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Passport, visa, ticket to Istanbul.
One way.

Keller, there's a funny notion

that we English are
all fair play and scruples.

Forget it.

If I ever see your face again,

I'm gonna blow it off
its shoulders, okay?

- A drink?
- You buying?

- I'm buying.
- I'm drinking.

Benny? Benny!

Who's that?

Thought it was someone I knew.
Couldn't have been.

What would Benny
be doing outside of a jungle?

Benny's late.

Benny's okay.

I didn't say he wasn't okay.
I said he was late.

Dakar's a long way.

Georgetown is further.
I got here on time.

Benny's okay. He's the best.

I said that he was late, and that's all.

Yeah, well, I don't like
the way you said it.

You're late.

Dakar's a long way.

You know everyone here.

- Hi, Tub.
- Benny.

The Pole. Franky.

Hey, Krivas, with this bunch,
we could take Angola.

Right, where's the war?

Here. Right here.

Starting tomorrow,
if this lousy weather holds.

I still wish we had a man on the roof.

Well, we don't.

Someone like Bodie.
I saw him yesterday.

Bodie?

At the airport. Someone called my name.
I swear it was Bodie.

The last I heard,
he was rotting in a Congo jail.

Somebody told me he was dead.

No. He was at the airport.
It was Bodie.

Who cares?

Dead or whatever, who cares?

I thought you did.

I thought you and Bodie
had a score to settle.

We're almost there.

Come on, lads. Let's go.

Hold it right where you are!

You, get back!
Shut up. Everybody freeze.

Charlie Victor Four and all units.

Alarm sounding at the National Bank,
corner of Greystone Avenue.

Let's go!

C'mon.

...in pursuit heading west
along Greystone Avenue.

Charlie Victor Three

move in to take position
blocking North and High Street.

Victor Five to Control

pursuing grey Air Force truck
and turning into the crossroads.

Victor Five, come in, Victor Five.
Report your position. Over.

Victor Five to Control.
We're off the road in Pemberton Street.

We came under machine gun fire.

We're okay, but the car's a write-off.

Control to all units in vicinity
of Pemberton Street.

Converge on truck.
Approach with caution.

Repeat, approach with caution.

Victor Nine.
We're off the road, too, machine gun.

Control to all units.
Armed police units are being moved in.

Meanwhile, close all exits.
Keep them boxed in.

It's war.
It's bloody war.

Charlie Victor Six to Control.

The truck's heading towards--
we're being machine gunned.

Control to Victor Six.
Are you all right?

Report your position.
Come in, Victor Six.

They're driving through them all.

Victor Six is off the road.

Truck has turned due south heading

along Boreham Drive
towards the airfield.

The aircraft is a twin
engine Executive, registration

Golf Bravo Echo Mike X-ray.

Lining up now to take off.

Well, it's obvious!
Get off your great fat--

Victor Three, contacting RAF
strike force at Binfield.

Well done.

Victor Three, Victor Three to Control.

The aircraft is now airborne,

heading due east and disappearing
into cloud now.

Roger, Victor Three.
We'll contact Binfield.

Due east. Holland?

Maybe.

Well, Contact, what's the order
of the day? Over.

Control to Red Leader.
Force him to land.

Force him? Over.

Your flight commander will confirm.

Aboard the plane are three,
four, possibly five armed raiders.

Wilco and Charlie.

Information, established
at 5000 feet. Heading 085. Over.

Red leader to Control.

We'll make first pass over the area
in approximately thirty seconds.

Visibility deteriorating.
Descending to lower level now. Over.

Red leader to Control.

Established at 2000 feet now.
Dense cloud. We're going lower, chaps.

Control to Red Leader.

Descend through cloud
and report visual contact. Over.

Red Leader, Wilco.

I've got him, Control.
Directly below us.

Heading 090.
Going in for a closer look. Over.

Roger, Red Leader.

Flying directly behind him now.

We'll make a warning pass.

No response and he's losing height.

Still losing height.

He's descending rapidly through cloud.

I've given him a warning burst.

He doesn't respond.

Still losing height.
Angle of descent steepening now.

He's diving.

Red Leader, Red Leader to Control.

Red leader to Control,
are you reading?

Red Leader, affirmative.

Diving.

The damn fool's dived straight
into the ground!

Roger, Red Leader.
Report position and return to base. Out.

No. They were long gone.
They jumped, chuted out.

That's why they chose today--
cloud cover.

They're down somewhere.
Anywhere in this stretch.

Anywhere may be a hundred miles,
if they jumped.

They jumped.
He's pulled that one before.

He?

Krivas.

Right.

No bodies in the wreckage.

Told you. They jumped somewhere along
that hundred-mile stretch.

Tell me more about this Krivas.

That's all we've got.

Enrico Krivas.

He's a jungle rat.

Once tried to kill me.

I should have known when
I saw Benny at the airport.

You didn't know it was him then.

Yeah, well, I know now.
Benny and Krivas run in a pack.

Benny and Krivas and who else?

The witnesses said a fat man?

Uh, big, powerful.

That'll be Tub. Tub Weston.
Ex-marine. They'll have a file on him.

Oh, and the bank clerk,
she couldn't be sure--

they were all hooded, but one of the men
only had one eye. A patch.

Franky. Fran�ois Leparge.

Great with a knife.
Sensational with a blade.

I dunno, maybe the French authorities
have got something on him.

Try them. Anyone else?

Benny. Yeah, that'd be him.

Benny Marsh.
He's ex-Army too. Paras, I think.

Why did he try to kill you?

Eh?

You and Krivas--?

Oh. Well, there was this girl.
And, uh--

Get a face for everyone.
APB on all units.

I said all units.

So, there was this girl.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, always is.

Yeah, well, this girl was special, see.

Beautiful. I loved her.
Really loved her.

What happened?

Krivas had a crazy notion
it was his bird.

He killed her.

44 Magnum. At close range.

She was beautiful.

Personal involvement...
spoil your aim.

It also gives you an edge.
A cutting edge.

Where are we going?

Krivas got those chutes from somewhere.

And the guns and equipment.
And I've got an idea where.

- Don't.
- Bodie.

Hallo, Cusak.

- Long time no see.
- Yeah.

Funny, nothing ever changes, does it.

Cusak believes in the weight of calibre.
Don't you, Cusak?

That'll stop an elephant.

Not many elephants left in England.

That just shows how effective--

Effective it is. Yeah. Nothing changes.

S'Ray Doyle.
Yes, Cusak is an armourer, Ray.

Guns, ammo, army equipment.
In fact, anything you want.

I've given all that up.

Really.

Hallo.

What's all this, then?

What do you want, Bodie?

Krivas.

Are you telling me you haven't seen him?
'cause if you are and you have,

I'm gonna come back
and take you apart. Waiting.

- I only supplied him with--
- Don't lie to me!

I didn't supply the guns.
I only supplied the ammo.

And parachutes.

Okay, what's he up to?

C'mon, he must have said something.

Look, Bodie might owe you something,
but I don't.

What is he, your brother or something?

I don't know. Honestly, I don't know.
He was up, for him, flying high.

Optimistic, eh?

Yeah, I know that mood, that euphoria.
Tell my friend what it means.

Means someone's for it.
Or something big is on.

Now don't forget, darling,

none of that silly business
of showing off,

spending too much money.

I want you to merge.

But I want you to be
top of your class, too.

Yes, Daddy.

And be happy!

Good bye, Daddy.

Okay, John.

Now.

I talked to everybody
we know, Mr Sinclair.

They all deny having
anything to do with it.

Or even knowing anything about it.

For their sakes, I hope so.
A bank in my area.

Nothing happens in my area.

A sparrow doesn't cough
and I don't know about it.

Yes, Mr Sinclair.

And worse than that,
it happens to be my bank.

My deposit box went
along with that haul.

I'm dangerously close to being
a laughing-stock.

Yes, Mr Sinclair.

I want to know who, Charles;
I want to know now.

I'm working on it, sir.

Yes, Charles, you'd better be.

Or pretty damned quick, you'll be
just plain Aggro Charlie again.

Yes, sir. It may be difficult, sir.
If these are amateurs, then--

Amateurs? Smooth as silk
and oiled as clockwork.

Professionals, Charles,
these were professionals.

The Americans?

No. We have a deal.

If they pull a job here,
they always inform us first.

Yes. Europe, then. That damned German.

Yes, what is it?

Excuse me, sir.
There is a gentleman to see you.

I am not home to anybody.

Well, he is very insistent, sir,
and he asked me to give you this.

Send him in.

Sir.

Mr Smith, sir.

Right.

You look very healthy, Mr Smith,

for a man who has possibly only
a very short time left to live.

Your deposit box is as it was.

We didn't even bust it.

Yes. For that small consideration,

I shall probably send
a wreath to your funeral.

Funeral.

No funerals, Mr Sinclair.
Just celebrations.

Tell him to stay where he is.

Stay where you are, Charles.

The raid was just a demonstration
for your benefit, Mr Sinclair.

A free demonstration.

You can have the rest of the haul.
It's no good to us.

No good? Eighty thousand pounds?

In new notes?
Consecutive numbers?

We can't fence the stuff. But you can.

You've been misinformed.
I'm a respectable businessman.

I understand you perfectly, Mr Sinclair.

Now you understand me. I'm a pro.

I lead an army.
Trained, disciplined, and for hire.

We can tackle jobs your boys
wouldn't know how to start.

No percentages.

A flat fee paid straight
into a Swiss bank.

And for that, you get men,
muscle, firepower, know-how.

You get your own
private army, Mr Sinclair.

Now do we talk?

It's crazy, impossible.

Every cop, every
security man in the country

has got those faces, but,
so far, not a whisper.

They left the country.

No.

Ben? Come on.

Dogs.

I could use a beer.

Krivas said no alcohol.

Well, he's not here, is he?
It's not his tongue drying up.

About half an hour to that village.

That's just what I was thinking.

Krivas said--

Krivas said, Krivas said!

He's not gonna know, is he,

unless you're thinking of telling him.

I won't be long.

You will never come to this house again.
You will never see or contact me again.

Charles will devise
some means of contact.

And the payoff?

Mr Smith, I've told you
what I want done.

How you do it is up to you.

When you have done it,
I think your Swiss bank manager

will nod his gnomish
little head with delight.

Where are we going?

Benny's. Benny Marsh.

His old lady lives round here.

Won't be in records 'cause he never
actually got round to marrying her.

There's a child, too, about three.

I can't see Benny passing up
a chance of seeing the kid.

- You never told Cowley that.
- Didn't I?

- No.
- Oh.

You're getting slack.

And I said no alcohol.

We're moving. Follow me.

They'll be on us in half an hour.

Franky, false trail.

Take them north, then catch up
with us there, south, beyond the ridge.

Come on, let's move it.

Up there, second floor.

Touch your sensitive soul?

"All fuzz are pigs".

They find a corpse
floating in the river or

a mad axe man in the back garden,
who do they yell for?

Yeah, like the Army.
"Fascist authority", "scum"--

until they want someone to go out
and get killed for them.

I fancy a beer. Hold fort, will you?

Yeah, you can get me a lager.

Quick, in here.

This will do.

Tomorrow, we'll scout out.
Find somewhere else to dig in.

Are we gonna spend the whole time
with our backsides in the mud?

No.

Eventually, we'll put our backsides
on a beach somewhere

with birds and booze and
as much money as we need,

but, until then, it's mud.

Any objections?

I want a guard. Tub.
Four hours on, four off.

You take the first four.

But first, the beer.

I said no alcohol.

That was my order.
Who broke it?

All of us.

Somebody had to get it. Who?

Yes, it was you.
You disobeyed my orders,

my specific orders.

We lost 'em, didn't we?

You pull that trigger, Krivas,
and we're found.

My orders! And from now on,
everyone obeys them!

I've got us a job, a job
that could set us all up for life.

I'll kill anyone who louses that up.

You know, it's funny.
A couple of years ago,

I was in Holland in a block like this.

Exactly like this.
Same kind of people, same jobs.

The only difference
was their block was clean,

cared for, taken pride in.

Britain's become a funny bloody place.

Social revolution.

What's that got to do with dirt?

Growing up.

I mean, all kids make a mess
when they're growing up. Don't they?

Hallo, Benny.

I said hallo.

You're predictable, Benny.

I'll give you that.
Predictable. How's Krivas?

Who's Krivas?

Ah, let me put it another way.

How's Krivas?

Papers have been told
to lay off the bank raid, Benny.

Play it down. Which means
you don't exist, officially.

Which means you could disappear
for a long, long time.

Or permanently.

The choice is yours, Benny.
Rough or smooth.

Okay, okay. But I came back.

It's my kid, Bodie.

I haven't seen him in three years.
Three years, Bodie.

Okay, I'll give you two minutes.

Now, we'll be waiting.
I trust you, Benny.

Take the lift.

Thanks. Thanks.

Benny!

Benny.

Benny skipped, hasn't come back.

And if I had more men,
he would face a firing squad.

Come on, let's go.

You held out on me, Bodie.

Well, I thought that--

I am still speaking, Bodie.

Sir.

And one more word and you're
out of this organisation.

Do you understand? Out!

Do you understand?
Well, nod if you do.

Enthusiasm lead you astray?

I don't deny there is a place
for enthusiasm here,

but tempered with intelligence.

Didn't it occur to you
that if you'd let Benny Marsh

in and then followed him...?

You may speak.

Damn. Sir.

Nothing but blasphemy.

How are you making out with Marsh?

Doyle's sweating him, but he's tough.

Mind if I throw in my tuppence worth?

Listen, all that crap about
holding me incommunicado for ever,

even this mob can't do that.

You're going to have to let me off
the hook sooner or later.

You're off the hook, Marsh.

Insufficient evidence.
We're releasing you.

We're repatriating you, of course,
back to your last known address.

That's only fair.

Ticket. Doyle and Bodie
will see you aboard.

The plane leaves
for Angola at two-thirty.

Angola?

Last known address.

Don't worry, the government
will pay the fare.

Listen, I'm British.

Not according to our information.
You took out Angolan citizenship--

Just papers of convenience.
Bodie, you know the score.

You send me back to Angola,
they'll eat me alive.

Well, that is a problem.
But not our problem. Have a nice trip.

All right.
There's not much I can tell you.

Try us.

Krivas is planning another raid.
A big one.

- Where?
- I don't know.

Not good enough, Benny.

I dunno, I tell you. I swear it!

But I do know who for.

It is agreed, then.
We shall not meet again.

Well, only if you were
to renege on the deal.

You deliver, we will pay.

I shall rely upon that.

You're very quiet, Charles.
Is something upsetting you?

I like dealing with our own kind.

Charles, racial prejudice?

Our own line of business, sir.

Money, Charles,
money is our line of business.

Our friend is backed
by powerful men, wealthy men.

One must move with the times,
Charles, go where the action is.

Because where the action is,
so is the money.

Simon Sinclair.

Typical Krivas. Start at the top.

With the untouchables.
Well, we all know it.

Sinclair's behind half the
organised crime in this country,

and what have the police
ever nailed him with?

A parking ticket?

I've had allegations
of brutality against both of you.

An anonymous phone call,
but it has to be checked out.

Brutality?

It has to be checked out!

Meanwhile, you're both suspended,
off the Squad,

so whatever you do on this case
is outside my responsibility.

Guv'ner! Guv'ner!

Yes, what is it?

Look!

Get rid of the goon.

And him, too.

Your daughter's outside,
Mr Sinclair, safe at the moment,

but this had better be quick because
the guy with her's a psychopath.

After this is over,
I'll have you hunted down and killed.

I'll deal with you personally.
How much?

Money? I'm not interested in money.
I want Krivas.

Krivas? I don't know
what you're talking about.

Look, this is an instant snatch,
no dangling you on a string.

Now, your daughter's out there

and unless you give me
what I want now, right now,

I'm gonna bring her into this house
a piece at a time.

Aren't you going to ravish me?

Well, what's wrong?
Aren't I pretty enough?

Oh, yes, yes, you're definitely pretty.

Well, then?

It's just, um, I haven't been
feeling very well lately.

Oh, you don't believe me. Okay.

Well, I hold up one finger
and that's what you get, one finger.

No, no, for God's sake!

Krivas.

I...

Do you know what kind of man
is sitting out there with your kid?

He's a nut. He enjoys pain.

God knows what he's doing
to her right now.

I want Krivas. I've been
looking for him for years,

and now he's working for you.

How do you know that?

Because Krivas and me
are in the same game.

Only in this case, two's a crowd
and he's got to go.

You... you're not law, then?

Law wouldn't snatch your kid,
would they? Law wouldn't...

No! I... I know Krivas, yes,

but I don't know where he is.
I can't contact him.

Give me the job, then.

Tell me where it is,
I'll catch up with him there.

You really have to learn
the hard way, dontcha?

It's tomorrow night, Barrersby.

What, the nuclear fission
waste recycling plant?

Plutonium.
I have a buyer for plutonium.

You could be giving me
a bum steer. Convince me.

Ground plans. The whole place.

We'll leave your daughter
at the end of the drive.

We'll launch a full
anti-strike operation.

Marksmen around the perimeter.

Handguns on the inside, eh?

Sledge-hammer to crack a nut.

A very tough nut.

Oh, it must be.

Can't be more than four
or five of them at most.

We once held up a whole
battalion for nearly a day.

Six men, exactly like these.
They're pros.

With machine guns. Hey!

Damn fool!

Ah, they've beaten us to it.

Krivas has pulled a fast one.
Moved a day early.

When?

A couple of minutes ago.

That truck!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Call HQ. We want the area
cordoned off, ten-mile radius.

Twenty. Krivas moves fast.

Ford three-tonner.

Yellow cab, grey body. Heading north.

We are in pursuit.

Establish road blocks,
approach with caution.

Four or five armed men.

Hold it!

Motorbikes.

Looks like it's on foot
from here on, sir.

Well, I've got feet, haven't I?

Cowley to HQ.

Come in, Cowley.

Location approximately two hundred yards
off the main north road, a side track.

Raiders escaped on motorbikes.
We are pursuing. Out.

Typical.

Well, downstream,
they'll be in the town.

Over there.

What is it?

Why'd he ditch 'em?

Noise. Even I can
follow four motorbikes.

Anyway, Krivas would feel more at home
on his own two feet, wouldn't he.

The trail's back here,
heading towards the road.

You two go on ahead.
I'll stay out here for a bit.

Local fuzz move fast.
They must have struck off that way.

Local fuzz don't move that fast.

They don't know you or me
from a hole in the ground.

Why haven't they challenged us?

Franky. Great with a knife.

Well, they'll be well on their way
by now, won't they?

Something's bothering you.

Truck, bikes.

Why use bikes when you ditch 'em
after a mile or so?

And this a clear breakthrough point.

And why didn't they
drive it up the road?

- We've been suckered.
- Right.

They're still back there
somewhere, dug in.

Any ideas?

Close to where they dumped the bikes?

- Cowley.
- Cowley.

Bodie?

Screech owl.

Screech owl! What are you, Bodie,
a bird-watching freak?

Our call. Their call. "Come to me,"
it means, "danger."

The man down there, I took him.

Good.

No, no, I took him, but he's quick.
Very quick. He's still alive, I think.

You fool! Go to earth,
those were my orders.

He was in the way, he saw me.

You deal with the cops.

Okay, go down and deal
with this one. But quietly!

Fan out. There may be others.

Drop it! Drop it.

Bodie!

Cowley!

Yeah?

Cowley, you okay?

Yes, yes, I'm okay.
And it's Mister Cowley!

You are okay, aren't you.

You know what to do.

Bodie!

Keep out of this!

I may not be as good
a shot as you, Krivas.

I might miss a couple of times.

You know, hit a kneecap,
or a gut shot. Or lower.

Bodie, you're no better than he is.

I don't think that's true, do you?
Only one way to find out.

I'm not breaking the law,
just bending it.

Where's Bodie?

Reliving old times, sir.

- With Krivas?
- Yeh.

Well, that should be all right then.

Bodie can look after himself.
If he abides by my teaching--

You should see the other fella.

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