Accident Man Page #7

- Yeah.

- All right.

I'll flick to a page in your phone book.

If the name in the top left-hand corner

has five or more letters...

...you can take me to Big Ray.

If it has less than five...

...you let me go.

As long as you don't tell him.

All right.

Night-night, Fred.

- Hello?

- CHARLIE:
Mike, it's Charlie.

I've got Beth's hard drive.

It's loaded with stuff.

You really need to see this.

- Where are you?

- I just left Beth's parents.

Can you meet me at the bus stop

at the entrance at Wanstead Park?

All right. I'll be there.

RAY:
I don't give a sh*t. This firm's on

its last legs because of you.

MILTON:
It was a high-six-figure deal, Ray.

I had no idea they would change the terms.

RAY:
You do not get to make decisions

without talking to me first.

Do you understand that?!

Look at the state of you two.

You can take down legions...

...of Iraqi soldiers

and f***ing Taliban ragheads.

But one bloke

from the wrong side of the river...

...gives you a right royal dusting.

What kind of Special Forces are you?

Well, you trained him, Ray.

True.

Look, Fallon's gone berserk.

He's a loose cannon,

and he needs to be shackled.

RAY:
Shut it!

You've run off your mouth far too much today.

Right.

We've just had word.

Now, the police have recovered Cliff's body.

Impaled on his own ax.

I...

...think it's clear to all of us

who's to blame.

All drink to Cliff.

I have made

a very difficult decision tonight.

You all have a new mark.

Mike Fallon.

He's crossed too many lines.

He's proven to be catastrophic for business.

But more than that,

he's gone and killed one of us.

One of you.

So you'll be doing this one for free.

- Do we have to?

- Yes, you f***ing have to!

Will you be joining us, boss?

Don't be stupid. I ain't killed anybody

since the Olympics...

...but if any of you f***ers let me down...

...I might have to rethink my retirement.

- So it'll be just us five.

- F*** me, it speaks.

Actually, it'll be the four of you.

Jane, I need you to go to Twickenham...

- No, that's bullshit. I want in on Fallon...

- Shh, shh, shh!

You do as you're told.

The safety of the client is your priority.

[MUMBLING INDISTINCTLY]

- RAY:
What?

- He said:

"Is there a kill brief on him, boss?"

[SCOFFS]

RAY:
No, mate, there is not

a f***ing kill brief on him.

But if you need one...

...it's Fallon. Go f***ing kill him.

End of brief.

Write it down if you need to.

If he gets to the client,

this firm is f***ed.

We are all f***ed.

So we end this

before he can do any more damage.

Understood?

I suppose so.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I haven't been on a bus since I was about 16.

So, what did you find out?

Well, Beth was investigating

this Indian energy company.

Pancock Petroleum.

Ever since the BP disaster

in the Gulf of Mexico...

...oil companies haven't been in favor

by many governments.

Hang on. Since when did the government...

...care more about the environment

than making millions?

Since an environmentalist

became prime minister.

I take it that current events

are not the top of your reading list, huh?

Not really, no.

Okay, well, anyways,

in the last six months...

...something changed.

Out of nowhere,

Pancock got drilling rights...

...to the coast outside of Northumberland.

Beth got all this information

from an inside source.

This accountant named Archie Rudd.

Rudd was feeding her all kinds

of information, including e-mails...

...from the corporation to the

prime minister himself, threatening him.

Right before they were

gonna go public with it...

- ...Archie just stopped responding to her.

- Still waiting for the money on that one.

MIKE:
Archie Rudd. My double-price incentive.

CHARLIE:
Wait, that was you?

No.

Okay, well, seems like he has

a partner in the firm.

- Leonard Kent.

- Yeah, how do you know that?

- Aah!

- I have my ways.

Okay, well...

...it's all here.

This is good work, Charlie.

CHARLIE:
So, what are you gonna do?

Looks like I'm gonna pay

Leonard Kent a little visit.

You're gonna find out who killed Beth, right?

Oh, yeah.

You know, I can't remember Beth

ever saying one good thing about you.

She loved you and she cared about you...

...and you were too self-absorbed

to even notice.

But she was still so happy to have

your baby growing inside of her.

I mean, she adored every second of it.

I'm sorry that I took that from you.

Now, you go out there,

and you find out who did this to Beth.

And you make them f***ing pay.

Look after yourself, Charlie.

LEONARD:
What are you doing, you people?

No, no. You don't understand.

We have an arrangement

that you have failed to realize.

And we do not pay

for any of the work to date...

...until this thing with the girl is...

Is sorted out.

Am I absolutely clear?

Well, good.

[GRUNTS]

[COUGHING]

Who are you?

- What do you want?

- I want a few simple answers...

...to some very straightforward questions.

Who ordered the assassination

of Beth Carpenter?

I've no idea what you're talking about.

You ever heard of defenestration, mate?

Yes. Defenestration is the act

of throwing something...

...or somebody out of a window.

Aren't we the smarty-pants, Leonard?

How did you know my name?

I know a lot about you, Leonard Kent.

Husband to Lauren.

Father to little Elle and little Joseph.

Corporation accounts specialist.

[GRUNTS THEN GROANS]

Who ordered the hit, Lenny?

I can't tell you that.

- They'll kill me.

- What do you think plummeting...

...four floors down

to the pavement's gonna do?

Well, it's only four floors.

No guarantee that'll kill me.

Yeah, well, I can guarantee this.

It's gonna f***ing hurt.

I'm sure the old "crooked, suicidal

accountant takes a swan dive" act...

...will be enough to explain

that bruise on your face.

What bruise on my face? Whoa!

- Ready for your flight, Mr. Kent?

- No!

Zim. Zim! Zim!

Atal Zim. He's a senior executive at the...

At the Pancock Corporation!

I'll tell you everything!

No, no, no!

[GROANING]

Talk.

You're gonna kill me

whether I talk or not, aren't you?

After the week I've had,

I'm not even sure about that anymore.

Call it a crisis of conscience if you like.

Why don't you start f***ing talking,

and I'll keep you posted...

...on how the self-reflection thing

plays out?

Okay.

Okay.

Zim's here, currently. He's in London.

He's in Twickenham.

His father,

one of the wealthiest men in Asia...

...is also the chief shareholder

of the corporation.

But Zim Junior stands to inherit

the whole company...

...when the old man passes on,

which will be in...

Well, any day.

- Inoperable brain tumor.

- Very touching.

Yeah.

- Tell me about Archie Rudd.

- Archie...? Ha-ha-ha.

Oh, my loose-lipped

"Save the Whale" former partner.

He was slipping information

to a politically active outsider.

Beth Carpenter.

Cared more about saving the world

than he did about making money.

It's not very good for an accountant, is it?

Zim had me contact someone...

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