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Right, that's it. No more wine all week.

Study starts here. Exactly.

I'm going to stay.

Don't. What?

Your face, Dad.

What are you talking about? Well, short of actually being sick over his

trainers. Oh, stop it. You see, it's not just me. You are an actual grumpy old

man. No, I'm not.

No, I just... No, I don't understand why...

People here, everybody behaves, even however nice it is, they behave like a

happy, clappy lad all the time. He asked a policeman the way to the bullring

yesterday, in pidgin Spanish, of course.

Pure attempt at a wind-up.

I'm sorry, Maurice, but it's true. It's as if you're constantly on the lookout

for some sort of conflict at the moment.

Come on. I thought you wanted to do some work for the university.

Right. Is everybody in?

I'll see the lot of you.

Show me what you've got.

Actually, Sid, I don't think we will.

Very cute. How do you go? Boris, a little antisocial problem of yours.

Almost ruined it twice.

What are you doing?

I've got a pair of twos and a nine. Yes, you have. Come on. How do you go, Kev? I

can't stop now. I'm losing.

Sid, you've got clothes on your back and there's glass in the windows.

It's a day of rare triumph.

Oh, there's never anything on. I'm here.

What's happening?

We've finished.

You are joking.

Where's your gold disc? From Rattle With Love?

I know.

Still, pass off the pain, pass off the life, you know.

Who won it?

It wasn't Mrs Dawson, was it? No.

But you're right.

They talk about poker face. Never moves a muscle.

She's had a stroke, Sid.

You shouldn't let her play until she's better.

Yeah. Good thinking.

Look what Max said.

I was really looking forward to a few hands.

What's up, Mo?

Whose is the hat?

Oh, the bloke with the big old disc.

He's just moved in.

Actually, I didn't see him leave.

I don't know where he is.

Hello, Morris.

How are you?

Suddenly underwhelmed, actually. Sorry, do you two know each other?

I'm a resident now.

Flat right below you, Mo.

We're only renting.

Not cheap, are they?

Will somebody tell me what's going on? Look at the hat.

Was it the long hair, Sid?

You never wore the sharpest tool in the box, were you?

No man faster, though.

On two wheels or four.

Knacker.

Knacker of the yard.

Yeah.

And I know who you are too, Maurice.

You lads were never invisible to me, were you?

No.

Don't worry.

Would you just calm down? Knacker.

I thought he was dead. I hoped he was. No, he's not. Really?

He's moving here.

Chances are that...

Very long odds, I'd say. Long?

I wouldn't take them.

And I'm the one who's still got the betting slip, says that Lord Lucan's

alive and well and livid at Sheffield. Well, so is the copper, so what?

He never caught you? He came with his head's breath two or three times.

Without actually sticking the ball to the back of the neck, Sid.

A miss is a miss.

Why do you call him Knacker?

His name, Bogart Lock.

Otherwise known as Bo since he was a kid.

Bo Lock.

The press did the rest, you know.

NACA drops another one, that sort of thing.

Has he yet again failed to stop the invisibles from plying their trade?

What? Hang on. What? He's not still.

Look, we can't have some geriatric coppersniffing at home. We're trying to

get the business back up and running. That's not good, is it?

I can't give him a right hand. Ed Lee. No, it's good. I like it. Stop it. It's

an admission of guilt. No. The best form of defence is attack.

Fellas!

Is that him?

Boris. Sidney. Hello again.

All right.

You just tell him where he wants to go, or he'll pull your head off and lash it

to the side of your boat like it was a landing boy.

To start with.

Who's the muscle? I don't like strangers.

I'm Hadley Huthway.

I'm not the muscle.

I'm the four horsemen of the apocalypse on speed with Hangover listening to Def

Leppard.

Don't get me back up, I'll hold you.

Hathaway?

Vernon's lad?

Oh.

Better and better.

What do you want?

I can send you down for the Heathrow bullying job.

1970.

No way. We got... We have no idea what you're

talking about.

Black leather glove.

Found bang at the scene.

Only time you've ever left evidence.

Really? And this was how long ago?

You're right.

It was completely clean, except now.

I've got this.

Turns out we had the same barber mall on the high street.

Oh, and Sid, when I was in your bathroom just now, I couldn't help noticing how

badly your razor was rinsed out.

Yeah, Morris, I... Yeah!

You should be worried.

Because DNA tracing, that's made a neck of a name for itself in intervening

years, isn't it?

So the question now is, if I put these samples with that glove, what would I

discover, Morris, do you think?

Enough to get a certain case reopened?

You're going to do a job for me, Morris.

What? You're going to rob a boat.

The Leadside Marina.

You're gonna provide for me and my old girl. You're gonna step in where the

police force has failed me, Morris.

And you're gonna do it as the Invisibles again.

You're not wearing a wire, are you?

What are you doing?

We wore surgical gloves from 1968 onwards.

They were tout, non-sterile, vulcanized rubber.

And were burnt after every job.

Test away.

You've got nothing.

Hello.

Gladeside Marina.

About five miles south of here. Yeah, okay, Mo. What am I looking for?

Anything. High end.

Dodgy provenance. Anything that stands out, yeah?

Right you are.

So how long is it since you last confessed?

Never have.

I'd never grasp.

In a church?

Oh.

About... 46 years.

You are definitely a Catholic. You couldn't be confused.

Oh, no.

No question.

You know what they say, Father.

One's a Catholic, eh?

Apart from Lucifer, I suppose.

What seems to be the problem, exactly?

Well... I did this thing... ..a long time ago.

I shouldn't have.

And now...

it might be about to affect my best mate.

I don't know whether I should say anything.

I mean, is the truth always the way to go?

Is it always wrong to lie?

Yes, absolutely.

Really? Yes.

Bloody hell.

Look, this problem, whatever it is, if it does come out into the open, then

you'll be in trouble anyway, and you lied.

But if you tell the truth... Your friend will at least have that to set against

any disappointment he might feel.

Your glassware! What were you thinking? I'd forgotten it was on me.

Not helping me, Sid.

It wasn't actually mine.

I was returning it, see?

It might not be my DNA, on it.

It might just have his on.

The bloke whose glove it actually was.

Alvin Stardust.

I'm gonna throw you out.

I'm gonna throw you out the bloody window, and then what's left of your

flat that you haven't gambled away, I'm gonna throw on top of you! Bad luck,

Maurice!

I'd never have done it deliberately. You know that.

He used to wear them.

Alvin. Black leather gloves.

They were part of his stage outfit.

Anyway, one night, I bumped into him down at the marquee just after he's done

his show. And then we went off to this gambling den together.

Met these girls.

Whist turned to poker.

Turned to strip poker.

Then we got raided, and everybody grabbed what bit of kit they could from

the pile that was in the middle of the table and legged it.

Alvin's completely naked, except for the one glove he had left on, whereas I got

my gear plus the other glove.

Dear God.

But then he got his chance on Top of the Pops, didn't he? So he does the show

just wearing the one.

And before you know it, bingo!

He's coo-coo-cooed it into the top ten.

And the gloves, the one gloves become his trademark.

Next time I bumped into him, I tried to make it right, but he says, all right,

keep it.

Souvenir.

So I slipped it on, I'd mired it, and then I stuffed it in my back pocket.

And that was the night we... Do Heathrow.

I'm so sorry, Maurice. I should never have done it to you.

Well, strictly speaking, you haven't.

Your DNA puts you at the scene.

You... You'd throw me to the lions?

I'd love to, Sid.

But unfortunately, I'd feel every bloody bite, too.

Please, spare me the sentiment.

It's a sad fact, but we're friends.

Nothing we can do about it.

What's the plan? Meet me at the hoogie.

Three o'clock.

Thank you.

Have you been practising that?

What?

The sudden disappearance into thin air.

Oh, I'm sorry, I got... Distracted?

Whilst you were busy forcing your way into the magic circle, we gave a very

nice woman a lift into town.

Ada Locke.

Ada? Do you know her?

No. I don't think so.

Well, she's moved into the flats.

Really? Right below us. Lovely woman.

Big fan of the, um, historical novel.

I've invited her to supper.

You did what?

I invited her for a bite with her husband.

I'm sorry, is there a problem?

Yes.

Well, we can't, you know, we can't foist ourselves on complete strangers. They

might be a very private couple.

I often felt obliged to go places I didn't want to, you know, just out of...

Politeness?

They're coming for supper, Maurice.

It's the neighborly thing to do.

Hi, Dad.

Grace? Yes?

Oh, God.

She'll be sitting next to Naka at the dinner table.

If he says something, you ought to stop him speaking.

Thick stew.

A bit of rank old beef that really needs chewing.

What? Food that's hard on the jaw, so people don't feel like talking. Sid.

What's the problem?

I mean, you never got caught.

Grace ain't gonna cave in, is she? She's family, so what?

Grace doesn't know about the past, that he was a thief or anything.

You're joking. We wanted to protect her.

We'll have a normal life, and she has done it till now.

Macca says one word.

Hey, Tejina'd be good.

Like a mouthful of araldi if it's cooked properly. It's all my fault.

If I hadn't dropped that glove, he'd never have come here. After all this

time, Macca... He does as... No, he doesn't. He does not.

We'll use the situation.

The plan goes ahead.

What plan?

We steal it. Steal a glove.

See this flat?

We take it.

While he's enjoying his dinner.

And you're in the clear.

What about Grace? I mean, if you're sort of knackered... I'm not.

I'll be up top, making sure nothing's said.

Now he has to do the job alone.

Without you alone, he'll be fine.

Just as long as we stay in touch.

It'll be straightforward Hitchcock.

Hitchcock. Rear window.

Good.

I like it.

I've seen the birds.

You've had your head in that book all afternoon.

It's reading week.

That's the idea.

Just, uh, sure you wouldn't like to go out, you know, take a break.

Buy a bottle of cider.

Can't hang about the market square.

We have guests.

And I'm 21.

Evening. Come in.

Thank you. Hello again.

Hello.

You must be Maurice.

Yes. You must be Beau.

That's me.

Nice to meet you. Let me introduce you to our daughter, Grace.

Oh, Grace as well. Always nice to meet you. So nice to meet you, love. So Ada

doesn't know that you're... has paid me to be. I see you haven't told Barbara

about me now.

Beau, I was just saying, you're not well, are you?

Barbara said how good you was looking for your age.

Now you want to hear him in the morning.

He rattles with all the pills what he has to take.

Thank you, Ada.

I'm sure we're none of us quite as fit as we once were.

Right, why don't we? Hang on, little gift first.

Here's a bottle for you, Maurice.

And this is for you, Barbara.

Lancelot gets reincarnated, and he's a copper in Swindon. And Guinevere is head

teacher at the local remand home.

It is magnificent.

Thank you so much. I'll just put this somewhere safe, shall I?

You just sit yourselves down.

We're serving up now. Go.

Roger Wilco.

Hitchcock.

Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit.

What's wrong with the door?

Naga has put a laser on the lock. He can see the beam through the cap.

Now, come on, let's do it!

Oof!

This is delicious.

What is it?

It's tagine.

Half-plenty.

Are you all right?

No, it's all right.

It needs to go away.

What? We've got a bit of a hitch.

Already? More a case of bad luck, really.

Over-exuberance on the door opening front.

What are you talking about?

It was a million to one shot, really.

You... Unbelievable.

I didn't.

Have you even got out of the flat yet?

Well, only was for a minute.

Then he staggered back in and collapsed.

Tell him I've staunched it.

I'll be all right.

No, I'm saying it was an accident.

And it was him that lent in.

If he'd have stood where I was stood, I would have opened it straight past him.

Look, I don't care.

Just... Get on with it.

Actually, that's why I've called you.

Headley broke the glass cutter.

When he bounced back in, he fell on it.

Mo, he's still there?

Yes.

Well, have you got another one, then? You could pop round.

Just Jimmy, for God's sake, Sid.

Look, I've got to go.

Grace is with Naka.

We'll go.

Better.

Much better, thank you. Your Grace was just telling us about her course.

She's reading D.H. Lawrence.

Women in Love, Dad.

I'd never seen the film until last week and...

Mum, Oliver Reed.

And that was the actual year, wasn't it?

That you and he nearly got together?

I can't believe you're still telling that story, Barbara.

Oliver Reed turned up outside my London home naked in a big white limousine

proposing marriage. So what?

No-one is interested.

Great evening, Maurice.

Thanks for inviting us.

No more mistakes.

All right.

No, it's not all right.

And I'm not going to let Mo down.

Get over.

All right, I'll milk the rope off nice and easy. And don't make a row.

Okay.

Is everything all right, Mo?

Yeah, fine, fine.

Just a girl.

Fallen to the ground.

Flipping bigot by the sound of it.

Did he come back then?

Oliver Reed.

I can't feel my left side.

I think I'm paralysed. You will be if we don't get in that flat.

I'm going on my own.

Use the lift. You get up here and join me when you can.

Morris installed night vision goggles in the bedroom so he could look out across

the street.

And he didn't leave my side for a month. I've never felt so cherished in my life.

You know, I'm sure that's what's happened with Jed. He was worried he was

on the way out. Why? What's happened?

He's asked me to move in with him.

Marry him. What?

Is this your boyfriend? Marry him? Morris, let's talk.

He's not serious. He asked me to move in with him. I told him I needed more time

to think about it, at which point he decided he should go for broke, so he

asked me.

I just don't think you'd go to college to settle down, you know? Why didn't you

say something? Did you know about this?

Well, obviously you did. It's not real. We're just moving in together.

Well, it sounds real to me. You're doing your exams.

What does he think he's doing? I'm ringing him.

What's his number? Morris.

Look, she's fine. She's a grown woman.

We'll discuss it later.

Calm down.

You should do, Morris.

Barbara's right.

You've got to make yourself ill.

Blue again?

Absent tummy.

I mean, uh, the hub, uh, IBS. I've got the full set.

What? No.

I'm in.

Oh.

And has he got a safe. It's about as subtle as a flying brick.

It's a munch.

Look, a tumbler.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

I can do these with me eyes shut.

Here we go.

Nice and easy.

Tools are your friends.

Love your implements.

They love you.

Okay.

Everything in its place.

A place for everything.

All right.

Light the immediate area.

There you go.

Audio probe to the dripteam. Air plug in the...

A needle moves into the red.

Black!

It's all right.

I'm fine.

I'm here.

I'm in a lot of pain.

But you're not going to hear me complain.

Because it's not my way.

Sid. Sid, listen to me.

I'm saying I'm not going to complain, despite my extensive injuries.

Sid.

How are you getting on?

I thought you'd be in there by now.

It's just filling.

You expecting someone, darling? No.

No, I wasn't. No, I, um, just... No.

Oh, admit it.

You can't manage it.

I'm gathering myself.

You can't manage it. I can.

I've watched him a million times.

And how often did he cross himself midway through and start muttering?

Guide my hand, oh Lord, and I'll never nick anything again in my entire life.

Come on, let me at it. I've got experience with this thing.

Sit down.

What are you gonna do, Headley?

What was that?

Was it a car outside?

Dunno.

You reckon it might be another one of them seagulls, Maurice?

Some sort of...

Come and count it, Flop.

Yeah. What?

It's open, isn't it?

It better be.

It was that music coming from our flat.

Wouldn't think so, would you?

We're here.

Oh,

that's better.

Like a plane going over that, Mo.

A plane from Heathrow Airport.

Anyway, great.

English.

What are you going to do with that?

I'm, um, not certain.

Won't be following in the old man's footsteps, though, that's for sure.

Yeah?

Why is that, then?

You worked for a bank, didn't you, Dad, in the city?

A bank?

You applied your training in one of them places, did you, Morris?

Well, sounds like a very good job to me. Well, I enjoyed it. It suited me.

All right, enough of that. Lovely to meet you both.

We must do it again sometime.

Dad! No, really.

We should get going, Grace.

Your dad wants to spend some time alone with his family, and I don't blame him.

What's the important thing in a man's life, if you ask me?

Relationship with his child.

Here, here.

And it's been such a lovely... Thank you, Morris.

Very much.

Got aided upon earlier.

Numbers.

Soon as I knew Sid wasn't coming, I was certain you were up to something, which

told me that glove was a threat.

which meant I did have a shout.

But now this, on top.

Funny.

I'd assumed you would have told her.

Well, I will, Morris, unless you give me exactly what I want.

Good night, my old mates.

Come on, Ada.

Time to catch the last angel train.

Bye-bye.

No, sweetheart, no.

Don't even consider lying.

The only way you might remain my husband is if you tell me exactly what was going

on in there tonight.

He's a copper.

What? He's got a piece of evidence from a long time ago which now

he can make stick and which will make the invisibles very, very visible.

What's the deal for him?

Money.

A job.

They tried to retrieve the item tonight from his flat.

And it went wrong, as you probably gathered.

I couldn't be there because... Grace.

And now she's part of the deal as well.

Careful.

We made a decision.

Right or wrong.

And it worked out.

Look at her, Grace.

She's happy and balanced.

And I don't want all of that to come tumbling down around her for any reason.

Do the job.

Nice work in the flat, Hedley.

Weren't just me who cocked up, you know, Maurice.

There were others present.

Well, fancy that.

You lads couldn't sleep neither.

Just tell me why.

You have the advantage and will do what you want, but I will not let you gloat.

And I want to know why you're robbing him.

You don't even know... Bob Starkey.

Oh. Chief Inspector Bob Starkey.

How did you... His boat's more than the marina. It's twice the size of anything

else there.

And you have a direct connection to him, so tell me what's going on. He's really

very good.

How do you think he got that boat, Morris?

Half a mill's worth, I'll tell you.

He awarded himself a nice little retirement present just before he left

the force.

The entire stash from the Bond Street Veritas job.

Starkey did?

A certain kind of copper's never short of money, Sid.

Where I gave my life to the force, never took a penny, was the best they ever

had, and look at me.

I've got that rotting old tub mowed out across the way, enough savings for three

months' rent.

She isn't right, Morris.

She isn't right at all.

How much is left from the job?

About 250 grand's worth.

In a safe, on board.

Er... jack up something.

112 or 200?

Doesn't matter.

I need the lot, Maurice.

Pay off me debts and buy me and Ada the place we really want, up on the River

Trent, my mum's old house.

Yeah.

I'm out of here.

I promise.

Leave you and your family far behind.

But, Maurice...

It has to be done before tomorrow dinner time, cos Starkey's sailing the gym

palace back to the Med that afternoon, so there can be no delay.

But do it right, Mo, and you'll get that glove back.

You'll be in the clear.

OK.

It'll be tight, but... This safe, though, Starkey was boasting about it in

the officers' club the day he bought the boat.

It's some mother, that's all he said.

It is?

Well, then who am I?

Well, OK, brilliant. Thank you very much.

Yeah, we're on.

Yeah. Yeah. Have you got two minutes?

What are you doing, love?

Nothing.

You don't belong doing nothing, eh?

You didn't make it to bed.

Is it done?

No, but it will be soon.

Everything's in place.

Boys are briefed.

Plan's good.

We'll be fine.

Please be careful.

Don't worry.

You're enjoying this.

You are.

Yesterday...

You told me I was looking for conflict.

Well, let me tell you.

Without conflict, there is no friction.

Without friction, there's no heat.

Without heat, there's no flame.

And without flame, there's no fire.

Okay. Hedley, you'll be lookout.

Ace.

Nick's black's been and gone. He's dropped off the gazelle packs and

they've tagged him back. Good to go.

Helen!

Hello.

I've washed your blacks.

I've put fabric softener in the room.

That's terrific, love.

But you only have blacks at night.

That's the whole point.

It's black.

Headley? Oh, it's all right, Maurice.

He's told me. What?

Don't worry.

It's not a problem.

I mean, well, I had hoped the pub would be enough for him this time.

But he don't thrive, you know, without his bit of adventure.

Which is all right, cos I want him happy, not sad.

So I'm going to support him.

And I'm going to do it properly.

I'm in.

In? Yeah.

Well, you know...

I'll be an alibi.

Or a kit lady.

That's all I'm saying.

And if I'm part of it, which I am anyway now because he's my husband, then I want

to be part of it.

Yeah.

Right.

She won't tell us so. That's not the point.

What the hell were you thinking?

Look, she's my wife.

So I told her.

That's normal.

But you, you think it's better to keep secrets, don't you?

Yeah? Well, look at where it's got you, Morris.

With your grace.

We're going to do this job or what?

Mole. What? I feel quite unstable.

It's moving already.

And? You know I'm not great with boats. I mean, when I say not great, I'm

virtually hydrophobic, really.

Wait.

What's the matter? Coming with you.

You're getting away.

I'm coming.

Hey, this better not be because you don't trust us. We gave you our word. I

don't trust you. You're right.

So I'm riding shotgun, start to finish.

Headley, cast off. We're going to need a bigger boat.

Sid, tie that kit down at the stern.

Morris, you keep your hands warm.

I think I might be sick.

We've gone 200 yards.

You want to knit back?

I could ask Helen to be your cob, if you like. Settle your stomach.

Maybe you could ask for some nibbles when we get to Starkey's. I mean, there

is supposed to be a party going on, isn't there?

If only at Twigley's.

Ha ha!

What are you doing there?

Nothing much.

Oh, yeah, thing is, lads, I didn't know that you had, like, a specific spot.

You do.

And Mr Starkey has that one.

And the one either side.

He likes his privacy.

Who doesn't?

Yeah, well, anyway, threat understood.

Basically, I'm going to be going.

I'm just going to unhook and spin it around and, er, we're going.

So, er,

if you liked him, you may as well get back. To the party.

Stock, quick!

Did you do the dick on yourself?

Yeah, yeah, I did, yeah, all of it, yeah.

Yeah,

come on, over it, darling.

Not nice.

Your wife looks different.

Give me a sec.

He's three feet along.

It's a half-shank reef slip.

Seeming surprise, this one.

Big to get undone.

Just bear with us.

Hey, let's chop you up.

What the... Oh,

you wanted to fight, anyway.

Oh!

No! No,

Anthony! That's the getaway boat!

Thomas!

Thomas, here! We can take this one instead!

Come on, come on, start!

We're on!

Right.

No!

Had a fiddle while I was in the engine room. Don't know how long it'll keep

him.

Better come on!

Keep up! So long, suckers!

There he goes, who's next?

Oi! Back here! Oi!

You wait till I get my eyes on you.

Get him, boy, now.

Come back here now, now. I'll kill you. Can you see me?

What is it?

Just steer.

What's wrong?

Ah, indigestion.

You got any glycerin pills?

What? Angina.

I've had a heart attack. I know the signs.

Oh, boy. You don't miss a thing. Just tell me what... Nah, no

point.

It's disease.

I should have gone 18 months ago, but... Not done bad all time. Lorik, we need to

get him to a hospital.

Shut up.

Sit.

Oh.

What? Fuel?

There's no fuel.

We'll be calmed.

We'll be calmed on the water, Mo.

It's where you normally bloody be calmed. Now stop panicking.

Stop panicking?

They'll be coming after us.

All right, it's all right.

Let's just... This is the Coast Guard.

Your vessel is stolen.

Please return to shore.

Get a life jacket. We've got to get him over the side.

What, Maurice? It's a few hundred yards to land, if that.

We can take it in turns.

You what?

Pull him, you're joking.

Mo, it's like a millpot.

Oh, God.

There aren't any. I repeat, this is the Coast Guard. Oh, God.

Your vessel is gone. We're going to drown.

Please return to shore. You see life flashing in front of you, don't you?

I've got an ex-certificate on a show coming my way, Mo.

You've got to do something.

This is the Coast Guard.

Shut it.

You? What about... Morris!

I want you to leave me.

I've been like this too long.

Waiting.

There's no life.

Go.

Please.

Sid.

What?

Go on, it's my life-saving.

I've seen it on my telly. Oh, God, I might be ventilating.

Just go.

Do this.

You are kidding.

No, he's not.

This is really going to help me, phobia. This is... Are you sure about it?

It looks a bit parky.

Get in the water.

Swim.

You've got about five minutes.

No. The nearest hospital's only... Don't lose your nerve.

I'm not... I'm ready.

What do you mean?

I never wanted to catch you.

I actually thought I would, but... you were an artist, Mark.

You were.

Every time I got to a crime scene, I thought, how?

Now I've seen it.

And it was everything I wanted it to be.

And I played a part.

Boo.

Of course you played a part, you silly bugger.

Why do you think we had to keep raising the bar?

You're the other half.

You're Borg and McEnroe and Lee and Frasier.

That's you and me.

Thank you, wife.

No, no, no, you're not getting me.

I don't want you to go.

It's time.

Be doing the old girl's head in.

What is it going to happen?

Nothing else. She needs a break.

That's why you wanted us to do the right job, isn't it?

You know, because Starkey was leaving. It was because you needed to do it

before.

One or two wobbles last couple of days.

You'll tell her how I went, eh?

You're Maurice Riley.

Come here.

Just because I'm going low doesn't mean...

Look, all you... All you need is someone to...

to rub up against us, that's all.

That's what you need.

Bit of...

Conflict.

Do not go gentle more.

We're the invisibles.

We never leave a man behind.

I'm so sorry.

He had that extra time, I suppose.

And it made him so happy that night he had with you, Maurice.

It lifted him.

Me too.

I can't stay here, though.

It's too many memories.

Well, you don't have to.

Does that help look after you? There's enough there to get your mum's place up

on the train.

Are they real?

They're real.

We can turn them into cash for you.

I don't know what to say.

He loved you, Ada.

He loved you so much.

The other night, when I possibly overreacted to the whole boyfriend

-girlfriend thing, what I actually meant to say was, unless

his blood runs through your veins and the universe stops without him,

don't bother.

Oh, and, Hedley, I apologise if I spoke imprudently about Helen.

All right. Cheers, Maurice.

Appreciate that.

One thing, though.

Don't ever hesitate like you did on that boat again.

If I tell you to get in the water, you get into the water. If I give you an

order, you follow it. What about Dolphin Boy? No, no, no.

Sid, I could see in his eyes he was going to go.

You, on the other hand... Oh, well, sorry, Johnny Wise, Muller.

I'll tell you what, next time, you lead the charge, eh?

Oh, no, sorry, you can't, you can't. You're the miserable old git who doesn't

like getting his hands dirty.

I think you'd better get the beers in.

Sid won't be having one. Why not?

Hydrophobia. That's water.

No, it's not. It's all liquids.

Hang on.

Ignore him.

It's cos his nemesis is gone.

Nemesis? Where did you get that from? I do read, you know.

Wake up. It's gone. My bracelet. The Aubrey bracelet. It's gone.

You missed a secondary alarm system.

I knew you weren't paying attention.

Whenever Sid falls in love, he loses focus. He falls apart.

You're doing what you always do, Sid. You're just going off at the deep end.

You just can't be happy for me, can you? I'm thinking of you.

Janet, I should get this.

Oh, hi, hon.

No, it's fine.

Me and Morris are just having a bit of a job. I do enjoy your company.

So do I.

No doubt, Mo.

Rackham was in your flat.

So you've actually got nothing on him? No, he's got the bracelet. I can feel

it. Why didn't you tell me he was round here?

What are you doing?

What's it look like?

What happened? Sleeping on your sofa for a while. If I can get the bracelet back,

I think I can get maps back too.

Everything you have is stolen, apart from me. It's the gang or your conquest.

As far as the gang's concerned, consider me officially quit.