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In all my years as an archaeologist, I've never seen anything like it.
It's magnificent.
Where did you say you found it?
In the old gravel pits.
And it still had one of its gold wings?
Yes, but someone stole it. The same person who's been stealing from your
excavations, Professor.
Yes.
Where is it, Dykes?
What do you mean?
Oh, come on, man. You stole the wing and then you came back here to steal the
helmet.
It'll go easier with you if you tell us where it is.
Very well.
I'll leave the helmet in your safekeeping, Doctor.
Good night.
Good night.
How much is it worth?
Oh, impossible to say, young man.
Incomplete as it is, it's priceless.
Priceless?
Good morning.
How's your brother today?
Oh, he's all right.
He's a bit sorry for himself.
Morning, Professor.
Ah, good morning, young lady.
I've been hoping to see you.
Professor Mars has told me what happened last night.
Yes. It was Dykes that was stealing from here, too.
I can hardly believe it. When they searched his rooms, they found...
boxes of stuff, all neatly labelled, from other excavations as well.
It's funny that he should know the right things to take.
If Black Beauty hadn't stopped him, he'd have taken the helmet and everything.
Right. A very perspicacious animal.
Now, young lady, do you think you could find that young boy who was here
yesterday? Robbie, I think so. What for?
Well, isn't it obvious?
Those boys...
found an object, but not all of it. We might find the rest of it, and perhaps
other things as well, where it came from. Of course. I'll get my pack.
No, Peter, you won't. What? You're staying in charge here.
Well, you didn't even recognize the helmet for what it was.
I hardly looked at it. It was so dirty.
Exactly. It needed a trained eye.
Oh, come on, no moping. Now, young lady, go and find that young boy, and we'll
meet at your house as soon as possible.
All right?
I'm sorry for what I said yesterday, Robbie.
They caught the thief last night, you know.
Come on.
Professor Miles wants to see you right away.
Yes, I'm sorry, Professor, but my son's ankle is very badly sprained. Well, I
can't allow him out of bed for several days.
I quite understand.
In fact, I'll only allow Robbie to go back to those pits if I come too.
Certainly. Glad to have you.
Ah.
Robbie, can you remember exactly where you found that helmet yesterday?
I think so.
I certainly hope so. It's very important.
Well, shall we go?
I had no idea the area was so vast.
Did you leave a mark where you found it?
No. But you're sure you can remember it?
If we start from the same place.
Right.
Mickey, I think you'd better go back.
But I... This isn't safe for Black Beauty.
I suppose so.
Is this it?
Sorry, no.
I thought you were back at the excavation. That?
Just a waste of time.
But the professor said... He was just trying to teach me a lesson.
It's one I can do without the old fool.
You won't tell him you've seen me?
No. He wants all the glory for himself. He'll stop at nothing.
Have they found anything?
I don't think so.
I don't think Robbie can really remember where it was.
There's so many of them. They all look alike.
It's a pity you didn't leave a sign. It could take months to investigate an area
like this. And perhaps even longer.
Water seeps into these pits and holes, turns them into death traps.
You never know when one of them is going to cave in.
Robbie!
Robbie!
Robbie.
Here. Hold my hand.
I was only... Now, that's enough.
Sorry, Professor, but it's too dangerous.
Yes. No, it's no good. We shall never find the lost piece.
But never mind.
You did your best.
But it wasn't good enough.
I should have gone with you. What difference would that have made?
It isn't work for old men. At least I wouldn't have stopped halfway.
My father made them stop.
Peter.
I'm sorry, Professor.
Oh, nil desperandum, don't you know?
We might not have found anything there anyway.
And we need special equipment and more helpers than I.
Anyway, I've got plenty to do here.
We've been...
Quite lucky, really.
Now that Dykes has been caught and the helmet found at last, we might even find
out what he did with the wing that he stole from you.
I've been wondering, how did Dykes know the helmet was in the barn?
Come on, Bridget.
Oh, hello, Professor.
Forgive me for calling again, Doctor. I know you're a busy man. Please don't
misunderstand me, but may I borrow the helmet?
Borrow it?
Yes, I thought you'd be worried, but I promise you it'll be safe.
I don't know. What do you want it for?
Shall we say for special research?
Say where you are.
Pete!
Turn out your pockets.
What? Turn out your pockets.
Come on.
Inside as well.
Is this what you're looking for, sir?
It's the wing.
That's the one that was stolen from me.
See, it does.
It fits.
It's magnificent.
And how did you come by this?
He must have sent Dykes to spy on Robbie.
Yes, and then sent him to the stable.
So it was you who told Dykes what to take. You can't prove it.
Any of it.
You will, of course, be dismissed from my staff and from the university.
And you'll spend the next five years behind bars.
The university couldn't afford the scandal.
Make no mistake, Mr. Stockman, it's not up to the university.
I got enough evidence from Dykes to make sure you stand trial, whatever happens.
I'm afraid, gentlemen, this time I'll take care of the evidence.
I
shouldn't worry
about Stockman. He's unimportant.
This is important.
So it was Stockman all the time. Yeah.
And we've got all the helmet back.
Apart from the broken bit.
Well, we never had that.
We might have, if I remember where we found it.
The professor said if we had that other bit, it would be the best in the whole
world.
Still, it's not your fault.
At least we should have kept looking.
beauty what is it all
right then stay here
what
are you doing here
I still haven't caught him.
Are you all right?
Yes.
I'm just thinking.
It's silly to trust anyone.
Oh, no, I think that's wrong.
I mean, well, people will often disappoint you, but if you lose faith
in people...
Well, you're the loser.
You remembered something, didn't you? You came back because you
remembered something.
What was it?
Show me.
What?
Do you remember this, Ness?
Is this the place?
Down there?
Come on.
Down you go.
Look, it's because of you I was found out, but I'm going to get something out
it, and you're going to help me.
You see anything?
No.
Keep looking.
The hole's filling up with water. I'm saying change.
You find something, and then I'll pull you up.
What is it, Beauty?
Something wrong?
Get Vicky!
Go on!
I don't know.
Well, Robbie took him.
Look. Hmm?
There's gravel on his legs.
Robbie.
Have you seen Robbie?
Over there somewhere, in one of the holes.
Right, we must get him out.
It's no use. It's caving in.
He's trapped.
Well, show me where he is, ma 'am.
Robbie!
Robbie!
Doctor!
Doctor Dawson!
Right,
where is the beauty?
Where is she?
Be careful.
The whole ridge is caving in.
It's Robbie. He's down there. But too much weight and he'll be buried. I
rope. Good night.
Now, Robbie, I want you to catch hold of the end of this.
You understand?
Good girl.
Stand by, Robbie.
No, no, no. I'll take it. I'm the lightest.
Be careful.
Hold on.
That was a close thing.
At least it settles the idea of digging here.
Now we shall never know whether there's anything buried up there or not.
I forgot.
I think I found it.
Dykes confessed when he heard we got Stockman.
Seems they plan to steal from as many of the excavations as possible and sell
the whole lot to foreign collectors.
Well, at least they didn't get this.
The most perfect example I've ever seen.
I'm glad the University Museum is going to have it because you can all come and
see it whenever you want to. And I hope it'll be soon because I shall miss you.
I shall miss you all very much.
Couldn't we just keep it?
For a little while.
No, we cannot.
Oh, I know you're feeling very pleased with yourself, but because of all the
trouble you've caused, you can just go and clean out Black Butte's stable.
But... After you've fed him.
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