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Sometimes I sit here feeling alone

No one to talk to, I got no telephone

Let's hang out. Yeah, alright alright.

Good morning.

Morning.

Miss is late.

Sorry I'm late.

That's all right.

Traffic doesn't get any better.

Please take a seat.

Well, what can I do for you?

Over the past two weeks, these letters have arrived.

I'd like you to find out who's sending them.

Look like, um, love letters?

I suppose they do.

And they're all signed from Ronnie.

You, um, any idea who Ronnie is?

My husband.

Well, um, what's the problem?

Ronnie's dead, Mr Boone.

He died six months ago.

I look forward to seeing you come back. Thank you. We do too. Bye -bye now. Bye.

Hello, stranger.

Good trip.

Yeah.

Profitable. Oh, good.

Ian?

Ian?

I want you to meet Harry Crawford. He's my business partner.

Harry, this is Ian. He's my nephew.

Pleased to meet you.

Ian's staying with us for a week to get in good shape for the Nottingham race.

You all right?

Sorry? You got knocked off your bike, didn't you?

Did you?

No, I didn't. No.

Are you sure?

Yeah, of course I'm sure.

Oh, there was some idiot larking about back there.

But I took a shortcut through the woods. I didn't get knocked off.

No.

See you later, Helen.

Hi.

What was all that about?

Oh, nothing like it.

Just my mistake.

That's a card Ronnie sent me last year.

Well, it looks the same.

I know.

Look, I know it's an awful question, but I've got to ask you, how did he die?

He was with a couple of friends in a light plane over Spain.

The plane crashed into the side of a mountain and ended up in the sea.

And you're sure Ronnie was on board?

There was no body to bury.

But the police were quite certain he was on board.

They found some of his things in the wreckage.

So the police have seen all these.

They wouldn't bother with something like this.

And they wouldn't go out of their way to help Ronnie Lake's wife.

Why?

I may as well tell you this, because you're going to find out anyway.

Ronnie was a bit of a villain.

I think.

Well, was there anybody who had a grudge against you, had it in for you?

Can't think of anyone.

Anybody who'd want to hurt you?

Don't think so.

Well, most of these are postmarked beast, and you know anybody over that

Well, it's Huey Lennox, but it couldn't be him.

He... he was one of Ronnie's oldest friends.

Well, I've got to start somewhere.

Huey Lennox?

Yeah? Hi.

I'm Clem Boone.

Private investigator.

Working with Lake.

Oh, yeah.

Bob Hornby.

Said you might be coming round.

You mentioned you knew Ronnie very well.

Well, has anybody?

Did you ever get to work with him?

I didn't know one end of a car from another, Ronnie.

No, I didn't mean that.

Well, maybe you should say what you mean.

Yeah, I'm trying to help Mrs. Lake. You know about these letters she's been

getting?

Yeah. Any idea who's sending them?

Well, if I did, whoever it is, he wouldn't be able to lick a stump now,

mind walk to the post box.

So what do you reckon?

Ronnie, he was a clever sod.

He'd always got all the angles worked out.

That's why the Lord never caught up with them.

I wouldn't put anything past them.

But? But.

No matter how clever you are, everybody needs somebody sometime.

And nobody has heard from Ronnie.

You sure?

Yeah.

I mean, you may be trying to throw me off the scent.

Yeah, you might.

Yes, I'd like some information regarding the death of a British subject.

Yes, in Spain.

About six months ago.

I'll have to write to Spain.

How long's that going to take?

About three or four months.

Okay, well, give me the addresses anyway.

There you go.

Like I said, the drinks are on me.

How do you expect to get any information out of me if you see me like this?

I'm an optimist. I live in hope.

What do you want?

Some information about that geezer I found about.

Ronnie Lake.

Love her side. Very careful.

We got close once or twice, but not close enough.

Well, what do you reckon he was up to?

If we'd known that, he'd have been safely tucked away in one of Her

prisons instead of doing kamikaze attacks in defence of Spanish mountains.

Well, what do you think he'd be up to?

Banks, buildings, societies, cream.

Why the sudden interest?

Just a case I'm working on.

Well, I went through all the papers and they all come up with the same thing.

Ronnie late died on that plane.

There's no doubt about it.

Well, maybe he got off the plane again before he took off.

Why did he wait so long to get in touch with her? I mean, why write to her? Why

not just go round and see her?

Well, I don't know, Ken. You're the detective, not me. I'm just trying to

you. All right, Harry.

All right. What do you think?

Well, without a body, I mean, there's no proof of death.

How much is there?

Three thousand.

Dear Barbara, the enclosed shed out, there is plenty more where this came

I'm sorry I still can't come and see you, all my love, Ronnie.

Could he have faked it?

If you'd asked me that a week ago, I'd have said no.

He couldn't do that to me.

I think we should go to the police.

No. It's the last thing he'd want.

I don't give a damn about the money.

Sure, I need him. But I need Ronnie more.

OK. Well, I'll look around, see what I can find.

If he gets in touch, he'll contact me, won't he?

Sure.

Rocky, right.

Airport. Jimmy Ingram. He's a mate of Harry.

He's got access to the crash report.

Good. I'm going to a graphologist.

Handwriting expert?

Yeah.

Well, come on, what are you waiting for? I'm off, I'm off.

What do you want me to do? Nothing for the moment, eh?

Ken, that's not fair.

All I do is sit here and answer the phone and do the typing.

I know what I can do without that.

I hope you don't mind, the door was open.

No.

Hi, what do you want?

Oh, erm... This isn't really private detective work, so you might not be

interested, Mr Boone. Well, try us.

My name's Cochran.

Charlie Cochran. Hi.

And I'm looking for someone to do some research into my family history.

The Cochrane's used to own some of the big meals in Nottingham.

There's a Cochrane street near here.

Yes, that's right.

What exactly do you want us to do, though?

Just do some digging in the local library.

Make photocopies, take notes, that sort of thing.

I do it myself, but I'm only in Nottingham for a few weeks on business,

just don't have the time.

Yeah, well, we do that sort of work.

Talk to Laura here. She's our research specialist.

Excellent. Suits me.

Fine. Okay, well, excuse me.

Of course, no problem.

I'm sure you're quite capable of hands, Mr Boone.

Ian?

You all right?

I'm sorry about yesterday.

They went too far. They got carried away.

I do think you should consider the offer.

But I need an answer soon, Ian.

Very soon.

Excuse me!

Excuse me!

Ian!

That car!

Is that the one that hit you yesterday? Leave it, Harry.

I beg your pardon?

Look, Harry, do me a favour. Don't interfere.

Excuse me. I've got a race in two days. I need to rest.

Ian!

Is this it?

That's just the first four.

There's another 18 of those altogether on the Cochrane.

They paid for this library to be built, you know.

Oh.

This paper's a bit tricky. I can try a bandage tomorrow.

We'll take another look at it then.

Gary had a nasty fall last season.

But luckily our soigneur is very hot and mean to me.

What's a soigneur when it's a doll?

It's a bit of glorified doctrine, isn't it?

Yes.

They're doing the photo call in front of the hotel, so we should get some good

publicity out of this.

Good.

You're lucky.

They had an English digester for the report done because there were some

on the plane.

Someone's faxing it over for me later.

Tell Harry that'll cost him.

Well done, Mr Ingram.

Listen, I spoke to a mate who flies out of Malaga. There was nothing dodgy about

that crash.

And Mr Lake was on the plane, do you reckon?

Yeah. It was an almighty mess and most of the wreckage had to be fished out of

the sea.

I'm not surprised they didn't find all the bodies.

Say hi to Harry Pullman, will you? Oh, yes.

Hi, it's... Mr Cochran.

Charlie.

Well, I was just passing and I thought I'd look in and see how you got on.

Fairly well.

This is what I've got so far.

Excellent.

This is exactly what I wanted.

Good.

Actually, there was one other thing.

I was wondering if I could ask you out tonight, Laura.

Lovely.

So, prospects of the local team are looking good as they return to their

territory. This is a race they're determined to win.

All in all, nice publicity, wouldn't you think?

All right, Annette, I'm coming.

Oh, thanks.

What about those lads? So, Greg, how do you see your team's chances this year?

Well, we've been very unlucky in this race in previous years, but we're a

team. Good international record.

Something tells me we're going to win this time.

Hi. Hiya.

What's all this?

They're from Charlie.

Charlie? Charlie Cochran.

He asked me out yesterday.

Did you go out with him?

Of course I did.

I see. Mixing business with pleasure, eh?

You've got business in there, Mrs Lake.

Right.

Mrs Lake, what's the matter? I got another letter.

Let's see.

Ronnie wants to meet me.

Tonight.

What?

Well, it could be dangerous.

Who else but Ronnie would know we have a special room?

You see, Ken, when he was working, he'd go away, never wanted me involved in

case he got caught.

He could never be apart for very long.

I'd look into the room under a false name, wait for him to knock on the door.

Well, who would know any of that except Ronnie?

Well, I still don't like it. I phoned the hotel before coming here. The room's

free. I've booked it now.

Either I go with you or I go alone.

Hobson's choice.

Thanks, Ken.

I'll book in at nine tonight.

Ken, I didn't expect you back so soon. What's the problem?

Oh, Ken, I'm sorry.

I was just passing and I thought I'd go through some of this.

Oh, yes, yes, I'm fine.

No, no, no.

Happy death back. Thank you.

You could just keep these all together for me for the moment. OK.

OK.

See you tonight.

Yeah.

Leave it out, Rocky.

All right.

Yeah.

What about Don Fred?

There's no one watching us.

Certainly no one following us.

What do we do now?

Well, let's wait.

I'm just nervous, I guess.

Yeah. Do you want a drink?

Gin and tonic, please.

There's a fire escape down there.

That's another reason why Ronnie liked this room.

Any idea where it goes to?

No, no idea at all.

He never had to use it.

Who is it?

Room service.

Could you sign here? I didn't order anything.

This is room 324 and someone ordered Dom Perignon.

Shall I take it away?

No, no.

That's fine.

I'll take it. No, that's perfectly all right.

Thank you, I'll take it.

Thank you very much.

We always drank Dom Perignon.

What are you doing here? Oh, Harry.

I can't tell you to keep your eye on the place. When I saw her, I thought I was

just talking to you.

I'm sorry.

Sorry. Sorry!

You're going to be the death of me, you are.

Well, I mean, I didn't know you were going to be looping about. Yes, okay,

okay.

Back to the hotel before Alan misses us.

Harry, Wednesday is race.

Tomorrow. Are you going to watch it?

Cars just round the corner.

It was good, wasn't it? Yeah.

Oh, I love those old films.

I've got lots of them on tape, but they're always much better in the

Do you like London Palace?

Yes.

I move around a lot because of business.

I don't get home much.

London's not that far away, you know.

I didn't know you were so good at geography.

I just meant, you know, we should be able to carry on seeing each other even

when you've finished in Nottingham.

I have to come back up here fairly frequently.

And maybe you could come and see me.

Well, surely it wouldn't have taken this long.

Why should he go to all this trouble and then not turn up?

There's someone out there!

I'm going out there. Lock the door and this after me.

Don't let anybody in.

It's me, Ken.

Did you see anybody?

Nobody there, Barbara.

I promise you, there isn't.

Let's go to bed.

No, I mean, you go to bed.

I'll use the bathroom.

Well, that's it.

Is that everything?

Yeah, I think so.

Thanks. I think I'll just go home. Okay. Give us a ring.

Did you call me a taxi?

Harry, can I talk to you?

Yeah, all right.

Go on.

I'm in trouble, Harry.

I need help.

I need to talk to someone now.

Well, about bloody time.

Is it the race?

Is that man trying to nobble you?

No, it's not the race, Harry.

It's what happens afterwards.

Simpson sends that letter. I'm finished as a professional.

I'll lose my licence.

It says here you were running a cartel.

What exactly is a cartel?

In the big races, like the tours, there's lots of one -off prizes you can

along the way.

One town puts up some money, another puts up a new car or a holiday.

Sometimes some of the riders get together to split these up.

You mean you fix the races?

Yeah.

Have you ever done that?

A couple of seasons ago, when I was with another team.

I did it with a friend.

He was having a really bad season and this was one way to help him out.

Has Simpson got any proof?

It's all in the article, yeah.

Why does Simpson want you so badly?

I'm a fast finisher.

He hasn't got one.

So would it be so bad if you were to join him?

His team's not as good as the one I'm with.

And from what I hear, it's not too well organised.

How do you mean?

The management.

The backup. It's not too hot.

There always seems to be problems of one sort or another.

What am I going to do, Harry?

Well, I'm not sure.

I'll have to think.

We're in the meantime.

I'm going to just cut some fat down the line.

Now, come on.

Yeah. Yeah.

So,

what's so important that you can't talk about it on the phone?

I'm not too clear what your case is, Ken, but some of my colleagues have

Is it to do with the likes?

I did some digging, pardon the expression, on Ronnie. Called in a few

Seems Ronnie pulled off a job just before he went, as it were.

Over a quarter of a million pounds.

Did he?

Yes, Ken.

So I think you ought to tell me what's going on.

How's it going? Have you covered it all?

I want one of me in the safe, all right?

Michael.

Come on, Harry.

I was looking at the car.

I like your story. Let go.

Look, I've told you, I was with her the whole night. Nothing happened.

I mean nothing.

Okay, Ken, if you say so.

Just don't pull down on me.

I don't know what you're talking about. The money from Ronnie's last job you

founded in the hotel room, didn't you?

I don't know what you're talking about. Barbara, the police are on to you. I

don't know what Ronnie's up to, if it is him, but you're not going to get away

with it.

I don't think I want you on this case anymore.

Look, if you've got the money, hand it to the police or give it to me, I can

them have it without involving you.

I don't think there's anything else for us to discuss.

Well, I think there is.

Alfa Sprint Competition.

On the line next time, more points.

In the shape of Dave Rayner.

Well done, well done.

I do hope that's the last ride you have of that team here.

I'll see you soon.

Well, I'm more concerned about Barbara.

That's what I spend all night outside of her place to see if she's holding out

on me.

Go to the police, Ken. Go to the police. Now, what about Ian? Look, if she's

done a bunk with hundreds of thousands of pounds, he'll get put inside.

Well, Ken, what are you going to do about Ian? All right, all right. First

first. Rocky, hold the bar, will you?

Clean up the back of the pool.

All right.

Right, come on.

Hello, Ronnie.

Ronnie?

Will he do it?

Yeah, he's got nothing to lose.

Is this letter true?

Yeah.

To help a friend out. Yeah, I did it.

Ian, how could you?

Well, if these are the kind of games Simpson plays, he's obviously not Mr.

himself, is he? That's what I thought, Ken.

Exactly. And if his management is as dodgy as all that, there must be

we can get on him. Can you do some digging around?

Yeah.

Meanwhile, do you think you're strong enough to face him, eh, if we all come?

Strength in numbers, all that?

I don't know, Mr. Boone. Come on, you try it, son.

the lifetime to me.

Sorry. Didn't mean to.

Are you following me?

No, I just spotted you.

And you just happened to have some flowers.

Jump in. I'll give you a lift.

Thanks.

She's a lovely...

I'm really going to miss you when you've gone, you know.

No reason why you should.

We can go and see each other.

If you'd like to, of course.

Yeah.

I'd like that a lot.

Free for lunch?

It's a bit tricky, actually.

Ken's going to be out of the office all day, so I should really stay in.

Still working on that same case with the woman?

Yeah, Mr. Clay.

Is that the BMI?

Nemesis the warlock.

I didn't know it was a party.

No, it's not a party, Mr... Please.

What's it all about?

You know what it's all about.

Ian?

Greg, I don't want to join your team.

I'm very happy where I am.

You don't really have any choice in the matter, Ian.

I want you in my team.

I'll pay you more than you're getting now.

I'll make sure you get all the perks. I'll rehouse you.

I want you because you're good.

It's really very simple, Ian. Either you join me, or I have a duty to publish

that letter.

You'll be ruined.

Oh, come on, be sensible.

Mr Simpson, do you have a Dr Harry Carl working with your team?

Yes. Now, I understand that the General Medical Council investigated Dr Khan two

years ago because it was suspected that he was oversubscribing drugs to addict

patients.

Look, I don't know who the hell you are, but if you're suggesting my team takes

drugs... Now, your words, Mr Simpson.

They're reliable laws, you know.

Unless you can prove what you've just said. I'm not out to prove anything.

I'm just asking you, do you have a Dr Khan working with your team?

Now, I understand that your sponsors are an American health food corporation.

Not a very healthy association, is it, for a health food corporation?

A team with a decidedly dodgy swallier?

Now, how do you think they would react if they were to find out about his

record?

I can still finish you.

You can.

But it looks like we both lose out, then.

I think you should just accept that Ian is not going to join your team.

I should watch out for yourself next year, young man. I do. I always do.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same.

Ken's asking me to keep my eye on the house.

The report...

Sit down, Mrs. Lake.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Where's the money?

Look, I don't want to hurt you.

But I would if I have to.

If Ronnie were here... Well, that all seems a bit academic, don't you think?

Just give me the money and I'll go.

I'm not giving you anything!

Rocky!

Where's the bloody money?

Go to hell!

I haven't got time to waste.

Tell me where you bloody put it, Williams.

Where is it?

I want the money, Mr Boone. I'm not going to wait any longer.

If you don't tell me where it is, I'll kill him.

And then I'll kill you.

You've got ten seconds.

One.

Two. Tell him where it is, Barbara. Three. No.

Four.

Tell him.

Five. Six.

For God's sake, Barbara.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten. Okay.

Okay.

So, where is it?

Original? No, not the chimney.

The fair.

How did you manage to make those letters sound so convincing?

That's my trade.

I'm a forger.

How did you know where the money was?

I helped Ronnie with that last job.

Security person.

He gave me a letter to give to you if he got caught.

All that he put in it was that the money was in your special room.

You could have come to me.

We could have shared it.

True.

But that way I'd only get half the money.

Oi!

What about

Barbara?

That depends largely on her.

But I hope she'll be in a mood to cooperate.

I've got them for you.

Why?

What do you want?

I just thought you might want to, you know, for a bit.

What Charlie did, it was... I thought it was really, really snotty.

really nice.

Thank you, Rocky.

So, what are you going to do?

I think I'll sell this place.

I don't want to stay here on my own.

Not now.

It'll be okay.

It's okay as it can be.

It's very odd.

As if Ronnie died twice, you know.

For a time, I really did believe he was still alive.

Yes, I know you did.

Well, at least I know now.

Well, if there is anything you want, give me a ring, won't you?

I will, Ken, thank you.

Thanks for everything.

I really do mean it this time.

See you sometime.

Yeah.