לפניכם מבחר לצפייה בערוצי הטלוויזיה של הבי-בי-סי.
בבי-בי-סי 2, חצי הגמר של פרק 3 ב"יומני קירקגור" עם ריצ'רד צ'מברליין, פגי מאונט ובילי ברמר.
ובבי-בי-סי1, "אתל הצפרדע".
ערב טוב. הערב, ב"אתל הצפרדע" נסקור את נושא האלימות.
אלימות הכנופיות הבריטיות.
ביום שלישי האחרון בא הקץ על משטר אימה,
Last Tuesday a reign of terror was ended כשהאחים "פיראנה" הידועים לשמצה, דאג ודינסדייל,
בתום אחד המשפטים המופלאים ביותר בדברי ימי המשפט הבריטי,
נידונו ל-400 שנות מאסר בגין פשעי אלימות.
הערב, אתל הצפרדע תסקור את עלייתה של פיראנה,
את השיטות בהן השתמשו להכנעת כנופיות יריבות,
את המעקב אחריהם ואת מעצרם בידי המפקח המבריק הארי "סנפירים" מיחידה קיו.
דאג ודינסדייל פיראנה נולדו כשהוריהם היו במעצר על תנאי
בבית זה שבדרך קיפלינג כבכוריה של משפחה בת 16 נפשות.
אביהם, ארתור פיראנה,
סוחר גרוטאות מתכת ומנחה חידוני טלוויזיה,
היה מוכר היטב למשטרה וקתולי אדוק.
בינואר 1928 הוא התחתן עם קיטי מלון, מתאגרפת מבטיחה מאיסט-אנד.
דאג נולד בפברואר 1929 ודינסדייל -שבועיים אחריו ששובע נוסף לאחר מכן.
שכנתם היתה הגב' אפריל סימנל.
דרך קיפלינג היה רחוב טיפוסי באיסט-אנד.
אנשים יצאו בריצה כל היום זה מביתו של זה וזה עם רכושו של זה.
אבל היתה הרבה שמחה. -האם זה היה איזור נורא אלים?
כן. שמח וגם אלים.
אני זוכר שדאג אהב איגרוף עד שהוא למד ללכת.
אחר כך הוא העדיף בעיטות בביצים. זה מאוד עניין אותו.
אימו התקשתה מאוד לקרוא לו לבוא לשתות תה.
הוא היה מסתובב בחוץ, תוקע את המגף שלו, אתה יודע. שיבורך.
הילדים אז היו אחרים.
הראש שלהם לא היה מלא בפילוסופיה הדואליסטית של דקארט.
בגיל 15, דאג ודינסדייל נכנסו לביה"ס היסודי "ארנסט פיתגורס" שבקלרקסוויל.
את לימדת את האחים פיראנה אנגלית. מה את הכי זוכרת מהם?
אנתוני ויני.
כשהאחים פיראנה עזבו את ביה"ס הם גויסו,
אבל הוועדה הרפואית חשבה שהם לא מספיק יציבים נפשית אפילו לשירות לאומי.
לא ניתנה להם ההזדמנות לנצל את כשרונותיהם בשירות ארצם.
הם התחילו להפעיל את "המפעל".
הם היו בוחרים קורבן ומאיימים להכות אותו אם לא ישלם להם "דמי חסות".
אחרי ארבעה חודשים הם התחילו להפעיל את "המפעל השני".
Four months later, they started another operation הם בחרו קורבן ואיימו שלא להרביץ לו אם לא ישלם להם.
אחרי עוד חודש היה להם רעיון של "המפעל השני השני".
היו מאיימים על הקורבן שאם לא ישלם להם, הם ירביצו לו.
מבחינת האחים פיראנה היתה זו נקודת המפנה.
דאג ודינסדייל הקימו כנופיה שאותה כינו "הכנופיה",
and used terror to take over night clubs, billiard halls, gaming casinos and race tracks. When they tried to take over the MCC, they were, for the only time in their lifes, slit up a treat. As their empire spread however, we in Q Division were keeping tabs on their every move... by reading the color supplements. A small time operator who fell foul of Dinsdale Piranha was Vince Snetterton-Lewis. Well one day I was sitting at home threatening the kids... I look out through the hole in the wall and I saw this tank driver. One of Dinsdale's boys gets out. He comes up all nice and friendly-like and says Dinsdale wants to have a talk with me. So he chains me to the back of the tank, and takes me for a scrape round at Dinsdale's.. And Dinsdale's there, in a conversation pit with Doug... and Charles Paisley, the baby crusher, and a couple of film producers... and a man they call Kierkegaard, who just sat there biting the heads of whippets and Dinsdale says, "You've been a naughty boy, Clement." And he splits me nostrils open and saws me leg off, and pulls my liver out. And I say "my name's not Clement." And... Then he loses his temper and nails my head to the floor. - He nailed your head to the floor? - At first, yeah. Another man who had his head nailed to the floor was Stig O'Tracey. Stig, I've been told Dinsdale Piranha nailed your head to the floor. No, no, never, never. He was a smashing bloke. He used to give his mother flowers and that. He was like a brother to me. But the Police have film of Dinsdale actually nailing your head to the floor. - Oh yeah, well - he did that, yes. - Why? Well he had to, didn't he? I mean... Be fair, there was nothing else he could do. - I had transgressed the unwritten law. - What had you done? Er... He never told me that. But he gave me his word that it was the case and that's good enough for me with old Dinsy. I mean he didn't want to nail my head to the floor, I had to insist. He wanted to let me off. There's nothing Dinsdale woulnd't do for you. - And you don't bear him any grudge? - A grudge! Old Dinsy? He was a real darling. I understand he also nailed your wife's head to a coffee table. - Isn't that right Mrs. O'Tracey? - Oh no, no, no. Yeah well, he did do that, yes. He was a cruel man... But fair. Vince, after he nailed your head to the floor, did you ever seen him again? Yes, after that I used to go round to his flat every Sunday lunchtime to apologize. And we'd shake hands, and then he'd nail my head to the floor. - Every Sunday? - Yes, but he was very reasonable about it. I mean one Sunday, when my parents were coming round for tea I asked him if he minded very much not nailing my head to the floor that week. And he agreed, and just screwed my pelvis to a cake stand. The only friend I ever had. I wouldn't hear a word against him. Lovely fellow. Clearly, Dinsdale inspired tremendous loyalty and terror amongst his business associates. But what was he really like? I walked out with Dinsdale on many occasions and found him a most charming and erudite companion. He was wont to introduce one to many eminent persons. celebrated American singers, members of the aristocracy and other gang-leaders. - How had you met then? - Through his work for charity. He took a warm interest in Boys' Clubs, Sailors' Homes, Choristers' Associations, Scouting Jamborees and of course the Household Cavalry. - Was there anything unusual about him? - I should say not! Dinsdale was a perfecty normal person in every way... Except... Except in as much as he was convinced that he was being watched by a giant hedgehog which he reffered to as "Spiny Norman". How big was Norman supposed to be? Normally he was wont to be about 12 feet from nose to tail... but when Dinsdale was very depressed... Norman could be anything up to 800 yards long. When Norman was about, Dinsdale would go very quiet... his nose would swell up and his teeth would start moving about and he'd become very violent and claimed that he'd laid Stanley Baldwin. Dinsdale was a gentleman. What's more, he knew how to treat a female impersonator. It's easy for us to judge Dinsdale Piranha too harshly. After all, he only did what most of us simply dream of doing. I'm sorry. After all, a murder is only an extroverted suicide. Dinsdale was a looney, but he was a happy looney. Lucky bastard! Most of these strange tales concern Dinsdale, but what of Doug? One man who met him was Luigi Vercotti. I'd been running a succesful escort agency high class, no really, high class girls... We didn't have any of that, that was right out. And I decided... Excuse me. Hello? No, not now. Shtoom... shtoom... Right, we'll have the "watch" ready for you at midnight. The watch... The Chinese watch. Yes, right oh, bye bye... Mother. Anyway I decided then to open a high class night club for the gentry at Biggleswade with international cuisine, cooking, top-line acts, and not a cheap clip joint for picking up tarts, that was right out, I deny that completely. And one night Dinsdale walked in with a couple of big lads one of whom was carrying a tactical nuclear missile. They said I had bought one of their fruit machines and would I pay for it. - How much did they want? - 3/4 of a million pounds. - Then they went out. - Why didn't you call for the police? I'd noticed that the lad with the thermonuclear device was the Chief Constable for the area. Anyway, a week later they came back, said that the cheque had bounced and that I had to see... Doug. Doug. Well, I was terrified of him. Everyone was terrified of Doug. I've seen grown men pull their own heads off rather than see Doug. - Even Dinsdale was frightened of Doug. - What did he do? He used... sarcasm. He knew all the tricks, dramatic irony, metaphor, pathos, puns, parody, litotes and... satire. By a combination of violence and sarcasm, the Piranha brothers, by February 1966, controlled London and the Southeast. In February, though, Dinsdale made a big mistake. Latterly Dinsdale had become increasingly worried about Spiny Norman. He had come to the conclusion that Norman slept in an aeroplane hangar at Luton Airport. And so on Feb 22nd 1966, at Luton Airport... Even the police began to sit up and take notice. The Piranhas realised they had gone too far and that the hunt was on. They went into hiding and I decided on a subtle approach, viz. some form of disguise, as the old helmet and boots were a bit of a giveaway. Luckily my years with Bristol Rep. stood me in good stead, as I assumed a bewildering variety of disguises. I tracked them to Cardiff, posing as the Reverend Smiler Egret. Hearing they'd gone back to London, I assumed the identity of a pork butcher, Brian Stoats. On my arrival in London, I discovered they had returned to Cardiff. I followed as Gloucester from King Lear. Acting on a hunch, I spent several months in Buenos Aires as Blind Pew, returning through the Panama Canal as Ratty, in Toad of Toad Hall. Back in Cardiff, I relived my triumph as Sancho Panza in Man of la Mancha, which the Bristol Evening Post described as 'a glittering performance of rare perception', although the Bath Chronicle was less than enthusiastic. In fact it gave me a right panning. I quote: 'as for the performance of Superintendent Harry "Snapper" Organs as Sancho Panza, the audience were bemused by his high-pitched Welsh accent and intimidated by his abusive ad-libs.' 'Sancho Panza (Mr Organs) spoilt an otherwise impeccably choreographed rape scene by his unscheduled appearance and persistent cries of "What's all this then?"' - Never mind, Snapper, love, you can't win 'em all. - True, constable. Could I have my eye-liner, please? - Telegram for you, love. - Good-oh. Bet it's from Binky. Those flowers are for Sgt. Lauderdale from the gentleman waiting outside. - 30 seconds, Superintendent. - Oh blimey, I'm on. - Is me hat straight, constable? - Oh, it's fine. - Right, here we go, Hawkins. - Oh, merde, Superintendent. Good luck, then. Read all about it. Piranha brothers escape. Dinsdale? Dinsdale? Dinsdale? Well, that's all for now. And so until next week...