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I'm sorry, Mr. Burnside. If you can't protect your own snout, how are you

to protect me?

I'll tell you what, Duck. Give me a couple of hours, and I'll see if I can

something up my... No, Tony, you won't.

Huh? You've got to disappear.

Or you're dead.

Vickers is setting up a deal with some Georgians based in Berlin.

He's looking to help launder their money. So what's in it for Vickers?

We're talking 20 billion pounds a year.

I don't believe it.

Ronnie Buchan.

20 years I've been waiting to nick him.

You should be boss, not him. And if I say no? I'll tell Dale that you came on

me. I'll show him the bruises to prove it.

Frank, is that you?

Oh, no.

He called me last night.

Said he was being followed.

I arrived too late. I'm sorry.

Sorry?

Sorry!

Angie, Angie, Angie! All right, all right, let her go, let her go!

You used him to do your dirty work.

You harmless bastard.

Tony and I were friends.

I did everything I could.

Did you, Frank?

Did you really?

You know I did.

All I know is he trusted you.

Now he's dead.

Get back in, mate.

How was your evening? Enjoyed a meal? Yeah, thanks.

How about you?

Oh, I think you could call it a success.

I hate you.

Right and all.

So, what's this good news you mentioned?

Ah, give us a moment, love.

Well?

Uncle Ivan's legacy.

It's arriving today.

That's good.

I think we can do with a little bit more enthusiasm here, Dave.

We're talking about 100 million in used notes.

Sorry. Now, Stu's going to cover the arrival area.

George is going to prep the holding area. All you've got to do is make sure

we've got that tame bank manager.

No problem.

Just give me a few more days.

So, where is this holding area?

Why do you want to know?

So I can make sure the bank's got facilities nearby.

I don't want to be driving miles to make each deposit.

Besides, one nosy traffic cop and we're finished.

Good point.

However, you just let me worry about the security arrangements, all right?

Sure. Sorry, police reckon it's a contract.

I'm interested in two names.

The one who pulled the trigger and the bastard who put the finger on him.

It could be a long haul.

Would you try telling that to the family?

How are you feeling?

Crap.

It was 30 seconds too late.

Close enough to hear the shot.

You had a lucky escape.

It could have been you as well.

He died in front of me, Jim.

Just like Barry.

What's this?

Buckham?

Do you think it's down to him?

It's the same M .O.

Only thing is, I saw him walk away from Vickers.

Refused to work with him.

I think he's just trying to get to me.

Looks like he's succeeding.

We want to take it easy, Frank.

You remember what happened last time you let him get to you?

Oh yeah, I remember.

How the hell did they find him?

What about when you moved your man in? No, no, no, absolutely no chance. We

drove halfway round Surrey, changed cars twice.

In that case, my money's on your fella letting it slip himself.

His mum or a girlfriend, one person tells another.

Ah, he knew better than that.

Anyway, he was scared to death.

What about the wife or the boy? No, absolutely not.

We warned them.

In my experience, you can warn them until you're blue in the face.

Sooner or later, they phone their friends.

A mate who's after easy money dials 1471, bang.

It don't take much to pull an address.

Hey, how could I tell you?

This reminds me of that gaff we screwed in Cobham on your 16th birthday.

You know that old bonnet here, Maria?

You only rub all over the rockery.

Great, but what are we doing here? How about you down as a country boy?

Help me living, sweetheart. We all need a bed, eh?

All right, take a look around.

Find a master bedroom for it.

What about the approach?

Traffic cameras?

Nothing after the motorway.

Plenty of tree cover.

Can't see a thing from the road.

Nearest neighbours over a mile away.

Fields to the back.

Nothing in line of sight.

I told the estate agent you were a music executive.

Likes his privacy.

It's out.

I ain't being funny or anything, right?

But where are we going to hide the money?

I mean, just how big is 100 million?

It's big, all right.

Don't start.

Don't start. Don't start. Hold me back. Hold me back.

Dave?

The money's arriving by train.

Ealing Depot.

A container supposed to be carrying fresh -cut flowers.

And where are they taking it?

I don't know.

He's supposed to be Vicar's right -hand man. He must have told you.

All I know is Stu's planning to meet the train at the depot.

Then guide it to the secure holding area.

All right, Samantha, bump up the surveillance on the mobile.

I want a tracker fitted to that truck before it leaves the depot. Something

you should know.

Last night, Vickers and his boys disappeared.

He said he had business.

Couldn't get back till early.

So?

Well, I was just telling Dave that your informant was killed last night.

Any sign of Ronnie Buchan?

No. Why?

I want you to get Vickers to talk about it.

And from now on, you wear a covert mic at all times. Is that clear?

That might be a bit of a problem, Gov. Why?

You having conversations you don't want me to hear?

Last night, Vicar's girlfriend made a pass at me.

What? Why?

I don't know.

She presented herself as the clever slapper.

Her theory was we exchange information and eventually take over the business.

So did you, um, did you arrive to the occasion?

Or did you just lie back and think of England?

Or was it just Michael Owen?

All units report to, I have eyeball.

Who are you on?

I need your help.

Questions I have to ask.

Target is HGV.

Registration R193FCY. Repeat, R193MPY.

Tango 3 now on board. All units, follow up.

You what?

You seriously think I go telling people where we were when there's a price on a

bid?

What do you take me for?

Leave it, you fatten up!

Ange, no -one's accusing anyone.

We have to cover all the possibilities.

Trying to shift the blame, you mean?

You're right.

It's my fault.

He trusted me and I let him down.

Get out!

What you said about being Tony's friend, did you mean that?

Tony and I spent a lot of time together.

Even talked about work sometimes.

Look, Ange, I know that you and Tony were...

If I could change places with him, I would.

But I can't.

All I can do is find whoever pulled that trigger.

First time I spoke to anyone was this morning.

I was to tell Tony's mum.

Apart from that, I haven't spoke to anyone.

Craig?

Not as far as I know.

He's got his own cell phone.

Can I have the number?

All units from 4 -2, the Eagle has landed. Repeat, the Eagle has landed.

It's our right turn, about 200 yards past the farm entrance.

I'll have you in my position in ten minutes.

Time to call in the ninjas.

Zulu 1 from 8 -5.

Any sign of the money?

All

right,

dig in for the night.

See if anything turns up in the morning.

Just goes to prove what I've always said.

Doesn't matter how much you got.

Crap always rises to the surface.

Sorry, mate.

On the air.

Hi. You all right?

Problem?

Those gorillas keep watching me.

If they see us talking... If they see you ignoring me, they'll be suspicious.

What happened to last night's bitch with nerves of steel?

Blint on the bubbly.

Last night, maybe that wasn't the real me.

Oi, oi.

Found it all right, Dave? Yeah.

Perfect direction. Thanks.

Can we have a word, boss?

Wait for me in here with you, Dave. Make him a cup of tea, love.

Well, I'm asking Dave over to the house.

I think you're being a bit too trusty.

What's the matter?

You're questioning my judgment. No, no, it's just... Well, if I had a bird like

that, I'd be going nuts by now.

What are you talking about?

Last night, her and Dave, all alone.

No, mate, that was a great opportunity to check him out, actually.

Test his loyalty. She said he was a perfect gentleman.

She checked him out, all right.

Mike, what are you saying? Come off it, Dale.

Why is that?

They've hardly looked at each other. Every time they get close together, they

pull themselves apart. Now, why do people go to so much trouble to make it

like there's nothing going on between them?

Because there is.

Take it from me.

Something or someone definitely went down.

Here we are, mate.

Here we are.

I got a phone check to ask for.

Great shot.

Yeah. Redodge a call. All to this young guy, Slick Lover, formed for drugs and

burglary. So, Jim Summers was right.

Anything else known?

Yeah. Ensign has him flagged as an associate of the Runnybuckons.

Well, man, have a look at this.

Have a feel of that.

Very impressive.

Shame you can't spend any of it. At least not yet.

Yeah, how's the arrangements coming?

Last night I spoke to the British Virgin Islands.

As of today, we're officially the Independent Global Commerce Bank, BVI.

What about the deposit facility?

Still speaking with the Jeddah Bank.

Quibbling overseas.

Standard form.

Should be sorted by week's end.

Walk with me, Dave.

Is there a problem?

Jules, put the cover back. Looks like it's going to fist down.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Yeah, why would I be mad?

What the hell was that for?

Did you give her one, Dave?

What? Did you give my bird one?

Of course not.

You didn't take me for a... I'm here doing business, and you're giving one to

bird behind my back.

Did you wish I could have pissed out a governor, did you?

No. Anybody betrays me, in any way, there's only one

punishment.

You've got it wrong!

I'm going for something to eat.

That's all.

I wouldn't do that.

Not to you, not to anyone.

Christ!

She isn't even my type.

Your type? What's that supposed to mean? Is she the wrong colour, is she?

That bitch is beautiful.

Men kill for less.

It's not this bad.

What are you saying?

In the car.

When I held you.

Don't worry.

You're not my type either.

No. I hope this

means we can still do business together.

Well, yes, we can still do business.

But if you ever touch me again like that, I'll kill you.

This one punishment you mentioned.

Remington 870.

Pump action. You don't believe me? I was Tony Pilton's widow.

Who's Tony Pilton?

Mind the oil, Slick. Leave him alone, he hasn't done anything.

Look, come on, Slick, don't mess around, right?

We know you pulled the address after you phoned him. Just tell us who you passed

it on to and then we're out of here. Look, I already told you, I never pulled

address. Oh, come on, you were keen to keep in touch, yeah? Yes, because he's

mate. When the rumours started about my dad, no -one else wanted to know.

Why was that, then?

Click. I felt sorry for him. He wouldn't even follow his old mum with a grunt.

You're a liar!

You popped that number off a 1471.

Now, what did he give you?

Come on, am I?

What are you talking about? What did he give me? You know who I'm talking about.

Ronnie Buchan.

What's he got to do with Ronnie Buchan?

Look, I don't know where you're getting this, but I haven't worked for Ronnie

Buchan in months, not since New Year. Don't lie to me, pal. There's no future

it. Not when I've got this in my hand. It's the truth.

I've been too busy holding down this gentleman probation officer got me.

Besides, you need a bloody appointment to see Ronnie these days.

And you heard, he's a celebrity.

Gov, look, let's just leave it there, yeah?

Talk about this between ourselves.

Thanks, boys.

You're the one who should be locked up, not me.

Don't ever interrupt me like that again.

And don't ever put me in that position again, sir.

Do we have a problem, Samantha?

You know we do.

Burnside.

Yes, Dave.

Are you telling me that Vickers admitted it?

It's a matter of principle.

If anyone betrays it... What else did he say?

Maybe you should listen to it for yourself.

It's all on there.

Look, I should be going.

I'm supposed to be meeting Dad for dinner.

A once -a -year thing.

Say hello to him for me.

I lost it a bit after Tony, but that business this afternoon, you were right,

was out of order.

Well, it's been difficult for you, I know.

Yeah, well... Listen.

Do you fancy turning that telly in tonight?

I mean, sit and talk, send silence, whatever.

It might surprise you to know that I can do silence.

Well, thanks, but I've already got plans.

By the way, the situation with the OP at the house, what is it?

Well, it's still operational.

Why? It's just that Dave told me that Vickers is planning a security suite

tonight.

Might be a good idea if you pull them out.

Now, back in first thing tomorrow.

Right.

Night. Night.

So how's the job going?

It's OK.

Busy as ever.

Enjoying it?

Yeah.

Frank Burnside came to see me yesterday.

Seemed pretty cut up about this informant.

Understandably.

Apparently they were very close.

He said they reckoned it was a contract.

Are you involved in that case at all?

Look, Dad.

Can we talk about something other than work?

What's the matter?

Can't a father take an interest in his son anymore?

Bit late for that, isn't it?

Steve's fine, by the way.

Sends his regards.

What's this?

30th wedding anniversary.

Your mum and me always had champagne.

So what are you going to do with your money then?

Don't know.

Buy a smart motor or something I suppose.

Aftermarket, something like that.

You? I can't decide.

So have my own private box at the den or an helicopter.

Helicopter? Yeah.

You can't bloody fly. I'm not one of those bleeding legends then, am I not?

ask, Will?

I'm not going to ask you to go.

Explain that to your Russian pals.

Slag.

What is this we're looking at?

You're not going to believe this.

Do you realise what this means?

Do you?

Always supposed to do, eh?

Call a fire brigade.

You're supposed to do your job!

So,

what do we tell the German lawyers?

What happened on the 11 o 'clock flight?

We're going to sit down and discuss it like civilised people, all right?

What, you mean the whole basis of our operation gets torched and we don't have

clue one how it happened?

Sir, we were warned of a security sweep. We had to remove the OP.

I still don't believe it. All the hours spent in preparation, the hard work, the

resources, for nothing!

Vickers does have a lot of enemies, sir.

For a start, we saw him having a bust -up with Ronnie Buchan. Do you have any

solid evidence on Ronnie Buchan? Or anyone else for that matter? God knows

I'm going to explain all this!

Well, there is another way to look at it, sir.

Well, the National Crime Syndicate's a non -starter.

That's the result.

What do you think? It's monopoly money.

I, uh, should be going.

Where to?

I thought I'd speak to George Maitland.

He's got the experience.

There may be another angle on this.

Come straight back, yeah?

As soon as I can.

That's strange.

What?

Well, I went round to George Maitland's.

Thought I'd drop off some stuff he left at the office.

There was a for sale sign up.

Why didn't you tell me? I don't know.

I thought he'd moved in with his daughter or something.

He told me he was staying put after the heart attack.

Try the estate agent. If that don't work, get a security consultant on to

yeah? Then they'll check the bank records and find out what's going on.

All right?

Gentlemen. Well, I think we've seen enough.

Right, well, I've booked a table for lunch. I think we need to discuss where

go from here. There's nothing to discuss, and I'm afraid we must leave.

Leave?

Already?

I'm afraid so. Our clients always insist on hearing bad news at once.

I don't think so, mate. Oi, your clients?

Right, I pledge their full support.

Now, if someone's taking a piss here, why don't we go work together and find

what we're dealing with, right?

Don't worry.

We'll let them know what you've said.

I'm sure you won't be kept waiting.

Goodbye, Mr Vickers.

I still don't believe it.

I mean, who burns that kind of money?

Well, it was Ronnie Buckingham. It's a pretty extreme message to send to your

godson. What about the OP?

I thought they were meant to be watching the place.

Didn't they pick up anything on camera?

We pulled them out.

The security sweep.

Security sweep?

What do you mean, security sweep?

Dave, don't wind me up.

You told Burnside that Vickers was sweeping the grounds.

No, I didn't.

Oh, shit.

Doc, we need a word.

It's not right now. I've got a lot on my mind.

Sorry. It won't wait.

So, why'd you do it?

Sorry?

Is that supposed to mean something?

Oh, come on.

You lied to me.

You had me stand there in the old visa. There wouldn't be any witnesses.

Well, if there are no witnesses...

Why are we having this conversation?

Because it's tantamount to murder, that's why.

You know what the Russians will do when they find the money's gone.

Well, that's Vickers, look out. You live by the sword, the day comes and you

have to start dying by it. God, we know you've been under a lot of stress.

I'll stuff the therapy.

You remember those two bodies in that burnt -out motor?

Tony's shot and bleeding to death on a towpath.

The truth is...

The law can't handle people like Vickers.

He can commit murder and buy and sell witnesses just like that. Do you think

you've done any better?

Better?

No.

Never very.

I spent months building a case against Vickers and he walked out of that court.

Well, this time, Dale Vickers paid him full.

I've told you before.

Just because you're friends with my old man, don't count on me to do your dirty

work.

I haven't asked you to do anything, David.

You play this any way you choose.

Do you know what made me want to become a copper?

You.

You used to come round to the house when I was a kid.

You had this certainty.

Burnside against the villains.

Yeah. Fucking hilarious.

So, OK, my dad didn't make DCI.

But at least you never crossed the line.

Isn't there something we can salvage from this mess?

We can still gain valuable intelligence.

Maybe even pre -empt whatever the Russians have planned for Vickers.

But we need to know when they're coming. That's why I need to go back in. With

respect, I disagree.

It's too dangerous.

You keep out of this.

I'm still your senior officer.

In name only.

Sergeant, there's a problem here. Maybe you'd like to share it?

Chief Inspector?

No problem, sir.

Are we any closer to discovering who forged the money?

No, sir.

Dave? Still working on it.

How about your cover? Is it still OK? I believe so, sir. All right.

I suggest you go back in. And I think it's best, from now on, you report to

Understood?

Sir.

I see.

Right. Great, then. Lovely.

There on their way.

What, now?

I know excuses they don't like to hang about.

Like aircraft from Holland.

They'll be here late this afternoon.

Take your pick.

Now, come on, Dale.

You're not thinking of taking them on now, are you?

Let's hope it don't come to that.

What did you find out about Malan? I think you've got a problem. What kind of

problem? I checked out his details, as you asked.

It seems every government and commercial record has been pulled. Those of his

family, too.

Come on, I don't pay you to talk in bleeding riddles. What are you saying?

I'm saying it looks like he's been relocated.

Possibly witness protection.

Oh! Whoever this new lawyer is, he's almost certainly a plant.

Question is, who's he working for?

Police.

It's got to be.

No. Think about it. The police wouldn't burn the money. It's evidence.

But they might nick it, but not burn it.

Neither would customs.

I think you're going to have to look somewhere else. Is this got something to

with your godfather, yeah? We'll let Dave answer that, Joe. And he can

it to the rest.

Here he is.

Dave Slater.

Jim Summers.

Pleased to meet you.

Mr. Summers.

Can I have a word? Excuse us, Jim.

Me and Dave really need to talk right now.

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, well, I'll see you out, yeah?

I don't know where to start.

Burnside. Frank, it's Dave.

He's at Vickers Country House.

I think they're going to kill him.

Vickers Place?

What are you doing there? There isn't time. The Russians are going to be there

in two hours. You've got to get over there right now.

No, hang on a minute. I don't understand.

I mean, how do you know all this? Listen, I told you there isn't time.

going to kill him. All right, all right. I'm on my way.

After this is over, if you still want answers, get hold of Ronnie Buckland.

Buckland?

Jim? Jim?

Steve, isn't he? Get on to SO19. We need a hostage negotiating team and ARVs.

Yep. But, Gav, where do you want me to send them?

Gav?

Come on. Come on, you slag.

I think you appreciate the gravity, Dave.

If I don't have answers when the Russians get here, then they're going to

that I just might have been trying to rip them off, and I can't afford that.

Do you understand me?

Now, tell me who done it, yeah?

Who burned the money?

Was it Uncle Ronnie?

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

Shit!

Is that George Maitland?

Still don't know where he is? Look, he could be away for all I know.

Why are you asking me?

I didn't know him outside of work.

Okay, have it your way. All right, I'm through pissing about.

Oh, shit.

Dale, Dale, Dale. We need to keep him alive, remember?

Dale, Dale, look at me.

If we kill him, the Russians will think we took the money and are making it all

up. Dale, Dale, listen to George. He's right, mate. I'll tell you. It's our

chance. Easy. OK, OK.

OK, no, OK.

I'm just going to take... I'm going to take a little bit of him.

For God's sake!

How can I tell you what I don't know?

Pick him up.

I don't care what you don't know, Dave. I just want to cut you now, mate.

Let him go.

What are you doing, Donna?

You heard.

I said let him go.

He hasn't done anything.

I bloody knew it.

Told you they were in it together. I knew there was something going on.

I'm a friend of Ronnie.

Nah.

Tell him to put the guns on the floor.

No.

What are you going to do?

Are you going to shoot everybody here? If I have to.

No, I don't think so. Look, don't come any closer.

You see, this thing could make a real mess of you.

What are you going to do? Are you going to shoot me, Donner? Go on, then.

Go on, shoot me. Shoot me.

Go on, you son of a bitch.

See, there's people who can, and there's people who can't, and I can.

Can you come on, mate?

Oh, no.

Dale, let her go.

Please, Dale. Dale.

I think it's the Russians, mate.

They're early.

Hold on to her.

If Loverboy over there won't talk to the Russians, then she probably will.

Hello, Frank.

Hello, comrade.

Let's not waste time.

The Russians are coming.

And I wouldn't imagine there'll be any chance of peace talks.

In which case, you'll roadkill.

On the other hand, you could talk to me.

Now, try and sort something out.

Tick -tock, Dale.

What's it going to be?

So you've done all this?

Why? What are you out for?

Shot him.

Couldn't keep his mouth shut.

He told his other geezer, don't worry, Vickers ain't going to be around much

longer to collect it.

Said he'd seen her there.

and betray his own, they don't deserve to live.

Only thing is, he wasn't just an informant.

He was a pal of mine.

So you thought you'd let the Russians do your dirty work for you.

What's stopping you?

My big heart.

I could let you die.

I'd like to.

But you're going to be my new friend.

You what?

Don't worry, Dale.

You'd still be able to play with the chaps.

As my snout... Excuse me?

Like I say, as my snout, you'd be associated with them all.

MI5, FBI, Bodie and Doyle.

Only thing is, Tony Shotton and I will own your soul.

And we're ready to trade that to the Russians.

Any time.

Gab,

we've intercepted the Russians on the right.

Where is Dave?

Where is he?

He's at his dad's.

Nice place.

Yeah, well, I'd rather meet you in a crowded place, Frank.

No offence.

None taken.

Personally, I'd have preferred a dark alley.

You wanted to know about Jim Summers?

Can't hurt him now.

How about you, Frank?

Sure you can handle the truth about your old boss?

I know it was him who gave shot in the Vickers.

One and a half hour back it goes.

Used to look up to him, didn't you?

Truth is, Jim Summers was just another greedy cover.

Believe me, I've known a few.

He'd do anything for a bum.

It's the wine over hours about how he couldn't get a promotion because of his

black wife.

I'm very bitter about how he was.

I often thought it's what pushed him over the edge.

In the end, all he cared about was the money.

Sam. I learned from you, Frank.

Use my snout.

You're a liar.

Think about it.

That night back in 72 when Barry Foxton died, I always knew where

to find you, Frank.

It's all right. It's all right.

You should retire, Frank.

Join me on the church shows. We'd be sensational.

Interview terminated, is it?

For now.

There'll be another time.

Just you and me.

Yeah, but you know where to find me, Frank.

Just switch on your TV.

I'll be watching.

What's this?

Criminal injuries compensation, Angie.

For you and Craig.

I don't understand.

What do you mean? Where did it come from?

Don't worry about it.

We all keep our mouths shut and no one will ever know.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

It's only money.

What's that smell?

Smoke.

Do the laundry right, no one will smell a thing.