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[phone ringing]

[Jack] Hello.

[phone pips beeping]

[depositing coin]

-Jack?
-Yeah.

It's me, Joey.

Listen,

tomorrow morning, 6:30,

Jock's Transport Cafe,

a lorry load of fags, are you interested?

What's the deal?

A oner from you

and the usual 10% from
the insurance, okay.

One condition, Joey, you take
no big part in the robbery.

Don't worry, I'm only the lookout man.

Are you on?

[Jack] Yeah.

[Joey] Okay, now,

we'll be in a Jag and a Bedford van.

The minute the driver comes from his tea,

we jump him, get the keys and away.

Now my escape, it's got to
be realistic or I'm dead,

I might have to hurt you a bit,

but if I fire at you, it'll be blanks.

[Jack] Well, make bloody
sure you shoot straight,

even so those blanks can
be lethal at short range.

[Joey] Jack, trust me,

you know you can.

Here he comes.

[melodic suspenseful music]

Stand by.

Hey!

-[thudding blow]
-Uh!

Let's go!

[mellow upbeat music]

[thudding blow]

Uh!

-[thudding blow]
-Ah!

Uh!

[gun firing]

Stickley.

-[thudding blow]
-Uh!

-[thudding blow]
-Uh!

[van engine starting]

Are you alright, guv?

Did you get the others?

Yeah, don't worry about them,
they're all taken care of,

all except that bastard who got you.

[The Sweeney Theme]

The Post Office Gang seems to
have begun operating again.

[knocking on door]

[sighing]

Come!

Sir.

Good morning, Jack Regan?

Stephen Quirk.

I'm taking over from Haskins, whilst he's.

I'm taking over from Haskins,
whilst he's in Toronto,

I'm afraid I didn't get much notice,

so I've not completely genned
myself up on everything yet.

You've got a good record, Regan.

That last lorry hijacking,
quite successful,

I see you got the whole gang,

except for the one who got away.

You got injured, right,
commended for bravery.

Any ideas on the one that
got away, who injured you?

Yeah, yeah, we think it
was a nasty little creep

called Stickley, sir.

[crunching]

Joey Stickley?

Yeah, yeah, we pulled him
in, but we couldn't hold him,

he had a perfect alibi.

I've been trying to nail him for years.

Joey Stickley, I remember him,

gave me his first conviction, three years,

black market petrol at the time of Suez,

he had a perfect alibi that time too,

it didn't do him much good.

Well, neither did that
helping of porridge,

he's been sick ever since.

Hm.

That gang that did the break
ins at the small Post Offices

last summer, what do you know about them?

What Post Office Gang, sir?

Last summer, a spate of armed robberies

at small Post Offices.

Well, that wasn't one
gang, that was several.

They were identical patterns,
four men, broad daylight,

shot the legs off the
first person that moved,

grabbed only what was in the tills.

That was a fiction of the media, governor,

the Post Office Gang,
well, it looked good,

scared a few old women from
getting their pensions.

Another Post Office was
raided a few weeks ago,

that gang has begun operating again,

I wanna make it one of our top targets.

You've got no style, Jack,

but you're a great scorer of goals,

I'm glad you're on my team.

[food sizzling]

[speaking in foreign language]

Shove that under the hot tap for a bit.

Jack, this bloke, Quirk,

do you think he's alright in the head?

I think he's diddle-o.

[Jack] Mind out.

What are you doing?

When it sticks to the wall, it's ready.

Who told you that?

A bloke called BJ.

-Oh, yeah?
-Hm.

Yeah, trouble was he never
took the old bits down,

so the wall by his cooker was covered,

so every time he went
to throw a new bit on

and he was a bit smashed,

he'd sort of stand there,
sort of lean and peer

at this great mass of
spaghetti on the wall

trying to find the new bit

that was steaming up there as well.

Should've looked at the floor first.

Ah, well, he wasn't a detective,
George, he was a genius.

Hey, hold up, look at that
plonk, it's gonna evaporate.

Ah, one of 'em's up, I
think we're on here, George.

[mellow melodic music]

Nah, Quirk's been a nobody all his life,

now all of a sudden he finds
himself in the famous Sweeney,

-so--
-That's the wrong way round,

guv, that's the wrong way round.

Oh, cheers.

Yeah, he thinks to himself,

if I can get a good conviction
with the right publicity.

Yeah, he'll go upstairs for
a year in a blaze of glory.

Can I have a light?

Yeah.

Yeah, and he gets a bigger pension.

All he can think about is this
mythical Post Office Gang,

which you know and I know don't exist.

[burping]

Yeah, well, he's an old hunter, isn't he?

Been after buffalo all his life,

now he comes across a big,
white one, the king of 'em all.

Moby Dick was a whale.

Whales, buffalos, El Dorado,

they're all dreams,

like a happy marriage.

Ah, you've got to enjoy
the good life down here

on Earth.

Those two birds still live upstairs?

No.

[record player needle hissing]

♪ Sweet Mary Lou ♪

♪ All your loving, Sweet Mary Lou ♪

♪ All your kisses, Sweet Mary Lou ♪

♪ Don't wanna be a Mrs.,
spend the day with you ♪

♪ Sweet Mary Lou ♪

♪ Baby, don't leave me, Sweet Mary Lou ♪

♪ Baby, believe me, I love
you forever right now ♪

♪ Hello, Mary Lou ♪

♪ I'll give you the stuff ♪

♪ We've just a few
daydreams to take us here ♪

♪ Because when you are running ♪

[cat meowing]

[water gurgling in drain]

[toilet flushing]

Here's your information fee
for that lorry hijacking.

Thanks, Jack, thanks very much.

Put your nom de plume claw
mark on that, will you?

Yeah.

We're having a bit of trouble
with the insurance company

-about your reward.
-Oh, yeah?

Yeah, the usual, they'll
fork up eventually.

I'm entitled to that reward.

Well, 10% of 120 grand is a lot of cash.

-Large it is.
-Still,

four grand apiece for putting
away three of your mates,

it's pretty cheap, innit?

That firm had better pay up,

I'm not putting decent villains inside

for a measly oner from the Police Fund.

It'll only cost you another 100 grand

to look after that lot for eight years,

tax payers' money.

That Post Office raid a few weeks back,

you know anything about that?

No.

It wasn't the same firm

that was doing them last summer, was it?

Jack, trust me,

if I knew anything, I'd tell you.

You're not still chasing them, are you?

No.

Okay.

Hm.

How can you have heard
nothing, nothing at all,

not one single thing, not one iota?

What are you doing, Jack?

You're losing your grip of the game.

All you have to do is
to find something out,

where are your eyes and your ears?

Sir, we've spent the last
few days systematically

going through all known
sources of information.

But you haven't received any information!

Well, I have.

The gang are no longer
working for themselves,

they've been contracted out for a fee,

they're not going to be
robbing tills for cash.

[Jack] What exactly does that mean, sir?

Someone's hired them to
do a specialized job,

someone big.

Who?

That's all I know at the moment,

I'm hoping for names later.

It should at least give
you something to go on.

Right, guv.

Well played.

We must keep up the
teamwork on this one, Jack,

all support each other.

We're now full steam ahead
for the great white whale.

At least it's no longer
four invisible men,

now we know it's a whale.

Yeah well, we might as well follow it up,

how should we go?

Get onto C11,

make a check on drugs, pictures, jewelry

and remember with that sort of stuff,

there's usually a foreign connection.

Yeah, okay.

I think I might visit the lonely wife

of a certain bent insurance official.

Another one of your famous snouts?

Well, in this game, my boy,

you're only as good as your
sources of information,

you can't get big-headed

and think it all comes out
of your own innate genius.

What I don't understand is
how did Quirk get this lead

and we've heard nothing about it?

I don't understand it either.

Still, he's been around
a long time, old Quirk,

must have got a few informants.

Yeah.

Yeah, I suppose so.

Hey, George,

if this little gang has
been signed up by Mr. Big,

there's gonna be an unholy rush

the minute he's sighted, right?

Serious Crime Squad, here we come.

[sensual melodic music]

Who else have you been meeting
in your stinking toilets?

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

What have you been living on, Joey,

whose been keeping you?

I'm bankrupt.

Hey, do you think those are real?

Here, what about this
insurance reward then, ey?

What's the hold up?

Yeah well, I've got some bad
news for you there, Joey.

What?

Well, the assessors have
done you up as usual,

they'll only pay you 5%, not 10%.

That's against the law!

Legally the insurance company--

[Security Man] Hey, belt up!

Legally they don't have to
pay you anything at all,

we jumped the gun before they
took possession of the load,

it was never technically stolen.

A small firm used to do Post Offices,

they've been hired by someone big,

you wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

No,

not yet,

it'll get around.

[Jack] You wouldn't ever sing your songs

to anyone else in the job
apart from me, would you, Joey?

[Joey] Never, on my life.

You're my snout, sweetheart,
I'm very possessive.

[Barman] Oh, thank you, sir.

Cheers.

[background chattering]

There must be something wrong

with the way I'm running my life

buying information from my old man.

There, that is a treble.

God bless you, governor, cheers.

Well?

I don't know which to tell you first.

Well, start with the good news

and keep the best till last.

Fair enough, right, oh.

Right.

-Ta.
-It better be good.

Item, one whale, Caucasian,

that's white.

Name, Yannos, he came over from Amsterdam,

Dutch Police have been on to C11,

he's big, he's into diamonds

and Serious Crime Squad
have been after him

for donkeys years.

-Diamonds or jewelry?
-Either.

Now back to this non-existent
Post Office Gang,

word has it that a few of the freelancers

have been approached
to do a jeweler's shop.

Well, keep talking.

That's it.

And that's the good news?

Well, I've got a hunch and a whisper.

Huh.

Now it's very far out.

Who do we know who specializes
in recruiting small gangs

for fast, no questions
asked lightning robberies?

Everyone.

Stickley.

[quiet background pop music]

Stickley?

The one who gave you
a seeing to, remember?

Now when we nicked that cigarette gang,

I did a bit of checking up on him,

it seems he organizes a
lot for outside firms.

Now it might be too good to be true,

but what if Yannos is
recruiting through Stickley

and we somehow put a tag on Stickley?

Well, wallop!

We nick Yannos right from under the nose

of Serious Crime Squad, Quirk
gets his Post Office Gang

and you get a chance, governor
to nail that Stickley.

[crunching]

Yannos and the Post Office
Gang in one foul swoop?

We'll make Detective Sergeant
Carter the taxi driver.

[Jack] What?

According to my informant,

who so far has proved absolutely accurate,

the gang are looking for
a driver with a taxi.

We'll hire a cab from
one of the big firms,

have the RT re-crystallized
to our frequency.

If I can arrange through a middle man

to have Carter sign up as
the driver for the robbery.

-Yeah, but governor.
-Yeah.

[electronic buzzing]

[Officer] Yes, sir?

Oh, find Detective
Sergeant Carter, will you,

have him sent in here straightaway.

[Officer] Yes, sir.

At present we don't know exactly

where the raid will take place,

but according to my information,
there's to be a dummy run,

if Carter signs up
undercover as the driver,

he will also be in on the dummy run,

which should give us ample time

to provide a reception
committee for the real robbery.

Yeah, but what if it isn't a dummy run?

I mean, it could be the real thing.

All the more reason to
have Carter involved.

We'll tail the dummy run just in case.

Yeah, but George will be on
his own though, won't he?

He'll have a radio in his cab,

we'll stay with him
until he has to sign off,

we'll be close behind him.

Hm, what do you think, Jack?

Well, if his cover's blown,

the defense counsel's bound to allege

that he was acting as
an agent provocateur.

You mean that we will have
therefore instigated the crime?

Well, they could even accuse us

of inventing and planning
the whole job, couldn't they?

Why on Earth should we wish to do that?

[knocking on door]

Come!

Sir.

Oh, George,

Mr. Regan tells me you're very
fast at growing a mustache.

I know, look, I'm turning
into Gloucester Road now,

I'd better sign off.

Listen, do I get to keep
any of the fares I collect?

Just keep your eye on the road, George.

[George] Okay, ta'ra.

[busker playing trumpet nearby]

Are you Jeff?

[George] Yeah, where to, squire?

Drive on and I'll tell you.

[George] Where to?

Put your meter down.

[mellow melodic music]

I thought Derek said you was older.

[George] I just look young and beautiful.

You know Charlie Sands?

-Yeah, I met him.
-What's that?

I said I met him.

Well, where to then?

-Straight on.
-Straight on.

Pull in here.

See that shop on the left?

That's the one.

We wait till we see the governor,

he should be walking
this way with Harry now.

Who's Harry?

That's Yannos' bodyguard,

he hires on in every country
the moment he arrives.

Come on, fatso.

It's a bit dodgy to stay
here, I could get moved on.

It's up to you, Jeff,

that's your little problem, not mine.

Charming.

There they are, see.

Okay, I'll get out now.

You wait, when the governor
comes out of the shop,

you pick him up, take
him wherever he asks,

you and I will be in
touch through Derek later.

Alright.

-Well?
-It's definitely Yannos

and the jewelers is in German Street.

[Jack] What about the other
one, the one with Yannos?

[George] Well, they called him Harry,

there was something familiar about him,

a right hardcase, there was no fat on him.

Yannos is staying in the Weston Hotel,

unless that's a cover.

[Jack] What about the one you picked up?

[George] Well, you've
got to remember, guv,

I haven't seem him close up before,

basically he was like something

that crawled out from underneath a stone,

he was always picking
his teeth and his nose.

Stickley.

Yeah well, that's what
you said he was like

and that description fits this one.

When's the kick off?

Now that, I don't know,
they're gonna contact me later.

If you ask me, governor,

Stickley's organized the whole bloody lot.

[melodic upbeat music]

[brakes screeching]

[Man] He's in here, he ran in here.

[Jack] Okay, hold the door, nobody leaves.

Here, you moved that bloody ball.

-I didn't.
-Yes, you did.

-What did you do that for?
-I did not.

What's your bloody game then, ey?

There he is, that's him down there!

-You're accusing!
-Down there.

[background chattering]

[mellow melodic music]

Thank you, mate, sorry, cheers.

-Is this the man?
-That's him alright.

-Hold up.
-Here,

-you're cracking my arm.
-That's him, yeah,

-that's the one.
-Yeah, alright, alright,

I've got it.

Do you know this man?

[Man] Never seen him before tonight.

You saw him picked out just now?

-I was playing--
-Right, he's a witness,

bring him as well, come on.

[Joey] I just wanna know
what I'm being nicked for.

[Jack] You filthy, perverted scum!

Sit down.

Okay, you can leave us.

Sorry about all that.

Expect it to be realistic, Jack.

Yeah.

Oh.

Your 5% reward money for the fag hijack.

Yeah, when do I pick it up?

Well, the cash will be ready tomorrow.

You go up the main office,

identify yourself to a Mr.
Stennings as Arthur Smeet

about 11 in the morning.

Thanks.

Bastards, that should've been 10% that.

I suppose you'll take an
immediate holiday in the sun

-with your blood money?
-Yeah, why not?

I'm in trouble, Joey.

Yeah?

Yeah,

yeah, we've got changes
going on at the Yard,

I need a few good nicks.

I wish I could help you.

[tutting]

Why does my life have to
depend on people like you?

Well now, don't hurt
my feelings, Inspector.

Well, where's all these big
jobs you used to bring me?

I mean, what's happening, Joey,
are you losing your touch?

Jack, you know me, I hear things,

I hear all sorts of things,

but I only deliver on two conditions,

first when the job's a certainty

and second when I'm totally covered,

it's worked well so far.

True.

But maybe I will hear something.

I don't pass on what I
hear, only what I know

and I ain't got nothing for you right now.

Trust me.

Yeah, I trust you, Joey,
I'm sorry I had a go.

By the way, do you know anything

about a bloke called Yannos?

Yannos,

no.

Are you after him?

[Jack] No, no, someone
was asking something,

Serious Crime Squad.

Stuff them.

Yeah.

Okay, well, that's it, are you ready?

Yeah.

Mind my jacket though.

Get out of here, you
two-faced little bastard!

Don't touch him, you'll get contaminated!

Right, now then,

as you can see, this is
the layout of the shop,

there's to be two camera positions,

one inside the shop here and
one across the street here.

Now I shall be in the Operations room,

where I'll be in direct radio contact

with Carter in the taxi, with
you, Jack inside the shop

and with the back up car,

which will be around the corner here.

Right, now then,

the taxi drives up with
Carter and his villain,

Carter's villain gets out of the taxi

and goes towards the shop.

After he's seen Yannos and
Harry coming down the street.

Correct.

The villain then enters the shop,

everything is clear,

Yannos and Harry enter.

Alright, so Yannos and
these two to look after,

they may be armed,

that Harry might have
a gun inside his coat.

I think we need at least, what,
five or six men to be safe.

Will you let me finish, Jack?

Right, now then, Carter
is outside in the taxi,

you, Jack are here.

But Harry wouldn't get a
chance to use it though,

'cause I'll leap at him and
pin his arms inside his coat.

Exactly and Carter
rushes in to take Yannos.

"Get Carter."

-What?
-Nothing, guv.

Right, now then Roberts, you jump over

from where you're positioned
by the video camera unit.

And grab that lookout
there, George's villain.

No.

Well, who gets him then?

George's passenger, what about him?

He has to be allowed to get away.

Say that again.

He has to be allowed to get away.

What's the matter, Jack?

Roberts, are you clear?

You mean this one?

The one that came in the cab with George,

you mean he's your man, your informant?

And he's the one that's given
you all this information?

[Stephen] Any objections?

No.

Right, I'll go over it all again.

Now then, the taxi drives up,

Carter's man, my snout gets out,

enters,

if all is clear, Harry and Yannos enter

and Jack, you are here, right,

the owner is here

and Carter's man, my
snout watches the door,

but he won't block it,
he's assured me of that.

Now Regan pinions Harry.

Then Carter rushes in, takes Yannos

and Roberts, you make a
show of going for my snout,

try and make it look realistic, Roberts,

because well,

I might as well tell you all now,

you've probably been wondering

why this operation has been
so meticulously planned,

if everything goes according to plan,

I intend to submit the video
recording as a training film.

Who knows, we could all
become part of police history.

Apart from that, I have arranged
through the Home Office,

that a top delegation
of German State Police

will be there to witness the
way we do things over here,

two of them will be in the
Operations room with me

and I'd like to put on
a good show for them.

Right, are there any final
questions, gentlemen?

No, guv.

Haven't you forgotten
something, Inspector Regan?

Ey?

I don't like sloppiness, Jack,

how will you know when my man comes in?

You'll wear a deaf aid receiver,

I'll call out when I pick
up my man on the monitor,

I'll just call out, that's my man!

[radio tuning in]

Jeb, this will be my area here, alright.

[video tuning in]

Ah, this gentleman is
our technical advisor,

[speaking in German]

and these are the two gentlemen

from the German State Police, Dantzig,

[speaking in German]

and Kretchmar.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Excuse me, sir.
-[speaking in German]

-Do we have sound yet?
-Yes, sir.

[speaking in German]

That is Inspector Regan.

[speaking in German]

Do you think I should open the shop now?

Charlie three, Charlie
three, come in please.

Now I will try to explain very
clearly what is happening.

[speaking in German]

Now Detective Sergeant Carter

-[speaking in German]
-is in the taxi,

[speaking in German]

where he is in direct
radio contact with me,

-I am Oscar one, yes,
-[speaking in German]

-he is Charlie one,
-[speaking in German]

and he is, it might be better

if you explain it all at the end, okay.

[speaking in German]

It's very difficult to concentrate,

it's just very involved, yeah.

So he is Charlie one, I am Oscar one,

Regan, Detective Inspector
Regan inside the shop,

he is also in direct
communication with me,

he is Charlie two, he
is also in radio contact

with our other man in the
shop, which is Roberts

and now if any problem, we
also have another back up unit

round the corner, yes, Charlie three.

[speaking in German]

-Is okay?
-Okay.

I'm approaching pick up now.

Oscar one, no sign of pick up.

This is Oscar one, what
do you mean, no pick up?

What I said.

Look, I'll wait for as long as I can,

you'd better tell Jack.

Hello, Charlie two.

[busker playing trumpet nearby]

-Move on.
-Yeah, alright, guv, sorry.

-You can't stop here.
-I've got a fare here,

-he said--
-Well, keep moving.

Yeah, alright, ta.

Oscar one, I've been moved on,
I've got to go round again.

He's going around again.

Okay.

I suppose your assistants are
allowed to smoke occasionally?

Oh, I don't smoke actually.

[speaking in German]

There seems to be some delay?

We've been known to wait
like this for weeks.

[speaking in German]

Governor, I'm delayed by traffic.

Now proceeding to pick up point.

Any sign of Yannos and Harry?

-Hello, Oscar one.
-Ah, me, Piccalilly Circus.

[car horn tooting]

Oi, you, out of this cab!

[car horn tooting]

Listen, I'm sorry, sunshine,

this cab is not for hire, alright.

That's it, flee, flee, Piccalilly.

Flee?

I'm sorry, pal.

[car horn tooting]

Look, now, we're not all like this

and it's nothing to do
with the war, alright.

[mellow melodic music]

Me like boxing, right,

boxing, teeth down the throat.

-Boxing?
-Yeah.

Ah, so Classius Clay.

Classius Clay, right.

[car horns tooting]

[speaking in Japanese]

[mellow melodic music]

Approaching pick up a
second time, Oscar one.

Oscar one, can you hear me?

[busker playing trumpet nearby]

Charlie two, Charlie one
approaching pick up now.

Charlie two, do you hear me?

[Mr. Bonds] Morning, madam.

Ah.

[speaking in German]

Shh!

Jeff?

Yeah.

Who the hell are you, where's Joey?

Look, you ain't paid to ask
questions, mate, so shut up.

Hang about, Joey never
mentioned anything about this.

If you don't get a move on, son,

you are minus the back of your head.

It's a little tight.

Those clasps are rather tricky.

Shh!

Leave him alone, Mr. Bonds,

he has to learn sometime, don't you,

my man?

-[feedback whining]
-Yes.

[speaking in German]

He says what if she is one of the gang?

Is that not possible?

Hey, where are they, I can't see them.

You were late, mate,

they're probably out stealing breakfast.

[Quirk's Man] Who's that
cleaning that window?

[George] A window cleaner.

Well, stop, don't overshoot!

[brakes screeching]

I don't like it.

You don't like it,

I don't bloody like it neither.

Listen, I'll get a ticket
sitting here all day.

Shut your mouth!

There's something wrong.

There they are!

Oh, God!

[light melodic music]

Well, hadn't you better get out then?

Yeah.

-Oi, oi!
-What?

Aren't you gonna pay then?

No, he's meant to, you have to stand by.

Charlie two, Charlie one
just arrived outside shop.

I'm sure I would pay a good chauffeur

far more than Mr. Bonds is giving you.

-Oh, madam.
-What do you think?

Will you let me have him, Mr. Bonds?

-Well, I--
-Careful.

-Sorry.
-You must be gentle.

It has power steering, you know.

Governor, it's a different guy.

Guv.

Charlie two, stand by for my man on two.

Governor, it's a.

Jack, that is my man!

[Customer] You could have
it on your evenings off.

[Mr. Bonds] Can I help you, sir?

-No, I'm just looking.
-Oh.

Think of it, the only powder
blue Camargue in Europe.

[melodic suspenseful music]

Good morning, sir.

Can I help you?

[speaking in German]

Shh!

Regan.

[light melodic music]

[speaking in German]

What is happening, please?

Yes.

Well, young man, how do
you think it suits me?

I'm sorry, Mr. Bonds.

I'm sorry, Mr. Yannos.

[mellow upbeat music]

[thudding blow]

-[thudding blow]
-Uh!

[groaning]

Carter.

[groaning]

[Quirk's Man] Uh!

Stop, stop, stop that man!

Stop, stop!

Stop that man, Tony, stop that man!

Charlie three, Charlie three, go in!

[police radio broadcasting quietly]

-You're the Sweeney?
-Flying Squad?

Stop him, for God's sake!

He's going the other
way, for Christ's sake!

Charlie three, go Charlie three!

-[thudding blow]
-Uh!

Hold up, hold it!

Serious Crime Squad.

Alright, hold it, hold it!

Are you Sweeney?

Serious Crime Squad.

No.

[all speaking animatedly]

[car horn tooting]

[background chattering]

Right, we might as well
make it look good, ey?

Oh no, governor, it's me, innit, ey?

[Jack] Come on.

I've got him.

This is Yannos.

I've just been beaten up
by Serious Crime Squad.

[speaking in German]

[all speaking animatedly]

He thinks you are arresting your own men.

[Jack] Okay, let's go.

-Stickley?
-Yeah.

Who was that in my cab then?

Quirk's snout set up by Stickley, come on.

[groaning]

See, we've caught him
on television as well.

Shall I accidentally erase the tape, sir?

I suppose.

No!

No!

[mellow upbeat music]

[brakes screeching]

You stay at the front, George.

[background chattering]

[cue crashing to floor]

-What's your game?
-Sorry.

Stickley, you bastard, you
went too far this time.

Honest, Mr. Regan, I
didn't know he was there.

You vermin!

You set up Quirk by setting up his snout.

-Honestly, there's no job--
-I don't care

about that poxy jeweler's shop,

but you wrecked a decent copper.

-Jack--
-He's all washed up

and you've probably done
him out of a decent pension.

What are you gonna do to me?

Now Quirk nicked you
once, that was a fair cop,

but you wanted to destroy him,

-didn't you, didn't you?
-It wasn't only Quirk,

it was his snout and them
Serious Crime Squad boys,

they done my mate up.

Mate, you haven't got any mates,

you've put 'em all inside.

With your help, Mr. Regan,
they was good jobs I gave you.

Our cover's still good, Jack.

You bastard!

You can have my jacket,
it'll make our cover better.

-[thudding blow]
-Uh, dear!

-[thudding blow]
-Uh!

[heavy breathing]

We need each other, Mr. Regan.

I think I've got a good one coming up,

I was gonna tell you about it,

it was gonna be really good, honest,

better even than that bullion gang.

I never lied to you, Jack,

to Quirk's snout, but not to you.

We've got too good a thing
going to end it over Quirk.

I'm still

your man.

[George] Is he alright, governor?

When it went quiet in there,
I thought you'd killed him.

[tutting]

Maybe I should've done.

[background chattering]

Governor, Jack!

Look, we can't let him get
away with a few bruises!

Why don't we go back and arrest him?

I'll do it.

Can you see the fools we'd
be made to look in a court?

Some sharp QC spelling it
out the way it's happened.

That's not your real reason, is it?

Some things about this job are
great and some things stink

and the more you get involved with dirt.

[tutting]

Let's go and have a drink.

Resynced By Chuck