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Your rear tyre!

What?

Your rear tyre. Move it! Rear tyre!

Nice one. All right boys, lose that van.

There you are, Barry boy. A little present for ya.

Ha ha ha. About five hundred of them.

Worth twenty grand at least.

Better than working, eh? Come on, let's go.

A little graft and a lot of bread.

I've found a way of getting a lot of bread for no graft at all.

Two hundred and fifty hundred quid cameras on that truck.

Makes twenty-five thousand pounds.

Second Floor have had enough, the insurance

companies have had enough, and I've had enough.

We all know the Smith brothers are behind these

hijacks so come rain or shine I want them knicked.

Yes, but, er, guv. You know I'm on that Post Office job?

That's all right, I shall be taking that over.

Right, now your squad are going to concentrate on these faces.

Barry Smith, the pretty one. The youngest brother.

John Smith, the brains.

Charlie Smith, the muscle.

I want them away, Jack.

We're going to hound these three musketeers until

we've got a case that no brief can break down.

Now, your particular target is going to be Barry.

I want to know everything that bandit does.

Friends, girls, money, what he has for

breakfast and what time he goes to the toilet.

Guv, I'll get you the date of his Aunt's birthday

and his inside leg measurement if you like

but what good's that going to do in court?

Jack, we've been trying to get the Brothers Smith for two years by orthodox methods

without results

Well, I propose we now try a new approach.

Everywhere they go, the Squad will be watching them.

We'll have too much evidence for any of their bent briefs to wriggle out of.

You hope.

I beg your pardon?

You'll be dissipating manpower for nothing. All you'll

do is drive 'em ever to Majorca for a few months.

I see.

And what do you have to offer?

Wait till we get a reliable tip then nick them in the act.

We've been waiting for a reliable tip for as long as I care to remember.

I think it's time for a new approach to the Brothers Smith.

You'll be wasting your time.

Well, I'll be the judge of that.

- And you're wasting my squad's time as well- - Now, don't push your luck, Jack!

What's that supposed to mean?

This is not a college debating society, it's a police force.

I'm trying to tell you that.

You've been given an order, inspector. Are you refusing to obey it?

Are you?

No. No, I just felt it was my duty to offer my advice.

Now listen, Jack. You've got a good track-record with this squad

but so do a lot of other men.

The rules apply to you just the same as

everyone else, and I mean to make sure they do.

I hope I make myself clear.

Ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, five hundred.

Did you check it, Angela?

Yes, Mr Wardle.

Check it again, love. Can't be too careful, you know?

Blimey, you've got a nerve, ain't ya? Cool as a cucumber you are.

Bring your own case next time. I'm tired of supplying you with new ones.

Yeah, yeah, okay. No sweat.

You are though mate, dead cool.

Yeah, well. I have to be, don't I?

Dealing with the likes of you?

If some other people had sussed you, it would

be costing you a lot more than this, you know?

I'm quite well aware of that, Mr Smith.

Yeah... and don't forget it, mate.

I'm not likely to.

- Just going off to lunch, Mr Wardle. - Oh, right you are, Angela.

Blimey, you can pick'em, can't ya?

Eh?

I see. Not on your own doorstep, eh?

I've got to hand it to you, you're a dab hand at figures!

What are you talking about?

Never mind. The man from the insurance called, did he?

Oh yes. As usual.

How, um, how did you get on at the casino last night?

- Lost a grand. - Did you?

Tut, tut, tut.

Oh, I see what you mean

'a dab hand at figures'

Ha ha ha. You're a lad, Jacko.

Been here for three races, hasn't had a bet yet.

Perhaps he's skint?

What you doing for the next one?

Ballybrook.

Thirty-five to one?

Oh, I see. You think your luck's changing, do you?

Cor dear, I hope he does something soon. Another

half-hour of this I'll be boracic myself!

Does he look like moving?

- No but I mean he can't- - I'll see you at the rails.

Here, what you really backing?

Six pounds to one - Lazy Grey. Ticket 44.

Two-to-one the field - five's bar. Two-to-one the field - five's bar.

Five's bar. Two-to-one the field.

Two pounds, Bright Boy. On the nose.

Ten pounds to two, Bright Boy, down to Mr Regan, and paid on.

Cheeky.

I'm right, aren't I, guv'nor? Anyway, it saves a ticket, don't it?

Stay quiet, Sprattie or I'll nick you for taking money under false pretenses.

Ha! Always am, aren't I?

Two-to-one the field - five's bar. Five's bar.

Come on, make your bets with happy Joe Spratt!

- Central? - Central.

Advise Oscar seven that Oscar twenty-four is

at multi-story car park in Emmerson Road, W12.

I'll meet him back at the office at eight, okay?

Hello Mr Wardle.

Here I am again. Bang on time, right?

I bought my own case this time, didn't I?

Well, so long, Mr Wardle. See you down the club tonight, will we?

Quite a surprise you being a member. Stella got you in, I suppose?

Yes, she did, actually.

Nice girl, Stella. Very, er, understanding.

Yes, she's putting her kid sister through university, you know?

I ordered a twenty-four hour watch on Barry Smith.

- You're getting it, guv. - Well, where is he now?

I don't know. I lost him.

Really?

It's all right, George Carter's with him.

As long as somebody is.

Hiya John, Charley.

Hello Barry. How's my young brother then?

Okay.

- You got it? - When didn't I?

Well, don't get to believe in muscle, Barry.

Well, I didn't need it this time, did I?

Ha ha! But you might next time, eh, boy?

You give him the wrong ideas, Charley.

Muscle's useful, but only when we need it. How many times do I have to tell you that?

Forever, John, forever.

- If the old man heard you talk- - The man's dead, Charley.

Yeah, I know. I know, worst luck

because he, he was the best

the hardest.

You hear me, Barry, boy? The hardest!

Yeah, Charley, sure.

Excuse me, sir. Are you a member?

- No. Is it members only? - Oh yes, sir.

I didn't realise that. Okay, ta.

Mugs... the world's full of them.

Thank gawd, eh, Charley? Eh, John?

Hello, Stella.

Hello.

I've got a little business I'd like to discuss with you.

Oh really? And what sort of business would you and I have in common?

That mug you've got in tow, Wardle.

- Do you know him? - I've got a little interest in him.

Oh, I see.

You see, I know the form with you, Stella.

You'll take him for every penny he's got and then drop him.

What I do is my business.

Yeah, well, not this time, love.

I want that mug kept happy, and when I say happy I

don't want him squeezed dry and ditched, right?

Look, I've got more to do with my life than

look after some menopausal spendthrift for you.

Yeah, well this mug's a very important mug.

He's worth a lot of money to us.

And if I don't?

Don't even say it, love. You've got a nice face!

So, keep him sweet, keep him happy, and if there's anything

I ought to know about, you come and tell me, right?

You're a very persuasive man, Mr Smith.

John.

Hi Stella.

Yeah, well, I think I'll go and have some nosh.

- Hey, Barry? - Yeah?

- Fancy some nosh? - Yeah, why not.

- Right. - Charley?

No, no. I'll just stay out here and have a sandwich.

A sandwich? Ha ha ha.

You know, Stella, I've always fancied you.

Your frankness is compelling but the feeling's not mutual.

Hey, come off it, love. Don't you forget I've had you.

I don't remember.

Mmmm. Yeah, we were just starting up then.

Not quite so hoity-toity

but in those days, love, you did a hell of a lot for ten quid, huh?

- Here, have a drink, huh? Ha ha ha! - Oi!... Drink!

If you insist.

Aaarrrggghhh!

Hey, Stel! How's it going with big spender, eh?

Mr Wardle's a very generous man.

Well, he's every reason to be, ain't he?

I don't follow you.

Ha ha. Well, if you say so, love. If you say so.

Hello Stella, Charley. Can I get you a drink?

Oh no. I've got to be off. I'll leave you two love-birds to it, eh?

Well, bye bye, Stel. Ha ha.

She's quite a girl that girl. Be lucky, boy!

- Why do you let him do that? - Do what?

Maul you about like that.

- You're jealous. - No, I'm not.

All right, yes I am. Stella. I could-

There's no need to be. You're number one.

So you tailed Barry Smith to this car park. He went in and came out.

About ten minutes later.

Check it out. See if they've got an interest in the place.

I looked at the companies list, the answer's no.

Nominees?

No, it's Multi Car Parks, they're a big public company.

Oh, no thanks. My mum used to work in a pie factory.

Oh, the stories she used to tell us.

Do you know, one Christmas, there was this cat, now the poor little thing-

Yeah, thank you George.

You must have dinner with me more often.

Why didn't you go up and have a look?

Well, I thought he might just be parking his car. It is a car park.

Anyway, it's not the easiest place to hide up there.

Mmm.

Look, he left the racecourse in the middle of a race, right?

Obviously he didn't want a tail. He was taking precautions.

So you think he was meeting someone in there then?

Well, what else could it be?

Twenty-one today... Ha ha ha!

I've got the key... I'm twenty-one.

That's how old you make me feel, Stella. Ha!

Got a little present for you, darling. Look.

Oooo, ha ha ha. But it's your birthday!

I know, I know, Stella. It's just that. You know, Stella, you're

You're very, hmmm

I know, I know. You're special too.

Do you really think so? Oh.

But you've spent enough on me. You go on as if there's no future.

There isn't.

- Of course there is! - Oh no, you have to eat and drink

and be... ha ha ha. That settled the eating! Ha ha ha ha!

Oh Stella! It's... She was as-

Hey, where do you get your money from, anyway?

Oh, you guess... You guess, you see.

Bshuush. Pitong! Bshhhuuush.PHong!

Are you fee-paying? Ha ha.

Do you perform a service to the public? Ha ha ha.

Do you...? You perform a service for the p...

I feel sick.

Well George, there's only one way to find out.

Capture him?

Haskins wants evidence. Let's go!

Ah, he's seen us.

- He's going a bit, ain't he? - What do you expect him to do?

Come on, Joe!

Aaaahhhhrrrggghhh!

Ten thousand quid, give or take a pound or two.

Yeah, and one badly injured villain.

Yeah, about that. Makes you think about your expense sheets, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Ten thousand quid. Now what would he be doing with ten thousand quid?

One thing, guv. How are we going to explain all this to Haskins?

With long words and a dead straight face.

Ten thousand? Any ideas?

Not yet.

All right... So he went to the car park.

Now could they have diversified into car parks, legally?

We checked the companies list, no.

If they're staging hijacks all over the place they must be making a lot of bread.

You saw nothing suspicious there? No faces?

No sir, nothing.

Is Barry Smith still unconscious?

- Yeah. - It's a pity about that.

He was running away from us. We gave him several signals to stop.

We were, what, a hundred yards away when he crashed.

Hmmm.

- He was driving, you know, not us! - I want you to go and see the brothers.

Get to John and Charley, check on their reactions.

Hey John! Stop playing silly-buggers, will you? Get that lot shifted

Oh for

What the hell do you think you're doing?

You've stayed with me a week, that's about all you will do.

Hello Charley.

Do I know you?

No, but I'm sure you'll want to. I chased Barry.

Flying Squad.

You've got a bloody nerve barging in here, Regan is it? Before he's even come round?

He was obstrucing the police in the execution of their duties.

If you wanna talk business, we'd better go inside.

Well, what can we do for you, Mr Regan?

- I wanna know about that ten grand. - What ten grand?

The ten grand that Barry had with him.

If Barry was carrying money on him it must have been his own.

They tell me that you can carry three sets of books in your head at one time

two bent and one straight. Is that right?

You don't wanna believe everything the intelligence boys tell you, you know?

I don't.

- You're the Sweeney, right? - Yep.

So, what are you chasing Barry for? What's he supposed to have done?

Nothing. He was over the speed limit, see?

Oh, so in your spare time you work as a traffic cop? Oh come on, do us a favour!

You've no idea what that money was? No idea at all?

None at all. I'm sorry.

- Make much money here, do you? - We make a living.

Oh, by the way, that ten grand'll be, er, scrutinised

the Income Tax people'll be looking at it.They'll

want him to explain how he came by it, all that.

Yeah, well, thanks for the tip. Thanks very much.

Any time.

Just the kid's bad luck, rolling that motor with all that bread on board.

Maybe. Nah, they're just sniffing. They'd've nicked us otherwise.

But I think we ought to give tomorrow the elbow

- just to be on the safe side. - No, no!

There's too much going on it and that git don't scare me

none. Tomorrow is on, John, and that's definite, boy.

- Guv. - Jack, George.

- Don't tell me, the Smiths? - It would seem so.

Naughty-

But you didn't drag me all the way out here to show me this.

No, I wanted to ask you something.

As you probably know there's been an increase

in establishment for chief inspectors.

There's some immediate vacancies.

- In the Squad? - No, these are divisional appointments

Getting me kicked upstairs, eh?

I'm just advising you of an opportunity of advancement.

Yeah, finding stolen bikes in Pinner.

I take it you're not interested?

Well, why tell me now?

The appointments have to be made quickly.

Yeah, yesterday as far as you're concerned, eh?

Do you have to make a personal issue of everything?

If you dream up any more schemes for me, I'll be at that car park, sir.

What was all that about?

Eh?

The confidential chat.

Oh, the bastard's trying to get rid of me Out of the Squad.

He'll have his bloody work cutout, though, I'll tell you that!

Well, there's an office here. You never know, we can try. You stay here.

Send it over right away. Give my regards to your wife.

This gentleman wants somebody in authority.

Oh, can I help you, sir?

Yeah, I was wondering if you have a special reduction scheme

for drivers using the car park every day? We're new in the district, you see.

No, not really. There's no call for it.

Yeah, 'course. You've got a big turnover I expect.

Oh aye. Pretty full most days.

Well it was just a thought.

Aye_

There's no point in getting in touch with your sales manager?

Not really, no.

- You're not sales? - No, accounts. Chief cashier.

- Chief Cashier? - That's right.

Well, I am in the wrong place. Sorry.

It's no trouble. Sorry I couldn't help you.

Oh but you did.

Bye.

- Anything? - Yeah, a face from the recent past.

Who?

A cashier with a liking for car breakers' yards.

Seven hundreds, right?

Hello Joe.

Hello guv'nor. I see you here more often than Lord Wigg.

Seen this face before?

I dunno. Let's have a butcher's

'Ere, yeah, yeah. I think I know him!

Tell me.

Well, he's a mug for starters.

He's done a lot of money in with me, and with a lot of others and all.

How much is a lot?

Well, he done a grand in with me the first day's racing here.

'Ere, is he here today? Ha ha. I need him!

- Always cash, paid on? - Yeah, keeps it in his kick.

Had over a grand there last time.

Anyone with him at all?

Yeah, a blonde bit, bit of all right and all. Ha ha ha!

And he has a feller with him now and again, calls him Joey. No, I'm wrong - Jacko!

And he's carrying and all.

Ta Joe. And now, the good news

Yeah?

He's here today.

- How long for? - Ha ha ha.

I knew it couldn't last.

- They're here. - I know.

How did you make out today?

I'm three grand behind already.

- Never?! - Aye... I'll get it back on the next race.

Plenty more where that came from, eh?

- I'll see you down the club tonight, then? - Possibly.

It's all right for you, all you have to do is cop.

We have to do all the graft.

Are you talking to me, snot nose?

Come on- No, look, here.

How am I going to keep this from my missus? She's starting to ask questions. Ha ha.

It's ridiculous. I've got a fortune and I can't

spend it. She's gonna suss it out. Aarrghh!

I suggest you don't tell her, boy.

I wish I'd never got into this. It's too much, too much. Aarrghh!!

Leave him. I'll look after him.

You'd better, mate.

Come on, Jacko.

'Ere, Charley!

You know, sometimes I think that Wardle's the biggest mug I've ever seen.

Yeah, and the widest, Charley. That's a hell of a scheme he's got there.

I'll give you that but three grand behind and cheering?

Well if he can't do that with it what else is he going to do with it?

He can't sling it into a building society. No, it's not

Wardle I'm worried about. It's his oppo that's the problem.

That Jackds bottling out.

You reckon?

Well, he's always on the sauce and he's stopped pulling birds. That's a sure sign.

Yeah.

the Old Bill's onto us. In the other bar, behind the linen.

Who is he?

I dunno, but I've seen him down the club and he's a copper, Charley.

We're under obbo.

Yeah, well we're not on our tod this time. Wardle we can handle.

We can shop him but why kill the goose?

No, it's Jacko that's the problem, Charley.

If they're watching Jacko? Oh dear, oh dear.

You know, sometimes you remind me of the old man.

- Wardle? - Yeah, Wardle. He's the kingpin.

Wardle, William. Earns three thousand a year, got a house in Pinner

mortgage paid up last December in cash.

What about his mate?

Jackson, Herbert. Semi-detatched in Wembley

he's also got a small boat and a car. No large sums in

his bank account. Dishes out tickets in the car park

The bird?

Yeah, Stella Goodman. High-class scrubber. No form.

Are you sure you won't come up to the club, Jacko?

Nah, I've had enough of big brother for one day.

Do you wanna stop and let me go after him?

No, we'll stay with Wardle.

Hello Jacko. Nice little boat you've got there. No, no no. Stay boy, stay.

Yeah, yeah, it's all right, Mr Smith.

Charley, call me Charley. After all, we're... we're friends.

Yeah, Charley.

I just thought I'd come down and have a little chat.

You know, after all you were a bit upset back there at the races.

And you know me, Jacko, I can't stand to see a mate upset.

You're not pulling the birds these days, Jacko?

No, I got a bit fed up with them, you know?

Yeah, I know. Feeling a bit depressed?

Feel like talking to somebody about it?

Like to relieve your mind?

Like loosing off to the old lady?

Who me? Why should I?

I know, I know. I get my depressions.

It's them headaches

blinding headaches.

They're terrible, Jacko, terrible.

I know just how you feel.

I'm all right, Charley, honest.

Yeah, but... you're sweating, Jacko.

'Ere, why don't you and me go for a little... a little trip, eh? Come on

Hey Jacko

I want two of you round the back.

You're worried about him.

You know something could be wrong or you wouldn't

be talking to me at all, would you Mrs Wardle?

No.

- He paid off the mortgage on the house. - Yes, I know.

He said he got it through investments

and then recently we went abroad, went to Portugal.

It was the three of us, my daughter as well.

Well, he's never done anything like that before.

It was always Bournemouth.

That must have cost money, the trip to Portugal?

William paid all the bills.

I never asked him, I mean, I never asked him

about money because, well, he always saw to it.

He works very hard, you know? All hours, very late.

Do you believe all that, Mrs Wardle? Do you really believe he works late?

No. No, I've not believed that for a very long time.

- Guv'nor. - Excuse me.

These mean anything, guv?

What do you think they are?

- They look like tickets to a car park. - That's just what they are.

Frankly Bill, I don't know how you do it at your age.

Oh, thank you.

- Crawling home with the milk. - It's only 4 o'clock in the morning.

- I'll have a lie in till seven. - You're potty.

No, oh no.

'Live for Today', that's my motto.

Ha ha, I think I've done enough living for today.

Hello?

- Hi Stella? Charley here. - Charley, do you know what time it is?

Yeah, yeah. Tell Romeo I want to talk to him.

It's Charley Smith. He wants to talk to you.

Hello? Wardle here.

- We think the law know the lot. - Oh heck.

Well, how can they know?

We can't be sure.

We've had a tail and the chances are you've had one too.

- Well hang on a minute. - Don't go and look!

Now, listen to me; get yourself out of Stella's, out

the back way, and get over here as soon as you can.

John and me have got a, a scheme to get you out.

Well, off the hook... a few week's holiday!

What do you mean? Out of the country?

Look, once the law start sniffing they get the lot, sooner or later

now that would involve us. Now, you get over here as soon as you can, okay?

Aye, if you say so.

- 'Ere, what about Jacko? - Nah, don't worry about Jacko.

Yes, but I do, see. I mean, he's like the weak link.

Jacko has been well looked... well looked after.

Looked after?

What do you mean?

- ls there a back way out of here? - No.

What am I going to do?

Take your trousers off.

Eh?

All right, Mike?

Oh heck!

It's five o'clock in the morning, Mrs Wardle.

Yes, I know that.

Is he usually this late?

Not usually.

Sometimes?

Not often as late as this.

May I use your phone?

Yeah, well, at least we're not the only people up.

Oscar two four. Calling Oscar two four.

Oscar twenty-four.

pick up suspect.

Okay, will do.

- Hey! Who do you think you are? - Police!

Identification?

Where's Wardle?

Oh, do come in Sergeant Carter.

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Look, I saw him come in.

He's a casual acquaintance. We meet occasionally. He comes... He goes

Just save me the little girl lost routine, will you? Where's your sugar daddy gone?

I don't know. Out the window!

What do you mean out the window?

I'm not his psychiatrist. If he chooses to

leap out of my back window, that's his affair.

- I could book you, you know? - On what charge, may I ask?

All right, did he say why he left in such a hurry?

Not to me.

You do realise you may be implicated in a major crime?

A man called Smith telephoned.

- Smith? - Charley Smith.

And you've no idea where Wardle's gone?

I find it pays to mind my own business on these occasions.

Taxi. Taxi!

Charley Smith blew in his ear and he aimed himself out the back somehow.

- Now if we'd had a full surveillance on him-

- Yeah, anyway I've got a general out on him.

Yeah, well. I doubt if he'll get too far. They'll pick him up.

What's all this?

The basis of a gigantic fiddle. This is how they got all that cash together.

Eh?

Yeah, you take your motor into a car park you get one of these, right?

Now when you come and collect it you pay so much for so many hours parking.

But Wardle didn't pay that into his bosses. No, he had phoney

tickets made, which stated that lower charges had been made.

He pocketed the difference.

Mmm, clever.

And he brought all the real tickets home to get rid of?

Right.

I see now why Jacko had to be in on it.

Yeah, well, it wouldn't work with a straight ticket attendant.

They must've been making thousands.

They made so much they didn't know what to do with it.

I wouldn't mind that problem.

Yeah, Wardle could think of all sorts of ideas of using it but he was too scared.

Ha ha ha. His old lady knew nothing about it.

She thought he was doing a lot of overtime!

Oh dear! Give me that kind of overtime any day!

I'll tell you what, guv. I've been doing this job for a few years now.

And I still don't understand why a bird like Stella needs to go on the game?

She doesn't need to. She likes it!

Morning, Polly!

- What about Jacko? - Disappeared.

- The Smiths got to him on time, then? - Maybe.

What about the Smiths?

Well they saw our pair spending like it was going out of

fashion, knew they had to be getting it under the counter

So they blacked him and took a half share.

- You told Haskins? - What, and wake him up?

Look what he's done to my pencil!

- Ha ha ha ha ha. - Squalk!

Hello Mr Wardle. You do look nice. Ha ha ha, ho ho.

Oh my God!

- Enid, is she- - She's upstairs, asleep.

Don't wake her, please.

If you don't want us to.

- Can I have a drink? - It's your drink!

- Will you join me? - Why not?

Whisky?

Anything in it?

'Ere, why did you come back here? I mean, the

Smiths rang you. Why didn't you go to them?

Because I don't trust 'em. Would you?

Well, quite, but, er, Jacko did and he's missing.

I know.

Well, everything comes to an end.

By the way, everything I've said I will deny

in court. I mean I can't afford to offend

certain people. I've got a wife and a daughter and

I owe them something.

All right.

- Anything you say will be- - That's all right.

Why not cut and run?

What, in those shoes? Ha ha.

Why come back here, then?

Well, it's over, isn't it?

Stella! Stella!

A thousand pound a week.

It's too much, isn't it?

Jacko said that.

Well, I've nothing to say.

Sorry, love.

I tell you there's no tail. I've been out there and looked everywhere.

You wait, they've sussed Barry and now they're onto us.

It was your idea to get Wardle here.

so?

Yeah, well, I wish you'd let me handle this.

Not unless we have to. Wardle's shrewd, if we let

him out, he won't talk got too much to lose.

No, this time I'm not listening to you, Johnno. No more thinking. No more orders.

This time we do it my way. Now for Wardle it's

'Cos let's face it, boy, there's no more bread coming from that mug.

Oh, Charley use your bloody loaf. There's no need to do anything like that!

'Ere, what was that?

Charley, put the shooter away. Wardle won't talk, I've told him.

You've told him? You've told him? Well, what do you think they're here for?

Charley, don't be a mug!

Nyaaarrgghh!

We're armed as well, you know, Smith.?

All right.

Aaaarrrrrhggghhh!

Charley!!!

I should've guessed you'd play it like this.

What do you mean?

You've nicked a con-man, killed a psychopath

and you've got absolutely nothing that his brief can't disprove.

Wardle may be a con-man but this was a bloody big one.

Yes, indeed.

He's not going to shop the Smith brothers is he?

Get a contract out on his wife and daughter?

You've ruined it, Jack. We could have had them

all if you'd been prepared to play it cool.

What about the girl? Stella?

She owes you nothing.

She's got her good looks to think about.

Look, I did nick a villain, guv. And a pretty big one at that.

That wasn't the purpose of this particular game, Jack.

I shouldn't have to tell you that.

Screwed up my promotion chances then, have I?

Is he on the turn again, guv?

The best laid schemes of mice and men, and all that.

Yeah, well, I know somebody else who's pondering on that right now.

Yeah, poor old Wardle.