A former colleague of Cowley who is now a mental hospital patient flees when he suspects he has been drugged by the KGB.
- Doyle Martin Shaw
[A police motorcycle chases Bodie and Doyle with his siren on]
Oh, no. That's all we need.
Yeah. You want to stop?
Yeah, might as well. We're late already.
[Bodie pulls over, the policeman approaches the vehicle and looks in]
Good morning, Flash Gordon.
I made it sixty-five, but I'm not vindictive so I'm going to call it sixty-five.
Bodie: [to Doyle]
I suppose we could always say we were on our way to a fire, couldn't we?
What do you mean
we, mate? I'm just a passenger.
[Bodie shows him his ID]
You can read, can't you? CI5.
Thunder-and-lightning brigade? Are you on official business?
Doyle: [Bodie guns the Capri away from the kerb]
Of course we are.
[Bodie guns the Capri away from the kerb]