The Long Good Friday Page #5

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- everything alright?

- You tell me...

I've put our American friends

in the picture about today, Jeff.

Then you'll understand why Harold couldn't make it.

It's all under control.

I'm sure Harold Shand can find a way out of this one.

Meantime, I'm going to take a piss.

Stay right where you are folks.

- That guy's a loud-mouth

- I don't like drunks.

Do you trust him?

Harold can handle him.

A city counsellor is a very wise investment at the moment.

- We'll talk out that tomorrow. Good night Victoria.

- Good night.

Good night.

- Thanks for the dinner.

- Good night, Charlie.

Good night.

Oh Christ am I pleased to see you.

That bloody Harris is a liability.

Any news yet?

No, not yet.

Where have the Yanks gone?

I've just bought some more brandy's.

Go home, Harris. Go home.

Don't look down your nose at me Victoria, makes you go cross-eyed.

You can't even see that I'm not the real bastard, he is.

Aren't you?

I'll get you a cab home, counsellor.

I'll talk to you later.

OK,

bastard.

God, I don't think I've ever been

so pleased to see anyone in my life.

It's been hard night.

You did a good job.

Without the help of counsellor Harris.

He fancies you, you know...

...then a lot of people do.

Must be my sparkling personality.

I'll see you to your door, just in case.

Thanks.

If you miss it, it's unlucky.

It won't move unless you press the button, you know.

It's not moving.

It's temperamental, I'll do it.

I hate lifts.

Gets really claustrophobic in here with a lot of people.

Depends on the people.

I wanna lick every inch of you.

Saved by the bell. Good night.

Bastard.

It's a long time since I went to a funeral.

That's a strange thing. Did Jeff tell you

about the funeral the day you got back?

A funeral every half hour down the East India Dock Road.

A woman got out of the funeral car and gobbed at him.

- Eh?

- I didn't see it properly, H.

I didn't crack on.

You're gonna love this here.

You will gonna love this.

Shut up all of ya!

For more than ten years there's been peace

everyone to his own patch.

We've all had it sweet.

I've done every single one of you

favours in the past

I've put money in all your pockets,

I've treated you lot well...

...even when you was out of order, right?

Well now there's been an eruption.

It's like f***in' Belfast on a bad night.

One of my closest friends is lying out there in the freezer.

And believe me, all of you...

...nobody goes home until I find out who done it, and why.

Harold believe me, if I knew I'd say.

the last thing I want is any trouble.

- Everything's going too well for us.

- You lying bastard.

Look things have never been so good between

South London and East End.

You bastard.

Get him out of here.

Bastard.

Jeff, you behave yourself!

Right lads, it's your decision.

Frostbite or verbals, one of them two, right?

- What's the matter with you?

- Listen.

Listen.

If you kill him, we've got a gang war on our hands, right?

We already have. They're walking all over you.

That's 'cause we ain't got no lead!

Parky. About time.

- Well?

- You've got to drop it Harold,

it's not that lot.

- I've had the bomb checked.

- And?

It's the same sort of device the IRA use.

This is Special Branch now, Harold.

I'm turning it over to them.

What do the Irish got to do with me,

it's just a bunch of hoods trying to muscle in.

For Christ sake Harold, they're not just gangsters.

They run half of Londonderry on terror,

could be London next.

- No, I run London.

- Not now Harold, they're taking it away from you.

It's Special Branch now and I'm getting out.

Remember who pays your wages Parky,

you ain't going nowhere.

Now tell me something worthwhile

There was a robbery at counsellor Harris'

demolition yard, explosives.

We pulled in the security guard, Flynn.

We grilled him for hours,

but he just wouldn't crack, he was too scared.

Alan, check out this geezer Flynn, bring him in.

Harold you can't do that!

Don't you ever tell me what I can or can't do.

Bent law can be tolerated for as long as they're

lubricating, but you have become definitely parched.

If I was you, I'd run for cover and close the hatch,

cause you're gonna wind up on one of

those meat hooks, my son.

Right, let 'em go, they don't know nothing.

Jeff, clean 'em up and get them off and

give them a grand each expenses, just keep 'em sweeped.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna go home, I need some time to think.

Alan, first thing in the morning that

security geezer, right?

Razors, come on son.

Dave, do as he says, put 'em in a bubble bath.

- Eh?

- You heard.

Let's go lads.

How did it go with Charlie?

Well I stopped him going home.

- Going home?

- Yeah they were going home, they're not stupid.

They knew it was a bomb,

and now they now the rest.

- How?

- I told them.

- You did what?

- I told them everything, Harold.

I had to.

Victoria,

listen sweetheart,

I'm setting up the biggest deal in Europe,

with the hardest organization since Hitler

stuck as swastika on his jockstrap.

I've been through incredible lengths

all day to keep it incognito,

and now you, over a sherry,

calmly told the whole story.

I had to tell them everything

or the deal would have been finished.

Howard, your trouble is you just

don't understand their psychology.

Bollocks you smart ass prat.

I can't talk to you.

I'm going to bed, good night.

Come here I'm talking to you!

Don't treat me like one of your thugs.

What's happening to me?

I'm sorry.

For 10 years it's been calm, no trouble.

And now this.

Listen I wouldn't hurt you for the world, come here.

I'm sorry.

I'm so scared Harold.

I don't want to die.

Don't let them kill us.

Alright.

It's alright.

It will be alright, believe me.

What is it, boy?

For Christ sake,

Help me..

Sherry.

I'm sorry, H.

It's alright Alan it's not your fault,

you weren't to blame.

There's some fresh coffee in the kitchen,

go make yourself some breakfast.

Ta.

So someone got to him before you could.

How did they know?

- Or was it a coincidence?

- That's stretching it a bit, innit?

That means it's someone close to home.

You know last night in the restaurant

I had a funny feeling.

Harris being really strange.

he said something to Jeff,

just as we were leaving.

He said that I got it all wrong,

that Jeff was the real bastard.

Why should he say that?

Razors.

That funeral you were talking about...

something about a bird gobbing in Jeff's face.

That's right.

Find that woman, I wanna talk to her.

Well get her name and address off the undertakers.

How do I know, I wasn't there, was I?

Look it up in the Yellow Pages, there can't be

that many undertakers in the area.

Right. And as soon as you've found her,

come and pick me up.

Right. I'll see you. Ta.

Mrs. Benson?

You're a bastard, Harold Shand.

A vicious bastard.

You left him to die in a stinking ditch,

and didn't have the decency to...

- When did he die?

- Ten days ago, you should know.

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