Harrigan Page #2

Well then, if it should be necessary.

You. Keep your hands off my stuff.

Detective Swift.

When did that happen?

Can I write down your name?

Monk Shire, right?

Someone comes along as quickly as possible.

- What was that?

- Ridiculous burglary. Monk Shire.

Ridiculous? Then let's consider

lot to laugh, Serpico.

- Sit quietly.

- Go cycling. I have to really do work.

Point, draw, and so on.

Three copies.

And be a treasure and make such a

color chart. That you so well.

I have to say that you

gorgeous looks today.

Detective Swift,

get two strong boards from that tray.

We take this car. You drive.

Chief, we need to talk.

What's the point?

You are doing nothing.

You are all bastards

and I'm in between.

We are there now and we'll arrange it.

What if I also cheated,

like so much in this neighborhood.

Do you know how old I am? Twenty-five.

I'm at my end.

- You have to look positive.

- Positive? My husband is off.

Do you know what's in the closet?

Three potatoes, a bottle of orange

juice and half a box of cereal.

- I understand that it makes you angry.

- How can you understand that?

They even have wedding rings my mother

and grandmother snapped up. Copper.

These are now fixed

to the finger of a 16-year-old slut.

Even Jason bracelet with his name.

The only thing he got from his father

worthless. "For later".

From the child. What did they do about it?

We are ready.

If they try to kick

they break a leg.

If you have problems again,

call your office and ask for me.

Why would you

more confident than the others?

Because you have to.

- Do you?

- Black coffee, please.

You should analyze.

Monk Shire Moss is his neighborhood.

- He has contacts there.

- I heard that. And he's doing great.

Analysis shows that last month

120 crimes have been reported.

Fifteen dissolved.

We select nonsense and

concentrate on important issues.

I'm in charge, Sergeant here.

You f***ing ensures that money

and give it to me and Dunstan.

Otherwise I put this thing in your

nose, so you brains. Got that?

You're going to do that job, mate.

- I will do it.

- What are you doing here then?

My car, damn.

And f*** it not,

because then you're dead. Got that?

- Do you drink anything with it?

- Can not. I fall for someone.

- Night?

- I'm still jet-lagged.

And overtime is good for me.

But if you want to talk...

I know. And maybe it's time

that you're going to talk.

Shall I doen.

Yes, yes. Calm down.

- Money. Now.

- Wait, wait.

Come here,

bastard tried to rob us.

He wanted to murder us.

Stay down, a**hole.

The strikes lead to poverty

and the bodies are transported...

That youngster attacked me put it to.

- Is that you, Whopper?

- I packed it for you.

Knife.

What have you been doing?

- Was this really necessary?

- I defended my property.

The bewijs.

Grab his other arm.

Let him stand.

Of all the targets you had

to choose a Masonic meeting.

I need to talk to Mr. Harrigan.

Five minutes. Good?

- Go ahead, Whopper.

- You must promise me protection.

- I will do my best.

- It must be more than that.

I give you my word.

But you're still a week in custody,

so do not worry.

- Who is threatening you?

- Cole and Dunstan.

They want to make me blind

if I do not give them to Jenkins.

They owed money from his stores, they find.

- They have done this.

- My goodness.

No one should act without consulting

with them and then they take their portion.

Boys steal motorcycles,

they strip and sell the parts.

But I say nothing in court.

I'll sit.

They are crazy, now I'm caught.

- How did you get involved in?

- Money.

I have a few pounds borrowed to pay fines

and now he wants a hundred pounds.

I had earned money only with toilets

cleaning factory. That is.

I'm broke. So, for God's sake...

Please, Mr. Harrigan.

Do you want to draw, if it's true?

I was fully within my

rights to do what I did.

Because you're councilor,

judge and freemason.

- Yeah right, Mr. Jenkins?

- I sit in the Council for police matters.

You have the wrong man,

Sergeant Harrigan.

So when six cops suspect

lens kicks, tying him...

...And almost strangle and you were the cause,

would certainly give them a bottle of whiskey.

You have no idea how it is out there.

The people are scared to death, man.

Yes. I ask only

wondering where you fit into the puzzle.

What do you say? Brutal wing.

You can grab your stuff.

And you should look at who you teach,

Mr. Jenkins.

Because it is very difficult

shaking hands with a broken finger.

Here is a small amount.

Do those legs once again quite wide,

then you're on your debts.

Mommy.

Leave me alone.

Mrs. Frizzel, it's me.

Brigadier Harrigan.

I'll bring back what was stolen.

- What was stolen?

- If you just look in the closet...

...You will see that there are some

things missing . Here. Take this to.

Shall I just put down for you?

Here. Look at that.

I thought you might be

could use such a thing to your door.

Shall I put him on it?

Good morning, brigges.

- I did not ask him.

- But you got me.

Out.

- What do you say?

- You heard me.

- I heard you were back.

- Bad news travels fast, Larry.

I have to serve thirty days,

so I'm there.

But is there to make a deal

Mr. Harrigan?

Three tardies in two weeks.

And you refuse to give a reason.

I have extra work to make up for it.

And those minutes.

Two of them are under the ketchup?

You're not listening to me. Notebook.

I'll make a note of.

And if you or your administration work

again comes too late...

...You get a disciplinary punishment.

Wegwezen.

a b*tch.

Sheila, honey. Do you want coffee

with milk and a digestive for me?

- Okay, ma'am?

- Okay?

Good boy.

- Barry?

- Brigadier Harrigan.

Problems in All Saints Church.

Larson embarrased himself.

Let me pick from the bar on Regent Street.

Everyone get out.

All of the stairs.

I will not ask again.

Go down the stairs. Please.

What are you doing here?

- What is it?

- Domestic.

A man has been abducted child

and wants the baby and kill themselves.

- With what?

- A knife.

There are

negotiators route from Durham.

I'm warning you, stay out.

The law is on the way.

- Is there another way?

- Side. Careful.

- He is huge.

- If you go down the stairs?

How are you?

- I'm here.

- I do it, though.

Do not upset the child.

I do not mean to bother it.

I want to know what's

going on, nothing more.

Remain there.

I want to talk.

I'm a cop and I want to help you.

Do you understand?

If you do not want me, I'll go away and should

you take a chance with that crowd outside.

My name is Barry.

What is your name?

Come on, now. Say something.

I'm just a man with a walkie-talkie

talking to a man with a knife.

Frankly, I'm just as scared as you are.

The only one who is not afraid,

is your beautiful baby, asleep in a basket.

Maybe we'll stay here all night.

Let me at least know who I'm talking.

Ronnie.

- Sir, the law.

- My child.

- The bastard. If anything happens...

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