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Don't, please.

Bob, what good does it do?

No, don't. I've got money coming.

No, stop it, please.

I've got money coming.

Just give me a few more days.

Always the bleeding same, isn't it?

This time next week, Mrs Farrell.

Or that's your fight.

D .I. Forbes?

Hello? D .I. Forbes?

Is that you?

It's Betty.

Betty Farrell. Oh.

Hello, love. You got something for me?

I was rather hoping you'd have something for me.

You know what I'm talking about, don't you?

Oh, yes.

It hasn't come through yet. It's about bloody time.

Look, I'll let you know. I mean... I can't wait.

I mean...

I really bloody need it, you know, like this week.

I chose it for you, love, okay?

Bleeding hostel?

It's never a bleeding hostel. It's a pick -up parlour. That's what that is.

Boys, girls, what? You name it.

Underage, a lot of them.

Boys, maybe.

Not so easy to tell with the birds. Yeah, it's a fair bet, though, Jack.

All right, let's have a report.

Photographs, though. What I'm telling you.

On paper. With evidence. Back it up. Then I'll decide.

Oh, transfer quick, Wilson.

Improvise. Which board was trying to get hold of you? Something urgent.

No, they found me. Thanks.

It didn't ought to be.

That's a copy of a reward claim that I submitted for one of my informants just

over a month ago.

Lizzie Franks.

Known as. She gave us the names of that team that we did for that wages match at

Hayden and Barker's. Well, like I said, it was over a month ago. I was wondering

if there was something we could do to hurry it up. It seems she really needs

money.

Jack Slater's not said anything to you?

What about?

About this.

Well,

obviously, I won't talk to you about it myself. I'm sorry I didn't. It just kept

on getting shoved out of the way.

I'm surprised that Slater didn't say anything.

Why should he?

The police reward for the Hayden Barker job's already been paid.

Your turn.

To an informant nominated by Slater.

You're joking.

Why? Well, at the end of the day, I had to agree that his man had a more

justifiable claim than your Lizzie Frank. She gave him the names.

It's not the same thing as proof, is it?

I mean, just telling us who.

Well, almost. She's never been wrong before.

Maggie, let's be honest about it.

Two of the names she gave us were already in the frame. So what?

So when it boils down to it, what she gave us wasn't actually all that much?

Well, that wasn't what you said at the time. Oh, come on, love. Oh, come on,

knew. No, I can't help what she wants. You supported her claim.

Your name is on that form as well as mine. On the strength of that, I told

that money was a dead cert.

We are not an informant's benevolent fund.

Now, there's got to be some sort of criteria. The only one we've got is

information actually leads to a conviction. By that yardstick, Slater's

wins. I should have talked to you about it. I know. I'm sorry.

Sway this.

Oh, well, I think all the good tips she's given me.

She's not going to trust me again, is she?

It's your snout, love.

Depends how you handle her.

Yeah,

could you make it three o 'clock instead, Ted?

Yeah, it'd be a big help, actually.

There's some ward officers here. Does anyone know where they are? In the

canteen. That is, they were a few minutes ago. Go and see if they're

blue Triumph. I'm boxed in, Val. Right, then.

Hey, what do they want?

Where is he?

Junior shit -shoveler. He was looking something up for me.

He's doing something for me. Oh, that's nice.

Don't worry about me, will you? No, I won't.

Though, if having informants cheated out of the reward money is going to become

a regular thing, maybe I should.

Hayden and Barker's have just been told.

Cheated? Who's been cheated? She has. She say that? No, I do.

Cobblers, you want to think what you're saying, Mag? I say what I mean.

Well, maybe you ought to keep your mouth shut, then.

How would you like to tell my informant that the money she thought she was going

to get has already been paid to somebody else?

200 quid. It's not worth fighting over.

That's the claim that gives them the chance of the insurance reward, which

be thousands, as well you know.

My snout had a perfectly legitimate claim. So did mine.

Well, tough, because the governor reckoned mine more than yours. His

Well, seeing as you were in charge of the case, you wouldn't have had much

trouble persuading him, would you? I didn't have to persuade him. It was

obvious. It was bloody un... They've got him bloody underhand. The least you

could have done was talk to me about it. What's the matter with you? Have a

little row with your lover boy or something? Oh, well, now, typical, isn't

Hey, hey, hey.

What do you two think you're at?

Maggie seems to think there's some conspiracy to do down her snout over the

reward on that agent. I didn't say conspiracy.

I just wish someone had the courtesy to let me know what was going on.

Well, that's a good enough reason to have a slang match in public.

Well, that's what you've got, so let's just cool it, shall we?

Try and remember just what we're supposed to be doing here. What do you

I'm supposed to be boxing somebody in, girl.

Me.

Oh.

Just as well D .I. Holmes wasn't in a big hurry. Yes.

Here, get on with this, you.

Well, that's it, isn't it?

That's bloody it.

Is that bad?

Oh, you're not kidding.

Well, I know it's not much help. No, not a lot.

How much do you need?

Five hundred will be handy.

Someone getting heavy over it?

They do this?

Who are they?

You could have them, you know.

Demanding with menaces?

If that's what they're at, it's illegal.

Well, why not?

Men like that, they want putting away.

You'll not be the only one they're bothering.

You tell me when they're coming back and we'll have somebody here waiting for

them. Wouldn't do any good.

I'd still end up with stitches in me face. Not with police protection.

I sometimes wonder whether you lot live in the same world as all the rest of us.

I'm trying to help, love. The only thing that's going to help me is that money.

I earned it, it's mine and you know it is.

Now you come here telling me that someone else is trying to nick it.

Well, sod that. It's mine and I bloody want it. It isn't as if I haven't tried.

I've argued your case so hard that I'm in bother over it. Oh, that really cuts

me up, that does. Look, I know it stinks.

I think I feel almost as betrayed as you do.

Almost? But I don't honestly see what I can do about it. You can do whatever it

takes to get me my money.

I had your word, Mrs Forbes. Now you bloody keep it.

She gave us the name.

Inside what?

Two days after the robbery?

Three?

Three days.

We had the names.

My God, that's got to be worth something.

She was the first one to come up with any solid information, and it was good.

Forcing me to break my word.

her money.

It's my own credibility as a police officer that's at stake.

Either I'm good for my word, or I'm not.

So he turns to the Thambo. I've never forgot it. He says, look, sunshine, if

haven't chopped her head off, you're in dead lumber.

And had he?

Bleeding, I don't know.

Drink some beer.

You all right?

Sorry.

Something got stuck.

Jack, do you think we could have a word sometime?

I hope so.

Well, I don't want to disturb you, Neil.

You call this bleeding garbage a meal? Yeah, join us, ma 'am.

We could do with a diversion.

Can I get you something?

No, no.

I've just been to see my snout.

She's a bit upset.

Yeah, well, it's a hard life, isn't it?

Yeah, well, I don't think she'd argue with that.

The thing is, I think if we don't do something, she might make waves.

Waves don't scare me. And I'm not called King Canute, neither.

The thing is, I think she might be right to. I can't help feeling that morally

she's entitled to a share of that reward.

Oh, not again.

Look at the evidence, for God's sake. I mean, look at it. All I know is that she

gave us the name.

Two days after the robbery? Three days?

It was the first solidly that you had.

Yeah, but that's not what got them convicted, though, is it? Not just

their bleeding names.

If she hadn't pointed you in the right direction... I'd still have had them. No

problem, no question about it.

What the hell is it with this snout of yours, anyway? I mean, what's it to you?

She needs the money.

Don't we all?

And I gave her my word.

Your problem. You shouldn't have, should you? Never promise what you can't

deliver. I didn't know. Never even get.

I mean, she's only a bloody snout, for God's sake.

Only.

Well, it's not worth getting your knickers in a twist over, is it? Shall I

you about it? No, thanks. It's all the same, I will, it might do you good.

I think perhaps we'd better... No, I'd like you to stay here.

I'd like to know what you think about all this as well.

Five years ago, my snout was happily married to a man named Tony.

I mean, he got into some bad company and he ended up being nicked for armed

robbery. He was sent down for 14 years.

But the thing that really got to his wife, that most of the heavy team, I

the ones that set up the job, they never even got nicked.

So ever since then, his wife has made it her business to grass every villain she

could, including the ones that did the Hayden and Barker jobs.

I'm weeping buckets, but what does it prove?

That she deserves more than just your contempt.

What you're trying to make out is that she's some kind of special case.

No. Look, Jake, can you make him see?

Nothing wrong with my peepers, Mag. Jake.

I don't know. I... I wasn't on that case. What am I arguing about? It's the

principle. Well, it does sound a bit like special pleading, Mag.

Don't you know me better than that?

What about if your snout was a fella, Mag?

I mean, just suppose it.

Do you really expect me to believe that you'd still be sitting here arguing for

it? If my snout was a fella, maybe I wouldn't have to.

But it's easier to ignore a woman, isn't it?

Easier to write her off.

And if I was a fella, maybe you wouldn't be throwing certainly cavalier about

it. That's pure feminist paranoia, that is. Oh, I see. So now I'm paranoiac, am

I? What else, I wonder?

A bit too shrill. Well, don't you pretend to be embarrassed by it.

Not with a hide like yours.

Has she always been like this? I mean, you lot know no longer than me.

No, I... I don't understand it, really.

I mean, she's not, is she?

Well, you want to keep an eye on her. Because if you ask me, that lady's

starting to be not very well.

You know what I mean?

Damn you, damn you, damn you.

Pregnant, are you?

Pardon? I said, are you pregnant or something?

Do I look it?

I thought you must be frightened it was going to pop before you got there.

I was going a bit fast. I'm sorry.

How will you call it?

The lady said she's going a bit fast, Paul.

You know what we clocked you doing?

It's been one of those days to try to get home in a hurry.

Is that the best you can do?

I mean, I thought at least you'd tell us your old man's dying or something.

No.

You're boring, aren't you, really?

Come on, let's be having a bit of paper.

I don't normally go over the speed limit. I usually drive very carefully.

Of course you do, love.

In fact, I've never met anyone who doesn't.

I don't know how I manage to keep a straight face sometimes.

I really don't.

You could let me off for just a warning.

You could, yeah.

Don't think I will, though.

I mean, you haven't even flashed a bit of light for us yet, have you?

Let alone give us a nice smile.

Now, all in all, I think I'm going to do you, sweetheart.

What do you say, Paul?

She's just not very friendly, is she? What the hell is he doing eating that

What do you think you'll do with your collar open and your shirt hanging out?

See what I mean?

You've had it, darling.

You're improperly dressed, both of you. Your behaviour's disgusting.

This is the way you treat the public. God help us all.

Right, that's it.

Come on, out.

We're going to have to see if she's roadworthy. Right.

What the hell?

You're regressive.

I see.

Hope you do.

Come on, Mrs Forbes.

Inspector, ma 'am.

I'm nicking you for travelling over the prescribed limit in a restricted area.

Anything you say will be taken down, maybe given in evidence.

Got anything to say?

I'm going to report both of you.

I am going to report

both of you.

Anything else?

Mirror,

mirror, on the wall. That's fine.

Oh, it's all right.

Don't mind me.

I'm sorry I'm late. Have you eaten?

Oh, sort of.

Oh, a woman called Betty rang. It's the only name she'd give.

Any message?

No.

He?

Please.

How does she sound?

Sorry?

How does she sound? Was she worried, upset, normal?

All right.

How long ago?

It's on the pad.

Well, she's not there now.

Sorry, I just remembered.

She was calling from her phone box. I heard the pips.

You never guess what happened to me tonight. I got done with the feeding.

Well, they let you off, weren't they?

No.

Well,

you should have said you weren't seeing an emergency.

Was that what you would have done?

Well, it almost seems silly not to.

Well, you know what I mean.

You mean like a job perk.

Well, there aren't many, are there?

Anyway, it's only a game.

You know why blokes volunteer for traffic, don't you?

So that they can drive around like lords of creation, burning everyone else up.

Did that chap who nicked you, when he drives home tonight, do you think he'll

sticking to 30?

Is this the sort of attitude they encourage in the student population?

It's just human nature, Mum.

Ah. You mean like rape.

Like a lot of things.

How many girls in your year?

Hundreds.

Yeah, well, I hope you and the other guys aren't being too nice to them. I

you're treating them with plenty of contempt.

Otherwise they're in for a nasty shock, aren't they?

I mean, we don't want them thinking that life in the big wide world is pleasant

or civilised or even halfway to being decent because I'm here to tell you that

it's not. Steady on, Mum. If I thought for one moment that you could treat

anyone the way I've been treated today in smugly pre -justification of human

nature... Look, I don't know about today, but you're always saying that you

never want anybody to make, I don't know, It's just because you're a woman.

is precisely because I'm a woman that some men seem to think that they can

me with total condescension and contempt.

I just don't want my son to be like them. Human nature is no excuse for

being insulting or rude or arrogant or cruel.

If we hadn't risen above our natures, we'd still be in the jungle.

You're right.

Probably as far as men and women are concerned, we still are.

It's a bit sweeping.

Believe your mother, son. She knows.

No, my mum knows everything my mum does.

Watch it.

Shall I tell you something?

All the kids at college, they're just totally knocked out about you being a

-life working DI.

Well, I'm not, mind you.

I mean, things are hard enough without having to live in my mother's shadow.

I'd be worried if I thought you meant that.

Well, I can always change my name if things get too bad.

Now, how about telling me who the problem really is? Oh, who do you think?

Slater. Him?

Ah, you can run rings round him. He's been banging heads all day.

Oh, it's not the way to run rings round anybody.

I thought women were supposed to be subtler than men.

Mr Goodwin, Magdalene Forbes.

Morning, Inspector.

Would you like a cup of coffee? Oh, yes, I'd love one.

I think you could manage to rustle up another one for me too, please, Jane.

Milk, sugar? No sugar.

Oh, do sit down, please. Thank you.

I don't think I've ever met a lady detective inspector before.

Possibly not. I don't think there are many of us around yet.

Makes rather a pleasant change.

I don't think I've ever met an aptly named insurance man before, either.

In what way?

Goodwin. A good friend and protector.

Is that what it means? Good Lord.

I know a bit about names.

And do you find, on the whole, that people live up to their names?

Well, I'm afraid it is nowhere near being an exact science.

Here you are. Thank you, my dear.

You're an angel.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, now, let's see if I live up to mine.

What can I do for you?

I understand from Hayden and Barker's that it's your company that's down to

the loss that they had that wages match about four months ago.

£87 ,000, give or take the odd fiver.

We did get some of it back.

Of course, there's the usual problem of proving that that's where it came from.

What's your company's policy relating to rewards for information?

In a case like this, 8 % of the total for information resulting in convictions

and 10 % on all monies recovered.

This may sound like an unethical question.

Have you had a claim?

Well, I do know that we have awarded money from the Police Informants Fund

information relating to that job, and presumably the same person will be

a claim to you.

That's a perfectly reasonable assumption.

I wish that I could say that I was here officially.

But I'm not.

All the same, I am hoping to persuade you that if such a claim is or has been

made, that you will take no action on it.

Good God, why?

Because I strongly believe that the person making that claim is not entitled

the money.

The test of any claimant's eligibility is whether he or she has been recognised

by the Police Informants Fund.

In this case, I believe wrongly.

You're a delightful person, Inspector, but I presume it's too much to hope that

your only concern is to save my company some money.

I'm afraid so. I represent a rival claimant.

I'd like to help.

It's an unusual case.

I'd like to help. The problem is exactly what you expected.

I simply can't withhold the money.

Unless someone, and that would have to be the senior officer in charge

of the case, came to me officially.

To say that the claim was either fraudulent or otherwise invalid.

I'm afraid that won't happen.

You can't persuade him.

Prove your claimant's case.

I need time.

I'll

tell

you what I can do. I might give you a day or two.

I can simply take my time processing the claim.

You with me, then?

Did I say that?

Well, yes, I suppose I did.

What's the longest you can give me?

Well, now, let's see.

The post in this place can be pretty fiendish at times.

A week?

That couldn't seem to be too unreasonable to me.

Thank you, Mr. Goodwin.

What on earth would you have done if my name had meant rogue and blackguard?

Somehow I don't think that I would have bothered to mention it.

It's like spying, is that?

I just want you to find out what the information was and when he got it.

Why don't you ask him yourself?

Oh, come on, Jack, I'd get my head bitten off.

Well, what good would it do you, even if I did find out? I'm not saying it'd do

me any good, not as far as my finance is concerned.

But I'm not going to drop it until I know.

You sure you're not letting it get too personal?

You against Jack Slater?

I don't see it that way at all.

Everyone else does.

Everyone?

Well... Including you?

I suppose so, yeah.

I thought you knew me better.

Yeah, not so long ago. I'd have probably agreed with you only now.

I don't know.

It does look to be obsessive.

It's got even some people wondering if... What?

Well, wondering if it wouldn't be a good idea if... I'd rather not say,

actually. Well, you've started. I'd like to know.

Well...

wondering if it wouldn't be a good idea if you took a spot of leaf, gave

yourself a bit of a rest or something.

I see.

That be everything, ma 'am?

Yes, I think it had better be.

Thank you for being so forthright. I like to know what people are thinking.

Ma 'am?

What did you say?

I told her it wasn't on.

It's not my war.

Well, I know. Well, is it?

Well, no, not really. You're talking about looking after your own.

Anyway, I think this snout was family, the way she's gone on about it. Well,

that's her, isn't it, Jacob? That's the point, isn't it? She does look after her

own. I know that firsthand.

I mean, she's good like that. You've got to admit.

Look, I'm not saying she's not being unreasonable and all that. All the same,

she needs... There's some kids being brought in.

Caught nicking in bellows.

Can you deal with it?

Yes, ma 'am.

Fellows always prosecute, so you'll have to judge them.

But for goodness sake, if they're underage, which they will be, will you

sure that there's a parent or a social worker present before you start

questioning them? Yes, ma 'am. Then will you please stop calling me ma 'am?

You even started doing it.

Sorry, ma 'am.

I just don't think it would do any harm to get her what she wants, that's all.

If the information from DI Slater's now that good, he might even persuade her

that he's right and she's wrong.

Are you sure you want to go through with this?

Well, any reason why I shouldn't.

It's not going to do you a lot of good, you know.

It's not going to get you off the speeding charge.

I never thought it would.

Well, it could be seen as how great they nick you so you try to get back into

there. Well, I'm sure if they read the facts, they'll see that isn't the case.

Just your word against us?

Unfortunately, yes.

And you still think it's a good idea?

I don't see that I've got much choice.

Maybe you should consider it a bit more carefully.

What are you trying to do, protect them?

I'm trying to protect you.

Maggie, they'll slaughter you. I'm a D .I. My world must count for something.

You know what they'll like. They'll close ranks.

The only one to get hurt will be you. Oh, my God. It's human nature. Protect

your own. Maggie, we all do it to some degree or other. Oh, good old human

nature again. Well, if that's what you believe, the sooner we get an

complaints procedure, the better.

Maybe that's the answer. I don't know. In the meantime, I can't see this doing

anyone any good at all.

Those two louts want roasting.

Maybe. Won't happen, though. Bet you.

Look, supposing I'd been an ordinary member of the public.

I mean, talk about turning people anti -police.

Funny enough, it might not have been so bad if they'd known I was a copper.

Still pretty repulsive, but not quite so bad. But they didn't.

As far as they were concerned, I was an ordinary female motorist. Fair game.

Yeah, I accept all that.

And don't think I don't sympathise, but why give them any more satisfaction than

they've already had?

Come on, I'm not proud of what I'm saying, but let's just be realistic

shall we?

I'd like the complaint to go forward.

Sorry, sir.

Yeah.

I've, uh... I've done that checking for you.

I'm sorry. You haven't got a leg to stand on, Maggie.

Six days after the robbery, knew the flop they used for the divvy -up, full

prints, where the shooters were, where some of the money was hidden, and the

garage they used to dock to the vans.

If the information was that good, you could say that six days after the

there wasn't anything he didn't know.

I owe you.

Forget it.

Jake, thanks.

Yeah. Hello,

D .I. Forbes.

Betty?

Where are you? I've been worried.

I thought it better keep my head down.

I've got all friends in Kentish town. Don't mind me docking for a bit. I feel

safer there. Good idea.

Do you know, there's a fellow in Las Vegas who's got a quarter of a million

one of these things.

I bet this has only got a quid in it. Nobody wins. You put more in and you get

out. Oh, kiss of death, you are.

The news isn't good, love.

Kiss off, then. Come back when it is. I can probably get you something to share,

but it won't be much.

Share? What are you talking about? I'm not sharing my bloody money.

We've got two lots of information, yours and somebody else's, and the other

fellow's left you standing.

What about your promise?

It doesn't count.

Oh, that's nice, that is.

Look, I'll do what I can, but it won't be any jackpot.

You can't trust nobody nowadays, can you? I used to think you were straight.

I am, love, and this time I made a promise and I shouldn't have. It's my

I didn't know. It wasn't my case. I didn't know about the other fellow.

What am I going to do, Mrs. Corks? I need that money.

Look, can't you borrow it from somebody?

Who?

Oh, I'm not begging from villains.

They're the only buggers with money I know.

Well, what about these phones for you? I used to look at myself sometimes and

think, where's it going to end?

Now I know.

What a life, grasping for a living.

Have you ever thought what it's like being friendly with people you hate?

Having to drink with them sometimes.

Have you ever thought of that?

Bastards.

It's like being on the game, though, isn't it? I mean, you need the punters,

can't do without them.

And after a while, it's all you know.

I mean, you've got to live it or else you're out of business.

And the time you find out how trapped you really are, it's too late.

I used to have loads of straight friends.

Oh, I could cut them on two fingers now.

I don't know what's happening to me. I'm living like I'm bent.

I've even been turned over because I'm on that bloody computer of yours.

Wouldn't you say, Mrs Forbes, what a life? I mean, what a bloody life.

It's your choice. Nobody made you do it.

Well, you've been good enough.

Well, I'd hardly like to turn down good information now, am I?

I need help. And if I don't get it, I'm... Oh, I'm cracking up, can't you

Listen, love, I'll do what I can.

It won't be enough. I know it won't be enough. The best I can. I don't know how

much it'll be worth, but I'll do the best I can.

I gave you the name of that Hayden and Barker job. The bloody name. Somebody

else gave us the plot they used, the money, the guns, the garage, plus all

fingerprints that we needed.

Hard evidence, love, the best there is.

Oh, not bad.

That had to come from someone on the inside, didn't it? I mean...

Am I supposed to compete with that? No way.

Oh, hang about, Mrs Paul. What did you just say?

You're not giving my money to someone who's on the inside, are you?

I hope not.

That's illegal.

Terry, it's Maggie.

Look, can you do me a favour?

Can you look up the names of the team that we did for that Hayden and Barker's

job?

Yeah.

Look it up.

Is that all?

There's no one else?

Sure?

Right.

Thanks, Terry. You've been a great help.

Even clocked a vicar in there. Dead tasty.

It's a colouring cup.

Bear a minute, Jack?

We're going to have another ding -dong, are we?

Just a chat.

Is that OK?

It's about your bleeding snout again.

I've conceded defeat.

Where's the white flag, then?

Though I have wondered, with your low opinion of Snout, why you fought so hard

for yours.

Maybe I just like fighting, especially against you, eh, Mac?

You must value him, though.

Yeah, all right, he's good.

Oh, the quality of the information he gave you on the Hayden and Barker job

certainly was.

Been doing some checking, have you?

His name wouldn't be Malcolm Sinclair by any chance, would it?

I haven't told anybody what his name is. So how the hell did you know that?

He was the only member of the team not to be arrested.

What sort of deal did you offer him?

Immunity for information?

Immunity plus the police and insurance reward? That's quite a deal, Jack.

What the hell are you talking about? He was in on the job. Rubbish. Inside

information like that, he must have been. You don't know your arse from your

elbow, do you? My snout named him. He was on her list. She was wrong.

He was in on the job and he knew it. I care he was.

I don't have to listen to this. Oh, yes, you do.

Makes one wonder, doesn't it? I mean, about you and him.

About exactly what sort of relationship you had with him. All sorts of

interesting possibilities.

Maybe you were using him as an agent provocateur. I don't let him believe

Maybe you set up the whole job using him.

He's a snout, that's all.

I mean, it would explain why you were so keen to protect him, wouldn't it?

Why you were so keen for him to get that reward money.

There are... Some who would wonder how much of that money ended up in your own

pocket. You evil -minded bloody witch.

The point is, what are you?

You're trying to make our time better. So just abuse me. Start off. You're

to have to to someone because I intend to take it all away.

Right then, and you're going to fall flat on your fanny, lady.

We'll see.

Stupid bloody bitch. Call yourself a detective? You couldn't detect your way

of a paper bag.

I want both of you.

In my office. Now.

All right.

This is the last time. The very last.

Half the station could have heard that carry -on out there just now. Probably

did.

I'm not going to have a repetition of it, so whatever it is between you two,

we're going to have it up here and now and finish with it.

Because if anything, even remotely like it ever happens again, this station's

going to be short two DIs.

Clear?

So, who wants to start?

I have reason to believe that D .I. Clayton Snout was in on the job at

and Barker, sir.

He not?

Active in the robbery, sir.

I don't think the I -4s is very well, Gov. I think she ought to see a shrink.

Betty Farrell.

My snout.

Gave us the names of seven men responsible for that job. One of them

Malcolm Sinclair.

He was the only one not to be arrested and he was also D .I. Flater's

He wasn't arrested because he was never on the job.

Simple.

Hope you're sure of that.

He's got an alibi, hasn't he? Rock bleeding solid, supported by half of

Supporters Club.

The quality of the information he supplied could only be described as

inside information.

So what?

So, how come?

Because...

Originally, he was in on it, all right, but then he backed out. He'd lost his

bottle. He'd never been on a big blag before, and he couldn't handle it, so he

dropped out.

Have you never heard of conspiracy?

He never got a penny out of it. Since when did that make any difference?

He voluntarily helped the police.

Not until after the event.

It's better late than never.

Are you sure you weren't using him as an agent provocateur?

If I'd known the job was coming off beforehand, I'd have been there,

At what point did Maggie Snart provide the list of names before or after you

on to Sinclair?

Er... I can't remember.

Is it convenient?

No, it doesn't really matter.

Now, you could be in bother.

It's not for me to decide.

But what I want from you is a detailed list of your relationship with Sinclair.

before as well as after the Hayden and Barker job.

And if your snout wants some advice, I tell her to contact Complaints

Investigation Bureau, let them sort it out, no?

You're joking.

You don't know me better than that, Jack. That's your problem.

Thank you, sir.

You had holiday recently.

You'd better take one.

Why? Because I'm telling you to. Just get out of London and don't hang about.

Why? It's getting heavy.

You crass.

You've screwed up, haven't you? It's not my fault. What is it? You were grasped.

A bird called Betty Farrell grasped you.

Farrell? I know her. Yeah, well, she put you right in the frame. So I buried

you, didn't I?

Only now it's been dug up again.

So for your sake and mine, you...

Better not be around.

What about insurance money? We've kissed it.

You've what?

You'd better be joking. Betty Farrell will get it. I tell she will.

We've kissed it, Mal.

If you don't listen to me, we're both going to end up doing birds. Listen to

you? I shouldn't ever listen to you in the first place, you brilliant idea.

Yeah, well, you want to make sure who you're knocking around with.

What's that supposed to mean? Betty Farrell, son. Maybe you're talking,

sleeping. Piss off.

It doesn't matter, does it?

I'm just saying.

Now, you get out of London and let me take care of this.

You take care of it.

All you've done is screw it.

You couldn't take care of a bleeding rice pudding.

Maggie Ford speaking.

She's what?

Where?

Home for clean clothes.

Waiting.

We've won as well.

Over the money. It's going to take some time, but I think we've won.

If you'd just told me who they were, we could have stopped them doing this.

It wasn't them.

What?

It wasn't them who did it.

A fellow called Sinclair.

Because I grasped him to you.

Only, who told him it was me, eh?

Who told him it was me?

Oh.

Oh, God, you all.

Cares about us now.

Oh, dear God, I do.

Well, if this is where it puts me, I can bloody do without.

I'm through with this fault.

You listening to me.

When I get out of here, don't you sit by a phone waiting to hear from me, will

you?

Bloody long wait that'll be.

Is that it?

Yes, God.

So the last time you saw Sinclair was... Three weeks ago, God.

And spoke to him?

Not since that same occasion.

Black, come in.

How many people knew the true identity of your informant in the Hayden and

Barker case?

Until two days ago, Nemita.

And then?

Two days ago, I carelessly used her real name in front of yourself and the

outlater.

Anyone else? No, sir.

Can you explain how Sinclair came to be in possession of that name less than 24

hours after we had that conversation?

I don't know. Was he?

Yes, he was.

Now, you sure you don't want to add anything to this?

No. Why should I?

You've got an appointment upstairs with the chief super in half an hour.

Just make sure you've got your warrant card with you.

Are you telling me I'm being suspended?

That's right.

Pending investigations by CIB2 into allegations of conspiracy to rob, in the

case of Hayden and Barkis, conspiracy to defraud, in the case of the insurance

money, and conspiracy to murder, in the case of Betty Farrell.

Conspiracy to murder? What's the hell's this?

Sinclair tried to kill her. She's still in intensive care.

You're not copying me for that. No way. I didn't know he was going to try and

kill her.

But you'll plead to the others?

What?

Save you the trouble of proving it's not a bleeding chance.

I'm not saying anything to anybody till I've seen a brief.

And I think of the number of villains I've heard say that.

And you're just another one.

Get out.

Who am I telling you?

A couple of times I thought he was going to beat you to it, and he'd managed to

slip by on this occasionally.

You're saying you knew he was bent?

Suspected, anyway.

That's why he was transferred here, on his own, away from his old firm, so we

could watch him.

Well, for God's sake, why didn't you tell me?

I wasn't allowed to.

You made me go through all this. It was the only way of doing it. Tearing strips

off me. Had to keep you angry enough to keep going. I'm putting my snout's life

in danger.

Didn't know you were going to drop her name in, did I?

Good thing you did as it turned out. She's in hospital.

She's recovering and she'll get the money. Is that all that really matters?

All that matters is your nailed slate. At what cost? To who?

Me. Her.

Maggie, come on. People get hurt in this world. You're a copper. You should know

that. Particularly snouts.

She must have known the risk she was running, because at the end of the day,

that's all she is, just another... Don't say it.

I know.

Just another snout.