All language subtitles for Boon s04e05 Arms And The Dog

Sometimes I said, yeah, feeling alone

No one to talk to, I got no telephone

Here we are.

Diet sheet, exercise regime, and a
check.

Fine.

And I've included the delivery address
for the cup tomorrow.

No problem.

There will be a 24 -hour guard, won't
there?

Absolutely, Mr. Hancock.

I'm putting my best man on it.

Answers to the name of Rocky.

Because there are plenty of folk who'd
like to see her knobbled, you know.

Don't you worry.

Tinkerbell couldn't be in safer hands.

Why don't you just give me the money?
You'll finish what you started just for

once in your life. You've got no idea.

I've got every idea. I've got every
idea. Yeah, sure, you think you're God.

was in the army too, you know. In
Nigeria, in a black regiment.

It makes no difference. It makes every
difference. It makes every bloody

difference. I'm not interested.

You've got 18 months to run. You'll see
it through.

You'll finish what you started in this
life or you ain't nobody.

I'm not going back.

Don't be such a complete child. I'm
telling you I'm not going back.

Not without the money to buy me out, I'm
not. I'm not dying to. I ain't giving

you the money.

Okay.

Sir, you're going back. No.

You leave this house now and I'll
telephone the military. You do what you

like.

Goodbye, my lovely.

I hate to leave her.

Remember, it's very important that she
gets this stuff.

And you must note it down if she's
feeling hungry.

And the colour of her stools.

Yeah, yeah, all right, don't worry.

You take care of yourselves now, do you
hear me?

Ah, Miss Hancock, all settled in, is
she?

Excuse me.

Ken, Laura found.

You've got a job in town. Urgent, she
said. Cheers, Harry. You doing anything

the next couple of hours? Yeah, well, I
was going to... Thank you. What? Eh?

Can I take this?

No. Take this one.

What weight is he?

He's a heavyweight.

And what about girlfriends?

Good -looking fella.

He has a girlfriend, but he won't be
there now.

Well, I'm going to need some kind of a
lead, Mr. Fuchs.

Well, there's the boxing club where he
used to train, but they say they haven't

seen him in six months.

I tried all these places, Mr Boone. This
is why I've come to you.

Yeah, well, I'm very flattered, but I'm
no miracle man.

I just wanted to find him before the
military police.

Persuade him to go back of his own
accord.

Yeah, well, I'll do what I can.

Don't worry.

I'll be in touch.

Rocky, our cards aren't busy. Rocky!

Petal, cherub, retard.

Nobody's supposed to know we're holding
this dog.

So can't you be just a little bit more
discreet? No one told me.

Yes, well, now you know.

Come on.

Peter Mawson.

We'll understand you're a private
investigator.

That's right.

Well, if you're private, we'd better go
upstairs.

Fit for the

ladder? Yeah, not fit.

Oh, bloody hell. What is it? A rope in
the nose, isn't it? Gee, gee.

What is it?

Mr. Marrow.

Well, I don't think he's very well.

Oh, no. It's big stuff, apparently.

Really makes them go.

You know, greyhound.

You're a blimey, can't you?

No, I'm not.

I'm very sorry about this, Mr. Thurman.

I've always been very fond of Benjamin.

I'm very surprised as well.

And then here only the other day,
helping out with some of the younger

He seemed perfectly happy, never made
any mention of it wanting to leave the

army. Got any idea where he might have
gone?

Well, I wouldn't have thought he would
have hung around, would you?

Not if he's done a runner.

Well, his father and I don't think he's
going to go very far.

Oh, really?

Well, he needs the money to buy himself
out.

I'm surprised he hasn't come to me.

So am I.

And that's why I think that he must have
left town.

Such a shame, eh?

Wait for wait, that lad had the hardest
punch of anybody that's come through

this gym.

And that includes a couple of pros.

You know he won the Midlands under -17s
before he turned 15, eh?

And he was doing very well in the army.
Only 21, he already had fights with some

of these Eastern European boys. It's a
shame.

Wish I could help.

Well, if he does get in touch, he will
give me a ring, won't he?

Of course.

But as I say, if he has done a runner,
this will be the last place he'll show

up.

OK?

So what are you going to do now?

I suppose I'll check out a few of your
school friends.

They wasn't close to anyone, apparently.

Not to my knowledge.

Bit of a load on our Ben.

OK. Thanks very much, mate. No problem,
Mr Boone.

Mind the ladder.

Hi. Alison Carter?

That's right.

I'm Ken Boone. I'm a private
investigator.

I was looking for Ben Foote.

Ben? Why?

Well, do you know where he might be? I'm
sorry, I haven't seen him. I didn't

want to talk to him, though.

Is Ben's dad paying you?

Well, he is concerned.

Is he, yeah? No, I haven't seen him.

Look, we had a row.

I haven't seen him for three days, OK?

You're not trying to hide him, are you?

Get lost!

Excuse me, look, I'm sorry.

Can you get him to give me a ring?

I'm sorry I upset you.

I'm trying to help you.

I'll kill him.

Who? My father. Who do you think?

Me. But he won't give me any money, but
he pays for a bloody private detective

department.

Yeah, well, that's fate for you, eh?

You're good fortune and mine, mate.

Yeah, of course he'll keep his mouth
shut.

Just going out, are you OK?

What? Where?

Just out.

What are those keys?

My dad's boat.

You stole them? I borrowed them.

Ben? Ben, what are you going to do? I'll
tell you later.

Tell me now. No.

You're not going to do anything stupid,
Ben.

Ben, when will you be back?

Later. I don't know.

Tomorrow.

Good morning.

Larry! Don't touch it! Don't bite!

It's the third time I put it down in
front of her and all.

Throw it away.

Yeah.

Give me some goulash.

Excuse me.

Yes?

I don't suppose someone could help me
with some boxes, could they?

Yes, certainly.

Yeah, okay, love. Right. Thanks very
much for your help. Bye.

Well, who haven't we tried?

No, that's the lot.

That's definitely the lot.

That's five no answers, four moved away,
two classmates never heard of him, five

blanks, and three who would like to be
more helpful.

And the loony.

And the loony. So much for his school.

So, now, where do we look?

It's the wine, you see.

They said it had to go straight into the
cellar.

Rather a lot of them, I'm afraid.

Rocky?

Oh.

Oh, God.

Clever, you know.

Just can't get the stuff these days, you
know.

So, why do you want to talk to me now?

I'm worried.

Ben's left the house.

Worried?

Look, he really wants the money, you
know. He's desperate.

I'm really scared he might do something
crazy.

Like what?

I don't know.

Oh, come on.

He took the keys to his dad's boat.

Well, his dad's got this boat.

Ben wanted him to sell it to get the
money.

I'm really scared he might try and take
it out on him.

Aren't his dad?

Yeah.

Right, go back home now. When you see
him, get him to call me right now.

Because his time is fast running out.

That's it. Pull me back.

What's all this?

It's all right.

What wine? Wine was delivered last
Thursday. Oh, tell that to my lumber

Well, that's what the girl said.

What girl?

Oh, I thought I knew about wine. I don't
think I know this vintage.

Oh, bloody hell.

The bell.

Pardon?

A nectar.

A bloody nectar!

Yeah, Ken's gonna kill you, Harry.

Cheers, Rocky.

You didn't happen to get the number,
Blake, did you?

F -1 -1 -0 -G -R -B.

Or... It could have been 101.

Ken. You found Ben yet? No.

I know about the greyhound being stolen.

Not that, Ken.

Is it the two policemen waiting for you?

Sergeant Hatchard and Wilson.

Afternoon.

Oh, Ken Boone.

What can I do for you?

We're looking for a man by the name of
Benjamin Fuchs.

Huh. Joined the club.

We were informed you might know of his
whereabouts.

Finally, I did.

Who told you that?

The man's father.

The military police have been in contact
with us today, asking us to keep an eye

out for them.

The son, that is.

Apparently he's been on leave and hasn't
reported back.

I didn't think the army let you lot in
on things like that.

They wondered if we'd gotten banged up
drunk in a cell, but we're not

in folks going AWOL.

That's the military's business.

We've just been putting two and two
together.

Well, you've lost me, mate.

Yesterday there was a robbery done at
the quarry.

Apart from some petty cash.

Out of the men's jackets, a small case
of P .E. has gone missing.

Did you know Fuchs was trained in
demolition, Mr Boone?

No, I didn't.

Naturally, we have a particular interest
in asking him a few questions.

Wait a minute. What's P .E.? Plastic
explosive.

You haven't seen him?

Not for days, officer. Now, I'm sorry.

If he calls by, I'll tell him to get in
touch. Don't you worry.

Where are you from, officer?

Sarville. Yes, sir.

Oh, well, yes. Up the valley, New Milne.

I used to know the minister from there.

Mr. Killick.

No, Reverend T. Allen.

Must be the other end of the town.

Yeah, we were before your time.

So what's all this about, officer?

Just a bit quiet. Nothing serious.

Tell them if you see him, will you?

Much obliged.

You won't find her in there, Rocky.

I still can't believe it.

You've told Hancock, I take it.

Can't have rung a dozen times. I've got
no answer.

Well, we've got to find her by tonight.
Otherwise, Rocky takes Tinkerbell's

place. Oi, oi, it's not just my fault,
you know.

Right, you can be the front half, and
you... To be the rear.

Say it was your son.

My son?

Well, he's not exactly likely to join
the army in the first place.

Don't blame him.

Oh, I don't know, Kit.

I mean, I suppose I'd give him the
money, whatever, if he was that

Exactly.

What do you think he'll do?

I don't know.

Something stupid.

It's all so bloody silly, all he's done
is change his mind.

I mean, that's not a crime, is it?

They won't let him.

So he could do something criminal.

Yeah.

Does his father really understand what's
at stake?

Yeah.

He's just a stubborn old sod.

Well, can't you talk him round?

Well,

that's not what I'm being paid for.

Well, what about the girl?

Now, she's the only one who understands,
then. Couldn't she help?

I paid you to find Benjamin, not to give
me a lecture, Mr. Boone.

And I don't need you telling me of any
obligations.

I'm not giving the boy the money.

If he wants to do something stupid, it's
up to him. He's 21.

The boy must learn to find his own way
in this life.

I appreciate that, but there's no point
making the situation worse than it is,

is there? So find him!

If you just lent him the money... I
haven't got it. Oh, sure. As well as

car. You've got a boat sitting on the
river. He only wants to borrow a

quid. My girl, now you listen to me.

That boat and this car are not mine. I
have not paid for one -tenth of them.

I'm 53 years old.

I spent 30 years working on the tracks.

Lost my wife.

And my son dislikes me. I have no
family. So I would like to have

make my life worth the energy. You know
what I mean?

What money I have, I have given to you
to find Benjamin. So I'd appreciate it

you'd do just that, okay?

I am trying, Mr. Foulkes. The trouble is
to get to him before the police don't.

If Benjamin has become like this, it's
not my fault. It is that man to blame.

Who, Morton?

That's the man's name.

He can see money in Benjamin. He always
has done.

The two of them are like... He treats
him like... like a son.

He's a bad influence.

I've just seen Morton. He hasn't seen
him for days.

Then he's lying.

Why? I am paying you for the answers. If
Benjamin is in trouble, it's because of

Morton. Look, could it be you've got it
in for Morton because he's kind of taken

your place with Ben?

I'm not a jealous man.

No.

I'll come back to you.

Your money won't be wasted.

I'll take you down to the gym.

Any luck?

No, no.

On to the next place, then.

Desperate, this is desperate.

I'm practically a middle -aged man and
I'm moving about a place like Annabelle

Royce. Annabelle, cross.

What?

Now look at this. What?

Oh, don't rub it in, Rocky. It's bad
enough.

Yeah, race meeting, 7 .30. Oh, no, oh,
no.

Yeah, one o 'clock onwards, all
afternoon, charity meeting.

So what? Well, the thieves would
probably be there, wouldn't they?

I mean, if they're into greyhounds,
they'd probably be there, wouldn't they?

Wouldn't they?

Rocky, whoever said you were stupid, I
don't know who said I was stupid,

you're not. You're a brilliant young
man.

I know. I know I'm not stupid.

I have flashes.

All my teachers said I have flashes.

What's that, then?

F -1 -0 -G -R -B. I told you!

It's got a dog rail!

Right, well, have a look around, then,
eh?

Excuse me, have you ever seen one about
this idea?

As for the name of Tinkerbell?

Don't wind me up.

I'm not winding you up, mate.

She's a little, what, she's a beige.

And she looks like, she's a pussy eater.

Look!

Be ridiculous!

Are they following us?

It appears so.

Give them a run with their money.

Well, come on then.

Come on, Harry. You're not on your test.

Just turn round.

Just turn the car around.

Friends, come. This is stupid.

One for Ken, I reckon, don't you?

Definitely.

Who are you?

Ken Boone.

Private investigator.

What about you?

Military police.

Listen, let's talk.

Come round.

Sorry about that.

Understandable mistake.

Not at all.

If books does get in touch, you get any
word.

You'll let us know, eh?

Absolutely. You know if I'd seen him,
I'd tell you. I know, but you can't be

sure. My apologies.

Oh, by the way, you were right.

Reverend Allen was the minister at
Darville.

Mr Killock was from Galston.

Hiding somewhere in the club?

What? You're telling me you didn't know
he was here?

I had no idea.

Come on, be serious.

What do you mean?

You leave here with a young kid, a dead
ringer for Boots, draw the police up

because they're watching the club, Boots
does a runner out the back. Who are you

kidding? I don't think I like your tone,
Mr. Boots. Are you calling me a liar?

Yes.

Basically, I am.

Get him!

Just tell Ben, get in touch.

All yours, boys.

Good luck.

Thanks very much.

Thanks.

So what did the MP say?

Not a lot.

Their main concern seemed to be to get
him back to the barrack and some

regimental box he had.

I told you about those stairs, Mary.

We don't think about them. At least we
know how much it is.

What's up? Are we going to be pleased?

It's just a bloody great job. I'm a
gardener. That's all.

Yeah, great.

Look, Hancock's cheque.

Yeah, what about it?

It's dated 1999.

Look, I'm sorry, I only just noticed.

Bloody hell, you're right.

Sneaky little bugger.

What's going on? Well, you tell me.

It's obviously why he vanished.

Look, we got Tinkerbell's address and
telephone number going from the post

office. Dirty great mansion.

Good boy.

Right, let's give him a ring. Might as
well appear civilised.

Oh, just a virgin for me, please. Eh?

Oh, yeah.

Um... No drinking on the job, eh? Very
good. Yes, do have a smoked almond.

They're awfully good.

We're not here to talk about canopies,
Mr. Hipke.

No, indeed not.

Well, I think I can satisfy your
curiosity.

You suspect I stole Tinkerbell.

Well, how could I steal her when she's
mine in the first place?

But why all this elaborate caper? Why
don't you come to me? Call the police.

Last thing I wanted was an in -depth
investigation.

Tinkerbell involved in a tug of love.
Besides, if word had got out that she'd

been snatched, she may have been pulled
out of tonight's race.

Dope. Dog nobbling, any funny business,
the dog's disqualified.

I'm sure I can rely on you to keep all
this quiet.

You wouldn't want to be sued for dog
napping, would you?

How did you know where to find the dog?
Oh, I just followed our friend Hancock.

He and I are old chums.

It's a long story. I suggest you ask
him.

Yeah, we will.

The only thing that surprises me is that
he could afford to employ people like

yourselves. He's had rather a downturn
in fortunes these past few months.

What was all that about?

It's definitely some joke we're not in
on.

That I do know.

You know, Ken, I wish I could get my
hand on friend Hancock.

I don't like people palming us off for
dirt checks.

It's disrespectful, mate.

It's worse than that.

It's bloody expensive.

Here, you got a map of Nottingham? Shows
the canals.

Yeah, there's one in the bluff box
there.

Ben? I want to work with you.

You can have as many as you want, mate.
Why the police on my back? Is that your

doing? Oh, come on. I'm on your side.

Can you get my note?

OK.

So?

They reckon you nicked some explosives
from that quarry.

It's all right. You're off the hook.

They got somebody for it.

Oh, great.

You better come up with a bloody good
excuse to give those MPs running away.

You don't seem to have got the picture
yet, Mr Boone.

I'm not going back.

Not without the money, I'm not.

Why don't you just phone your father?

Come on. No way.

Look, God, just talk to him. No!

Not again.

I've sold the car.

No.

300 quid?

What's the point of having 300, Alison?

It's a start.

Look, I'm getting the money tonight.

How?

How, Ben?

Not with Morton.

You said you weren't going to get
involved in all that.

I'll be fine.

He hasn't got a chance.

You sound like you want them to get
away.

Well, you know, the underdog and all
that.

Talking of which,

the Parker Cup, about now.

Tinkerbell.

Tinkerbell.

Well, we're just going over to the
Parker Cup, where I don't think there'll

any surprises.

We all know who the hot favourite is.

Well, Noah.

Well, I think I know where he is, but...
Yeah, OK, well, if it's that urgent,

he's over at Woodcote Park.

Obviously, I'm very proud of her, but if
I were to put it down to anything, it

would definitely be Diet. He'd greyhound
like a racing car.

It'd be the best -designed machine in
the world. If it hasn't got the right

fuel, it just isn't worth racing.

Tinkerbell is fed exclusively on Mr
Marrow.

Rubbish!

Rubbish! He'd like the stuff.

I think we proved that tonight.

Rookie? Oh, no, I was just on my way
out.

You know, I took a wrong turn in... Have
you seen Harry and Ken?

One minute they were here and then there
was a phone call and they shot out like

startled rabbits.

Oh, right.

Well, see you later then.

Illegal boxing?

You mean your boyfriend's fighting for
money? How much?

A thousand if he wins.

If he gets 250 parents' money, that's
about all I know.

If he gave me a word, he wouldn't call
the police.

Yeah, I know, but is Morton involved?

Yeah. You know, this sort of thing isn't
exactly going to be open to the public,

is it? Well, it's invitation only. A
handful of people are in on it. They

tickets to their friends.

Yeah.

So how are we going to get in?

And what do you expect us to do for Ben,
eh? Go in there, tell him to stop?

Look, the other guy's an American
professional.

I don't want Ben to get himself killed.

Sam, I hope you've got some good ideas,
mate. So do I.

Ah.

The ever -vigilant security guard.

Oh.

Hey, I wonder if you could help me.

Oh? It's this Tinkerbell business, you
see.

Well, if my boss doesn't get paid, well,
I don't get paid.

You ought to choose who you work for
more carefully.

Can't you help us find Hancock?

Your boss says you know where he is.

I've really no idea.

Oh.

I really need the money.

Getting engaged.

Just saving up to buy the ring.

You'd better come in, then.

Can I see your invitations, please, sir?

I didn't know there were bouncers.

Bouncers? Bouncers? We're not bouncers.

I'm Crawford, and that's Detective
Boone.

Come on.

Thank you.

I regret to inform you that this evening
has been indefinitely cancelled,

pending further inquiries.

Oh, bloody hell.

Don't worry, sir.

There's no reason to press charges
against him yet.

Would you see Smokey through, please,
Ken?

You with Poppy.

Go on, then, on your way.

Right.

Thanks.

How about that for talent, then, eh?

Well, it's only because you look like a
copper.

Crawford of the yard.

Yeah, but I didn't tell a lie, did I?
No, no. No,

I didn't say that we were policemen, did
I? No.

I did not tell a nonchalant, did I,
Kenneth?

Anyway.

You are a detective, aren't you? Only
just, Harry. Only just.

What you've got to remember about
Hancock is that he's barking mad.

A bumbling, ineffectual fool on the
brink of insanity.

As to his whereabouts, I don't know, and
I don't care.

So why's he got it in for you, then?

to work for Mr. Hipkins, but things got
too much for him and he had to go.

It's all quite fair, but Hancock never
saw it like that.

Mentally unstable.

Hell -bent on revenge.

So that's why he swiped Tinkerbell?

He knew it was our dream for Tinkerbell
to win the Parker Cup, so he wanted her

out of it.

I'm not so sure he wanted her out of it.

Well, we were supposed to deliver her
back before then.

Anyway, there you have it. I'm sorry we
can't help.

I should ring round the local nut
houses.

Oh, by the way,

She's never liked that Mr Marrow stuff,
you know.

Couldn't stick it.

Obviously, she was pining.

She's a very sensitive creature.

See you, Maud, Angela.

Come on, Ricky.

Look, we've got about 20 minutes.

You go and mix with the punters.

I'll try and see if I can find Ben.

I forget about Hancock if I were you.

He doesn't do to get involved in other
people's feelings.

Right.

Rocky.

Put this towards the ring.

Oh, thank you.

She's a very lucky girl.

Excuse me.

Can I help you? Yeah. I was looking for
the cloakroom.

Well, you can't come in here, my friend.
The cloakroom's over there.

Right.

You know bloody nothing about boxing,
mate.

Valdez is a professional bloody killer.

A friend of mine saw him in New York,
watched him go the distance with that

Cuban guerrilla. What's he saying?

Valdez has passed it.

Passed it, Robbie?

He's also stepping up to weight. Saw him
in the gym.

Oh, yeah? And he's fat, don't
overweight, maybe more.

He'll still murder him. I'll just ask
Dobson if I can put on a 50 for Fowke to

die in the first round.

Oh, yeah, well, they say the black wagon
hits.

Pounce, poof, pounce.

He's just some amateur Morton's brought
in to make up the bill. I feel pretty

sorry for him. Oh, yeah, well, at least
he isn't fat and at least he hasn't got

a blood clot in his head.

What's that?

He's got a blood clot or something in
his brain. That's why he's over here.

took away his licence. He hasn't fought
in 18 months.

How else do you think they got somebody
of his class at an event like this, eh?

Excuse me.

Stupid question, I know, but could you
tell me, is there an actual upper limit

for facing the pressure out here?

No. I mean, that's the whole point,
isn't it?

See Dobson over there. Thank you very
much.

You're not going to put money on the
fight, are you? Of course not.

There's got to be a fight.

I can see him, but I can't get to him.
Then you'd better try a bit harder,

because the bloke that Pooks is going to
fight has lost his licence.

I? Excuse me, though.

What?

Apparently, he's got a blood clot in his
brain.

What? Yeah, that's why he's fighting
over here.

Bloody hell.

Anyway, he's way out of Ben's league, so
either way, I mean, you'd better find

him and stop it, Ken, because one or the
other is going to get permanently

damaged. This is getting ridiculous.

I'll try again.

into the body all the time. He looks
fine down there, but the muscles are

weak. But remember, his arms are still
very quick to keep out of the way, all

right? All right, now I've got to go in
there.

You just gather yourself together.
You're going to be all right, son.

going to be okay, eh?

Just you think about that thousand quid.
See you in a moment.

Oh, no, not you again.

You can't go through with this. Get out
of here. Just get out of here.

Don't be stupid. This man is in a
different league. He's a professional

Leave me alone.

Listen, he could take your face off for
you, son.

You've got no chance.

I don't need this. Go away. Ben, listen
to me.

Listen to me.

This man should not be fighting.

He's had his license taken away from
him. He's had big trouble, brain

Why do you think he's fighting over here
in a place like this? It doesn't

matter. It's just some technicality. It
happens.

Look, he wouldn't be fighting you that
bad. It's just some stupid technicality.

If you hit him, you might kill him.
Listen to what I'm telling you. You

hit him. You are being set up.

Oh, hello, Mr Boone.

Don't worry.

Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Once Ken tells him about the other
bloke's problem, he won't put through

it, will he?

So don't worry.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you, ladies and
gentlemen.

You are too kind.

Thank you. It's good to see so many of
you here tonight.

Sorry it's a long way out, but that
suits us, doesn't it?

So here we go, ladies and gentlemen,
with another very special evening.

37 professional fights, 15 wins, 15
knockouts.

Thank you.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Thank
you.

And now his opponent, weighing in at 13
and a half stone exactly, from

Nottingham, Benjamin Foulkes.

What's going on?

I don't know.

He's looking for somebody.

Ken must have got to him, I think.

I'd better find out what's happening.

Well, don't tell me. The fight's about
to start.

We've got to stop it. Call the police or
something.

I gave her my word.

Boogie your word, Ken. Just do it.

Harry.

What? Unlock the bloody door.

Oh.

nothing, so just keep away from that.

Fuchs, get your clothes on. Give us a
second, eh? I take it you've lost?

It was a contest.

You could say that, yeah.

And what about Valdez? He never laid a
glove on him. I was closing it for his

benefit. He's been like a thunder to me,
this boy. I didn't want him to get

hurt. Oh, yeah? What do you do when
you've really got it in for somebody?

I'm sorry, Alison.

I did say I wouldn't bring him.

Don't worry about it, mate.

I laid a bet on Ben losing.

All my money, 300 quid.

I knew he wouldn't hit the other bloke
if he knew what was wrong with him.

I won.

And I got my 250 for fighting.

It's all I need.

Drink?

No, I wanted to prove once and for all
that Mr Marrow is garbage.

He's made a fortune with that stuff, you
know, and none of these top dogs touch

it. What? Hip kiss? It's Mr Marrow.

And he was using Tinkerbell as cheap
publicity.

Well, well, well, well, well. Precisely.

And I wanted to use the records you kept
to tell the world he is a liar.

But I bungled it, rather.

And now I can't pay you.

Yes,

well, what's that then?

We'll just have to write it down to
experience.

That's very kind of you, really.

And now, Mr. Hancock, if you would
excuse us, please.

Thank you.

Poor old bugger. Poor old bugger,
nothing.

We've been harrying round the country on
his behalf and not a penny to show for

it. Oh, I have.

I've got 20 quid.

This is marrow.

Good. Half of that can go towards wages
and half can go to expenses.

Hurry. Ken, you must never forget.

You're in business to make money.

I was going to buy you all a drink.