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Norman Stanley Fletcher, | 0:00:03 | 0:00:05 | |
you have pleaded guilty to the charges brought by this court | 0:00:05 | 0:00:09 | |
and it is my duty to pass sentence. | 0:00:09 | 0:00:12 | |
An habitual criminal who accepts arrest as an occupational hazard, | 0:00:14 | 0:00:19 | |
you presumably accept imprisonment in the same casual manner. | 0:00:19 | 0:00:24 | |
We therefore commit you to the maximum term for these offences. | 0:00:26 | 0:00:31 | |
You will go to prison for five years. | 0:00:31 | 0:00:34 | |
I have two. | 0:01:03 | 0:01:05 | |
McLaren. Warren. | 0:01:55 | 0:01:57 | |
I've called you as representatives of your respective cell blocks. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:01 | |
-What's this all about? -Just a minute. | 0:02:01 | 0:02:04 | |
-As we know, the festive season is upon us. -All the high spirits that entails. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:11 | |
Jock, that's the wrong attitude going in. | 0:02:11 | 0:02:14 | |
What is the real meaning of Christmas? | 0:02:14 | 0:02:18 | |
Apart from the crib and all that swaddling. What springs to mind? | 0:02:18 | 0:02:23 | |
-Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. -Yeah. Very good. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:26 | |
Mr McKay roasting on an open fire. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:30 | |
No, that's Guy Fawkes night. | 0:02:30 | 0:02:32 | |
Crackers and holly. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:34 | |
Tree tops glistening. Children listening... | 0:02:34 | 0:02:37 | |
All right. Leave out the Perry Como for a minute. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:40 | |
But what to WE associate with Christmas - apart from robbing postmen? | 0:02:40 | 0:02:46 | |
Drink! | 0:02:46 | 0:02:47 | |
Drink? | 0:02:47 | 0:02:49 | |
That's what everyone does. They all get plastered, legless, elephant's trunk. | 0:02:49 | 0:02:54 | |
Brahms and Liszt as the proverbial newt. | 0:02:54 | 0:02:58 | |
I've never understood that remark. Are newts heavy drinkers? | 0:02:58 | 0:03:02 | |
There's a security risk here. Time is of the essence. | 0:03:02 | 0:03:06 | |
-I was just... -What are we doing here? | 0:03:06 | 0:03:09 | |
-Wine tasting. -Wine tasting? | 0:03:09 | 0:03:12 | |
Yep. Unbeknown to all, and purely out of charity to our fellow inmates, | 0:03:12 | 0:03:17 | |
Godber and me have been fermenting illicit liquor since last July. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:21 | |
We started then to reach perfection at this festive season. | 0:03:21 | 0:03:26 | |
Fletcher, you're a marvel! | 0:03:26 | 0:03:29 | |
-I helped him as well. -Yeah. Yeah. | 0:03:29 | 0:03:32 | |
-Are you dishing this stuff out? -I shouldn't have said "charity". | 0:03:32 | 0:03:36 | |
It's a business transaction. | 0:03:36 | 0:03:39 | |
You are here to receive a sample so you can place orders for your fellow felons. | 0:03:39 | 0:03:45 | |
Up the spout. ..We have two selections, gentlemen. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:49 | |
There you are. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:53 | |
We have two-star in the blue bottle | 0:03:54 | 0:03:57 | |
-and the five-star in the green bottle with the handle. -Godber! | 0:03:57 | 0:04:02 | |
FLETCH WHISTLES "GOOD KING WENCESLAS" | 0:04:12 | 0:04:16 | |
Right. As I was saying, the two-star here - | 0:04:29 | 0:04:33 | |
the vin ordinaire, but not all that ordinaire. | 0:04:33 | 0:04:37 | |
And the five-star - the special reserve. That one first. | 0:04:37 | 0:04:42 | |
There we go. | 0:04:42 | 0:04:44 | |
Lovely! This should be sipped delicately, like a fine liqueur. | 0:04:44 | 0:04:49 | |
It should not be smashed down the throat by the mugful. Tulip. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:54 | |
HE CHOKES | 0:05:01 | 0:05:03 | |
I knew they'd like it, Len. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:06 | |
You might have washed the bottle out! | 0:05:06 | 0:05:09 | |
Are you sure that's fit for human consumption? | 0:05:09 | 0:05:12 | |
No, I'm not actually. That's why you're trying it out first. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:17 | |
-This stuff's evil. -Remember, it's got another whole week to mature. | 0:05:17 | 0:05:22 | |
This is the two-star. This one isn't quite so smooth. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:26 | |
Go carefully, otherwise you'll lose the flavour, bouquet and your powers of speech, too. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:33 | |
-Don't spill it, it might burn the carpet. -Smells like embrocation. | 0:05:33 | 0:05:38 | |
-There is a hint of embrocation. -You could poison the whole prison. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
It's not easy to get the ingredients. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:45 | |
The potato peelings and the orange pips no bother, | 0:05:45 | 0:05:49 | |
but normally we would never have had to use boot polish. | 0:05:49 | 0:05:54 | |
-Boot polish! -Only a joke. -You sure? | 0:05:54 | 0:05:58 | |
Of course! It's anti-freeze. | 0:05:58 | 0:06:00 | |
Come in. > | 0:06:05 | 0:06:07 | |
Morning, Governor. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:09 | |
Good morning, um... | 0:06:09 | 0:06:12 | |
Keegan, sir. Oh, yes. Keegan... Thank you. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:16 | |
You're new here? I'm just a new trustee. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:21 | |
Mr McKay's Christmas box because I'm getting out soon. Good. | 0:06:21 | 0:06:26 | |
See you don't fall back into your old ways. No chance of that, sir. | 0:06:26 | 0:06:31 | |
- Not since the wife passed away. - When was this? | 0:06:31 | 0:06:35 | |
A few weeks before I came inside. Poor woman. What happened? | 0:06:35 | 0:06:40 | |
I murdered her. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:43 | |
Well... See that it doesn't happen again. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:48 | |
Morning, sir. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
Keegan. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:55 | |
-Close the door, Mr McKay. -Sir. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:59 | |
That new trustee. What's his name? Keegan? | 0:07:01 | 0:07:04 | |
-No complaints, sir? -He's a murderer. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:06 | |
Yes, sir. But a crime of passion. Crime passionelle. French. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:12 | |
His sort of murderer makes a model prisoner. | 0:07:12 | 0:07:16 | |
Do their porridge. Full remission. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:18 | |
-According to HO figures, 75%... -I'm not interested in statistics. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:23 | |
I do not want my morning coffee served by a wife murderer. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:27 | |
Very good, sir. I shall replace him, sir. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:31 | |
Now to the business in hand. | 0:07:31 | 0:07:35 | |
I always find Christmas a very difficult time. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:39 | |
Yes, sir. So open to abuse. Contraband, bartering, smuggling... | 0:07:39 | 0:07:43 | |
There isn't a Christmas cake here that isn't laced with marijuana. | 0:07:43 | 0:07:48 | |
-What are we doing about that? -I've taken precautions. | 0:07:48 | 0:07:52 | |
-Mr Barraclough is sampling all the food parcels. -Anything to report? | 0:07:52 | 0:07:56 | |
He's still too stoned to tell me, sir. | 0:07:56 | 0:08:00 | |
-What about drink? -Always a problem, sir. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:04 | |
They're so ingenious at hiding it. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:06 | |
I remember once they concealed it in a fire extinguisher. We only discovered it when a fire broke out. | 0:08:06 | 0:08:13 | |
It was only a small fire, but after we used that extinguisher it became a raging inferno. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:20 | |
Disgraceful. As you know, I'm a staunch teetotaller | 0:08:22 | 0:08:27 | |
and strictly against drinking - legal or illegal. So let us be particularly vigilant this year, | 0:08:27 | 0:08:33 | |
-and get through it with the minimum of incident. -I'll drink to that, sir. | 0:08:33 | 0:08:38 | |
Hardly an appropriate remark. Carry on. | 0:08:38 | 0:08:42 | |
-You'll see about replacing, er... -Keegan. | 0:08:42 | 0:08:45 | |
Incidentally, how did he kill his poor wife? | 0:08:45 | 0:08:49 | |
Poison, sir. | 0:08:49 | 0:08:51 | |
Hang on, Lenny. | 0:09:00 | 0:09:02 | |
-I think we've got burglars. -What? | 0:09:06 | 0:09:09 | |
Excuse me. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:17 | |
-What's all this? -You're not being singled out. We're doing the entire block. | 0:09:18 | 0:09:24 | |
Infringement of civil liberties. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:26 | |
-If we knew what you was after, we might be able to help. -Drink. | 0:09:26 | 0:09:30 | |
Drink? As in "drink", you mean? | 0:09:30 | 0:09:34 | |
You mean alcohol, the Vera Lynn, the mother's ruin? | 0:09:34 | 0:09:37 | |
-That is what I mean. -I am a strict teetotaller, Mr Barraclough. | 0:09:37 | 0:09:42 | |
-Fletcher. Really! -I am. I don't touch tea and never have. | 0:09:42 | 0:09:47 | |
-If think the state of the country is due more to tea than alcohol. -How? | 0:09:47 | 0:09:52 | |
-The rot set in with the teabag. -You can't point the finger. You've never done an honest day's work. | 0:09:52 | 0:10:00 | |
-Slander AND breaking and entering. -They've been turning us over all week. | 0:10:00 | 0:10:05 | |
They came into the hobby shop where we were making toys - | 0:10:05 | 0:10:09 | |
for orphans - and I saw Mr Barraclough disembowel my panda. | 0:10:09 | 0:10:13 | |
Don't you think I felt bad about that? | 0:10:13 | 0:10:17 | |
-Just as I felt bad about sampling your food parcels. -But you felt pretty good afterwards. | 0:10:17 | 0:10:23 | |
They found him standing in a sand bucket, singing The Desert Song. | 0:10:23 | 0:10:28 | |
Well, I suggest you tidy this cell up. | 0:10:28 | 0:10:32 | |
That's nice(!) Exit the Red Shadow. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:35 | |
It's all right for you, innit? | 0:10:35 | 0:10:38 | |
You didn't find nothing, but there's no apologies, is there? | 0:10:38 | 0:10:41 | |
It's a complete infringement of civil liberties, an unjustifiable act of mistrust and suspicion. | 0:10:41 | 0:10:48 | |
Yeah. | 0:10:48 | 0:10:50 | |
-Didn't find nothing, did they? -We hid it too well! | 0:10:50 | 0:10:54 | |
Hey, push that door to. | 0:10:56 | 0:10:58 | |
Don't want the neighbours to see. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:01 | |
-Good evening, sir. And what will it be? -The usual. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:04 | |
-Care for a drink first? -Why not? -Large one, sir? | 0:11:04 | 0:11:09 | |
Mind your own business. | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
-Have one yourself. -Thank you. | 0:11:19 | 0:11:21 | |
Cheers. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:27 | |
-Eeeugh! -Urggh! | 0:11:27 | 0:11:30 | |
Ooogh! | 0:11:30 | 0:11:31 | |
Prisoners 1. System 0. | 0:11:32 | 0:11:35 | |
Not necessarily, Fletcher. | 0:11:35 | 0:11:37 | |
Oh, my gawd. Time, gentlemen, please. Haven't you got no cells to go to? | 0:11:37 | 0:11:43 | |
Lead on , Godber. Left. Right. Left. Right. | 0:11:45 | 0:11:50 | |
Mark time in front. Halt. One. Two. | 0:11:50 | 0:11:52 | |
Face the front. Morning, Mrs Jamieson. Mr Barraclough. | 0:11:52 | 0:11:56 | |
-Good morning, Mr McKay. -Morning, Mrs Jamieson. -Quiet! | 0:11:56 | 0:11:59 | |
-Is the Governor in? -I'm waiting to see him. He's indisposed. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:03 | |
He's in the what? | 0:12:03 | 0:12:06 | |
He's not feeling too well ever since he sampled the Christmas pudding. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:10 | |
I made that! Nothing wrong with it. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:13 | |
That's what you said about your Hungarian gluelash. | 0:12:13 | 0:12:17 | |
The word is goulash. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:19 | |
I chose the word advisedly, Mr McKay, | 0:12:19 | 0:12:22 | |
seeing as how most of us were stuck in the bog afterwards. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:26 | |
Attention! | 0:12:27 | 0:12:29 | |
Bless you. | 0:12:29 | 0:12:30 | |
-Good morning, Governor. -Morning, Mr McKay. | 0:12:30 | 0:12:33 | |
Not too good I hear, sir? Sorry to hear it. | 0:12:35 | 0:12:38 | |
Not too good at all, Mr McKay. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:41 | |
That prisoner you replaced. Keegan. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:44 | |
-You didn't put him in the kitchens, did you? -No, sir. | 0:12:44 | 0:12:48 | |
I just wondered if he was extracting revenge. | 0:12:48 | 0:12:51 | |
I'd better have some more of that vile stuff, Mrs Jamieson. | 0:12:52 | 0:12:56 | |
You can come through, Barraclough, but I may not have long. | 0:12:56 | 0:13:00 | |
Now see what you've done. Stricken governor. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:04 | |
What sort of Christmas is he going to have? | 0:13:04 | 0:13:06 | |
What sort are YOU going to have? | 0:13:06 | 0:13:09 | |
-Chuffed, aren't you? -It's your own fault. You know the penalties for brewing illicit hooch. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:15 | |
-It's not illicit hooch. It's a health drink. -Poppycock! | 0:13:15 | 0:13:19 | |
No, it's not poppycock. Couldn't get the poppies. | 0:13:19 | 0:13:23 | |
-Mind you, in here there's no shortage of... -Fletcher! | 0:13:23 | 0:13:27 | |
All I'm saying is it was a health drink. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:33 | |
We just got a thousand wine gums and we pressed them. | 0:13:33 | 0:13:36 | |
The result is a remedy for all known ills | 0:13:38 | 0:13:41 | |
and several unknown ones. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:44 | |
-You ought to give the governor some, Mrs Jamieson. -He's sick enough. | 0:13:45 | 0:13:49 | |
Stop it, you two. | 0:13:54 | 0:13:56 | |
I've always been attracted to older women. | 0:13:57 | 0:14:01 | |
As a lad, I wanted to be seduced by my Auntie Pauline. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:05 | |
Very sophisticated, she was. | 0:14:05 | 0:14:07 | |
-Worked in a dress shop in Smethwick and wore Evening In Paris behind her ears. -A sure sign. | 0:14:07 | 0:14:13 | |
-I nearly was once. -What? -Seduced. | 0:14:13 | 0:14:16 | |
I went round one afternoon and the radio was playing and she said, | 0:14:16 | 0:14:21 | |
"Lenny, don't you think it's about time you learned how to foxtrot?" | 0:14:21 | 0:14:25 | |
Even at the naive age of 14 I though, "Foxtrot? Middle of the afternoon? Yum, yum." | 0:14:25 | 0:14:33 | |
I bet you did! Do you think you ought to go on in front of Mr McKay? | 0:14:33 | 0:14:37 | |
He's a strict Glasgow Presbyterian. | 0:14:37 | 0:14:40 | |
Sex is only allowed when Rangers beat Celtic. | 0:14:41 | 0:14:44 | |
I am not interested in Godber's carnal reminiscences. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:52 | |
Aren't ya? I am. What happened then, Godber? | 0:14:52 | 0:14:56 | |
-Nothing. -What? -Nothing happened. | 0:14:56 | 0:14:59 | |
She just held me very close and we danced round the living room, to the Northern Dance Orchestra. | 0:14:59 | 0:15:06 | |
Big room, was it? | 0:15:06 | 0:15:08 | |
Your stories have a habit of tailing off like that. | 0:15:08 | 0:15:12 | |
You are the master of the anti-climax. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:15 | |
I can't half foxtrot, though. | 0:15:15 | 0:15:18 | |
-KNOCK AT DOOR -Yes? | 0:15:20 | 0:15:24 | |
-Hello, lads. -Hello, Reg. It's Reg. | 0:15:27 | 0:15:31 | |
Got a bad arm? | 0:15:31 | 0:15:33 | |
-I see! You're a trustee now, are you? -I replaced Keegan. Thanks to Mr McKay. | 0:15:33 | 0:15:39 | |
Oh, yes. When a man keeps his nose clean, I don't forget. | 0:15:39 | 0:15:43 | |
-I'll come back later. -Take in the Governor's coffee. Chop, chop! | 0:15:43 | 0:15:48 | |
Your coffee, sir. | 0:15:53 | 0:15:55 | |
Thank you... Urwin, sir. With a "U". | 0:15:55 | 0:15:59 | |
- I'm the new trustee. - A privileged position. | 0:15:59 | 0:16:04 | |
I know, sir. That's why I've been well behaved these last few months, so I could get on with my plan. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:11 | |
Yes. | 0:16:11 | 0:16:12 | |
I'm afraid your plan will have to wait, Urwin. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:16 | |
- Mr Venables, have you got time...? - No! | 0:16:20 | 0:16:23 | |
I'll take it with me. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:25 | |
Pity it wasn't in triplicate, eh? | 0:16:26 | 0:16:29 | |
- Where's he gone? - He's got an upset tummy. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:33 | |
But he was instrumental in my plan. What plan, Urwin? | 0:16:33 | 0:16:38 | |
I suppose a screw would do just as well. | 0:16:38 | 0:16:42 | |
- Yeah. Don't see why not. - What is your plan? | 0:16:42 | 0:16:46 | |
I-I want to get out of here. That's what we all want. | 0:16:46 | 0:16:50 | |
But you don't want me to get out as soon as I do. | 0:16:50 | 0:16:54 | |
That's why I'm taking you hostage. | 0:16:54 | 0:16:56 | |
It's a gun...and it works... and it's loaded. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:03 | |
Now just a minute, er... | 0:17:04 | 0:17:06 | |
- Urwin. With a "U". - U-U-Urwin. Why not put that down? | 0:17:06 | 0:17:12 | |
So you can pick it up? | 0:17:12 | 0:17:14 | |
You ought to think carefully about what you're doing. | 0:17:14 | 0:17:18 | |
I 'ave done. First, I want you to shut that blind. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:22 | |
Second, I want you to get me a helicopter. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:26 | |
Go on! | 0:17:28 | 0:17:29 | |
Look, the Governor's obviously got things on his mind to say the least. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:34 | |
Why don't we come back in the new year - about April? | 0:17:34 | 0:17:38 | |
I've got plenty of time, Fletcher. I've waited long enough for this. | 0:17:38 | 0:17:43 | |
-We might as well sit down. Take the weight off. -Fletcher! | 0:17:43 | 0:17:47 | |
Don't you come it with me. | 0:17:47 | 0:17:49 | |
I don't mind waiting. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:53 | |
-It's worth getting busted to see Mrs Jamieson's... -Godber! | 0:17:53 | 0:17:57 | |
..smile. | 0:17:57 | 0:17:59 | |
-I apologise for these two. -That's all right. I've learned to turn the other cheek. | 0:18:00 | 0:18:06 | |
And a very attractive cheek, too. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:08 | |
Mrs Jamieson? I want to get in touch with the nearest RAF station. | 0:18:11 | 0:18:16 | |
RAF station? | 0:18:16 | 0:18:18 | |
I don't know where that is. | 0:18:18 | 0:18:22 | |
Well...the Fleet Air Arm, or Air Sea Rescue... | 0:18:22 | 0:18:25 | |
Anyone... Anyone who can get me a helicopter. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:29 | |
You're being a bit lavish with your Christmas presents this year. | 0:18:29 | 0:18:33 | |
What? | 0:18:34 | 0:18:36 | |
You'll need a lot of crinkly paper to wrap that up. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:39 | |
All right, Fletcher! Is there a problem? | 0:18:39 | 0:18:43 | |
Yes, Mr McKay. Something has c-come up. | 0:18:43 | 0:18:47 | |
-Come up? -Y-Yes. I'm being held at gunpoint by Urwin here. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:52 | |
-You what? -It's true. Aaaaah! | 0:18:52 | 0:18:55 | |
-Don't panic. Get on the blower. -Are you off your rocker? -Shut up! -Anything you say. | 0:18:55 | 0:19:01 | |
All right, Urwin. Give me that gun. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:06 | |
Make a move and Barraclough gets it. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:09 | |
Urwin, I said give me that gun. | 0:19:09 | 0:19:13 | |
Shut up, McKay. This is no time for stupid heroics. | 0:19:13 | 0:19:17 | |
We can't let these people intimidate us. | 0:19:17 | 0:19:20 | |
It's fine for you. He's pointing the gun at my head. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:23 | |
Naff off, MacKay. I'm taking two hostages - him and her. So put the word out. | 0:19:23 | 0:19:29 | |
Well, do as he says, man. | 0:19:31 | 0:19:34 | |
Very well. I'll soon have you out of this. And don't YOU panic, Mr Barraclough. | 0:19:34 | 0:19:40 | |
-Mr McKay? -Yes. -Can we panic? | 0:19:40 | 0:19:42 | |
-You two, come along with me. -No! | 0:19:43 | 0:19:46 | |
I can use them. Naff off, McKay. | 0:19:46 | 0:19:49 | |
I've found the number f-for RAF Topcliff. | 0:19:52 | 0:19:56 | |
You'd better get 'em. | 0:19:56 | 0:19:59 | |
Reg, you don't want us here. You don't need us. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:03 | |
We're only littering up the place. We'll go back to our cell. We've got a busy day... | 0:20:03 | 0:20:09 | |
Lock that door. Put the filing cabinet against the door. | 0:20:09 | 0:20:13 | |
All right. | 0:20:13 | 0:20:14 | |
I have them on the line. | 0:20:14 | 0:20:16 | |
Mr Barraclough? | 0:20:16 | 0:20:18 | |
Shall I talk to them in there? | 0:20:20 | 0:20:23 | |
All right. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:26 | |
Reg? | 0:20:29 | 0:20:30 | |
I-I-Is this all you wanted us for - to put this filing cabinet up? | 0:20:31 | 0:20:36 | |
Yeah. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:37 | |
-We'll be getting off. -Help us shift this. It's in the way. | 0:20:37 | 0:20:41 | |
Do you think I'm crackers, or something? | 0:20:41 | 0:20:44 | |
Possibly, Reg. I mean, it ain't the behaviour of a rational man, is it? | 0:20:44 | 0:20:49 | |
I know what I'm doing. Give me that key. | 0:20:50 | 0:20:54 | |
Key. | 0:20:54 | 0:20:55 | |
Now, we'll just sit tight and wait. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:59 | |
FLETCHER SIGHS | 0:20:59 | 0:21:01 | |
Um... | 0:21:02 | 0:21:04 | |
I have a dental appointment in half an hour. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:08 | |
You'll have to bleedin' cancel it. | 0:21:08 | 0:21:10 | |
Yes, Prison Officer Barraclough of Slade Prison. | 0:21:10 | 0:21:15 | |
Don't you think I ought to talk to your commanding officer? | 0:21:15 | 0:21:19 | |
Yes, I know there's only two shopping days till Christmas, but... | 0:21:19 | 0:21:23 | |
This is Reg Urwin. I'm in charge. | 0:21:24 | 0:21:27 | |
I don't care how, but I want a chopper here in half an hour. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:32 | |
Hang on. I also want 10,000 quid in used notes, otherwise I won't be responsible for my actions. | 0:21:32 | 0:21:38 | |
That's the way you talk to these people. | 0:21:38 | 0:21:41 | |
If they ring back and still stall, I'll shoot you. | 0:21:41 | 0:21:44 | |
Yes. I'll remember that. | 0:21:45 | 0:21:48 | |
-Bearing up? -Pardon? | 0:21:58 | 0:22:00 | |
-Under the strain. -Yes, yes. I'm keeping myself busy... | 0:22:00 | 0:22:05 | |
doing some of those jobs one's always putting off. | 0:22:05 | 0:22:08 | |
Otherwise I...I might go to pieces. | 0:22:08 | 0:22:11 | |
No, Mrs Jamieson. You've always struck me as typically British - | 0:22:11 | 0:22:15 | |
stiff upper lip, calm under crisis. | 0:22:15 | 0:22:18 | |
That's very sweet of you to say. | 0:22:18 | 0:22:20 | |
It doesn't surprise me. I've always admired you from afar. | 0:22:20 | 0:22:25 | |
Why? | 0:22:25 | 0:22:26 | |
You remind me of my Auntie Pauline. | 0:22:26 | 0:22:29 | |
Oh, yeah? Do I really? | 0:22:29 | 0:22:32 | |
-I was just... -I know what you were "just"... | 0:22:34 | 0:22:37 | |
Horny little beast. | 0:22:37 | 0:22:40 | |
He was trying to keep my spirits up. KNOCK AT DOOR | 0:22:40 | 0:22:43 | |
Come in. Oh, you can't. | 0:22:43 | 0:22:45 | |
-Wait! Who is it? -Wait! Who is it? | 0:22:48 | 0:22:51 | |
-Mr McKay. I've got the coffee. -Mr McKay with the coffee. | 0:22:51 | 0:22:55 | |
-Let him come in, but watch it! -Come in, but watch it. | 0:22:55 | 0:22:58 | |
-Everything all right? -Everything's all right. Naff off, McKay. | 0:23:07 | 0:23:11 | |
I can't believe this is happening in my prison. And at Christmastide. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:15 | |
It's all right for you. It's us who's suffering. | 0:23:15 | 0:23:18 | |
That'll do, Fletch. Lock the door and put that cabinet back. | 0:23:18 | 0:23:23 | |
Mr McKay? Could you do me a favour? | 0:23:23 | 0:23:25 | |
I left a pair of socks soaking. Would you wring 'em out? | 0:23:25 | 0:23:29 | |
Ah! Here we are, then. | 0:23:36 | 0:23:39 | |
Ta. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:40 | |
Mrs Jamieson. Thank you. | 0:23:40 | 0:23:43 | |
Fletcher. Help yourselves to sugar. | 0:23:43 | 0:23:46 | |
Thank you. | 0:23:46 | 0:23:48 | |
This is all very nice, isn't it? | 0:23:48 | 0:23:51 | |
-Never thought I'd be served coffee by a screw. -In the Governor's office. | 0:23:52 | 0:23:58 | |
-Barriers come down in these situations. -Mind if I sit? | 0:23:58 | 0:24:02 | |
BOTH: That's all right. | 0:24:02 | 0:24:04 | |
-Go ahead. -Thank you, Reg. | 0:24:04 | 0:24:07 | |
Well, here's to you, Reg... Wherever you end up. | 0:24:08 | 0:24:12 | |
-Where are you thinking of going? -Somewhere they don't ask too many questions | 0:24:12 | 0:24:18 | |
and they don't mind who I am. | 0:24:18 | 0:24:20 | |
Somewhere they turn a blind eye if you grease their palm? | 0:24:20 | 0:24:24 | |
What? Isle of Wight? | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
South America or Mexico. | 0:24:27 | 0:24:30 | |
Oh, yeah? Mexico. | 0:24:30 | 0:24:33 | |
Funny people, Mexicans. They're sort of...Mexican, I suppose. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:37 | |
All the dogs limp there, you know? | 0:24:37 | 0:24:40 | |
-I didn't know that. -That's well known. | 0:24:40 | 0:24:43 | |
-It's to do with the food. -Food? | 0:24:43 | 0:24:45 | |
A man wakes up in the morning, thinks about his breakfast, and kicks the dog. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:51 | |
Really? And I always fancied Mexico. | 0:24:51 | 0:24:55 | |
Well, contrary to popular travel-brochure myth, they're not a happy people. | 0:24:55 | 0:25:01 | |
I suppose anyone who has tequila as their national drink is bent on self-destruction. | 0:25:01 | 0:25:07 | |
-I appreciate your advice. -Yeah. -Perhaps I'll think of somewhere else. | 0:25:07 | 0:25:12 | |
You won't be going anywhere else, Urwin. | 0:25:12 | 0:25:16 | |
What? | 0:25:16 | 0:25:17 | |
We have a specially rehearsed procedure for times like this. | 0:25:17 | 0:25:21 | |
Don't worry, Mrs Jamieson. Neither of us will be going south of the border down Mexico way. | 0:25:21 | 0:25:27 | |
- What? - Weren't you puzzled I was so polite handing round the coffee? | 0:25:27 | 0:25:32 | |
One cup was laced with a tranquiliser. | 0:25:32 | 0:25:35 | |
It acts very swiftly and in a few moments...in a few moments you will be safely asleep in the land of nod. | 0:25:35 | 0:25:42 | |
SNORING | 0:25:42 | 0:25:44 | |
FLETCHER SNORES | 0:25:45 | 0:25:48 | |
-Any word yet? -Not yet, sir. | 0:26:08 | 0:26:11 | |
But everything's under control. The rest of the prison is quiet. Tea? | 0:26:11 | 0:26:17 | |
No, thank you. They've no idea what's going on? | 0:26:17 | 0:26:21 | |
They probably think someone's gone over the wall. | 0:26:21 | 0:26:25 | |
Just so long as we can keep the lid on this thing. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:29 | |
It should have worked. I used enough to knock out a rhinoceros. | 0:26:29 | 0:26:33 | |
I can't believe this is happening. How did he get the gun? | 0:26:33 | 0:26:38 | |
Probably made it, sir. He's spent a lot of time in the machine shop. | 0:26:38 | 0:26:43 | |
-Now we know why. -PHONE RINGS | 0:26:43 | 0:26:45 | |
Aha! | 0:26:45 | 0:26:47 | |
Everything all right, Barraclough? | 0:26:47 | 0:26:50 | |
What? | 0:26:50 | 0:26:51 | |
I see. Yes? | 0:26:51 | 0:26:53 | |
Right, Urwin. Right. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:55 | |
Yes, Urwin. Right. Oh. I'm sure I'll remember that. | 0:26:55 | 0:27:00 | |
What's happened? | 0:27:03 | 0:27:05 | |
Urwin says thank you for the coffee, it perked him up no end. | 0:27:05 | 0:27:09 | |
But Fletcher is sleeping like a rhinoceros. | 0:27:09 | 0:27:13 | |
HE SNORES | 0:27:15 | 0:27:18 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:27:18 | 0:27:21 | |
Hello? | 0:27:24 | 0:27:26 | |
Er, just one moment, please. Is that for me? | 0:27:26 | 0:27:29 | |
No. It's not. | 0:27:29 | 0:27:31 | |
It's your wife, Mr Barraclough. | 0:27:31 | 0:27:34 | |
Oh, dear. | 0:27:34 | 0:27:36 | |
How did she sound? The same as usual. | 0:27:37 | 0:27:40 | |
Oh, dear. | 0:27:40 | 0:27:41 | |
May I? | 0:27:41 | 0:27:44 | |
Be my guest. Perhaps she hasn't heard about this yet. | 0:27:44 | 0:27:48 | |
Hello, dear. What? | 0:27:49 | 0:27:52 | |
No, I-I-I hadn't forgotten, but I think I ought to tell you that there is a chance I might be late. | 0:27:52 | 0:27:59 | |
No... Just a minute, Alice. Just a minute. | 0:28:00 | 0:28:03 | |
No, if you'd only give me a minute to explain, I... | 0:28:03 | 0:28:07 | |
I know I've been late three times this week, but... | 0:28:07 | 0:28:11 | |
I'm being held at gunpoint as a hostage. | 0:28:11 | 0:28:14 | |
I know we're supposed to be going to Mrs Wainright's. | 0:28:15 | 0:28:18 | |
Yes, it is rude and inconsiderate, but... | 0:28:18 | 0:28:21 | |
I may be going abroad in a helicopter. | 0:28:22 | 0:28:26 | |
Alice, I don't think you've heard a word I've... | 0:28:27 | 0:28:31 | |
At gunpoint, yes. | 0:28:31 | 0:28:33 | |
As well as Mrs Jamieson and two prisoners. | 0:28:33 | 0:28:37 | |
What do you mean is that woman with you? | 0:28:39 | 0:28:42 | |
Of course. Neither of us has much option. | 0:28:42 | 0:28:46 | |
(Of course I'm not glad.) | 0:28:46 | 0:28:49 | |
Alice, this is pointless. I'll ring you back later. If I don't manage, watch the Six O'Clock News. | 0:28:49 | 0:28:55 | |
Here, Barra. Your old lady reckon you and Mrs Jamieson got a thing going? | 0:28:55 | 0:29:01 | |
No. | 0:29:01 | 0:29:03 | |
I bet she don't believe all them lates you've been working. | 0:29:03 | 0:29:07 | |
People are bound to get on top of each other working here. | 0:29:07 | 0:29:12 | |
Nonsense, Godber! Our relationship is purely professional. | 0:29:14 | 0:29:18 | |
Should I, er, clear those cups up, Mr Barraclough? | 0:29:18 | 0:29:22 | |
There's no need to be so formal. | 0:29:22 | 0:29:25 | |
We all know about you and him. | 0:29:25 | 0:29:28 | |
Oh, Henry! How could you?! | 0:29:29 | 0:29:32 | |
Dorothy, I never said a word. | 0:29:33 | 0:29:36 | |
It never came from my lips. SNORE! | 0:29:36 | 0:29:39 | |
Oh. Ugh. Aah. | 0:29:39 | 0:29:42 | |
-Where am I? -In the Governor's office. Remember? | 0:29:42 | 0:29:46 | |
Sir, Godber and me weren't drunk. Sometimes we chew the occasional sock... | 0:29:46 | 0:29:52 | |
The Governor's not here. Don't you remember? | 0:29:52 | 0:29:55 | |
-Are you the new governor? Why are you there? -I'm hijacking Barraclough. | 0:29:55 | 0:30:01 | |
God, how could I fall asleep in the middle of this lot? | 0:30:01 | 0:30:06 | |
-The coffee you drank was drugged. -Drugged? | 0:30:06 | 0:30:09 | |
-It was for Reg, but Mr Baraclough messed it up. -I feel most peculiar. | 0:30:09 | 0:30:14 | |
You want to be careful. Them drugs on top of all that booze we had. | 0:30:14 | 0:30:20 | |
-Godber, I'll remember that. -Yes, so will I. | 0:30:20 | 0:30:23 | |
We're on World At One. | 0:30:23 | 0:30:26 | |
-RADIO: -'Details are still confused. | 0:30:26 | 0:30:28 | |
'The Governor's secretary and a prison officer are being held by three desperate prisoners.' | 0:30:28 | 0:30:36 | |
Three?! | 0:30:36 | 0:30:37 | |
'They are demanding transportation and a large sum of money. | 0:30:37 | 0:30:42 | |
'In the City today...' | 0:30:42 | 0:30:44 | |
-What's all this about "three desperate men"? -They said details were confused. | 0:30:44 | 0:30:50 | |
But our names will be named. | 0:30:50 | 0:30:53 | |
-What'll my family think? -My wife? -I hope she's more considerate than mine. | 0:30:53 | 0:30:57 | |
Never mind your naffin' families, what about me? | 0:30:57 | 0:31:02 | |
Everyone knows about it. Why am I still here? | 0:31:02 | 0:31:05 | |
-Where's my helicopter? -I don't think you should build up your hopes. | 0:31:05 | 0:31:11 | |
-What do you mean? -Get it into your head they might not play ball. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:15 | |
They've got to convince the public they're not going to bow to a nutter with a gun | 0:31:15 | 0:31:21 | |
and fly him off to sunnier climes. | 0:31:21 | 0:31:25 | |
-I'm no nutter. -I'm just using the establishment viewpoint. It's not personal. | 0:31:25 | 0:31:30 | |
-And ten thou's a lot of money. -It doesn't seem excessive for an officer with 23 years unblemished service. | 0:31:30 | 0:31:37 | |
Let me get this straight. | 0:31:37 | 0:31:40 | |
You're saying they're calling my bluff. They haven't been taking me seriously. | 0:31:40 | 0:31:45 | |
And there's nothing you can do. | 0:31:45 | 0:31:48 | |
I could do one thing. What? I could shoot you. | 0:31:48 | 0:31:51 | |
I suppose you could always do that. | 0:31:51 | 0:31:54 | |
I wouldn't advise it. | 0:31:55 | 0:31:57 | |
Any wave of public sympathy you might have built up would fly out the window. | 0:31:57 | 0:32:03 | |
Fletcher's right. Just keep cool. | 0:32:03 | 0:32:06 | |
I've been through this before. | 0:32:06 | 0:32:08 | |
-Have you? -Yeah. -Really! -I have. | 0:32:08 | 0:32:12 | |
First nick I was in, a bloke called Popplewell. He was a trustee. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:16 | |
That's how he got onto a working party to paint the outside of the governor's house. | 0:32:16 | 0:32:22 | |
-Before anyone knew, he was INSIDE the house with Mrs Bailey. -Mrs Bailey? | 0:32:22 | 0:32:28 | |
She was the wife of Governor Bailey. | 0:32:28 | 0:32:31 | |
The governor's name was Bailey and she married Governor Bailey, | 0:32:31 | 0:32:36 | |
so that made her Mrs Bailey. | 0:32:36 | 0:32:38 | |
Oh, dear, dear. | 0:32:38 | 0:32:41 | |
I suppose you called him "Old Bailey". | 0:32:41 | 0:32:44 | |
Do YOU want to tell the story? | 0:32:45 | 0:32:48 | |
-I was just... -Just then, well... | 0:32:48 | 0:32:51 | |
-Please, go on. -I'm losing the thread now. | 0:32:51 | 0:32:54 | |
-Get on with it. -All right. It's coming back. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:57 | |
Before you could say Jack Robinson, screws surrounded the place, the law, the press was there, | 0:32:57 | 0:33:04 | |
I think even Fyfe Robertson turned up. | 0:33:04 | 0:33:07 | |
But he soon got fed up and went back to the pub. | 0:33:07 | 0:33:10 | |
Anyway, for three days they appealed to Popplewell through megaphones - | 0:33:10 | 0:33:15 | |
the chaplain, psychiatrist, governor, but never a word from him or Mrs Bailey. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:20 | |
-What happened? -On the fourth day, Mrs Bailey let him go. | 0:33:20 | 0:33:26 | |
-SHE was holding HIM? -Yeah. | 0:33:37 | 0:33:39 | |
Why? | 0:33:39 | 0:33:41 | |
Why? | 0:33:41 | 0:33:42 | |
To use a phrase that was prevalent at the time, she'd never had it so good. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:48 | |
-All right, Mrs Jamieson? -What's happening? | 0:34:02 | 0:34:05 | |
-We've won a victory. He's extended his deadline till five. -I'll have time to finish before he shoots us. | 0:34:05 | 0:34:13 | |
-Must I expect a fate worse than death? -Is there one? | 0:34:14 | 0:34:19 | |
No, I...I don't suppose there is. | 0:34:20 | 0:34:24 | |
That's the girl. | 0:34:24 | 0:34:26 | |
Are those prisoners' files in there? | 0:34:26 | 0:34:29 | |
Yes. | 0:34:29 | 0:34:30 | |
-Fish out Urwin's, would you? -Why? | 0:34:30 | 0:34:33 | |
I dunno. It might help. Have a shufty, Len. | 0:34:33 | 0:34:38 | |
I'm getting angry. When do we get action? | 0:34:38 | 0:34:41 | |
I'm still waiting for the Governor. | 0:34:41 | 0:34:43 | |
-I can't wait much longer. -Getting tense? | 0:34:43 | 0:34:47 | |
I've got to get out of here. | 0:34:47 | 0:34:49 | |
-- That's how -I -feel. - After ONE day. I've been inside half my life. | 0:34:49 | 0:34:54 | |
But you're coming up for parole. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:57 | |
Parole? They'll never give it to me. | 0:34:57 | 0:35:00 | |
I've just got to get out of here. | 0:35:00 | 0:35:03 | |
-But why this way? -Cos I'll top myself. | 0:35:03 | 0:35:06 | |
Suicide? You wouldn't do that? | 0:35:06 | 0:35:09 | |
-I tried before. -Did ya? How did you get on? | 0:35:09 | 0:35:12 | |
-I failed, didn't I? -Oh, did you? | 0:35:16 | 0:35:19 | |
Typical. I was in a supermarket, trying to steal a tin of luncheon meat, | 0:35:20 | 0:35:25 | |
when I thought, "Is this what my life is - trying to steal luncheon meat?" | 0:35:25 | 0:35:30 | |
So you tried suicide in a supermarket? How? | 0:35:30 | 0:35:33 | |
-I put me head down and charged the glass doors. -What went wrong? | 0:35:33 | 0:35:39 | |
Phttrr-trrrt. | 0:35:39 | 0:35:41 | |
They was electric. | 0:35:46 | 0:35:49 | |
I went straight through, bumped into a policeman who booked me for nicking the luncheon meat. | 0:35:49 | 0:35:55 | |
There's always one around when you don't want one. | 0:35:56 | 0:35:59 | |
You've just got to face it. You're just one of those blokes who doesn't get the breaks. | 0:35:59 | 0:36:06 | |
Today's typical, isn't it? You've been planning months ahead to hijack the Governor. | 0:36:06 | 0:36:13 | |
The very day you choose, he gets the runs. | 0:36:13 | 0:36:16 | |
-Fletcher! -What? | 0:36:16 | 0:36:18 | |
What do you want? | 0:36:18 | 0:36:21 | |
Come here. | 0:36:21 | 0:36:23 | |
Look at this. | 0:36:23 | 0:36:25 | |
-Would you Adam and Eve it? -Urwin's been recommended for psychiatric treatment. -He never got it. | 0:36:28 | 0:36:35 | |
The system done this to Reg. | 0:36:35 | 0:36:37 | |
I've got to talk to him. Mrs Jamieson, would you come into the other room? | 0:36:37 | 0:36:43 | |
Reg, could you just come through and have a word with Godber and me in the other room? | 0:36:43 | 0:36:50 | |
-I-I-I don't know. -Go on, Reg. These two can't get up to nothing. | 0:36:50 | 0:36:55 | |
-Well, they can, but I don't think they will. -You're right. | 0:36:55 | 0:36:59 | |
Have a look at that. You might find it interesting. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:03 | |
Sit down, Reg. | 0:37:03 | 0:37:05 | |
-Look, you trust me, don't ya? -Maybe. | 0:37:06 | 0:37:10 | |
-I've got to tell you you're not going to make it. -I've got to - I'm a three-time loser. | 0:37:10 | 0:37:16 | |
I can assure you there ain't no way. All the arguments is on their side. | 0:37:16 | 0:37:21 | |
The worst thing that could happen is if they say, "OK." | 0:37:21 | 0:37:25 | |
You know you'd never make it to that helicopter. They got marksmen can shoot a fly's eyebrows at 400 yards. | 0:37:25 | 0:37:33 | |
And if flies had other things, they'd shoot them off an' all. | 0:37:35 | 0:37:39 | |
And suppose you got to Mexico. What then? Look at you. | 0:37:39 | 0:37:44 | |
You can't check into the Acapulco Hilton like that! | 0:37:44 | 0:37:48 | |
They'd not let you in without a tie. | 0:37:48 | 0:37:50 | |
Me and the lad could have jumped you over the past few hours very easy. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:55 | |
We didn't. Why? Because that would've dropped you further in it than you are already. | 0:37:55 | 0:38:01 | |
You've got to be seen to throw in the towel on your own. | 0:38:01 | 0:38:06 | |
They're going to throw the book at you. | 0:38:07 | 0:38:10 | |
But I've seen your file. You have a case if you give yourself up. | 0:38:10 | 0:38:15 | |
No. I'm going through with it. | 0:38:16 | 0:38:18 | |
-Come on. Think! -No. I'm going the distance. | 0:38:18 | 0:38:23 | |
You don't give me much choice then, do you? | 0:38:23 | 0:38:26 | |
-I'm going to have to take that gun off you. -You what? | 0:38:27 | 0:38:31 | |
-Come on. Give me the gun. -Stay where you are! | 0:38:31 | 0:38:35 | |
Look... You are not going to shoot me cos you're my mucker. | 0:38:36 | 0:38:40 | |
-Don't bank on it. -He's serious. | 0:38:40 | 0:38:43 | |
It's all right. He won't shoot me. We're mates. | 0:38:43 | 0:38:46 | |
Don't push it, mate. | 0:38:46 | 0:38:49 | |
-HE SOBS -Now, now. Come on, Reg. On your feet. You've got to be in control. | 0:39:10 | 0:39:16 | |
-What's the point? -Every point. | 0:39:16 | 0:39:19 | |
Barraclough mustn't think we overcame you. You've got to give yourself up voluntarily. | 0:39:19 | 0:39:25 | |
-He's right. It's your only chance. -You'll back me up? -Of course. | 0:39:25 | 0:39:29 | |
It's still Them and Us. I'm still on the side of Us. | 0:39:29 | 0:39:33 | |
You two could be heroes... for what you've just done. You could get a free pardon. | 0:39:33 | 0:39:40 | |
What do you think? | 0:39:50 | 0:39:52 | |
It IS Christmas. | 0:39:54 | 0:39:56 | |
Yeah. | 0:39:58 | 0:39:59 | |
Yeah. Good will to all men. All that swaddlin'. | 0:39:59 | 0:40:03 | |
Go on, on your way, son. | 0:40:04 | 0:40:06 | |
Maybe you're right. | 0:40:06 | 0:40:09 | |
But I'm still calling the shots, ain't I? | 0:40:12 | 0:40:15 | |
Of course. The main thing is you're not shooting the shot. | 0:40:15 | 0:40:20 | |
Mr Barraclough... | 0:40:26 | 0:40:28 | |
-You're a marvel. -You mean the gun? Yeah... -Don't denigrate that. | 0:40:29 | 0:40:34 | |
I've never see anything like it. | 0:40:34 | 0:40:37 | |
I did have one small advantage. | 0:40:38 | 0:40:42 | |
-I happened to know that this particular gun isn't loaded. -No? -No? | 0:40:42 | 0:40:46 | |
I've been working in the machine shop with Reg. It's only a toy. | 0:40:46 | 0:40:51 | |
-You knew all along? -Yeah. | 0:40:51 | 0:40:53 | |
I couldn't mention it, could I? | 0:40:53 | 0:40:55 | |
-Or it would've dropped him further in it. -Are you sure it's a toy? -Course. Look. | 0:40:55 | 0:41:01 | |
-BANG! -Ooh! | 0:41:01 | 0:41:03 | |
-Evening, Fletcher. -Hello, Mr Barraclough. | 0:41:17 | 0:41:20 | |
This is nice, isn't it? Is Godber about? | 0:41:20 | 0:41:24 | |
He wanted to prove it wasn't his pudding that caused the Governor's illness. So he ate three helpings. | 0:41:24 | 0:41:32 | |
Where is he now then? | 0:41:32 | 0:41:34 | |
Still in the bog. | 0:41:34 | 0:41:37 | |
He's got two to go, now. | 0:41:38 | 0:41:41 | |
How are you feeling, Fletcher, after our terrible ordeal? | 0:41:41 | 0:41:46 | |
Mustn't grumble. | 0:41:46 | 0:41:48 | |
-Me and the lads are still concerned about Reg. -I understand he'll be getting psychiatric treatment. | 0:41:48 | 0:41:54 | |
He will be not so much punished as helped. | 0:41:54 | 0:41:58 | |
Not before time. | 0:41:58 | 0:42:00 | |
I spoke to the Governor and... in consideration of your conduct, | 0:42:00 | 0:42:05 | |
the charges against you and Godber will be dropped. | 0:42:05 | 0:42:09 | |
Charges? Oh, you mean them unfounded allegations about illicit booze? | 0:42:09 | 0:42:14 | |
-Only right and proper an' all. -Enough said. | 0:42:14 | 0:42:18 | |
"Enough said" is all well and good, but we won't get our booze back, will we? Hold these. | 0:42:18 | 0:42:25 | |
In return, of course, I would like to think that you could forget certain things that may have been revealed | 0:42:25 | 0:42:32 | |
during those desperate hours. | 0:42:32 | 0:42:35 | |
-Like what? -The rather delicate matter of Mrs Jamieson and myself. | 0:42:36 | 0:42:41 | |
-I'd like it to go no further. -I don't know what you're talking about. -That's the spirit. | 0:42:41 | 0:42:47 | |
Honestly. I don't know what you're talking about. | 0:42:47 | 0:42:50 | |
If you're saying you want me to forget something, I was asleep part of the time. | 0:42:50 | 0:42:57 | |
I never heard nothing. | 0:42:57 | 0:42:59 | |
You didn't know about myself and Mrs Jamieson? | 0:43:00 | 0:43:04 | |
No, sir. But don't worry... | 0:43:04 | 0:43:06 | |
I do now. | 0:43:08 | 0:43:10 | |
'Enry. | 0:43:11 | 0:43:13 |