All language subtitles for Boon s07e07 The Sharp End

Sometimes I sit here feeling alone.

No one to talk to. I got no telephone.

We'll call you back.

Thank you.

Morning, Ken.

Morning, Harry.

Look, I won't be until about half nine.

I thought I'd pick up the new letter.
It's on the way in.

You do that, mate.

See you later, then. Bye.

Cheers.

I'm not happy, Ken.

What the hell

are you doing?

We're not opening yet, Grandad. Come
back in about half an hour, eh? This is

pitch!

I don't know what you're talking about.

You're on my pitch!

Look, it's got nothing to do with me. I
just go where I'm told, all right?

If you don't ship that stuff, I win.

That would not be the best idea you've
ever had.

Problem, lads?

He's on my pitch.

Not here, my office.

Get these bloody vans off!

Now, you know the rules, Neville. Pitch
his cupboard by seven.

But someone slashed my tires.

I'm sorry, mate. I really am. But my
hand's inside.

You're off. End of story.

You can't do that. I'm entitled to have
three warnings in writing before you can

put me off my pitch.

You've got five minutes to get your vein
off site.

Now go over your head.

She'll never chew his vein, Keith.

You haven't heard the last of this.

I think we have.

Morning.

Don't say a word.

You look very nice.

It's Harry's new strategy.

He's taking me with him to see this
bloke from the council.

Sounds like Harry.

What's that with him?

Cold store job.

I can't feel my feet.

Kites.

You should wear kites under your
trousers.

Lovely. What if I had an accident and
was rushed into hospital or something?

Loads of blokes wear them. Like
builders.

No.

What would the wife say?

Be all right. As long as you wash them,
poor thing will give them back.

She wears stockings.

Morning, all.

Rocky.

Shut your mouth, Rocky. I can see your
tonsils.

Won't you wear stockings?

That's even worse.

Look, if you're really desperate, I'll
lend you a pair of tights.

What do you think, Rocky?

Eh? Tights or stockings? Well, I...
Morning, all.

Harry. Oh, very nice, Alex.

I say nice indeed, yes.

What's up with them?

He's got frostbite.

You want to wrap up a bit?

Alex tells me you're back at the
council, then.

Top man, Ken.

Peter Allinson, head of corporate
holdings.

We've got another one.

We've got to do something about this,
Kent. What can I do?

Well, you're an investigator. Go and
sort it out.

That's the fourth order for fish we've
had this week.

And what worries me is there's a
fishmonger somewhere who's getting all

security inquiries.

Sarah.

Sarah Blake.

What, Jim Blake's wife?

Jim Blake was in the fire service with
us. He died in a warehouse fire about,

what, five years ago, Ken?

No, longer.

I didn't know you'd kept in touch.

We hadn't.

You look great.

I look the baddest elf.

Listen, where did you find me?

The service.

Oh, they've still sent someone round
twice a year to see if I'm coping.

They gave me your number.

And are you coping?

I like to think so.

You're quite a celebrity at the brigade
these days.

A detective?

Well, not exactly.

No?

No, it's a security firm. You know, we
guard buildings, offices.

With Harry? Yeah.

How is he?

Do you know Harry?

Still chasing his knighthood.

Something like that.

I always thought it was funny, you two
setting up together.

Why? Just seemed a strange sort of mix,
that's all.

A good mate.

He's stuck by me, you know.

Times when it's mattered.

Talking of which... Yes.

Are you in trouble?

Not just me.

After Jim died, I had a bit of a crisis.

It was nothing serious. I just woke up
and felt I wasn't doing anything with my

life. I'd died along with him.

So I took up a stall in the market here.

Well, that's good, isn't it?

I struggled hard at first, but it's good
now.

Well, that is, it was, until about a
month ago.

A new market superintendent started.

Friends that had been here for years
started losing their pictures. New

started arriving and taking over.

So he thinks something's going on?

Well, as far as we can tell, he's using
the market to line his own pockets,

taking backhanders from people, pulling
the rug from one of those who won't pay

him and giving the pictures to those who
will.

Has he started on you?

I don't know what I'll do if I lose the
store, Ken.

If I have to go back to the way I was
before.

We need to prove what's going on so we
can go to the council and tell them

exactly what he's been doing.

Sounds easy if it's that fast enough.

I'd understand if you said no.

You haven't changed much, have you?

Does that mean you're home?

Do I have a choice?

I don't believe it, Ken. I really don't
believe it.

I'm trying to negotiate one of the
biggest contracts we've ever had, and

want a week off? Three or four days,
Harry, that's all.

And why do you want Rocky?

Because I can't do it on my own. I don't
mind, Harry. Oh, no.

I can watch six of our men in the
morning as a show of faith.

It'll be all out to the pump.

He's a creep.

He's a very important man.

He's got good connections at the
council.

He keeps looking up my dirt.

Oh, rubbish!

He just dropped his pencil.

Eleven times?

Look, I promised Sarah I'd do this. And
is she going to pay us for your

services?

She's Jim's widow, Harry.

That's not the point!

What? Well, is Alison paying for these
six guards, is he? This is business,

It's a sprat to catch a mackerel.

Look, we haven't got your mackerel.

You've got the wrong number.

And I'm talking about people's
livelihood.

This team has been hurling their pitches
from under them. Six traders have lost

their pitches.

In as many weeks. That's not our
problem.

Maybe not, but there is.

I don't see why.

No, you don't, do you?

No. Come on, Rocky. You're coming with
me.

You know I've had Neville Crane up here
shouting the odds.

I thought he might.

You're getting sloppy, Gavin.

How long do you think I can control this
if I've got people wandering up here

screaming corruption at me?

I'll deal with it.

You'd better.

And quick.

I'll need his details.

Christopher, bring in the blue trader's
file, will you?

Morning, Neville.

You've been saying nasty things about
me, Nev.

I'm hurt.

Now, I could sue.

But as we're old mates, I think we'll
just settle out of court, eh?

You made it, then? Yeah, just.

Right, well, look, we'll just finish up
getting this stall up, then we're going

to have some breakfast.

Who's that lot?

Oh, they're the new traders.

Every one of them just happened to be
here the same day one of the regulars

thrown off. Very convenient.

Yeah, very.

Rocky, come on, give us a hand.

Look, I'll introduce you to Raymond
Peerplate.

Who's that, then?

He's the branch rep, Traders'
Association.

Oh.

Em, look at this.

Lovely.

I've seen one just like it in a
jewellery.

Oh, yeah.

Another 143 over there in the van.

Who's that over there?

Tommy. Take no notice of him. He's
harmless, you know.

So no -one knows what we're doing here?
No, no -one but me and Raymond.

Em?

Is that him?

It's me.

Mr. Crane will no longer be a problem.

Fine.

Sorry about that, Harry.

I think you'll be very pleased, Peter.

I'm sure I will, Harry. I'm sure I will.

Here you are, Peter.

Six of my best men at your disposal.

If he does that again, I'll kick him
where it hurts.

Sorry? Oh, Alex was just saying it's not
so much a job, it's more a privilege.

What is?

Guarding the corridors of power, the
seat of local government.

And you did say that Alex would be
personally supervising the operation.

Yes, he's very keen to get started.

Good. Good.

In my now, chaps, gentlemen waiting to
be served.

Two teas, please.

You want a gas?

Sorry? The market.

What's rigged?

What's your line?

Oh, I'm helping out at the china stall
down there.

I ain't seen you before.

I haven't been here before.

Looks like you ain't been anywhere
before.

Is that right?

What do you reckon, lads? Does our
friend look a mushroom or not?

We'll see.

Well, I thought if you're going to take
the piss, you'll want something to carry

it home in.

So you've met our little friends?

Little? Yeah, sort of. What do you think
then, Ken?

Very artistic, Rocky.

Oh, Ken, can I introduce you to Raymond
Pierce, our branch rep? Hello. Hello.

Rayson will get me an application form.
He says I can become an associate

member. Is that right?

Yeah. Sarah's told me a lot about you.

Although, I must say, I was a little
surprised when she told me she called in

private investigator.

No, I'm only here as a friend.

Oh, well, of course.

There's anything I can do to help.

Yeah, there is one thing that puzzles
me. Yeah?

Well, if everyone round here knows
Gavin's a crook, and presumably

member of your association... Well, most
of them.

How come the association can't know
anything about it?

Well, we can't. Not without any firm
evidence.

Right, so if we were to provide some...
Well, I'm in daily contact with head

office. You bring me something concrete,
I'm going to go straight through to the

council. Right, fair enough.

Right, well, good luck.

Hope this is all right for you, Harry.

I've never been one for long, expensive
lunches.

No, me neither, Peter.

No, me neither.

I find it relaxes me.

Puts me in the right frame of mind, so
to speak.

Maybe we can even get Alex on the table.

Not in this dress, you won't.

Titty, roll us up the bramble, will you,
Harry?

Yeah, yeah.

No.

The brown.

Eh? There.

That's it.

Yellow.

That's it. Of course.

Can I ask, is this dishwasher safe?

Sorry, love?

Well, can I put it in the dishwasher?

Well, um... Well, is it dishwasher safe
or not?

Of course it is, sweetheart.

Dishwasher safe, microwave safe. You can
throw the whole thing out in cold fire.

It wouldn't make a blemish.

In fact, we're only selling them at this
price because they're slight seconds.

You see this pattern?

Oh, I do. It should be going round the
other way.

£4 .99 a ticket. Get a five for cash.

I hope.

It hasn't been stolen, has it?

Of course it has. How do you think we
can sell it for a fiver?

You stopped on your way home, just so
you found it on the bus, all right?

Terry Holloway.

Ken. Ken Rogers.

It's quite a show there.

Well, you've got to give them the bunny.
It's what they come here for.

Yeah, I try and remember that.

Look, about what happened earlier, I
wasn't having a pot.

No, neither was I.

Us new boys, we've got to stick
together.

I only started myself yesterday.

Yeah, pitches must be hard to find round
here. Yeah, like gold does. I know

people give their right arm for pitches
on here. Bit drastic, innit? Must be an

easier way.

Nothing's easier in this life, Kent.

Worth remembering that.

I'll try.

Who you been?

You're supposed to be looking after this
stall.

I've only been gone a minute.

Hey, seen her?

Oh, Carol.

Just keep your mind on the job, will ya?
Only it's a bit like going to the

chemist's, eh? What is?

Well, you see, I keep going over there,
meaning to ask her out, and, well, every

time I get there... Oh, look, I've got
these all ready.

Stay here a minute.

Where are you going?

Anyone comes, you keep them talking till
I come out.

Ken?

So we're definitely in the running,
then, are we, Peter?

Absolutely, Harry.

I was very impressed with your figures.

I'd like to meet the rest of your team,
though, Harry.

Team? You've got a partner, haven't you?

Pink.

Yes, yes.

He's very anxious to meet you as well.

How little surprise we haven't met
already, considering the size of the

contract.

Yes, well, he concentrates more on the
investigation arm, you see, Peter.

Even so.

Yes, well, fine, fine.

I will set up a meeting.

Good man.

Oh, that was so unlucky.

So, you're involved in investigations as
well, Harry?

Oh, yes, yes, CBS offers a full range of
services, Peter.

That's very comforting.

Green.

Unlucky, Harry.

Nice try.

Carol, I was just wondering, I mean, I
thought, have you got Adam Hartmother by

Pink Floyd?

Who the hell are you?

My name's Rogers.

Ken Rogers.

Would you mind telling me what you're
doing in my office?

Yeah, I was looking for Gabby.

You've found him.

Good.

Thing is, I'm working in one of the
stalls down there.

What's the stall?

China?

And?

Well, I was hoping to get a permanent
stall, you know, one of my own.

Selling what?

Biker's gear.

Helmets, you know, that sort of thing.

I'll fill this in.

I'll see if I can get you put on a
weight in this.

I, um, I had hoped there might be a
quicker way.

Oh?

Well, you know, I'm willing to part with
the odds.

How do you mean?

Well, you know, oil the wheels a bit.

You wouldn't be offering me a bribe,
would you?

If you like, yeah.

Oh, that's a bit, you think?

I don't like it.

That's not how we do business here, Mr
Rogers.

And if I hear you've repeated that offer
to any of my staff, you'll be off this

market so quick that your feet won't
touch.

Yeah, OK.

Sorry.

Goodbye.

Well, that's it, then. What is?

Well, you offered to make money and he
threw you out.

So?

Are you wasting your time?

I don't think so.

Well, I do.

Alison wants to meet you.

She's interested in learning about the
full range of our services and it could

be profitable, Ken.

I can't right now, Harry.

Look, Ken.

I mean, we're stretched to breaking
points. I mean, every man we've got is

working a double shift.

And to cap it all, I've got some lunatic
who keeps ringing up every five minutes

wanting 200 weight of smoked haddock.
Just a few more days, please, Harry.

We might not have a few more days, Ken.
The whole bloody place is crumbling

around our ears.

Hardly. Well, how would you know? You're
never here, are you? You ought to be

where I am, mate, at the sharp end.

You have been playing snooker all
morning.

I have been entertaining a client,
trying to get us a contract that'll put

there amongst the big boys.

Well, I happen to think this is more
important. What, chasing round after a

of bad boys and spits?

They are people, Harry, trying to earn a
living, like you and me.

No, Ken, just like me. I'm trying to
earn a living for the both of us while

you're swanning about, playing the good
Samaritan.

You want to get your priorities right,
mate. My priorities haven't changed

the day I met you.

What about you, Harry?

Ken? It's Sarah.

Hello.

The bastards.

All right, love.

Yeah, I'll see you down the market.

One of these traders I've been wasting
my time on has been beaten half to

What were you saying about the sharp
end, Harry?

Yeah.

Ken, hey, listen.

And you're sure you didn't see who it
was?

Well, it was too dark.

Did they say anything?

He's told you all he knows.

Well, what about the car or the van? I
mean, did you recognise them? Like I

said, it was dark.

They didn't take anything?

No, look, I've told you everything I
know. Please.

He's been in casualty all morning. The
hospital said he has to rest.

Yeah, OK, sorry. Look, did anyone else
know you were going up the council

offices? No one.

You sure?

You didn't tell anyone up the market?

No. And what about the bloke you went to
see?

Allenson? His head of corporate
holdings. He's Gavin's boss.

Peter Allenson?

Yes. Do you know him?

No.

But I know a man who does.

Where, Ken?

I don't know. Went off about an hour
ago.

How did he seem to you?

Eh?

I mean, did he seem upset or anything?

I don't think so.

Oh, he didn't mention me at all, then?

No. Why?

Oh, I don't think now what you said.

Actually, Harry, I'm glad you're here.
You couldn't keep your eye on us all the

minute, could you?

We've all had a little break since Ken
left.

Time for a wee.

Certainly not.

Oh, come on, please. It's only over
there.

Oh, go on, hurry up. Thanks, mate.

Um, is it you on this door?

Well, yes, it is. Well, I bought this
from you earlier.

Now, you said it was dishwasher proof.

I never said anything.

Oh, but you did.

And you said I could chuck it on the
fire.

I've never seen you before in my life.
Look, I am an old -age pensioner. Well,

don't doubt that. You're trying to cut
me out of my pension. That's what you're

doing. I beg your pardon. And it doesn't
go far, you know, not my pension.

I am an old -age pensioner, aren't I? It
doesn't go far.

How much was it?

Ten pounds.

There.

Happy now?

I'll have to be, won't I?

Hello, Charlie.

Harry here.

No, Alex is about somewhere. Do you want
me to get her on the radio? No, no,

it's all right. I'll just have a look
round, see how you're all getting on.

That's brilliant.

You've got central eating.

Yeah.

Ken, wait.

You'll need a badge.

What are you doing?

It's better you don't know.

Does Harry know you're here?

No.

Listen, it's Alan, some bloke.

Did you know he was in charge of all the
markets?

No.

Is that why you're here? You think he's
involved in what you're doing? I don't

know yet.

Did you find anything?

No. Everything's locked.

Listen, I'd appreciate it if you didn't
let Harry know I was here.

No. I think you're right.

Thanks a lot, Charlie.

Ken, wait.

You can't leave.

What? Alex's orders. You have to keep
your ear till she comes down.

Alex? Sorry, Ken.

Thanks, Charlie.

So what's going on?

You forgot something. What?

I don't know if this will be any help.

Where did you get this?

Alan's bottom drawer.

You'd be amazed at what you can do with
a mail file.

You naughty girl.

Right, everybody, look.

This book shows that Peter Allinson's
involved in all this as well. It's a

of names and the price they're willing
to pay to get on your market.

Now, six names have been crossed out
already, and we know who they are, but

there's another 20 in here. That 20 of
us are going to lose our pictures unless

we do something.

What do you see, Raymond?

At least the names and figures doesn't
prove anything on its own.

It proves Allenson's involved.

OK.

And the Association is watching the
situation closely.

But if we make our move too soon, we
could all end up losing our pitches

Turn up or crane that.

What have we got here?

It's like the bleeding Mary Celeste out
here.

Branch meeting.

Jewellery market hours.

There's nothing in the rules to say when
meetings can be held.

Not in yours, maybe, but there is in
mine.

We know all about your rules.

Looks like the natives are getting
restless, Keefe.

Oh, Mr Rogers.

You do keep popping up, don't you?

Yeah, looks like it.

Well, not anymore, it doesn't.

As of now, you're off the market.

You can't do that.

He's working for me.

Fine. Well, you're off as well.

Keith, another three warnings for the
file.

Would anyone else like to join her while
he's got his typewriter out?

Can't you do something? You'll be
hearing from the association.

I look forward to it.

You lot still here?

Looks like you're a general without an
army, old son.

It's not over yet.

Oh, yes, it is.

Keefe, the next time Mr Rogers here sets
foot on site, have him removed, will

you? It'll be a pleasure.

Out. I'm not going anywhere.

It's all right. I'll be OK.

Are you sure?

Wait.

I understand you're doing a collection
for Neville.

Give him my best.

Go on, Rocky.

No.

I'll stay here.

Come on, help.

All right.

I'll get right outside.

I understand you've got something which
belongs to me.

Oh? A book.

What's that? How to win friends and
influence people?

Listen, everyone knows about you and
Alison, you know.

Information is useless unless you've got
the balls to do something with it.

Where is it? I don't know what you're
talking about.

Keith.

Keith.

It's all right.

That might out there bring it to us with
a little gentle persuasion.

A pleasure doing business with you,
Kenneth.

A pity it was so short -lived.

First time you loaded a van all week,
mate. What's the matter? You got

or something?

You heard of women's rights.

They get right up these days if you help
them out.

Come on, Keith.

I'll buy you a beer.

Let the lady do her own dirty work.

Ten minutes.

All right, boy.

Now, this is all your fault.

What do you mean? The great help you've
been. Oh, come on. Well, look at it. All

your daddy's made things worse.

Sarah's lost her pitch. Neville's been
beaten up.

What are you going to do for your next
trick? Have the market closed down

altogether? I didn't see you doing much
to stop them. Stop it!

Raymond's right, Ken. I should never
have let you get involved in all this.

Come on, love.

We're just beginning to get somewhere.

I'm sorry.

Like Raymond said, maybe we should leave
it to the Association.

Is that what you want?

Come on.

Yes, yes, Peter.

I'll leave no stone unturned.

Right, Peter, you leave it with me.

I suppose you know what that was.

Peter? He wants to know how somebody
could walk past six of our security

stroll into his office and rifle his
drawers.

Talk of it... Hello?

No, I have not got any flaming kippers,
you pillow...

I mean, talk about shooting yourself in
the foot.

I mean, what kind of a security firm is
it that breaks into the offices it's

supposed to be guarding?

I didn't break in, Harry.

No, you didn't.

Because the bloody security guards gave
you a pass and held the flaming door

open for you. It wasn't Charlie's fault,
Harry. I was in charge.

I'm not interested in whose fault it
was.

I'd would just like to know how we're
going to retrieve the situation.

The man's bent, Harry.

Rubbish can.

You haven't found one shred of evidence.

What about the book? Oh, yes. Now,
where's this book now?

Sarah's got it.

Sarah? Oh, that was a roaring success,
wasn't it?

Two days and you've got it thrown off
the market.

Have you any idea what I've been through
these past few days?

Pink balls instead of red ones.

Yellow balls instead of green ones.

Not to mention being set on at the
market by old Mother Riley. And that

me, you owe me a ten... Oh, yes, go on,
go on. Let's all have a good laugh.

Let's see how funny you think it is when
you're back in a cold store, mate.

Well, it's work for nothing.

I suppose you're all very pleased with
yourselves.

Now, where are you going?

Now, where do you think?

I'm going to try and salvage something
out of all this.

Look, if I promised to get his book back
for him, do you think you could get it

off Sarah?

No, Harry.

Well, I don't have to tell him who took
it. I just said they caught somebody on

the way out and they dropped it.

No, that's the only chance those traders
have got.

You never know when you're beating you,
do you?

No.

I'll put the head off you.

I'll get them to take up your case.

It's my own fault.

You told me to leave well alone, but I
wouldn't listen. Well, at least you

tried.

I heard about what happened to you, sir.

I'm sorry.

Made you feel good, didn't it?

Having a whip around?

Look, I've stood out there in the rain
and the snow with every one of you for

eight years.

Is that all it was worth?

Look, there's a hundred gavons out
there.

If you pay this one, you'll have to pay
the whole lot of them.

Stop their excotiation.

There was a time when we used to do
things for ourselves.

Are you all too old to remember that?

What are you doing?

Canceling your membership to the Market
Traders Association.

You're getting out as well, eh?

Why'd you join anyway? You were only a
market trader for two days.

Oh, yes.

Yes, but Carol explained to me, you see,
how important it is for us all to stick

together.

Anyway, she goes down to meetings every
week.

Who's Carol?

Oh, she's brill.

She runs a record store.

She's got everything around stores she
has.

She did, eh?

We've already showed that.

So, what now?

I don't know.

So the creep just gets away with it?

No, we've been lucky.

Now, now.

All right, Barry.

Can I speak to someone about my
mentorship, please?

Sarah, I feel sorry for.

I mean, all she was trying to do was
help everybody else, and now she's lost

storm and everything.

Thank you, Rocky.

Oh, no, Kim.

I didn't mean... Tommy.

Sarah said I'd find you here.

You've made a bit of a mess of things,
haven't you?

Thanks for reminding me.

How would you like to have another go?

This time with a bit of help, eh?

If we get all the old hands together, we
can beat them at their own game.

Get there early and reclaim the fight.

I'd like to see them through us all.

Yes, sir.

They'll be here, Ken.

About time.

I don't think it's the cavalry, Ken.

I think the Indians have got here first.

Come on, Tommy.

Well, don't look so surprised.

I don't get it. Don't worry.

In this lot, we're just about her.

I think you'd better get in the van.

No, thanks.

You going soft on us, Tom? If you like.

You're not welcome here anymore.

Why don't you just clear off?

Go stuff yourself.

It's time for that.

You took your time. Getting worried,
were we?

No.

I was just about to make my move,
actually.

See you, Tommy. I'm off now. Good luck,
mate. Good luck.

Neville, I'm going to make a move.

Be good.

You're off hotel?

Yeah. Oh, yeah, they've just opened a
new gaff down in Ashby.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. I think I'll put my name down on
the waiting list.

Be lucky, eh, Ken?

Yeah, and you.

What's going on?

Raymond, I'm sorry. We tried to get hold
of you. What's he doing here? I asked

him to come.

Right. Well, we've done our bit. Now
it's up to you.

What do you think they're going to
testify against Gavin?

If it came to the crunch, I wouldn't
count on it. It's not their way.

We're right back where we started.

Where's Ellison's book?

I hid it.

Where? Under the steps to the market
office. They'd never think you're

there. I'll get it.

You'd better not see Sarah.

OK.

So, what now?

Well, we go and see Allenton.

What about Harry?

We worry about Harry when we get there.

Um, Ken, there's just something I've got
to... You're just going to stay right

there, OK?

It's gone.

It can't have.

Well, go and keep it yourself.

We go without it, come on. If you
haven't got the book, you've got no

Come on, Tommy. Don't tell me you
haven't played poker. Come on, my son.

Bye. Where are the others?

These two in their rooms?

All right.

Harry.

Hello, Harry.

Oh, Sarah, nice to see you again.

What's going on? We're going in to see
Alison.

What for?

What do you think?

Oh, come on, now, look, Ken, you can't
do this.

Why not?

What are you...

When is he going to award the contract?
I think the papers have been drawn up.

He hurts people, eh?

Takes away their livelihood, beats them
up when they complain.

I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable
explanation.

Yeah, there is. He's a crook.

Well, you don't know that.

Not for sure.

Yes, I do.

And so do you.

Time to pick a side, Harry.

I'm sorry, Mr.

Ellison's in a meeting.

You going somewhere?

What's going on?

Mr. Rogers, this is becoming quite a
habit, isn't it? My name's Boone. Ken

Boone. Boone?

Do you mean... I suppose you know what's
happened down in that market this

morning, don't you? Yeah, I do.

But it won't do you any good. I'll have
him back on tomorrow.

Oh, yeah?

It is all over.

Everybody knows what you've been up to.

And what might that be?

squeezing all those traders for every
penny you can get, selling off their

pitches to the highest bidder.

And where's your proof?

We've got proof.

You've got nothing.

I haven't thrown out Peter. He's
bluffing.

Do it.

Christopher, call security for me.

Neville Crane, he's going to press
charges.

Every trader on that market is going to
sign a statement saying what you've been

up to. They wouldn't dare.

Oh, yes, we would.

You said they'd never do that.

I told you, he's bluffing.

And then there's always the book.

Not that one, Raymond. That one was put
there two minutes before you arrived by

Rocky. There's no way it could have gone
unless you took it. Look at it. You

idiot.

Charlie, wait outside, please.

Great. You should have bitten when I
offered you that money, shouldn't you,

The only reason you refused was because
you must have known who I was, so

someone must have told you. Is that
right, Raymond?

Here I...

So what do you want?

If we hear you've both resigned by the
end of the day, we won't take it any

further.

And we'll keep this, just in case.

A pleasure doing business with you,
Peter.

And by the way, you're bloody
colourblind.

And you're a dirty old man.

Oh, by the way, who'll be overseeing the
security contract after you've gone?

I don't know.

Christopher, I suppose.

Ken! I'll catch you up in a minute, Ken.

I'll buy you all a drink.

Christopher?

That was quite a poker hand.

Always worth keeping a nice up your
sleeve.

Yeah, but all that stuff about Neville
pressing charges and statements from the

traders, I mean, what if they called you
bluff?

Well, they didn't, they... No,

they didn't.

Look, does anyone want another drink?

Yeah. Have you

got

a copy of Saucer Full of Secrets?

I don't know about anybody else, but I'm
starving.

Nothing for me, thanks.

Ken, later chips?

Lovely. Hey, Ken.

Yeah?

I've just been talking to Christopher.
He thinks we're still in with a shout.

Terrific.

Look, about Alan's... No, forget that,
mate. How's it going, eh?

It's not where you start, but where you
finish.

Of course, yes. Look, we always knew
there was something about him. Yeah, of

course you did.

Look... I'm playing golf with
Christopher tomorrow, so why don't you

as well?

More life at the sharp end.

How did you get on, Rocky?

Oh, I don't think we're compatible,
really.

Harry,

there's someone here who'd like a quick
word.

You order fish?

No, darling, it's enough.

I explain to the lady, I say, how do I
run my business with no bloody fish?

Am I one of the keepers? They've got to
know keepers.

So I say, okey -dokey, forget the
kippers, I take the mackerel. But no,

got no bloody mackerel either, huh? He
says, security.

I say, what are you guarding? You've got
no bloody fish.

I know that voice. You're the lunatic
who keeps fouling me up.

It's you.

You call me pillock. He call me pillock.
Guess what you are, a bloody pillock,

if you keep asking me for kippers.