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SIMON TEMPLAR: Life, like poker,

depends on the hand you're dealt.

How you play it, of course, is all a matter of bluff.

Your �200...

and raise �100.

Your �100,

and up �100.

No, it's late,

and I'm clean.

Well, it's...late anyway.

Your deal.

Past my bedtime.

Past my bank balance. Count me out.

Gentlemen, it's been a pleasure.

Any time you want to be taken, Tony, just call me.

Three eights.

Place your bets, please.

All the eights.

No more bets.

Zero. That's illegal.

There we are. Cheque or cash, sir?

Er...cash, I think.

What's wrong with my cheque?

Nothing, but I need some change to tip the doorman.

Nice to see you, Ed.

Quitting while you're ahead? Ah, the best time.

At least let me buy you a drink. Let me buy you one. I can afford it.

What the difference? They're on the house.

And watered. Oh, Charlie?

Tell someone to bring my car round, willyou? Rightaway.

And come and join us.

Well, how does it feel, Ed?

You mean being retired? Yes.

From a... From a life of undetected and unpunished crime.

The only man alive I'd let get away with a crack like that is...

Simon Templar.

Charlie, you haven't met my old friend Simon Templar.

Certainly heard of you.

How do you do? Charlie Lewis. Best lawyer in London.

What are you having? Usual, please.

And it's um... Oh, yeah.

Well, I've got to say goodbye.

You're going somewhere? Going to visit my little girl.

It's her half term. You have a daughter?

Cutest thing you ever saw. Image of her mother. Rest her soul.

Well...come in again.

Of course. Charlie, take care of things for me.

I will. Ah, Charlie. What would I do without him?

Go to jail, maybe.

You're so right. Listen, any time the cops pick you up, call Charlie.

He'll get you sprung before they've served your first cup of tea.

I must remember that.

See you.

Good old Ed. I think so.

Have you been with him long?

Yes. We started this place together. Really?

Oh, Jimmy...

No, thanks. I must be off too.

Oh. Well, I'll see you out.

Thanks.

Strange. I never knew Ed had a daughter before.

Few people do. Why all the secrecy?

She knows nothing of his past.

That must have taken quite a bit of doing.

It's been worth it. For him.

He's crazy about her.

Funny. I never pictured Ed as being sentimental.

He wants her to be proud of him.

Well, goodbye, Mr Templar.

Nice meeting you.

Wasn't there...

I mean, didn't you find anything?

Nothing.

It's pretty unpleasant.

He was blown to bits.

For the first time in his life, Ed was really enjoying himself.

Would the Pride of Scotland Yard care for something to drink?

No, thank you. And don't call me the Pride of Scotland Yard.

Anything you say, Claud.

Mr Lewis, when you brought the car around

from the garage to the front door,

did you notice anything unusual about it?

Like a bomb on the seat?

No. Nothing unusual in any way.

I know you and the deceased were very good friends,

and I dislike speaking ill of the dead...

That's all right, Inspector. I know what you're getting at.

Ed was, for many years, a...

prominent figure in London's underworld.

The point is, plenty of people had a vested interest in Ed's death.

Were any of them here tonight?

This is a membership club. All members and guests were signed in.

Thank you, Mr Lewis. I'll see the book.

Oh, Claud, will you be needing me any more tonight?

No.

Mr Lewis, was Ed, by any chance, considering a comeback?

Why do you ask?

Just a rumour I heard.

I've no idea.

Anyway, doesn't matter now, does it?

No. Well, I'm terribly sorry.

Penny! Who? Ed's daughter.

He was going to see her. Oh, I'd forgotten all about her.

Who's going to tell her?

Mr Templar...

Oh, no, not me, thank you.

Oh, please, Mr Templar.

I can't bear the thought of a telegram.

It's so...

so cold, so abrupt.

And you were a friend of Ed's.

All right. Where is the school?

About 20 miles from Zurich.

Switzerland.

The Mr Templar, the famous Simon Templar?

Guilty as charged, Miss Fouldes.

Fouldes, spelt small F.

Small F, O-U-L-D-E-S.

And what can I do for you, Mr Templar?

Something fraudulent and foul, I do hope.

I have some bad news concerning Penelope Brown.

May I see her? Certainement.

Boogie, be an angel and get Penelope Brown in here, will you?

At the double, chop-chop.

What sort of bad news, Mr Templar?

Her father died yesterday.

A car accident.

That poor darling child. How absolutely putrid for her.

Well, we shall just have to chin up and rally on, shan't we?

Yes.

What sort of child is she?

Nimble. Purely a sprite.

Does this mean she'll be leaving?

That I'm not sure. I do hope not.

The hockey team will practically cease to exist.

You will be gentle? She's such a highly strung child.

Come in.

Who are those men?

Business rivals.

So many flowers.

It is traditional.

I'll take you home, Penny.

You come too, Mr Templar. It's for the reading of Ed's will.

Yes, I...wouldn't miss it for the world.

Look at them. Between them, about 120 years' hard labour.

Finding your way around? Yes, thanks.

You should be teaching her. You know more.

What does that mean? What does he know?

Plenty, I should imagine.

You're very enigmatic.

Well...come to that, so are you.

Can't make me out, can you?

Why? Because you're not breaking up over your father's death?

Thought you'd expect me to weep buckets.

I gave up expecting things of people a long time ago.

I saw my father two evenings a year.

Without fail.

I can't cry over someone I hardly knew.

Nobody's asking you to cry.

What is this? A seance?

Ed left very strict instructions about the reading of his will.

Oh, he knew he was going to die?

We all know that, don't we?

Yes, some sooner than others.

The boys from the chamber of horrors again.

They were invited. Why?

They're mentioned in Ed's will.

What as? Animal life?

Charlie, who are they?

I'll introduce you.

Gentlemen, this is Ed's daughter Penny.

Mr Simon Templar.

This is Tony. We've met.

Mark. Hi.

Pietro.

Senorita.

And Dickie.

For further details, see Who's Who. Or the Police Gazette.

What are you doing here? He's with me.

Why? My advisor.

We're all ready, if you'll come this way.

Your names are on your chairs, gentlemen. Please take your seats.

What's this all about, Charlie boy?

I wish you'd stop scratching.

I wish I'd stop itching. It's an allergy I got.

Have you tried soap and water? A bright boy, there.

Gentlemen, please sit down. What is this anyway?

What are we doing here? For the reading of Ed's will.

Meaning we're beneficiaries? You might say that, yes.

You're kidding. Ed hated our guts.

Mind that smoke, will you?

Filthy habit.

Gentlemen, your attention, please.

I, Edward Brown, being of sound mind,

do hereby direct that all my just debts be paid,

and the sum of �100,000 be invested for my dear daughter Penny

so that she may live the rest of her life in comfort.

And to my dear friend and legal advisor Charlie Lewis

I leave �25,000 in cash as a token of my deep affection for him.

And as for you four scum,

you're wondering why you're here, aren't you?

You four teamed up to double-cross me,

freeze me out, and I let you.

Have you ever wondered why?

Because I couldn't be bothered fighting filth,

and that's just what you are, the lot of you.

Filth.

Dickie the thick-head.

Ask Tony sometime who it was who knocked off your brother.

Hey!

And Tony, you cheapskate. TONY: He's putting us on.

You swindled Mark out of ten grand on that Pearce deal.

Rubbish. He's lying.

And itchy Mark, the gum-chewing lout.

It was your boys who jumped Pietro's outfit after that tobacco haul.

I knew it! I said at the time! Don't get hysterical, Pietro.

Remember you set Dickie up as the fall guy on that heroin caper.

Liar! It was Jargo!

Somebody set me up.I knew there was something lousy about it.

You're out of your mind. The truth is -Shut up.

Shut up.

That's better.

OK, now it's crunch time.

Now, I know you're gonna be tickled to death

when I tell you that before I went legit

I managed to stash away �1 million

in a bank in Zurich.

�1 million.

And because you all think you're so smart

I'm going to leave it to one of you.

But which one?

Whichever one of you can match it in 30 days gets it.

Goodbye.

Gentlemen, I don't think he liked you.

Off his rocker.

Crazy. It's all a great joke.

It isn't.

Has he really �1 million? But it's illegal, surely?

You can contest it. There's not a court in the world that'll uphold -

Contest the film, but not the written will.

Right, where is it?

It's here.

Legally, it's absolutely iron-clad. I drew it up myself.

You should have talked him out of it.

Nobody ever talked your father out of anything.

It's all here. Written out.

And here's the deposit receipt from the Zurich bank.

He's actually got it. �1 million.

One of us is supposed to match it. He must be kidding. It's crazy.

If we match it we get it, but how do we find that sort of money?

Suppose we pool our finances?

How much are you good for, Mark? �50,000. Maybe �55,000.

Pietro?

It's sad, but at the moment all my funds are tied up with an operation.

You're broke. Dickie?

�20,000 would be the limit. Sorry.

We can't let Ed's �1 million go begging.

What's that?

When I am finished.

Don't push us, Templar, I'm telling you.

All right, it's nothing very important.

Just plans for a bullion heist.

Apparently there's �1 million-worth of gold being shipped from Southampton to London.

One week from today.

It has routes, road junctions, times, escorts.

All the details.

Give me that.

He was planning a job.

And I thought he was going legit. We all thought so.

Obviously he hadn't, eh, Charlie?

I know nothing about it. I only handled his legal problems.

Yeah, like keeping him out of jail.

He's got it all here. The timing for six key points along the route.

�1 million. Tony, this'd work.

Especially with me running it.

That's a laugh, huh? Why?

That time you tried to pull the airport job.

Three of your men in jail for life. You think you could do any better?

Any time. Pah, you think so?

Shut up. Tony, you'd better watch your mouth.

You are very stupid. Look who's talking.

You'd better watch yours. What does that mean?

Tell me, big shot!

Ed was right. You are slobs.

You couldn't co-operate if your lives depended on it.

Look at you! Two minutes, and you're like a pack of hungry wolves.

Ed's legacy isn't that �1 million in Switzerland.

It's an invitation to murder.

What?

All four of them?

What are they doing?

I don't know, Inspector.

But the four of them, with Templar and the girl,

have been holed up in that house all day.

Keep watching it, Ashford.

I want to know the moment anyone leaves that house.

They're up to something.

Si. Once we know the boat's on time...

It's a simple matter of computation.

What's computation mean?

The art of arithmetical calculation.

Oh, that's fine.

The escort's the problem.

Well, we'll drive the route a dozen times

so we know every turn, every intersection.

They mean it. Yes, every word.

Oh, Simon, what have I got into? You haven't got into anything. You're out.

This is the key to my car, and the key to my place in London.

Stay there until you hear from me.

You're going to help them! You're staying.

Until I find out who killed your father. Come on. Off you go.

But I've no clothes. Well, buy some.

You'll be halfway to London before they miss you.

I miss her already. A pretty girl alone in London - it's not safe.

The point is clear?

It's clear, but you're wrong.

No exit. Nobody's going anywhere until this job's finished.

That includes the girl, and you too, Templar.

I don't like this. I don't think we should -Shut up, Dickie.

Take her upstairs.

Go on, lock her in a room. Hurry on.

OK, OK.

I don't like you in on this, Templar,

but since you are, you're in it all the way.

Understand?

Right up to when the police grab you.

They won't.

And you try pulling the plug, and it's Penny who'll go down the drain.

At 7:14pm, another car arrived

with four unidentified men, and six more pieces of luggage.

That makes a dozen pieces of luggage altogether, sir.

I see.

What do you make of it?

Beats me, sir. The four biggest villains in London,

plus four unidentified men, plus Templar.

It adds up to the fact they're mounting a job.

Quite possibly, sir. Something big.

Very big.

Ashford? Two men on that house around the clock.

If anybody so much as looks out the window, I want to know.

Keep me informed of every single move.

Insomnia? Huh?

Couldn't you sleep?

Not a wink.

I'll take those.

Are you planning on going it alone?

I don't take orders, I give them.

Tony's 30 years out of date.

What this job needs is efficiency.

Meaning you? Meaning me.

I'm walking out. I don't think you'll get far.

Tony has the grounds full of men.

Two guys in grounds this size.

I think big.

And I got a constitutional objection to splitting anything four ways.

So long, Templar. Maybe I'll see you around.

I doubt it.

Doubt it? I know it.

Remember what I said.

About anyone who steps out of line.

Well, I meant it.

So, 25% of your organisation has gone,

and there's only a week to go before the job.

Ed was right.

Not one of you has the brains to mastermind this little caper.

And you have? In the dark, Tony. In the dark.

OK. You have yourself a job.

The new managing director is Simon Templar.

It would work, yes?

Yes, if everybody does what they're told.

Hey! Oh, come on, come on, come on!

We're five minutes late. Are we going somewhere?

Yes, the last survey of the route. Already five times we do this.

Come on, come on. If you haven't eaten everything,

take the girl up some breakfast.

Suspect's car proceeding south along the A32 towards the A27.

This is where we divert.

Yes.

It'll work.

Of course. I'm planning it.

You think you're smart, Templar, don't you?

Don't you?

The junction of the A27 is here. Yes, sir.

And then they stopped? That's right, sir.

How long did they stop? No more than three minutes.

And then back to the house? Yes, sir.

Come in.

I don't understand it.

Sir, I think I've got something. Well, are you going to share it?

Yes, sir. A shipment of gold bullion tomorrow.

Southampton to London.

That's it.

Looks like it, sir. It has to be.

That's all, Williams.

Take all the men off the house. Sir?

I don't want them made suspicious.

Give them enough rope to hang themselves.

The four biggest villains in London and Simon Templar

is the chance of a lifetime.

Yes, sir.

I'll take charge of this personally.

Understand?

Yes, sir. That's all.

The chance of a lifetime.

Commissioner's office.

Chief Inspector Teal.

I want to speak to her.

Open it.

Oh, Simon.

We'll excuse you, Dickie.

I don't think I should. Get out!

What's happening? We're going ahead.

But Simon, you can't!

If I'm going to get you out, and find out who killed your father,

I have to. Now, come on. Be patient, and trust me.

We're ready for you, Mr Templar.

Splendid.

Six is plenty.

It's a cue. They'd pass in Scotland Yard.

All right, gentlemen.

A few last-minute instructions.

Com to C for Cocoa 1. Report position.

Over.

C for Cocoa 1 to Com. A27 proceeding west.

Eight miles to Chichester bypass. Over.

Roger and out.

Do you think something will happen, sir? I know something will happen.

But not the way Templar planned it.

Sorry, officer, it's only temporary.

Repeat C for Cocoa 1 to Com.

Come in, please. Over.

Com to C for Cocoa 1. Sorry for the delayed reply.

Report of accident five miles southwest Chichester bypass.

Six-car pile-up.

Suspected drunken driver skidded across the road in white sports car.

Suspect being held in custody by the name of Templar.

Templar!

C for Cocoa 1 to Com. It's an ambush.

Get all available mobiles to the area, and plan a diversion fast.

Over.

We've got him cold.

Com to C for Cocoa 1.

Come in, please.

C for Cocoa 1 to Com. Send message. Over.

Com to C for Cocoa 1. Arrange diversion.

Turn left off A27 before Chichester bypass.

Secondary road signposted to Singleton.

Over and out.

Perfect.

Look.

C for Cocoa 1 to Com. We're being ambushed.

We're being attacked.

Repeat, we're being attacked and ambushed.

Do you hear me? We're being...

C for Cocoa 1 to Com. We're being ambushed.

Repeat, we're being attacked and ambushed.

Do you hear me? We're being attacked.

They can't get in, sir.

We're bomb-proof, everything-proof.

C for Claud.

I'm terribly sorry.

It's Templar.

Claud, dear old friend, listen to me.

We're going to put you to sleepy-byes now.

When you wake up, I want you to hightail it

as fast as you can to Ed's Gambling Club.

There, with a little Saintly co-operation,

you'll find your gold, and the villains.

Over, and...you're out.

OK? Like a dream. Perfect.

Teal and the driver?

We dumped them in the middle of nowhere.

Tied them to a tree. No violence?

No, and I think it was a mistake.

Shut up, Pietro. Templar's right.

Well, gentlemen, we have one million pounds.

Now we're going for two million pounds.

Inspector? Inspector Teal? Sir?

What? Sir?

Where are we?

I wish I knew, sir.

Well, don't just stand there, you idiot!

It's beautiful. It's perfect.

Like a dream it went.

Is the plane ready? Standing by.

Suppose the airport people - Oh, Pietro, please.

It's a charter job, and we're cleared for Edinburgh.

And we fly to France. Charlie and myself.

And Bob's your uncle.

Thanks, Charlie.

I'll take some up to Dickie. He won't drink it.

I brought him beer. Well, boys, here's to success,

and our second million.

Madam, you won't believe this, but I happen to be

Chief Inspector Claud Eustace Teal of Scotland Yard.

They want her downstairs.

It worked.

Perfectly. We have 20 minutes to get to the airport.

Just goes to show.

You can fool all the people all of the time.

Speed limit?

Get there in time, or I'll have you back on the beat again.

Search the house. Round up anybody you find.

Over here.

It's Templar I want.

Wait!

You come with me. Yes, sir.

Sorry, but you've just gone off the gold standard.

The ride's over, but it was a nice trip while it lasted.

We should have killed him days ago. We'll do it now instead.

Hi, Ed. I wondered when you'd show up.

Now, listen, Templar. No, you listen.

You can go ahead and shoot, but before I die,

I'm going to take Penny with me.

Look, I'll cut you in.

We'll split it four ways. No dice, Ed.

But it was a pretty good idea,

having your four worst enemies pull a job for you,

and then you vanish into Switzerland.

Now, look, Simon, we can do a deal. Afraid not, Ed.

Oh, as a matter of interest, who was the body in the car?

Oh, some mug who crossed me up.

So, you killed him, and then blew him to bits.

You're not nice people, Ed.

But I'll tell you what I'm going to do for you.

Unless you drop your gun on the floor, I'm going to count to five,

and then squeeze the trigger.

One,

two,

three,

four...

No!

That's what I like.

Co-operation.

Oh, sorry, Penny.

We had it all going for us.

Then he shoved his nose in. That's life.

Stay where you are, everybody.

And the law.

You're under arrest.

Mr Templar too, sir?

No, not for the moment.

You do wake up in a nasty temper, don't you, Claud?

Who's your tailor?

You too, miss. No, not Penny.

She's been my faithful ally all along.

Did you get our friends at the house, Claud?

Yes. There's your gold.

They'll probably make you commissioner for this.

Yes, they probably will.

Don't forget my ten per cent.

Simon, if...

if my father...

if Ed hadn't given in, would you...

I mean, would you have pulled the trigger?

Yes.