The Long Good Friday Page #2

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My God!

Ladies and gentlemen.

I'm not a politician.

I'm a businessman with a sense of history.

And I'm also a Londoner,

and today is a day of great historical

significance for London.

Our country is not an island anymore.

We're a leading European state.

And I believe that this is the decade,

in which London will become Europe's capital.

Having cleared away the outdated,

we've got mile after mile and

acre after acre of land,

for our future prosperity.

No other city in the world...

has got right in its centre,

such an opportunity...

for profitable progress.

So it's important that the right people...

mastermind the new London.

Proven people, with nerve,

knowledge and expertise.

That, ladies and gentlemen,

is why you are all here today.

All trusted friends.

and why Charlie and Tony are here today,

our American friends,

to endorse the global nature of this venture.

Let's hear it ladies and gentlemen.

Hands across the ocean.

There used to be 80 or 90 ships in here at one time.

They used to queue up to get in...

all the way up to Galleon's Reach

right down to Tilbury.

Used to be the greatest docks in

the world at one time, this.

Things change Harold, don't get nostalgic.

Look to the future.

You realise you're 35 minutes away from Europe?

Great potential.

I live in a new country,

and I respect the past, but always

keep my eye on the future.

Don't touch, I'll take care of that.

You've got to go to sleep Charlie,

we've got a tight schedule.

I want you to meet my property lawyers, the best...

and then there's an accountant who

specialises in gambling tax.

This isn't a horse race,

don't rush me Harold.

Then there's someone you've got to meet.

Harold I said don't rush me,

I hate tight schedules.

I've got everything covered that I

have to cover, but in my own time.

We're just docking now, it will be

nice and quiet if you want to sleep.

Come on Harold, let's leave Charlie

alone for a while.

Bad luck putting the hat on the bed.

Relax, he'll be alright.

Yeah, poor old sod is tired.

Look out for the boys in blue.

Yeah?

Yeah.

What?

Right.

This is...

diabolical.

What is it?

Blown up, he's dead.

Eric is dead, a car bomb.

My mother's alright, she's suffering from shock,

she's in the London Hospital.

I don't understand.

You need a million dollar computer

to understand this.

Who'd do such a thing, it's outrageous.

Outside a church...

you don't go crucifying people outside

a church on Good Friday.

- What's the matter Harold?

- Eric's been blown up.

- A bomb?

- Yeah in the Rolls.

- I don't believe it, when?

- Just now.

Mother's in hospital suffering from shock,

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