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Two. Four.

303.

Steve?

Nice of you to hurry over, Mrs. Peel.

I asked you to help me search, but
this... Well, somebody beat us to it and

just missed him.

Must have taken the service stairs.

Oh, well.

Ted Murphy.

Found dead in an alleyway last night.

What was he working on?

That's the odd thing, just routine
security.

He was keeping tabs on some scientific
types.

Obviously he found something that wasn't
routine.

I had hoped we might find a lead here.

Somebody else had the same idea.

Strange.

What's that?

These golf cards.

Highly suspicious.

I was just wondering why he never seems
to have played beyond the 12th hole.

You see?

They're all marked after the 12th and
then... Smartly into the 19th.

And another thing. This receipt.

All this equipment was bought only a few
days ago.

Poor Ted.

Never had a chance to swing his steel
shafted handle to head balanced niblick

was shot with a rifle at long range
right down the fairway

Golf something to do with golf you
suppose

perhaps it'll help.

It's custom -made

I don't know about the tall one, but the
stocky one is Adams. Dr. Peter Adams.

A scientist. One of those Murphy was
keeping an eye on.

Come on, hurry up. We'll catch them.

Members only this weekend.

There's a tournament.

Members only.

Oh, that's marvellous. I hate playing on
a crowded course, don't you, Mrs Peel?

You're a member?

Fully paid up as of yesterday.

You're a secretary?

Acting unpaid.

The secretary's away. I'm Collins, the
club professional.

Extraordinarily nice of you to come out
and welcome us.

After you, Mrs Peel.

Any sign of Dr. Adams?

No. Good.

Beat him to it, then.

Come along, Tiaf.

Nice, innocent way of striking up an
acquaintanceship with Adam.

He'll be along in a moment.

We'll have to make up a four.

Get off on the right foot.

On a nice, friendly... Where do you

off at three o 'clock?

Which is now. Well, we'll just drive off
then. Three o 'clock.

That's when we're supposed to leave.

If you'll kindly step aside.

Well, you got off on the right foot.
That was a really friendly basis.

They seem to be in a bit of a hurry.

It would be a good idea if you inspected
the course.

Played a hole or two.

Solo? Much less conspicuous.

Don't lose them. I'm going to snoop
around the club.

It's quite simple.

Why not alter the playing schedule?

Well, it's not just a question of all
the work involved altering the playing

schedules, Colonel.

I mean, it's also a matter of... Mr.
Steed.

Oh, hello. I was just limbering up.

Well, Collins.

Yes, Mr. Steed, Colonel Watson.

How do you do? How do you do? New
member? Yes.

Yes, I thought so, thought so.

Quick to spot an unfamiliar face, eh,
Collins?

Oh, you know all your members.

Just about, yes.

Then you must know a friend of mine, Ted
Murphy.

Shall we get on with your lesson,
Colonel?

Hmm.

All right.

Oh, yes, yes, of course, right away.

No, no, no, let's get the grip right
first. Turn your left hand further up.

That's better.

I hope you like the club, Mr. Steed.

Colonel. Oh, yes, sorry.

Very much.

You're demons for punctuality here,
aren't you? I tried to tee off a while

A couple of chaps insisted they had it
booked for three o 'clock.

Ah, not bad.

You're still not pivoting enough on that
backswing. Pivot your shoulders and

keep your head still.

Quite a tricky course.

Tricky, old chap.

Eighth hole's an absolute boundary.
Isn't that right, Collins? An absolute

boundary.

How about the thirteenth?

Why the thirteenth?

Superstitious, old chap.

They say it's a hard one to finish.

How long were they out of sight?

About half a minute, no more. You moved
that one.

You heard nothing?

I was the tiniest bit preoccupied.

Dodging driverless caddy cars, it was
like that.

Losing Adams worries me most.

Well, how important was he anyway?

Dr. Peter Adams, number one at Catherby
Hall.

It doesn't count, son.

Catherby Hall.

Oh, that's the research centre for the
Mistral Guidance System.

They must be very valuable.

I'm doing rather well. Yes, worth a
caddy car or two.

All right, you stay here.

Keep a steady hand.

I'll have another look around the staff
room.

Alone at last got you in me power.

Waversham. Bertie Waversham, club
captain.

How do you do? How do you do?

I've been waiting for the opportunity to
welcome you to the club.

I'd never press you to another drink if
I knew you were playing.

And never ask anyone to drink while
driving.

You get it? While driving.

Mm -hmm.

I'd say it'd be nice if we were paired
against each other in the tournament,

wouldn't it?

Wouldn't mind giving you a stroke or
two, on or off the course.

You had a good round, did you?

I'll take this for you.

Keep them gently.

Then there's an arty dog.

Then there's a nasty dog leg at the
fourth.

But you can... I said, dear lady, I'm
not boring, am I?

I said, I'm not boring, am I?

Who is that man?

Frank Reed.

As I was saying... What does he do?

Some sort of technician, I think.

Radio or something.

Queer sort of cove.

Keeps very much to himself.

Lost your ball, Mr. Steed? On the
contrary.

Found it.

With a bend.

Someone forgot to shout four.

You seem to spend a great deal of time
in here.

Looking for my clubs.

Those?

Oh, thank you.

You should have asked the caddy master.

He'd have brought them to you. Didn't
want to bother him. That's what he's

for.

Return this to its owner, please.

Shouldn't be hard to find.

A drive that could do this should be
someone with a strong arm.

Someone with a professional touch.

Dean.

Yes, I've seen him.

Also had a chance of studying his golf
equipment.

Fascinating.

Guaranteed to put a hole in one every
time.

Do you think Adams is dead?

Adams is far too valuable alive.

Could they be holding him somewhere?

Very likely.

But he's bound to be missed.

Well, they can't expect to cover up
indefinitely, could they?

Well, let's ask Mr. Reed.

Oh, Mr. Reed.

It's about Dr.

Adams. Adams, your golfing partner.

Why? Well, an extraordinary thing has
happened. He seems to have disappeared.

Into thin air.

Disappeared? I left him just a few
moments ago.

A few moments ago? You were in the bar.
He wasn't with you.

Someone looking for me?

Ah, there you are, Frank.

Care to put in a spot of practice before
dinner?

Well, one thing's certain.

Whatever's going on, Adams is obviously
a willing party to it.

Let him out of our sight for a moment.

What is it?

Damsden, Bell Damsden. Ah,

Collins.

Just taking a peeper to the playing
order tomorrow. I see you haven't pared

off yet.

That's right.

Haven't found a partner for Dr. Adams
yet, either.

No. It'd be very convenient if I was
playing Adams, teeing off at 11.

I'm afraid you'll have to take the luck
of the draw.

It would be very convenient, Colin.

Did you manage to? Yes, I think so.

Well, Adams, old boy, what's it to be
then, no?

Are you sure we have time? Of course
there's time. Relax.

And for goodness sake, stop looking at
your watch.

Yes, I thought that birdie on the tent
today was quite a feat.

Don't you agree, old boy?

What was the outcome of your picket
stick?

Oh, very boring. I beat myself.

Adams, you're twitching like a rabbit.

Rabbit, dear lady?

Not a chance.

The greenkeeper's too alert.

Forages them out before they can start
their little family habits.

I don't know. No rabbit from this
course.

Do you mind if I join you? Not at all.

It's a privilege, you know. Once I sit
down, this becomes the captain's table.

Oh, the darn thing's happening again.

Again? Same thing happened last night.
About the same time, too.

First the darn thing's dimmed and
flickered, and then they went out.

Only for a few moments, mind.

Must be something on the blink of the
local power station, I think.

Excuse us, Captain.

What's going on?

What are you doing out here, and who
else is out here with you?

Well, that's what I'd like to know.

What brought you out here?

I heard a sound and came to investigate.

It's a caddy car.

There's one of them missing. There must
be a reason.

Involving Reed and Adams?

Wouldn't it be better if we pooled our
resources?

Yes, all right, all right.

It is Reed.

He keeps insisting that he be paired off
with Dr. Adams.

And always at the same time.

Must he off at 11 in the morning?

Must he off at 3 o 'clock in the
afternoon?

He even tried to bribe me.

So that he'd play Dr. Adams tomorrow.

And will he?

Only if he beats his opponent.

The luck of the draw. The winner plays
Dr. Adams at 3 o 'clock tomorrow

afternoon. And what about...

Over here, Mrs. Peel.

Very interesting.

There's been some sort of struggle.

A fight.

And these footprints... Are mine.

Where have you been? I've been halfway
over the golf course. Chasing invisible

men.

What about this fight of yours?

It was with Collins.

He's over there on the green.

Well, he was here.

Right here.

Shot with a golf ball.

What? With a badge on it.

And then I heard a sound, and I saw a
sort of one -man tank with a huge gun

mounted on it.

Shot with a golf ball?

Mm -hmm.

One -man tank.

Mrs. Peel, are you sure that you...
Positive.

Collins was here.

Perhaps he isn't dead.

Perhaps he's recovered and returned to
the office.

Perhaps I'd better go and see.

I'll check the clubhouse. We'll take up
the matter of that one -man tank later.

Ah, Steed, old chap. Wonder where you
got to.

Taking a quiet stroll around the course.

Around the course?

Oh, club rules, old chap.

No night strolls. Danger of damaging the
greens.

Mostly regular.

Still, I suppose you'll do it again, now
that you know.

I've got the playing order for the
tournament here. I'm just going to pin

I'm set against Waversham here.

Hard luck, old chap.

And you're up against Reed.

We tee off at 11.

Make quite a change for you, playing
someone other than Dr. Adams.

We're paired together.

How's your game?

Good at Glen Eagles.

Fair to middling at Pebble Beach.

So we meet tomorrow.

Good evening, sir. Good evening.

Would you care to step inside?

You can tell the box that Dr. Adams is
safely back.

No slip -ups.

Only Collins.

What? Snooping about on the green.

A bit too close for comfort.

But you needn't worry.

He won't be bothering us again.

You used that thing on him.

Much quieter.

Much more effective.

But you killed him.

The boss won't like that.

No alternative?

No, I suppose not.

Anyway, by tomorrow afternoon, it'll all
be over, thank goodness.

That's something I wanted to ask you.
Have you seen the playing order, sir?

I'm playing Steed at 11, and the winner
plays Dr. Adams at 3.

I hope you win, sir.

I'll win.

We don't yet know how good a player
Steed is. I don't care how good he is.

win. You mean you'll win by hook?

Or by crook.

Yes, if I have to.

Depend on it.

I'll knock Steve out of the tournament.

The devil is that doing here?

I told you to keep it out of sight. It
was out of sight.

I told him not to put those things up
there.

What's the matter with this jittery on
edge?

Never mind. Tomorrow it'll be plain
sailing.

Yes.

Oh, one more thing.

Should something go wrong tomorrow and
this fellow Stede should win... Then

he'll sign his own death warrant.

If he wins, you'll have to kill him.

Ah, good morning.

Morning.

Oh, a very nice day for it. Shall we
begin?

Right away.

Right, gentlemen, you know the rules.

Just eat.

Heads.

Heads it is.

Ah, good start.

Would you care to... Magnanimous. Low
cunning.

I like to assess the opposition as soon
as possible.

Good shot.

No, no West final.

I should be playing a number three ball.

Equally good shots.

Equally. A shade better, don't you
think?

Of course, not me at my best. I have to
loosen up a bit.

Bad luck, old chap. Get a soft spot. Bit
tricky playing that as it lies.

Now, you must be in the rough anyway.

Don't think so lucky again.

Think it's over there.

Do play through, old chap.

Fear not, for ere this day is done, you
shall have a hole in one.

I am your fairy godmother.

You?

Me. I want you to win this game. Why?
Have you got money on me?

I overheard Mr. Reed.

He has to play Dr. Adams at three o
'clock this afternoon.

In order to do that, he's got to beat
you.

The way things are going, that doesn't
look too likely.

This is mine.

You must have overshot.

Probably into the bunker on the other
side.

Do you mind, old boy?

Town him for, old boy.

But I never saw you. Fair's fair. I
didn't see you come out of that bunker.

That was an auspicious victory.

Reid thought it was suspicious.

It was a good idea of mine, didn't you
think?

Knock Reid out of the tournament, throw
him off balance and see what he does

next.

I wonder what he will do next.

Further bulletins will be issued in due
course.

In the meanwhile, no callers.

No sudden movement.

It was a near thing.

If it hadn't been for my trusty hat.

It's really to the height of pessimism
to have a hat lined with chain mail.

Well, we solved the problem of what Mr.
Reed would do next.

Ah.

Any further amusing speculations?

Yeah, one.

This.

I found it in the staff office, along
with a very large telescope.

Look.

Here's Orion.

Here's Leo.

And here is a star that doesn't exist.

It's not marked on any of the charts.

New star?

Possibly. I put through a call to
Greenwich Observatory. They should know.

How are you, old chap?

I heard about that nasty little accident
of yours.

Still haven't discovered the darn pool I
drove off without shouting for. Don't

worry about me, Colonel. I'm on the
mend. Oh, just the same. Bad luck.

You're due to play Adams this afternoon,
aren't you? Yes.

Oh, darn bad luck. Why?

Well, you'll scratch from the contest,
of course. I mean, can't expect you to

give up your best when you've just...
I'm not scratching. I'm itching to play.

Oh, we can't allow that, old chap. I
mean, after a nasty crack on the head

that, you really... I'm perfectly fit.
I'll play. I'll just rest here, conserve

my strength for the tea up.

Ah.

As you say, old man.

That's darn courageous of you.

Have it your own way.

My game against Adam seems to concern
quite a lot of people.

2 .55.

He's going to be late. Relax.

If he is, he forfeits the game.

Suppose the game drags.

Suppose we don't reach the 13th until
after 4 o 'clock. You'll be there. Just

play your usual game.

You'll be there dead on 4 o 'clock.

And Steed?

When you get to the 12th hole, make sure
he putts down first.

Then he won't bother you again.

This is for you, Mrs. Peel, from
Greenwich Observatory.

Professor Minley?

Neither is it a new star.

Actually, it's Vostik 2.

Vostik 2?

Yes, the latest satellite in orbit.

Of course, the Americans are much more
advanced in this field.

Vostik 2 can only handle one channel.

Channel? What sort of channel?

Why, television, of course. It's a
communications satellite.

Don't forget what I told you.

The 12th hull.

Dr. Adams, we get to play at last. At
last?

Well, you are rather an elusive fellow,
you know.

Tell.

Would you like to go first?

Yes.

Can't you worry, Dan?

The game ahead.

Of course, it appeared on that chart,
because at the moment, it is in orbit

this country. It has been for the past
month.

Today's the last day, though. I'm in
Surrey at the moment. What time will the

satellite be over today?

Passed over Surrey at 12 o 'clock.

And it's due next at 4 o 'clock this
afternoon.

And that's its final orbit.

They start plate 3 to be in position by
4.

Sorry, what is that?

Professor, if I wanted to use this
satellite, what would I need?

Well... television transmission
equipment and full cooperation from the

technicians. Thank you, Professor.

That puts you one up.

Still, things may change around about
the 13th.

Had to bring her along, sir.

She was going to spoil everything.

Well, well.

Welcome, Mrs. Peel.

Do the darn.

Oh, no, I'm afraid that seat's already
occupied.

Poor Mr. Collins, you know.

I haven't been able to dispose of him
yet.

Here, I think.

How's Jackson doing, sir?

Up, Periscope.

Oh, yes.

An admirable job.

Let's pull your chair a little closer,
Mrs. Peer, so that you can see.

Just over there, on the twelfth green.

Now, what do you see?

Jackson. And what is he doing?

He's putting something into the cup.

Yes, indeed he is.

Indeed he is.

Cheerful little device.

Landmine, very sensitive.

The weight of an ordinary golf ball will
set it off.

And, uh, coming towards the 12th is,
uh...

We'll see to it that the teat puts down
first, of course, and then... I'm afraid

it'll damage the greens considerably.

Admirable shot.

It won't be long now.

Well, Mrs. Peel, how do you like our
little setup?

Oh, I suppose to like it.

Admire, then.

Perfect, hmm?

Not only can Dr.

Adams tell his secrets...

And actually show how to apply them in
the minutest detail.

Beamed across the world by Bostic II.

Extending side by side in the same
laboratory.

Ah, good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Is Dr. Adams ready?

There'll be a delay.

Delay? You know the satellite moves out
of orbit within an hour. This is our

last chance to communicate direct.

Don't worry.

It'll only be a slight delay.

Mr. Steve.

Right.

Down periscope.

Dr. Adams will be here in a few moments.

That was a close one.

Wasn't it?

We are very anxious to see Dr. Adams
again.

Our engineers need some clarification of
the diagrams he gave us last time.

Here's Dr. Adams now, sir.

Come in, Doctor. We're waiting for you.

Look out!

Behind you!

I'm on your side.

How about finishing the game?

What's your handicap?

I thought you said it could be done in
one.

It can.

Give me a chance.

I've got to get it lined up.

Well, you've had plenty of practice.

That's a very tricky procedure.

A question of the wrist action.

That's the secret.