke or cry, I know which I prefer.

Anyway, a bloke comes in with second-degree burns.

As soon as he's treated, he's gone.

Scarpers.

Something opaque is stuck in his leg.

It could be plastic.

The doctor wanted to remove it.

The patient agreed.

I went to see another patient.

When I came back, he was gone.

With a piece of our evidence stuck in his left thigh, maybe.

OK.

He sets fire to the club, but there are still traces of petrol left in that device he's got hidden in his trousers.

As the flames go up in the club, they catch fire to that device, exploding that piece of plastic into his leg.

We're gonna need that X-ray, plus a full statement.

I don't suppose you got his name? I did, actually.

Ben Mousa, 43 Hamley Street.

Flat two.

Fantastic.

You're the best.

In ways you can only imagine.

Please, Mr Mousa, it really is the quickest way.

You want me to pull down my trousers? We're investigating a serious arson att*ck which led to the m*rder of 17 people.

What's that gotta do with my leg? We want to see if you're carrying an injury.

I've told you I'm not.

Mate, if you ain't got anything to hide, what's the big deal? It really is the simplest way, Mr Mousa.

Strides off, we'll have a quick look, job done.

I know it sounds a bit weird.

We ain't here for kicks either.

OK.

Nothing.

Happy now? Yes, thank you.

Erm Mr Mousa, a man was pretending to be you at the Whittington Hospital earlier on today.

Do you have any ideas who that could be? It's that scumbag upstairs.

I've told your lot about him.

I'm sorry? Since he started squatting in that flat, the rest of us have all been broken into.

Last week, it was my wallet and my passport.

But your lot say they can't prove anything.

Now maybe you wanna stop pulling my trousers down and sort him out.

Do you have a name of this person? Yeah, it's Nazim Kasaba.

He works in a hotel kitchen in Highbury.

Hey, signori, no-one allowed in the kitchen.

Yeah, we're not here to eat.

Is a problem? We're looking for Nazim Kasaba.

I'm not sure if he's here.

Fire in the kitchen? Nazim, we know they haven't had a fire in the hotel kitchen for over five years.

The staff have already told us that you were not at work on that night.

So your alibi has been blown out of the water.

And you cannot explain how you got that injury to your leg.

And we've got CCTV, of you, running along Edgware Road five minutes after the fire was set.

Nazim, why did you do it? Someone let you down? Pissed you off? Did they owe you money? I had nothing to do with the fire.

I wasn't there.

The police doctor recommends you be admitted to hospital for surgery.

If the surgeon recovers anything from your leg, it will be given to us as evidence.

We'll accompany you to the hospital.

I'm not going to the hospital.

What? Nazim, your leg is seriously infected.

It's not going to get better on its own.

I know my rights and you can't do anything without my consent.

And you're not getting it.

Oh, Jesus! Guv, as soon as that leg goes bad, we will get the blame and he'll probably sue us.

No DNA at the scene.

No motive.

Two hours 23 minutes till his next detention review.

We haven't got enough to hold him.

Got to find something else.

I've been going through hospital records.

English, Matty? No papers, no visas, no leave to remain.

According to Home Office records, they're not even in the country.

They're here illegally.

Look at our friend Nazim.

It's a connection, not motive.

We're gonna have to work on this fast.

Get down to Edgware Road, see if anyone knows him.

I'll talk to the CPS, see if there's a way to get that evidence out of his leg.

Here you are, Ron.

Not a sausage.

Well, no-one's talking about Kasaba, that's for sure, although the club was known as where the invisibles go.

I don't know.

The press'll get hold of this, it'll go crazy.

One illegal immigrant burns a whole lot of other ones.

Well, that's a nice label, innit? Bunch 'em all as illegal immigrants and you don't see 'em as individuals.

It's not a label, Ron, it's what they are.

But phrases get loaded, Matt.

I tell you.

You've gotta remember, we're an island, mate.

People have been coming here for years, breeding with the locals.

We'd love to kid ourselves otherwise.

TEXT MESSAGE ALERT We're one big mongrel race.

Result.

James Steel's gonna see a judge about getting the evidence removed from Kasaba's leg.

That's good.

That is good.

I'll take this one.

My Lady, the Crown's application is for an order to obtain a key piece of evidence we believe is embedded in the defendant's thigh.

Mr Artemis? It's a shameful application, My Lady.

The Crown knows full well that there is neither statute nor precedent which would allow for this kind of disgraceful interference with the defendant's human rights.

Without surgery, there is a serious risk to Mr Kasaba's welfare.

I'm not entirely sure that that's the Crown's first concern, My Lady.

Until the Crown have this piece of evidence, and the chance of forensic analysis, the investigation into 17 murders hangs in the balance.

Thank you, Mr Steel.

I don't intend to set a precedent which would allow you to force suspects into invasive medical procedures because it might help your case.

My Lady, this is an unique situation.

Which would compromise the defendant's human rights.

I'm not prepared to intervene.

The application is refused.

His human rights? The m*rder*r has human rights? What rights does my son have? Didn't he have human rights not to burn alive? These people play the system and you let them.

We're not giving up.

No, you're just playing games.

You're not going to get us justice.

We don't matter to you.

We're not British.

You don't even see us.

We do see you.

We see your loss and your grief and we will prosecute the person who did this.

There is no prejudice in the law.

Talk.

That's all you people do.

When you've done something, I'll believe you.

Well, looks like someone up there likes us after all.

Nazim Kasaba just got carted off in an ambulance.

Are you all right? Sorry, family only.

He is a suspect in a m*rder case.

He's got septicaemia from the injury to his leg.

Who the hell let him get like this? He's lucky to be alive.

Can we have another cannula and The thing is, even if whatever's in his leg is a match for the arson device, we still don't have a motive.

Well, softly, softly, sunshine.

One step at a time.

Ron? All right, doc.

Blimey.

That was in his leg? You beauty.

Keeping you up? Sorry, very long night.

Tell me you've got the results.

Polymer analysis of that evidence you brought in.

Margin of error, plus or minus a couple of molecules Did you make a match? Yeah.

The sample b*rned into Kasaba's leg was the same plastic as the melted remnants found in the club.

What, the windscreen wiper fluid thingy? Yeah.

Thingy.

Must have been from an old banger.

Estimated date of manufacture in the notes.

No wonder your bloke got septicaemia though.

The piece they took out of his leg still had petrol on it.

You've just made a lot of people very happy.

Cheers, Teddy.

We brought you some grapes.

Keep your strength up.

What do you want? I thought you might like to know .

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we're going to charge you with 17 counts of m*rder.

I've had representations from community leaders, grieving relatives and reassuring the Turkish Embassy.

The DPP wants a quick result in this, to prove that justice does not discriminate.

It doesn't matter if these victims were here illegally or not, we get a conviction.

Nazim Kasaba isn't talking yet.

I need to get to his motive for k*lling that many people.

What are the local community saying about him? Nothing.

We've got people in community centres, going door to door, we've done appeals in the Turkish press, local radio, websites, but no-one knows anything.

Nazim was a loner who kept to himself.

What about a psych profile on him? Came back with a glowing report.

No sign of mental illness.

So why the hell did he do it? It's what we're going to find out.

My client did not intend to k*ll anyone.

Maybe he shouldn't have torched a building.

Mr Kasaba was acting on instruction from another party.

Lessen the charge to arson, no intent to endanger life, and he'll talk.

No intent? He walked round the club, spreading fuel, and then lit it.

He was aware of the consequences.

The charge stays at m*rder.

But if Mr Kasaba cooperates, the judge will take that into account at sentence.

It was only supposed to be a warning.

I didn't know that the door would be padlocked.

I didn't mean to k*ll anybody, it was just meant to scare them.

Scare who, Nazim? I can't do this.

They'll have me k*lled.

If I talk to you, you have a duty to protect me.

My duty is to the victims and their relatives.

If you were any flicker of a man, you'd stop thinking about yourself and start considering them.

OK.

I owed his people money.

A lot of money.

They told me, if I do this .

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I have a clean slate.

Why that particular club? It's the social club for the people that he smuggled over.

Who smuggled people over here, Nazim? They They pay £5,000 for transport and papers, but this time, when the people came .

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he didn't have the proper papers for them.

Started to complain.

Threatened to tell the police about him.

That's when he summoned me.

Told me to send them a message.

Make the people stop talking.

What was the name of the man who told you to burn down the club? I didn't mean to k*ll anybody.

Who told you to do it? Kilic.

Ediz Kilic.

London Businessman Of The Year Award two years running.

Second generation British Turk.

Pillar of the London community, with his own charitable foundation.

Generous funder of community projects and member of several high profile boards.

You mean THAT Ediz Kilic? Yes.

You want me to believe that he's a people smuggler, who's incited arson and m*rder? That's what Nazim Kasaba told us.

He's got no reason to lie.

We're basing this on the word of a self-confessed arsonist? You are looking round corners when you should be looking straight ahead.

A community leader torching his own people? What happened to this being a racially-motivated att*ck? There's no evidence of that.

You want to pile something else on top of it? If this is true, any idea how this will play in the Turkish community? George, we're following the evidence.

You're going to have to tread very carefully.

I know.

Before we bring Kilic in, we need a watertight case.

Kasaba said he used to meet Kilic in the back of a sports shop in Manor House.

Apparently he keeps an office there.

He runs three companies.

He's got hundreds of employees.

What does he need a little office in the back of a sports shop for? For transactions that don't quite fit in with the law? We could at least take a look.

And you really think that Kilic is involved in this? Yeah, I think it's possible.

Right.

Search that shop.

I never heard of a Kilic.

You're barking up the wrong tree.

This is a sports shop.

Understand? Oh, yeah.

They're nice clubs, ain't they? Look at them.

Oi! Hey, look at that.

Oi! Watch it! Oh, sorry about that.

Yeah, it'll take a few days to clear up after us.

Gotta try and cure that slice.

I'd hate to think you were protecting the person responsible.

All right.

All right, he er He keeps an office out back.

This is just one drawer from Kilic's secret filing cabinets.

Immigration papers and passports.

God knows how many people he's brought into the country, or how many of them are still alive.

OK, so what does this give us? We're going to need to prove intention to cause serious harm.

Well, it confirms Kasaba's evidence that Kilic is involved in people smuggling and corroborates motive for Kilic ordering Kasaba to burn the club.

Mm.

Maybe.

How is Kilic managing to forge the documents? That's what I was thinking.

The same name keeps reappearing in relation to the visas.

UK arrivals official, name of Faruk Osman.

Are you sure? Do you know the name? Yeah, we were at university together.

Hey, Faruk.

Hey, how are you? Good.

Great to see you.

Look, you've lost weight.

Give it a rest.

Alesha Phillips.

Very nice to meet you, Alesha.

You don't mind if we record this, do you? Of course not.

We're all friends here.

Please, sit down.

Thanks.

Thank you.

The victims who d*ed in the fire off Edgware Road, we believe they were in this country illegally.

OK.

What's the best way for me to help? I can show you around our system.

I can introduce you to the people who work here, tell me what's best.

Your name is on these forged documents.

They seem to have originated from within your office.

Where did you get these? Oh, I see.

No, of course you can't Right, well, um Listen, we've got a couple of hundred people here.

I'll get onto this right away.

It may take some time.

Sure.

Thank you, Faruk.

It's good to see you.

Dig up everything you can on Faruk.

See if he's got any connections to Ediz Kilic.

James, he's your friend.

So be doubly thorough.

I wanna know what the evidence tells us.

What? You're brutal.

Surely any link is circumstantial.

No favours, no discrimination.

We treat Faruk like any other aspect of the case.

This is nothing to do with Faruk's race? It's to do with the facts.

They're from the same community.

So all Turks are crooks (?) No, of course not.

But look at what we've got.

immigration papers and Faruk.

We'd be mad to ignore that.

I need to know if it's a coincidence or something more serious.

Careful what you wish for.

Your mate Faruk and Kilic with their arms around each other.

Where did you get these? A Turkish London newspaper.

"Meeting of minds at the Annual Business Achievement Awards dinner.

" It doesn't prove Faruk's involved with Kilic, only that they've had dinner.

Why don't we ask Faruk? We think Kilic had something to do with the fire.

How well do you know him? He's got his arm round you.

Everyone in the Turkish community knows Kilic.

He's our unofficial community leader.

James, this is a dinner.

You know what happens.

Everyone wants a picture with everyone else in case it comes in useful.

And did it? James, what are you accusing me of? I think you'd better stop dancing around and come out and say it.

You see me in a picture with another Turkish businessman.

You think I'm corrupt? "No, no, they're not like us, are they? Those men from the East, with their Turkish delight and belly dancers-" No, no, Faruk.

17 people have d*ed.

Tell me how you know him.

He helped me get my first job, a recommendation.

That's it.

He knew a man who knew a man.

And that's it? That's it.

I see him once, twice a year, at one of these dinners.

He helps a lot of people.

Have you ever .

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done anything for him in return? You're seriously accusing me? You have a responsibility for immigration.

You're photographed with a people smuggler who owns an office stuffed with forged documents which link back.

How would a jury view that? Jury? In a worst-case scenario, that's where this could end up.

You really think I'm involved with those people dying? You never change, do you? Relationships, friendships, marriages .

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they all come second place to you and your principles.

I need to be certain that you have no connections to Ediz Kilic.

You know me.

You shouldn't need to ask.

Please, Faruk - Explain something to me.

How can I prove something that hasn't happened? How can I show you evidence of a non-connection? How? I've never hidden anything from you.

You really trust your own judgement that little? I have to be sure.

Help me be sure.

Would you get out of my office, please? Out.

George, I've known Faruk since university.

He's spent years working his way up.

I can't believe he'd be involved.

combing through phone numbers and I think I've got something on Kilic.

Go on.

I asked police to look for CCTV of Kilic arriving at the sports shop in Manor House.

Then I cross-referenced times and dates with the office phone.

And I've got him inside the building while there's a phone call made to a Freddie Wall.

And who's Freddie Wall? Suspected arsonist, on parole from Ashbridge.

He's just provided police with a statement that he advised Kilic on how best to start a fire.

Even down to padlocking the doors.

Apparently, Kilic was so concerned these people would go to the police, he wanted to prevent them from speaking out.

Right.

Bring him in.

Let's go and break the news gently to the DPP.

And I know exactly where we can find Kilic.

It's just like my local (!) Told you.

(That's him.

) I'm sorry, sir, the club room is only open to members.

I am a member.

James Steel.

I do apologise, sir, but you'll be aware of our rules governing .

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blacks? .

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girls.

I think you mean women.

We need two minutes with Mr Kilic.

Your members will understand.

Whoever you are, you've got a lot of nerve.

I'm James Steel, senior Crown prosecutor.

This is Crown prosecutor Alesha Phillips.

Make an appointment through my office.

Out of respect, sir, I am making it look like I'm begging.

But you have to leave with us.

If you don't, the police are waiting outside.

So which do you prefer .

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sir? Mr Kilic has never stepped foot into that building that was att*cked and he has no connection with the Manor House sports shop.

Tell me how we fix this, Mr Steel.

Well, let's start with your connection to Nazim Kasaba.

I don't know anyone by that name.

Nazim knows you.

He's pleading guilty to 17 charges of m*rder.

And he's also signed a statement saying that you paid him to burn down the social club.

We also have another witness - Freddie Wall - who claims he advised you on the best way to set a fire.

Mr Wall is a seven-times convicted arsonist and a notorious liar.

Please tell me that this isn't really what you call a case.

You engaged Nazim Kasaba to burn down that building and you told him how to do it.

You wanted to send a warning to illegal immigrants who were challenging you for their papers.

Total fantasy.

Well, here's the reality.

You're looking at 17 charges of conspiracy to m*rder.

Kasaba is a liar.

James, tell me why you're victimising Mr Kilic.

I visited that club.

I saw the marks on the bricks where people tried to claw their way out.

I smelled the b*rned flesh.

Then I went down to the mortuary to see the bodies.

This is all a mistake.

So how do we put it right? By a confession from the guilty.

These were my people.

Do you think I would do this to them? Do you know their names, Mr Kilic? "Your people" who d*ed? Did you go to any of the burials? Have you spoken to the relatives or- OK, James, that's enough.

Your trouble is you're a zealot.

Yes, I never quite mastered the wipe-clean conscience.

The evidence of two arsonists, one of whom is an illegal immigrant, against the word of a respected London businessman with a history of philanthropy and community activity.

I know who the jury will believe.

She's right.

If it comes down to Kilic's word against Kasaba's, then you're in trouble.

Kilic's barrister will fill that court with stories about donations to charity and gifts to little children.

I'm going through everything we have on Kilic.

It's people, that's who you need to find, not technical detail, but real flesh and blood human beings who will get into court and expose Kilic for the pond life that he is.

We've talked to everyone already.

I don't know where we find them.

You'll need to think about having an arrangement with Kilic.

I have to look the relatives in the eye.

PHONE RINGS I'm not deserting this till we deliver justice for the dead.

I couldn't agree more, but I don't see how you're gonna do that.

Castle.

You have a visitor.

I went back through my department's records.

Three years ago, before I was managing, one of our employees was dismissed for stealing office property.

What sort of property? "Indefinite leave to remain" stamps for the inside of passports.

I pulled out his personnel file, and his referee for his original job application was Ediz Kilic.

Gerald Lindon.

The details are all in there.

This is fantastic, Faruk.

It's just what we've been looking for.

Thank you.

He's not Turkish.

Non-Turks can be corrupt as well.

I wasn't suggesting anything.

I have a duty to investigate this case - I've had just about enough about your duty.

I'm under internal investigation.

What do you mean? You know how it goes.

"No smoke without fire".

A visit from the CPS doesn't go down well with my bosses.

I'm so sorry.

But you're not, are you? You're not sorry, not really.

If it comes down to me or a case you're building, I'll always come second.

Kilic had 17 people burnt to death.

I have to look at this case from every angle - I know.

I know.

I just never thought I would come second for some reason.

How arrogant am I? No wonder your wife left you.

Let me get George to talk to your boss, smooth it out.

No.

The best thing is you and I stay away from each other.

I don't wanna be your collateral damage again.

Please, Faruk - Don't call me any more, James.

My wife once told me I was too pious for my own good, just before she threw a plate of toast at me.

You didn't do anything wrong.

I was so intent on not giving Faruk favourable treatment, I went too far the other way.

It's a beautiful thing, hindsight.

And totally useless.

Nobody else understands.

If we're not completely impartial, we're not doing our jobs.

Does it ever annoy your boyfriend? That kind of thinking? What boyfriend? I thought - James, really, that ended four months ago.

Oh.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

I am officially rubbish.

Mm-hm.

Faruk will come round.

I don't think he will.

And I don't know how I could've done things differently.

Well, we can't let his information go to waste.

I'll go and talk to this Gerald Lindon.

It's our last hope.

That was three years ago.

I've not had a decent job since.

How did Ediz Kilic come to be your referee? He was the uncle of a mate of mine from school.

I used to run errands for him for a while.

It was him who suggested I apply for the immigration job.

And, once you got it, he asked you to steal for him? He offered me 10 grand to get some passport stamps and some headed stationery.

You didn't ask what he wanted them for? He's not a man you ask.

He's the man who tells you.

When did you last see Kilic? About eight weeks ago.

He knew I was having a bit of a rough patch so he bought my old car from me for more than it was worth.

Piece of junk, really.

Why would he do that? Said he could always use the parts.

So Mr Kilic is a regular customer? Yeah, one of our best.

He's got a couple of nice Beemers that we look after for him.

Couldn't do much with this one he dumped on us though.

We took it in cos he's a good customer.

It's a waste of storage.

God knows when it was last running.

It's got parts missing.

I mean, you can't even put wiper fluid in it, cos the t*nk's been ripped out.

GEORGE CASTLE: The smoking g*n.

Or rather the smoking wiper.

Now, this is great work.

You just built the case for us.

Forensics reckon the plastic used in the fluid t*nk on that model matches the plastic taken from the fire scene and Nazim Kasaba's leg.

Why would Kilic be so stupid as to do this himself? Never underestimate the arrogance of the truly powerful.

Gerald Lindon said that Kilic was paranoid about people whistle blowing.

He never trusted anyone to do his work for him.

He was right to be paranoid.

The one person he trusted was Nazim Kasaba who sold him out.

At least we've got Kasaba's guilty pleas.

Even with the case against him, I don't suppose Kilic will do the same.

It's all because of this.

The passport stamp stolen from UK arrivals.

The date had expired.

That's why Kilic couldn't supply the papers any more.

But he kept taking money and smuggling people into the country.

And, when they threatened to expose him, he had them burnt.

Incinerated them to protect his public reputation.

It's a shame Faruk isn't here to see Kilic in the dock.

I think he prefers to be where I'm not.

Sorry, James.

It's not about me.

It's about the 17 people who d*ed.

Kilic committed an atrocity.

He has to be held responsible.

Mr Kilic, how do you explain the evidence before the court from survivors of the fire who claimed that you helped them come to this country illegally? These are lies.

Someone is trying to frame me.

And what about evidence from relatives of the dead who say the same thing? Lies.

And evidence from Nazim Kasaba that you commissioned him to set the fire? Are all these people lying, Mr Kilic? Any businessman makes enemies who want to see him brought down.

Look at my record.

My achievements.

I only ever served my community.

You consider people smuggling at £5,000 per person a service to the community? I only wanted to help them make better lives for themselves.

You betrayed those who trusted you, didn't you? No.

You smuggled people into this country out of greed, then you had them b*rned alive when they begged you for documents.

No.

You were so incensed that these people might go to the police that you told Nazim Kasaba to - and I quote - "Make them stop talking".

No.

I'm a man of honour.

A man of principle.

I don't expect someone like you to understand.

Mr Kilic, as a man of honour, how do you explain the fact that your prints and DNA were found where the wiper fluid t*nk should have been? On count one, the m*rder of Arun Ozkan, do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty? Guilty! Count two, the m*rder of Bekir Murat.

Do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty? Guilty.

Count three, Atilla Erdal? Guilty.

Orac Sunalp? Guilty.

Erkan Talu? Guilty.

Asil Tural? Guilty.

Nazan Ergun? Guilty.

Alkan Aybar? Guilty.