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(Electric shaver whirs )

What time is it?

Half past nine.

- Oh. - Come on. You'll be late.

No, I won't.

I promised the boss I'd shop for him.

Wedding anniversary present for his dull wife. It'll give me all the time I need.

- Where are you going? - Grob's house.

Never mind him, David.

Have breakfast with me.

Damian's been putting in a lot of time up there.

If I never show, he might give up.

(Clock chimes )

Elizabeth.

Elizabeth!

Phone Tilson.

Confirm the day but not the time.

- You don't have to give me orders. - Who's running this show?

You are, David,

but I wonder if you realise what I've taken on.

Maybe you think it's all simple stuff -

massaging Tilson's repellent ego,

maintaining his confidence,

fooling him...and the others.

I never said it was easy.

(Sighs )

No, you didn't.

What's the matter, Elizabeth?

Nothing. It's just...

It doesn't come so easy for me.

Get dressed. See Tilson.

- You know if Grob sees you... - He won't see me.

...Tilson and the others will vanish like smoke.

- He won't see me. - Why risk going near him?

Once upon a time I was careless.

It cost me eight years. Remember?

Be careful.

I will.

He's at the tennis club.

He went there an hour ago, like he did yesterday.

And the day before.

- He'll be back shortly. - Right.

- Well, you're looking at an empty house. - Cheerio, then.

(Yells)

(Shower running)

Bloody hell!

Good morning, Ted.

Out... Out!

Put your trousers on.

Why?

In God's name, Dave, what do you want?

Eight years of my life.

And those other bastards. You work out what I want, Ted.

I'll pay you, Dave. I'll pay you anything.

Everything you've got isn't enough.

Come on.

Come on!

Over here. Go on!

Keep going, Ted. Keep going.

Look, Dave.

Oh, this is a very nice garden, Ted.

Very nice. Go on!

Over there. Move, move, move, move!

- What is it, Dave? - Go on.

What, Dave?

(David) You've made some good investments with my money, eh?

You set me up, Ted.

Don't deny it, please.

You set me up

and I fell for it, huh?

Get down.

Eight years of my life, Ted.

I can't believe it. I just can't bloody believe it! Put those on.

- Eh? - Just do exactly what I say.

Now put the right wrist on there.

- Eh? - On there. Do it now, Ted.

(David) Give me the other one.

Right.

Do you know what some of those old lags say about doing time, Ted?

They say it's like being on an escalator going the wrong way.

And then one day the escalator breaks down

and you can just get up and walk away.

I never saw it like that, Ted.

- Eight years of my life. - Stop it.

Eight years, Ted.

And every single day,

it was like drowning.

- Dave! - Drowning!

Drowning!

Aargh!

These just arrived from the drug enforcement agency in New York.

FAaxed photos snapped three months ago. Take a good look.

Mock up.

I don't think too many middle-aged Chinamen will be on the 2:15 plane.

Not too many.

Willy, DEA, FABI and Interpol have been watching this Chen Nong for two years.

He's one of the most important targets they've ever been after.

Now, he'll be in the island for five hours before his return flight to Paris.

You have got to be on him every minute he's here.

- I want you to see who he meets. - Right, guv.

- Camera? - Ready to go.

On your way, then.

- 12 and a half stone? - (Bergerac) Yes.

- What's his name? - Edward John Grob.

That's the only information we've got. Got that from his cleaning lady.

Apparently he's owned the house for at least six years.

In your considered opinion, how long was he in the pool?.

I'd say four hours, from the temperature of the body and the pool water.

- Your cleaning lady found him around midday. - And the bruises?

Consistent with the poor devil kicking out underwater

at the cast iron garden bench he was handcuffed to.

The nails on the right hand are torn trying to get the handcuffs off.

- So we're not looking at a bizarre suicide. - And no underpants.

- Tracksuit bottoms only. - Jim?

I've let Mrs Maurice go.

She was a bit shocked but she'll come to the Bureau when we want her.

Right, well, we're going to need some fingerprints.

Is it all right if young Ben goes to the mortuary?

Could you turn your back while he uses a hairdryer?

I'll do it. Don't report it.

Let us know if you find out anything else.

- I will. - A hairdryer?

The finger skin is swollen by the water.

Get down to the mortuary, take a hairdryer,

gently dry the skin on the right hand,

get a set of prints, OK?

Right, let's go check out the house.

Did the cleaning lady cook for him as well?.

Er, no, she just cleaned, once a week for about three hours.

- Are you sure about that? - I did ask her.

She got most upset. She is getting on a bit.

I think there was another woman.

A lady with expensive taste, too.

Who didn't leave a stitch of clothing lying about.

And left about a week ago.

No lady handcuffed him to a bench,

dragged him across 10 yards of lawn and chucked him in the pool.

Check Edward Grob's name off against the list of registered companies.

See what you can find. Paperwork, letters, files, anything.

- He might have had an office. - All right.

Anyone who moves around as much as Mr Grob...

might be frightened of something.

(Tannoy announcements )

Mr Chen Nong? If you'd like to come this way.

Why couldn't we meet at my house?

I make the arrangements, you do as you're told.

Thanks.

I have the timing now. It will be between 2 and 2:30.

- Right. - And it's straight to your bank.

Well, it's close, ten minutes at most from my house.

You will have the 3 million ready?

If you think they're bringing that much in.

We need enough to cover every contingency.

Don't worry so much.

It will be all right, friend, just like last time.

Moise,

don't remind me about last time.

Progressing target surveillance, suspect Chen Nong.

Pick-up at airport, 14:16 hours.

Convey information to Superintendent Crozier. Over.

(Sounds horn )

(Engine stutters )

- The murder victim's got interesting form. - Yes?

Edward John Grob, suspicion of major felony, murder, Jersey, Channel Islands.

- Grob? - Yeah, the Coetsze bank courier robbery,

the South African courier murdered eight years ago.

I remember.

- I'll have a quick skip through these. - FAive men on that robbery, right?

- No, six. - One got caught.

Yeah, David Mason. He got sent down for 12 years.

A witness gave a description of someone unknown

who worked closely with the Mason gang, and that description fitted Grob, roughly.

Then one gang member was betrayed?

Mason. We thought he'd get his revenge by grassing on the rest.

All right, that was eight years ago, but now you'd better start with the basics.

Interview neighbours, find who pays the rates,

what name the Bentley's registered in, etc, etc.

- Grob sounds like a four-monther. - What's that?

FAour months here, four months FArance, four months in the UK.

Not officially resident anywhere. So let's find out where he spent his time.

- Right. - (Phone )

- Bergerac. - Mason was released our weeks ago.

FAour weeks? Thank you.

Ben, I just run a check on our friend Mason.

He was released four weeks ago. Interesting, eh?

- Yeah. - (Phone )

Yes? Hello, Willy.

What?

What do you mean, he legged it?

Look, don't say anything more.

Just get into the Bureau.

Willy has lost the Chinaman.

Willy might also have lost his job.

I don't believe it.

How could you be so stupid?

What happened?

Answer me.

You go out saying you're going to check the house.

The next thing I hear on the radio, he's dead.

He was driving a Bentley up to a big house.

It should have been my Bentley and my house.

You are insane.

All the discussion, all the planning, years of it.

And you kill him. You've blown everything.

Who says so?

I say so.

Everything is in place.

The perfect revenge.

We do to Grob, Tilson and the others what they did to you.

They do the robbery, we steal from them.

And now you, David, you've ruined everything.

How can I listen to you and trust you?

You are crazy.

They'll never do it now.

- And where does that leave us? - They'll do it. They'll do anything for money.

Nothing's changed, except there's one less of them.

- I've got to get back. - Elizabeth.

Cheerio, then.

(Woman ) You've got the most awesome collection o stone age music.

- (Chuckling) - I mean, four LPs of Matt Monro?

I'm not mad about his voice but it's terrific stuff to dance to.

- Do you like dancing? - Relaxed dancing, a little gently sashaying.

Not jitterbugging.

Charlie, jitterbugging went out ten years before Matt Monro.

Oh, well, that's very good news.

( # Matt Monro.. My Kind o Girl)

- A little...sashay? - Aye, why not?

# She talks

# Like an angel talks

# And her hair

# Has a kind o curl... #

(Coughs )

- Charlie? - Hm?

- You're not looking very well. - Oh, nonsense.

(Coughs ) What were you saying just now?

- About my sister? Did you like her? - Yes, she was a great girl.

- Do you two get on well?. - No, in a word.

Ah, dear, pity.

- You definitely look a little peaky. - Honestly, I'm fine.

It's just, I had a cold and I drowned it with vitamin C.

It's left me with a bit of a cough, that's all.

Well, we don't have to go out.

Shall we stay in?

Well, there's nothing in the fridge, my little darling,

except for some Bloody Marys in bottles and a few ice cubes.

- Charlie, you're sweating. - Hm?

- You really don't look right. - I am sweating a bit.

I'll tell you what, I'll go and bathe my face. Then we'll be of out, eh?

You sit down. I won't be a minute.

(Coughing)

Sally.

Sally!

Charlie? Charlie!

- What's wrong? - There is something.

I'm not well. Quite poorly, I think.

- See if you can get my doctor. - Stay still.

You'll find the number there. Dr Hislop.

Please hurry.

Jim,

this is the statement that Mason started to write

and then stopped halfway through.

Now, it stated that the targets were a couple of South African nationals

working for a major Sun City gaming syndicate.

They're coming here with a lot of cash, expecting to deposit it in Jersey banks.

That's where he stopped writing and asked for a lawyer.

Anything there to show how he was shopped to the CID?

Yeah. About six hours after the robbery, headquarters received another anonymous call,

identifying one person in the robbery as David Mason,

giving the address of a small hotel.

So they went to the hotel, searched the room, arrested Mason.

12 hours later he starts to confess then just changes his mind.

- Yes, Wendy? - Mrs Maurice has arrived. She's in here.

Oh, ta.

The South African money -

there's a couple of names in there, fences, possibles.

Yeah, all right, but first... Mrs Maurice.

That's the first dead body I've ever seen.

How long had you been cleaning for Mr Grob, then?

On and off for four years. Of course, not when he wasn't here.

The house was shut up when he was away.

- Which was most of the year? - Yes.

He dropped me a note when he was coming and I'd open up the house.

You said to Detective Lomas that he had no house guests recently. Is that right?

That's right.

We think he may have had a woman staying with him.

I don't think so.

Why not?

Well, because I only ever made up the one bed.

Well, what if his woman friend had shared his bed?

I wouldn't know that, would I?

Did you ever find women's clothes in his cupboards?

I didn't go round opening cupboards.

That wasn't part of my duties.

My job was cleaning.

So no one ever came?

I didn't say that.

I was asked if he had a woman staying.

So people did come to the house?

Well, there were four men there several times in the last few weeks.

- FAour men? - Yes.

Could you describe them?

Three of them were just ordinary-looking.

- The other one was a bit different. - In what way?

Well, he was very tall, over six foot.

40ish. He had a bald head but what hair he had was white.

I said to my friend Mrs Graham, ''I know they're up to no good.''

That poor Mr Grob, he didn't like having them in that house.

My Harry saw them one day. He didn't like the look of them either.

Well, we've got a problem.

Or rather, you have.

I just don't understand how it all got out of control.

It's not difficult.

It was very much under control until Mr Hong Kong arrived at the airport.

All we had to do was watch him for a few hours.

Now we don't know where he went or who he met.

And our excuse is your vehicle broke down.

Well, it's in the report.

The engine was fine.

The chief has forwarded your report to the Americans.

They're not very happy. They're asking for an inquiry.

An inquiry? What, they think I'm in the pay of the Hong Kong triads or something?

- That's ridiculous. - Calm down, Pettit. Of course it's ridiculous.

So what do I do about it?

There is something you can do.

I've been casting an eye over your last 12 months' results. Not bad.

But not spectacular.

The top brass will be checking you too.

I suggest you get down to it, get some good results

and find out who Mr Triad saw in Jersey.

Charlie?

You OK?

Ah, it's nothing, Jim, nothing.

They're just keeping me in for observation, that's all.

- Be out in the morning. - They reckon you've got pneumonia,

a raging temperature, pain, all of it.

What else did they say?

That a very attractive young lady brought you in here,

that you were feeling very sorry for yourself and you complained a lot,

especially when your demand for a medicinal brandy was turned down.

Who is this young lady?

She's a right little darling.

A physio between jobs.

She's employed as bar lady at the golf club.

I say, Jim, I'm getting a bit short of breath. It's getting a bit difficult to speak.

OK, you take it nice and easy.

You're going to be all right, as long as you take it quietly, OK?

You'll be in here for about ten days.

Ten days?!

Take it easy. I'll pop in to see how you're behaving yourself.

What about business? There isn't even a phone here.

You'll have to bring me my portable.

Charlie, that's all out.

You're going to have to stay in that bed until they tell you you're fit enough to get out of it.

And God help you if you don't take that seriously.

(Moans )

(Willy) I just cannot believe it happened.

One minute everything was going nicely, the next...

Here. Cheers.

Yeah, cheers.

Jim, there must have been times when you landed in it. I mean, right in it.

Yeah. That's why I'm still a sergeant. But we're talking about you, Willy.

I just can't believe this happened.

So you took the motor up to St Ouen this morning?

On the way back the engine misfired a couple of times

so I logged the problem and took it to the garage.

- Why didn't you leave it there? - It was all right on the way to the garage.

When I get to the garage they tell me

the motor I'm due to pick up won't be available for an hour.

So, I'm getting a bit pushed for time...

So you assumed the motor was OK and took it up to the airport?

The engine conks out and I lose the Chinaman.

- How bad is it? - It's bad enough.

- Damian? - Yeah?

Open the door.

I'm resting.

Open it now or I'll kick it down.

Are you running out on me?

I came here to sort some people out while they were doing a job, right?

Right.

Before I get the opportunity,

you tell me you're not going to do anything drastic,

then you bloody murder Ted Grob.

So?

So?

So...when I come to do my bit,

the whole bastard island's erupting with cops looking for his killer.

Son, you're nothing, you're that.

A flick of my fingers in any FAulham pub will get the attention of a dozen like you.

Just do as you're told.

David, you shouldn't have killed him.

Don't make me worry any more than I need to, Damian,

and especially don't make me worry about you.

(Bergerac) So who is it we're seeing now?

It's the lady from the merchant bank, the Western.

Thank you.

- What's she like? - Very nice.

A man has been murdered, Miss Dufresne.

He's suspected of being in the gang that pulled a robbery here eight years ago.

And as you remember, only one villain went to jail for that crime.

We want to concentrate on the relationship between the murder victim and that man.

Turns out he's just been released, might even be here in the island.

And we thought, as a witness, you might be able to help us.

Well, I'm not sure I'm going to be able to remember details of events that far back.

I remember the police taking my statement.

- In fact, I think I made three statements. - Yeah, I've got them here.

Now, from your experience, you know, working in the bank,

how much cash would you say was in those two stolen suitcases?

Well, if it was large denomination notes,

a considerable amount.

And on the day,

your bank president asked you to chaperone Mr Coetsze and Mr Goethe

- and drive them from the airport to the bank? - Yes.

Have you driven other clients to the bank?

Many times.

And in St Hilda's Road, your car was held up by five armed men.

Yeah?

Yes.

What happened?

Well...

Well, first there were two masked men.

They pulled us out of the car and I was shoved up behind a wall.

Yeah, go on.

Well, told not to look up or I'd be shot.

Um...

There were three other men but I didn't really get a chance to see them properly.

And then the helicopter landed and went off with the money?

Yes.

How old were you when all this happened?

- 22. - Bit young, don't you think?

Driving a couple of fellas, all that money.

The bank regards it as courtesy to pick up clients from the airport.

The money - presumably it came from gambling syndicates?

Now, the South African law expressly forbids the export of foreign currency, isn't that right?

Yes.

So, in a way,

that money was being smuggled into Jersey.

I can't really comment on that.

Is South African money still coming in?

- In confidence, yes. - How often?

- Every month. - Thank you.

Right, I'll have to talk to your boss. Is that OK?

FAine.

- Well, what have you got? - Couriers are still coming in with cash.

- I can feel one of your hunches coming on. - Could be that the same team is back.

- I thought you might say that. - Remember...

Don't forget your 11 o'clock appointment, sir.

- What? - It was a success.

They got away with the money.

I'm not sure I've got a lot of time for your theories.

We've got to get on with that murder investigation.

On the basis of a man drowned in a swimming pool and a description

you've decided the team is back to pull a similar job?

Yeah. I'd like to look into it.

You've got one description of a man who was here eight years ago

plus a lot of hunches.

I'd like to check for South African passports.

Listen to me, Jim, you will continue to investigate this murder,

ignoring the circumstantial and the accidental.

Just go for the facts.

- Superintendent? - Yes, I know, I know.

- Hello, little darling. - Hello.

They say you're a bit better.

When did they move you out of intensive care?

At dawn. That ghastly sister and her thugs.

I thought they were taking me out to shoot me.

- Shouldn't you be lying down? - That's what they want.

They want me stiff as a board, dead, then I wouldn't be any more trouble to them.

Have you brought me my portable?

- Here you are. - Well done.

You see, all this hit me just as I was about to do that Castellan deal.

Now I might have lost out, lost 30 to 50 grand maybe, after all that work..

But, ''Oh, no, Mr Hungerford, the phone is quite out of the question,'' said miserable Dr Snell.

The idiot doesn't seem to realise

that not having a phone causes enough tension for three heart attacks.

(Coughing)

Oh, hello. Mr Bishop, please.

Aye.

Oh, hello, Dennis. It's Charlie here.

Sorry to bother you on a Saturday, but...

In hospital. It's just a slight minor problem.

A bit of a fluey cold, that's all.

Look, Dennis, that Castellan business,

is it still in place?

Oh, good.

Good.

Thank you, Dennis. Bye.

Oh. Oh, dear, sorry.

I'm exhausted, I'm afraid.

The thing is, old girl, that dress is a bit too sexy for me,

a bit too low-cut in my present condition.

Terrific under normal circumstances but just at the moment...

- Do you want me to go? - I think maybe you'd better.

You're so good to me.

Now you've got the telephone, you can buzz me if you need anything.

- I'll come back tomorrow. - You're wonderful.

Truly magnificent.

So are you.

Bye.

Bye.

Well?.

You know what I've got to say.

I'm worried about his sanity.

Just minutes after I left him in that car

he was in that house killing Grob.

What do you want to do? Walk away from it?

We're talking about a lot of money, Damian.

I don't know.

What?

Tilson and the others, how come they never met you when you were with David years back?

It's nearly nine years ago I met David.

He opened an account at the bank.

He asked me out.

I fell in love with him. Then he told me he was planning to rob the bank.

I didn't meet the others. David was very careful.

He kept his private life separate.

Why was he shopped?

There was a problem at the beginning about percentages.

David planned the job. He reckoned he should get 40 per cent.

Grob was banker. He'd get 20.

The others would get 10 per cent each.

Grob got greedy. He phoned the police.

And David did nothing about it?

Well, he almost did but he changed his mind.

Then in jail he worked it out.

He'd get me to approach them with enough information to pull exactly the same job.

But this time, they'd be the scapegoats.

Everything is set up.

It's going to happen so fast, Tilson's mob and the police won't know what hit them.

You can't let us down.

David wouldn't let you.

Is that a threat?

Damian, let's do it.

FAine. Thanks, goodbye.

- Does the doctor know you've got that? - The nursing staff here are trying to kill me.

I might have to dial 999.

- I am fighting for my very survival. - I think I'd better change the subject.

Aye, do.

It's something I'm working on, a robbery that happened a few years back.

I was going through some old case files and I turned up a name that rang a few bells.

- Someone you used to know. - Oh?

Moise Davidson.

- I vaguely knew him. - Oh, really?

I had the distinct recollection that you knew him quite well.

I don't think so.

When he was in antiques, didn't you do business with him, buy a few antiques off him?

- Oh, that Moise Davidson. - Yeah.

Well, some years after the robbery I'm talking about

we found out that Moise had a second, more important career.

- He'd been a fence. - FAence?

A dealer in stolen goods, Charlie.

Oh?

Can't you tell me anything about this Moise Davidson...

who may have handled some of the money from the robbery and the murder?

Well, there's nothing to tell. I mean...

Should there be?

Do you know where he banked?

I think it was the Western Bank and Trust Company.

Thank you, Charlie.

Now look, be intelligent.

You're ill so act as if you knew it, OK?

Rest and quiet.

Hello, Sally? No, everything's fine.

Look, I want you to take my keys and go to the office.

There are four grey filing cabinets.

Under Davidson, Moise, you'll see a file.

I want you to take it out and bring it over to me as soon as possible.

That's right, Moise Davidson.

(Door opens )

(Phone )

Good morning. Western Bank and Trust Company.

Mr De Lavarre, this is Sergeant Bergerac from the Bureau des Étrangers.

I understand that you have some questions for me about the robbery a few years back.

- Yeah, the Coetsze job. - Thank you, Elizabeth.

My memory isn't so good about events that happened last week, let alone a few years ago.

That robbery was the most frightful business in the history of the bank.

There's one unexplained element in that affair.

Where did the robbers get their information?

I believe I expressed my opinion to your investigation at the time.

- Would you tell me again? - Certainly.

Gaming is illegal in South Africa and yet it's a major industry.

Take Sun City, for example.

I believe that information about Coetsze and his companion

was picked up by some criminal element in South Africa

who then sent a gang here to attack him. Please.

Thank you.

See, we don't think so.

The man we caught, Mason, he's a major criminal.

He's not the sort to be employed by other criminals.

- Please take a chair, Sergeant. - Thank you.

Do you still have South African people coming in here with gambling money?

Well, it would be an indiscretion to tell you, but yes, we do.

Do you still ask people like Miss Dufresne to collect them?

Yes, accompanied by a security officer, of course.

But that's only two people.

Two people can easily be overpowered, can't they?

I'll bear in mind what you say, Sergeant.

Good idea.

So you still send people up to the airport to collect cash and gold.

- How often do you do that? - About once a month.

Same day each month?

When's the next date?

Well, could you at least tell me what amounts are involved?

Really, Sergeant, I think I've been generous enough with information as it is.

(Car stereo )

# Success is knocking on your door

# Let it in

# And ask or more

# Success now

# Is knocking on your door

# Let it in, boy, that's or sure

# You want money

# You want ame

# You want your team to win the game, yeah #

Hello, men. Welcome to Jersey.

I've spoken with my friend in the prison service. He's confirmed it.

Mason was released four weeks ago

so it's got to be down to him.

Anybody home?

We're in shock, Harry.

I mean, we've got the tilt just about to go down.

Everything's planned and this piece of vomit is thrown up.

I mean, what does it mean?

Look at the timing. How can we go on in the circumstances?

How gutless can you get?

There are four of us... and only one of him.

But he found us. Well, he found Ted.

And we haven't found him.

He's a psychopath. I mean, I don't mind a bit of aggro.

But a murdering nutter who goes around chaining people to garden benches?

Who says there's only one of him?

What a bunch of wallies.

Listen, it's a doddle.

We do it exactly the same as we did it before. No worries.

And all you have to do

is come along for the ride.

Harry, Ted being murdered changes things.

Doesn't it? Michael doesn't think we can pull the same job twice.

Hey, hang on!

My informant says we can.

And my informant is very good.

Well, I don't know.

With Mason out there, and we're trying to nick his stunt and pull it off.

Ted was essential to the plan.

No, Arthur, no. Ted was not essential to the plan.

Ted was the banker.

He financed the operation and now he's gone.

So we don't have to pay him back and there's only four of us left to split the profits.

And there's certainly a million there, in hard cash currencies.

Probably several million.

And I'm not going to allow a paranoid prat like Mason...

nor a bunch of soppy girls like you

prevent me from getting my fingers on it.

- Is that clear? - Yes, that is clear, Harry.

Crystal.

Yeah, Harry, yeah.

Good. Put the kettle on, Arthur.

OK, Harry.

- All right, petal?. Sorted yourself out? - Everything's cool.

Absolutely.

The only trouble is,

there are going to be a lot of cops out there,

especially after what you've been up to.

Relax, Damian.

On Monday evening you're going to be on a plane

with enough to buy the best bar in Torremolinos.

You and your boyfriend can sit in the sun and bitch at each other

for the rest of your silly lives.

( # Grace Jones.. Slave To The Rhythm )

# Slave to the rhythm

# Oh, baby

# I'm just playing around, baby

# Work all day

# As men who know

# Wheels must turn

# To keep the low

# Build on up

# Don't break the chain

# Sparks will ly

# When the whistle blows

# Never stop the action

# Keep it up, keep it up

# Never stop the action... #

Do policemen work Sundays?

Only for overtime.

Do you work out a lot?

Don't you keep fit, Sergeant?

I do a bit of jogging, bit of swimming. Not enough, though.

Well, then, why not join up here?

I'll give it a thought, yeah.

So, what are you doing here?

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

You do work Sundays.

There's a bit of pressure on the investigation.

So you want to put me in a car, like a gangster,

and take me off to your Bureau.

- I've got a better idea than that. - Oh, yeah?

A friend of mine's just opened a restaurant, La Cage d'argent at St Clement.

May I invite you to dinner?

That's supposed to be terrific.

- I'd love to. - Right. Pick you up at 7:30?

You've already picked me up, Sergeant.

I'm seeing some people this afternoon and early evening.

I'll meet you at the restaurant.

- Eight o'clock? - Right.

# Never stop the action

# Come on, keep it up #

- Bye. - Bye.

I'm sorry, I'm not available to take your call.

I you wish to leave a message, please speak ater the tone.

- (Beep) - Oh, bloomin' Ada!

(Coughs )

Hello, Moise, this is Charlie Hungerford.

This is my tenth call to arrange a meeting.

You are refusing to speak to me on an urgent matter

so at considerable inconvenience to myself, I am coming to find you.

(Coughs )

- He's taking you to dinner? - It's a gift.

It's easy when he's asking me questions to ask why.

- What does he want to know for? - It's very risky. It's possibly suicidal.

While we're on the subject, sunshine,

you opened that particular can of worms when you killed Ted Grob.

Well, I may have got away with that.

Will you get away with this?

Sometimes I don't think you realise the sacrifices I've made for you.

I know.

Well, right now I need to know what the police are up to.

Sergeant Bergerac will help me to do that.

You be very careful.

I'll be a darn sight more careful than you were.

(Piano music)

So what exactly happened during the robbery?

I don't like to be reminded of that day.

It was terrible, the violence.

I was... I was in shock for weeks after.

It still upsets me.

I saw someone killed.

There were six men involved in that. We only got one of them.

That murder on FAriday could relate back to the robbery.

- Why? - I don't believe in coincidences.

That one member of the gang we did catch was released from jail a few weeks ago.

The next thing we know, one of his partners turns up murdered.

What else did you want to know?

- Was that good? - It wasn't just good.

It was miraculous.

How about you then? You married, are you?

My life has been a gentle procession of all the wrong decisions.

I've been quite involved with a bloke.

The same old story. He wasn't free.

Married?

He didn't live here. He found it quite difficult to travel.

If I wanted to see him, I had to visit him.

I was in love with him for years.

I still am, sort of.

What about you?

- Are you married? - I was.

Ah.

Could we talk some more about the robbery and your bank?

How can I savour a delicious meal and answer police questions?

I'm sorry. Just one, OK?

What?

You said the robbers dragged you from the car,

pushed you behind a wall and told you to keep your head down?

Yes.

So you heard but you didn't see the helicopter arrive and land.

You didn't put your head up until it had gone?

Right.

Aha.

Why do you think there's a connection between the murder and the robbery years ago?

Oh, I can't say there is, officially.

- I just thought... - What?

Well, I may be of more use if I knew what lay behind your questions.

I mean, something could spring to mind which wouldn't otherwise.

I think we've covered everything.

So, we've nothing more to discuss.

- Did I say that? - No.

- Do you never drink, Jim? - No, never. Not these days.

I was just wondering what it takes to relax you.

Not a lot.

I suppose it depends on who's doing the relaxing.

- Well, you're not doing too badly. - Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry. No offence.

No offence taken.

Quite the reverse.

But...

I have an awful lot of paperwork to get through tonight.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Monday is a very busy day.

Another time?

OK.

Hello.

These are the results...

Get in.

Right.

This is it.

What time?

The plane touches down at two.

10, 15 minutes to get their bags, get through customs.

Two o'clock, then.

Come here.

- Jim, Willy's had a bit of luck at last. - Oh, yeah?

Silver Springs Hotel received a cable booking from South Africa

for two rooms a week ago.

- The booking starts today. - Today? Where is Willy?

(Phone )

Jim, it's Willy. I'm at the Silver Springs Hotel.

Two South Africans coming today.

Mr Lansman and a Mr Hedfeldt. They're arriving this afternoon.

You talk to the manager, see if anyone's been asking any questions about them.

And see i they've got any messages. Then wait outside.

Right.

Ben, you get onto the airport.

Check every incoming passenger list for the names Lansman and Hedfeldt, OK?

I can't believe you've done this. I can't believe it!

- I haven't got the energy. - Charlie...

Please listen!

There's a man, Moise Davidson. He's being investigated by Jim Bergerac.

All the antiques in this house, over £100,000 worth,

I bought from Moise ages ago. Are you following this?

- Yes, but... - I may have a house full of stolen antiques.

- They can put you in jail for that. - Well, tell Jim.

Well, how do I...

How do I prove I didn't know they were stolen, if they are?

And if they are stolen, I stand to lose 115,000 quid's worth.

But Charlie, you're sick.

Very ill.

I'm well enough to know what I have to do.

I have to urgently get hold of Moise and slightly wring his neck

to find out if the stuff was nicked.

I simply can't afford to lose £115,000.

So you're risking your life, sneaking out of hospital, just for money?

Now you understand.

(Sighs )

Edward Grob had three legitimate businesses in FArance -

- in Nice, Juan-les-Pins and Bordeaux, - I don't think any of that's relevant.

- Of course you don't. - Listen to me.

I'll listen to you but I know you, Jim, once you get a bee in your bonnet, that's it.

Grob had four accomplices, plus Mason, in the original robbery.

One of the four men seen recently at Grob's house

fits the description of one of the original robbers.

These courier deliveries of cash, they're still going in.

And as it happens, two South Africans are due in this afternoon.

Mason probably killed Grob, which puts him in the island.

Something is going to happen involving these people.

I want men over there at the airport, at the bank and on all the roads in between.

No.

Arthur?

- We're on. - Time?

- 2:45 to 3:15. - Right. Where are the others?

Michael's at the airport. Dicky's checking the chopper. Did you check the boat engines?

- Checked it last night. - Get off your arse and check 'em again now.

If you say so, Harry.

I just did, Arthur.

(Radio buzzes )

- Bergerac. - I've been trying to get back to you.

I've just seen this new face. It could be our man.

- Is he in the hotel?. - Checked in.

- Collected his key, went up in the lift. - I'll join you.

We're on the lookout for Lansman and Hedfeldt.

The Jo'burg-Heathrow flight that connects should get those two here about two o'clock.

- I see you've ordered a bloody great feast. - So?

Just like old times.

You've always eaten a lot before a job.

Why have you said that?

Nothing, no reason.

Are you suggesting that I'm a nervous eater?

- That maybe I get nervous about jobs? Right? - No, I'm not suggesting that.

- I'm not suggesting anything. - Then why did you say it?

I don't know.

I saw the food. There's a lot of it.

I made a remark.

You said, if I heard you right,

that you believe before going out on a job,

- I eat a lot. - Yeah.

What do you base that on?

All the jobs we've done together.

You always eat a lot before the off.

You know what you've done?

Do you know what you've bastard done?

You've ruined this meal for me now.

I don't want it now. I don't want any of it!

(Clattering)

That is what you've done.

Now what do you say to that?

Temper, temper.

Is that little remark going to cost us this job?

Because if you keep on like this,

like a madman,

I'm walking out. Do you understand, hm?

How long does it take to assemble that gun?

Three minutes.

There's been a change of plan.

Oh?

My original idea...

was for that lot to get what I got.

It's a long time, eight years.

Yeah.

I've changed my mind.

I want you to blow them away.

It may not be that simple at that range.

- But I'll certainly hit them. - I'm sure you understand what I'm saying.

- That's as always, David. - Don't miss.

Miss?

I never miss, David.

He was about six foot, bald on top, greyish hair.

Sounds like the one that got away - Harry Tilson.

Yeah, well, he went up in the lift about 12:20.

When you asked me to leave the lobby,

you weren't suggesting I was going to cock up the surveillance, like the Chinaman, were you?

So what has this got to do with the murder?

Hang on. There he is.

(Dialling)

Dicky, it's me. Don't ask questions.

I'm on Victoria Avenue heading for the marina. Get to me fast.

Look out!

Eat salt, sucker.

- I've just confirmed that the plane is on time. - Good.

- Was there something else? - Yes, that sergeant from the Bureau.

Jim Bergerac?

Questioned the wisdom of my sending you as a driver.

I believe I should take that advice on board.

I'll tell Mr Heinrich to go to the airport.

Are you suggesting I'm not up to the job?

No one's suggesting any such thing, Elizabeth.

I'm merely trying to protect you.

FArom what? Do you think something's going to happen?

- No, of course not. - Then, I can't see the point you're making.

It's just that...

What?

Nothing. Please go to the airport.

I'm sorry I brought up the subject. My apologies.

- Hello, Moise. It's been a long time. - Yes.

(Coughs )

- Can we come in? - Er...

Come in, Charlie. Come through.

Oh, this is my friend, Sally.

Hello, dear.

So...it's been many years, Charlie.

What can I do for you?

- What? You didn't get my message? - Message?

I've been telephoning you, Moise, leaving you messages.

Er, messages? No, I never get messages.

People keep things from me, Charlie.

I always remember your sherries, Moise.

You used to import them direct, didn't you? They were always excellent.

Oh, yes, of course. And one for you, miss?

No, thank you. And you shouldn't drink. You're stuffed full of antibiotics.

Doctors tell you the most pessimistic thing in case you drop dead. Then they're covered.

I hate to say this, Charlie, but I'm a little pressed.

If you could get to the business of why you called.

Well, there's two things, Moise, and only one way to put them - bluntly.

Eight or nine years ago you sold me some very expensive antiques.

- I want to know if they were stolen. - Charlie...

The second thing is something that happened the other day

and brought back a lot of memories.

Eight years ago you told me that some villains arrived on your doorstep one night.

They wanted you to handle some money for them.

In cash. The word was ''launder''.

You said you couldn't believe the situation

and why these awful men had descended on you.

(Laughs nervously) No, no.

If you remember, Charlie, that was at the time of my breakdown.

It was to do with the aspects of the delusions I was suffering from.

The day after you told me the story, you came up with this stuff

about your breakdown and tranquillisers.

I believed you at the time.

I don't know that I believe you now.

What are you getting at, Charles?

Well, you see, Moise,

a few days after you told me the story there was the robbery

and murder of that South African.

Hello.

You and your lady friend,

get your hands on your heads.

They just arrived. I couldn't stop them coming here.

Moise, don't look so sad.

Soon I'm going to make you a very happy man.

Ben, get onto control and tell them to put out a full alert

to all short-wave radio users to look out for the helicopter,

then phone RAFA St Morgan

and the FArench air force radar at Bordeaux.

We're looking for tracks, anything coming in from our direction.

Will do, Jim.

I'll drop you back at Silver Springs.

Jim, what's this about a boat chase and a helicopter?

I haven't got time to explain. I need everything available thrown into the search, OK?

What are you up to now?

We've got the four men plus Mason in the island.

We've got the two South Africans coming in and now we've got a helicopter.

It's exactly the same situation as eight years ago.

Something is going down here, Barney.

We've got to get mobiles up onto that airport road.

You'd better be right.

Get me Police HQ.

Western Bank and Trust Company? Put me through to Miss Dufresne, please.

What? Oh, I see.

Cathy, get me the chief.

(Tannoy announcements )

Airport security, please. Quickly.

- Security. - Hi, George. Jim Bergerac.

- JimI - Yeah.

FAlight BA 5928.

- 5928? - Yes.

- Er, it's on the ground. - Oh, it's landed.

It was early, almost quarter o a hour.

- And the passengers? - No, Jim, I'm araid you've missed them.

Thanks, George.

- (Phone ) - Jim?

Silver Springs Hotel, St Brélade. You go in front.

(Siren )

Tilson's been booked in for four days and he's leaving tomorrow. Things are on the move.

Well done, Willy.

We're hoping to intercept the two South Africans en route from the airport.

There's another guy in the hotel who's been asking questions about those two.

Hang on, he's coming out.

Looks like he's headed for a dark blue Peugeot 505 estate.

Stay with him. Don't lose him.

Right.

- Did you have a good flight? - Yes, fine.

Hope the weather holds for you. It's been nice the last few days.

Good.

(Hums )

(Gunshots )

Get out, get out!

Out!

Out, you great lump!

Get out! Get out!

Now keep your head down or I'll take it off!

Down, I said! Keep your head down!

Come on, Arthur!

I think you killed him, Arthur.

He'll be all right, Harry.

No, Arthur.

Mason.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You...

You bitch!

Yeah.

Willy? Where are you?

- Willy, come in. - Jim, at the water works dam.

It's carnage here.

A wrecked Land Rover.

The lunatic from the hotel's loose with a rifle. There's dead bodies all over the place.

Out!

Cases.

There's a guy in a blue Saab. Hang on.

Yes. Out.

Cheerio, chaps.

There's a woman getting out of the wreckage.

They're carrying cases up to the car.

- OK, stay with the blue Saab. - (Siren )

Urgent message for Superintendent Crozier.

The helicopter was a red herring.

The rest of the gang had headed off down the valley. We're following them.

Let's get up there. Joe, we need some ambulances.

(Mason ) Get in the front.

The Saab's on the move. I'm going after it.

I understand.

Come on, Ben.

You killed them. You killed them.

- They're dead, David. - They deserved what Ted got.

You're mad.

You're insane.

I'll tell you what I am.

(Laughs )

I'm rich.

Damian, get to Moise's house, fast.

- I've got nothing to say, Charlie. - I'm going to have to tell the police.

(Coughs )

He said he was going to make you a very happy man.

I just want to get out of here.

- He's nothing but a dangerous nutter. - He's a villain and you're a fence.

He's putting business your way. FAor God's sake, Sally, hurry up.

- There you go. - Oh, well done. (Laughs )

- Come on, Charlie. - Hang on, we're almost there.

There. There we are.

Get me. My wrists are hurting.

A phone call I think first, Moise.

(Charlie ) Listen.

There's a car coming.

Hey.

Sally, get the police.

I'll just go and get our little friend.

Police.

Sally, take this.

If he moves, hit him over the head with it, hard. Thank you, Moise.

He's got a gun. Get down.

Get down!

Get down!

Stay where you are. Don't move.

- All right, Jim, don't say it. - Don't say what?

- Where's Mason? - He's in there with my friend Moise.

I don't want to be a sneak but he's been acting as a fence for them.

Get them out.

- You all right? - I've never felt better in my life.

But I desperately need a drink and I think I need a bit of a lie-down.

Nice one, Willy.

- Sorry, Moise. - (Elizabeth) Jim...

It wasn't supposed to happen, not like that.

Not killing.

Please believe me.

You can go to the station and make a statement there.