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Hello.

Dressed too.

Have you found it yet?

I couldn't bleed and miss it.

This one on account?

Haven't you heard? He's joined the Samaritans, giving it away.

I'm sure you are, but I'll need a name, darling.

Wrigley.

Does he come in different flavours?

This surveillance gear's a joke, Harry.

The device overrides the exchange and activates the target.

I thought the Cold War was over.

There's no need to mock.

You're not going to meet the rep for this, are you? Why not?

Because it belongs in a James Bond film.

This thing device is kept.

Saves on legwork.

Not that there's much to save on round here.

It's not a 1 ,200 quid attire, is it?

Cross the boom. Hurt it.

Ray, it's Rocky.

What's up with him?

He's trying to find a new gadget to replace Rocky.

I thought he was irreplaceable.

Can.

Can you make it down to Ray Watt's place?

Yeah, why?

Something's up. I bet you said you were going to take the van for his MOT today.

I did, yeah. Well, Ray's a mate.

Yeah, this is also a walking disaster area.

And the van's MOT runs out tomorrow.

Well, Rocky can do that, can't he?

Wait, wait for it to go first.

Well, thank you, Miss Moneypenny. You're an angel.

Frank!

You've done it again. I need a signature on this, you know.

It'll be fingerprints in a mugshot next.

Well, don't come running to me when you don't get paid.

To lose one car is careless, Ken.

Three in three weeks and you start to smell a rat.

If this carries on, I could lose the business.

You had yours lifted at the power station?

Yeah. You left the engine running.

I told them to be back in the jibby, didn't I? You can't expect them to be on

their guard all hours of the day and night, Ken. I mean, Dave's went in the

streets. Broad bloody daylight.

What are these kids nicking them for?

They're after the radios half the time. What a cash.

What are the police doing about it? What can they do?

They're tearaways.

They're street kids.

They strip the cars and dump them. End of story.

Not much help there, then.

But why me, Ken?

And why is it always the quality cars?

The Mercs? The BMWs? The Volvos.

The account judges.

I'm telling you.

Like they know.

Larry?

Laura?

Organized crime, Ray.

Not very likely, is it? Try telling that to my driver.

Do you trust him?

They use their own vehicles, Ken. They'd be pretty daft to go around nicking

them. But they are worried.

Look, I'll be straight with you, Ken.

Things are pretty rough at the moment.

It's just a bad patch.

What with hiring these extra cars, I'm struggling just to balance the books.

They use their own cars.

Well, it was the least I could do for the blokes who've had a nip.

No car, no cash.

Out of your own pocket.

I got a good deal from Blake's.

Now listen, Ken.

I wouldn't normally ask, but give it a go.

I'm not sure, Ray.

Favour?

Look, you know me, Kent.

I'm not exactly upwardly mobile.

But things were going well for once.

I mean, this firm goes under.

Yeah, all right, all right, all right. But no promises, OK?

Night vision.

It can operate in virtual darkness, amplifying the smallest amount of

light. It's the perfect surveillance tool for environments where artificial

light is low or economically unviable.

Developed by the army, of course.

Yeah, of course.

I don't think we can have much coffee, really.

How much is it?

£600. Twice that with VDU playback.

With video playback.

Well, I was thinking of something a bit more... Well, a bit cheaper.

You know, listening devices, something like that.

Well, there's always the GR -17.

The GR -17?

Portable Telecommunications Protection System.

Pick out a fly buzzing in an orgy, this will.

Want a demo?

Yeah, yeah. Why not?

It's just routine.

I'm talking to everyone connected to the firm.

See what's what.

You don't mind giving us a minute, do you?

That's OK.

I could do the break.

Al is not to wonder why, Chris Seven.

Never trust a cabbie with his secrets.

Cheers, I won't.

I bet you hear some stuff, don't you? Listen to that babbling all day.

Turn a blind eye.

No, things are pretty bad for Ray just now, eh?

I could say that.

Well, you do the books, don't you?

You can see what's happening.

Maybe.

Got any idea about these steps? Anyone I might talk to?

Who do you mean?

Well, you tell me.

I mean, this garage owner, for instance. John Blake, do you know him?

Not really.

Runs the garage.

Fixes the cars for Ray.

Races to a mate. Did business together.

Look, Ken, I really wouldn't know. He doesn't tell me much about his past.

Can you do us a favour, Judy?

Quest 5. Come in, Quest 5.

Aye, aye.

Another lamb for the slaughter.

Looks more like the butcher.

James! You've lost the workshop!

Times must be bad.

Ray Watt hires a private eye.

It's a fair bet his car's a big nick to order.

How do you mean?

Where's the market from?

Third world, mostly.

The cars are shipped out by Spain or Cyprus, and then some rich bloke who

standard line gets his favourite model to order.

There's got to be someone on the inside, eh? Someone who knows Ray's cars.

Like me, you mean?

I mean, does this look like a backstreet garage?

No, no, no. I'm not accusing you. No, it's just your job, isn't it? Dig

rake up the muck.

I'd put it like that, yeah.

It's just a job.

Well, for what it's worth, Mr Boone, this place was a backstreet garage.

The fact that I've spent the best part of 20 years telling it was something

has obviously passed you by.

Look, I make him routine inquiries, that's all.

Should hear him moving about in a moment.

Chance to spy on the staff, I always think.

Catch him having a crafty chat with the missus.

I'm getting something.

Little clicks.

That'll be the phone.

Um, my name's Rocky Cassidy, and, uh, I'd like to speak to someone in

immigration.

What do you mean, aliens?

I'm not a little green man, you know.

Oh, all right.

Yeah.

Cassidy.

Quite an insight, eh?

Yeah.

Hey, Coach Tyler.

Upper Boone Security, hello.

Is Ken there, Ken Boone?

No, I'm sorry, he's out at the moment. Can I help?

It's Judy, um, Judy Simpson from Cret, the cab firm.

Do you want to leave him a message?

No, I'll, uh... Can you just tell him I really need to talk to him?

There's always been your trouble, has there, Ken?

You're always going for the underdog.

Raise a mate.

Yes, that's as may be.

But from what I can gather, everything he touches turns to dust. Oh, Harry.

Well, I mean, you've got nothing to go on, have you? I mean, no leads, nothing.

Blake at the garage.

He could be hiding something.

Oh, we're all hiding something, Ken.

I mean, he flew up the handle. I must have touched on a raw nerve.

Well, follow it up.

I'm going to need Laura.

Why? Some legwork.

Oh, fine, Ken, fine. Great, yeah. Take her. Take Rocky and all.

In fact, you can take the whole bloody workforce.

Yeah. I knew you'd help out.

That's her.

Fiona.

She's Australian. She's a surf instructor or something.

Emma Trent.

The water sports centre.

I never even knew he could swim.

Look at him.

I could eat him for breakfast.

So what home do you see?

I'm supposed to be a man.

They take care of their physique.

What's got into you? You'll be buying plague, aren't you?

I didn't buy them.

So who did then?

They were under the sofa.

Rocky?

He's in training.

For a more athletic form.

There's something amiss, Ken. There's definitely something amiss.

Well, he looks pretty chirpy to me.

Well, I heard him, remember?

And it wasn't your ordinary, average, everyday conversation, you know.

I think you ought to say something to him.

I'm not his minder.

But he trusts you. He'll tell you.

He's a big boy now, Harry.

He's no match for Brunelder, is he?

Besides, I've got to ride shotgun, haven't I, on tonight's shift?

See how it works.

No worries there.

Posh of the Pope's frock, that place.

Base to Crest 8, where in the hell are you?

Ray's old school, Ken.

Looks after his drivers. Good to the punters.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

Well, it's just a theory, you know. Thought somebody might have a reason to

his business down.

Another cab firm, you mean?

Well, it happens, doesn't it? So be it.

Downtown Chicago, maybe.

The most I've had to deal with is some poor Tracy throwing up over my seat

cover.

What do you know about this John Blake, then?

I met him.

Worth a tidy penny, mind.

You know, sharp, but not too sharp.

There's a market, all right.

Especially for your bigger car, if you can ring it.

Ring it?

Ring it.

You know, you buy a wreck, buy a write -off, dump it, nick the registration

documents.

That's what you're buying, the identity of the car.

Yeah, and then they can have a car.

Same make, same year, same model.

And the documents fit it.

All you need is a friendly mechanic, a quick respray, change the plates, and

wreck you bought's just turned into a print.

Crest 5.

Steven's Precision Instruments. That's a bit late, isn't it? Mr Dobson.

Crest 5 to base, we're on our way.

Thought you were asleep.

No, no, I'm not.

What are you doing, then?

Nothing, nothing much.

Why are you hiding it? I'm not, I'm not. Go on, show me it. No, Laura. Okay,

give me it. Laura. Give me it.

You can't do this.

Why not?

Because you can't.

That's no reason.

Australia, Rocky?

Yeah.

Fiona says it's the land of opportunity.

I can make something of myself there. I know I can.

And guess what?

You can ride for days without seeing a soul.

But I thought you were happy with Ken and Harry.

I'm too old to be a professional tea boy.

Ken and Harry aren't going to change.

So I thought I'd better.

Go for it myself.

Broaden the horizons.

Hey.

It's only for a few months.

There's a light on. Out there.

Shall I go and get him out?

I'd lend you me 12 ball.

But you left it at your mouth.

You all right, mate?

Yeah, yeah. I'm living.

Too late.

Didn't expect to see you.

No.

Bad, isn't it?

You could say that.

I've just managed to lose £10 ,000 worth of a lady.

Yeah. Quite bad.

Did you want to talk to me?

About Ray?

There's something I didn't tell you. I wanted to, but I didn't think I should.

Ray's a bit of a gambler.

Maybe you knew.

I'm not surprised.

Well, it's got pretty bad lately.

If it moves, he'll back it.

He's lost a lot, even his wife.

Anyway, he makes these payments to John Blake, 200 quid a month.

Well, Blake does his cards for him. Must be for that.

No, that works all invoice. These payments aren't.

You mean I have got a debt?

Mm -hm.

OK, Crestfall, but can you please try? Our Mr Fisk isn't going to be very

Perfect. That doesn't mean Blake's out there nicking the cards.

No, but maybe he wants to get his hands on the business.

And he knows Ray's on the edge better than anyone.

So I want to give him a push.

Get out.

Ken was just telling me... Get out of my office.

We should talk.

We have nothing to talk about. I think we have.

Oh, you do, do you?

About how you've cocked it up?

How you've hammered in the final nail?

Because I'm going to lose it, Ken.

The whole lot. It's not my fault, mate.

I can't even run my own business now, can I? Well, you're probably right.

That's a final demand on this place.

What are you going to do about that?

You should be straight with me.

What, so you can lose some more of my car for me?

Come on, get out, Kim. Get out!

Judy,

give me a mark on this Stevenson job.

Where are you?

If this goes on, we'll be off the case.

This moves back to Harry's paperwork.

Not yet. That ray's definitely hiding something.

And you want me to keep an eye on him? Find out what, right?

You've got it. In one.

Rocky, I think it might be a good thing if you and me were to have a little chat

and sort a few things out.

The van passed its MOT, Eric.

No, no, it's not that. It's not that.

Now, I understand the need for change as much as anybody, but you must be wary.

What of?

Well, rushing in.

You know, where angels fear to tread, so to speak.

I mean, it takes pain.

Never been.

Well, a good thing, probably.

But as you know, I had a very painful interlude in Spain, and it was there

I realised that I was happiest in the bosom of my friends, particularly Ken.

Well, he's a good mate, yeah.

Precisely. Look, Harry, I'm sorry I'm in a rush and I know Ken's busy, but

there's something wrong.

We should talk about it.

No, no, look, listen, no. Harry, we'll have a little chat later if you like.

Any news from the police on these murders?

Yeah, loads.

Happens about ten times a day, and the kids in Nickham are virtually

untraceable. Nothing new on that, then?

No, except those guys usually show up again.

These are vanishing.

Which makes me think there's someone behind all this.

Yeah, well, what's Blake got to gain in all this?

He just runs a garage.

Could be doing it for another firm.

No, still doesn't make sense, Ken.

Well, I don't know, Harry. I'm not the Oracle.

But someone is targeting those cars.

From inside the firm.

Well, where else?

Yeah, well, they'll keep their heads down now they know you're on the game,

won't they?

Could take months again. Yeah, and that's what Ray doesn't have.

Well, you don't have to help him, you know.

You're responsible, all right?

Yes, I try.

So, what do you suggest?

We need something to draw them in.

It's like they can't resist.

This is a finely tuned precision machine, not some fancy model.

Oh, I don't know.

What about Laura's car, then? Well, would you nick Laura's car?

Oh, you've got a point, I suppose.

But quite apart from the fact that I love this car, Ken, it's worth a

Well, exactly. It's the type they've been nicking. We installed a tracking

device, set it up as a cab. It'll get stolen. Yes, and then we've got enough

proof to nail our ringleader. We're laughing.

Well, you might be, but I don't know how this thing works.

We'd better read the instructions.

I'm off to spread the word there's a nice juicy blue jag ripe for the

No, but enough.

How do you think I told her?

Well, no one else knew.

Listen to me, Ray. It's in my interest to protect you.

about, you know.

Sorry? Yeah, you've been hanging around.

Um, yeah, well, I don't know much about cars.

Ah, what are you after?

Um,

green.

I'm looking for a green car.

Green.

Programming the transmitter code. I've done that.

Check that the computer drive is on M.

What's going on?

Laura, at the screen, tell me, is there a map on it?

Yeah.

And a little flashing green dot?

Yeah. That's it. That's it. We've done it. That's here. That's Nottingham.

That's Colwick.

It's not, you know.

Eh?

Tide Park Corner.

No, no, no. See, the culture's dark. That's what worries me.

They speak English, don't they? Oh, yeah.

But Fiona said it'll take, you know, a little while to get used to.

What with the Aboriginals and that.

Do you know, apparently they have these dreams.

And when they wake up, they know exactly where they're going.

Rockwell.

Do you think you've thought about this properly?

I mean...

Are you sure you want to leave Harry and Ken?

I don't have much choice the way I see it.

I've been doing the same job for ages.

I think everyone wants a bit of adventure.

Well, I just want mine.

And how do you intend to mastermind this little plan?

Easy. We're going to use Harry's car as a decoy.

What, and then you sort of track them down?

Something like that, yeah.

I've been drinking, Ken, and it still sounds like a bad idea.

Are you going to give it a go?

Look, it's easy. All you have to do is tell them you've got a new driver with a

beautiful blue Jag.

They might go for it.

We should team up, you and me. We'd do a fine line in loft causes.

Do I take that to mean yes?

Okay, now have you got it?

New driver, nice Jag.

Nothing else. Not a word to anybody.

See you in the morning.

Good night, ladies.

Ray's upset, Judy.

It wouldn't look good if his drivers knew about his problem.

It's his own fault.

That's not the point.

I haven't said a word, all right?

I'd hate to think you'd let him down after all he's done to you.

I'm grateful you don't have to rub my nose in it.

And you don't have to be like this.

How's business, John?

Business is fine.

It's what matters, eh?

Sorry?

Nothing.

Look, I'm sorry if I jump to conclusions.

I thought you'd been indiscreet.

Not my style.

You should know that.

Is there anything you want?

I've got to go. Pick up Kelly. I'll give you a lift.

I'll finish up here later.

Developed by the army.

Little Muppets, more like.

London.

I ask you, Laura, London.

Maybe they didn't have a map of Nottingham.

I don't know. They'd have to programme it with something.

Well, that's not our story. We'll just have to call it out.

Harry. Well, have you got any bright ideas?

Turn the car.

What, the way those kids drive?

Foot flat on the floor, no road. That's perfect, Laura, that is perfect.

That's all.

Well, I'm not having my car stuffed up like a Cuba fancy toothpaste.

Look, all I want is a bit of insurance. I mean, that's not much to ask for, is

it? Well, you'll just have to think of something, won't you?

Why not?

Because it's a boot, Harry.

Yes, I know, I know. We can ride it with power and make it comfortable.

It's still a boot.

Where's your sense of adventure?

It thrives on wide open spaces.

We can give you a little catch so you can get out.

Oh, that'll be great, that will, yeah. I'll just pop my head out and say, don't

worry about me, I've just got this thing about boots.

Ken needs to prove Rocky.

At least you'll be able to tell him who the ringleader is and where they take

them. Laura, no.

We'll be right behind you, mate. No!

Joey?

Lost

your

bearings, Mr. Boone.

This is Nottingham, not L .A.

You'd better have a very good reason for being here.

I think so.

Look, Boone, I think there are one or two things we should sort out.

Yeah, your mechanic, Joey Wallace, for starters.

If I wanted Ray's business, I could buy it. I think I'm worth that. You should

know. You've had a butcher's at the books. What's all those payments for?

I bailed him out. He'd been in trouble.

Just like that.

But we go back a long way. There's no squeeze.

And yes, my mechanic does have a record. Nothing nasty.

And you took him on? Without the kindness of your heart.

I know his missus. It was for her mostly.

And no, it wouldn't surprise me if he was being a bad boy again.

Not alone, he's not. Someone is targeting those cars.

Oh, so you say.

How come you know Judy?

Ray's girl?

One of the radio?

I don't. Not really.

You seemed very friendly earlier this afternoon.

Oh, I have helped her out in the past.

You do much of this, do gooding.

I have my reasons.

But you're not about to share them with me.

There was an incident.

I'd lent her some money. Maybe she was grateful.

Maybe she just needed comforting.

Comforting?

What comfort?

Comfort's got a funny way of turning into something else.

This incident?

What do you mean?

It was two years ago.

She had a child, no job.

I lent her money, persuaded Ray to take her on.

Now you're going to ask me why.

Did I fall for her?

Maybe.

Mostly because Kelly is my daughter.

How's she been?

She's fine.

I'm in bother because of you.

Oh, yeah.

With Blake.

He thinks I've been a bad girl.

And have you?

Well, I put him off the scent.

Only to protect my interests.

And yours, for that matter.

I told that Ken Boone about Ray's little secret.

And Blake took exception.

I've got a present for you.

Go on.

I'm not sure you deserve it.

The new bloke's starting at the firm.

And?

And he's got a jag.

Just tell me where and when.

And you'll deliver.

Best 8, you clear yet?

Why's it taking so long?

We've got to wait for the call.

Maybe nobody wants to look at it. What do you mean?

Nobody wants to look at it.

Press 10, calling Press 10.

Hello? Sorry it's been so quiet, but I've got one for you now.

Can't wait.

East Midlands Airport, pick up name Kirby.

Here we go again.

Oh, look at him.

Harry.

Well, he can't say he's not on the front line now, can he?

Well, I don't think this is quite what he had in mind.

Right.

There is no parking area.

Any unattended vehicles may be removed by the police.

You are advised to use the car park's...

Nothing.

What do you expect? A granny with a brace pole back.

I don't know why we're going home. We'll be doing this for the next three bloody

weeks.

What are we waiting for? Stop the car!

Nothing, nothing, nothing!

This isn't going well.

I'm sorry.

Rocky,

are you all right?

Flora, it's horrible.

I feel sick.

It's all right.

We're right behind you.

It won't be long.

Laura, the cat's broken her.

I'll get out.

Hello, Ray, it's Ken. We need a car out here, mate.

I've got to get after them. Rocky's still in there.

Helicopter? Yeah, everything you can get. Do they know we've let the Jag up?

God knows. Ray, this is urgent.

I know it's urgent. I'll get on to it.

Judy?

Judy!

Laura, it's awful.

I feel like a lamb with a slaughter.

Listen, we've lost you.

You what? I'm sorry.

Do you know where you are?

How can I?

I'm in a boot, remember?

You're supposed to know where I am.

Only I knew how to do that at the original scene.

I should have known.

Joey wouldn't have the brains.

You told him the lot.

All he had to do was be there, and lo and behold, the right car turns up at

right time. Yeah, well, it's too late now, and it hardly matters.

It matters because I thought you had more sense.

I need some money, John. I've got to get away.

Right under Ray's nose.

John, please.

I need some money. I wouldn't ask you if I didn't need it. You know that.

Kenny, Judy, for our daughter.

You promise?

Bit late for that, isn't it?

Where's the car, the Jag?

I haven't seen your car.

What's this grubby little deal all about?

I thought I'd explain that.

It was her, wasn't it, tipping you off about those cars?

Why don't you ask her?

I've just about had enough of this.

I need some answers, please. Oh, please, don't. Leave him alone.

It was me.

Me and Joey.

We took them.

Where is he?

He'll... He'll be at the flat.

The car?

He'll know.

I've had it with you, Mifflin. You're supposed to bring the cars straight

No, we didn't. Some grampa in a Renault 4 piled into us first.

Yeah, well, I've been on the phone all night trying to find a wreck to match

Now, neither of them really used to me.

Get out.

I was.

Imperfect goods, no payment.

What about the car?

Get rid of it.

Dump it.

Ring.

Please ring.

Well, his battery must have gone by now, love.

I've got to help him.

He's depending on us, and we're just sitting here.

Yeah, I know.

The police stand a better chance of finding him than we do.

It's hopeless.

Anything could have happened to him by now.

This is Harry's idea of responsibility.

I definitely made the right move.

And what about Boone?

I sent him to the flat.

He knows about it?

Yeah, but he doesn't know we're here.

He doesn't know this place exists.

But what now?

We'd better disappear.

Just like that?

I bought you toothbrush.

And Kelly?

She's at Kate's. We can pick her up.

Bloody dangerous you are.

I am trying him, Rocky.

Well, try a bit harder, can't ya?

God knows where he's got to.

Look, I know where they're taking the cars to.

There's this, um, this band of, like, garage doors and trains going by all the

time. You know the lock -up's under the railway, aren't you?

It's gotta be there.

Okay, Rocky.

Um, just keep trying, will ya?

All right, all right.

And call the police.

At last.

Listen, Ken. We've found Rocky.

He knows where the cars go.

Great! Okay!

Tell me now.

No. It's a surprise.

I'll make you.

No, you won't.

I'm good at keeping my mouth shut.

Not with me, you're not.

I know.

No.

Well?

Blake. Mm -hmm.

Oh.

Joey.

Joey. I don't believe it.

You told him where I'd be to save yourself.

Joey.

I'd never do that.

Satisfied? Two days.

They thought they struck it lucky with me, didn't they?

Watson, Blake, yeah.

I thought you were a safe bet.

So did I.

I love Joe.

A lot.

Haven't you ever loved anyone like that?

Maybe not.

Tell Ray and John I'm sorry.

What a fool I've been, Ken.

I trusted that girl.

Really liked her.

And all the time she's ripping off my best cab right in front of me.

I think you're being a bit hard on yourself, Ray.

Yeah, well, I suppose she took us all in.

How about the firm, Ray? You going to be all right?

As long as the driver stick with me, I'll get through.

Oh, the stuff will pull together. You'll see.

See you again.

What's up, Rocky?

What's up?

Did you get your visa?

Oh, I just don't want to talk about it.

Oh, no.

What happened?

They won't let me in unless I've got a trade.

It's hopeless.

Rocky?

We've been thinking.

Can I mean that is?

And we've decided to reward your dedication to Crawford Boone Security by

you a junior partner.

Do I get a pay rise?

Well, it's more a junior executive post, really, isn't it?

Yes, but you get to share some of the profits.

Right.

Well, don't just stand there, Laura. There's work to be done, money to be

As long as fish swim in the sea, as long as women still puzzle me,

as long as a dime is worth ten cents,

how long we'll still be friends.

We'll be friends, we'll be friends, we'll be friends through the years. Just

like Starsky's Hutch or the Spreedmuck's Dears, we'll be contrasting arms

through the tears and the beers.

And when the whole story ends, buddy, we'll still be friends.