Unforgettable: The Sweeney Page #6

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I was stuck in a car.

I couldn't move. I couldn't help her.

What could I f***ing do?

I can't live like this. I just need your help.

I'm on the f***ing ropes here.

We're being watched.

- Where?

- On the roadside.

Hello, son.

Come here.

- Got a mobile on you?

- Yeah.

Well, get your mobile

and take a smudge of me.

Go on, then.

What happened to your face?

Give that to Harry. Tell

him to meet me here.

In the Crow's Nest.

I want a gun and a badge.

I've never asked you for anything, George.

It's a bad business, this.

They played me, Harry.

Made me look f***ing ordinary.

Well, there's nothing

ordinary about you, pal.

- Where did it all go so f***ing wrong?

- You didn't. But they didn't either.

- Who told you about the bank?

- A friend of a friend.

Some Eastern Bloc trigger man

with loose lips.

More chance of finding a bit of class

in Deptford.

Here.

That's very good. You got the yogga?

This is all I could lay my paws on.

That'll do.

Yeah. I stuck a 9-mil in one of 'em.

He won't be getting far

with an untreated gunshot wound.

I need you to do me a favor, Harry.

I need you to check hospitals, like Bupa

clinics, vets, and quacks, that sort of thing.

Find 'em, Jack.

Yeah, I will.

Who's Makin Trebolt?

I told Carter. I don't talk to the police.

I ain't the f***ing police no more.

Now, who's Makin Trebolt?

What's his connection to Allen?

I told you in the cells.

I went to Allen's for a barbecue.

- Wrong f***ing answer.

- No, no, don't!

He paid me... He paid... Allen paid me!

- He paid me.

- For what?

To take his passport out of the country.

- Where is he now?

- I don't know.

- I said...

- God! Please!

- Where the f*** is he now?

- Oh, f***!

I can't tell you, 'cause I don't know.

Now, you tell him I'm coming after him.

I'm f***ing coming after all of them.

Regan!

We've got orders to search you.

Now empty your pockets.

Come here.

F***!

Yeah, that's the language

you understand, isn't it?

I'm arresting you

on suspicion of witness intimidation.

- You have the right to remain...

- You ain't a f***ing man!

You bastard!

Cuff him.

The promotion you applied for...

I'm not in the market no more.

You wanna waste your time

with false loyalties,

or be of real value to your community?

Redundant camaraderie

or fulfilled potential?

It's a simple choice, Carter.

This is my direct line and my mobile.

You call me when you're ready to become

the man you're capable of being.

I know what I'd do if I was you.

My inmates are so excited about your

arrival we had to lock down the wing.

Funny to think

on the outside people look up to you,

but in here you're my most hated prisoner.

You make sex cases look popular.

Truth is, you should be on the rule in seg,

not on normal courtyard exercise,

for your own safety.

But we haven't got the space.

So you'll have to stay on the open wing

till we can transfer you.

All right. Open up.

Here he is.

- How's the leg, Harry?

- It still bloody hurts.

Tell my friend here what you know.

Got a call this afternoon,

asking if I could treat a gunshot wound.

For cash.

- Do you know where he is?

- I sure do.

I operated on him an hour ago.

Pulled this from his collarbone.

- What's his condition?

- Shot.

Regan did it.

There's a taxi cab office

on the next street along.

But in the back they sell crack and heroin.

He's recuperating in the apartment.

I wouldn't go in there blazing.

He's not alone.

- Bernard.

- Take care, Harry.

- Mini Cabs.

- Yes, I'm with a dozen or so friends,

and we need to get into Soho.

Could you tell me how many drivers

you have at base at the moment?

Neil? Neil. It's Uncle Jack.

Listen, I need to speak to Daddy, kid.

He's gone, Uncle Jack.

Well, where is he?

I don't know.

Listen, Neil, I gotta talk to him.

Get a message to him from me.

It's very important.

Allen never left the country.

Funny place to bump into each other.

- Gotta laugh?

- Yeah.

Where is he?

Where the f*** is he?

At home with your wife.

F***ing hell!

You've been busy, ain't you, mate?

Nice little diversion you set up, yeah,

when you saw we was onto the bank.

Very clever. Almost pulled it off as well.

Just one thing you didn't

take into account.

Me, you c*nt.

Now, I'm gonna ask you a question.

You answer it if you want to live.

Where's Trebolt going?

I ain't f***ing about with you, mate!

A friend of mine is over

there on your wall,

he's in a spot of bother

and I ain't about to let him down,

so you better tell me what the f***

I want to know or I will shoot you.

Answer me! Where's he f***ing going?

In English, motherf***er.

I don't speak your language.

- Home.

- How's he getting there?

- Boat.

- What boat? Where?

Gravesend. Pegasus.

Gravesend. The Pegasus.

That wasn't too difficult, was it?

This is for Nancy.

Drop the gun! Drop the gun!

- Calm down. I'm police.

- Don't talk! Just drop the gun!

I'm Officer George Carter

from the Flying Squad.

Keep your hands behind your head!

Go in my pocket and you will find my badge.

Lower your weapons, boys.

Got a report that an ID was seen

assembling a firearm in a nearby vehicle.

Gotta say I'm disappointed

it was you, Carter.

Yeah, well, it weren't

gonna be Regan, was it?

There's your man.

Haskins. You can't shut up shop now.

I told you, I know where Trebolt's at,

I know where he's going.

I just annihilated four geezers

to get you that information

and you don't even wanna hear it!

Take it easy, Carter.

I just got you off the hook

and it won't happen again.

I'm all out of favors.

You can take all your intelligence

down to the NCI when they interview you.

Haskins, come on!

You're just gonna leave Jack in prison?

Locked up like a criminal?

What about the Sweeney?

What about Regan? Come on.

You're starting to sound a lot like him.

And you're better than that.

You got a big future ahead of you

if you can just keep your bloody head down.

- Don't patronize me.

- I'm not.

Look at the way he's ended up.

Is that what you want?

To become like Regan?

You know f***-all about what I want,

what's best for my future.

I'm my own man.

I didn't join the police

to be some constable out on the beat

or to sit behind a desk.

I became police to be in the Sweeney.

So if there's no Sweeney,

there is no Officer George Carter.

Come here, Carter.

Carter! I'm talking to you!

What's Pegasus?

It's the name of Allen's boat. Why?

Pig, it turns out you've got a friend.

How the f*** did you manage that?

I couldn't believe it,

they had f***ing pictures.

Hundreds of pictures of us. They've been

watching us the whole f***ing time.

We walked right into this.

Trebolt blew the safe in the jewelers

to make it look like Allen,

'cause he knew we'd go after him.

That's why it was so easy to find him.

We had him cuffed in a cell

and we let him walk.

I knew Francis Allen was involved.

We had him on a f***ing plate.

It's Haskins.

I'm listening.

The Pegasus has already entered

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