Unforgettable: The Sweeney Page #4

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getting it on tonight, is there?

I'm trying here. I'm f***ing trying.

You might lose it before

you get me into bed.

I've got more chance of losing a stone.

If you was looking at

what I was looking at,

you'd know why I was so excited.

Sure it was Allen?

Yeah. He pulled up in a Range Rover

and went in with a suitcase.

Could be the jewels.

Positive ID.

Guess who just woke up.

- We've gotta f***ing go now, Carter.

- Wait.

Listen, Jack, we're gonna miss the boat

on this one if we don't go now.

Hold up.

Who's this?

Nobody move.

Unidentified behicle approaching.

Roger that.

We're in position and we're ready to move.

That's gotta be them, innit?

It's the rest of the firm.

Move into position.

Remember, this lot don't mess about,

so hit 'em hard and fast.

Dominate and pacify.

I've got a f***in' hard

on, I'm telling you.

Simmonds, with me. Ellis, along the wall.

Come on.

Armed police!

Go, go, go, go!

Get up, you...

Ellis, one coming your way!

- Don't f***ing move!

- Go, f*** off!

Carter, in pursuit of Allen!

Get in the gardening van and cut him off!

Can you hear me? George?

F*** it!

Oh, f***!

Where was you?

Put your trousers on. You're nicked.

I'm gonna rub you right up.

You're gonna get plenty of porridge, son.

Keep f***ing moving.

Keep your f***ing head round that way.

- Do you want a cigarette?

- I don't want f***ing nothing from you, mate.

Look, Freddy, I'm sure your whole life

you've been told not to talk to the police.

You live by a code.

Honor amongst thieves and all that.

Believe it or not, I respect that.

But, you see,

your code's already been broken.

'Cause armed robbery is one thing

and murder is another.

You know, I ain't got a clue

what you're talking about.

I was at a barbecue.

Bang!

I wonder how it would really feel

to be shot in the head. Point blank.

One minute

you're going about your business,

buying a present for a friend, the next...

- Bang!

- ...nothing.

Gone. A full stop on an ordinary life.

A bit funny, innit,

you all meeting round Allen's this morning?

I told you. I was at a barbecue, gawer.

- Bollocks.

- Why don't you check the shopping bags?

You think I carry f***ing pork chops around

with me for the fun of it?

Listen to me,

I went round there for a barbecue.

Bollocks. You went round to Allen's house

for your lick of the lolly.

I've got a bag full of peppered steaks

and sausages out there. Go and have a look.

What the f*** happened to you, Allen?

I used to think you was a bit of a player

a few years ago.

Now you're turning over

two-bob jewelery shops.

And killing punters.

- You the trigger man, then?

- No comment.

You like killing innocent women?

She was only buying a present

for a f***ing friend, you scum!

Twenty-three years old.

Shaped charge like that is only available

from an industrial builders' merchants.

And you need a ticket for that.

It's a specialist skill set.

Only someone with a criminal

or military history would be capable.

And you weren't in the army, was ya,

'cause I stuck you in the f***ing shovel?

- Come here.

- What's up, man?

You see, Mr Guilty Murderer,

I'm the kind of person, I want to see

those responsible brought to justice,

but, you, you're the kind of person,

if you had any information on someone

like that, you'd keep it to yourself.

The wrist. May I?

Knock yourself out.

Do you know what that is?

It's a watch mark tan line.

Know why?

'Cause I've been in the sun.

So?

So you can sit there

and say anything you want about me

and that bit of work,

you can tell me it's my MO,

how it could have only come from me,

fingerprints, DNA, shaped charge.

Yeah.

There is one fact you're

overlooking, Regan.

What's that?

One piece of undeniable evidence

that any jury in the land

will chuck out of court.

Go on.

I was on my yacht,

lying in the sun.

You're gonna have to do

better than that, son.

Why don't you ask your sidekick

to bring my mobile phone in here?

Please.

George? Bring this slag's

mobile in, will you?

I know it's you.

When I put you away, it

will be for so long,

next time you come out,

you'll be walking on f***ing sticks.

Maybe.

Go on, dig an 'ole for yourself.

It's me, on board my yacht.

Moored off the coast of Montenegro.

The time and date's at

the top of the screen.

- But you saw that, didn't you, Regan?

- Yeah.

Regan, quick word.

I'll be right there, guv.

Keep your nut on him.

You seem like a smart man, Francis.

You shouldn't underestimate me.

I ain't no one's sidekick.

What you got?

The electronic strip on his passport

confirms he was out of the country

at the time of the robbery.

He re-entered the night Wextru saw him

with a suitcase.

I think you've got the wrong man.

Anyone could have carried his passport.

You know what he's capable of.

It's a move, guv.

It doesn't look like a move from here.

And you know we only have him in custody

for 24 hours.

I just need one more little piece

of evidence to tie him to the crime.

Get it quickly, Regan.

You don't charge him by 10:00 a.m.

tomorrow, he's a free man,

and you're sitting in a pile of sh*t.

I'm sick of sneaking about in the shadows.

I want you to leave him.

I want you to live with me.

What? Here in a Holiday Inn?

It's not that easy.

I'll get a gaff.

We can set up shop together, you and me.

I mean, we're good together.

You make me feel...

Hungry.

Just think about it.

Come, get back into bed, Jack.

You're stressed.

Nah. I've got this slag in a cell.

I know he's f***ing playing me.

I just can't link him to the crime,

but I know he done it.

I know, Jack.

- I just want to put him away.

- I know, Jack.

- I need to f***ing put him away.

- I know, Jack.

Who is it?

It's the Pope. Who do you think it is?

What's wrong with you? Don't you sleep?

Put your clothes on, George.

Three armed males enter the premises.

There's one driver outside.

One holds the door.

Two clear the premises

and work the counters.

Shaped charge blows the safe.

They're in and out in under two minutes.

There's one victim.

An innocent girl

who was just buying a f***ing present.

I mean, what's that all about?

Two hundred grand's worth of stones

and tom gone.

- What have we got?

- We've got Allen.

Yeah. Only for a couple of hours.

Play it again.

- That's it.

- Wait. I've gone back too far.

F*** it. Leave it, let it play.

Two come in, clear the place.

Shaped charge the f***ing...

Where's my f***ing glasses?

Has anyone checked her phone records

to find out who she's talking to?

Yeah, Simmonds is on it.

It's funny how,

a few seconds after she hangs up,

the place gets knocked over.

Watch.

Why turn back? They got what they came for.

He didn't need to kill her.

He's done it for another reason.

He's killed her for another reason.

It wasn't just a robbery.

It was an execution.

- Guv?

- Yeah.

Allen killed the girl to cover something up.

Weren't just a robbery.

Look at the CCTV.

He murdered her for another reason.

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