- Help! - he shouted, going under again.
- I can't swim!- he shouted, as he came up again and went under for the third time.

Sam's life passed in front of his eyes as he went down, down, down into the green water. His childhood in London. Visiting his mother and father in prison. His first girlfriend. His first bank robbery. Judy. Judy. He would never see her again.

- Don't worry, you lovely man. I'm an Olympic 400-metre gold medallist.

Detective Sergeant Honeybone swam over to Sam with beautiful strong strokes, caught him under the arms as he came up again, and started pulling him towards the boat.

- Hello, Isabel. What are you doing here? And why have you got Sam with you? He's the last person I want to see.
- It's a long story. I'll tell you later. Wait while I give Sam the kiss of life.
- I don't need the kiss of life.
- Oh yes, you do.