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That old cow in the cafe!
She thought you were a prossie!
Nosing in.
Are you?
You married?
Nah, I've always walked with a limp.
I was once, married.
- What happened? - She ran off with the insurance man.
Honest?
Yeah. It's all potted plants and budgies in Penge for her now.
- Sounds a cow. - There are certain similarities.
I almost got married once
bit of a layabout he was.
Black curly hair.
Bit Of a 'did'.
Ended up in prison.
That sounds familiar.
You been inside?
Twice, nothing strong. Like, kiting.
- What you got on? - Razor blades.
That lot? Must be millions of 'em!
- Yeah, ten grands' worth that. - What, the thousand?
- That's what I heard. - Cor, blimey!
That's a lot of money.
Yeah. It'd set me up nicely.
- Where'd you live? - Willesden.
Got a phone?
Share one.
What's the number?
246 - 5433
I'm gonna let you take me out.
You not gonna write it down?
I've got a good memory for figures.
So have I.
We've gotta stop meeting like this.
Your young lady is no road runner.
No, I don't think so. Her nails were too clean.
- And she had wheels at the pub. - Did she?
Fast and expensive.
Uh, here you are.
You've only got one.
Nah, it's all right, I've got some more in the car.
Ta.
So this could be it then?
It's about time.
How long have we been playing this game? Four weeks?
It feels like four bloody years!
I'm starting to get lorry colic with all the fry-ups.
D'you know I have dreams about Sole Dieppoise and chilled mascarade.
Now listen, I want to know everything about that girl.
Everything from her doubtful associates to which shoe she puts on first. Hmm?
Okay.
She said anything?
Not a lot.
No, I gave her the hard-luck routine
you know, broken marriage, twice inside
the basic cover story.
She buy it?
Well she didn't ask to see the chain marks.
She's gonna bell me.
Mind you, I can't blame her. I fancy you myself with that moustache.
Give us a kiss.
When's she gonna phone?
I reckon tomorrow.
Do you want me to hang around?
Yeah, why not? Keep you out of trouble.
Oh, er
Mr Haskins wants a report.
Really?
Well you might as well keep him sweet.
Haskins is doing for the Sweeney what the
Boston Strangler did for door-to-door salesmen.
It's not that bad!
Well you can spell, you write it.
Drive carefully.
Come in
- Sorry I'm late, guv. - Well sit down George.
Cheers.
- Ugh. - You look terrible!
Yeah, well it was a long day.
- That looks worse than I do. - Hmm?
You've gotta talk to 'em, you know?
Plants.
Did you talk to Mr Regan about that report?
Yeah, he said you'll have it some time tomorrow.
No smart remarks? No caustic wit?
No, guv.
Things are looking up.
Now what's happening?
Well we think we've made contact.
A girl begged a lift in a cafe.
The rent's not due 'til Thursday is it, Mrs Harris?
I thought you might like a cuppa tea?
That's nice.
I heard you come in
I'm a light sleeper.
Good trip?
- Not bad. - Where you off to next?
Dunno, anywhere.
Don't you mind?
- Mind? - Not knowing where you're going to sleep?
All kips are the same to me
you get that way.
I couldn't sleep on anything but my double posture springing.
You wouldn't believe how comfortable it is!
Any chance of a top-up?
Anything for you, love.
Three sugars is it?
Lovely.
That's how my old man used to like it
hot and sweet.
There she is.
I wouldn't climb over her to get to you!
Should've seen her last night
looked like somethin' leftover from a miner's outing.
Right. Now if she comes back while I'm still in there
you gimme three rings.
- Jack Regan rides again, eh? - What's that supposed to mean?
Ratman and Bobbin you're getting just like him!
You get caught in there without a warrant and
they won't even have you as a meter maid.
What's this then?
And the locked door?
She forgot to lock it, didn't she?
And I thought I heard someone inside.
But it shouldn't come to that
if you stay awake!
Just your luck, my son. Dracula's mother!
Keep talking boys, she might go away.
I'm in a hurry young man.
I'm sorry madam, it's doing funny things.
I only want a local call.
Yes, I'm on to the engineer.
But you were talking!
Yes that's right, to the engineer!
I don't believe you!
Fran, you in the bath?
You still kipping you lazy cow?
Fran?
Fran? Where are you?
No, no, no. We said here.
Of course I'm sure!
No!
Don't do that.
I've gotta come back anyway.
Fifteen minutes, yeah.
All right.
Denny? Denny? You there?
Denny?
Denny? What's happening?!
Kent!
You lost your voice of somethin'?
- What's up? - Well didn't you see him?
Who?
'Who' he says?!
Humphrey Bogart and a bulletproof Cadillac.
I was watchin' for a set of legs in a blue Alpha
and tryin' to fight off Dracula's mother at the same time.
You're out of your tree.
You've got in late.
Yeah, I stopped to help an 'artic' with a puncture.
I've got a container for Cardiff should be ready about five.
No thanks.
What?
Thought you wanted all the driving you could get?
No, not tonight. I've got a bit of other business, er
private and personal, you know?
What about tomorrow?
What've you got?
- Doncaster? - What load?
Gearboxes
there's one ready to come back.
- Not chemicals again? - No.
I don't want to know about tankers of any sort
I always think the bloody things are gonna blow up!
Sweets.
Yeah, that sounds all right.
Be here at nine in the morning.
Make it ten
might be a bit of a heavy night, yeah.
You can get here when you like, son. That load leaves at nine!
You've got no soul Mr Wren!
Keep your shirt over it.
There's nothing missing.
You sure?
What was he like?
Scruffy.
- Would you recognise him again? - Yes, anywhere.
What the hell was he after?
Maybe he wanted to sniff your sheets?
That's not funny.
you always get head-cases living in a district like this.
We better ring Harry.
No, no. Don't do that
you know what he's like!
- He does pay the rent. - I know, but he doesn't have a key.
And if he finds out you have
you won't have any hands left to use it.
He didn't?!
On my life!
Well what was you doing with the other hand?
Eating chips!
Then what does he say?
Then he said
'if you wait five minutes it it reads Hammersmith'.
Same again?
Yeah, ta.
When's this fella coming?
Well he should be here now.
Large malt and a cuba libre.
Scotch, rum and coke.
That him?
And a large brandy, squire
that should settle it.
Harry Poole.
I'm a friend of Fran's.
- Tommy Bracknell. - Good to meet you.
Nice schmutter.
Like it?
Choice. Must've cost a few bob.
Well, you have to pay for the best. Don't you, eh?
Ta.
Fran tells me you're, um
you're interested in making a bit of money.
Well who isn't?
I mean real money.
Is there any other sort?
Here you are
for you.
Light and bitter.
D'you know what you're carrying?
Gearboxes up, sweets down.
Sweets.
Do you want to lose that lorry, son?
I might.
How much?
A grand.
You must be joking?
I never joke about anything as serious as money.
A monkey.
Seven-fifty.
Six.
You're on.
You're a thief. Ha!
My shout.
Is he cushty?
Yeah. I think so.
Keys.
Six long-uns.
You get paid tomorrow.
No way mate.
No reddies, no keys.
Arni
Keys.
- Anybody move and I'll break his arm. - Hold it!
And these keys go over there
and you'll never find 'em.
All right.
Two-hundred on balance. The rest tomorrow.
Show me.
Where tomorrow?
Fulham.
- Where? - Betting shop.
- Write down the address. - The address is on the slip!
Harry said you were 'Jack the Lad'.
You should've listened to Harry.
We've gotta make it look good, Arni.
I call that convincing.
Guv!
Guv!
Gordon Bennett!
Jack!
Jack!
Get after 'em. Follow 'em.
- I'm not leaving you like this. - That's a bloody order, sergeant!
All right.
There was this barrier across the road
and two men in coppers' uniforms waving the traffic left.
So I didn't argue, I pulled left.
I didn't realise it was a field 'til I was in it.
Right in it.
What happened in the field?
This happened.
Bastards.
Not straight away.
What do you mean?
Well they must have talked to you?
Yeah, they asked me for the keys I told them to get stuffed.
Could you identify them?
No way guv, it was as black as sin
and they had this torch in my eyes, see.
Will you collect you pay-off?
Pay-off?
For services rendered.
You've got it all wrong!
No son, you are. You were in on it.
Oh sure, yeah, I say to them 'half kill me'. I say 'mark me'.
They bloody nigh finished me and you're trying to make me the onion!
Leave it out.
Any chance of a coffee, mate?
Oh, no!
I'd like to speak to Inspector Regan alone please.
Yes sir. Right sir.
What about a coffee then?
Yes sir!
What the hell are you doing here?
Carter said you'd been hurt.
Do they know why you're here?
Only the detective sergeant.
It's taken me four weeks to build this cover
one word in the wrong ear, one bent copper, one telephone call and it's all wasted!
Wasted? You were involved in a robbery!
How else am I expected to get close?
Put a small ad in 'Villain's News'?
We know at least twenty faces that are directly involved, we can pull 'em in.
- And what? - Question them.
And they'll know nothing.
Nothing about the man the placer. He's the gray matter.
I reckon he must've got rid of half a million
quid's worth of bent gear in the last seven months.
Someone must know who he is!
Yeah. My way we find that someone
your way we put twenty tearaways down for five
and the next day he goes out and recruits twenty more!
How close are you?
- Well that depends - On?
What happened last night.
And how do I explain what happened last night?!
Well lay it on me, you always do
and Monday's always 'Kick Jack Regan Day'.
He got a bit stroppy so Arni stroked him.
- That weren't the way I heard it. - Oh?
I heard he gave 'Big Arni' a bent wing
and he had you by the short hairs
so you gave him a kicking.
He's a mouth.
It takes more than a mouth to mess with Arni.
Next time
do as you're told.
What about his money, Harry?
You
take it 'round to him, go on.
Better let me
he might put Denny on crutches!
No way lovely lady.
- Here, here. - Hmm?
Tell him to come and see me, he sounds useful.
Tell him?
Ask him, nicely.
'Ere
what's your game?
Lifts.
- What? - Service lifts, I've come to repair it.
What lift?
Well I dunno, some joker pointed me in this direction.
There's no lift 'ere.
Isn't there?
Well can I use your phone? you know just to check the address.
Get lost.
All right.
It's rubbish like you, son, that gives decent
hard working drivers a bad reputation!
- Mr Wren - Don't you waste your lies on me, son.
I've been at this game too long.
If I was ten year younger I'd take you 'round the back.
Do you realise what you've done?
That is the first load we have ever lost
that is a fifteen grand a year contract gone!
We'll have to lay men off
good men, honest men with families!
- The police - What did you get?
Half a grand?
How'd you feel?
A big man?
- Listen to me - Get out!
Get out before I forget I'm a cripple and take a poke at you!
You leave the door open
could do with some fresh air.
Someone to see you Mr Bracknell.
Hello Tommy.
Yeah, thank you Mrs Harris.
He's had an accident, he's supposed to be resting.
Oh, why don't you come down later? Watch the racing?
Relax a bit, hmm?
And what was that for?
Last night.
Here's your money.
Well aren't you gonna count it?
Why? You dishonest?
Harry heard about what happened
are you okay?
You look, um
different.
Yeah, well
Harry will explain that.
He wants to talk to you.
Hmm, the last time I talked to Harry I ended up with a mouth full of toe-cap.
He likes the way you handle yourself.
see him
he can be very influential.
Glad you decided to come.
She's very persuasive.
- Scotch? - Yeah.
- Straight? - Yeah.
All right.
This your place?
Harry found it for me.
Very nice.
Tom
What happened to the road runner?
Well I can't see her pulling many rides
looking like that!
You'd like to bet the rent on that?
Cheers.
Forget about Arni. He don't know no better.
Thick as a lodgin' house sandwich.
- And I've spoken to Denny. - Yeah, I'd like to speak to Denny
with half a yard of piping!
What'd the law say?
- They tried to lay it on me. - They don't want to see you again?
I'm sure they would've said.
I like you Tommy
you remind me of me
fifteen years back.
You go on wages to start with.
- How much? - One and a half a week.
Sounds like music.
Yeah and after a month
if it all works out
you're on a percentage.
How much is that worth?
Enough.
And what do I do?
What you're told.
- When do I start? - You've started!
I want to make one thing clear Sonny Jim
any problems
any troubles
any aggro
and you are o-u-t.
OUT!
And I mean permanent.
Yeah, well, for a hundred and fifty a week
I think I could drop a scruple of two.
I've got to get close to Harry Poole
very close.
How?
He doesn't drive himself.
So?
A face called Kesey chauffeurs for him
Chris Kesey.
I want him rested for a few days.
What do you want?
That's nice, isn't it?
I'm just going out, Denny.
Haven't seen much of you lately.
Yeah, well. I've been busy.
Yeah? What sort of busy?
I've missed you.
What's the matter? You expecting Harry?
Or somebody else?
- What's that supposed to mean? - Have you missed me, lovely lady?
- I don't want you to come here any more. - Oh?
I want the key.
You mean this?
Yeah.
All right
who's it for?
Oh Denny, get back! You're hurting me!
"Am I? ~ No!
I'm sorry.
Perhaps I should have grown a moustache!
Watch it Arni, she's a heavy number.
Yeah, so is my old lady!
Ha ha ha!
You got your key?
Oi!
I'm talking to you!
Works well, don't she?
Lovely little mover.
Take it easy, Den
Harry's due.
Use your head.
You're wasting your breath
he thinks that lQ's Italian for inside leg measurement.
All right, come on big mouth
come on!
What's going on here?
A union meeting?
Bother?
No bother at all Mr Poole.
All right, come on. Let's get this load away.
Watch him, he's a mean sod.
I knew a fella once he was so mean, when he caught crabs he wouldn't kill 'em
thought they were money spiders!
Ha. Get on with it!
- Chris Kesey? - Yeah.
What do you want?
Edna Roberts?
What about her?
You knew her.
A lot of people knew her.
She was found dead.
That was fourteen months ago.
That's right, the coroner recorded an open verdict.
We now believe she was murdered.
- I can't help you. - Come on.
Look I tell you, I can't help you!
- Your coat, sir. - I've got to finish the car.
You've finished, come on.
Get in that side.
Chris has been picked up.
What for?
Some old brass was found dead months ago
he knew her.
You'll be driving for me.
Me?
Yeah, It'll keep you out of Denny's way.
And one thing
no boozing
I'm a very upright citizen!
It went to the top
they want you off the case.
Vvny?
Bowyer sent in a report
at least his Chief Super did. it seems the local nick were embarrassed.
Yeah? The way Bowyer questioned me they bloody well should be embarrassed!
Well the Commander called it another one of your cowboy operations.
We mustn't upset the provincial boys
- bunch of ballerinas. - Well I did all I could.
Yeah, I bet you did.
No, he did guv'nor, I heard about it.
Well for once I think you're right.
What have they actually said?
Well no definite order's been issued
Yet.
How long have I got?
The commander and I are meeting in the morning.
- Go sick, guv - What?
Anything. Just don't make that meeting.
I can't do that.
Give me forty-eight hours.
Well
I'm close!
Please?
And if you don't deliver?
We'll elbow the cover and pull in the faces we know.
I never should have eaten that fish.
Did I tell you Sergeant? I'm allergic to fish.
No Mr Haskins, you never did.
Are you cutting down on your staff, Mr Poole?
No, son.
I didn't know you could drive?
They taught me in the army.
Go and pick Frances up. I'm taking her out to dinner, okay?
Sure.
He did play a game yesterday
his partner was a man called Barkis
Andrew Barkis.
Director of a petrochemical plant
Korean war hero
lives in Shortlands near Bromley
married into money.
Three kids all at private schools very respectable.
Yeah, it's starting to come together
starting to smell right.
They've booked for another game.
When?
Tomorrow.
Doesn't Johnny Haskins play golf?
Go on! Carry on. I'm waiting for my partner. He hasn't shown up yet.
Oh, thank you
very kind of you
now, let's see
Wonderful shot.
Good shot.
Wasn't it?
Just the right place.
How's it going?
Well, these aircraft don't help much, guv.
I've been practicing my putting.
Looks all right to me.
You just, um, stroke them.
A fiver you don't make it.
You're on. Ha ha!
- Is it all like this? - So far guv.
Maybe Harry Poole just likes golf.
Maybe chickens have teeth!
No, they've got seven more holes to play.
I knew it!
He's driving Harry's car
messing with Harry's bird
it is a takeover, Arni!
Well, well
look who it isn't.
Who is he, Den?
That's what we're going to find out.
We've got a tip on some softs coming down from Scotland-
Can you move 'em?
They're difficult.
Not interested?
Not for the moment.
What I could move is cosmetics
the cheap brands
I can feed them through the shops we've organised.
I'/I see what's about
here comes that prat that keeps following us around.
Good game?
Yes, very enjoyable.
He didn't turn up then? Your partner?
Ahh, he got cold feet I took a fiver off him last week.
I want Mr Regan to hear that.
Right guv.
Well, I dunno.
Buy yourself a new dress, beautiful.
Ooh!
Thanks!
I think we should keep it going for another three months.
Then shut it down.
Just for a year, eighteen months
we can always pick it up again any time we want.
No point in pushing our luck.
Yeah.
Yeah, all right.
This a social visit?
Harry wants to see you.
Hello?
No, no. He's not in.
No, he's not been in all day.
No, I dunno where he'd be.
So we followed him, didn't we?
And you know what?
He's a cozzer!
I never knew you had such a vivid imagination, Arni!
Deny it!
I did meet Fran in the boozer
she asked me to.
Oh yeah, cosy.
This merchant you say you followed
We followed him!
Fair hair, thin face?
That's him, your mate.
- He asked me the time. - He went in with you!
He didn't.
Fran'll tell you that, we were alone.
All right, in the next bar then. But he left with you or just after.
And we followed him all the way to Scotland Yard.
If he is the filth
He is!
I didn't know.
You didn't know he was in Fran's flat last week, nosing about, huh?
No, I didn't.
Maybe he's following her?
Maybe he's got her under surveillance?
Surveillance?
That's a real cozzer's word, that is!
- We'd better tell Harry! - Oh we are going to tell Harry.
And you know what Arni? I reckon rent-a-mouth
here's going to end up prematurely deceased.
Well what do you want Harry for?
Look, I'm coming over.
The only other place he might be is the warehouse
and I'm already known there.
Yeah, well get Kent over there on the double.
I told you Fran
about my old woman
my ex in Penge.
Well ring her, ask her.
He's a sweet talker, Fran. Don't listen to him. Ring Harry.
There was always something about you
I can't explain
just something not quite right.
You never tried to touch me in the lorry
not so much as put a hand on my knee.
We were talking!
I didn't think much about it at the time
Fran
Where's the phone?
Yep?
Yeah, it's Harry speaking.
What?!
No, no. Get him out of there!
If he is who you say he is they must know about the warehouse.
Bring him here!
It's the only place they won't know.
Guv'nor, the file on Barkis.
- Any news from Kent? - No, not yet.
I'm going to slip out for a bit.
- What for? - I think someone's been lying to me.
Mrs Harris?
Yes?
Is Mr Bracknell in?
No, no he isn't.
This is official, Mrs Harris.
Police!
I thought he looked a bit, you know
they've got those eyes.
He's a police officer.
What?
He was here this afternoon, wasn't he?
Look, I told you I haven't seen him!
You were lying.
They never said nothing about him being a copper!
They?
They made me say what I did on the phone.
Who?
Two men
they came here to see him.
He left with 'em.
You've seen too many old films, Mr Poole.
You two get out, wait in the car.
Not you Fran
you stay here.
Mr Poole, if you'd just listen.
I want all the details
slowly.
She have any idea where they took him to?
Well she said 'no' but she's lied to me twice already.
The warehouse is deserted.
It's beginning to get a bit ugly, guv'nor.
They must have taken him somewhere.
An astute observation, sergeant.
Why was Denny Rawlins following you?
I don't know.
He was jealous.
What?
He thought we were nest building.
- What are you on about? - Well didn't you know, Harry?
- Know what? - He's just trying it on Harry!
Know what?!
About Fran and Rawlins?
What about 'em?
- Harry he's trying to - Shut up!
You paid the rent - he had the key.
You bloody liar!
Ask her!
He's lying Harry!
Now wait a minute.
Why did you meet in the pub?
Tell him Fran.
Harry, did you ask her to meet him there?
Nah. Course I didn't.
Have a look in this pocket, Harry.
She fancied me next.
You bastard!
I was gonna marry you!
- Get off! - Harry, stop it!
We've other problems more important to worry about.
You've got no problems with me
the copper was following Fran
she's your problem.
Did she tell you he broke into her flat?
No... no.
And Rawlins knew about it. Did he tell you?
No, no. He didn't, no.
Well it seems to me it's him and her you should be questioning.
Harry!
Harry!
I'm gonna kill you
you whore!
Hello... hello! Police? get the police!
Anybody there? ls there anybody
Hello!
Look, please get the police. Quickly!
Harry!
Harry!
- I was gonna marry her! - What?
Do you hear me?
Harry, no!
Harry
he's dead!
Harry
Harry no!
Den
Den!
It's all your fault, you bastard!
No Harry, no!
Harry, no!
Get an ambulance.
He's still breathing, guv.
'Jack Regan'
'This is Your Life'.
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