Original subtitles

Resynced By Chuck

You're very punctual.

Interested?

[Steven] Very.

Yeah, thought you would be.

[Steven] Can we meet?

[Vic] Later.

[Steven] What's the deal?

The first sniff of the law,

no one will ever see that money again.

I understand, Mr. Labbett.

[phone disconnects]

[funky inquisitive music]

Give us a couple of apples please.

Yep.

That's 10p.

Don't get any cheaper, does it?

There ya are, great, thank you.

Hello? Hello?

He, Hello, Mr. Regan, it's Alice here.

[Sweeney Theme]

Are you sure?

Well, would I of gotcha out the kip if it weren't?

Vic Labbett?

I used to work for his misses when he was away.

He's supposed to be somewhere in Europe, Alice.

Look, it was him!

Bins and a beard?

Anyone can grown a beard, she had photos him everywhere,

his misses did.

It was him!

Huh, all right, if you think I'm wastin' your time.

No, no, it's not that, love.

Here.

Cor blimey,

that should buy me a couple of pounds of sugar.

This checks out, Alice,

I'll buy a new feather duster, love.

[chuckles] Cheeky devil! [laughs]

[George] If he's back,

it can only be for one thing, right?

[Regan] 410 grand in foreign currency.

You weren't around then, were ya?

[George] No, I read about it.

Yeah, the press hounds thought it

was their second Christmas--

Here are lads.

-Cheers, boss. -Cheers.

Int there supposed to be two of 'em though?

Well Labbett said no but we knew.

Any idea who?

Not really.

No, we saw all his known associates.

Saw a lot of faces, heard a lot of alibis.

Do you know where toerag Smith said he was?

Seeking spiritual guidance,

he was with some hippy slag in Leicester.

Lucky toerag.

He'll end up in an oxygen tank.

Listen, do we have to go through all that again?

All Labbett's fan club?

Well Haskins is arranging more men.

We better go and see Mrs. Labbett.

I don't know if you're aware, Mr. Vein,

but there was a misunderstanding

concerning the bank insurance.

An infringement on the contractual laws of the policy.

I won't go in to details

but we have to cover the loss ourselves.

Yes, I heard.

The recovery of the money,

even a positive percentage of it would be a,

how shall I put it, financially therapeutic.

You realize the, the implications of Labbett's offer?

Apropos the police.

Labbett is a very clever and a very cautious man.

He has a lot to lose.

So, have we, Mr. Sterndale if we aren't equally cautious.

There is no insurance company involved.

When the money is recovered,

it's quite simple to filter it back.

No one need ever know except you and I.

And Labbett.

His offer is surprisingly reasonable,

100,000 in gem stones.

Yes, well that's all he'll be able to get

if he fenced the stolen money.

A quarter of its real value?

Diamonds are a much better deal for him,

more convenient, you can go anywhere in the world,

they're an international currency.

Of course, if you were agreeable,

we, we could play Mr. Labbett's game

with a slight variation on the theme.

Get the money back and the diamonds.

If the police--

Forget it, Sterndale.

You try and outthink Vic Labbett

and you're gonna end up with a chalk line round you.

Vic's been seen.

Where?

He's back.

In London?

This morning.

I don't believe it.

He's grown a beard and he's wearing glasses.

You're mistaken, Inspector.

We don't think so.

You think he's here?

You think that I--

We know he's not that stupid.

And we hope you won't be.

He's my husband.

He's a wanted man, Mrs. Labbett.

Half the police in London are lookin' for him,

any liaison with him could mean trouble.

How olds the boy now?

[Sally] Seven.

At school?

Yes.

Does he know about Vic?

Er, we'll see ourselves out.

Hello, Ron, look, I've got to see you.

Soon as possible.

No, no, not here.

All right, when?

No, I can't talk about it on the phone.

I felt sorry for her.

She wouldn't of thought twice about spendin' the money

if we hadn't of nicked him.

I dunno.

You just wanted to squeeze her toothpaste.

Tell you what, if she knows anythin',

anythin' at all, she's gonna be on the move.

Look, I'll tuck meself round the corner.

We keepin' you up, dear?

[chuckles] I just got a kip when Alice the Mallace

is on the phone bendin' me ear.

[car engine starts]

George?

I'm gonna see Sterndale, keep in touch.

Yeah.

Thank you.

My wife thinks Veronica is too thin.

I could give her some exercises.

It's been a long time, Inspector Regan,

it is still Inspector?

I don't play golf.

That's all right, you sit down.

Erm, sherry?

No thank you, sir, I'm on duty.

I seem to remember that you were a whiskey drinker.

A little water, no ice, thank you.

Well, how can I help you?

Vic Labbett's back.

You serious?

Very.

When did you know?

A couple of hours ago.

Has he been arrested?

Give us time, Mr. Sterndale.

Yes, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking,

I don't quite understand.

You don't seem to pleased.

I'm rather startled to be absolutely candid,

somewhat disorientated.

When Labbett escaped and got abroad I,

we at the bank, naturally thought that was the last

we should ever hear of him or of the money.

Do you think there's any chance of getting the money back?

If we can find Labbett.

Do you still believe that the money

never left the country, Inspector?

I'd bet my pension on it.

And that's why Labbett is back.

And if you had half a million hidden away,

wouldn't you take the chance?

I take your point.

Is there anything I can do?

Not at the moment, no.

I just thought you'd like to know and I was passing.

That was very thoughtful.

That's the best malt I've ever tasted.

Here we go.

She don't look like she's goin' shoppin', come on.

[upbeat music]

Take it easy, not too close.

Stay with her, Stan.

[Stan] She can drive.

[George] Yeah, she's sussed.

Get extra points if they're on a crossing.

[Stan] Whoops!

[car tires screech]

[George] If you lose her, Stanley,

you'll be back mending punctures.

[doorbell rings]

Hello, Sal.

What's up?

What's the matter?

It's Vic, he's back, Ron,

Regan's been round.

And you came straight here?

I was very careful!

Yeah.

Well he had to come back sometime.

[eerie music]

I forgot how damn cold this country was.

Mr. Labbett?

What's the verdict?

Sterndale agrees.

100 grand?

Yeah, he's contactin' Hatton Garden,

it can be done without arousing any undue interest.

24 hours?

That's not very long.

Long enough.

How do I contact you?

You don't.

You sure Regan isn't playing games?

You can never be sure with that one.

Yeah, he's a real bundle of fun.

When Vic was on remand in Brixton

I remember him tellin' me he'd been nicked

by the sharpest bastard in the job, they were his words.

Well, perhaps he's trying it on.

No, Vic's back, I can feel it.

The only thing we can do is wait.

If you contacts you, Ron,

tell him I've got to see him.

Tell him about the boy, how he misses him,

tell him nothings changed, I love him.

Sure, Sal.

I can't go on, Ron.

Explain to him, will you?

Explain what it's like never knowing,

living from day to day as if.

Aw, come on, girl, we'll sort it out, eh?

Vic always said you were the only real friend he had.

[chuckles] I'm surprised Regan hasn't been round already.

You're clean, Ron.

He'll put the hand on all Vic's associates with form first.

That should just about give us enough time.

I don't think you ought to come here again.

[Whistling]

Oi, what you got under your arm?

Hairs, guv'nor, what you got under yours?

Comedian!

Oh, here they come, Handsome and Gristle.

Sorry, 'guv.

He talks too much, George.

He's not a happy man.

Listen, shall we go and have another word with Mrs. Labbett?

Oh, she won't tell us anythin'.

Well do you think she knows where Labbett is?

Nope.

Well where was she goin' in such a hurry?

To see someone special about Vic's prodigal return.

You think she's got a big of nookie?

No, not Sally Labbett.

It's three years, 'guv.

I mean the old hormones get a bit frisky, don't they?

She's a one man woman, it's rare these days.

Well where was she goin' then?

Well who else would wanna know?

Mr. Mystery?

That's right, Vic's hod carrier from three years ago,

he hasn't been paid yet.

Kay, Kay Nolan?

Yes?

My name's Ron Brett.

What do you want?

We can't talk out here.

What do we have to talk about?

Vic.

How did you know about--

Vic and you?

Well let's just say I knew, eh?

-Does his wife-- -No.

He was polite, too polite.

Maybe he thought you wanted to open an account.

I reckon he knew Labbett was back.

Oh, leave it out, 'guv, we only knew six hours ago.

Labbett contacted him.

A deal?

Well, why not?

It's better to get the money out or do a deal.

There was no insurance.

Well all the more reason.

Nah, Sterndale would of rung us.

If Labbett did make contact,

Sterndale'll be under strict instructions,

blind, dumb and daft

or he'll never see a dirty Deutschmark of that poppy.

Labbett's got a go between, a fixer.

Any idea who?

That's what we've gotta find out, innit?

France, Denmark, North Africa, he keeps moving,

haven't heard from him in months.

He's back.

Back?

He was seen this morning.

Fool.

Look, I have to speak to him.

They'll get him.

What was that inspectors name?

Regan.

Vic said he was a bastard.

Does Regan know he's back?

Yes.

What's Vic playing at?

Look, I want to help but I can't help

if he's gonna play hard to find,

now tell him that, he'll know where to find me.

Will you do that?

What're you after?

Money?

Well half that poppy's mine, darlin'.

It was you with Vic three years back.

Yeah, didn't he tell you?

No, no he didn't.

Yeah, well I got him out.

So you can see I don't want him to go and be nicked

anymore than you do.

Now I reckon he'll come here

'cause no one else knows about you.

What about Regan?

If Regan knew about you

they'd be one of his cowboys under your bed right now.

My home and business numbers,

there's always somebody who knows how to get in touch.

I know what you must think of me.

Vic's mistress.

Yeah well, it's none of my business.

He's given you 24 hours.

Veronica, get me Mr. Rosenthal.

[Veronica] Yes, sir.

The sooner we get this over with,

the sooner Labbett can get back to Portugal

or wherever it is he buries himself.

Yes.

And if the police get a sniff of him

they'll be all over us.

Mr. Labbett sounds too ingenious for that to happen.

[Veronica] Mr. Rosenthal isn't available, Mr. Sterndale,

I have his secretary.

Tell her to get him to ring me as soon as he comes in,

it's very urgent.

[Veronica] Yes, sir.

Damn.

Relax, you've got 23 hours.

Hello, Carter?

No, he's out with Mr. Haskins?

When?

Yeah, all right, Daniel's.

Yeah, cheers, I'll tell him, ta-ra.

It's like talkin' to a half hundred weight

of condemned veal.

Listen, Daniel's just phoned,

he's recognized one of Sterndale's appointments.

[phone ringing]

[Regan] You never have time to get tea

in this frontier.

[suspenseful music]

Well?

Steven Vane.

He went in to see Sterndale about three o'clock,

he was in there for half an hour, 'guv.

Who is he?

He's a loss adjuster, well he was.

He used to work a couple of major insurance companies

'till he got himself into a bind over some stolen paintings,

about this time last year,

then it came to prosecution.

He's bent?

[scoffs] Bent as you can be without getting nicked.

Last time I saw him, he was barkin' at the porcelain

in some Richmond pub.

He could be the fixer,

the go between with Labbett and the bank.

Yeah, why else would Sterndale

have anything to do with him.

This is good, George.

Can I get back, 'guv?

Yeah, I'll send someone out to replace you.

Listen, I'm gonna switch the major surveillance on to Vane,

stitch him right up, get everybody in, George,

no excuses, we've got nothin' on that can't wait

for a couple of days.

Right, 'guv.

I wanna know every move Vane makes, round the clock,

if he belches, I wanna know about it.

[suspenseful music]

Thought you'd given that up?

Vic!

[Smooch]

-Hello. -Hello.

I missed ya, Kay.

Beard suits you.

You haven't changed, not a scrap.

I'm three years older.

Aren't we all?

I thought you might of forgotten me.

Don't say that.

Well, I mean, all those exotic, continental women.

[laughs] You know me better than that.

Was it bad, love?

Well, a bit lonely.

You look done in.

I haven't had a good nights sleep for three years.

Come on, upstairs.

Do you still have the same bed?

Nothings changed, Vic.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

27 across, a head long fall

is extremely dangerous for Australians.

I knew an Australian bird once,

she had a squint and long fingernails.

Make your eyes water.

I love you, Kay.

You don't have to say that, Vic.

I never say anything that I don't mean.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Yes there is.

Ron Brett was round earlier.

Ron?

But he doesn't know about you.

He knew where to find me.

How?

He wouldn't say.

He wants to see you.

He knows that I'm back?

But nobody knows but Vane and...

What did Ron say?

Regan went to see your wife.

Regan?

That's all I need!

Why the hell didn't you tell me this before?

I'm sorry, Vic.

Sorry?

I haven't seen you in three years!

Yeah?

Get out, now Vic, while there's still time.

No.

I'll come with you, if you like.

Anywhere!

We can start again, I can work, please, Vic.

I can't leave just like that,

I've got arrangements to make, I need money.

I've got some, nearly 2,000,

I can get it in 20 minutes.

Two grand wouldn't buy me a ride in a paddle boat

on a pond.

I've got 400,000 pounds coming.

I thought it was that.

I've got a deal going, least I thought I had.

That moneys bad news, Vic.

Ever since you did that bank it's bought you,

your family, me, nothing but unhappiness.

Don't get sentimental with me, Kay!

One things kept me going for the last three years,

one thought, the money.

Thanks!

Thanks a lot.

It's good to know how important you are to someone.

Oh, come on, Kay.

I'm beginning yo understand how your wife must feel.

[Finger Slap!]

I'm sorry, Vic!

I want your car.

[Kay] I shouldn't of said.

I don't understand this.

Vic?

Vic?

Vic, it's Ron.

You've still got a voice like a demolition ball! [laughs]

Vic!

How are ya, son?

Worried.

What's this about Regan?

He paid on Sal, said you'd been spotted.

Spotted?

Not set up?

Nah, Vic.

Good.

Who'd set you up, Vic?

Ah, forget it.

Are you back to collect?

Nah, I come to get a sun tan! [laughs]

Sal's in a bit of a state.

Yeah, how's the nipper?

Oh, he's great, he's a knockout, he's at school now.

You'd be proud, Vic, she's a great mother.

I know.

She wants to see you.

Yeah, well, you know.

I can arrange it Vic, just give me the word.

No, wouldn't help.

Look Vic, it's none of my business but--

That's right, Ron, none of your business.

If that's the way it is.

How did you know about me and Kay?

I saw you with her one night.

You didn't notice me, you were too preoccupied.

So I made a few discreet inquiries.

Did ya?

Made a few discreet inquiries, did ya?

Does Sal know?

Oh, come on, Vic!

Who'd tell her?

Well I don't want her to know, ever.

I want you to make a few arrangements for me,

cost a bit but I'll pay you out of my share.

That's my boy!

When you gonna collect?

When you've made the arrangements.

Boom boom!

[gentle funky inquisitive mellow electronic music] :P

[water splashes]

[metal clunking]

I thought we agreed

that you weren't gonna come here anymore?

I had one of Regan's men round this morning,

he was asking me when I last saw you.

I want to see Vic.

It's too dangerous.

Regan's got his men everywhere,

Vic's gotta get out.

[Sally] Without seeing me at all?

That wouldn't of been difficult

-if he hadn't of been spotted. -Wouldn't it?

Vic's thinking of you, he's trying to protect you.

[Sally] You've seen him?

To make arrangements.

He needs contacts, money.

That's why he's back, isn't it?

We've had a long wait, Sal,

but it hasn't been easy for Vic.

I wished to God you'd never done the job.

Oh, Sal.

I knew, I knew at the time it'd turn sour!

I said so but Vic wouldn't listen.

You can't turn back the clock, Sal.

What am I supposed to do?

Wait another three years?

Five years?

10 years?

It's no different to Vic being inside,

at least I could visit him in prison.

It'll be different when we get the money.

Will it?

Look, Vic'll sort it out,

he'll send for you and the boy.

What am I supposed to say to David?

He's not a baby anymore, he asks questions.

Do I tell him his dads dead?

No!

Why not?

Get it over with, get Vic out of our lives.

Look, I gotta go, Sal, I gotta see a man about a plane.

You're going to see Vic again.

Yes.

Let me come with you, Ron.

[Ron] Sal.

Please!

Please, Ron, do this for me.

Vic said no.

Why?

Why won't he see me?

I'm late as it is.

There's something you're not telling me,

is it something I've done?

Is it something Vic thinks I've done?

Oh, you know there's been no men, Ron.

Oh for god sake, Sal, I can't make Vic see you

if he doesn't want to!

Look, I didn't mean it like that. Now look...

I've got to go, Sal, now, have a drink,

I'll be back in an hour.

[glass smashes]

All right, Stanley,

let's stick a tow rope on him this time.

Any problems?

No, not so far.

Came straight here, parked, straight in.

He's gone to collect 100 grand in diamonds.

Diamonds?

Sterndale brought 'em from a straight Hatton Garden dealer

called Rosenthal,

I've just come from him.

He said the banker wasn't interested in color,

weight, cut, anythin', just wanted 100 grands worth.

Rosenthal said it was like buyin' a bag of peanuts.

Here, hold up.

It's on, George.

You'll get a petal for your courtesy days

if you don't lose him.

[upbeat music]

[suspenseful music]

We'll give him five minutes.

You're late.

Yes, Sterndale kept me.

Is that it?

Yeah, got the diamonds?

It's been an experience

doing business with you, Mr. Labbett.

Wonderful.

You stupid, greedy little git.

What?

You've done a deal with the filth.

No, look I promise you--

With Regan!

[gunshot]

[Hit em while he's down!]

[suspenseful music]

[car tires screech]

Take it easy, son.

Where the hell is he?

I think he went over there, 'guv!

Well what are you doing standing around

looking like a modaway breakfast, get going!

I think I'm better with half a dozen old ages pensioners!

Vic!

Stop!

[gunshots fire]

You all right?

[Man] Yeah.

Where's Labbett?

I dunno, 'guv.

What are you doin' poncin' around with him then?

He's not dyin', is he?

You two, up that end, go on.

[psychologically jarring suspenseful music]

Let's get down there and get those exits blocked.

[police sirens wailing]

Check him out and don't take all night!

Oh dear, oh dear.

What do we do now then, 'guv?

Let's all go ice skatin',

with a bit of luck we might break a leg.

[Police Radio] Alpha three one, go ahead.

Cow!

[phone rings]

4511?

Vic!

Where are you?

Yeah, yeah, it's all arranged.

What?

Gimme that again, hang on.

Yeah, about 45 minutes.

What?

Are you all right?

Hey, Vic, have you got the money?

[phone disconnects]

Vic?

[doorbell rings]

Kay Nolan?

Yes?

Detective Inspector Regan, Detective Sergeant Carter,

may we come in?

What for?

About your car.

What about it?

Can we come in?

It must of been stolen.

Did you report it stolen?

I've been asleep.

Your keys.

I left them in the car.

Do you always leave your keys in your car?

I, I wasn't feeling well.

How long you known Vic Labbett?

Who?

Labbett.

I don't know him.

Yes ya do.

You've got no right to barge into my home and accuse me--

An hour ago Vic Labbett shot and killed a man!

He also shot a police officer.

He's armed and dangerous.

He'll kill again if he has to.

Oh, Vic.

We've got to find him.

Vic?

Vic?

[Kay] And then he took the car.

-Do you know where he went? -No.

Did he say anything about--

You know Vic, he doesn't say much.

'Guv?

Haskins has sent someone down to nick Ron Brett.

Well get down to the local factory

and get someone to take her statement.

Then we'll go and see Sally Labbett.

Are you going to tell her about me?

If I have to.

Vic was right, you are a bastard.

Where's the money, Vic?

I'll kill that Regan.

The money, Vic!

The money!

I hid the money in a factory!

I went to collect it and Regan was waitin'.

How did he know?

Even I didn't know!

Who did you tell?

No one.

Kay?

Did you tell that little scrubber?

Shut your mouth!

You're gonna get me away, Ron.

Put the shooter away, Vic.

If Regan gets me again--

Put it away, Vic!

He gets the both of us.

Three years I've waited, Vic.

Three bloody long years!

Vic Labbett, Mr. Big!

Shut it, Ron, shut your mouth!

Three bloody long years, Vic!

200 grand!

How did Regan know, Vic?

Perhaps you talk in your sleep,

perhaps Regan's bloody psychic!

That lousy cousins really screwed you, Vic,

you said he would, remember?

He screwed us both!

Kay was right.

That poppy's brought us bad luck.

Stay there, if Brett comes back, nick him.

Bad breath, parking on a yellow line, anything,

just nick him!

Is Vic with Brett?

Probably.

[Regan] Where?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Look, Sally, I'm giving you a last chance.

Leave me alone, just leave me alone!

Do you know who put us on to Ron Brett?

I'm not interested.

Kay Nolan.

Who's she?

Vic's mistress.

Liar!

We just came from her.

Vic wouldn't, I'd of known, Ron would've told me.

Well he didn't, did he?

Vic's known her for five years.

No!

You're lying!

You're always lying, Regan, it's second nature to you!

She lives a muse house in Kensington.

Vic brought the lease for her.

He was with her this morning.

Ron's arranged a plane.

Where from?

I'm not sure but if it's like three years ago,

there's a farm, they use one of the fields for landing.

Where?

Burt Simmond's place, Ottershaw.

[sighs] We're early.

Hmm.

I'll have to settle up with you later, Ron.

200 grand?

What do you suggest?

Postal order once a week?

You'll have to settle up with Sal,

she thinks the word of ya.

I'll send for her and David when I get it together.

[police sirens wailing]

Where the hell is he?

Take it easy, Vic.

[police sirens wailing]

Look after Sal and the boy for me, will ya?

-Keep in touch this time. -Yeah, yeah.

[plane engine whirring]

[police sirens wailing]

Bloody law!

[upbeat music]

Hope you're bloody insured!

Hello, Vic, enjoy your holiday?

Oh, great.

Hey, Regan?

How did you know?

About the plane?

About the money.

Hasn't Vic told you?

'Bout his little deal?

With the bank?

Deal?

[tuts] Naughty Victor, secrets.

I thought you two girls were mates?

I think you London policemen are wonderful.

What's he on about, Vic?

Where are the stones?

The diamonds!

You've been cattled, Mr. Brett.

Where are they, Vic?

Hmm?

What, what diamonds?

You're gonna tell me where they are.

Oh yeah?

Am I? [chuckles]

Vane's dead.

What he do? Get run over?

He didn't tell us anything, you know.

Look, will somebody let me in to this conversation?

What diamonds and who's Vane?

He's used you, Kay, his misses, all of ya.

He's like that.

What's he on about, Vic?

It's all over, Vic.

That's what you said three years ago.

It's different now,

you haven't got a friend left.

Okay, get 'em out.

What diamonds, Vic?

There aint no diamonds,

he's a nutter 'int he?

[George] Another lift, 'guv?

No.

Resynced By Chuck

[Mellow Sweeney Theme]