Road Wars

Proceedings begin on the M5 just outside Exeter with Chris Davidson and his crewmate Mike Brown out on patrol. An ANPR ding alerts them to a car on the motorway with drugs history, and the driver, at first, seems ready to stop – but doesn’t. Burning off flat out, the pursuit begins with chilled commentary from Mike. The roads get narrower and narrower, but the speeds don’t drop; until, eventually, the inevitable happens and the bandit car loses it on a bend and – a Road Wars first – rolls. Despite best efforts with batons, the windows prove remarkably resistant to their attempts to get the guy out of the damaged vehicle. Amazingly, despite rolling a car, having to be dragged out, and barfing all over the road, the driver still attempts to do a runner and has to be largely sat on to be cuffed. It doesn’t take long to find out why he’s so eager to get away: lots and lots of wraps – and we’re not talking the edible kind. And it’s only the first week of filming! Still in Exeter, we join Darryl Drew and Murphy the dog out on patrol and heading to a crashed car from which three youths have fled. Witnesses send them after the lads, and Murphy quickly picks up a trail, which he sticks to –er– doggedly (sorry). Half a kilometre away, his nose comes good and he corners one of the lads on a pavement. There are no more trails to be found, but the youth that’s been captured hands over a few names, so the driver is nabbed in the end. Unlike the Proactives, the RCU doesn’t do rapid entry, so we hand door-smashing duties over to the Tactical Aid Group – or TAG – who specialise in this sort of thing. And so, we head off to the Coastal town of Dawlish where the unit, with narration by Simon Boobyer, are about to carry out a drugs raid using a truly fearsome two-handed enforcer to take out the door. The journey to the target house is one that would probably startle any dog walker as a bunch of coppers in full riot-gear saunter down a leafy alle

Steve Cruwys is on patrol in Exeter with Razor and is called to a house where a young man, suspected of beating up a Big Issue seller in town, has taken exception to being questioned, to the point of retreating into a house and issuing loud threats about knives. Steve arrives to a scene of minor mayhem, where the suspect is still shouting furiously in a back yard. Flying on a combination of rage and adrenaline, he’s not calming down, so the next step is a blast of Captor spray (the third spray he’s had!) which finally does the trick and floors the bloke – having assaulted pretty much everyone who’s got near him in the last half hour. Out on the M5, Taff and Chris are out looking for a wanted car – which is thought to be carrying a spot of class A. They park up on a junction bridge and wait for it to come by, and it does – coming off at their junction. For some reason, the driver seems unwilling to stop immediately, and the passenger is acting oddly, so haste is required when they finally get the vehicle to pull over. Being outside, it’s a return to the nick to undertake all the searches, where the passenger admits to having stashed a spot of illegal stuff in her undies. No wonder she was wriggling. It’s TAG time, and Tony Willis takes his team out to Plymouth in search of a drug dealer who could be hiding at one of two addresses. He’s not at the first address, so they detain the woman who is before heading off to try door number two. There are three people here – including the suspect – and they’re all comfortably ensconced in the lounge. Halfway through the search, a visitor arrives and is rather startled to find the door answered by Tony. As they deal with her, all the phones in the flat start ringing, one by one in turn. Given that the team at the other flat have just left, it’s a fair bet that the woman there is trying to get a warning out. Nice try. Out on the M5 again, just outside Exeter. Taff is mooching over the barrier of

Exeter is clearly a ‘happening’ place to be. Darryl is on his way to a punch up in a local drinking establishment – and it’s a Sunday night! It’s reported that someone’s been glassed, and Darryl is likely to be the first to arrive. Murphy won’t be much help in this situation, so Darryl heads in on his own and nearly finds himself going face first into a flying fist. Fortunately, he only needs his glasses to drive, and they’ve been left on the dash in his van. Whatever fisticuffing has been happening seems to be over, bar the shouting of the detainee on the floor who seems eager to advise the camera that he is a trophy-winning athlete, though he doesn’t seem immediately intent of offering Darryl his name. The actual victim of the glassing emerges and advises that the bloke wasn’t involved – but having attempted to punch Darryl he’s in custody for that so the point is moot. Out and about with the RCU, on the hunt for a suspected drugs dealer expected to visit Exeter to do some dealing. Mark, with Becky Jones, is waiting on a junction, while Giles is lurking on a nearby A-road keeping lookout. Jim is running the operation, and Roger’s waiting with Jon nearby. It takes forty minutes before the car comes by, and it’s shifting pretty fast, so everyone gets going. The suspect vehicle speeds until the traffic builds to the point that he can’t anymore, at which point the pack catch up with him and co-ordinate like a well oiled machine to pull off a perfect stop. Mike and Chris are in Plymouth behind a car which is twitching their crim radars. The driver is clearly keen to avoid them, and a stop is therefore pretty inevitable. He has no front numberplate, and was apparently ‘stopped for that’ yesterday. His junior passengers are not properly secured; and Mike, being a top notch traffic cop, is not remotely impressed by this. They are even less impressed to discover that the driver has no license. Neither does his passenger, so he’s go

Darryl is out and about with Murphy in Exeter and is called to help with the apprehension of a car thief who nicked a vehicle in Torquay, rammed a police car with it, and is now hightailing it towards Exeter. By the time the chopper’s on scene, the car’s been abandoned and a suspect has been spotted on the run. It’s time for Murphy to show what he’s made of, and they head out across fields to where they can see the chopper hovering. Unfortunately, it’s the wrong fields, and Darryl can’t contact the crew. By this time, the suspect is largely knackered, so the team of officers, and dog, are now on the hunt. Things are not improved by the possibility that the suspect is carrying a knife, so it’s just as well the pack now contains a few armed guys as they converge on some fishing pools to pick up whatever trail they can. They head out on foot again, past bemused anglers, and finally converge on their suspect with drawn tasers, much shouting and – from Murphy – much barking. Once sorted, all that Darryl has to do is see if Murph can find the knife – and show off his blistered fingers. Taff and Jim are chasing a suspected drugs dealer, and we get a birds’ eye view of it from the Force chopper, to watch the suspect massively overcook a turn at a junction and send his car merrily into an unsuspecting tree. Apparently uninjured, his flight is short lived – and he is returned to the scene where the Lads have uncovered the reason for the mad chase: a kilo of amphetamine in the boot. One short spot of car porn later, we’re now with the RCU in Saltash. Giles is lurking in an ST on watch, while Mike and Jon are waiting out of sight in one of the beemers. It’s a ‘crim radar’ kind of thing, with Giles looking out for suspicious vehicles and calling in his colleagues to help when he gets in behind them. He gets behind a dodgy looking Merc, but Mike and Jon are going in the opposite direction so a hasty about turn is required to get in touch agai

Chris and Mike are in Exeter in a marked Beemer and are called to have a word with a couple of youths lurking with a pushbike. It takes a bit longer than expected, but they finally spot a likely looking character – who spots them and nips off down an alleyway. Mike knows where the youth will emerge and they are soon behind them, even though he runs a red to try to get away. Amazingly, even when they’re right behind him, he still pedals furiously and they just can’t quite get alongside to grab him. He then zaps into a park, and Chris heads off on foot; to find the bike abandoned. This seems like too good an opportunity to miss – until he discovers that it’s been abandoned because it’s knackered. After yet more running, so is Chris. The chase has gone cold by a small shopping centre, so the Lads regroup. This turns out to be the right thing to do as the youth, having made a woeful attempt at a disguise – taking his jacket off – is indeed still around; and they nab him for making off and running the red light. The greatest irony of all is that the bike wasn’t actually stolen… Roger and Giles are parked up alongside the M5 and have received a tip-off that a car with drugs likely to be in it is heading their way. As it passes, they head off behind it and call in colleagues to carry out one of their top-notch tactical stops. The element of surprise is in front of the suspect vehicle as it’s the black ST, and they pull off a textbook stop on the viaduct over the Exminster marshes. Everyone repairs to Heavitree nick where Giles and Jim get started on the vehicle search – and finds a little stash of something white and powdery lurking in a wellington boot. Off to Tiverton to meet a new dog handler, Lee Crampton, and his dog Sharp. Both are new to the Dog Unit, so Lee is taking every opportunity to give Sharp a chance to have a jolly good bark: this time at arrested youths making a fuss about being arrested. The action then transfers to Exeter, whe

Giles and Roger are patrolling the M5 in one of the STs and find themselves playing catchup with a car which has slammed past them at over a ton. Blues and twos have no effect, so they call in assistance. Some way behind, Mike and Chris are playing catch-up, also with a camera crew in the car. The bandit car exits the motorway onto a dual carriageway, but still doesn’t get any slower. Fortunately local traffic units also haven’t got any slower and there are enough available to pull off a tactical stop. The driver, once apprehended, is eager to make a phone call, but instead has to make do with being sat in a police car in handcuffs. His excuse for his speed is that he was rushing to get home – which is quite remarkable given he was heading West but apparently lives in Kent. Mike and Chris have caught up by this time and take over from the other units, with Chris and Giles escorting him to the nick. Implausible though his reason for his driving is, it turns out that it’s the only one they’re going to get. We rejoin Gareth and Finn, who give us a rather nice piece to camera. Finn is an experienced dog, having been on the job for two years. Introductions over, Gareth is called in to apprehend two guys who are apparently somewhat sozzled, but also – more worryingly – armed with weapons, including an axe. This is too dangerous for Finn to be involved with, so Gareth’s on his own when he spots two possible suspects, one of whom has dropped something. One drops when ordered to, but the other doesn’t, and a movement towards his back pocket looks menacing enough to prompt Gareth to use his captor spray. Gareth has also orange buttoned the call, so help arrives pretty quickly. A search of the area quickly reveals a knife handle in a bin, with the blade nearby, not to mention a small hatchet. Being fired up on vodka, the unco-operative suspect continues not to co-operate back at the nick, requiring five officers to calm things down. Party time in Exmouth,

Steve's in Exeter with Razor, on the way to find a vandal who's been spotted on CCTV smashing car windows. When Steve, and a couple of local officers arrive, they find three youngsters lurking nearby. It's not certain that these are responsible, but they're definitely not cooperative. Being as there's CCTV available, a quick call is made back to CCTV Central to view footage, while it becomes fairly clear that one of the three is very drunk – and that proves his undoing when one of the others, tongue also loosened by alcohol, drops him right in it as they all show off for the camera. He really doesn't take at all kindly to being arrested, as only someone with a high blood alcohol content can, and the arrest reaches much the same proportion of aggro as that arrest of the drunk boy in series three, until they have to go one stage further and use CS. Out and about with Mike and Chris, still in Exeter, waiting for a silver car thought to be involved with the drugs trade. They sit up and wait, along with Jim and Giles, for nearly an hour before the car finally moves. Following Giles's commentary, they wend their way through the streets to catch up with the Black ST and step in to undertake the stop. They extract three bemused looking occupants from Birmingham who are, apparently, on holiday. Interestingly, one of them paid £1,000 into a bank that very morning, which seems an odd thing to do on holiday. Further searching reveals a list of figures and various other bits and bobs which screech 'drug dealing' almost as loud as someone with a megaphone. One strip search later, a bag of heroin cut into deals is found. Presumably it was a working holiday, then. Darryl and Murphy are in Crediton preparing to look for a missing dog-walker – where his radio won't pick up a signal. The guy is walking the dog for someone else, and neither have been seen for five hours. Finding them may be entertaining, as the dog apparently 'doesn't like' other male dogs and is almost certai

Out with Lee and Sharp, at an Exmouth Kebab Shop, where a trainee Marine is really determined to advise everyone that, despite being incredibly drunk and aggressive, he's 'protecting our country' – which apparently entails swearing very loudly and abusively at a dog handler. At least the bleep machine's getting a workout. Word is that the trainiee, and his forces colleagues, have been hurling fists about, but the victim, sporting a damaged face, doesn't want to take it any further. Though the drunk trainee will probably have to put up with a major telling off to go with his hangover in the morning. Oh, and a fine. Thursday, Torquay, and the TAG are kitting up to execute another drugs warrant on a suspected dealer. There's a possibility that their arrival might be resisted, so the tasers are broken out as a precaution. After creeping up, they bust in without much difficulty and check throughout for occupants, finding someone sitting in the lounge and firmly close-mouthed – primarily because he was attempting to swallow something. Which, one imagines, was why he didn't reach for the toy gun that was beside him. A search reveals a startlingly large stock of methadone, another toy gun and a nasty looking hammer. Gareth is also in Exmouth. He, and Finn, have been called in to assist with the aftermath of a nasty domestic assault – primarily finding the assailant, who has fled. Initial searches fail to find him, but neither dog nor handler will give up so easily and they potter here, there and everywhere in search of a track. It takes a bit of time, but Finn picks up on a scent so they stop someone who has the same surname, but a different first name. A local officer advises that this is the assailant's nephew; but, tongue tied by family connections, he isn't forthcoming on the whereabouts of his uncle. Rather than wait and see if he will admit knowing where the assailant is, Gareth and Finn head off again to the one spot he hasn't tried yet. It turns out to be

The TAG are on their way to Torquay to execute a drugs warrant, and Gary decides that it's just too boring being stuck in the van – taking the opportunity to serenade his colleagues with a hoedown – dance moves and all. Suitably entertained, they head off to the house, where cannabis is presumed to be held. Dave and Gary are on door-smashing duty, and all move in haste to avoid losing the element of surprise. On this occasion, however, the surprise is on them, as the door is plastic and refuses point blank to give way. It takes ages to get the door open, but they're finally in and detain a suspect who clearly knows why they're there. But then, given that it took them twenty two attempts with the double ram to get through the door (even more than Robb's best efforts!) he can't possibly have missed the fact that they were trying to get in. There's a fairly extensive amount of cannabis in the house, and the girlfriend’s handbag, but things are largely congenial, and everyone sits down to watch a DVD recording of the suspect's appearance on the Jeremy Kyle Show. We welcome another new dog handler, Colin Harper, who is stepping in to assist local teams with an emergency call. It's reported that a security guard has had the window of his car smashed in by a youth who, with his mates, has fled. A man matching the CCTV footage is crumpled in a nearby bush, totally out of breath, and claiming that he's had a knife pulled on him in order to nick his iPod – which the CCTV can palpably prove to be a lie. The puffed out guy is clearly shown quite literally punching in the window of the guard's car, and the guard is able to identify him. Despite this, the youth still insists that he is being nicked for being a crime victim. But then, he is drunk – which is probably why he is convinced that it is his human right to stand up, and why he also believes that Colin can't search him without giving his shoulder number first. He then has to be forcibly shoved into the car, whic

Gareth's in Exeter, heading out to investigate reports of a group of youths in a lane behind a pub who've had a lot of alcohol, and a bit of a barney. One of them, it seems, has picked up a metal bar, so Finn has to stay put. He encounters a local officer who's stopped a cyclist, who isn't carrying a metal bar, but he is carrying a knife. He admits to this without hesitation, apparently under the impression that there's nothing wrong with going about in public armed with a six inch steak knife. Upon being informed otherwise, he decides to threaten to start spitting, and is immediately plonked on the ground. He then makes things a little worse by claiming to be HIV positive, which would make his saliva slightly more than just unpleasantly messy. Matters are not improved by the arrival of a friend of the detainee, who may also have a weapon. By this time, however, the cavalry have arrived, which makes life a lot easier, but it takes a little longer to get things fully under control with the armed cyclist, who has been drinking most of the day and now claiming that he didn't actually know he had the knife at all. The drunken friend pushes things too far and gets nicked for his drunkenness and appalling language, joining his pal in the back of a van. TAG time, and we join C section in Torquay to execute a drugs warrant. They've got another plastic door to get through, but decide to resort to a spot of subterfuge to avoid a repeat of last week's shenanigans. John and Mark set off ahead of the pack in their uniforms, pretending to conduct house to house enquiries, while everyone else, in protective gear, lurks behind. Their efforts prove sadly in vain, as the house appears empty, and the ram is deployed. Instead of busting the door itself, it takes out on the bottom panel, creating a small hole which can be crawled through without difficulty. Once inside, they discover the familiar woody fragrance of weed – and find themselves in the midst of a small scale cannabis far

Roger and Giles are coming to the end of a late shift in Collumpton which has, so far, been rather on the quiet side. Before knocking off, they're asked to check out a vehicle heading their way on the Motorway – a vehicle which makes Giles very pleased to undertake the stop. A Porsche 911 Carrera 4 Convertible – or, as he puts it, one of the best cars ever made. It's got some insurance issues, hence their being asked to go get it. Once on the motorway, it passes them almost immediately and, if Giles can stop drooling for long enough, they prepare to stop it. Roger checks the ANPR and, sure enough, it's marked for insurance problems. Trouble is, it's also a heck of a lot faster than their Beemer, so they're seriously hoping the driver won't flee when they fire up the roof. Fortunately, he doesn't and they stop him without incident. The driver claims never to have been stopped, and have had no problems – though he does have to be asked to refrain from phoning a friend, which forces him to admit that he's not the owner of the car. Crim radar spiking, Giles piles in with more questions, which leaves the driver getting more and more high pitched as he fumbles his answers into the commercial break. Part two of the Porsche stop. Things have now moved on to the point where Giles wants to search the driver, who is still desperate to make his phone call. It then turns out that he has two mobiles, not to mention the pocketfuls of dosh. There is only one word in Giles's mind – SUSPICIOUS. The car search then reveals something even more monumental – binbags full of stinky stuff which looks white and compressed into large cakes. And a new word enters the lexicon – JACKPOT. Roger makes a hasty arrest while Giles hazards a guess over the variety of drug being transported. He then makes it absolutely clear that Mark, who has stopped to assist, is most definitely NOT driving the vehicle back to the nick. Incredibly, it turns out that the guy was quite literally minutes a

It's a busy Friday afternoon in Exmouth, involving both the RCU and the TAG working together to raid a house whose occupants are suspected of dealing drugs. This means evidence is required, so the RCU are lurking in side roads on all routes away from the house ready to stop any potential customers leaving with their purchases. One of tonight's suspected customers is pulled over by Chris, Mark and Jim, who discover a spot of weed, on one of the occupants, and a bong on another, so they're taken to the nick for a spot of questioning. Meanwhile, the TAG are parked up waiting for confirmation that it's time to go – and, as night falls, they're off. They're also in collective disguise (a white van), and the element of surprise is most definitely with them as they're into the suspect house in seconds, though the family dog has to be subdued with a squirt of CO2 from the fire extinguisher (so that's what it's for). Things are peaceful downstairs, but upstairs a hasty ruck ensues as a youth has been seen attempting to swallow drugs. The young man insists that it's only a small spot of cannabis, but even this can be risky. It's only after all this that Tony realises that he's gone barging into a raid without his riot helmet on. Steve and Razor are on patrol in Tiverton at midnight, and are called to an attempted burglary near to their position. On the way, however, Steve spots a familiar face and pulls over to catch up with a local 'character' well known to the police and a very likely suspect. Leaving the individual with some local officers, Steve continues on to the address so that Razor can hunt out a track which might – possibly – lead them back to where they've just come from. Razor's quickly on the hunt, and finds a track almost at once, pulling Steve along in his wake and, indeed, finds his way back to the spot where they stopped the familiar bloke. Furthermore, Razor then finds a dumped handbag almost right next to the spot where the man had been. It's not fro

We commence proceedings with Steve and Razor in Hemyock chasing after a four wheel drive which made off from local units. While they've found the vehicle, they're missing the driver, so Razor's nose is needed. The engine is warm, and parked alongside a shack-type building which is warm, but empty. Matters are not helped by the fact that the ground is wet, which makes it tough for Razor to find a track. They still don't know why he fled, but suspect that he might have been drinking. Without a track, it's down to the helicopter to do the business, and sure enough the heat seeking camera finds something. Thanks to this, Razor finally gets something, and happily drags Steve off towards a leaf covered individual who appears to have been hiding under a heap of soggy leaf litter. Despite having a barking individual lurking in the four by four, he claims to be scared of dogs – probably because Razor is barking his head off and looking cheerfully threatening. Amidst the noise of a hovering chopper, the guy objects to having cuffs on, and refuses a breath test on the grounds that he wasn't driving. As there's no one else who could have driven the vehicle, this is a pointless exercise and he turned out to be over the limit. There's a surprise. Out and about with Mike and Chris in Exeter - watching Mike failing to blow bubbles with his chewing gum. They're looking for a car being driven by a suspected burglar, which promptly drives right past them. Roger and Giles are already at the scene awaiting their arrival and the four group outside. The first attempt to keep them out is the 'you don't have a warrant' ploy – which they don't need – and the search begins. There are a four people in the house; add the four coppers and there's no room for the cameraman, leaving the microphones to do the talking. Of which there is a lot. Eventually, Giles finds the suspected burglar doing a very bad job of looking innocent – as he's hiding in the loft. Much profanity later, they final

The TAG doesn't always use large metal things to get through doors. Sometimes they use sneakiness. Today is one of those days, and Simon is wearing an entirely different uniform – pretending to be a postie. Moving quietly and surreptitiously – in full riot gear – they set themselves up while Simon knocks the door and claims that he's got something for the occupant to sign. The moment the door is open, someone in riot gear calmly walks up and goes in without any problem at all other than mild protesting from the homeowner. There's a spot of squabbling over the cuffs (when isn't there?). He claims he's growing his cannabis because he's got kids and doesn't want street dealers around them. It turns out that he's got a rather extensive hydroponics setup which John is now in the process of dismantling. This isn't as easy as it looks, as their tools are a bit rubbish, and one of their claw hammers loses a fight with a stubborn tack. It's a heck of a haul, and probably a costly one too – particularly as they're going to destroy the lot of it. Darryl is out in Exeter looking for a motorist who's bashed up a lamppost and a parked car before driving off. Unsure as to whether he has abandoned his vehicle, Murphy is on hand, but turns out not to be needed after all as witnesses managed to grab the number, and now they have an owner's address to check out. Sure enough, a bashed up car is parked outside – and the challenge now is to find out who was driving, and whether they were bevvied up when they were doing it. A knock on the door reveals a young man who, confused at the arrivals, says at first that he has been out, and then claims that he's been in all night. It soon becomes clear that he is the only person that could have driven the car, as he matches the description – and the car has clearly been driven recently. Unfortunately, while he picked up the bumper of the car he hit, he managed to leave his own rear bumper behind. And yes, he was over the limit. We

Proceedings begin with Darryl in Exmouth, on his way to assist fellow officers who've been called in to deal with a young man who's threatened his family with a knife. The person concerned has holed up in a friend's house, and all descend, not entirely sure what they will find. Matters are quite tense, and the suspect appears to have scarpered according to the gentleman they speak to when they arrive. Matters soon deteriorate as the suspect's attempt at subterfuge falls to bits under questioning, and he attempts to leave as soon as it becomes clear that he's not got away with his pretence – a move which leads to a bit of a ruck in the back yard. It turns out that he hasn't got a knife – but the damage is done and he's going in. Out on the road with the RCU, Roger is sitting up on a bridge over the M5 near Tiverton with Mark waiting for a vehicle they've been alerted to which may be involved in the supply of drugs. He's sitting up nice and warm in the Beemer, while Mark is freezing his nuts off watching for the car from the bridge rail, and Giles is out on the motorway in another car actively hunting. He's found it, so Roger and Mark charge down to join him. It's a textbook stop, and the driver is quickly out. While he's being dealt with, Giles spots the female passenger fidgeting around her bust, and bolts out of his car to stop her. She claims not to know the driver, and is not at all happy at being handcuffed – standard procedure for a drugs search. Back at the nick, it's strip search time, and the passenger's wrap of heroin is discovered in her bra. In the car, however, Roger's sure there's more drugs – but he can't find them, so in goes a hugely enthusiastic spaniel called Oscar who has a much better nose than Roger does. Success! Out comes a brown sock stuffed with a whopper bag full of what looks like heroin – and there's a lot of it – which now won't be hitting the streets. No wonder Roger's grinning. Back in Exmouth, now with Gareth and Finn.

We open with the TAG – and Tony's CV. They're in Torquay today to raid a property which is claimed to have both drugs and stolen property within, so they've got the warrant and are prepping up to see what they can find. Plans are made in the van, and they head in with the Enforcer. As there's a dog, they've also got the fire extinguisher just in case. As they arrive, someone checks the door, and finds that they won't need the enforcer after all – and the TAG simply walks in. The dog, it turns out, is very pleased to see them, being a friendly little chap, and has to be carried through to the kitchen to make sure no one trips over him, a move which doesn't go down at all well with the suspect. The house is full of evidence of drug use – including the baby's nursery, which also contains a small hydroponics setup. More drugs are lurking in a small safe – cannabis resin – in extravagant quantities, and yet more plants turn up in a cupboard, while stalks and dried leaves are lurking in boxes and jars. All of it's seized, along with a heap of money in the kitchen. Once it's all sorted out, everything that's legit goes back – but the drugs are on their way to the bonfire. Chris and Luggy are parked on a bridge over the M5 near Tiverton. Jim has let them know that a vehicle on a marker for Class A drugs is heading their way, so Luggy's out on the bridge looking for it, while Giles is – again – parked on the on-slip waiting for it to come by. Luggy isn't entirely sure he's seen it, but he has – and Roger and Giles are soon behind it and pull it. The three occupants turn out to be four, so all four officers arrive and make their introductions. Chris's suspect doesn't take at all kindly to the camera, and has to be pulled from the car to be cuffed. The chap is claimed to have epilepsy, though being arrested isn't likely to trigger a fit. All it's done has made Chris suspicious that it was a distraction tactic. Elsewhere, the questioning has begun, and a full

Colin is out and about in Exeter with his dog Raven, and has been called in to assist some local officers with the dispersal of a bunch of people who've just left a pub. It is, as usual, alcohol fuelled, and there have been three callouts already thanks to the activities in the streets. Raven, muzzled so they can get right in amongst the crowds without the risk of anything more than flecks of drool on their clothes, is deployed and they head in to get people to move on. Needless to say, there is a hard core of obnoxious types – largely made so by drink – who have no intention of doing as bid, so there is no option other than to start making arrests. One of them attempts to flee, but is quickly apprehended and taken in, while another, who has been problematic for much of the night, just can't do what he's told and is still lurking. One arrest therefore is about to become two – or at least that's what Colin's planning until someone else comes along and distracts him. Taking the opportunity, the mouthy one flees – but doesnt get far as he is, in turn, distracted by an arriving police car and runs straight into a bollard. Off with the TAG to raid yet another cannabis factory in Newton Abbott one of the growing number responsible for the about-turn of cannabis growing which means that now 90% of the stuff is home grown rather than imported. As the suspect is potentially armed, the tasers are broken out, just to be on the safe side. Maintaining the element of surprise, they park up some distance away and come in on foot, before tiptoeing up a metal staircase and slamming in another TAG flap. The suspect is asleep – tucked up on a sofabed. Fortunately there's no weapon, but there are hydroponics tents – two of them. The only problem they have now is which of the plants they need to seize for evidence amongst the veritable forest of weed before disposing of the rest once a yield has been calculated. Then they have to get all the rest of the equipment out –

Steve is in Exeter, heading out to help with the hunt for a man behind the wheel of a reportedly stolen car being driven by a man also suspected of stealing numberplates. The car is, as feared, abandoned – on the edge of a country park, so it's going to be down to Razor now. The doughty hound immediately picks up a track, and pulls Steve on a merry cross country chase through bushes until they catch up with someone out in the middle of nowhere. The man refuses to get on the ground, but when finally floored, he starts hurling threats of complaints around because his bluetooth headset's fallen off. While Razor enjoys a good drink for his efforts, the collected officers go to search the car, only to find that the keys are missing. Out comes Razor again. He has a reputation within the dog section for being able to find proverbial needles in haystacks – and that's exactly what he does. One set of keys comin' up! Out in Plymouth with Roger and Mike on the hunt for illegal drug activity. Jim, out on the road with Mark, has pulled a car with four people in it, suspicious that there might be drugs on board, so he needs some back up. All four occupants corralled, they head back to the nick for the requisite searches. Things are reasonably congenial at first, and people seem happy enough – particularly as nothing's been found. Yet. Jim does find some coke – but as it's the fizzy rather than sniffy kind, that's not much use to them. A search of the female passenger uncovers a small portion of white powder in her handbag which is thought to be amphetamine, and the mood changes amongst the others as more information about them becomes available, particularly as one of them appears to be wanted for abandoning a taxi without paying – and not bothering to answer for it at court. Not to mention a teensy-weensy bit of ketamine which is – nonetheless – enough to have its owner hauled into the custody suite. Only one of the four turns out to have nothing hidden or outstan

Steve and Razor are in Exeter, heading out to assist with a report of a fight that leaves Razor with not a lot more to do than bark in the back. They reach the scene to find a single individual who is wearing a messy moustache of claret and an air of high dudgeon. He claims to have been attacked by a group of youths, and emphasises his anger at the situation with wild gesticulations that send splats of blood in all directions. He refuses to calm down, and ends up having to be section fived after lunging at Steve and the local officers who've also had to wade in. Matters are further muddied by some passers by who claim that, far from being set upon, he's actually been deliberately picking fights with anyone in striking distance, and one of them has the wounds to prove it. Things don't improve once the cuffs are on, as it takes three of them to get the man into the back of a van.

Exeter in the dead of the night. Darryl and Murphy are on their way to deal with a couple of youths who are in the process of scaring the hell out of people at a petrol station. By the time the cops arrive, the antagonists have gone, but the damage they've left is pretty clear. A local unit has stopped two likely suspects who are loud, obnoxious and bladdered. One of them finds it highly amusing that Darryl is being filmed, though this dissolves once he discovers that his friend is being arrested under section 5 of the Public Order Act. From the ensuing argument, it's not long before the officers have a matched set, though putting the pair into the back of the van is almost as challenging as having to critique their dancing. The TAG are getting ready for yet another raid, this one in Paignton. They need to act fast, to ensure that any drugs in the property are still there once they're in. Fortunately they don't repeat their epic entry from Episode nine and are swiftly inside. The occupants settled down and cuffed, the search begins. It doesn't take long to find a hydroponics unit, a small stash of heroin and a tasty little wodge of cash. There's no evidence that there's enough to deal, but there won't be any for personal use either now. Back in Exeter, now with Lee. Paramedics have asked for Police assistance at a railway station after they approached a man who pulled a knife on them. Mindful of both his safety and his dog's, Lee keeps Sharp on a tight lead and effectively straddles him to keep him from getting too far ahead. A tentative peek onto the platform leads them round into a shelter where a man is lurking. He stil has the reported knife, which he quickly relinquishes, and states that he only wants to get home. Sharp settles down to one side while Lee searches the man, who is not in the best of emotional health following a pretty rotten day, and cuffs him before sympathetically leading him away to a waiting van. It's a busy night for Lee. He's off t