- [first lines]
- Gerry Standing: So, what's his name?
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Dan Griffin.
- Steve McAndrew: Nah, never heard of him.
- Gerry Standing: Where's he from?
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Near London somewhere.
- Gerry Standing: *Near* London?
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Sussex. No, Surrey.
- Steve McAndrew: How old is he?
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Uh, fifty-two.
- Gerry Standing: Fifty-two?
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Yeah, he's only just retired, but he's been with the Met thirty years.
- [Gerry grunts]
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: I like him.
- Gerry Standing: You like Marmite.
- Steve McAndrew: *I* like Marmite.
- Gerry Standing: But why are we meeting him in Soho?
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Well, I thought he might as well get stuck straight in, and the murder case that Strickland wants to brief us on took place here.
- Steve McAndrew: What's that? the death of an almond croissant?
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Grow up.
- Gerry Standing: You know a bit about this case, do you?
- Danny Griffin: Yeah. I started as a beat officer in Soho.
- Gerry Standing: Hah. Me too! Good old seventies!
- Danny Griffin: Before my time.
- [Sandra grins at Gerry]
- Kevin Ellison: Angela Gold! Don't talk to me about Angela Gold!
- Danny Griffin: That might be slightly problematic, given it's the sole reason we're here.
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Do you mind if I just re-check with you, Mr Ellison, where you were the night Jim died?
- Kevin Ellison: You saying you think I'm a suspect? You can't be serious.
- Danny Griffin: Hang on, I'll check.
- [glances toward Sandra]
- Danny Griffin: Yes, she's serious.
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Jane, you failed to disclose the fact that you were having an affair at the time your husband was killed.
- Jane Harlow: I was at a party the night Jim died. I'll never forget the police coming in to tell me he'd been... found. One of them was very solicitous. Very kind. And then he asked me for my autograph.
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Jane, could you tell me who Sara's real father is?
- Jane Harlow: [to Gerry] I'm sorry, but have we met before?
- Gerry Standing: [nervously] Me? No. No, sadly not, no, and I, I would *definitely* remember.
- [Sandra glares at him]
- Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman: Do you have any idea where she might be? We can't seem to locate her.
- Kevin Ellison: Ask me if I'm bothered.
- Danny Griffin: Are you bothered?
- Kevin Ellison: Is he on drugs?
- Danny Griffin: Angela Gold. Singer. But then, murder trial. Popular victim. Sounds like zero career prospects to me. I reckon she's adopted a pseudonym.
- Gerry Standing: Or changed her name.