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Home sweet home, right?

I tell you, I don't care if I'm never writing another gig after that lot.

You said that last time.

Yeah, well, that was my red word ever.

What was it this time?

Oh, well, it's too much of a churn in Lager.

I don't know.

It's a good thing.

There we go, Chief.

Right on schedule.

You know what?

I should be running British Rail.

Hey, let's stop for some breakfast before we get this lock back, yeah?

What do you do without here?

I mean, what's that?

We've got pulled back now, right?

Yeah, you're losing.

Oh, problem.

And in my mouth, didn't I?

The last little bit that's safe for the homeward stretch, yeah?

What do you think?

Oh, come on.

It's a punch, really.

It's all right, my son.

What do you do?

You have a leg on toast and a tea, please, nothing.

Sure, yeah.

Me, I want a double egg, bacon, beans, tomatoes, and a fried slice.

Oh, and two rounds of toast and a cup of tea, please.

So, I'm hungry.

They're making it simple for us.

You stay with the car and follow me when I drive out.

And, uh, nice and easy, right?

I'll tell you what I'm going to keep for the

rest of the week when we've done that lot of.

If I can get my eyelids together.

What do you mean to cigarettes in with them?

Oh, I left them in the van.

I don't carry them around for you.

Yeah, but if they bring my breakfast, don't go look in my egg, OK?

I don't bet on it.

And what are you doing?

Get it!

I guess that does one as for your chest, huh?

Hey, you hit it.

What do you get, a cupidaw or something?

No, I get a gorilla from America.

What are you doing here, Dempsey?

This is strictly for club members.

And don't tell me you've joined because they wouldn't have you.

See now, there you go again with that class barrier stuff.

What is that anyway?

Something you got with cereal box tops?

It's a compound burrs, since you ask.

Works like a pulley system so that the draw weight is minimised.

Frowned on in this sort of circle, but certainly very powerful.

I don't see too many of these Robinhoods frowning.

How'd he get away with the bad form of being a car?

Will you please tell me what you're doing here?

We got business, honey.

The crappers hit the fan at Agencourt, and spikens

the fifth have need of the in-life funny bone arrow.

And for sooth has sent me to fetch the and bring the length spot like now.

Will you stop torturing the language and tell me what you're trying to say?

Okay.

A hijack truck, murder with a 38, and the chief's

gone crazy because you ain't running your day off.

Which is no longer your day off.

So, are you coming?

Of course, since you put it so well.

Don't give me the run around about preference, Frank.

You know what I want.

Alias is known associates, previous ammo with a lot.

And I don't want them next Wednesday.

I want it now.

All right, you do that.

Oh, make this.

Welcome back to the 20th century.

No bows and arrows in this one, I'm afraid.

Just big, nasty bullets.

Dempsey's brief, do I take it?

Yes, he has.

I understand we have a witness to the matter.

Yes.

One lovejoy, would you believe?

Sales rep and athletic supports.

An uplifting sort of a job, eh?

Yeah, well...

When we at the talking chief... You don't.

He's given us all we want.

Positive ID on the gunman.

And he's prepared to swear to it.

Summarize it for his sergeant.

Wouldn't want our colonial brethren to feel left out.

Colonial.

We whipped your butts 200 years ago.

Sir.

Let me see the mugshot, Harry.

Please.

Name's Paul Marshall, aged 34, born and lives in London.

Started as a car thief, graduated to robbery.

Did three years in Brixton, 73 to 76.

No convictions since, but twice arrested on

suspicion of trafficking in prohibited drugs.

Well, well, released on both occasions through lack of evidence.

So we don't have to get slippery while it was in a joint.

And where to buy a gun, I should think.

Well, he certainly graduated from being a car thief.

Certainly has.

What he doesn't tell you in there is that Marshall's

making some very funny friends for a minor crook.

If the wisp is right, he's moved into the drug trade coming from the Middle East.

He set up a run through Europe, to Amsterdam, to London, and probably New York.

Oh yeah, I'd like to meet him.

I thought you might.

Well, now's your chance.

Whatever it is is a can of worms.

He wouldn't go back to nicking trancets for a laugh.

And now he's shooting.

The governor wants him, and I want him.

Badly.

Well, thank you very much for waiting, friend.

There's nothing like a bit of backup when you need it.

You are stupid.

There is no room for stupidity in what we do here.

What was I supposed to do with the guy?

Bring him along for the ride?

You were supposed to deliver this with a minimum of attention.

According to the radio, you now have half the police in London looking for you.

Not good, Mr. Marshall, for any of us.

Listen, you've got the stuff, haven't you?

If the law's out to get me, that's my problem.

You and your little mob are still clean, aren't you?

Now, do you want the gear or not?

So, show us, please.

Who's that one there?

Now, Lauren and I, he can do the donkey work.

Take his gun.

What's going on?

I love the van.

Just a minute.

I ain't about you two fates bastard.

You and me had a deal.

That was before the shooting, though.

Now we have a liability.

You.

So, we keep you until you can no longer jeopardize us.

Then we shall see.

Here we go, piglet.

Couple of superdicks for you.

Real heavy mob.

Hey, nice to hear the noise.

What's he talking about?

Who are you?

Just a couple of cops, piglet, don't get sweaty.

Man, if I call you a piglet, everybody seems to be doing it.

So, yourself, anything's better than Cyril.

What you want?

We'd like to hear your version of what happened today.

And why you think it happened.

Well, I don't know, don't I?

Some lunatic Nick Levan has shot me mate.

I've already gone over it ten times with the other lot.

We'll go over one more time.

We got to lose.

Got you a little bad, Harry?

Naturally, Lieutenant.

Who are you?

Open the door.

It was all right, Eddie, was.

And we did a lot of miles together.

What a way to go, eh?

And what a way to go.

How easy would it have been to plant you on the way back?

Switch a case of something.

Not impossible.

And when we were just a row crew, not secure it, or...

Hey, do you reckon that's what it was?

They set us up.

You wouldn't be the first by any means.

It's a lot safer than taking it through customs yourself, if you're a dealer.

And don't come back if anybody gets busted.

Listen, I'm sorry about your friend.

I know how it feels.

Yeah, I'm sure you'd do.

Hey, listen, how much longer have I got to stay cooped up in here?

I mean, I only saw the back end of it.

You shouldn't be here much longer once you've signed the statement.

If you like, I'll get them to bring you a cup of tea.

Yeah, it'd be nice.

Hey, yeah.

You couldn't get them to put a bite and sandwich beside it, could you?

I've just realised I'm starving.

He was giving us the truth, wasn't he?

As far as I could see.

Didn't seem like one of Nietzsche's gangsters to me.

Speaking of which, we're no close to Marshall from anything he told us.

But there must be a tie in somewhere.

Marshall didn't just pick them out of a hat.

It must be the studio.

Somebody who works there was something.

So many people who go in and out of that.

I'm going to drop you off.

Then I'm going to go by my place.

I need to pick up a few things.

Dempsey, spiking's waiting with the idea of Marshall's address.

We need aids, remember?

Yeah, or work around them if we don't.

So you liaise and I'll work around them.

We'll save a lot of time.

Look, we got a killer out there, remember?

Look.

We got drugs here.

We got rock and roll here.

There's only one thing missing with us.

Really?

What might that be?

Sex.

Oh, this is ridiculous, Massaid.

You know that.

What do you think I'm going to do?

Turn you in or something?

You'd be like cutting me home throat.

Perhaps not.

But for the present, I prefer to keep you where

you can do us no harm, consciously or otherwise.

Simply a precaution.

Oh, yeah.

Then what happens?

I suppose you pay me off and we all live up never after.

I'm dead, and you know that you two face bastard.

You're a bastard!

I'm evil.

I'm a lame-shit.

I'm a lame-shit.

Oh, yeah.

In this place, I'll hit this island.

Chris, that was absolutely divine, darling.

It sounded like your lunch was coming up.

What?

Listen, take a 10 minute break and we'll see

if there's anything there we can salvage.

Yeah, all right.

I see if I can learn the words.

Oh, this one's got words, is it?

Who are you?

Don't tell me you're Terrence Donovan, because he wears a whistle.

If you're taking pictures, what's the need to whistle for?

It's a suit.

Whistle and flute suit.

Are you a yank?

Born a bread.

Not well-bred, just bread.

We're about.

New York.

Where else is there?

Don't know, I've never been.

You don't look American.

It's just your accent.

I don't, huh?

My old man was Irish.

My mother was Italian.

That would have make me American.

What are you doing here?

Free Hanson, just trying to make a buck.

Yeah?

You print any of that, and I'll sue you.

Or my manager will.

Personally, I couldn't give a toss.

What's your name?

Jim Dempsey.

What's yours?

Christie.

Short for Christine.

Looks better on the posters, too.

Looks good enough to me.

Don't give me any of that rubbish.

Have any two on you?

Jim Dempsey, have you?

I could do this and sparkle in here.

Well, no, uh, what I heard there was some around.

I just didn't run into it yet.

Next two of us.

Midwest Sharp for a fortnight.

With all this law that's been flapping around.

You hear about that?

Yeah, somebody got shot, right?

Yeah.

Bela called Eddie.

One of the road is here.

Madness, innit?

You said it.

They said Eddie was a friend of Major's, huh?

How should I know?

You'd have to ask Mitch, wouldn't you?

Just trying to score.

You know I could run into him?

Who knows?

I'm not his agent.

Okay, Christie, let's have another crack at it.

Yeah, all right.

You're nearly all right.

Perhaps it's just being a yank.

Are we wasting our time here or what?

Come on, spit it out.

Looks like it, sir.

Marshall hasn't been seen around here for the last month or so.

He hasn't paid the rent, either.

You lot found anything?

No, sir.

No.

No.

He's moved on.

Well, this is just a meeting place.

You can't have all the luck, can we?

What about surveillance?

He could still use it as a bolt-on.

Let's leave that to the uniforms.

They like all that hanging about.

What you've got to do is to round up our vanishing

American and get your noses out onto the street as a team.

Hello?

Julie?

It's Paul.

How are you, darling?

Paul, I'm okay.

Well, apart from working, we'd love you in the South Speaks English anymore.

What have you been?

Well, over the place, love.

Listen, what are you doing this evening?

Are you in here?

I thought I might drop round, you know?

Bring a bottle of wine or something.

Is that all right?

Oh, that'd be lovely.

I was only going to go home, have a bath and stay at the box.

Use your stuff.

I've finished around seven, thank God.

Well, I'll see you later.

Don't take any wooden money now, will ya?

Hey?

No.

Paul, I've missed you.

Yeah, me too.

You're a good girl, darling.

See you later, darling.

Yeah, bye.

It's called procedure.

You must have heard of it, even in the wilds of New York.

What kind of police force do you think we'd have of everyone just took off and

played Humphrey Bogart whenever they felt like it?

What's he doing?

Spiking his tear when he rears off about me, is that it?

Not for the first time.

I didn't ask for you, Dempsey.

And I'm certainly not going to jeopardize my career for you.

Do you understand me?

Just stay in line, will you?

Okay, Commissioner.

I'm sorry.

You want to hear about my lead now?

What, Lee?

Well, it seems there's this guy who hangs

around the studios, a dealer, a local candy man.

If there's a time where Marshall chances are it's him.

Where do we find him?

Well, that part I didn't get, just a name.

So you've got some leg work to do.

How are your legs?

Our friend, Piglets is self-confessed, pothead, isn't he?

The water works for the studio, let's ask him.

Hey, why didn't I think of that?

And I'm supposed to be the brains that it's not fit.

No, I'm the brains, actually.

You're the math.

Say again?

Thanks, love.

Hey, remember us?

Yeah, cool set there.

What you want?

Come on, you lose your appetite.

I thought you was starving back in the car.

Yeah, so did I.

Can't seem to get my mind off Eddie, I suppose.

I mean, you don't see it every day, do you?

Do you want to help us find the man who killed him then?

We know who he is, but we don't know where he is.

We need an address from you.

Me?

Who's?

A fellow named Mitch.

A guy you buy your dope from.

Where is he?

Mitch?

Who said I know Mitch?

Who told you that?

Let's say it was an educated guess.

Who's more important to your piglet, your friend Eddie, or your dope dealer?

Well, doesn't it work like that with you?

After all, he's dead, isn't he?

Why put yourself out?

Yeah, all right.

I don't owe Mitch any favours.

But I don't see how Bostonium's going to get

you that farm when he's strictly announces, man.

He gets it from a guy who gets it from another guy

who probably carries a gun to protect his investment.

We're not talking peace and love here.

Now, where do we find them?

He lives off the portbella near that Irish pub there.

I don't remember the number.

He's got a room in the basement.

And that's it.

That's all I know.

That's good enough.

We'll find him.

I bet you will.

Have a nice day.

Don't give him our regards, will you?

We should have kept these at hand, Massad.

He would not have gone far.

Perhaps not.

And perhaps we would have attracted just a little attention to ourselves, eh?

He thought like a fool, Halil.

What if you get caught?

He will tell them all he knows about us.

They know it.

It changes nothing.

Even if he gets caught, what can he tell them?

That he smuggled guns for a man called Massad?

It was nothing about purpose, yes, sir.

And since we have but one opportunity, our plans remain the same.

We should have killed him soon.

Once we had the guns, we should have killed him.

Yes, we should have killed him.

But we didn't.

Perhaps the police will do it for us.

He has a gun and he is desperate.

And even if they find him, they will not take him easily.

See if he can put an answer.

I'll check around the back.

What's up, Massad?

Excuse me, mate.

Not this time, Mitch.

I hope that's what's going on.

You might have said who you were.

I mean, I could have had a heart attack the way you came in.

For a guy with bad nerves, you're in the wrong business, Mitch.

What are you doing to hear a siren pass out?

Well, you could have been anybody, couldn't you?

Who could he have been, Mitch?

One of Paul Marshall's friends?

Who's Paul Marshall?

Why is that little fella?

Or I'll bite that nose off your face.

She'll bust you if you deal and dope.

And accessory will murder you.

You like the sound of that?

Oh, come on.

I don't know what's going on.

I mean, I heard the news on the radio and I put two and two together.

That's all.

What'd you do for Marshall?

He's serious.

So am I.

Well, I didn't do a lot.

That numbers, tour dates, anything I picked

up, got a lump of dope out of it now and again.

But I don't know what's going down with him.

He's right out of my league.

How'd you make contact with him when you needed him?

I didn't.

He found me.

I'm telling you the truth.

It wouldn't come here.

So I talked to him in the street, or were we going to a bar somewhere?

Which bar's name's him?

Well, I don't know.

Some in the West End.

We went to a few in the West End a couple of times.

Placing Covent Garden, a sort of wine bar.

He was well in with some waitress there.

A girlfriend?

Yeah, yeah, I'd say so.

What'd she look like?

Did she have a name?

Yeah, Julie.

Yeah, I think it's Julie.

I mean, she's a dark hair, real good looker.

That's Julie.

He was right.

She's a dark.

I'm sure she'd be overwhelmed here, you say so.

Charlie 5 to control.

Come in, Charlie 5.

What's happening, Harry?

We've got a tale on Marshall's girlfriend heading West.

Tell Spikeings will sit on it when we get to where she's going.

Could be Marshall's photo, out.

Gotcha.

I'll give him the word.

Get Spike into it, and Harry's on to something.

You're just going to sit here?

Why don't we shake it down?

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

We do nothing without Spikeings' word, remember?

Particularly you, which means no shaking down of dolls, as I understand it.

Okay, whatever you say, Sergeant.

I mean commissioner.

Hey, get company.

That's him, Dempsey.

That's him.

Close that day.

Let's go.

No.

What do you want to war on the street?

We'll let him go in and we call Spikeings.

Charlie Five, come in control.

Yeah, control's the damn word all night.

Spike, please.

Let's have it, Harry.

That cab just delivered Marshall to the girl's place.

He's gone in, Sandy, he's on his own.

You don't leave him that way.

I want to know where that van is and what's in it.

And he's no good to me with holes in him.

Got that damn scene.

He said tight and wait for me.

Yeah, I heard all ready.

We got a walking rule book with me.

Right, jazz, get on that thing, get some cars over there fast.

Then get on to the governor and tell him I want marksman too.

But I don't want Marshall to get one single snippet of it, right?

Not one uniform, not one sound.

Time to wear tennis shoes if they have to.

What's he looking for?

Nothing.

Honest.

Mm.

Sweetheart.

You haven't had anyone button on in you today, have you?

I mean about me.

No.

Cool, it's not why should I have.

It's all right.

I just got a deal going funny on me, that's all.

See, I set up a bit of business with a fellow called Masshead.

And now he and his Arab mates are trying to screw me for it.

It's ridiculous, really.

I didn't even want to get involved in the first place.

Look, he's not here now, is he?

And you're not going to spend the whole evening looking out of the window for him.

I thought you came in to see me anyway.

Yeah, of course I did.

Of course I did.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

That ain't back up on its way.

We're going to seal up the street and put two men on the opposite roof if we can.

If he comes out shooting, we might need the insurance.

You stay put until you get the word from me.

Understood.

He's checking the insurance, babe.

If you want, I can widdle you a couple arrows.

Why not?

They make a good deal less noise than you do.

Let's take the wine and go to bed, shall we?

It's not far.

Now that is the best offer I've had all day.

What are you doing?

Shit!

Drop it, Marshall.

Let her go.

Now get out of my way!

Or she's dead!

I mean it!

You won't get out of the street unless you drop that gun.

That's a promise.

Shut you down!

And you'll take one more step in here and she's dead.

Do you understand me?

Back off!

You stay where you are.

How's the table?

How's the table?

Marshall!

Marshall!

Give it up.

You've got to know where to run.

Please.

Please get back.

I thought we'd get back.

I guess he ain't going to tell us much now.

So this was the first time you've seen him for a while, was it?

And you've no idea where he'd been or what he was doing?

No.

He wrote me at work and said he wanted to see me.

It was how it always was.

Did he say anything to you after you arrived?

Did you know the police were looking for him?

Not the police, no.

He said somebody was looking for him, but not the police.

I didn't know honestly, I didn't know.

A name girl.

We need a name.

Easy, easy.

Come on.

The girl just had a loaded 38 stuck in her face.

Did he say why they were looking for him, Julie?

Who they were?

He said they were Arabs, I think.

He said he didn't want to do it, whatever it was.

He didn't want to do it.

Yeah, I bet.

But no name's nothing else.

He did say somebody...

My son, my son.

I think if that was it, my son.

Do you ever mention this mess I had before?

Did Marshall have an address somewhere that you know about?

House or flat?

But it always come to you.

He moved around.

The only thing he paid when it was a lock-up garage in Battersea.

No where it is, Julie?

Hassan and Khali will be in the van here by the telephone box.

At that signal, Yasser and myself will leave and take this route here,

so to arrive here.

Battersea and you, Khali should be approaching from this direction.

It will be early and will be little traffic, which is better for us.

When we see you, we shall take our position here, and here is where we act.

You follow this.

Tomorrow, remember this.

If necessary, Khali means worth all our lives.

We succeed, and we die for him.

Bingo.

One hijack van.

We hit the jackpot, Harry.

Oh, what's left of it?

Let's see if we can put some light on the subject.

Looks like whatever came in went out in a hurry.

So Marshall must have delivered the goods.

To myself, presumably.

Maybe not.

Maybe Marshall ripped them off before he could get here.

And that's why massage is looking for him.

True.

You've got a criminal brain, Dempsey.

Yeah, well, I went to a good school.

This must be the one.

Opened with a crowbar by the look of it.

So much of a guarantee.

No, what's that?

I have a feeling you might be somewhat familiar with this.

Oh, yeah.

It's cartridge paper.

Gun oil.

Thought you'd recognize it.

Yeah, you make it sound like I use it as an aftershave.

There's more in here, you know.

You've got to be thinking what I'm thinking.

Just for once.

And Marshall was gun running.

Yeah, enough for the legal decency either.

This is terrorism, Harry.

All right, Scotty, you fit.

Here's our man.

Salim Masad, born Syria 1949, age 35, suspected terrorist affiliation,

Lebanon, 1977, organized student groups, Beirut, 1978 to 80, instrumental in Black

September operations under the leadership of Yasuf Kerriam.

I doubt whether he knew it, but Marshall

teamed himself up with a genuine revolutionary.

Black September, what is that, an English weather report?

It's a terrorist organization.

Finance by drug running.

Probably where Marshall came in.

He must have had enough on him to get him into this one.

Still doesn't explain what Masad's up to over here.

In a minute.

What was that second name on the printer?

Karim, Yasuf Kerriam.

The bells are ringing somewhere.

Spangings.

Get me Roscoe at the yard, will you?

Very soon now Karim, very soon.

No,

I'll hand it, Roscoe.

You let your governor know what's going down, will you?

We've had Karim locked up under our noses all this time.

He shot an Arab diplomat outside his home two months ago.

It's like bloody tribal warfare.

Where is it?

Brixton.

They're moving him to high security today.

Spangings, SI-10, I want a word with your governor fast.

Masad's going to spring him.

He's got the iron to do it, that's for sure.

Come on.

Hi, where are you going?

Brixton, is that's probably on the street with those guns right now?

All right, but you keep your radio open.

Any sign of trouble, you call for backup.

Right, that's it!

I hate you, boys.

I hate you.

You're well versed in ballistics, Dempsey.

What do you think they're armed with?

It's something smaller than nasty.

Shame pistols, I guess.

You throw a lot of bullets real fast.

You throw to Charlie Five.

Are you receiving me, Charlie Five?

You'd better be unless you fancy being unemployed.

You can't fire me, I'm an American citizen.

Forget about the prison, Dempsey.

Kevin's already on his way.

There's a three-car convoy going east to one's worth.

Get after it and back him up.

I've got a nasty feeling they're going to need it.

We're on our way.

Masad's going to hit him, he's going to hit him now.

Where the hell are we?

Not far.

I'm not near enough.

Well, sit tight.

How do you want to do that?

Private public school.

What's the matter?

I thought you were used to that side of the road.

You

ready on the convoy?

Yes, sir.

They're armed and they've been told what to expect.

My belt.

Down with us now, Hassan.

Charlie!

We're in one's worth of Chicago.

Get down!

You move up, kill you.

Ma, spread up, spread up!

Give me that.

Who do you think you are anyway, huh?

Right across the town, you're charging here, you're not even armed!

Don't tell me you're complaining.

You don't make me sure a lousy cop.

And you're a worse driver.

If there's any shortcoming in my ability to do my job, it's

because I have to be shackled to you while I'm doing it.

Shackled to me, huh?

That's not a bad idea.

A happy day and night.

Have a little bit.

Look at this.

What in hell do you call this, Dempsey?

Don't you know where you are yet?

This is one's worth of Chicago.

Hey, you can't blame me for this.

I wasn't driving.