Armed police! Come to the door.
You'll come to no harm.
GUNSHOT Shots fired.
Crime never sleeps.
Oi!
But neither...
...do the cops.
Police with a dog!
Battling on the front line...
He's in the back garden.
...are Nottinghamshire's finest.
Highly-trained pursuit drivers...
Contact! Oh, God.
Vehicle failing to stop.
...specialists in entry...
Police!
...and search.
Rapid-response firearms officers...
Do not move! Police with a dog! Get down on the floor!
...and the crime-stopping force.
...of the dog unit.
Stop struggling!
Wherever the battle takes them...
...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---
...a copper comes a cropper.
Look at that.
Check out the wheels. Good, innit?
A hot spot from the chopper.
And who needs the big, red key when you've got big, black boots?
It's Wednesday night.
And reports are coming in of a lad
taking his mum's car without consent.
Jim Carrington and Dan Machin are racing to intercept after
the car was spotted by another unit.
It's Duffy, it's the dog handler.
Three miles northwest, Duffy's all over the runaway,
who's doing 8O in a 30 and cutting to the wrong side of the road.
So, we've got a dog handler in pursuit of a stolen vehicle,
which is a red Peugeot 207.
It's generally in the, sort of, west Bridgford area, I think,
I'm just trying to get my head round it.
I'll get onto maps.
With Duffy safely tracking it,
the Peugeot's hammering down the wrong carriageway.
The dog man's flying solo.
He has his hands full staying safe
while guiding in cops from all over Notts.
It's onto Meadow Lane, so I'd go Lady Bay.
And, as the runaway takes the wrong side again...
...Duffy's radio is red hot.
2-3, just by the... Let him commentate.
The junction is clear and he's through.
Let him commentate.
But that commentary has reached an abrupt end.
Who's crashed? Who's crashed?
Duffy's crashed? Ohh!
Yeah.
Duffy's clipped a kerb avoiding the bad guy.
You OK?
It's a tense moment for the whole team.
But Duffy's safe and sound,
and the culprit's still at large.
General direction, went the wrong side of the roundabout.
Ooh, there's Duffy, there's the dog handler.
Zulu-Z, we are now Daleside Road outbound,
we've seen the dog handler.
Jim and Dan take up the search
with Lisa and Chalky in their rear view mirror.
Foxtrot-22, we're behind you.
Can we have the loop road cameras monitored, please,
and the retail park down at Netherfield?
Somebody just gone right quickly?
A potential sighting of the stolen car...
...comes to nothing.
He's just kerbed the car, hasn't he?
As a pursuit driverjim's had his fair share of mishaps on the road.
He knows Duffy will cop some banter for this.
But first things first, find the stolen Peugeot...
...with help from the heavens.
HELICOPTER OFFICER:
The chopper's in the hunt, and it's found a hot lead.
It's behind an industrial estate
which chimes with a sighting from a minute ago.
It's in here.
From Zulu-Z, we just had a member of the public saying it went into
Trent Lane near the Virgin building.
In fact, I think we may have it abandoned under the railway bridge
at the Trent Lane end.
Red Peugeot.
Yeah, confirmed, got the vehicle abandoned, bottom of Trent Lane,
so it goes through into Sneinton or up onto the bridge,
the railway line.
The driver's long gone,
but they've no plans to let him escape.
Yeah, from Zulu-2, we'll hold within our police vehicle out the vehicle,
wait for the dog handler to join us.
RADIO: Yes, yes.
Duffy's dog van might be out of action, but Duffy isn't.
Dog handler's joined us, obviously cos he's crashed his car,
bless him, so the response cops have picked him up.
And bad news for the fleeing driver,
they've picked up police dog Reno, too.
RENO BARKS
This pair have unfinished business with the runaway...
...and Reno's caught a scent.
He leads Duffy over the railway bridge towards residential streets,
where a concerned local confirms they're on the right track.
She disturbed a man in her garden.
He fled in the direction of the suspect's home turf.
So, armed with Duffy's intel...
"Jim and Dan move to cut him off.
The intel links the lad in the car to just the other side of where
that car's abandoned, so through the fencing,
under the bridge, you come out in Sneinton which is just down here.
Yeah, that's where he'll be.
They reach the area at 10.30.
Gardens and alleys are as quiet as the grave.
Or, are they?
Interceptors are after a runaway driver who took
his mum's car without consent.
Duffy's clipped the kerb and is out of the chase.
Duffy's crashed? Yeah.
Oh, no!
But the chopper's found the car...
Yeah, confirmed, got the vehicle abandoned.
...and potentially the driver.
As a white-hot figure scales a fence, cops move in nearby.
Caught by the thermal camera,
the suspect seems unsure which way to jump...
...before they slip into another garden.
The chopper guides the ground team.
And here they come.
From Zulu-Z, we're in the alleyways to the rear of Lindhurst,
we've got access.
NPAS, can you see officers moving and direct us? Four cops.
The suspect's in the next garden.
Stay there.
All that stands between them is a fence.
Police officer with a Taser!
Stay there! Move! Turn around! On the ground! On the ground.
Arms behind your back, do it now!
Do not move!
Got him in the rear garden. Stand by.
Do not move, do you understand me?
He's in cuffs, but is he the driver of the abandoned Peugeot?
What's your name?
No, it's not, it's Joshua.
Nice try.
Thought I'd ask you for argument's sake, but we know who you are.
And you're nicked, mate.
Mate, you're under arrest for failing to stop for police,
dangerous driving... and vehicle theft.
Do you understand what I'm telling you?
Good man. Stand up, then.
What you got in your pockets mate, anything interesting?
You're sweating a bit.
It's all that running from your stolen car.
Running with something very interesting in your pocket.
Is that a set of Peugeot keys?
NH is in possession of a set of Peugeot keys, we'll obviously go
and make sure that marries up.
If the keys fit the ditched car, then he's busted like an old fence.
I might have broke the fence.
You could say that, Jim - that move was straight out of The Sweeney.
Police officer with a Taser!
Stay there!
Yeah, I was going to try and climb over it, then I thought,
"l'lljust go through it instead."
Sweet.
Do you want to come back out, then, to a police vehicle and have a seat?
No? Yes? Well, it's "yes" anyway, so...
Just head for the Jim-shaped hole, fella.
Despite being caught with keys from a Peugeot in his pocket,
the suspect maintains his innocence.
Mate, we've got more than enough grounds to suspect you've been
involved in a pursuit, so...
Well, nobody else in the car mate, you've got the keys in your pocket,
so don't take me for a fool, I won't take you for one.
I won't take you for one, don't take me for one.
You're in possession of the keys.
This calls for a criminal take on Cinderella.
Shall I go and see if these keys fit?
I think they will. I think they will.
ALARM CHIRPS
What a shock!
It fits.
And they all lived happily ever after.
For dangerous driving and a string of other unrelated serious offences,
the runaway, collared by Kung Fu Jim, got a total of
seven years and six months behind bars, a five-year restraining order,
and a driving ban for five years and nine months.
Good, innit?
As for Duffy, curbing it contending with a dangerous driver...
Yeah.
...earns the classic fine for cops who come a cropper -
cakes all round.
Just so you know as well, I'm sure it's been mentioned, but the
cheesecake shop is literally about 200 metres down there on the right.
It's literally just there, isn't it, cheesecake shop?
I don't think you'll be able to drive there,
but you could walk there.
It's estimated that almost seven million people in the UK
8P8 FGQUIGF FUHHGFS.
Oi! He's running round, he's running, he's running!
Men...
Oi!
...women... Police!
Go! Catch her, catch her!
...even dogs.
But running's far easier...
Spence, have you got any? No, mate.
...in running gear.
Where's he gone?
He's not carrying half the kit that I am in, joggers and a, you know,
and a top, and so he's started to get away from me.
It's early evening, and the knife crime team's Dan Mottishaw and
Daniel Whitman are in an area tailor-made for bad guys
losing cops on foot.
It's just a complete rat run of alleyways round here,
so it's just so hard to try and get hold of people.
But on the other side of the estate,
fellow knife crime officer Gav Hall has got hold of someone.
RADIO:
A couple of the lads detained from a vehicle that's caught
other officers' interest,
and they've asked us to attend on the hurry-up.
Attending on the hurry-up is Dan's speciality.
More than likely, it's drug-related.
Here we are.
Gav has the driver and passenger in bracelets.
Goes in whatever, we stop him, he gets straight out of the car
and just paces off, almost thought he was going to run.
And with nowhere to run, the cuffed driver is searched.
You got owt down your pants? No, no, no.
Mate, if I take you in for a strip search and that...
No, on my mum's life though, on my mum's life.
No, listen to me, listen to me, before you say anything...
On my mum's life. Listen to me.
I can take you in for a strip search, and if I find. You can take me, honestly. OK. All right.
Over to you, Dan. No,no, no.
On my mum's life.
That's the fourth time he's sworn on his mum's life.
Let's hope for her sake that he's clean.
An initial search...
No, no, boss.
...turns up nothing.
But there's still the car in which they were stopped.
There's a burner phone in the door pocket.
Dan? Burner phone in the door pocket here.
Whose is this phone in the door pocket? ls that yours?
So there's a phone in your car that doesn't belong to either of you?
No, all right, show me it. No honestly it's not mine, no.
All right, OK.
The cops aren't convinced.
My mum's life, bro, my mum's life, swear to God.
The driver swears on Mum that he's clean
and never been in trouble with the law.
Dan however swears by the police national computer
which says otherwise.
No.
Not much.
After more than a decade in uniform, Dan's developed a fine BS detector.
I ain't got nowt to hide, I just want to go. Yeah, I just want to go.
Yeah, yeah, all right.
I didn't think that was nothing because I got arrested when I was drunk.
An assault.
He got out of the car, literally paced off in the middle
of the road, turned round, and he was literally about ready to run.
Changed his mind.
Looks like he's changed back.
The driver's legged it through a square of shops.
If he reaches the alleys it could be all over,
but Daniel's had his Weetabix,
and the Flash is wearing handcuffs.
Have a nice trip.
We've got him.
Right, mate, what you got down your pants,
tell me because we'll find it.
Just tell me.
Drugs? You're under arrest then, suspicion of possessing drugs.
Don't have to say anything but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
Got anything down there that could harm us? No.
Is it... What is it, just drugs?
Mm. What? Class A? B?
A-
A? All right.
We got this male, he's got Class A in his pants.
Stand up, buddy.
Stand up.
The Flash's sharp exit provided quite the workout.
Don't try anything stupid again.
And re-tracing their race from the car is a fair hike in itself.
Right, are you all right to get his cuffs off? Yes, mate.
Are you listening to me mate? Yeah, I'm quiet now. It's over.
Yeah, I know. Yeah? I know.
And when they reach their destination,
they won't make the same mistake twice.
Get him in the back of yours, Dan, is that all right?
The driver's heading straight for the back of Dan's Astra.
Got gear in his pants, mate.
Keep your eyes on him as well because he might have as well.
But he's not making it easy.
Chill. Don't make it worse, mate.
Get off me, man, what are you doing?
Get in the car. I'm telling you.
He's kicking off.
Don't knee me like that.
With Daniel inside and Gav out, they wrestle with the struggling suspect.
Get in the car because you're making it worse.
Get in the car.
I am but I can't move, you're twisting my arm.
Get him up.
Finally he's in.
Yeah, yeah, I'm calm now. Yeah, I know.
I know.
Are we sitting comfortably? Then we'll begin.
Next chapter, Mansfield nick.
Right, we'll get you to custody, mate, and we'll get you dealt with as quickly as we can, yeah?
En route, Gav reminds running man of his recent oath.
They've had their doubts about this guy from the start,
and the search confirms their suspicions.
Driver's also got an outstanding warrant
so he's going to be put before Court in the morning,
and he's also been arrested for drug driving.
Cops recovered a large quantity of what they suspect to be coke
from the driver's pants.
Both driver and passenger are under investigation for possession
with intent to supply Class A drugs, while the driver is also
being investigated for drug driving, and the Flash might have got
away with it, if it wasn't for those meddling cuffs.
Proof if needed that you should never run in the wrong kit.
Coming UP---
He's said that he's stood with some knives and he's ready to attack.
...a night-time tango with a nasty piece of work.
Stop being stupid, mate.
The joys of being unmarked.
And Pinocchio picks the wrong cop to lie to.
You've just stood and square on to me,
man to man and just lied straight up.
Takes the piss, mate.
Domestic abuse leads to an average
of two women being murdered each week.
One of the most dangerous times is
when the victim has left their abuser.
Point of domestic violence is that they have control over
the victim emotionally, and they keep them under a lot of fear.
So just because they've reported them
doesn't meant that they won't have access to get back to that
victim and, and cause them further harm.
There's evidence out there that,
that domestic violence can sometimes lead to, to homicide.
Jim Carrington and Paul Charlesworth
are responding to a worrying 999 call.
Travelling to a, well, it's a domestic.
Someone's ex-partner's rang them up
and said that he's set fire to her horse and stables
and that he's coming round to stab her and her current partner.
An officer is with the victim.
He's just got on the phone
and said he's currently looking at the house right now.
Right again. So I don't know where,
because there's three entrances to it.
Jim and Paul arrive in the area, eyes peeled.
NH Oscar Foxtrot Zulu 2.
There's us and a dog unit, state six in the area,
but there's nothing obvious here immediately,
so we're in unmarked cars, we'll hang around in case anyone shows up.
There's no sign of the suspect, but he's made contact again
and provided a different location.
He's said that he's stood in an area with some knives
and he's ready to attack.
They're getting the run around from a dangerous man.
I think, I think he's got previous for breaking a cop's jaw.
After eight years on the job, Paul knows that well over half of women
murdered by men are killed by a partner or an ex.
So they need to find this man sharpish.
Where are you, Mark? Down the other end of the path?
And they've reached the spot he claimed to be calling from.
Yeah, I'm walking across the park now,
it's just where the dog man is with somebody.
Mark and Morse have arrived too, and they've found the suspect.
Apprehended, something wrong with him.
On your front on the floor now.
I am, bro. Lie on your front on the floor now.
Lie on your front.
Give me your other hand.
I've done nothing wrong, man. What's your name, mate?
No, I didn't have a knife at all.
I've dropped nothing on the floor, nothing. Promise you, bro.
Take the knife, no prints, no nothing.
Foxtrot Zulu 2, we've got this male detained.
Unbelievable.
Yeah, I'm sound, bro, I ain't done nothing wrong at all, mate,
just walking down the street. Right, you're further under arrest.
What for? Has he made threats to kill? No.
RADIO: Yes, he has, stab the female and her partner.
Right, you're further under arrest for threats to kill,
so you don't have to say anything.
But it may harm your defence if you don't mention when questioned
something which you later rely on in Court.
Where's your guns, then? Mate.
He's cocky and claims he's innocent.
You're full of shit, bro I haven't done nothing wrong.
Just walking down here mate, that's it.
Nice little stroll, bro.
You're innocent, aren't ya.
I don't need a lift, mate. I'm OK, thank you very much.
He's a bit rough, aren't we?
Can't you just be nice and...?
What knife? Bro, where's the knife?
Where's the threat?
There's no knife and no phone with which to make threats.
What have I got on me? Nothing.
Nothing. Where, where have I thrown it?
That's the million dollar question.
Don't know nothing, I'm not your mate.
What, well, if I don't know something, I must know nothing.
Know what I mean. No comment, bro.
Bro, yeah, back and do one.
Go on, hurt me a bit more, bro.
What a sausage.
He might be playing daft but the allegations against him are serious.
So what you getting me for? What are you getting me for?
What are you getting me for?
Not tensing up, mate.
Not doing nothing wrong, bro.
He's trying it on.
What are you doing?
Go on, snap my arm, bro.
Go on, snap my arm, bro, I'm not doing nothing wrong.
A statement that will be tough to challenge with no phone
and no weapon.
This is what happens when you just have a walk down, isn't it?
Knife over a fence?
Armed police come down for you, walking down the street.
What you laughing at, skinhead?
Oh, right, hoping to grow hair again, are we?
That's the only thing that pissed you off.
He's trying every wind-up in the book. Covid 19. What about it?
Bastard, bro. Hope you choke on it.
You make me laugh, man, I've done nothing wrong.
Proving he has hinges on finding evidence,
so Paul tracks back to where Mark and Morse nicked the suspect.
What was he doing when you found him?
He walked down here and dropped the knife.
What, when he seen you?
Yeah, I heard something metal.
With Morse on the case, it doesn't take long.
It's just on the corner of this grass here.
Bingo.
I thought it was a lock knife to start with,
but it's not, it's just a hunting-style knife.
Obviously sharp enough though,
so Mark and Morse have done the job again.
The man on the phone boasted of multiple blades,
and Mark thinks the suspect threw an orange knife over a fence.
We'll try and find a way in and get it,
if not somebody will have to, to get it in the morning.
Either way, the blade they have found
spells bad news for Big Mouth...
Ah, ha-ha, funny mate, isn't it?
...who's busy charming all and sundry.
Paid double your wages. Oh, mate, I'm laughing.
No-one else is.
Yeah, I'd love to, mate, yeah.
As you wish.
You're going to drop me on my head in a minute, aren't ya?
All trussed up for Bridewell nick.
I'm trying to help you out here, lads. Oh!
Do you want me to put your cuffs on
for you next time?
All right, nice one, lads, yeah, thank you very much.
Here you go.
There'll be one relieved ex to hear he's off the streets.
He's obviously rang her up and said he's going to come round
and stab her and stuff, and then at the end of the day
he's walking towards her house with that knife.
The cops have now searched beyond the fence
but found no sign of an orange knife. However...
The dog owner said he's seen him throw something,
thought it was orange, so it's going to be it, so it's his mobile.
I assume that's going to have all threatening text messages, etc,
on it, to his ex partner, so it'll have some evidence for us.
It turns out the suspect was recently released from prison.
He was legally forbidden to approach his ex.
After evidence from the phone was reviewed he was found guilty
of breaching a restraining order and threatening a person with a knife.
He was sent back to prison for two and a half years.
All interceptors have a pet peeve.
Distraction burglaries to the elderly
and I hate it with a passion.
For me, gang members, drug dealers and those who have guns and knives.
Drink-drivers as well.
Got a real dislike for drink-drivers.
But it's not just major villains who push Jim's buttons.
Hate liars, don't like liars.
100%.
It's the last gasp of Friday.
Jim and Kye are behind a blue Mondeo that may or may not be insured.
No, sirree.
And is registered as being black.
It is blue.
I have, but I failed my hearing test recently too.
Though good hearing isn't necessary to know a blue car
registered black sounds dodgy.
Let's get him tugged because we go anywhere.
Whatever its hue, the car of many colours responds to blue lights.
Ey up, bud. All right. You OK? Yeah, you?
Only stopping you because the car's not showing insurance.
It's on temporary insurance.
Come on here, mate, come on here.
I can show you, cover note on my phone. Yeah, yeah.
He claims to have temp insurance.
Come round here, mate.
What you chewing a toothpick for?
I've just had McDonald's, I've got something stuck in my teeth.
Jim's no stranger to fine cuisine.
Before joining the force, he was a waiter at Center Parcs.
You got something with your name on it?
That you keep in your wallet?
Thanks, mate. Have you ever been in bother with us before? No.
Sound.
Polite, cooperative.
Insured ninth of October at 20:15.
His cover note checks out.
I can see he's got a current policy, Kye,
he started it at quarter past nine tonight, is his DL good?
And so does his driving licence.
All evidence points to a stand-up guy.
There's just one niggle for Kye.
His car is the wrong colour.
Your car, you know this comes back as black?
I got stopped the other week about it.
You wrapped it?
No, I bought it, I don't know much about cars, I'm a joiner, mate.
Wrapping, unless you're Snoop Dogg,
is covering a car in a vinyl skin.
It can change the colour and improve the look,
which has definitely not happened here.
So I don't think it's been wrapped.
I thought that, to be fair, because the door closures are blue as well.
60504.
Your chassis number's not right.
What do you mean?
The chassis number on the car isn't right.
While Kye delves deeper into the DVLA database,
Jim praises their suspect for his compliance.
You're the only person tonight who's been sound with him,
because other folk are like, "Byah. Camera out of my face."
Well, I ain't somebody doing something wrong. Exactly, mate.
But Kye isn't ready to join the mutual appreciation society.
I don't know, were like this when I bought it.
It seems he does own a blue Mondeo, just not with this registration.
Anyone?
I don't know what to say, bud.
Yeah, I've just showed him my ID, my bank card and credit card.
Jim's sound as a pound appraisal of his new acquaintance
may be starting to crumble.
What's going on? What's the craic?
Why are you changing stuff around?
I don't know, I haven't changed any numberplates.
So it's got the wrong plates on it?
But why? Why have you got the wrong plates on it?
This is what I'm saying, it's... Why would I drive it like this?
You know what I mean. That's a very good question,
and one which I don't know the answer to.
Pinocchio finally comes clean.
He owns two Mondeos.
It seems he has an identical Mondeo at home in black.
He put his black car's number plate on his blue one.
Simple.
No. At the house.
Can I not just insure this?
And you've got another problem.
Jim doesn't like liars.
Ey up, mate, I thought you were sound.
Do you know what I mean? Yeah.
That's really annoying, the fact that you've been prepared to
stand here and just lie, but you've just stood and square on to me,
man to man, and you've just lied straight up.
Takes the piss, mate.
I hate people that lie to us.
It's waste, wasted our time, so he's going to get, he's going
to get very little respect back from me because he's stalled his way
talking now. He's tried to, tried to lie to us, so, don't like liars.
Jim's least favourite customer had his blue Mondeo seized.
For driving without insurance, he later received six points
on his licence and was ordered to pay a total
of £244 in fines and costs.
All because of one ill-advised journey.
Or at least that's what he told Jim.
Actually transpires that he's not done that today,
he's been using it for the past...
Month.
On those number plates.
So, yeah, I think we've got a habitual liar on our hands.
And Jim doesn't like liars.
Very annoying, hate liars, don't like liars.
So it's off to chez Mondeo.
I'm only going to call him a liar.
For some trademark Campin home truthing.
I've come to tell you...
Yeah. You've tried to pull it over our eyes properly, mate.
What do you mean? Because I've checked a load of ANPR cameras
and you've had that numberplate on that car for the last month.
Right. Yeah? Yeah, it has been on there a while.
Yeah, so you've said to me...
I shouldn't have come out in it, like that. You said to me,
you put it on it today. Right? Yeah.
I told you, I've told you there and then, you've lied to me
straight to my face, mate and that's why I'm here, not to prosecute you
for owt else. No, I know. just to tell you. Yeah, I apologise.
You got nippers? Nippers?
Have you got kids? Yeah, I have.
They'll learn off you. I know, I know.
They'll learn off you and they'll learn to lie,
and that's your nippers, mate. I'm sure you don't want your kids
growing up lying because they'll end up lying to you. Yeah, I know.
So just have a think about it, mate. All right, see you later.
Coming UP-
Did sound like an M3 or something.
It's not the size of your equipment that counts...
ls that an M3? Yeah.
A slow one?
...but what you do with it.
It's not slow. Well, maybe it was just the driver.
Some cops ride in luxury cars like Crockett and Tubbs.
For others...
You a good lad? Ooh, he's a good lad, aren't you?
...it's a dog handler's life.
The life of a dog handler, covered in slobber and cuts and bruises.
Jen Ellse and police dog Quantum
have just helped arrest an aggressive man.
Oh, hello, hello.
But there's no rest for the wicked.
Stand by, just see his tail lights.
A blue Beamer has just shot past sounding like a racing car.
Did sound like an M3 or something.
Just catching up with it a little bit, stand by.
Fortunately, Jen's dog wagon is a Skoda VRS, with a top end of 155.
Going into Leicester, it's Mike 1-2.
I don't think he knows I'm behind him,
I think he thinks he's racing me, to be honest.
And an engine noise meaty enough to be Quantum's lunch.
Stand by, I'm lighting it up.
He's failing to stop at the moment.
Down to 4-0.
Just approaching Creswelljunction.
Ooh, left, left, left, Cresswell Lane.
He's thinking about stopping, stand by.
Stand by, NH. He's coming to a very slow stop.
I'm not complete he's going to stay stopped.
Turn the engine off, mate.
Turn the engine off, please.
Just hang the keys out the car window.
A Beamer M3 can do nought to 60 in sub-five seconds,
so Jen's taking no chances.
The engine's off, NH. I'm just getting him
to stick the keys out the window.
I've got a dog in the car so no funny business, all right?
What was all that about? Say again.
What was all that about? just thought you wanted a race,
that was all. I knew you did!
I thought, honestly, that's what I thought.
Just keep your eye out here a minute. Oh, sorry, yeah.
That's all right, because I've not checked the car out yet.
I'm just speaking to him now, I've got the keys out, no issues.
Who's it registered to, please?
Er, the car's in my mum's name.
RADIO: Hang on.
What's your mum's name?
Jen checks Mum's policy on the police computer.
And Chuckles is about to have the smile wiped off his face.
Right, are you, why aren't you on the insurance? I am.
You're not. I'm not?
No.
Oh, dear. I must be.
No, you're not. What do you mean I'm not?
You're not on the insurance.
Step out of the car a sec.
You'rejoking me. No, I'm not. Oh, for God's sake.
How come you're not on the insurance? just stand out over here.
I genuinely thought I was. I'm not, I'm not lying, I thought I was.
Oh, that means I'm going to have to seize your car.
Bad time. Not again.
Not again? Have you had it seized before? Once actually, yeah.
What for? Oops. Sorry. That's all right.
What were you, what did you have it seized for?
No insurance again?
Yeah, it was actually, yeah, that was about a year ago.
Right, you've not learnt your lesson then.
Have you got a full licence? Yeah. I've even got a lorry licence.
I caught you up in this, I'm well happy with that.
Yeah, that's good, I'm impressed with that, to be fair.
What are you laughing at?
I'm just a good driver.
Advanced driver, mate.
Unlike you, MT HaPPY-
ls that you? Yeah.
No way. I was handsome, wasn't I?
Bit needy.
Er... What do you mean er? Was a bit.
Well, I don't like young boys, if I'm honest,
I'm a bit old for that, but.
Proving that after nearly 20 years in uniform
Jen doesn't need a Taser to put a suspect down.
Are you going to phone your mum?
She's going to go mental. Yeah.
She has however taken pity on Mum,
who she's giving a chance to collect the car.
Do you want to do me a quick favour?
Can you come and grab my car for me? From in Hoton?
Is that an M3?
Yeah.
A slow one, if I could keep up with you.
It's not slow. Well, maybe it was just the driver.
What dog's that?
He's a Mali cross shepherd, he's very angry.
What's a Mali?
Belgian Malinois, they're herding dogs.
With massive teeth and a bigger smile than yours.
Has he got his head out?
He's a bit angry at the moment
because he's just detained someone that was also very angry.
Really? Yeah. So he's a bit frustrated.
Sounds it. He is.
And he's watching you.
Have you got any points at the moment?
Yeah, a couple.
12 points and it's a ban.
Oh, man, are you going to get banned? No.
How many have you got because this is six points?
I think there's nine at the minute, or it's nine or...
I think I'm due to go to Court for 12 or something, I can't remember how many now.
Oh, dear. Oh, you'll get disqualified, won't you?
A few, yeah, maybe, yeah. Yeah.
Definitely, yeah.
Can't you just give me, give me a lift?
You can get in the back with the dog if you want.
What, he's got all of the back, has he?
Yeah, it's all his, he's greedy. Hmm.
No, don't worry, I'll walk.
How long does it take you to get home?
You do now.
Bye.
The chuckling chappie who chose the wrong dog handler to race
was found guilty of driving without insurance
and of an unrelated drink-driving charge.
He lost his licence for 18 months,
so plenty of time to get used to walking.