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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.