All language subtitles for The Sweeney 0-00 Regan

♪ My old man

♪ Said follow the van

♪ And don't dilly dally on the way

♪ Off went the van

♪ Wiv me home packed in it

♪ I followed on wiv me old cock linnet

♪ I dillied, I dallied

♪ Dallied and I dillied

♪ And lost my way and
don't know where to roam

♪ Now you can't trust a special
like the old time coppers

♪ When you can't find your way home

All together now!

♪ My old man said follow the van

♪ And don't dilly dally on the way

♪ Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it

♪ I followed on wiv me old cock linnet

♪ I dillied, I dallied

♪ I dallied and I dillied

♪ I lost me way...
- Mr Down

- Sweeney.
- You what?

That bloke, Sweeney.

Oh yeah?

♪ ... if you can't find your way home

♪ Ma he's making eyes at me

♪ Ma he's awfully nice to me

♪ Ma he's almost breaking my heart

♪ I'm beside him

♪ Mercy let his conscience guide him!

Get rid of this filth.

I didn't see him!
I just didn't see him!

- Don't touch him. Get an ambulance.
- It wasn't my fault!

All right! Get an ambulance!

- Could have been drunk, looks like it.
- Look! He's a copper!

Get your trousers on.

You're nicked.

Get him in the car

You can have a lie-in, darling.

Detective Inspector Regan, Flying Squad.

Where's John Minshaw?

- Johnno!
- What?

The old bill's here.

- What, the local nick?
- The Sweeney!

Coming.

Calling squad 501

Calling squad 501

Come in 501.

Squad 501 receiving

Officer in charge to proceed
to Saint Cuthbert's hospital

Sergeant Cowley involved
in personal injury

most serious and most urgent.

Squad 501 received. Over and out.

Hospital, fast!

How is Cowley?

- Rough, sir.
- Where is he?

In X-ray

They won't let you talk to him.

Oh yeah?

He won't be long, Guv.

Will doctor Richardson
please go to casualty.

Doctor Richardson to casualty.

Doctor, I'm Detective Inspector
Regan, this is one of my boys.

- How is he?
- Not good.

- Well what do you mean not good?
- Keep your voice down!

- Well when can I see him?
- Later.

- What time later?
- Later! Look it's our problem now.

Just... go away!

Doctor, you don't understand

if this man dies there are thirty
thousand policemen involved.

Well that's your
problem. He's very ill.

But what are his chances?

He was semi-conscious, Guv,
they only gave me a minute.

- So?
- Well he was rambling.

Kept, er, kept mumbling something
about the Mallory lot.

Mallory mob.

Mallory?! George Mallory?

Yeah, I think so.

Oh, no. He didn't have his
nose up the Mallory firm!

Guv'nor couldn't understand
it about his diary.

Cowley's?

They checked it, he ain't
put pen to paper in four days.

- I don't follow.
- Nothing.

Not even expenses?

You saying he hasn't written
a line in four days?

Nobody knows what he was doing
south of the river last night.

What he was up to or who he saw.

- You got your driver here?
- No Guv.

Right, get in.

We're going back to the yard. Shout
as soon as there's any news!

I don't understand why Cowley
said 'Mallory mob'.

He was over the river,
that's Tusser country

Mallory's West End

Yeah, that's what I thought, Guv.

Somebody must know
what Cowley was up to

He must've done some paperwork. Go through
his desk again, then check his place.

Right Guv.

- You heard about Cowley?
- Yeah, Haskins wants you, urgent.

Get me Serious Crime
Squad, Mr. Laker.

Laker's in the conference room, Jack.

Mallory, three years back.

He'd just bought a chain of garages...

involvement with foreign registered cars.

Look out for the man on his left

Albie Tucker.

Ex boxer

a key man...

Tusser, he got eighteen months last year

and Edward Grenfell

Tusser's draughtsman.
Picture taken August '68.

We haven't seen Grenfell for three months

he's probably working on something.

Tusser and Mallory, we understand this
is the only time they met.

Non reliable informant states they met to
divide certain areas of action in London.

Says night ended with Mallory
getting very drunk.

What the hell are you doing here?

This one's down to Serious Crime Squad.

We've had one of our young skippers
smashed up in Tusser country.

Yes, I'm sorry

We've had most of our resources on that
Tusser lot since Mallory went off to Spain

and now your lad's blown it!

He's badly smashed up.

Yes, and that's not all
the damage, is it?

So let us pick up the pieces.

How could Cowley, only six months with us,
go the last four days without writing a line?

Well there's two reasons blokes like
Cowley don't fill in their diaries.

You know them better than I do.

Do I?

You get a phone call from a Fulham pub

'get down here in ten minutes, you'll catch a
suspect.' You don't have time to find your diary.

So for four days he writes nothing?

So he was onto the Mallory mob

He writes Mallory in his
diary; you pull him off.

It's a gang-buster's case.

Hm. What do you think
he had on Mallory?

Some tip

whatever it was they sussed him out.

He's your responsibility, you should have
known what he was doing down there!

I accept that, sir.

Now I suppose you want to
go crashing in there

see what you can find
out. Well don't!

I've already told the gang-busters that we won't
interfere. I don't want any more hassle, right?

- Cowley isn't married, is he?
- No, lives with his grandmother.

- Anybody been to see her?
- Not yet.

- She does know he's been injured.
- Go and see her.

Tell her everything's all right.

You know there are going to be
some changes around here?

I heard, yeah.

There's a meeting at six o'clock
in the squad room

Be there.

I've got a feeling it's going
to clip your wings.

Meanwhile, stay away from
Tusser and Mallory

They belong to Serious Crime
Squad, understood?

- Hey Tom.
- Got bad news, Jack, the worst.

- Look Tom don't...
- Look, you're off the case. What do you want?

My boy's on the danger list, you've cornered the
market in Mallory and he's the only lead we've got.

- We're moving on the boy.
- So?

We've already picked up
two of Mallory's lot.

- Like?
- Chappell and Tick Benton.

Ah, shrimp fishing! Give us a line;
I might have something for you.

I just want to know what happened.

What harm can that do?

Why Mallory? Every snout in
London knows that he's in Spain.

He won't be back until Tusser's
out of jail in two months.

- What else?
- For you?

Nothing!

- Local nick?
- Right.

I got through to the hospital, Guv,
they've just finished operating.

- How's Cowley?
- They're not saying.

Well what are they saying?

Bruises on the head and forehead
consistent with a severe fall.

Gravel embedded deep in
the skull, traces of mud.

- What kind of a fall?
- Like out of a window.

So, he was around here somewhere,

he was picked up here.

Meanwhile, he fell out of a window.

I think the doc was
suggesting he was pushed.

Thanks.

Get a torch.

Sir.

- What Kind of a guy is Cowley?
- Oh, he's quiet,

a little strange, lives with his granny.

- Is he a poof?
- No

just a bit odd.

Cigar ash, that couldn't
have been here long.

Guv.

Oh, leave that to Laker, he must find
his way here sooner or later.

Do you want me to get the photographers
and fingerprinters?

Nah, that's Laker's job.

We're freelancing here, son.

Look, if you've got a big tip, something
to do with the Mallory firm

and you knew that the gang-busters
had a big op on against Mallory

what would you do?

I'd inform Mr. Haskins, Guv.

Would you?

I wouldn't go it alone, not
against a mob like that.

- That's what made Cowley different.
- What?

Reckoned he could do
it all on his own.

Where do we get all
these heroes from?

Got good teachers, haven't they, Guv?

Now this is Tusser's patch.

Do you know South London?

I know it, not like the
back of me hand

Bye bye, Kent.

OK Guv.

Come on, move!

Come on, move!

Come on, jab now.
Now, come on, move.

Come on, jab.

Keep in the middle there. Come on.

Step away, George, come on.

Come on, George, jab away, mate.

Now keep off them ropes, George.

Jab jab, come on, George.

Jab away mate, come on, jab.

Jab it out, come on,
come on, jab it out.

Jab, come on, George,
jab it out now, come on.

Come on, George.

Come on, George. Jab it away.

Come on Ron, Ron.

Sorry about that Danny.

I should bleedin' well think so, too.

- I thought I needed you!
- Hello.

Bit careless there, George.

Yeah, getting a bit rusty.

Would you undo that?

- How's division suiting you?
- Eh?

How's division suiting you?

- It's all right.
- Whoops.

Working with Mr. Castle?

Yeah, that's right.

Yeah, he's a mate, he
owes me a few favours.

You hear about Sergeant Cowley?

Yeah, I did hear something.
Didn't he get beaten up?

Badly.

- How badly?
- Very.

You know him?

No, no, not really

Joined the squad a
month before I left.

He was onto the Mallory mob.

Now listen, you know more about South London
than any skipper in the Force, George.

I need you.

- I can't leave Mr. Castle!
- Not even for about two weeks?

Now you know that other
villain, Tusser, right?

The Tusser lot, yeah,
I grew up with them.

Mallory and Tusser are warring

I think Cowley walked
in the middle of it

he was worked over then
accidentally hit by a car

but he took a big hiding.

Now I need your knowledge, George.

If I can square it with
Mr. Castle, OK?

OK?

Look Mr. Regan, I worked for you
for eighteen months, right?

And now I work for Mr. Castle.

The hours are regular and
the wife's happy.

And I'm up for a promotion.

Well not only that...

quite frankly I didn't like
your methods very much.

Did it take a lot of courage to say that?

No, not really.

Now look, Mary darling, I'm not
trying to start an affair with you

don't lift a bloody finger for
me, I'm not asking for that.

But you can help me put these bastards
away, they've done one of ours!

OK?

Now just yes or no?

Well if Mr. Castle agrees then yes.

My wife'll go spare!

Right, I'll be in touch.

Hurry up, Annie.
OK, that'll do love.

Hmm, that's fine.

Right, turn over.

Action.

OK.

Legs up, love.

Yeah, that's good.

Hold that position.

- Hello Jack.
- Hello love.

Impeccable timing as usual.

I didn't know they still wore those.

Quiet, please!

- What is it then?
- Shirts, I want me shirts.

- Did you manage to get them done?
- Yeah, you'll have to square it with wardrobe though.

I'm breaking in five minutes.
Do you want to buy me lunch?

Sorry love, I'm in a bit of a rush.

Well...

if that's all that's wanted

I'll go back to work.

Well I haven't got time
for anything else.

- Will I see you tonight?
- No.

Tomorrow night?

Definitely.

Oh, one night in nine

not bad!

Who gets you the other eight?

I'm sorry Annie, I've
got a big job on.

Is that right?

Tell me, Jack, when do you
ever have a small job on?

Tomorrow night, I promise.

Knock out, I'll run home now, get into
me negligee and wait by the window.

Promise?

Annie! Make-up on set.

Thanks for the shirts, love.

Yeah, I reckon it's

your relationship with my ironing
board that keeps us together!

And the rest, love!

Tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night.

Where's your driver, Guv?

This is my own car, I've been
told to stay of this case.

I see...

- You heard the latest brainwave?
- No.

Flying Squad, Robbery Squad

Regional Crime Squad all amalgamated
into one sprawling mess.

There'll be hundreds of little grey men

all working on top of each other,
pots of tea and committees.

I'm one of the best D.I.'s in
the squad, you know that.

They don't listen to me, they listen
to committee men now.

You know Tusser and Mallory will
have to sort it out sooner or later.

Even with Tusser in jail

his boys are still trying
to oust Mallory.

He's out in two months, right?

Right, yeah.

I tell you something;
that's a Tusser pub.

Okay.

Used to be a good pub this.

Before he passed out he
said 'Mallory's mob...

Mallory's lot'.

If this is a Tusser pub, how
could Mallory's lot be in here?

Two whiskies.

Two large whiskies.

Remember me?

Should 1?

Well, I used to drink in
here with my old man.

Carter, he was a docker.

Yeah, you short changed
him one night

he put one one you.

We want to ask you some questions.

Ah, how many more times?

What's that mean?

Well the Old Bill, they've only
left 'ere an hour ago!

Seventy-six pence.

There are a few of us, what
did you tell them?

Look, mate, I've got better
things to do with myself

than stand around here answering
the same old questions

over and over again for the bloody law.

Don't call us 'bloody law', mate.

- What did you tell them?
- Nothing.

I don't know nothing.

Seventy-six.

I think there was a Detective
Sergeant in here last night.

He got beaten up.

Not in here, mate. He left. He went.

What time?

Ah, I don't know, closing
time, eleven o'clock.

Look...

you keep your license if we
say you keep if, O K.?

Yeah, O.K.

Were any of Tusser's or Mallory's
lot in here last night?

No one.

Sergeant...

is there much pimping in
here, license infractions?

Yeah, I would say so.

Are we going to come back here tonight and
find one tart that'll lose him his business?

Yeah, we might.

Everyone knows Tusser's
lot drink in here

- Names?
- I don't know their names.

Alright, I know they're villains

but I don't ask for their custom
and I don't ask questions.

Seventy-six.

You ever done bird?

Oh, don't, I couldn't've got a license
could I if I'd been inside?

We do make mistakes, you know.

Let's check.

May I use your phone?

Funny fella my Guvnor.

He hates publicans.

Inspector Regan
here, Squad.

Regan. Would you
get me my office.

Kent.

I would like a clearance
through CRO on a publican.

What's your name?

T. Maddox

T. for what?
Two?

Terry.

Terence Maddox

Terence...
Maddox...

Oh... and your ex-wife
phoned, guv.

She wants to see you urgently.

...and Mr Haskins wants
to talk to you.

Well I don't want to talk to
Mr. Haskins.

Regan where the hell are you?

Just finished some lunch, sir.

...What?

The doctors say that medically
they can't distinguish

between the injuries from
the beating up and

the injuries from
the car accident.

- Well they have to.
- Well, they say they can't.

Cowley's dead.

Doctors say they can't
make a case about

which injuries killed him.

The beating or the car.

Yeah...

It means we can't even
do the bastards for murder.

We're about to form

the largest crime fighting force
in Europe.

It will be an amalgamation
of all groups -

Flying Squad, Robbery Squad,
Regional Crime Squad.

The identities of the three squads
will remain

Have you seen Regan?

...but all resources,
equipment and intelligence

will be pooled and shared.

From now on

any top criminal who departs
from his normal routine for one second

will have 200 men on top of him.

In the past,

all we've been able to do,

from time to time,

is disorganise major crime.

Now we're going to
hit it for six.

Where's Regan?

Er... well, Sir. I...

Find him!

The only time I really talked to Cowley
was a month after he joined.

I asked him if he had
a girlfriend.

Said he had an old girl of 78...

His Granny.

How can I walk in there and tell
that old lady it's over?

Do you want me to come with you?

No. It's my job.

- Mrs. Berry?
- Yes?

My name's Jack Regan, Flying Squad.

Oh aye. Tom talked about you.

How is he?

Er, can we come in?

Yes. What are you doing here, love?

It's alright. I asked her to.

Have you seen Tom?

- Is he going...
- Mrs. Berry...

I'm afraid Tom's dead.

Dead?

I'll go and put the kettle on.

Dead!

Tom died in the line of duty.

He was a good policeman.

We'll get the people who did it.

Look, I'm going to leave
you my phone number

Now if there's anything you want,
you just ring me

and I'll come immediately.

Mrs. Jones says she'll stay
with you tonight.

I'm sorry.
I'm very sorry.

We'll get'em though.

Thank you.

I'm gonna leave my telephone number,

there'll be somebody down from
the yard to make the er...

arrangements.

OK.

I've got to go now but you'll
make sure she's alright?

She'll be alright...

How'd she take it?

Do you know something?

That old lady's got no
reason to go on living now.

Whoever killed Cowley killed two people.

Oh I rang the yard.

Yeah?

Apparently Mr. Laker's been making
a lot of waves.

Got blokes crawling everywhere.

Anything else?

Your ex-missus phoned.

Yeah, I heard.

I'll drop you at a bus stop.

OK.

Hello, Kate.

You're late.

So what's new about that?

I kept Suzie up till seven thirty!

She was so excited she thought
she was going to see her dad.

Poor kid fell asleep on the couch.

I had to put her to bed.

Why can't you ever be on time for us?

I'm on an important case,
there's a young copper...

I'm not interested any more in your
silly cases and your stupid criminals!

What did you want to tell me?

It would be a good idea if you ate
regularly and drank less.

Have you looked at yourself lately?

You look terrible!

You're 35 years old and you look 45!

What do you want, Kate?

I'm thinking of getting married.

Peter's coming round later.

Who's Peter?

A Teacher.

They don't make much money.

He works in a language laboratory,
Oxford Street.

He's got an income from that,
and a...

...few hundred quid from a couple of
text books he's written.

Can he support you?

No. Not immediately.

We calculate in a couple of years...

So what's his problem?

He's got an ex-wife and two kids.

Look Jack, if you could keep up the...

the mortgage payments on here...

and Suzie's school fees, and expenses.

Just for a couple of years.

You don't want much do you?

Let me think about it.

You need to think about it?

Yes I need to think about it!

Get that out of the way?

Did you tell him?

Yeah.

Jack, this is Peter.

Peter.
Sit down.

Thank you.

Scotch?

Yes. Thank you.

Right then.
Why do you want to marry Kate?

I love her.

I want to live with her as man and wife.

You did love someone else?

Two kids.

Both Kate and I are free. It happens
to be our decision.

But you want me to part finance it?

Look,

will you continue to pay
Kate some money for...

...two years at the most
until I straighten myself out.

You're pretty blunt aren't you?

I'm simply asking a question.

Let me ask you one.

Aren't there a lot of young, sexy ladies
without children in your part of the world?

Swedish girls or Dutch girls?

I don't come from Sweden or Holland.
I come from Germany.

Germany?

Yes.

Have I said something funny?

No, no. I've just had a couple of drinks.

I don't like Krauts.

You know, that's quite insulting.

Fact.

I've never met a German that I've liked.

Don't rise to it Peter

It's hard for him to be confronted
with the kind of person he could've been.

This?

I think you'd better leave.

Uh huh!

It requires a sense of responsibility
you just don't have

to sit down and calmly discuss
our and Suzie's future.

You'll always run away from it.

I'm not running away.

I am sitting in this house for which I pay
700 pounds a year, listening to young Adolf,

who intends to move in rent free

Well I'm sorry, but I've got to have
time to think about all this.

Your love affair may be fun darling, but it
does involve my daughter and my bread.

I think I better go.

Yes, I think you'd better

Don't go.

Don't worry.
I'll go.

- I'll be in touch.
- Don't bother

I'll be in touch.

Where to?

Fiesta Club.

What's there?

Coloured bird.
Miriam Lesley.

Where does she connect?

Mallory's girlfriend.

Some girlfriend with him in Spain
and her here.

That's the way it goes, Guv.

When you dropped me off last night

I went to see a few friends.

They said Mallory's a one girl guy

and this one's been with him ten months.

You been to that club?

Nah, I can't afford it.
Not like you skippers.

Yeah, that's right.

Where did you get the information?

Cyclops Goldberg.

Used to be a snout for me.

I went round his place.
He was watching telly.

The big fight. Do you see it?
- No.

It was rubbish.

What about the girl?

Twenty-five, jazz singer.

Good class bird, no form.

Oh dear, look at the state of her.

Do you see that?

I'll kill that Cyclops -
he said she'd be here this morning

Do you think
that's a good idea, sir?

What does that mean?

Look, we can't get a warrant
because I'm not on this case.

Understood?

Do you think that's a good idea?

I think it's a good idea, yes.

Cos if I don't sort this out in the next twelve
hours, before they get their Cowley inquiry organised,

I'm out of the force.

For good!

If you don't see that then on your bike,
and out of my way.

It's a question you know? Are you with
me 100% on this or not?

Yes or no?

I must be out of my tiny mind.

Yes, Guv.

You wait here.

Can I help you?

I'm looking for Miss Miriam Lesley.

Not any more.

Why not?

Because I'm bigger than you.

Yep.
Bigger and thicker.

My job in life is to see no one
bothers Miss Lesley.

I'm not looking for trouble.

But I'm going to see...
- No, pal.

You're not!

A 1-2-3-4 and...

♪ Hello babe I'm Bueller May

Nice and cheeky

♪ But you can call me Honey.

That's my girl.

♪ You can call me anytime at all.

Detective Inspector Regan.

Are you Miriam Lesley?

Why?

Well I'd like to talk to you if you are.

How did you get in here?

Personality

Take your personality and get out.
We're closed.

Same place, three, four...

♪ Stay right here I'll entertain you

It's still too high. Let's take it down.
- O.K. Right there.

Three, four, ♪ Stay
right there...

What do you want?

Just a few questions.

Look, I'm a working girl,
and I'm working.

This won't take long

- Promise?
- Promise

Run through the break.

You don't drink on duty?

Only Scotch.

Ask your questions.

Who's the heavy out the back?

The one who's not supposed to let you in?

We came to an arrangement.

Who is he?

He hangs around.

I'll let you into a secret, Miss Lesley.
He's guarding you.

What's that supposed to mean?

You ever seen the Trooping of the Colour?
- No

Well that's the Queen of England surrounded
by lots of heavies in various uniforms.

And what kind of queen
are you, Miss Lesley?

Mallory's queen, right?

Let's try from the middle eight again.
- Alright.

♪ I hope you like my little routine
but you ain't seen nothing yet.

♪ And as a cook I'm quite a queen
you'll find I know a lot of things

♪ to do with margarine

Why don't you go and get yourself a coffee?

OK.

What's the guard doing here?

- Don't you know?
- No, I don't know.

There are a lot of rumours going around
about Mallory and Tusser people,

which explains why you're here
I suppose... Officer.

I'm Mallory's woman and he
digs me, right?

But he's worried the cops or somebody will
get hold of me and I'll blab

No way.
I don't talk to nobody 'bout nothing.

There's a lot of pressure on your pal.
I've been hearing things.

He writes.

The faithful lover.

So he's on holiday. But
he comes back to me.

What's that round his neck?
Is it an ormolu clock?

His mother gave him that.
He loves his mother.

- And you?
- And me.

I'm worried about your friend.

When he comes back from Spain one's
got to chop the other. Mallory of Tusser.

But I don't know anything!

You don't know until I ask.

- What name is he using?
- I don't know.

There's a fifty-fifty chance you could be
responsible for his death.

I don't know what name he's using.
He's got a false passport.

Where did he get it?

Do I have to spell it out again?

Try George South, he took these photos.

Where do I find him?

In the yellow pages west, under photographers.
- Thanks

There's a small charge for keeping
Mallory alive.

- What's your name?
- Er, Jack Regan.

To Jack for all those sensational nights,
Miriam.

Thanks.

O.K. Joe. Let's try it again.

We'll try it from the,
let's try the ending.

Yeah, so 'If you'd like me hanging round',
three and a four...

♪ So if you'd like me hanging round,
whether dull or sunny,

♪ I'll come running any time at all.

♪ All you gotta do is call
Nice big ending

♪ I'll come running.
♪ I say, I'll come running.

♪ Oh, I'll come running anytime at all.

♪ That's all.

Trouble?

Come on, Maria, Darling. Smile.
Look at Uncle Ernie... Smile.

Smile, Maria. Look at Uncle Ernie.

Laugh
you miserable little bitch

I won't be a minute, gents.
You know what it is,

these Spaghetti benders, the common market,
y'know, I mean, I'm only charging a quid.

They come in here... You'd think they were
being photographed at a royal wedding.

Do you mind holding that a minute, sir?

- Uncle Ernie's nearly ready.
- Good old Uncle Ernie.

What's all this then?

Uncle, my Sergeant is going to take
Mama, Papa and the bambino walkies.

Take'em upstairs George while
I have a word with Uncle Ernie.

Excusa Mama, Papa, er
elbow por favor si vamos. Cheers. Grazie.

'Ere you can't do this. It ain't legal.
- Watch me.

Spin the darkroom, George.
- Right, Guv.

What are you doing?

'Ere you can't do this
you need a search warrant.

We're not searching, Mr. South.

I know, but, er, you know what I mean.

Look, you know why we're here.
Why not make it easy for yourself?

Nice girl y'know. I mean real class.
She used to be a school teacher.

Needs the money. I mean,
everybody does it, there's no harm done.

Y'know, she needs a mortgage,
help the kids at school...

- All that sort of thing
- It's the common market.

Behind the cistern.

Naughty Uncle Ernie

I'm not surprised you
keep this lot in the loo.

Oh, it seems that Tom Maston's going
on holiday calling himself Albert Jones.

And George Mallory.
Alias?

- Alias?
- Arthur Smith.

Not very imaginative.

Right then, what are we going
to do about Uncle Ernie, George?

Well, naughty photos, phoney passports...

I'd say that was a ten stretch.
- Certainly.

'Ere leave it out. Do me Favours.

Come on, Mr. South, look I'm only
interested in Mallory.

No, you help us out, who know?

- You promise you'll take it easy on me?
- I don't make promises.

- Did you photo Mallory?
- No. I copied a negative.

Who brought it?

- Andy Morton
- Morton?

- Mallory's driver.
- And where's he now, Spain?

No, Notting Hill Gate, I delivered
'em myself.

- Address?
- Princedale Flats. No. 28.

- Is he still there?
- I don't know.

I heard he got a new job, er,
down the ice rink.

Right, you're nicked!

- You promised me that...
- South, you're a villain and a dirty old man into the bargain.

Look, I run a legitimate business here.

So does the Government and they make
a lot of money out of passports. Come on!

- Signore, Signore
- Oh shut up!

I'm gonna put him in the car.
Sort this lot out.

Excusa,
excusa. Camera - kapute!

- Bit cold in here
- It's cos of the ice.

Thanks. How many O Levels you got?

Andy Morton?

Detective Inspector Regan, Flying Squad.

Now you worked for Mallory
so you know the score.

I want to ask you some questions,
you don't want to answer them,

so up front I'll lay it on. This is a
colleague of mine. He hits people.

Isn't that right, colleague? He's got a
miracle technique. You wanna see it?

What do you want to know?

- You used to be a chauffeur for Mallory, right?
- Yeah.

- Where is he now?
- In Spain.

- Mallory's got a house in the country, hasn't he?
- No.

- Hit him.
- Address?

Hadley Farm, Barn End, Tring.

What are you doing working
as a sweep?

Mallory so mean he wouldn't put you
on half pay while he was away?

He didn't know how long
he was going to be away for.

He could be away till Tusser gets out.
Maybe you know that.

Maybe you know that when Tusser gets out
there won't be any Mallory for you to Chauffeur.

'Cos you're smart.

Now you stay smart. You think of all the
things you'd tell us if you got very smart.

We'll be back.

You ever thought of having a
place in the country, George?

What? On a copper's bunce?
Do leave off.

You were set up in the sticks, weren't you?

Yeah, swinging Ruislip.

Yeah, my missus would
like to get out of the smoke.

And you out of the job, eh?

Look, Guv'nor, I'll do a deal with you.

You don't talk about my wife, and I won't
talk about how Mr Laker might be right,

and we might be messing up the
whole Murder Squad investigation.

I'll tell you something, he's on a
winning streak with this amalgamation.

You watch, he'll be in charge of
giving the pencils out any day now.

Yeah. And we'll be back to taking old
ladies across the road. If we're lucky.

Not a bad pad.

It'd suit the wife.

- How many acres?
- Er, 'bout twenty?

Keep looking.

Let's look upstairs.

Look down there.

George!

Yes, Guv?

Mallory was wearing this in the
photograph the girl showed me.

Now he didn't have this is Spain with him
a month ago then send it here.

According to the girl he took it
everywhere. It was a present from Mummy.

That's right, he loves his old lady.
That's why he's not a great womaniser.

No, it's all Sunday lunch with Mum.

Mallory's got money, yet he doesn't give his
faithful driver a few weeks off with pay.

It's just not his style, Guv.
He looks after his boys.

Mallory didn't go to Spain.

I reckon that was an old photograph
and somebody else sent it.

And Andy Morton got another job
because he knew.

I think Tusser's
had him killed.

I reckon Mallory's dead.

Tell me something...

You were doing well with me in the squad.

Eighteen months pass and
you get up and quit. Why?

I told you, Guv. New married.
Too much work. Wife never saw me.

And I wanna stay married.

So did I.

Hey, the bastard's caught up with us.
Isn't that one of Laker's sergeants?

Yes.

I think we'll lose him.

Look, hold on, Guv. What
happens if they put a call on M .P?

We'll have every mobile in
London trying to stop us.

And have every P.C. knowing that
C.1.D.'s at each other's throats?

Laker hasn't got the guts
to start something like that.

Hold on!

I never had you for a wheels man, Guv.

Right. We assume Mallory's dead.

So Cowley walks into that pub. Now what
does he see that's his death warrant?

He sees Tusser boys
drinking with Mallory's.

So Tusser's had Mallory knocked off and
his boys've sold out and are celebrating?

Right.

They recognise Cowley as a copper.

They realise he'll suss'em.

So they follow the poor bastard
outside and kick him to death.

And the man who's set it all up is miles
away tucked up in bed in the chokey.

Right up to you Mr. Brown.

Right up to me.

Sit down.

Detective Inspector Regan. Flying Squad.

James Edward Tusser, I'd like you
to answer a few questions.

As a general rule I don't
do that kind of thing.

Are you someone special?

Yeah I was told you were something
special so I looked at your form.

I came to the conclusion
that you're nothing.

You couldn't move in on a sophisticated West End
operation. The doorman would boot you round the back.

What do you want?

You want information?

So where do we go from here?

A colleague of mine was murdered
yesterday. You hear about it?

I've been in jail for ten months.

When do you get out?

Two months.

- You were sentenced to 18 months.
- 6 months remission.

- For good behaviour?
- Yeah.

Sometimes it's a good idea
to follow the rules.

Look, people like you can kill each other.
I don't give a damn.

But when you murder one of us,
there are no rules at all.

I don't know what you mean.

Now you say you get six months
off for good behaviour.

I'm saying, what good behaviour?

You just hit me.

That means the full eighteen months plus an
additional sentence for assaulting an officer.

I haven't hit you.

No, no. My sergeant's gonna hit me.
But I'm going to say you hit me.

- You'd pull that one, eh?
- You know I would.

Now you're going to give me information.
I'm going to go away and check it.

And if it's wrong, I'm gonna come back
and you're gonna hit me again.

And you're gonna get
another three years.

You bastard.

Now we know there are fifteen key
mugs in Mallory's lot.

But Mallory never had a crown prince.

So, who's running the shop
while he's away?

Three years is a long time when
you've got a lot of bread waiting.

O.K. Sergeant, make it look good.

Dale. Arthur Dale.

- He's number one?
- Yeah.

Arthur Dale.

- Andy Morton Please.
- Yes. Speaking.

Listen to me.
I know Mallory's dead.

Who's that?

I know who killed that
young copper. I want money.

What?

You tell Dale I want £10, 000 in cash.
Tonight at 9 o'clock.

I'll meet them in the
sheds near where the cop was slammed.

- Who are you?
- 9 o'clock on the waste ground.

It's Regan here, get me Sergeant Kent.

Mr. Regan?

I've just had a call from Mrs. Annie
Morris. She wants you to contact her.

Yeah.

Look I'll put you through to Mr. Haskins.
He's very anxious to speak to you.

No, don't do that.

Look, Guv. I was instructed to put
you through as soon as you called.

Shut up, Sergeant and write this down.

Hadley Farm, Barn End, Tring.

Tell Mr. Haskins Mallory's dead.
And that's where he's buried.

Regan, what the hell do you mean
by visiting Tusser?

Are you out of your mind?

Now listen to me...

OK. Studio, ready to record.

Superintendent, you've read
the script about the robbery?

Yes.

I'm going to ask you some
questions, as if you were on T.V. Right?

Right.

Superintendent Maynon, this is the fifth
major bank robbery in the past month.

Can I ask you what you're doing about it?

Well... Er...

Superintendent, always start to answer
the questions as soon as the interviewer stops.

If you pause, even for a couple of seconds,
you're in trouble.

Those seconds seem like hours
to the viewer.

It looks like you're stumped for an answer.

Alright, let's press on.
When you're ready, Superintendent.

Superintendent, those five major bank robberies
in London in the past month,

what are you doing about it?

We've assigned a team of top
detectives to the case.

We have in the last few days received some important
information and we'll be acting on that information.

- Further, I think it's...
- Stop, stop stop...

Sorry to keep interrupting, Superintendent,
but we've got to get it right.

Either look at me or at the camera.

Don't switch between the two.
Otherwise in close up you end up looking shifty.

If you must move your eyes,
move them slowly and deliberately. O.K.?

- Hmmm, Yes.
- Superintendent...

Will you excuse me
for one moment?

Where's make up?
Superintendent is 53, he looks 60!

Plant a boot up her backside will you?

We've got to do something about him, sir

He's not listening to anyone.

Do you think I look shifty?

And contrary to instructions to go snooping
round Serious Crime Squad,

visit Tusser, interview Mallory's Girlfriend.
Now he's ordered me to dig up some farm.

- You mean disciplinary charges?
- Yes.

He's an odd sod, Regan.

Twenty years ago he'd have been the perfect cop -
the days of individualists. Now he's out on a limb.

I sometimes wonder if these new
ideas are for the best.

I think so, sir.

OK. Bring him in, put him
on suspension with full pay.

Right, sir.

By the way, I think he's right about Mallory.
Arrange a search of the farm and grounds.

- Hello love.
- Eddie's back.

Your Eddie? He's not due
back for months yet.

Tanker caught fire. Lengthy repairs.

- When did he get back?
- Last night.

Looks permanent. They've flown
him back to a new job.

- Where's he now?
- He's out buying a car.

He won't be back for a while.

- So how is it between you two?
- Good. Considering.

Considering what?

Considering you left a jacket and
two pairs of 'Y' fronts in his wardrobe.

What did he say to that?

Not a lot. He's got
a forgiving nature.

And you reckon he's back for good?
- Yeah.

And that's alright with you?
You'll have him back?

He's good to me.

So... that's that then.

I suppose so.

It's a great pity, Annie.
It's a bloody shame.

What about your wife? Six months ago
you thought there might be a chance.

Not really.

You've got to get someone to
look after you, Jack

Lucky old Eddie.

I loved you.

Yeah.

- If it doesn't work out with him
- Sure.

Mr. Dale, What brings you here?

I mean, I was just about to knock off.

Er, I'd've come round to see you, Mr. Dale.
Unless of course you were passing

A lovely piece right, Mr. Dale?

I know her.

That ain't her boy.
It's, er, the instructor.

Would you like an introduction.

Did you find out who the bloke
was, y'know, the telephone call?

Not yet.

I beg your pardon?

It's a bit worrying isn't it? Somebody
phoning up like that, out of the blue...

Saying Mallory was murdered.

- Story is he's in Spain isn't it?
- That's right, Andy, Spain

What are you gonna do about it?
Y'know, the bloke on the phone?

- I was gonna ask you.
- I don't understand.

Six of us know Mallory's dead.

Mr. Tusser, me, George,
Tony and Ed here, and you.

You know Andy. Right, Andy?

Yes.

The reason we know, me, George, Tony
and Eddie is we topped the bastard, right?

For Mr. Tusser.

So we'd be careful
about shouting it around.

I mean, the involvement in the
death, you understand?

We'd keep our traps shut, right?

Right?

Yeah.

How about you?

"Bout me?

You've loosed off to some berk or
you're pulling the caper yourself.

You've got some mate waiting
for 10 grand, which you'll split.

Oh no!

Sit down, lad. Sit.

I know you've double-crossed us, Andy.

You've got it completely wrong, Mr. Dale.

I'm not gonna wipe you yet.
Just gonna teach you a lesson, Andy.

You seem to have forgotten what loyalty's
about, you'll have to learn it again.

Oh you're not gonna die, just, er -
hospital for a few months.

Give you time to think things over and
decide never to mess with me,

or the lads, or Mr. Tusser again.

Never do it, Andy.

You know all issues of guns have to
be reported to the Superintendent now?

I've signed for it. I'll have it back in the
morning before the Super knows I've got it.

Over here!

Give us a hand.

Get inspector Laker.

Nothing up here, sir.

Mr. Laker? Over here.

Take the logs away.

George Mallory.

You bastard, Regan.
You lucky bastard.

Who are you?

The information I've got about Mallory
being dead and you killing that cop...

I've put it in a note and
sent it to a friend.

Nobody pays blackmailers, son.

I've got proof you tried to kill that cop
the car was an accident.

That's right. We kill people.

But we fluffed that one.

I shan't make the same mistake twice.

I want ten grand.

OK. you've got a friend. But you're
the witness, not him.

I'll make a deal with you.

You tell me who blabbed you can
walk out of here. Yes or no?

Bad luck, son.

Carter?

I'm Regan. Flying Squad.

Arthur Dale, you're under arrest.

George, Tony, Eddie...

That right? What do you mean I'm under
arrest? I've got 3 boys here with 3 shooters.

You wanna live? Either of you
two wanna live? Yes?

Then we'll have to talk a deal.

You don't understand. My skipper's got the
guts to blow your head off when I tell him.

Are you stupid?

You can't kill me.

You'll be dead two seconds after it.

Why?

"Cos my boys will zero you.

Will they?

Will you? Tony? Eddie? George?

Come on in lads...

We're the Sweeney! We kill
him - nothing. You Kill us - thirty years.

So come on, Tony, Eddie...

It won't be as easy as Cowley.

George, come back.

- Tony, Eddie, where you going?
- Don't move!

Come back you bastards!

George!

It looks like it's just you and us, Dale.

Now are we gonna blow your head off
or are you gonna point that gun down?

Now you heard all that.
You heard the admission about Cowley.

Oh yes, Guv.

- Now get the car.
- Yes sir.

Now you'll be telling us the names in full.

There's Tony, Eddie, and George.

Cowley was a good cop!

This stinking heap is licensed till March.

It's April 20th. I'll have
you for that and all...!

Come in.

Sit down Jack.

We got the lab report. The bullets
in Mallory were fired from Dale's gun.

He was going to take the rest of the bunch
and join Tusser's mob. Not very nice.

This afternoon I ordered you to be
suspended, pending disciplinary charges.

So I hear.

You've done a fairish job.

Serious Crime Squad had 20 men on Mallory
and had no idea he was dead!

And you've got Dale for that and for
killing Cowley.

Poor Cowley.

He was roaming out there, not writing reports,
not talking to anybody, your responsibility.

Just like you
roam around out there.

Jack, the days of one man bands are
over, now we're an orchestra.

Every move you made could've been made with
the necessary authority, tact, and diplomacy.

As it is you've made S.C.S. look like fools
and Laker your sworn enemy.

And what's most important, you
could've ended up dead like Cowley.

Did I get the result?

You're a gambler Jack. You played
a long shot and it came up.

That's why we're ringing the changes.

No more lone rangers. From now on you'll be
one two hundredth part of any successful case,

not the hero.

I have a feeling you're
not going to buy this.

But think about it.

And I'll think about you.

Somehow, we've got to find
a way of making you work in a team.

Or go away, get right out of it.

- There y'go, Guv.
- Ta.

Got away with it again, didn't you?

Oh don't you start, I got
the bastard who did it.

And here am I standing in the cold while
my wife's at home in bed. I hope.

Oh come on George, you're not a nine to five man,
over there sitting behind a desk...

Swigging tea all day and waiting
to get home to the roses.

You're like me, you're a copper.
you belong out here in the cold.

You know it.

Yeah.

Fancy a decent drink?

My arm could be twisted.

I know the place
where we can get one.