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You'll be better off, Monty!

We'll split Bert's corner three ways.

I won't touch it.

- Ah, you'll feel different later.

Is that all?

- Yeah.

Come on, Monty.

It's time we got out of here.

Go and open the gate.

What about Bert?

- He's a write-off.

MACHINE WHIRS:

What is it, Pearson?

What's the matter, aren't you well?

Er, no, no, I'm afraid not, sir.

I know what you're thinking.

If this had happened

when you'd been on the wages run...

Ah, well, there but for the grace of God.

Why don't you go home, get some rest.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Thank you, thank you, sir.

Make certain you get a statement

from all the eyewitnesses.

Yes, sir.

We've lost a fair bit,

one way and another.

Come on, Monty. Snap out of it.

Come on, snap out of it!

We're all in this together.

At least you could have

rung up about Bert.

Rung up? What for?

Tell them where he was.

So they could send an ambulance for him.

Now, look, Monty, so far,

we've got away with this!

We could all just as easily

be sitting in the cells.

Yeah. Or in the morgue.

Yeah.

I'm not having the police

messing around in that lockup.

Hey, wait a minute!

Just thought of something!

Now what?

- Well, if this place doesn't open up...

...people are going to start

asking questions, aren't they?

They're going to start asking

what happened to Bert.

He's gone away.

They'll be suspicious.

All right, they'll be suspicious!

What do you expect me to do about it?

Well, if they start coming in here,

asking questions...

Look, if you don't want the money,

don't take it!

Okay, hold it!

- But don't keep going on at me!

You make me sick, sick, sick!

What are you looking at me for?

You think I wanted Bert dead?

It could just as easily be me

or you or any of us!

All right? It was Bert and he's dead

and I'm sorry. But that's the finish!

Susan's just hit the kid next door.

That's all right.

We're not on speaking terms anyway.

Well, when the mother finds out,

you may be. Briefly.

Come on, Madge, cheer up.

Frank'll be home soon.

DOORBELL RINGS:

There you are!

Oh, hello - remember me?

I'm a friend of your husband's.

Oh, you're...

- Detective Sergeant Bradden...

...Mark Bradden.

I'm afraid there's been an accident.

A very serious accident.

Jackie!

Oh, Jackie!

- What's the matter, Madge?

Mrs Moore...

Mrs Moore...

- Don't touch me.

...your husband's seriously hurt

but he's alive.

What about my husband?

Here.

Hey, wait a minute, you.

What's the matter now?

- You've twisted us, that's what!

It was agreed you get twice as much as we do

but you don't get twice as much of Bert's share!

What do you say?

I've already told you. I won't touch

a penny of Bert's share.

Blimey, you're the most

awkward bunch I've ever struck.

All right then, if that's the way you want it,

Blackie and me'll split Bert's share.

Is that what you want?

CAR HORN BEEPS:

Who's that?

- You reckon that's the law, eh?

No, you never hear the law

blow their horns.

DOOR RATTLES:

Go and see who it is.

Can't you read, son?

- I've an appointment with Mr Lang...

Look, it says 'Closed for Repairs' and

'Closed for Repairs' is what it means! We're shut.

Now, look here...

- Look, you must have the wrong date.

He's away. - But he said...

- We're shut!

Hooligan!

Nit!

RADIO NEWSREADER: One man was killed

and two others severely injured...

...when a van carrying the company's payroll

was attacked by bandits

on the outskirts of Newcastle this morning.

The driver of the van received fatal injuries

when his vehicle was rammed.

His assistant was struck down by the bandits

and sustained severe head injuries.

The raiders are believed to have got away

with over fifty thousand pounds.

BLOWS RASPBERRY:

James Paddock, an engineer employed

by the firm whose wages were stolen

made a gallant -

Well, now we know the score, don't we?

Right, well, I'll go and park the car then.

Monty.

Don't let this business

with Bert throw you.

And remember, that money's hot.

One note, and we could all come unstuck.

Right, then, Johnny.

And Monty - remember, as agreed,

we lie low and trust each other.

Might take weeks or months,

but I'll let you know when I think we're in the clear

and you can drink yourself stupid.

He's shaky - really shaky.

Yeah, well, they were good pals,

weren't they, eh?

Yeah.

You took it well.

Better than I expected.

But, Blackie, now that Bert's gone,

you'd better move into my place.

Overlooks the river.

It's safe there.

Yeah, okay, Johnny.

Well, you'd better go and get

your clobber together.

It's time we got out of here.

It's all right, Blackie, don't worry.

I don't steal from the poor.

CAR REVS:

Well, intensify all road blocks.

And put a special watch on diversions.

Is that file ready?

- Yes, sir.

Mrs Parker's outside, sir.

Well, put it off until tomorrow

if she's too upset.

She doesn't seem to be upset at all.

I don't get it.

Not a tear.

She's the iron maiden herself.

She's probably still in shock.

I've seen it before.

TENSE MUSIC:

Dennis?

What are you doing home this early?

Aren't you well?

N- no...

- Do you want me to get you anything?

No. N-no thanks, nothing.

What's the matter?

I don't know. Look, it'll pass.

Just leave me alone. Please.

It wasn't anything to do with

the robbery, was it?

Robbery?

Dennis, you must tell me. What is it?

- Leave me alone, I tell you!

The children are in bed.

They had a good supper.

Frank's going to be all right.

I'm glad.

Jackie...

- I'm all right, Mark.

I'm just a little tired, that's all.

- I kept something in the stove for you.

I don't really feel very hungry.

It's very sweet of you though, Madge,

what with Frank and everything.

I was glad to have something to do.

Well, I may as well go to bed...

Do you mind taking Madge home, Mark?

Oh, yes, of course.

I could be right back...

No, no, I'd rather be on my own.

I'll come by in the morning.

Harry...

Oh, Harry...

Oh, darling...

Darling...

BOAT HORNS SOUND

KNOCKS:

Who's that?

- Who d'you think?

Hello, Johnny.

We've made the front page. See?

Yeah, well, don't let one whiff of fame

go to your head.

Inspector Carberry interviewed the widow

of Harry Parker at great lenth yesterday

but there was little in her statement

to aid the police in their investigation.

Ah, what could she come up with?

Over one hundred employees at Kneales

have been interviewed today.

The enquiry continues.

Wonder how Pearson's taking it.

Now, I understand you've been

employed here for several years

and have given

excellent service in that time...

...but until yesterday,

you'd never missed a day off work.

Well, even the most exemplary of us -

even policemen -

may commit indiscretions

from time to time.

Now, what I want to ask you,

Mr Pearson, is this:

Have you at any time discussed

the firm's security arrangements...

...with anybody not actually

engaged in that work?

Oh, no. No, definitely not.

CARBERRY:
You're quite sure of that?

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