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Bit noisy living round here, innit?

It's nearly time. Nothing out front.

Anything your end, Oscar 12?

Not a light, guv. Off.

It's getting a bit late, isn't it? Yeah.

No-one is gonna blag that bank.

Haskins' informants were always rubbish.

We've waited over an hour. Must have got cold feet. I'm calling it off.

What did I tell you, George?

Nice work with the electronics, Danny boy.

I told you, no names!

Make a nice Christmas present.

Drive out! Move yourself!

Come on, move!

Morning, guv. George.

Right, sir.

How much?

The manager is checking. They think over 200 thou'.

They leave anything else behind besides their dust?

Only the antique geezer in there.

Where is he? Hospital.

Did they knock him about? Nah, not really. He's got a dodgy ticker. Observation.

It's a bloody demolition job.

Don't gloat. I was wrong and Haskins was right.

Except he did pick the wrong bank.

Yeah.

They worked it during a stock car meeting. Clever, that.

Enough noise to drown a road drill.

Enough coppers around to protect the Bank of England.

Fair's fair, guv. They were slogging a Saturday night shift

on voluntary overtime for a few extra pence an hour.

Some of them did a 13-hour day.

Up the Federation.

Guvnor, the sergeant is divisional rep. Local lads are a bit sensitive.

So's Haskins. He got the news in the middle of his bacon and mushrooms.

Your man was right, then, guv.

Not quite. He was about 200 yards out.

Has he got any more for you? Who the gang might be?

I don't know. He's gone to ground.

He knows what's good for him.

The manageress. What a shambles.

We've only recently had this place redecorated.

It'll take more than just a woman's touch.

Miss Hepple. Detective Chief Inspector Haskins.

Detective Inspector Regan. I make it 178,000 in new notes,

about 30,000 used, singles, fives and tens.

You were unlucky. These are the serial numbers of the new notes.

Get that on the teleprinter to CRL. Right.

'Will Dr Richardson please go to casualty.

Dr Richardson to casualty.'

The wire man knew his job. Who?

The joker who fixed these alarms.

One of them should have rung in the police station round the corner.

It's a tough job to blag without an assist. Please, in English?

An inside job, Miss Hepple.

Are you suggesting...that there is an accomplice in the bank?

A hold-up is one thing. Pulling a stunt like this is another.

We shall need to do a complete check on your staff.

Domestic backgrounds, state of their accounts, everything.

What are you looking for? Bribe money?

No. Big spenders.

Three of my best prints.

Nine quid each.

How are you feeling?

Right as rain. Bit stiff, that's all.

Did you see any of their faces?

200,000 you're after.

Not my prints. We'll do our best.

Yes, and you'll be investigating me, too.

In case I had a hand in it.

I was a War Reserve constable, you know?

Mr Tilley, with all your police experience,

did you notice anything at all about 'em?

Take your time. Anything that might help us?

Not really. Tough nuts.

Pros. Didn't talk much.

But there was one thing.

One of them called another by his first name.

Got balled out for it.

What name? Danny.

Are you positive? It was "Danny", all right.

He must have been the bloke who fixed the alarms.

Why? Well, it was because the other one said,

"Nice work with the electrics, Danny."

There we are, Danny. Fresh from the laundry. No charge.

Thanks, Arthur. Anything I can get you outside?

Sure, one of those inflatable plastic birds. A nice, little blonde.

I don't go near them sort of shops.

Anyway, none of them come under six feet.

She'll give you away, legs sticking out the end of the bed.

Danny, have you heard? About what?

Eddy Cory. He was up before the visiting magistrates on Friday.

What did he get? Lost all his remission.

They said he looked real ugly. You shouldn't have got mixed up in the fight.

If I hadn't, you'd be in hospital.

Maybe I should have agreed to help him escape.

And lose your own remission? He had it coming to him.

Don't you worry about Cory.

You heard he's back on full stretch? Yeah, Arthur is scared.

Not for myself, man. Cory can't touch me in this hostel.

Right, Bill? Don't you be too sure about that. I'd be careful.

Boy, you two really make it feel like Monday morning.

Have a good weekend? Yeah, who says there aren't any oats in porridge?

Danny. I remembered that radio. Do you think you can fix it?

I'll do what I can. See you tonight.

Right, thanks.

Will they switch Cory somewhere else?

They might do. But that wouldn't stop him if he wanted to get even.

Cory's got friends everywhere. Inside and out.

Edmonds, John.

Gilmore, Wilfred.

Snuffed it last November. That computer needs a new set of marbles.

Harnet, Dennis. Holder, Ernest Daniel.

Couldn't mend a fuse nowadays.

Lost an arm in a car crash.

I forked out a quid for his presentation actually.

How kind.

Ingrams, Stephen. Joffy...

Daniel. Back in Australia.

We had to send a file on him to Brisbane a few weeks ago.

Kelly, Timothy. Jobson, Ned.

Hold on, here's one. Keever, Daniel.

Anyone else with that name?

No. Right.

Get a full print-out on Keever from

Hello, guv.

Have you seen that? "Snatch Of The Day."

Not very sporting.

Makes our lot look like a Gilbert and Sullivan chorus.

Local infantry, it's not their fault. Maybe not.

But the fifth floor expect us to pull our fingers out.

The only lead so far is the name "Danny" overheard by the antique man.

It's a sloppy mistake to make for a bunch of pros.

If they never slipped up like that, our job would be twice as hard.

We're checking form on a wire man called Keever.

Danny Keever? You know him?

He helped knock off a fur warehouse in Cricklewood three years ago.

Was Keever one of Eddy Cory's team? That was his first job with them

after a lot of petty stuff. Cory brained a night watchman. Badly.

They put him away for nine years.

Yes, I remember Danny Keever.

But you're wasting your time. Why?

I was in court when he collected five.

That means he's still inside.

Er, he isn't quite.

Morning, Danny. Wotcha, Mark.

Mr Sale. Good morning.

Didn't know you were here. Everything's all right?

Yeah, everything's fine. Mr Sale is thinking of taking on

a few more pre-release blokes now. Thanks to your good example.

I told him how you picked up the fault on the Dutch.

Saved us quite a bit. Microwave coils are my hobby.

Keep it to yourself,

but maybe I'd offer you something better when you come out.

That's good of you, Mr Sale, but...

You aren't thinking of taking up some other form of employment?

Dunno. Just like to leave my plans open. Know what I mean?

Yeah, I think I understand that. Least I hope I do.

Time I was getting back to the bench.

OK.

Feather in your cap? Get a man pointed in the right direction.

Joe wants it back in assembly, smartish.

Danny. Phone.

'So, why the call?' Just felt like ringing.

See if you were all right? Yeah, I'm OK.

Here, Brenda, you sure nothing is the matter?

Course there's nothing the matter.

I'm better this Monday than I have been for a long time.

Me, too.

Do you think you can nip home on your way to the hostel?

I'll try. 'I'll be back at 6:00.

'What would you like?' What do you think?

Food, I meant.

Surprise me.

Anyway, I got to go now, love. I'll see you later.

Yeah, ta-ra.

I think I've got a right to know.

Yeah, where's the other exit? Now, look here.

Ron, cover that. His fellow workers have no idea

that he's serving a prison sentence.

Jumping on him like this won't help his chances. Quite right.

Couldn't you have phoned? And give him a chance to get on his toes?

The damage is done now anyway.

Yeah, ask Keever to step out here, will you, please?

All right.

A few questions about what?

Like who was grafting a bank on Saturday night?

Me involved in that caper?

No, mate, you got the wrong bloke, you really have.

Electronics factory.

Just keeping your hand in? Very funny.

You forget I'm still in the nick.

You weren't over the weekend. You were booked out till Sunday night.

You're late.

Had a nice trip in the country? I don't get it.

What?

All four of us are here. This says one of us has been arrested.

We've been careless.

Who are you talking about? The poor devil in custody.

It's the best guarantee we've got for not being nicked.

Especially for him. Right.

You see, the man the police have got

is supposed to have done Alf's job at the bank. We've made certain

that the coppers have got both his name and fingerprints.

A frame? He's got brains after all!

You never told me about this when I joined your mob.

Seeing that this is the first job that you've done with this firm,

we didn't think you needed to know.

Who's the mug?

He's a wire man called Danny Keever.

But you don't have to worry about him. He's already doing his time.

He only came out for the weekend. How the hell did you manage that?

Never mind about that. I'll get the money.

There we are.

£40,000 each.

And you can count it if you want to.

Hold on. What do you mean £40,000 each?

Four ways is more than 50 grand each! You said equal shares.

They are equal shares. With an extra bit of bunce for me. On the side.

Any objections? What about five shares?

The fifth share is for the other party.

Without whom we could never have pulled this job.

That's something else you never told me.

Who's the fifth member? You don't need to know that.

Then how can I be sure they actually exist?

Look, Phil, I'm getting bloody tired of you.

I'm the draughtsman in this unit. Remember?

Or perhaps you'd like to take a vote on it.

Anybody would think you were amongst thieves.

First time I had stopped at home for three years and you think I would risk being done?

You wouldn't be the first one to blow it.

Listen, I had nothing to do with blagging that bank.

They needed a wire man with the right knack. Get stuffed.

There must be a dozen wire men with the same finish.

They're not called Danny.

Then find another bloke that is.

How can I join the team anyway? Do you think the draughtsmen popped in for a natter.

If you weren't at the bank, where were you?

I was watching the stock cars.

In the whole of London

you happened to be down the road from a bank job?

A stock car enthusiast?

I used to help tune the cars.

Anybody will tell you.

Waited a bloody long time to see a meeting again.

Chose my weekend out especially. All right.

Who did you go with?

I was on my tod.

Your first term nights out of prison

and you leave the missus on one of them?

Brenda was doing a friend's hair. She's too nervous of stock cars.

If you're such an enthusiast, you must have met somebody you know.

Could have done but I never went near the pits. Why not?

Old pals just want to talk about what it's like in the nick?

They're gonna have to wait a bloody long time to find out.

Ask Brenda. She knows I went to the track.

Yeah, you and 20,000 other punters.

And not one of them will vouch for you.

You're gonna have to do better than that.

Mike.

Let's see.

Right, bring it into the garage.

They've found the ambulance.

Where? Hospital car park.

What about Keever?

Well either he's crook or he's clean. Keever hasn't changed.

Yeh, I read the file Gov, you caught him after a chase and he broke your jaw.

No wonder you remember him.

You always seem surprised that I know how to mix it, Jack.

Don't forget, I agreed to this.

We'd have lined you up for the old man,

but I don't want to waste time. Hello, Mr Tilley.

Do you recognise him?

Can't tell.

They all wore these stocking things.

Say something, go on.

What am I supposed to say? Except I never saw him before.

Sorry, sergeant, he only spoke a couple of words.

But could it have been his voice? It was all muffled.

Not having much luck, are you?

Thanks.

Don't push yours.

Come on.

He must've been somebody else. god, can't you leave him alone. He's done his time.

We're not exactly picking on him, love, when he's already in stir.

How's your dad? How's Arnold? What have they got to do with it?

They're keeping out of trouble, are they? I haven't seen my brother for over three years.

My dad's retired.

Good news for the dock police. You say you don't pick on people.

Come on. If your family had a coat of arms, it'd have crossed jammies on it.

Well, if you're so smart, you'll know there's never been anything on me.

And now, Danny's going straight. I mean, what do you think, he'd arrange a job like this...

...with full remission coming.

You ever meet anyone at your place after work?

If you mean one of this gang, then no!

Never bought any equipment?

Look, he went to the stock cars, then he came home and got some Chinese takeaway.

Have you any idea what it means to have your husband do something like this, after three years?

You're just trying to put him away again.

I'm trying to recover £200,000.

Well, Danny never touched it, I know. He wouldn't do that to me.

I keep telling you.

Why would I help pull a job, when I'm due out in a few months?

I'll give you a reason. You didn't get

any loot for the job you're inside for.

All the furs were recovered.

A chance like this comes up, you'd jump at it.

Nice little pile to come out to. Who'd suspect a man doing time?

That's just so much exercise for your jaw, Haskins.

You didn't think we'd get on to you. You're bleeding right I didn't.

It's too bad the computer threw up your name.

I'm coming out soon to earn my living. You mean you were.

Hate my guts, don't you?

You know as well as I do, your jaw was an accident.

What are you gonna do?

Break my jaw in return? Say I slipped?

We want the gang who did that bank with you, Keever.

We might even make a deal.

Even if I did know their names, I'd still tell you to get stuffed.

I know you've got a search warrant, but can't you do this with tact?

We're not exactly the men from Harrods, squire.

Who's that?

Prison welfare. Mark Colebrook.

I'm the voluntary part-time associate who looks after Danny.

Here, guv.

I'll do all I can, Mrs Keever.

It's a nice bit of gear.

If you're wondering why,

a man doesn't like his wife to look too glamorous when he's in prison

so I hid them for the weekend.

Very considerate.

Inspector,

I'd like a word with Danny. Just how firm is your evidence?

You his lawyer and all? I've been helping Danny for two years.

Our inquiries are incomplete.

He calls this an "inquiry"?

You all right? Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Danny, they came to search the flat.

Mark Colebrook says he's gonna get you a lawyer.

What's the use?

I'd forgotten what this part smelled like.

Well, won't be for long.

Don't you believe it. I'm a bloody gift.

The perfect suspect.

Already inside.

They haven't proved anything yet, have they?

They've made up their minds it was me.

Danny,

swear to me that you never had nothing to do with it.

Not you too, Brenda?

All this stuff belongs to the ambulance.

I bet forensically speaking it's whiter than white.

But this is more interesting.

A multi-tester for determining circuits and currents.

A wire man's. It would hardly be for counting banknotes.

Any prints? Yes.

And a positive ident.

Forefinger and thumb, right hand.

Danny Keever's.

Right, Keever, you're back home again.

Yes.

Ben was a nifty swimmer in his day.

Pinched all the cups at divisional galas.

Perhaps the last time he was known to have swallowed water.

He came in useful before the days of trained frogmen.

If it hadn't been for Ben's underwater exploits

in the Southend Barge case,

we might never have caught an ugly customer called Mollis.

Fill you up? Ta.

Don't you like goodbyes?

Not the crap that's being spoken over there.

Shephard should have resigned years ago

before they got him on oiling file drawers.

At least he got his pension. Half the rent.

He'll probably end up nicking people at Woolworths.

No, he won't. He's got the dreaded bug.

Six months.

You charged Keever yet? Not yet, no.

Why not? You've got enough to have him.

That's the trouble. It's too easy.

Don't tell me you've still got doubts? A few.

I mean, that job spelt class. You saw that yourself.

So Keever was the weak link.

Rusty through being in jail. What's the problem?

The way someone hands us a name.

Hands us equipment. And fingerprints.

And so, Ben,

we shall miss you.

A great crime-buster.

To you and your wife from the lads at the Yard.

A happy retirement and a bright and peaceful future.

Good luck, Ben.

If only the computer could learn

to write speeches, we'd be completely streamlined.

Sounded just right. Clearing up that bank job, I hope, Jack.

There's just a few details. We've just been discussing it.

Why the delay? You've got one of them, haven't you?

Yes, this is one of our multi-testers all right.

It's not much good though. Why?

Put aside for repair two weeks ago.

Still on the blink.

Would Keever know that?

If he wanted to use it elsewhere, he'd be a fool not to check it over.

Is there anything else missing?

Not as far as we can discover, no.

Our people aren't searched at the gates, sergeant. They are trusted.

How's your insurance?

Take that.

My prints? It doesn't make sense.

Look, Regan, somebody is framing me.

Why would they want to do that? I dunno.

Even Brenda thinks I might have done it.

What's all this?

The television company covered

the stock car meeting for a sports programme. I borrowed the tape.

Where were you in the crowd?

Somewhere about the middle of the second corner.

What were you wearing?

My green velvet suit and a fawn roll neck sweater.

Play.

There!

I must have been higher up on the terracing.

Try again.

He seems so keen to make a new start.

Popular with his workmates.

Had a whip-round.

Do you make heart machines?

Yes, we do.

I suppose your job makes you cynical?

Just a shade, yeah.

The money is for his wife.

Normally his wages go to the Home Office

so we're sending the staff collection to Mr Colebrook. I see.

Thanks a lot, Mr Sale.

Thanks, anyway, for trying to give me a break.

You wouldn't be mucking me about, would you?

I was there. I never went near that bank.

Hello, sergeant. Sorry I lost my temper last night.

Nobody likes being made a mug of.

That's hardly the way I see it.

It's just what when one of your cases blows up,

you tend to blow up with it. Yeah, I know the feeling.

You see, I use my business connections to get prisoners jobs.

Now, Sale is a man with a social conscience,

but, well, I'm afraid this may make him think twice.

What about yourself? Not as far as I'm concerned.

What's that?

A piece of ironware we found in the ambulance.

Why bring it here? Stolen from the workshop.

By Danny? That's what we think.

Well, that does it.

There can't be any doubt now, can there?

Unless there's some kind of mistake.

Come on.

What was the point of this private TV screening?

If Keever showed up in the crowd, he'd be innocent.

That seems to be all you're trying to prove.

And you couldn't find him in the crowd?

Course not. Keever is having him on.

You've got a thing about him cos he busted your jaw.

I just don't want to charge the wrong man.

Meanwhile we trail further and further behind the gang.

To use one of your own favourite expressions,

the ball is beginning to bounce.

You know where you're liable to bounce?

Keever could have been set up.

Or he failed to check the equipment.

No, a craftsman like that, he'd never live it down.

I agree, it's a weak point. We've gone into court on less.

Just give me few more days, sir. The case should be reassigned.

Let someone have a fresh look. Another 24 hours, Jack. Top whack.

You'd better get results. You've messed about enough.

I need you to authorise a Home Office order.

What for? To cover taking Keever back to the hospital.

The antique dealer already said he can't help.

I may want him to have another good look.

All Danny talked about was being home for good.

Nothing about people outside?

Only his wife.

We were real surprised at Danny.

Catch me being in bad company before my release.

What did you go down for?

Running a ladies college.

Pimping.

Coarse language ain't allowed in here, man.

Nice one, sarge.

There is a chance that Danny didn't do it.

No? No.

Supposing there was somebody trying to fit Danny up? Any ideas?

Nobody that I know.

Look, I promised to help in the library.

Stay there.

Who's collecting from your girls while you're inside?

One of the family? You wouldn't let the business slide.

I don't know what you're talking about, man.

I can check it with Vice Squad in ten minutes.

Now, where was it? Notting Hill?

Brixton?

I can break up your pitch completely.

Just like dat, man.

Now, who is trying to fit up Danny Keever?

OK.

But you promise you won't ever tell anybody who told you?

Well, there's this old mate of Danny's.

A vicious guy.

Called Eddy Cory.

Yeah, I heard about Danny.

Too bad.

I bet it made your day.

They have to move one of us out of here,

now he'll be doing as much time as me.

Unless we find somebody fitted him up.

Do you think I had a hand in it?

You threatened to get him after you'd had a fight.

Tell Danny I was asking after his guts.

Not that he ever had any. He used to be one of your team.

I made a mistake. You mean, you clobbered a night watchman.

Stupid git asked for it.

Only, Danny got soft about him losing blood.

If he hadn't made a fuss, we'd have been

out of the warehouse before Haskins turned up. Another of your old team,

Billy Peters, was in to see you.

That must have been a sentimental visit?

Been checking the book, have you?

Listen, Regan,

if I had fixed Danny, I wouldn't say.

But I'll tell you this, I wish I bloody had done.

No, pet, push.

It's you.

I'd like a word.

You going out? Yes.

To see Danny.

I thought you favoured the drab look for prison?

Well, I changed my mind.

What about Danny's morale?

You, can take care of that.

Fix yourself a drink.

No, thanks, this will only take a minute.

Danny says he was wearing a green velvet suit on Saturday.

Was he? Don't come that with me.

On his first free day in years you'd remember his clobber. What of it?

I want it examined.

The gang wore overalls but there was a lot of dust in that bank.

Well, Danny hasn't got a suit like that.

Sergeant Carter saw it. Where is it?

I burned it.

You did what?

Well, I was afraid.

I thought it might give him away.

Well, if he was in that bank.

It could also prove that he wasn't.

She destroyed the suit? Stupid.

It's not so stupid if he was the wire man.

You still think he was innocent, don't you?

We haven't proved a thing either way.

Listen, guv, it might be best if we let another team take over.

And let Haskins have it over me? Not bloody likely.

Put a watch on Brenda Keever for a bit.

Better still, do it yourself. Anything you say.

Is this the report on the bank staff?

Yeah. Vetted down to their socks.

Somebody gave that gang inside information.

Now we're really for it? What's the matter?

The antique dealer. Had a heart attack.

They couldn't do anything for him. He died half an hour ago.

Familiar? The only bank I ever did was a piggy bank.

Isn't this rather unorthodox?

Won't take long. Are the alarm systems back in order?

Yes.

But have you had head office permission?

We're trying to recover your money, Miss Hepple.

May I ask why you want to study the alarms?

There's nobody better to guess who it was than another wire man.

A set-up like this, we'd need

a bloke like Alf Stannard or Ginger Tate. But Alf would be my favourite.

Right, we'll pay him a visit.

Also, somebody must have definitely tipped them off about this lot.

Are you sure? No chance of a proper job otherwise.

Too risky. By the way,

a multi-tester, cobblers.

Would never have been needed.

Excuse me, love, is Brenda about?

No, she's gone out.

I said i'll buy her lunch. Well, you've been stood up.

What a waste, you can take me to lunch, when she gets back.

Yeh, how long will she be?

Half an hour or so.

You don't know where I could find her now, could I?

No idea. You're new, aren't you? And fresh. I can see that. I didn't know she had another fella.

Nah, neither did I. More than one bit on the side?

Hardly call it that. Suppose not.

Can't blame her for trying to liven up her life, can you?

You know about Danny?

Yeh. It's better for her if he stays inside.

Yeh, I suppose so. Danny is bad news for her.

You don't know who my rival is, do you?

Never been introduced. He picks her up sometimes in the car. Why'd you want to know about him?

Almost like a widow collecting her insurance, innit?

I can do without the jokes.

If this gets upstairs, you'll hear the rumble from here.

You were using a Home Office chit

issued for taking Keever to the hospital. Had it in my pocket.

Didn't have a chance to use it before the old boy snuffed it.

It's against the book and I'm supposed to carpet you.

What the hell were you playing at? It was useful.

And that's all? Danny reckons there was a tip.

Danny does. Sometimes, Jack, I think there's a hole in your head

where your brains ought to be as big as the hole in the vault.

That could be how they knew the layout.

Well.

Enjoy yourself.

You said this branch was redesigned. How recently?

A month ago.

The run of the bank, these boys?

More or less. We've had everything redone.

Were the alarms already installed?

By a separate firm. Highly trusted.

Still, a painter with a bit of electrical know-how

could learn a lot though.

I can imagine so.

What? Said he had a date with me?

Quite dishy.

What did he look like?

Thirty-ish. Fair hair, plenty of chat. You mean you didn't arrange to meet him?

Well maybe. I dunno. You're a cool one. I expect he'll be back. See you in an hour.

I know him. Phil Harrister.

He's got form. Mostly for house-breaking.

Mrs Keever.

Yes? Who are you?

One of your partners, you might say.

What do you want? The split was less than I expected.

You've got your equal share.

Nobody told me it would be five ways.

You must be mad to come round here.

I think you'd better get out.

You shopped your own bloke?

Why?

It's got nothing to do with you. Somebody else, right?

Well, it's a nice bit of business.

Frame your old man, keep him locked up.

And a tidy sum of money into the bargain.

But a bit of it is mine.

Now, you listen to me.

You touch one penny of my money and you're in dead trouble.

All I want is the share that I was promised.

Well, I shall have to ask another partner. My partner.

Yeah, I knew you didn't rig it on your own.

Come back here at...six o'clock.

What do you take me for? Come on, where is it?

I'm warning you! I'm telling you!

Ten thou of yours now or else?

Or else what?

I get a message to Danny.

Now, once he knows,

you've had it.

All right..

All right, I'll get it.

It's in the cellar.

You are nicked, Sonny Jim.

Read about it. Tore the place apart, the report said.

Lovely job we did there, too. Grade one finish.

Are these your regular blokes?

Good bunch. What's this in aid of?

The gang that did that bank, they knew what they were about.

You don't mean we had anything to do with that? Not the robbery.

But somebody gave them the layout, a rundown on the alarms.

None of lads would touch that game.

Nobody missing from work? No. And I can vouch for everyone.

Don't get your brush in a tangle.

I have a few words to say to our architect as well.

I'd like a few words myself. Where can I reach him?

Him? Someone you know?

Thanks.

Mr Parish. Police.

I've got another kind of holiday planned for you, son.

90 pence, please. Keep the change.

Not here, lady. What?

It's very important that they see these plans right away.

We got Parish, guv. No sign of the girl, I'm afraid.

Don't worry, she's up there with Colebrook.

So he's the boyfriend. He was the architect.

He knew the bank like the back of his hand.

Crafty. He went a bundle on her.

Started taking her out. Living it up.

Had a word with his partner.

He owes his firm a lot of money.

Some welfare man. He's been looking after his own.

Mark.

What is it? What are you doing here?

Listen, I was followed. When I went to collect the money.

One of the gang. He wanted 10,000.

What? Mark, he knows who I am.

He said he's gonna tell Danny. You shouldn't have come here.

What else could I do? Might have been better to pay him.

We're gonna need all the money, cos if he tells Danny, we've had it.

Come on, this way.

Colebrook! Come on.

Mark!

Stop it!

Wouldn't a divorce have been easier?

Wouldn't have been so lucrative.

Anyway, Bren ran as fence for Danny and his pals in the past.

She couldn't have been sure Danny wouldn't have shopped her.

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