All language subtitles for The Gentle Touch s05e05 The Good The Bad And The Rest.eng

Yep. Yep, I've got that. Carry on.

Mm -hmm.

How many?

Right.

Hang on.

It shall be a minute, mate. All right.

Right. Now, where were we?

2 ,000?

010 -659 -659. I mean, what is all this?

It's a telephone number.

Well... It was dialed at half past ten.
Well, why should that be of interest to

me, or to you?

Well, it's a number in Singapore.

Very well, it's a number in Singapore.

Well, there are other numbers on that
piece of paper. So, look, there's one in

Bombay, one in Dhaka, two in Hong Kong,
and all those numbers have been dialed

this week.

Mrs Young, you are not employed to
eavesdrop.

You are employed to provide a service
for the staff and undergraduates of this

college ministry, not the Ministry of
Defence.

What about the course, Errol?

I'm not interested, Mrs Young. It's not
my business and it's not your business.

Do you know how much this course costs?

I'm the bursar, not you.

Well, I thought you'd want to know. And
now you have told me. Thank you very

much. Good evening, Mrs Young.

Look, it's robbery.

It's theft.

Here you are, Dad.

Here you go. Oh.

Haven't you got enough to do? No.

Steve could have opened a tin for me.
Steve's going out.

You haven't sat down since you got back.

I've been sitting down all day.

Do you have to go out again?

Only for a couple of hours.

Business or pleasure?

Dad. Well, I hope it's pleasure. You
work too hard. Now, listen, if I'd

quiet life, I'd have done something
different, wouldn't I? But I didn't.

Well, not all the time, anyway.

Well, do you like it? A lot.

Oh, it's for the group. We've got a new
image.

Group? What's it called now?

The old Bill. Oh, charming.

Oh, it's because of you. They don't know
what you do for a living. Do for a

living? Why is that so awful?

Well, we would have called it the
police, but that's been used.

Call the police.

Oh, never mind, Dad. Don't bother to try
and understand. It's over our heads.

You're not going out in the street like
that. You've got a gig tonight.

At the union.

Well, I think the gig's great, but
you'll cover it up, won't you?

Well, I wouldn't want it to get rained
on or anything like that.

Union? What union?

Students' union.

Concert. When I was a kid, a union was
all about getting some more in your pay

packet, and a concert was something you
had to dress up for.

It's all different now.

Well, don't you reckon I'm dressed up,
then?

Down, not up.

See you. Oh, fine, OK. Right, lovely. So
long.

Cheers. All right, 20 minutes. Bye.

Don't those villains ever leave you
alone?

No, this particular one's on our side.

What do you mean, on our side?

Mike. Oh.

Did Steve take a coat?

No. Good God, he's got more nerve than I
have.

He'd do all right for himself.

Get on, that one. Don't run a bus
dressed like that.

Mike. Oh, him.

Yeah, well, he'd probably agree with
you.

Now, look, have you got everything you
want?

Yes, of course. Have you got the
television a bit nearer? No, it's all

Leave it. Do you want the paper?

I've got it. Now, don't fuss.

You're worth some win. I can't wait for
her to get back. Oh, thanks. My day.

Have a good time.

Bye.

Give us half, Doug.

What time are you starting?

Eight.

How many tickets you sold?

Oh, I don't know. Forty or fifty.

All right, I'll get these.

Oh, cheers.

Any good, is it? Yeah, what do you mean,
any good?

Here, guess a couple of tickets.

Why not, eh?

There you go, Doug. Keep the change,
mate.

Cool,

you'd never think Jimmy's old man got
made redundant last year, would you?

Big golden handshake.

You've got to be kidding. He drove a
laundry van.

Well, that proves it, doesn't it? Beef
burgers can be haute cuisine if they're

done properly. It's all down to the
cook. I thought the beef burgers were

The chips were sensational.

Especially the ones from your plate.

The thing I hate about that place is the
wallpaper.

What's wrong with it? You're supposed to
be an art buff. It is ghastly. I never

noticed the wallpaper.

If I want to look at things, I go to a
gallery. I go to a restaurant. I can't

two things at once. Oh, really?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah. Hello, Gav.

Hello.

Having a splendid evening, are we? Yes,
thanks.

Good, because it's just ended.

How did you know I was here?

Your father informed me.

Now, listen.

I've got a Mr Rupert Jackson sat
opposite, so if you could just drag your

back to work for one minute.

Kidbrooke. What about him?

His brother, his brother's wife, his
brother's wife's friend.

Friend? An important lady, apparently.

I thought the other two were supposed to
be in the Yorker or somewhere.

No, not now, they're not.

They're all tucked up in a little hotel
in Bloomsbury, and I would like you back

here, right?

Right. You want your coffee black?

Next time, yeah.

Did you say yes?

Nice evening, Mike, thanks.

I've got a case at the Bailey next 30,
Stanky Brook.

The fellow that threw the acid? Yeah,
that's the one, absolutely watertight.

He could drive a flock of sheep through
his alibi.

Until tonight.

Three defence witnesses just crawled out
the woodwork.

You've got time for a cup of coffee. If
I was at home, yes, but Russell knows

I'm not.

What's it got to do with him?

Absolutely nothing.

A prosecution want a postponement,

but they ain't going to get it.

It's new evidence, they must.

It's not new evidence.

It all came out of committals. We've got
three live witnesses, that's the only

difference.

Why haven't you put up in a hotel where
there's no defense witnesses?

Because we're not the only ones worried
about them.

I dare say Craddock didn't exactly like
having acid thrown in his face. He's got

some very nasty friends.

Gang warfare we don't need.

We'd just better let them get on with
it.

He'd probably still be sent down.

Oh, of course. Those three jokers aren't
going to make any difference. Not at

all. What are they saying? The kid
wasn't in that house? I don't know what

they're saying. Whatever they say is
going to be a pack of lies.

I'd better see Jackson in the morning.
If you'd been here half an hour earlier,

you could have seen him tonight. He had
to go. He had a prior engagement.

Bill, tonight was my first evening off
in 11 days. I am not talking about

evenings off. I'm talking about being
able to make contact in an emergency.

am I supposed to do? Not go out
anywhere?

Come on, you know exactly what I mean.
You've got a case coming up. A big case.

We've been after Kidbrook, what, three
years? Now we've got him. Unless those

three witnesses pull the rug out from
under.

Jackson was worried. He wanted to talk.
But you, you weren't reachable.

Is that all?

If Kidbroke gets away with this, there's
going to be questions asked.

Look, the fact that I spent 45 minutes
in a Manhattan grill, Theobald's Road,

eating beef burger and chips with Mike
Turnbull, had got nothing whatsoever to

do whether Kidbroke will be put away or
not put away.

Now, if Mr. Rupert Jackson valued my
opinion so much, he could have waited.

I mean, let's face it, I wasn't exactly
a long way away.

Kidbrook will be sent down.

Hello, Mrs Young.

I mean, you're not supposed to be in
here.

I know. I brought you a drink.

You shouldn't have.

Here, try this on.

Oh.

Well, it's not someone's birthday, is
it?

No, it's just a rave -up.

Gin and tonic, plenty of ice.

Look, you get me shot. I'm allowed to
drink on duty.

Who's going to know?

Is ever so good of you?

Look, I'll put it up here, and then I
won't be tempted, and I'll have it just

before I go home.

I won't tell anyone, I promise. No, of
course you won't, but I bet it'll stick

to the rules.

Don't forget it. No, I won't.

Thanks.

Why aren't you asleep?

Because I'm sitting here watching this
film.

Russell rang up.

I had to tell him where you were.

I told him it was your night off.

I

can't

stand films that jump about all the
time.

No, not that.

It's this fella. He starts off old and
then he's young.

And then he's old again.

Why can't they begin at the beginning
and finish at the end?

Because that's not how it happens.

Eh?

Sometimes I think of Ray, just like he
used to be.

Flashback.

Yeah?

You know, driving home tonight, I was
thinking about a man who was capable of

putting meet sulfuric acid into a
bottle, walking into a pub.

pouring it into a glass and throwing it
in someone's face.

And I thought, well, for every one we
catch, there are ten we don't catch.

And I remembered something Ray once
said.

The ones we almost catch, they're the
worst.

The ones that walk out of court with
that special smile on their faces.

They're the most dangerous because
they've beaten our system. It makes them

good. It makes all the little villains
feel good as well, because they think

they can beat our system as well, worth
a try.

There's always going to be one or two.

Yeah, I know.

Hello, Jimmy.

I didn't see you coming.

A bit late, Mr Prout. Sorry.

Oh, don't you worry your head about
that.

I'm not in any hurry.

Let's go and sit down over there.

Yeah.

Quite my class.

Yeah, they're nice.

I picked them and sawn them out of my
own garden.

Did you know who they're for?

Oh, they're for my auntie.

I'll tell you something.

My auntie is three years younger than I
am.

Let's see.

So, how'd everything go last night, eh?
All right, all right.

Was it a nice concert?

Yeah, not bad.

Hello.

Oh, you have been busy.

Yeah, I had to find a room at the other
end of the building because the group

couldn't hear a word.

Oh, dear.

Would you just like to check over these?

I'm very grateful.

Say, we've got a couple of new clients
for our little service.

There's this importer of electrical
goods from Acme.

He wants some calls to Taiwan.

Yeah. There's this number in Melbourne.

All the details.

Possible? No problem.

Good.

This is for you.

Ah.

You've done very well.

You're a good boy.

Thank you, Mr. Pratt.

Well, I mustn't hang about.

See you Wednesday, eh? Same place.

May I say...

It's a very great pleasure to work with
you. Thank you, Mr. Pratt.

Careful how you go now.

I will.

Well, yes, sir.

The officer in question is Detective
Inspector Turnbull, attached to the Art

Squad, and, yes, as I understand it,
they are having an affair.

Yes, sir, I have talked to her.

No, no, not specifically.

Well, because I considered it none of my
business.

No, sir, I am not shielding Detective
Inspector Forbes, nor am I trying to

defend her. She's more than capable of
doing that for herself.

Well, yes,

but...

Yes, sir, but you've been studying a
track record. As far as I'm concerned,

speaks for itself.

I don't... Yeah, when you start talking
about squeaky clean, I'm not sure if I

understand what you're saying.

Your instructions to me were quite
specific.

On no account was I to mention anything
regarding special assignments.

Well, then, how am I... I see. Yeah,
sure, sure. That puts the ball very

in my court, doesn't it?

Before you ring, officer, I would just
remind you that even as a police

she does have certain rights, and
knowing her, and I do, she'll very

them right down my throat.

Yes, sir.

Thank you. Thank you. Bye.

I'd like a word.

Your private life has come under
scrutiny.

Again? Again. We've played this scene
before, Bill. It's getting boring.

They're not happy.

They're not happy?

I'm not happy either. Who are this
nameless, faceless, prying bunch of

who keep telling me they're not happy?
Well, who are they? I am not at liberty

to say. What is this? Some sort of
conspiracy?

Or is District conducting a personal
campaign against me? Or is it nearer

than that? Now, calm down, calm down.
You talk about my private life.

How can I have a private life when I'm
living under a bloody microscope? Now,

listen to me.

All right, so I met a man and I found
him attractive, yes, and we are having

affair, yes, because, despite rumours to
the contrary, I'm a normal, warm

-blooded woman and I do that which comes
naturally.

What do you want me to do, put him for
permission to cohabit?

You show me just one rule, just one rule
in the book that says in order to be a

police officer, I have to remain
celibate.

And on the subject of private lives, is
yours beyond reproach, hidden from that

old seeing eye that watches me?

Now, wait a minute. If you're going to
start mentioning Mary Woods... Mary

Woods? For all I know, there could be
half a dozen Mary Woods in your life.

Anyone complaining about your private
life? What took place between Mary and

myself that night... Would you one night
stand?

I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. You was
going to go... Why open the floodgates?

Because.

Are you pushing me towards a
resignation?

Maggie, I'm trying to nudge you towards
resolving a situation that could become

embarrassing and ultimately detrimental.

Detrimental? What, to me as a person? To
you as a police officer.

You mean it might affect my promotional
prospects?

Look, we're talking about a whole new
ballgame, yes? You'd be involved, and I

can't talk about it, but just let's say
there's something afoot. Oh, I know.

Might as hard as I came through this
door.

Yeah?

Ah, Mrs. Young.

Good.

Oh, did you?

Enjoy the party last night?

Oh,

for concert.

No, I didn't go to it. In that case, did
it perhaps come to you, Mrs Young?

No, I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Did you have visitors?

No.

How strange.

Where do you think these were found?

Oh, look, I can easily... In the
telephone exchange.

Seen them before, have you?

A student came in with them. Ah, you did
have visitors.

Well, I didn't invite him in. I told him
to leave at once.

And this?

They brought it with him.

Who, you?

I told him I wasn't allowed to drink on
duty.

Oh, did you really?

Yes.

Who was it, by the way?

Oh, Steve.

Um, something, I can't remember his
name.

Uh, he's with the pop group.

Oh, yes, Steve Ford.

Oh, no, Lord. Thank you, Mrs Young. That
will be all.

Oh, what am I taking this with you?

Wouldn't worry about finishing it.
Probably with plasma.

Oh, there was one other thing, Mrs
Young. Those long -distance calls. Do

ever listen to them?

Of course not.

Well, I might check that a connection's
been made, but I never listen. It's not

permitted. I know it's not permitted,
Mrs Young.

Thank you.

Well, somebody might have said
something.

You'll never find out. Well, I intend to
find out. It would have been later.

Forget it, Maggie.

It's done now.

Mike's never here for more than ten
minutes. Sometimes I don't see him for

weeks.

Days.

You think they'd have something better
to talk about.

Mr... I was just going to ring your
clerk.

Oh, no good. Sorry, I'm all over the
shop today. No, do. Please sit down.

Thanks,

Jake. I'll, uh...

Thank you, sir.

The nigger in the woodpile is Ivy
Sammons.

Pardon? The female friend.

Oh, yes, Ivy Sammons.

The brother's got a record like a
telephone directory, and the Slytherin

complete nitwit. I'm not worried about
them.

But Miss Sammons is in a different
class.

Yes, well, we've never come across her.

Very dapper, Miss Sammons. Bright as a
button.

What makes you say that?

The law has its sources, too, Inspector.

Well, she hasn't got a record. I've
checked. We've got nothing on her at

In fact, she has a very long record, but
not the sort that appears on your

excellent computer.

She works with disabled orphans, has
done for about two years.

Charity? Not just disabled children,
Inspector.

Orphans. In Africa.

Can you imagine any group of human
beings anywhere in the world more

to charity than disabled African
orphans?

No records, no parents, no comeback,
nothing.

Just a great howling need.

Well, the astute Miss Sammons was not
slow to see the possibilities.

She founded a trust, collected funds and
set about the business of laundering

money while at the same time acquiring
the reputation of a latter -day Florence

Nightingale. It's not bad, eh?

How's she working?

Her African organisation is financed by
dirty money supplied by the crooks.

She pays them back with legitimate money
obtained from her various...

charitable sources.

They only get about a third of it, but
that's more or less the going rate with

laundries.

If you pinch a million pounds that can
be identified, you're happy to finish up

with 300 ,000 that count.

But our problems, or rather my problems,
begin in court.

How does one cross -examine Florence
Nightingale with the object of showing

to be a liar and a thief?

I've really no idea, Mr. Judson.

She's going to say that Kidbrooke was in
Brighton with her on the night the acid

was thrown.

And it's 50 miles from Brighton to the
Tottenham Court Road. Yes, we've got

witnesses. There is Bendis Kidbrooke.

Not in the same class as Florence
Nightingale.

When she gets into the box, she's going
to make a frightfully good impression on

the jury.

Are you sure that if Ivy Thamond goes
into the witness box, we could lose the

case?

Unless we can ruffle up her image a bit.

OK, you give me your sources and I'll
start work.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

What do you mean?

I'm sorry, it's not possible.

Mr Jackson, we're talking about one of
the most vicious men in London. Now,

Kidbrook has been involved with robbery
with violence, vice, blackmail and

probably murder.

Now, he's got to be put away.

I want those names.

Inspector, we have grasses in our
business, just as you do in yours.

The only difference is that we and they
often belong to the same clubs.

Sometimes they even marry our sisters.

They hear a lot of things because of
their position, but they don't know

anything. Or nothing that would be
admissible as evidence.

I'm awfully sorry. We're going to have
to do it a different way.

Hello. Oh, hello.

I'm just bringing the glass back.

I told you you'd get me into trouble.

Why? What happened?

Well, someone found it and took it to
the bursar. Oh, no.

I'm not very popular with the bursar.
Who is?

I mean, I'm very unpopular.

Well, just because I bought you a drink.
Oh, well, it goes back a bit further

than that, I'm afraid.

I just hope this isn't the straw that
breaks the camel's back, because I can't

afford to be out of a job. Oh, he could
never sack you for that. Your union

wouldn't have it.

I'm not in the union.

Oh. And they'd be delighted to see me
out, too.

Come on, why don't you tell me all about
it?

Oh, it wouldn't do any good.

Come on, let's go and have a coffee.

Thank you.

If I could just talk to his sources, at
least he would give me a picture to look

at. No, Maggie, you've got to try and
understand what Jackson's saying. Now,

source could be anybody, certainly not
low life. Could be a bishop, even a

junior minister at the Home Office. At
the end of the day, after they've been

hammering the port, they tend to say
indiscreet things. He cannot break that

confidentiality.

One thing you do know,

famine is vulnerable.

So? So, start asking yourself the right
questions.

I've only had a couple of months. You've
got five days. I know, I know. Question

number one now. What is Sam's exact
relationship to Kid Brooks? No, no.

The most interesting question is, why
has she agreed to go into court?

Now, why risk her entire set -up to give
evidence in defence of a thug?

Well, come on.

It's got to be something more than just
loyalty.

To put at risk everything she's got
going for her, it's got to be something

stronger than that. Perhaps Kidbrooke
knows someone. Perhaps.

She hasn't got a record, but if the jury
ever found out what she'd been doing...

Right. Yeah, someone doesn't have to be
her real name, either.

Almost certainly not.

Now, what could she have been doing? It
wasn't illegal, but would kill her

reputation stone dead. I'm boggled.

That's it.

It's got to be sex. What?

By way of business.

Oh, yes, but how do you prove it?

Witnesses. No other way. You've got to
be joking.

All right.

She started off with some money.

That's how.

Didn't have to follow that up.

You've got a better idea.

Names. Jackson said her folk come from
the East End.

Fine. Yeah, but her father worked for a
construction company in Uganda. That's

where I've been informed.

Well, check their records. Oh, I did.
Well, the papers got thrown on the fire

Idi Amin's time.

Oh. Yeah, very convenient for Miss
Salmon. I mean, nobody will ever know

really is.

Do you want another one? I don't think
she's going to have time.

Oh, don't be deceived by appearances. We
are working. We're working.

Can I get you one? I thought you'd never
ask.

Your three witnesses have left their
hotel.

I think, aren't you? I thought you might
tell me that.

I can't, can't I?

I've located one.

Salmon's. Not the other two, just
salmon's.

It's a little flat behind Gloucester
Road.

Right. Oh, by the way, Steve phoned the
office.

Why? Is something happening?

Don't ask me.

It's not his mother. I'm not his mother.

Are you... Telling me that you phoned me
at the nick just to tell me about some

hysterical woman that works in your
telephone exchange.

She's not hysterical.

Convince me. Well, how can I? If you're
going to be all professional and brutal

about it. All right, I promise I won't
be brutal.

Did she burst into tears?

Well, she was a bit upset. Like I said,
hysterical. She's not there for the

person.

Look, thief love, we all get flack from
our bosses now and again. We don't go

weeping on the shoulders of boys young
enough to be our sons. At her age, Mrs

Young should know better.

Now, if you don't mind, I've got work to
do.

Look, what about the phone calls?

Steve, love, I don't care about the
phone calls. Well, she's going to tell

papers.

It could involve me.

I don't want it to, but it could.

Because of you.

What? That's why I don't want to get
involved.

I bought her the drink.

What papers?

Papers. You know, the press.

You don't really think the press are
going to be interested in this story?

She's spoken to one reporter already and
he was interested.

Steve, love, what exactly is going on in
that college of yours?

I don't know.

But I can think of at least one student
who's got more money to chuck around

than he used to have. Who?

Oh, you wouldn't know him.

What about his birth, though? What's he
like?

Bit of a pig.

If he thinks you're scared of him, he
shouts at you.

If you're not, he runs away.

He's terrified of unions, even our lot.

What about Mrs Young's life?

She's not in the union.

Oh.

Look, couldn't you just give her a ring?

Steve, love, what do you think all this
is?

The kind crossword.

Look, I'm in the middle of a very
difficult case which needs all my

I've got about three months' work to do
in four days.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm not phoning
anybody. All right, all right.

Are

you

going back to Karen's flat tonight?

You let Bill Russell see you? He doesn't
worry me.

Oh, you worry him.

I've been checking up on Ivy Semon's
trustees.

Some big names. I know, I've checked
too.

One of them resigned from the board
about two months ago. Lord Roxton?

Yeah, I know him.

You know Lord Roxton? Just now and again
the luck breaks our way. About 18

months ago, he bought some Georgian
silver from a dealer.

Trouble was, it was nicked. A bit
embarrassing, but we managed to clear it

He was somewhat relieved.

and gave you the pic of his French
Impressionists?

Not quite, but we did have a quiet chat
this morning off the record. He knows a

bit about Ivy Sammons. He used to know
her in the old days.

Go on.

Might be Russell.

Oh, you don't care.

Get off.

D .I. Forbes.

Oh, yes, what can I do for you, Mrs
Young?

Yes, well, that's what you get for going
to the newspapers.

Look, Mrs Young, can I call you back?

Fine, OK.

Right, thanks. Bye -bye.

Now I'm a labour relations expert
suddenly.

So, go on about our vitamins.

Roxton hinted, nothing more, that she
was married to a man called Foley. He

a shady escort agency.

Corgos? Yeah.

Ivy was one of the staff. She was Linda
in those days when Roxton knew her.

Anyway, she married the boss.

Very enterprising of her. They went to
Kenya on their honeymoon, taking all the

profits with them.

Oh, Kenya must have been Ivy's idea.

She comes from that part of the world.

Right.

Unfortunately, Mr Foley didn't have a
chance to get to know it. He died second

day, some kind of swimming accident.

The new Mrs Foley immediately packed her
bags and left. She hasn't been seen

from that day to this.

Did his lordship mention anything about
foul play?

Just a hint.

Oh, lovely.

Kidbrooke's chief defence witness is
more bent than he is and no -one's

to breathe a word about it. Rules of
evidence.

Lovely. Great.

I've just been going through the stand
wall.

Hello, Galper.

Bit of business.

What do you think of the experiment?

That is all I need.

I wouldn't lose any sleep over it.

They're leaning on him, Mike. That's why
he's leaning on us. He doesn't want to

do it, but he's got to.

In that case, let's help him out.

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Let's get married.

Because they say so? No, because we want
to, and this seems like a good time to

do it. Because they say so? No! Yes.

A lot of walking out doesn't solve
anything.

Sorry about Mrs. Young. What?

Mrs. Young. She wouldn't say no for an
answer. I just let slip your in. Oh.

Sorry.

Oh, I suppose I'd better give her a
bell.

Steve seems to think it matters.

Well, no, I do care about your job, and
I do care about Ford, but for me

personally, the top of my list has got
to be Steve. I don't want his name in

paper. Look, perhaps if I spoke to the
reporter... I don't know, if he's really

interested in the story, that might not
be good enough.

I'm sorry about this.

These phone calls, did you listen to
them?

Well, only bits and pieces.

There were a lot of numbers. Well,
quantities and dates.

Southampton was mentioned.

And Harwich.

Quantities of what?

Well, I know it sounds silly, but I
think dolls were mentioned.

From Singapore?

No, the dolls were from Dhaka.

Look, Mrs. Young, I want you to tell
your reporter that you've spoken to the

police. He can ring me if he likes. Then
I want you to carry on as if nothing

has happened.

Well, that won't be very easy. There's a
union, you see.

Well, now, you tell the union, as
politely as you like, that the police

conducting a criminal inquiry and it
could have far -reaching consequences.

Whatever will they make of that?

I haven't a clue, Mrs. Jones.

I'm not using the situation. The
situation exists. I'm just not ignoring

that's all.

You think I'm ignoring it? Every time I
see Russell, he makes me feel like

somebody is helping with inquiries.

He's going to come up with an ultimatum
sooner or later.

Sooner. And then it gets tough. Listen,
if the kid book thing goes wrong,

everything's going to get tough. It's
Jackson's job to get a conviction, not

yours. Is that how Russell sees it? What
can you do about summons? If all the

evidence is lying in ashes in the middle
of Africa, how can you bring that into

court? If I had imagination and
resourcefulness, I'd think of a way.

If I had any brains in the first place,
I wouldn't have married a cop at the

first time round.

You're a disaster.

Yes, but as long as they tell me that I
must get married, then I'll be awkward.

Start telling me I mustn't, then watch
out.

You don't like to do things by the book?
Well, in my private life, what book?

Look, they may own 90 % of me, but
that's all. There are some decisions

myself that I take.

Some decisions you have to share. Not
with District.

With me. Mike, not with anybody.

You can't be serious.

Look, all my life, everybody, my father,
Steve, Russ, with you, everyone,

everyone tries to tell me what to do.

All right, my family, they have some
rights. And of course, they pay my

But other people? Like me.

Yes, like you.

Go on.

I'm going to get that.

Right.

Well, I'm just trying to make you
understand. Good night, Maggie.

I don't think we've met.

The name's Salmon.

Ivy Salmon?

It's all right. I'm on my own.

Can we talk?

How did you know where to find me?

I didn't look in yellow pages,
Inspector.

But where there's a will, there's a way.

Don't you find that?

Right. What's all this about?

You've been snooping.

I want to know why.

Been what?

Two heavies disguised as human beings
hanging around the place where I'm

staying. Well, I don't know anything
about that.

I think that comes close to harassment
of a defence witness.

Intimidation? I didn't even know where
you were staying until a couple of days

ago.

That's when they turned up.

Why don't you have a word with your
solicitor, Mrs Foley?

Make a formal complaint.

Working late?

I don't really have to talk to you, and
most certainly not in my own home.

Do you want me to go? Unless you've got
something to tell me.

Relax.

What's worrying you?

With a man like Kidbrooke, I'm always
worried until he's behind bars.

He's been a bit of a problem to you,
hasn't he, Diane?

And to a few others.

Look, while you're here, you might as
well tell me something.

What's more important to you?

The money or the children?

Money.

This is for my benefit and not the
court's. It's strictly off the record. I

think you'd better make yourself a bit
clearer. Look, I don't know how much

dirty money you handle in a year... Now,
wait a minute. Now, that's got to be a

fat profit from you. I don't know
exactly how much it costs to give a

kids two square meals a day. A bunch?

You haven't been doing your homework,
Inspector.

There are never less than 50 children at
my farm and sometimes over 100.

I've got two doctors on the premises.

Plus qualified nursing and outdoor
staff, then the clothing, housing,

Your charity collected a million pounds
last year.

Unless you're feeding your kids on
caviar, I reckon you're covering your

And what the hell do you know about it?

Have you been out there?

Do you know what it's like?

I know what I read.

UNICEF reports, Oxfam reports.

We don't deal with those people. Oh, I
know.

People you deal with don't make reports
or keep accounts.

It's a legal charity.

Let me ask you once again.

What matters to you most?

The kids or the profits?

How much do you think you know?

About Foley?

About who you were?

Who he was?

About the swimming accident?

Is that all?

They warned me you were good.

That you had everything on file.

right down to the Campari I had before
Foley's last swim.

Well, I'll make a note of the Campari.

Where does Stan Kidd book come in?

You call me Mrs Foley.

I'm not Mrs Foley.

I never was.

You shouldn't believe everything my ex
-client tell you.

But she did work for Foley.

Well, everyone's got to start somewhere.

In my case, I didn't have many options.

The family came back to England when I
was 13.

Dad was ill.

Bill Hart's here.

He died soon after.

We kept moving house.

I didn't go to school very much, which
made it hard getting a job.

But a girl who doesn't look like the
back of a tram can always make money if

she's not too fussy.

Look, I've been listening to stories
like that ever since I came into the

Miss Salmon.

Don't break into tears.

Quite as easy as I used to.

I see you weren't married to Foley, but
a Mr. and Mrs. Foley did check into the

Ocean Hotel in January 1978, and Foley
did have a fatal accident. We've

If you know it all, why are you asking
so many questions? I don't know it all.

don't understand why you're going into
court for Kidbrooke.

I mean, you've got a sweet racket going.
Why put it at risk?

What risk?

I'm not just legal.

I'm charitable.

Anyhow, Stan's an old friend.

You know what it's like with old
friends.

You don't want to let them down.

Even when they throw acid in someone's
face?

That wasn't Stan.

Haven't you read the depositions?

He was in Brighton with me. And if you
don't say so in court, he'll turn very

nasty. Wouldn't you?

Are you going to let him terrorise you
with your love?

Is that a question or just a stab in the
dark?

Let's say that five years ago, Kidbrook
did you a favour. Or perhaps you did one

for him.

Or perhaps he set up a charity.

No. You'd have to have brains for that.

You know not all about Dan Kidbrook.

Nowadays, he doesn't look much. But five
years ago, he was a bright boy.

He was a bit rough, but he was clever.
And a lot of fun. And special.

All right.

Things change.

About five years ago, you'd have
probably done anything for him,

murder.

You try proving that. Oh, I can't.

But no doubt Stan Kidbrook could. He
probably knows where the body is buried,

literally.

All right, let's say that Foley didn't
die in Africa but here. Then you and

Kidbrook went to Kenya as Mr and Mrs
Foley and he set up the fake drowning.

And that left you both in the clear.

Except, of course, that murders don't go
away.

So we may still be able to help you.

Help? Well, did you kill Foley or did
you just give Kidbrook a hand?

Did I what? Look, if you were acting
under duress, we may be able to protect

you. From Sam Kidbrook?

You don't know what day it is.

All right.

All right, but there is another way. You
don't have to do anything dramatic. You

just don't do much at all. Give Jackson
half a chance and he'll break down the

alibi. Nothing you can do about it.

Well, look, don't you see, you'll have
done your best for Kidbrooke. You'll

kept your part of the bargain, or
whatever it is, and Jackson, well, you

let him do the rest.

Look, if Kidbrooke gets away with it
this time, we're all in trouble. Now,

obviously, you're not going to worry
about me, but you could start thinking

about yourself and those children.

You know, I think I know why you came
here tonight.

You're the worried one, not me. Well,
now you know what you can do.

Call your men off.

I don't like them hanging around.

These men, do they follow you here?

What? Well, did you give them the slip?

Yes.

Well, whoever those men are, Miss
Salmons, they're not mine.

But they could be Kickbrook's.

And if you want to call him off, you
know what to do.

Thank you.

I'll see myself out.

What?

Well, yes. If I couldn't afford to do
the things I like doing, I wouldn't do

them. And I'd be very reluctant to
accept your kind of hospitality.

might just misinterpret your motives.
You know what I mean?

No, that's all right, Brian. Yeah.

And you, Myerson. Good luck. Bye now.

Bloody chance. Brown eagles again?

He didn't offer you a couple of birds in
bikinis, did he? Oh, no, just a

penthouse overlooking the sea.

Oh, well.

You, uh, seen Jackson? No, but I have
seen Ivy Salmon. And? I feel a lot

happier. Jackson will take her apart. If
the jury believe her, they'll believe

anybody. Juries sometimes do.

You just leave it to Jackson.

Oh, by the way, uh, Andrew Carlisle, you
know him?

You've heard of him? Newspaper reporter.

And a Mrs. Young.

Oh, God, don't say she's rung you.

No, Carlisle did.

Something about the university.

It's off our pattern. No, it's not a
domestic matter. I thought it out.

Sorry you've been troubled.

Well, look, will you just leave it to
me, Mr. Carlyle? I think we might get a

couple of lines crossed.

Well, if it gets serious, I'll get
someone to let you know, but it doesn't

like much of a story to me.

What?

This actor?

When?

Well, yes, it does.

Um... All right, well, look, just give
me a couple of days, all right?

Bye, OK?

Bye.

I mean, nobody likes dismissing people,
but she gave us no alternative.

I mean, you've seen for yourself. Did
you check the phone calls?

Check? Oh, this is the university,
madam, not the Pentagon.

Do you know that there are some
companies registered in Singapore who

lot of small manufacturers all over the
Far East?

That's not very interesting.

Yeah, sweatshop stuff, toys mostly,
anything that's cheap and nasty and

These companies, they ship it to Europe,
mainly London.

Everything cut price, very small profit
margin.

Except, of course, there are some
expenses that they can't avoid.

Communications, for instance.

If you're shipping a lot of freight in
small quantities at cut -rate prices in

lot of different boats, it's very
important that the importer knows

something is going to turn up and where.

Which, of course, leads to a lot of
expensive phone calls.

Hundreds of pounds worth a week.

Which can cut into your profit margins.
That is, it would if they were paying

the bill.

Inspector Forbes, I don't know what
you've been told. Has the college phone

gone up recently?

I'm afraid I can't discuss the matter.
Or is it always in the region of £300

,000?

May I help you, Sherry?

No, thank you.

I'd like you to know that I'm not one of
those people who's forever finding

fault with the police.

I believe you do a very difficult and
very important job, and do it extremely

well. Of course, it could be drugs.

Well, it could be drug.

Well, let's say that a consignment of
plastic dolls, say about a thousand, one

of them different from the rest, instead
of being hollow inside, it's stuffed

with heroin, street value, say, £100
,000.

What do you mean? It does happen.

It could happen.

Which is another reason why the importer
wouldn't want to use his own telephone.

Customs and exiles could trace the call
back to the person who placed the order.

Trace the call? It's their job, sir.

Trace the call.

Now, there are two ways that we can do
this, either with your cooperation or

without it.

Either you supply us with the
information or the drug squad will come

it. The drug squad here? Well, Mrs Young
could tell them what's been going on so

far and then monitor calls for the next
couple of weeks. But Mrs Young is no

longer with us. You'd better get her
back, quickly.

I'm afraid that's not possible.

Why not?

Mrs Young's post has been filled.

Already? The union was able to supply a
replacement straight away, though. Very

helpful. They weren't very helpful to
Mrs Young.

She wasn't in the union.

Well, that's a pity.

Why?

Well, it was Mrs. Young who discovered
the fiddle in the first place. It'll be

her they want to talk to.

I don't see why... She's been to the
press.

Now, if you don't want a lot of
publicity, I would advise you to get her

quickly. The union wouldn't stand for
it.

I mean, they were very unhappy before.

It's a bad policy to upset the union.

I guess for the students' union, too.

I mean, if they thought we were
victimizing one of their members...

ago,

You were informed that improper use was
being made of your college telephone

system. You didn't act.

Instead, you sacked the person who told
you.

Now, the press will be very interested
in that.

I can't really say that I blame them.

I pay taxes.

My money is being fiddled.

I'll be in touch in a couple of days,
sir.

I suppose you've got some news for me
there, might you?

Move me, sir.

No, love, she's in court.

I know she was.

And she'll be in court all day tomorrow,
you know.

Didn't you hear?

No. Jimmy Scarford got sent for by the
principal, never turned up.

Last thing, heading towards Victoria bus
station.

That's all right, Governor.

Not guilty. Yeah.

No, no, no, she's on her way back now.

Well, sure, as soon as I know, I'll let
you know.

OK. Yeah.

You heard?

I heard.

All right, so tell me, what happened?

It was incredible.

I almost got up and clapped.

She crucified Jackson.

The jury just sat there and gawped.

I mean, if they ever hand out Oscars for
witnesses, Ivy Salmons will be top of

the list.

You saw her. You talked to her. Oh, I
talked to her. She made a bigger fool of

me than she did of everybody.

She's an artist.

She must have been a sensation in her
old job.

Maggie, how?

You set it up for her. You gave her an
art. All she had to do was change a

performance. No, not even that. All she
had to do was tell the simple truth.

Has she really forgotten what
Kidbrooke's like?

I sat in that court and I watched her
and I watched him and I watched him

watching her.

And that's who the performance was for.

For Kidbrooke.

She was telling him, letting him know
that whatever had taken place in the

six or seven years, their deal still
stands, whatever that is.

Guilty or not guilty, good, bad,
revolting.

She loves Kip Brook.

She still loves him.

That's what happened.

I didn't hear you come in.

There's been a mix all today.

A lady telephone operator that I don't
know got her job back.

And a big bad one got away.

Yeah, I know. I heard.

You must be sick.

Oh, well, I don't really want to talk
about the mug. I just want to get in

there.

You'll have to take your shoes off.

Have you ever thought

of getting married?

I have.

You know, Russell was a nice guy.

He didn't mention your name once.

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