The Interceptor

It's Like That by Run DMC

Seriously, mate, I'm getting out of the business.

~ Find someone else. ~ Are you listening, you junkie?

Ease off.

Dad!

Dad! Wait!

.. Putney, Barnes,

North Sheen, Richmond,

Twickenham and Hounslow.

All right. What about him -

striped shirt?

Hit man.

Loner.

20 kills, give or take.

All right. Her -

killer heels, red dress.

Brothel keeper.

High-class madam.

No doubt about it.

Love it.

That's him.

Come on.

"A day to stick to certainties, not one to rely on chance."

I wish I'd not bought them lottery tickets now.

The horoscope. It's bollocks, innit? Just a bit of fun.

What star sign are you, mate?

Go on. What star sign are you?

~ Er... I'm... I'm Capricorn. ~ Cap... Yeah? All right, hold on.

"Today is a good day to tie up any loose ends...

".. as you're about to be arrested by Her Majesty's Customs."

~ Weird, innit? ~ Oh, that is... that is uncanny.

I... I'll get him.

Shit!

Move, move, move, move, move! Come on!

I see him!

~ Where's he gone? ~ Dunno. Must be the Tube!

Tommy! Tommy!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Oh, dammit!

Ooh!

Get off! Ow, ow!

It was never in doubt.

South West Trains service...

I bet Martin loved that(!)

So who were they?

Er, Customs, I think.

~ It's your old crew, wasn't it? ~ Yeah.

~ Oh, God! ~ What, you know him?

Yeah.

I'm supposed to deliver to someone tomorrow morning...

early.

~ I don't know who it is. ~ Who?

I just told you. I don't know.

But I know where he'll be.

Hounslow.

Retail park.

Chinese cash & carry.

That's gotta be worth something, isn't it?

~ L... Like what? ~ I don't know.

Favourable treatment.

~ You said you could help me. ~ Yeah. You want a deal?

You're a pusher!

I'm not a pusher.

I was just passing it from A to B. I don't make

anyone take drugs. That's their choice.

It's not just about the users, De Carlo!

It's about everyone else.

Do you have any idea what this stuff you're just...

"moving from A to B" does to people's lives?

To people's families?

THEY don't get a choice, Larry.

But you're about to get ten years to think about yours.

Retail park. Chinese cash & carry.

That's where you're picking up the package from this De Carlo bloke?

Yeah?

That's where it's just waiting to be... collected?

Huh!

And sorry, man, just to...

be clear...

.. the bloke you're picking it up off, he don't know you?

~ And you've never met him before? ~ (No. No...)

You know what this is, don't you?

It's fate.

Me having a thirst, walking into that pub. You being in that pub,

shooting your mouth off...

about the meet, the package, how much you were getting out of it.

We're talking karma here, man.

This is my reward...

.. for having been such a good person.

~ Are you serious?! ~ Come on.

When was the last time we got some proper intel?

De Carlo and the collector, they don't know each other,

right? We get one of our guys to stand in for De Carlo. We follow

whoever turns up, we track him, we use him. Maybe even ID the supplier

~ next time he stocks up. ~ No. We have these drugs.

We dangle them and bust whoever shows up for conspiracy to supply.

~ Just the one. ~ No, I shouldn't. ~ Oh, come on.

Lorna will understand. After a knock like that? It was classic.

It was legendary.

You think?

What? So Madam can pull another no-mark like De Carlo over there -

stick him on her monthly returns?

Here we go.

We've been spinning the same drums as we were ten years ago -

the same... low-level runners.

They don't know any names. They don't...

I just wanted to nick someone.

What? Someone what?

Bigger.

You mean like Fat Baz?

You're an idiot.

We can only work on what's in front of us, mate, yeah?

Maybe you've got to face facts.

Just can't get to those guys.

No, not like this.

Oh, I love this.

~ What is he even saying? ~ Listen properly, yeah?

~ Tracy Island and diamond? ~ #.. Years too late

My actual life is like... All right, one. We'll go for one. Just stop it.

You're a first-class idiot, you know that.

And where have YOU been?

~ It was just supposed to be one. ~ Right.

And you being a notoriously

~ slow drinker. ~ Yeah, well,

Tommy...

Um?

~ .. Tommy... ~ Ooh...

.. he said...

~ Yeah, I should've called. ~ Yeah,

you're in luck, cos Wendy came round.

Oh, no. Who with this time?

~ The meter reader. ~ No?!

Yes. He's a very sensitive lover, apparently.

Still...

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

What was it this time? Big collar?

Medium.

Small to medium.

Small collars are good, Ash. We like small collars.

~ Yeah. ~ And you feeling guilty means

that I can have my sneaky fag in the garden and you can't have a go.

~ Tell the kids, and I'll castrate you. ~ Let me have a little kiss first.

Come here.

One, two. One, two. One, two.

~ Don't. ~ One, two. Come in, come in. ~ It's on. ~ Testing.

~ Testing. ~ It's on.

What's up with you?

You shouldn't be volunteering for this.

I told ya, I'd only do this if you were closest.

We do the meet...

.. we bag and tag this buyer

and we're down the Rifleman's for happy hour.

Yeah? That's what we do.

~ All right? ~ All right.

Go on.

See you on the other side.

Charlie unit, possible suspect vehicle coming your way.

Can you get him to stop singing?

Target is alone.

Cool.

Cor, it's cold, innit?

Eh?

~ Are you cold? ~ No, I'm all right.

You got the thing?

Let's get in the car.

~ No, I'm fine. ~ I said, "Let's get in the car."

It's cold.

He's moving in.

He needs to get verbal agreement to the deal.

Is that a fact(?)

Ah, ah, ah, ah! Don't go walking on the cracks, man, it's bad luck.

You make your own luck in this life, mate.

Oh, do ya?

What's happening?

He's getting in the car. Stand by.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Who's she?

Shit!

All units, move in now!

No! I have eyes on. Stand by.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Pulling a gun, mate -

~ that's going to make things worse, yeah? ~ Make what worse?

~ Oh, she won't say nothing. ~ Not when I shoot her, she won't.

~ Strike! Strike! Strike! ~ Negative!