(Front door shuts)
Come on, then.
Here.
WOMAN: He's on the move.
10:42.
Getting into his car with his dog.
Coming out onto Cropley Street.
Stand by.
He's turning left, left, left onto Rushton Street.
We have eyeball.
MAN: Turning left.
He's slowing down.
He's stopped.
- The car is stationary. - WOMAN: He's walking his dog again.
He still won't get out of the car.
Whoa, there you go.
Come on.
Give. Come on.
He has the most boring lifestyle in the world.
Be a good boy now. Dad won't be long.
- WOMAN: Do you have eyeball? - He's by himself again.
He's Billy No Mates.
Walk the dog, coffee. Walk the dog, coffee...
MAN: You've got to be kidding me,
What?
It's all genuine.
I ain't arguing that.
It's just...
...I've got a good idea where you got it from.
I watch the news, Terry.
- How much more have you got? - Plenty.
Why ain't you using Brian to handle all this?
He's not involved in this one.
Pit'!-
Cos the problem is...
...it's all too hot, mate.
The dealers are all looking out for it.
They'll have photos of the stuff that's been nicked.
The best I can do for you, mate, would be...
.5096.
50'?
Fuck off.
- No. - Brian's very thorough.
He knows exactly where to place something like this so nobody'd recognised it.
Unless you know all the dealers and what to take where,
all I can do is take out the stones and melt down the gold
and give you the scrap value.
50...
Yeah.
You're having me over.
You know you are.
Dan, will you fuck off and stop coming around?
I've brought some steaks.
And I had to find out how it went with Shorty.
Brian said he'd do it for 20% commission.
Max 25.
How come Shorty's double that?
He's a decent bloke, Shorty.
He'd never stripe me.
Yeah.
50'?
Jesus"!
I half wish Brian was still with us.
Well, he ain't.
Right...
- Thank you. - Yeah.
No, I've got it all under control, all right? Don't worry about it.
I'll push Shorty down.
I'll tell him, 30 or no deal.
40, max.
WOMAN: Yeah, we've got him. He's heading for the park again.
Come on, Dame. Come on' make.
Here you are.
That's it.
WOMAN: Hold on... Red letter day.
He's actually getting out of the car and giving his dog a proper walk.
KENNY: What's this?
Wham
I want to know what he's saying about me.
I haven't been able to speak to him since the divvy-up.
I told you to go round and tell him I wanted to speak to him.
Yeah, I know, but I've been thinking about it and I can't.
We're not supposed to see each other for another six months.
We're playing with fire talking to you now, me and you.
- WOMAN: Are they talking to each other'? - I don't know. I can't tell at this distance.
I want my fucking share.
I fought your corner, Brian.
I swear to God.
You ask Basil. But it's not up to me, is it?
Terry's calling the shots now.
Terry Perkins can't call nothing.
He's too dim.
You tell him, if he won't meet me...
...I'll come round his house.
And if he wants to fuck me over, he can do it to my face.
WOMAN: The other bloke's walking off.
LC1 male.
70s, I'd guess.
MAN ON TV: it's one of (he most daring heisfs in living memory
in London's most exclusive jewellery district.
This is not a viciimiess crime.
The box holders we're dealing with are mainly small businesses
and they're not making huge profits.
People face losing their homes.
There's a tendency to think how audacious, how clever the raid was.
But it's ruined lives.
WOMAN: And finally and exclusively, you wanted to announce a reward.
We're offering a reward of £20,000
for infonwafion leading to the conviction of the gang responsible for this crime.
20 grand?
That's insulting.
- It's pocket money. - I think it's good news.
They usually offer fortunes.
We're on a clear run here, mate.
Amul, shall I make you a cup of tea?
No.
Thank you.
We had a call earlier from the lady at the London Diamond Vaults.
She's offering to help everybody with their insurance claims.
Good.
Wait, wait, one more.
Bull's-eye.
50.
There's 20 grand in there.
You don't know what that means to me, mate.
I felt so bad for walking away like that.
I don't work like that, you know that.
But what with my guts and...
We did something special, Dan, didn't we?
And to be forgiven by you, well...
...I couldn't ask for more.
You ain't forgiven.
That's to keep your mouth shut, OK?
You let me down, Carl.
Big time.
(He scoffs)
TERRY: Oh, she's grade two, you know, not one.
She's so good at it.
Isn't she?
Look, I've got a picture on my phone here of her last show that she did.
Hang on. I'll show you. It's in the car.
Terry Perkins.
I've got a message for you.
What do you mean, you've got a message?
- Who are you? - Kenny sent me.
Who's he?
Oh, it's... Go back, love.
Just wait over there, will you?
What the hell do you think you're playing at, eh?
I'm here with my family.
Kenny said to let you know someone wants to meet.
That's all he said.
They never actually look at each other. What was your impression?
I think we got excited because it's a slight change of routine that day.
But ifs probably just two old boys on a park bench.
We'll have to reassess what the surveillance on Collins has given us.
Another couple of days, I think that's probably it.
Move the resources elsewhere.
WOMAN: He's gone past the turn-off for the park.
Continuing south.
He must be going straight to the cafe.
South on Farringdon Lane.
Expect a left, left, left turn onto Clerkenwel! Green.
Wait.
He's driving straight past.
(Car horn blares)
He's jumped the lights.
We cannot follow. We need someone to leapfrog.
We're held at the lights. We've lost him.
He's turned right onto Britton Street.
He's turned right, right, right
and he's heading west on Benjamin Street.
SO-second delay.
The vehicle is slowing.
The vehicle is stationary
in a turn on Benjamin Street.
Heading there now on foot.
Is anyone else near Benjamin Streak?
24, can you make a pass down there immediately?
Negative. We 're still a couple of minutes away.
22, give your location.
I'm at his vehicle.
There's nobody in it.
- Has anybody got eyeball? - Negative.
Negative.
I need eyeball.
OK, the target is off-grid. Location unknown.
He's in an area around Farringdon Station.
- Come on, someone must have him. - Negative.
He hasn't come this way yet.
Bollocks)
Wait.
I've got him.
He's going into the pub with another male I01, 70s.
It could be the same guy from the park.
- Here, I've got you a vodka and tonic. - Thanks.
- Yeah, well, I know that's what you like. - Cheers.
So, what do you want to see me about'?
You know why I want to see you.
I'm entitled to a share.
I planned that job from the ground up.
Every tiny little detail.
Yeah, but you walked away. Yeah, you and Carl.
Oh, fuck Carl.
I got the blueprints to the building.
I worked out how to get us in.
I got Basil on the alarms.
This is my job.
- That is true, to be fair. - It was your job.
I deserve a share.
You're telling me you're going to give him a full share
for fucking falling asleep and you're going to give me nothing?
- Oh, hang on a minute... - Shut up.
Without me, you would never have got in there.
But we was two men down.
I nearly keeled over in there, I nearly pegged it.
If it weren't for Dan, I'd be done.
Where was you? You was fast akip indoors.
What are you going to do with the Tom?
I ain't decided yet.
I can do it all for 35 commission.
- 35'? - Mm-hm.
I thought you were going to do it for 25.
Yeah, well, that was before you tried to stiff me.
35.
That is the best deal you mugs will get.
Better than you'll get from fucking Shorty.
What's he going to do, melt it down?
Well, that's what he's told you.
Well, it ain'tjust Shorty, is it? There are other options.
(They laugh)
Who are the others, hey?
Mickey Mouse and Pluto?
(They laugh)
You can't go with Shorty, Tel.
Is that right?
Where's the rest of the gear right now?
- With Kenny? - Yeah, with me.
It probably makes sense for you to have a look over it at some point.
- See what we've got. - The sooner the better.
Have a look over it all and take your share at the same time.
What do you think, Tel?
Give us a minute, Kenny, will you?
Yeah.
I'll, er...
I'll leave you to it.
I'll tell you what I'll do, Brian. Erm...
I came here to clear this up so ifs not hanging over us.
You need me, Terry.
No of fence, but you try and do this without me
and it'll blow up in your face.
Right, well...
...so, this is what I'll give you out of the pot, all right?
Fuck all.
That's what you're getting.
Fuck all.
You are making a big mistake.
You're still all trying to lord it up.
Years I've had to put up with your shit.
But I came here today ready to cut you in.
But all you've done is just reminded me what an arrogant fucking arsehole you are.
I told you I needed this job, I told you I was skint,
but you don't give a fucking monkey's about me, do you?
You don't want to be making an enemy out of me, Terry.
I wouldn't start making threats, old son.
I know you better than that.
Oh, go on, get out of my fucking sight.
You are gone, mate. You're gone. You...
You can bellyache as much as you like. You still ain't getting fuck all.
(Terry scoffs)
Armiter...
I have to tell you something...
...that has been weighing very heavily on me.
I have been trying to make economies...
...in order that we might improve our finances.
As we pay the annual fee for the deposit box...
...I took the decision that we could save money on...
...insurance premiums.
Just until Dasa leaves college.
What are you saying?
That I'm a very foolish man...
...and a bad husband.
We're not insured.
Not for any of the stuff that's been stolen from us.
I'm so sorry.
(He sobs)
I've lost us everything.
(He sobs)
MAN: I think we have our key players.
On the right, Terence George Perkins.
67.
Plenty of form. He's a violent armed robber.
Part of a gang that poured petrol over a security guard,
then threatened to set him alight.
Sentenced to 22 years in 1983 for his part in the Security Express robbery.
And when he was banged up in Parkhurst, he met the guy on the left,
Brian Henry Reader, 76 years old. Brink's-Mat.
Stood trial with Kenneth Nye for the murder of an undercover police officer,
but both were acquitted.
What are they talking about?
The audio's drowned out by background noise.
But the lip reader got most of it.
Three other names mentioned as being on the job.
Basil, the alarms man.
Dan. And then someone called Carl,
who also didn't go back to the vault on the second night.
Shall we pull them?
I'll leave them in play.
The only way to build a cast-iron case
is to get them and the proceeds together in the same place.
I want probes in their cars and I want to get into their phones.
I couldn't agree with you more, Brian. It's just not fair.
And now he's come out and said what he said, my hands are tied.
I can't just give you a share, can I?
I ain't saying that.
All I want is a little bit off the top of the gear you're looking after, that's all.
- You know that's fair. - They'll notice.
You said yourself, the divvy-up isn't for another six months.
How are they going to know what was in them bags?
They haven't even looked in them.
Oh, come on, now, Kenny.
You owe me that much, old pal.
I shouldn't have lost my temper.
I feel like I've given him the upper hand.
No way.
Well, you listened to him.
You know, demanding this, demanding that.
No, you're well shot of him, Tel. You've done the right thing.
I should have played along until we'd divvied it all up.
TERRY: All I've done is put him on notice that he's not going to get a share.
DAN: Calm down.
You'll get worked up like this.
And you know if ain't going to do you any good.
- Hello? - Hello, Jan. It's Kenny.
- Is Billy there? - No, he's away, Ken.
- What do you mean? - He's in Spain.
(Banging on door)
I need to talk to him about something.
Well, you'll probabfy get him on his mobile.
Look, I've got to go.
I'll call you later. I'll call back.
(Banging on door)
What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!
- I've come for the gear. - He wants to move it.
Where is it?
- It ain't here. - What do you mean?
- Where is it, Kenny? - It's with my brother-in-law.
He's looking after it for me. I was never going to stash it here.
- Who's your brother-in-law'? - Billy.
You brought somebody else in on this without asking me first?
I can trust him. He's the fella I sent with the message about Brian.
How do you know he ain't got his hands in them bags?
- Well, he wouldn't. - What do you mean, he wouldn't?
It's human fucking nature!
Right, let's go round there right now and see him.
You can't.
He's on holiday.
- You've been talking to Brian, haven't you? - I haven't.
I swear on my life, I haven't.
I'm bringing the divvy-up forward.
- I want it on Friday. - What?
Bad idea, Tel. Very bad idea.
I don't even know if he'll be back by then.
I don't give a fucking monkey's!
My daughtefs going on holiday. We'll do it at her place.
One o'clock, Friday.
And you make sure you bring the gear.
All of it.
So he's told this Bill.
Who the fuck has Bill told?
Everyone.
The whole fucking world.
That's why we need to move quickly.
TERRY: I suppose I'd better {at Basil know. Wherever the fuck he is.
Why?
(He hums merrily)
(Phone rings)
It's me.
Terry's bringing the divvy-up forward.
- What? When to? - Tomorrow.
You're kidding? Can you put it off?
We tried that. I'm not sure what to do.
Well, you've got to go. If you don't, they'll just nick your share.
This is bad practice.
There's no way we should be anywhere near the gear until Christmas at the earliest.
It's not healthy.
If you're not there, you'll never see your share again, that's a guarantee.
Terry's got no scruples.
H! be in touch.
You dropped me right in it, Bill. Right in it, mate.
Web', I didn't know you wanted it back so quick.
What happened to six months?
You should have told me you was going away.
I looked a right prick not knowing where the gear was.
Don '1 panic, I'll get a flight back tonight.
- Where is it? - I've got it in the garden shed.
- Well, I need it first thing Friday. - No problem.
Fucking arsehole.
Jesus...
Shit!
When were you going to tell me?
I was going to call you.
We need to bring our get-together forward.
I just need ten minutes with them bags before you take them to Terry and Danny's.
You'll take all the good stuff.
I know you will. And they'll notice.
- No, they won't. - And it's me they'll take it out on.
I'll just cream off a couple of high-value pieces.
And, listen, whatever I take, I'll split with you 50-50.
And you know I'll get a good price for it.
WOMAN: He's slowing down.
He's stopped.
Vehicle is stationary in Franklin Road residential area.
MN: Yeah, I Mink his daughter lives there.
- All right? - Yeah.
- Come on, come on. - All right!
- They're heavy. - Right, I've got it, I've got it.
- Got it? - Yeah.
- Quick as you can, mate, come on. - Yeah, all right, I am.
Jesus"!
- That's it, come on. - Yeah, well, it's heavy, isn't it'?
There. All present and correct.
Right, see you later.
You want to calm down. You'll wind up having a heart attack, mate.
(He sighs heavily)
(Phone rings)
Hello?
I'm ten minutes away.
- All clear'? - Yeah.
But hurry up, will you?
I'll call you when I'm round the corner.
(Car doors open)
- Hello, Kenny. - What are you doing here?
Just wanted to make sure all the gear was safe.
You're early.
Unlike you.
Shall we get going, then?
Yeah, OK.
- I'll see you there, hey? - No, no, we're staying with you.
Extra security.
DANNY: What's up, Kenny?
(Phone rings)
Aren't you going to answer it?
I'll tell you what, mate, I'll answer it for you.
What was the name of that pub again?
Kenny?
I told you before, Brian.
Fuck all!
Ks all yodre getting.
(Terry hangs UP)
He kept on and on at me. I just thought I'd meet him and clear the air.
I weren't going to let him have nothing. You know that, Tel.
Left here.
Just over there on the right. But don't go on the drive.
I don't want the neighbours seeing.
We'll go round the corner.
Here, here.
OK.
Right.
- Shall we wait for Basil? - No, bollocks to him.
He can't be bothered to turn up on time.
No, no, let's give him a few more minutes.
I want him to be able to tell the master what he's missing out on.
(Phone rings)
- Hello? - It's me.
I'm on my way there.
Basil, thank fuck.
Listen to me, you've got to argue my case.
He's trying to cut me out of it. I'm going to end up with nothing.
- Where are you? - Tell him a'?! do if for 20 %,
15, if I have to. Tell him that.
- Why are you letting him get to you like this? - I can't have him beat me.
Franklin Road is just up on the left, mate.
He's totally incompetent.
All he's ever done is hang on to other people's shin tails.
He hasn't got a brain of his own.
What's happened between you and Brian?
You used to be good friends.
(He scoffs)
Oh, please, God, I've got a few years left.
The people I see, I have to say, in my opinion, to be true...
...he's a cunt.
You get too close to someone, you can't see what they're really like.
Sucking the life out of you.
Feeding off your ideas. He's a leech!
Oh, ifs taken all this for me to finally see him for what he really is.
A fucking tyrant.
He's on a power trip.
He asked for the meeting this side of the river so I'd come on over.
Isitwith him in the pub, but all he's interested in is putting one over on me.
Wait a minute, you went to meet him?
- In a public place? - Arrogant prick!
He thinks he can get the better of me.
He thinks he's better than me. Yeah.
That's been the problem all along.
You should have told me you met him. Sorry, Brian.
(Basil hangs UP)
Hello?
Er, drive on.
I've changed my mind.
Sow!-.
I'll tell you what I feel now...
...having put him in his place.
I feel, er... Oh, fuck, what's (he word?
Free.
(Door crashes open)
Police! Lie down on the floor!
Police! Get on the floor!
Get down!
Get down now!
(Police shout instructions)
What have you done, the pair of you?!
Don't move! Police!
Hands on your head!
On your knees!
Down to the floor!
Hands on your back!
Don't move!
All right, you've made your point.
We worked out it must be yours, from the description you gave.
My initials were on the pouch.
We only recovered the property yesterday.
From underneath a gravestone, actually.
My God...
Would you mind putting these on?
A red velvet pouch initialled GSKC, containing one diamond necklace?
That's correct.
I'm guessing they've taken the diamonds out of the necklace to sell them individually.
- These are not my diamonds. - No, I see them.
- Perhaps you're mistaken. - They're not my diamonds.
They are cut in a different way to the ones we're using on that necklace.
This is somebody else's property.
You could have just said they were yours.
Our property was stolen and we cannot pay back our creditors.
You could have said they were ours.
They wouldn't have known.
I would have known.
I would have known for the rest of my days.
(Cell door slams shut)
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