I Promised to Pay Page #4

HQ to DB4. Receiving you. Over.

FRANK'S VOICE OVER RADIO:

DB4. Leaving the bank now. Nothing to report.

POLICE RADIO VOICE OVER:

Roger. Listening watch. Out.

Route B.

Yeah - well, we can assume

they'll vary the route each week.

Then what's the point of following them?

Because those boys think they're safe

in that sardine can. They'll get over-confident.

And that's when we move in -

with a can opener.

How're we doing, Frank?

All clear behind?

FRANK:

There's normal traffic, but, er...

...there's been a Land Rover

behind us since the bank.

He's steppin' it up, you know.

JOHNNY:

Well, stick with 'im.

Gawd, 'e's movin', isn't he? Eh?

MONTY:
Like to bet on a horse

that can move that fast!

Is it still there, Frank?

- Still there.

Better buzz the cops. Be casual.

Better to be safe that sorry.

Okay...

FRANK'S VOICE OVER RADIO:

DB4 to HQ.

POLICE:

Come in, DB4. Over.

Present location,

Shepherd and Whitehouse Street.

FRANK:
Look, there's a Land Rover

behind us, seems to be following.

Hey, that's us!

- Johnny?

Pull away.

BRAKES SQUEAL:

Oh, it's a false alarm.

Sorry, it's turned off.

A fat lot of good these are!

- Watch it!

All right - what do we do then?

Oh, Harry, it's beautiful.

You really shouldn't.

Our first big cheque

from our first big customer.

Oh, I do love you.

And you spoil these kids.

They've got far too many toys already.

Oh, well. Easy come, easy go.

Hey, Kneales aren't paying you

that much, you know!

In fact, they're not paying you enough

for the job you're doing.

What does Frank say?

- Oh, he's happy.

Well, Madge was saying she wishes

you were back on the smaller runs -

like cafes and shops.

I think I agree with her.

- Look, someone's got to carry the big stuff.

For us it's the only way

to make any real money.

Money isn't going to make me

any happier, darling.

Oh, you just wait until

the other big firms get interested.

Then you'll see what a difference

it'll make to us.

Yes, that's the trouble with money.

It means different things to different people.

SOUND OF FOOTSTEPS

Good evening, Mr Mellors.

- You're late.

I wasn't sure I'd come.

But you're here.

- I haven't much time.

Oh, sure. Er, cigarette?

Please.

Where's Dennis?

Working late, so I slipped out.

What happens if, er,

he gets back before you do?

Then he'll be home alone, won't he?

Huh-huh. Well, you sure

picked yourself a winner.

Dennis says you and he are considering

going into business together.

Mm-mm.

- How did you get on to him?

Through a friend.

I didn't know Dennis had any.

How come we haven't met before?

- Well, I travel around quite a lot.

Restless type.

What sort of deal

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