Turks & Caicos Page #8

If overcharging were a crime, the

whole world would be behind bars.

I've timed my computer,

they'll go off automatically

unless I stop it.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe a f***ing word!

Whoa, whoa. Let's just keep it

civilised? Please?

Gary, sit down.

After all, isn't that your interest?

Civilisation and its values?

Isn't that what

the colloquium's about?

I swear I'm going to deck this guy.

I wouldn't advise it.

There's been one murder already.

And, what's more,

we all know who did it.

Something to do with Dido's

sense of ownership.

She hit him in the face with an oar.

Fair enough, I don't blame her

after a lifetime of abuse.

We're all tired of old men

who think they're entitled.

How do you know?

Because she told me.

No. She wouldn't say that to anyone.

She said it to me.

That really is something

you don't want to see played

out in public, isn't it?

Do you want the details in court?

I heard there was a name.

A sort of joke name.

Only the joke isn't funny.

You called yourselves the syndicate.

Melanie won't go to court. You see,

if you take a look at the figures...

We know the figures.

Gladstone provided a ton of wiring

and metal cages worth

50 million bucks,

and charged 500 million.

Use the words "national security",

you can get away with anything.

Times are changing. It's

a recession. We want 200 back.

That's fair. How are we supposed to

get our hands on 200 million?

It's in one of your accounts

right now. I know which one.

I'm the accountant, remember?

You still get out with a good

profit. And no criminal convictions.

No. We're not buying.

You have to buy.

Melanie looks after herself. And as

for the rest of it, we tough it out.

Your word against ours.

Truly, I wouldn't recommend it.

Going to war with the company is

never a good idea.

We'll take our chances.

Oh, goodness, I'd almost forgotten,

there is something else.

I forgot to tell you,

Curtis, I do have another document.

From another source.

Um, "escrow"? I'm sorry?

Is that the word?

An "escrow account"?

I mean, I had to take advice on what

exactly that means.

Did he get this from you?

Margot, did he get this from you?

Doesn't it mean the money

just sits there?

And nobody can touch it?

That's what it means.

Until someone needs it?

And when,

I wonder, is that going to be?

Please explain.

You see, Curtis, we

live in a rapidly changing world.

Downing Street used to be

the height of a man's ambition,

but now it seems to be only

a stepping stone.

I don't think the Prime Minister has

any urgent plans to stand down...

if that's who you're talking about.

Ah, but it's not me

going to decide, is it?

Or you, Mr Rogers.

No, that's the one last decision

that still lies with

the British electorate.

If you're going to make

allegations against Alec Beasley,

then I suggest you make them

privately.

Why? Are you recording this?

No. Are you?

Last time I saw my recorder,

swear to God,

it was sitting in an ice-box.

Where's yours?

It's perfectly clear,

the so-called Bridge

is partly a holding account.

So what?

In the name of Stirling Rogers.

But there's another partner,

isn't there?

Call him a sleeping partner.

You'd better be careful.

Oh, I forgot. Alec Beasley isn't

a politician.

He's a statesman.

Quite right. An altogether

more profitable line of work.

After all, he's going to have to do

something after he leaves office.

Is there any territorial dispute

in the world he's not qualified

to settle for a large

salary from the luxury of a suite

in a five-star hotel?

Lucky, isn't it, that he has a fund,

waiting for his global good works?

I said no politicians.

Why get politicians involved?

The profiteering from building

the camps is going to finance

the Prime Minister's future career.

It's as simple as that.

It's in black and white.

On the table in front of you.

It's him, isn't it?

That's who it is.

The man you told me about.

The man you loved.

Forgive me, Stirling.

You'll find me in our room.

We need to get out.

We need to get out of this.

Strange, isn't it?

People want the world to change,

but they don't think about providing

the means to do it.

Money flows, that's what it does.

Who cares where it comes from?

The question is where it goes.

That's why we have islands

like this. They're...safety valves.

Yeah. Or sewage farms.

The rest of the world is

struggling along,

and for some reason you guys

think you can cut yourselves off.

Who declared you immune?

200, did you say?

Yes. 200.

Let's be clear. The money is paid

and we never hear of this business

again.

Good decision.

I was told you were decisive.

Do you own the police?

I wouldn't say we own them.

They're British.

Well, then you own them.

Can you fix them?

Can you fix them?

Then Melanie leaves the island

tomorrow. No charges.

Agreed. And our passports?

Thrown in. Returned as soon as

the money is paid?

In your hands.

Is it a deal?

Well done. Successful operation.

The money's gone through.

Better still, your friend Melanie's

killed one of them,

she can kill the other two

as far as I'm concerned.

Clare, if you go to my room,

I'll join you.

I'll give you cash.

Really?

Really. Trust me.

So I guess I have to thank you.

You pulled a trick in there.

You're as good as they say you are.

Am I good?

We got what we wanted.

Yes. You did. I won't.

It's a shame, really, Curtis,

you're such a low-life,

given that you do have

a certain lizard charm.

I don't know what you're

talking about. Don't you?

No. Then what's that thug doing

over there?

He was there when we went in.

He's following us now.

Yeah, even a fairy cop knows

when he's being sold out.

Look, old man,

I'm sorry about this, really I am.

I'm sure you are. You can't imagine

the pressure I've been under.

Oh, I think I can.

I've never known anything like it.

I always knew you weren't a rogue.

You don't think like a rogue.

You think like a company man.

London's desperate. They want

you back. They're insisting.

They want you badly.

You made a promise. You promised me!

Johnny, you know how it works.

One day I'm going to need

a favour from M15.

I bet you will.

I'm going to need it.

Do you think I'll get my favour

if I let you go?

Johnny, you know

what happens to whistle-blowers.

They turn into lonely old men

with bad breath...

..and computers.

I'm going to go.

You don't have a chance

at the airport. I know that.

They're waiting for you. I'll meet

you at Chico's. Buy me a whisky.

I'll be there in half an hour.

And this time I'll drink.

But I have to say one goodbye.

He goes where you go.

Ah.

Fine.

DOOR SHUTS:

I wanted to bring you some flowers.

Thank you. That's kind.

It's just things that

grow by the seashore.

The island's interesting

for its flora and fauna.

I'd like to see it.

Yes. I'd like that, too.

What did Rogers say?

Oh, he didn't say anything.

I climbed out the bathroom window.

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