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(gonging)

(suspenseful music)

- That's all for today, girls.

Thank you, Tessa.

Janet and Mary, you can clean up today.

- [All] And don't forget
to wash your brushes!

(girls chattering)

- Come on, hurry up.

- I'll only be a sec.

Bye!

- [Student] Darling!

(girls chattering)

- [Student] Come on!

- [Student] Bye!

- [Student] Bye, see you!

- [Jenny] Bye-bye, see you in the morning.

- [Tessa And Susan] Bye.

- [Student] Hello, darling.

- [Student] That pretty car, take me.

(girls chattering)

- Bye.

- Can't stop.

- Give him my love!

- Cor, not likely!

(girls chattering)

♪ Here she comes with her hair held high ♪

♪ Hair done up so's it
reaches to the sky ♪

♪ And she never, never
asks the reasons why ♪

♪ Big Miss Lizzie with the records on ♪

♪ Any kind of rock and
roll, the name is Jones ♪

(suspenseful music)

(Tessa yells)

(suspenseful music)

(Tessa yells)

(suspenseful music)

(Tessa yells)

(Tessa moans)

(suspenseful music)

No!

Please don't.

(Tessa screams)

(electricity buzzing)

(Tessa moans)

(Tessa screams)

(electricity buzzes)

- If you give me your photograph.

- [John] Hello, Doctor.

- Morning.

- It's rape.

Good of you to come.

- Well, I hope this isn't
gonna take too long.

I'm due at the hospital.

Well?

Oh, no, not again.

- Just your professional
first impressions, Doctor.

- If you're gonna drag
me down here every time

you pull in some tramp...

- Oh, but this isn't just
any old tramp, Doctor.

We have reason to believe
that this fellow was seen

in the vicinity of Devil's End

about the time that the
Hurst girl was attacked.

- Anything known about him?

- Well, mind like a gagmire,
subnormal, no alibi.

- I see.

- We're holding him for breaking
and entering, 12 counts.

All houses where the woman lives alone.

He hides, watches them undress.

- [Greg] He just watches?

- Yeah.

- When was his last offence?

- Thursday night.

- Well, keep looking.

- Why, why don't you like him?

- Oh, peeping Toms want
sex without contact.

Now rape is right the
other end of the scale.

- Well, sex appetites change, don't they?

- Yes, but not backwards. And
he's not gonna rape a girl,

and then go back to
peeping through keyholes,

you don't believe that, honestly.

- Well.
- Clutching at straws.

- Well, it's been two
months now with no leads.

- We gotta get him, next time,

you said yourself, it could be murder.

How's the girl, still the same?

- Mm-hmm, you could hope for a young man,

who's shy with women who lives at home

with no father and a domineering
mother or someone older,

a psychotic living alone with no one

to observe their behaviour patterns.

Or it could be the middle-aged type

who hangs around school playgrounds

and coffee bars or an
inhibited family man.

- Like this Peeping Tom?

- Or like you maybe, I don't know.

- Wotcher, Doc, teeny, come
on, give us the low down.

- Morning, Denning.

- Come on, hey, Chief.

- If you'll excuse me if you don't mind.

Well, thank you, Doctor, keep me

informed about the Hurst girl, won't you?

Thanks for coming, bye.

- Look, Chief, I know
you're busy, but who is it?

Just give me his name.

- False alarm.

- Aw, come on, don't give me that.

- That's all you're going to get.

- And the boys in the office are taking

bets on your promotion.

- Which of mine tipped you off?

- Aw, now that would be
telling, wouldn't it?

- [Nurse] Morning, Doctor.

- Morning.

- Ah, there you are, good golf?

What are the greens like, heavy?

- I had to call in at the police station.

- Oh, didn't play, oh my
dear chap, I'm so sorry,

I was just wondering what delayed you.

- They wanted my opinion on a suspect.

- A suspect, a Tessa Hurst thing?

- Yeah.

- Likely one or not?

- Not, I'm afraid.

- Pity, what about the girl herself?

- There's no change.

- What a shame, poor kid, keep trying.

(birds chirping)

- [Girl] One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven,

twelve, thirteen, fourteen.

One spot to hard kicker.

(sad music)

(children laughing)

(sad music)

- Hello, Tessa, you're early today.

Where's your mother,
gone shopping has she?

We're gonna get awfully
wet if we stay out here,

it's starting to rain.

Shall we go on the terrace
and join the others, hm?

Come on, I bet I know
what you'd really like,

to go and play with
your old friends again.

Hm, would you like that, hey?

Do you mind if we join you?

Thanks.

Okay, Tessa, let's see
if you're ready yet.

Now here it comes.

You are rusty, shall we try again?

- Now leave your paintings where they are,

we'll hold a critics tomorrow, don't

- [All] forget to wash your brushes!

(girls chatter)

- [Student] There she goes, jolly!

(girls chattering)

- Janet.

Wipe your mouth.

- But, Mrs. Sanford!

- Wipe it. I don't mind what
you do when you get home,

but I will not have girls wearing
makeup on school property.

- Evening, Mrs. Sanford.

- Goodnight, Jenny.

(suspenseful music)

- [Julie] Mr. Sanford,
have you see the gardener?

I want some fresh flowers, Mr!

(suspenseful music)

(trees rustle)

(suspenseful music)

(Susan gasps)

(Susan screams)

(suspenseful music)

- Sorry, girls.
- That's all right, miss.

(suspenseful music)

(Susan screams)

- Where's Susan?

- Oh, she was in a hurry.

I think she went with Mrs. Sanford.

- You sure?

- [Jenny] That's what she said.

- You saw her get in Mrs. Sanford's car?

You know why I'm asking,
why we have this rule

about girls not walking home.

- Yes.

- Did you see her?

- No.

- Which way did she go?

Susan!

Susan!

- Susan!
- Susan!

- [Student] Susan!

- [Julie] Susan!

- Susan!

- All together girls.

- [All] Susan!

(electricity buzzing)

- Once again.

- [All] Susan!

(electricity buzzing)

- [Girls] Susan!

- You can't hear a thing in
here, we'll look for her.

- [Student] The commons, miss!

- Don't argue, come on, get in.

(suspenseful music)

You are keeping your
eyes open, aren't you?

- [Student] Yes, we all are.

(suspenseful music)

- Do you see anything at all?

- [Student] Not yet, Miss West.

(suspenseful music)

(tyre grinding)

- Oh, no!
- What are we gonna do?

- Now don't panic.

I'm going to reverse out,
all keep your heads down.

(suspenseful music)

- Can't we move at all?

- Oh come on, let's get out and push.

- No!

It's bad enough being stuck here

without getting all caked in mud.

- [Jenny] But we can't just sit here.

- I'm going outside and
I'm gonna get some wood,

put it under the back wheels.

You're gonna blow the
horn, SOS, do you know how?

- [Girls] Yes, Miss West.

- But don't leave the
car, that's an order!

Now you all understand what I mean?

- [Girls] Yes, Miss West.

(horn honking)

(wings flapping)

(horn honking)

(suspenseful music)

(girls scream)

(suspenseful music)

(police radio crackling)

- There, and another, good, come on.

(police radio crackling)

Right, one up here.

(police radio crackling)

Hey, Super, what about a statement?

- [Police Officer] Come out!

- [Denning] Oh, come on, Sarge!

- [Police Officer] Out of the way,

I didn't put these ropes up for fun!

- How you gonna get your facts

if I don't write 'em up for you?

- [Police Officer] Out of it!

(siren blaring)

- [Police Officer] Not too close together!

Don't spread out too much!

Line and move forward (barking
dogs drown out speech).

(police radio crackling)

- Keep in constant touch
with me, will you, please?

- Sergeant Beale!

- Yes, sir?

- You sure all these roads are sealed off?

- [Jim] Yes, sir, sealed tight.

- Then where are these people coming from?

- Well, their own back gardens, I suppose.

We can't seal off the houses, too.

We haven't got enough men.

- Oh, well, he's gone hasn't he?

Over somebody's back wall and through

to the high street, he's gone.

- Well, for all we know,
it could be one of them.

- All right, Jim, let me know

when the beaters get to the bottom road.

Jim, get Denning away from that garden.

- Hey, come off!
- Let's go!

- Aw, come on.
- Out with you!

- Where were you?

- On my way home.

(police radio crackling)

- [Coronor] Susan Miller, aged 15 years,

one month, assaulted and strangled.

- In that order?

- [John] What do you think?

- Impossible to say.

- Why do you ask?

- It's kind of basic, was
death part of the sex act

or was it simply a means
of silencing the victim?

- Oh, well let's don't get too academic

at this junction.
- Academic?

- All right, all right.
- Look, John,

it's a matter of
psychological identification.

- I know, look, sit.

- How did it happen?

- Well, the same school as
the other one, coincidence?

Just one girl got killed,
one girl in two months,

and they planted that
school on foot and ran slap

into him, I mean, does he live here?

Is it psychologically
likely he practically

camp on the job?

- Perhaps she had a date with him.

- No, no, no, she had a date
with a boy the other side

of town, we checked, he was
still there waiting for her.

I'm wondering about that
school itself, somebody in it,

one of the houses the
other side of the common.

- [Police Scanner] Yeah,
we've got (crackles).

(John grunts)

- Any luck?

- You won't get a decent
footprint here, sir.

It's all this seepage.

- Throw 'em away, scrub it.

Anyway, what I'm trying
not to advertise

too loudly is that
I've got an eyewitness.

- Who?

- She, she hasn't made a
great deal of sense as yet.

Shock, of course.

But maybe you could help,
you know, get a description

of the man, extract the
way that, well, you know.

- I'll try.

- Yeah, she's the art
teacher at the school,

knew both of the girls quite well.

Miss West, I've brought Dr.
Lomax to keep you company.

- Hello there.

- Look, I know you thought I was being

hysterical before, but...

- No, no, no, no, you were magnificent,

after what you've been through,

I think most women would have.

- Please don't treat me like a child.

If you'll would just listen,

I'll tell you exactly what happened.

- Presently, presently,
just relax for a moment,

Doctor, look after her will you?

- He just won't listen to me!

- He will.

You take one of these.

- No, no, I don't...

- Come on, it'll calm you down.

(suspenseful music)

- All right, now take
your time and just try

to describe exactly what you saw.

- Well, we were driving along this track.

We came to some mud, I skidded,

tried to back out, and
then, then I looked out

of the back window, and, and.

And what?

(suspenseful music)

- Sir, sir, they've
reached the bottom road.

- Nothing?

- Nothing, what'll I tell them?

- [Police Scanner] 4-11?

- [John] Well?

- Well, indeed.

- Oh come on, let's have it.

- Maybe it's the
surroundings, I don't know.

Take her back to the
office, try again later.

- That's a fat lot of good.

All right, sergeant, scrub it.

Wrap it up!

Okay lads, that's it!

- Oh, god, Mr. Miller, we do, it's

strictly forbidden to use the shortcut.

Now, Mr. Miller, you are overwrought,

look, well I'm coming now to see her.

I must, I'm coming 'round now.

You have to grant me that right,

you can't just, I am coming anyway.

It's like a nightmare.

No one could've been more
careful than we've been, sir.

Please?
- Mm-hmm.

- [Mrs. Sanford] Forgive me.

- Well we quite understand, Mrs. Sanford,

we just want to have a
look around the school.

Make a few inquiries, you don't mind?

- She broke the regulations.

- I know.

- Could we glance at a
copy of the staff list?

- Leslie.

- Didn't I see you down at
the scene of the crime, sir?

- Probably.

- You didn't tell me you've been there.

- [Leslie] Didn't I?

- Which of you actually runs the school?

- I do.

- And you sir, do you teach?

- My husband is administrator.

- I keep an eye on the gardener.

- Nonsense, you do the accounts.

- Roll the occasional pitch.

- Look, I have to go out,
if you gentlemen want

to see 'round the school,
my husband will show you.

- Oh yes, yes, you go ahead, Mrs. Sanford.

We shall want a statement later.

- Say the word.

- Just a quick look around, sir,

a few details about the staff.

- Upstairs.

- Okay.

Did you go to the common before

or after the police arrived, sir?

- After.
- How did you get by?

We'd orders to seal off the lane.

- There's a stripway 'round the back.

I always walk the dog that way.

- Will Miss Julie West take her place

in the witness stand, please?

- [Court Official] Miss Julie West!

- Take the book in the right hand

and read the words on the card.

- I swear by almighty
God that the evidence

which I shall give shall be the truth,

the whole truth, and
nothing but the truth.

- [Judge] You are Miss Julie West

of East Lodge, Wood Lane?

- That's correct.

- Now, Miss West, would you tell us in

your own words, please,
the precise sequence

of events on the night in question.

- Well I, I left the
school late that evening,

the girls that I usually take in the car,

they had to wait for me, and
it wasn't until we reached

the school gate that I realised one

of the girls was missing.

- Give me a cigarette.

- But you don't smoke!

- I think I'll start, I can't bare to hear

all that again, I mean,
she seems intelligent,

never know why, no thanks, now why

should she imagine these things?

Or does she imagine them?

I mean I really thought when
that happened, you know,

a witness, I thought, we've got him.

- Well.
- Well, we better go back in.

- No, no you go.

- [Judge] Could you see his face?

- [Julie] Every detail.

- But wasn't it dark?

- My car has a reversing light.

- Can you describe the man you saw?

- Looked exactly like the devil.

(crowd muttering)

- You mean, Satan?

- Yes.

- I see, well, for the benefit
of those of us who are not

quite so familiar with
his Satanic appearance,

could you describe him more fully, please?

- Well, there was a, there
was a kind of glow about him.

A red glow, and his eyes were luminous.

- Did he have horns?

- Horns?

- Oh surely, the devil's supposed

to have horns, Miss West.

- Look, I know you think
this is preposterous,

but I'm just telling you what I saw.

It was a mask or something,

but that's for the police to find out.

I'm just telling you what I saw!

- Very well, a mask, but no horns.

- No horns.

- How about a beard, moustache?

-I, I can't be sure, it
was just a flash and then.

- But you said you saw every detail.

- Yes, every detail of the effect,

but I'm speaking as an artist.

- I believe you are, Miss West.

(crowd muttering)

- Well, thank you, Miss
West, I see no need

to take up anymore of your valuable time.

(crowd muttering)

Order, order!

There will be a 20 minute recess

before proceeding with this inquiry.

(suspenseful music)

- You took his million, darling.

- Oh, go away!
- Now don't be that way,

all I want is...
- Leave me alone!

Oh!
- Look, girly.

Look, it's like buying a puppy, talk

to me and I'll protect
you from the others.

- Oh, will you get away!

(horn blares)
(Julie screams)

- What the hell do you think you're doing?

Look, Denning, just clear off

and leave her alone, will you?

I said go, come on, love.

You're okay.
- Yes.

- Pill for every occasion?

- We're working towards
it, take one of these.

- Thank you.

You know, I told them the
truth, the absolute truth.

- I know.

Look, I came after you to warn
you, you could be in danger,

whoever killed Susan
knows who you are now.

- But you're not suggesting...

- It, it's a possibility.

- Surely with him it's a sex thing.

- Well not anymore, now,
it's a survival thing.

Now, he has a psychopathic
disregard for human life.

- Well then, why hasn't
he tried to kill Tessa?

She saw him.

- From his point of view, see,

she's already dead, and
she's got the episode

so deep in her subconscious that even

if she came face-to-face with him,

she wouldn't recognise him now.

- How can he be sure
that she won't recover?

- He can't, maybe he's watching.

Maybe he's someone close
to all of us, I don't know.

All I say is please be careful, will you?

(suspenseful music)

Julie, look at me, do you notice anything?

Your satanic glow.

- My brake lights, perhaps, but what

about the luminous eyes?

- Could be spectacles reflecting, hm?

- No, no, I don't think
so, they were much smaller

and I'm sure they were real eyes.

- Still, you see what I'm getting at?

Look, forget the colour
effect for a moment,

try and remember the basic features.

So, now I know where you live.

- Yes, thank you very much.

- A pleasure, you come and have dinner

with me tomorrow night?

- Well, that's very kind of you, but...

- No buts, love, you're coming.

- Well, I think that.

- Seven on the dot, okay?

- All right, I'd love to.

- Great.

- [Julie] Bye.

- Julie.

-Yes?

- [Greg] You remember what
I said now, take care.

- Of course I will.

- [Greg] Bye.

(suspenseful music)

- Don't close the door, I just, ooh!

What the hell's the matter with you?

Look, all I want from you,
girly, is an exclusive,

what happened that night
in your own fair words.

- Go away, leave me alone!

- Look, there's money in this, girly,

the Sundays, they pay thousands.

(Denning bangs on door)

(suspenseful music)

Yes, sir, 6:50, yes, I see, very good.

We'll make a note of it,
yes, right sir, goodbye.

- Ah, his Lordship!

Step straight this way, sir.

- What's this about then, sergeant?

- [Police Officer] You'll find out.

- Ah, come in, Denning, come in.

You know Miss West, don't you?

Would you take a careful
look at these portraits?

You'd probably see them better

if you took those glasses off.

- I can see all right.

The Hurst girl?

- Yes.

- Okay, now what?

- Sit down.

- Would someone mind telling me what's?

- Oh, I'm as much in the
dark as you are, Miss West?

- I brought the portraits
along just to prove to you

that I can paint a reasonable
likeness, now do you agree?

- You did that?

You're coming on, darling.

- Well it seems that we agree.

- Right, here are two sketches of devils,

anybody's notion of devils,
now my idea is this,

and I don't know if it could work,

but supposing an article were to appear

on the front page of The Advertiser,

written by you, Mr. Denning,
the headline to read

something like, Can Murder
Witness Draw Killer?

The sketches would appear
with the article as a trailer.

A trailer for the real
picture of the Killer,

which you say is to appear
in the next edition.

Do you understand?

- Yeah.

- Well?

- It's fantastic!

- Now wait a minute, let
me get this straight,

you're offering to set yourself up

as a target, is that right?

- Yes.
- Yes, but.

- If these appear in,
say, the Saturday edition

with a promise of the real picture

in the Wednesday edition,
that'd give the killer

four days.
- Four days

in which to kill you, oh no,
no, I don't like it, Miss West.

- Aw, come on, Chief, it's a great idea!

- No, I don't like it at
all, exposing a civilian.

- But I'm volunteering,
I'll sign a document,

anything you like.

- Anyway, it wouldn't work,
he's not that kind of Killer.

- Dr. Lomax thinks he is.

- Was all this his idea?

- No, nothing to do with him at all.

- You got a better idea, Chief,

like sprinkling salt on his tail?

- Oh, shut up, Denning, will you?

It's gonna be new, being
kept under surveillance

night and day, mobile
strike forces on the alert.

(clicks tongue)

No, no, it's too dangerous.

- Look, if you've made your mind up,

darling, he can't stop you.

- I know.

- It's crazy, absolutely crazy.

It's so crazy, it might work.

- Now you're watching, here it comes.

Here you are.

That's very good, Tessa.

- Yes, I'll tell him
as soon as he comes in.

That's all right, all
right, thank you, goodbye.

- Betty, if there's anything urgent,

I'll be at that number, all right?

- Bristol?

- Yes, the annual conference.

- Oh.

- Morning, Mrs. Hurst.

- Good morning.

- Tessa, how is young Tessa today?

- As a matter of fact,
she's doing very well.

- Splendid, splendid.

You're off to Bristol?

- Yes.

- I'm sorry I can't make it this year.

Well, I mustn't keep you.

- [Betty] Good morning, Mr. Bartell.

- Morning, any calls?

- I'll have a look.

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful music)

- Would you steady me?

- Leslie.

-Yes?

- Have you seen this?

- Yeah.

- Well, I think at least
she might have warned me.

Here I've been trying to play it all down,

allay the parents' fears.

- Bury their heads in the sand?

- Not that I think it was
deliberate on her part.

- I think it was.

- What do you mean?

- She set some bait for him.

Every minute from now
on, she'll be in danger.

- From whom?

- Whoever it is.

- Well, I'm only
concerned with the school.

- Naturally.

- Otherwise, it I thought it
was anything to do with us.

- What would you do, expel me?

(students chattering)

(suspenseful music)

- Miss West, just a minute!

(suspenseful music)

- It's all right, miss,
I'm Sergeant Milton.

I'm your watchdog.

- You have any identification?

- Now look, wherever
you go, I'll be there.

Don't look for me, just act natural,

and when you're in the
house, keep the door locked

and when you go out, no fast getaways,

just drive steady through the
traffic, do you understand?

(suspenseful music)

- [Greg] Any messages for me, Jean?

- Yes.

(suspenseful music)

Your mail, Doctor!

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- [Mr. Greenaway] Miss West?

- Yes.

- [Mr. Greenaway] Oh, Miss
West, is she with you?

- Who?

- [Mr. Greenaway] Jenny,
this is Mr. Greenaway here.

You haven't seen her?

- Mr. Greenaway, no, afraid she isn't.

- [Mr. Greenaway] She's gone,
she's been in bed all day,

you know, with flu, my wife thinks

perhaps she's come to you, but if not,

I'm terrified to think where she's gone.

- You mean the common, why?

- [Mr. Greenaway] Well,
she's been delirious talking

about Susan and how she's in danger

and how she must help her.

I must get after her, thank you.

- Yes, of course.

- [Mr. Greenaway] Could you drive?

Oh, no, of course not, not at night,

I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking.

- You mean down there?

- [Mr. Greenaway] Well yes, in your car.

I will come down from the other side.

- Well really, Mr. Greenaway,

I think it's a matter for the police.

- [Mr. Greenaway] Oh,
there's no time, I mean,

even now she may be, never
mind, I'll manage on my own.

- No, wait.

- [Mr. Greenaway] Are
you there, Miss West?

- Yes, I'll come.

- [Mr. Greenaway] Oh,
Miss West, thank you.

I'll meet you at the bottom
of the valley, thank you.

- Bye.

(suspenseful music)

- [Mrs. Greenaway's Mother] Hello?

- Hello, could I speak
to Mr. Greenaway, please?

- [Mrs. Greenaway's Mother] I'm sorry.

They're both out for the evening.

This is Mrs. Greenaway's
mother, can I take a message?

- It's all right, I'll call later.

- Oh here you are, I want to speak to you.

- Later.

- Now, please!

(Leslie grunts)

Leslie!

Leslie, I want to speak to you!

- [Police Scanner] Thank you
officer, they're one-one,

that's a one-one, can you read me?

- Right, have you got that?

Come in, control, come in control, please.

Come in control, we'll be reporting

our positions, check, over and out.

(suspenseful music)

- [John] Well you know
where to position your men,

sergeant, get on with it, go, go.

- Take your men over there.

- Take your squad to the other end.

(suspenseful music)

(police dogs barking)

- Milton, Milton?

- [Milton] Yes sir?

- We're in position, we'll
wait for your signal.

- Roger and out, keep moving, miss.

Stop here.

Put the lights out, miss.

Leave the side lights on, now I want you

to come over in the back, miss.

- Why?

- Please do as I say, miss.

Now hide under the rug.

Stay there and don't move,
I shall be very close.

(birds chirp)

(leaves rustle)

(suspenseful music)

(dog rustles leaves)

(suspenseful music)

(dog rustles leaves)

(suspenseful music)

(Milton blows whistle)

(dogs bark)
(whistles blow)

(suspenseful music)

- He's running to go up the main road,

turn out, on your left!

(suspenseful music)

- [John] Did you get him?
- [Milton] No sir.

- Oh, god, come on, there we go.

(Julie gasps)

You all right?

(Julie gasps)

You sure?

Jim, get a doctor.

Did you see who did it, you didn't?

Oh, god.

What the hell are you doing here?

- I been tailing you all day.

- Milton, get him out
of here, for god's sake!

(whistles blow)
(police dogs bark)

Hello?

Sounds as though they've got him.

- [Police Officer] Go on, go on.

(dog growls and yips)

- [Police Officer] All right, all right.

Go on, up you get.

- Just how far away were you?

- 20 feet away from him at one point.

- 20 feet, but you didn't
get a good look at him?

- How could I?

You saw how dark it was in...
- Keep still please.

- All right, now let's, let's recap.

- Again?

- [John] Please.

- All right, well I got
back to the hospital.

- What time?

- Oh, about nine o'clock and I read

your harebrained scheme in the paper.

I was drive down to her place
when I saw the tail lights

her car disappearing onto the
common towards Devil's End.

I left my car and followed on foot.

- Because you had a puncture?

- That's right, now you can check that.

- Oh, I will, all right, so when you got

to where she was parked, what happened?

- Someone was there, I could see

a shape in the back of her car.

There was a noise and he ran away.

- And you ran after him?

- Right, he knows those
woods, John, he just vanished.

- [John] I see.

- How are you for anti-tetanus?

- Full immunity.

Well, if you don't mind
I'm going to see Julie.

Assuming, of course, that
I'm not under arrest.

- I'll come with you.

- Oh, hey, hang on a second, chief!

- Denning, I oughta break
your neck printing that story.

- Don't muck about, let go!

You, anyway, it wasn't my idea.

Look, Chief, I just remembered something

important.
- Not now.

- Now, it could be important!
- All right, just a minute!

Milton, let him through, now what is it?

You all right?

- I'm sorry, I wanted to
tell you, but I just thought

you'd disapprove me.
- You thought right.

- Just running about in the woods.

When I came down the track to you two.

- But a dog, what kind of a dog?

- Big thing, sorta yellow-y, so I thought,

as I said, it must have somebody with it.

Had a look, nobody there.

- Yellow, I wonder, a Labrador?

- Yeah, that's what it was, Labrador!

- Yes, well, thank you, Denning,

that's what I call a
practical contribution,

thank you. Jim, get the car, Miss West,

go home please, Milton, stay with her.

Thank you.

- I'll get you a cab and take you home.

(suspenseful music)

- No, no, not the front,
old Jim, we'll, we'll go

around the back, there's a
couple of things I want to check.

(Mrs. Sanford and Leslie yelling)

(suspenseful music)

- Still wet, put these
in the car for transit.

And Jim, send Thomas
down the garden to see

if you can find that
path down to Devil's End,

and Jim, tell him to walk
along it, I want some timings.

(doorbell rings)

Hello, Mrs.Sanford.

- Why, Mr?

- Velyan, mind if I come in for a moment?

Thank you.

Your husband not about, Mrs. Sanford?

- I think he's in his workshop.

- You want me to call him?
- Not just for a moment, no.

- Has he been out this evening?

- I'm not sure, why?

- Did he take the dog
out for a walk earlier?

- Oh no, I remember now, we've
been together all evening.

Why do you ask?

- Nice dog, what's his name?

- Grip.

- Does Grip go off on his own at all?

- Sometimes, I suppose.

- This evening?

- It's quite possible, I
did let him out for awhile.

- About seven?

- About then.

- Would he go as far as
the common on his own?

- He might, it depends if
there's a bitch in season.

- I see.

(suspenseful music)

- [Julie] His hand felt just like a snake.

- Go on, talking might help.

- Well, as he pressed on me I,

I felt he was sexually excited.

Squeezed with his fingertips,

exactly on the pressure
points, exactly like a doctor.

- Did you tell Velyan that?

- No, no, I hadn't thought
about it until now.

- What brought you back?

- Leslie, this is...
- Mrs. Sanford.

Your wife tells me that you haven't

left the house this evening.

- Has she?

I wonder why she should tell you that.

- Well, have you?

- I took the dog for
a walk, my wife's dog,

it's one of my duties,
she ought to remember.

- To Devil's End?

- Where else?

Look, stop beating about the
bush, why don't you come straight out

and ask me, did I rape those girls?

- Did you, Mr. Sanford?

- I could have done.

- He's lying, can't you
see he's trying to hurt me.

- My wife's covering for me
because she thinks I did it.

So there's your first witness, Velyan.

- Ask her if we sleep
together, answer, no.

Why not?

Because there's not room
for two men in one marriage.

Oh, she runs the school very
capably, all by herself.

It's hers, she bought
it with her own money.

That makes her the breadwinner, and me?

Dog's buddy.

Is it surprising I prefer the girls?

Young, fresh creatures without a single

male hormone in their bodies.

- Leslie, don't, please!

- Yes, I raped those girls.

I've raped all the others too,
every time I look at them.

(suspenseful music)

- Sleeping pills?

- [Greg] Mm-hmm.

- Three?

- Yes, and no arguments.

- But I'll never.
- Don't argue.

- Mustn't forget to lock
the door behind you.

- I needn't bother, I'm
going to stay here with you.

It's all right, I'll sleep in here.

I just don't want any
more slipups, that's all.

You don't mind?

(suspenseful music)

- [John] We won't be
troubling you any further,

Mrs. Sanford, good night.

- You mean you're not going to arrest me?

- We're not thought police, Mr. Sanford.

We deal in crimes of fact, not fantasy.

- Yes, but I confess, I mean, the least

you can do is take me down to
the station for questioning.

- Well, I know you'd like that.

The publicity would topple
this school like a house

of cards, but that's what
you really want, isn't it?

- You mean that you're prepared

to take a chance on me
to save this school?

- We heard Miss West say
that since you were still

in the building the
night that Susan Miller

slipped out, the night she was killed.

- I left immediately afterwards.

- Not by the front, so
somebody would've seen you.

- Via the slipway.

- The slipway comes out into the common

400 yards from the main track.

- One minute's running time.

- And it's separated from
it by a heavy marshland,

so unless you have wings, sir,

and no one was ever further from them,

you could not have
reached the girl in time,

let alone, rape and strangle her even

if you were capable, which I doubt.

Good night.

(Mrs. Sanford laughs)

- [Greg] Julie, come on, come on, bed.

It's all right.

(suspenseful music)

Good night.

(suspenseful music)

- [Central Control] Central
control to Charlie Fox.

- Charlie Fox, over.

- [Central Control] Message received

from Sergeant Milton, time 22:05 hours,

message reads, Dr. Lomax
still in Miss West's house,

looks like he's staying the night.

Please confirm he's
been cleared as suspect.

- Oh my god.

- [Driver] Shall I confirm, sir?

- Just hold on a sec.

What do you think, Jim?

- It's a risk.

- Eh, tell him to pass
a message to Milton,

leave Dr. Lomax where he is.

(suspenseful music)

(telephone ringing)

- Julie, Julie, come on, wake up.

- Hello?

- Oh, thank god.

- [Julie] What?

- Oh, no, no, it's Velyan here.

Just checking that you are all right.

I'm fine, fine.

It's Velyan.

- John, it's Greg Lomax, how
soon can you get over here?

- Oh, about half an hour, why?

- Tell you when you get here.

Good sleep?

(suspenseful music)

- You're not planning
another devil hunt, I hope.

- No, I'm trying to stop

this one.
- No thank you.

- You see, there is a way of unlocking

Tessa's Hurst's mind.

- Then why in the name of all?
- But, John, there is a risk.

Pentathol relaxes the defence mechanisms,

it releases memories
locked in the subconscious

so the girl could be brought face to face

with the things she dare not remember.

- What about the shock?

- It could drive it even deeper back

inside her, that's the risk.

Our hope is it could cure her completely.

- Well then, it's up to her parents.

- To me, they left it to me to decide.

And I've just decided.

- Would she be able to talk?

- Almost certainly.

- Enough to describe her attacker?

- And to identify his picture,
I mean, that'll be her

testimony in court, you'd have
to dig up your own evidence,

but.
- Oh, of course.

- [Greg] How shall I lay it on?

- Yes, yes, lay it on.

- Right, doctor, for when?

- ♪ O'clock tonight.

- Oh, so soon?

- Is that possible?

- Well, I'll do my best.

- Thanks, Matron.

- Right.

- Just a minute!

As principal of this hospital,

don't you think I be consulted first?

Thank you, Matron, I'll
have a word with Dr. Lomax.

- There you are.

- Look, Bartell, Tessa has...

- My car's in dock, run me
home, we'll talk about it then.

- Look, she's my patient and
it's none of your business.

- Anything you do within the precincts

of the hospital is my business.

- All right, then, what
are your objections?

- The tramp of police feet in the halls

of medicine, drug experiment.

- Drug therapy.

- Danger to the girl?

- Oh, that's entirely my concern.

- The first two are mine.

- And you'd let that stand
in the way of a cure?

- Cure, Lomax?

You live on a cloud.

- Oh look, she's responding to therapy.

The Pentathol could snap
her right out of it.

- Responding?

- [Greg] That's what I said.

- Oh, that's slightly different.

This way.

My new consulting rooms.

Fully equipped, instruments,
dispensary, oxygen.

Everything you'll need.

- What do you mean, do it here?

- Of course, what time did you say, seven?

- [Greg] Yes, but I don't
want to put you to all

this trouble.
- It's no trouble.

I'll phone the hospital, tell them

to have the Pentathol ready,
pick it up on your way here.

- Well look, I appreciate your
offer, but don't you think

that...
- No buts, Lomax.

It's fixed, and you needed worry

about a nurse, I'll assist you myself.

Helping to unmask the killer will

give me the deepest satisfaction.

- Whatever you say.

- Do you want a drink before you go?

- No thanks, I haven't time.

(suspenseful music)

- Evening, Jack, you got a package for me?

- Oh, Dr. Lomax, he didn't reach you then?

- Who?

- Mr. Bartell, he said he'd call you.

- No, I haven't been home, what about?

- Sodium Pentathol, we're out of it.

- You're out of it?

- According to my stocks, anyway,

according to my books, no, there should be

a full bottle there,
right there in that shelf.

- Oh, you mean someone's
just walked off with it?

- Well, was there yesterday.

However, my problem, yours
is to get some, right?

- [Greg] Right.

- Gaelen Welcome, you know?

- Down the high street.

- Their dispenser's working for you now,

he's opened the shop up specially.

- Thanks, Jack.

- Thank Bartell, he fixed it.

- [Julie] Tessa?

- Hello, Tessa, you all right?

- We better get her inside.

- Yes, of course.

- Right on time, evening, Superintendent.

Sergeant, hello, young lady.

- Ah, Mr. Bartell, this is Miss West.

She's here instead of the parents.

Dr. Lomax thought it better,
he felt that too much emotion.

- Yes, of course, very wise.

Well come in, Dr. Lomax won't be long.

(knocking)

(suspenseful music)

Hello?

Anybody there?

(suspenseful music)

(gas whistling)

(suspenseful music)

(knocking)

- Hello?

Hello, anyone about?

- Seems the lights are fused.

- Oh, sorry to disturb
you, but the door was open,

and Phylis, come in, love, she's only got

the one hankie, see, well, sit down.

- Here you are, all right, now hold your

nose tight,
- All right?

- Now very tight, all right?

Just put your head up for a minute,

all right, hold it there,
bring it up, bring it back,

all right, and back you go, now head back.

- Have you got any paper handkerchiefs?

- I'm not the chemist, there's
cotton wool here, though.

- [Young Man] Oh, great.

- Tell you what, look, she'll be all right

for a minute, could you bring that lighter

over here, there's
something I've gotta find.

- Hey, you said you wasn't the chemist.

- It's all right, I'm a doctor.

- Well if you're a doctor,
then you'd know a cure

for what she's got nosebleeds and that.

- Yeah, she should consult
her own doctor, now please.

- All right.

(gas explodes)

(suspenseful music)

(fire engine siren blaring)

- Oh god, another accident.

Always on a Sunday.

Mad drivers.

All right, Miss West, you can
bring the young lady in now.

Come on, Tessa.

- Wonder what you'd have to
pay for a place like this, aye?

- More than you can afford.

(knocking)

- Yes.

- HQ calling, sir.

- Oh, wait here, Jim.

I'm sorry but we have to go,
the experiment's cancelled.

We'll have to leave you to get Tessa home,

Miss West, all right?

Sorry, Mr. Bartell, but
we have an emergency.

- [Julie] Well, that's that.

- Nothing of the sort, if they can't stay,

it's their business, we can carry on.

- [Julie] But the experiment was for them!

- Experiment?

Remedial treatment, Miss West.

We're here to see that
this poor girl gets well.

(suspenseful music)

- [Greg] Hello, John.

- My god, are you all
right, what happened?

- They struck a light,
that's what happened.

- Gas explosion, Superintendent,

the flash point was in there.

- Who were the other two?

- Oh, some poor devil who
came in off the street.

The place was in darkness,
he had a lighter,

he was giving me a hand.

- His girlfriend is next
door being treated for shock.

- Who was the other one?

- The chemist, we found him in there.

He was obviously dead before
the explosion took place.

The place seemed empty, John,
I've been in there once.

- Look at this, somebody
had taken all the fuses out.

- What, what were you doing
here in the first place?

- Getting the Pentathol.

- This looks deliberate.

- Will this stop the
experiment with Tessa?

- Could be, could be.

- Dr. Lomax, please, we must
get you back to the hospital.

- He can travel in my
car, we'll discuss this

on the way, come on, all right?

(suspenseful music)

- You aren't actually going to start

without Dr. Lomax, are you?

Mr. Bartell, Tessa's my responsibility.

Do you hear?

I don't wish you to
continue without Dr. Lomax.

Mr. Bartell, I forbid it!

- Sit down, Miss West, and remain silent!

- You!

(Julie screams)

(suspenseful music)

Where are you, Milton!

(Julie grunting)

- [Julie] Mr. Milton!

Stop him, stop him, please, Bartell!

Tessa!

Tessa!

(suspenseful music)

- I'll radio for help.

Mike Victor to control, come in, please.

- Oh, Tessa!

- [Control Center] Charlie
Fox, come in please.

- Charlie Fox, over.

- [Control Center] Message
from Sergeant Milton,

time 2000 hours, message reads,

Mr. Bartell suspected of
kidnapping Tessa Hurst.

Believed to have entered Devil's End

from vicinity of his home.

(siren blaring)

- [dim] No, doctor, no!

(electricity buzzing)

- Lovely hair.

I won't hurt you.

I won't hurt you.

(electricity buzzing)

(Mr. Bartell gasping)

(suspenseful music)

(Tessa gasping)

(Tessa screaming)

(suspenseful music)

- [Police Officer] Keep
together, close, come on

Keep holding tight, don't
give him room to get through.

(suspenseful music)

- Any sign of him?

- No, nowhere, sir.

(police dogs barking)

- There he is!

(suspenseful music)

(Mr. Bartell screams)

(suspenseful music)

(Tessa gasping)

(suspenseful music)