All language subtitles for The Sweeney S4E12 Latin Lady 25FPS

Resync And Corrections By Chuck

Morning.

-[birds chirping]
-[plane roaring]

[car engine roaring]

[car screeching]

[screams]

[car tires screeching]

[footsteps thumping]

[sirens wailing]

[police radio chatter]

All right son, that'll do.

-[sirens wailing]
-[police radio chatter]

[panting]

The Sweeney Theme!

[car door slams]

Thank you.

It's Meryl, Mr. Delacroix.

[Mr. Delacroix] Oh yes, Meryl, what is it?

Uh, Inspector Regan is here.

[Mr. Delacroix] Oh yes,
tell him I'll be down.

Right.

I'll be quite happy to go up.

Mr. Delacroix prefers to come down.

He wants to be careful, could
easily get a concussion.

At least you'd know.

He is a medical man I
take it, Mr. Delacroix?

Yes, a gynecologist actually.

Ah.

One of those clinics, is it?

We operate well within

the provisions of the
Abortion Act, Inspector.

Ah, sorry to disturb you, Mr. Delacroix,

but obviously we're anxious
to trace your property

as soon as we can.

Is there anything you could tell us?

Duurh..

They were wearing these
stocking things on their faces.

Well yes, I appreciate that
sir but what about build?

Can you tell us anything
about their clothes?

One was fairly tall, one a bit shorter.

Jeans, I think.

Some sort of dark jackets.

[phone ringing]

What was in the cases?

Hm? I beg your pardon?

Your suitcases.

I mean, the villains were
trying to steal them,

weren't they?

Yes they did, as you know.

Yeah, why?

What was in them?

Oh nothing, nothing of any value that is.

Personal effects that's all.

I'd be very surprised that
if your personal effects

were of no value at all.

So you've no idea why you should
be singled out for attack?

No.

None whatsoever.

Did you phone the airport?

No.

Oh no, no, not yet.

If you're quick, you might
save yourself a few pence.

I mean you were booked
on a flight, I'd take it?

[Mr. Delacroix] Uh, doesn't matter.

Business or pleasure?

Pleasure.

[Regan] Where were you going?

Switzerland.

Switzerland.

Geneva, Zurich?

Geneva.

Is all this necessary, Inspector?

I'm still rather shaken.

I understand you arrested
one of the thieves.

I would've thought you
would've got a good deal

more out of him than me,
under the circumstance.

[coughing]

Yes.

Yeah, probably right there, sir.

Now, the way I see it, star shine,

is we've got you bang to rights anyway.

Robbery, possessing an offensive weapon,

driving a stolen car and resisting arrest.

Now that's gotta be a neves, innit?

Now if you were sensible, helpful I mean,

well, we could make things
a lot easier for you.

Know what I mean?

I want a solicitor.

I've been here for 12 hours.

You can't keep me here without
letting me see my solicitor.

[Carter] Do you wanna bet?

Morning George.

You do look well.

Yeah, cheers.

Now what do you got for me?

Hey?

Knox, Sergeant.

James Alexander Knox.

Oh, yeah, uh, total blank.

That was after all night.

He's shtum and crum and
screaming for his brief.

Anymore on Dr. Delacroix?

No.

[Carter] Do you reckon they
knocked over the wrong geezer?

[Regan] I can't see 'em
making a mistake like that,

can you?

Nah.

He was going to Switzerland, weren't he?

Geneva.

Yeah, I want you to check
that for me, George.

Yeah, okay, yeah, yeah.

It's a bit nice, innit?

Wonder what she wants.

You guv.

[laughs]

I prefer these, if you don't mind.

[lighter clicks]

"What's a beautiful girl like you?"

I'm Jimmy's girl, Jimmy Knox.

He's not a criminal, you know, Inspector?

No, he's an actor.

Pardon?

For someone who isn't a villain.

He put up a very credible performance.

[laughs]

I like people who have a sense of humor.

Then you'll like me.

I'm sure.

You see, Jimmy became
involved in this by accident.

It was all my fault.

So you're the Mrs. Big

the whole of Scotland
Yard's been looking for?

I have a little money of my own.

My family in Bolivia are very good to me.

Jimmy, well you may know, he
was a promising racing driver

but after the accident, he could not go on

so he was forced to--

Drive a minicab.

His pride would not allow
him to take money from me.

It didn't stop him trying to
take it from someone else.

Oh but he didn't, Inspector.

You caught him before he could.

Not before he tried to
decapitate four policemen.

-[door bangs]
-Room service.

I thought the young lady and
yourself might like a little

light refreshment, not to
mention a suggestive biscuit.

How thoughtful.

Where have you been, beachcombing?

Senorita, may I introduce myself?

Detective Sergeant George Hamilton Carter

of Scotland Yard's Flying Squad.

Christobel Delgado.

Christobel, what a lovely name.

George.

On your bike.

'Scuse me.

Uh..

That geezer from the scrape clinic,

he booked a flight on the 10:20 to Zurich.

[Regan] Zurich? Not Geneva, huh?

[Carter] Correct.

Who's a clever boy then?

Listen Prince Charming,
why don't you go down there

and have a chat with him, eh?

Your wish is my command, O master.

Excuse me, Miss Delgado.

The only problem is, big
chief's sitting Braithwaite,

wants you back on the
reservation tout sweet.

Why?

There's a briefing.

Oh, tell him I've left already.

And guv'nor.

He's starting not to believe my lies.

I'll try.

[George says goodbye in Spanish]

Adios senior Carter.

Nah, he's a good lad, George

but he goes on a bit sometimes.

[chuckles]

Shall I be mother?

Why not?

Milk?

Now what exactly do
you want, Miss Delgado?

I should like to talk to Jimmy.

He's a very insecure
personality, you know?

If I could have a little chat,

let him know that I'm thinking about him.

He's never been in trouble before.

I'm very worried about him.

You know I can't allow that Miss Delgado.

Not until our enquiries are completed.

Sugar?

Inspector..

Tell me.

Have you ever been in love?

Yes sister?

Detective Sergeant Carter, Flying Squad,

I'd like a few words.

What now?

I did explain, Mr. Delacroix.

I wouldn't be here
unless it was important.

Oh very well, thank you sister.

I hope this isn't going
to take long, Sergeant.

I'm not feeling well.

The attack yesterday,
beginning to make itself felt.

[Carter] Oh sorry to hear that.

Yes.

If it wasn't for my list, I'd be in bed.

I think Inspector Regan
mentioned yesterday

we should like an inventory of the things

you had in those cases.

Look, Sergeant.

I explained they were
only personal effects.

Yes, I know but in a case like this,

any information we can get is a help.

Now when were you thinking
of returning from Zurich?

Uh, next Monday.

Monday.

Then why did you tell Mr. Regan

that you were going to Geneva?

Did I? How silly.

I meant Zurich, of course.

I have a small apartment near there.

Baden Wettingen.

Must have been the shock.

Baden Wettingen.

Would you have checked your
cases in as cabin luggage?

Well no, why should I?

[buzzing]

You really must excuse me,
Sergeant, I'm feeling quite ill.

Ah, sister, will you show
the sergeant out please?

I'm going to lie down for a while.

Mr. Newby will see the remaining patients.

That's all right, maybe I
can come back a little later

when you're feeling better, eh?

Yes, yes, that'll be all right.

Call the sister first, please.

[Braithwaite] These will
be the sort of people

we'll be up against.

Although some of them, we don't know when,

where or how they'll strike

and that we've got to
be ready, just the same.

Thank you gentlemen.

Excuse me please.

[books thumping]

Sorry about that.

How is it going, guv?

All right, Cake.

All right, take it nice and easy.

Leave it out, guv.

-[laughs]
-Nice one.

[Police Officer] Oi, oi.

Inspector Regan?

It's for you sir.

Bugger him.

Braithwaite.

Uh, yes, Regan's one of my men, yes.

Uh, Carter, yes, he's a
sergeant on Regan's team.

Oh really?

Oh..

Yeah, where was this?

[Regan] What's all this?

Oh yeah.

You remember when we
borrowed those traffic lights

for the disco, guv?

Traffic lights?

Yeah, you remember.

George had this theory
that he could link 'em into

the amplifier like a light show, see?

What happened?

Well, that's what the traffic
division want to know.

Oh!

Good morning, Jack, back at last.

Guv'nor.

I gave Carter a message
requesting your presence

at my briefing.

Must've been about 10
o'clock, I shall think.

Yes, well I got there guv,
but we had a spot of bother

with the motor on the way back, see.

Go and get us a bacon roll from
the canteen, will ya Jelly?

Do you want anything, guv?

It'll have to be ham or
cheese and pickle, guv.

They don't do bacon after
six o'clock anymore.

There's some union problem.

Who's running it now? Halal?

No way, they're all Muslims up there.

Well get us a cheese then,

you'd think the ham's got rabies.

Okay.

And wash your hands
before you get it and all.

Well half of us will be with
the bomb squad next week,

seems the IRA is up to its tricks again.

Their guv'nor was quite
keen to have a word with you

before the briefing and all.

Oh, I dunno why he always picks on me,

I've always tried to be helpful.

Ah well, that's just it, you see?

Ever since you and Carter
won that talent competition

at the Kilburn pub, he regards
you as the greatest living

authority on the Irish
Republican Movement.

The only I'm an authority on

is the landlord of the pub, Sean O'Connor,

and so we came to win.

Precisely, that's why he wants you

to show your face down there.

See if there's any
rumors going the rounds.

Well, I'm too young to die, guv.

Well Mr. Besic was quite keen

that you should go down there
tonight, Jack, if you could.

[phone ringing]

I don't mind having a drink
and it will be on expenses

I'd take it, but I won't get
anything out of O'Connor.

A, because he doesn't know anything

and B, because they shoot informers.

Well, the state the bomb squad are in,

I think they'd appreciate anything.

-Even a claim for expenses?
-[chuckles]

Oh, by the way,

I've had a call from the
Divisional Chief Superintendent

at East Ken.

Seems Carter's been
creating a bit of a fuss

at Campden Hill.

Pinched a tea towel from the canteen

and a packet of biscuits and
the traffic warden's mess.

Now look here, Jack.

I don't care if Carter
does cantering tricks

in his spare time but
he uses his own props.

Is that understood?

Perfectly, guv.

Right.

Now what about this face you've
got in the cells down there?

-[footsteps tapping]
-[phone ringing]

All right Jel?

All right Skip, just been getting the guv'nor

a cheese transfusion.

He's back, is he?

Had his hands full last time I saw him.

Yeah, he's been back about half an hour.

Braithwaite's in there, giving
him GBH of the inner ear.

What's all that about?

Oh I dunno, they had some
big briefing this afternoon.

I'll tell ya, it's either World War III,

or an outbreak of foot and
mouth at White City dog.

Give us a bite of that, will you?

[Braithwaite] Leave it to Division--

Christ, he'll bloody kill me!

[Regan] Three blokes--

Well, it's the responsibility
of the senior officer

to look after the welfare
of his men, right?

Right.

Give us another bite then.

This geezer from the abortion clinic.

Have you got his statement?

George Carter's checking it out.

Oh well, I'll see it later then.

Look, have another go at Knox.

If you can't make the
blag stick then bail him

on the lesser charges.

Bail him?

Leave it out, he'll have it
were in his toes, wouldn't he?

Well you gotta have more than that

if you want him banged
him at Campden Hill.

That Chief Super's a by-the-book bastard.

He's been warned about cowboys like you.

Meaning?

Oh, times are changing, Jack.

I mean you've had Knox there for 24 hours,

you can't keep people locked up

whilst you try to build
up a charge against them,

even if they are blaggers.

I need to keep him a bit longer.

We can't find anyone to identify him.

We can't even prove that

that car was the one outside the clinic.

Well all right then.

Go down there tonight and do him for

resisting arrest in Section 38,

say you want to keep him
for further enquiries.

Oh that Chief Super's
probably gone home by now.

That way you can keep him
there til morning at least.

No, I need longer than that.

Anyway, what do you want me to do now?

Charge Knox or go on the piss
with half the mix in Kilburn?

You better get down to Kilburn.

You send Carter to Campden Hill.

Ah, Carter.

Yes, sir?

No matter.

D.R. Regan will speak to you about it.

Right sir.

Right, I'll be off now then Jack.

You can bring me up to
date in the morning.

Right-o, guv.

It's a bit strong, innit George?

Yeah, I'm sorry, I was starving.

Listen, what was all that about?

It's that nonsense with the teacups.

The local Chief
Superintendent took exception

to grand larceny from his traffic wardens.

Worked though, didn't it?

With mum.

More so, I didn't expect to
you see back here tonight.

Yeah.

Funny girl.

Very peculiar attitude to life.

I could put up with it.

Dunno what she sees in
that geezer Knox, though.

No.

How'd you get on?

He went all Tom and Dick on me, didn't he?

Concussion or something.

I said I'd phone the sister,

who's not all repulsive either.

Did you pull her?

Nah, I tried.

Just got a blank.

Nah, there's too much money
there for me to compete.

You reckon?

Of course, that's what
all this is about, innit?

Old Delacrotch or whatever his name is,

he gets all these poor little rich birds

from all over the continent coming,

quick scrape for cash, no questions asked

and every couple of weeks or so,

he bungs all the poppy into a bag

and legs it to his Swiss bank.

Only this time, a clever
little firm has sussed him.

Precisely.

So?

Well it's walk away time, innit?

Listen, if we find all the money,

he's never gonna own up to it, is he?

So even if we nick all the blaggers,

we got nothing to stick on 'em.

All of a sudden, everyone
round here is taking

a very complacent
attitude to violent crime.

Where you going?

Sean O'Connor's boozer.

Is there a party?

Well if there is, you're not invited.

You're going to Campden Hill, now.

The uniform boys are getting panicky.

What, 'cause we haven't charged Knox?

Correct.

What am I supposed to do then?

Just keep bullshitting til I get there.

Hey George, remember when we
borrowed those traffic lights?

[Carter] Yeah.

[Regan] What happened to 'em?

[Carter] You let Danny have
him for his kid's school.

It was a jubilee road safety pageant.

[Regan] Jubilee?

Leave it out!

Just a minute.

Yes sir?

[Police Officer] What's your name?

[Sally] Sally Smith.

[Police Officer] What's your address?

You are one of the C-8 men who arrested

James Knox yesterday, aren't you?

That's right, Sergeant Carter.

Ah, Sergeant Carter.

The very man.

So you've been sent down to
sort things out, I gather.

Have I?

Sir.

Sir.

My Divisional Superintendent
discussed the matter

with the Flying Squad
DCS, Mr. Braithwaite?

That's right sir.

Well for your information,
Sergeant, the up shot was this,

we're not prepared to keep
men in custody in this

sub-division, unless the proper
procedure is being observed.

I see, sir.

I don't think you do, Sergeant.

You have yet to charge Knox.

Yeah, well, that's down to my
D.I., Inspector Regan, sir.

And where is Mr. Regan?

Erm..

Well he's off-duty at
the moment I think, sir.

Well Sergeant, I think you'd
better get him back on duty

because if Knox is not
charged by Inspector Regan

within the next hour, I
will release him on bail.

♪ There is nare a real care or regret ♪

♪ And while springtime is ours ♪

♪ Throughout youth's rollin' hours ♪

♪ Let us smile each chance we get ♪

♪ When Irish eyes are smiling ♪

♪ Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring ♪

It's a grand voice of the man, Mrs. Ryan.

Not bad, not bad.

He's a great friend of a brother of mine.

His people come from County Roscommon.

♪ You can hear the angels sing ♪

♪ When Irish hearts are happy ♪

♪ All the world seems bright and gay ♪

♪ But when Irish eyes are smiling ♪

♪ Sure, they steal your heart away ♪

[thumping]

Thank you madam.

[thumping]

It's midnight!

We're closed!

[thumping]

We're shut.

Give us your glass, Gladys.

Beautifully played that, lovey,

and beautifully sung if I may say so.

[thumping]

Come back, guv'nor.

All is forgiven.

It is a far, far better thing I do now,

then I've ever done.

Sláinte

[clapping]

See ya Sean, cheers.

All these good people are friends of mine.

Inspector will explain.

Yeah, there's no problem fuzz, cheers.

[police mumbling]

Why do you want to bring SPG for?

Not a bard of mine off benefit, you know.

Listen guv'nor,

Mr. Braithwaite told me you
were on a secret mission.

I've been trying to ring
you for over an hour.

I didn't know what to expect.

Oh, worried about me, were ya?

Well, not anymore.

[chuckles]

♪ There's a will one day for you ♪

♪ And if you need wheels ♪

♪ You take within your power ♪

♪ As long as you go from out of this ♪

♪ The wheel before the bus ♪

-[footsteps tapping]
-[phone ringing]

Well Inspector Regan, I presume.

Yeah, that's right sir.

I understand you got a problem.

It's you who's got the problem, Mr. Regan.

Now, look, let's not fall out about this.

We're all on the same side.

Your attitude to police procedure

forces me to question that claim.

Knox is a blagger, you
know it and I know it.

Possibly, Inspector.

You have yet to prove it

and if you leave this station
tonight without charging him,

I will have no choice but
to let him go on bail.

[door clicking]

[footsteps approaching]

You can't keep me here without
letting me see a solicitor.

Can't we?

[knocking]

Guv.

Cheers, Bill.

Bless ya.

Listen you go home, we'll get a cab.

Right, goodnight.

Goodnight, George.

Ta-ra, Bill.

You won't get a brief, until
we formulating charges.

You might cop the lot.

On the other hand,

we could put you in just
for resisting arrest.

With no previous, it'll
be a piece of piss.

By the time they get off the island,

they won't even remember
what you look like.

No, no!

How many more times?!

Look, you've got no form right?

You're a nicely young fella,
you went to a good school,

you'll probably just get probation.

Nothing, nothing, nothing!

I'll tell you nothing until
I've seen a solicitor!

Nothing!

[cups clanking]

[sobbing]

Nothing, I'll tell ya nothing.

All right.

Take him back.

Jelly!

Cop that.

Come on, on your toes.

Take him upstairs so he can
have a shower and a shave.

[Machine] Miss Delgado is out.

Please leave a message after the tone.

[beep]

Could she ring Detective
Inspector Regan on

eight-nine-seven-six-three-six-three
as soon as possible,

it's very urgent.

The Pearl of the Pampas?

The very same, George.

Inspector Regan asked me to come here,

he said it was urgent.

[shaver buzzing]

Thanks, George.

Look, I'm sorry to bring you here

in the middle of the night but--

Something's happened to Jimmy?

No, no.

Just that as you said,
he's a bit highly strung.

Well he hasn't done anything silly.

Do you still want to help him?

[knocking]

Miss Delgado pleaded to see you, Knox.

I've explained the situation
to her, she wants to help you.

Listen to her.

I..

I thought you've given me up after.

It wasn't your fault, darling.

I should've, I mean, I panicked.

You did this for me, didn't you darling?

Well I won't let you down now.

But what about the police?

What did that Regan man mean?

You know what they want.

But I can't inform, surely.

Why not?

I can't.

The police already know there
were two other men involved.

They'll kill me.

You'll be free long before them.

You can have their share of the money.

We'll be on the other side of the world

before they even think of looking for you.

My god, Christy.

Otherwise..

[snoring]

[rattling]

-[snoring]
-Shut it!

-Huh?
-Shut it ya bloody cow!

[bins clanking]

Bloody filth who told em eh?

If I find out you grassed on me.

No, no Pat, no, I'd never
do a thing like that.

You know I wouldn't,
never in a million years.

Get off.

[bag rustling]

Thumper.

Oh!

Pat!

[birds chirping]

[car doors slamming]

[knocking]

Morning Mrs. Hibberd.

Hello Mr. Regan, we
haven't seen you in years.

No.

Eddie in?

Yes, he's where he always is.

[Regan] May we come through?

Will you be taking him away?

'Fraid so.

He's been a bit naughty again, love.

Oh dear.

Well I suppose I'll better get
a few of his things together

for him.

[gunshots]

Sorry, the bastard's got a shooter.

He's trying to make the end wall.

Leave that, follow me!

Not a social visit, I take it, Mr. Regan?

Sorry, Eddie.

Tell mum.

Fine.

Don't worry, you'll be out
to do a spot of gardening

with some prison guv'nor.

-[footsteps tapping]
-[loud gunshot]

[car screeching]

[lighter clicking]

[coughing]

I should look after that
if I was you, Mr. Regan.

Sounds awfully like bronchitis.

Look Eddie, we know you and Tyler did it.

We've got witnesses.

You mean you got that poor
boy we used as a driver.

He's no use to you, Mr.
Regan and you know it.

Nobody can be convicted on
the uncorroborated evidence

of an accomplice.

Mr. Feldman's very strong on that.

In fact, he should be here by now.

Mummy always rings him straightaway.

Nobody loves a smart arse, Eddie.

Particularly another
smart arse hm, Mr. Regan?

George is back, guv'nor.

[door slams]

Well?

Dead.

Snuffed it in the ambulance on
the way back to the hospital.

We spun his gaff.

-Anything?
-Nothing.

How's her ladyship?

Ha, schtum.

Braithwaite's screaming for you.

Already?

Well get him banged up, George,
don't say anything to Knox.

We'll see you back at the factory.

[knocking]

Come.

Oh Jack.

Sit down.

East Ken sub-division are making waves.

Gale force 10.

Oh.

You've made a rod for your own back, Jack.

You've got two villains
locked up in Campden Hill,

you haven't got any
evidence of a major crime

against either of them, have you?

Well not stone bonker, not as yet anyway.

I've told you this once before, Jack.

The good ol' days are gone forever.

You can't keep villains
banged up while you decide

what to stick on them, not anymore.

You can if your guv'nors back you up.

No, it's not up to me, Jack.

That Divisional Chief
Super's got brown noser

written all over him.

You can bet your life, he's
already grassed you off

to his commander.

The Deputy Commissioner
will be onto me next.

Ah those uniformed boys,
they're the bloody mafia,

you know that Jack.

So I am to let him out?

You get two more violent
criminals back on the street?

[sighs]

You like working in the
squad, don't ya Jack?

You know I do.

Yes, yes of course.

Well, the writing's on the wall.

We got a new fifth floor now, Jack.

A uniform fifth floor.

You see what I can't understand is

why a keen squad officer like yourself

insists on doing their
dirty work for them.

Meaning what?

I'll bend the rules to win, Jack,

but I won't bend them to lose.

You have them up at west
London tomorrow or let them go.

I get the gist guv'nor.

How'd you get on?

Badly.

Gotta let 'em out.

They'll bloody well
tail it with the loot,

that's what I resent most.

Suppose Delacroix was no help?

Too ill to see me.

That's the answer then George, innit?

Blag other villains,
you'd never get caught.

Listen I was going over these
witness statements again--

And?

Well I think there was another car there.

Outside Delacroix's I mean.

Why?

You have a look, look.

[paper rustling]

A sports car, blue
according to one witness,

green, according to another.

The copper on the beat doesn't
seem to have seen it at all.

No number, nobody saw the driver.

Probably just a boggler, George.

Yeah, well, it's just a thought.

Braithwaite's right.

We got other things to do with our time.

[tutting]

Ah, as far as I'm concerned,

our uniformed masters have
deemed the robbery case

is no go so no go it will bloody well be.

I suppose there is a bright side
to all this,

gives me a chance to chat
up the lovely lady again.

[phone whizzing]

[phone ringing]

[Machine] Christobel Delgado is out,

please leave a message after the tone.

[Tone]

This is Detective Inspector Regan,

James Knox will be
released shortly on bail,

pending an appearance in
court on minor charges

of possessing an offensive
weapon and resisting arrest.

The robbery charge will be
dropped through lack of evidence.

Never in, that bird.

We better warn Knox, hadn't we?

I mean Hibberd knows
it's him who grassed him.

Yeah all right.

Not that we owe that bastard anything.

Yeah right, all right, don't panic.

Just make sure that B-12 get hold of it

before every PC in the
division has smeared

his sweaty palms over it, right?

Yeah dear, don't worry,
I'll tell the guv'nor.

Right.

When you're finished with
Knox, we'll have him.

But don't let Hibberd out
til we've all left the nick.

Right, guv.

Listen, suppose Knox doesn't want a lift?

Reserve have just been on the blower, guv.

Car found abandoned on
waste ground in Hammersmith.

It looks like Delacroix's cases are in it.

They're empty of course

but it's supposed to be covered in dabs.

[gentle sultry music]

[knocking]

Good evening Miss Delgado.

Inspector.

May I come in?

Bet you didn't expect to see me.

No, no I didn't.

I didn't realize you lived in a hotel.

Well, the lease was up on my flat,

with the uncertainty of Jimmy.

I'm surprised you use
an answering service.

Living in a hotel,

it's a bit like having a dog
and barking yourself, innit?

Pardon?

I don't understand.

[Regan] Oh it's just a figure of speech.

I use the answering service
when I went away to auctions.

Ooh, yeah.

For the antique business?

Yeah I had trouble getting
your address out of them,

the answering service.

Sometimes for a girl,
life can be difficult.

Oh yeah I know.

Er, I'm afraid Jimmy, he won't
be free tonight after all.

Why not?

We've got new evidence.

But you said there was no evidence.

You've tricked him haven't you, Inspector?

No, no, no, no, no.

We still intend in putting
Jimmy on a lesser charge.

So you will keep him out of prison?

As I said, I'll try.

And I thought Jimmy and I were going to be

together tonight.

I was surprised you didn't
come down the station

to collect him.

Um, we were going to
go away for a few days.

So what happens now?

I'll tell ya what, why don't
you let me take you to dinner?

I'm not much of a consolation prize--

You're very kind, Inspector, but really,

I don't feel like going out now.

No, of course not.

Why don't I get something sent up for you?

You've got to look after yourself, yeah?

Yes, yes just something light.

Perhaps you would like something to drink?

Yeah all right thanks.

If he does come in,

could you get him to phone George Carter?

Cheers, ta-ra.

Cheers.

Wonder where the bleeding hell he is.

Listen, do you know that boozer

he uses in Charlotte Street?

Black Bull?

That's it, yeah!

Could you give them a bell?

I think he's giving the barmaid one.

Right.

If he's not..

Oh, good evening sir.

Made better by your news.

What's the latest in?

Definitely Hibberd's and Tyler's dabs.

And the blood on the cosh is
the same group as Delacroix's.

Oh excellent, what about
chummy, their driver?

Well we charged him with the lesser stuff

and we took his dabs,
B-12 are checking them out

with the car and meanwhile he's in custody

awaiting further enquiries.

Well at least that puts Mr. Regan

in good with the uniform guv'nors.

I must say, I'm surprised
he's not here, eager for news.

Yeah, I was just trying
to raise him actually.

Perhaps he's out celebrating eh?

Perhaps.

Goodnight Constable.

Goodnight, sir.

[door slams]

Baller.

All out.

[chuckles]

[bottle clanks]

Everybody says that British
policemen are wonderful.

True.

I remain unconvinced.

Oh no, give us time, madam.

We are an acquired taste.

Ah.

Time is precious, Inspector.

Don't I know it.

Oh, that's a knockout.

Yeah, cheers Jeff.

See ya soon, mate, ta.

That was B-12, Knox's dabs
are on the interior mirror

of that motor.

It must've been the other
car seen at the blag.

The getaway.

They didn't make a very good
job of getting rid of it,

did they?

No, no it didn't.

Wish we could find Jack.

[yawning]

Can I go home soon?

Yeah I could do with a kip and all.

Mind you, he'll probably
be in here at the crack

of sparrows driving us all potty.

Feel like a drink?

Oh yeah, good idea.

Yeah come on.

[exhales]

Oh.

[Delgado] And the hall porter
did say the hairdresser

arrived at nine o'clock?

[Receptionist] Yes madam,

Simon's here but he's fully booked.

But this is urgent.

[groaning]

What's the matter Jack?

I think I've done me shoulder in.

Getting too old for this caper.

I gained a distinctly different impression

earlier this morning.

Let's have a look.

It's just there.

Mild en capsulitis probably.

Nothing serious.

You sound like a nurse.

I am what you English call
a woman of many parts.

[chuckles]

Listen I've got to go now
but will you be here today?

I mean, just in case there's
any news about Jimmy.

I'll be here, all day.

All right.

Can I use your phone?

Mm, help yourself.

I'm going to have a bath.

Adios, Jack and thanks.

[paper rustling]

Ah.

[knocking]

Come!

Uh sorry I'm late, guv.

Oh that's all right,
Jack, glad to see you.

When you went missing, we
began to fear the worst.

Yeah well, something came up.

Well it seems that your
deputy chief was wrong

and you was right, Jack.

Well, I can't say I'm
sorry to hear that, guv.

Yes, I didn't expect you would be.

Your doubty deputy,

doesn't seem to share your elation though.

No, I think that sports car was a plunk.

Plunk?

Yeah the fingerprint boys say
it was only at Hammersmith

for two hours.

They reckon it must've been in a garage

for at least 24 hours before that.

It could be your second car, George.

It was nicked, I take it?

Yes, guv'nor, last Thursday in Horsham.

Well, it's most obvious way of
leaving visiting cards that I've ever seen.

Yeah, well it could be
moody but I don't think so.

I think someone's trying
to set up Hibberd and Tyler

so they can get the rest
of Delacroix's bent cash.

Yeah, know that Tyler nor Hibberd seem

to have had their share.

So you think someone
shop the rest of the team

in order to keep the money for themselves?

Listen if we all believe
that Delacroix's sending out

bent money to a Swiss
bank, who'd know about it?

His accountant?

Well, someone looks after
the books at the clinic.

If it is registered with a DHSS.

I suppose that Christobel
bird could identify these.

Oh leave it out, she's
been trying to get him off,

isn't she?

[phone whizzing]

Hurt our shoulder, have we?

Miss Delgado, penthouse suite, please.

I see.

Thanks.

She checked out at half
past 10 this morning.

Jelly, get onto special branch,

she mustn't be allowed
to leave the country.

George, we're going back to that clinic,

bring that license with you.

We'll phone as soon as we know anything.

All right Jack, I'll make
sure a general's put out.

Oh Jack.

I hope the bird hasn't flown.

[birds chirping]

What I don't understand is,
if she did mastermind it,

then why did she hang around
Knox after we'd nicked him?

Well she knew he'd bottle
and drop the others in it,

she wanted to make sure he
didn't grass her as well.

It'll all be over by tomorrow.

You'll be home on Wednesday, goodbye.

Thank you.

-Sit down.
-[Outraged]

SIT DOWN!

Goodbye.

How ya feeling?

Better..

I think.

Do you know Christobel Delgado?

Who?

Delgado, first name Christobel.

No, I never heard of her.

Mr. Delacroix, we suspect
that you are involved in

gross tax and currency offenses.

Now as yet, we haven't
confided our suspicions

to either the Inland Revenue
or Customs In Excise,

nor is any enquiry been made

with the General Medical Council.

Inspector, I assure you, I
never even heard of Christobel,

or whatever her name is.

You never seen this woman?

She normally has dark hair.

No she doesn't.

This is Christine Delton.

Course her parents were Portuguese.

She used to work for me here
as matron when we first opened.

When did she leave?

Must be all of three years ago now.

Tell you the truth, I fired her.

The auditors found some
discrepancy in accounts.

I found out later she had a
criminal record in Australia.

Something to do with a call girl racket.

I didn't know that when
she came here, of course.

She was a highly qualified nurse.

I know. ;)

Ah, Miss Delton.

Inspector Regan, how nice.

I hope the shoulder's better,

and nice Sergeant Carter, the dumb waiter.

It's a pity about last night in a way.

It meant I had to have my hair done.

Otherwise I'd be lapping up
the inflight movie by now.

We wanna search your luggage.

[keys jangling]

Start counting.

Um, you're gonna have to come with us

to Campden Hill Police Station.

Back to where it all began, eh Jack?

Inspector?

Don't worry about old Chrissy.

Your little secret's safe with me, Jacko.

There you go then.

85,320 quid, give or take
the odd Escudo or two.

I suppose it couldn't be
considered treasure trove could it?

You check her ticket?

Yeah, Rio.

Funny, I would've put money on Zurich.

No, we got an extradition
trading with Switzerland,

haven't we?

Oh well done, Jack.

Damn close round thing.

Pretty girl.

Er, Jack, there's something
I've gotta tell you, I'm afraid.

Officially.

I had a visit this afternoon

from the Complaints Investigation Bureau.

She didn't waste any time did she?

Sorry?

Nothing.

Well it seems an accusation has been made

about a set of portable traffic lights.

[laughs]

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