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Them days are long gone. We’ve got a generation of offenders we don’t know what to do with, Griff. And you know as well as I do, there’s nothing to stop them doing it again. There’s me. Revenge will never give you closure. Revenge? It’s not revenge, this is necessity. Get me an address. How many were there? Two. I know it’s really hard, Mrs. Gilbert, can you describe them? One had, like a, a black and white hoodie, I don’t remember the others. It happened so fast. It’s OK. Look, I’ll be in a sec, OK? Sir? Yeah, hang on a sec, will ya. Alright, let’s get on with it. I’m teeing off with the superintendent at one o’clock. And I don’t want to be late for this shit. Armed robbery, two suspects, both in their forties. Mr. Oliver tried to grab one of the guns, apparently. Other guy put two in his chest. Held Mrs. Guilbert at gunpoint and raided the till. Cool. That’s a tidy bit of business. Any CCTV? Yeah, but it’s a bit faded. What’s he doin’ tryin’ to disarm them Game the nutter. I don’t know. Protecting his livelihood? Yeah, that worked out well for him, didn’t it? Listen PC Game what’s your name? Griffin. It’s probably just an insurance jump gone wrong. Try not to take it too personally, mate. She’ll make a claim, get a huge payout, everyone’s happy. And the suspects? Get the rounds dug out of Charlie Bronson over there and have the morgue send ’em over to me. It may take a while, but, hey Game slim justice is better than no justice. That’s enough for me. Thank you. You’re drivin’, are you? No, but I’m a lousy drunk. Oh, yeah? Define lousy. Put it this way: The last time I got drunk, I entered a wet Tshirt competition on holiday. That right? I won, of course. Course. So, what kind of a drunk are you? I can be quite incorrigible. Unlike most people, I embrace the effects of alcohol. I don’t beat myself up about having a good time. And this is your assessment of my character? No. But I can tell you’re cautious Game timid.