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Last time on Commoner's Muck, this up.

I'd like you to join the management team. What?

Ken's no good bastard traitor.

Hang on.

Management?

Why do you want to concentrate on the smaller outlet, shops and that? Hey,

what do you reckon to me doing a course?

You should be doing a business degree, you know. You're a natural.

I've always liked English. You love it. You're screwing Sonny, aren't you? Don't

tell Ken I've been round.

You don't want my kid because you're shagging him.

It was for Denise, Ken. You...

Found it!

What do you think of Ken?

What do you think about him? I'll bloody kill you!

I'm not seeing him. Lose it!

Mario's money.

It's all over, Jono. Mario's money. Everything will be right.

Dad! It's practical, you having an account in your own name. You know that.

that what all this cloak and dagger stuff is about?

A bit of retirement planning?

You're good to me.

Whoever's looking down from that great rubbish tip in the sky, they've got an

eye out for you, George.

Chamber have just voted.

They're demanding a complete appraisal of proper as operation.

Detailed written reports, inspectors on every street corner, dawn till dusk

every day.

The good burghers of Hepworth think they've been conned. They think Forger's

flogged them a mission impossible. That's the beauty of it.

As long as your lads avoid a sudden burst of jet propulsion over the next

days and carry on proving that the rounds cannot be completed as

as they have been doing, then four years for the hydrum.

Proper tender will be revoked and depot control will revert to the council. And

that's me and you in the driving seat, as you were, lads. Nothing to worry

about.

Has he told you?

Yes, yes, he has.

Why don't you say something?

They've stopped listening to excuses.

They're not supposed to sound like excuses.

I'll do my best with the lads, Brian. Keep him motivated.

Yeah, why don't you do that, only this time do it properly. Now get them out,

get them working and don't block my call.

Brian. Don't lie to me.

Don't you have any self -respect?

Now I want that round completed successfully and I won't tolerate

I want any more conversations you want to have about the state of the business.

Have them in front of me.

Yeah, and you'll not regret it. And I'll shift all the stuff proper along, you

know, what you have to call excerpt out for.

Well, if you can do it, I'll be only too happy to give you the work.

Magic. And I'm glad that's all behind you, you know, last with Monsieur Denise

and that.

It's forgotten.

Never happened.

I'm off it now, you know. I mean, I had a drop for seven months. I mean, I get a

bit too much. You know what you're saying, do you, like?

I don't even remember, Jack. It was that long ago.

Hey, uh, Ken, I'm, uh... Sorry about old Foxy. I heard you were close, weren't

you?

Well, Atman's done it.

At least it were quick.

How's your lad took it?

Uh, don't know. Um, I haven't seen him for a while. You know, what with me, uh,

setting up on my own and all that.

But, uh, he'll be all right. You know, he's not daft.

Got to face up to these things, haven't you?

Get over them.

Bloody mad otherwise.

See you, Jack. See you, Ken.

It doesn't work like this.

It's even worse than it is now. We've proved that.

John, don't tell me my job.

They'll have no chance.

That's the idea.

Hang on.

Follower.

What's the matter, John?

Won't he let you out to play?

Thanks for... I'm staying behind, lads. I won't keep you long.

Basically, we've run into some problems.

Here we go. More bloody threats.

The council has decided to increase the amount of inspectors out on the round so

that they can gather a complete picture of what you're all doing.

I can't go any faster.

Propra therefore regards it as imperative that all rounds are completed

satisfactory standard and on time.

Or what?

I know it's unrealistic, lad.

The foreign element, and we all know who I'm talking about, obviously have no

idea what life is like for you lads on the ground.

So all I will say is this.

Do your best.

I must have watched his head getting out of the car.

I've rejigged the rosters. Got you all back together again, the way you were,

the way you liked working. Bloody right, Georgie boy.

So do what you can tomorrow, but if you find that you...

You can't get done what proper asking.

Well, you won't hear Georgie Ward complaining.

Don't wander off.

John,

got one of them for me?

What's it all about?

The last conversion to happen that quickly took place in the Bible, and I

believe that either.

Come on, John, what's up?

Never. I can't.

You bloody can.

Because you want to.

Don't you? I can see it.

That miserable bugger's setting everything up so you ain't got a cat in

chalice.

I don't know why.

Something to do with Forger.

Ward doesn't want you to get round.

Cheers, lad.

Lads!

Ned, I reckon we can have an extra hour in bed. It's now been given the green

lights go slow.

I'm going to have an early night, and I suggest that you lads do the same.

Because I want you here, back in the yard, at half -past four tomorrow

Sorry, Ned? What?

We are going to bollocks Mr Ward's plans.

Ned, what are you talking about?

He wants us to fail.

He's trying to screw us.

Ward's a big fat wanker, then. We can just start at the crack of dawn.

We're going to work our knackers off. We're going to get that job done and

going to give him one where it really hurts.

Ned, was looking at things with a bit of common sense for once, that's all.

Oh, John, I didn't realise that. Oh, right. Well, I mean, you know, if you

that he's had a change of heart, you know, that he's suddenly become one of

lads after being a cheating, lying rotten sod for the last 30 years of his

I mean, if you think that, well, fair enough.

However, I will not sleep at night with worry.

No, mate.

No.

Five o 'clock.

Up at four.

How long we got before we have to

sell the telly?

What?

Loads of bollocks.

Made his mind up as soon as they opened me mouth.

Well, they only give money to certain types, don't they?

Well, I thought you knew how much vans were.

I thought I did.

Christ, a few thousand. And those blokes owe bloody millions they get away with.

How come they'll not help me? I'll pay the bloody money back. Did you speak to

him? Did you tell him what you had in mind?

Oh, no, I just burst in and asked for a couple of grand in case I saw some of

the downed shops I fancied.

Of course I told him. He said I didn't have enough capital behind me.

I mean, bloody hell, if I had enough capital behind me, I wouldn't have had

go to pissing bank.

Well, perhaps there's something you ain't done.

What do you need, Denise?

Customers and tools for a job. I've got the one, they'll not give me the money

for the other.

All right, it's not my fault.

I'm just trying to help you. No, you're not. You treat me like he did, like I'm

a bloody idiot.

No, I'm not, Ken.

I'm sick of it.

I want some respect, do you understand?

Some bloody respect!

What are you doing?

I don't want to risk pulling anything early on.

I am fine -tuning my body.

You're supposed to be getting ready for work, not bloody cup final.

How fast do you plan on going?

Did you leave that note for Georgie Ward?

Yeah. He said he'd be back at 4 .30. Devon prompt.

After schedule.

Good lad.

That's it, lad.

Hi.

Come with the hour.

Come with the bin, man.

All right, Bernard.

Bernard. Come on.

Inside.

Everybody get aboard.

Let's go, lads. Let's go.

Yippee -yi -yay!

Yippee -yi -yo -yo -yo!

Put the armets.

I'm shut already.

You're not. No, you're not.

I know how it feels.

It's all gone. They won't check you.

What? He's got a recycling place.

Listen, if we could clear Lansdale Road before I start off... Bullets, Nev. It's

on the bridge. We could go straight from the tip to Ashdown. It's on the way.

Forget it, Nev.

Hang about. Hang about.

Right you are. Right you bloody are. Nev, we need to clear some face.

You'll be bloody far at you.

No, no, no. Nobody ever goes in there.

Oh, no.

Just your bloody waterboarding, Inspector.

Don't be cheeky.

All right, come on, over there. Get going.

Come on, don't disturb me. Do the bloody thing. Come on, this way.

Here we go. Here we go.

Oh,

shit.

Oh, you took your time, didn't you?

I was full of bloody lips after windscreen.

Well, why didn't you sit back in your seat?

That's a lass.

Oh, no, no!

Oh, bloody hell, no!

I'll have to make another tip run now.

I mean, why couldn't you have left some?

Nev, I'm knackered.

If it's plastic and black, I pick it up. I can't think.

She'll bloody smack him.

I've had him to contend with.

He's just had a go at the bloke who runs a multi -storey. Had him cornered in

his booth by the time I dragged him off.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear. You didn't take your pills, did you, Bernard? Stay

where you are.

There you are. Now, check this.

There, open your mouth.

Right, that's it.

Good lad, good lad.

Now, anybody seen the Gestapo?

Bloody hell, Ned. Give us a hand.

That's bloody dangerous.

Oh, is it, bollocks?

I'll put it back again.

Look at us.

Is it sodding worth it?

You tell me.

Is he?

Hello, Billy.

Come on, Bernard, get down there.

Number one.

Hi,

Jono.

Rory, I saw the wagon.

You must have quick reactions. You are.

Hey, get under here.

No, you're all right. Can we keep walking?

Yeah.

Come on, Ken.

Can't do that. What are you going to do, Ian?

We'll strip it down.

Lose it for the spares on new wagons we're getting in.

I need a leg up, Sean.

You're my last chance.

Can't, Ken.

Don't you understand?

It's not my fault.

They haven't got the logbook. Stuff the logbook. I don't want the logbook. I

want something you can drive.

Three grand, sure.

Three grand.

Someone breaks in tonight and they nick that wagon.

They run it round your old man's, they give it a re -spray, sticks all the bits

back on that them bastards down at Strawberry Meadow tore off. You drop it

at mine tomorrow morning.

The money's yours.

How are you?

How is it at home?

I was meaning to call round.

What's the matter, Mary?

It's been a bit like Christmas, really.

Oh, shit.

Sounds terrible, that, doesn't it?

You know what I mean?

All the fuss and that, organising funeral.

You get all teed up, then suddenly it's over.

That's the normal. I know, it was like that with my mum.

Everyone's been brilliant, though. I couldn't ask for help more. The lads. My

aunties. Brilliant.

Only... What?

Well, I still keep thinking.

What?

Son -in -law said he read in a book once that when someone close to you dies,

it's like you're looking at yourself for the first time.

You see who you really are.

He said it like he wanted it to be a comfort, like everyone has to go through

it, but it just puts the shits on me in the end. I mean...

What if I don't like what I see?

Oh, Jono. Oh, Marie.

I get up every morning. I worry about whether I've got enough money for a beer

or whether I can go to Spain or New York for my holidays.

I shit.

I piss.

I just get on with it.

I get on with it and my dad's dead. I mean, really, dead.

You can't help it, Jono.

It's what everyone does.

It's human nature. I know.

It's a piss -poor excuse.

What the bloody hell have you been?

Look, I've got to go, Millie.

See you around.

Heavy crew to base. We're not all the way back.

Hang on, that's your second red light. You've jumped.

No chance.

I mean, shame.

Great effort.

But, er...

Four and a half minutes to get back into the yard.

No chance.

We'll never make it back in time.

Come on, the lot of you. Where's your pay?

Yes. Practically.

Didn't expect you back this time of day.

You should have come to the funeral, Ken.

You should have been there.

Yeah, well... What have you been doing?

First setting up on my own.

You know, shop crap, workplace.

You know, the big market.

Good.

Best to look, then.

Yeah. Yeah, aren't you?

Well done, George.

I don't know what you said to them, but I'm delighted.

Nice one, team!

That's superb!

I was saying, George, they'll be the talk of the depot when the rest get in.

Be like an inspiration to them.

Mr Ward.

Don't look so worried. We'll not let you down.

Straight off the blocks in the morning, eh, lads? Oh,

we've got a lot left, yeah.

Oh!

Come on, Dolce, open up. Christ!

What's happened?

I've been doing a decent day's work.

Oh, you poor bugger. Burn it, put him on the sofa.

It's only crump.

Don't go wasting your sympathy.

Nearly crashed the car.

Well, you bloody will try changing gear with a couple of cricket balls up your

calves.

Oh, no, anyway, piece of cake.

It's just a question of organisation.

Yeah, I'll rub them. Go right.

There, there. Oh, Jesus.

You soft sod.

Right, you want to take the vitamins I give you? Are there any rolled these,

Philison?

Forty -five of the over -forties? Forty -five of the over -forties.

Not to make this lot bloody turbocharged.

Aye, upwards, arse. Hundred miles an hour.

Needs a good saying, too, miserable sod.

Bernard!

All right, Bernard, that's my bloody leg. Let go. Leave it, boy, leave it.

Bloody hell.

Now, did you give him his pills?

Aye. Twelve o 'clock sharp.

What has war done?

It's trying to make us look fools, Dorothy.

And I'll not have it.

Are you winning?

All right.

How does it feel?

council tax.

I shouldn't have to be doing this.

Well, we won't expect a tip at Christmas time then.

Good

evening.

Are you looking for somebody?

It's Sunilin. Yes, but he's somewhat catatonic. I shouldn't expect too much

him right now.

But come, come.

Visitor! Hello.

Well, do you... I'm not stopping.

I just had to see you, that's all.

He does know you know, Ken.

He does believe me, that there were an out going on with you and me.

It were college.

That's big of him.

And he is sorry.

I can tell he is.

He ought to be.

He's trying to get started up on his own. That idea you had with him,

rubbish from workplaces, only he's run into some problems.

He needs help.

He needs a mate.

What, me?

He likes you.

Say him again, Guy.

I'll get that.

Marie? No, thanks.

No wonder you keep so trim.

Don't you want me to slip outside and give him a quick handjob?

You're overreacting.

What do you peck me for?

I thought I knew you. Marie, you're up there shaking your stuff with nothing

a feather in your hair. You can't complain if people are staring at you.

dripping, you silly sod.

What then?

Just a few quid I'm tightening up.

Christ proper won't even miss it.

I'm a slave for that company. I'm entitled.

You're not entitled to use me.

Now, I don't care what shit you get up to.

But don't think you can drag me down with you.

I'm doing this for the both of us, you know.

You should learn something, Marie.

You're a long time dead.

And in this life, you have to roll your sleeves off and fight for your half hour

of happiness.

You have to go out and grab what you want by the scruff of the neck.

It's not pretty, but that's the way it is. And I make no apology for it.

Thank you so much for putting us right.

And in the meantime, I hope your little deal works out.

You'll thank me in the morning.

And you've had a chance to think about it.

I need to see you.

It's to do with work.

Your work.

Bloody armory.

If we get caught... Oh, you said it. We're wrong in getting a scot -free.

Skimming on things.

Jesus.

Where did you get him from? Any road? Old boyfriend.

Don't need him where he is.

Hang on.

Jesus Christ, John O.

You frightened me to death.

Sean.

Yeah, what are you doing here?

That's what it looked like.

Tony.

Shook the bloody gates off you, then.

Eh? They always do that in films, don't they?

Marie, this is serious.

We could get arrested.

All right.

Look for something that might have a record of payment on it, then. Just look

through papers and that. You're joking, aren't you? We'd be here all bloody

night. Well, if you want proof, you're going to have to start somewhere.

Why are you doing this?

Why are you helping us?

If we find out, Ward's bollocks.

I don't like what he's doing.

So what are you going to do about it? About what?

About everything.

Everything that's gone on between us.

What do you want me to do?

Marie. I want to hear you say it.

I haven't changed. I want to hear you.

Please.

Please, John, don't tell me.

I want you, Marie.

Every second of the day I think about you.

I hear your voice.

The way you say things.

The smell of your sheets on your bed.

The way you look with no clothes on.

The taste of your skin.

Everything, Marie.

I want every bit of you.

Come here, you bugger.

Sorry,

Marie. Go on, you're all right.

Oh, no.

She's... What?

What's wrong?

I want to do it on Walt's desk.

What are you doing?

Why didn't you tell me about the money?

I'll pay it back as soon as I start making.

I don't want it back.

That's not the point.

It were our account, Ken.

Why didn't you come to me?

Why didn't you offer it?

Christ.

When I lay in bed at night and admitted that maybe it had come, I never thought

it'd be over some poxy bloody van.

What had come? You're getting upset over a bit of money, that's all.

Ken!

Stop being so bloody stupid.

It's over.

Denise. You don't love me anymore, Ken.

And I don't love you.

No, I do.

Don't.

It's not true.

All I am is a bloody wife.

Don't you see? That's all I am. That's all I'm allowed to be round here. In

which case, I want to be worshipped.

Otherwise, why bother?

No.

No, we haven't tried hard enough.

Oh, how long do you give it, eh?

Haven't we tried, Ken?

I mean, haven't we? Denise.

I'm sorry.

It's right.

You know it is.

What will you do?

I want to get a proper job.

And I want to go to the college.

Not like before.

I've thought about it.

Where will you live?

You've got your work.

You've got the van.

Your mate.

You'll be all right.

I promise.

Denise, listen.

I have to tell you.

If ever you hear out,

About me and that lass.

It don't matter now, Ken.

No, it does.

I'm sorry.

Someone might say something.

And you should know.

I mean... It happened...

It happened after everything else.

I never did it while it were good with us.

No.

Neither did I.

Hello, John. Where's your bike, then?

It's, er... Well, I left our mates last night.

Oh, aye? You haven't had it nicked, have you?

Aye, rotten thieving bastard's broken.

I know, it were me.

I was getting a dirt on Ward.

Can we get a move on before some bugger asks me to stick my bloody mitts on

inkpan? Get inside.

You're going to finish them in bloody prison, you are.

Just get this sodding thing started.

It's good I was being getting the dirt on you, you bad thing.

Jesus. Sorry, George.

It was corporate policy.

But I need to know what was taken. I need to check my things.

Well, our things.

Anyway, a full inventory will be produced. Anyway, we've got our culprit.

It's Fox.

Oh, God.

Guy, any problems?

You're covered. The building was secure.

Guy, could I have a word outside?

I feel a bit, um, flu, I think.

What? Bank statements, records of payments, supplier to me, me to you, the

In your bloody desk?

It's the safest place I could think of.

George Guy got your message.

For God's sake, take it easy.

I can sort everything out here. The investment express will keep chugging,

worry.

Well, get in!

We've got to reach Fox before he contacts the police.

I'll see you in the pub tonight.

By the way, I don't normally approve of stripping, but seeing as it's you...

John, I'd be grateful if you'd remain in the office until the police arrive.

Just make sure nobody else comes in.

Nobody.

So what did you find?

Sorry? What evidence did you get?

The thing is, I didn't, actually.

I mean... Well, it's there. I got disturbed.

You what?

I mean, there is a witness. What she said to the council, that'd be enough.

could search the place.

She? I took her with me to the office, see if she recognised out. Well, did

Like I say, we got put off.

You dirty bugger.

No, Ned, I'm telling you.

Bloody hell, Ned, what are you doing?

We're carrying on with the job.

All that bloody fuss, and they've got nothing.

Ned, it's there.

Somewhere.

So, Neil, you and Bernard start pulling out the far side and get a move on.

We've wasted enough time.

Ned. Now!

Come on, Nev.

I want to know why you're into strong and mixed round dump.

Stop killing us and there's no stopping me.

Look here, I'm a bin man.

All this double dealing, this ripping people off, this getting coppers

us being made part of it. I'm a bloody bin man.

It is a clean job.

And I'm buggered if I'm going to get dirty, not at my age. Dirty?

What do you call this?

Oh, bloody heaven.

Ned?

What? Me!

Christ!

Jesus, Ned! What are you trying to do? Get yourself killed?

I'm all right.

No, you bloody not.

You bloody eaties, we were.

Bloody eaties. Well, you should have got the handbrake checked.

It's not a sudden handbrake, it's you. I'm fine, I am fine. You bloody not.

And it's now to do reward, is it?

Well, bloody well, is it? No.

It's Foxy.

What?

I want you to do one good round.

Like we used to do when we started, me and your dad.

I thought it'd be a sort of memento, like, sort of, for both of us.

Nev, what are you talking about?

Listen, with your dad gone, Jono, I'm packing it in.

No. Oh, yeah. You can't. I can't. I won't have it. I bloody am.

You see, it's not the same anymore.

It's just not the same.

Do you know something?

In all the years I've known your dad, I hardly understood a bloody word he ever

said. But me and him working together, my God, we could shift

mountains. We could shift bloody mountains.

Nev, you, me dad, you haven't done a decent day's work since you bloody

You were famous for it.

They are not of that.

Nev, you were champions.

And that's the whole point.

When we started, we all looked up to you. All the young 'uns did.

Because you pissed everyone off so brilliant without breaking a sweat.

Don't make any odds of how old you're getting or how slow you are.

It's about putting your back in, sticking your bloody oar in, causing

chaos.

That's what you and me dad did.

Now he's gone.

Which is why you can't stop.

So why are you wrecking a shift -shifting memorial to him?

It's about as appropriate as bloody issuing johnnies in a convent. He'd piss

himself.

Shit your head, eh?

Get with him. No, no, he didn't tell me how close it was. Don't worry about it,

bollocks. You're going to go to prison anyway.

Come on.

Oh, come on, Bernard. Sod it all, sod it. We'll get a shift on. What do you

mean, shift on, Bernard? Who used that silly phrase, shift on?

Ned.

Come on, where are we going now?

To see fuckery.

of them two lumps behind your ears, then.

What do you want?

Well, me and the lads, we're having a play day.

Wouldn't fancy it, would you?

Well, I'm, uh... Well, I've got to get done. I've got work on.

Don't matter.

Come on, Ken.

This'll all be waiting for you when you get back.

They must be somewhere.

The bins are out.

We've got to find him.

I think we're on the right trail.

Nev, Nev.

Is that you? Come in, Nev.

Come in. Come on. Get in the car.

It's static on the line, Osamah. Hello, John, it's you. It's Nev, I'm here.

Listen, can you nip back?

Dulce's called round.

She's got some pills for burning.

He's been hiding them, Osamah.

I'm sorry, John, we can't do that.

Unless you've got something you want to nip out here. You see, we're out on a

trip. Culver's Edge.

And we're on our way.

Got him.

What? Culver's Edge.

Oh, dear. You're in trouble. I'm up for page 34.

Slow down. I can't read.

Bernard, it's your mum.

Have you any idea of the upset you've caused not doing what you told?

I've been down the shops. I'm stopping your comics.

Nag, bloody nag.

John, I think it's broken.

I'd best get off.

I'm sorry, don't you, love?

I'm tied to me position.

Things aren't flexible how they used to be.

I'd run you out otherwise.

I know.

It's Ward and that Forger bloke.

You should hear the names they get called when lads drop by at morning.

Hey, be careful, Dulcy.

I might report back.

You?

I know you, John Parry.

Dulcy?

I'll run you up there.

End up like me life's not me own otherwise.

So, lads, this is it.

Burnt our bridges.

No turning back now.

So I'll get the sack, you realise that?

So?

Magic feeling, innit?

Perfect.

Not to mention the revelation...

that due to your own stupidity, you have allowed a council member to defraud

thousands.

An extra 300 ,000 each financial year. I'll catch the return flight.

Save you a few blushes.

Denise?

They were on the latch.

I dropped it when I come in.

What's wrong?

I need a flow for a couple of nights.

Oh, shit.

Denise.

You know all that business you told me about our life was making the best of

what you've got and kicking everything into shape?

It's a load of bloody bollocks.

I know.

I'm for chasing rainbows with you.

Silly cow.

What's happened?

Everything.

Ended up clearing out joint account on the sly.

Oh, mine's been filling up the joint account on the sly.

What?

I've got an account.

And he opened it for us.

And I've never used it.

Not once.

What's wrong?

That's where it's been going.

were I when they were giving brains out? Marie, what's up?

I've just had one of them fingers.

You know like when you're in a church, like a flash of light.

Revelation? That's the bugger.

What are you up to? You want a drive?

We're in a sodding hurry. Then you're the man who pulled us there, George.

I could cope with this.

It's like the Great Escape, innit? What are you talking about?

He ends up dead in a load of barbed wire.

Does he, bollocks?

You're thinking of him in Reachford Sky, him with his thin legs.

Oh, no, it's Steve McQueen. Was in Reachford Sky?

Was he, but Jono, like... Thin legs?

Oh, shut up, please.

Really, I'm enjoying myself.

Look at that.

Got to have something to set against the crap, haven't you?

Don't you lay up me.

What are these?

I'm a good lad, I am.

Hello, John.

Come to drag us down, have you?

Oh, dear.

You'll be for it.

About time and all.

Do you remember when we used to go on those depot outings?

We always came past here on our way to Blackpool.

Culver's Edge.

Aye.

Foxy and me used to come up here courting.

Not together, of course.

We had a van.

We had it in turns.

The van that is.

Me and all.

how have you been?

Normal service is resumed.

Jono, I need a word in private.

I don't want to talk about it. Put it in post.

I'm busy.

We're all busy.

We know what the score is. You don't have to read the riot act. Jono, I need

word. Look, I know I'm on my way. I've got the idea.

So why don't you bugger off and leave me to spend my sodding time on my own?

Look, don't piss me about it. I'm not in the mood.

How much do you want?

What? The paper.

From the office.

What are you talking about?

You have got the papers.

Oh, have a bollocks.

I never found anything.

You're pissed off.

Gibby.

Hello, yes.

Police, please.

Oh, come on.

We were going to run the wagon back, you miserable bugger. Come on, George,

there's no need for that.

What are you doing here?

He was giving me a lift.

I've got some pills for Bernard. I don't care whether you had a fully

functioning brain for me. We're supposed to stay in the office.

Hello, yes. I'd like to report a theft.

Council Binwag.

I'm not sick.

Jesus.

I remember you and all.

I do have a brother.

Hey, Bernard.

That punch of yours, eh?

Bloody good job you didn't take two of them pills.

It used to be that quiet here.

I know it don't look good, but there are watsit circumstances.

George Ward.

Guy Simmons.

We'd like you to come down the station with us in connection with a major fraud

investigation.

What?

You've got no evidence.

Marie.

It's Miss Municipal Parks and Gardens.

Yeah.

That's them.

Oh, by the way, she said you definitely need something.

From that account, you want them for me.

Marie, for Christ's sake.

Some you win, eh?

You bastard.

I hope you all rock on the dole.

I shouldn't think so.

My dad wants to give them all a job, if they're interested.

You what, eh?

How does Probarca Andrews grab you?

Bloody great!

Hey,

I will give any bugger who fancies it a decent run for the money.

Guaranteed.

I'm sorry, Georgie.

But you still haven't sussed things out yet, have you?

We are not all filthy to the core.

And them as art are on the side of the bloody angels.

And even you can't lookie them.