All language subtitles for New.Tricks.S03E07.Ice.Cream.Wars.DVDRip.doob.eng

There you go!

Oh, dear, oh dear!

We walked all this way for this?

It's closing down,
it's my last chance.

Can I borrow your glasses, Gerry?

Yeah. Go on, it won't bite!
Are you sure about that?

Jack, come on!
You're a man of the world!

It doesn't look like this is
OF this world. No thank you!

I don't eat food that wobbles. Don't
know what you're missing!

Mmmm...

The true taste of old London!
You know, the one being wiped out
by Ken and his cronies.

I mean, hundreds of years
of history and tradition...

Oh, shut up! Look, I'm eating it.

Ooooh! Pooh, Ernie!

MUFFLED GROWL

I've come all this way and still
haven't had anything to eat.

It's your own fault. I'm having
an ice cream, and Gerry's
paying for it! What a good idea!

What can I get you?
I'll have a 99, I think.

Excuse me, don't bother with him.

Want a real ice cream? Over here!

Shut it, Gennaro. This is my
pitch! Do you want to see my licence?

Shut your mouth!
You stole that permit.

Oi, no need for a ruck. I'll get
two off him and two from you,
and then everybody will be happy.

Figlio di puttana!
What did you say?

Figlio...di...puttana!

Oi!
Come on!

Police!

Come on, then!

Right! Unless you're getting me a 99,
I suggest you stay put.

# It's all right, it's OK

# Doesn't really matter
if you're old and grey

# It's all right, I say it's OK.

# Listen to what I say!

# It's all right, doing fine

# Doesn't really matter

# If the sun don't shine

# It's all right, I say, it's OK

# We're getting
to the end of the day. #

Mr Halford. Oh, come in, Jack.

This is Terence Hammond.

How d'you do?
Special Portfolio for Tourism.

Terry and I
go way back. Take a seat.

Thank you. I
understand you were there yesterday

when DS Pullman arrested
Rocco Gennaro and Andy Benton?

Yes, that's right.

It seems there's some history
behind that brawl.

The Gennaro family have been
serving ice cream in London

since the '50s.

The Bentons came on the scene
in the early '90s.

And they became instant rivals.

What you saw yesterday
was the tip of the iceberg.

Lucky we were there.
It could've turned pretty nasty.

Oh, believe me,
this is a dirty little feud.

With its own police file.

Public nuisance, harassment,
criminal damage...

It started in '93
with a few petty incidents.

Slashed tyres, that kind of thing.

Throughout '95 there
was an escalation...

Assault, ABH, GBH...
Take a look at '96.

Armed robbery? '96 was the summer
of the ice-cream bandit.

Ice-cream vans were being held up
all across London,

and each family accused the other.

It looked as if it was going to
go on for ever,

until Andy Benton was shot. Shot?
Mmm. Stomach wound.

We had to wait for three weeks
before we getting a statement from
him. The bullet nicked the bowel.

He was touch and go for a while.

Our concern is that yesterday's fight
signals a new round of hostilities,

and all in front
of our precious tourists.

Not an image we wish to portray
of London. Yes, I can see that.
But what's that got to do with me?

We want you to chair a meeting -
a summit - between both families.

Well, if you think it'll do
any good...

We need a calming, authoritative,
neutral voice in the mix.

And if what my friend Bob says
about you is true, you're the man.

And you said yes?! They need me!
They value my experience and wisdom,
my seniority.

You mean your advancing years.

This is serious!
People's livelihoods are at stake.

If these companies can't sort out
their differences, they could go
out of business. You getting paid?

I told you, I'm doing
this for the greater good. Huh!

They saw you coming, mate!

The Mayor's office are getting
you to do their dirty work
and not paying you?!

That's not very wise. Lumbered!

Not all of us do everything
for personal gain!
It's typical of your...

You were going to say my generation,
weren't you?! Now that shows your
age!

Coffee? Yes, please.

That's Alzheimer's.

This is Matthew Benton. How d'you do?
Andy... Andy, yes, we've already
met. Where's the Gennaro contingent?

Don't worry, they'll be here. Any
opportunity for a slagging match. I'm
hoping it won't descend into that.

Oh - they've given him a gavel(!)

He'll like that.

AGED VOICE: O-Order...order(!)

..have told them their side
of the story by now.

They won't start without us.

Look here it is, through here.

I see you've started without us!

Not at all.
We've been waiting for you.

Please, please sit down, Mr Gennaro.

Now, my name is Halford,
Jack Halford,

and I shall be chairing
this meeting.

And let me assure you, I intend
to be completely neutral throughout.

Let's have no inflammatory
language or wild accusations...
Why? What have they told you?

Nothing. We'll leave the lies to you.

Now this is the sort of thing
I'm talking about.

Please.

Now, why don't we just let
Mr Gennaro speak, and then
you can have your say? Hmm?

Mr Gennaro?

The Bentons are scum!

End of statement.

That's not being very constructive.
It's all you'll get from him.

I tried to talk sense to him.

You call threatening to drive
me out of business "talking sense"?

It's called competition. It's called
being a dirty, cheating bastard!

Now, please! Any more outbursts like
that and I shall close this meeting

and leave you to the mercies
of these gentlemen.

Now, perhaps we should discuss the
current position of the families.

Oh, yes. Just sweep away the past
as if it never happened(!)
They're very good at that.

Look, I'm sure we can reach a happy
solution if we can only just sit...

Sit down and talk? Exactly. It's not
gonna work, is it?

We're not meant to get along.
Not while you refuse to care about
anyone but yourself!

I should've known you'd come with a
closed mind.

I came to get
the solution to my business problem.

YOU robbed my vans - at gunpoint!

I took a bloody bullet! How's
the trigger-finger, Rocco, eh?

Vai a morire ammazzato!
EVERYONE YELLS AT ONCE

That's enough! Please!

That's enough! Gentlemen, please!

This is getting us nowhere.
I couldn't agree more. Perhaps
we should break for...

(For what? A fist-fight?
A shootout in the lobby?

(I don't think so.)

As of this very moment, both of your
licences to trade are being reviewed.

Now, it is down to the appropriate
local authority to decide

whether to renew or withdraw.

I believe it would be almost
impossible for either of you
to trade without the licences...

Now you're threatening
to put them out of business?

However, I would point out
that a call from the Mayor's office
is usually taken very seriously.

Do you even know the meaning
of the word "negotiation"? I much
prefer the word "ultimatum".

That's constructive language.
..Jenny?

..The ice-cream bandit pulled off
ten ice-cream van robberies
throughout the summer of '96.

"The ice-cream bandit!"
The Cornetto Kid!

The 99 Gang.

The original investigation
had nightmares because at first
they all seemed fairly random.

Well, there's barely
any physical evidence.

No witnesses even got the motorbike
number. There were witnesses? Yes.

Mr and Mrs Lau from Kyoto,
Mr Alois Brantner from Vienna...

Miss Jolene Cline from Memphis.

They were all tourists. I don't see
the Met funding a full re-interview.

Anyway, no-one gave a description
beyond, "He wore a helmet."

Except Andy Benton, who produced
this Identikit. E-fit! I suppose you
DO remember people who shot at you.

Yes, he was on his back for three
weeks. They recovered the bullet.

I think there's a ballistics
report in there somewhere.
Any other suspects?

Rocco Gennaro came under suspicion.

He doesn't look much like the E-fit,
does he? No, but the first few vans
robbed were all Benton's.

Plus, he's a biker.

So you had to carve a niche for
the new product. Does that include
doing away with the competition?

No, look, I don't deny that we
came into the market fast and strong.
The Gennaros said it was sabotage.

I think you'll find
that's THEIR style.

The only weapon I use is
sound business practice.

What about Andy?
We were there when he was arrested.

Well, you can't blame him for having
strong feelings. He did get shot.

I can't say I have neutral feelings
either.

The last thing you expect to hear
is your brother's been shot. It must
have been hard. We nearly lost him.

Took months to recover. You can
forgive him having a hot head. So is
the hot head the reason you're MD?

Andy is your older brother,
isn't he? Yeah.

I graduated in Business. Andy had
other plans. At the end of the day,
I wanted it more.

So, he ends up with an ice-cream van
and you've got a nice big office.
Yeah. There's no problem between us.

He runs his own department, he enjoys
his rounds, he clocks off at five
and goes home to his girlfriend.

What about you? I've put everything
into this place. If Hammond closes
us down, it'll all be for nothing.

So what exactly is in this?

..Eggs, sugar, cream, real vanilla.

You need nothing else.

This is why we did not make ice cream
in this country until the '50s.
Rationing. Mmm. Times were hard.

People like the Bentons
have no idea how lucky they are.

They think everything modern is
right, is good.

That's why they thought they could
just breeze in and take the sites

we have sold ice cream from
for over 40 years.

So, you decided to teach them
a good old-fashioned lesson?

But I was protecting my livelihood.

I admit that at times things got
a little out of hand.

Such as the meeting yesterday.
And for that, I am truly sorry.

But this is all I have to pass
to my grandchildren.

If Terence Hammond closes us down,

all that I have worked for
all my life will be lost.

These are the stabilisers -
guar gum, locust-bean gum.

The sweeteners - sugar, glucose...
Anything actually from a cow?

Yeah, reconstituted skimmed milk
and whey solids. Yummy(!)

What do you use rock salt for? They
put it in the machines as
a freezing agent.

Did you lose much in the robberies?

Oh, yeah, plenty. There was over
�3,000 in one of those vans.
It was a good summer,

especially with Euro '96 and Party
In The Park and other major events.

The year ended OK? You didn't have a
problem with your licence?

We did nothing wrong.
The licensing reflected that.

It was a travesty.

I had a stroke in '96.

The stress, the worry, it was all
too much. I'm sorry to hear that.

The Bentons weren't. That's what
they wanted, me brought on my knees.

That's why they sent their bandit
to do his worst.

The bandit worked
for the Gennaros.

It was just their style, intimidation
tactics, but it backfired on them.
You sound pretty sure about that.

Silvio goes on about his years of
experience in the business and they
showed when he sent Rocco to rob us.

We were hit on the most profitable
days of the year,

not just the hot days, but the bank
holiday Mondays, after major sporting
events - the big London days out.

Oh, a development lab. Have you got
some new flavours on the go, then?

It's Andy's department. I dunno.

It's a very impressive set-up
you've got here, Mr Benton.

We're getting there slowly but
surely. It's fantastic. Hello...

RAISED VOICES
What's going?
You're making it worse!

How? They're putting us
out of business - bastardi! No!

You really don't want to do that,
son! Do you want another night
in the nick? I can't believe this.

You're helping them! You're helping
them put us out of business.
You don't know what they've done!

That's what we're here to find out.

We're your best bet. You're not
doing yourself any favours. He's
right. Listen to her,

she's got brains. Neither of 'em got
their fair share.

That's enough, Andy.

I don't need you to defend me.

He was at the Tower yesterday.
And today I find him in
my pitch outside Tate Modern.

He's deliberately provoking me! Now
you're playing into his hands.

Look, just go somewhere
and calm down.

I think that's a very good idea.
Can we leave it there, lads?
Just get them out of my sight.

Had enough of
their silly games anyway.

It's not a game!

Listen, you quit while you're ahead!
Get her out of here, will you?

You're very lucky.
He could've pressed charges.

Yeah, with us as witnesses.

Can I have my bat back?
No, you can't. Gobby little sod!

You know, no-one knows half
of what Andy Benton gets up to.

You try taking a look at where his
vans really go. Try taking a look.

Should have got the uniform lads in,
you know. Didn't do any damage.

And the other lot
just want him off the premises.

Matthew Benton's life starts
and ends with that factory.

No friends, no bird.
All he's interested in is money.
Nothing wrong with that.

Well, no, but that depends how far
you're prepared to go to get it.

Look, they started that business up
from scratch, which takes balls.

Big enough balls maybe to wipe out
whoever's in their way.

The Gennaros were certainly in the
way, especially when the licences
were handed out.

Maybe the bandit was a smear
campaign on behalf of the Bentons.

No, Matthew Benton is a businessman,
he's a rationalist.

He wouldn't risk everything to set
up the Gennaros and only cock it up.
As soon as Rocco was behind bars,

the bandit conveniently
presented him with an alibi
by robbing a Gennaro van.

And Andy Benton was the one who got
shot. Well, maybe the Benton
robberies were done by a copycat.

The Gennaro family
were on the back foot.

The robberies were their chance
of gaining the upper hand.
Remember what Silvio said, Jack?

"The Gennaros like-a doin' things
the old-a-fashioned way!"

Where did he come from?

MUFFLED SNORT

I'm sorry I'm a bit late.
That's all right, I'm used to it.

Want a glass of wine?
Yeah, that sounds nice.

So, why have you called this
meeting? Not that it's not lovely
to see you, of course!

Cheers. Cheers.

It's Caitlin.

I want you to have a word.

About what?
About her addiction to her duvet!

Look, I know we agreed
on her taking a year out

before she went to university, but
the idea was for her to get a job!

Well, she's probably considering
her options.

Well, she's going to have to find
somewhere else to consider them. I
am sick of her being under my feet.

I've told her
unless she bucks up her ideas,
I'm sending her to live with you.

Whoa! Hang on, hang on!

Well, she is Daddy's little girl.

Yeah, I'll talk to her.

Go on, then!

What, now?

Your mum wants me to have a word.

Hello?

Excuse me? Your dad's talking.

God, don't you get scared? Of what?

Catching swine fever. It's like
a bleeding pigsty in here.

LOUD SIGH
What d'you want?

To talk about your future. What
about it? Well, at the moment,
you haven't got one.

What's that supposed to mean?
It means you've had your year out,

now it's time to get off your arse
and do some graft. So I'm taking you
in hand. First things -

university. I don't know how you've
got the nerve telling me what to do!

You haven't got the first idea about
my life, the pressures I'm under!
Pressure? Give me a break!

The decisions you're asking me to
make could affect me for the rest
of my life.

But you can't put them off
indefinitely!

I don't want you to make
the mistakes I made.

Neither do I, believe me.
What do you mean by that?
Nothing. I did all right.

Got a good job,
a bit of self respect.

Three failed marriages.
And three ex-wives
who are now my friends.

A gorgeous grandson.

Two beautiful daughters

and an ungrateful little cow, but
let's forget her for a minute. So,
I don't need to go to university.

How d'you make that out? You didn't
go and you've done all right.

Might as well put
the money to better use.
Now, what I really need is a car.

Morning. Morning. Morning, Sandra.

Ooh, work of art. Very nice, Jack.
Thank you. I still have my uses!

What's it mean? Well, it's the dates
of the robberies, the location
of the van and the amount taken.

Morning, all. Morning.

Gerry. Look what Jack's done.
Very pretty. Oh, yeah, smashing!

Um...are you sure you got
these dates right? Why wouldn't I?

Third of July, Wimbledon?
The Bentons are lying.

"Third of July, Wimbledon.
The bandit stopped Andy on the way
back from Wimbledon

"and grabbed nearly �2,000."

Rubbish. There is no way he could
have sold two grand's worth of
ice-cream on that particular day.

Well, no - you eat strawberries and
cream at Wimbledon. Not just that.

On the third of July, Cliff Richard
entertained the Centre Court
because it was pissing down!

Are you sure? Yeah, he's right. Most
of the top seeds went out. I knew
that! Sampras was knocked out

by Krajicek... That's right. ..who
went on to win. Sampras lost his
concentration

because of that muppet Cliff!
So...what are you saying?

Well, we've caught the Bentons
in a lie. Makes you wonder how many
other fibs they're telling.

PHONE RINGS
Most of Rocco's alibis check. He
must've been at home watching TV,

cos Italy was playing Euro '96
fixtures.

No good Italian boy's gonna miss
that! Very good thinking, Gerry,
but I'm not sure where it gets us.

Well, Rocco said we ought to take
a butcher's at where the Bentons'
vans really go.

Sandra, fancy a trip out? Ballistics
have called about the gun. OK.

Ta-ra.

I knew that!

All these weapons have been
recovered from armed robberies.
May I? Please.

BACKGROUND: REGULAR, MUFFLED GUNSHOTS

A while since I've seen one
of those. No need to be armed
in the Ovaltine Unit then, eh?

Well, we have our moments, don't we?
Certainly do.

Anyway, the ballistics report
from our crime determined that
the gun used was a small calibre.

Yes, I looked at the details
you sent through.

From eye-witness descriptions,
I think the bandit was carrying
a competition pistol.

Something...like this. Not the usual
choice for an armed robber, is it?

Want to try it?

Go on, spoil yourself.

Where the bloody hell
d'you think you're going...?

Not bad.

Nice gun.
You can keep your Glocks and
Walthers. I'd always buy Italian.

Italian? They're brilliant
gunsmiths.

Berreta, Parazzi, Gennaro...
Gennaro?

Who are you going to sell ice cream
to at this time of day?

Huh. Now you're going to get mugged!

The family business
has never been a secret.

The Gennaros made
the finest guns in Europe.

Accurate, light in the hand...

Then you made ice cream.
Also the finest.

My father made guns for Mussolini.

Then the war went against him and
the Gennaros were hunted like dogs.

This is why my mother brought me
to England but, even here,
we were regarded with suspicion.

It was made very clear to my mother
that there was no way we would
be licensed to be gunsmiths again.

When rationing ended,
we started the gelateria.

Did your interest in guns continue?
Of course.

We brought some of my father's
finest guns with us to England,
but they were not for shooting.

I own several sporting pistols.

So you shot competitively?

If you can call it that.
You British are not good shots.

I think that is the real reason
your nanny state banned guns.

Did you hand yours in?

Like a good little citizen?

Of course.

DOOR BELL TINKLES

Er, sorry, folks. They're closed.

Aw! Aw, Mum! We'll go down the road.

More custom we've lost,
thanks to the Bentons.

Well, thank your granddad.
If he'd mentioned the guns
earlier... Of course he didn't.

Nonno doesn't do anything to make
anybody's life easier. Here.
What's that? The receipt

from when we handed in the guns. We?

Rocco and I saw to it.

They were the only things Nonno's
mother brought from Italy. He was
heartbroken.

Is that why you painted this?
To remind him of the old country?

How did you know?

You've signed it. IG.

Oh, it's a beautiful city, Venice.

You've got quite an eye for detail.

Thanks.

Any chance of a word
with your brother? No, he's working.

School trip day, the Natural History
museum. Oh, nice.

Do you never fancy a day on the van?
I used to have my own pitch,

by Tower Bridge. The Bentons have
got all the riverside spots now, eh?

Matthew Benton forced me off mine,
personally.

Can you tell me how long they'll
keep my grandfather?
He's not so good at the moment.

He gives as good as he gets.

Italian men don't show weakness.
Nonno wouldn't admit it, but it was
the bandit that caused his stroke.

It was already a hard summer -
the Bentons had halved our profits.

Then the robberies,
then Rocco being arrested.

It was just all too much.

I came into the shop and found him
on the floor.

He was in hospital for a month.
And you've been looking after him?
I'm his granddaughter!

I can't believe I'm saying this,

but I think Silvio has become
our prime suspect. No, he hasn't!

He had the weapon and the motive and
access to his grandson's motorbike!

Yeah, right. Hell's pensioners -

born to be mild.
Come on, Jack, he can barely stand!

Because he's had a stroke! And
as soon as he went into hospital,
the robberies stopped.

He's bloody-minded enough,
and it was ten years ago!

So he would've been...
The same age as I am now.

Like I said, I just don't buy it.

Jack called you as well, has he?

Yeah. Bloody freezing. What's it
all about? No idea. Here you are...

Christ! Oi! You mind that car!

THIS IS A CAR PARK, NOT A RACE TRACK!

Bloody hell,
he's coming right for us!

Hold on, hold on! Oi!

What the hell are you playing at?
Stupid sod!

You picked a good place
to burn rubber, you pillock!

This is a cop shop. And we're cops!

And so am I!

You see?

Us oldies are capable of doing more
than just playing bingo!

A bit of a leap from
two little ducks to armed robbery!

Not for a man like Silvio.
He was doing what he had to do
to save his family business.

And you totally disregarded him.
All I'm saying is, don't consign
a man to the scrap heap

just because he's getting on.

And Brian, how many times have
I got to tell you? Don't play
with your food! Where are you going?

You were absent yesterday.
You know how it is.

No, I don't. Enlighten me. I'm
pursuing certain lines of inquiry.

Oh, yeah, what lines?

Oh, the usual ones. See you!

Bloody sandwich is clear cold now.

Clear cold? Cold and clear, you know.

Ooohhh...

MAN: Mickey, on the head! Oh, nice!

Oi!

You can't park there, I'm sweeping.
All right, I'll move in a minute.

Could you get out of the way?
Could you move, please? Thank you.

Oh, bollocks!

I've just been speaking to the
secretary of Silvio's old gun club.

He remembers him very well,
as a total pain in the arse!
How surprising(!)

Not really, but this is - the
Gennaros had a family membership.

So Rocco did have
access to the guns.

So, two generations with weapons,
motorbikes and with a killer motive.

While Rocco was arrested, Silvio
could've done the next robbery
to provide him with an alibi.

The Gennaro boys have questions to
answer. I say we go back to
the ice-cream parlour.

Yep. We've just had a call.

Silvio Gennaro's been taken to
hospital with a broken hip incurred
whilst attacking Terence Hammond.

Go on, go and get
yourself a cup of tea. Sure.

You've been in the wars, we hear.

War is the right word for it. Would
you like to tell us what happened?

Mr Hammond paid us one
of his little visits.

He took great delight in telling
me that all my street-vendor
licences were being revoked.

I tried to make him see what he
was doing to us, to my family.

But did he care? He just wouldn't
listen to anything we said.

So I made him listen.

He went berserk.

He set about me with
his walking stick!

I'd call that a serious assault.

Mr Hammond's visit to the Gennaros'
this morning arose out of serious
allegations made by Matthew Benton,

allegations regarding Rocco's
baseball bat assault on his brother.

As witnessed by two of your
colleagues, I understand.

Now when were you
going to mention that?

It was all going to
be in my report, sir.

I got a message that the
boss required my presence.
Should I be worried?

She knows about Rocco.

What about him?
His Joe DiMaggio act?

Oh, not now, not yet.

What's going on?
Where have you been all day?

Listen, you were on the drug squad,
weren't you? For my sins.

That story about dealing out the
back of ice-cream vans... Nah, urban
myth. That started in Glasgow.

There were no convictions.
Ah, right.

Why? What are you thinking?

Well, there's nothing I can prove,
but I thought I saw something.

I think the Bentons might
be selling more than 99s.

The Bentons? That's interesting.
Is it?

Yeah, leave it with me.
I'll see you in the morning.

If I were you, I'd make myself
scarce. If madam catches you...

Yeah, consider me gone.

Ta-ra. Yeah.

Well, Mr Benton must be running
late.

It's all right, love, I'll
just wait here for him.

Stock orders, stock orders...!

Tidy computer, tidy mind! I like it.

We have the technology...

Let's see what we can do here.

Sorry, Mr Benton, there's a
Brian Lane waiting in the office.
What did he say that he wanted?

Sorry, I didn't realise we
had an appointment. How can I help?

Peanut butter, fudge choc swirl.

Fantastic! Yeah, it's a big seller.

Is this one of Andy's creations?
No. So which are his flavours?

None of them.

If you wanted free samples
I'm sure that I can...

I was wondering why you
changed your mind. About what?
About shopping Rocco Gennaro.

When an opportunity lands in your lap
you've got...

An opportunity?
Yeah. Rocco and Isabella
handed themselves on a plate.

They'd have been the
first round to Hammond's office.

I do have a business to defend.

And here's me thinking you spoke out
because you didn't want your brother
being threatened by a lunatic.

Oh, that's nice... Tower Bridge.

Look at the detail in that,
did you do that?

No, I don't have the time or
patience. It was a present.

Was there anything else that
you wanted? No, no, that was all.

Peanut butter, fudge choc swirl.

Peanut butter, fudge choc swirl.

Brian, no. You are no longer
welcome... Before you start Esther,
this is for work.

Brian, I don't want you...
I'm not prepared to say
anything else at this point.

If you try to do anything... Leave me
be. Thank you, thank you,
very sorry.

CONTINUOUS CLICKS

Esther? Love?

Drugs?! If I'd known that's what
you wanted to talk about...

Listen to me.
I know all the facts, "Just say no."

I promise I've never taken drugs,
not even a spliff...

if that's what they call it.

Caitlin, I need you to score for me.

Yeah, right.
I'm going to fall for that.

No, really.

What d'you want me to score? Viagra?

Why would you think I need that?
It's not that big a leap.

It bloody well is!
Anyway, it's for a case.

Police work? Yeah, investigating a
drugs ring. Cool.

Is it? Don't get carried away. Your
job's the only cool thing about you.

Oh, please Caitlin, if you can't
say anything nice... No, I can't.

So, when do we go undercover?
Who's the perp?

PANS RATTLE

You are being careful
out there, aren't you?

BANG!

What...?

Esther, love, I
need some help in here.

Who buys ice cream at
this time of the morning?

So, this is where the
sting is going down?

I should have worn something
a bit more urban, blended in.

No, I don't want you blending in.

I want to be able to
see you at all times.

Do the deal and get straight back,
all right? Got you.

And if you feel at
all worried, just wave at me.

If he even looks at you funny,
he'll have me to deal with.

But you'll blow my cover.

You haven't got a cover!
Just in and out, no heroics.

Well?
He's not just going to give me a
free sample. I need some money, Dad.

If I had a quid for every time
I've heard that, I'd still be skint.
There you go.

I'll need more than that!
How do you know?

I thought little Princess Caitlin
didn't take so much as an aspirin?

I have friends, I hear things.

Now, any trouble, you
wave to me, all right?

Yes, Dad. Good girl. Be careful.

Come on, sweetheart.
STARTS ENGINE

All right? Drive! Just drive!

Are you OK?
That was brilliant, straight in,
straight out. Just how I like it.

So what did you get?

Shouldn't we be somewhere
a bit less exposed?

It's all right. Come on,
what did you get?

Caitlin, I asked you to score
a couple of Es or whatever.

Not become his
East Coast connection!

He asked me how much I wanted and I
didn't know. So I just handed over
the cash.

It's a pound a pill, Dad.
Cor blimey!

Nicky!

Gerry, I better... Where the hell
have you been? ..warn you.

I've got Rocco Gennaro in custody
for assault with a deadly weapon

and you are to be
the chief witness at his trial!

I may have messed up
but I think all will be
forgiven when I give you these.

What the hell is this?
I don't know, but my Caitlin

just scored them out of one of
Benton's ice-cream vans. I beg
your pardon?

You should have seen her, Jack.
A real pro, a total natural.

You recruited your daughter to
do an illegal drugs trade for you!
Technically...

Technically, I should arrest you,
but as I don't
know what the hell these are...

It's a methamphetamine derivative
called Yaba or Crazy Medicine.

It's very big on the club scene and
amazingly volatile when you overheat
it. You've been making them?!

Well, sort of. See, I was having
a chat with Gerry... Oi!

I don't remember a conversation
about going into production! Honest!

No, that was down to me. You see,
I've been going through
the Benton stock list,

and I came
across some very strange items.

So you recruited your daughter to do
a major drugs deal and you're running
a crystal meth lab from your kitchen!

Not any more. I don't actually have
a kitchen at this point in time.

I'm not even sure I've
got a marital home.

Jack, go and get those tested.
You two are confined to
barracks until further notice.

Don't move until I get back! Why?
Where are you going?
To talk to your daughter.

I can't begin to tell
you how angry I am.

Today's behaviour was completely
inexcusable. Before you start...

the worst you can charge me with
is possession, and that'll
be very hard to prove.

Unless, of course, you
arrest the ice-cream man,

but he'll be something of a hostile
witness, won't he?

Unless you offer him a deal.

Actually, I was talking about your
father's behaviour.

But how do you know all that?
I read it.

Police training manuals.

Why would you be reading those?

I've been thinking
about joining the Force.

I want to do what you do.

Sandra, it was all my fault.
I know, she told me everything.

Good girl. Yes.
Must be Jayne's influence.

Lucky for you, you were right -
methamphetamine. We're raiding
Benton's this afternoon.

Come on, then!

Cuff him, get that open!

OFFICERS SHOUT

On the floor. NOW!

Oh,
come on, must have one somewhere.

Ah! Ah!

Ow! Ooh!

Well, done, that's a great job.

How on earth did you realise
that this place was a drugs lab?

Good policing, sir. You also have
the thanks of the Mayor's office.
This is a triumph for us all.

At least it will be by the time
the press release is drafted.

So, we can take it that these
are the guys behind the robbery?

No, that investigation continues.

Well, we got the
result we wanted anyway.

Both problems solved.
The Gennaros, thanks to Rocco's
thuggish behaviour.

And who'd have thought the Bentons
could have put themselves out of
the picture quite so spectacularly?

You jumped up little sod.

This place employed over a 100
people who'll all be queuing
up at the job centre tomorrow!

Silvio Gennaro's in hospital,
his business wrecked.

You can't wait to run
off to Ken with the glad news.

If you'll excuse me, some of
us have got a real job to do.

Meet...

me...

..usual...place...

..ASAP.

Send.

What are you doing?

Setting a trap.

Fancy a spot of sightseeing?

Oh, come on, Brian, what have
you brought me here to see?

With any luck, the bandit. What?

Where?!

Over there.

Come on, let's have a look at you.

Oh! It's Isabella! Mmm-hmm.

Did you know? No. It's just a little
theory I've been working on.

You see,
there's a bridge on Isabella's mural
in the ice-cream parlour.

Only it's not Italian, it's...

I saw a picture of the same bridge
in Matthew's office.

When Isabella said that Matthew
was responsible

for turfing her off her patch, well,
it all seemed to make sense.

Course, there was nothing concrete
to make an arrest. She'd have just
denied everything.

Yeah, well, look at her now.
Every inch the bandit.

She can't exactly deny that, can she?
I don't think she'll want to.

I think we've caught her at a
very vulnerable moment, poor kid.

I'll go.

Isabella? I'm afraid Matthew isn't
coming.

How did you...?

Is he in on this?

No.

No, he kept your secret.

Tell whoever's in charge I'd no idea
what my brother was up to,
all right?

They already know. They're just
sorting out the paperwork.

Can I talk to you about
Isabella Gennaro?

What about her?

You still in love with her?

I didn't like him the first
time I saw him. Smarmy little...

Look, we'd always had the Tower
pitch until they got their licence.

There was no way I was moving on.

So he started turning up,
trying to scare me off.

Then I started looking
forward to the arguments.

It's always a good sign.

I was shouting at him one day,
calling him every name
under the sun.

And then he just kissed me. Said it
was to shut me up.

And that was it.

I was in love with a Benton.

We tried to keep on seeing each
other, but Nonno got suspicious.

Rocco started turning
up at odd times...

Nearly caught us once.

I had responsibilities so we were
lucky if we got a couple of hours
a week together.

The robberies started
and the feud escalated.

This being the bandit must have
been very time-consuming for her.

I didn't know it was Isabella until
Andy got shot.

She turned up at my flat with a bag
of money, wanting us to run away.

It had been her plan all along.
Thought she'd gone mad.

She'd just shot my brother,
for God's sake!

It was a mistake!

Andy drove straight at me.

The gun just went off!

I wasn't trying to kill him,
however much I wanted to!

I went over
to see if he was all right.

He was well enough to push my
visor up and get a good look.

He recognised me straight away.

When Matthew calmed down,

he told me he would sort it all out.

I sat by Andy's bed being a devoted
brother, but the minute he woke up,

I offered him his own department and
a salary hike if he gave a
false description.

So the E-FIT was...?

He described the first person
that came into his head. Well who?

Arnold Schwarzenegger.

After your brother gave a false,
misleading statement, what happened
between you and Isabella?

Well, I wasn't going to throw
everything away for a woman that
thought robbery was romantic!

I decided to go away without him. I
needed just a bit more cash and I'd
be free from them all.

And that's when Silvio had his
stroke? I couldn't go then, could I?

I was the one that had caused it!

Rocco couldn't handle it.

The bills mounted up, so I kept
dipping into my escape fund.

Nonno doesn't know,
but I've been keeping us afloat.

We'd have gone under years ago
but for that money.

Now Nonno's going to have to
manage without me. Isn't he?

It's possible.

DOOR OPENS

Isabella?

Arnold Schwarzenegger.

No wonder I was struggling! See,
there's nothing wrong with my
memory, nothing at all.

So you keep saying.
Anyone for a drink?

I thought you'd never ask! Aren't
you taking Caitlin to
an illegal rave(?)

I know a good crack house
she could visit! Hilarious!

I think Caitlin's going to stay on
the right side of the law
from now on.

Don't you worry, I can guarantee it!

No, I shouldn't be telling you this
really - but she's thinking of
joining the Force.

Hey, congratulations!

Where's Brian?

If I'd known this was what it
took to get the kitchen decorated,

I'd have bought you a
chemistry set for your birthday!
SHE LAUGHS

# It's all right, it's OK

# Doesn't really matter
if you're old and grey

# It's all right, I say, it's OK

# Listen to what I say

# It's all right, doing fine

# Doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine

# It's all right, I say, it's OK

# We're getting to the end of the
day

# Hi-tech, low-tech, take your pick

# Cos you can't teach an
old dog a brand new trick

# I don't care what anybody says.

# At the end of the day. #

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