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Four men.

Four men each from
a different walk of life.

A clerk, an airman, a prize
fighter and a gentleman of leisure.

A few weeks ago,
they were strangers.

Now, here they
are driving together

to what?

Why did you have to steal a car?

You said we'd use yours.

This one's faster.

That case on the
floor, Mike. Open it.

What's this?

- What's the idea with the guns?
- Thought you said no violence.

I'm not gonna use this, Rave.

If you do as you're
told, you won't have to.

Four
men with four guns.

Why?

This is Joe Halsey,
American citizen, age 34.

Occupation, clerk,
ex-serviceman.

No criminal record.

Come in.

You wanted to see me?

I have an appointment in a
few minutes, so make it quick.

OK.

I'd like a week off,
starting tomorrow.

- What the blazes for?
- Well, I have to go to England.

I plan to fly.

How long have you been
back with the firm, Halsey?

About, uh... four months.

And you were away in
Korea for two years, right?

Yeah.

During which time, your
job was kept open for you.

And during which time, Wilkins
took on your work as well as his own.

Voluntarily, and
for no extra pay.

For which he's
just been promoted.

He's a clever guy, Wilkins.
He's a really clever guy.

That sort of an attitude will
get you nowhere, Halsey.

It's stupid and ungrateful.

What reason have you to go?

I just gotta go,
isn't that enough?

It most certainly is not.

Alright, Mr Carruthers.

I've got a wife, I happen
to be in love with her.

Three months ago, she
went to England for two weeks.

Her mother was sick.

But she's still there, Mr Carruthers.
Her mother's still sick, she says.

I don't believe that, do you
hear me? I don't believe it.

I'm sorry, Halsey.

But this is a
business organisation.

You seem to forget that you've just
recently been absent for two years.

I seem to...

I seem to forget...

Now, now, Halsey...

- Give me Pan American airlines.
- Halsey, you're fired!

Joe, darling!

- Hello, Mary.
- Oh, it's good to see you.

I only got your cable two
hours ago. I couldn't believe it!

Maybe you didn't
want to believe it.

What? Oh, Joe, what is it?

- We can't talk here.
- Darling, what's the matter?

You know what
the matter is, alright.

But I don't.

You going to tell me you're ready to
come back with me on the next plane?

Well, not the next
plane, Joe, but soon!

- When Mother's alright, and...
- And what?

Joe, not here, I...

And what? Come on, come on.
Let's have it, let's get it over with.

Well, it's just that I haven't
been very well myself lately.

- Oh, no.
- It's nothing serious.

I'm just going to
have a baby, that's all.

A...

Oh, honey!

Well, I'd have written and told you
but I thought I was coming home.

Oh, gee, baby, that's great!

Well, come on, honey! Let's go.

Leave your bag there, darling.

- That you, Mary?
- Yes, dear.

Where have you been?
You said half past three.

It took longer than we expected.

- Here's Joe.
- Hello there, Mrs Freeman.

It's nice to see you again.

Do you think he's
changed much, Mother?

No, I don't think so.

After all, it is three years.

Well, we never got to
know each other that well.

No, we didn't.

- Cigarette, Joe?
- Oh, thanks.

Well, I suppose you've come to
take Mary back to America again.

Yeah. Yeah, that's
why I've come.

He wants me to fly back with
him in two or three days' time.

Oh.

Well, I suppose you'll
have to go then, won't you?

Well, is there any
reason why she shouldn't?

Joe...

It's alright, Mary.

I know your husband thinks that
I've kept you here deliberately.

But of course, he doesn't
realise how ill I've been.

I've told Joe about
the baby, Mother.

Yeah, that's great
news, isn't it?

What are we gonna call him?

How about, um...
How about George?

- That was your father's name, wasn't it?
- No.

OK, OK, I'm sorry.

I don't wish to talk about it.

- Can't you see you're upsetting me?
- Now, wait a minute.

It was always the same.

No consideration
for me, none at all.

You think about nothing but
yourselves the whole time.

Leave me here all alone.

Leave me to die...

Still the same,
sweet old Mother.

Every time I tried to come
home, she had another attack.

Joe, come and sit down here.

Can I get the tickets?

Yes.

You sure you won't
change your mind?

You sure you won't let
her change it for you?

I want to go home, Joe.

I'll tell her tonight.

We're on our way, honey.

Four
men with four guns.

Here is Mike Morgan, British.

Age 31, professional boxer.

Served honourably with the Navy.

No criminal record.

- How's he making out, Doc?
- Pretty poorly.

Acute concussion. I'm
sending him to hospital.

But Doc, he fights
next week in Blackpool!

It ain't gonna look so good.

Well, I shall have to send in a
report to the Board of Control.

I don't think he
should fight again.

But Doc, now, don't be hasty.

It's happened before.
We felt fine the next day.

I'm sure you have, but it's
happened once too often.

The way these guys
take away a guy's living...

Give over, Brooksy.

The Chocolate Boy's
been with you for 15 years.

I boxed him seven years
ago and he was finished then.

- Why don't you help him for a change?
- For instance?

Help him to get out of the game.

That's all these punks think
about, is getting out of the game.

They don't love it no more,
Brooksy, and that's a fact.

- They don't love it no more.
- Yeah.

You and me love the
game, that's why we're in it.

Well...

Good luck, Stookey.
And you, Mike.

Yeah.

We've had our share of luck
already, Mike, just getting you this fight.

- The way I had to talk!
- Yeah.

You're good at that.

The minute I heard that
kid Gavin was backing out

I put you up as a substitute straight
away. They didn't want you, Mike, but...

You talked them into
it, you've told me before.

How long is it since
you topped a bill, Mike?

Just after the war.

- Tim Mahoney.
- Yeah.

It's a pity you hit
him with your chin.

Watch this Milton, he
punches like a tiger.

Oh, my favourite fighter!
How do you feel, son?

- Bit nervous.
- Ha-ha! Nothing to it.

You've got what it takes, son. I
can smell a champion a mile off.

Listen, this is how
we'll do it tonight...

Bunny.

Who's the green boy?

That's Stookey's new
prospect, Ron Simpson.

Last year's amateur
welter champion.

- He's a good boy.
- Yeah.

We were all good boys, once.

I'll let you into
a secret, Bunny.

- This is the last one.
- Good-o, Mike.

- Stookey know?
- No.

If he knew, he wouldn't
let me have this fight.

How are you off for the ready?

I've got £900 in
the Post Office.

Tonight's hundred
gives me the thousand.

I promised Angela I'd quit
when I got that behind me.

- It's taken me 12 years to do it, Bunny.
- Yeah.

And there's Stookey geeing that kid
on over there about fame and fortune.

We get the fame and
he gets the fortune.

In my case, I got neither.

Somebody's been put away.

I'll owe you 5-4 it's Ashby.
Come on, give us your hand.

What's that, Mike? What's
wrong with your fork?

I don't know, I hurt it
in training two days ago.

Well, let's have a look at it.

Blimey.

You've had it, chum.

Get the bandage on, Bunny,
and not a word to Stookey.

Now, look here, you can't fight
a guy like Milton with one hand!

I've got to, Bunny.

I need that hundred quid. I
want to get out of the game.

I don't want to end up like
the Chocolate kid tonight.

Bind it good and hard.

Something's gotta
hold it together.

Sorry I'm late, they
were fixing my bandages.

- How do you feel, Mike?
- Fine.

This is the last time?

Yeah. Win or lose.

In a way, I want you to lose,
because I know that's final.

A win and you promise
yourself one more fight.

Angie, will you do me a favour?

- Don't watch tonight.
- I never do watch.

I just shut my eyes and pray
you won't get hurt too much.

No, don't come in.

Go straight to Rudy's, I'll
meet you there after the fight.

What you gonna do with your
husband in a regular job, Angie?

I suppose we'll just
be like everybody else.

- Perhaps we can get a little house.
- And kids.

Imagine us with kids!

Promise?

Promise.

I never made the
grade like I said I would.

But I tried.

See you at Rudy's.

Promise?

- Ready, son?
- Yeah.

I've got a splitting headache.

Come on, let's go and
make some money.

Seconds out!

I thought I told you to
keep away from him.

I tried.

What are you trying to do
to me, ruin my reputation?

Your only chance now is to go in
there and mix it, slug it out with him.

Sure, "mix it, slug it out".

It's not his nose and jaw
and belly that's being hit, is it?

It's just beginning to dawn on me, Mr
Stookey dunno what he's talking about.

How's the hand, kid?

Hasn't fallen off yet.

Here, let me throw
in the towel, Mike.

It's your last fight, anyhow.

I'm not going out
that way, Bunny.

Seconds out!

Come on, Mike!

Four, five

six, seven...

eight...

Go on, Mike!

He was a good boy in his day.

Good, him? Nah.

What did I tell ya? That
boy'll be a champion one day.

The next fight'll cost
you double. Ho-ho!

I love him like my own son.

Our new champion!

Good work, boy. Good work.

Oh, I've never
seen such a punch!

In all my years in the ring, I've
never seen a comeback like that.

In all your years in the ring...

You've never been in the ring.

You send other mugs in to
get their brains knocked out.

We're on our way to the
top now. Nothing can stop us!

This is as far as we're going.

Now get the money,
Stookey, and take your cut.

It's the last you'll get.

Alright, boy.

You'll feel better
after a shower.

Bet you thought I lost.

Yes.

I won. Knocked him
out in the second.

I know what you're thinking.

But it's a good way to
end, with a knock-out win.

A good way to end?

- You really meant it?
- Yeah.

- What sort of job will you get, Mike?
- I don't know.

Heavy metals, maybe.

Great fight, Mike.

Few more wins like that and you'll
be challenging the top boys again.

How did you know we were here?

Why, Angie...

You don't seem pleased
to see your brother.

What do you want, Dave? We only
see you when you want something.

Now, that's not nice.

Still, this time, you're right.

If it's a
question of money...

This is between
me and Mike, Angie..

A straight loan between
brothers-in-law, eh, Mike?

I owe a guy £100.
A gambling debt.

- What's that got to do with Mike?
- Everything.

I was at the fight tonight and I
gave a guy 10-1 that Mike'd lose.

Thanks.

What do you want to win for?

After that first round, there was a
cast-iron certainty my money was safe.

- It was a lucky punch, that's all.
- Yeah, maybe, but it sunk me.

I'll pay you back,
Mike, honest I will.

Don't give it to him, Mike.

But Angie, I can't welch on a bet.
They'll put the strong-arm boys on me.

You can go back to
prison for all I care.

If you think Mike's giving
you that money, you're wrong.

OK.

But if you won't let me have the
money, I'll rob a house or something.

You'd better do that.

So this is how you promised
Mum you'd look after me.

I'd have given him the
money if you'd wanted it.

I know you would, Mike,
but what's the point?

Next week, it'll only
be something else.

Here.

Put it in the Post
Office in the morning.

You kept your word, Mike.

And I love you for it.

Oh, your hand. You've hurt it.

No, it's nothing,
it's only a bruise.

But didn't Stookey make
you show it to the doctor?

No.

- I was in a hurry to get away.
- Well, let's get home.

I'll bandage it for you.

The third man with
a gun is Sergeant Eddie Blaine.

This is his wife, Denise.

'A film actress, occasionally.

Eddie Blaine is with the
American Air forces in England.

'Age 36, war hero.

No criminal record.

Marion.

Oh... you all know Miss Lynn.

Miss Denise Lynn.

Why don't you sign one, darling?

Oh, no, really, I...

I think that's all
for tonight, children.

Goodnight, darlings.
Goodnight, Todd.

Goodnight, sweetheart.

- Hello, Eddie.
- Hello.

Doesn't look very good, does it?

It looked a lot
better an hour ago.

It probably did.

Sorry, dear.

If you hadn't called me from the
studio and said you'd be right home

I would've held it up.

Don't be tiresome, Eddie.

When I called you, I thought
I was leaving right then.

So what?

So what? So I hope you
like your meat well done.

Do you think I enjoy
cooking this stuff?

Eddie, dear, I didn't ask you
to stand slaving over a hot stove

so let's not be stupid about it.

Just in case you've forgotten,
I'm only on a 48-hour pass.

Last night, you were kept
at the studio till midnight.

Can I help it if the director takes it
into his head to shoot four extra scenes?

OK, OK.

So tonight the idea was to have a
nice, quiet dinner in our own home.

Just for once, in
a couple of years.

Well, it didn't
work out. That's all.

Because you were kept
late at the studio again?

Why else?

I thought maybe because
Todd Maslin's car broke down.

That was his car brought
you home, wasn't it?

- It was.
- Yeah, I thought I recognised him.

What a jerk. He's had his
hair curled since I saw him last.

Well, there's no need
to be selfish, Eddie.

Todd Maslin has become
the biggest thing in pictures

and he's asked little me to
be with him in his next film.

How exciting. I saw your
last picture, by the way.

Who was the guy
you said your line to?

I'm afraid, Eddie,
your life in the Airforce

has coarsened your mind.

Well, I wouldn't be surprised.

Not that you know anything
about my life in the Airforce.

Oh, look, Denise, why
don't you forget about...

Please, Eddie.

Yes, I know, we've
been through all that.

You've got your
career to think about

and a girl can't be a
camp follower and...

and a bit player all
at the same time.

You know, Eddie, your conversation
becomes more stupid every time I see you.

Well, that's something you won't
have to worry about for quite some time.

Unless my little wife is gonna follow
her devoted husband to Germany.

You mean you're
being transferred?

- When?
- Next month.

Well, why didn't you
say anything yesterday?

- When you arrived?
- You'll laugh when I tell you.

I had the crazy idea
my wife would be happy

to see me and I didn't
want to spoil the fun.

Can you beat that?

You know, it's funny, Denise.

You don't give a damn
about me and I know it.

Yet I go on being
crazy about you.

Do you, darling?

That's alright then.

Isn't it?

Look, Denise, why don't we go
out to some swank restaurant tonight

where there's music and we
can dance and have some fun

what do you say?

No, you go and have fun.

I'm going to bed. I've
had a pretty long day.

Well, you have
to eat, don't you?

I had a sandwich
on the way back.

You had a sandwich?

Well, that's fine!
That makes my day.

Maybe you'd like me to
go back to camp tonight

so as not to disturb
your beauty sleep?

No.

But if you come in
late, try not to wake me.

I'm on first call tomorrow, I
have to be out of here by seven.

Goodnight, darling,
and have a good time.

'And
lastly, Miles Ravenscourt.

Age 30, only son of
Sir Francis Ravenscourt.

Occupation, gentleman.

Decorated at El-Alamein.

Likewise, no criminal record.

I'm so sorry, darling, I've
had so much to do today.

- Hmm?
- I said I'm sorry I'm late.

What time is it?

It's 10.30.

Oh, gosh, dinner...

I am sorry.

It doesn't matter. It's
too late to go out now.

There's something the
matter with your eyes.

See yourself
as others see you.

At a thousand guineas a time.

And you, with all the
money in the world.

It's absurd.

It's unjust, isn't it?

It isn't.

I think I'm very lucky.

I think we're both very lucky.

- Drink?
- No, thank you.

You know, there are not many people
who've been married as long as we have

and are still perfectly happy.

Will you go on being
happy, do you think?

But certainly.

Provided, of course, that I
continue to keep you in the manner

to which you have
become accustomed.

You took the words right
out of my mouth, my darling.

Well?

You're looking very
attractive tonight, you know.

- But then you always do.
- What is it this time?

You read me like
a book, don't you?

Don't overdo the
boyish candour, Rave.

It's a trick of yours I know.

- It's a trick of mine you like.
- What do you want?

I gave old Harry a
cheque for 1,000 tonight.

I'm afraid there's nothing
in the bank to meet it.

- Well then, why did you give it to him?
- Because I lost it playing poker.

Anyway, as long as we put the
money first thing in the morning...

I'm sorry, Rave.

You're getting no
more money from me.

In that case...

I'm going to be in rather an
embarrassing position, you know.

Rave, why must
you always show off?

You know you can't
afford to gamble like this.

I know I shouldn't.

Let me run you a nice, hot bath.

It'll put you in a
friendlier mood.

I had a bath before the
dinner we didn't go to.

Listen, Rave,
tonight it was poker.

Yesterday, the
eternal "new car".

Every other day,
bookmakers' bills.

"Drinks all round, good old
Rave. Always ready for the touch."

Well, it's over, darling.

I'm not paying anymore.

Mrs Ravenscourt, we have this
dialogue regularly once a month.

Let me off tonight.

What would you do if
I told you I was broke?

You're not, are you?

No.

But I am as far as
you're concerned.

But why?

Because I want to feel I
married a man, not a sponger.

What would you have done
if you hadn't married me?

Been a burglar.

You know, I've been
thinking a lot about you lately.

In all these years, I don't think I've
ever known you do a single day's work.

What were you like in the Army?

I was a good soldier.

I killed well.

If Harry's cheque isn't met, London
isn't going to be very comfortable for us.

I had a letter from
my father this morning.

Oh?

How's he liking it out there?

He loves it. Rave...

What did you think
about living in Kenya?

Father's promised
to give you a job.

That's very
handsome of him.

I wouldn't think of it.

London's our town.

I like everything about it.

Including your debts?

Which brings us back
to Harry's cheque.

We can't let him down, can we?

- I can.
- Well, what do you want me to do?

Call him up and tell him
the cheque's no good?

Yes, darling.

That's just what
I want you to do.

You're a very
beautiful woman, Eve.

And beautiful women
shouldn't try and be clever.

Our life's alright.
Let's just live it.

We're both a little on
edge and need a change.

Why don't we take the car
and go somewhere in the sun?

I'm going to Kenya.
There's plenty of sun there.

And I'm staying in London.

When you wake up in the
morning, you'll want to stay too.

Where are you going, Eve?

To Kenya.

Sure?

Now where are you going, Eve?

I'm... I'm going...

What is it, Mike?

I couldn't sleep.

Worried?

Yeah.

I wonder how I'll settle
down to a routine job, Angie.

You'll get used to it.

I'll help you, Mike.

You know, Angie...

I've never lived without
the roar of the crowd.

It was great when you won.

Even when you knew that the next
time, they'd be hollering for your blood?

Yeah.

But you're done with that now.

Oh, Mike...

Oh, I'm sorry, your hand.

Yeah, it's throbbing
like the devil.

That settles it, Mike Morgan.

First thing in the morning,
to the hospital for an X-ray.

Not tomorrow morning.

I've got to go after that job.

Oh, the next day'll do for that.

The next day won't do for that.

The newspaper said the Kennington
Metal works are looking for skilled men.

I don't go in the morning,
the job may be gone.

Besides...

And besides what, Mike?

Look, Angie.

After tonight, there'll be
plenty of fights offered me.

If I don't get a job quickly...

they'll talk me
back into the ring.

It's as simple as that.

Oh, thank you,
Lila. I'll take it.

Thank you, sir.

Tea, darling!

Ah, thank you.

Now what is this?

The cheque.

I made it out for you.

Must get that
money in first thing.

You know, Harry's the sort of chap
who'll be sitting on the bank steps

waiting for it to open.

Now, if I do this
for you once more

will you promise
me not again? Ever?

Promise?

Promise.

If I lie, I hope to die.

Oh, really, darling?

I don't mind having a
row with you at night,

there's plenty of time
to make it up then

but I must have that
cheque this morning.

You really are
rather common, Eve.

You've had me watched.

The regimental dinner last week.

My manicurist! Who'd
have thought of that?

Last Tuesday, your
old sergeant in hospital.

Only decent if you
took him some fruit.

I hope the girl from the Post
Office enjoyed the grapes.

Does a silly little stamp-licking
brunette or a blonde polisher of nails

matter to us?

My life is here with you.

I believe you mean
that sometimes.

Then cover old Harry's
cheque, there's a good girl.

No, I've made up my mind. You
won't get another penny from me.

Then I shall just have to tell
Harry the cheque's going to bounce.

Yes, go and tell him
at once, this morning.

- There's nothing else I can do.
- No, Rave, there isn't.

Not now.

I'm truly sorry about this.

I promise it will
never happen again.

Perhaps it won't...

in Kenya.

- Here you are, darling.
- Thank you.

It was nice of Mother
to send the flowers.

Yeah, maybe she's
human after all.

She keeps on like this, maybe
she can come and live with us.

Passengers on
Pan American Flight 150 to New York

please proceed to the aircraft.

Mr Halsey?

You and your wife are urgently
wanted on the telephone.

Quickly, you've just got time.

Yes.

Yes, alright, I'll come at once.

What is it?

It's Mother.

She's tried to kill herself.

How?

An overdose of sleeping tablets.

Who was that that telephoned?

A friend of hers.

She went in and found her.

But she's alright, isn't she?

Look, darling, we've
got to catch this plane.

She did this once
before when I was 14.

Look, Mary, this
is our last chance.

We can't keep the
plane waiting any longer, Mr Halsey.

Come on, honey, we gotta go.

I'm sorry, Joe.

You're Mrs Morgan?

Yes. How is he?

Your husband didn't
tell you, I suppose

he fought last night
with a broken hand.

No.

He didn't say anything.

Mrs Morgan, you must
understand, he'll never fight again.

He doesn't want to.
He's finished with all that.

I don't mean that.

I mean he'll never
be able to fight again.

What?

We managed to
save his life, but...

not his hand.

We had to amputate.

Oh, no...

There
was no alternative.

Gangrene had set in.

Now, come, Mrs Morgan.

He'll need your help.

Yeah. Thanks.

So she won after all.

I beg your pardon?

So tell me, Doctor, how many
of those tablets did she take?

The box was empty.

I know, but how many did
she take? Enough to kill her?

Oh no, not enough to kill her.

Just enough to make her
sort of nice and drowsy, eh?

About... about
three, shall we say?

- About that, yes.
- Mm-hm.

She also managed to have a
neighbour call up Mary at the airport.

Mr Halsey, have you
discussed this with your wife?

- No, I haven't.
- No, I don't think I should.

She's had a
considerable shock as it is.

Yeah, tell me, Doc...

No, I really can't say any
more, Mr Halsey. Except that...

If I were you, the next
time I made any plans

I'd stick to them.

They'll refund the money.

I'm sorry if I've
inconvenienced you, Joe.

No, you haven't.

We'll go just as easy
in a couple of days.

Oh, I know what you think of me.

But you're young,
you don't understand.

I understand, alright.

So does Mary.

Oh.

Well, in that case, there's
nothing more to be said, is there?

Of course, if Mary feels
it's safe to leave me.

What kind of a mother are you, anyway?
Don't you care what happens to Mary?

Do you care what happens to me?

Leaving me here, all alone.

That's not true!

We wanted you to come
with us. Joe offered to...

That's right, side with him.

Take his part against me.

And after all I've done for you.

- For Pete's sake.
- All I planned...

Now you go and leave me,
go to the other side of the world.

I've had enough of this.

Look, you've always
hated my guts, I know that.

- Oh, please, Joe...
- It's true.

But get this, Mrs Freeman.

Five years ago, your
daughter married a GI.

She's still married to him and
she's gonna stay married to him

having children by him and living in New
York City in the United States of America

3,000 miles away from you!

And maybe she's
darn lucky at that.

Joe!

Where are you going?

I got 12 dollars and
50 cents in my pocket.

I hope I'm gonna
get drunk on it.

So for the rest of the night, Mother
dear, you're free to laugh your...

your head off.

Mary! I...

I feel faint.

Joe!

You're all wet.

Thanks.

Well...

what are you going to do now?

We'll register in a hotel.

And then you'll go
back to America?

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Joe, this isn't something that can
just be worked out in a few hours.

It won't ever be worked out.

Joe, stay with me.
Don't leave me.

What are we gonna live on?

There's... there's the
money from the air tickets.

If I don't get a job, the air ticket
money's not gonna last very long.

Oh, Joe.

Just stay for a few more months.

Oh, Mary, this... this mother
business is gonna go on forever.

Where you going?

Alright, alright. Guess
I'm an idiot, but...

I'd rather share you with your
mother than not have you at all.

- Hello, Mike.
- Hello, Moll.

- Found anything yet?
- No, no luck.

- What's it to be, dear?
- Bitter.

Got a light, chum?

Oh, sure.

I'm sorry.

One and six, please, dear.

Here, have one on me, huh?

Cheers.

Cheers.

Oh, thank you.

Well, what
is it this time, my son?

The same old story, I suppose.

Not quite. I want some
real money this time.

What do you mean by that?

Not yours. My own.

You haven't any
money of your own.

I will have. Eventually.

Oh no, my boy.

You don't touch a penny
of that until I'm dead.

It's absurd. You don't need it.

- You've plenty of your own.
- Plenty.

I intend to use your mother's
money as she'd have wanted me to.

That doesn't include
giving any of it to you now.

You know, I wouldn't be quite so
smug and disinterested if I were you.

Someone who is quite determined
to be most unpleasant about it

has a cheque of
mine for a thousand

which is probably bouncing
at this very moment.

So if you're determined
not to share the money

in a few days from now, you'll be
sharing some very lurid headlines.

You can't threaten me anymore.

Public disgrace couldn't be worse
than sitting here being reminded

that I'm your father.

You really do
hate me, don't you?

I don't hate you.

I loathe and despise
the very sight of you.

Why do you exaggerate my faults?

I suppose it's only vanity and pride
that prevent you from exposing me.

Common sense. I know
you exactly for what you are.

A liar, a cheat and a
scoundrel, but I can't prove it

any more than I can prove that those
six Germans you killed in the desert

had lost their way, were out
of ammunition and unconscious

when you came upon them.

How very clever of you.

Actually, one of them
was quite conscious.

That's my money you're hanging
onto, blast you, and I want it!

Once and for all, you won't get
one penny of my money ever.

Or your mother's,
until I'm dead.

I may tell you I have
one ambition left in life.

To outlive you.

I see.

Oh, well.

I thought it would be a waste
of time talking to you anyway.

It was.

You could better employ your
talents planning to rob a bank.

You'd have more
chance of success.

That's the way out, my son.

Thank you, sir. Three and
four, please, gentlemen.

There we are.

Are you listening to me?

Eddie!

I don't believe this.

- Eddie Blaine.
- Joe. Joe Halsey!

- How've you been?
- Alright, fine.

You look great,
still in uniform and...

Hey, you finally made it.

Hey, Mike, I want you to meet
an old friend of mine. Eddie Blaine.

This is Mike Morgan, we
met here a couple of days ago

and it's sort of
getting to be a habit.

- Hello, Eddie.
- Glad to know you, Mike.

What are you doing here, Joe?

I come over to pick up my wife.

How about you?
You got a wife now?

Yeah, I've got a wife.

Hey, let me buy you
fellas a couple of drinks.

I'm on the loose
tonight, I'm celebrating.

Sorry, Eddie, I got a
wife waiting at home.

Ah, that goes for me too.

Gee, I'm late already.

Well, maybe next time I'm on
leave, we can all have a drink.

Sure. We're always in here.

- Sure, fine.
- Nice to have seen you again, Joe.

- Good to see you.
- Mike, glad to have met you.

Bye-bye, Eddie.

Buy you a drink?

- Well...
- Thanks, I'll have a gin.

Bye-bye, Winnie dear,
I'll see you in the morning.

Oh.

Alright. Bye.

What'll you have?

I'm alright, thanks.

Here's to Winnie.

What are you celebrating?

I just heard you tell your
friends you were celebrating.

Oh, that.

Celebrating...

Forget it.

Are you on leave?

Mm-hm, till eight
o'clock in the morning.

So that gives us
about ten hours.

"Us"?

Are you married?

Probably. Why?

Oh, I just like to know what the
weather's like before I put to sea.

What's it like?

Fair and warm?

Could be.

You make good coffee?

Yes.

Well, you can't make
it here. Get your hat.

Alright, but I'll have
to telephone first.

- Husband?
- Probably.

Yeah, well, I won't
know till later...

Oh, look at this.

- Every light in the place on.
- Well, why should he worry?

He doesn't have
to pay the bills.

Well, who cares? Come on.

It'll only take me ten minutes
to change, then we can...

Why, hello, Eddie dear!

What are you doing here?

Did you forget to go to bed?

Of course, you two don't
know each other, do you?

This is my husband. Eddie,
dear, this is Todd Maslin.

You remember, he brought
me home the other evening?

I remember, and now he
brought you home again.

What's the matter, Mr Maslin? Don't
you have a home of your own to go to?

Eddie, dear!

Oh, you mustn't mind
my husband, Todd.

He has a rather
peculiar sense of humour.

I'm afraid, Mr Maslin, I have
no sense of humour at all.

Eddie, dear, Todd just came
in to wait for me while I change

then he's driving
me out to the studio.

- I'm in the picture with her.
- How interesting.

What are they gonna call it?
"Two Tramps In Harmony"?

I must remind
myself not to see it.

I don't think
that's at all funny.

It wasn't meant to be funny.

Well, I... I'm going to change.

Oh, Denise, before you go...

would you mind telling me where
the hell you've been all night?

I don't think I would.

In your present mood, it
would just be a waste of time.

Well, I just wanna know,
that's all. I just wanna know!

Eddie, dear, I'll be obliged
if you won't shout at me.

I have a headache.

Can I get you some
aspirin, darling?

Oh, would you, darling?

- Oh, that's sweet of you.
- It's a pleasure.

Mm-hm...

You know your way around
here pretty well, don't you?

What? Oh.

Well...

Well, in case you don't
know it all, this is the way out!

Wait for me in the car, darling.

- Are you sure?
- Get out!

What did you mean by that crack?

Exactly what I said.

He seems to know his
way around here pretty well

and I can imagine what
room he knows best.

Behind your vulgar
tongue, Eddie, dear

you have a nasty
mind, haven't you?

I have to change, and I'd
be glad of a little privacy.

I'm going to take a bath.

That'll give you a chance to
get out of here the easy way.

I'll send you my address from
Germany so you can write and tell me

how much you miss me.

You know, Eddie, if
you go on talking this way

I shall begin to think
you don't love me.

And Eddie, dear, don't slam the
door. I have a headache, remember?

Attention, US 'Airforce.

Attention, US 'Airforce.

Will personnel leaving for Germany
please board the special train

standing in Platform
12 immediately.

Well, have you any idea
where she could possibly be?

I'm sure
I don't know, sir.

I think she's gone on holiday.

On holiday?

Well, if you needed
her at the studio

for publicity or anything, would
you know where to reach her?

Oh, she left a phone number.

Course, I can't give it to you.

Yes, well, I'm her husband.

Yes, sir, that's
what they all say.

Could you tell me whether or not Todd
Maslin is on call for the next five days?

No, he can't be. They
do everything together.

Well, it is in the
film, of course.

Hello. Post Office?

Oh, could I speak to the assistant
in the supervisor's office, please?

Hello there.

What are you doing for lunch?

Good, then you'll
have it with me.

I'm just across the road.

Fine, I'll see you
outside in a few minutes.

Goodbye.

The usual, Molly.

You're Mike Morgan, aren't you?

Yeah. What of it?

Oh, nothing.

I thought I'd recognised you.
I've watched you often in the ring.

I saw your last fight.

Pity about that.

- I read about it in the papers.
- Yeah.

By the way, my
name's Ravenscourt.

Hello.

- What are you doing now?
- Nothing.

Seeing as there are plenty of
jobs you can do with one hand.

But they want two-handed
men to do them.

Mm. I suppose you weren't in the
game long enough to make your fortune?

No. I saved a bit.

You can't do much
in a thousand quid.

- You could invest it.
- In what?

You could buy a small
business for £1,000.

What sort of business?

Well, uh...

a tobacconist.

I know one that's going
for just that amount.

Sounds like a good idea.

Think it over and let me know.
I'd be delighted to help you.

I wouldn't want to bother you.

It's no bother at
all. It's a pleasure.

- Hello, Mike. How you doing?
- Hi, boys.

- Hi.
- This is Mr, um...

Ravenscourt.

- Joe Halsey.
- How do you do?

Eddie Blaine.

- How do you do?
- Hi.

What are you boys drinking?

- Beer's fine, thanks.
- Beer for me too.

Three beers, Molly,
and have one yourself.

Oh, thanks very much.

- You having another?
- No, not this time, I'm just off.

Oh, nice to have met you.
I'll see you around sometime.

- Yes, I'm here most mornings.
- So are we.

We're sort of charter
members, the Lame Dog Club.

What's that?

No, he's kidding. We're
all in a spot of trouble.

We meet here every
morning to cheer ourselves up.

Well, there are worse ideas.

Perhaps I can join.

Oh, go on, Mr Rave. What
troubles have you got?

You'd be surprised, Molly.

I'm late. Tomorrow,
the same time.

- Bye.
- Sure, fine.

Oh, and I'll try and see that
man with the business today.

Thanks.

He's a nice chap.
What's he do, Molly?

Oh, he was in the Army.
Got decorated and everything.

What's he do now?

Nothing. He doesn't have
to, he's got pots of money.

Lot of fuss about nothing.

You're not the only one who's got a
right to be sick around here, you know?

Mary's case and mine
are rather different.

Yeah, you're not
gonna have a baby.

There's no need
for you to be coarse.

Besides, if you're so
worried about Mary's health

why don't you stay
in and look after her?

If you wanna know, I went
around the American Embassy

to try to find some way of getting
Mary and me back to the States

without paying for it.

Oh, so you've spent all
your money, have you?

Well, if you were half a man,
you'd work your passage back.

I could look after Mary.

Yeah, you could
look after her, alright.

Spending half the time having
her chase around waiting on you

and the other half scaring
the living daylights out of her.

- How dare you!
- I've heard ya.

What a bad time you had when
she was born, how you almost died

how you swore you'd
never go through it again.

Mary has a right
to know the truth.

Mary's got a right not to be frightened
sick by a selfish, morbid, wicked old...

Oh.

Perhaps I'd better
leave you, Doctor.

Yes, you phrased it a
trifle strongly, Mr Halsey

but you're quite
right, of course.

She's driving Mary
out of her mind, Doc.

She's not sleeping nights,
she's not eating right.

What am I gonna do?

The only solution is to
get her away, right away.

Back to America
as soon as possible.

I'm broke, Doc.

Yes, er...

- I would help you if I could...
- Oh, no, no, no, thanks.

Um...

Well, what happens
if I don't get her back?

If you don't, there may well
be serious consequences.

- For the baby, you mean?
- Not only the baby.

Now, try not to worry.
It won't help her.

She'll sleep tonight. I've
left her a sedative to take.

- I'll come again tomorrow.
- Thanks, Doc.

- Hi.
- Hello.

- How do you feel, honey?
- I'm fine.

You musn't get worried, Joe.

I'm-I'm not worried.

You look great.

- What did he say?
- Who, the doc?

Oh, nothing much.
He just said that, uh...

well, the climate here
wasn't too good for...

Well, for Junior and, uh...

he thinks we ought to get
home as soon as we can.

Oh, but Joe, how can we?

I don't know.

There's one thing I'm sure of.

We're going...

and soon.

No,
don't put the light on!

What's up?

Oh, it's nothing. Just
a headache, that's all.

Did you find anything, dear?

Nah, same old story.

I got some other
news for you though.

I met a fella in a pub,
he gave me an idea.

Says he can fix it up for me.

What idea?

A business of our own.

A shop, Angie.

- A shop?
- Yeah, a tobacconist.

This fella knows of one going.
Says he can get it for 1,000.

£1,000?

Yeah.

Our thousand.

- Oh, I'm sorry...
- Never mind that.

It's great, isn't it, Angie?

Just think of it, our own
shop with a flat above.

No more worrying, no more
looking around for work I can't do.

I thought you'd
be pleased, Angie.

Oh, Mike.

Look, it's a good idea, Angie.

It could've been... last week.

Last week?

Here, something's up.

What is it?

Mike...

you haven't got your
thousand pounds anymore.

What?

Where is it?

It's Dave, he was arrested.

I made bail for him for £1,000.

He said he could prove he was innocent
if only he was given a little time.

Will we get it
back after the trial?

No, we won't! He's gone!

He's run away, he's out of the
country! He'll never come back.

Well, what about my thousand?

The police
have got it! We can't get it back.

I've asked about it.

They can't do that.

It's my money.

I earned it!

I'm sorry, Mike.

I had to do it.

Look at me.

Look at me!

You see what I see?

Now what did I do it for?

Money.

The money we were saving together! The
money I was going to buy that shop with!

And what have I
got for my trouble?

Stone deaf in one ear,
half-blind and only one hand!

What sort of a man
does that make me?

Don't, Mike...

Don't.

Twelve years of fighting.

Twelve years of being
punched round the ring!

What have I got to show for it?

Nothing.

Nothing!

Mike, dear...

Please...

I'll put it right.

I had to do it, he's my
brother, but give me a chance

and I'll put it right.

- What can you do?
- I can work!

I'll find a job. As long
as we're together...

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Angie.

It'll be alright.

You know, Mike, you should've
kept your money in the bank.

I thought it was
safe where it was.

No money is safe where a
woman can get her hands on it.

Where would you keep your
money, Joe? If you had any.

Wouldn't keep it
anyplace, I'd use it.

There must be some place around here
a guy can put his hands on some dough.

There's a Post Office
just across the street.

- That's very funny.
- No, it isn't very.

I know what you mean though.

Lots of money on the other side of that
counter but it belongs to somebody else.

Yes, maddening, isn't it?

Do you know that in a few nights from
now, there'll be something like £100,000

passing through
into that building?

Yeah? How come?

Registered packets
from the banks.

Returning old treasury notes to
the Bank of England for re-pulping.

You mean they send it
through the mail just like that?

Yes.

No one has the serial
numbers so they're easy to pass.

I still say that's very funny.

Sorry, Joe.

I was only joking.

Here, let me get
you another drink.

Same again, please, Molly.

Hey, ya know something?

That guy talks too much.

Maybe he's just trying to cheer
us up in a weird sort of way.

He's right about
one thing though.

They do get rid of
the money that way.

Yeah?

Yeah. Expect they bring
it in a van or something.

That's it, Mike.

Just an ordinary
Post Office van.

There is one snag, of course.

There are vans turning up
at that building all the time.

Day and night.

But which one has £100,000?

You mean you know all the
rest and you don't know that?

I daresay I could
find out for you.

Well, that's fine. Then we plan
the job, grab the dough and...

all wind up in jail.

Hey! Eddie.

- Going home?
- Yeah, it's getting late.

Yeah. Uh, you're expecting
your wife back today, aren't you?

That's right.

Well, now, look, don't
do anything stupid.

You're in enough trouble as it is.
You know what you're gonna get...

Well, you know what you're
gonna get for desertion?

Joe, you've got your
problems, I've got mine.

Why don't you let me
handle mine in my own way?

It's OK.

- I'll see ya, Joe.
- So long, boy.

Leave it there, darling.

We'll just have one quick drink,
then go and find some lunch.

Stuffy, isn't it?

Missing the sea air already?

There's no air of
any sort in here.

Place has been all
closed for five days now.

Five beautiful, heavenly days.

Well, Todd...

darling.

Welcome home.

Bless you, sweetheart.

Bottoms up.

Eddie!

What are you doing here?

Just waiting to welcome
you home, sweetheart.

But you're supposed
to be in Germany.

I changed my mind.

Did you have a nice vacation?

You've got it wrong.
Not "vacation", Mr Blaine.

Location.

We've been on location
with the film, you know?

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

Oh.

Todd, I think you'd better
go down and wait in the car.

This is where we came in.

- Whatever you may think...
- Whatever I may think, Mr Maslin

can't be as dirty as the truth.

Now, get out of here before
I do something about it!

Now, just a minute, Blaine.

I think it's about time you
and I understood one another.

We do. We do, Mr Maslin.

You take what you can get.

And I try to keep
what belongs to me.

I'd say that was a pretty fair
summary, wouldn't you, Denise?

Darling, if there's anything...

Please go, Todd.

Alright, I'll go.

I'll see you tomorrow, darling.

Alright, I'm going!

But I'm not satisfied.

You satisfied now, Mr Maslin?

Any questions?

If you didn't go to Germany, I
suppose now you're a deserter.

That's right, I'm a deserter.

But Eddie, why didn't
you go to Germany?

Because I had a little
job to do here first.

Something I should've
done a long time ago.

What stupid thing do
you have in mind now?

It isn't stupid. A little late,
maybe, but it isn't stupid.

What are you going to do, Eddie?

I should've done
this five years ago!

Eddie, stop it! Eddie!

Eddie!

Stop it!

- Have a good bath! You need one!
- Eddie!

Eddie! Oh...

Oh, I hate you! I
hate you! I hate you!

Eddie!

Eddie!

Hello, dear.

Harry phoned this morning.

- Oh?
- Yes.

I've paid him.

I've got your cheque
back. There it is.

And there's your
ticket and passport.

The plane leaves London
Airport at three in the morning.

I've ordered the
car for half past one.

I may have to meet
you at the airport.

I've got something on tonight.

Got something on?

What? What on Earth do you mean?

That's entirely my business, and I
think you're assuming rather a lot...

Rave, no, please, don't
let's have all that over again.

You know, darling, it's only because
of you that I'm determined to go.

I don't relish the idea of having nothing
but planters and their wives to paint

but if we both try, I'll
settle down and so will you.

We'll be happy
together, I promise.

Shelling coffee beans
is not my idea of heaven.

You'd better be there, Rave.

You know...

I really wouldn't want
to live without you.

Being alone is something we all have
to get used to sometime or another.

Does that mean
you're not coming?

Not necessarily.

A change of climate may suit me.

And perhaps I won't be
able to live without you...

after all.

Here, let me help you pack.

I brought one for Rave.
He should be here soon.

Oh, hello, boys.

They say money
can't buy happiness.

I don't know, maybe
they're wrong, maybe it can.

Well, looks like
the end of Denise.

At least I got a letter
from her saying goodbye.

You know, in the Army, they
taught me not to think for myself.

Well, they did a pretty good job.
I can't think for myself anymore.

Maybe I can help.

You know, it occurs to me that you
three have something in common.

Yeah, we're all in great shape.

You're in trouble, all of you.

Because you haven't
got the guts to get out of it.

It's alright for you, Rave.

You've got money.

Yes... I have.

And have you ever
wondered why I've got it?

Where it comes from?

It's your business.

It's yours too.

You know, when I came back from the
war, I realised that while I'd been away

the others, the ones who stayed
at home, had that chance and took it

with both hands.

There was money to be made.

Lots of money, and they made it.

Do you remember how
they welcomed us back?

They waved and
cheered us in the streets

but that's about all
they ever did for us.

Oh, no, not that
old story again.

I don't know, Eddie, you
take my boss back home now.

What are you trying to do,
Rave? Play Robin Hood?

- Could be.
- What do you want us to do?

Steal the Crown
Jewels? Rob a bank?

Hey, Rave. You got
something on your mind.

If it's what I think it is...

you're crazy.

It needn't concern you,
if you don't want it to.

There's a young woman who
works in that Post Office over there

holds quite a
responsible position.

We've become... rather
good friends lately.

She gave me this.

She's become a little...
irresponsible, I'm afraid.

£90,000.

That's the sum
of money involved.

Twelve sackfuls of registered packets taken
out of the vans and into the Post Office.

Only three men, four of us.

No violence, just a straight right
to the jaw perhaps, nothing more.

Transfer the sacks
into my car and away.

At 11 o'clock.

Tonight.

Let me get you
boys another drink.

Same again, please, Molly.

Thank you.

Well?

Well what?

There are some things I
am and some things I'm not.

One of the things
I'm not is a thief.

Neither am I.

But aren't you supposed to
be in Germany at the moment?

That's not what I mean,
Rave, and you know it.

Alright then.

You're a good boy.

Are you, Eddie?

You behave yourself.

You keep the law.

And so does Joe and Mike.

- You're all three good boys.
- What's wrong with that?

All the good boys got themselves
killed in the war, should've done.

The good die young.

That's what we were meant to do.

You ask the ones
who stayed at home.

But we didn't die.

Oh, no. We fooled
them, we stayed alive.

And worse than
that, we came back.

So now we're in the way.

We're redundant.

We're not wanted.

They can't do that to me.

I want my share.

Then you'll have
to take it, Mike.

Let them try and stop me.

They'll try.

And if you fight back,
they'll put the law on you.

The law? What's the
law ever done for me?

- Took my thousand quid.
- That's what I mean.

Look at Joe.

You couldn't get a
job because of the law.

You, with a wife and kid coming.

You're speaking nonsense, Rave.

Prove it.

That's just it, I can't.

There are some things I could say
that would throw those words of yours

into the garbage can
where they belong.

Right now, I can't
think what they are.

Maybe I don't want to.

You're being a
sentimentalist, Eddie.

I'm showing you life as it is.

And here is an opportunity of living
it the way you would like it to be.

You're crazy.

We're all crazy for
even listening to you.

Tell me, Rave.

How come you wanna
steal the money?

Because I want to help you.

You three are in trouble.
Trouble you don't deserve to be in.

I want to get you out
of it and this way, I can.

That's if you want
me to, of course.

If you don't, oh, well,
let's forget about it.

Well...

Guess I'll be going home.

What about you two? You
must make up your minds.

This is your last chance.

Do you want a divorce?

Do you want to be a
one-armed beggar?

Do you want your wife to die?

Over £20,000.

Each.

We'd never pull it off.

You're wrong.

We could.

We're going to.

Now, listen. This is my plan...

Why did you have to steal a
car? You said we'd use yours.

This one's faster.

That case on the
floor, Mike. Open it.

What's this?

What's the idea of the guns?

I thought you said no violence.

I'm not gonna use this, Rave.

If you'll do as you're
told, you won't have to.

Excuse me, sir.
You can't park here.

I'm sorry, Officer.

What are you doing?

Rave! Cut it out!

Hello, M2GW.

Hello, M2GW.

This is 4H calling.
This is 4H calling.

This is an all-stations call.

- No!
- Come here!

Rave!

That's it.

We can't make it in the car.

Then we'll have to
take the alternative plan.

Grab the sacks and meet me in the
churchyard. Everything is arranged there.

Mike and I will cover you.

Hurry!

Right, quick as you can!

Do you want them to take
us? Why didn't you fire?

You said there'd be no firing.

I've always fought clean, Rave.

I'm going to give myself up.

Don't be a fool, Mike.

They'll hang you.

I'll take a chance on that.

Hold it!

ANNOUNCER'S VOICE
Four... five...

six...

seven...

eight...

nine...

Eddie, I'm scared.

What are we doing here?

How did we ever
get into this mess?

I don't know how we got into it.

I know one thing, Joe.

We're never gonna get out of it.

Where's Mike?

They've got him.

Poor old Mike.

I'd sooner any of us than him.

What happened? Couldn't
you have helped him?

I tried to.

But a stray bullet got him.

Mike was a good guy.

What's he doing dead out there?

You sure you tried to help him?

Or did you think maybe the
money could be split three ways?

I wanted the money
split four ways too.

But if it has to be split three
ways, that's the way it's going to be.

We've got to get out of here!

What'll we
do with the money?

We'll bury it as planned.

Here, take this.

We'll come back
for the rest later.

I'm staying with you
full-time until we do.

Why?

Don't you trust me, Eddie?

Sure I trust you.

Like I trust myself.

Follow me.

Alright, boys.

We go over one at a time.

Which are the live rails?

The middle one in every
three. You go first, Joe.

Just watch yourself.
You'll be alright.

I'll see you on the other side.

Come on!

OK, Eddie.

You go now.

What's the matter? You scared?

Just keep over the
lines, you'll be alright.

It's not the lines
I'm worried about.

Alright.

Follow me.

Eddie!

Come on!

Come on!

We've only one chance.

There's a station about a
quarter of a mile down this tunnel.

Well, what happens if
a train comes through?

Then we'll be joining
Eddie and Mike. Come on!

I think we're safe now.

You alright?

What happened to Eddie?

He panicked when he
saw that train coming.

Tripped and fell
over a live rail.

I tried to save him
but it was too late.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

And you tried to save Mike too.

Why shouldn't Mike have
been hit by a stray bullet?

Why shouldn't
Eddie have tripped?

I don't know.

I got a look at you back there.

You were having
a whale of a time.

You enjoy killing people,
don't you? You love it.

All that stuff you were giving us about
the people that stayed out of the war.

You didn't fight for your country,
you fought because every day

you could do the one thing
that really makes you happy.

You could kill.

But from now on, as
long as I'm with you

I'm taking good care of myself.

There's £90,000 hidden in
that churchyard back there

and you and I are the only two
people in the world that know about it.

How can I be sure you don't
want that money for yourself?

I don't want any
part of it, it's all yours.

I got enough to get me and Mary back
to the States and I don't want anymore.

Oh, no, Joe.

We went into this thing together,
and you're not walking out on me now.

Come on, we've been
on this train long enough.

Mind the doors...

Oh, Joe. Where have you
been? I've been so worried.

Mary, you better get your
things packed. We're going.

Going? Where?

Home.

I've got seats on a plane
leaving in two hours.

Come on, come
on. Let's get going.

Don't listen to him, Mary.

Don't listen to him!

But Joe, how can we go tonight?

How did you get the tickets?
How did you pay for them?

Darling, you're not
in trouble, are you?

Yes. Yes, that's it!

He's in trouble with the
police! They're after him.

What did I tell you?

Get out of here,
will you? Get out!

You see, Mary,
you see? It's true!

Be quiet, Mother.

Darling, it is
alright, isn't it?

You've just gotta trust me, Mary.
There's not much time, and...

We've got to go.

Yes, Joe, but why tonight?

That's it. Either we
go tonight, or not at all.

Please believe me.

Yes, Joe, I do, but...

Don't listen to him,
Mary! He's lying.

You can't leave me!

You can't go away with him now!

How about it, Mary?

We got 15 minutes.

Here is an
announcement for passengers on BOAC

'Argonaut Flight 159 to Nairobi.

Will you please have your passports
ready and follow the green light

to Customs and Immigration.

How much longer they gonna be?

Passengers on
Pan American Flight 201 to New York

please proceed to the plane.

That's us, darling.
We're on our way.

I, uh...

gotta put something right
before I leave the country, I...

have to make a phone call.

But Joe, we'll miss the plane!

No, you go ahead.
Grab the seats.

No, I'll wait here. I don't
like you to leave me.

We'll never leave each other
again, once we get on that plane.

Alright, but hurry.

Give me the police.

Hello?

Yeah.

Look, never mind
my name and address.

I just want to tell you where the money
from the Post Office raid is hidden.

No, no, I'm not... I'm
not giving any names.

I just want the
money to be returned.

OK.

Take down this address.

I'm sorry, madam, but
we can't wait any longer.

Would you mind
going on board now?

Mary.

Joe!

Darling, I thought
you'd left me.

Come on, everyone's
waiting in the plane.

Let's go, honey.

Joe?

Joe, what is it?

Joe!

Mary...

Mary...

There's...

there's not much
time before they come.

I can't make the plane.

- You go.
- But what is it? What's happened?

You're bleeding!

I just got mixed up
with the wrong guy...

took a chance...
didn't work out.

I... I love you, Mary.

I love you very much.

I... I wish...

Joe!

Four men.

Four women.

Four dead men.

Buried here forever is what
they thought they died for.

£90,000.

'An illusion called money

which, in the end, would
really have helped none of them

would it?

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