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Silence in Court!

John Arkwright you have been justly convicted of fraud.

Countless innocent people have been swindled out

of their life savings by your plausible time.

Therefore, I have no hesitation in sending you to prison for 7 years.

The judge has gone for your request to see your husband, Mrs Arkwright.

Just a couple of minutes.

John, are you all right?

It's my ordeal. Can I have a glass of water, please?

I'll get it.

- John, you look awful. - I'll be all right.

Don't worry. You have the verdict?

Yes.

Darling, it's not forever.

Don't be a fool. Do you think I'm gonna rust here for seven years?

- Get the money? - Yes.

I did it just like you said.

I'll explain later.

- You know where to take it. - Yes.

- Here you are, Arkwright. - Thank you.

Time to go, Arkwright.

Oh, good John!

Darling, no playing around while I'm away.

No.

Whatever happens, I'll be back.

Say, remember that during the lonely evenings ahead.

- Mr Chandler's office? - That's right.

My name is Mrs Arkwright. I believe he's expecting me.

Of course. Just a moment, please.

Come in.

Mr Chandler, Mrs Arkwright is here to see you.

Oh, show her in, Lauren.

Mrs Arkwright.

Come in, Mrs Arkwright.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

This is my associate, Steven Farrow.

How do you do?

May I say how sorry I was to read of your husband has had a little bit of trouble?

He had very bad luck.

You know, seven years can be a pretty stiff sentence if you're not used to it.

Mr Chandler, I believe my husband had some sort of arrangement with you.

Arrangement?

Oh yes, in a way you might call it that.

He asked me to give you this.

Five hundred?

Yes.

Check it, Steve.

- Can't you believe me? - Oh, yes, of course. Just making sure.

You know, it's a wicked world, Mrs Arkwright.

He also said there was another thousand when the job was done.

Uh-huh.

That's a lot of money Mr Chandler. What exactly are you going to do for it?

Your husband hasn't told you?

No, but I can guess.

Let's keep it that way, shall we?

While you're only guessing, you can't get hurt.

- It's all that, just as the dame says. - Excellent.

Oh, there's just one more thing, Mrs Arkwright.

Did you bring the photograph of your husband?

Yes, will this do? I'm afraid it's the only one I have.

This is fine.

- Well, is that all? -For the time being.

If we want any more help, Steve will contact you.

Well, whatever you do, do it quickly.

I'm not used to waiting around for anyone.

Even a husband.

We'll try not to keep you waiting too long, Mrs Arkwright.

- Good-bye. . Good-bye.

Yeah, I'll see you out, Mrs Arkwright.

I hope you'll find us satisfactory, Mrs Arkwright.

I'm sure I will.

- Good-bye. - Good-bye.

Attractive woman Mrs Arkwright.

I don't know.

All the same, you bachelors.

I've never mixed business with pleasure.

You know? You ought to get married.

Big advantage in our profession. Gives a man roots.

No, I'm not cut out for it. I've always been a bit of a lone wolf.

Wolf is right.

Let's see, Arkwright is in Brentville, isn't he?

Yes.

Now, what about Jim?

What about Charlie Reed again?

No, no, we had him last time. He needs a rest.

We've gotta have someone we haven't used recently.

Ah, here we are: George Munro.

- That's our man. - All right if you say so.

I don't know anything about him, though.

No, you wouldn't. The last job he did for me was over three years ago.

In this Brentville?

Yes, it wouldn't be on the list if he didn't

Look, Steve, don't worry so.

I've always found George completely reliable and trustworthy.

We went to the same school.

Approved school?

Sounds like the ideal man for the job.

Very interesting, Mr Munro.

In future, however, I prod you can find your humorous activities

to outside office hours.

Town Planning, Campkin here.

Mr Munro, a private call for you.

You are I hope aware of the Department views

on private phone calls, Mr Munro.

Oh, yes, Mr Campkin.

Munro here.

Frank Chandler here.

Yes?

Frank Chandler, of the Country Rambling Association.

I just phoned to tell you we'll be organizing a delightful ramble

for our members in the next week or so.

It should be very stimulating and profitable.

- I hope you're interested. - I might be.

Let's meet then. Say, 10:30 tomorrow, at my office.

We can discuss details.

It may be a little difficult, but I'll see what I can do.

Excellent Good-bye, Mr Munro.

Good-bye.

- Mr Campkin... - Yes, what is it?

I... I haven't had my annual leave yet this year.

I was wondering if it be possible to take a couple of weeks off.

Yes, that'll be all right. After all, you're entitled to it.

Thank you.

By the way, I was wondering if it'll be alright to start tomorrow.

Isn't it a bit sudden?

Look, it's... a family affair. I've just found out about it.

That's what that phone call was about.

Nothing serious, I trust.

No, no, I think it'll work out, but it is rather important that I be there.

In that case there's no need to waste your annual leave.

I will put it on a sick leave. I'll see to it.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Before you go, I'd like you to finish your work

on the new Sycamore Street drainage scheme. It's urgent.

But that does mean I want you to skip the details.

And that's your worst fault, Mr Munro.

Sloppy details.

If you only knew how much depends in our work

on getting the details exactly right.

And that also in a planning of any sort.

You've often heard me say it:

attention to detail determines the success of any scheme.

Big or small.

- George? - Yeah.

- Hi, darling. - Hi.

- How did it go today? - Oh, same as usual.

You still haven't fixed that washer and the kitchen tap, you know.

Oh, keep forgetting. I'll do tonight.

Had, um, I had tea with your sister today

- I might have known it. - Hmm?

How's Kitty?

Oh, she's fine. Jack just bought a new television set.

21-inch screen.

Good for Jack.

- George... - Hmm?

Don't you think it's about time we have a television set?

We can't afford one right now.

Anyway, you know I don't like TV.

I wish you not being so smug about it.

I'm not being smug. I'm just stating a simple fact.

We haven't got the money to lay out for a television right now.

We never will have, will we?

You're too easy going in. Well, that's your own trouble.

Why can't you be a bit more like Jack?

He doesn't sit around twiddling his thumbs all day, you know.

He's out making money doing jobs on the side.

My blasted brother-in-law, please!

He's got golden fingers. Everything he touches turns to money.

I'm not that fortunate.

You've got to be used to that by now.

Oh, why can't you find a job in the evenings?

Something like a hobby.

It could bring in a little extra money.

I've got a hobby.

Model aeroplanes!

The little money you make out of that, I bet you give it away.

I'm not supposed to make money out of a hobby. That's why I don't sell them.

- Jack would. - Oh, yeah, you can bet Jack would.

Listen, every time we've a row about money--

No, we're not having a row, darling.

Why you always bring Jack at all? Jack this, Jack that...

Maybe you should've married him instead of me.

No. Don't you think I didn't have the chance?

Wonder if you had a narrow escape.

What do you mean?

Well,

Kitty's always complaining about her husband being shifty and unreliable.

You know, maybe she doesn't appreciate him, that's all.

Maybe you don't appreciate me.

It's a silly thing to say.

I'm always telling mother what a wonderful husband you are.

Uh-huh.

And what does mum say?

Oh, mum says I should've married someone who's got a little bit more ambition.

I figured.

She knows where to put the knife: right between the shoulder blades, huh?

No, George, that's not fair. Leave mother out of this.,

Let's leave everything out of it, huh?

This doesn't do us any good. We only get ourselves worked up

and still no more money in the bank when we're finished.

So let's drop it. I'm tired.

By the way,

there was an old pair of trousers and a jacket of mine, ain't it?

Are they still around?

They're in the wardrobe.

They're falling to pieces. You haven't worn them for about 3 years.

One of the fellows at the office is having a jumble sale for... some charity.

Gotta help him, huh?

Oh, there you go again... give, give, give...

Can't you do a little bit of taking?

Get my food, woman.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Mr Chandler. - George!

You're on time as usual.

It's been a long time, George. And, oh, you two don't know each other.

Steve Farrow, George Munro.

How do you do?

Come in.

Oh, let's have a look at you. You ain't changed much.

Putting on a bit of weight, perhaps, huh?

No, just a few years, that's all.

Oh, don't... don't remind me. How's Rose?

She's all right.

Let's see, George, how long is that you've been married now?

Five years.

Five already, eh? How the years go by!

And everything's changing, you know.

It's not the same as it was when you first came over.

The days of the knife and the gun are finished.

There certainly are.

Nowadays if you wanna be a success, you've gotta have brains and education.

That's why I've got Steve.

He's got a real education, he's been to the University, ain't you, Steve?

Yes, Oxford as a matter of fact.

What's he doing in a setup like this, Frank?

I'd say it's simple, ain't it? I wanted to make a lot of money quickly.

Nowadays this is the only way a bright young man can do it.

Yeah.

Talking of money, Frank?

Yeah. We've a job for you, George.

You interested?

If the price is right.

Well, it's always a tight budget.

Crime doesn't pay, you know.

So?

200 plus 50 for expenses.

300 plus expenses.

Nah, it's impossible. 250 plus expenses.

Give me a ring sometime, eh, Frank?

All right. All right, 300 plus.

Let's have a drink on me, shall we?

- Steve, will you get them? - Yeah.

This is our client. He's in Brentville jail and he doesn't like it.

I read about this fella. He looks harmless enough.

You want me to get him out, huh?

Out and away.

Away?

Had I known that, I'd have asked for more money.

I want the whole thing finished in two weeks.

- That fits in with my plans. - Good.

Is there anything you want right now?

Yeah, an insurance card and a driving licence.

Have them made out to George... Matthews.

Now, I'll get onto that right away.

Anything else?

No, not just now. I'll contact you if I need it.

Oh, Steve will be in contact.

Any ideas how you're gonna get him out?

No. I have to think about it.

We'll ride down the place tomorrow. I'd like to get the feel of things again.

It's that grocery supplies service we checked upon.

3:20, roughly on time.

Morgan Supplies. I think you'd better check a little more on it.

Open the gates, Fred.

Have you seen enough?

Enough for now.

Got any idea?

That delivery.

Hello, George.

Hey.

Sorry, darling. I didn't hear you come in.

It's obvious. Enjoy the chocolate drink while it's hot.

Thanks.

George?

What's the matter?

Oh, nothing, nothing. I was... just thinking of a way to make some money.

And I asked for that one.

Seriously?

Seriously.

Suppose I was to make some of these We can sell them at Christmas time.

You wouldn't sell those. You'd give them away as you always do.

Anyway, I've thought of another way to make some money.

What's that, my financial wizard?

Never you mind. It might not work out, anyway.

But what is it?

Just something I thought up.

- That's your old clothes. - Thank you, wife.

- Got everything? - Yeah.

- Bye-bye, darling. - Bye-bye, darling.

- Good-bye. - Good-bye.

# A dog is a man's best friend.

# My little friend is just one foot tall,

# but I love that doggie the most of all.

Anybody here?

# He would never go to leave the kids.

# He will often play with them, oh little friend.

Hey!

- Looking for somebody? - Yes, the boss. Is here on?

Mr Morgan!

Mr Morgan!

Should be around. You looking for a job?

Yeah, that's right.

Say, are... all your trucks like that?

Yeah, they're all the same. Mr Morgan!

Who's it? What's going on, hey?

A man to see you. Wants a job

- What sort of a job? - Driver.

You got your ear close to the ground. I bet you heard myself.

One of my best drivers had an accident.

He'll be off for a few weeks.

Bad news travels fast, eh?

Where's your licence?

Clean hands for a driver.

I always wear these.

George Matthews, eh?

All right, Matthews. You realize it's only temporary?

- Suits me. - Congratulations.

Thanks.

He's supposed to be working for me.

Yeah, I just came up with it.

Now, I've got three vans. We deliver fruit and vegetables.

I'll show you the schedule in the office. You got the insurance card?

Red tape, we're strangled by it.

# A dog is a man's best friend

# My little friend is just one foot tall,

# but I love that doggie the most of all.

I left it this morning. A brown one.

It's right in front of you.

Thanks.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry. I'm afraid that seat is taken.

- Tea, please. - Oh, here it is now.

Uh... how are things?

They're moving.

When wild in woods, the noble "something" runs.

Dryden, six letters.

Try "savage".

Morgan is using a driver named Joe Woolard for the prison run.

I'd like him to have an accident like the other one, nothing fatal.

Just enough to keep him out of work for a couple of weeks.

Yeah, I'll fix that.

You'll see he doesn't suffer financially.

Yes, he'll be all right. Anything else?

I'd like a man inside. As a contact.

That's not so easy.

It's important. Do you think of anyone?

Yes.

Yes, O'Quinn. I expect him to do it for 50 quid.

- Sure? - Quite sure.

O'Quinn won't get the Devil's Island, huh?

Here you are, O'Quinn.

And no trouble from you tonight, understand?

Who ever heard of an Irishman causing troubles?

...to make you love it, and the 35,000 could simply...

Hey, watch it, mate!

- O'Quinn is the name. - Never you mind about that.

Beer cost money. You watch it, mac.

Mealy-mouthed, yellow-belly rogues!

All of yours!

Watch it, chum.

Hey, don't you think so, young sir?

Think what?

That all Englishmen are mealy-mouthed yellow-belly rogues.

Well, you're maybe right, of course.

I come from Hampstead myself.

- What about a drink? - No!

I not drink with the likes of you.

- My round, of course. - Oh, well...

No! I'll not be bribed. You can't bribe an Irishman!

Just as you please.

Another whisky, please, Joe.

Right, sir.

Serve me another pint, Charlie, will you?

No, no, I don't think so, no. Len was left-back.

Think he'd have rather turned on the right.

Len was left-back at that time, and uh...

Barnwell was on the right if I'm wrong, correct me.

He was the better back we ever had.

Hey, say Joe, where's that whisky I ordered?

- Just pretty down there. - What?

He has pinched my beer. Don't steal a man's drink, will you?

What are you gonna do about it, eh?

Two of you it took!

Two Englishmen to beat one real Irishman!

I told you before, O'Quinn, Now, get out or I'll call a copper!

I'll fight any man here!

Hey! What's the idea?

Hey, who are you shoving?

- Go get a copper! - Right!

Good shot!

Now, what's going on in here?

Quiet!

Quiet!

Who started it?

He did, constable.

Well, his Lordship, the devil himself.

I might've guessed it was you, Quinn.

- Come on. - Oh, yes, I'll go quietly.

Darn you! Come on!

Be off, cheers.

- O'Quinn got a month, I see. - Yes, he's a good piece of work.

- Brentville? - Brentville.

Everything is going fine.

Now, this is gonna be a really beautiful job, you'll watch it.

Here.

I'm getting a few books for the lads in our block.

Are there any crime novels now?

- No, they're out. - Oh, that's a pity.

Could you be showing me where the travel books are kept?

Yes, come on.

Travel's over there.

Here.

- You are Arkwright? - Yeah.

- Chandler sent me. - How was it?

I got myself pulled in for a month.

Don't worry. I'm getting paid.

How did you know you were gonna be sent here?

I made pretty certain of it.

If you're doing a short sentence, they always send you here.

Same with first offenders,

I've made a study of it.

What's happening?

Orders are you're to work in the kitchens with me.

When will they get me out of here?

Don't worry. You are in good hands.

Hey, what are you two playing at down here?

It's all right, Your Honour, sure. I'm only getting out a few old books here.

- Well, make quick about it. - Aye, right, right.

What's this?

"The Escaping Club" Think you're leaving us so soon, eh, O'Quinn?

I'm sure, why should I be living in this darned place, Your Honour?

- Chow is better than home. - I get along with you.

And remember: no digging. It's against the regulations.

I'd like permission to see the Governor, sir.

- What about? - I'd like to change my job.

Okay. Put in a request.

The Escaping Club!

Hey, Woolard.

You'd better sign these invoices.

Right, thanks.

Come on, Mike, snap it up. I've gotta make a prison run after this.

Keep behind, Joe. We're coming through.

Hey, Woolard.

Hey, get a doctor, quick! There's been an accident.

Sam, what've you got under there? A woman?

Oh, hello, George. How did it go?

So-so. It's not hot-rod, I tell you.

Needs servicing, George.

I'll give it a complete overhaul in the next few days.

No hurry.

Hey, George, how about going to a game on Saturday?

Which one?

Arsenal - West Ham?

I couldn't stand it. I hate to see Arsenal lose.

- They won't. They won't. - You wanna bet?

I won't take your money, man.

Mathews!

What are you doing?

I... I thought I heard a loose floorboard.

Well, come down a minute, will you?

Monday you'll take over Woolard's run.

- Meaning the jail? - Yeah, Woolard just had an accident.

- Yeah? - Two accidents in a couple of weeks.

Can't understand it.

- Serious? - No.

A sack of floor fell on him. He'll be off for a few weeks.

Well, you'll have to fill in for the time being.

Yeah.

# Doggie, doggie, doggie is my friend.

- You really must get another pair. - Hmm?

I think you really must get another pair.

What?

- The socks. - Socks, yeah.

- George? - Huh?

You are not listening to me. What are you doing?

Huh? What am I doing?

Oh, just... catching up a little of my office work, that's all.

That's your good nature. That's your trouble.

Jack knows it's not time for that.

For what?

Well, for working late at night.

- Jack would have said that-- - Hey, stop talking about Jack.

I am sick to death to hear about him.

I'm sorry, darling.

George, you know I was thinking...

About that television set, we could get one on a hire-purchase.

No. You know what I think about the never-never plan.

Listen, darling, everything we have in this house is paid for.

I know it's not much, but at least it's ours.

And if ever we get a television set, I wanna have the money to pay for it first.

It's a pity, though.

Now look, if a television set means more than--

No, no. You are right, darling.

You know, we must save money.

But you, darling, you can't blame me. It wasn't my fault.

I just had a drop too much.

It's only natural for an Irishman to get drunk once in a while.

You're always having a drop too much.

Who is going to look after myself and the boy while you're away?

No, darling, it won't be for long.

- How is Timothy? - He keeps asking about you.

So I said you're away on a job.

He starts his new school next Monday.

Monday you said?

Oh, should he soon be as finest colour as his father.

Sound prospect to be like his father!

Any other news?

No, nothing.

Except your sister Kathleen is coming to stay with us for a few days.

George is driving her over Monday afternoon.

Just in time for tea?

Just about.

Oh, she'll be grand company for you.

Grand company!

Time is over, O'Quinn.

- Good-bye now. - Good-bye.

Chandler here.

Frank, your client knows about the deal.

Good girl.

That was Maureen. O'Quinn has been told.

That means Arkwright will be ready. Will you inform his wife?

Yes, it will be a pleasure.

Are you sure that partition will be finished on time?

Certainly.

We've been over it a dozen times. Nothing can go wrong.

I agree. It's a good plan, bold but simple.

Yeah, and Steve was pretty doubtful about you at first.

You haven't lost the touch, George. It's the work of a craftsman.

Okay, if you are satisfied, you pant.

The important thing is we get the timing right.

It's the small details that count every time.

You'd be surprised what could go wrong.

George, will you need this?

No, I never use it.

What about that guy you were worrying about?

I'll take care of him my own way.

Whatever you say.

Let's go over it this time and again, huh?

Yeah, it's important to get it right now.

You're relying 5 minutes all the way for accidents.

That's right.

About 3:25 I'll be outside.

When they open the gate, I'll show my pass to the guard

and I'll drive down here.

'Round here to park in front of the stores.

It'll take 5 to 8 minutes to unload the truck.

Arkwright and O'Quinn will be here, in the kitchen.

When the truck is unloaded,

I'll drive around here and back in towards the kitchen.

I'll stall the engine there.

I love this record.

Yes.

It's very restful, Mrs Arkwright.

Mrs Arkwright... Oh, please, call me Rita.

It's a nice name, Rita.

Do you know what you gotta do tomorrow?

- Yes. - Good.

I'm afraid that's it. Then, I'd better be going.

- Another engagement? - Yes.

Bed.

- There's a spare bed here. - Oh, I'm sure it is, but

I want to get some sleep.

Still I... wouldn't say no to one for the road.

It's a nice place.

He could afford it. Things were pretty good while they lasted.

Until the police got onto him.

And now... well, now I suppose I'd better to go back to dancing.

- You were a dancer? - For six years.

Then I got bored. Wanted something better.

So I got married.

You have to wear those glasses?

Yes, for everything except close work.

I thought you said you were tired.

I am.

Do you charge extra for this, Mr Farrow?

No. It all comes free of charge.

Uh... part of the setup.

George...

It's all right, darling. I'm here.

George...

I'm coming, dear.

All right, darling.

Are you worried about something?

The office?

It's all right, darling. It'll be all right.

Sam...

Sam!

Good morning, George. Nice weekend?

Yeah. What's happened to my truck?

- Happened? - Yeah, what are you doing to it?

I told you. Your van needed servicing and it does.

- But why now? - Why not?

Now's as good a time as any.

I checked the mileage. It's way over.

How long will it take?

Oh, best part of the day, I suppose.

Best part? What about me? I've got a timetable to meet.

Yeah, I know, I know. You've to use the other van.

I don't wanna use the other van. I want this, I am used to it.

But George, there's no difference between them.

If you can handle one, you can handle the other.

- Well, is it all right? - No, it's not all right.

There's a tool box fixed in the back

- So what? - So I want my own, that's what.

I'm sorry, it won't be ready.

George, what the devil is the matter with you, anyway?

- All right, Sam. I'll take this one. - Okay.

Everything all right?

Yes. Have you got any last minute instructions?

No.

Does Mrs Arkwright know where to meet us?

Yes.

Good. If everything goes well, she won't be feeling lonely much longer.

Don't worry about Rita. Whatever happens, she'll be all right.

Steve, have you been playing around with her?

Chandler, she's a very attractive woman.

And I told you not to mix business with pleasure.

Keep away from her, Steve.

We've got enough on our plate as it is.

Look, Frank, what I do in my own time is my own affair.

Don't be a fool. I couldn't care less what you do,

as long as it doesn't interfere with my business.

At the moment it does, then I'll have to do something about it.

Can I help it if she finds me irresistible?

Be your age. You want me to spell it out for you?

We're not in this business for loves or for thrills, we're in it for money.

Unfortunately, our clients can't sign contracts.

Our client owes us a thousand quid.

Do you think he's gonna feel like paying up

when he finds you've been running around with his wife?

- Who's gonna tell him? - Nobody.

It's a risk we don't have to take.

It's getting late. You'd better get down to the warehouse.

All right, Frank.

Steve.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Give me a crowbar.

Open the gates, Fred.

Pull up over there.

Not a bit late?

Held up at the garage. Servicing.

Well, step down a minute, will you?

Haven't seen you before.

First trip.

- End inspecting? - Yep, you're okay.

They're waiting for you at the storeroom. Over there, on the left.

Thanks.

Hey, wait a minute.

You are new here. I'll go with you.

It's against the law in this country, isn't it?

Yeah, hold it.

All right, kid. Now you're right.

Turn left here.

Pull up here on the left.

What's the trouble?

Brakes screech a little bit.

They're supposed to have serviced this this morning.

It's a... spare one, not my usual truck.

I shouldn't go near them.

- All right if I smoke around here? - Yes, if you want to.

- A cigarette? - No, not for me.

- Sure? - Sure.

I haven't had one in 20 years.

I wish I could quit.

It's all right after the first few weeks.

Yeah.

He's here. Be ready.

Oh, I think they've finished.

Okay, guards.

Good luck!

Is it holding out?

- Going all right now? - Yeah.

You hot?

- Why? - You're sweating.

I hope this scrape never go again.

Sign here.

- Thanks for your help. - Anytime.

Everything all right?

Yeah, okay.

See you next week.

Yeah.

Hey, stop!

The tailboard is down. I'll fix it.

All right, I fixed it. You can move off.

Where's Arkwright?

Main gate. Quick.

Hey! Wait!

What's the matter?

I've just had a call. Gotta stop everything going out.

A prisoner is missing.

Well, if he's in there he won't go far. We've got the number.

Come on.

Inspector Collins.

Breakout from Brentville, 15:00 hours,

in red Morris van, registration number SXD310.

Suspected heading North to North Circular Road.

Right.

Adams, we should build roadblocks at the following points:

junction of Hanger Lane and Western Avenue,

junction of Harrow Road and North Circular,

junction of Leavesden Lane and North Circular,

junction of Edgware Road and North Circular.

You can't park here, sir, I'm afraid.

Sorry, officer. Just a few minutes.

Waiting for the wife.

All right, but not too long, mate.

Message to all cars NW 10, NW 2, NW 6.

Escaped from Brentville in red Morris van, registration number SXD310.

Where now?

You'll see. They're exchange clothes in the back for you. Get in.

Okay.

You're turning second on the right.

Good luck.

Hey, thanks a lot.

Isn't that the red van?

Pull over, driver.

Constable, did you see anyone getting away from here?

Yes, sir. They were in a maroon and grey saloon.

Nearly knocked me down, but I managed to get their number.

WWK747

It's the van all right. It has got a concealed compartment in the back.

Fine. The Constable has managed to get the number of the car they transferred to.

We can pick them up in no time, then.

I don't want them picked up. Not just that, anyway.

We'll radio the description and the number and have the car followed.

With any luck we may get the lot. Come on.

- Carry on, Constable. - Right.

Can't wait him much longer.

There's a miss coming up. That means trouble.

He'll be here any minute, hey, Frank?

Uh-huh.

I'll give him another ten minutes. Half of that I think it'd be too late.

You better give a lookout, Phil. Oh, I'll come with you.

Phil is getting nervous.

I don't blame him.

What are you looking at?

I was just thinking.

What are you going to do after you get your husband away?

When all this business has died down, I'm supposed to join him.

Do you like the idea?

I don't really mind one way or the other. Why?

I don't think you know what you're letting yourself in for.

Do you realize what'll happen to your husband when we get him away to Ireland?

Well, don't forget he's on the run.

He's got no friends or money ever there. He'd have difficulty in getting a job,

you'd be living cooped up in cheap lodgings houses,

only able to get out after dark. He'll crack.

They'll pick him up inside a month. They always do.

What... what alternative do you suggest?

- Stay here. - Who with?

Me.

You interested?

Very.

Thus, don't be here when they come back.

- I ask you to wait in my car - All right.

You can get out through that.

He's here. Where's Mrs Arkwright?

She's left.

What's the matter with him?

It's the excitement. He's got a bad heart.

He needs a drink.

Get the plane ready, Phil. You'd better give him a hand, Fred.

- How are you feeling? - I'll be all right.

- Here you are, pull it together. - Thank you.

Now, do you think you can make the flight?

Where are you taking me?

A little field, just outside Dublin.

Here's your passport. It's made out in a different name, just in case.

Where is... where is Rita?

Oh, Mrs Arkwright brought the money and then went home.

She didn't want to be away from the house too long

in case the police got suspicious.

But she promised.

Just like her.

- Any hitch? - No, worked like a charm.

Good.

What the hell is that?

Well, well, well...

It seems I wasn't expected.

Inspector Collins, CID.

What is it, inspector? Have we done something wrong?

It's no good, gentlemen. We've got you.

We found Mrs Arkwright in the car outside, sir.

Rita!

But...

Well, that would seem to wrap it up.

I don't like long explanations.

I'll take you all to be formally charged to the station.

You know the routine.

I must warn you all that anything you say may be taken down and used as evidence.

How long do you think we'll get?

- Oh, I don't know. Three years? - Three years!

Well, I'll have to catch up on my reading.

Not a word about George. We're going to need him.

Come on.

An overturned bucket.

That's something you can't foresee.

Hmm? What's it, honey?

Nothing, nothing.

Sit down.

Hmm?

Sit down.

Look.

- George, what on earth is...? - Don't ask.

- You've been gambling. - Yeah, yeah, that's right.

George, suppose if you've lost.

Oh, I'd... I'd been in trouble then, wouldn't I?

Come on, it was you I did it for, darling. You should be pleased.

Darling, of course I'm pleased.

But you mustn't do it again. You may not win next time.

Maybe. Maybe not.

- I better get going, the wise Campkin... - George...

what are you gonna do with the money?

Oh, we'll think of something, won't we?

I tell you. As a start, you get dressed and I'll take you out for dinner tonight.

Oh, darling!

You just want me for my money, honey.

- Hi, George. - Good morning, Barry, Peter.

- Good morning, Mr Munro. - Good morning, Mr Campkin.

- How are the family? - Family? Oh, fine, fine, thanks.

Whilst you were away, I had a chance to look at your work

on the new Sycamore Street drainage scheme.

I'm still not satisfied with the details, Mr Munro.

I'm afraid you'll have to go over it again.

Well, as I said before,

meticulous attention to detail is the hallmark of the good planner.

Oh, yes, Mr Campkin.

Always keep it bold and simple, Mr Munro. And never forget the details.

Details.

Details... Where ever heard that before?

Good morning.

Come on, Munro.

Chandler's notebook gave us your address.

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