I really should grow up, be a man, maintain some critical distance, and write in wry asides like a real English journalist. He’s such an irresistibly murderous bastard that he makes me want to kill a cat just to see how it feels. (The lawyers have advised me to clarify that I don’t actually want to kill a cat; no cats were harmed in the making of this opinion.) Well, Frankie, it’s been lovely. But there’s a new psychopath in town.
Of course the Medusa had a vengeful son by the name of “Mad Dog”! Just out of prison for murder, he’s seen CCTV footage of Eddie, who was there when his daddy was killed, and he’s coming to the Cotswolds. But all that’s for episode 9.
We’ve got the admin of episode 8 to sort through first. Remember Harry’s words at the end of episode 7? At 3 a.m. you’re gonna get clapped.” Well, Harry did indeed have Frankie Cooper’s boy killed.
But not quite so easily as we were first led to believe. He wanted to fuck with Frankie in the process. Harry knew that Michael would call his dad, who has Newgate Prison sewn up tighter than a dodgy tailor’s pocket.
Frankie therefore arranged for Michael to be moved to the solitary wing, where he would be safe. But as Harry explains to Kevin: “What Frankie’s forgot is that a bent screw is a bent screw… So if the CM’s [custodial manager] gonna take a tenner, what’s he gonna do for a twenty? Or in this case, 200 grand in a black bag in the dead of night on a pissing-down Thursday.” Harry then pays a couple of hired goons to string Michael up in his cell.
Frankie is not going to be happy. It’s time we gave Emmett J. He’s been ticking over in the background, doing a solid, likable job as the Harrigan dogsbody Paul.
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