A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square

Left, right, left, right.

Come on, pick 'em up.

Left, right. Governor wants his tea.

Halt.

471183. Lucius Percival Green

for release tomorrow, sir.

Orphaned. Borstal.

What's Peacehaven?

Reform school. Like borstal.

Yes, sir. Near Philadelphia.

After my old man died.

Yeah.

Convictions to date - 16.

One third of your life inside - why?

Look, Green, you're a young man.

You're an electrician. The last man

to leave here was a teacher.

Bachelor of Science. He won't find

a job easily, but you're in demand.

You stick to your trade.

Go straight and you'll pull in a damn

sight more than he ever will. Right?

Absolutely, sir.

You'd better mean it this time.

Speaking for us all,

I'm sorry you're going.

Right, Mr Boddings? Yes, sir.

My wife was wondering...

It won't flip.

I'll fix it tonight, sir.

Oh, thanks. Well, goodbye, Green.

Good luck. Thank you, sir.

Ha-ha!

INAUDIBLE:

INAUDIBLE:

Jesus, you landed me in a mud hole.

I've just gotten out of the sh*t!

BOTH LAUGH:

Hang on. I gotta get something.

Hey, little darlin',

look who's back in town. Pinky!

Ooh, it's so nice to see you!

What can I do for you?

Just about everything.

Still the same. I need something

for Foxy's ma - a little plant.

Yeah, how about this one?

OK, terrific. How much? 1.25.

Here you go. Here's two quid.

Keep the change. Cheers.

Catch you later.

MUSIC:
"A Nightingale Sang

In Berkeley Square"

# That certain night

# The night we met

# There was magic abroad in the air

# And as we kissed... #

Mum! Here he is.

So, where's my little sweetheart?

Where is she?

Where's my little sweetheart?

I don't see her.

Oh, there she is! Ahh, Pinky!

PINKY LAUGHS:

Oh, Pinky! Our song, huh?

Yeah. Oh, for God's sake.

FOXY TURNS OFF MUSIC

Flowers - for a beautiful lady.

Aw. I raised it myself in the joint,

in my own window box -

special for you.

Steak, baked potato, sour cream.

And chocolate cake!

Too much. I should switch

from hot dogs. Yeah.

How's business? Can't complain.

I had ten days in a Mike Winner film.

Great! Any lines? Sure. How many?

How many what? Lines.

Five. Ask anybody.

I could've been a star, only his dad

liked to go to bed early.

Where's Brenthouse Street?

Near Liverpool Street station.

- My tool bag?

- In your room.

Pinky, do me a favour.

Stay out of trouble.

God's honest truth, Ma.

I'm done with the slammer.

I'm an electrician.

I've got a real job.

That's good.

INAUDIBLE:

Try it now.

Good morning, Gloria. Good morning.

So it's Gloria, is it?

Ted, Major Treadwell here.

TED:
'Sir?'

You've got a new electrician.

'Right.'

What's he like?

'Very good.'

What's his name?

'Green, sir.'

Green. Good.

Green? Over here, would you?

KNOCK AT DOOR:

Come in, damn it.

Ever worked in a high-security area?

Oh...yeah...

Off and on. Good. Little job

for you. Mayfair. Client of ours.

Fluorescent on the blink

and some minor electrical faults.

Suits me.

Nice people.

Atlantic and Pacific Bank.

Hello there.

PHONE RINGS:

I believe that's what you wanted.

Yes. That's right. Thank you.

Sonia Pelham's desk.

No, you want the Foreign Department.

I'll put you through. Hold on.

Could you take this call? Thank you.

When you have time,

could you look at something?

Sure.

The girls' power plugs keep

falling out. Can you fix that?

This time it's Miss Metcalf's.

Power plug, eh?

Yes.

Little plugs on the typewriters.

Miss Metcalf works in Accounting.

I'll see if I can do it.

That's nice of you.

Thank you very much.

Everything OK up here?

Yes, I think so.

Good. I couldn't fix this stuff.

Um...I had a word with the manager

and dropped a hint. You'll see.

Excuse me - your keys.

Oh, right. Thanks.

That wiring will have to wait.

They want me at your other branch.

Er... Just a minute, Pinky.

Miss Pelham has had an idea. What if

we put this on a regular footing?

What do you mean - working here?

Yeah, here

and over at the City branch.

Oh, well, listen, man, er...

I don't dig

the nine-to-five racket.

You wouldn't mind working overtime.

Overtime? Maintenance is done

after banking hours. You'd do well.

Er...double time?

Uh-huh.

Just come and go as you please.

Huh... Jeez, that ain't bad.

OK.

Percival Green, right?

LUCIUS Percival Green.

Who were you with before?

Her Majesty's...Government.

Thank you.

OK, six bags.

Thank you.

MAN:
20,000 fifties, 1,000 ones.

Yes. Thank you.

5.20pm, huh? Not bad.

Some guys have got it made.

That's right.

THEY BOTH LAUGH:

Pull in. What? Over there.

Hello. Ivan would like a word

with you, Pinky.

Hello, General.

I thought you were inside.

Ah...good behaviour.

What were you doing in that bank?

Checking up

on my American investments, honey.

Say hi to the boys.

Yeah, Pinky Green just being up West

don't sound too kosher. Right.

Berkeley Square branch?

That beats me.

He was cocky, too - as

if he owned the place.

So long, everybody. Bye, Pinky.

METALLIC CLANG:

What are you doing?!

Argh!

You gotta lot of bull. Pinky,

whatever happened to your manners?

There are people I know

who are pissed off with you.

Like who?

Charlie Chubb, Pealer Bell.

With me? What did I do?

You know, playing it single -

that's not like you.

A villain alone

should have some talent,

and with all due respect,

you're lacking in that area.

Hey, you gotta be dreaming, man.

Me? Knock off a big American bank?

Alone?

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