Armed police! Come to the door! You'll come to no harm.
GUNSHOT Shots fired.
Crime never sleeps...
Oi!
...but neither do the cops.
Battling on the front line...
...are Nottinghamshire's finest.
SIREN WAILS
Highly trained pursuit drivers...
Oh, he's made contact. Oh, God.
Vehicle failing to stop.
...specialists in entry...
Police!
...and search. There's your firearm.
Rapid response firearms officers...
Do not move.
...and the crime stopping force... Get him off me. Get him off me.
...of the dog unit.
Wherever the battle takes them...
Oi! Calm...
...they'll never back down. Calm down!
Because cometh the hour...
Get down on the floor.
...cometh the interceptors.
It's a good day at the office.
Coming UP---
People with machetes fighting, is what I've been told.
...when they pull a knife...
Passenger. Look at me, do exactly as I say.
Walk towards me.
...we pull a gun... Who's got a knife in here?
...the hunt for one of Notts' most wanted...
Stop there. Stand still. Stand still.
Now put your hands on the railing. Stay there! Put your hands on the railing now! Put your hands...
...and the sweet sound of the interceptors' dawn chorus.
Police! Police! Stay where you are!
Police!
Occasionally interceptors enjoy an uneventful shift...
...but not today.
RADIO:
Yeah, let's have it.
Duty police officer has had a sighting of a chap,
wanted male, who's wanted for some quite serious offences.
So just despatching us all to the area.
He's linked to quite a few serious, serious assaults, I think
he's wanted times three of causing grievous bodily harm.
Rob and Spence aren't the only ones on the hunt.
Interceptors are out in force, looking for the notorious suspect.
Yeah, received.
Area search. Yes, yes.
AH, what was the clothing description, please?
But the trail's gone cold.
LNH from Oscar Foxtrot 5-8.
And suddenly... PHONE LINE RINGS
OPERATOR: Police emergency.
...it's all change.
Hiya, I'm on Felder's Close in Clifton, there's something going on
outside. They're bricking windows, they've got knives and everything.
They've got knives? Yeah, there's someone with a big knife,
they've got a sword, I think it's a machete.
Someone's just bricked some windows and now they're chasing him in the car.
Oh, OK. Quite, quite scary.
So people with knives and swords and the windows going in.
All four cars and Oscar Deltas,
can you start travelling that way, please?
It's a nailed on firearms job...
Need...need to swap drivers.
...and as Operational Firearms Commander, Lee will call
the shots from the passenger seat
while Paul gets to grips with his driving set-up...
Oh, my God, how am I supposed to drive this?!
...really fast.
OFC on this channel.
Operational commander is in place.
Can I just ask someone point to point the dogs,
and ask them to come onto this channel, please?
RADIO: Yeah, no worries.
Dog handler Jen Ellse is en route...
2-2 state six in the area, please.
Please give us an updated description. Thank you.
...as are fellow firearms cops,
including Lisa Desantis and Lewis Marshall.
Yeah, we're just Wollaton, coming in via the ring road.
And the OC arrives on scene to find his team armed and in position.
You all right? Mm.
But there's no sign of men with machetes.
Intel describes three men, one with a machete.
Two of them fled in a Ford C-Max.
Lee, it's that. State zero, state zero, everyone down here, please.
Grey C-Max, one o'clock.
One of you get in your car.
Stay there. I'm going to get the car.
Right, just keep your hands where we can see them.
Right, keep your hands where we can see them.
Two occupants are in the crosshairs of multiple assault rifles.
Him on the right who had the knife.
Right, keep your hands where we can see them.
We've had somebody's been said as having a knife here, right?
Right. Come round the front of the car.
Look at me. Do exactly as I say.
Yes? Who's got a knife in here?
Has one of you two got a knife?
Listen to me. Get to your knees.
Now.
Face down.
Faced with this firepower,
the man who allegedly had the machete takes the sensible option.
Just stand by, we're just securing these two males
and making sure that the car's clear.
Suspect secure, Paul and Lee check the Ford
and find not one blade but two.
Yeah, there's two, there's a knife and a machete.
And a baseball bat.
It even says "bat" on it.
Just in case you're in any doubt.
It's a bit unclear what everyone's roles are at the minute.
The occupants claim that they were the victims of an attack,
and the weapons were used to defend against a man with a sledgehammer.
They allege they've been a victim of something,
but obviously they've been wandering round the road brandishing knives.
Blades like these are never OK for self-defence...
Two have been arrested...
...for the possession of the weapons.
...but the man alleged to have attacked them is not someone to take lightly.
The report is that he's a named offender.
Looks like this may be the work of the interceptors' most wanted.
The report is that he's walked off and I've given them
a direction that he's walked off in.
Their notorious suspect is at large,
reportedly armed and intoxicated.
That he's either got a sledgehammer or a baseball bat of some
description that's caused the damage to that vehicle.
Right, keep your hands where we can see them.
The firearms squad has been called to a street battle between armed men.
Who's got a knife in here?
Two suspects have been arrested,
including a passenger alleged to have had a machete.
And that machete was under the passenger seat.
The men claim they were victims of an attack from the interceptors' most wanted.
And the report is that he's either got a sledgehammer or a baseball bat
of some description that's caused the damage to that vehicle.
The race is on to find him.
So at the moment, three cars and the dogs are out looking for him.
Armed response vehicles and dog units comb the area.
They've been after this man for months.
He's known for...violence and stuff, exactly this sort of thing.
But, time after time, he slips the net.
He'll be laying low, won't he? Yeah.
This morning...
No.
...is no exception.
It's mid-afternoon.
It's a bit warm. It is.
No sooner than Rob and Ian leave the nick,
they're blue lighting it to chaos in Clifton.
We've had a report
that one of our usual suspects for
vehicle theft and burglary and various other things appears to be
going on a bit of a drug-fuelled rampage at the moment.
It's the man they've been after all day.
We do really need to try and catch him
before he commits a load more offences.
The suspect's been spotted in a white van,
which brings its own challenges.
We've had several quite high speed pursuits with him.
He's not averse to taking quite big risks.
Really like to try and catch him on foot if we can.
They approach the area of the last sighting.
That's the van.
It's parked up unattended.
Just going to try and get... just got to spin round, having a look,
try and get a door number.
They're relying on their suspect drawing attention to himself.
What tends to happen is
it's probably not very long before he commits another crime.
Stand by.
But the search stops...
PHONE LINE RINGS
OPERATOR: Police emergency, what's the emergency?
...for a 999 from a pub a mile away.
CALLER:
It's their wanted man.
Oh, here we go, he's at the Crusader pub.
Zulu five towards.
He's kicking off at the Crusader...
...reportedly terrorising staff and customers.
Literally the roundabout at the end of here, mate.
OPERATOR:
It's a one-minute drive - for mortals...
Zulu five, can we just confirm the offences from the originaljob?
...Rob does it in 30 seconds flat.
But they may be too late, again.
There he is. There he is.
Stop there! Stand still. Stand still.
Right, put your hands on that railing now.
Put your hands on the railing.
Tasers drawn... Put your hands on the railing now!
Put your hands on the railing, put your hands on the railing.
Get your hands on the railing. Do as you're told.
...he's keeping a hand free for his ciggy...
Hands behind your back.
Get your hands behind your back.
...but complies at last...
Telling you to do as you're told.
...and he's nicked.
Just get him out of the way. Do you want to do the honours?
Get him out of the way and then get all this cleared up. Mate, you're being arrested,
we'll tell you what for in a minute. We'll tell you in a minute.
The suspect protests his innocence.
Well, you... Do you want us to nick him so you can stay out?
You can do mate, yeah, are you going to take him down in this?
You happy?
You're alleged to have caused quite a bit of criminal damage earlier on today.
Yeah, and then I think there's some suggestion you've
been in possession of offensive weapons as well.
Let's go.
As you wish.
Oh, well, result in the end. Got him. We've got him.
We are very happy to have got him out of the way.
Once he's high on drugs and, you, know he's had a drink,
he just won't stop, he'll be causing problems all over Clifton.
The reports we got going off from the pub,
it's exactly what he's gone and done again.
Come in here, thinks he can jump over the bar and do what he wants,
intimidates and frightens the landlady, and then some brave member
of the public in the pub has tried to stop him from doing that,
drag him back over the bar,
at which he's threatened to slash a throat.
Just goes to show just how dangerous he is, so I am exceptionally
happy that this person is off the streets. Cracking result.
The driver of the car with two blades was found not guilty
of any offence...
...while the passenger was convicted for possession of
a knife, machete and a baseball bat.
He got a four-month suspended sentence.
The notorious suspect, arrested outside the pub, was convicted for
criminal damage, possession of Class A drugs and threatening behaviour.
He received 20 weeks at Her Majesty's Pleasure.
We're going to take you for a search under the Misuse of Drugs Act, all right?
Nicking drug dealers is about being in the right place
at the right time... Right, you're under arrest, mate,
in connection to supplying a controlled drug, do you understand?
...so it pays to know where they operate.
There's a woman on the bike waiting...
...with a phone out, maybe waiting to score, we just don't know.
We're trying to keep tabs on her.
Gav Hall and Dan Mottishaw have spotted a suspicious cyclist
in a known drugs hot spot.
Yeah, can do.
Dan sneaks closer to keep eyes on the suspect...
...while Gav calls for backup from the next street.
If it's possible, we can have one unit BLEEP Road,
and then one unit to go a bit further down.
An Audi's pulled up and the cyclist has jumped inside.
10-4.
Mate, l'lljust have to get behind it, then.
If everyone's in agreement, I'll just shut it off.
They need to cut off the Audi's escape route.
She's in the car.
She's just getting out of the car now.
On the quick, please, everybody.
The user's walking away, the car's about to move off.
It smells like a drug deal.
She's scored. Somebody grab her, somebody straight to the car.
Wait there. Dan's in two minds...
We've got her. Dan, you stay in front of the car, stay in front of the car.
...but Gav takes charge, marshalling the cavalry.
SIREN WAILS
Right, let's get her secured and let's get him secured.
Hey, mate, you all right? Pass me your hands for me,
show me your hands. Show me your hands, OK?
He has a wedge of cash in his hands.
She's just going to have scored. He's got cash in his hand, mate. All right?
Right, jump out of the car for me. We're strip searching, mate.
Jump out of the car, jump out of the car.
He's barely had time to think... All right.
But Gav spells it out.
You're going to be detained for a search and a strip search.
We suspect that you've just supplied controlled drugs to that female.
Be detained for a search, you'll get a copy of the search record.
I'm PC Gav Hall, St Anne's Police Station, understand what's going on?
You got anything you shouldn't have, mate? Nothing at all?
Just that? He's offered up two phones.
Two phones on him, burner and normal.
This is a drug dealing hot spot, that female there we suspect
is a Class A drug user, she's been waiting on a street corner.
This car's pulled up, she's got in the car,
she's only been in it for probably less than a minute, got out,
he's got cash in his hand, two phones,
we suspect he's probably supplied her with some controlled drugs.
Right, pop over to here for me, mate, you all right?
Suspected maybe there's been a drug deal take place,
that's why you've been detained for the moment. just here.
What was all that about with her, then?
Do you? Oh, right OK.
Right, so we're going to search you, mate, nothing on you?
They're not tight, mate,
you can still move your hands. I can get loads of fingers in there, they're not tight at all. Right.
OK.
Got to make sure you don't get away.
L spy an iffy bag.
Don't try and grab me.
Dan's done 11 years on the force, nicked dozens of dealers,
and knows something dodgy when he sees it.
Where was that? His pocket. His pocket.
Wraps of powder.
What is it, Class A? Just step back a minute for me.
The suspect dealer's getting irate.
Just stay there, mate.
Mate, stand where you are, don't start moving around.
Don't start, do not start.
Don't start trying pushing me.
You're under arrest on suspicion of possessing Class A drugs with intent to supply.
You don't have to say anything, but it may harm your defence
if you don't mention when questioned something you rely on in court.
Anything you say may be given in evidence. The reason for your arrest
is so we can conduct a prompt and effective investigation, all right?
PWITS, she can come in for a possession
and we'll take the phone as well.
The woman on the bike is also getting nicked.
They're sitting there. just one second.
He's got some heroin on him, enough to suggest he's supplying it,
so definitely what's happened, it's a drug deal.
He's probably handed her a wrap
and it's probably in her underwear right now.
We'll find it, if it's there.
Back at St Anne's nick, they review the evidence found on the suspect.
This was the cash that he was holding in his hands, which is
probably the...well, I'd say it's definitely the cash that he's
just took off the female in the car, and given her some drugs,
because I guarantee that she's going to have some drugs on her when they get to custody.
And this is the cash that was already in his pocket.
Then there are the multiple wraps of heroin.
These are 20 quid each,
she's probably just bought two big...look at them.
The woman on the bike is under investigation for possession with
intent to supply after suspected Class As were found on her.
The suspected dealer, nicked with a fistful of dollars, is under
investigation for possession with intent to supply Class As,
plus possession of Class Bs, following a search of his home address,
and drug driving, after testing positive for cocaine at the nick.
Still to come...
Police! Police! Show me your hands!
...the spoils of a dawn raid...
A quantity of white powder, probably cocaine.
Got males masked up on a motorbike.
...the terrors of a graveyard shift.
Get on the ground now!
Get on the ground!
...and a sting in the night.
Cops have many ways to stop a menace on the road.
There's the TPAC...
Box on, box off.
...stinger...
...or tactical contact.
But motorbikes pose a unique problem.
Turn it off.
They're nippy... Turn it off, mate!
Vehicle's still failing to stop, currently medium risk,
and we are right, right, right.
...risky to pursue...
He's wearing full protective gear and a helmet.
...and they often travel in packs.
Because motorcycles and quads are a lot more manoeuvrable,
they're a lot more difficult for us to, in theory, get hold of.
They'll congregate more
and be in slightly less fear of what the Old Bill can do.
But, to bust a myth, to say we can't use our stingers to get
a result by deflating the tyres of quads
and motorcycles is a myth, we do have that tactic available to us.
I'll still have a go at them.
It's Halloween and though werewolves are thin in the ground,
something's haunting the streets of Nottinghamshire.
We've just had a few reports, a large group of, like,
off-road motorbikes and quad bikes, thrashing it round all the streets
in a massive group, weaving in and out of all the traffic,
not sticking to any of the rules, so they're not stopping for red lights.
And there's no shortage of them.
30 to 40, I think was chucked around at one point.
There is a lot of them.
God they're getting about, aren't they?
The pack of marauding motorbikes has split into smaller groups
that are now terrorising the town.
So they're heading towards Colwick Loop Road, aren't they?
Possibly back towards the city.
En route to the centre, there's a sighting.
Zulu two, we've got three motorcycles,
to the nearside pavements, through red lights,
like not in a position to follow towards the ice arena.
Zulu two, we're just off Manver Street,
we'll try and find somewhere suitable.
Stinging is all about stealth.
They need the perfect spot to lie in wait.
Behind the bus? Might go behind the bus.
And they think they've found it.
Can I put the marked car in here? Yeah.
RADIO:
Can put a marked car in there, look.
From Zulu two, we're just trying to set up a stinger site,
we can get some hard cover from within the walls of the bus station
or even the buses themselves that are static.
Armed with a suitcase full of spikes, Paul heads for
Manver Street, while rogue bikers continue giving cops the run around.
Take out the tyres of one bike, and you send a message to the rest -
get out of Dodge.
RADIO: Off to the side of the junction's roundabout.
They're heading this way.
Stinging a car is tough enough, but bikes swerve much faster.
Paul's timing must be bang-on.
Are we happy these are good for a sting so I can get 'em?
Yes, yes. It's a go, and here they come.
MOTORCYCLES DRONE
Boom.
Direct hit.
One of the four bikes is stopped by the spikes.
Paul stops another.
Off the bike now.
Come here.
As the cavalry rolls in, he faces down the stung suspect.
Calm down, calm down. I've stung your bike.
Because we're having loads of reports of everyone charging round with bikes.
You might be legal. Right.
If normal is antisocial driving alongside three other bikes.
Before you start with your excuses,
I was offside to offside with you, at the roundabout back there...
...where you sped off racing the quad, so don't come with your crap.
Bullshit, then, isn't it, if you've been seen?
NH Oscar Foxtrot 02.
The other rider also denies having anything to do with the four bikes.
It was just coincidence they were right in front of him.
What I suggest you do is ring your mates and tell them to
get out of town cos we're just going to keep doing this all night.
Hey, you're absolutely full of crap.
We've just been following you, all right?
Cut it, cut it! It's boring.
You've pulled over cos you've seen me get him, that's why you've pulled oven
But why are you riding with them, then?
Mate, I'm not an idiot, don't treat me like one. You ride around in
a group of idiots in town on quads and motorbikes going through
red lights and being antisocial,
this is what's going to happen, end of chat.
End of chat.
Chat ended.
Paul delivers tonight's message to the stung youngster.
Mate, if you know anyone else who's out, ring 'em and tell 'em
to go home cos we're going to be doing this all night, all right?
Well, you've been in a group, haven't you?
I'm not saying you do know them. He says not.
And just tagged on? Right.
Right. So he's lying, is he, that he's seen you racing?
OK, well, like I say,
if you know 'em, tell 'em.
He's now looking for help with his tyre.
Say again?
Have I got a pair of pliers? Not on me, mate, no. Why?
I don't carry pliers,
I carry guns and bullets. LAUGHTER
What do you want pliers for?
But he's going the wrong way to get the cops onside.
ENGINE REVS just knock it off for a bit while I do this, so you can hear me.
RADIO DRONES
Eh? Why, does it not turn off?
There you go, turned off. No.
But he's got one of these. You're going to be issued
with what's called a Section 59 for antisocial...
The manner of driving, it's been described to me like that.
A Section 59 lasts for one year.
One more within 12 months and his bike will be seized.
It's issued to you and your bike... RADIO: No, he's not wanted
at the minute, marked for weapons, carrying knives.
...and if the bike's caught in similar circumstances, or circumstances, or you are,
which we think is under a similar manner again, the vehicle you're in at the time will be seized,
or if somebody else is riding your bike, it'll be seized, all right?
He's not taking it quietly.
Good one.
A plum, is he? He's a bald plum?
Plums with a book of Section 59s.
Winner.
Yeah? Big lad, aren't you?
Yeah?
Jim's an Operational Firearms Commander who was
commended for bravery after fighting off a man with a loaded gun.
He's not about to be ruffled by Professor Plum.
HE LAUGHS Oh, well, it'll get you
out of the city, won't it, get you out of my hair?
And you ain't got no air.
Don't let your bike block the road or anything.
Well, he was an absolute beaut.
"You plum." "You plum."
Professor Plum limped home on his stung tyre.
His Section 59 means he must be on his best behaviour for 12 months
if he wants to keep his bike...
...while this sent a message to other bikers that cops won't
tolerate antisocial driving...
...the clearest statement from "Sting" and the "Police"
since Message In A Bottle.
I did make the mistake of using the phrase,
"lf it gets you out of my hair," of which I haven't got any, so...
Yeah. ..l'll give him that. You opened yourself to that. Yeah.
It's Monday morning...just.
RADIO:
While Worksop sleeps, Rob and Spence hunt a stolen car.
Their unmarked X5 is the only thing on the road...
What the hell?
...but not the pavement.
0h, my God. Ey up.
Bold as brass, one bike with three berks in balaclavas.
Got males masked up on a motorbike, Turner Rd, Worksop.
Boot it, Rob!
SIREN BLARES
Where have they gone? Look left.
Lights out and dressed in black, they'll take some finding...
There they are.
...but the interceptors have been eating their carrots.
No VRM, it's Gateford Rd.
Still going.
Not for long - they're rapidly running out of pavement.
HE GRUNTS
They're off. Come on, get them, get them, get them, get them!
Leaving the driver to Rob...
HE GRUNTS, SIREN BLARES
...Spence is after the pillion. They're on foot, they're on foot.
HE GRUNTS
The lad has a head-start and isn't carrying ten kilos of kit...
...which doesn't play well with fences.
The suspect's got the drop on Spence...
Still, there's a light come on over there again.
...but an intruder light may hold a clue.
HE BREATH ES HEAVI LY
The interceptor is putting in the hard yards...
...but he's lost him,
and Spence isn't the only one chasing shadows.
Half a mile away,
Rob's lost the driver.
Spence, have you got any?
No, mate.
No, mate, Spence was thwarted by five feet of fence.
I was hoping I could have just ripped that fence down.
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
Going to check out some more gardens.
HE BREATH ES HEAVI LY
Yeah, cos he came... That's where he came over, isn't it, there?
If anyone WAS here, they're not any more.
SIREN BLARES
Rob's also had no joy...
...and tries one last blind alley.
Mate, get on the ground now!
Get on the ground! Do you understand?
Get your hands behind your back!
Suspected driver nicked.
I've got 135.
Rob's got someone detained.
You got owt on you?
Where is it?
Which pocket? In here? All right.
As Rob leads the suspect back,
there's news from a few streets away.
In the last 15 minutes or so,
somebody's reported that two youths have been seen
on a black moped breaking into their car before being made to make off.
The road, Carter Rd, is only a short distance from here,
so potentially they're looking out to do some vehicles over
this evening and we've kind of scuppered their plans.
With the lad handed over to District...
It's 135 and off to custody. ..they check out the trash.
Can we arrange recovery for this scooter, please?
I couldn't tell you what make or model it is, it's completely
stripped, it's held together with rope and tape.
Lovely, thank you.
It's a right heap of shit, isn't it?
Not the greatest getaway vehicle.
Look at the state of it. Not up to it.
It's probably 50cc at best.
Compared to a three-litre X5...
...don't think it's going to win.
The ropey scooter ridden by the balaclava boys was recovered.
The lad found in the garden was given a cannabis warning.
He was not linked to the scooter,
nor to the reported car break-in that happened nearby.
When interceptors come calling, they do it in numerous ways.
SHE KNOCKS
There's the polite knock...
...the big gun hello...
Armed police! Come to the door!
You'll come to no harm. Go!
...and the sneaky surprise visits.
They let themselves in.
Police! Police officers!
So am I the flat or the house? Errn, house.
This is superb. It's Wednesday morning
and, after a brief breakfast briefing, the team is
preparing to visit a man allegedly involved with the supply of drugs.
Probably start on the individuals.
So we meet Rossy there, and then from there, we'll go...
Yeah, no worries. Are you going to be happy with that?
We done a similar thing with... We need to get some waterproofs on.
Raids are like bacon baps - a bit tasty and best served early doors.
Erm, yeah.
And speaking of doors, entry specialist Dave has
done his homework on the one belonging to today's suspect.
It's a composite door which is a really solid, difficult to get into
door, where normally the enforcer, he's struggled to get through with
that, so we've got some other kit, we've got some tools, some saws.
In this game, it pays to come prepared...
...and the team approach the property
with more tools than Bob the Builder.
The flat's just around the corner and a swift entrance is vital.
Smokin'.
Once the big orange saw has done its work,
it's all down to the big red key.
A tough nut to crack, but not tough enough.
Police! Stay where you are! Police!
It's an upstairs flat and they pile up the narrow staircase to
catch the suspect before he has time to think.
We've got here a warrant to search this address, OK?
Is there anything in your flat that shouldn't be here or that you
won't want us to find? No?
He was a bit surprised that we caught him in bed, which is
sort of the idea about coming early morning.
It's not long before the search team turn up a bit of weed,
but it's less than they were expecting.
One of you do us a favour,
just have a look under here when I lift it?
No stone is left unturned, and more greenery gradually emerges...
...despite attempts to mask its smell.
The surprised suspect is off to the nick for questioning.
Found quite a decent amount of cannabis, we've got
here a quantity of white powder,
a knuckle duster, could be quite nasty
if you were to be whacked in the face with one of them.
We've seized some mobile phones as well which will be looked into
to see if there's any evidence on those to support the fact that we
think he's supplying drugs as well. All round, a successfuljob.
The suspect who Dave and co had for breakfast is under
investigation for possession of Class A and Class B drugs.
No action was taken regarding allegations of dealing
but raids like these send a message to the wider community.
Still to come... Do you have insurance for this vehicle?
...computer says "nicked".
No.
Breaks on the road are few and far between,
but Phil and Paul have just polished off some muffins.
Just keep hold of this.
But before Phil can sip his hard-earned coffee... A hot crotch.
...this Merc triggers his Spidey sense.
They tail it onto the main road.
Just remember I've got hot coffee here.
There's four people in it, he's all over t'road, swapping lanes.
We'll go for a stop down here.
Better not fail to stop, coffee's in my hand.
SIREN BLARES
Blues and twos have the desired effect
and Phil's precious coffee survives. SIREN BLARES, HORN BEEPS
Hi, driver, are you all right? You got your driving licence on you?
He has a licence, but it wasn't minted at DVLA Swansea.
Albania? just pull that, take that out for us, thank you.
Hello, chaps. just take your key out for us, just come out.
Put your handbrake on.
Don't want that rolling away. Engfish?
A little bit? Right. Your driving licence.
What country?
Albanian?
Have you ever had a British one? Yeah. No, OK.
Are you insured? Insurance?
It's slow going. He's not named on the insurance, no. No.
How long have you been in the UK?
One year? Say Albanian? Cool.
Google Translate to the rescue.
Do you have insurance for this vehicle?
PHONE BEEPS
No? OK.
Oh, dear. Also, as he's been here longer than a year,
his Albanian driving licence isn't valid,
and Paul suspects he shouldn't be here at all.
Have you got your ID card on you?
Or passport? Can I see it, please?
I'm going to ring Immigration.
CooL
# lmmigration's what you need. #
So, while Phil weathers the rain...
Oscar Tango 82 NH.
...Paul keeps dry and calls Immigration.
RADIO:
Does it say when he came in at all?
RADIO: No, there's no trace of him at all. Oh, right, OK.
Have you got your ID? Cool. Thank you.
In fact, we've got four Albanians in the car, it turns out.
We need to hurry up, otherwise this coffee is going to be cold.
Cheers. just one sec, I'll get my colleague to ask.
Phil? Yeah. Are they working, do you know?
Erm, bear with me a second.
He's just going to go and ask.
OK. Are you working?
What do you do?
Oh, right, OK.
Yes, they work for a friend as painters and decorators,
and paid 80 quid. All right, he's a painter and decorator.
Right. Thanks, mate.
Sorry, I'm sat in the car, my colleague's elsewhere.
Phil? Yeah? HE CHUCKLES
Yeah, he's doing the running.
Has he got any family in this country?
PHIL CHUCKLES Hold on a minute.
PAUL LAUGHS
Do you have any family in this country? No?
Sorry, my mate's outside checking the car with the driver,
and it's raining, so I'm sat nice and warm in the car.
With the help of this rain-drenched runner... OK.
...Paul establishes the stone-cold truth.
Phil, do you want the bad news?
What's that? Hold on a minute.
Mind you don't get wet, Paul.
They're saying he's here illegally,
so he can be detained, so we're just going to check the other three.
Just the driver or all of them?
Well, we can check the rest in a minute. Marvellous.
Running the passengers through,
it looks like they, too, may be here illegally.
Is it all four? All four.
And while they wait for a van,
it falls to Phil to distract them...
...in the rain.
What's t'weather like over there? Raining or sunny?
Rain, like it's doing now, weather.
Yeah. Dull, miserable?
Cavalry on scene, Paul finally gets his feet wet...
just undo your seat belt.
...to escort the Albanian quartet to the van. Take a seat.
OK, I want you to listen to what I've got to say.
How good's your English? Oh, dear. Not very good? No.
OK, I'll use Google Translate, then.
I wonder what they call deja vu in Albania.
This is a police caution.
What? Oh, sorry.
HE LAUGHS Romanian.
Albanian, let me change it.
While Paul, and Google, grapple with the charges,
there's another problem for the driver.
Pass me the cannabis. Whose is that?
It's yours? Right.
Which is bad news in any language.
The Albanian four are off to custody
and Phil finally gets back to his coffee.
That's already cold.
RADIO:
I'm glad I put my fleece on now.
The Merc driver had his car seized and was reported for driving
without insurance, without a licence and with defective tyres.
He also got a cannabis warning
and was released along with his passengers to immigration officers.
Phil's cold beverage was destroyed.
£3.50, that coffee and I had two sips of it,
but at least I managed to eat my muffin.
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