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[the Chief Super goes inside Wise's office and finds Fitz sitting at the desk, alone]

Chief Super:
You know where he is?

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
Yeah. His lottery number came up. He was last seen running out of the building with a year's supply of pile cream and a map of Jersey. It's been a tragedy for the Channel Islands, really, the old lottery. They thought they got away with it by just specifying "rich", but now the bank is full of Scouse builders going, "Calm down, calm down, I just said your plasterwork was crap".

Chief Super:
You're only here because you're good for publicity.

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
The results don't count for anything, then?

Chief Super:
Ours do. Tell him I want him.

[the Chief Super leaves, revealing Wise hiding behind the door]

D.C.I. Charlie Wise:
[Dryly] Thank you, "friend".

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
My pleasure.