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Resync And Corrections By Chuck :O

[ominous schemey music]

♪ Falling in love again ♪

♪ What am I to do ♪

[party horn honking]

♪ I never wanted to ♪

[party horn honking]

I won't be a minute love.

[party horn honking]

[laughing]

You gonna bring one of those to work every week?

What do you want, George?

Young Miss Cyril phoned, just after you left.

Something about a lorry drag in Harlington.

Yeah?

I tried to bell you, governor.

Sorry mate, I didn't realize you were actually--

Yeah, well it was a last minute business.

What's happening then, George?

Well nothing really, not here anyway.

And Cyril put this up?

Yeah, well the boss man here

suggested it might have been Honiton.

They've got a lorry coming up from the coast.

So I sent Stan's lot down there, and I came here.

Well that's a long way out of the MPD that George,

does Braithwaite know?

I didn't have any time, governor.

Anyway, the lorry's all right,

it's due to arrive any minute.

There is another thing.

Yeah?

- Uh... - Yeah?

Stan had a shunt.

Oh here's the lorry now.

[engine rumbling]

Park right.

[Woman] Mr Higgins to dispatch immediately please.

Hey, sergeant!

[Woman] Mr Higgins to dispatch immediately please.

75 grands worth of brandy?

Oi, Jack!

They got a loo here?

A Repülő Század Témája !!

A woman who doesn't want to subject

your firm body to savage oriental deviation.

[Mumbles Thru Mask]

He just wants a massage.

Can I help you?

We've come to see Cyril, love.

Cyril!

There's a packet over the sink in the ladies.

You've let me down, Jack.

You promised me you wouldn't come here.

You've let me down, Cyril.

That lorry drag.

We've had George and half the squad

camped out at Harlington last night.

That's right, Harlington.

They said it Filberts, the wine people.

Somebody switched the Filberts I take,

but nowhere near Harlington.

Well it sounded like Harlington.

Who were they?

Two geezers, yesterday evening.

I phoned as soon as I could.

No names?

Leave off.

Well you've made Uncle Jack

and Young Georgie look a right pair of lemons.

If they come in again, I wanna know, all right?

Sure Jack.

How do you manage all this ear wigging, Cyril?

Got the place bugged, haven't you, Cyril?

Don't come in here for any quick relief,

he'll fit you up for life.

Thanks very much.

You're welcome here any time.

Looks as if you could do with a bit of quick friction.

[Regan laughing] ;D

You touch him, and I'll have the Batman on ya.

Braithwaite will go bleeding potty.

Well I'll sort him out.

Listen, you get over to Harlington,

have a word with the collater,

see if he's got a name in the frame

for someone fencing booze.

Harlington?

Yeah.

Cyril usually gets it right first time.

You take the motor, I'll get the tube.

Yeah, all right.

Oi, you're not sneaking back for a quick--

On your bike!

[phone ringing]

I must be getting old.

I beg your pardon?

Not only are policemen are getting younger,

they're getting lovelier.

Thank you.

Oh that's nice.

You know if you stay out here too long--

The collater's up in the station office.

What a shame.

What's a nice young girl like you--

WPC Kingdom here for two days probational training.

Oh.

Who are you, if you don't mind my asking?

George Carter, squad.

Awkward or suicide?

Flying.

Sweeney.

Oh.

Does that mean I'm supposed to call you sir or something?

Yeah, why not?

Oh.

Sorry gov.

This is Braithwaite, sir.

Chief constable, oh.

Oh dear, sir.

Uh, yes sir. Ahem.

I have a photograph of that too.

Yeah.

Well it seems they, lost control

trying to avoid the minibus, sir.

Hit straight off the road, into the judge's front garden.

Up here?

Oh no, that one.

you know, you don't seem like the type-- Oh!

DI Regan, sir.

Yes.

No sir.

Yes sir, indeed.

Well, I believe he had a personal invitation, sir.

Yes sir.

Yes sir.

Deputy commissioner inquired about your girlfriend.

Evidently he popped in at the end of the ladies night.

Just happened to see her pass out doing the Konga.

He also wants to know why the squad

was creating mayhem in a peaceful country village

20 miles outside the MPD at three o'clock in the morning.

Well George Carter was a bit hasty.

Hasty, he was bloody supersonic.

Deputy commissioner has issued a formal complaint.

The judge has been on to the home secretary, personally.

And we've had a writ.

From the Dumpton, Derby and Joan Club.

Yeah, well George--

He should have told me.

Yeah, well there was not a time, governor.

What's the latest?

On the drag?

Well we've got a vague description,

and we'll be doing the usual.

The fifth floor will bury me alive.

Yeah.

That all right then, one o'clock?

Okay.

You never know, I might even have a shave for you.

I'm awfully suave when I've shaved, you know.

Hello Skip.

DS Carter, CA.

Morning.

Listen, I'm wondering, have you got anything on fences?

Booze specialists, preferably.

Something special on?

Nah, not really, well Christmas is coming and all that.

She's very quiet at the moment,

but we'll go through the nominal index, just in case.

Oh, sorry sergeant, that came while you were upstairs.

[Regan] Then this minibus full of OAPs

coming hurtling round the corner.

The driver bottles, and ends up in the village pond.

Nobody hurt, fortunately.

[Carter] What happened to our fellas?

[Regan] An 80 year old ex-children's nanny

made a citizens arrest at the squad car.

Stan and his team ended up in a judges greenhouse.

What state's Braithwaite in?

He's not a happy man, George.

Let's hope there's something here to save your bacon.

Morning Mr Regan and sergeant.

What you got, Mason?

That's the place to leave it, eh?

Could have been for weeks without anyone knowing.

[engine rumbling]

Why wasn't it?

Transport manager counts them every day.

Any dabs?

Thousands, it'll take years to classify them--

Start right away, night and day

until you've identified 'em all.

Governor, can I--

Have you asked the drivers?

No, it looks as if they hoovered it out.

They were running an infrared scanner--

Bloody professional!

Governor, can I just have a quiet word with you?

What about dust, oil, mud, tire tracks?

Nothing so far, but listen I would like to have--

Sorry George, what were you saying?

Well it's about the motor really.

It's the plates.

What about 'em?

They were wrong.

-Well of course! -Of course they were wrong.

Is that all?

Well yes.

Right, have a report on my desk as soon as, old son.

Yes sir.

I'll have to put the heat on poor bloody Cyril, I suppose.

What's on your mind then, George?

Well, I want tomorrow afternoon and evening off.

Oh leave it out, mate, the bloody sky's falling in.

Yeah, all right.

But you'll have to let Cyril do the business.

[Regan laughing]

[WPC Kingdom] Here's one, sergeant.

Marriot AT.

[Collater] Tony Marriot isn't it?

Over 12 convictions for receiving.

Last time 65, 10 years, got hold of 70.

A reformed character.

[Collater] That's what he'd have us believe.

[WPC Kingdom] Should I tell the flying squad?

Sergeant Carter, I mean.

[Collater] No point.

Oh.

Nothing to go on.

But you said yourself.

Perhaps I'm just as sneak as old sergeant.

PC Lockhart, he used to beat the throw offs around there.

He's reported nothing on Marriot,

nor does anyone else, for that matter.

Lockhart.

The same boy.

I mean he can sniff stuff out better than Mickey Mouse.

I'm with him next.

Oh, you can make friend Marriot

your personal responsibility then, can't you?

Can I?

What exactly should I do?

Exactly what Lockhart tells you.

No more, no less.

I wasn't born yesterday, you know.

[Collater] Yes?

Oh uh, excuse me.

This is PC Mike Seton, sergeant.

Mike and I are in training together.

Oh, you'll be coming to join us here shortly then, hey?

Yeah, that's right.

Nice roller.

[WPC Kingdom] Belongs to the manor's master criminal.

Hey?

You know the score, Mike,

Miss Kingdom has a very vivid imagination.

Oh, yeah.

Back at two, sergeant.

Have you got a camera?

No.

Well only a little one, that is.

Can you use one, a big one, I mean?

Yeah, of course I can.

Listen, Julie.

Well you're off tomorrow afternoon, aren't you?

Tomorrow.

Oh no, I'm sorry, I can't tomorrow.

Oh.

Hello.

Hello.

Sorry I'm late.

What're you looking at?

You look all nice and rosy

like you've just come out of the bath.

Now don't let this get about,

but I've actually had about six baths

in the last half hour.

Silly.

It is very, exceedingly silly, I agree with you.

Do you want to stay here all afternoon?

No, let's go.

About 12.

Just after George left.

Yeah, it would be.

Nah, nah nothing.

Where?

But the--

Well you better be sure, Cyril.

You sure it's tonight?

Okay.

I'll be in touch.

Back at the motorway caf, where they dragged the first one.

They're winding your man up.

I doubt it.

I'm beginning to doubt everything

about this whole misbegotten inquiry.

[knocking]

Mr Marriot, isn't it?

You realize, of course, that it's an offense

to wait on a double yellow line.

Yeah, well she was picking up a prescription for me.

Chronic asthma.

[Marriot wheezing]

I see.

I'd like to see your driving license please.

Insurance certificate.

Not due for an MOT yet, is it?

You're coming on a bit strong, aren't you, son?

I thought I'd lost one.

And this is Mrs Marriot, I take it?

Who, her?

No, it's my niece.

Niece, aren't ya?

She's a bit mucky.

Fell off her bike when she was a kid.

I'd like to see in the boot, please.

Come off it, you're only nicking me for parking.

Under section 66 of the Metropolitan Police Act 1839.

I see.

Well come on then, let's get on with it.

[gentle electric piano music]

[crunching]

"Up periscope."

[laughing]

Shut it.

Hey.

It's a bit early, gov.

What's that?

[Beer Spits]

Sorry governor.

[apple crunching]

All right, gov?

Yes, yes, yes.

Fine, fine.

All right, that's that sorted out.

Great.

What do you wanna do now then?

Wouldn't mind a drink.

I like your style, follow me.

This way.

How much longer do you think?

It's gotta be night time, init?

[lovely gentle music]

[officers groaning]

[Officer] Leave it out, man.

Quiet!

See how Mike's getting on.

Right.

[Woman] You filthy beast.

A man of your age.

And the toilets are only just around--

[Mike] My dear lady.

Dog pits.

[laughing]

[panting]

I'm sorry about that.

Bloody woman.

Come on love, it's all right.

[Woman] No, we're in the car park.

They've bagged us out.

[officers laughing]

Shut up!

It's nice really, init?

Come on love, come on now.

Just a do--

[door rattling]

Your man's been on the trombone.

He recons it's tomorrow.

[camera clicking rapidly]

[camera clicking rapidly]

[camera clicking rapidly]

Oh!

[camera clicking]

Oh hello, son.

You're not having much luck with me, are ya?

Cheers.

Skip?

No thanks.

Jack.

Ta.

Crawler.

[Carter] Governor, what is the strength of this?

Well Cyril says here, before they opened.

Not holding him now, is it?

One a day.

Bill?

Cheers.

Nah, He recons they mentioned Harlington again.

Must be a geezer's name.

Hang about.

Right Bill.

[tires screeching]

What's your game?

Flying Squad mate, what's yours?

I'm company lorry.

Taking the short cut.

Why? you're early.

I've gotta be in Brum by half 10, haven't I?

What're you carrying?

Brandy, French, you know.

Come over last night.

Blimey, that's my lorry!

After it!

[engines rumbling]

[sirens wailing]

[tires screeching]

Bloody cheek!

Christ!

[truck engine revving]

The wheel's gone.

Radio, George!

Bill!

Oscar 37 MP, over.

You all right, Bob?

You're all right, mate.

I've really had it now.

You're not the only one, mate.

Governor!

The radio's had it!

[Bill coughing]

Okay, I'm done.

Righto.

Hey lads, lend a hand.

Sir.

Hold it.

Heavy mob.

Having had a very good lunch, no doubt.

Over there behind the bushes.

DCS Brookford?

DI Regan, DS Carter, sir.

I had hoped you'd be here sooner.

Still, from what I hear about recent antics,

I gather the squad has a driving problem.

No problem, sir.

Very well.

[speaking in French]

Do what?

I'll be all right now sir, thanks.

Good.

You're gonna see a lot worse than that

before you draw your pension.

A word to the wise, son.

Don't muck Marriot about anymore,

not without cause, that is.

Has Sergeant Bowyer been talking, sir?

No.

Marriot's got friends, you get my drift?

Yes.

Good.

She's a pretty girl, Seton, doesn't mean

you have to go and make a fool of yourself though, does it?

Right, back to work.

Awfully sorry I'm talking to you, I thought he'd informed.

I don't think he had anything to do with it.

Not going to drag his own lorry, is he governor?

You say so, Mr Regan.

But whoever did it didn't wait long.

What time did you let him go?

Near about four hours ago.

Made a full statement, seemed to stand up.

What did his firm say?

Hard working, good time keeper.

I see.

Keep me up to date with your inquiry, Regan?

Think he's taken a bit of a shine to you, governor.

I'm a good listener, George.

I noticed you didn't mention anything

about the deceased bottle popping

as soon as his lorry was dragged.

He must have known they'd be after him.

And we let the poor little sod go.

Yeah, it don't make sense, does it, governor?

I mean you don't top a driver

after you've nicked his load.

These jokers are breaking all the rules, aren't they?

[brakes squeaking]

[birds singing]

Hello mate.

Hello mate.

Put that camera away, love.

That's the mayor and the mayoress.

It's not the people I want, it's the cars.

Write the numbers down then.

This is more fun.

[camera clicking]

Big brown eyes or no, you are on your own

if the governors find out about

this Sherlock Holmes caper, that clear?

Perfectly.

There's no mileage in this collation lark, you know?

Just a lot of extra graft, what for?

Some CID bloke to build a reputation.

You seem very sure.

Roll on down a bit, Jim, I can't get those last two in.

[engine revving]

[camera clicking]

Funny.

Seems a bit out of place.

[Jim] Probably the plumber from next door.

[camera clicking]

[WPC Kingdom] Not next door.

[camera rattling]

This is my request for two replacement squad cars.

Turned down as a part of cut back in public expenditure.

Nothing new in that, gov.

No, well there is in this one though.

Little note from the finance department,

suggest a second hand lorry, they're faster.

I don't like being made a fool of, Jack,

especially by a bloody bureaucrat.

Yeah I know gov, but we looked everywhere.

I'd think they'd broken that truck

down into little bits and posted it off to Tristan da Cunha.

There's absolutely no one we can put in the frame.

It's taking the piss.

Excuse me, gov.

Regan.

She's not here, love.

Well at the moment that is.

Yeah, hold on.

Here.

Okay, cheers.

Braithwaite's on the turn.

Yeah, so am I.

It's as if someone's deliberately

set out to take the mickey out of us, init?

There's nothing else we can do, is there?

I've left half the team at Richmond Bridge

waiting for the tide to go out.

How's Bob?

He's out of intensive care, they'll both be all right.

Oh, she rang before you came in.

Isn't that number, Harlington nick?

Yeah.

George.

You're not doing naughties on your own doorstep, are you?

[Collater] He's the man.

Now you see what the chief was getting at.

Yes sarge.

Last one.

Okay.

[beeping]

[Seton] Sounds like a farmer.

What's he doing with Marriot?

Selling him his Christmas turkey, now forget it.

Look, there's now been three lorry thefts in three days.

And you've absolutely no evidence

that Tony Marriot was in any way involved

in any of them, now have ya?

Now look, the pair of you, you can carry on

and make fools out of yourselves,

but you're not going to make one out of me.

I call this taking liberties.

How long Mason?

Since you uh-

There's undisturbed dust all over the fuel tanks.

Unloaded before they got here.

Almost certainly, I mean there's other--

Anything at all?

Well not really.

It's possible that they broke the load down in--

Yeah okay, I'll read your report.

You know with got nowhere with the deps

from the other lot.

Yes, well.

Governor, didn't that driver say he was low on derv?

Yeah, he did yeah.

It says here the tank's nearly full.

I took that straight off the gauge.

Well they could have topped it up here.

Why?

Perhaps that poor bastard was lying.

On the other hand, why would he lie

about a thing like that?

Eureka.

[WPC Kingdom] Heroin?

Three quarter of a million squids worth.

Sounds a lot.

Worth killing for.

Does that mean that the lorry thefts

were just a blind?

No, no, they for real, all right.

But we think they dragged that lorry

for the legit load.

They didn't know that the tank was stuffed with H.

Ah.

These three drags, as you call them,

are they connected?

Yeah, we think so.

The name Harlington came up a couple of times, see.

Which is why you came to the collater's office.

Yeah, which was very lucky, weren't it?

Still, you had nothing to tell us.

We think it must be a geezers name.

Does the name Marriot mean anything?

No.

He's a receiver, well ex-receiver,

to be scrupulously fair.

He lives in Sycamore Avenue.

Does he really?

Come on, drink up, we've got to be there before eight.

I spoke to his neighbor, you see.

You nosy little cow.

You sticking to the same stuff?

We'll have one here.

No thanks.

Can I have a glass of white wine

and a bottle of lager?

He knows this farmer.

Who does?

Tony Marriot.

Not listening, are you?

Yes I am, look.

No you're not.

I am.

You haven't taken in a word I've said.

It's my job as well as yours, you know.

Yeah, until the right brain surgeon

comes along in a couple of years.

Thank you though.

Cheers love.

I'm sorry love, but look, if your Mr Marriot

was a target, your governor would put us

in the frame, wouldn't he?

[cash register pinging]

Come on, drink up.

I don't want anymore, thanks George, not tonight.

Don't be silly, it's there, go on.

Will you take me back to the section house?

But I've got the tickets.

You said you wanted to see it.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I just don't feel like it anymore.

I'm on early turn tomorrow.

Sorry.

Why don't we call it a day and go for a drink?

Not now, we're nearly on top of the place.

[engine rumbling]

Looks derelict to me.

They call that trespassing where I come from.

There'd have to be a car if somebody was about.

We're miles from anywhere.

[birds singing]

Hey look at this.

What is it?

Well it's Land Rover tracks,

and bigger ones, it could be a lorry.

Yeah, could be.

Exactly what I'd expect to find in a farm yard.

Not one that isn't in use though.

Come on, let's have a look.

[door rattling]

Breaking and entering, now that is criminal.

Listen Julie, your mate's Land Rover's round the back,

let's get out of here before we get sussed.

Oh do stop going on!

Julie.

Why don't you take a look up there?

I only wanna keep my job.

Anything up there?

Yeah, straw.

Shall we go?

Hey, wait a minute, there's something under.

Get down.

-[gunshot firing] -[Seton groaning]

You've killed him.

There's no point in wrapping it up, you blew it!

What do you mean, blew it?

Sir.

Sir.

Your daring do love, that's what blew it.

Look, we recovered thousands of pounds

worth of stolen property, and got one of the gang.

Mike and I spent out whole--

PC Seton has got two broken ribs and a broken leg.

He may be invalidid out of the force.

You're talking as though I pushed him, sir.

Didn't ya?

Where did you meet Marriot then?

At an auction.

Did he rope you in straight away?

No, it was social at first.

He took me to Amsterdam for a weekend once.

Did the clubs, you know.

Did you ever see that girl do the trick with the cigar?

No I didn't.

What happened?

Well.

[Curry Whispering Naughty Details]

Is it lit?

You don't just rush out and nick

the first thing that moves.

Oh what were we supposed to do?

Help him get away?

You wait until they come to get the gear,

then you nick 'em all.

And how do you know when they're all going to come, sir?

Well that's what I get paid

the extra for, sweetheart.

He said he just wanted to store some stuff

somewhere where he wouldn't get clobbered

for rates of insurance.

He didn't happen to mention that it was bent, of course?

No, and I didn't ask, did I?

I mean I was skint at the time.

Never got over the common market.

Hey?

Ruined the small farming, you know.

Listen, you haven't grown anything since the flood!

You're even VAT exempted in the doomsday book.

Well what do you know about farming anyway?

A site more than you know about blagging booze.

Well I knew Marriot was up to it anyway.

I put myself about a bit, you know.

'Course you do.

Yeah, 'course he does.

'Course I do, yeah.

But you now know that Marriot

was really behind it all.

Sure, we all know it was his little firm

leading us a dance, but are you going

to prove it to a judge and jury?

Curry will, sir.

[Regan tutting]

You're gonna learn more today

than you ever did directing traffic

in training school, aren't ya?

The word of one accomplice is not enough for a conviction.

By the time Marriot's brief gets through with Curry,

the jury's gonna be convinced

the poor little AC made it all up.

We could have all had a nice, tasty result, you included,

but for your bloody, bionic double act.

Next time, tell someone first, got it?

Okay.

But I did tell someone, sir.

Sergeant Carter.

And there was this Irish manager

of a football team, you see,

and he had the whole pitch water logged,

so he could bring his sub on.

[both laughing]

You ain't got another pen mate, have you?

But that's three.

I'm gonna start charging you.

I think I'll go for a leak, you all right?

Listen, could you do the tax payers a favor?

Use both sides.

We've gotta stop meeting like this, darling.

How's it going?

He's on page 12 already.

Makes Samuel Pepys look like an illiterate.

What's the word from Mason?

There's nothing worth having.

Curry did a couple of cases of brandy, that's all.

Thieving sod.

I must remember to get my pen back.

George.

Did that Kingdom bird tell you anything about this?

Like what?

She said she gave you the full SP on Marriot.

Well no, I mean she was rabbiting away in the pub,

I didn't take much notice.

She's only been in the job a fortnight, gov.

She tell you about chatting up the neighbors?

Curry leaving his landlord the right of Marrot's gaff?

I don't know.

I had me mind on other things, you know what I mean?

Yeah, yeah I see.

Anyway, the collater didn't say anything, did he?

He couldn't have thought there was any strength in it.

Well next time listen, okay?

She's a bright kid.

Right, well I'll get back to the factory

and await the masterpiece.

I'll see ya.

But Marriot was masterminding it all!

If Marriot's friend had entered a complaint

of harassment against Mike, you wouldn't

go as far as you did.

Thanks for the shoulder, sarge.

Ah! Cheer up.

They still might find some forensic in the farm.

Mr Regan didn't seem to think so.

Come on then.

Now this nice gentleman will look after you

and put you to bed.

Here George.

Oh nice one.

Listen, make sure Jack gets that, will you,

and tell him I'll ring him up, all right?

All right George.

Julie.

Listen, it's not my fault you weren't

voted the modest in place at Harlington nick, is it?

You're dead right it wasn't.

You and that bloody monster you work for

have been determined to make me look ridiculous all along.

Don't be stupid.

Sorry.

Look, let's go and have a drink.

I'm supposed to go to the hospital to see Mike.

Come and have a drink.

Do you more good than another attack of the guilts.

All right.

I've got the right money for that, hold on.

50, six.

Have you got two P?

Yes.

Cheers.

Pay the right my dear.

He's looking at you, blue eyes.

I've got brown eyes.

Cheers.

Have you really?

I'll have to get my contacts changed.

[kissing]

All right then, get it off your chest,

if you see what I mean.

Yeah.

Come on.

Well what happens now, to Curry?

Not a lot.

Gets two years probation, and the insurance company

breathes a sigh of relief.

Who counts the bottles, you or the insurance company?

Us first, that is the scenes of crimes to be exact.

Why?

Something Sergeant Bowyer said.

99, 100.

"Change ends."

What did you say your father did?

He's an architect, why?

I don't suppose he needs any space odd carriers, does he?

I don't know, I could ask him.

Wish you would.

I'm gonna be redundant soon.

[Mason laughing]

Don't you start laughing McDuff.

At least you're on overtime.

Well, at least we got most of the booze back.

Yes gov.

Jack.

What's all this I hear about you being

done up by a probationary WPC out in Harlington, hey?

What did you hear, governor?

Little birds been whispering to me.

George Carter's got an ambitious bit of skirt out there,

and he's been talking in his sleep.

So much so, this junior femme fetale's

stolen a march on us.

Well it wasn't quite like that.

No, oh it never is, is it?

Now you listen to me, Jack.

The fact that this-this drag act has degenerated

into the biggest cock up since Dunkirk

is something that I'm struggling to live with,

but there's one thing I won't have,

and that's the squad being made a damn fool of,

especially by some slip of a girl.

Sir.

Now you're his governor, Jack, straighten him out,

and you can tell him from me that if I catch him

over the side again at Harlington,

or any other nick in the MPD, he's on his bike.

I mean it this time, is that clear?

Perfectly clear, sir.

Good!

Governor, how're you?

Who's got the hump then?

He has, with you.

Not for long.

Marriot's dabs all over it.

Yeah?

751st bottle.

Four o'clock in the morning.

I had to give Mason the kiss of life.

He couldn't keep his thieving Germans off it, could he?

You might have done yourself a bit of good here, George.

[birds singing]

My car or yours?

Ensure your holiday.

[engine revving]

Those two make sure no credit comes to you.

Perfectly sure of that.

It's page one, love.

You're a wooden top, a wooly.

You're only good enough for taking

school girls across the road,

and telling mothers when their only sons

have died in a car crash.

Listening to daddys telling you

their run away daughters don't understand 'em.

Having drunken footer fans puke all over you.

Getting your head bashed in by bloody demonstrators,

and then going home and having to listen

to your over educated family tell you

you are an enemy of the working class.

You should go on the telly,

you'd do wonders for the recruiting figures.

Not me love.

I live like the flash Herberts like those two.

But she's bright, you said so yourself.

She deserves the bloody credit.

Why?

All right, she's bright, but Bowyer put her up to it,

and you yourself got Mason to say there all night

dusting those bottles.

I know.

I can't see her put down like that, not a second time.

Oh be your age, George.

All right, she's a nice kid, but you know

what she's really about, so do I.

She's in the job for a couple of years

do gooding, until some merchant banker

drags her down off the shelf.

Yeah, well I don't care.

Her name goes in my report and in my diary.

Well you're a bloody fool, that's all I can say.

You need to put yourself in, she doesn't.

How do you know what everybody needs all of a sudden?

I don't, but Braithwaite does.

Look, someone's put the bubble in about you and her.

Now if he hears one more mention

of Julie Kingdom he's going to have you

out at L Street directing traffic

and wearing a tall hat.

Julie.

Been ringing you for days.

Julie.

Cheers.

You going out tonight?

Yeah, yeah I thought I might see, you know, Mavis.

You didn't like her mate, did ya?

Well.

She's got a nice personality.

Yeah.

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