All language subtitles for The Gentle Touch s02e08 Maggies Luck

Thank you.

I'm sorry, Jake. I'm not interested.

Yeah, but... The door is on the desk.
Give it to him. He can sort them out.

They're shouting their heads off, trying
to break the place up. Are they drunk?

No, a couple of jars.

Not what I call drunk.

The governor?

Yes, what?

He said he didn't care what. Just get
them out of his sight.

And if anyone could quiet them down...
Yes?

You could. So I'll put them in your
office.

Oh, thanks very much, Sergeant.

Oh, and I called for you a couple of
hours ago.

Personal.

Name of Lawson?

I mean, if it was 8th Avenue.

Or Central Park, even, huh? Hey, you've
been to Central Park? It's natural to

get mugged.

Thank you, Terry.

Well, good evening, gentlemen.

I am Detective Inspector Ford.

Yeah?

Howdy, ma 'am.

Listen, we want to see some action.
Who's the top man around here?

Top who? The guy with all the muscle,
the big chief. Oh, damn it to hell.

been sitting on our butts for half an
hour.

Jess? Just shut it.

Now, Mr... Oh, I'm Billy John McNally,
ma 'am. And this is Mr. Arnold Nagel.

He's from New York.

Now, you went to a show, and when you
came out, you had your... Oh, it was

Our wallets were stolen.

Now, in New York, you'd expect it, ma
'am. You get it. But here in London...

Now, where was this? At the theater?

Oh, hell no. The girls wanted to see a
show at the talk of the town.

Kitty and Celeste, ma 'am, they're our
wives.

But we reckon we might find something a
little better to do than we are. Oh,

damn right.

This cabbie took us to a place in Soho
to see some movies.

Some special movies, ma 'am.

Kind of sophisticated?

Yes, I can imagine.

Now, which place was this?

The blue, uh... Blue something.

Excuse me. Yes, Jake, what is it? The
governor wants to see you now.

Oh, right.

Hang on a minute. Now, did you see your
attacker?

Ma 'am, it was dark in there. They took
our wallets. We're better than $500 in

traveler's checks. Have you got any
money left?

Um, Jake, take statements from both.

Please, gentlemen, then fit into the
door, would you? Right.

Well, I'm afraid you haven't given me
very much to go on, but we'll certainly

our best.

Be calm with me, please, sir. Hey, where
are we going? I suggest you take a walk

to the talk of the town. Hey, B .J., we
don't want to go to the... Sure we do,

Arnold. But, Kitty and Celeste... Look
upon your feet, boy. This way, please,

gentlemen.

It was over $500, ma 'am.

Now, that's one hell of a lot of money.

Well, I hope the film was worth it, sir.

No, sir, no.

Either we crack this one early or you'll
have to be prepared for a long, slow

haul. I mean, your stuff gets split up.
It could find its way to the continent,

states, all over the place.

Yes.

Sir Robert, I've got the best DI in the
division working on your case, and

what's more, sir, I think... Sir Robert
Loader.

He's called me a dozen times in the past
24 hours, twice in the last ten

minutes. I've just told him a pack of
lies about you. Now, what kept you?

Jake told me he wanted to sort out those
two stroppy Americans.

So? So I thought of them.

They're their wallet if it's coming out
of the blue studio.

Watching dirty films serves them right.

Now, it's been four and a half days
since his place was done. What have you

for me?

Nothing.

Now, this gear is adnicked.

Priceless, he says.

Objet d 'art.

Well, it's all covered by his insurance.

Well, if Sir Robert says priceless, he
means priceless.

Now, what have we got?

Finest Georgian silver, English and
Italian miniatures, early 18th century

Meissen porcelain.

Irreplaceable, he says.

Now, I don't know enough about it to
argue, do you?

What I do know is he wants it back
smartish. Not the insurance money, the

Is that understood?

Well, as soon as my snouts hear
anything, I'll hear it too.

Well, he's being unfair and
unreasonable, so I'm being unfair and

I want results, I want quick.

I'm doing my best. Now, he can't expect
miracles. He can expect what he likes.

He's got more clout around here than a
howitzer.

He was a schoolward after cabin. He's a
close friend of the commander.

You always are.

Eh? Well, as soon as one of that sort
starts leaning on you, the first thing

hear is the commander's oldest friend.

Well, seeing as the commander and his
wife are on holiday in Corfu with Sir

Robert and his wife at the same time the
flat was being turned over, I'd suggest

they probably are friends, wouldn't you?

Yes, sir.

Now, your other cases. Not much
happening, is there? No, not now.

This bedding shop black, Billy
Freeman's. Oh, yes. Billy thinks it's

regular punters who needs the bread.

for a loan shark who's into his ribs for
about three and a half grand.

Oh, does he?

Well, seeing as the punter name of
Cobbold's gone missing, Billy could be

Well, let me know when you catch up with
him. I'd like to be introduced.

Is it James Landry?

What, a battered husband?

Or lover? Well, don't you know? Not yet.
He's one of Georgie McPhee's firm. Done

over nicely, thank you, with a car
wrench.

Wife thinks it's the girlfriend,
girlfriend thinks it's the wife, or it

have been neither.

Or both together.

Well, you're not sure of something, do
I?

Oh, by the way, Maggie, Sir Robert wants
to see you again. I said he could meet

you any time. It suits him, well, within
reason.

Yes, sir.

Yesterday's hit and run off the
Tottenham Court Road.

Young lad, eight or nine.

Is that the mother?

Yep.

That was last night. Has she only just
been told? Only just been found.

Enfield Way.

In bed. With a friend.

Oh, my God.

Mothers.

Right.

She said he kept the wrench by the back
door in case of burglars.

If you've got any more bad news, I don't
want to hear it.

Oh, you're fixed.

Fixed? Ooh, for the next, what, half
hour? No, I'm going home.

It'll be full time.

Well, I'm off to the tank for some
tincture.

Well, only for you.

You're coming?

Not with you.

My?

No, all I want to do is soak in a hot
tub for about three hours at home.

Okay. Oh, it's my first weekend, and I
don't know when.

I've got this date tomorrow, and I want
to be in good shape for it.

A bit special.

A bit, yes.

I hope you enjoy it.

In my luck, I can see it all happening.

Just when we get to the soft lights and
the sweet music, I shall probably trip

over the governor.

Thanks, anyway.

Good night.

Good night, Mum.

What's all this, then?

Uh, Mum.

Hello.

Well?

Uh, this is Barbara.

I'd better go.

No. How about clearing some of this mess
up?

All right.

Look, hang on, will you?

Uh, how about a cup of tea, eh? Or... Or
what?

Last of my scotch, was it?

No.

I'll put the kettle on. Don't bother.

The next time you take my house over for
a private orgy, I want to hear about it

first.

Barbara, there's no need.

Yes, there is.

She always liked that.

Me? No, she never has before.

Great. Just me she hates.

First time she sees me. No.

Obvious.

What I mean is that... What?

Just... Haven't had anybody a girl here
before.

Stevie?

Yeah?

Get my go -to.

Alan?

Maggie? Oh, I'm sorry, love. I did get
your message.

I couldn't get back to you straight
away, and when I did, you were out.

Well, just a minute, please.

Well, you got it. That's all that
matters.

Um... Sorry, I'm not Steve.

Tomorrow night.

Is it all right?

Yeah, sure.

The only thing is... I felt choked about
standing you up on Tuesday night. Just

like Saturday.

You know, I began to think it was fate
and that we were never ever going to

meet.

Maggie?

Maggie. Did anybody else... What?

Do something for me.

Well, anything you like.

Will you just shut up for a minute?

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

Tomorrow night is OK, but there is a
problem.

Oh, no.

Don't tell me you can't make it after
all. No, I've had the car pinched. The

police think it's joyriders. It just
means I'm stuck without it.

Oh, it doesn't matter. I can pick you up
in nine.

Hang on, I haven't got your address.

All right, go on.

Last house but one.

About eight.

Yeah, me too.

Bye. Bye.

I'm tired. I'm going up. Good night.
Steve?

Yeah? This thing's up the spout.

Well?

You had no right, Mum.

You know that, don't you?

No right?

First time I bring a girl home and
you... you... you just had no right.

You wait until my back's turned.

You get stuck in, no messing, all the
business with some tarty little

She's not a tart. Nor a scrubber,
neither.

Steve, you've only got to look at her.
Her hair.

I like it.

You know what you're doing, Mum?

What you say no good copper ever does.
Oh?

Jump into conclusions without the
evidence. Steve, the evidence was there

anyone to see. What evidence?

O -level set books?

The couple of glasses of Coke we had?

OK, I was kissing her when you... I
mean, it's not our fault you came in at

wrong time.

You know your trouble.

You're jealous.

Jealous? Oh, I don't know whether it's
Barbara. Maybe you'd be jealous of any

girl. Oh, no, City, you know I... Or is
it because I got somebody and you

haven't? Oh!

All right.

All right, love, I'm sorry. Perhaps I
did jump to conclusions.

Barbara's all right.

Look.

If you want to see her again, bring her
round tomorrow night.

Great, I can see her fancying that idea.
If you can persuade her, I'll do my

best to straighten things out.

Come on, Steve, you and I shouldn't
quarrel. We're all we've got.

Yeah.

It's the trouble, isn't it? Perhaps it
won't be forever.

I'm having dinner with Alan Lawson
tomorrow night.

Oh, yeah?

Fancy him, do you?

It's your boss.

Yes, sir.

Oh, sorry, Maggie. I'm going to swing it
on you. I want you in first thing in

the morning.

Oh, no.

How long for?

Well, let's say until we can prove to
Sir Robert Loader that we're getting

somewhere. Now, be prepared to stick it
out all day, all night, if need be.

Tomorrow night?

I've got a date.

We'll cancel it.

24 items of priceless, irreplaceable
mites, and somebody must be getting a

sniff.

Yeah, well, keep at it.

The iPod?

Yeah. Oh, Steve.

Oh, no, I completely flipped my mind.

Would you?

Oh, I've no use for stuff for the
weekend.

Butter, cheese, bacon. I think the
washing -up liquid's in the glass legs.

OK, OK, I'll leave it over to you.

Well, thanks very much for asking. Now,
I slipped the dress into the dry

cleaners round the corner.

No, I am not cancelling my air
appointment.

OK, I'll see you back.

Anything?

Well, don't get too comfortable.

Cobbold. Seen within the hour, an
expensive limo up the edge of a road.

Cobbold? Thomas Patrick Cobbold, of no
fix. Oh, yeah, he knocked over Billy

Freeman's gas. Yeah, so Billy allegedly
knocked it over, and he was last seen,

would you believe, taking a ride on the
back of Billy's Damon, OK?

Well, now?

Okay, I'll get on to it.

Not forgetting Sir Robert Loder,
collector of objet d 'art.

Right. Right.

The governor, no? No, no, what?

Your date tonight.

You haven't cancelled it.

Have you?

Ah.

All the expensive brave are now gathered
in one room. It's nice.

When's Fenton due back?

Sometime next week, I think so.

So what's the latest on Loder Black?

I'm seeing the commander in 20 minutes.
What do I tell him?

I see. The police are continuing with
their inquiries.

So what the hell are we standing about
in here for?

Sergeant Barrett.

Sir.

Your date tonight.

No.

I haven't got a cat in hell's chance. So
everybody keeps telling me.

I don't know.

You could make it. Could I? What time
have I finished shutting up all my

I should be coming home with the milk.

Give me half.

Well, split the legwork down the middle,
give me half.

Why? Well, why not?

Because the load of job is big stuff,
and I don't particularly feel like

the culottes with anybody else.

You know, from the minute you walked
through that door, you've made it

clear that you didn't think I could
handle the big ones, that I ought to be

shunted sideways to deal with battered
wives and unlicensed street traders.

That's true.

But now I'll tell you something, that
since that day, everyone on the strength

has been watching Russell, waiting for
him to swing things in your favour at my

expense. What's so special about today?

Today, I'm conceding, a bit late if you
like, that Russell treats you like

anybody else.

Oh.

And... And that you get results without
taking advantage.

The loaded job, yes, I could do with a
bit of help.

And if sometime I need a favour, yeah?

Mind you, I'm not promising that I'm
never going to get up your nose again.

neither.

OK.

Agreed.

Fine.

Right. Let's get out of the streets,
then.

See if we can find a couple of dozen
bits of old German China.

Not so far.

Oh, well, thanks anyway.

You?

There's a new face on the scene, named
Finnegan. He's leasing one of those

expensive major Vale offices come flat.
Yeah, worth a look.

Well, according to my snout, he's got no
form, but he said he'd bring in some

high -priced help.

Maggie, I don't want to be pushy.

You know your own business best.

But? But your soft lights and sweet
music.

Thanks anyway. I'm afraid Russell put
the mockers on that last night. I've had

it. If you skip away now... No, I can't.
Why not?

You've contacted all your snouts. They
know where they can reach you.

We've done our doing everything
possible.

I can put your friend Finnegan through
the mincer. And if CRO's got anything...

Got anything to get that creep loader
off our backs.

Give me all you've got on Finnegan.

All right.

Oh, Gino.

Who? Run.

You can still make it.

What? Finnegan.

Gina? My hair appointment.

Go on.

Oh, you know.

No, what did she say?

Nothing much. She'd had a lousy, rotten
day and... Yeah?

And she jumped to unjustified
conclusions. She said that she was very

Well, if she said it, she meant it.

Forget it.

She's okay, my old lady.

Hello?

Sure.

Alan?

Maggie, I'm terribly sorry about this.

Well, something's come up. I'm going to
have to put you off. I see.

Well, it's all right.

Alan, you don't have to explain. I've
put you off enough times.

That'll only be for half an hour or so.

Oh, you mean... Yeah, can we make it
half past eight instead?

Well, nine will help.

Well, split the difference quarter to
two. Okay?

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Mackie?

Yes?

That sounds... comfortable.

Is she comfortable?

Anyhow, I haven't come here to talk
about her, whatever she is.

What have you come for?

To see you, my darling.

God knows, it's been long enough.

No letter, no postcard, not even a phone
call. Have we left it?

That's for everyone, you said.

I said?

Yes. Ridiculous.

If you say so, then I did.

But you never thought seriously I wanted
to cut myself off and just float away

into some ghastly limbo forever?

I don't know what you thought. I never
know what you're thinking. Too slow to

keep up with you. I can't see you in
limbo for very long.

Never short of company, were you?

That's a lousy thing to say. Lousy way
to behave.

You're trying to provoke me.

Put me in the wrong.

But I won't be provoked.

Mmm, delicious.

You always make delicious drinks for me,
darling.

So what have you come for?

To see you.

I see.

Don't be mean.

I won't be here when she, uh, Maggie,
arrives.

Comfortable Maggie.

Sturdy Maggie.

Is she, Adam?

Sturdy and a bit peasant -like.

Dependable. Common, sensible.

If you like.

No, no, if you like.

Hmm?

Well, no doubt she's a paragon of the
virtues and really rather boring.

And utterly, utterly unlike me.

Yes, utterly.

Well, you can't have everything. Try as
you will.

Is she pretty?

Ellie, what's wrong?

I mean, I've seen this performance
before. You'll come to the point

Why not sooner rather than later?

There's nothing wrong.

All right, suit yourself.

Nothing. Is she pretty?

She'll be here before nine. I know. How
embarrassing for you.

Something's come up.

Bloody Elaine's come up, and you poor
love don't know what the hell to do with

her. I don't know, not if you won't tell
me what's wrong.

You needn't sound so concerned. You can
hardly pretend you're interested. You've

got to tell me what it is. I promise
I'll do all I can to help you.

Will you?

Will you read it? Of course.

For old time's sake.

When the police start poking about...
The police? ...you're whiter than white.

Teacher's halo won't be worth a rotten
coffee apple. You'd better do everything

you can of your own thing. What do you
mean, the police?

Why should I keep your name out of it?

Even if I could.

When it all comes out... What do you
mean, it's what, for God's sake? Well, I

have your undivided attention for once.
You've been shoplifting again.

What have you pinched this time?

Well, have you or haven't you? You're
not going to tell me what's wrong.

All right, I'm sorry.

You've got to tell me what it is you've
done.

Well, get rid of her first, and I'll...
Oh.

Her, you'll... Up to your old tricks
again.

I can't.

Don't do you.

Cry wolf, you liar.

Head off. You've no bloody scruples at
all.

Get in your stupid head once and for
all. I'm not coming back.

Ever. Do you understand?

Yes. I'm sorry.

I think perhaps you are.

We've got somebody coming.

I'm in the way.

I do understand.

And I promise.

I promise I won't be in the way again.

I'm off.

Now? That's right.

But she'll be ours early.

Well, if you're not careful, you'll
catch him at it.

Huh? Rubbing himself all over with the
great smell of heavyweight chub.

Oh, uh -huh.

Well, good night, Barbara.

Night, Mrs. Ford. You'll help yourself
to a coffee, anything you fancy, OK?

Yeah, have a great time.

Puddinghead. Eh?

I do my best to get out from under your
feet. You do your best to stop me. Yeah,

but turning up early, that's worse than
late. I'm going to put an hour from now

at the station before I go.

When are you evening off? It is not
supposed to be my evening off.

Right, now, how do I look?

Oh, all right.

Eh? You look great, Mum, and you know
it.

Thanks for the hour, and it was a nice
thought.

But you don't have to pay for it. The
old one was knackered anyway.

I made certain of it, didn't I?

Now, I don't know what time I'll be
back, so don't wait out for me, okay?

Okay. Bye.

It's all right, your ma.

Anything to eat?

I'm starving.

Where's the governor?

Don't worry, he's popped down the
canteen for a sarnie.

Won't be seeing him for the rest of the
evening.

Oh, Jake tells me you've got some news
on my lad, Finnegan.

Yeah, hi.

Well?

It'll keep.

I've got some friends of yours to see.
No, no, not now. Sorry, they won't speak

to anybody but you.

Come on.

Oh, no.

I'm... Sorry, I've no news, I'm afraid.

Good evening, ma 'am.

We figure we made a mistake, ma 'am.

It's kind of embarrassing.

We found our wallets. You found them?

Back at the hotel, isn't that right,
Arnold? Damn right.

You found both of them?

And we want to apologize for troubling
you. And you can call off your hound

dogs.

Well, thanks very much for letting me
know. Oh, the least we could do.

I'm very pleased for you.

It'll save you the embarrassment of
explaining to your wives where you were

what you were doing when you lost them.
Thought you'd lost them.

Well, er... Yes, well, er... Good night,
gentlemen. Thank you.

Yes, ma 'am.

Those two prefer losing money to telling
their wives the truth.

Damn right.

Now, what about Finnegan?

No luck so far. No form according to
CRO. But your snout was right. He has

team round him with all the form you
like.

And he's been seen bevvying in some very
exclusive company recently. One Bernie

Marcus.

Bernie? The same.

Always deals in the highest class of
stolen property.

Like 18th century German porcelain.

What? I'll take it. Is it familiar? I
can still take it. Oh, yes.

Doesn't Cinderella want to go to the
ball?

Yes.

Yeah, the eye crawl.

Hello. You look lovely.

You. Come on.

Get wet.

Put you back.

How are you, then? Fine.

Take your Gary glitter.

Come through, then.

There we are.

It's nice.

Sorry about that, really.

Keeping you waiting at the last minute.

Here. Forget it. No,

it's the first time.

We're staffed together.

Nobody else.

No?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Ah, it's one of the kids I teach.

They get fixation sometimes, and it's
occupational hazard.

One of the clever ones, you know, a bit
neurotic.

It's always the clever ones, isn't it,
who think they're always doomed to

failure. You know, she's convinced that
she can't... Yeah.

She's convinced that she can't do
without me, my help.

I think she found the strength to break
free, find her own way. You know, she'll

be fine.

It's difficult.

I mean for you both.

Anyway,

what will you have?

Oh, I haven't got any wine.

Yeah, it's only red. Is that all right?
Thanks.

Haven't I heard that before?

You like it?

Give me time, I'll tell you.

Well, it's boring outside. I had to park
miles away. We may get soaked.

No, we won't.

First time together, nobody else, just
us.

Then I'm going to share you with
customers and waiters and people.

I thought we'd have dinner here.

All right?

Lovely.

OK, so tonight... Tonight I'm the
doorman, the cloakroom attendant, the

waiter, the chef, the head waiter and
the manager.

And the washer -upper.

While all this is going on, where am I?

Ah, yes.

You, madam, are the management's
favourite customer.

To be honest, it's only customer.

Your job's to sit there and look lovely.

You're joking. Of course. No.

What, Pap? He was supposed to be washing
the toast.

Me? Yeah, while I do the eggs.

Oh, I mean, look at it.

Wasn't eggs you were thinking about in
there?

Eh?

Oh, come on, give us a hand. Mum will go
after the trolley.

Yeah? It's Bob Croft.

Listen, son. Mum's out. It's the evening
off. I know. Did she leave a number

where I can reach her? Can't it wait?

Did she or didn't she?

All right.

Thanks, son.

That's all. This is confession time.

Oh?

Strictly in confidence, you understand.

I promised not to take it down and use
it in evidence.

It took me years and years to accept the
fact that I would never bowl slow left

-handers against the Australians at
Lords or... I don't know, compose music

that or... Isn't it cool coming to terms
with yourself?

Is it?

Very painful business.

Well, all you can do is make the most of
what's on offer.

We had a con man once, real gent.

He was called Marla.

That's the sort of stuff we get in our
house, but I like it.

I'll stay.

Hear it all.

Ah.

Do you like brandy?

Yeah.

Have it with the coffee, then.

I think so.

I know what I want.

I think all the big dreams, I mean, the
really impossible ones, I chuck them

because I think happiness is the sum of
all the small things.

Oh, yes.

Oh, that was delicious.

You must remind me to compliment the
management before I go.

I'll make the most of what's on offer.

You don't have to go.

No.

I don't have to.

Ellen Lawton.

Yes, can you hang on?

It's that fellow Croft.

with them. Can't they leave me in peace
for a minute?

Yes, what is it? The load of black?

No, it's Thursday night's hit and run,
Tottenham Court Road.

Oh, come on. That's not mine.

I know.

Listen, we've turned up a witness and
we've got the number of the car. Well,

great. I don't see why you've got to
phone me about it.

Swansea says the car's registered to
Alan Lawson.

Yes.

Thanks for letting me know.

Thursday afternoon.

Well, it could have been before then, I
don't know.

But Thursday afternoon it went missing,
yes.

That's when I phoned your mates.

Looking at me like a copper.

Probably. I don't blame you.

The Tottenham Court Road hit and run was
Thursday evening after you'd reported

it missing.

Want some brandy?

Even so, you thought it was me, didn't
you?

Cross my mind.

Somebody did it, Alan, not you.

It's all over, isn't it?

This.

Why didn't I leave the bloody phone off
the hook?

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault. I'm not blaming
you.

People like us the way things are.

Me and my work, you and yours.

A pupil calls on you unexpectedly, in
trouble, and you open the door, whether

you feel like it or not.

You're a professional, always on duty.

Praise or blame doesn't come into it.

She wasn't a pupil.

Oh? It was my wife, Elaine.

You're still married?

Why didn't you tell me?

An effort to keep the world at arm's
length.

She's my wife now.

In two months' time, she won't be.
She'll be somebody else's

Anyone's, as long as it's not mine.

You're only separated?

22 months, 9 days.

Soon, thank God, it'll be permanent,
irrevocable.

You didn't tell me.

Should I have?

Well, surely the truth wouldn't have
hurt.

Well, when I told you truthfully that I
was after you... You told me you were

divorced.

Oh, Anne, it's... It's got nothing to do
with me.

You've done all this for me and I...
I've spoiled it.

Elaine... It doesn't matter.

Rambling on. Were you in trouble? Oh,
she said she was, yeah.

Going on about everything under the sun.

Me, money troubles, troubles with her
health, with the police.

It's always her troubles, never anyone
else's.

Totally self -absorbed.

What trouble was she in with the police?

Well, she wouldn't say.

Does the loan have a spare key to the
car?

And access?

Yeah, she hadn't been near it for
months.

But she could have done.

Well, we shared the car before the split
up. Well, has she ever borrowed it

before? I mean, without you knowing?

No.

Oh, I don't know.

Alan? I mean, I phoned the police.

They said, don't worry, a car gets
pinched every 20 minutes.

Or is it 20 every minute? I don't know.
But they said it was bound to be

joyriders. Didn't you tell them Delaine
had a spare set of keys? No. Why not?

It wouldn't cross my mind.

Look, love, as long as there's even the
remotest possibility, you've got to do

something about it.

Lady, what can I say?

You don't have to.

Elaine, what's the matter with you?

You're stoned out of your mind, aren't
you?

Elaine, I can't understand a word you're
saying.

Look, don't move.

No, stay where you are, do you
understand?

Taking some pills, a bloody overdose.

Oh, God. Can you get me a taxi? I have
to get around that.

Come on, show me the way.

We'll go in my car.

Where'd this go?

There.

I'll say one thing for you.

Only one?

You make a good skivvy.

Even if you can't cook.

Ha. Ow,

you're hurting me. Oh, tough.

I've got to go.

Not yet.

You needn't come. Well, don't be daft.
You don't mind?

Well, I mean, of course I mind.

Ten minutes walking you home, getting
drenched.

Half an hour explaining to your old man
why you weren't home an hour ago.

Another ten minutes walking back here,
getting drenched again.

I really don't know why I bother.

Come on, sex ball.

Don't argue with me, sonny.

Now, from where you're sitting, you can
see Bernie's flat, yeah?

Oh, I'm so glad you're happy.

Bernie's happy as a sandboy, so don't do
anything to upset him or you'll upset

me, right?

Now, the stuff is on its way, so you're
just going to have to sit it out and try

not to fall asleep.

Maggie? Out.

Oh.

This is Detective Inspector Croft's
Robert Loder.

How do you do?

I'm pleased to meet you, sir.

I was hoping to meet the detective
inspector in charge of my case, but I

she's out on the job.

Yes, sir.

I don't know how you fellows manage,
working all hours of the day and night.

Nothing but sticks on the left -wing
press if you get it wrong.

Precious few compliments from anybody.
If you get it right, how do you put up

with it?

The sense of humour helps, sir.

Yes, I suppose it does. What about my
things?

Well, the fence.

Bernie Marcus is at home now.

He's still on his top. Aye, penthouse in
St. John's Wood. And this Bernie

Marcus, he's the fellow waiting to get
his hands on my silver, my candler

pieces. Yes, that's right, sir.

A man called Finnegan is on his way up
from the West Country.

Finnegan?

Marcus.

I know what I'd like to do with them.

Do you know how much that collection
cost? It took my wife and I 30 years to

collect that little lot. As you can
imagine, she's terribly upset.

Even if we get them back, they may very
well be damaged.

What's the next move?

We wait.

Wait? That's all we can do right now,
sir. How much backup have we got out

there? Eight men, three cars.

I think that's probably enough backup.
Yeah, well, that's it then.

It'll be a couple of hours before it
comes to the boil, sir. I'll phone you

soon as I get any news.

Oh.

Perhaps I can meet Detective Inspector
Forbes again sometime?

Yes, sir. She was looking forward to it.

Good night, Russell.

Good night, sir.

George, see Sir Robert to his car. All
right, I know the way.

Well, where the hell is she?

There's no problem, Gav. The lid's well
screwed down on a load of... I said,

where is she?

Out.

Out? Where out?

Having dinner with her boyfriend.

Lawson. What, do you mean you know all
about it? No, of course I bloody know.

What, do you think I go around with me
eyes shut, ears bunged up? Don't answer

that.

Now... Tell me something. Have you taken
over the load of black?

What is both of us? Maggie found
fennigan, I tied fennigan, and we're

do not mind my D .I .s covering for each
other's standard practice, but in

future, just let me know. Keep me in the
picture, understood?

Yes, go.

Now, Bob.

Yes? Put me right.

Do I detect a thaw?

A thaw?

A thaw in the bloody great freeze -up
between you and Maggie.

Yeah, D .I. crawl.

Well, Maggie... Yeah, yeah, look, look.

Hang on, mate. Wait for me.

It's Maggie. She's at Hampstead General.
I reckon she's found Thursday night's

hit -and -run driver.

So?

She's in a bad way. Took an overdose.

Tough. What's it got to do with Maggie?
Well, she... I mean, the hit -and -run

driver is Alan Lawson's wife.

Maggie, Russell.

Yes, yes, I know all about it. I want
you back here.

Just do as you're told. Could be some
time before this woman comes round.

Now, listen, can I have a word with the
duty officer to get somebody over there?

Take a statement. As soon as he arrives,
you get your skates on, get yourself

back over here. Understood?

Now, you'd better get yours on. See how
she is.

Maggie. No, it wouldn't do, would it?

She's too involved, personally.

You don't have to stay.

I don't know if I'm to blame or not.

There's nothing you can do this minute.

Just ease off.

Never knew where I stood with her from
one day to the next.

Up and down like a yo -yo.

She'd work herself up with terrible
blind rages.

No provocation.

Just a suddenly when it blew itself out.

Completely the opposite.

I really curse my luck I met her and
married her.

Luck?

She'd have gone the other way.

Well, yeah.

Luck's out. All you can do is duck. Lie
low.

Wait for the wind to change.

She never wanted children.

Did you love her?

At first, yeah.

She was really vivacious.

She was a bit volatile.

Always surprising me.

And I was... captivated by her.

When I left her, it was because I had
to, for my own sanity.

Because if I hadn't loved her, I would
have walked out and kicked her out years

before.

Alan, after Ray died, I'd never looked.

I'd never wanted anybody.

Tonight at your flat, I'd made up my
mind. I wasn't going to leave.

I can wait.

I know now what I want.

Me too.

Sturdy, dependable, commonsensible.

That's what she called you.

Elaine? She doesn't know me. She's never
seen me. She's right all the same.

Different as possible in every way from
her.

Not that it'll do me... Not that it'll
do us any good.

Because she's one.

I mean, she's in there now. She's
conscious, unconscious, I don't know.

Rejoicing.

I can't leave her again, not after this.

She knows it.

She needs me.

I'll never be free of her.

Mr. Lawson? Yes. The wife's very ill,
but she pulled through. She wants to

to you now, but not more than two
minutes, please. Thank you.

So I shan't see you again, Maggie.

It's all down to luck, isn't it?