Sitting Target Page #4

Yeah, well I'm not gonna touch

that 200,000

It's hot!

I was only thinking

about tomorrow.

Well don't, Birdy my old son...

It never happens.

Tomorrow never happens.

Come on, open up

for God's sake!

I'm sorry to trouble you, madam...

Can you tell me

if Mrs Lomart's in?

I don't know.

Well, perhaps she's gone out shopping.

I don't know.

- Is she at work, perhaps.

- I don't know.

Is there anybody else

who'd know?

I don't know

anything about her.

Shut that door...quickly, close...

Pat!...

Did you get him?

No, not yet.

Call this protection...

where are your men?

Look, I'm sorry, Pat...

I don't know why they aren't here...

But I promise you,

it won't happen again.

Bit late, if Harry had gotten to me.

He didn't waste much time.

At least we know he's in London.

Before this, he's gone to ground.

Still nobody about.

For the sixth time today.

I don't get it...

Well, if we don't stop using this line,

somebody's gonna get US.

Yeah, well this'll be the last time,

I promise.

I'm at Penn House Estate...

I must admit, mate,

I'm feeling rather lonely.

There's supposed to be a watch

on this place, day and night...

Where is it?!

Alright...explanations later!

In the meantime, I want

the local beat man back here.

I want a car here straightaway

with those 2 marksmen...

One for the top floor and one

to cover the estate generally.

I want motorised patrols

covering the whole area discreetly...

Now, have you got that?

Right.

No coppers, no guards... nothing!

Well, they can't keep it up forever.

Not enough of them.

Let alone having the talent

to know we're in London.

Well, they will after today,

won't they?!

It's too soon, Harry.

Leave it for a week

till they think that...

...we've at least skipped the country.

I don't know that I can wait that long.

What's 7 days?

Another week with her man.

It'll be their last.

You stupid silly b*tch!

Yeah, well come on, come on...

We all make mistakes, don't we?

Here's a lifetime,

full of them for you.

How much we got left?

About 30.

Well, give me 15, will you?

What for?

I've got to find meself

somewhere to hide...

...for when it's all over.

We can't stay together after that...

It wouldn't be fair,

to either of us.

What, separate, you mean?

Look Birdy...

...once I've done it it's going to be

the end of the track for me too, mate.

Don't talk like that, Harry.

If we don't, now...

we will next week.

She really got her hooks into you.

How could you let her?

I liked it.

I liked it...it was good.

Bet you didn't know that,

did you?

Nobody did.

You got my cash?

Watch yourself, Harry.

Keep a track on Marty

for me, will you.

I'll meet you back here in 2 hours.

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