The Bill S09E067 Rank Outsider (subtitled)

The Bill S09E067 Rank Outsider (subtitled)


Anything wrong? No, sir. The steering seemed to be a bit light, so we stopped off as a precaution. Good. Sun Hill’s a bit different from Barton Street, isn’t it? I suppose so, sir. Any problems? No, sir. Feel free to speak your mind. No problems, sir. Glad to hear it, Jarvis. Sir. I like to keep in touch with my troops. Check things are running smoothly, you understand. Yes, sir. 8-5 from Sierra-Oscar, receiving? Go ahead. 66 Bronte House… That’s 6-6 Bronte House on the Parkmead Estate… Good morning, sir. I prefer my officers not to do convenience shopping at police time. No, sir. Err, received, Polly. On way. Get rid of those. Yes, sir. Not very good for our public image, is it? According to our concerned neighbour… the name of the tenant of 66, that’s 6-6 Bronte House is Carol Reynolds. I don’t believe it, this poxy light’s gone down again. It’s old age, Polly. It happens to us all in the end. J-, oh, Sarge, ah, June’s cutting it a bit fine, isn’t she? Bit keen aren’t you, Reg? Yeah, well, I’ve got a taxi booked, that’s all. As far as I was concerned, your dental appointment was at half past. Yeah, but Sarge, you did s- Reg, I’ve agreed to let you go on time. Until then, get on with the job, will you? Sarge. I’ll leave that one for you then, Reg. You what? You never know. Oh, yeah. Sun Hill police station. It might just be the tooth fairy. Four quid them burgers cost me. You’re lucky he was in a good mood. ‘Good’ mood? You still got the shopping. Anyway, it was my fiver, remember? And to top it all, we get lumbered with Carol Reynolds. Yeah? I thought she retired off the game. Must be knocking on a bit now. She should be more choosy at her age. Yeah, she’s entitled to some sort of protection. I just wish it wasn’t down to us. I could murder a bag of chips. What’s Cato’s problem, anyway? He likes to know what’s going on. He’s got a funny way of going about it. Par for the course when he was over at Barton Street. You know what they say about old dogs. Yeah, but why do we have to get stuck with a Rottweiler? Oh, no! We’d like to speak with the tenant, Carol Reynolds. I told you, she’s not here, is she? I’m sorry sir, but I have reason to believe that she is. Stand aside, please.
– Look, you can’t just walk in here like this. In here, Mike.
– No, you don’t, mate. He stole my ring. Little swine stole my wedding ring! Yeah, so what’s the location then, June? Can I have a PNC check please, Sarge? Can you give that to Polly? I’m outside the greengrocers on Victoria Road. I’m outside the greengrocers on Victoria Road.
Polly, I’ve got an abandoned vehicle. Can you do a PNC check for me, please? Can you do a PNC check for me, please?
– Alright, well, stay with the vehicle and I’ll call the AA. Give it here.
– Alright, well, stay with the vehicle and I’ll call the AA. – Alright, well, stay with the vehicle and I’ll call the AA. Good morning, Sun Hill police.
– The sooner the better, Sarge. Come on, Polly. I’m in a hurry. Well, you’ll have to wait, won’t you? Yes, Mrs Adams, and you think the burglars are still on the premises? Sorry, George. Right, if you could just give me some more details… Yes, of course I’ll hold. You better get off, Reg. Wouldn’t want you to be late. Oh, what’s this, Reg? Half day? It’s alright for some, isn’t it? Er, sorry for dropping you in it like this, Sarge. Bit of friendly advice, Reg… Oh no, it’s alright, you don’t have to say anything. I shall clean them before I go. Gary. Yes, Sarge? Number 2. There’s no point in you keeping me here. She won’t go through with it. This way, Mr Ronson. I tell you, you’re wasting your time. I’m inclined to agree, Steve. Mike’s with her now, Sarge, getting her statement. You know what she’s like. The woman’s a professional victim. What is it? The fourth unsatisfied customer this month? She’s well past her sell-by date. I know, Sarge. But I think there’s a chance we’ll get a result on this one. Well, get it down in black and white. I thought you lot were supposed to be the experts on cars? It’s not a car. It’s a tin box on wheels. It’s a tin box on wheels.
– Sierra 1 from Sierra Oscar. Receiving? – Sierra 1 from Sierra Oscar. Receiving? Go ahead. Robbery in progress at 23, that’s 2-3 Tallow Street. Can you deal? Sierra 1 on way. Sorry, June. Why don’t you just admit it, Tony? You haven’t got a clue, have you? Why do you let them do this to you, Carol? All part of the service. You don’t believe that. Don’t I? You try living on thin air. When you get to my age, you can’t afford to be that choosy. That’s up to you, Carol. Yeah… Maybe I could get a YTS grant. Start a little catering business. Just like to read your statement through, Carol? I’ve been my own business since I was fifteen. You lot never bothered about me then. We just want to put Arnie Ronson out of harm’s way. I thought that’s what you wanted? We need your co-operation, Carol. Do him good to sweat for a bit. Shouldn’t have pushed me ’round like that, should he? Put a stop to it. Just sign here… here… and here. No. You said you were willing to press charges. I’ve changed my mind. Oh, come on, you’re not just going to let him walk away, are you? Why not? He’s learnt his lesson. Yeah. That you’re a soft touch. Is this bloke a regular? No. You do know him, then? I know his type. Look… Carol… If you sign this statement and go through with it, there’s going to be one less nutter out there for you to worry about. I won’t do it. You can’t make me. You just don’t want it to stop, do you? You don’t understand. No. I don’t. Satisfied? Look… I’m sorry. Save your sob story for your next client. We’ve wasted enough of your precious time. Arnie’s my son. I can’t shop my own son. Are you sure? Of course, I’m sure. I saw someone in there. Marge and Dave aren’t back from holiday ’til the weekend. Take the front, eh?
– Right. Just make sure you keep the children clear, Mrs Adams. Don’t panic, luv. I’ll get someone over there right away. Have you got a neighbour you can ring? Ye- alright, alright. Stay calm Look, Rose, have you got a number I can ring you back on? I’ll be with you in a minute, sir. No hurry, Bob. Right, Rose. Thank you. I’ll get straight back to you. Sorry, Polly. Did you say something? No, sir. Nothing. Is there a problem, sir? No problem, Bob. Just thought I’d sit in for a while, watch the wheels turning. Of course. Polly, did you get the Area car to 23 Tallow Street? About 10 minutes ago. Good. Alright if I answer a few calls… while you’re waiting for your replacement operator? Er, June Ackland, sir. She’s been held up. I take it that’s a ‘yes’. Yes, sir. The more, the merrier. Sierra 1 from Sierra-Oscar. I’m all thumbs at this game. Just pretend I’m not here. Yes, sir. Sierra 1 from Sierra-Oscar, receiving? Go ahead, Sarge. What’s going on over there, Tony? Nothing. They must have legged it, somehow. There’s no obvious signs of a break-in, though. How’s Rose holding up? Who’s Rose? Boyden’s got no choice but let Ronson off the hook, Steve. Yeah, if the mother won’t make a statement, it’s end of story. It just sticks in my gut, that’s all. The bloke’s a danger. Why do CAD keep cutting me off? Look, why don’t I just go ’round and get him myself, eh? Come on, it doesn’t take all three of you. Steve, you got a result on that CRO check on Ronson yet? I need the space. There seems to be some sort of hiccough with the phone system, Sarge. Well, hurry it up, then. Right, I’m just dialling the number now. Damn. Let’s hope we get betting service when the new equipment’s installed. Yes, sir. Yeah, right, stand by, Tony. Yeah, standing by, Sarge. It’s alright, Rose. Nothing to be afraid of. We’re police officers. Thanks, mate. I’m on my way now. I should be with you in about 5 minutes, Sarge. As soon as you can, June. Don’t believe it! No keyholders for that Tallow Street address, Sarge. Right, well, get onto the assistance people, will you? Here’s the contact number. Right. Ridiculous to think the Chief Inspector can [unintelligible] pass on messages. Nothing major. Yes, sir. I’ll get them logged in now. Sun Hill CAD. Yes, Tosh, I’m just putting you through. Polly, would you pass me the Comms Information Book? Yes, Sarge. Never, mind. I’ll hold the fort. Thank you, sir. Don’t worry, leave it to me. Sun Hill police. Phone’s up the creek again, Sarge. Yeah, hold on. Hello, Rose. Poll… can you do this CRO check for us? Are you alright? Not now. No, don’t worry about it. No, that’s what we’re here for. No trouble. Yes, yes, the person you want to speak to is Chief Inspector Conway. Yes, yes, the person you want to speak to is Chief Inspector Conway.
– Yes, they do make a terrible noise, don’t they? I’m sure the engineer will be able to reset it. I’m sure the engineer will be able to reset it.
– Don’t mention it, madam. Yeah, glad to be of service. Sorry, sir. Can you just translate this for me? Sure. It’s just this bit. I need to get this CRO checked. I need to get this CRO checked.
– Sheldon Crescent. I just want to sort this out. Sun Hill police. Have you contacted that alarm company for me, Polly? Oh, yeah. Sorry, Sarge. That’s no trouble. What’s he doing, giving you the third degree? Nothing quite as simple as that. Can you do a CRO check on that character? Sierra-Oscar from Sierra 1. You alright? Yeah, I’m fine. Go ahead, Tony. We’ll need a boarding-up service at Tallow Street, Polly. Seems the old lady sprang the alarm herself when she went to try and restart the boiler. Seems the old lady sprang the alarm herself when she went to try and restart the boiler.
– Can I have a quick word with you, sir? Sure.
– Any news on that alarm service? – Any news on that alarm service? Not as yet. I’ll get back to you, alright? Sierra-Oscar from 8-6. Receiving? Sierra-Oscar from 8-6. Receiving? Go ahead, June. If you could give her just a little bit of space… ’cause she’s relatively new to this. And doing very well. Just the kind of person we need. She does you credit, Bob. Keep up the good work. Thank you, sir. Sierra-Oscar 3 from Sierra-Oscar. You get a result, Poll?
– What? The CRO check.
– Go ahead, Sierra-Oscar. Oh, no trace on that one, Steve. What? I’m sure it was a ‘no trace’. Oh, so that’s it. The prat walks.
– Did you want me, Sierra-Oscar? Over. What?
– Did you want me, Sierra-Oscar? Over. Oh, it doesn’t matter. What was the search folio number? Um… Go ahead, Sierra-Oscar. Anything wrong, Polly? No, sir. Do you want me or not, Polly? Thanks. Yes, Sarge. June Ackland has had a pol acc… off Victoria Road in Renton Gardens. Your assistance is required at the scene. Satisfied you’ve got everything? Thanks. Nice of her to let me keep this. She’s a good sort, my mum. It’s a shame you couldn’t treat her with a bit more respect then, isn’t it? She doesn’t know the meaning of the word. I knew she wouldn’t press charges. Just sign here, Mr Ronson, then you’re free to go. About time, too. Wouldn’t want to miss the first race at Newmarket. Since I got a bob or two on the winner. Show Mr Ronson the way out, will you, Steve? Yes, sir. This way, Mr Ronson. Well, thanks for your time, Bob. I’m sure the new equipment will improve efficiency. Just one of those mornings, sir. Not a criticism… But I do think a full quota of personnel would help ease pressure somewhat. But I do think a full quota of personnel would help ease pressure somewhat.
– No, no problem. Thanks, Sarge. Yes, sir.
– No, no problem. Thanks, Sarge. WPC Page… Yes, sir? Well done. You’re doing a good job. Bob. Right… Let’s get back to normal. I blew it. No, the Chief Inspector was most impressed by your performance. Don’t worry about it too much. No, I gave Steve Loxton a ‘no trace’ result for his prisoner. So? I’ve just checked with custody and they let him out 20 minutes ago. What are you talking about? Arnold James Ronson. According to the police computer, he’s wanted. Well, you checked it, didn’t you? I thought I had. The warrant’s held at Barton Street for non-payment. I’m sorry, Sarge. Cato’s not likely to find out it was us that let him go. Not unless he checks the custody records. That’s not going to happen in the next hour or so, is it? I wouldn’t put it past him. Anyway, just ’cause he’s ex-Barton Street, doesn’t mean he’s going to remember the name of one bad debtor wanted on a warrant. That man remembers everything. Sarge. Oi! I want Ronson back in custody before the Chief Inspector finds out we’re a bunch of bananas. It wasn’t us made the mistake, Sarge. I don’t care! I want him back under wraps before some rather dodgy questions are asked. We’ll do our best, Sarge. It’ll do him good to sweat for a bit. Whatever you say. I just want to see the look on Arnie’s face when we arrest him again. What’s the hurry, Jarvis? No hurry, sir. We’re just off out again. I can see that. Yes, sir. Come on. Sergeant Boyden, Custody. Yeah? Morning, Matthew. Sir? Just an informal visit. Don’t mind, do you? Fine. I’m sorry to be so much trouble. Oh, no trouble. The alarm people are on the way. Check and reset the system. I was alright, you know. I can look after meself. I’m sure you can. Your son and his wife… they’re back on Saturday? Yes. I can’t understand Marge and Dave just leaving her like that. Do they make a habit of leaving you locked up in the house with the alarm on? They don’t go out much. A whole week in Minorca? Well, everybody has to have a little holiday sometimes. It’s not their fault. If I’d known, I could have popped in to see you. It wouldn’t have been any trouble. How about some soup? I was just going to make the kids something anyway. Tomato alright? I’m sorry… I’m going to have to be getting back now, Rose. You know, you deserve to be looked after. If I were you, I’d lie back and enjoy it. I hope it’s not out of a tin. I can’t stand that tinned muck. The address Arnie gave us was 5 years out of date. Never stays in one place long. Do you know where he’s living now, Carol? When you owe money all over the shop you tend to try and keep your whereabouts under wraps. How old were you when you had him? Fifteen. He was a lovely baby. Everything I did was for Arnie. Could he be staying with his dad? No. And why is that? Because he doesn’t know who his dad is. Nor do I. Look, Carol. Arnie owes a lot of money to a lot of people. Why do you think I went on the game in the first place? Where is he, Carol? Ever since he was a kid he’s had his hand out. Always wanting more. Any idea where he might be? Look, we’re going to find him sooner or later, Carol. So you might as well help us out. Try the pawn shop on Gatley Street. Or the bookies down Hoxton Road. Should fetch a few bob on that ring. Thank you, Carol. Never did go in much for fancy jewellery. But that ring was special. The only thing I ever bought for myself. He knew that. He just didn’t care. It’s not going to bounce back at you, Polly. I mean, even if Cato does find anything, which is extremely unlikely… Boyden was the one who let him walk. I feel like I’ve let the side down or something. You think you’ve let yourself down. Well, I have, haven’t I? Come on. What is it, eh? Polly perfect? Never make a mistake? Never put a foot wrong? Well, I wouldn’t go that far. No? Good. Life’s got this nasty habit of smashing you in the gob when you least expect it. Yeah.
– Yeah. So don’t be so hard on yourself, OK? Just take it as it comes. What are you having? Tea or coffee? As it comes. Two teas, please. Thanks, Dave. Ahh, it’s alright. Just remember, I expect a generous mention in your will. Yeah, he was here about 10 minutes ago. Bloke reckons he was going to the bookies. Right, Hoxton Road, then. That’d be favourite. 8-5 from Sierra-Oscar, receiving? Go ahead, June. Message from Sergeant Boyden, Mike. He thought you’d like to know that Mr Cato’s going through Custody with a fine-toothed comb. Thanks, Gary. Right, sir. Well, this all appears in good order. Glad to hear it, sir. Don’t mind if I sit in, do you? And I’d like to see this week’s custody records. Right, sir. Excuse me, luv. We’re looking for one of your punters. We get all shapes and sizes in here, “luv”. Anyone in particular? Arnold Ronson. Dark hair, rugged complexion. Bad breath? Yeah, that’s the one. Nah, sorry. Never heard of him. I’ll bet he causes a girl like you a few problems. Comes on a bit strong, does he? I don’t know what you’re on about. I think you do. We could take him off your hands. If we could find him, that is. Funny… I do remember someone like that. I think he rents the flat upstairs. I couldn’t be sure, mind. Thanks, luv. Can I help you, Sarge? Yeah. Just carry on with your work in the normal way. Don’t pay any attention to me. Sir. Don’t you lot give up? Not when scum like you are involved, Arnie. How did you find me? We just followed the bruises, didn’t we, Steve? Arnold James Ronson, I’m arresting you for non-payment. You do not have to say anything unless you wish to do so, but what you say may be given in evidence. Do you understand the caution? What we got here, then? Arnold James Ronson. Wanted on a warrant for non-payment. Do you know why you’re here, Mr Ronson? This is a wind-up. I can’t take you lot seriously no more. Non-payment is a very serious matter, Mr Ronson. You’re telling me. Excuse me, sir. Ah, can I have a word, Sergeant? Yes, sir, I’ll just finish booking in the prisoner. Now. Anything wrong, Jarvis? No, sir. What’s he doing back here? Barton Street are holding a warrant for non-payment, sir. And we let him walk? The Chief Inspector’s just going to love that. He doesn’t know, sir. Yet. Well, you better get back in there and make sure he doesn’t find out. Yes, sir. And Matthew… My office. When you’ve got a moment. Yes, sir. Right… Name and address? Arnold James Ronson. For the last time. I do hope so. Would you like a cup of tea, sir? No. Flat 1, 33 Hoxton Road. Just a moment, Sergeant Boyden… Something wrong, sir? Arnold James Ronson. That warrant was held at Barton Street, yes? Yes, sir. Thought I recognised it. Never forget a name. You’ve got a very good memory, sir. Comes in useful at times. I daresay it does, sir. Right, well, I think that’s everything here. Thank you for your time, Sergeant. Thank you, sir. Oh, by the way… Loxton. Jarvis. Good work. It’s nice to think we’re giving the lads over at Barton Street a run for their money. Yes, sir. Here, Tony. This was left for you in the front office. Cheers. Thank you for everything, yours sincerely, Rose Neatham. Nice to get a bit of old-fashioned appreciation for a change. Oh, lucky old you. Look, I’m sorry about dropping everyone in it earlier. No, forget it, Poll. Everyone’s entitled to be a plank at least once in their career. Steve! Jarvis! Sorry, sir. You all seem in a very celebratory mood. Just a bit of fun, sir. Anything in particular I should know about? No, sir. Sure about that? Can’t think of anything of interest, sir. Pity. Just remember… my door’s always open for a confidential chat. Thank you, sir. Well, go on, then. Don’t want to keep your friends waiting, do you? No, sir. Subtitles courtesy of Efrem Zimbalist Jr. © 2019

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