The Playbirds

Lovely.

That's good.

Good, thank you, that's fine.

That's very nice.

Good.

Good, down a bit now, down.

Yes, Harry Dougan will like that.

Very nice.

Run your hands across your body.

Run them down.

- This is some of the best-selling material we've ever had.

The joys and pleasures and agonies

and ecstasies of sexual attraction

has for years been the main topic

of poets, philosophers, painters.

Not to mention pornographers, eh?

Listen, I wanna watch my horse run this afternoon.

Can you handle this?

- 30,000 pounds for a horse, that's a lot of money.

Yes, Harry, but look at him.

He's a winner.

What are you gonna call him?

Well, Playbird Magazine paid for him.

Let's call him Mr. Playbird.

Playbird

Men love to dream like you, Playbird

Make love unseen to you, stay, bird

Safe in their dreams of the night bird

Exposing their own vanity

See how they're playing the right bird

But men have never dreamed equally

Danger lurks in the dreamers of day

Needing to act out the play

Eyes open wide, he can say

Playbird

One touch of you and it's so sure

One daily cry that I've not heard

Longing to die with you

Danger lurks in the dreamers of day

Needing to act out the play

Eyes open wide, he can say

Playbird

One touch of you and it's so sure

One daily cry I've not heard

Longing to die with you

Longing to die

Wait, I must turn my kettle off.

Good morning, Doctor.

Morning, Love.

Morning, all.

Morning, Jack.

Morgan, what's the time?

Well, sir, we know she arrived home

about half-past nine last night.

What's the time now?

Oh, five to 12, sir.

Damn thing.

Take a look at this, sir.

Smashing girl.

She was pretty.

Hey, Morgan.

Yes, sir.

Check out this photographer, Terry Day.

Right.

- Racing this afternoon comes from Newbury,

where we're to be bringing you-

Computer room.

- He's a photographer, works for Playbird mostly.

Yeah, that's right.

No, no I think he's London-based.

Yeah, well look, see if CRO have

got something on him, will you?

Yeah, that's right.

Right, bye.

Right, Sergeant, file that.

Yes, sir.

Jerry? Jack Holbourne here.

Tenner on the nose, Old Pretender, 3:30.

Right.

Wound up?

Strangled.

Not raped.

About 15 or 16 hours, but I think there's one thing

you ought to see, Jack, come over here.

It's this number two on the forehead, in lipstick.

Why would he have done that?

I dread to think so.

- This is what she looked like when she was breathing.

One of Harry Dougan's, isn't it?

Right, we'll start with him.

You can stick him in your computer if you like,

but I get we get more out of him face to face.

Right.

- Listen, sweetheart, I couldn't give a shit

about the solid-state circuitry.

I've got 5,000 of them in the warehouse,

and they don't work.

I have no intention of paying your invoice.

Well I suggest you send a van round for them tomorrow

and take them away,

before I give them to the Salvation Army.

You too, sweetheart, sideways.

Good day, my name's Holbourne.

Do you have an appointment?

Chief Superintendent Holbourne.

I'd like to see Mr. Harry Dougan.

Yes, of course.

Mr. Dougan?

Chief Superintendent Holbourne to see you.

Yes, right away.

Mr. Harry Dougan?

Superintendent Um?

Holbourne.

Oh I'm sorry, yes.

Inspector Morgan.

- Hi. - How do you do?

Please, sit down.

Do you mind if I watch the television?

My horse is about to run.

No, that's fine with me.

That'll be Old Pretender,

who ran pretty well last time out.

Doreen Hamilton, tell me about her.

Never heard of her before.

- And cantering down now is a newcomer,

Mr. Playbird, now owned by Mr. Harry-

She was on last month's cover.

Oh yeah, you mean Frances.

Doreen Hamilton's just a name she uses when she's working.

Very nice girl.

I'm sorry, Chief Superintendent, she doesn't work

for me anymore, so I can't help you there, can I?

- She's not working for anyone anymore, Mr. Dougan.

They're off.

Doc Walker getting into his strike with Old Pretender,

Cutler's Girl and Starboard Light, Wilhelm on the rail,

King Hecula well placed on the outside

and Mr. Playbird, the newcomer, doing nicely on this side.

In the leading bunch now it's still Doc Walker,

Old Pretender, Mr. Playbird and King Hecula.

Cutler's Girl losing ground now.

Mr. Playbird moving very easily, just on the heels

of the leaders, but Old Pretender heads

to the front from Doc Walker.

Mr. Playbird challenging Old Pretender now.

It's Mr. Playbird and Old Pretender neck and neck,

battling it out, and at the line

it's Mr. Playbird first by just a touch.

It's Old Pretender second.

Doreen Hamilton was found dead

about half past nine last night.

- Hello. - Hello.

I'm Lena Cunningham.

I've got an appointment with Mr. Dougan.

I think I'm a bit late.

Oh yes, please, do sit down, will you?

Thank you.

- Mr. Dougan, there's a Lena Cunningham to see you.

Yes, all right, right away.

Would you like to go in?

Oh thank you.

Right, gentlemen, yours, I believe.

Tell me something, Mr. Dougan.

Does your magazine make a habit of this?

- No, the copulation of women with the divine goat

has been reported in antiquity from Egypt

in the fifth century BC.

Oh yeah.

That a hobby of yours then, witchcraft?

No.

Oh I did once go to a little dungeon

in Berkley Square when I was a student.

It was a sort of a surrealistic strip show.

Thanks very much.

- Excuse me, Miss Cunningham, please come in.

Make yourself comfortable. Take your clothes off.

Divine goat?

I won't keep you a moment.

I'll just get rid of these gentlemen, then I'll be with you.

Sorry I couldn't help you.

Thanks for the information, Mr. Dougan.

I'll be seeing you.

Good day, Mr. Dougan.

Oh I hope so.

Good.

Very good.

Get yourself a suntan.

Thanks.

Can I get dressed now?

- Unless you can do something better.

- Okay, folks, the scene is the Hellfire Club.

Come on, folks, put some life into it.

That's it.

Come on, Heather, move it.

You're supposed to do that for the camera.

- You got anything on this photographer Terry Day?

Here's the printout now, sir.

Get your coat. Let's get round there.

Good day, Miss.

Hello.