The Tunnel

Danny Hillier?

Who's this?

You should ask the police what is happening in the Eurotunnel.

They found half an MP

and half a prostitute.

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I like to remember the people I help.

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Wait! Wait! You can't just leave me! You can't! Please, come back.

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We shall all be getting closer to the truth.

I said cash.

How about cock?

I don't take tiny instalments.

How's your brother?

You told him we're getting married yet?

You leave my brother alone.

Tell him if he keeps spending so much time hanging around my bitches...

he's gonna have to start paying.

Get you, Tupac. This is South Kent, my darling, not South LA.

Anybody else spoke to me like that, I'd smash them up.

You'd smash em up!

Yeah. Yeah, I would.

Love you long time.

Right.

Sorry to keeping you waiting so long, Danny.

Something really important came up.

What, more important than a bomb in a car?

There was no bomb.

What's this? We got a federal police force now, have we?

Elise Wassermann, French Police.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, I know who you are.

So tell us about the telephone call.

He said he left two bodies in the tunnel.

Yeah. An MP and a whore.

Your car was seen picking up that whore.

What? When?

July last year.

July last year I was in Prague.

Besides, if I did pay for gash, which I don't have to,

I think I'd aim a little bit higher than some crack-addled tart

off the streets of an English seaport.

How would anyone have access to your car? Twice?

Well, I haven't got a Scooby, love.

Can we have a word outside?

You must be pleased to have the French on board.

She's about as useful as the Maginot Line, that one.

I hope the trousers fit all right, Danny?

The only clean ones we could find.

I'm going back to France.

Maybe he will calm down and stop showing off if I am not there.

All right.

We'll tap his phone and put a remote hack on his computers in case...

Where's the DCI? The killer's put a video up.

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I brought them together to show a simple truth...

There is no equality before the law.

That is my first truth.

There are four still to come.

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There's no CCTV there.

He must have hidden cameras.

- Boss! - What?

It's here.

What do you mean, it's here?

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Shut it down! Now!

Find out how he is doing it.

Christ!

One last image for you...

Look, she comes apart like the Eurozone.

You notice what he said. "I left. My first truth."

Biblical.

Like some Old Testament God.

With four more truths to come.

He wants to punish us.

"Assuredly it was one of Constance's bad days,

"one of those days on which she felt that the tide of life

"had left her stranded in utter neglect.

"The sound of the Bursley Town Silver Prize Band aroused her

- "from her suffering..." - I need my medicine now.

It's not really time.

So much pain.

Here you are.

Thank you.

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Hail Mary, full of Grace, the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou amongst women.

Blessed is the fruit of thy womb. Jesus, Holy Mary,

pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Hey, Suze.

Where's Laura?

Don't know. With a client?

Saw you on the web, Dad.

It's pretty awesome when the bodies just come apart.

Yeah... and they say the internet de-sensitises people.

So who's the babe you're chatting with?

Chuks. Remember he came to the New Year's Party?

A French colleague.

What's her name?

Fifi Croissant.

Yeah? Well, I would.

There's a fairly large assumption behind that statement.

What time would you like turndown this evening?

What?

What sort of chocolate would you like on your pillow?

Yeah, funny.

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You sleep very deeply.

What are you doing here?

Working.

You can't just... walk in here.

I got you this flat, remember?

Yeah, by blackmailing the lettings officer.

He shouldn't trade council flats for sex.

What do you want?

To make sure you're okay.

- Do you have money? - Mm-hmm.

I've even got a part-time job.

If that man...

Oh, please.

Do you remember those holidays on Tresco?

He took me spinning for mackerel.

The colour of them in the air, green and silver,

the sea flying off them.

They were thrashing around...

their heads smacking against the bottom of the boat.

Bloody eyes.

I was sick over the side of the boat.

He laughed.

Tell me.

I've already told you.

Tell me about the expression in his eyes.

I have to go.

I'll find a job for you.

What are you doing here?

Stay away from my hostel... and stay away from my sister.

Oh, your hostel. Your sister.

Check out Mr. Charity.

Why don't you fuck off to Africa and teach HIV awareness to the lions?

Do you think you frighten me?

Do you think I am one of the girls you can just slap about?

Yeah.

That was a mistake.

You know, I like your sister.

She's original, she's got spirit...

and she wriggles in bed.

And it's only because of her that you're not face-down in the harbour.

So why all the hostility?

Is it 'cos you can't have her?

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