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I'm sorry.

You told me nothing on the phone beyond the fact that you got home safely last

night, which was quite a relief, seeing we hung about Carlton Hill for an hour

thinking maybe you'd been picked off by armed criminals.

The gun was a shock to me, too.

I've been naive.

You can say that again.

What was the stunt?

You got the great protector of public morals lined up with a sleaze king.

How? Does it matter how?

It matters to me. I'm supposed to be preparing your case for the inquiry, not

mention the trial.

I'm supposed to be in possession of all the relevant facts.

Who are they shouting for?

Who's Paul Aykroyd?

All right.

Sit down.

Don't use that name again.

And don't be tempted to question any other member of my staff about him, not

even your mother.

All right, if we're lurching into medical ethics again, I don't want to

compromise you. Then don't. We achieved what we set out to do.

As a matter of interest, how did you avoid being picked off?

By crawling under a bush and giving a passable imitation of coitus interruptus

with your prospective counsel.

It could have been worse. She's a good -looking girl.

It couldn't have been worse, personally or professionally.

We took a risk.

Look, I've only got your word for what was going on last night.

And they paid off.

I thought you'd have to trust me. And you're going to have to trust me.

I'm going to be asking around. I may get to something you don't want to tell me.

God, I hate these places.

Heat brings me out in a rush.

Spoil your TV image, eh?

I cried.

I don't know.

I only met him the one time with you.

So why did you go up Calton Hill after him, then?

Why, you're truly a man. I got a letter.

You didn't show it to me.

Well, you know, I didn't think it was that important.

It was an offer.

No, no.

Look, I was just going to go up there, listen to what he had to say, and report

back.

What's he got to offer, anyway?

Nothing.

That guy did nothing.

When I get him, he'll know it. And anyone tied up, we'll... You stick to

you're paid for.

What I just thought, you know... You're a fast -thinking veech.

You're too old.

But you got a letter.

Why did you go up there?

The trial's coming up.

Did you go the while?

Aye.

They've put this guy Walsh onto me. He's coming into court.

He's allowed in.

They say it could have a bearing on the inquiry.

I'm bloody scared I'll tell him too much.

Look, he'll sort you out.

Yeah? Yeah.

He's been sorted out himself, Walsh, by me.

The big lawyer gets off when Jim slips.

How did he get these?

Joe Sangster made the arrangements.

What arrangements?

He's cagey about his methods.

They're evidence.

Beecher's contact with a well -known pimp.

Who knows him?

I see a record. The police know him. They've just never been able to pin

anything on him.

No record.

It's my feeling the procurator fiscal won't accept these. They're irrelevant

the charge.

Fine. Then the fiscal's not obliged to show them to the opposition.

We'll produce them anyway.

Short tactics.

You'll need more than these to affect Beecher's hearing at the inquiry, and

is the important case.

I've got a meeting in ten minutes.

I know, the great decider.

The panic reading's gone off the scale in the office.

There's nothing for anyone to fear in the immediate future.

How about long term?

Don't worry.

You'll finish your contract.

I wasn't thinking about myself for once.

You know what I practise this I should do?

Increase the criminal work till that's all it does.

We're in Scotland, Greg.

And crime is largely the prerogative of the big boys in Glasgow.

Ready?

They're coming.

You've got one.

This is the position.

It's bad.

Paying out two retiring partners may well take us into overdraft, at least

period in the first year, depending on how much work the rest of us can bring

in. I never thought to hear the word overdraft spoken here.

I can't comment.

Standard practice, Viv. Only partners see the balance sheet.

We're in trouble.

Even if we maintain business at the present level, which...

According to your report, we're unlikely to do.

Excellent report, by the way. Thanks.

If a little negative.

Negative? You state the problem.

You don't construct a solution.

I didn't know a solution was expected.

You made a suggestion. A client's circular follow -up work. A suggestion,

exactly.

I was hoping you'd work it into a strategy.

We need more suggestions, more imagination, more commitment.

My commitment's been total for 25 years.

Yes, Archie, I'm grateful.

But I'm going to have to ask you to do more, temporarily.

Now, I've been looking through these family trusts.

I don't know when they were last brought up to date.

I do.

That's when I was a load time off from playing dog's body to a couple of

partners who happened to go senile on their job.

That's in the past.

We have a chance now for a major reorganisation. No more family trusts.

They don't pay.

We bring the existing backlog up to date quickly by taking on a section each.

Seems fair.

Seems fair if you're on a share of the profits.

We keep coming back to your status, Viv.

So let's talk about it.

As far as the partnership's concerned, you haven't a hope unless you go all out

to find new clients. All out?

Where exactly?

On the streets like McDowell. He drew expenses for a hire car this morning and

I'm saving on postage.

Mrs. Tate.

I hate this.

It feels like a conflict of loyalties.

All right, fair enough.

Just introduce me. I won't involve you again.

Oh, Mrs.

Tate, how are you?

I was hoping I'd see you back at the health centre.

Why are we back here?

It's all finished.

I'm fine.

Now, this is my son, Greg. He's a lawyer.

He wants to help. I've written you out for Mrs Tate. I tried calling you. You

just give me two minutes.

I'm not speaking to lawyers. I've said everything.

You left Julie the afternoon she died, right? Though you told the doctor she'd

be watched 24 hours a day when she was coming off the needle, and you'd left

before. Who said I left her? You try it.

24 hours a day.

Bloody doctor. He once shifted me. No, no, listen. You left her because you

trusted her, didn't you?

She was serious this time. She was winning.

Luke, just go away.

She was winning. She was clean. She got tested days before.

They do that.

They're cunning.

You believe them and they shit all over you.

Ask anyone who's been through it. Ask the police.

Never mind the police.

I think you were right to leave, Julie.

Tell me about your son, Dominic.

In the phone call?

No.

I wouldn't have left her, only she made me.

The guy on the phone said he was in trouble, Dominic.

Outside the anchor.

He was nearly through his probation.

So you went to sort him out? Was he in trouble?

No, he wasn't.

See, when Julie was on the street, who was running her?

Don't you say on the street to me.

That's what they all say.

On the street.

As though she didn't matter.

I'm getting out from that interior.

I'm getting rehoused.

I've got four other kids.

For God's sake, leave us alone.

Remind me never to watch you in action again.

You put her in court, no one would believe it was an accident. Forget it.

don't know what you're getting yourself into.

What was that about her being rehoused?

Any further comments before we wind up?

It falls to me to deepen the gloom, I'm afraid.

The new office is down the road.

There's a suite reserved for a branch of the London Law Consortium.

The rival hordes are descending.

Is that official?

They're already starting to recruit for specialists in Scots law.

We could find ourselves competing with the same people, staff and clients.

Let's regard that as a challenge.

Well, not everyone wants to work for a large organisation.

We must develop services that only we can offer.

OK?

Well, thank you.

It was murdered.

Her mother practically said so.

She's getting a house and God knows what else to keep her mouth shut.

Threats too, probably.

Are you a vegetarian?

No.

Are you? I don't eat prawns. You have the cheese, then.

What's a tourist luncheon, Adel?

Sorry. I just don't want to be seen with you at the moment.

At least not around court, is what I mean. I don't particularly want to be

with you anywhere.

Just I thought you should know about Mrs. Tate.

And? And?

Last night.

I suppose you're okay. That's my question.

I was the one who was told it was your honour.

Oh, well.

Just as well.

Otherwise they'd probably be combing Carlton Hill for the bodies.

I thought the guy had tripped over and should never move on. He's quite polite.

He even replaced the buses.

Yeah? I didn't notice.

Well, you don't notice much in the missionary position, do you?

Still. All in a good cause. I mean, we've got the photographs.

Yeah, now we get the people.

Why don't you want to be seen with me around court?

I turned down the Brussels job because of this case. That's against the rules,

so I'm just letting the dust settle.

And there's some personal stuff as well, but I don't want to go into it.

You mean you don't want it to get back to David Strachan yet? The great

marmalade legislator.

Your personal stuff's off his property like everyone else's. Only I don't give

toss.

I hate tourist attractions.

They make the whole place feel dead.

You came back here?

Why don't you try to enjoy it?

I've ordered something wholesome.

And champagne.

Are we celebrating?

It's a tonic.

I'm not ill, Campbell.

Stop ringing the office to find out how I feel.

I'm concerned.

I'm more concerned than I would have thought possible.

One takes old friends so much for granted.

Go on taking me for granted. I'll be around a long time.

I hope we can spend more of it together.

That's a kind thought.

I could do with kind thoughts at the moment.

It's been a bruising day so far.

Describe the bruises.

I used to be popular.

Now everyone's wary of me, even Archie.

Thank God I can relax over lunch and sip champagne and give a couple of our

legal friends something to snort about.

I hope they think the worst.

They will.

I mean it.

It should be true.

Catherine, it's a discovery for me, realising that they've begun to thaw

never thought they would after Jane left me.

I'm grateful.

A job, you're right.

We don't talk about it.

But now I might.

I'll let him get his sailing exercise over first. It's making him nervous.

I sentenced a man this morning whose parting shot was that all lawyers are

intellectually, psychologically and sexually inadequate.

Or words to that effect.

Guilty as charged.

Mr. Creighton? Mr. Garfield? Correct.

London Law Consortium.

Where are we going, then?

You're quite attractive.

Know what?

Change.

Let's do without the soundtrack, shall we?

Where do you usually go?

Depends. It's not a backseat job, is it?

I'm half -kiddy.

Don't tell me I got lucky and you looked into a room at the plaza.

Take me where Julie went.

Who's Julie?

She died.

Oh, you only forget, Julie.

You and your regulars. I do everything she does. I do something better.

You're full of the same stuff, anyway.

How did she die?

Why don't you read the paper?

I did.

I didn't believe a word.

Oh, Christ, I'll get round.

You bastard!

We'll come back to Julie.

Talk about Aykroyd.

Aykroyd?

He went to school?

I don't know.

Come back to school, he was a coach or something. He went away.

Where? I don't know.

Jesus, what's going on?

Yeah, well, you know the police.

Because we've got an arrangement.

Oh, listen, didn't I see you?

With the doctor?

Doctor Sangster.

I want to meet him.

Can you fix it?

No one's got to know, and you're getting nothing back.

A couple of questions. That's it.

Nothing.

I can fix it.

The close at the back of Airman Street, tell him.

Tomorrow, nine o 'clock.

You know what an accession is, right?

No.

I'll have to take the money anyway.

And just let me out here.

But no one's going to know, are they?

Only the doctor.

Why undertake family being rehoused?

It's none of your business.

I'll make it my business.

The clients of mine got priority over the tapes.

Is that what you call them, clients?

And what would you call them?

Riff -raff?

Like your friend Beach? He's no friend of mine.

What are you pushing his case for him, then?

I'll put it another way.

You didn't move your arse the other night to control his supporters.

We all know you, Nancy. You're an old -fashioned red from way back. Your

in the right place, but you're marginal these days. Is that right?

The tapes are being moved because of the stress they've been under.

Compassionate girl.

You used to know what compassion was.

You're late.

Thanks for coming anyway.

What do you want, Sam?

Sam with Dowell.

Not old pals.

A wee coffee, please.

What have you got?

I've got a message.

Get off the case.

Is that from Chief Inspector Ross or the Julie Tate fan club? You'll go nowhere,

Alice. Worse than nowhere.

You'll go right down the tubes.

It's that big?

Talk about beach.

It won't do you any good. I'll decide.

He's a con man.

Nothing spectacular, but he's pulled off a few things.

Diverting car park takings in Newcastle.

Implicated in a check fraud down south. He got off on that.

So how did he raise the money for the jet homes tender? He must have looked

on paper.

That's all.

I saw Mrs. Tate crying this morning. Pathetic, really.

He'd have been upset.

If you want anything else, don't come to me, OK?

You wouldn't by any chance have a promotion board in the offing, would

Miss Abercorn, as ever was.

Shining like a good deed in a naughty world.

Mr. Lennox.

Still a naughty world, isn't it?

Yes, I do myself proud of the legal profession.

I've been lunching at my club.

I and myself sitting next to an acquaintance in the justiciary.

We talked of you.

Briefly, in the way elderly men will talk about attractive young women now

beyond their fertility.

That would be called sexism.

Neither I nor my friend could believe that any alternative you might have been

offered could have quite the same cachet.

I don't want to specialize too early.

You're just beginning.

Time enough to display your versatility?

I have a report to prepare.

Unfortunately, I have to name names.

And names are name.

There is an indelible record.

I think I know what you're saying.

Mr. Strachan and the advance party leave for Brussels tomorrow.

Why not take until then to reconsider?

Stuart, my dear chap.

I haven't seen you in years.

Your section of the trust work has agreed.

Not wasting any time, are we?

We can't afford to.

Suppose a client asked for a meeting and saw the state these documents are in.

That'd be hell to pay.

To do what my usual homework is.

You should get help at home.

I would, if I could pay for it.

Economize.

Don't eat lunch in the cellar's restaurant.

Surely it's my business where I have my lunch.

You were there a ticket.

It was a treat for me. Two old friends from university days.

Good.

We all need treats, don't we?

See you tomorrow.

Good night.

I never kept your last appointment.

I couldn't get out. It was a row. I lost my free time.

Where did you go tonight, then?

I'm on my way to this place for the handicapped.

I have to do charity work. It's a penalty.

Isn't that beautiful? Thank you.

See you're a good boy in Peter.

I don't have to tell your dad.

How's it going?

It's a reward, Josie. I don't use it.

It's not what I heard.

Spread it around then.

Make yourself a bit in the side.

Give the handicapped an out -of -body experience.

Actually, I prefer a girl.

Are they actually?

See what I can do.

It's obvious they're running out of supplies.

That means we're in for another wave of heroin, if they can get it.

Where would it come from?

I don't know.

I've never touched heroin.

Listen, you have got to help me disappear.

It's under control.

When you're through the treatment, I can arrange for you to convalesce somewhere

else. They don't bring the fuss.

Do you want to tell me what they've got in you? Nothing.

They think they have.

Millican does.

But I didn't see.

Didn't see what?

I wasn't having anything big.

They kept me supplied with my stuff and I pushed the rest.

There was always some dope on the go as well.

I sold that to the kids at the school.

Who do they think you saw?

A guy who was hustled in another room

first. The guy who puts up the money?

I can't say that. No idea who he was.

And after, I was told...

That they were after me.

It was just, I never stand to feel bad.

Then you came to me.

I'm grateful.

I don't need gratitude.

I need information.

I'm sorry.

I want

you to think.

and feed me anything that might be useful because I'm going to nail

Beach and whoever's behind them.

If you can't contact me and it's urgent, call this man, Greg McDowell.

You can trust me.

I'm sorry about this, Greg. Don't worry.

It's dark. We can't be seen together.

No, I tried to call you at the office.

I wanted to talk to you anyway.

I met a terrified hooker this afternoon.

And I've got Veatch pinned to a record.

Don't say anything else until you've heard what I have to say.

You'd better come up.

No, Pat, I'm not. I'm just going.

You screwed up the Scottish office, so what?

They're next to filing a report.

I'll be named.

You'll never work for a government department again, that's all. It's no

I was hoping to keep my options open.

You were hoping not to give offence, and that's a killer.

You believe in Joe's case, you take the risk.

It had to be worth the risk.

What do you want? A written guarantee?

The girl, Andrea, this afternoon, she'll talk to Joe. And then he'll decide how

much he's prepared to pass on. I can fight the case. I can't fight the client

the police.

You can.

You've got to. That's what makes it important.

Lawyers who go for the police have a hard time.

OK, you can forget this year's Miss Bar Association.

You don't understand.

My father was seen off by the legal establishment.

He hasn't set foot in Edinburgh since.

I know about your old man and his drunken driving antics. Everyone does.

interested.

It's made you want to show them, hasn't it?

It's made you want to stay in the club and be just a little bit daring.

You can't.

Oh, forget it.

There are other advocates.

You didn't want me in the first place anyway.

I don't want to go to the trouble of instructing someone else now.

I'll need to know in the morning.

First thing.

OK.

I'll sleep on it.

Do you live alone?

Yeah.

Why isn't she with you?

Her husband wouldn't like it.

Does she live in London?

Is that why you came back here?

Look, I've got personal stuff too.

Let's keep it all out of the way, okay?

Call me first thing.

Sorry about this.

I've got some extra work to do. I need to check some references.

It'll be all on your own up there.

Mr Mard left us, I suppose.

I've only been on half an hour, but everything was dark when a laugh looked

Hello? John?

Get an ambulance, quickly.

It's Miss Dunbar. She's still here. She seems to have collapsed.

The doctors say it's exhaustion and an ulcer. It could have been worse. She was

due for some tests.

I didn't even know. Maybe it's just me, me, me.

I'm going ahead with the cake.

Did you talk to her?

No. Sat by her bed last night and decided it was time I stood on my own

feet.

You won't regret this.

She gave me a chance.

If we get this right, I'll be able to give her something back.

It'll mean going in a bit harder.

I know.

Nasty things, ulcers.

Related to stress.

I suspect we'll all have them by the time we're solvent.

Spoken like a true heroine. I'm not a heroine. Just happened to be on hand at

the time.

Remarkable coincidence, you being here.

I suppose ultimately we have to thank our clients.

Our clients? The clients with the business that brought you back to the

after hours.

I told you. I needed to check some references.

Rather exceeding the call of duty to check them at dead of night.

It wasn't dead of night. It was ten o 'clock.

Anyway, I thought we were all being expected to exceed the call of duty.

It's Vivian Little.

I'm sorry, there's been a hitch.

Do you know what I am, really?

I'm relieved.

Relieved? I knew something was wrong. I worked hard, tried to ignore it because

I was afraid it was something more serious.

You overworked.

Yes.

Well, it turned out to be nothing compared with what I'd imagined.

In my experience, imagining the worst goes with living alone.

You lived with Joss.

Weekends. Well, some weekends, part of the holidays.

Not even that soon if he gets his way and leaves Dundonalds.

Does he want to?

Where would he go?

America. Boston.

There's a school that offers an advanced sailing course.

I couldn't stand in his way.

But you wish you could.

No.

Not exactly.

As I wish for...

is a new focus in your life.

Apart from work.

Don't you?

Sometimes.

The other night you said you regretted not having married.

Oh, weak moment.

I had some weak moments myself when I heard the news about you.

You're a kind, sympathetic man.

No, it's simpler than that.

I love you.

I'm sorry. I, um...

Didn't mean to talk about it until he'd recovered.

But it is ridiculous.

I feel it's like being a boy again.

I told you it was ridiculous.

I have to piece together what I'm told by the patients and rely on my instinct

for the rest.

Convinced there'll be heroin coming in? As convinced as I can be. I don't know

where or how, but it's happened before.

Right. How do we use this?

We intercept the delivery.

We corner those responsible.

With what? And we get the inquiry called off. The clinic stays in business.

And when I say responsible, I mean all of them.

Someone with money behind Veatch and Milligan. Someone with influence.

It's no use for any of it unless we get him as well.

Look, Joe, this is the big league. I thought that's what you were interested

I just don't fancy getting my face shot off. That may not be necessary.

At some point we'll hand over to the police when even they can't fail to act.

The shot will live. It's going to happen soon.

So is your appearance on an assault charge. Had you forgotten?

No, I still want Veach fractured in court. But this is a new lead. We've got

follow it.

Look, I can understand you wanting to fight the drugs war.

You're wrong.

What I can't stand is the way these people are manipulated.

I want the manipulators. Most of all, I want Julie's killer, the real killer,

the one who paid.

You seen the girl tonight, Andrea?

Yes, but right now I've got to see a patient.

She's not a patient, is she?

That's all, Greg.

Okay, I'm going.

But sooner or later, you're going to have to level with me.

talk to you. What, now?

No, not here. I've got a late session.

I'll be home around ten.

All right, have the cocoa ready.

If all it takes is a cup of cocoa.

All it takes.

Sorry, I'm only your mother.

It's just, I had this fantasy about you coming back to Edinburgh. I thought,

maybe I'll see you now and again.

I've given up guilt, and I'm busy.

What?

Akron?

Where is it?

Yeah, thank you.

Yeah, well, I told you about thanking the beach.

You followed the doctor.

You're taking risks.

Aye, well, there's nobody I paid for.

Keep out of it.

And don't call me again.

David!

Say goodbye.

That wasn't necessary.

Look, I need to speak to you.

I'm sorry about Catherine.

She'll be fine.

Look, I want to explain. Yes, I know.

You're doing the thanks for trial with McDowell. I'm doing the thanks for trial

because it excites me.

Does McDowell excite you?

No. Well, yes, professionally. I'm not interested in him otherwise.

I hope you know what you're rejecting.

Playing safe is what I'm rejecting.

Oh, yes, well, someone like McDowell might just get away with that.

The bar can tolerate the odd, brilliant maverick.

But, Alex, you couldn't survive a minute's real disapproval.

Do you know what the worst thing about that is, David? You actually believe it.

And you believe it because it's true of you.

You're the one who couldn't survive a minute's disapproval. Good luck in

Brussels.

Paul!

Paul Aykroyd!

When did you join the Living Dead?

Been on detox two weeks.

Never seen you though.

Knockin' off time after a hard day. Detective Sergeant Coops to you. Now go

get yourself a new twist. Come on, I only want to be friends. You're gonna

a friend. Is that right?

You want your career stepped up.

You want to be the youngest chief inspector on the payroll. Look, I gave

stuff on beach. That's it.

Renito. No, it's much bigger than beach now. It's about girls, isn't it? One of

them told me yesterday they'd got an arrangement. You said Julie had probably

been my half the top rat. I said nothing.

The thing is, when this gets out, anyone who kept quiet over a cover -up is

going to be in trouble, including you.

Not bad trouble, necessarily. Maybe just enough to freeze promotion.

Okay, let's hear it.

What's on offer?

There's drugs on offer.

Heroin. You'll be the first to know. You can ride in, head of the cavalry,

collect a citation.

Yeah? And what do you want back? A taped confession from the chief constable?

I want anything else you can give me. Anything on Beach and Milligan. But most

of all, I want you to be ready to move when I say so.

The second door in the corridor off the main ward.

When you find him, give him the message and come out fast.

How are you fixed for time in the counselling schedule?

Oh, come on.

How are you fixed for national health funding?

We were doing the Julie Tate business again from the beginning.

How would you do it differently?

I wouldn't touch it.

Okay. I would keep it even quieter than we did.

Me too, next time.

Next time?

I'll need to see you first thing in the morning.

Good night.

Night.

I deplore ingratitude, especially in the young.

This Brussels affair is set to proceed on oiled wheels.

Now, I have to engage someone who will agree to mug up the document at the last

minute. I don't suppose she meant to be ungrateful, and if this other case is

more attractive... It's a shabby little assault she can't possibly win.

According to the evening paper, there are wider implications.

Since when was the evening paper a reliable authority?

There's something else. A piece about Dundonalds and the sailing exercise with

photograph.

Who came from that, I wonder?

Cheap tabloid publicity.

If a great school like Dundonalds needs it.

Yes, I shall raise it at the next old boys' meeting.

But you won't be there, darling.

Remember?

There's no alternative.

The offhand Miss Abercorn is up for a drubbing.

Like Julie Tate.

No one saw us.

You said you would depress me.

I won't.

What's wrong?

You're not frightened of needles, are you?

I don't want to know.

I don't know.

I don't care.

This won't take a second.

I'll have the result rushed through.

I don't bother.

You can tell there's a bullet in me, can't you?

No, and even if I could, I'd still have to do the test.

Oh, what the hell?

I'm positive.

I think it'll be all right.

Well, then I could say, why not tell me everything?

What have you got to lose?

But I won't.

Because I don't want you thinking even if you test positive, it's a death

sentence. It isn't.

You can be helped.

The best thing you can do is be normal for the time being.

And if you must keep earning, make sure you take precautions.

He used to be rock solid, Doogie Allen.

His door was always open.

Then he left his wife with some aerobics teacher about 20 years younger.

His throat dropped, but he just managed to hang on to his seat.

Suddenly, he's saying he wants a better deal for the community.

He's in favour of development, and he gets himself onto the housing committee.

What happened to the aerobics teacher?

Oh, she's driving around in a Porsche. She's to make do with her BMW.

So he's getting a cut on development deals.

Where's the proof?

Well, I don't know about proof. I do know that the jet housing project was

fastest deal on record.

Did you say that Veatch had ready cash?

More or less.

He had the usual banker's guarantees.

Good solicitors.

So it's not his money?

I'm working on that. I can't get anything on it.

You know what's the first stage in the sale of council property?

The council requests permission from the Scottish office.

A leak, you mean?

From the inside?

Which department?

It goes under utilisation of resources.

All right, listen, wait.

Someone gets wind of a possible sale and uses Veach as a frontman to invest for

him. Who?

A civil servant?

They don't have real money, do they? It depends. What's real money?

You start betting your capital on a dead cert and it keeps growing.

He watches till he sees a package in the pipeline.

Either that or...

He goes to an operator like Doogie Allen and he says, how's about shoving a

package through the pipeline?

It's maybe got something on it.

Brilliant.

Wait, Tom!