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Sometimes I said, yeah, feeling alone.

No one to talk to, I got no telephone.

Rocky.

What? How come you've managed to pick and mix the world's worst sweets?

There's some butterscotch in there if you dig about a bit.

So this is the exciting life of a private investigator?

Hmm?

So this is the exciting life of a private investigator?

Yeah.

I thought you were going to tell me about how Kumari's let you out of the

all day.

I threatened to quit and join the Inlands, haven't you?

You didn't.

Of course I didn't.

Ken's on that job and Harry didn't fancy tailing this bloke all round Nottingham

for the week.

That's all.

Are you up?

Talk of the devil.

That's him.

That towel's all right.

Looks like no -one's turned up to meet him, either.

Lemon sherbet goes.

Ah.

I knew I should have taken the other one.

It's a lovely thing.

Brings tears to me eyes.

Yeah.

Faithful.

Bit touchy in the mornings, mate.

Aye. One's a body, eh? Eh?

The amount of these is going through the ceiling.

Yeah, I know.

What are you doing?

I couldn't speak to you before.

He was too close to me.

He's bought some roses.

Roses? Must be for his mum.

Roses for his mum?

Well, how do I know? You're the man on the spot.

It's just knocked on the door.

They're looking through the letterbox.

Throwing the roses on the floor.

And the letter on top of the roses.

Yeah, what do you want, mate? Oh, what about his bank account?

Fake.

On this letter from the bank manager?

Fake.

Driving licence?

Fake.

I thought I'd checked him out.

Everything's straight ID.

Safe bank account, the lot.

Well, whoever he is, he's done a nice job. A very nice job.

You're telling me.

I should have gone round the bank myself.

Checked out his bona fides.

But I didn't.

Too trusting, Ken.

How much do you stand to lose, then?

Well, he paid the first two installments.

Grandod. And he did a runner.

It's a BMW, Ken.

It sells for eight and a half grand.

Well... Well, what do you want me to do?

Get the bike back.

Gabby, it could be anywhere in the country by now, mate.

We haven't even got a lead.

We have.

Well, sort of.

One of the lads spotted it about a week before this happened.

It was parked outside that biker's cafe.

The one on Foss Way. You know it. Yeah, I do. Terrible place.

Listen, Ken.

All you have to do is find it and bring it back.

I'm not worried about the blogging. That's it.

All I want is me bike back.

Now, I've kept a key back.

I always do for a bit. And that's the engine number.

Look, Gabby.

This bloke is not going to be riding that bike round here, is he?

Come on, Ken.

When people like that get a tasty machine, they don't keep it a secret, do

Look, all it needs is a bit of snooping around.

Undercover, like.

Undercover? Gabby, I've got... Stand around up there.

Keep your ears open.

That's all.

You're not going to refuse an old friend, are you?

Oh, don't bother wrapping. I'll take it like that. Ah, thank you.

Right, now.

Ah, here, if you want any change.

I'll give you a fifty.

Twenty pound you give.

It's a fifty.

Look in your belt.

Okay, I'll look.

I'm sorry, my friend. These I already have, eh?

Don't piss me around, you nonce. Just give me the change. Hey, you crazy or

something? What do you want? You going to get hit, eh? Come on, get out of

Come on, get out.

I'm not going nowhere.

That lawyer's not quite in view.

Ah!

What?

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear.

What has happened to you?

Thought I might change my image.

Oh, very fashionable, Ken.

Very fashionable.

Mr Pollock, sorry to have kept you.

I was admiring your ficus, Mr Boone. Oh, that's what that's called, is it?

Excuse the fancy dress. I'll be doing a bit of undercover work.

I see.

I do have a seat.

Do sit down.

Now. About this surveillance job, I must point out to you that it is not our

usual policy to accept a job without sorting out the financial details.

There was no helping that, I'm afraid. As I mentioned on the phone, we didn't

find out the man had received his parole until yesterday.

I hope you've successfully managed to put a tail on him.

Yes, yes, it's all in hand. We have him under surveillance.

24 hours a day, seven days a week, yeah.

I've got my best two people on it. I hope so, because, as I said to you

From what I can gather from my clients, we're dealing with a potentially

vindictive and disturbed man.

What do you want? You're still here. Go, go.

So you think this Mr Howell is out for some kind of revenge on your client?

My client believes so, yes.

And you can't give me the exact address of your client?

He does not wish to have his life disrupted.

In addition, he wishes to be anonymous.

So we simply contact you if Hal goes anywhere near where your client lives in

Mapley? Correct.

This is a lucrative job, Mr. Boone.

But if you do not wish to take it, if this was a perfect world, I would prefer

to know a little more. But it isn't.

I'm sorry for you, my friend. You're thick in the head.

Never sod.

Actually got some in the end.

You ought to be careful, you know. Look, I can manage.

Yes, I know, but you meet all sorts of riffraff down there.

I'm doing a favour for a mate, just snooping round the place, not

the KGB, mate. That's as may be, Kent.

But you do hear stories, you know.

What stories?

Well, all that satanical stuff.

Blood rights.

Initiation ceremonies.

Harry will sacrifice.

I'll tell you what, Harry.

I'll bring you back a birdie.

Victor Howells has put away for stealing some jewellery or something. Maybe he

hid it in the park.

Nah.

Looks more like he's waiting to do someone over.

Yeah, well, just make sure it isn't you, eh?

Cheers.

Cheers.

You want to sell it, you think?

Yes. And what is it again?

These are 650.

Well, you can ask around. You could try that lot from Demuta's. Joe, I think the

bloke's name is.

Watch it. All right, all right.

All right,

take it, you're Joe.

Now, who's after?

You run a bike shop?

Depends what you mean by a bike shop.

You buying or selling?

Selling.

Sorry, pal, not interested.

You will be.

When you stop playing with yourself, come and have a chat.

Must be nearly as old as you are.

You're always as funny as this.

Thanks, dear.

How much?

Two grand.

Two grand?

What's up with it?

It's nicked, isn't it?

Yeah, and I'm skint.

What do you reckon?

No.

Two grand, eh?

I don't suppose you'd take American Express.

How about tomorrow?

Same problem.

What about a part exchange?

What have you got?

Come round to my shop tomorrow morning.

If that's the case, can you do me a tenner now?

I'll drop 50 quid off the deal tomorrow.

You're not the shy retirement type, are you?

Well, you know, money, money everywhere.

That sort of thing.

Take a bite.

Had a hard day, then?

I'm not giving in until I've taught this machine a lesson.

It thinks it's clever, Kev, but what it doesn't know is that I'm cleverer.

I'm cleverer.

And you thought you'd give Laura the day off, did you, eh?

Nice quiet day in your field.

What are you so bloody cheerful about, anyway?

Did you find that motorbike?

Oh, no.

But I think I found someone who might buy mine.

Well, does that help?

Yeah, given the fact that I told it was nicked, I figured anyone who want to buy

a stolen bike as distinctive as mine must know how to make a false

for it, or know someone who can.

All I need is a bit of cash flow for tomorrow.

You're watching the safe.

If only you were smart enough to get this machine to print out this

Try again.

Hey!

Hey, Ken!

We've cracked it!

I hope he makes a move soon. I'm starving.

Just guess what I'm looking at.

What?

Bacon and poached eggs.

Poached eggs?

Yes, and mushrooms.

Mushrooms.

I hate you.

Hi. Well, is that a Nigerian friend?

This is yours, I believe.

Well, we have been busy.

Yeah, I got lucky on the horses.

You still want to deal on your bike?

Yeah, I do.

But I want to talk to you in private.

This is private.

You've met Mo?

Oui.

Lolita.

I reckon if you want to buy my BSA off me, you must know how to clean it up.

Clean it up?

Yeah. New plates, logbook, registration.

We don't do that stuff, mate.

Out of curiosity, what are you talking?

Graham.

Like the man said, we don't do it. Yeah, but you can mention it to whoever does,

can't you?

I feel like you're interested.

Joe,

you told me you weren't going to do any of that. You just shut up.

A grand to say, eh?

Negotiable.

Come back later.

When? This afternoon.

The bloke who might do it doesn't have a phone.

Why don't you go round there now?

I'll wait here.

Keep an eye on him, Lo.

Laura, call an ambulance, quick. I think he's dead.

Is he dead?

Shh, I don't know.

I'm trying to find the pulse.

If he's taken pills, it could be right down.

Hold on.

Here's something.

It's warm.

What's going on?

Wow. South France, eh?

Yep. Your summer holes, is it?

They're all up on some rally next to me.

So where have you been hiding, anyway? Like I said, I'm a bit of a loner.

These are the only bikes you're selling?

Well, we've got more.

They're round the back.

Any Continental?

You a millionaire or something?

I intend to be.

So, how big can you handle?

Vespa? Hey, just ignore him.

I can handle almost anything, as long as he's not a BMW.

They don't sell on... Don't they?

Mo, get on with some work, will you?

Hardly surprising.

Not had a drink for 18 months.

Look, you can't force me to go to hospital.

Fair enough.

I'm not a psychiatrist.

But we've blown it, Laura.

I mean, we can't very well follow him now, can we? All right, all right. We

can't follow him.

But we can talk to him.

You what?

Ken will murder you. Oh, don't be so wet.

Besides, what choice do we have?

It breaks all the rules of surveillance, Laurie. You can't... Laura.

Laura.

Yeah? You're in luck. He'll do it.

Fifteen hundred.

That means I'm going to be well short.

That's the deal. Put some money on the horse.

Well, where?

Ask for Peter Dyke. You get the money together, I'll be here. Yeah, listen.

I don't like doing business in front of other people, even if they are friends.

Especially when there's money involved, you know what I mean?

Go on.

Fair enough, Grandad.

Don't push it.

I'll tell you what I'd do.

I've got a job on down the speedway track this afternoon.

Meet me there, about three o 'clock.

All right, I'll be there.

I'm peckish.

You won't believe this, but... I've just been released from prison.

We know.

Oh?

You'd better explain.

It was lousy.

What, too strong?

Already? A whole litre? Eh?

What, and you drank it?

Yeah, well, I had no choice. I mean, it's part of their initiation ceremony,

know, for new members.

Bloody old gun.

Apparently it's not as bad as the bat's blood.

No.

Yeah, all right. Very funny, Ken. That's very funny. Yeah, that's fine. Come on,

give Harry his usual. Nice little large orange juice.

I'm sorry, pal, but we don't serve you or so, do we?

Does that mean I don't have to settle up my bill?

So why were you following me?

I've told you, we don't know.

I'd like to know as well.

I can respect that.

And, uh, since you bought me this, I'll tell you a little story.

When you... Yes, well, you be careful with this undercover work. No, Harry.

Where do you get this idea from that all bikers are egg cases, eh?

I mean, I'm a biker. Look at me.

Yes.

Yes, well, that's as may be. Just remember we're getting on a bit.

This is a wee.

Well, it's nothing to be ashamed of, Ken.

We're distinguished, we're experienced, we're... We're venerable.

Parstic, you mean.

No, no, no, Ken, there is a difference.

We're venerable.

Anyway, right, the jeweller, Mr Finton, his name was, he gave me this box of

watch straps to repair it on.

It wasn't till I got to court... And he stood up and said that he never gave

them to me. I realised he stitched me up.

I went down for a load of jewellery and watches.

So you're trying to tell us that this guy Sinton burgled his own shop?

You're very quick.

I hope you weren't thinking of nicking it.

Would I do a thing like that?

You're all coming?

Yeah, all in the frame. First, second and third.

Fifteen hundred.

Where's the plates?

What's the problem? Don't you trust me?

I trust you as much as I trust myself.

How long's it going to take? An hour. No more.

I need a full name, that's all.

Right. It's Ken.

Ken Pollock.

Pollock. P -O -L -L -O -C -K.

You must have had a rough childhood.

No.

Meet me at the track, five o 'clock, with the 1500.

Right, I'll be there.

I hope so.

Pollock.

I didn't have a chance.

He planted the stuff.

I didn't have no defence.

I had a record. I was on a suspended.

He was respectable.

I see.

You don't believe a word of this, do you?

Well, it would explain why we've been here to follow you.

And if I was this man's sentient and what you've said is true, I'd be looking

over my shoulder as well.

Yeah, I think I do.

It's all right.

You're right.

You're right.

You're soft in the head to believe it.

Sinton's car, all right?

Laura, you just can't do this. Rocky, you're becoming a whiny voice in my ear.

Now, let's just do it my way, all right?

Are you sure?

I worked with him for five months, didn't I?

Laura, we're supposed to be protecting Sinton from the suspect, not taking the

suspect to Sinton.

Shut up, Rocky.

Don't look at me, man.

I'm just a passenger.

I never missed him. He never showed up.

He must have blew his money or something. I suppose you checked him

He was just a biker, for God's sake. How was I meant to do that? Well, you just

meet some geezer on the street.

He was a thief. He's hardly going to shop us. This is not one of your little

pranks, Joey.

I know that, Steve. And if anything, I mean anything, goes wrong with this

It won't. Trust me, all right?

So, it's got to be two miles from here and four and a bit

from here.

How do you know that?

I checked his clock.

What are we looking for?

Somewhere muddy.

Disused army camp.

What's written?

Much worth a try, isn't it?

Now all I've got to do is repossess with the bike.

If it there.

Howdy, all.

What are you doing here?

Just picking up some things.

Laura, there's a lot of money riding on that job.

It's all right.

Rocky's keeping tab.

Are you sure about that?

Of course I'm sure.

Don't worry. Rocky's right on top of him.

Down with you. All right, man.

God, you're heavy.

You sure this is a good idea?

Yes, I am, Mary.

At least let me come with you.

Just drop it, will you?

Go on, Ken, all right.

I'm in your way.

Look, just wait an hour, then go.

I'll be riding home, OK?

Don't worry Ken, I'll still be here.

Yeah, we won't.

How are you doing?

She's the last.

The rest of the game?

I've worked the discs.

The rest of the stuff will be out tomorrow.

So long as that bloody Joey delivers.

Yeah, but Stinton's hardly likely to admit it, is he? He would to Victor.

Laura!

We don't even know if he's telling the truth.

That's why we've got to flush him out.

If Stinton did the running when we tell him Victor's on the loose, it more or

less proves it, doesn't it?

Then what?

Then we follow him and arrange a little meeting.

Fancy a chip?

Oh.

Fucking light.

I've told you.

For the last time.

We just came here to repossess the bike, that's all.

I mean, my associate, he was hired by Gabby McIntosh.

He runs a bike shop, you know.

I know.

You're free to go, Mr Crawford.

My car keys, please.

No.

No way!

I've got news for you, Harry Crawford.

I don't feel particularly venerable at the moment.

Hello, Mr Pollock?

Yeah, it's Laura Marsh here. I work for Ken Boone.

Yeah, that's right.

Listen, I've some rather unfortunate news.

I'm afraid so, yeah.

He gave us the slip this morning and I was hoping that you might be able to

inform your clients.

Well, I've really no idea why.

It's a strong possibility.

Well, one of our employees did report him purchasing an axe.

Mr Pollack?

Hello?

Hello?

Laura?

Yes? He fell for it. Sinton's leaving now.

Already? But I've only just spoken to Pollock.

Yeah, he had an overnight bag with him as well.

Eight and a half grand's worth of high technology.

There's a flaming blockage in the feed pipe.

The gate says three quarters full.

Somebody's been at it.

What?

Someone's been tampering with a petrol tank. I'd stake my life on it. Well, how

do you know?

Practice, Ken.

Years of it.

Ah.

Mr. Boo.

Or is it Mr. Pollock?

Pollock? Yeah.

We're not here for trouble. Just the bike.

Well, it's not your bike. Oh, is it not?

Lovely gear.

Take your hands off that bike. I wouldn't dream of it.

But you and me, we've got a score to tell.

We will.

Seven and a half grand, was it?

Well, go on.

Count it.

We will.

The bike.

Doesn't make sense, Ken. Why buy it back?

Unless there's something hidden in it.

They're riding them over to the continent, aren't they? To sell them.

You tell me.

I know all about McLaughlin and the HP payments. I know he fakes the papers,

cleans them up. They ain't got nothing to do with the nicking, you know.

just riding.

You sure?

Yeah.

I'm sure.

There's something else going on, you know.

I don't know what yet.

But if your mate Joe and his pals think they're just riding hot bikes down to

the sunshine, I think they're in for a shock.

And I want to try and stop them. Oh, what are you going to do? Invite them

for tea or something?

I've just got to find out what McLaughlin's up to.

And they're really going to believe you?

No.

But they might believe you.

Rupert Boone, security.

Cam, mate!

You all right?

Listen, no time for that. I need your help. I'm at the demotor's garage. Can

pick us up and take us back to the old camp?

OK?

The old camp?

Nice of you to put the kettle on, Mr. Simpson.

Or is it, Mr. Pollock?

You're taking your frown.

That's right.

You have a seat, Mr. Simpson.

No. Let me out, Kat.

So you reckon they're hiding something in the tanks of all these bikes then, do

you? Yeah.

But what, for God's sake?

Well, whatever it is, it's something to do with that printing gear in there.

I thought that was for the bank statements and stuff.

Yeah, it may be.

Oh, Ken, you're not serious about this, are you? Hurry, go and guard the door,

okay?

Just watch the window open.

So you helped yourself.

Yeah. And then you framed me.

I didn't know it would turn out that way. I had no idea. You knew I had a

record. And you lied in call.

Didn't you, Mr. Fenton?

A little louder, please, my friend. Rocky would like to hear as well.

Right, I lied again.

For God's sake, what choice did I have? You tell me.

Look, Mr. Howell... Victor!

Please!

Victor.

I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement.

I'm more than willing to compensate you in whatever way you want.

Two years is a long stretch. You must believe me, I never meant you to go to

jail. I just needed the money from the jewels.

Once the police were involved, what could I do?

Now, when we get to France, we stick together, and no stop.

We're already two days late on this trip.

And as I said, we refuel every 200 miles.

Why every 200 miles?

Because we can't afford to run out of petrol.

All right?

So we travel together, and we never, ever switch to reserve.

Understand? And we do this professionally.

Ken, do you know what you're doing?

Yes, I do, Harry.

They don't chip the paintwork.

Ken, will you get a bloody move while I'd like to bloody well get out of here?

That's what you mean by being venerable, is it?

Venerable? What are we talking about?

Harry, look.

What about putting a tiger in your tank, eh?

Yeah, listen, I tell you, though, it's one of a really good choice.

A really good choice.

Travellers, Jax.

Yeah, probably heading for some black economy somewhere.

Joe and his mates are just mules.

Very well.

You just can't stop interfering, can you?

Oh, no!

Listen to me, Joe.

McLaughlin's taking you for a ride.

She's right, Joe. Listen to her.

I don't know what he's talking about, do you, lad?

He's making a right mug of you.

Come here.

He's packed all these tanks with it, all except his own.

Now, what do you think, hey? You're on a good little earner, taking some hot

bikes down to France.

How much is he paying you? 500?

A grand?

He'll set you up, though.

You take all the risk and he walks off with a small fortune.

I'll wait and wait.

Yeah, it must be Detective Sergeant Hatchard, love.

It's an emergency.

Yeah. I can't have a word with that mate of mine on the CID, you know.

I mean it.

I mean, over two hours he was

engaged. In the end, I just had to let it all go.

Perhaps he left it off the hook.

Hey, this blood pollock, you don't think it's a bit... Dodgy.

Could be. I mean, seven days surveillance of 24 hours a day. I mean,

up to quite a sum, doesn't it?

Hey!

What are you doing here?

Ben, Harry.

Meet Victor Howells.

Victor! Look, before you flip your lid, we can explain.

Can't we, Rocky?

He's riding on that