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Would you excuse me?

You are alone and no drink, enjoy!

Oh thank you Leonard.

Perhaps I should address you as Sir Leonard.

Not until it's announced in the New Years honors list.

You must be very proud?

Oh I am, well, it's a great honor.

Who would believe a boy from the East End,

knighted for services to industry.

Endeavor has its little compensations.

And its ironies too, eh John?

Irony?

It used to be me who called you, Sir.

[chuckling] You were always an enterprising chap.

Even as a squaddie Leonard.

[sinister synthesizer music]

[dinner party piano music]

Uh, excuse me.

Who are you and what do you want?

You got my calling card I see.

I repeat, who are you and what do you want?

I know you're moving in exalted circles

these days Mr Gold.

But civility costs nothing.

The names, Collins, I used to have a brother.

As a matter of fact, he was in the same mob

as you in Malaya.

Company clerk he was, just a pen pusher.

Not a man of action like you,

but done his bit for King and country, know what I mean?

He died recently, but he left me,

what you might call: a legacy.

Matter of fact, that's part of it.

Well, I reckon, its got to be worth, what?

50 grand?

"The Sweeney: Main Theme" by Harry South No Foreign Language This Time!

[Jimmy] D.I Green C11, I thought you might like

a butchers at that lot.

[Jack] Ta!

Ah, Regan, you're not too busy at the moment are you?

No, I am just having a shifty.

The Assistant Chief Commissioner's desperate for a report

on all the search warrants we obtained and the convictions

they led to in the last 12 months ending December.

Oh, leave it out Guv,

there's ten bloody units on this one.

I, do know that.

I'll have to question all of them.

The warrant register doesn't show convictions,

only property recovered, it'll take me ages.

Get Carter to assist you.

Oh, come on, why me?

Because I'm your superior officer

and I'm telling you to do it.

Is there an answer to a question in the house.

Rather undermines any argument

I might stick up then, don't it.

[D.C.I Anderson] Just get on with it.

[Secretary] Global Security Services.

[Leonard] Major Masterson please, this is Leonard Gold.

[Secretary] Just a moment Mr Gold.

[telephone buzzing]

Hello Leonard, how are you today?

I have a problem, John.

[John] Oh?

I need to talk to you about it, but not on the phone.

I'm at home, do you think you could come on over?

What, now?

No!

Oh that's terrific innit, why me?

Because, as your superior officer, I am telling you to.

[John] You don't seem exactly camera shy here, Leonard.

I was under your command.

Not to pose for mementos.

It was you who gave the order for that.

The orders for those little expeditions

came from a higher authority than me.

You do realize what this would do to me

if it ever became public?

I can't see the New Years honors list sporting your name.

It would ruin me socially altogether.

And my business would suffer.

Who'd want to do business with someone associated with that?

You could simply pay the man.

Never!

I grew up amongst scum like that. [Scoffs]

Pay'em off and they come back for more.

You've got to help me.

I have?

You think if the media got hold of this

you'd come out of it Mr Clean?

You seem to forget that I was a mercenary in Africa.

I doubt if my involvement would come as much of a surprise.

It's you who are forgetting something, Major.

Oh?

Who was it you came to for help, when you retired

playing soldiers and wanted to start your security business?

I did approach other prominent businessmen

apart from yourself.

And did they give your the volume of business I gave you?

Continue to give you.

I see, what is it exactly you expect me to do?

I want this bastard Collins stopped

from giving me aggravation.

I want whatever material he's got to do with that.

That's what I want.

And with your connections and your specialist skills,

it shouldn't be too difficult.

[John] When do you expect him to call again?

[Leonard] Tomorrow.

[John] Well, you must try and stall him

as long as possible.

I need time to get organized.

Yeah, well he's here at the moment Guvnor, you--

Tell him yourself.

What's a matter?

Says he's too busy at the moment to be bothered

with crap, like, returns of warrants.

Mr Green from C11's got some more for your Guvnor.

More what?

Initial surveillance on one Harold collins.

Candidate for target list.

Yeah, I forgot about him.

Didn't you feel his collar a year or so back?

Yeah, for all the good it did.

He got a not guilty at the Bailey.

You got the right hump about that, didn't you?

Yeah. A jury consisting of bleeding hearts and morons.

Yeah, some you win, some you lose.

That's an original thought George.

I must remember that.

What's he been up to?

Ducking and diving, you know,

There's nothing I can see, that really stands out.

I don't believe it, a professional like him?

Never stops grafting.

Here Gerry, you're not doing anything.

Cop a hold of that.

[Jack] C11?

Jimmy Green there?

Priority, you understand?

[Jack] I'll wait!

And as your superior officer.

[Jack chuckles mischievously]

[telephone buzzing]

Yes?

[Secretary] I got Mr Logan and Mr Wade have arrived, Sir!

Send them straight in will you?

[Secretary] Yes, sir!

[knocking at door]

[John] Come in.

Logan, and Wade.

How are you both?

Fine Sir, how are you?

Oh, a bit desk bound, but bored stiff.

I'm hoping to change all that.

Do sit down.

-Problem? -oh...

Caught a bit of shrapnel, Sir, Ethiopia.

It's on the mend.

Good.

The agency tells me that you were in Angola before that.

How was it?

Well, think it might have been better if you'd been with us, Sir!

Yes, they also told me you only just got out in time.

Not so good for you chaps.

Political climate as it is nowadays.

Yes, Sir!

Anything else in the pipeline?

Not at the moment Sir!

Good!

Good for me that is.

See, I need help.

The sort of help that only chaps like yourselves

can give me.

I need men I can trust and rely upon to do a discreet

and professional operation.

It'll mean us working together as a team again.

Interested?

[George] Cor, look at the state of that.

[Jack] Schwarzes?

[George] Yeah!

[Caribbean accent] Never you mind the color,

just feel the width.

[laughter]

[Jack] Hey up!

[sinister rock music]

[Harold] What d'you mean, you want more proof?

You think I'm gonna pay out 50 grand

for one miserable photograph?

No, I told ya, pay on and you can have the rest.

What does that amount to?

Oh, come on Mr Gold, you know.

I know you could be full of bullshit.

D'you think I got where I am

by being intimidated by offal like you?

Slaughtering helpless women and kids

makes you Mr Wonderful, does it?

Now, what's a villain like collins doing

visiting a millionaire like Leonard Gold, George?

I dunno, but whatever it is,

you can bet your like it ain't cosher.

I could have you keeping company

with the rest of the sewage in the Thames.

Do you know that?

Not while I'm holding the transcript of the regimental

inquiry into that little turn out in Malaya, eh?

I see!

And if I pay you, do I get the transcript and the negative?

Yeah, of course!

I shall want proof that you actually have these items.

Fair enough, I'll tell you what.

I'll show you a few pages of the original report.

That'll convince you.

Very well.

Nice to do business with you, Mr Gold.

No need to see me to the door.

I'll let me self out.

You heard?

Yes!

I do believe our friend Collins has made a tactical error.

I thought, if you could give me a sort of letter

of introduction to the bank manager explaining who I am,

and that, I could have a look in my brothers

safety deposit box for me papers.

I'm afraid it isn't as simple as that, Mr Collins.

Oh?

You would need to be granted letters of administration

before you could get access.

And who do I get those from?

Me.

Ah, well, no problem then is there.

Actually, I would have to see the contents

of the safety deposit box.

[Harold] Why?

All your late brothers assets

have to be registered, Mr Collins.

Mainly for the Inland Revenue.

For the purposes of capital transfer tax.

Death duties.

Any valuable asset your brother may have possessed.

Leave off, my brother?

He was only a jumped up clerk.

He owned his flat.

And any case I would have to verify.

You mean, you'd have to be present

when the box was opened?

You've no objections have you?

What?

Oh no, course not.

I presume there's a key somewhere.

To the box.

Um, dunno!

Suppose so.

Well, see if you can find it and bring it along here.

We could then go along to the bank together.

Yeah.

[George] I'm beginning to think we'd be better off back

at the factory with those boring bits of paper.

[upbeat disco music]

Beautiful baby, okay, all right! All right!

Arms up, arms up, arms up!

Beautiful, oh yeah, yeah.

Woo, la, la, la.

Mmm, crazy, crazy man, all right.

Yeah!

Hey, be with you in a minute man.

OK baby. Ah, on your knees.

Beautiful, mmm, ah yeah.

Leroy Hensley Garner.

Got a studio flat up there.

He's a pretty shrewd spade.

Not much form, a bit of pouncing seven years ago.

Possession of pot.

Nothing lately.

Seems to make a living out of photography.

Soft porn in the guise of artistic poses.

Suspected of being into the hard stuff as well.

Lives cosher with one of his models.

White?

And blonde.

Yeah, that figures don't it.

You're just gonna have to try and hustle him, man.

I'm telling you, he won't stand for it.

Not unless I come up with the report.

Not the report man, we'll make a copy.

First, we gotta get at it and there's no way,

without that lawyer breathing down my Gregory.

Yeah, that's a problem.

Do you want a coffee Harry?

Yeah, ta Love.

OK, I'll tell ya what we do.

We're gonna have to hustle a bank manager.

[Harold] Yeah?

How?

This solicitor, you got any correspondence from him?

Some.

[Leroy] And it's on headed notepaper, right?

Naturally.

That is cool, that is cool.

Okay, 'cause we're gonna choreograph a real fancy letter

to this manager dude.

Oh yeah?

Yeah.

What I say, trust old Leroy, cause old Leroy knows best.

Ain't that so baby?

Yeah, Leroy baby, he sure know how to screw us honky's.

[Leroy laughing]

We can't get near him, Sir.

The police are trailing him everywhere.

And you're sure it's the police?

Can you see their car from where you are now?

Well, give me the registration number.

V-H-K

four nine one S.

Fine!

Well, you just keep a low profile, I'll find out

who they are and see what can be done about them.

Right, bye.

[Secretary] Melissa?

Miss Taylor, would you get me New Scotland Yard please.

I want to speak to Chief Superintendent Alan Grey

of the Special Branch.

[Alan] Good God, I thought the whole thing was hushed up

at regimental level and the report destroyed.

[John] Well, Collins claims that his brother

was the company clerk at the time.

I've checked, he was.

[Alan] And this is no forgery?

[John] No!

[Alan] Well, as such he would certainly have had access

to all the reports of the internal inquiry.

[John] And been in a position to make copies.

As you were personally involved

you can appreciate the difficulty.

Your career, would be placed in considerable jeopardy.

You do appreciate that, don't you?

What do you want me to do?

Arrest him?

No, if you did that, this would become public property.

Yes!

I do have a plan.

I don't think it's in your best interests

to know the details just yet.

But there is one complication.

Oh?

Collins is being followed by plain clothes policemen.

Well, do our people know about this?

Well, my guess is they don't,

otherwise they'd have contacted Gold.

But, I must know about it, to protect us all.

I must have them kept away from Collins.

Well, I can't interfere, I'll get the sack.

Oh come on now Alan!

You're Chief Superintendent of the Special Branch.

It could be a matter of state security, that sort of thing.

You don't want a petty blackmailer ruining your life.

Everything decent that you've worked for, do you?

Do you know which lot it is that are following him?

No, but I have a registration number.

I'm sure that you'll be able to find out.

It needs to be done quickly, Alan.

[Jack] Now, what's he up to?

[George] You think somethings about to go off?

[Jack] Nah, he's a drummer George,

breaks into peoples homes, all he's ever done.

Bank blags aren't his game.

Hasn't got the bottle for one thing.

Maybe, he's been educated

since the last time you nicked him.

Nah.

[HQ] Oscar two four from M-P. You receiving? Over.

Oscar two four.

Tell Mr Grey, that as soon as Detective Inspector Regan

returns I'll bring him up.

Received, off!

Pity!

OK, Bill, lets go see what Scotland's answer

to Uriah Heep wants.

Come back Frank Haskins, all is forgiven.

Where the bleeding hell you been?

I been dwelling here for 20 minutes.

Wonder I aint had that, for loitering.

Eyyy, cool it man, I had to get this.

Simple, you dig?

And here's a solicitors letter.

A real work of art man, there aint now way

they're gonna know this aint genuine.

Look, I'll be waiting right here, be on your way now, OK.

You sure this is gonna work?

Hey, what I say, trust the Leroy, right.

I'll be waiting right here.

What if something goes wrong?

Eh?

Run baby, run!

Terrific!

Well, Inspector, there doesn't appear to be anything

in this docket that warrants priority treatment

from somebody of your rank.

No Sir!

Unless I've overlooked something?

I'm not quite with your, Sir?

I mean, he doesn't appear to be up to anything specific,

that should be of special interest to you.

Collins is a known villain.

It's my job to be interested in his activities.

To the exclusion of all else?

I understand you arrested him at one time?

Got him into court and he got off.

Yes Sir.

I'd be wrong, however, in thinking this might be personal.

He's a thief and I know he's at it.

At what precisely?

Well, that's what I'm trying to find out, Sir.

[Alan] Have you any real evidence?

My knowledge of the man tells me I am right.

Still, nothing concrete?

No, Sir.

He's just a common house breaker, isn't he?

Then with due respect Sir,

why are Special Branch so interested in him?

We just are.

All I can tell you is it's a matter of security.

So, Inspector, we'd appreciate it

if you'd leave Master Collins to us.

[Leonard] Cheers mate.

[camera clicking]

Tell me.

Done!

Hey, great man, great!

Now, gimme!

All right!

50 big ones.

Yeah, when do you reckon you'll have it developed?

Today.

I gotta go see my old lady later on.

No sweat man, you aint seeing Gold until tomorrow are you?

So, call around in the morning

and the big glossies will be waiting for you.

Yeah, right. Right.

Cheers then.

Right on!!

[George] Well, that's Croydon's unit done.

[Jack] Yeah!

I think it's about time we called it a day, don't you Guv?

Leonard Gold.

Eh?

Millionaire, friend of the rich and powerful,

government ministers even, contributes to party funds

and what have you.

So?

So, a villain from the sweaty lower orders,

visits him at his posh house, twice that we know of.

Why?

Maybe he wants to become a Rabbi

and thinks Gold can fix it for him.

And what would a drummer like Collins

be doing socializing with a ponce like Garner.

Recruiting for the National Front?

Turn it in will you George.

Fact!

The rich powerful are heirs to the sins of the flesh

just like the rest of us

and Garner takes naughty pictures, right.

Make sense?

What, you mean Special Branch involvement?

Right first time.

Tell you what, tomorrow I would like you

to visit Leonard Gold.

Give him the crime prevention officer routine.

You know, mention Collins, a known thief, seen visiting him.

Is he aware, etc etc, see how he reacts.

Guvnor, I can see you in a tall hat directing traffic.

And that solicitor Collins called on, same routine.

Done.

Right, shove 'em in here.

[whistling]

[dramatic music]

Hey, Sharon baby.

[Leroy screaming]

Leroy?

Hey Leroy?

Oh my god.

Leroy?

Oh, Leroy baby, what have they done to you?

Leroy!

Fix us one of them George.

Hold on Guvnor.

I think I can offer you something better than coffee

to liven you up, listen to this: one Leroy Hensley Garner

was burgled and assaulted last night.

Right!

Andy Pandy isn't going to like it.

[Jack] Well, he told us to keep of Collins, not Garner.

I already made a statement to the police.

I mean, what's gone down has happened.

I just wanna be left alone, man, ya dig?

Well, you look in pretty bad shape Mr Garner.

Shouldn't you be in hospital?

No, he discharged himself as soon as they patched him up.

Hey cool it, baby.

Did you see these two men, Miss?

She saw nothing.

There were two men reported leaving

this building carrying a holdall, did you know that?

Well--

She saw nobody.

Leroy mentioned he did notice one,

just before they done him over.

Well, now you've had time to think about it.

What's the problem here officer.

I walk-in and there's two dudes robbing my place.

So, they beat up on me and that's it, full stop.

That's all we know.

Hey man, what's going down here?

I'm looking for clues, Mr Garner.

Trying to find out who attacked you and why.

Why?

Because they're burglars man, that's what burglars do.

No Mr Garner, it isn't what burglars do.

See, burglars don't usually hang around

to methodically beat someone up.

Not if they're professionals.

And judging by the fact there was no sign of forced entry,

they were professionals.

They don't leave behind expensive items like this, either.

Well, I disturbed them at their thing, didn't I.

So, they do this number on me and take off.

I mean, that figures, don't it?

I'll tell you what doesn't figure Mr Garner.

Your attitude.

My attitude?

Well, you're not being what I call cooperative, are you?

It's what we call in the trade, a hostile witness.

You dig?

I'm sorry officer, I've got this headache see.

I mean those dudes last night, they really hurt me, man.

Look, we've told you all we know.

Ain't that so baby?

Yeah!

Yeah!

[Jack] You've got an interesting job Mr Garner.

Tell me, all these pictures you take,

are they for girly magazines?

Yeah, I guess.

No private work, for consenting adults, things like that?

Or non-consenting?

Like people who might object to you taking pictures

of them in compromising positions?

Objected upon, to do something about it.

Like learning to play football with your head.

Hey man, that aint my bag.

I'm a professional photographer.

Strictly legit, you know.

Artistic posses for people who've got repressions.

I provide for a market man and that is it.

[George] Maybe he's a good actor.

Leave off, his bottle was on the floor

until we suggested he was at the badger game.

So, where does that leave your theory?

Don't know George.

It's been a long time.

I didn't realize when I saw that terrible photograph.

Still, John here's been telling me how helpful you've been.

I want you to know that I'm grateful.

Leonard, Alan is as concerned as we are.

That this business is settled as quickly

and as quietly as possible.

Yes of course, well tell me, chart our progress.

You mean, you know them two dudes?

Bloody right I do, that's Sweeney.

Sweeney?

Man, they were heavy.

You don't have to tell me, they felt my collar once.

They must be on to us.

Regan wouldn't make himself busy

over a straightforward burglary.

He'd leave it to the local Old Bill.

Ah, slow down man, it's OK.

Yeah, I know.

"Trust old Leroy, baby."

I must have been a loon to ever let you talk me into this.

[Leroy] Man, I'm telling you, they just figuring

we're setting up marks to put the black on.

Ain't that so, baby?

Well, yeah, as far as I could tell.

So far as you could tell.

[Leroy] Hey man, they know nothing about where we're at.

Listen Leroy, let me tell you about Regan.

He doesn't have to, he only needs to think we're at it,

and he'll keep pushing till he does.

That geezer is one tenacious bastard.

He doesn't let go, you got me?

Come on.

No, I don't wanna know.

Just give me those photos I took and I'll get rid of them.

And we forget it.

What's a matter?

Um, look man, I was gonna tell you Harry,

but you didn't give me the chance, man.

The photos have gone.

Gone?

Gone where?

Look, them two dudes last night,

they must have grabbed everything.

Christ almighty !!!

But it's OK, you can get more, because you got access now.

Tell me Leroy, just what else

did these two merchants take?

[Alan] How did you get hold of them?

The details are unimportant, the point is,

I now know precisely where the report is,

even the number of the safety deposit box.

So you know where, the question is,

how do we get hold of it?

Collins collects it and my men collect Collins.

He wasn't at his office, nor at his home,

and I got a total blank from the maid.

What about the solicitors?

Collins is a client of his and anything between

a solicitor and a client is privileged information officer.

You know the routine.

Client?

The only time he ever needs a brief is when he's nicked.

Well, he did mention in passing it was something

to do with settling his dead brothers estate.

I didn't even know he had a brother.

That is it!

I'm not with you man.

What are you, a schmuck?

They took rubbish?

The break-in was a moody, just a cover, to get the photos.

Gold must have employed some heavies to follow us about

and somehow Regan had a whisper.

Talk sense, man.

I'm gonna do more than talk it, I'm out, finished, kaput.

Forget it Leroy, otherwise we end up in one of two places.

The river or the boob!

What about the report?

It can stay where it is and rot as far as I'm concerned.

No way am I going near it.

Harry?

Yeah, see you around maybe, Leroy baby.

What are you staring at you stupid honky bitch.

[Leonard] Collins gone, gone where?

My man followed him to Brighton,

he booked into a cheap boarding house there.

What does that mean?

It means that we have frightened Collins off, Leonard.

He won't worry you anymore,

we'll keep an eye on him of course.

The report man, what about that?

It's still in the bank.

Well, Collins, or God knows who else,

can get their hands on it anytime in the future.

Yes, I suppose that's true.

I want that report and I want it destroyed.

And you're gonna find a way to do it, and soon.

Well, he does seem rather persistent.

Ah, that's Regan all right, Sir.

It's just that any interference with our operations

at this junction.

Yes, I understand perfectly Sir.

I'll have another word with him.

Has he discussed his views with you at all?

Well, he has this theory that Collins and this Garner

fellow are in collusion to blackmail prominent people.

Blackmail?

Sex Sir, photographs, you know.

Oh, I see!

The most important point to remember is that the alarm

will go off as soon as we detonate.

So the moment we enter we've got just four minutes

before the police surround the building.

Any questions?

A bit tight Sir, if their should be any delay.

I've thought about that.

As a precaution.

But only to be used in the case of dire emergency.

Still, if we use the old speed and precision,

we shouldn't have to worry.

It's going to be physical,

is that ankle going to be all right?

Oh no problem Sir, it will be OK.

Good!

So, as long as you understand!!

Here, don't let him wind you up Governor.

Grey's probably been on his back again.

Yeah.

Do you know, there's one thing I can't figure.

If the cloak and dagger boys are so keen

for us to ignore Collins,

how come C11 were schlepping about after him?

[explosion crackling]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Receiver Lifts]

D.I Barnes.

Where?

Have the Squad and R.C.S been informed?

On my way.

[Police siren wailing]

Yes, come on.

Are you OK?

Yes.

I think it's broke.

Sir, it's no good.

It's broken, you'll have to go on.

You can't, just think it over, he won't talk.

Fuck, move!

[gunshots firing]

[Sub-Machine Gun Fires]

Shit!

[Jack] I'll be right over.

[George] Oi, oi, you can't just go chasing off.

George, George, who's your superior officer?

Andy Pandy for one.

We've just got vital information on a bank robbery.

So, we saw Collins lurking outside the same gaff,

what does that prove?

Well, don't you think

that's a little bit of a coincidence?

It was you who said it wasn't his game.

And it was you who said maybe he'd been educated.

And Andy Pandy said ours is not to reason why.

No, it was Tennyson, and it was "Theirs not to reason why"

Come on!

Tennyson?

[Dave] This is my plot and my capture.

I'm not trying to steal your glory Dave,

I'm just interested.

Do me a favor Jack.

Hold on, hold on, the geezer you've got in custody.

He's stayin' dead shtum, won't even let us take his dabs.

Is he one of them?

No!

Who are they?

Well, the spades called Garner, the other fellas Collins.

Collins?

Phillip Collins?!

No, Harry, why do you say Phillip?

Probably just a coincidence,

Collins is a common enough name.

What do you mean, coincidence?

Well, it was a weird sort of bank robbery.

Weird?

They'd gone into the vault.

We were alerted immediately because there is an alarm system

which is connected directly with this station.

Now, if they knew that, why do the bank in the first place?

I mean, they would only have a couple of minutes

to do anything, right?

Well, maybe they didn't know!

But they were on their way out when we arrived.

And there's no bells or anything

like that could have warned them.

Do you mean, they didn't take anything?

Dunno, there was a safety deposit box which had been

opened and it belonged to a man called Phillip Collins.

Has he been contacted?

Well, we tried, but unless you know of a good medium,

I don't think we're going to.

He died recently.

What did the solicitor tell Gerry Burtonshaw?

Well, it was something about looking after Collins

dead brothers estate, wasn't it?

I'll suppose you'll tell me what this is all about.

Oh, that's wonderful news John, wonderful.

You shan't go unrewarded.

Now, I want you to bring it around here

so that I can destroy it personally.

When can you do that?

Shall we say around midday?

Good, that'll be fine.

Oh, have you informed Grey?

No, I haven't, but I will.

I'm sure he'd like to be present.

[John] Yes, I'm sure he will.

Until later then.

Until then.

Mr Gold is pleased.

Says out efforts won't go unrewarded.

About Wade, Sir.

Isn't there something we can do?

Nice cup of coffee this Dave.

Yeah, it's not bad is it.

You must be thirsty?

All the rabbiting you been doing.

[giggling]

Go on, be my guest.

Got much form, have ya?

Well, this will soon tell us, won't it.

Don't smudge those prints on the way to the lab Dave.

I don't get it.

Look, if he's got a letter from his solicitor

giving him legal access to the box.

Why would he be involved in robbing it?

Well, a good question George,

obvious, but a good question.

Maybe I should start reading poetry, eh?

Tennyson was it?

Yes, all right.

(Joke?) (Slang)

Letter?

What letter?

Well, this is a copy.

The manager felt like he ought to keep the original.

This is a forgery.

If that's so Sir, it was forged by one of your clients.

Harry Collins.

And that being the case, Mr Pierce, perhaps you could see

your way clear to giving us some privileged information.

Hey man, you're positively hostile.

OK Leroy, get your coat on.

What for, man?

Because there's no central heating in the cells,

that's what for.

Hey man, don't talk that way, I'm clean.

Aint that so baby?

Yeah, baby.

Leroy takes a shower at least once a day.

[Leroy] Don't make jokes baby, these guys are policemen.

Boots, Leroy.

Hey man, come on, slow down.

Look, maybe I do know a little something.

But I gotta have insurance you know.

Like, we gotta trade.

No guarantees.

Well, look, it's true Collins had something going down.

I swear, I don't know, he wouldn't tell me.

He just promised to lay some bread on me

if I lent him a camera and developed a film.

What film?

That you take with a camera, man.

And did ya?

Yeah.

I figured there ain't no law against it, you know.

What was on the film?

I dunno man, it don't make no sense to me.

Just a couple of pages from some army papers.

I didn't pay it no mind and that's the truth.

These two blokes who beat you up, did they take the film?

You better believe it.

Man they scared the hell out of me.

Collins, when I told him, he took off

like their was a rocket attached, you know.

I think you better tell us

a little more about this army thing, Leroy.

I'm trying man, I'm trying.

It was some kind of report

Report?

Yes, something about Malaya back in '53.

Some sort of inquiry.

Yeah, I recall them words, "regimental inquiry".

What regiment?

I dunno man, I can't get it together.

What about names, can you remember any names?

No.

What about Gold?

Leonard Gold?

Yeah, yeah, I do remember there was a Gold.

You must have been out of your bloody mind.

Good god, you're not in the Congo now!!!

Calm down Alan.

We got the transcript that's what matters.

I suppose this lunacy was your idea?

No, Johns, but I agreed naturally.

Why couldn't you have waited?

I would have found a way to get hold of it eventually.

Eventually yes, unfortunately,

it would not have served my purpose.

Your purpose?

Mine.

Don't you mean ours, John?

No, I mean, mine.

And my men of course.

I don't understand.

You don't seriously think that I would risk my liberty

and that of my men to suit you, do you?

I don't even like you, Leonard.

A modern day robber Baron, greedy,

and as crass as they come.

Wait a minute, you can't talk to me like that.

Really?

You were an obnoxious bore when you were a squaddie.

Having money has made you even worse.

Then why did you do it?

Well, lets call it my early retirement plan.

Collins was a fool, he was worse than that, a petty fool.

With a singular lack of vision.

50,000 pounds from a man with millions.

Peanuts.

Listen, you bastard.

I think 300,000 pounds is a more fitting price to pay,

for your reputation and your knighthood, Leonard.

I'm sorry you were involved in this Alan,

but it was unavoidable.

I don't expect you to pay any of the money of course.

But, one of my men was a casualty in this business

and perhaps you can assist in that area.

And should I need you at any time in the future.

Well, you will be there won't you?

I want the money, in cash, here,

at eight o'clock this evening, Leonard.

Good day gentleman.

David Peter Wade, not much form.

Couple of assaults, one GBH,

ex-regular soldier, now a mercenary.

See what else you can dig up on him Dave.

Find out who he ran with.

Are you going to pay?

I have a choice?

What you gonna do?

I dunno.

I just don't know yet.

[knocking at door]

Come in.

I've just had the Ministry of Defense on the phone.

Why did you get the Military Police

to turn over classified regimental records?

To prove that a certain Leonard Gold

and a Second Lieutenant Alan Peter Grey

were involved in the massacre of Malayan civilians

during the emergency there.

Grey?

Cheif Superintendent Grey?

This is a very serious allegation.

I also think there is a geezer called Masterson in it too.

The blagger that Dave Barnes captured used to work for him.

You gonna back me or do I go to the Commander personally?

It was in '53, the armed forces in Malaya

had been ordered to take a hard line with the guerrillas.

So, punitive expeditions were sent out to destroy

the villages of any natives found harboring them.

I was a Subaltern in Major Masterson's company.

Just following orders.

We came across this village, where we found evidence

that guerrillas had recently been.

I don't remember how it started.

Somebody fired a shot.

It was terrible.

75 Malays,

mostly old people,

women, children, killed.

I've never forgotten it.

You wanted to see us Sir?

Only because their are certain facts with which

you are not cognizant, Chief inspector.

These officers have given me permission to...

Well, there's been a new development.

Rather ironic really.

[Anderson] Ironic, Sir?

Masterson wasn't the least bit interested in saving

his reputation he just reported himself in to blackmail us.

His price was 300,000 pounds from Gold and me in his pocket.

He's due to collect that money in,

Gold's house, 50 minutes from now.

50 minutes, Inspector.

Major John Masterson?

Yes, who might you be?

Detective Inspector Regan, Flying Squad.

I hope you're not going to try anything like that, Sir?

John Masterson, I'm arresting you for robbery and blackmail.

You're not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so.

But anything you do say, will be taken in writing

and maybe given in evidence.

[gunshot]

Get him in the car.

[knocking at door]

Police!

Guvnor!

Bigger they are.

Yeah!

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