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A bit noisy living around here, innit?

Right, it's nearly time. There's nothing out

front. Anything your end, Oscar twelve?

Not a light, guv. Off.

- It's getting a bit late, innit? - Yeah.

No-one's gonna blag that bank.

Haskins' informants were always rubbish.

All right, we've waited over an hour. They

must have got cold feet. I'm calling it off.

What did I tell you, George?

- Nice work on the electronics, Danny boy. - I told you, no names!

That'll make a nice Christmas present, huh? Ha ha.

Come on! Move yourself.

- Come on, move! - Clear the doors!

Morning, guv.

- Hello, George. - All right, sir?

- How much? - Er, the manager's checking.

They think over two hundred thou.

They leave anything else behind, besides the dust?

Only the antique geezer in there.

- Where is he? - Hospital.

They knock him about?

No, not really. He's got a dodgy ticker, observation.

It's a bloody demolition job.

Now don't gloat. I was wrong and Haskins was right

except he did pick the wrong bank.

Yeah.

You see they worked it during the stock car meeting.

Clever that. Enough noise to drown a road drill.

Yeah, with enough coppers around to protect the Bank of England.

Ah, fair's fair, guv.

They were slogging through a Saturday night shift on

voluntary overtime for a few extra pence an hour.

I mean some of them had done a thirteen hour day!

Up the Federation!

Er, guv'nor, the sergeant is divisional rep. Local lads are a bit sensitive.

Yeah, so's Haskins. He got the news in the middle of his bacon and mushrooms.

Your man was right then, guv?

Oh, not quite. He was about two hundred yards out.

Has he got any more for you. You know, who the gang might be?

I don't know, he's gone to ground. He knows what's good for him.

The manageress.

Ah, what a shambles! And we've only recently had this place redecorated.

It'll take more than just a woman's touch.

Miss Hepple, Detective Chief Inspector Haskins and Detective Inspector Regan.

I make it a hundred and seventy-eight thousand in new notes,

about thirty thousand used - singles, fives and tens.

You were unlucky.

These are the serial numbers of the new notes.

Better get that on the teleprinter to C.R.O.

Right.

Will Dr Richardson please go to Casualty. Dr Richardson to Casualty.

- The wire man knew his job, - Who?

The joker who fixed these alarms.

Well, one of them should have rung in the police station round the corner.

It's a tough job to blag without an assist.

Would you mind saying that in English?

An inside job, Miss Hepple.

Are you suggesting that there's an accomplice in the bank?

A hold up's one thing, Miss Hepple, pulling a stunt like this is another.

We shall need to do a complete check on your staff

domestic backgrounds, the state of their accounts, everything.

What are you looking for? Bribe money?

No, big spenders.

Three of my best prints. Nine quid each!

How are you feeling?

Right as rain. A bit stiff, that's all.

Did you see any of their faces?

Two hundred thousand you're after, not my prints.

We'll do our best.

Yes, and you'll be investigating me too, in case I had a hand in it.

I was a war Reserve Constable, you know?

Mr Tilley, with all you police experience

did you notice anything at all about them?

Now, take your time. Anything that might help us?

Not really.

Tough nuts, pros. Didn't talk much.

Ah, but there was one thing.

One of them called another by his first name. Got bawled out for it.

- What name? - Danny.

- You positive? - It was 'Danny', all right.

He must've been the bloke who fixed the alarms.

Vvny?

Well it was becuase the other one said 'Nice work with the electrics, Danny'.

There we are, 'Danny'. Fresh from the laundry. No charge.

Thanks, Arthur. Anything I can get you outside?

Sure, one of those inflatable plastic birds. A nice little blonde.

Don't go near those sort of shops. Anyway, none of them come under six feet.

She'd give you away, legs sticking out the end of the bed.

- Ha ha. Hey Danny - Yeah?

- Have you heard? - About what?

Eddie Cory. He was up before the visiting magistrates on Friday.

What did he get?

Lost all his remission. Man, they said he looked real ugly.

Serves the bastard right, after what he did to you.

Look, you shouldn't have got mixed up in the fight.

If I hadn't, mate, you'd be in the hospital.

Maybe I should have agreed to help him with an escape, like he asked.

And lose your own remission? He had it coming to him. Don't you worry about Cory.

You've heard he's back on full stretch, then?

Yeah.

- Arthur's scared. - Not for myself, man.

Cory can't touch me in this hostel. Right, Bill?

Don't you be too sure about that. I'd be careful.

Boy, you two really make it feel like Monday morning!

Have a good weekend?

Yeah. Who says there aren't any oats in porridge?

- Ha ha. Oh, Danny! - Yeah?

I remembered that radio. Er, d'you think you can fix it?

- I'll do what I can. See you tonight? - Right. Thanks.

Will they switch Cory somewhere else?

They might do but that wouldn't stop him if he wanted to get even.

Cory's got friends everywhere inside and out.

Edmunds, John? Gilmore, Wilfred?

He snuffed it last November. That computer needs a new set of marbles.

Harnett, Dennis? Holder, Ernest Daniel?

Couldn't mend a fuse, nowadays.

Lost an arm in a car crash. I forked out a quid for his presentation, actually.

How kind!

Ingrams, Steven? Joffey, Daniel?

Back in Australia.

We had to send a file on him to Brisbane a few weeks ago.

Kelly, Timothy? Johnson, Ned? Hold on, Keever, Daniel.

Anyone else with that name?

No.

Right, get a full print out on Keever from C4.

- Hello, guv. - Morning.

You seen that? 'Snatch of the Day'!

Not very sporting.

Makes our lot look like a Gilbert and Sullivan chorus.

it's not their fault.

Maybe not, but the Fifth Floor expects us to pull our fingers out over this one.

The only lead we've got so far is the name 'Danny', overheard by the antique man.

It's a sloppy mistake to make for a bunch of pros.

Yeah, well if they never slipped up like that ourjob would be twice as hard.

We're checking form on a wireman called Keever.

Danny Keever?

You know him?

He helped knock off a fur warehouse in Cricklewood, three years ago.

Was Keever one of Eddie Cory's team?

That was his first job with them, after a lot of petty stuff.

Cory brained a night-watchman, badly.

They put him away for nine years.

Oh yes, I remember Danny Keever.

But you're wasting your time.

Vvny?

Well, I was in court when he collected five. That means he's still inside.

Er, he isn't quite.

Morning Danny.

Wotcha, Mark, Mr Sale.

Good morning.

I didn't know you were here.

- Everything's all right, isn't it? - Yeah, everything's fine.

Mr Sale's thinking of taking on a few more pre-release blokes now.

Thanks to your good example. I've just been telling Mr

Colebrook how you picked up the fault on the Dutch order.

It saved us quite a bit.

Microwave coils are my hobby.

Well, keep it to yourself, but we may be able to offer

you something better when you come out for good.

Well, that's good of you, Mr Sale, but, er -

You aren't thinking of taking up some other form of employment, are you?

Dunno. Just like to leave my plans open - know what I mean?

Yeah, I think I understand that. At least, I hope I do.

Time I was getting back to the bench.

Okay.

A feather in your cap, eh? When you get a man pointing in the right direction.

Joe wants it back in Assembly, smartish.

Danny, 'phone'!

Why the call?

Oh, just felt like ringing, that's all

see if you're all right.

Yeah, I'm okay.

Here, Brenda, you sure nothing's the matter?

Of course there's nothing the matter.

I'm better this Monday than I have been in a long time.

Me too!

Er, do you think you can nip home, on your way back to the hostel?

Yeah, I'll try.

I'll be back at six.

- What would you like? - What do you think?

Food, I meant.

Surprise me!

Anyway, I gotta go now, love. I'll see you later. Yeah, ta ta.

I think I've got a right to know!

Yeah. Where's the other exit?

- Down at the end. - Ron, cover that.

Sergeant, his fellow workers have absolutely

no idea he's serving a prison sentence.

Jumping on him like this isn't exactly going to help his chances.

That's quite right. Couldn't you have phoned?

What? And give him a chance to get on his toes? Do me a favour.

Well, the damage is done now, anyway.

Yeah, look, ask Keever to step out here will you, please?

All right.

A few questions about what?

Like who was grafting a bank on Saturday night?

Me, involved in that caper?

Oh no, mate, you've got the wrong bloke. You really have.

Electronics factory. Just keeping your hand in?

Very funny. You forget I'm still in the nick.

You weren't over the weekend.

You were booked out till Sunday night.

You're late.

Had a nice trip in the country?

I don't get it.

What?

All four of us are here. This says one of us has been arrested.

We've been careless.

Who are you talking about?

The poor devil in custody.

It's the best guarantee we've got for not being nicked, and especially for him.

You see, the man the police have got is

supposed to have done Alf's job at the bank.

And we've made certain that the coppers have

got both his name and his fingerprints.

A frame?

He's got brains, after all.

You never told me about this when I joined your mob.

Well, seeing as this is the first job you've done with this firm

we didn't think you needed to know.

Who's the mug?

He's a wireman called Danny Keever, but you don't have to worry about him

he's already doing his time.

He only came out for the weekend.

How the hell did you manage to set that up?

Never mind about that. I'll get the money.

There we are

forty thousand pounds each, and you can count it if you want to.

Hold on! What do you mean forty thousand pounds

each? Four ways is more than fifty grand each!

- You said equal shares! - They are equal shares

with an extra bit of bunce for me, on the side.

- Any objections? - What about five shares?

The fifth share is for the other party, without

whom we could never have pulled this job.

That's something else you never told me about. Who's the fifth member?

You don't need to know that.

Then how can I be sure they actually exist?

Look Phil, I'm getting bloody tired of you!

I'm the draughtsman in this unit, remember?

Or perhaps you'd like to take a vote on it?

Anybody would think you're amongst thieves!

First time I've stoppped at home for three years and you think I'd risk being done?

You wouldn't be the first one to blow it.

Listen, Regan. I had nothing to do with blagging that bank.

It needed a wireman with the right knack.

Bullshit! There must be a dozen wiremen with the same finish.

They're not called Danny.

Then find another bloke who is!

How could I join the team anyway? D'you suppose their

draughtsman popped into the stir for a hatter?

If you weren't at the bank, where were you?

I was watching the stock cars.

In the whole of London, you happen to be down the road from a bank job.

You're a stock car enthusiast are you?

I used to help tune the cars. Anybody will tell ya.

I waited a bloody long time to see a meeting again.

Chose my weekend out especially.

All right, who did you go with?

I was on me tod.

Your first two nights out of prison and you leave the missus on one of them?

Brenda was doing a friend's hair. She's too nervous of stock cars.

If you're such an enthusiast, you must have met somebody you know.

I could've done but I never went near the pits.

Why not?

Meet your old pals and all they want to talk about is what it's like in the nick.

Yeah, they're gonna have to wait a bloody long time to find out.

Ask Brenda. She knows I went to the track.

Yeah, you and twenty thousand other punters.

And not one of them will vouch for you.

Nah, you're gonna have to do better than that!

'Ere, Mike?

Right, bring it into the garage.

- They've found the ambulance. - Where?

- Hospital car park - What about Keever?

Well, either he's a cocky bastard or he's clean.

Ahh, Keever hasn't changed.

Yeah, I read the file, guv. Er, you caught him after a chase and he broke yourjaw.

No wonder you remembered him.

You always seem surprised that I know how to mix it, Jack.

Don't forget, I agreed to this.

Don't worry, we'd have lined you up for the old man but I don't want to waste time.

Hello Mr Tilley.

D'you recognise him?

Can't tell. They all wore these stocking things.

Say something. Go on.

What am I supposed to say? Except I never saw him before.

I'm sorry, sergeant. He only spoke a couple of words.

But could it have been his voice?

It was all muffled.

Not having much luck, are ya?

Thanks.

Don't push yours!

Come on.

It must've been somebody else.

Oh god, can't you bloody coppers leave a man alone, even after he's done time?

We're not exactly picking on him, love, when he's already in stir.

How's your dad? How's Arnold?

What have they got to do with it?

They're keeping out of trouble are they?

I haven't seen my brother for over three years.

My dad's retired.

That's good news for the dock police.

And you say you don't pick on people?

Oh come off it, Brenda. If your family had a

coat of arms it'd have crossed jemmies on it.

Well, if you're so smart you'll know that there's never been anything on me.

And now Danny's going straight. I mean what do you think?

He'd arranged a job like this with full remission coming?

Did he ever meet anyone at your place, after work?

If you mean one of this gang, no!

Never brought any equipment home?

Look! He went to the stock cars, then he came

home and he bought some Chinese takeaway.

Have you any idea what it means to have your

husband do something like this after three years?

You're just trying to put him away again.

I'm trying to recover two hundred thousand quid.

Well Danny never touched it, I know!

He wouldn't do that to me.

I keep telling ya

why would I help pull a job when I'm due out in a few months?

- I'll give you a reason - You bloody would!

You didn't get any loot for the job you're inside for.

All the furs were recovered.

A chance like this comes up you'd jump at it.

A nice little pile to come out to? Who's going to suspect a man who's doing time?

That's just so much exercise for your jaw, Haskins.

You didn't think we'd get on to you?

You're bleedin' right I didn't.

It's just too bad the computer threw up your name.

I'm coming out soon to earn my living.

You mean you were.

Hate my guts, don't you?

You know as well as I do, yourjaw was an accident.

What are you going to do?

Break my jaw in return?

- Say I slipped? - We want the gang

who did that bank with you, Keever.

We might even make a deal.

Even if I did know their names, I'd still tell you to get stuffed!

Look, I know you've got a search warrant

but can't you do this sort of thing with a bit of tact.

Yeah well we're not exactly the men from Harrods, squire.

Well you could have waited for his wife.

'Ere you go and check that junk room next to the kitchen. I'll do this.

You bastards.

I'm really very sorry, Mrs Keever.

There was nothing I could do to stop them.

- Who's that? - Prison welfare.

Mark Colebrook.

I'm the voluntary part-time associate who looks after Danny.

Ere, guv.

I'll do all I can, Mrs Keever.

Nice bit of gear.

If you're wondering why erm

a man doesn't like his wife to look too glamorous.

When he's in prison so I, er

I hid them for the weekend.

Very considerate.

Inspector.

I'd like a word with Danny. Just how firm is your evidence?

You his lawyer and all?

I've been helping Danny for two years.

Our enquiries are incomplete.

He calls this an enquiry!

You alright?

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

Oh Danny! They came and searched the flat.

Mark Colebrook says he's gonna get you a lawyer.

What's the use?

I'd forgotten what this part smelled like.

Well, won't be for long.

Don't you believe it.

I'm a bloody gift.

The perfect suspect... already inside.

They haven't proved anything yet, have they?

They've made up their minds it was me.

Danny

swear to me that you never had nothing to do with it.

Jesus.

Not you too, Brenda?

All this stuff belongs to the ambulance.

I wouldn't mind betting that, forensically speaking, it's whiter than white.

This is more interesting.

A multi-tester for determining circuits and currents.

The wireman's?

Well it would hardly be for counting banknotes.

Any prints?

Yes, and a positive ident

fore-finger and thumb right hand.

Danny Keever's.

Right Keever, you're back home again.

Yes, Ben was a nifty swimmer in his day

pinched all of the cups at divisional galas.

Perhaps the last time he was known to swallow water.

It came in useful before the days of trained frogmen.

If it hadn't been for Ben's underwater exploits on the Southend barge case

we might never have caught an ugly customer called Mollet.

Fill you up?

Ta.

Don't you like goodbyes?

Not the crap that's being spoken over there.

Sheppick should've resigned years ago before they got him on oiling file drawers.

Yes

well at least he got his pension.

Half the rent.

He'll probably end up nicking people at Woolworth's.

No he won't.

He's got the dreaded bug.

Six months.

You charged Keever yet?

Not yet no.

Well why not? You've got enough to have him.

Well that's the trouble. It's too easy.

Don't tell me you've still got doubts?

A few.

I mean that job spelt class. You saw that yourself.

I had to. Keever was the weak link.

I mean rusty through being in jail. What's the problem?

Well the way someone hands us a name

hands us equipment

and fingerprints.

And so, Ben

we shall miss you.

A crime buster.

To you and your wife, from the lads at the Yard

a happy retirement

and a bright and peaceful future.

Good luck, Ben.

If only the computer could learn to write speeches, we'd be completely streamlined.

Sounded just right.

Clearing up that bank job, I hope Jack?

There's just a few details.

- We've just been discussing it. - Why the delay?

You've got one of them, haven't you?

Yes, this is one of our multi-testers all right.

It's not much good though.

Vvny?

Put aside for repair two weeks ago.

Still on the blink.

Would Keever know that?

Well if he wanted to make use of it elsewhere he'd

be a fool not to check it over first. Wouldn't he?

Is there anything else missing?

Not as far as we can discover, no.

Our people aren't searched at the gate, sergeant. They're trusted.

How's your insurance.

Take that.

My prints?

It doesn't make sense.

Look, Regan. Somebody's framing me.

Why would they want to do that?

I don't know.

But even Brenda thinks I might have done it.

Well, what's all this?

A television company coverd the stock car meeting for a sports programme.

I borrowed the tape.

Where were you in the crowd?

Somewhere about the middle of the second corner.

What were you wearing?

My green velvet suit and a fawn rollneck sweater.

There!

I must have been higher up in the terracing.

Try again.

They seemed so keen to make a new start. Popular with his workmates.

They've had a whip round.

Do you make heart machines?

Yes we do.

I suppose your job makes you cynical.

Er, just a shade, yeah.

The money's for his wife.

Normally his wages go to the Home Office, so I'm

having the staff collection sent to Mr Colebrook.

I see.

Well thanks a lot, Mr Sale.

Thanks anyway

for trying to give me a break.

You wouldn't be mucking me about would you?

I was there.

I never went near that bank.

Hello sergeant.

Sorry I lost my temper last night.

Nobody likes being made a mug of.

That's hardly the way I see it.

It's just that when one of your cases blows up you tend to blow up with it.

Yeah, I know the feeling.

You see, I use my business connections to get my prisoners jobs.

Er, Sale's a man with a social conscience but,

well, I'm afraid this may make him think twice.

What about yourself?

Not as far as I'm concerned.

What's that?

Er, a piece of ironware we found in the ambulance.

Why bring it here?

Stolen from the workshop.

By Danny?

That's what we think.

Well that does it.

There can't be any doubt now, can there?

Unless there's some kind of mistake.

Come on.

What was the point of this private TV screening?

If Keever showed up in the crowd at the stock cars, he'd be innocent.

That seems to be all you're trying to prove in this case.

Well you couldn't find him, in the crowd?

Of course not. Keever's having him on.

You just got a thing about him because he busted yourjaw.

I'm just trying to make sure we don't charge the wrong man.

Meanwhile we trail further and further behind the game.

'the ball is beginning to bounce'.

You know where you're liable to bounce!

Keever could have been set up.

Or he failed to check the equipment.

No. A craftsman like that he'd never live it down.

I agree, it's a weak point.

We've gone in to court on less.

Just give me a few more days, sir.

I think the case should be reassigned. Let someone have a fresh look at it.

Another twenty four hours, Jack. Top whack.

And you'd better get results. You've messed about enough.

I need you to authorise a Home Office order.

What for?

To cover taking Keever back to the hospital.

The antique dealer's already said he can't help.

Well I may want him to have another good look.

All Danny ever talked about was being home for good.

Nothing about people outside.

Only his wife.

We were really surprised at Danny.

Catch me being in bad company before my release!

What did you go down for?

Running a 'ladies college'.

Pimping.

Hey, coarse language ain't allowed in here, man.

Nice one, sarge.

Now, there is a chance that Danny didn't do it.

No.

No.

Now supposing there was somebody trying to fit Danny up.

Any ideas?

Nobody that I know.

Hey look, I promised to help in the library tonight. I've got to go-

Stay there.

Now who's collecting from your girls while you're inside?

One of the family?

You wouldn't let the business slide would you?

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

I can check it with Vice Squad in ten minutes.

Now where was it?

Notting Hill?

Brixton?

I can break up your pitch completely.

Just like that, man.

Now.

Who's trying to fit up Danny Keever?

Okay.

But you promise you won't ever tell anybody who told you.

Well there's this old mate of Danny's, a vicious guy.

Called Eddie Cory.

Yeah I heard about Danny.

Too bad.

I bet it made your day.

They'll have to move one of us out of here.

Now he'll be doing as much time as me.

Unless we find somebody fitted him up.

You think I had a hand in it?

You threatened to get him after you'd had a fight.

Tell Danny I was asking after his guts.

Not that he ever had any.

He used to be one of your team.

I made a mistake.

You mean you clobbered a night watchman.

The stupid git asked for it.

Only Danny got soft about him losing blood.

If he hadn't made a fuss we'd got clear of the fur warehouse before Haskins turned up.

Another of your old team, Billy Peters, was in to see you.

That must have been a sentimental visit, eh?

Been checking the book, have you?

Listen Regan.

If I had fixed Danny, I wouldn't say.

But I'll tell you this

I wish I bloody had done!

Nails wet... push.

Oh it's you.

I'd like a word.

You going out?

Yes.

To see Danny.

Thought you favoured the drab look for prison?

Well I changed me mind.

What about Danny's morale?

Oh you can take care of that.

Fix yourself a drink.

No thanks, this will only take a minute.

Danny says he was wearing a green velvet suit on Saturday.

Was he?

Don't come that with me. On his first free day in years you'd remember his clobber.

What of it?

I want it examined.

The gang wore overalls, but there was a lot of dust in that bank.

Well Danny hasn't got a suit like that.

Sergeant Carter saw it. Where is it?

I burned it.

You did what?

Well I was afraid.

I thought it might give him away if

well, if he was in that bank.

It could also prove that he wasn't.

She destroyed the suit?

Stupid bitch!

It's not so stupid if he was the wireman.

You still think Keever's innocent don't you?

We haven't proved a thing either way.

Listen, guv.

It might be best if we let another team take over.

What? And let Haskins have it over me? Not bloody likely!

Put a watch on Brenda Keever for a bit.

Better still, do it yourself.

Anything you say-

Is this the report on the bank staff?

Yeah. Vetted down to their socks.

Well somebody gave that gang inside information.

Well now we're really for it.

What's the matter?

The antique dealer, had a heart attack.

They couldn't do anything for him.

He died half an hour ago.

Familiar?

The only bank I ever did was a piggy bank.

Isn't this rather unorthodox?

Won't take long.

Are the alarm systems back in order?

Yes.

But, er... have you had head office permission?

We're trying to recover your money, Miss Hepple.

May I ask why you want to study the alarms?

Well there's nobody better to guess whose handiwork it was than another wireman.

A set-up like this would need a bloke like Alf Stannard, or possibly Ginger Tate.

But Alf would be my favourite.

Right we'll pay 'em a visit.

Also, somebody must have definitely tipped 'em off about this lot.

You sure?

No chance of doing a proper job otherwise.

Too risky.

By the way, a multi tester? Cobblers!

Never have been needed.

'Scuse me love.

Is Brenda about?

No she's gone out.

Oh, said I'd buy her lunch.

Then you've been stood up. What a waste.

You can take me to lunch when she gets back.

Yeah, er... how long'll she be?

Half an hour or so.

You don't know where I could find her now do you?

No idea.

You're new aren't you?

And fresh.

I can see that.

I didn't know she had another fella.

Neither did I.

More than one bit on the side, eh?

Hardly call it that.

No, I suppose not.

Can't really blame her for trying to liven up her life a little can you?

You know about Danny?

Yeah. Stupid bastard.

Better for her if he stays inside.

Yeah. I expect so.

Danny's bad news for her.

You don't know who my rival is, do you?

Never been introduced.

He picks her up sometimes in the car.

Why do you want to know about him?

Almost like a widow collecting her insurance, innit?

I can do without the jokes.

If this gets upstairs you'll hear the rumble from here.

You were using a Home Office chit issued for taking Keever to the hospital.

I still had it in my pocket.

Anyway I didn't have a chance to use it before the old boy snuffed it.

It's against the book.

And I'm supposed to carpet you. Now what the hell were you playing at?

It was useful.

And that's all.

Danny reckons there was a tip.

Danny does?

You know? Sometimes Jack, I think there's a hole in your head

where your brain's ought to be. As big as the hole in that vault!

That could have been how they knew the layout!

Oh Well.

Enjoy yourself.

You said this branch was redesigned. How recently?

About a month ago.

The run of the bank, these boys?

More or less.

Yes, we've had everything redone.

Were the alarms already installed?

By a separate firm, highly trusted.

Still

a painter with a bit of electrical know how could learn a lot though.

Yes, I imagine so.

What? Said he had a date with me?

Hmm. Quite dishy.

What did he look like?

Thirty-ish, fair hair, plenty of chat.

You mean you didn't arrange to meet him?

Well maybe. I don't know.

You're a cool one. Well I expect he'll be back. See you in an hour.

I know him.

Phil Harrister.

He's got form.

Mostly for housebreaking.

M rs Keever?

Yes.

Who are you?

I'm one of your partners you might say.

Oh.

What do you want?

The split was less than I expected.

You got your equal share.

Nobody told me it would be five ways.

You must be mad to come round here. I think you'd better get out.

You shopped your own bloke, eh?

Vvny?

It's got nothing to do with you.

Somebody else, right?

Well that's a nice bit of business.

Frame your old man, keep him locked up.

And a tidy sum of money into the bargain.

But a bit of it is mine.

Now you listen to me.

You touch one penny of my money and you're going to find yourself in dead trouble.

All I want is the share that I was promised.

Well I shall have to ask another partner.

My partner.

Yes, I knew you didn't rig it on your own.

Come back here at six o'clock.

What do you take me for?

Come on. Where is it?

I'm warning you!

I'm telling you.

Ten thou of yours now, or else!

Or else what?

I get a message to Danny.

And once he knows

you've had it.

Alright.

Alright, I'll get it.

It's in the cellar.

You little bitch!

You are nicked, Sonny Jim.

Read about it... tore the place apart, the report said.

Lovely job we did there too, grade one finish.

Er, these your regular blokes?

Good bunch.

What's this in aid of?

The gang that did that bank they knew what they were about.

You don't think we had anything to do with that, do you?

I don't mean the robbery.

But somebody gave them the layout a rundown on the alarms.

Now look, inspector - none of my lads would touch that game!

Nobody missing from work?

No, and I can vouch for every one of them.

Don't get your brush in a tangle.

And I'll have a few words to say about our architect as well.

Yeah, I'd like a few words with him myself. Where can I reach him?

Him.

Someone you know?

Thanks.

Parish. Police.

We've got another kind of holiday planned for, you son.

Sorry, keep the change.

Not here lady.

What? Oh look. It's, er, it's, er very important

that they see these plans right away.

We've got Parish, guv. No sign of the girl I'm afraid.

Don't worry George, she's up there with Colebrook.

Huh, so he's the boyfriend.

He was the architect. He knew that bank like the back of his hand.

Crafty.

Yeah, he went a bundle on her started taking her out, living it up.

I had word with his partner.

He owes his firm a lot of money.

Some welfare man.

Been looking after his own.

M ark?

What is it? What are you doing here?

Listen.

I was followed.

When I went to collect the money. One of the gang

he wanted ten thousand.

What!

Mark, he knows who I am!

He said he's gonna tell Danny.

Well you shouldn't have come here.

What else could I do?

It might have been better if you'd paid him.

We're going to need all of the money we can get, cos if he tells Danny we've had it.

Come on, this way.

Colebrook!

Come on.

Mark!

Mark you bastard!

Stop it!

Wouldn't a divorce have been easier?

Wouldn't have been so lucrative.

Anyway, Brenda and her family have fenced for Danny and his pals in the past.

She couldn't have been sure Danny wouldn't have shopped her.