The Italian Job Page #3

You are not doing your job properly.

Her Majesty's prison is there

not only to keep people getting out,

but to prevent people getting in.

You are symptomatic

of the lazy, unimaginative management

which is driving this country

on the rocks!

- Well... is there anything else?

- No, thank you, Governor.

By the way, Mr Bridger, did you

happen to recognise the man

who so rudely interrupted you?

I've never seen him before

in my life.

I want Charlie Croker

given a good going-over.

- Yes, Mr Bridger.

- Tell Camp Freddie.

- Yes, Mr Bridger.

- I don't want him killed.

Just given a good going-over.

I understand exactly what you mean.

Do you, Keats?

That's very imaginative of you.

Sir, two volumes

of the Anglo-American Trade.

And UK Balance of Payments,

And... I've also brought

you The Illustrated London News, sir.

For why, Keats, for why?

- The Queen's in it, sir.

- Hmm. That's good of you.

Er... sir, I often wonder whether

you're going to top your career

by doing a job on their house.

Keats, there are more things to life

than breaking and entering.

- Yes, Mr Bridger.

- While we're on the subject,

I notice that some of that young mob

in E Block

don't stand for the National Anthem,

at the end of the nightly TV.

Tell them to do so,

or they will incur my displeasure.

- Yes, Mr Bridger.

- Alright, be off with you.

Get the word to Camp Freddie.

Sir.

- Right then, Fred, come on.

- Wait a minute.

Take your filthy clothes, too!

This is my man, my territory,

and don't come back!

Charlie's been caught on the job.

OK, Charlie. Alright, where are you?

I know you're in here.

There's no use hiding.

- You had three birds in here.

- You didn't mind at the hotel.

That was a coming-out present.

I didn't get a chance to enjoy it.

I didn't enjoy it today, neither.

Coming in causing a fracas.

- Ask me where I've been.

- You've been with the law.

Yes, for taking the ambassador's car

and for not paying the hotel bill.

You deserted me!

Don't come the moody.

You know how the game is.

No, you left me to my fate.

- Usual one, was it?

- 24 hours in prison.

- It was humiliating.

- How did you get out?

The ambassador for Pakistan

was very sweet.

- Very sweet, was he?

- And so was the hotel manager.

Lorna, I knew you'd be alright.

No thanks to you, Charlie Croker,

I can tell you.

- Lorna, I was busy, wasn't I?!

- Oh! So I see!

So I came in here and saw!

I want you out.

If you don't think I mean it,

then you're wrong!

- Charlie! It's the law, Charlie!

- What did you tell them?

- Would I tell them anything?

- Of course you would.

Morning.

Hello, Croker. We've come

with Mr Bridger's compliments.

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