"Hallo?" "No." "For you." "Yeah?" "Hallo, Parker." "Informer." "Yeah." "You what?" "Yeah, okay, will do." "Right, it's a meet." "Sounds quite good, d'you want to come along?" "Where is it?" "Usual." "That way?" "No, first class." "Parker's got delusions of grandeur." "You weren't followed?" "Come on, Parker." " Who's he?" " Never you mind." "What have you got?" "The goods, the real McCoy." "The Coogans." "Big John--and Paul, if you want him." "We want them." "You got them." " When?" " This evening." "It's a big drop." "Maybe ten pounds of uncut heroin." "Coogan's chancing that under his own roof?" "Oh, that's the nice part." "The offer came suddenly." "The original buyer got busted, leaving ten pounds of uncut floating, so," "Coogan's moved in." "Has to be their house." "There wasn't time to arrange anything else." "I've wanted the Coogan brothers for a long time." "Well, now you've got them." "Well, the gang's all here." "It's more like a CI5 outing." "I mean, a big drugs drop like this and not a Drugs Squad man in sight." "This isn't just about drugs, Benny." "No?" "Anyway, it's nothing to do with them." "It was our tip off." "So I hope you've eaten plenty of spinach." "Right, let's go." "All right, cuff him." "We haven't found anything yet, but we will." "You will." "Get in there." "Don't say anything, Paulie." "All right, take that one down there." "Hey, John!" "Paulie!" "Not a word!" "Not one word!" "Whatever they do!" "You should see the mess they made inside." "I sent for you, Mr Merlin, because... well, because John always said to send for you if there was trouble." "You did the right thing, Frank." "They've obviously gone." "They left half an hour ago." "They didn't find anything?" "Nothing." "Nothing?" "Not a damn thing." "Went over the place with a fine tooth-comb." "Twice." "With two tooth-combs." "We even got the infrared equipment and sniffer dogs." "Parker gave us a bum steer, sir." "He's always been reliable before." "Given you some hot tips." "Yeah." "I reckon somebody outbid the Coogans, you know." "Well, I mean ten pounds of uncut going floating." "Somebody got there first." "We never found it because it was never there in the first place to find." "Where does that leave us?" "Up the creek without a paddle." "Not quite." "We've still got the Coogans." "Let's have a quiet chat with them, shall we?" "Which one's gonna do the hitting?" "Not you." "Not enough weight." "And you?" "You'd break your hand on me." "It's not glass, this." "And this?" "Hard as rock." "My kid brother works out on it some mornings." "Fifty-three bouts when I was in the ring and no one ever put me out." "If this is the best you can do, Mr Cowley, it's not good enough." "You shouldn't believe every rumour you hear, Coogan." "There's going to be no hitting." "No?" "Someone might have heard that." "Then it's your word against mine, isn't it?" "Sit down, Coogan." "Sit down!" "See to it." "You've been working him over, haven't you?" "Yeah, now it's my turn." "Well, you won't find me any easier than him." "John can take it and so can I." "I don't think you're ready to play in the big league yet." "So, just be a good boy, eh?" "When we're ready for you, we'll call for you." "I'm ready now." "Course you are." "Try me!" "Don't push your luck." "I said, try me!" "He did warn you." "Living in the shadow of his big brother." "I know." "Where's he off to?" "He's had to go and see the Minister." "Oh, yeah?" "Oh, yeah." "Come in." "Shut the door, George." "You're up early, Minister." "And I dislike being up early, but it was imperative." "Imperative?" "David Merlin." "Merlin?" "That shyster." "He lives up to his namesake." "He's a legal wizard, has friends at court, and represents the Coogan brothers." "Represents?" "Does their dirty business, you mean." "David Merlin is a highly respected lawyer." "Not by me, he isn't." "Nor by me." "But he's raising an awful stink." "He's alleging damage to private property, search without warrant" "Without warrant?" "You know the terms of my brief." "Yes, George." "And it is that brief that is endangered at this moment." "I know what you do and why." "But finally, ultimately, we must answer to the government of this country and they in turn to the voters." "Can you hold the Coogans?" "Do you have a case?" "Not at the moment, no." "But given a few hours interrogation..." "Then you must release them immediately." "Oh, I'm sorry, George." "John Coogan is a thug." "Drugs, extortion, prostitution." "In the eyes of the British public, John Coogan is a revered athlete." "And he's up for an OBE." "Until you can prove otherwise." "George, I'm not asking you." "I'm telling you, if you can't hold the Coogans, then release them." "Get them away from here, and maybe I can hold the cork on a fizz bottle which is very close to bursting." "George..." "Yes, sir, yes, Minister, right away." "I knew you couldn't hold me." "Where's Paul?" "I'll go and get him now." "Sir." "Okay, the cage is open, you can fly away." "C'mon, sonny." "Coogan?" "This guy's dead." "I want them, Merlin." "I want them all." "Cowley, his organisation, whoever killed Paulie." "Going to be very expensive, John." "Very." "Look, just get 'em out from behind their badge or whatever." "Break 'em." "Make 'em ordinary people again." "You take care of that, and then, one night, down some dark street," "I'll take care of them my way." "Got a solid case, haven't we?" "Not in the conventional sense." "They busted in 'ere, took me and Paulie without a warrant" "They're CI5." "Special brief." "Part of the government." "And you can't sue the government per se." "So, what do we do?" "There is another way." "Just as good." "A court of enquiry?" "I'm afraid so, George." "Questions and answers in the open?" "The strength of this organisation is its anonymity." "Many people are saying it has too much strength." "Here." "It's been agreed, George, at a higher level than even I can buck." "The court of enquiry convenes on Thursday." "Who will you want as counsel?" "To present your side of the affair?" "Counsel?" "My God, I founded this organisation, I'll answer for it." "I thought you'd say that and I agree." "But you understand, George, you won't just be defending the rights and wrongs of the Coogan issue, but the continued existence of the whole department." "I understand." "You'll be up against some very tough opposition." "David Merlin?" "He'll mastermind it, I'm sure of that." "But the actual enquiry, he'll want someone beyond reproach." "Someone utterly sincere, utterly committed." "I think you'll be up against Geraldine Mather." "Well?" "It's revolting, unbelievable." "It must be exposed and stopped." "Yes, Mr Merlin, I will prosecute this case." "A court of enquiry, Miss Mather." "There will be no actual prosecution." "There will be the way I intend handling it." "Are there any actual ground rules as to where the enquiry will be held?" "A room at some convenient location." "That's what I thought." "So let's play our first ace." "She wants to hold the enquiry here?" "In the room in which Paul Coogan died." "Oh, for pity's sake." "Her argument is that it will save time if the court of enquiry should wish to visit the scene of the crime." "I've already agreed to her demand, George." "Oh, you have, have you?" "If we don't, she'll only make further capital out of it." "And if we do, she's already ten points ahead on sheer emotional appeal." "Och, let her have the room." "She doesn't frighten me." "She should." "A good healthy respect at least." "She's out to break CI5, George, and you with it." "Lord God, holy and mighty, holy and immortal, holy and most merciful saviour, deliver us from the bitter pains of eternal death." "You know the secrets of our hearts." "In your mercy, hear our prayer." "Forgive us our sins, and at our last hour, let us not fall away from you." "We have entrusted our brother, Paul Martin Coogan, to God's merciful keeping, and we now commit his body to the ground." "Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust." "In sure and certain hope of..." "Doesn't seem right, keeping Paul's friends away." "His friends?" "French Charlie, Nosher, Harry?" "Ugly mugs staring out of some newspaper?" "We've gotta do like Merlin says." "We've gotta be respectable." "Anyway, they didn't forget him." "Amen." "Amen." "Check the cards and, if anyone did forget him, they'll hear from me." "Got any comments, Mr Coogan?" "I'm not going to let them cover this up." "They're covering my brother with earth and he's only twenty-nine years old." "Cut down." "Are you suggesting it was deliberately done?" "I know it was." "And I mean to prove it." "Well, have you any idea who might have done it, Mr Coogan?" "I mean, did your brother have any enemies?" "Didn't overdo it, did I?" "Nah, just right." "I'm bothered, Frankie." "Yeah?" "When they busted in." "Right time right place." "So, who tipped them off?" "I wanna know." "Ray?" "Are you all right?" "Um, yeah." "I thought you'd be off by now." "Eh?" "Organic food in the belly, working out." "What for?" "What for, I said." "Working out." "What for?" "So I can rupture somebody else's spleen?" "That was an accident." "Yeah, that's right, he ran right onto my fist." "Now look, Ray, I was there, right?" "He came at you, you turned and belted him." "I mean, it could have happened anywhere." "A pub brawl, anywhere." "It could've happened to anyone." "Well, it didn't happen to anyone, did it?" "It happened to me." "You only hit him once." "Oh, I see." "Oh, that's all right, then." "You mean, if I'd hit him twice," "I could have killed him twice." "You know what they made of me, don't you?" "Do you know what they've made of us?" "Eh?" "Well, it frightens me to death, Bodie." "Yeah, well, I've only come to tell you that Cowley's got a job for us." "Not me, mate." "I'm suspended, remember?" "Yeah, me, too." "Material witness now, you know." "I saw you beat that innocent young man to death." "Don't make jokes, Bodie." "I'm telling you, don't make jokes." "Yeah, well, it's the only way I can get through, isn't it?" "Now, come on, Ray." "The Old Man needs us." "Look, he's fighting for his life out there." "I've never seen him like this." "We owe him one." "Listen to him: "we"." "What happened to the "look after the Number One" credo, then?" "Yeah, well, don't do as I say, do as I do." " Yeah." " Okay, well," "I'll leave you to wallow in your own self pity." "I'll handle it myself!" "Since when did you ever handle anything on your own?" "Yeah, well, since when did you?" "So, why us, if we're both suspended?" "Because Parker's my pigeon." "Our pigeon." "And he's dropped out of sight." "Well, wouldn't you with a Coogan on the loose?" "Yeah, well, he's the man who started this rolling." "Cowley wants to speak to him." "Okay." "Stop that." "You are Mr Cowley." "Yes." "Miss Mather?" "I'm glad we stopped by." "I thought you might try to do something like this." "Do what?" "Remove or destroy this evidence." "What?" "I must insist this room remains exactly as it is." "I was just trying to make it more habitable." "You do not regard it as habitable at this moment?" "Well..." "Yet quite habitable enough for you to conduct your interrogations in." "Very well." "But you won't mind standing for a whole day, then." "Or maybe you could sit on my knee." "Oh, I anticipate the enquiry will take several days, Mr Cowley." "Of course there must be chairs." "But this kind of chair." "I want the board of enquiry to know the kind of comfort you offer your unfortunate prisoners." "I want them really to feel it." "Let's go." "Fool." "No." "Cowley is many things, but a fool he is not." "Right." "Last one." "And then we go home." " Right?" "Deal?" " Deal." "Hey, look at this." "I can see it." "Well, hallo." " Hallo, darling." " Yes?" " Parker." " Parker." " Parker." " Parker?" "Henry Parker." "He's a little fellow, quite slim." "Do you know him?" "I don't know anyone called Parker." "What makes you think I should know someone called Parker?" "Well, he, uh, digs your sort of scene." "You know what I mean?" "Who are you, anyway?" "Just friends." "What's going on?" "Oh, look out." "They say they're looking for someone called Parker." "There's only one thing you should be looking for when you call here." "Look, all the time you're standing there, you're keeping away the real trade, so go, eh." "Disappear." "All right." "They can't destroy us." "They can; they might." "What am I really up against tomorrow?" "Geraldine Mather." "Och, I know about her." "I'll take my chances with her." "Meet her fact for fact." "She doesn't scare me." "Well, not much." "But what else?" "The Enquiry board." "Well, there's Stennard." "Now, he's a fair man." "Got a mind, too." "He won't be swayed by pure emotion." "The enquiry will be presided over by Judge Hall." "No problem there." "He'll only be interested in the pure facts of the matter." "Then there's McKay." "Oh, yes, Harold McKay." "The man who's opposed CI5 since its inception." "He'll be seeking to make political capital out of this." "He'll try to make it over your broken back." "Cheers." "Everything okay?" "She could prosecute me any time." "See you in court." "Right." "Good morning." "I am Judge Hall and I shall be presiding." "My colleagues, Mr Stennard and Mr McKay." "Before we begin, may I point out to members of the press that they are here as a matter of courtesy and not as a matter of right." "It may well be that certain testimony will be subject to the Official Secrets Act and that this court will instruct that such testimony may not be printed." "I reserve the right to question and protest any such instruction, Mr President." "Miss Mather, may I point out to you that this is not the sort of court to which you are accustomed." "Ultimately, we have no judicial powers." "We can merely make findings and recommendations." "I am aware, Mr President, this is not a court of law." "But I hope we shall find it is a court of justice." "We shouldn't be sitting here." "We should be out after you know who." "We can start again at five." "They adjourn at five." "Seven hours." "I'd like to begin my address with an apology." "These surroundings are far from comfortable, but it was my suggestion that the enquiry be held here." "I wanted you all to sample the kind of hospitality offered by CI5 to their unfortunate suspects." "Try and imagine what it would be like to be held incommunicado in a place like this." "What would run through your mind?" "Miss Mather, I think we have all taken your point." "Now, perhaps if you would remain in the body of the court." "CI5." "Criminal Intelligence." "A secret organisation." "A dangerously omnipotent organisation answerable, it seems, to no one but its own controller." "Mr President, I must object." "We aren't here to enquire into CI5." "Aren't we?" "The object of the enquiry is to look into the death of Paul Martin Coogan." "Very well, I concede." "We will confine ourselves to the murder of Paul Coogan." "Mr President!" "Yes, yes, yes, I agree." "Miss Mather, I know you to be a very skilful counsel, but, really, these cheap tactics do you no credit, you know." "Especially when they appear to be aimed at the press when it is here that this case is being conducted." "The death of Paul Martin Coogan while held in the custody of CI5." "You've seen the official photographs and the autopsy report." "Coogan died as a result of one blow or several blows that ruptured his spleen." "The blow or blows delivered by a clenched fist." "Mr Cowley, you admit that you launched what amounted to a full-scale assault on Mr Coogan's house." "I ordered a squad operation, yes." " Ten men?" " Eleven, including myself." "Most of them armed?" "All of them were armed." "So my "full-scale attack" sounds more accurate than your "squad operation"." "You rammed the car in the driveway, you broke down the front door, and then you and your men proceeded to rampage through his house." "We searched it." "Searched it?" "Carpets ripped up, furniture torn apart, wallpaper stripped away." "We were looking for something small." "Drugs." "Something small?" "Ten pounds of heroin?" "They could have split it up, concealed it in a dozen places." "But they hadn't, had they, Mr Cowley?" "The fact is that you found absolutely nothing." "No." "Would you speak up, please, Mr Cowley?" "No, we found nothing." "Furniture, carpets." "All in all, damage estimated at several thousand pounds for nothing." "And without a search warrant." "I don't need a warrant." "Oh, I see." "You don't need a warrant." "You are outside the laws of this country." "It's within my brief." "You have a licence to pillage, to assault and kill?" "Desperate men call for desperate measures." "Desperate men?" "Paul Martin Coogan, two convictions for drunkenness, one for dangerous driving." "John Peter Coogan, one arrest for causing an affray." "No conviction." "These are your desperate men, Mr Cowley." "They're clever, keep their noses clean, get others to do their dirty work." "Paul Coogan wasn't very clever, was he?" "He ended up here, dead in this room, the result of a beating." "It was just one punch." "Oh, I see, so you admit the assault." "You admit Paul Coogan was punched." "In self-defence." "Oh, Mr Cowley." "We have, all of us, heard that excuse before." "No more questions at this time." " He attacked my men." " No more questions." "You bring up accusations" "Cowley, you will have an opportunity of putting your case later." "I would like to call my first witness." "John Coogan?" "Come in, please." "Yes, they held me in a room just along the corridor." "Were you handcuffed?" "Yes, all the time, and tight, too." "My hands swelled up for quite a while afterwards." "How many men were in the room with you?" "Three." "Three against one." "Why?" "Did you resist in any way?" "All I kept doing was asking for my lawyer." "Which they denied you." "Yes." "They denied you the legal and fundamental right of every citizen." "We'd made no charge against him." "Which in my view makes it even more despicable." "Mr Coogan, did they offer violence to you?" "Well, they tried." "Oh, he's lying." "Never at any point" "Three of them." "A chair got broken in the scuffle." "But, even with three of them, they couldn't hurt me." "Because you are a powerful man, Mr Coogan." "But your brother, Paul, he lacked your physique." "Ah, Paul, he was, uh, he was just a kid." "Got a lead on Parker." " Where?" " Battersea." "Want me to bring him in?" "No, a stranger'll scare him off." "If he goes underground again, we'll never find him." "Yeah, he's right." "Just keep an eye on him." " We'll pick him up later." " Right." " 42, Fennell Street." " Got it." "You're next." "Frank Williams, please." "Keep your guard up and, uh, box clever." "It was like a war had started." "I came running around the side of the house and saw" "A number of armed men." "Yes." "Doing what?" "Going mad, I thought." "They'd smashed down the front door." "Then what did you do?" "I ran forward." "Then?" "One of them hit me." "Here." "Why?" "I dunno, just, just hit me, that's all." "Mr Williams, isn't it a fact that you were armed yourself?" "Weren't you carrying a shotgun?" "Well?" "Yes, sir." "Mr Williams, why were you carrying a shotgun?" "There was a fox about." "Mr Coogan told me to try and get it." "Do you have a legal permit to own a shotgun?" "Yes." "And you were in the boundaries of Mr Coogan's private property." "Or what should have been considered Mr Coogan's private property except" "Mr Cowley and his CI5 do not, it seems, respect a man's personal privacy." "I think that answers the point you raised except for one thing, Mr Cowley." "Williams here was carrying a shotgun when he was struck down by one of your men." "Yes." "Struck down in self-defence, no doubt." " Of course." " Another possibly desperate man." " Yes." " Why, then, wasn't he arrested?" "Why wasn't he brought in for questioning?" "We were after the Coogans." "You were after them?" "As a huntsman tracks down game?" "After them with a sense of purpose, perhaps?" "After them with a sense of vengeance?" "No, no, you don't understand!" "Oh, but you certainly got one of them, didn't you?" "You got Paul Coogan." "Miss Mather, it is just the facts that we want." "No further questions." "Mr Cowley, do you wish to cross-examine?" "No, no questions." "George, are you sure?" "No point." "He'll lie through his teeth." "Only cloud the issue more." "Well, in that case, I think this would be a convenient moment to adjourn for the day." "They're finished-- for the time being." "Let's go." "You let him see you." "Sorry." "Where's he gone?" "Look, as soon as I knew he'd rumbled me, I moved in." "There's a back door." "I'm sorry." "You're sorry!" "What now?" "Ask him." "I'm terribly sorry." "Just when we needed a break." "You were there." "Today, in the courtroom when John hit Williams." "Do you remember when we first brought Coogan in, how flash he was, patting his stomach, saying "my brother works out on this sometimes"." "Said something like that, didn't he?" "Yeah, something like that." "So what?" "I was there when you hit Paul Coogan." "I mean, good punch, economical, but it wasn't going to split doors." "Or spleens, either." "C'mon, Bodie." "The autopsy report." "Yeah." "It said a punch." "But why yours?" "John Coogan?" "Why not?" "He's an ex-pro, light heavyweight." "I can see him working out with Paul, saying "Come on, Paulie-boy, hit me as hard as you like."" "Then Paul, trying to live up to big brother, you know, says," ""Right, hit me back."" "And John does." "Yeah, like Williams today." "No." "Big John's a pro." "He's not going to start throwing punches at people, is he?" "Yeah, even if he pulls 'em, it's still going to hurt a lot, isn't it, do a lot of damage." " No, no." "Thanks a lot, mate, but no." " Why not?" "Well, for a start, Paul didn't show any signs of pain when we brought him in." "Would he, though?" "Admit his brother's hurt him." "Be a sign of weakness in his book." "Got to admit, it's possible." "Yeah, it's possible." "How do we find out?" "Dunno." "You know, Coogan's got a bird at his house." " Hi." " Hi." "I don't think you should be here." "This is private property." "Yeah, we know." "Yeah, we're fans." "Boxing fans." "We were hoping for a glimpse of Big John Coogan." "He hasn't boxed in years." "Oh, yeah, but when he did, eh, he was great, fantastic." "He's our hero." "And he still keeps fit, doesn't he?" "Oh, yes." "Works out every morning." "Oh, yeah, that's what we heard." "With his brother Paul." "Poor Paulie." "Yeah, yeah, was tough." "But they did work out together, eh?" "Sometimes." "I mean exchange punches, that kind of thing." "Oh, yes." "He hurt him once." "What, John hurt Paul?" "No, no." "Paul hurt John." "It was just the other day, in fact." "The last time they ever sparred together." "Paul really hurt Big John." "Pride as much as anything." "Mind you, John hurt him back." "What?" "Jill!" "Nice talking to you." "You fools!" "You damn fools!" "To go there to that house, now." "Look, it was a hunch and I think it's paid off." "You know what that Mather woman will make of it?" "Look, the girl said they sparred together." "It could let Ray off the hook." "He needs off the hook." "Don't you think Coogan is aware of that?" "We could subpoena the girl." "What girl?" "She was on a flight to Spain one hour after you spoke to her." "Anything she may have said to you is just, just hearsay, inadmissible." "Sorry, sir." "Look, we were just trying to" "I know what you were trying to do and I'm grateful." "But the fact of the matter is that it hasn't helped." "Not one bit." "Well, it's helped me." "There's a doubt." "Now there's a chance I didn't kill Paul Coogan." "See you in court." "Ah, come on." "In view of this flagrant breach, we ask that Mr Cowley be directed to ensure that there are no further attempts to harass our witnesses." "Is that true, Cowley?" "Did your men go out to Coogan's house?" "It's true." "Well, then?" "It was a misunderstanding and I give a firm undertaking it will not happen again." "We accept that." "But the incident will be recorded." "Michael." "We're way ahead on points." "Call Raymond Doyle." "Raymond Doyle." "Good luck." "Quite an impressive record, Doyle." "With the police, you became a boxing champion." "A Class A marksman with both rifle and handgun." "You're interested in kendo and karate and sufficiently interested, in fact, you've actually started a sports club dedicated to those skills." "Yea, mainly for the black kids in my area." "Obviously you are obsessed with physical violence." "No." "Boxing, karate, shooting." "I do other things as well." "I paint" "We know that." "We are here to enquire into one of those other things you do." "Like brutalising helpless prisoners." "I must protest!" "And I must, too, Miss Mather." "Mr Doyle, isn't it part of your CI5 training to learn to fight with your bare hands?" " Yeah, it's standard practice" " Aren't you taught to break a bone at a blow?" "To disembowel at a stroke?" "Aren't you taught pressure points, places to hit, to disable, maim and kill?" "A normal self-defence course such as any commando, any infantryman, would be taught." "Commandos and infantrymen are prepared for a state of war." "I was not aware that a state of war existed in Britain." "It was you who struck Paul Coogan, wasn't it?" "He came at me." "You struck him, you punched him." "Yeah, well, what else was I supposed to" "You struck him so hard that you ruptured his spleen." "You killed Paul Coogan, didn't you?" "I don't know." "Come on, we've had evidence" "I hit him, yes." "Whether I, I actually killed him..." "Well, he played sparring games with his brother." "Maybe he hit him." "No more questions." "Look, do you think I wanted to kill him?" "Life's important, any life!" "I believe that!" "No more questions." "Mr Doyle..." "John." "Suppose you might have killed him yourself?" " What?" " Is it possible?" "Me?" "Kill Paulie, my own brother?" "You did spar with him?" "Sometimes we used to spar" "No." "You never sparred with him." "You never played games with him." "You never laid hands on him." "Understood?" "Yeah." "How'd you get on?" "Lousy." "She made a monkey out of me." "Well, you did give her a head start." "She's a dragon." "She's a woman." "Good-looking, too." "Well, it'll be your turn soon." "Don't worry, I'm not monkey material." "Besides, I've never yet met a woman I couldn't handle." "I'll just fix her with my famous smile." "Mr Bodie, please." "William Andrew Philip Bodie?" "Yeah, all the princes." "I was such a regal-looking baby." "You left school at fourteen?" "Yeah, there was nothing more they could teach me." "Just answer the questions, Mr Bodie." "Yes, sir." "Sorry." "I'm just naturally jocular." "It's my Liverpool-Irish background." "You joined the Merchant Navy?" "Yes." "And then you jumped ship three years later at Dakar?" "Yes." "Had an altercation with the skipper." "His girl, you see, his girl took a shine to me and" "Your machismo is of no interest to us, Mr Bodie." "Just your violent background." "You've been a bouncer in an African club." "Then, gun-running for both sides during the Congo wars." "A mercenary soldier in Angola, Biafra." "Some dubious activities in Jordan." "And then you came back here to join the army where you became a sergeant with the Paras, then you were seconded to the SAS and now you are with CI5." "It appears that you hire out your body for any nefarious activity provided the price is right." "Mr President" "I'll rephrase that." "You hire out your experience, is that right, Mr Bodie?" "Yeah, that'll do." "And your chief talent is dealing with death, violence, mayhem." "How many men have you killed, Mr Bodie?" "I can't remember." "You can't remember?" "Do you hear that?" "This is a member of the CI5" "Look, when you throw a grenade in the bush, I mean, how do you know how many guys you killed?" "In the jungle" "In the jungle." "Yes, Mr Bodie." "I think that is where you belong." "You were a member of the squad that attacked Mr Coogan's house?" "Yep." "You were the man who struck down Frank Williams." "Yes, he had a gun." "You had a gun, too, and you were ready to fire it." "Look, the informant told us there was heroin, people killed" "Informer?" "You set up this whole disgusting affair on the word of a common informer?" "It frequently brings results." "I want him here." "I want to question this informer." "I want to see how he measures up against the respectable image of John Coogan." "What is his name, Mr Cowley?" "Mr President, this is restricted information." "Mr President, I insist." "Of course, if you want to be party to a cover up..." "One moment, please." "To name him in open court, it could put him at great risk." "It would be irresponsible." "Nevertheless, Mr Cowley" "We insist upon it." "Cowley, this court is ordering you to name the informer." "Parker." "Henry Parker." "And God help him." "How'd you get on?" "What happened to the smile, then?" "It was Parker." "Parker." "Nosy Parker." "Sorry, sir." "Blurted it out." "Blurted what out?" "About Parker." "Oh, great." "Where are they going?" "Stay close, but stay clear, too." "Don't give that woman another opportunity" "John Coogan, pursuing his enquiries." "Yeah." "Well, with his contacts, he's got a better chance of finding Parker than we have." "All right, everybody out." "Come on, move!" "Not you." "You grassed on me, Parker." "On me!" "Move it." "Oh, no." "Coogan's pursued his enquiries." "I'll get an ambulance." "Where are they?" "I don't know, sir." "I haven't heard a word." " Locate them." " Yes, right." "And let's hope they won't be called to give evidence." "The court is now in session." "Yeah, I know." " Can we see him now?" " Out of the question." "Can he be moved?" "Look, the man's severely injured." "Doctor, can he be moved?" "Look, why don't you just simply take a statement?" "Oh, come on." "We've all heard a great deal of argument from Miss Mather, emotional argument." "But backed in the main by hard facts." "Hard facts." "Yes, they are hard and they are facts." "That's the tragedy of it." "She's used me as a whipping boy because I founded CI5." "But I didn't." "You did." "Society did." "This society did." "If there were no fires, you wouldn't need firemen." "And in God's name, and I invoke Him sincerely," "I wish you would make my job, my organisation, redundant." "I wish you would make the streets clean again." "I wish you would give every man, whatever his colour or creed, the right to be, to feel, safe again." "But that's not to be." "Not yet." "And, so, you need me." "Like it or not, you need CI5." "That's why I'm asking you, pleading with you, don't destroy us, don't cut us down." "Not until you've got something better to put in our place." "Miss Mather has seized upon the word "jungle"." "Aye, in the popular vernacular, that's where it's at, a jungle with mad beasts crawling through it, and we are the hunters." "That was your argument, too, that I set out to hunt Coogan down." "Well, the answer is yes and it will always be yes as long as there are beasts like Coogan left to hunt." "You showed us photos-- carpets ripped up, cars dented." "But what about these?" "Faces, grown old before they were ever young." "Destroyed and racked by drug addiction." "Girls scarcely out of their teens selling their bodies, their experience to the highest bidder." "Not for the same purpose as Bodie, Miss Mather." "Not for the same purpose at all." "Respectable businessmen beaten up because they bucked the price of extortion and bully boys." "These are the streets we have to walk." "Not the bright streets; the mean ones, devoid of hope and all humanity." "We walk them and we brush aside some of the dirt." "Not much, just some of the dirt so that there's less to offend when you come along." "And, now, you're trying to take away whatever teeth we've got left." "Why?" "Why?" "Because someone got hurt?" "Because a man died?" "And I, I regret that." "I, I didn't want that." "A man died and you want to close down the whole hospital." "Because, like it or not, that's what we are, the surgeons." "A messy, sometimes bloody job and, oh, yes, our knives are sharp." "And we have to operate fast and quickly, even clumsily on occasion, to cut out the disease." "The disease hurts, but so does the surgeon's knife." "Which would you prefer?" "It's your choice." "Very well done, George." "I can't do any better." "As I told you, the man isn't a fool." "Mr Cowley, it would be untrue, patently untrue, if I was to say to you" "I wasn't moved by your final plea." "A passionate plea from the heart." "And made even more poignant because I know that you really believe everything you said." "Misguided as it is, you believe in your own twisted argument." "You believe in your own right and your own omnipotence, and that is the danger that is here and it's a very real danger." "A young innocent man has already lost his life and" "Miss Mather!" "You wanted an informer?" "Henry Parker." "Your witness." "That was pure Perry Mason, that last-minute witness." "Whatever, it worked." "Partially." "We didn't get Coogan." "Yeah, well, we will." "Anyway, we survived." "By the skin of our teeth." "The enquiry didn't exactly exonerate us with a not proven verdict." "But we did survive." "To fight another day." "Fancy a beer tonight?" "Yeah, great." "Ray?" "No, no, thanks, I'm tired." "I think I'll have an early night." "No, leave him Bodie." "I suppose he'll get over it soon." "No, never." "But he'll learn to come to terms with it." "Come on." "The beer's on me." "You're on." "And the Scotch'll be on you."