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Count those bags and pick up that money.

Line 'em up over there.

Where's Biggleswade?

Line 'em up over there and search 'em.

Bloody cameras.

Got one of 'em, sir.

Yeah. One of those.

Where's the money?

Where's the money? Where's the money?

Where's the ambulance?

You should have brought your wet suit, Pat.

I wanna talk to the Security Guard.

Oi! Hold up.

Sarge, pick those oners up will you...

...and turn that hooter off.

Oh thanks, Thorpe.

Can you see out of that?

- Yeah. - How many?

Three.

Take them down the station. I want to talk to them.

But they're hospital cases, sir.

Give 'em a drink an' take 'em down to the station.

Have we got all the money?

Yes and all of the villains.

Could be a nice result, guv.

Could be.

Uh, guv. Can I have a word with you?

Yes, George?

There's a bag missing.

What?

Someone's run off with over 3O grand.

Come on!

You - move over there.

Hey!

Keep on.

Take your shoelaces out.

Your belts off.

Your braces, your ties and your watches.

- I want my brief. - Yeah. Tell' em.

Alright, up against the wall. Quiet!

- Look, he needs a doctor. - Just get your belt off, Biggleswade.

You think I'm going to hang myself, Carter?

You say 'sir' when you speak to me.

Thank you.

The van was broken open...

...and they were apprehended leaving the scene of the crime, with masks...

...pickaxe handles and chains.

But right now I'm charging them with the equivalent of parking their vehicle...

...on a yellow line.

Have you got it?

Nasty one.

'Ere, guv. D'you fancy a drink?

Yeah, the pubs are open, aren't they?

You ought to get that eye seen to.

Soon enough, Stan. Soon enough.

I want the street searched again...

...and I want a check on that van driver and the geezer riding shotgun.

All the dirt you can dig up, you understand?

Infidelities, mortgages, the lot.

Guv, you did ask those two to co-operate?

I mean, they could have been killed.

Stay out of this George...

...and Matt, check that Security firm for links.

Yes, sir...

alright sir... thank you.

The boss, he wants to see you now.

You had three cars, twenty men, a tip off and a bloody cameraman.

And you still lost �35,000.

We got the whole team sir, the works.

Well, that's what counts isn't it?

Sit down, Jack.

I've got a report here...

...security company want to pin the loss on the Commissioner.

- They- - They say you advised the driver...

...that there might be a spot of bother and when he suggested...

...an alternative route, you said...

'Don't worry old cock you'll have half the heavy mob sitting on your tail'.

With what result?

Unfortunately, there was a hold up...

...the, er...

...traffic lights.

I recall a certain case last year Jack.

You and your squad nicked five men...

...coming out of a van with pickaxe handles and shotguns.

The Director of Public Prosecutions fouled up the

charges and they got off with nothing but...

...illegal possessions of arms.

When we came out of court...

...you swore that the next time you nick those

villains it would be on the actual job.

You better find that money, Jack...

...and all of it.

'Fraid the lift's out of order, guv.

Hello, Doris.

Oh my God it's Jack the Lad.

Is the old man in?

Is he ever out?

Wilf!

It's your friend, Mr Regan.

- We've nicked your Harry. - Aye

It were on't news.

He'll get fourteen this time.

This is nice, Wilf.

'Ere! Have you got a W?

That boy scout you brought with you is wrecking the place in here.

We don't need one.

Harry's nicked and there's �35,000 missing.

You don't think you'll find it here, do you?

Well somebody's got it.

Well, I haven't.

The local factory, Len.

Fourteen years.

What's the news from the lab?

No news.

Don't they know it's a rush job?

Well it's film guv, not a polaroid.

It's neither. It's my flaming neck.

When are you charging 'em.

I shall be making a full statement in due course.

Is it true the money's still missing?

Come on, Jack. Just the names.

They've been here all morning.

Ah there's nobody of any account.

Simmonds, the bloke from the Chronicle was in again.

He blew some smoke in my face...

...threatened me with a fiver.

I hope you took the money and ran.

He says he knows what's going on.

More than I do.

Oh, and your office was on the line.

Do me a favour. Tell them I'm here will you.

Your Governor wants to see you. Urgent!

I've just gone to lunch.

You had it in your hand.

Did I?

Yes...

...you were holding the bag when I jumped you.

Well...

...you must have got it...

...sir.

Oh no, no. I haven't got it.

You slung it somewhere.

Is Detective Chief Inspector Morrison home...

...inspector Regan.

Look Biggleswade that bag contained �35,000...

...now that is the equivalent of a first divi win on the pools in an average week.

Now don't tell me you let it just fall out of your hands, eh?

It described an arc...

...a parabola...

...into a crowd of disinterested spectators before it disappeared.

All of a sudden a dirty great puddin' went flying through the air...

...it came to earth...

...I know not where.

Listen, Morrie, I want you to do me a favour.

If Maynon makes any move against me, I want to know...

...no, I'm not being paranoid...

...no I just want to be informed.

I can't sort this out with him hovering over me...

...like some hysterical gunship ready to blast me the moment it breaks in the press.

'Course I'll find it.

There'll be a perfectly simple, logical explanation to all this.

I'm trying to refresh your memory, Biggles.

It was a brown bag marked 'money'.

Yeah.

What's happened to him?

Oh he's playing Little Jack Horner, guv.

Oh really...

...well you'll get no plums from me Harry if

you don't come up with where that poppy is.

- I want my solicitor- - Give us a statement first

I got rights - just like you.

You just violated every right in the book, Harry...

...ambushing an armoured security van...

...nicking thirty grand and putting two of my boys in hospital.

I've got a right to talk to my family...

...let them know where I am.

They know where you are. I just been to see them.

They look very pleased.

They were grinning from ear to ear.

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

Where's the money?

I don't know.

Well they must know, otherwise why the smirks from Mum and Dad.

Why didn't you search the place?

We did.

Here - we found that...

...your mum said you lost it three years ago.

Huh.

Where'd you find it?

Under the wardrobe.

I bet you left it looking a right mess.

We left it as we found it...

...a right mess.

Here.

Ah ta.

Hmm.

See. Craftsmanship.

No foreign muck here.

I don't know.

Here you are grafting away...

...buying information, making plans, working like a dog.

The job comes off. You get nicked and someone else grabs the money...

...fourteen years you'll get just to let someone else have a nice time.

Hard world innit?

What about a statement?

No,

I want my brief.

You'll get a brief, Harry, when we get the money.

I'll tell you who I think has the money.

You got it.

You nicked it and you're putting it on me.

You know something Harry. You've got a criminal mind.

Anything?

It's not here, guv.

Get the council to take these up.

Then get down em.

The drains?

The drains, Detective Constable Thorpe.

The drains.

Call from the Press Office, sir. Simmonds is onto the story.

I know that. The local nick knows that. Everybody knows that.

Why is it that the Press Office are the last to find out.

Biggleswade's lawyer's called. He's threatening to make trouble.

Who is he?

Hakon - he's a heavyweight.

Keep him at bay.

I've run a check on that security van driver, he's clean, guv.

So's his oppo.

I want all the information we can get on Biggleswade.

Persuade one of those er...

...ambitious women D.C's out in the Division to go down to those flats

and schlep around a bit. See what she can come up with.

- Are these the reports? - Well these are some of the reports.

There's twenty police officers involved and they're all writing reports.

- I can't read twenty reports. - Carter could do it.

You do it, Matt.

I want George to stay with Biggles and Co.

- Matt. - George.

You get a statement?

No. I let him be.

- He's been without sleep for 36 hours. - So have I George.

No. I tried a new angle.

I've just spent six hours with Big Tel.

Congratulations.

Tel, I said...

...you were arrested carrying a four foot length of heavy duty chain...

...now do you still insist you were taking your dog for a walk?

'Yes' he said. 'He's a very big dog'

You got the wrong approach. Get him talking about Arsenal.

He's potty about Arsenal.

Alright I said.

Then how to you explain the fact you were wearing an ex-army flak jacket.

'The weather turned nasty', he said.

Tell him the whole team's been put on the transfer list.

Shake his confidence.

Right.

Now you were taking your dog for a walk

carrying a four foot length of heavy duty chain,

wearing an ex-army flak jacket.

What happened to the dog?

'It escaped', he said, 'when the fracas started'.

Alright now it took fright, ran home,

opened the back door and locked himself in the kitchen.

'Cause that's where we found him.

Know what he said?

'He used to be a circus dog - he knows quite a lot of tricks'.

I don't know why you're wasting your time on Tel.

Biggleswade's the man.

I er went down the drains, guv.

Yes, Thorpe, I deduce that.

You smell like a day out at Barking Creek.

Nothing there...

...we wanted.

I think you'd better take a shower Thorpe.

Yes, guv.

Dear oh dear.

Nah we're not going to get anything out of Biggles.

He's not human.

His soul's made out of soya beans.

Just keep on at Biggleswade.

There's got to be a perfectly simple explanation to all this.

Now come on Harry...

...we've been at it for twenty four hours now. Can't we wrap it up?

You'll have me in the divorce court at this rate.

Hm, you and me both.

Yeah that's right. Your old woman gave you the big E years ago, didn't she?

So she ran off with a poof.

Yeah well, you're so mean she didn't have any choice.

No...

...I've supported her kid ever since...

...yeah tough aren't I?

How old's he now?

Eight...

...girl.

Do you get on alright?

Alright-

What's she going to think when you pull a stroke like this?

I mean she's not going to see you in a collar and

tie until you're drawing your old age pension.

Have you got any kids of your own, Mr Carter?

So what do you know about children.

It's the Peter Principle - isn't it?

You stay at what you're good at. Let the mugs get ahead

Nah there's nothing up there but ulcers and disappointment.

Guv.

There's someone in the snug. Wants to see you in private.

Well you think about it, Bill. But my advice is don't do it.

- Alright, who is it? - It's Mr Morrison.

Morrie?

Hello, Morrie. What have you got for me?

Maynon's put a check on your means and credit accounts.

...that goes for the rest of your team too.

And you said I was paranoid.

- Well it's not a full blown inquiry, Jack. - It's the thin end of the wedge. Isn't it?

And keep it to yourself, I'd appreciate it.

Who's leading the investigation?

That's the point, Jack. I am.

I just want to tell you that I shall confine

my attention to this particular business.

Anything else that comes up I'll ignore of course.

Of course.

There'll be an investigation, you know. Right down the line regarding the money.

Maynon, well...

...he wants to keep it in the family, if you see - -

Yeah, he doesn't want his dirty washing done in public.

Why doesn't he just suspend me and have done with it?

Come on Jack. Now don't take it like that.

Okay.

Well thanks for marking my card Morrie.

Yeah nice to know your guv'nor thinks you're a villain.

I had a talk with Morrie.

Don't take it too personal.

No. As I keep telling people, Sir, it's only my neck.

I'm trying to save the squad...not your neck.

Okay WPC Bond - you got that?

Right, oh when you phone in, ask for me. Alright Love.

- What are these? - That's the others.

- The other what? - The other reports.

Gawd - ls George in?

Yeah.

Listen. Yesterday I asked for a list of all

vehicles in the area at the time of the robbery.

Yeah well I've been a bit busy down at the nick.

How far have you got with Biggleswade?

I got nowhere.

By the way guv...

...we got the film back. - Oh that's right Matt. Save the good news till last.

Well get it on the machine.

And Matt...you'd better get that vehicle list.

Alright.

- Morning guv. - Is it all there?

Yeah.

By the way, Matt. You get a girl onto that research yet?

Yes guv.

Alright.

Nice one if you like it a bit on the heavy side.

- I hope that didn't influence your choice. - You want the truth?

Hold all calls, Jerry. Okay, run it Jimmy.

Ye Gods, it's not going to be all like this?

Thats what we call the leader, Matt.

Oh that's what it is.

Dull it isn't?

It's all go in the Police Force.

You're putting on weight, Reg.

Old blue eyes is at it again.

How does he do it! How does he do it!

- She said very badly.

Quiet!

D'you always go out with midgets?

- Her sister's alright. Seen her George? - No.

You could have offered her one...l mean a cigarette.

- Notice the guv'nor took all the magazines.

Glad we got this all on film, aren't you, guv?

Right off we go.

Nice day for it.

The traffic lights.

You think they fixed 'em.

Send him down the drains.

Is he for real?

Yeah, looks like a film star doesn't he?

Was Thorpe driving that taxi?

You never get one when you want one.

Hello Sailor!

Quiet!

Look at that.

- Did you try to kill him? - He was jaywalking.

I was trying to follow you, and you were moving some.

This is it.

We're the lads.

I'm not going to rescue you again.

Oh well done, guv.

Cough!

How'd you get landed with two of 'em?

Biggleswade.

Shut-up! Shut-up!

Now the star of our film.

He looks prettier with that mask on, y'know - that Big Tel.

Kick him on my son!

Haven't seen you standing up yet.

He is big isn't he?

Breaking and entering.

He can be very nasty when he wants that John can't he?

D'your mum teach you to fight?

Basil.

Self defence there.

Christ you took one there didn't you?

He'd believe anything.

Well he said he'd surrender.

We didn't do so bad considering we had Thorpe on our side.

Oh Reg you didn't half come down there.

That's the bag.

There's the bag -

Biggleswade.

Biggleswade -

Thorpe's in the way again.

Hold it!

You see who that is?

Charlie Quigley!

Charlie Quigley?

My old man knew Charlie.

In fact, they used to run together.

He said if he had followed Quigley's advice he'd be a millionaire by now.

They started a bookies together some time before the war.

Now that was the only year that I can recall that

the favourites won both the Derby and the National.

They went bankrupt so fast I was brought up with nappies made out of newspapers.

Straight.

Yeah I remember, Charlie.

In the old Loolsey days.

He was minding for the Mannion mob around about that time.

He got a bit careless and lost all their money.

They said, 'Charlie you've been at the bunce again.'

Yeah...

...they broke both his legs on that occasion.

Thorpe, when we get there you go round the back.

Me and Mathews will go in the front. Alright?

George.

Have we got a warrant?

Yeah - well - we will when we get back.

Turn it over...

What's this?

There you go.

He's skipped, guv.

Charlie Quigley...

What a choice!

There's a dozen minders in London...

...Harry Buller, Jimmy Rogers. Even old Uncle B.

But Charlie Quigley!

He'd leave the lot in a shopping bag behind the kitchen door.

And it's not just Charlie, is it?

No. It's the whole steaming family. There's your Aunt Maisie...

...she's the original big spender.

And then there's Gloria,

why you ever married Gloria nobody knows.

She'll be back you know, when she hears about the bread.

She was costing Harrods a thousand a year before she was nicked and at that stage...

...she didn't even have her 'O' levels.

Fourteen yeas in college, so that the Quigley family can join the idle rich.

That money will be spent before you even come up for trial.

Dogs, horses, holidays in Ibiza...

...they're not ones to put away a bob or two, are they?

You know buy a little piece of land, a hedge against inflation.

Nah, not that lot.

No they're the last of the big spenders.

Guy?

Too horrible to contemplate, is it?

I'll try not to think about it.

I would, son. Get those marbles rolling.

I think you'd better come up with a statement.

Where is he?

No trace.

This came through from Harrods on the wire.

Mink coat paid for in cash. The money could have come from the missing bag.

Okay. They've started.

Listen, I want you all to treat this like a win on the football Pools.

Matt, trace all relatives and friends of the Quigley family.

Jimmy, I want a register of everything that's bought...

...I shall want it recovered.

George, you stay here with Biggleswade.

When he gets over the shock he should give us a very full statement.

I particularly want to know where he got his

information on the security van from...

...who drew up the plans and where he got his front money from?

That leaves one thing outstanding - the Press...

...and I'll handle that one.

a hundred and four please sir.

I'll have to do some more overtime.

Thank you.

Have you found the money yet Jack?

I shall be making a statement in due course.

Put an ad in the local paper, Inspector.

Take no notice of these punters they're waiting for their pensions.

The situation is this Paul...

...I've got a good story for you but you'll have to hold it until we nick Quigley.

You tell me your story.

Cheers.

See Harry, it's not just a question of conspiracy...

...or the actual blag...

...the point is...

...you've put yourself up against MrRegan -

Your future or his career.

It's only logical in these circumstances that

he's going to go through the pack isn't he.

I mean he's not going to sit in court...

...and let Hakon run you through your story like a well drilled dummy is he?

No, he's going to do you for everything you've ever done...

...and he's going to wrap you up with stuff you've never even dreamed of...

...'less of course you come up with the loot.

You're getting promoted Harry boy...

...from first reserve to first division.

Maximum security at Parkhurst for the rest of your life.

You're threatening me again Mr Carter.

Now I know what your paper wants at the moment.

Something hostile to the force. Er... 'Can the Squad count?' ,etc...

...'35,000 goes missing in mysterious circumstances'.

But I'm giving you something a little bit different...

...you know, something with a human interest angle...

...the ex-con who suddenly finds himself rich.

'He thought it was Manna from heaven' etc.

'The Last Of the Big Spenders'!

There's a story going around that it isn't Quigley.

That you're fitting him up.

We've got him on film Paul, We've got pictures.

Since when did you take a camera unit when you went on an emergency call.

Did I say it was an emergency?

So you knew about the blag all the time?

Since when do the Squad go out on an emergency?

We're not the fire brigade of course we knew.

We knew seven days before. The time, the place...

...and the firm that was doing it. But you

print that Paul and I'll bust your head open.

- How good's the film? - It's terrific.

Well there's another exclusive for you. You see little

itty-bitty pictures all showing every second of the action.

What would the News of the World give to get that? Eh?

Well what do you say?

I'd like another vodka and tonic.

Good lad.

I don't want a statement, I want a tape recording of the thieving lying git.

Yeah. Good night, Matt.

The bag.

- Is that the bag Biggleswade had? - Yeah. Look.

Oh well that's something. At least that's something, George.

I was beginning to think it didn't exist.

Where'd they find it?

Haring6y-

Haringey?

Regan.

Yes, no, no he's not here at the moment.

Oh, for me - that report. Erm, yeah listen love...

...can you put it straight onto the tape recorder for me.

Yeah it's very important that I hear it, but I've got a meeting.

Could you record this for me on extension 8.

Report from WPC Pat Bond 'O' Division CID. As per Biggleswade assignment...

...requested by Detective Sargent Mathews, Flying

Squad, dictated for Detective Inspector Regan at...

...22:3O hours.

Shall I get this checked for Quigley's dabs?

Quigley's been eliminated.

Do what?

He was nicked at Rotherhithe. Not a cent on him.

Says he never touched the money.

Says he saw Biggleswade throw the bag, but

when he got to where it was going it was gone.

There's got to be a perfectly logical reason for all this.

Well let me read it to you.

It is headed 'Can the Yard Count?'

'�35,000 disappears in mysterious circumstances'.

Breathe in.

A team on detectives is busy investigating.

This episode is only one of a number in which Metropolitan Police have been -

In...

...out.

Regan, the heat is on. I am under pressure from the Fifth Floor to bring in A.10.

Ahhhhhh!

No ah's about it, Regan. Your one suspect has been eliminated. You've no others.

H O J FZ N T-

It's becoming impossible to believe that a bag can disappear in broad daylight...

...with fifty officers looking on.

ENPLYFDOZ-

I should try reading it next time boyo.

We're changing the chart.

So I conclude the following.

Forget Quigley. Forget Biggleswade.

Start investigating some of the more obvious prospects in this case.

Like whom, sir?

Like some of the members of your own squad.

Once again I break my Hippocratic Oath signing you up as serviceable.

Never mind that doc, just put your name on the paper.

Putting my signature to this document is fraudery as well, no doubt...

...as contravening the Trades Description Act.

I very much doubt when I come round next year that you will still be here.

That is the truest thing you've said today, doc.

- Oh, sorry doc. Am I too early? - No.

And remember that pain in your chest. It's not cancer - it's a bruised rib...

...and I advise you to let it heal or you could end up with pulmonary pneumonia.

Bruised rib eh?

Yes. He should be in bed.

Look why don't you, guv?

What and let you take over? At this particular point in the game?

- You see. He's his own bloody worst enemy. - Not as long as you're around, doc.

Strip to the waist will you sarge? I'm just off to the little boy's room.

Geriatric incontinence.

How did you get on with Biggles?

Nothing.

Who's with him now?

Peter.

Did you stay with him all night?

Yeah. Oh that is except I had a secret tryst with Morrie.

You know he's going through all our bank statements.

Aw thats all I need.

There's gotta be a-

What did Biggles do with that money?

Erm...l was working on that film again. I think it's worth another butcher's.

Yeah okay George.

There's got to be a perfectly logical explanation to all this.

Look you notice it's not Biggleswade who picks up the bag.

Yeah but that's Biggles catching it.

Yeah. Okay now watch this run. Look.

He's like some suicidal wing three quarter in Cardiff Arms Park, isn't he?

Now look - look.

See?

He throws it - look there it goes.

It goes miles to the right of Quigley.

Actually it's funny what you said about rugby.

He had a trial for St.Helene once. Rugby League.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Yeah, maybe if he'd got it.

There's Big Tel, the dog lover.

Blimey!

Oh, nice one, guv'nor.

Well I bit him as hard as I could.

Yeah, that's where I got the bruised rib.

'Ere y'know what it's probably Joe's stick that did that.

Look...

...I did a sketch last night at home.

This is where Biggles collected the pass - If I

may use the word - and started his run, right'?

Now Thorpe and I were coming up from here...

...we had a load more blokes up 'ere.

But he still insisted on running that way.

But he would have had a better chance of a clear

run at this alley if he'd wanted to take it.

Right.

Well... now look at some re-prints I had done.

See that?

Look...

...now there's an element of deliberation there, wouldn't you say guv'nor?

Yeah, your right George.

Now what I want to know is...

...what would make him risk fourteen years just to make that pass.

I mean Why'd he do it?

Well there's no law that says an oppo like

Biggleswade's got to go down with the ship, is there?

You see I'd be inclined to think that he was so thick he went the wrong way.

But then I look at that last shot.

Well I'm convinced...

...he knew exactly what he was doing.

You got something there, George.

Irene Biggleswade as per detailed dated seven two.

Yeah. Thanks Pete.

...nor liked in the street.

Most of the women said he did nothing for the

kid who was now living with his sister, Irene.

Guy?

Yes?

It's a hijacking last night on Commercial St.

It's just our speed guv. �25,000 insurance loss...

...so we automatically get called in.

Yeah. We're not taking it, Thorpe.

- But we're the boys who- - We've got enough enquiries on our books as it is.

Hand it over to Watkins.

But �25,000-

Do as you're told!

Supposing Watkins won't take it?

Then put it in a van and drive it over the river - just get it out of my sight.

Yes, guv.

Hello?

Oh yeah, yeah - is your guv'nor in? It's Jack Regan...

...I'll wait...

Irene Biggleswade is living with an unemployed

revolutionary called Tony Wirral...

...whom the launderette lady describes as a living example of the dangers of literacy.

He hangs about the bookies most days.

Hello Reg, it's Jack Regan...

...listen this money bag.

Did one of your team pick it up?

Well can we meet at the Mews?

Great.

No, I'm absolutely mystified.

According to the locals...

...Bigg/eswade's wife rejected the baby the moment it was born...

...and took off with a hair dresser who is now doing six years.

She, herself, is somewhere in Ibiza when last heard of.

The kid is staying with Irene. She's called Sheba.

There is something wrong with Sheba...

...and she has to spend one day of each week at Hammersmith Hospital.

Something to do with her kidneys.

That's my girl.

Listen - get that girlfriend of yours to get down to Hammersmith...

...tell her to check out Sheba's status as a patient.

- How serious is her illness. - Will do, guv.

And er...

...this vehicle list...

...there's one car missing...

...the hot dog van. - Ah, sorry, guv.

- I want it checked out, now. - Yeah, well they're all licensed.

- No they're not, Matt - Aw come on, guv. You're splitting hairs...

...even the ones that aren't licensed are known about.

All I've got to do is send Thorpe down to that local nick and he'll check it out.

Go yourself, Matt.

If you insist. But it's waste of time.

- It should have been on this list, - Well so should your car, but I left that off.

Don't do me any favours.

Look, when you asked me to come and join your team...

...there was a lot of chat about team work...

...'we are all going to live in each other's pockets'...

...if I remember the phrase.

Save it till later, Matt.

I didn't ask to come and work here. You went out of your way to select me.

Mathews, there's an old Tory saying...

...'switch off something now'.

I just don't understand why you've been crowding me.

Because if we don't find this money...

...we're going to have to turn this inquiry

inside out and start investigating each other.

Now once we start doing that the whole squad could fall apart.

Now get on with it.

Well if you want my opinion -

I don't want your opinion. You gave me a horse last week.

Dement - a selling plate at Doncaster.

Dement?

Yeah, it came in last.

It had my rent money on it.

Dement?

Yeah. That's why I don't want your opinion.

Every time I take it I end up poorer by at least �5.

- Z2 to Oscar 2.4 Oscar 3.

Oscar 3.

Message from D. C. Thorpe...

Message reads from WDC Bond.

Discussed Sheba case at hospital. Renal failure, some sort of kidney disease.

Seems very serious.

Hospital not prepared to give details at this stage.

Message ends.

Okay off. Let's head for The Bush.

Just how ill is a kid like that?

Oh very sick indeed.

Dying?

All depends.

I mean if it is kidney the outlook of usually poor...

...although er...

...well all sorts of things are happening nowadays you know...

...drugs, transplants, etc...

'Course right now the real problem is that there aren't enough donors...

...too few kidney machines.

Although a young child would get priority, of course.

- But you couldn't guarantee it? - No, no one can.

Rich parents would improve her chances though.

How rich?

I dunno. I mean you're talking about jumping

an expensive queue. Treatment abroad.

- So how much? - Well who knows, 20, 30, 40, 50,000.

What ever it costs to have top drawer medical treatment in the States.

Right.

Radio for me to meet that Bond girl at Irene Biggleswade's place as soon as.

Yes, guv.

Thanks, doc.

Remember now you didn't ask for a 'medical' opinion.

Right, doc.

Miss Bond? Regan.

- Sir. Irene Biggles - - She in?

No, she's er -

Where?

The shops, I think.

Right. Well you go find her for me, love.

Hey...

...the lift's broken.

It's not I've just come up in it.

Inspector Cardigan around?

You were here yesterday, weren't you?

Give him a buzz.

I can't. He's gone racing - Kempton.

Urgent is it?

Nah, it's a routine matter.

Look all I want is a list of all the hot dog vans that work the area.

- Can you phone them through to our number. - Anything else?

No.

Oh did Bill have anything serious on?

Some geezer that owns a restaurant. His horse is running.

Give you his name, did he?

No he keeps that kind of thing to himself.

Pity. Get him to phone the list through as soon as poss.

I would, but there isn't going to be any list mate.

Say again?

No hot dogs have worked this area since the new Super took over.

He's a health nut.

What do you mean - 'No hot dog vans'?

Where is she, Irene?

Who?

Sheba?

Gone away for a bit, ain't she?

- Where to? - With friends.

Friend who's got a kidney machine?

Who told you?

Harry.

I don't think he would.

Why not?

Well he's a rotten swine, but, you know, with Sheba he was-

Oh don't tell me he's a loving father. That's

why he's going down for fourteen years.

Some daddy.

Sheba'll be alright. Don't worry. We'll see to that.

Who? You and Tony Wirrall?

When did you last see him?

The day we arrested Harry, was it?

Yeah.

I'm coming up to your flat, Irene.

- I want to search it. - Have you got a warrant?

No. But I'll get one.

I don't see why?

Look, it's better that we do it with Sheba out of the way.

We don't want to upset her do we?

Okay. Yeah alright Fred. Keep trying son.

You're right about that hot dog van.

It was in on the act somehow. I've been trying

to identify the driver without much success.

That's him. Tony Wirrall.

Who's Tony Wirrall?

Irene Biggleswade's boyfriend.

I told you there was a perfectly simple explanation to all this.

The plan was to hit the armoured car 200 yards beyond the hot dog van.

Wirrall was to act as a look out.

Who told you that?

Nobody. I just deduced it.

Well where's Wirrall now, is he nicked?

No he's bolted with the money, hasn't he.

All �35,000 Of it.

Well that's very convenient isn't it? I mean

it's a great story but no corroboration.

I bet you'll find Biggleswade will corroborate it.

Guv'nor, I've just spent three days with him

trying to get him to admit to his own name.

You said that Biggleswade would have to be highly motivated to make such a crazy run.

Well I found out he was.

His little girl's dying of some kidney disease.

Yeah he thought if he could get just one bag to Wirrall...

...the money'd find it's way back to his sister and the kid.

But he didn't reckon on Wirrall.

Wirrall's scarpered and taken the money with him.

When we tell Biggles that, he'll go berserk

- So where do we find Wirrall. - We won't.

He won't surface again till that money's spent.

Yeah, well, when he does I'll see to it we'll put him in the same cell as Biggles.

George...

...when you break the news to him, don't mention the kid.

I don't want him to think he's got something heroic going for him.

- Yeah okay but you've got to admit- - He's just another bastard, but with some bottle.

Yeah I know...

...but I can't help but taking me hat off to him.

If he had a gun that day he would have taken your hat off and your head with it.

Funnily enough the women hate him.

They all said the same thing.

You couldn't wish a worse father on any child.

Why should I disillusion them.