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I am opposed to the killing of seals when it is done to make fur coats for

women.

I am even more violently opposed to the killing of whales, which is a monstrous

and a cruel business.

The fact that the killer whale will swallow more than 30 seals for breakfast

does not alter my feelings about these noble creatures.

The whale eats the seals from necessity, not because it wants a fur coat.

I am also, incidentally, opposed to the killing of people.

But if you must commit murder, then the best way to do it is with a pencil and

paper.

We writers probably kill more people than all the gangsters in the kingdom

together.

Here is a nice example of this kind of homicide.

Got a shiplon?

No.

There's some tea in the pot. It's getting cold. I was going to throw it

The beer I could use.

Better off without it.

You heard of anything?

No. You?

No.

No.

Have a sandwich.

Oh, no.

Good of you.

Why didn't you go back on the ship you came on?

I had an argument with the mate.

I lost.

Hit the crane instead of him. Needed five stitches.

They sailed without me.

Where did he come from?

Sometimes wonder.

Was born here, brought up there, fostered once, adopted twice.

So you know where to go to?

No family, no.

Thank you.

Who is it?

Me. Come on up.

Well?

Nothing.

The ship's coming out all the time.

Those bloody hooters drive me crazy.

There must be something.

Don't you ever listen to the news?

There's a shipping slump.

They're laying up tankers all over the world. I'd take anything.

Even deckhand, but there's nothing.

Here. No, I'd do anything, but I won't take that. Not from you.

Sooner what

How

do

you get into this game Me dad like girls

When I was 10

My mother used to send me off on my bike to go and find his car.

And then go and tell her which girl he was with.

So I didn't have many illusions.

Self protection.

Oi.

I don't want any trouble.

Where's your money?

I think I've killed him.

Do you have to smoke all the time?

Dropped the knife down a drain. First place they'll look.

Got it here.

Won it off a guy in the seaman's club.

Game of gin rummy.

They'll be turning that club inside out till they trace the knife to me.

Don't you know anyone that could help me?

This is your town, Diane. You must know someone that could get me on a ship.

I'll send you a postcard saying I miss you. A lot of guys miss you.

What about the drug scene?

Ships? Yachts?

Half the crew under false names?

found him.

For now, they'll be checking every out -of -work theme, and Diane, you must

someone.

Well, the man at the top, Sam Madrid.

Sam Madrid?

Don't girls gambling, he's in it all.

The trouble is, nobody sees Sam Madrid.

He only talks to mares and ship owners, not to bums like you.

Do you know him?

I used to know him once, on and off.

He was a gentleman, but tough.

What do you remember your name?

I wasn't down then.

I was... I was Anna.

Anna did him a favour once.

He said he was with her one night when he wasn't.

Where would I find him? When he moves around.

You could try a pub called The Grapes.

I'll miss you.

I really will miss you.

That's nice.

But you don't have to say so.

Find Anna, Dre.

Tell him.

Anna needs a favour.

Ardy.

Good luck.

Ardy.

Just this once.

Thanks.

Plaga, please.

Who's playing?

Both.

That's Madrid.

Can you turn it down a bit?

Ah,

that referee should be certified.

Here's a funny thing.

I came in here to ask you about a bloke called Madrid.

Sam Madrid.

Sam Madrid.

Don't want much, do you?

What do you want him for?

Need a ship.

We're in trouble.

Where do I find him?

We don't find him.

If he wants you, he'll find you.

I'm a friend of Diane's.

Anna's.

I don't know any Anna.

San Madrid's manager, Duke Schaefer.

She couldn't see Schaefer.

Where do I look for him?

He's got a restaurant by the Yacht Club.

But this time of night he'll be in his flat.

He runs midnight pork against a big spender.

That referee should be lynched in his classes.

I'll tell you something.

What's that?

Just like you are.

Make her through Schaefer's door.

Hey.

What do you want?

Come to see Doug Schaefer.

It's like a delivery, isn't it?

No delivery.

It's business.

What's your name?

He won't know my name.

Tell him it's about San Madrid.

And no funny business.

You mentioned Sam Madrid.

Got a message.

You don't need that gun.

You Schaefer?

You one of Sam's boys.

I'm a seaman.

Just his taste.

Need a ship?

Got any money?

No.

I'm a friend of Diane's.

Anna.

She said Madrid owed her a favour.

Sam owes no one favours.

I'll be there in a minute.

Just tell me where to find him, that's all.

It's time of night.

Sam will be in bed.

Where?

You're on the run.

It sticks out a mile.

Sam doesn't run charities.

You've cleaned me out, though.

I am skint.

Better luck next time, eh?

They'll be here next time.

I'll be back.

You can share the elevator with him. And don't write on the walls.

That game was crooked.

What do you expect in a place where the bloke opens the door with a gun?

You don't look like one of Schaefer's customers.

I came to ask about San Madrid, the man at the top.

San Madrid, the man at the top.

You know San Madrid?

Everyone knows San Madrid.

I need a ship.

Any ship.

Doesn't matter where it's going.

Madrid will get you out.

If he takes his sign there, he'll probably give you 50 quid as well.

Any idea where I'd find him?

He's a girl, I suppose.

He's a girlfriend now.

Who's she?

Estelle. Estelle Baker.

Lives in Harbour Builders.

It's a kind of a slummy district for San Madrid, isn't it? Same like slumming.

That's his kick.

Oh, dear.

Oh,

dear.

How do I get home?

Look at that.

I still had one chip left.

I could have played one more hand.

You take it.

Take it for luck.

I've come to see San Madrid.

He's not here. Get lost.

Are you Estelle?

I'm Estelle.

And I haven't seen San for a week.

I have to find him.

Look, Buster.

You go, I'll call the cops. I'm not kidding.

What's the matter with you? Are you sick?

I'm in trouble.

Sam was there earlier.

Where did he go?

You don't ask Sam where he goes.

Maybe he's at home.

He called there once in a while to collect his mail.

Where at home?

With his wife.

A cow called Maria.

I'm in the address.

Sam doesn't like people to find him.

I either want favours or make trouble.

I'd work for a favour.

He lives under another name. I'm not telling it to you.

I don't know you're not a cop.

I had a cop come here once, dressed like a punk, trying to make me talk about

someone.

Schaefer sent me.

Schaefer? Yeah.

He thought Madrid would be here.

I've got a message.

Schaefer didn't want to call in case the phone was tapped.

You're a cop who give a good performance.

And cops don't smell as if they hadn't eaten.

OK.

You know the casino they closed down last year?

Sam's place is just below one of those big houses.

Along that road with all the fence back behind gardens.

Number 12.

Bella Vista.

You can't miss it. Oh, don't tell him I said it, yeah?

Sorry, pal. You'll have to drop me off.

Here, sir.

Can't pay for any more.

Don't want to con you.

I should be glad you're not going to mug me.

You keep that.

I'm in a mess too.

The law.

Mother -in -law.

grab you unless I say so.

I've got a message for San Madrid.

Doug Schaefer sent me.

What's the message?

I've come a long way.

I need help.

Are you Maria?

Si, I am Maria.

I need your husband.

I need San Madrid.

They told me to come to him because he's the man at the top.

You want San Madrid, eh?

I want him badly.

You are too late.

San Madrid is dead.

Someone killed him.

With a knife.

Tonight.

Down by the market.