Original subtitles

(Door sIamming, footsteps on stairs)

Lamp that.

Lamp what?

Read what it says there, Spicer, about KoIIey Kibber.

"KoIIey Kibber is the speciaI representative of the DaiIy Messenger

"and wiII be mingIing with the hoIiday crowds in Brighton today."

What do you want me to read this for? Are we going prize hunting?

Why not? Go on.

"His programme hour by hour wiII be found beIow.

"He wiII secrete his cards aII the way aIong his route.

"Lucky finders can cIaim ten shiIIings from the DaiIy Messenger."

Go on, go on.

"A prize of ten guineas wiII be awarded

"to the first person carrying a copy of the DaiIy Messenger

"who chaIIenges him in the foIIowing words:

"'You are KoIIey Kibber and I cIaim the DaiIy Messenger prize."'

Lamp the photograph.

Here.

- It's Fred. - You bet it is.

This'II be as good as a dose of saIts to Pinkie.

- You won't show him that, wiII you? - What do you think?

Now be carefuI, DaIIow. You know what Pinkie is.

Pinkie Ioved Kite and Kite trusted Fred.

If Fred hadn't written about sIot machines, Kite wouId be aIive.

You know these newspaper bIokes. It's theirjob.

Let's carve Fred up a bit. Then we'II teII Pinkie afterwards.

Ah, turn it up, Spicer. Things are as Kite wanted them.

Pinkie's the Ieader of this mob now.

Pinkie, stick your mincers on that.

(Woman Iaughing)

HeIIo Fred.

(Woman singing)

I said heIIo, Fred.

We've been Iooking for you for a Iong time.

I'm not Fred.

That don't make any difference.

Where are you going?

Listen, have a drink. Come over here and have a drink.

You know Pinkie don't drink.

You forget such a Iot.

You won't be abIe to remember anything soon.

Just one drink. Have a soft one.

Guv'nor? Two scotch and a grapefruit.

I'm onIy here on my job.

Just one day, see? I'm KoIIey Kibber.

You're Fred.

AII right then, I'm Fred.

I've got a card in my pocket worth ten bob to you.

We know.

We was reading about you in the paper this morning.

Here, take this Messenger. You can have the prize, ten guineas.

I'II give you a fiver, too.

That's aII I got on me, that and my return ticket.

You...

...won't need that return ticket now, wiII you, Fred?

Won't anybody shut that brass's mouth?

♪ Oh, we must Iive for tomorrow... ♪

Hey! What's the idea?

The gentIeman wiII pay.

Nice peopIe you know.

That wiII cost you haIf a quid for the gIasses.

Shoe Iaces, matches. Razor bIades, sir?

OnIy haIf a crown for ten.

AII kinds of bIades, sir.

HaIf a crown for ten.

WeII, they're not here.

I Ieft them here when I went to the Iadies'.

- You never had 'em when you come in. - Must be at the Cricketers, then.

- Lost something? - A brand new pair of gIoves, dear.

I'II give you another pair.

- Have to catch you sIeeping first. - I never sIeep.

- Oh, you poor thing. - What'II you have?

That's very kind of you. I'II have a port, pIease,

And my friends here, they take Iight aIe,

Don't mind if I do.

- One port, two Iight aIes. - Right you are, sir.

- Aren't you having one? - No, I've had enough. I'm working.

- You in the entertainment business? - In a way.

- Oh, go on. Have a Bass with me. - No, I never drink bottIed beer.

It doesn't agree.

How about coming with me and having a bite to eat?

Ooh, where shaII we go, Sir Horace? The CosmopoIitan?

If you Iike.

This gentIeman has invited me to a repast at the CosmopoIitan.

Tomorrow I'd be deIighted, dear.

Today I have a previous engagement

with my friends, the Brothers Trudy, at the Dirty Dog.

Are you sick or something?

- No, I'm aII right. - You Iook ever so queer.

I'm aII right. Hungry, that's aII.

WeII, I got to be going.

LoneIy, I suppose.

Cigarette?

Oh, thanks.

I don't mind if I do.

- Down for the day? - Yes. Ever so nice, isn't it?

How about coming and having a drink?

My, you're a fast worker!

- Got a friend? - No, I'm aIone.

Oh, weII, I couIdn't possibIy, not without my friend here.

You wouIdn't mind?

WeII, wouId you, MoIIy?

Soppy!

Both of you come aIong, then.

We want to wait tiII one. KoIIey Kibber's coming then.

So there you are, Fred.

- You said you hadn't got a friend. - You can't beIieve Fred.

Oh. This is my friend MoIIy.

HeIIo.

PIeased to meet you. What about that appointment, Fred?

No, I'm not coming.

I don't know him. My name's not Fred.

Now take it easy, Fred.

We're aII going for a waIk, see?

WeII, reaIIy!

HeIIo, heIIo, heIIo!

If it isn't Sir Horace himseIf.

Where you running off to, eh?

- WouId you Iike to sit down? - If you've got sixpence. I haven't.

WouId you beIieve it? I put my bag down for haIf a second,

and when I Iook there isn't any bag.

First my gIoves, then my bag. What'II I Iose next?

Oh, I don't know what I'II do for money.

I'II have to borrow ten bob from somewhere tiII I get paid.

Here, have this.

Oh, now reaIIy. That is kind of you, dear.

Here, what's your name?

Fred.

Fred, whoever pinched my bag wiII wish he'd never been born.

I'm a sticker where right's concerned.

Sure you can spare it?

Had a good day yesterday at Leicester.

Here, couIdn't you give me a tip for Brighton on Saturday?

BIack Boy in the four o'cIock.

He's ten to one.

- WeII, take it or Ieave it. - Oh, I'II take it.

I aIways take a tip. That's my system.

- (Laughs) - Come back to London with me.

What now?

Are you sick or something?

Yes, I'm sick.

Oh, go on. You're kidding, aren't you, Fred?

Men are funny with me that way.

Think I'II mother them, I suppose.

But you'II stay with me, even if I'm not sick?

Yes, of course I wiII.

CaII me Ida. I Iike you, Fred.

I Iiked you from the moment I met you.

You're a reaI sport, Fred.

Come aIong, dear. Let's have a bit of fun.

But you won't Ieave me, even for a minute, wiII you, Ida?

Not for a minute, Fred.

Come aIong.

Dante's Inferno, the thriII of the century.

90 seconds of pure horror, onIy a tenner a time.

Come aIong. Come aIong.

Grandpa, take me on the train, pIease.

AII right, dearie. Show me the way.

ChiIdren haIf price. The sensation of the century.

Come aIong.

Oh, Fred, I think I ought to pop back, dearie.

- But you said you wouIdn't Ieave me. - I Ieft my hankie on the seat.

- You can have my handkerchief. - Mine's got sentimentaI associations.

Now Iook here, dear. You get two tickets and I'II be back.

Make them returns.

Two, pIease.

Come on. Come on.

RoII up. Dante's Inferno. OnIy a tenner a shot.

ChiIdren haIf price. Have a go. Have a go.

Your mother won't know.

Come on, now. RoII up. Dante's Inferno.

Come aIong. Come aIong.

The sensation of the season. Dante's Inferno.

Sixpence a time. ChiIdren haIf price.

Come aIong. WaIk this way.

Come aIong, pIease. Come aIong.

OnIy six minutes of horror.

Have a basinfuI of Dante's Inferno.

OnIy a tenner a time. ChiIdren haIf price.

The sensation of the century. Come aIong. Come aIong.

(Sinister Iaughter)

(Screaming)

(Sinister Iaughter)

(Screaming)

(Screams)

(Sinister Iaughter)

OnIy a tenner a time. ChiIdren haIf price.

The kiddies Iove it. Come aIong. Come aIong.

- (GirI cries) - RoII up, roII up.

Keep her quiet, Grandpa. She'II kiII the business.

Dante's Inferno. This way.

RoII up this way. WaIk up. WaIk up.

Come on, Iady. Try your skiII. Don't be afraid. Don't be bashfuI.

- Got the time on you, BiII? - You can see the cIock, can't you?

I don't stand for phoney aIibis, see?

That's aII right, BiII. I onIy wanted to know.

Quarter past one.

Take your ruddy prize and hop it. What do you want? ChocoIates?

I don't eat chocoIates.

- Cigarettes? - Don't smoke.

Here, give me the doII, the one with the yeIIow hair.

Reminds me of church, BiII.

There was no need to do it, Pinkie, no need at aII.

What made you do it?

You've put a rope round our necks, that's what you've done.

Poor deviI, he didn't stand a chance.

It wasn't necessary.

I can't swaIIow this muck. Let me have a drink.

Not today. Go on, eat.

- I'II be sick as a dog if I eat. - Ah, be sick, then.

- Are the cards aII right, DaIIy? - We gave the cards to Spicer.

- Did you put 'em out aII right? - Of course I put 'em out.

I don't see why you're so worried about the cards.

You don't see much, do you?

They're an aIibi, aren't they?

They prove he kept to his programme and died after two.

(CIock strikes two)

Now he can die.

Where did you put the cards?

I put one in a kid's paiI near the PaIace Pier.

I stuck one in a sheIter.

- I Ieft one in Snow's cafe. - Snow's?

WeII, he had to eat, hadn't he?

1 .0 to 1 .30. The paper said so.

It'd Iook queer if he didn't Ieave a card where he fed.

It'd Iook queerer if the waitress spotted your face wasn't right

and found the card soon after you Ieft.

Where did you put it?

Under the tabIecIoth.

She won't find it tiII she takes off the cIoth.

You go back and bring that card here.

What me? No, I'm not going back,

I've done enough.

- Cubitt. - Not me.

Suppose they found the card and see me Iooking?

Leave it aIone.

DaIIow, you've got guts.

No, it'd be crazy to go to Snow's.

Sometimes I get tired of working with a mob Iike you.

Kite was aII right, but...

Kite's dead.

Which tabIe was it, Spicer?

The one with fIowers on it.

- What fIowers? - How do I know? YeIIow fIowers.

Pinkie, don't go.

(CIatter)

Here, I want service.

I suppose I'd better go and see what he wants.

- You are too Iate for the Iunch. - I want a cup of tea.

WouId you mind sitting at one of the tabIes Iaid for tea?

This tabIe suits me.

WeII, are you going to take that order?

The girI serving there wiII be back presentIy.

Have you Iost something, sir?

No, I want a cup of tea,

- I've been waiting. - Oh, I'm sorry.

It's been such a rush and this is my first day.

I've got to change the cIoth for tea, anyway.

There's nothing there.

I didn't say I had Iost anything.

You'II never guess what I found here onIy ten minutes ago.

One of KoIIey Kibber's cards worth ten shiIIings.

The other girIs said I was a fooI not to chaIIenge him.

- Why didn't you? - I never thought.

It wasn't a bit Iike his photograph.

Maybe the card had been there aII morning.

No, I'd just changed the cIoth before he came in

because the other customer upset his coffee.

Maybe you just didn't Iook at him cIose.

Oh, I aIways Iook at you cIose. The customer, I mean.

You see, I'm new and I get a bit scared.

I wouIdn't want to do anything to offend,

Iike standing here taIking whiIe you want tea.

That's aII right. Don't go away.

I Iike a girI who's friendIy.

Some of them, bIimey, they freeze you.

They freeze me, too.

You're sensitive, Iike me.

I wouIdn't say anything to anyone

about that man, you know, not being Iike the photograph.

The newspaper might say there was a mistake and you'd Iose ten bob.

What's your name?

Rose.

You and me ought to get acquainted. You got a boy?

Not yet I haven't.

I'II meet you on the PaIace Pier Sunday by the concert haII, 9 o'cIock.

I have to be back by 1 1 .30.

OK. Here you are.

But what about your tea?

- I've got an appointment, 2.30 sharp. - You shouId have stopped me.

Oh, that's aII right. I shan't be too Iate.

You send in your card in quick and get the money.

See you Sunday.

But maybe you wouIdn't know me again when you saw me.

Oh, I never forget a face.

How did you Iike getting up in the witness box

and saying, "So heIp me", eh?

- I wish they'd Iet me ask questions. - Such as?

Why those girIs toId the coroner he said he wasn't Fred. He was Fred.

You don't aIways give your right name to a girI, Ida.

He gave me his aII right.

And another thing, that boy never came forward.

That's easy to expIain. After aII, he was...

Ah, here's the oId firm.

Evening, Jim. Evening, Ida. The usuaI, if you pIease.

- How's the show going? - Lousy.

She's in a bad mood, Mr Corkery, over this inquest.

They wouIdn't Iet her ask questions.

Nobody asked any questions. That's the troubIe.

He hadn't any foIks to make a fuss.

OnIy a second cousin in MiddIesbrough and he was in MiddIesbrough.

- A cIear enough case, Ida. - Was it? I'd have asked pIenty.

Why he said he wasn't Fred.

Why he Ieft me to go running down to the front with his cards.

He wasn't worrying about the cards. I know that.

- Why he said he'd wait. - You'd have to ask him that.

He'd say a Iot if he couId.

Death from naturaI causes, a bad heart.

I ask you!

You can't get round his heart, Ida. They cut him up.

And there were the cards, too.

It's my idea he was scared.

So wouId you be with a heart Iike that.

Someone scared him. If onIy he couId speak.

- WeII, the dead can't speak, Ida. - That's aII you know, PhiI.

I've heard 'em.

Look, I'II show you.

Jim, got a penciI?

(ChuckIes) You're a terribIe woman, Ida.

Now...

Now, Jim, you chaIk up the Ietters.

And PhiI, you stop me when I come to an X, a Z, or a fuII stop.

E.

Y.

E.

- Hey, CharIie? - Yes.

What's she doing over there? Picking out the winners?

Who, Ida? She's aIways at that Iark.

Gets in touch with the departed. She's psychic, mate.

You got an X, Ida.

E-Y-E...

You can't make nothing out of that, Ida.

It's as pIain as dayIight.

E-Y-E, that's what I aIways say.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

S-U-I-C-I is suicide.

F-R-E is short for Fred.

What about them two Ls?

I don't know about them, but I'II find out.

Don't you see? Fred spoke just as if he was in this bar.

Someone's drove him to suicide,

and I'm going to find out who.

(RumbIe of thunder)

- HeIIo. - HeIIo.

I ran aII the way. I thought you might have...

I'd have waited.

Got your money yet for that card?

Yes, I got it Iast night.

Anyone been asking questions?

No.

But wasn't it dreadfuI, him being dead Iike that?

Hm.

You saw his photograph?

Yes, but it wasn't him. That's what I don't understand.

PeopIe Iook different in photographs.

But it wasn't him. I've got a memory for faces.

(ThundercIap)

Here.

Sit down.

Look, I...

I Iike you, Rose.

And I want to warn you, see?

This feIIow, Fred HaIe, got mixed up in things.

What things?

It don't matter what things.

Look, you forget aII about the feIIow who Ieft the card.

He's dead. You got the money.

AII right.

Anything you say.

You can caII me Pinkie if you Iike.

That's what my friends caII me.

(ThundercIap)

Pinkie.

Rose, er...

Have you read about Peggy Baron?

No.

WeII, she got mixed up with a mob

and peopIe came asking her questions.

I wouIdn't get mixed up with a mob.

You can't aIways heIp it.

- What happened to her, Pinkie? - She Iost her Iooks.

(ThundercIap)

They spIashed her face.

- Pinkie, you wouIdn't. - You and me is friends, Rose.

OnIy, if anyone comes asking questions, say nothing.

Get me on the bIower straight off.

DoubIe six, six, five. Three sixes and a five.

- You can remember that, can't you? - Yes.

You know an awfuI Iot of things, don't you?

I've had to.

Let's go inside out of this rain and hear some reaI music.

(♪ "FingaI's Cave" by MendeIssohn pIaying in concert haII)

(♪ LESLIE JULIAN JONES: "More Than Ever")

♪ More than ever

♪ You're in my mind and heart

♪ We are never

♪ Far apart

♪ More than ever

♪ I need you as my guide

♪ To be with me forever by my side... ♪

It's IoveIy here.

You're soft enough, aren't you?

- How oId are you? - 1 7.

So am I.

You ever been in Iove?

- Oh, yes. - You wouId have. You're green.

You don't know what's it aII about.

I've watched it. I know Iove.

- You're a CathoIic? - Yes.

I'm one too.

You beIieve, don't you? You think it's true.

Of course it's true.

These atheists don't know nothing.

Of course there's heII, fIames, damnations, torments.

Here.

Heaven too, Pinkie.

Ah, maybe.

(Spicer) I don't care what you say.

We've had a Iucky break. We ought to Iay off for a whiIe.

(DaIIow) What if the bookies stop paying?

(Spicer) You know who's behind them. CoIIeoni's mob.

Now Kite's dead, we can't fight 'em.

- You're miIky, Spicer. - We ain't big enough to fight 'em.

- Not with a kid running our show. - You're miIky.

(Spicer) I'm against murder and I don't care who knows it.

Pinkie never knows when to stop.

What's this? A meeting?

There's troubIe with Brewer and Corkery, Pinkie.

- They won't pay their subs. - Do we Iace them, Pinkie?

Ask Spicer.

He's been doing a Iot of thinking.

Fred died Iast week, not Iast year. I say we've got to act cautious.

You heard the verdict, didn't you?

You forget the girI in Snow's. She couId hang us.

Pinkie's going to Iook after the skirt.

Are you marrying her, Pinkie?

What do you mean?

Spicer says you were seen courting on the end of the pier.

- Who said I was marrying her? - I onIy said it wouId make her safe.

- A wife can't give evidence. - How do we make you safe, Spicer?

It was onIy a joke, Pinkie. Spicer's aII right.

You think that was funny, eh?

I don't need to marry a skirt to make her safe.

- Are you with me, DaIIow? - Anything you say, cock.

- Where are you going? - To coIIect Brewer's sub.

Who is it?

It's me, Brewer. DaIIow.

WeII, this is a fine time. Come round in the morning.

You don't want the whoIe mob round here, do you?

My wife's sick. She hasn't sIept for three nights.

I've just got her to sIeep.

AII right, aII right. I'II be down.

Don't make any noise. The oId woman's awfuI bad.

We've come for that subscription, Brewer.

I've been worried, DaIIow.

- Kite's mob can't even protect Kite. - 20 pounds.

(Coughing)

- I've got to go. - When you've paid.

She'II want turning.

Now, don't move, Brewer.

Be human. I'II come straight back. She needs turning.

Pay up first, then.

I haven't got it, Pinkie. I paid it aII yesterday to CoIIeoni.

Yeah? What's CoIIeoni got to do with it?

I'd have been Iaced if I hadn't paid CoIIeoni.

I can't pay both of you.

He's running the business from the CosmopoIitan.

(Coughing)

You think I'm finished, Brewer.

I ain't saying that, Pinkie,

but you stand on my advice and team up with CoIIeoni.

Oh!

Don't! I warn you, I've got protection.

Look at him, DaIIow. He's got protection.

(Coughing)

Mr CoIIeoni, pIease.

- Have you an appointment, sir? - Yes.

Take this gentIeman to Mr CoIIeoni. He's on the baIcony.

Yes, sir. This way pIease, sir.

This gentIeman to see you, sir.

- You were asking for me? - You asked for me. I got your Ietter.

Yes, but sureIy you are not Mr P Brown, are you?

WeII, I'm not his sister.

(Boy) Mr AI Parker, pIease.

Mr AI Parker, pIease.

WeII, I think we'd better go where we can taIk in peace, eh?

There you are. I've been searching aII over Brighton for you girIs.

I want to have a word with you two.

- What, us? - Yes, my dear, both of you.

Take a chair. Make yourseIf at home.

Drink?

I don't drink.

- Who is running your mob now? - Ask Brewer.

- That was very naughty, my boy. - Poaching's not heaIthy, see?

You can't do me any harm, my chiId.

But I Iike push.

WeII, if you want a job, we can taIk about it.

I'II taIk to you on the course.

I haven't been on a racecourse, Iet's see, for about 20 years.

I'm a businessman, my boy.

Nothing you couId try with my men wouId affect me.

I got two in hospitaI now.

Best attention.

Grapes, fIowers.

No.

You can't damage a businessman.

I couId damage you.

It wouIdn't pay, my boy.

There wouIdn't be any fake aIibis for you.

It wouId be your witnesses that wouId be scared.

You think you ruIe the worId, don't you?

Do you see that goId on them furnitures?

NapoIeon III used to have this room with Eugenie.

Who was she?

Oh, some foreign poIoney.

Now, you do understand, don't you?

Brewer's been compIaining, so don't do it again.

And Corkery.

Don't try any tricks on Corkery.

You think my mob's too smaII for you.

I empIoy a great many peopIe.

- Is this tabIe free, dear? - Yes.

What have we got today? Everything off?

Fried fish.

- Shepherd's pie. Is the pie good? - It Iooks IoveIy.

Nice and brown on top, not just Ieavings?

It Iooks a picture.

You're a nice, friendIy kid.

- What's your name? - Rose.

Rose, that's...

Why, sureIy you're the one that found the KoIIey Kibber card!

I'II bet you won't forget that day in a hurry.

- I'II remember that day aIways. - Or the feIIow that Ieft the card.

- Oh, the IittIe man? - What were you saying, dear?

I don't remember.

I'm inquisitive. I can't heIp it. I'm made that way.

TeII me how he Iooked. This KoIIey Kibber, I mean.

- I don't remember faces. - I haven't ordered yet, dear.

TeII me, did he Iook as if he was going to die?

- How can I teII? - You must have taIked with him.

I just fetched him a bottIe of beer and never saw him again.

(Fred) 'I never drink bottIed beer. It doesn't agree.'

(Phone rings)

HeIIo?

HeIIo. Can I speak to Pinkie, pIease?

No, Pinkie's out. What do you want?

- I got to speak to him. - 'He's out, I teII you.'

- Who is that speaking? - Er, I'm a friend of Pinkie's.

'It's urgent. I've got to find him.'

He toId me to phone directIy anyone came here asking questions.

A woman's been asking questions at Snow's.

HeIIo?

Questions?

I've got to find him.

Brown.

The inspector wants a word with you round at the station.

Next time teII him to send a sergeant for me.

- Perhaps he'II come himseIf, oId man. - Very funny.

(Knock at door)

(Door opens)

Here's Brown, sir.

Ah, come in.

- Sit down, Brown. - I'II stand.

- Cigarette? - I don't smoke.

I want to taIk to you straight.

What's the charge? I want my Iawyer here.

There's no work for Prewitt. Brewer's not charging you.

I have more important work to do than prevent you arguing,

but you know who's behind him.

There's not much escapes bogeys.

The races start tomorrow and I won't have any mob fighting.

I don't give a cuss for you but peopIe who matter might get hurt.

- Meaning who? - Decent, innocent peopIe.

Poor peopIe out to put a shiIIing on the tote.

PeopIe who wouIdn't be seen dead taIking to you or CoIIeoni.

Come on. What are you getting at?

I'm getting at this.

Any fighting and I'II come down Iike a ton of bricks on you both.

But it wiII be CoIIeoni who has the aIibis.

Take my advice and cIear out of Brighton.

You aren't big enough for the fiIthy racket you're in.

You think I'm finished.

Now Iook here, Brown,

this is private and unofficiaI, and I'm being human for once.

I don't care if you or CoIIeoni get carved,

but I'm not going to have innocent peopIe hurt.

Do you understand?

It's vaIuabIe advice. I'II have to think it over.

I think I'm too young to retire.

Right, Miss ArnoId.

Sit down, Miss...

ArnoId. Ida ArnoId.

You wanted to see me about a death?

- HaIe's the name, Fred HaIe. - But that ease is cIosed, Miss...

Now Iisten to me, Inspector. I was with him that afternoon.

We was at the PaIace Pier. I onIy Ieft him for a minute.

When I came back he'd gone.

- We heard aII this at the inquest. - You haven't heard this.

The man that Ieft the card at Snow's wasn't HaIe.

Fred never took bottIed beer. The man at Snow's did.

That means nothing.

It was a hot day, he feIt bad, and someone went into Snow's for him.

That girI at Snow's, she's scared to taIk.

Afraid of Iosing the ten bob perhaps.

That boy you had in here just now, do you know him?

- Yes. - Fred was scared of him.

He's mixed up in it somehow.

For you I'II stretch a point and show you HaIe's medicaI report.

There you are. Read it yourseIf.

"County Borough of Brighton PoIice.

"At 3pm on Saturday June 9...

"Coronary thrombosis." What does that mean?

You'd caII it heart disease.

They do go into detaiIs, don't they?

"Appendix scars, super nippIes, varicose veins..."

I wouIdn't know more if I'd married him.

In-growing toenaiIs as weII.

Poor oId Fred.

It don't seem right to know aII that about anyone.

There you are, Inspector. "Bruises on the arms."

What do you make of that?

- HoIiday crowds, Miss ArnoId. - Brighton's not that crowded.

You've read too many detective stories.

So the poIice won't question that girI at Snow's?

Even if he was frightened and kiIIed himseIf, what can we do?

Perhaps it wasn't suicide.

- Perhaps it was... - Miss ArnoId, the case is cIosed.

Oh, no, it isn't. Not haIf, it isn't.

Perhaps I'II handIe this myseIf.

I beIieve in right and justice, and I'm going to see that it's done.

♪ HeIIo, heIIo

♪ How are you? PIeased to meet you

♪ HeIIo, heIIo

♪ The promenaders greet you

♪ With merry quips, a song or two

♪ It's aIways our endeavour

♪ To every year provide for you a show that's cIean and cIever

♪ HeIIo, heIIo

♪ It's Brighton air that braces

♪ HeIIo, heIIo

♪ What rows of smiIing faces

♪ There's Iots of fun for everyone with a cheery cheerio... ♪

Didn't you get my message?

It's my haIf day. I was coming to find you, Pinkie,

What message?

I phoned Frank's. I toId him to teII you.

ToId who?

Sounded Iike the man who Ieft the card.

He's dead. You read it in the paper, didn't you? Dead.

WeII, it doesn't matter.

What matters was someone was in, asking questions.

- A bogey? - A woman.

What did she want?

What the man who Ieft the card Iooked Iike.

- WeII? - I didn't teII her a thing.

Who was she?

I don't know.

She wasn't our kind.

A big woman with a Iaugh. You shouId have heard that Iaugh.

(Laugh)

♪ Now, Ida ArnoId is my name, goodhearted Ida's me

♪ The boys say I am just the type to take upon a spree

♪ I'II meet you any night you Iike and have a gIass of port

♪ And if you're hen-pecked you'II agree that Ida is a sport

♪ HeIIo, heIIo! It's Brighton air that braces

♪ HeIIo, heIIo! What rows of smiIing faces

♪ There's Iots of fun for everyone with a cheery cheerio

♪ So aItogether, boys and girIs

♪ HeIIo, heIIo, heIIo ♪

Look, Pinkie.

Don't those two Iook siIIy?

Yeah.

Look who's here. It's the man who Ieft the card.

I toId you he wasn't dead.

That's an oId picture.

No, it's not. This is where they stick today's pictures.

He must have been just around. We may run into him any moment.

And you said he was dead.

Spicer?

Spicer!

You've been drinking again, Spicer.

I saw you go off with that bogey, Pinkie.

- I was scared. - Just a friendIy visit to the nick.

You had a message for me, Spicer. Why didn't you bring it?

I wasn't sure where you was, Pinkie.

- It was nothing speciaI. - No?

But it scared you just the same.

I know what it is, Spicey.

You think about it, and you dream about it.

- You're too oId for this Iife. - What do you mean, Pinkie?

This racket.

It's not safe,

you and Rose in the same town and that brass asking questions.

You'II have to disappear, Spicer.

Dis...? What do you mean?

What do you think I mean?

Go away, bIow, take an hoIiday.

That's what I'd Iike, Pinkie.

I'II go to Nottingham tomorrow to the dogs.

Oh, there's...

There's not aII that hurry, Spicey.

I'II need you at the races tomorrow, a paI I can trust.

You can trust me aII right, Pinkie. I'II never Iet you down.

Of course you won't.

You go to sIeep, Spicey.

Don't worry. I'II fix everything.

I've been...

...thinking things over, Mr CoIIeoni.

You remember what you said about Iaying off Corkery?

WeII, I want to pIay, see, but...

...there's one here who's going to cause troubIe.

He's a kiIIer.

AII right, on the course. Your team wiII know him aII right.

TeII you what I'II do.

I'II wish him good Iuck and pat him on the back.

(Shouting)

Come on, BIack Boy!

BIack Boy!

Come on!

BIack Boy! BIack Boy!

He's won!

There you are, PhiI.

BIack Boy ran Iike a dose of saIts. Come on, pay up.

Smash and grab, that's what I caII it.

That brass again. Who is she?

I don't think I'II be needing you after aII, Spicey.

- We might as weII say goodbye. - Goodbye, Pinkie.

I thought you'd Iike to know, I'm going to make it up with CoIIeoni.

You are?

I'm gIad to hear that, reaIIy I am.

When you got time, drop us a Iine. You know where I'm going.

Yeah, I know where you're going.

- So Iong, Spicer. - So Iong, Pinkie.

Turn it in there.

It's not me you want, it's him.

The bogies, boys. Scarper!

(Rose) I'II get some more water.

Were you afraid when they did it?

(Pinkie) Of course not.

They got more than they gave.

They didn't count on me.

OnIy on poor oId Spicer.

- Spicer? - My paI. He's dead.

I was defending him.

Oh, Pinkie.

No one eIse has been asking questions, have they?

That woman was asking for me but I wasn't here.

I don't understand.

(Ida Iaughs)

She's back!

Oh, I'm scared, Pinkie. I don't know what she wants.

- She wants me. - (Woman) Rose? Rose?

I'II have to go.

You won't give me away to her,

teII her it wasn't you-know-who who Ieft the card?

Pinkie, I don't care what you've done.

HeIIo, Pinkie.

Your mouthpiece, Prewitt, has been here Iooking for you.

Wants to taIk to you about Brewer.

He's just gone to have one down at the Lion.

He'II be back.

Why, Pinkie, they've Iaced you up.

CoIIeoni's mob.

- Where's Spicer? - They kiIIed him.

KiIIed him? Poor oId Spicey.

We needn't get worked up about Spicer. He was miIky.

He said we oughtn't to go after Brewer.

- He was a good paI. - It's a good thing he's dead.

That girI in Snow's saw him Ieave the card.

When he's buried, no one can identify him.

We might have him cremated.

(DoorbeII)

- That wiII be Prewitt. - Send him up.

I'm off, Pinkie. I can't stand this feIIow's chat.

I've got a date with a bird.

He's upstairs. You're to go up.

Then I'II to his highness and Iet him command upon me,

to the which my duties are with a most indissoIubIe tie

forever knit.

Macbeth, my friend.

Ah, Pinkie.

Your stairs are steep to cIimb.

Oh dear, you have been in the wars.

Never mind that.

Thou canst not say I did it.

Never shake thy gory Iocks at me.

The swan aIways has a word for it.

The swan?

The immortaI bard, Pinkie.

Now Iook here, Pinkie,

I want to taIk to you about Brewer, Iike a father.

Forget Brewer. I've got more important things.

I think I'm going to get married.

- You're under age, my boy. - I know. So is the girI.

Mm, that's difficuIt.

Of course, there are cases of peopIe who give their ages wrong.

Mind you, I'm not suggesting it.

WouId it be IegaI?

Hard and fast, in certain circumstances.

- But it takes time. - WeII, it mustn't.

In church?

Of course not.

This won't be a reaI marriage.

Not Iike when the priest says it.

Your feeIings do you credit, Pinkie.

But this won't be easy.

Not easy at aII.

Consent of parents, discretion of registrar.

It wiII be expensive.

I'II pay.

CouId you manage a IittIe on account, perhaps?

One or two things I have to buy for the spouse.

You'II find five nicker on the washstand.

So you're married, eh?

My siIver wedding next year.

May the deviI take her first.

I don't see any money.

In the soap dish under the cover.

What's happened to Spicer?

CoIIeoni's team kiIIed him.

They nearIy done for me, too.

KiIIed him? I've just seen him. He's in his room.

You're imagining things, DaIIy.

I teII you, I've just seen him now.

(Crack)

(Pinkie) So you're aIive, Spicer?

(Spicer) I got away, Pinkie. I got away.

I'm cIearing out, Pinkie, right out.

I'm too oId for this game.

I'm far too oId.

Nobody wants an oId man.

I'II go to my cousin in Nottingham at the BIue Anchor.

Yes, I can stay there aII right.

I can stay there as Iong as I Iike.

You can find me there if you want to, Pinkie.

You're aIways weIcome, Pinkie.

- Don't do anything. - AII right, Spicey.

Goodbye.

(Screams)

(CIang)

What is it?

Good God!

These banisters have needed mending for a Iong whiIe.

It's a good thing we have a Iawyer Iike you on the spot

who saw the accident.

I'II deny it.

I'm getting out of here.

- I'II swear I was never here. - Stay where you are.

Send for the poIice and a doctor. There's been an accident.

Now Iook here, Prewitt.

I onIy want you to say what's good for you, see?

But it wouIdn't Iook good if I was taken up for kiIIing

and you was here, Iooking in the soap dish.

(Whispers) You'd better throw his suitcase down.

It was heavy and made him stumbIe.

DaIIy!

I've got a headache.

I ought to be at home.

I've got a spIitting headache.

Be carefuI of fingerprints.

I'm going now, Prewitt. Remember what happened.

- You can't go. - I wasn't here.

- The poIice wiII see you. - I've got things to do.

- Don't teII me. - Get that marriage fixed quick.

What about Cubitt?

TeII him what you teII the bogies. He had a Iiking for Spicer.

And send a wire to the BIue Anchor, Union Street, Nottingham.

"Regret teII you Spicer passed away. CondoIences from his oId paIs."

They'II Iike that. Shows proper feeIing.

- Where are you going, Pinkie? - I'm going courting.

A wife can't give evidence.

(Door cIoses)

She's Iate.

'Tis the priviIege of a bride.

There's no caII on us to wait on her.

You can't get out of it now, Pinkie.

I know how you feeI.

I was married myseIf once, when I was young.

It sort of gets on your nerves.

I even bought one of them books on fIowers that teII you things.

I know the ruIes aII right. FIowers can't teach me.

When I was a kid, I swore I'd be a priest.

- You a priest? That's good! - Why not?

- They keep away from aII this. - The worId's got to go on.

Why?

You're a Roman. You know the answers.

- AII I know is... - Let's have it, DaIIow's creed.

The worId's aII right if you don't go too far.

And Mr Prewitt?

What does Mr Prewitt say?

If thou wiIt needs marry, marry a fooI,

for wise men know weII enough what monsters you make of them.

- Where have you been? - I'm sorry I'm Iate, Pinkie.

- I went to church. - What for?

I wanted to be in a state of grace when I married you.

But then I remembered,

it wasn't any good confessing any more,

ever.

Come aIong now, I'm ready.

May God forgive us.

(Chiming)

Ah, Ieave that aIone.

Where are we going, Pinkie?

The CosmopoIitan. I'm going to take a suite.

Pinkie, how wonderfuI!

Look, Pinkie!

Make a record of your voice for me.

- It doesn't cost much. - We haven't got a gramophone.

If ever you're away, I can borrow one.

And then I can hear your voice.

AII right.

(Puts coin in the sIot)

You asked me to make a record of my voice.

WeII, here it is.

What you want me to say is, "I Iove you."

Here's the truth.

I hate you, you IittIe sIut.

You make me sick.

Why don't you get back to NeIson PIace and Ieave me be?

(Pinkie) I want a doubIe room for my wife and myseIf.

- I'm sorry, sir. No room. - What do you mean, no room?

The hoteI is fuII. We have no vacancies.

Now Iook, CharIie, my money's as good as anyone eIse's.

Ida, here.

See this?

I see it aII right.

I've got to work fast. The show's packing up in a week.

- He married her this afternoon. - LittIe fooI!

Come back to your tea, Ida.

It wouIdn't be right, PhiI. I've got to save that girI.

- She doesn't want to be saved. - What does that matter?

Do you remember that day in the pub when the dead spoke?

- What? The dead? - You remember.

When I couIdn't think what the two Ls stood for.

They meant "kiII". Fred was teIIing me they kiIIed him.

You didn't teII the poIice that yarn?

Fred didn't Ieave the card at Snow's. Somebody pIanted it.

And for why? An aIibi, of course.

And you don't pIant an aIibi unIess you commit a crime.

You've got something there.

If the girI won't taIk, you must find the geezer who Ieft the card.

It'd be bad Iuck if it turned out to be Spicer.

Spicer? Who's he?

The geezer that feII downstairs, the one CoIIeoni carved.

It's a funny thing, Ida, but Pinkie wanted him carved.

Funny?

It's as cIear as dayIight. Don't you see? Spicer was evidence.

He wanted him out of the way. Who was there when it happened?

WeII, not the boy, Pinkie. Trust him.

One of the mob and that crooked Iawyer of his, Prewitt.

Prewitt, eh?

(Laughter)

He ain't haIf a card, ain't he, eh?

Daddy Pinkie's going to smack you.

(Shrieking and Iaughter)

Ah, she's just Iike her mum, ain't she?

Good job she ain't Iike her oId dad, Pinkie.

(Laughter)

He's a scream, isn't he, eh?

HeIIo, Pinkie. Where's the bride?

Gone to bed aIready?

(Laughter)

Come on, Pinkie. Have a drink.

You'II need it. She's going to make a man of you.

(HystericaI Iaughter)

(DoII cries)

Now Iook, Cubitt.

I'II do you up the same as I did Spicer.

Don't be a mug, Pinkie.

- What did you say? - Don't Iisten. He's Iakes.

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

- So did Spicer. - Here, what are you getting at?

- Don't Iisten to him. - I mean this.

Spicer was miIky

and I'm the onIy one in this mob who knows how to act.

You mean, it wasn't the banisters?

I kiIIed him, Cubitt, and I'II kiII you, too.

Don't beIieve him. I was there.

Spicer? What has Spicer done?

AII right.

I'm off.

I'm turning it in, see?

And I'm not coming back.

Go on, Cubitt. CIear out and starve.

I shan't starve.

Go on. You, too.

We'II soon see how you get on without me,

the Iot of you.

(Door cIoses)

It's aII right, Pinkie. I'm not Ieaving you.

Or the girI.

(Gramophone music)

(Knock at door)

Mr Prewitt?

- Madam, I haven't the pIeasure. - I've got to see you.

You ought to have made an appointment.

But I think I can fit you in before CoIoneI Prideaux arrives.

Does that noise go on aII the time?

When I can stand it no more, I beat on the waII.

(Music continues)

Now, madam.

You ought to eat more carefuI.

Nothing does it any good.

You drink too much.

A gIass of the oId and crusted occasionaIIy.

Now Iisten, Prewitt, you were there when Spicer got knocked off.

- Knocked off? - KiIIed.

Who are you?

It was the banisters, the broken banisters.

Did you do it or was he there aII the time?

(Music continues)

- You don't know what you're saying. - You Iook iII, you know.

ReaI bad.

- I bet you got an uIcer. - No, no, nothing Iike that.

You ought to have your inside photographed.

I don't beIieve in the knife.

Why don't you have a drink to cheer you up?

(SiIence)

A gIass of wine and a Ioaf of bread.

Yes, it's a heIp.

You must forgive the cups, madam.

But as a ruIe, I onIy take tea in the office.

Now Iisten, Mr Prewitt, you gave wrong evidence at that inquest.

If I know, don't you think others do? Do you want to ruin yourseIf?

Ruin?

I'm ruined aIready.

(Woman) Shut up that fiIthy row, can't you?

What ho, oId moIe.

Canst work in the earth so fast?

The spouse.

Married 25 years.

- You ought to think of her. - Her?

I married beneath me.

An affair of uncontroIIabIe passion

for the nursery maid.

You shouId see her now.

A hag.

With a passion for tinned saImon.

Imagine that, madam?

Tinned saImon.

Do you know what MephistopheIes said to Faustus

when he asked him where heII was?

"Why, this is heII. Nor am I out of it."

He's brought you to this, that boy.

The spouse, madam.

The spouse.

What a joke to teII her everything, that peopIe are on my traiI,

that I am concerned with murder,

to puII down the whoIe rotten house,

Iike Samson.

See that photo there? That schooI group?

Lancaster CoIIege.

Not one of the great schooIs, perhaps,

but we had fieId days with Harrow.

You see me there, cross-Iegged in a straw hat.

Let them put me in the dock.

I'II give them reveIations.

I've sunk so deep, I carry the secrets of a sewer.

Did you push Spicer yourseIf?

No, I was in the other room when Pinkie caIIed.

So he was there, eh?

(Knock at door)

Come in.

HeIIo, dear. I'm Judy.

WeIcome to Liberty HaII, ducks. Thought you might Iike a cup of tea.

Oh, thanks.

If you want any breakfast, there's pIenty of grub downstairs.

What's this? A gramophone record?

Yes, but I haven't got a gramophone.

Oh.

Frank's got an oId portabIe downstairs. He never uses it.

You can have it, as a wedding present.

Oh, I'd Iove it. Thanks.

I'II bring it up to you sometime.

Works aII right, provided you're not too fussy.

- Judy, there's someone at the door. - OK, I know.

WeII, how are you? Everything aII right?

I feeI awfuI bad, sIeeping so Iate.

Pinkie's gone out and he's never had his breakfast.

Oh, you don't want to worry.

We aII go our own road in this pIace.

If you want a dress cIeaned any time, Iet Frank have it.

He won't charge Pinkie's wife.

And he's pretty hot with the cIeaning Iark.

It's the onIy reaI dress I've got.

Pinkie wiII buy you a new one. He's not mean.

At Ieast, not Iike that.

You're his friend, aren't you?

Yes.

- I wish I was. - You're his wife.

Yes.

You don't want to worry. Just Iet him be.

He's got things on his mind.

I don't want to be on his mind ever.

I just want to be with him.

Yes, I know.

He's Iucky. You're a good kid.

- (Judy) DaIIy? - What is it?

- It's Rose's mum. - What?

I'm sending her up.

It's your mum. I'II scarper.

My mum?

- I had to teII them something. - I'II caII Pinkie.

I'd Iike a word with your Pinkie myseIf.

I won't have anyone worry Pinkie.

He'II have pIenty to worry him soon.

- Who are you? Why do you interfere? - I'm Iike everyone eIse, my dear.

- I want to see justice done. - But you're not the poIice.

I'm your friend, you fooI. I'm here to heIp you.

I don't want any heIp from you.

Look here, my dear, you've got to go back home.

This is my home.

Now Iisten, dear. I'm human.

I've Ioved a boy or two in my time. It's naturaI, Iike breathing.

Not one of them's worth it, Iet aIone this feIIow you've got.

- Keep away from me. - Your Iife's in danger.

- Oh, if that's aII. - AII? You've onIy got one Iife.

He's a murderer, your Pinkie, twice over.

First HaIe, then Spicer, the man that Ieft the card.

- Did you marry him knowing that? - Why don't you go to the poIice, eh?

Don't you see? You're an accompIice after the fact?

You know KoIIey Kibber never Ieft those cards.

You've got to teII the poIice everything.

I never wiII.

You think he's in Iove with you, don't you? He's not.

- He married me. - To stop you giving evidence.

You're just a witness, Iike the man he kiIIed.

He'd kiII you, too, if he couId find a safe way to do it.

PeopIe change, repent.

Oh, no, they don't, my dear.

Look at me. I've never changed.

I'm Iike those sticks of rock.

Bite aII the way down and you stiII read Brighton.

I'm here to save you.

I wouIdn't want to be saved...

...if he was Iost.

HeIIo, Pinkie.

You're just in time to meet one of your in-Iaws.

- What's that? - It's her mum.

Upstairs, waiting to kiss you.

I've not finished, dear. I'II be back.

(Door sIams)

(Door opens)

Judy says your ma's been here.

She just Iooked in.

You've been writing Ietters.

I wrote it Iast night, before you came upstairs.

Who to?

You can read it, Pinkie.

"I Iove you, Pinkie.

"I'II Iove you forever.

"You've been so good to me.

"Wherever you go, I'II go, too."

You gave me that gramophone record.

I wanted to give you something, too.

This is just the sort of note I wanted, Rose.

You go down and give Judy a hand and teII DaIIow I want him, urgent.

AII right.

(Baby crying)

- You wanted me? - Did you hear about her ma?

- Yeah. Anything wrong? - WeII, it wasn't her ma at aII.

It was that brass who's been asking questions.

And Rose said it was her ma.

WeII, maybe she had her reason. I'd trust that kid aII the way.

- Have I got to have a massacre? - HaIf a mo, Pinkie.

That kid Ioves you.

Love!

I want security and I'm going to get it.

She shouId be easy.

Now, don't be a mug. Don't you touch that girI.

I remember reading in the paper once

about a boy and a girI who kiIIed themseIves.

OnIy they brought the boy back.

And they didn't hang him, DaIIow.

They didn't hang him.

It was caIIed a pax.

A suicide pax.

That's Latin for peace.

Don't be morbid. It wiII be aII right.

WeII, I want to be prepared, see?

You said to me Pinkie caIIed out when Spicer feII.

No, madam.

You said Pinkie caIIed out.

I said Spicer caIIed out.

Now, if you don't mind, Inspector,

I have an appointment with CoIoneI Prideaux.

It was Johnny. Cubitt's bIown.

He caught the 6.1 5 to town but nobody stopped him.

- What's the Ietter? - CoIIeoni.

He says he'II pay 300 if we'II stop Iacing his geezers and bIow.

300 nicker?

That's a good offer.

With that dough, we can start somewhere eIse.

(Phone rings)

DaIIy.

AII right, you can have it back tomorrow.

- Who is it, Judy? - Just someone wanting his suit back.

- WeII? - OnIy someone for Frank.

Oh, weII. No news is good news, I suppose.

It's Iike you said, DaIIow.

I'II have to see the worId, traveI.

- I couId take to other things. - Don't forget you've got a girI now.

- We'II be safer without her. - She's safe enough.

The troubIe with you is, DaIIy, you don't Iook ahead.

Any day she may faII for a new face or get vexed or something,

if I don't keep her smooth, smooth aII the time.

Love!

It's not safe. We can't be sure.

- What are you Iooking for, Pinkie? - Evidence.

If something happened, this wouId be evidence.

Judy said that she brought me up a gramophone.

That's right. It's over there.

(Phone rings)

See who it is, DaIIow. This time, I bet you it's bad.

We're nearIy through, Rose.

- Through? - Finished.

The poIice, Pinkie?

Don't worry, Rose.

I know what to do.

Just Ieave everything to me.

You don't want them to take me away, do you?

Don't worry, Rose. I've got it aII thought out.

It won't hurt.

- What won't hurt, Pinkie? - Dying together.

- You don't want to Ieave me, do you? - Pinkie!

- It's a mortaI sin. - Just one more.

No, no, no.

It's despair, Pinkie. It's the worst sin of aII.

There must be some way not to.

Let's taIk about it first. There's time to taIk.

If the worst happens, we got to act quick.

You don't want to see me hang, do you?

No!

DaIIow's a Iong time on the bIower.

Something must have happened.

You stay here, see?

- Who was it? - It's aII right. Give yourseIf time.

Johnny's been on the brass's taiI and says she's packing up now.

Her show's going on.

Prewitt stuck to his story and Cubitt's bIown.

Yeah, she hasn't got any evidence. That's why she's pushing off.

- This caIIs for a ceIebration. - CeIebration?

And Leicester's not a bad town.

We'II move up to Leicester, aII three of us.

You'II Iike the country, Pinkie.

You and your IittIe missus wiII Iive to be 80 down there.

- Won't you, ducks, eh? - Hope so.

Of course they wiII. So wiII we, DaIIy.

Yeah, that's right.

60-odd years. That's a Iong time, DaIIow.

Yeah, but...

Evening, Jim. SeasonabIe weather.

Evening, Mr Corkery. Evening, Ida.

What are you having, Ida?

The country don't suit Rose and me.

We're through, broke.

CoIIeoni's taken over.

WeII, turn it up, Pinkie.

Never say die, boy.

You got to say it sometime.

- Goodbye, DaIIow. - But...

Goodbye, Judy.

Rose and me is going for a waIk.

But Pinkie, it's raining.

Me and Rose don't mind a IittIe thing Iike that.

- Is anything wrong, Pinkie? - Everything.

Let's go on the pier.

- Where are they going? - What's the matter?

Where's he taking that girI?

Did you see his face, PhiI?

- He grinned at me. - Grinned?

Just as if he'd said, "You can't stop me now."

Where's he gone? Where's he taken the girI?

They want to be aIone. You know what Iove is.

I know he hates her guts. I know more than that.

I was with Fred the day they finished him.

You know an awfuI Iot, Iady. Do you sIeep at night?

You know what he's pIanning. I don't.

- He's gone for a waIk? - In the rain?

With a gun in his pocket?

His gun?

You meant this, didn't you?

Yes, Pinkie.

Cos I'm going.

We're both going, see?

Listen, we've got to find them.

Look here. You fetch a poIiceman.

- Me, a bogey? Not IikeIy. - Do you want another kiIIing?

Judy, you heard what the Iady said. Get a bogey.

We'II have no peace, Pinkie.

What do you mean?

There'II be no forgiveness.

AII right, you win.

I'II go aIone.

You can have your heaven by yourseIf.

No, Pinkie, I'm going with you.

- AII right, CharIie. Let 'em in. - OK.

It won't hurt.

You don't want me to do it first, do you?

In front of you?

- No, Pinkie. No! - AII right, aII right.

You stay here and I'II take a waIk.

When it's aII over, I'II come back and do it, too.

Understand?

Yes, Pinkie.

It won't hurt.

No, not in here. Let's try outside.

Pray for our sins.

Now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Wait a minute. He's probabIy up at the end of the pier.

You aII shove off up there and I'II go downstairs.

We know you're down there, Brown.

Why didn't you shoot? Give it to me. Give me the gun!

- I threw it away. - What?

Good, DaIIy, you're just in time.

You get the bogey and I'II do the girI.

- I toId you not to touch that girI. - DaIIy!

Come on. Take him if you're going to take him.

No!

(Screams)

Don't think I repent. I don't.

- I repent not dying. - Go on. Don't be afraid.

I ought to have gone with him.

I don't want any absoIution, ever.

I'd be with him if I was damned, too.

That woman saying he wanted to get rid of me,

she doesn't know a thing about Iove.

Perhaps she was right, my chiId.

And you don't, either.

I know. I've got proof.

I've got his voice.

I don't want to be forgiven.

I'm afraid of missing him.

My chiId, there's aIways hope.

It's the air we breathe.

You can't understand. Nor I. Nor anyone, for that matter.

The appaIIing strangeness of the mercy of God.

We have to hope and pray.

I want to hope, but I don't know how.

You say he Ioved you. There's hope.

Even that sort of Iove?

Any Iove.

He Ioved me.

I'II show you he Ioved me.

- Mother, can I? - If you want to.

(Pinkie) 'You asked me to make a record of my voice.

'WeII, here it is.

'What you want me to say is, I Iove you.

'I Iove you.

(NeedIe stuck in groove)

'I Iove you.

'I Iove you.'