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I beg your pardon... but may I sit here?

Why?

Well...you look a bit lonely...

That's not right, you know.

Pretty girl like you.

It's a public room.

Oh, thank you... How about a fresh drink?

No.

Having fun?

Yes...in a quiet way.

You can't have fun alone...

Especially on a boat.

Takes practice.

But it isn't TOO difficult.

Yes, Miss?

- The same? - No, that's foul stuff.

Haven't you any decent Scotch?

But you 'ad the best, Miss.

There's better in the First Class...

Send up for it, will you?

I thought...

We were told you had been killed.

Were you?!

I always admired your work.

Before you became a soldier.

What a pity you have gone into this unpleasant business.

The other side of you will not survive.

It's more important to me that YOU will not survive.

Excusez-moi, monsieur.

Do YOU mean that this photograph is yours?

Of course.

It's an old photograph.

How old?

2...3 years, perhaps.

It can't look old.

Do you mind stepping into that room...

I'll be with you in a moment.

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long.

Your passport seems correct enough...

But this picture...

Well, you've only got to look at it yourself, sir!

It never occurred to me that...

...that I'd changed so much.

That photograph was made

before the fighting began in my country.

Have you got any papers?

Or is there anyone in London who knows you?

Your embassy?

No...no...I'm a private citizen...

I have a few business introductions.

But I'm afraid they are written in Spanish.

Your scar doesn't show in this picture.

Have you been in the fighting?

Yes.

Which side?

The Republican side, of course.

Well...you're passport's quite in order.

Perhaps if you let me know where you're staying in London.

I'll have to enter SOME address.

Where do you suppose somebody like myself, would stay?

Perhaps the "Strand Palace"?

Strand Palace.

You'll have to hurry for your train.

The Customs officer will clear you luggage.

- Right through there. - Thank you.

Could you be quicker about this?!

I HAVE to catch the train!

What's this?

I think it says "Cognac" on the label.

I'm afraid we'll have to charge on these.

I didn't declare them, because they've all been opened!

You can read the regulations.

I'll take your word for it.

I haven't the time!

Where is the London train?

The boat train has just left...

You'll have to wait now for the 8.40.

You've made me miss it!

I shall report this.

My father is the director of the line!

I'm afraid this has nothing to do with the "line".

He's Lord Benditch.

If you wish to take these bottles with you, the duty will be �5.2.0.

Oh, blast! It HAS gone!

There is another in an hour and a half.

So they tell you.

It'll be hours late in this fog.

I've GOT to get to town tonight.

Who hasn't!?

It may be clearer inland.

I'm going to hire a car.

I can't wait in this hell-hole for an hour.

Care for a lift?

Oh, don't worry... I'm as sober as a judge.

Oh, thank you... I wasn't thinking that.

Only what would be most quick.

Oh, I shall be quickest.

Then I'll come.

My name is Denard...

Is it?

Oh...mine's Cullen... if you want to know.

The Honourable Rose Cullen.

A hideous name...but then, my father's crazy about roses.

Otherwise he has no tastes whatever...

...except for making money.

I hope we'll have no trouble getting a car.

Why should we?

I have business to do with Lord Benditch.

It's an odd coincidence.

Ha!...Everybody I meet has business with him.

You should be very happy here in England.

Why?

Well, you see, I come from a year of civil war.

I should go along a road like this, very slowly.

And then stop and get into a ditch...

...if I heard a plane.

Well, I suppose you're fighting for something worthwhile.

Or aren't you?

Yes.

It's worth a great deal.

You know, I'd forgotten there was still such peace in the world.

It doesn't need a war to flatten your life.

Money...parents...

Lots of things can do it just as well.

You are too young, too pretty... to feel like that.

Are YOU trying to make love to me?

Oh, no..no...

Of course not.

I have no such emotions left.

I'm sorry...

They've given us a dud tyre!

You see, I carry the war with me.

Perhaps I ought to wear a bell.

Like the old lepers.

Don't be melodramatic!

Should we change the tyre?

No...it's too much work...

We'll hit a roadhouse before long.

But we shall lose time.

That's the chance you take on a free ride.

Well, it's just that I have important work to do.

You lay on the mystery with a trowel.

Do you want to impress me?

No...

It's such a stale game.

I am nothing mysterious.

Are you married?

In a way.

You mean "separated"?

Yes.

That is to say... she's dead.

Killed...

...by order of the fascists.

Back to civilisation!

I know this place.

Why on earth did you turn off the light?

There's nobody free at the moment... but they'll send a man.

Would it take long?

Long enough to eat... and I'M hungry!

Come along.

Isn't she a beauty?... look how she stands!

With her eyes wide apart, like little buttons...

I tell you, there's nothing like her in England.

Anybody would think you were talking about a woman.

And her teeth...they're perf...

Currie...you'd sell your own mother, if she had good teeth.

Say...

Isn't that Rose Cullen just coming in?

Yes...see you again, Liz!

Rose, darling... I haven't seen you for ages!

Where have you been?

Hello, Charlie... I thought you were leaving this place.

I am...just waiting for a better offer.

What about that little girlfriend of yours, down in Sussex?

Did you speak to them about me?

I forgot to...but I will.

Bring me a menu, will you, I'm starved...

...AND a drink!

Excuse me...

...could you tell me please where I might wash my hands.

Yes...downstairs and to the right.

Who's your friend?

I don't know him... I didn't catch his name.

What are you doing with my coat?!

What do you mean?

I was hangin' up MY coat!

Are YOU trying to put something on me?

You seemed to be trying to take something off ME!

Call a policeman then...

Call a policeman... or apologise!

I 'ave a good mind to knock your block off.

Perhaps I was mistaken.

Perhaps you were mistaken!...

Perhaps I'll smash your teeth in!

Call that an apology?

I'm going to be sure you can't go about, calling honest men thieves!

Put up your fists!

I say old chap... what's up, here?

A slight mistake.

Nothing at all.

Miss Cullen sent me to find you.

Do you know that chauffeur?

No...never saw him before.

Why?

I thought he went for my pockets.

Most improbable, old man!

Here, you know, we get...

Well, I don't mean to be snobbish...

Only the BEST people.

You must be mistaken.

Why do you tell such ridiculous stories?

My friend Currie was insulted!

Poor man! I should have spared his feelings.

You don't really believe it, do you?

I mean you haven't got shell-shock?

No...I don't think so.

I told you... I don't like melodrama!

Well...

Sometimes it just happens that way.

Look...there is a man, sitting... facing this way...

I'll make a bet with you...

He's looking at me.

Now...

There's another explanation, you know...

That he's looking at ME.

Why you?

People often do.

Yes...yes, of course... I can understand that.

The gentleman by the door, asked me to give you this, sir.

For somebody who has just landed...

...you make friends quickly!

Can you tell me if the man standing in the hall is his chauffeur?

I'll find out, sir.

The Mystery Man!...

Does he want your autograph?

Yes...he'll pay �2,000 for it.

You play it fine...fine!

You're drinking too much...

...if you're going to drive.

Anything!

That's his chauffeur, sir.

Give the gentleman back his note...

No reply.

At least you could write... "Thank you for the offer".

I wouldn't want to show him my handwriting.

He might forget it.

I give up!

You win!

You've had enough...

Let's get started.

Sorry...I may decide to stay the night here.

Of course...you can...

But I must get to London... somehow!

Why?!

My employers would not understand the delay.

What about a dance...eh, Rose?

No...you always smell like a fox-terrier!

Thanks!... And a jolly good whiff it is too!

Oh...alright!

Excuse me...

If we could have a few words together.

I don't think there is much to talk about.

I can't help thinking that you don't understand the position.

I mean...

You really belong to US.

I did feel like that in your prison.

No doubt you've had a hard time.

Civil war is always worse...

Like a fight between brothers.

But you and I...

...are really above the vulgar brawling of politics.

You...by a gift of nature...

...and I by birth and culture.

It is a poor argument to use on a man

whose wife and child you murdered.

That was a regrettable accident.

But think a moment...

...if you will...

What sort of a world will it be for people like you?

They'll never trust you...

You are an intellectual.

An artist.

I doubt if they trust you now.

I'm not fighting for myself alone.

You're more of an idealist, than I am.

All I want back is my estate... my books...my gardens.

And music.

I've heard your music...

Heard you play it yourself...

It would be a great loss

if you died for some vague impossible dream.

No...a very small price...

...if it help prevent the rotten fascist world, YOU want.

A private little government...

...to protect YOUR beautiful privileges.

Licata...you are my enemy!

I hate the sight and smell of you.

I wish you would listen to reason.

I learned all I need to know, in Madrid...

...when I found the bodies of my wife and little daughter...

...where your soldiers had left them.

Well, I've done my best.

You won't blame me, will you.

What for?

For what happens now.

Just a moment sir... Isn't the lady coming?

She's staying the night...

You can tell I'll leave the car tomorrow at Lord Benditch's.

Here's the beggar!

What do you want?

What do I want?

Why, this is Miss Cullen's car and you very well know it.

I left a message for Miss Cullen...

...that I would leave the car at her father's.

You dirty blackguard!

Do you think you can walk off with a girl's car and her bag?...

...just like that...

...a fine girl like Miss Cullen.

Yes...I forgot about the bag.

I bet you didn't forget about the jewellery that's in it!

Come on...get out of there!

I know your sort!

You bum your way in on board a boat...

I spotted you, right from the start!

I'm quite ready to explain...

...to Miss Cullen.

Or to the police.

That's too easy... You know she wouldn't charge you!

I'd smash you myself... if I didn't have a gammy hand!

We know how to handle your sort in this country.

Miss Cullen!

You called me a thief... you cheap crook!

I want another crack at him!

Take off your coat!

Get up!

Don't make a scene out of it...

Take your medicine like a man!

Come on...get up and fight... you bounder!

Good work...neatly done!

You see...how foolish you are.

No...will you forget about the coal?

What's the trouble?

Just teaching a foreign beggar a lesson he won't soon forget.

Oh? Anything I can do?

Edward...drive on!

Yes, dear.

Is he alright?

Nothing serious... Shall we go?

I'd better drive with you, up to town, Rose.

You ARE a bit tight, you know.

You see...these people are very thorough...

But they haven't got what they wanted.

Who ARE you?

What are you after, in England?

You must excuse me, now...

I have a long walk ahead.

But I assure you...

Be extremely careful of these people.

Yes, sir?

Is this the hotel of Mrs Melandez?

Yes.

I think there is a room waiting for me.

The name is Denard.

Oh, we was expecting you last night.

Just give me the key, and I'll go up.

I had a little accident... with a car.

It's No. 37... 2 flights up.

- I'll show you.. - Don't bother...

I can find it.

Oh...it's no bother.

Good morning, Mr Muckerji.

Oh..there was a telephone call for you.. Mr Singh...

He said please to ring him back when you got up.

Thank you.

Are there any messages for me?

A man called last night.

He left a note.

Here it is, on the table.

Lucky though, you were introduced...

We don't let most people in, without regular luggage.

Except for couples, of course.

How old are you?

I'm 14, and I've made me own living, since I was 10.

Well, that's something to be proud of.

There's a meter for pennies... Do you know how they work?

Oh, yes..thank you.

I've been in this country before...

Many years ago.

You're Spanish, ain't you?

Yes.

So is Mrs Melandez.

Yes, I know.

What did he look like... The man who brought this?

Did you see him?

Yes, he came while I was waiting up for you, last night.

It was long past 12.

He was a little man...

...and he offended Mrs Melandez.

I'm sorry I kept you up so late.

That's alright, sir...

I sleep in anyway...

I have to get up at all hours.

I'm quite used to it.

I've been here since me mother died...

...and I took care of her, when she was sick.

I see.

Else...where are you?

That's Mrs Melandez...

She gets furious when I've been talking.

That's enough, dear...

Now, go finish off the dining room.

Yes, ma'am.

Mrs Melandez?

Yes.

I have a message for you...

From Madrid.

About your sister...

She was killed.

Last month...in the bombing.

Thank you.

Have you any instructions for me?

You'll be receiving them in the proper manner.

I beg your pardon...

Would you do me the greatest favour...

If you would answer me just one question

How do you save money?

I never save money.

Literally not?!

Not even in the bank or a building society, or...

- I never save. - Thank you.

That is exactly what I wish to know.

Yes...he's here... Just hold the line, please.

it's for YOU, sir.

A lady.

This is Rose Cullen.

How did you find my address?

It was written in your notebook...

...you dropped it on the road, last night.

Oh...I'd like to have that back...

...for sentimental reasons.

Tell me...are you a thief?

I began stealing cars, before you were born.

You're a liar.

I want to talk to you.

Well...?

Not on the phone... Have dinner with me tonight.

I'm afraid that wouldn't be wise.

I might run into your friends again.

Oh, stop it! I shall meet you at 7.

Regent St and Piccadilly.

Goodbye.

- What is your name? - Elle.

Listen, Elle...

I have locked the door of my room.

I want you to see that nobody goes in...

...while I'm away.

But nobody WOULD, sir.

Somebody might.

You keep the key, Else.

I trust you.

I'll see to it, sir!

I won't let nobody in.

My name is Denard.

I have come for a specimen lesson.

I'm SO glad!

I hope you will soon be quite an old friend.

Would you just step through.

Dr Bellows always likes to have a word with new clients.

"Me tray joyus"!

I beg your pardon?

The first words of the Intrenationo language...

...must always be ones of welcome.

Oh...it's good of you.

I have to do my own typing, you know...

Mr secretary's a bit near-sighted, poor thing.

Most interesting men...our correspondents in Northern Rhodesia.

I've arranged that your lesson...

I hope I shall be able to say "LESSONS"...

...will be given by one of your fellow-countrymen.

That is always, if possible, our system.

It induces sympathy...

...and breaks the New World Order slowly...

But you will find Mr Contreras is quite an able teacher.

I'm sure of it.

But first, I would like to explain a little of our ideals...

I always hope that a new client has been brought here by love...mm?

- Love? - Yes!

Love of all the world...

A desire to exchange ideas with everybody.

All the hate...all these wars we read about in the newspapers...

They're all due to misunderstanding.

Now, if we all spoke the same tongue...

It has always been my dream to help...

...and that is why I invented this simple world language.

I think it is a very noble work.

It is only a question of time.

I've been at it now, for 30 years.

Of course the civil war in your country, upset us greatly.

Yes...

It upset US, too!

"La hora sonas"!

That is..."the clock sounds".

But I'm holding up your lesson!

The tuition rooms are just to your left as you go out.

Mr Contreras will be waiting...

And may I hope to have another interesting talk with you?

I look forward to it.

"Tablo"...

"Tablo"?

"Assaygo".

"Assaygo".

"Attentio".

"Oona".

I'm sorry... There must be some mistake...

"Oona"..."da"..."traya"..."kvaa"..."vif"...

We are forbidden by the rules...

...to speak anything but Intrenationo.

I'm fined one shilling, if I'm caught.

Somebody arranged a lesson for me.

That's quite right... I have my instructions.

"Kay sown la"...

"La sown kastis".

Where were you last night?

Of course I want to see your authority.

Your boat was only 2 hours late...

...and yet you were not in London last night.

First I missed my train...

I was stopped at the passport control.

A woman offered me a lift.

A tyre burst... and I was delayed...

...at a roadhouse...

Licata was there.

Did he speak to you?

He sent me a note, offering me �2,000.

What did you do?

Nothing...

...of course.

Of course.

Was that woman connected with Licata?

I think it is unlikely.

What else happened?

"La es oon famee".

"Oon famee jentil bono".

"Ekselentay!"

Go on with your report.

I tried to get away.

But they caught me.

And I was beaten up by Licata's chauffeur.

They missed what they wanted.

I had to walk...

It was a long time before I got a lift.

Quite a remarkable story.

Yes...isn't it?

I have to send in a report...

No trouble.

I will say that you arrived safely...

...and that your delay seems to have been unaccounted for.

When will you be finished?

A few days at most.

I'm seeing Lord Benditch tomorrow.

If anything delays you, you must let me know.

And if your mission is fulfilled...

...you will leave London at latest on Monday night.

So I understand.

"Bona deea".

"Bona deea".

Excuse me...

Is this the way to Regent St, please?

Straight along here to the end... and turn to the left.

- You can't miss it. - Thank you.

Excuse me, sir...excuse me...

I felt sure you wouldn't mind my addressing you, sir.

But the fact of the matter is... I find myself in a predicament.

- A predicament? - A matter of a few shillings, sir.

I wouldn't have addressed you, naturally, if I hadn't felt sure that...

That you were...well... of one's own kind.

Of course, if it's inconvenient for the moment...

...I'll say no more about it...

I've never done this before, sir...

But...I know you'll understand.

Here is half a crown...

Thank you sir.

Perhaps one day, I may be able to repay you!

Good evening.

I did not expect to find you here.

Not when your friends tried to shoot me.

Listen...I came here to apologise about last night.

I don't believe you meant to steal that car.

But I'd had too much to drink...

I never thought they meant to smash you as they did.

It was that fool, Currie.

But if YOU start being melodramatic again...

...trying to impress me...

...you'd better know it doesn't work.

Did Licata...the tall man... know you were meeting me here at 7?

No...Currie did.

He got your notebook, you see...

He said it ought to be kept, in case you tried anything more.

I spoke to him on the phone today...

I said I was going to meet you.

I wanted to give it back.

He let you have it?

Here it is.

And you told him where... what time?

I may have done..

But there's no use telling me Currie shot at you...

I don't trust ANYONE!

It's fantastic...how could they shoot at you in the street...here?

What about the police... the noise...the neighbours.

One at a time.

It was in a back street.

There was a silencer.

Really?! How modern of them!

I thought they always used a blow-gun with a poisoned dart!

I'll show you!

Anything could have done that.

A bullet!

So it's true!

We should get off this street.

What's the matter?

- I'm dizzy. - Why...you're trembling!

I always thought I was pretty tough...but...

I've never been mixed up in a shooting before.

Why should anyone want to shoot at you?

What kind of a man ARE you?

I'm a soldier... I'm at war.

But the war's in Spain... not here in England.

No...not yet...

I told you I'm not a good person to know.

Isn't there some place we could go?

My place is nearby...

If you think you can trust me.

I can't blame you, if you don't.

Go ahead...

Play something.

I haven't played for a long time.

It's no good.

It's hard to believe... but years ago I gave concerts.

It was here, in London... at The Albert Hall.

But now to me London is like a strange city in another world.

The unfrightened people... the streets without ruins.

You know...only 3 nights ago, I saw my city in flames.

Forgive me...

Thank you.

This is a lovely room.

Let me help you.

Why should you?

Perhaps because I like you.

I was getting used to you the other way.

After they had beaten you up last night, I was sick.

Currie thought it was the drink.

But it was your face.

Oh, you ought to know how it is...

There's no trust anywhere.

I've never seen a face that looked medium honest.

I mean about everything.

My father's people.

They're honest enough...

But where business is concerned... or the miners...

Yes?!

What then?

If you want anything from my father...

...don't breathe melodrama... or sentiment.

Show him a chequebook...

Don't be fooled by his title.

It's only a year old.

He's still plain Joe Cullen of Benditch.

I haven't come to beg.

This is very important to you, isn't it?

Yes...

It is.

My mission is to buy coal.

To prevent the enemy from getting it.

They are well-supplied... far better than we.

With guns, tanks, bullets... and planes...

...from Germany...and Italy.

But they need coal...

That is the one thing we have enough of.

But it's worth the money we'll have to pay...

to keep it out of their hands.

We're a desperate people.

I see.

Then you better know what you'll be up against.

Besides my father, there'll be old Lord Fetting, Brigstock...and Forbes.

Forbes is your man.

How do you mean?

You can trust him.

About business, I mean.

In everything else, he's dishonest.

Even about love.

He wants me to marry him.

That's how I know.

He's had another girl in London... for years.

I had a detective check up.

A fine bunch...aren't we?!

Are you going to marry him?

I may... He's better than most of them.

Why should you?

You're very attractive... and certainly independent.

What do you want...

...and what you settle for...

...are not often the same.

And often what you want, is no good either.

That's right.

It isn't.

I'm always making the same mistake.

You better go now.

Get out.

I detest your self-made moralising.

Get shot!...die!...you're out of place!

What's wrong? What have I said?

Nothing.

I told you...I'm not romantic.

I've known too many men... hated them all.

I hate my own father for a thousand reasons.

Then I fall for a stupid idealistic fool...

...who's trying to get himself killed.

And you will be... sooner or later.

It's written all over you.

You must not fall for me...

We shall see each other again, before I leave.

And celebrate... I DO like you.

Very much.

Stop lying!

Was your wife at all like me?

No.

She was a much nicer person.

That's honest, anyway.

I'm no good, of course...

But I have my points...

...if a man can stand the strain.

It might be worth it...

...if you had the time.

He'd find the time...

...if he wasn't a fool.

I'm making a pretty good one out of myself.

Aren't I?!

No, my dear...

But do me one last favour.

Never travel 3rd class again.

We have enough trouble as it is.

Goodbye.

Mr Denard!

- Who's that? - It's ME...Else...

Else...what are you doing here?

- Waiting for you. - Why?

- They're after you. - Who?

Mrs Melandez...and a man.

They're upstairs now....talking.

She was asking me questions.

What questions?

If you'd said anything to me.

If I'd seen anything...papers.

Did they go into my room?

She did...I tried to stop her.

But she was furious... she struck me again!

I just wondered what she was looking for.

Where are they now?

In HER room.

Are they your deadly foes?

They're supposed to be my friends... I don't know.

I'd better find out.

When you weren't here... they was watchin' the street.

The door was open.

I thought I would come in.

Yes...come in.

"Bona deea", Mr Contreras.

You did not teach me the word for "night".

I thought you might be interested to know

that I was followed tonight.

And shot at.

Did you see them? Was it Licata?

Probably.

I suppose he told you about my experiences last night.

Yes...you don't seem to have handled yourself very cleverly.

What is this man, Licata...

The aristocrat...

The connoisseur...

And yet he adapts himself to violence...

Even to killing.

You're also a cultivated man...

A composer of music.

You give me the impression of a "soft" man.

Are you equipped for this work?

I doubt if you even carry a gun.

No...I don't.

I wonder why they selected YOU.

An amateur.

I would wonder myself...

...if I did not know that we are ALL amateurs in our government.

A blacksmith becomes a general...

A college professor is our president.

A composer...a confidential agent.

We have one thing in common though...

We believe in the better world we are fighting for.

You've been away from Spain for many years...

But of course, you know all this.

Idealism is a luxury I have never been able to afford.

In this world it is much better to be without pity...

- ...hard. - Even cruel?

Even cruel.

I accept human nature as it is.

And I take it for granted that each man puts his private interests first.

In what way do you mean?

Well...this afternoon, while you were out...

Somebody rang up to make you an offer.

Yes?

They offered you your own terms...

...not to keep the appointment tomorrow.

You still have the papers, haven't you?

I haven't sold them...

...if that's what you mean.

Perhaps if you'd show them to us...

Is it your idea that the 3 of us might do business together?

And you are anxious to get your share out of the deal.

Well, there won't be any shares!

And there won't be any deal.

Perhaps, then... you'll read this letter!

You know that signature... it's genuine!

You see...they don't like you.

Why didn't you show me this when I arrived?

It was left to my discretion to trust you or not.

Of course, you know what the credentials are.

I know they include a Letter of Credit of the bank...

...to cover this purchase.

You can go home now... your job is finished.

And leave it you to sell out? Oh, no!

I can trust myself.

And I do not trust YOU.

I intend to complete this mission myself.

You can't! If you go behind our backs...

Denard...you are a fool...

...an amateur, a bungler...

You'll never have the chance to cheat us!

Get out of here!

Get out! Get out!

Were you calling, ma'am?

Get out!

Come with me, Else.

Don't be afraid.

Else...

I have something here, I would like you to keep for me.

Until tomorrow morning.

She mustn't know.

You and I...only.

Will you help me?

Oh yes, sir!

She won't know.

I hate 'er!

She's wicked!

When she beats me... she's like a madwoman!

There must be some way for you to leave...

...when I go.

Where will you keep it?

I know...

What was that?

It sounds like Mr Muckerji.

The Indian gentleman.

I know his walk.

He wanders around a lot...

But I think he's very respectable.

He does ask the queerest questions all the time.

Of everyone.

I think he's writing a book... or something.

I'll be up at 7, with your breakfast.

Do you like kippers?

I love kippers.

Goodnight, Else... You're an angel.

Oh, sir...I'd do ANYTHING for you!

She was raging at me, this morning.

About everything.

Here you are, sir.

Thank you.

You meant what you said last night...

...about taking me away?

Yes...we'll find something better for you.

I have a friend here in London...

I'm sure he'll help us.

You know, Else...

I thought you reminded me of someone...

Who is she?

My little girl.

Younger than you... But with eyes like yours.

Where is she now?

She's...

I left her in Spain.

You'll be here when I get back, won't you?

Oh yes, sir!

You know best, why you have not obeyed instructions...

It will not be too difficult to convince them in Madrid...

...that you are a traitor.

I see...

What is not provided for in my expenses....

...is a weeks wages for the maid.

I'll pay that myself.

You mean... You are taking her away?

- Yes. -Why?

Where?

You have bullied and terrified the child, long enough.

Mayfair 90541.

He has just left.

Then...does he have the credentials with him?

Perhaps...I'm not sure.

He's too careful now, to take chances.

Well, DO something...

Something that will get him into trouble.

How do you mean?

With the police...anything.

What?

It was Licata?

I'm finished, ma'am...

I'm going up to my room, now.

What did he say?

Come with me.

Come here!

Come here!

You lied to me!

Didn't you?!

How DARE you lie to me!

What have you been up to?

I don't know what you mean!

YOU'VE got his papers, haven't you?!

No!...No!

Haven't you?!

No!..No!

Not now!

So...you DID have them?!

I haven't got them!

Where ARE they?

I don't know... I haven't got them.

You're lying...you DO know...

And you WILL tell me!

Where ARE they?!

I don't know...I don't know!

Well!...I say...it's YOU!

Happy meeting, old chap!

Look, I seem to have made an ass of myself the other night...

I apologise.

That's alright.

I'm looking for a Chatham Terrace.

It's down... I'll walk you there...

I'd like to show there's no ill-feeling...

Always glad to be of use to foreigners.

I'd expect you'd do the same if I came to your country.

Of course... that's not very likely.

That's very good of you.

You know, I thought you were one of those confidence-men.

Stupid of me...but I've been caught that way, myself.

And Miss Cullen's a fine girl.

Yes, she is.

It was my first roadhouse... the time I was swindled...

"The Spanish Galleon"... Near Maidenhead.

I lost my shirt on it...

But I've got something very nice, lined up now, though.

Down at Becks Hill...on the coast.

A new idea in popular hotels...

Very smart and expensive.

Well, I'll be blasted...

Do you know who we just passed?

No, I didn't notice.

The chauffeur...what's-his-name... the one you had the bout with.

What do you say we go back and have a word with him...

Heaps of time... Chatham terrace is just ahead.

No...I have an appointment.

It won't take a moment... After all it was a fair fight...

...and no favour... You ought to shake hands...

Customary.

It was MY mistake, you know.

Let go of me!

Excuse me... Could you show me to No. 7 please.

You're on the doorstep, now, sir.

Thank you.

My name is Denard.

I'm afraid I'm a little early.

May I take your coat, sir?

I beg your pardon, sir.

His lordship gave orders that you were to go straight in, sir.

Mr Denard?

Lord Benditch?

Mr Forbes...

Lord Fetting...

...and Mr Brigstock.

Lord Fetting is indisposed.

I believe you know the object of my visit.

Had a letter a fortnight ago, warning us.

Now I'm a busy man...

...so if you'll excuse me, we'll get to business at once.

I should like it.

You know the amount of coal we require.

- Yes. - Can it be supplied?

Granted we are satisfied with the conditions...

Yes.

We'd pay the highest market price...

...and a bonus of 25% when delivery is completed.

In gold?

Well, a proportion in gold.

You can't expect us to take notes, which may have no value, but in Spain.

...or goods, which you may not be able to get out of the country.

There is no question of the exchange falling.

We have maintained an even level now...

...for over a year of war.

We must insist upon two thirds in gold... and a bonus of 35%.

That's very high.

It's rock bottom... we take a lot of risk.

Ships have to be insured...

Heavily insured.

It's under a war zone.

When would you start delivery?

Next month.

But with the quantity you want, we'll have to re-open several mines...

...and that takes time...and money.

Of course, you hold a pistol to our heads...

We MUST have the coal.

Another point... we're businessmen...

Not politicians or crusaders.

What Brigstock means, is that we may get a better offer, elsewhere.

You may...but there is the future to think of.

If the fascists win...they will cease to be your customers.

The Germans have plenty of coal.

That is looking very far ahead.

What concerns us, is the immediate profit.

You may find that their gold is less certain than our paper.

After all, it's stolen.

You could be sued.

And to send coal to them, might stir up strong objections here.

That is for US to consider.

Of course...

I had them here.

In my breast pocket.

They've been stolen!

Stolen?...When?

I don't know...perhaps on my way to this house...

Your butler took my coat...

Well...that's that!

We can't sign a contract with an agent who's unaccredited.

Is there nobody in London who'd answer for you?

Nobody.

Mr Denard says he has lost some valuable papers...

Did you see them?

Perhaps they fell on the floor.

No sir...I saw nothing.

Didn't you...?

- Very well. - Yes, my lord.

Then there's nothing more to be said.

We have another client...

We can't hold matters up, indefinitely.

I'm certain they've been stolen.

My home has been searched.

Your daughter knows I've been attacked...

...and shot at.

MY daughter?!

What my daughter may say, is not evidence in this house.

This matter is not finished...

I advise you not to act rashly.

We are NEVER rash!

However you worked it, it was clever.

But it's not quite that simple.

I suppose you'll be leaving the country rather quickly, now.

I'm not leaving.

What good can you do here... WITHOUT a ...

A great many people in England...

...will be interested to know your business.

Really?!

His lordship will see you now, sir.

I wonder if a Mr Den... Oh...THERE you are!

Have you talked with them?

- Yes. - Well?

Is the man who opened the door, new here?

I don't know...I seldom come here... Why?

My credentials were stolen.

- Did they turn you down? - Yes.

I beg your pardon, Miss... who do...

Tell Mr Forbes to come out here.

I'm afraid he's in conference.

You don't know who I am, DO you?

It's not my business to know YOUR face... but you better know MINE.

I'm his lordship's daughter.

I'm very sorry Miss... I didn't know.

Tell Mr Forbes that I want to see him.

- So he IS new. - I'm sure of it now.

When he took my coat.

So, let's get them back.

They're too smart for that.

They've had time to get rid of them.

Neil...I want you to do something for me.

Anything, of course.

Those fools don't believe him.

Now you'll forgive me... But it IS a tall story.

I believe him...

I know what they've done already.

I said a "tall story", Rose... not an impossible one.

We can prove to you we're not lying.

"We"?

Yes..."we".

You believe ME, don't you?

I believe you always tell the truth, Rose...

...as far as you know it.

Come in here!

In there...

He's the gentleman in the dark coat.

Thank you.

Then he was shot at...

Here's the bullet... I picked it up myself.

Mr Denard?

Yes?

I'm Inspector Geddes...

Would you mind coming with us to answer a few questions?

What do you want with him?

Are you arresting me?

We haven't quite got that far...

...there are just a few questions.

I can answer them here.

As you please...

There's report of a stolen car... a car hired at Dover.

I hired the car... it's been returned.

You gave a false address to the immigration officer at Dover...

I thought it was a formality...

I didn't know for certain where I would be staying.

I see.

I believe you're acquainted with a Miss Crowle.

No...

Oh, yes, I think so...

You're staying at the hotel where she worked.

Hotel?

You don't mean...Else?

Else!

What's happened?!

What's the matter?!

They haven't done anything to her, have they?

I don't know who "they" are... but the girl's dead.

Else...

What are you talking about... what's happened?

The girl seems to have fallen from a window this morning...

Or possibly she was thrown.

She's a child...

I was going to ask you to find her a job.

It was murder!

This is a bit more than you counted on...isn't it Rose.?

You can't implicate him...

He's been here at my father's since noon.

You'd better go, Miss Cullen...

This isn't a case for lady's ears.

Oh, don't be an ass!

What are you getting at?!

The Hindu gentleman... a Mr Muckerji, staying at your hotel...

He's made a statement...

He saw the girl in your room last night...

And again this morning...undressed.

That's absurd!

How could he?

He makes no bones about that, sir... he was peeping.

Said he was getting evidence... I don't know what for.

He said the girl was on your bed... taking down her stockings.

Do you deny this?

Yes!

What WAS she doing, then?

I had given her some valuable papers the night before...

...to hide for me...

She carried them inside her stocking.

I thought my room might be searched.

Did you know this girl before?

No, no...I haven't been in England for the last 15 years.

Then you have no idea who committed this...

...murder, as you called it.

Yes...the woman... who runs the hotel...

And the man...named Contreras.

And the motive?

I'm not sure.

We've questioned Mrs Melandez...

She said the girl was last seen in your room.

As for this "Mr Contreras"...

There's no one of that name in the hotel.

You've got to do something!

We are... We're taking you along.

I'm warning you...

If you don't do the job, I will.

You won't be doing anything more in THIs country!

Come on... We have a car outside.

Get away!

Go on!

Don't make the mistake of thinking I won't shoot.

Now don't act wild...

We've got nothing definite on you yet.

Stay there...get back!

Drop that gun, you fool... this is London!

If you do get out of here, you'll be picked up in a few hours.

What are you going to do?

I've been beaten, robbed, shot at... betrayed...

I've failed in my mission...

I've had enough!

But that child was murdered...

...and for this, somebody's going to pay.

I'll fire at the first one, who comes through this doorway.

- Which way did he go? - That way, sir - Get after him!

- Close in on him! - Careful...he's armed!

Over the other side!

- Is that you, constable? - Yessir!

He's not this far... He must be behind...

Go back.

Miss Cullen...we think a murder has been committed.

We must ask any questions which seem justified.

I think I've answered them, Inspector.

Tell me...has he told you anything about himself when you were in the...

I wanted to tell you that I'm alright...

...and not to worry.... if you have been.

Yes...excuse me... Won't you sit down...

I was about to ring you up and ask you if the car had been fixed.

No...not at all... Look here...

I've been thinking over what you said yesterday, about repainting...

And I don't think you should go ahead with it.

We'd better talk it over.

No...my mind is made up... I'm on my way now.

Tell me...did they sign a deal with Licata?

Yes...Do give me the address of your shop.

It's 15 Upper Benson St... a basement flat.

Right...and you are being careful... aren't you?

I'm very fond of the car.

What was that?

The language of the future... Intrenationo.

Is that you, Mr Muckerji?

Y�s!

Got to be sure...

Wait, I'll g with you.

I thought I heard you come in.

- Mr Muckerji... - Good morning.

I've been busy.

Very busy.

Among the neighbours.

What have you been busy about, Mr Muckerji?

You know my habits...

What often may appear to be my curiosity...

...is really my profession.

I'm a student of the human race.

A mass observer.

And I have been collecting data...

...on the death of Else...

And this will interest you...

This morning there was somebody who said she saw the child fall.

But she didn't.

- No? - No!

Because she told me the wrong window.

Not the room YOU said she was in...

But the floor above.

That is very interesting, I think.

Are we painting?

Yes...that is an ancient custom...

...to repaint the premises after death.

I have to go...

If you need me for anything... I'll be at the school.

I will not be alone...

Mr Muckerji will be with me.

Won't you, Mr Muckerji?

You wanted to see the body...

Did you not, Mr Muckerji?

Yes, if it is convenient... I've brought a few flowers.

You're following me... Why are you following me?

Surely you ought to be speaking Intrenationo to a pupil.

I want nothing to do with you!

I can understand that.

What do you want?

You got some paint on your coat.

Did the child put up a fight?

And scratched the windowsill.

I wasn't there... I know nothing about it...

What do you want?

A little justice... let's get into this taxi.

No...I'll scream!

I wouldn't if I were you... You heard about a gun.

I swear to you...I wasn't there when it happened...

It was Maria... Mrs Melandez.

You're lying... They bought you both.

Didn't they?

How were we to know... YOU had not sold out?

You couldn't... So you sold out first!

Didn't you?

Please...put down the gun!

If you were at home, you would be tried as a traitor.

And shot.

But we're not at home now.

After Licata paid you... what were his orders?

I didn't see him.

He talked to Maria.

All he said was "Do what you can"...

And you didn't know what that meant.

Not exactly... How could I?

I only knew she had some plan to get you into trouble.

You know a lot.

Maria told me afterwards.

She tried to give the girl a scare... and then...

Then she lost her temper.

You know she has an awful temper, and...

...no control.

It's only one girl out of thousands.

They die every day... at home.

It's war!

That's how Maria argued it!

And what did YOU say?

I was against it.

Before it happened, you were against it?

Yes...no...I mean afterwards...

When I saw her afterwards.

You're lying...

You're as guilty as SHE is.

But I swear I wasn't there!

It's HER you want... SHE did it!

Stand up!

Don't...don't frighten me... I have a bad heart.

Doctor's only given me 6 months to live.

They made a mistake... stand up!

Get back to that door.

As you said...this is war.

Wait...listen to me!

If you only had 6 months to live...

...and no hope at all...

Wouldn't you choose a little comfort and respect...

I didn't want to die in that stupid school!

"Bona deea'..."bona mateena"... the old man creeping around...

...in a rubber suit!

It's cold in there!...

I get the pain...

...had to apologise in Intrenationo...

No, wait...hear me out!

Don't move!

Don't make a sound.

Whose place is this?

It's alright...the owner is away.

Why the gun?

You haven't done anything crazy, have you?

But you'll be seen... You can't stay here.

I know...I won't be here long.

No...he's only fainted...

He helped to kill the little girl.

He's dead!

There was no shot.

The gun frightened him.

He said he had a bad heart.

They can call that murder.

It will be twice in 2 days.

At least this time it would be closer to the truth.

I don't seem to be able to do anything correctly.

Don't stand there joking!

What are we going to do?

If it is the police...

You must accuse ME.

Well?

My name is Fortescue...

Who the devil are YOU?

I live up above.

Isn't Ferdie... that is, Mr Glover, here?

No...he's out of town.

I knew he meant to go...but...

When I saw the light...

Good heavens...what's THAT?

"THAT"...as you so winningly put it... is Jack.

Jack Austen.

Is he ill?

He will be...he's passed out.

We've been having a little party.

But Ferdie never had parties.

I know... He lent us the flat.

Yes...yes...so I see.

My word!... He DOES look ill.

Wouldn't he feel better, if...

You know...if he...

...brought it up?

No...he's better as he is...

Just lying quiet...

Do you want a drink?

No, no thank you... I don't drink.

- Well, I must be going. - Oh, must you?

Yes, please forgive my barging in.

Of course... We'll tell Ferdie you called.

Thank you...good night.

Interesting people one meets in your work.

And all I did was give you a lift in a car.

Thanks.

I like you very much.

That sounds as though you mean it...

...this time.

It's nice, anyway.

I wonder if Ferdie HAS anything to drink.

That looks like something over there.

It WOULD be...

Blackberry wine!

What's THAT for?

You're not going to do anything else crazy, are you?

I have a call to make.

You said they've SIGNED with Licata.

Yes.

Your friend Forbes, also?

I suppose so.

Which mines would they reopen?

The Lancashire pits at Benditch...

That's the town, my father took his title from.

I have to try and stop it.

I don't know how.

Are you insane...?!

You've got to get out of here!

You've GOT to get out of the country.

You better go.

I'll leave after you've gone.

I haven't much time.

I've had a most interesting afternoon...

...talking to the neighbours...

You've been out among them... ...again?

Very refreshing...this tea...

Tell me, Mrs Melendez...

Do YOU believe in the principle of justice for everyone?

Certainly.

Why?

It makes me very happy to hear that you agree with me.

Because this afternoon I have written out a summary of my investigations...

...and put it in the mail.

Most of the neighbours had a great many theories about the incident.

But you'll be interested to know, that one of my fellow-countrymen...

...himself saw the child fall from the window.

It was my cousin, Mr Singh...

...who lives in the flat, just behind the hotel.

You remember meeting him once.

He's a "mass observer", like myself.

But a very shy man... who speaks to no one.

He not only saw Else fall...

But he said she was pushed.

By whom?

He's furnished the most accurate description...

...of YOU.

Mrs Melandez...

We "mass observers" try not to involve ourselves

in the results of our studies.

So I am delighted that even YOU agree...

...that I have not been wrong.

To whom did you send this letter?

To the police, of course.

They are in Whitehall, are they not?

Well...thank you for the tea.

You know...in India, we sometimes drop flowers in the pot.

They add a delicious flavour.

Well, if you excuse me now, I must go.

My cousin and I wish to observe something in the Mile End Rd.

Did I say something amusing?

Fools!...

Fools!

All my life I've worked against clever minds...

But in the end it's the fools...

The unpredictable fools...

...who defeat you.

That's true!

Very true!

You know...there's a passage in your Bible...

"God hath chosen the foolish things of the world..."

"...to confound the wise."

I must tell Mr Singh, what you said...

A most profound remark.

Well...goodbye!

I've been expecting you.

You are late.

I'm going to kill you.

"The righteous voice of the little people!"...

...who wish to inherit the Earth.

You fools!

A world full of fools!

She must have screamed, when you pushed her out.

I'd like to make you suffer first...

...to hear YOU scream!

You are too late.

Another kind of fool was ahead of you...

...with his own idea of justice.

I decided not to wait for you...

So...you failed...again!

The knight...in shining armour!

Before you die... this is for Else!

Excuse me... Is the next stop Benditch?

Aye...

Are YOU a foreigner?

Yes.

It's Benditch's man...from London.

Is it good news this time, Jarvis...? or just another item in the paper.

Is this true?

Are you gonna open up the pits again?

You'll be learning that in a minute.

- A man gets impatient. - So are we all.

You brought bad news afore!

Here they are!

Well, men...

What you've read in the papers is true!

We're opening the mine.

This is the end of YOUR Depression...

Things are beginning to look up on the Continent.

And we see better times ahead.

We've been working hard at it...

We've just signed a large contract with a foreign client...

...shipments to begin immediately.

There'll be work for every man jack of you in less than a week.

And this won't be a 4-day week for you...

It'll be a 365-day year!

This coal will be used to kill people!

What? What's that?

I said, this coal is going to be used to kill people!

People just like you!

What's he talking about?!

Who are you?

You know me...I'm the agent of the Spanish government.

And that man with you... your "foreign client"...

He's a fascist...a murderer of women and children!

Ask HIM where the coal is going.

It is going to Holland!

That's a lie!

A fraud!

It will be sent to SPAIN!

Your government has forbidden the shipment of munitions to Spain.

But this coal will be used to MAKE munitions!

To make guns, and bombs!

What's THAT to US?!

What's it to us, where ruddy coal goes?

We're miners...that's all!

Do you want to dig coal, with which to kill children?

Ah...shut it off!

We don't want no foreigner to tell US what to do!

Please...listen to me!

WHY do they want your coal?

Because the miners in Spain will not work for them.

YOU know THAT...

You've read it in your English papers.

The miners at home are fighting them.

Fighting for the same things YOU want.

They are men... just like you...

What WE want, is jobs!

Who are YOU, anyhow?

He's a foreigner... what's he doin' here?!

- Get off of there! - We don't know YOU!

Pull 'im down!

It's the jobs we're 'ere for!

I know this means a year's work to YOU!

But it means DEATH to my people.

That man is a criminal...

He is wanted by the London police.

Get a constable!

I know I am asking you to fight... for people you have never even seen!

But they are fighting for YOU, too.

Someday, you'll know that.

I've had enough of this!

Come on now... no violence here!

Here...let me go!

You all know ME!

Harry Bates!

I don't know this man...

Never seen him in my life before!

But if what he says is true... maybe we should listen to him.

We want jobs...yes!

But what our work is used for... that's something different.

You all knew my lad, Tim...

Why, some of you used to work beside him...

...down in pit.

Well, he's been gone a year now...in Spain.

I didn't know why he went.

I was against him going.

I said it was no fight of ours.

But HE writes to his mother...

...and some of the things that he writes to her...

...makes me think that maybe I was wrong.

He says it isn't JUST a civil war, down in Spain...

He says when he sees those German planes up in the sky...

It makes him think it's maybe the beginning of something else.

That maybe he's fighting just to keep those planes...

...from dropping those bombs right down here in Benditch!

Ah...that's foolish talk!

There always was a war, Harry.

We're here to get our jobs back!

I need my job as much as any of you.

But I won't dig coal to be used against my lad.

- You've got to get out of here! - Rose...what are you doing...?

...Never mind...now hurry! - No but I've got to...

Don't be fool... they're coming after you.

There he goes...stop him!

Well...I've failed completely now...

You shouldn't have come.

It will go badly for you if you're caught with me.

They'll be watching every highway.

But not the way we'll go.

Besides...I'm mixed up enough with you now.

What do you mean?

They found Contreras...

The man who lives in the place came back last night, after we left.

I heard it on the wireless, in the car.

Little Mr Fortescue gave them an excellent description.

Of both of us.

Let me out here... and go on alone.

No...I'm in for a penny... I'm in for a pound.

So shut up!

We'll see Neil... He'll help you get away.

Forbes? What can HE do?

Several things...

...if he will.

Why should Forbes help ME?

He's in love with you.

Yes...that's what I'm counting on.

Miss Cullen's here, sir...

Shall I show her in?

- I'm sorry, Neil... - Rose!

I would never have come here, if it weren't extremely urgent.

Thank you, Edwards.

I see now... I've had a call from Benditch.

So, it was YOU that...

Well, what is it, now?

I want you to do something for me...

Help him get away... out of the country.

This is a dangerous business, Rose.

I know that... I said...for ME.

Will you help him?

That's asking a great deal.

I'll try.

Thank you.

I thought one of the smaller ports, Neil... Swansea or Exmouth.

This won't be easy to arrange.

I shall have to make some calls.

You'd better stay here tonight.

You must leave at once, Rose... ...Now!

The police will be looking for your car.

Thanks...

...for the lift.

We're almost there.

Will there be trouble for you at home?

Probably.

Well, you haven't got the coal yourself...

...but your enemies haven't got it either.

I don't understand.

We had a meeting early this morning.

We cancelled the contract.

The risk is too great.

The risk?

You couldn't have advertised the affair better....

...if you had bought the front page of every paper in London.

It's in the papers?...

What happened yesterday at Benditch?

A dozen leading articles...

...about political gangsters...

..and your civil war being fought out on English soil.

We had to decide whether to sue the papers for libel...

...or cancel the contract.

So we cancelled.

I can't honestly say that I regret it.

I'm not sure it's wise for England to do business with that crowd.

That's Bexhill.

I'm going to drop you here.

There's a hotel, the Lido... just beyond the town.

Your rooms already been booked... 104...under the name of Davis.

Sometime before morning, a man will pick you up...

...and take you to the ship.

I know there is no point in thanking you...but...

..all the same...

If it isn't asking too much...

...will you give my love to Rose.

I'm beginning to think there's nothing else I could give her.

104 is at the far end of the corridor...

...with a really fine view of the Channel, sir.

Well, I'm dashed!

Well...I hadn't expected to meet you here.

I bet you hadn't!

Oh, I remember now...

Is it the new job you mentioned to me?

This is the fellow I was telling you about, boys...

...the one in the paper. - NO! - Yes!

Do you mind getting out of my way?

I want to go to my room.

Go along... We'll come with you.

Better be careful, old man... he might carry a gun.

Yes!

Ah...that pulls your teeth!...

Thought you'd slip out of the country, I suppose.

Henley...ring up the Bexhill police.

Remember what I told you, Charley?

I spotted this fellow right from the start.

It's a mistake you foreigners make...

In your own country, you kill each other off like flies...

But if you do that sort of thing in England...

...well...you're in for it!

The police will be here in 5 minutes.

May I have a cigarette, please.

Keep the whole packet.

Matches.

What about another drink, while we're waiting?

Good idea!

- This one's on me! - Oh, Frank, it's my turn!

- Why not toss for it? - Right...

Ready?

By Jove... You fellows don't waste any time!

Come in!

- Is there anyone her called... - You're the police?

- That's right. - Here's your man!

Took his gun away myself.

Is your name Denard?

Yes.

Get up!... You know what you're wanted for.

I know what it's all about.

Excuse me.

No handcuffs?

I don't think they'll be needed... Come along!

Thank you!

I say... I wonder if there's a reward.

It's quite possible!

And all Scotland Yard couldn't find him!

Rather clever of me, wasn't it?

That was a close one.

When I saw the whole crew in there...

...you could've bowled me out with a tomato!

You're not detective?

Of course we're not!

Come on... We've got to get a move on!

Tell the mate to get underway at once!

Aye aye, sir!

And then I fall for a stupid idealistic fool...

...who's trying to get himself killed.

I can't be faithful to people I can't see...

Like you are.

So I came along.

You restore my faith.

One day, I know...we must win.

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