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- Is that him?
- Yeah.

Cover me.

- You Dempsey?
- Yeah, who are you?

I don't know you,
you don't know me.

You called. What do you want?

- I've got a message for you.
- From who?

I don't know, I'm just a messenger.

What's the message?

50,000 in here.
Used, untraceable. It's yours.

For what?

You've been asking questions
round Millwall last week.

What questions?

You know, I don't.

I could've been asking where
to buy chewing gum in Millwall.

That worth 50,000?

Maybe.

No deal.

Think about it.

I don't have to think about it, pal.

You're under arrest
for attempted bribery.

Dempsey!

- Allright?
- I think he's still alive.

'Come in 5.
Come in 5. Are you receiving?'

Charlie 5 to control.

Dempsey.

Remember Joey?

This is from... Coltrane.

What on earth was he talking about?

Get away! Get him!

- Joey, what the hell's going on?
- Why, what's the problem? What?

- You didn't tell nobody else?
- No, nobody. Why? What?

- My boss just drove in here.
- Coltrane?

- Coltrane.
- You kidding?

He finally caught up with me.

Who did?

We've gotta get out of here. Now!

Seal the site off
and keep the press out of it.

- Are you sure this is Coltrane?
- Hmm?

All right. All right.

- It had to happen one of these days.
- But why now?

- Something we're working on, maybe.
- Which is what?

Nothing specific.

We heard somebody
was setting something up.

We don't know where or what.
They were looking for some muscle.

But there could have been
1,000 other ways.

At least.

How do you wanna play this?

I already thought it out.

There's only one way to play it.

I'm dead. One of those bodies
back there is mine.

And we send you to a different town.

Wrong. I stay here.
I go into deep cover.

Till I find out
what the hell is going on,

and how Coltrane
found me in the first place.

Then Harry will be your control.

Hold it!
You can both stop right there.

I'm not going to be anything until
someone tells me what's going on.

I'll arrange your funeral.

Who's Coltrane?

To the world, he's the
Assistant Commissioner of the NYPD.

To a very few...

he's chief protector of the biggest
crime families in New York City.

What's he got against you?

I all but busted him
in the middle of a drugs deal.

He put out a contract on me.

That's why I left New York.

Ah, Mr Conrad, you're just in time.
Can I ask you to sign this?

- Did you have a good flight?
- It was fine.

Your suites are all ready
for you, sir.

Weren't there going to be
two of you?

There will be.

Show Mr Conrad to his suite,
will you, please?

- Thank you very much, sir.
- Fine.

You know, Chas, every time
I read this, it makes me wanna cry.

Yeah, and if you'd only saved
one dog once from drowning,

we may have got you
a posthumous MBE.

I saved a dog...
No, he died.

- Hey!
- Ah, thank you, Chas.

How was my send-off?
Did they say nice things?

It was small, dignified,
and genuinely moving.

In other words,
totally inappropriate.

- No celebrities?
- No.

You can certainly tell
a man's character from his mourners.

- Yes, a couple of winos...
- Three retired burglars.

And an air hostess
from a rather obscure airline.

That was all?

You did have some
rather nice flowers.

Ahh.

In particular,
a rather splendid wreath.

Telegraphed anonymously
from New York.

Yours, Dempsey.

- What's this?
- An advance on your life insurance.

It ain't very much.

Deep cover, Dempsey.

If it takes a long time,
you'll have to earn a living.

- We can't afford to take chances.
- OK.

One final, obvious thing.

- Shoot.
- You'll be in the field.

Harry has control,
will be in charge of the case.

Sure.

Stay out as long as you
think it's safe, or

until Harry calls you in.

Good luck.

It's me. Yeah...

Yeah, the set up's perfect.

- Bedtime reading.
- Thank you.

Well, spread the misery,
circulate it to Interpol.

I feel better already.

- Lab wants us at 11.
- Fine.

Six weeks and not a word.

The thought of Dempsey out there,

doing I don't know what,
makes me very nervous.

Any sightings?

He's disappeared.

- Lucky.
- All right! Lucky, huh?

Would the mouth that said that like
to put some dough on the next shot?

You'd still have
to clear the table to win, yank.

No chance.

Here we go.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe that.

- You've blown it now, Mac.
- Unlucky, John.

I thought you was Mac The Lad.

Hey, you know,
the trouble with you limeys

is either these balls are too big
or your pockets are too small.

It's good, that.

You lose. You owe me £50.

What do you say to double or nothing
on the last ball?

How about double again,
if your man takes the shot?

Done.

I'd like to play you single,
sometime. Anytime.

Sorry, Johnny.

Good try, buddy.

I'll buy you a drink.

Hey, that guy you said
was looking for muscle.

- You see him around tonight?
- No.

See, I couldn't get the angle on it.
I mean, I was just...

Forget it, no sweat.
Two pints of beer, please.

You lost £200.

Well, you made the shot while the
money was high. It was a good try.

Listen, if you need some money
maybe I can help out, huh?

- How'd you like to work for me?
- Doing what?

You stick around, you know.
You keep me from getting into trouble.

You know, I'm new in town,
you show me around.

What's that word
you've got for bodyguard?

- Minder.
- Yeah. A minder.

- You can be my minder.
- How much?

Couple of hundred a week, I'll pick
up the tabs. What do you say?

- It's a deal.
- It's a deal. Thanks.

Who's that guy
just came in the door?

- That's him.
- That's who?

That's the guy
that's looking for the muscle.

- You know his name?
- No.

- But you could find out.
- Yeah, I could.

Yeah, well, find out, OK?
I'll circulate.

Er, Johnny,

- I'll circulate with you.
- Yeah.

Hello?

Hello. Good morning.
Is this Star Tour Services?

I think you've got the wrong number.

No, no. I've got the right number.
Don't hang up.

It's 437 4299, right?
Star Tour Services. Am I right?

Oh, it's you.

Do you realise,
it's 6 o'clock in the morning?

'Well, you know, time flies
when you're having a good time.'

Erm, the name is Lupino,
Johnny Lupino.

Johnny Lupino.

Yeah, you do guides, huh?
I need guidance.

Why, are you
in some kind of trouble?

No, no. No trouble.
I just want an official guide,

so I can see the sights, you know?
See the town.

- Yes, sir. When do you want to meet?
- Erm... 7 o'clock.

- This evening?
- No, now. 7 o'clock this morning.

- In front of Albert Hall.
- Right, sir. 7am.

Oh, listen, I want
an official guide, accredited,

in one of those cute,
little uniforms.

Oh, we don't wear uniforms, sir.

They don't do uniforms.

We need beer.

'Charlie 5 to Control,
approaching pick-up point now.

'Roger and out.'

Hah!

Hey, hey, hey! That guy wins!
Hey, hey!

- Look, it's our guidance!
- Yep.

- Mr Lupino?
- Hey!

- Butch, buddy, this is it. Let's go!
- Let's go!

Erm, excuse me.

I thought there was
only going to be one of you.

You're damn right, lady. There is
only one of me and one of him.

- You can call me Johnny.
- Or the Wolf man.

- Hey, I didn't catch your name.
- Galactica.

Well, Gal,
this is my minder, Mr Smiley.

- You can call me Butch.
- Thank you. Well?

Well, show us the sights.

♪ Hail Britannia
Britannia hails the way. Hey! ♪

- Other side.
- The other side.

- The other side.
- Argh!

♪ Rule, Britannia! ♪

All right, look, I'll have
chocolate ripple with the...

walnut flakes, maple syrup,
cherry on top.

- You sure?
- Positive.

- You sure?
- Yes.

- Get yourself something.
- Right.

- Dempsey, I have had enough!
- I've got a name for you. Conrad.

- He's looking for muscle. Top money.
- What's the job?

I don't know. Surveillance,
what's necessary, 24-hour.

Get a crack team
because this guy is no amateur.

- Description?
- Six foot, blond hair, blue eyes,

well-dressed, wears suits.
He's gonna set up a meeting.

Oof. They haven't got any maple, walnut,
cherries, nothing like that. Just vanilla.

- Vanilla.
- Vanilla. You sure?

He's setting up a meeting with some
heavies at a pub called The Pilot.

Hey, what's this?
Hey, you don't...

Are you all right?

Been worse.

Well, you look like
you need some sleep.

Hey, Johnny The Wolf don't sleep.

Divin' and jivin' all the time.

He's coming back.
Now, how do I contact you?

Dempsey, how do I contact you?

- Wanna lick?
- No, thanks.

Hey, Galactica's got
another booking, Butch.

I've seen enough already.
How much I owe you, sweetheart?

- £50.
- 50, 50! A day like today.

- Hey, here's 100.
- Oh, thank you so much, sir.

My pleasure.
Listen, if you break free later

maybe you could join us
for the happy hour at the Soho...

- Cellar.
- Soho Cellar.

Well, er, it's against regulations.

Well, all right. But if you change
your mind, you know,

and you've got a friend who'll
be nice to my friend, Butch...

Yeah.

Yeah? And who's
going to be nice to you?

Some broad, huh?

- I think she fancies you.
- Yeah.

'None of your own gear.
We'll provide all the hardware.'

I've already made the arrangements.

The other two will provide
the transport.

I'll clear it with the boss now.
I'll call you in an hour.

Carl!

Mara.

Mara. How are you?

Oh, good,
but don't ask about the flight.

The New York end is solid.

All we have to do
is deliver on schedule.

Only you could've set this up.

Oh, compliments are cheap.
Come on, I could use a drink.

No, you... Whoa. You gotta relax,
you're gonna be fine.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. I am telling you.

Yeah, you... you... you
gotta think broad-minded.

- Broad-minded.
- That's right.

- Losing your mind to get broads.
- Yeah.

Yeah, show her that you've got
an expanded sense of consciousness.

- Yeah, like, talk about the arts.
- The arts.

- Ballet. Ballet's a good one.
- You mean, like, men in tights?

Yeah, that sweat
really turns them on.

- Hey, Gal! You made it!
- Hi.

Bartender, a bottle
of your best Champagne.

- Who is this?
- Johnny, Blossom.

Blossom. Blossom, all right!

Butch, Blossom. Blossom, Butch.
Say hello.

- Hi. Hello.
- Fantastic. Hey!

- Where did you find her?
- Police academy. We have to talk.

- Hey, you like that song?
- Hey, I do.

This is our song. We're gonna dance.

Wait for the Champagne. Hey, hey.

Want a nut?

Hey, hey, hey. Shall we soiree?

You don't have to keep this up
all the time.

Keep what up?

What've you got?

Oh, we've opened up
a real nest of vipers.

- Oh, really?
- Carl Conrad has Mafia connections.

- Who are the other two?
- Ex-paratroopers.

Wow, he's putting together
a heavy team.

Wrong. Mara Conrad's putting
together a heavy team.

The wife?

- We think it's a cover.
- You're not sure.

No, she's a total mystery.

There is only one way to find out.

What's that?

That's if someone gets close to her.

Someone. How close?

Close enough to find out
what she knows.

- Friend of yours?
- Yeah.

- Seems nice.
- He is.

- I'm his minder.
- His what?

You want me to do this, huh?

Well, if you want to do it.

And you don't care?

Not if you don't care.

- Hey!
- Oh!

- Hey!
- Sorry about that.

Hey, keep it on. Ha-ha.

Well, what the hell.

If Johnny Lupino can pull this
broad, who cares about him, right?

Johnny Lupino may be out of his
depth. Mara Conrad is a class act.

- Lupino.
- Yeah.

Always put a cherry in a sling.

Hey, this guy wouldn't know a sling
from a bull shot.

- It doesn't matter.
- OK. OK.

Don't stare at the customers,
this is a smart hotel.

Yes, sir.

Your Singapore sling, sir.

- All the mysteries of the Orient.
- Thanks.

When she comes in,
call for another.

OK. Hey, I'll have another.

Right away, sir.

- Good evening. What'll it be?
- A martini.

- Dry, right?
- Very dry.

I know how to make 'em right.

Then you'll be
the only guy in town who does.

Lady, the way I mix them,

it's like putting Manhattan
in a glass.

- Hello there.
- Good evening.

- On your own?
- I'm waiting for someone.

Aren't we all?

Hmm?

Mm. You do make them good.

Can you see Central Park yet?

No.

That's cos you don't eat
your olives.

This stuff's bad for you.

Barman! A bottle of Champagne.
I'll tell you what we do...

- Hey, hey. Why don't you ease off, pal?
- What did you say?

Listen, why don't I order you some coffee?
Maybe you had too much to drink.

You trying to say I'm drunk?

No, sir. I wouldn't suggest
anything of the sort.

What the hell are you suggesting?
Do you know what he mean?

- Listen sir, stop bothering the lady.
- Lady? She's a hooker.

- Come on. How much do you...
- I think you'd better leave.

Hey!

You are fired.

Fired? Fine. Here, it's your loss.

Listen, why don't
we blow this joint?

I'd love to show you somewhere nice.

Why not?

- Are you listening to me?
- Sure.

Old Joe Barelli
went up the mountain.

No, not the mountain.
The Empire State Building.

There ain't no mountains
in New York City.

That's exactly why Joe Borelli took
little Louie up the Empire State Building.

It ain't the tallest
building any more.

Well, it was then,
when Louie was little.

Me too.

So he takes him up,
and he shows him the whole city.

- Brooklyn.
- Queens.

- Bronx.
- Staten Island.

- Richmond Hill.
- Richmond Hill!

So he said... Now remember,

the family controlled
all the garbage removal rackets

east of the Hudson,

so he says, one day, Louie,
if you marry my daughter,

"all of this garbage will be yours."

- It was his dream.
- Some dream.

And it all could have come true.

Except for the Lower East Side.

You know about that?

I've been around.

There's more to you, sweetheart,
than meets the eye.

You'd better believe it.

Ooh.

- Can you walk?
- I can't drive!

Oh.

Princess, your carriage has arrived.

Dump us home!

Thanks a lot, captain.
Regards to the wife.

- Johnny...
- Yeah?

Oh, I had a wonderful evening.

Yeah. Maybe we should do it again.

I'd like that.

I'll call you.

You lost your job on account of me.

Yeah, I guess I did.

- I'll talk to my husband about you.
- Why would you wanna do that?

Well, he might have something
for you, who knows?

Would that be cool?

Johnny. You are very special.

My husband is not
going to get in the way.

Let's do this right.

It's me.

You were dreaming about me, right?

I have nightmares
about you when I'm awake,

why would I need to dream about you
when I'm asleep?

Mind if I help myself to a beer?

Why should I mind? You've
broken in here so many times now,

I might as well
just give you a set of keys.

So, how did it go?

Well, you were wrong
about Lupino's charms.

Hm?

He did all right.

So, what did he find out?

Well, nothing yet.

Then why are you here?

Just making a report
to my controller.

Hey, listen,
I'm sorry if I'm keeping you up.

Dempsey.
What is the matter with you?

You've been acting
very peculiarly lately.

Nothing.

There's something going on.

It's more than just Coltrane.
I can feel it.

You don't wanna know.

Yes, I do. I'm your partner,
I have a right to know.

I was working on this case...

with my partner, Joey...

...for a long time.

Five years on and off.

We worked outside the department,
on our own.

Joey started hitting the bottle.

He became unreliable.

The closer we got,
the more he started to crack.

But I kept at it.

Till it got so close, so hot.

So stupid.

So obvious, I never saw it.

All the time...

...Joey had feeding me false leads
that he'd been fed.

Cos all the years I was looking
for the man,

The Man had already
gotten to my partner.

We were finally gonna nail the man,
sampling a new shipment.

A culmination of five years' work.

I waited for this phone call
from Joey.

All night, I waited.

'He called.
Told me to meet him at the docks.

'The finger's gonna bring
the sample to the man.

'Then we're gonna nail him.

'Suddenly, Coltrane shows up.

'Coltrane was the man.

'Only, instead of the finger
bringing the sample to Coltrane...

'..he brings it to me.

'Joey had set me up.'

Get away! Get him!

Maybe was his drinking
that saved my life.

Cos his reflexes were slow.

He was gonna
blow the back of my head off.

And instead, you shot him.

So...

you killed your partner.

Has the merchandise arrived?

Oh... are the deals today?

- Same location?
- Yeah.

I need some information
on a Jonny Lupino.

L-U-P-I-N-O.

Uh, what sort of information?

Anything you can get.

I'm gonna get some sleep.

- It's me, Jonny, it's Butch!
- How many times did I tell ya?

Knock, speak, enter!

I forgot.

It's OK. It's OK.

OK, boss.

I hate this heap!

- You drive.
- I dunno, boss. Er...

- Do you know how to drive?
- Yeah.

OK, let's go. Move it.

OK.

What are we waiting for? Clearance?

OK, I'm ready.

- How long you been driving?
- Since I was a kid.

- Only, er...
- Only what?

Only I lost my licence
a couple of years ago.

Did you kill anybody?

- No.
- Then drive.

Hey, boss, we've got company.

Stay cool, Butch.

OK, leave it to me.

No, Butch!

Butch!

Butch!

Butch, look at that!

Butch! Butch!

The lady wants to talk.

Nice driving!

What's the matter?
Your phone disconnected?

Not the time for jokes, Jonny.

He was carrying this.

Hmm.

Got a lot of friends
in New York, Jonny?

I got a few.

- Who have you worked for?
- Lots of people.

Like?

Sorry, baby, I don't kiss and tell.

- Good habit to get into.
- Yeah, that's right.

I might have a job for you.

Well, I ain't so sure I want it.

- You don't know what it is yet.
- Yeah, well, I got a problem, see?

I don't like working for broads.

This broad
could make it worth your while.

What's the job?

Just driving.

Yeah, well, your messenger boys here
wrecked my car.

I'll buy you another one.

- What about my minder?
- He's alive. What else does he want?

Well, he's sensitive
and he's very attached to me.

- What would you suggest?
- You give him a job,

I'll give him a piece of my action.

OK. It's a deal.

Wait outside.

Yeah, wait outside.

What was that all about?

Just trying to make it
look authentic.

I went to a lot of trouble
to get this organised.

Listen, I'm trying
to keep your old man

from getting suspicious,
that's all.

And don't ever
call me a broad again.

No insult intended.

I get excited. It's in the blood.

Like when you blow your job
in the hotel for me?

Yeah.

You should be more careful.

I'm not a careful guy.

Now, look, sir,
they've bought anti-tank weapons,

automatic rifles, stun grenades,

and been inspecting
gas installations.

Now, we have enough to book them
on conspiracy now.

Why don't we just go ahead
and do it?

Good morning, Sergeant.

Sorry, Guv, tail on Mara, lost her.

About half an hour
after she left the hotel.

What is your real concern, Sergeant?

Dempsey's only undercover
to stay alive.

Now, the longer
he stays on this case,

the less chance he has of doing it.

He shouldn't even be on this case.

Is, er...

that the way he feels about it?

Dempsey would never take himself
off a job,

no matter how dangerous it got.

Is he bearing up?

Yes... so far.

Then it's your decision, Sergeant.

You're his control. You're in
the best position to judge.

But the longer he stays there,
the better chance we have.

Sure.

He's on the payroll,
like you asked, Leon.

Sure, sure, OK.

Jonny Lupino is on.

I hope you're right about him,
Coltrane.

I've checked him out.

Yeah, he's just the man for the job.

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