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What you waiting for, Winston?

I'll follow my invitation.

Okay, Lenny, I'm coming.

Okay, Ziggy, let's go.

Come on, let's go.

Okay, let's get to work.

Ten minutes and we split.

Only go for a small expensive stuff, right?

What's that?

T-shirts.

Medium size.

We should have left your arm.

Go find something that's worth a bubble, too.

You're stunned?

Lenny, look what I want.

They got away with a few videos on the portable television.

Could have been worse.

Darv Ross, there's a packet of shirts missing.

You took some shirts.

One packet, only one packet.

I'll bring it all back.

Please.

Where does your friend live?

The one who got away?

I don't know.

Tell me his name and where we can find him.

Ziggy, his name is Ziggy.

And he runs a store down Brew Street.

I don't know where he lives.

I swear on the book.

You seen him yet, Jamesy?

No.

An narcotics boy is in New York, confirmed he'd be on the flight.

Are you sure you'll still recognise him?

Yeah.

Great conversationalist, isn't he, sir?

I'm not sure I don't prefer that to verbal diarrhea, so I'll just make this.

If you get my name.

That's him.

In the camel coat.

Sure.

Right, you boys will oblige by feeling that gents collar.

The rest I trust is a range inspector.

Yes, sir.

We'll be able to pull him straight away.

Under no circumstances must he be allowed near a telephone.

Is that clear?

Yes.

And when he goes down, he mustn't talk to anyone.

It's like a squeak in Dempsey hairs up the creek without a pedal.

Understand?

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry for any inconvenience this may cause, Mr. Schwartz.

The name is Schwartz.

I'm German, isn't it?

I'm third-generation jerk.

My great-grandfather was jerk.

I'm originally from Cincinnati, Ohio.

What is this, some kind of panel game?

It's merely a routine spot check, sir.

Nothing to get alarmed about.

I'm not alarmed.

I'm in a hurry.

The plane was 20 minutes late.

The party who's meeting me here isn't used to be kept waiting.

That's what I'm going to take a minute, sir.

Now if you'd get to it in the case.

It's unlocked.

Open it yourself.

Well,

the soccer representative, please contact the

airport information desk to the telephone call.

The soccer representative to the airport information desk to the telephone call.

This is your normal, Brownson.

The things like toothpaste I'll leave to my secretary.

Key on decay, is she your secretary?

I don't understand.

Hello, end.

That's what?

Your feet aren't going to touch the ground, sunshine.

You're waiting for me.

This way.

Driver.

I forgot my bag.

Somebody die?

Probably, Mr. Schwartz.

Probably.

My name is Merle.

I trust you had none eventful flight.

Can we get down to business?

How

much do you want before you start?

I'm just getting to the good bed.

Here's a pie, Mum.

Well, not that good.

I've got a message from Ziggy.

Ziggy?

Hi, Ziggy.

Isn't we better bother?

What's to have a chat?

Did he say it was bad?

He didn't.

He was short a breath at the time.

Yes?

A man, an American called Schwartz, was met by Merle this morning.

He'd just flown in from New York.

So?

A man Schwartz, his X-C-I-A, and was involved in

flying opium into Laos when Vietnam had finished.

I remember those times.

My brother was taken from our village by a Burmese officer.

They took him to Kyayin, the village in the Nopadou

sector, where he was thrown into jail for four days.

On the fifth day, hands tied behind his back.

They dragged him through the village until he died.

When we asked for the body, they refused.

They said it was to be left for the wild animals to eat like all a killing tongue.

Schwartz was with them.

He set it up.

He was responsible.

Do you wish me to make the necessary arrangements?

No.

Not yet.

He's the broker.

We'll wait until the deal's been struck.

I have to see the face of the man who was responsible for my brother's death.

You have come to set up the deal.

Oh, he's good at that.

Leave me.

I have to make sure we have the money.

Hello?

Oriental banking and finance?

Sir Charles Kirschl, please.

It's personal.

Sir Charles, nice hat.

Hello.

Hello.

I am collecting for Poppy Day.

Yes.

Hello, Charlie Three.

He's gone into number 14 in Hanover, but the woman in the big Greek.

Over.

Charlie Three, be very careful.

We don't deny.

Hold up.

Roger.

Out.

How's it going?

What are you trying to do?

Give me a heart attack or something.

What's up?

Jamila Horn said you wanted to see me.

Yeah.

A couple of mates and we could have a warehouse last night.

Oh, it's driving.

Anyway, someone's got a droppin' us and I drive up like a band sheet.

What'd you get?

Oh, not a lot.

A few videos and they think so.

I don't know what's happened to her.

Well, I should imagine they're safe and sound and an ealing mick by now.

Do us a favour.

They won't be known mick.

All the stuff in that warehouse is off the back of a truck.

They wouldn't look on the first.

We've bought a stolen property stolen.

Where exactly was this warehouse?

Unit 12, man or I've parked raw.

But be careful, darling.

I think they may be a bit heavy-handed.

Do you know what I mean?

Well, I'll be in touch.

If you hear anything, give me a bow.

Here.

Have I run the house?

It's got your moniker on it.

Thanks, Ziggy.

It's a new method.

Untried and untested until now.

The T-shirts are impregnated with heroin.

About half an ounce per garment.

Untried and untested.

What stage is it at?

Stage four.

Anything less than that is lethal.

You should know that.

Unless you want to chase the dragon.

Chase the dragon?

Yeah, that's when you smoke the small chips through a straw.

It's common practice in South East Asia.

You should know that.

I'm sorry.

I'm edgy.

It's this missing packet of garments that Buggy make.

The boys will be back soon.

They'll have them.

Detective Sergeant, make peace.

I understand there's been a robbery reported here.

I'm sorry, Detective Sergeant.

There's been no robbery.

As you can see, there's very little stock.

My information must be wrong.

I'll be on my way.

I'm not sure that's possible.

You see, I think you're too far into the lion's den.

Dafros?

I'll get him.

Why you?

It's my deal.

Well, take the roles.

Dafros, you drive.

Listen, Harry, you're talking silly money.

For King Solomon's minds, I want more than just a name.

So screw your nut and come up with some details.

Grass thinks he's wind-briefed here for all of a sudden.

Harry's up the creek, sir.

Charlie, five.

I think I need some muscle and quick.

I'm in for my flat.

The roles rise not to shoot.

Over.

All stations, Charlie, AC's transmission until further notice.

I found out a lead of Ziggy's.

He's one of my informants.

He did a job last night with two mates, but they were disturbed.

The stuff in the warehouse was hot, and he thinks that his mates may be in trouble.

So I went to have a look, and you should I see there,

but Dempsey, he's in black and that ape of a chauffeur.

They had an oriental backup team of two, and were

about to tear my head off when I gave them the slip.

I'm going like a bat out of hell down Cricklewood

Broadway with the ape and the rotor up my tailpipe.

I think Dempsey's with him.

Over.

Try and lose them.

Get back to your flat and lie low.

I'll get some of the boys around there right away.

But I don't want Dempsey's cover blown.

It's up with backside alligators as it is.

Over.

What about my backside?

Over.

Dempsey won't let anyone lay a finger on it, girl.

Over.

Really?

Over.

The sights are zeroed for normal vision.

And it's loaded.

What's the number of the warehouse?

What?

You heard me.

747-8972.

I don't understand.

Understand this mud face.

Sit.

Stay.

If you don't stop following me like that, I'll call the police.

I am the police.

Very funny.

Are you supposed to be trying to kill me?

You guessed it.

I presume you intend to fail.

I'm from my cover.

Sorry, mate.

What did she say?

Who?

Merrell.

She said we wait.

We get it when she comes out.

Maybe she won't come out.

Maybe she goes out the back.

Maybe we should go in.

Maybe you should shut up.

I gotta get this shirt.

Leave her.

Leave her!

Nice touch, mate.

Be some impressed.

Harry.

Harry.

Hey, if you want Academy Award, you should have earned it on your back.

Take push, Danny.

Go.

Is she dead?

What do you think?

Get a blanket, Charles.

Bullseye.

Where the hell have you two been?

Don't sweat it.

It's done.

He got her right there.

Not only does he bring back the evidence.

He gets himself a bonus, too.

A bonus?

Sure.

There's $1,500 in that shirt.

We must get it to the laboratory in Kilpin tonight.

The meeting is scheduled for tomorrow.

Sunday.

Sunday in the city is as quiet as the grave.

He meant to that.

Can you tell us anything about a shooting here this afternoon?

I can't say anything until the dead officers next to Kilpin have been informed.

Can you tell us when the dead officers name will be released, sir?

That's all, gentlemen.

Thank you.

Get me out of here.

Detective Chief Superintendent Spikings, to see you Lord Winfield.

Spikings, my dear chap, come in, come in.

Albert, take the Chief Superintendent's coat.

It's all right, so I won't keep it.

Nonsense, nonsense.

Albert, take his coat.

Now, my dear fellow, what do you have to drink?

Come to see me about Harriet, have you?

Blot it a copybook, eh?

I knew it had happened.

Sit down, my dear fellow.

Albert, bring us a bottle of the montage here as good fellow.

No, there's really no need.

I haven't drunk at all.

We have it, the montage.

I believe that there is a bottle left.

Oh, God, we drunk at all.

I'm afraid that we have, sir.

Very well.

Can't leave just one.

They don't keep so well on their own.

I take it, Lord Winfield, that you haven't seen the television this evening.

Television?

No, don't think we've got one.

Never seen one about.

I believe Albert has one downstairs.

Why do you ask, old chap?

Something good on.

I sometimes go down to Albert's room if there's something good on.

No, sir, it's not that.

Dinner.

Sir?

Have dinner with me.

Albert always does for two.

He thinks I don't know.

He tells me he has a sandwich or something.

He must have gone soft in the head.

Bloody fool.

Albert!

Albert!

Albert!

Lord Winfield.

I'm afraid I have something serious to tell you.

It's about your daughter.

Hello.

Hey, Sean.

Shorts.

I've been waiting for you to call Mr. Schwartz.

I understand you made contact with the seller some days ago.

Have you got the merchandise?

Sure, love.

We'll meet early next week then.

Come on.

Tomorrow's too soon.

I need more time.

There is no more time.

Here's where we meet.

Magic.

I didn't know you were meant to have fun.

That, I'll have you know.

It's the theme from the movie.

I know that.

I know that.

This is Robin Houston reporting.

In London tonight, an officer of the plane currents

division of the Metropolitan Police was shot dead.

The identity of the officer is being withheld

until the next of Kim has been informed.

The economic summit in... It's instantly.

How did Daddy take the news of my day?

With a Havana in one hand.

And a sculpture in the other?

Irish.

Yes, I forgot.

Always Irish.

Followed by Tereen, cold salmon and woop-tittles.

And what would want to shame?

Slightly chilled.

Mm-hmm.

Well, it's good to know that austerity is still biting hard and eaten square.

So, while I was being rather unceremoniously bundled out of the back of

Hammersmith-Moor, you were having a day old time with the old man.

And a bottle of the family's best mum to shame.

The last bottle.

But, of course.

It's not exactly the Ritz, but it's hope.

Sort of.

Do you ever know, sir?

It may appear to the outside world, Sergeant,

that I'm sent a fold for playgirl, but no.

There is the redoubtable miss for spiking.

She won't mind my stay.

I'm always pitching up.

We've got company, did you see him?

Yeah.

Alice!

On the floor!

Face down!

Spread your arms and legs!

I love it when you talk to me like that.

Harry!

You all right?

It's okay, sir.

It's only Dempsey.

What are you doing here?

Well, there was this news flash and some blood on the t-shirt.

Just a steak.

It adds authenticity.

Were you concerned?

Yeah.

I thought my aim was off.

What's the deal?

Tomorrow, 8 a.m.

I set up with this chick, Leishan.

Leishan?

She's the front for the money.

You notice about 1,500 bucks worth of heroin in every t-shirt?

There'll be processed by midnight tonight.

And where's it to be?

This meat.

Stephen's warehouse and whapping.

Walking.

Dempsey seems to me to be very much in the

minority if anything goes wrong tomorrow, sir.

Yes, my piece.

Well, sir, I've got an idea.

No, my piece.

It may just give us the edge.

No, make piece.

It would double our chances.

Just what I'm afraid of.

Besides, you're supposed to be dead, remember.

I get some sleep if I were you.

You don't say I have a lot, do you?

Have it your own way?

He's a mute.

You don't say.

You're late.

Where have you been?

I checked out the warehouse.

Make sure it was okay.

I'm impressed.

And?

It's okay.

And what about me?

I'm impressed.

But tired.

You don't know what you're missing?

I can guess.

I really don't think you can.

Night, Murr.

It would have been the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

What the hell are you doing here?

I shouldn't have the train pipe.

But if I'm cramping your style, I can wish him down again.

Do it.

I'm impressed.

But tired.

Morning, Guy.

Breakfast?

In a minute, Chairs.

None of those cardboard sausages.

Any sign to make peace?

Not a peaker.

She's up to something.

I hope she doesn't screw up the ears work that's going into this.

Who made this?

Alpine?

All right.

I'm going downstairs for a shower, a shave, and a shish kebab.

How many we got in a whopping?

Eight when we get there, Guy.

Uh-huh.

And the lab, Kilburn?

Four.

Two, Hanover, Terrace, six units, three cars, and that's it.

Any wooden tops in it?

No.

Rural police?

No, Guy.

Just as well.

Listen, if something interesting, it'll be up

and down on that river like a fiddle as elbow.

Might be shot.

Davros has just left.

Yeah, he's going for the stuff.

Right on.

The corrines are already at the warehouse.

Yeah.

Since you and me, and the black widow.

Shall we go?

What's going on?

What's this?

This is my partner, Detective Sergeant Makepeace.

You remember her.

If only you hadn't been so tired.

You stay here.

I'll check out the place, bro.

Be careful, our Korean friends are out here somewhere.

Open the doors.

Get the stuff.

Be on your guard.

I don't trust, Merle.

I leave shorts to me.

As it came from the bank, in bundles of tens and twenties, non-sequential and

used, it's all there, Mr. Schwartz, if you want to count it.

What's this?

You're not Schwartz.

All right.

All right.

Thank you, back in the car.

Now, pride will stop me.

She dies right here.

I drop your guns.

I drop your guns.

I drop your guns.

Drop it.

You.

Whoever you are, put that back in the car.

Davros, you heard her.

I'll find you and I'll kill you.

Believe it.

Open the door.

Make

sure you get a kill.

I left you full left.

Down, leg waste down.

Come on.

A party's over.

Make peace.

Have you thought about a career in teaching?

Politics.

The space program.

You know they're sending women to the moon these days.