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Thank you.

No, it's dead.

I can get you another.

No, no, it's all right. Look, I've got a meeting of four, so I think I should

make a move.

James, about my extension.

That's the, what do you call it, coach house, yeah?

Coaching Inn, right?

Well, the planning officer's been round it all out.

But I'd just like to know if there's any chance of it getting through your

committee.

Well, I can't see any objection.

Look, I've got a meeting when I get back from the Costa Smeralda.

Oh,

all right for some, eh?

Here, look, you nip off. I'll settle up here.

Thanks for lunch, Henry.

Harry. Yeah, actually.

Hey, I'll catch you later.

asking just for you.

Mrs Sefton.

Oh, no.

She won't hear of anyone else. We're busy.

Oi, get back in now.

It's that Mrs Sefton again.

Oh, lucky Rocky.

Lucky.

Listen, mate, when I was your age, I used to dream about older women chasing

Can't you go this time, Ken? Sorry, son.

Business. Harry and me.

Don't for too long, Romeo.

Leave it out.

Who's Mrs Sefton?

She's a regular customer.

Grows potted plants and is well into black leather, especially when Rocky's

wearing it.

I mean, Ken, this yard, I mean, it is part of the culture.

I can't afford to read about it in the news of the world, mate. Oh, come on,

Harry, spit it out.

Spit what out?

I can always tell when you've got bad news, your eyes go small like gerbils.

It's the carport in this yard I'm thinking of building on, like.

What?

above the dispatch office or under it.

Look, Ken, you wouldn't have to move tomorrow.

I mean, there'd be plenty of time to find new premises.

We could both look together and think of the advantages of being in the centre

of town.

Yeah, and what's wrong with the advantages I've got here?

Oh, come on, Ken, be reasonable.

You guaranteed me a year here.

It's a great opportunity, Ken, for both of us.

On your bike, Ken. It's the television people again.

You gave me your word, didn't you?

Especially when I lent you that money towards the deposit.

Ken, you wouldn't be out of pocket, mate.

Now I've increased the overdraft, I can pay you back that £5 ,000.

No, thanks, mate.

Ken, wait.

I can't stand here listening to you. Time is money.

But let me finish, Ken. I'm finished.

I mean, listen.

There's money in the...

Now, today, we are standing outside the home of Councillor James Petherbridge.

James Petherbridge was elected four years... Cut!

Sorry, Linda!

Come on.

You're not paid to be sorry, you're paid to keep the road clear.

Turn over.

James Petherbridge was elected four years ago... Cut.

Did I cue that animal?

Sorry.

I don't want sorry, Brenda. Don't keep giving me bloody sorry.

All right. I'm not sorry.

In fact, my dear, I don't give a damn.

Turn over.

J .S. Pettigrew.

Texas Rangers.

At your service.

You stand, we deliver. That's our motto.

This is all a dream.

Any minute now, I'm going to wake up bathed in sweat.

Something wrong?

Just take these to the studios. They'll pay you.

Listen, I'm sorry for going away.

Push off, love, or we'll be all bleeding night.

Well, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Look to hell with the intro. I'll dub it on later.

Cue the counsellor.

If you don't mind, I'm a little late at the moment, so can we do this on the

way? Yes, fine.

Morning,

Mrs. Sefton.

I've got another package of you.

I'm just wrapping it. Come in and give me a hand.

I've got a few calls to do today, Mrs Session. I'm a bit behind, like...

Hold the end.

Put your finger on the spot.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's all right.

The kettle's boiling, Mrs. Sefton.

I'll be all, dear.

I'll be all.

As far as I'm concerned, architectural conservation will always be a top

priority. Now, if you don't mind, I really must dash.

Um, Castle, could we continue this later?

Well, the only spare time I had was dinner. Right.

construction want to put up an office block on Fish Wharf Road.

Wheeler Enterprises are seeking to purchase two acres of the old recreation

ground.

Lafferty Sporting Club have applied to convert Milton Manor into a casino.

And the new proprietor of the coaching in, Mr. H.

Crawford, would like to build on an extension.

The plans are in order, Chairman.

And I think that a small leisure centre in Harbourn could be a very good thing

for the community as a whole.

I recommend he submit his plans for formal approval.

May I ask the councillor if he met the applicant whilst he was on holiday in

Sardinia? Dawson, subtlety isn't one of your strong points.

If you've got something to say, say it. All right, now, you two. We're talking

about this chap Crawford.

All agreed to let him submit for formal approval.

Right. Next.

Well, the casino's a good idea. It'll bring money and jobs to the area.

Yes, well, I don't agree.

Where there's gaming, there's always trouble.

We've already got one casino.

I don't see that two are going to improve the quality of life around here.

I second that, John.

I don't know how the others feel.

Application denied.

Morning. Don't give me Mrs Defter no more rides.

I'm never going back there. She's a nutcase.

She practically cut me finger off.

Where's your walkman?

I'll buy another.

Texas Rangers.

Oh, hello, Mrs Sefton.

He left what with you?

His Walkman.

Oh, I'm sure he'll be along to collect it right away.

Yes, I'll tell him.

Bye.

You old devil.

Leaving us as an excuse to go back, were you?

Oh, didn't leave it on purpose. She'd just be confused.

Messing with the customers.

If you was a doctor, you'd be struck off.

Leave it out, Deb. I'm getting mad.

You get what you want?

Fine, thanks.

Oh, come on, Linda.

What do you mean?

Don't hustle her, hustle her.

I don't understand.

Profiles on local council.

You've got to be joking.

I wondered it'd turn off in drones.

Where'd you get that lovely tan?

Sardinia. Who paid for it?

That's better.

Okay, gloves off.

To hell with the market of Queensbury rules.

It's the way I like it.

Tell me, Councillor Petherbridge, how do you reply to charges that bribery and

corruption are right within the planning committee of the Ransom camp?

So, you're...

Denying that you take backhanders, are you? Look, Linda.

Everybody accepts gifts or hospitality from a business acquaintance.

I do, and I'm certain that you do.

But I never let it cloud my judgment, and I never promise anything in return.

If I approve a project, I support it in commitment.

If I don't, I don't.

So, you're not on the take, and I haven't got a story.

Well, I didn't say that.

What are you saying?

There is a story about it, yeah.

A good one.

Hello?

Why don't you, uh, turn into the driver?

Yeah.

Okay.

the story, right?

Just saying thank you for dinner.

You know, I admire your program.

It's tough, but fair.

Well, we try to keep it balanced.

And how's your balance at this moment?

I'm healthy.

Can I ask you a question?

What?

How do you feel about breakfast?

Now I can understand why you're in planning.

You stay?

For me or the program?

I just wanted to see how far you'd go to get a story.

You bartered.

You assume for the price of a meal you can ask me if I'm a crook.

And I suppose you assume that I won't be offended.

That's just the kind of arrogance in your profession that I detest.

Right. I've offended you. You've offended me.

One and all.

Do you want to go no extra time?

There is no story about my job. Not the kind of story you're after, anyway.

Since you're here, you're welcome to stay the night.

I'm going to nail you, Petherbridge.

No one does that to me.

Right. OK, thank you. Bye.

The package, 46 Charlton Street.

They'll tell you where to go.

Is that Snooper again?

Morning. Mind if I ask you what you're doing?

My name is Warren.

I'm the environmental health officer.

Health? Why, what's up?

We've got one of them platinum lakes.

Plutonium, sir.

No, this is a decibel meter.

Go on.

A what?

It measures the volume of sound.

What are you doing waving it around here for?

It's been a complaint.

About the noise made by these motorbikes. Complaint? Who complained?

Finished.

Hello. Texas Rangers.

Yeah, that's right.

Here.

You should cover the cost.

Oh, and get his signature.

Yeah, go on.

Hey,

you got the bros at Jingle Jangle?

Hardly.

Hello, special delivery.

Mr. Featherbridge?

Yeah.

What is it?

I don't know, mate.

It's down here.

Excuse me, sir. Yeah? We have a warrant to examine the film. Thank you, pal.

Hey, what's going on?

I'm sorry, sir, but we believe these magazines to be obscene.

But they're nothing to do with me.

According to this letter, please find as requested the titles which you ordered

for distribution in the Birmingham area.

I must warn you, sir, that distributing this kind of material isn't a thing.

Yeah, but I don't distribute it. I didn't even ask for it. I think we

sort this down at the station, sir.

You too.

Oh, come on, mate. I only delivered the stuff.

Deliver anything else, do you? What are you saying? You follow all your nicks.

Are you still here?

Where have you been?

I've been what they call unavoidably detained.

Well, couldn't you have phoned in or something?

What are you looking for?

That last job I went on.

Yeah, what about it?

Well, did they give their names?

No, just 46 Charlton Street.

Why? Why? Because I've just spent the last two hours in the neck.

Following that, her children were taken into care.

she has learnt that the firm that she has worked for for the past five years

just gone bankrupt.

Now, Mr Singer, how do you feel about this?

Oh, terrific.

Harry,

yes or no, did you put that noise abatement mob onto me?

In what?

That means yes.

Whenever you go deaf, you did it.

I did nothing of the sort. Hey, hey, hey, come back here and stop being such

twit. Look, somebody's shocked us.

I mean, there's been a bloke round there all week counting decibels.

We're muckers. Would I do a thing like that?

And what's more, the law virtually accused me of running dirty books.

It was confirmed earlier... What? ...that James Petherbridge, a member of

Ransley Council, is helping police with their inquiries into the seizure of

pornographic material that was taken from his home today.

Councillor Petherbridge was unavailable for comment, but his solicitor has

stated that he has a complete...

I just shelled out 90 quid for lunch on that bloke.

90 quid? Why?

I was hoping he'd push the plans from his leisure centre through his

What a fat chance now.

Guess who delivered his pornographic material?

Oh, no, they ain't got you at all.

Yeah, they reckon I'm involved.

I think he was stitched up.

Petherbridge? Yeah, the cop has arrived just on cue, as I was adding that

package over.

Why do you think like that? I don't know, Harry, but I've got to find out.

Otherwise the Texas Rangers will have to ride off into the sunset of the nearest

crown court.

Night, Linda. Night.

Nice show tonight, Linda.

Oh, thanks, Jack.

Jack. Yep.

Um, about Petherbridge.

What about him?

Oh, terrific story there.

It's subdued to see we can't touch it.

I'm not talking pornography.

What are you talking about?

Corruption. You're denying that you take back answers, are you?

Everybody accepts gifts or hospitality from business acquaintances.

I do.

Rumours are true. He's on the take.

The porno thing will kill him. I'd bother with it.

Why?

Because, damn it, it's a story.

We're a piddling little local news magazine.

This isn't hold -the -front -page territory. We haven't got the resources

time. Let it go.

Let it go?

I'm handing you TV Editor of the Year award and you're just standing there.

What's the poor sod ever done to you?

Hmm?

Why are you gunning for him?

It's in the public interest.

Not this time.

Councillor Dawson?

Yes? Linda West, Central, Middle and New.

Oh, yes, of course. How do you do?

Hello. There'll be a statement issued to the press, of course.

A statement?

Councillor Petherbridge is on leave at present.

Well, in the circumstances.

Yes. Look, have you got a minute?

By all means.

We're doing a piece on local council.

I see.

In particular, the pressure they're often under to...

Make certain decisions?

Bribery, you mean.

Well, I wasn't going to use such an emotive word. Why not? It happens.

I'll be glad to talk to you, Miss West.

Fine.

Did you get your walkman back, did you?

Shut up about the walkman.

Texas Rangers.

Yeah.

Right. OK, thanks a lot. Bye.

Bye.

Garden Centre, Rundle Road.

They'll tell you where to go.

Are you meditating or something?

Where would you go if you wanted to get pornography?

I mean the hard stuff.

Down to that now, are we, Mr Boone?

Oh, come on, leave it out, Debbie.

I find that stuff pathetic.

Well, when I first come to Brum, I met this photographer.

Said he'd get me a job as a model. Me.

But when you're broke like, you believe anything, don't you?

Yeah, so what happened?

Well, he shunted me round.

When I realised it wasn't Vogue these wallies I had in mind, I liked it.

What wallies?

There was a fella called McGregor.

Owned a bookstore out in Handsworth.

And another one called... Flitch or Flutch. A big faff fella.

He's got a laundress as a front in Shirley.

I don't know if they're still in business, but you could try them for

Yeah, come on, what were the names?

You want to watch yourself? They're not exactly in a blight in this lot, you

know.

Rocky, people are going to think you're following me.

Oh, uh, hello, Mrs. Sefton. You never picked up your Walkman, did you?

Um, well, I've been a bit busy -like. Well, go and fetch it now. Come along.

Look, I've got a package to pick up.

I know, dear.

Me. You?

But how can I... I've got on more pillions than you've had our dinner.

Now, home, James, and don't spare the free feed.

Thank you.

All right.

Quote me and I'll deny everything.

Trust me.

There's no proof against Petherbridge.

If there were, it'd have been fact long ago.

Mr. Dawson?

Don't worry, leave it to me.

I'll find the proof.

You've got a great smile.

But what do we know about this boy?

Margaret, I've met a lot of kids who go to Eton. I wouldn't trust our canary

with. Who's his family?

Well, don't you think we ought to find out before we chuck our daughter at him?

She's not thinking of getting married before she takes her A -levels, is she?

Margaret, talk to her.

She's got to take her A -levels first.

I don't care what she says.

She's not pregnant, is she?

Girls on the pill do get pregnant.

They do, Margaret.

Girls still do. They forget to take their pill.

Well, ask her.

What do you want, Squirt?

Mr Tiltow.

Perhaps? Can I have a quick word with you, sir?

How did you get in here?

You own a magazine called Young Flash.

No. Sounds disgusting.

Well, I was led to believe that you had connections in the trade.

Me?

I'm a respectable businessman.

Oh, yeah, I can see that.

I'm only using these premises while my suite, the Grand, is being refurbished.

Yeah, I just wanted to make him. I was a subscriber. You know, it's a bit of a

lark, just a joke. Know what I mean?

What's his name?

Heatherbridge.

I don't know anything about this magazine of yours.

And what's more, I don't want to know anything about it.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry, mate. I obviously got misinformed.

Chappie Motorcycle Clobber just left.

Follow him.

Find out what he's up to.

Monica?

Thank you.

Don't you find me even a little bit attractive?

Well, the thing is, Mrs Sefton... It's Heather.

The thing is, I'm already spoken for.

I'm only after a break from the garden.

A woman doesn't live by azaleas alone, you know.

I know, Mrs Sefton, um, Heather.

But, see, the person that I'm with... I shan't tell her, Rocky, if that's what

you're worried about.

It's not a she.

What?

It's not a she.

His name's Nigel.

He's a chartered accountant.

I met him playing darts.

He wants to get engaged, but I don't want to rush anything like...

Um,

well, thanks for the, um... this.

Who am I supposed to be? Sorry?

You've got me, Nick.

Talking to me? You and your porn.

Come off it, love. Remember, 46 Carton Road. I think you've got the wrong

person, lovey.

I'm not the biggest judge here, but you'll drive with him without.

Hello, Dad.

Hello.

How's she been, then?

Fine, fine.

Hello, sweetheart.

James Petheridge.

Oh, James, it's Harry Crawford here.

I don't think I'm going to be much help to you. No, I do understand, but it's

about my planning committee application.

Look, Henry, there's nothing I can do for you. I see.

We should talk. I'll tell you when. Oh.

Well, if you think it'll do any good.

I mean, we both will.

Tomorrow at ten, then.

Oh, and by the way, it's Harry.

Not Henry.

Harry.

Ken? Got a minute, have you?

I'm sorry, Henry.

Harry. You'll have to make another application for your extension.

Why?

It's a bloke called Dawson.

He doesn't like me.

Which means that everything I've okayed will be rejected.

It's the way it goes.

You're pretty good.

Used to play for not seconds back in the Punic Wars.

Could have been something, Charlie.

Could have been a contender.

It's a little bummer. Listen, I found your porn man.

His name's Sillitoe.

That girl who gave him the magazine, she works for him.

But who put him up to it, eh?

Who hates you enough to go to all that bother?

Well, it could have been somebody who failed to get an application through the

committee.

Or who thought a Christmas present was enough.

Christmas present? Or an expensive lunch.

Or tickets to the test match.

You could go national on this one, Jack.

Like the old Bailey.

Well, it's either us or a phone call to Private Eye.

Well, there's the phone.

They'll run it like they're around Coulson.

Make sure they spell your name right.

No, Jack.

I'll make sure they spell your name right.

Especially when I get to the bit where it says the local TV company tried to

suppress the story.

All right.

All I can say is, Linda, you'd better have smoking gun proof, or the next

research you're going to be on will be prison catering.

Here, what do you want?

A bit of help.

You won't say anything about his fix on the model?

No. Of course not.

Here, come on. Hop on. I'll give you a lift.

So that's Friday the 14th, 8 for 8 .30.

What are you going to wear? Yes.

Well, I thought I'd wear my Prince of Wales check, a plain shirt.

Yves Saint Laurent tie.

Pale grey.

No, Marguerite, I will not look like a bookmaker.

Well, I think you will.

The only thing that troubles me is, why are they so keen that their son should

marry our daughter? Are you sure that they are the couple with the estate in

Sussex? Well, you can ask them yourself.

Marguerite?

Thank you.

Thank you.

R. Farmer.

You what?

R. Farmer.

Silly time I met someone called R. Farmer on the 15th and the 8th.

Who is he?

There's a bloke called Roy Farmer who worked for Lafferty's sporting club.

He was there to fix it.

Then?

He organised everything.

Like hotels.

When I went off on that binge that Lafferty'd organised.

On the Costa Sera.

They built a hotel down there. They invited me down for the opening.

So they did want something.

I didn't realise it then, but they were after a casino.

They applied to the committee, but we turned them down.

So they didn't get their casino, and now they're out to get you.

The 8th was the day after they heard that the committee had rejected their

application.

The 15th was the day I was picked up by the police.

Well, assuming you're telling the truth, you may be the world's biggest prat.

But you certainly haven't committed a crime.

Hello?

Yes, Mr Petherbridge.

It's true, we are looking into the planning committee, yes.

But your record will be examined like all the others.

An interview?

Well, I mean... Yes, well, we certainly will need an interview with a local

councillor.

There's the question of the allegations, of course.

What?

The interviewer?

Yes, well, it would be her as she's been covering the story.

Good, fine. Be in touch then.

I'll kill him.

I don't think he's up to something.

No way he hasn't got the nabs.

Take your time. Check your facts.

Be careful.

So it was you, was it?

Yeah, I enjoy reading other people's diaries.

You've got a lot of famous clients, haven't you, Spock?

What is it you want from me? What I want from you is information about one Roy

Farmer who works for Lafferty Sports Club.

If I don't happen to remember anything?

Well, perhaps you ought to talk about your daughter.

At the Gilbert College for Young Ladies.

Uses your wife's maiden name. It's all there, mate, in your diary.

Now, think of the headmistress when she learns a little Marianne Foster has a

daddy who works in a place like this.

What do you want to know about Roy Farmer?

Miss West?

Yes?

My name's Boone. Kim Boone.

Well?

I understand you're going to do an interview with Councillor Petherbridge.

Yes, why?

About bribery on the council.

Look, if you've got something to say, say it. The thing is, he just passed

planning permission for an extension on the hotel, and it's going to put me out

of business.

So what?

The thing is, he wouldn't have done it if he hadn't been bribed by the owner of

the hotel.

The name again? It was Ken, wasn't it?

Ken Boone? Yeah.

Right.

Now, what I want to know, Ken, is if you have this proof, and if you'd be

willing to appear on television to give this proof.

Yeah. Great.

Good evening, Tony.

Um, you last minute changes, but not too many of them.

Hi, Chris.

Hello, Linda.

Are you?

Hello,

Barry. Hi.

What?

We'd better cut 3A, then.

Fine, we'll have to lose 3A.

15 seconds to 1A.

10 seconds, 9, 8, 7, VPR, run title, 4,

3.

Good evening. We start tonight with a report from Linda West.

Thank you, Barry.

If you or I wish to build an extension to our homes or even a new factory or

office block, we would have to apply for permission to the planning committee of

our local council.

Now, clearly, this committee will have a great deal of power.

He's not there just to save you, Debbie.

He hasn't been on yet. Not yet, no, not yet.

Good

evening.

Would you agree that accusations have been made concerning the committee of

which you are a member?

Well, I don't think there's a council in the country that hasn't been accused of

corruption at some time or another.

Politics can be a dishonest business.

Ah, you mean politicians take bribes?

No, I didn't say that.

Well, have you, for example, ever been offered a holiday abroad, all expenses

paid, if you were to approve a proposal?

No.

No?

Permit me to say, Councillor, that you have a considerable tan, and after our

latest summer, I doubt if you got that here.

No, I recently spent a week in Sardinia.

Would you mind saying whether the holiday in Sardinia was paid for by you

by someone else?

Councillor Pettibish?

Look, I'd just like to make one thing very clear. I have never promised

to anybody.

Irrespective of whether they send me a Christmas present or a holiday booking.

Was the Sardinia holiday paid for by you or someone else, Councillor?

Well, it wasn't exactly a holiday.

Thank you, Councillor Petherbridge.

After the break, I'll be talking to someone who has a very different story

tell, so stay with us.

Hello, and welcome back.

You have recently suffered... I can't do it!

..by the Ransley Planning Committee, haven't you?

Well, the fact is I rent an office in one of the outbuildings at the Cochin

Now, Mr Harry Crawford, the owner, has told me that he's got planning

to make an extension, which means knocking down the old stable block.

Is that mean Texas Rangers will be closing down and I'll be out of a job?

Shut up, Rocky!

Did your old friend Harry Crawford...

Offer Councillor Petherbridge an inducement to pass this extension

Mr Boone?

An inducement?

Well, for example, say, a holiday on the Costa Smeralda in Sardinia.

Where?

Now, Mr Boone, you told me that the owner of the coaching inn had paid for

councillor to go to Sardinia for a week. No, Sardinia's something else.

That was just a lunch, you know, returning hospitality, that's all.

If you want to know about the Mediterranean Aussie, ask him.

A Lafferty sporting club were opening a hotel in Sardinia and they invited me

down for their launch party.

I returned to England to discover that Lafferty had applied to convert Milton

Manor into a casino.

Now, you can read what you like into this invitation to Sardinia, but the

are and the records show that I voted against the casino.

A week later, I was accused of distributing pornographic material.

Now, let me read you this letter.

It's signed by the managing director of Lafferty Sporting Club.

It has come to my notice that one of our employees, a Mr Roy Farmer, perpetrated

an embarrassing and humiliating practical joke upon your good self

indecent material.

I should like unreservedly to apologise for the incident and state that Mr

Farmer has been dismissed from this company.

Yours sincerely, et cetera, et cetera.

The police have been informed and they've dropped their inquiries.

I think I should take this opportunity, Miss West, to thank you for allowing me

to bring this matter to light on your programme.

In fact, I think I owe you lunch.

Yes, well, thank you, Councillor Petherbridge.

Ten seconds off air.

Take in G and Q grams.

She got shafted.

I always did believe in you, Fairy Godmother.

I think we both could all come up and save this business, don't you?

Yes, well, you didn't have five million viewers watching yours.

Hey, it's not that bad.

Things will work out for you.

Let's hope the programme editor sees it that way.

I'm sure he will.

Well, I fancy a drink.

Who's playing?

Well, I think we should go Dutch, don't you?

aren't accepted, whatever that means.

Well, well.

At least the counts are on our side.

Oi!

You've been greasing your friend's palm or something.

Who? What's his name? Pederbridge.

Oh, listen, he's your friend, Harry. I mean, you spent 90 quid on lunch with

him, didn't you? What do you say about the price of leisure?

Yes, well, you're right there, mate.

It seems there's a preservation order on that old shack.

What?

You mean that old shack has a listed building?

Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say that, Ken.

But since I can't build me sauna and me gym without knocking it down, it

means... It means, mate, I kick my office right where it is, eh? Yeah.

Come on, I'll buy you lunch.

Down at Chippy's.

Texas Rangers, Texas toughest men.

The Texas Rangers, there they ride again.

They ride in thunder.

They ride in rain.

It makes one wonder if they feel no pain.

They never falter. They never fail.

They hang their halter on a rusty nail.

Texas Rangers, Texas toughest men.

Texas Rangers, there they ride again.

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