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Look, I don't know this bloke. I never, never...

There's somebody else on that boat.

When do you think that was taken?

Well, it's difficult to say.

Judging by the weather and the foliage, it was about two months ago.

That would be my bet, too.

You know, this proves one thing. Mrs. Tolley may have been telling the truth

about that coffee bar meeting.

Fielding and Brent have met before, before Carol introduced them.

Well, why don't they keep quiet about it?

What about this? Shall we try this one?

Yes, yes.

Hello?

Richmond 0141.

Yes? This is Telegrams.

Telegram from Mr. Kevin Jason, 83 Kingsdown Mansions, Richmond. Well, wait

a minute. I'll take it down.

Here. Brent arrives Positano 8 o'clock tonight.

Brent arrives Positano 8 o'clock tonight.

Is that all?

Yes, sir.

And the name of the sender? I'm sorry, there isn't a signature.

Do you wish me to confirm this telegram?

Yes. Yes, would you do that? Thank you.

Could that be Harry, Brent?

What's your guess, Roy?

Carol, can you spare a minute?

Yes, of course.

Is anything the matter?

I think you said you were seeing Harry tonight.

Yes, I am. I told you we're having dinner together in town.

Well, ask him to phone me, would you? Any time tonight. I shall be in all

evening. Can't I deliver a message?

I think perhaps I'd better have a word with him myself.

I tried to get him on the phone this morning, but... Eric, what is it? You're

being very mysterious.

A young chap named Robson came to see me this morning.

Sergeant Robson. I think he's one of Alan's men. Anyways, with the CID.

Well?

He questioned me about the jacket, the one I lent Harry.

Why on earth are they interested in that jacket? I should have thought... There's

a very good reason for being interested in it. It was found at Richmond, in Mrs.

Tolley's flat.

Your jacket? Yes.

When Alan spoke to me about the jacket, I told him the truth. I said I lent it

to Harry and he hadn't returned it.

Unfortunately, Harry didn't confirm my story.

What do you mean?

He told Alan that he had returned the jacket to me.

Why on earth did he say that?

I don't know why.

Surely he must know whether... Leave it to me, Eric. I'll have a word with Harry

about it tonight.

Yes. All right, Karen.

I shouldn't worry about it. Well, I am worried. You know me. I like to get

things cut and dried.

Besides, I... Go on.

I was going to say I knew Mrs. Tolley. I'd spoken to her. We weren't friends,

of course, but... Well, I don't suppose Harry had even heard of the woman before

she was murdered.

I'm sure there's a very simple explanation to all this.

What train are you coming back on?

Oh, the last one. The 11.30, I imagine. But don't bother to meet me. I can pick

up a cab. I'll be there. I'll be in the car park.

There's no need, Eric.

Look, I told you, I don't know this fella, Jason. I've never seen him

before. Well, he was on his way to your stall, Mr Tully, when he spotted me and

made a run for it.

Well, how do you know that?

He might have been going to meet somebody.

He might have been going to one of the other stalls, for all you know.

Do you think he was going to your stall?

Well, he wasn't.

Look, I don't know this bloke.

I've never seen him before. I've never even heard of him. All right, let's

leave that for a minute.

Let's talk about Mrs Green.

What about Mrs Green?

Well, you gave her 50 pounds.

Yes, right. She lent me 50 quid some time back. I repaid her.

That's not what Mrs. Green says.

She says you asked her to get a pen for you, Tom Fielding's pen.

She says that's why you paid her 50 pounds.

Are you kidding?

50 quid for a pen? Do you think I'm nuts?

No, I don't think you're nuts, Mr. Tully, and I don't think you're telling

the truth either.

Kevin Jason asked you to get that pen for him, and it's my guess he offered

you a damn sight more than 50 quid for it. Look, I don't know this man. I've

never seen him before.

Look, if you're not going to believe a word I say, I mean, what is the point of

keep on asking me questions? Look, Mr. Tolley, you're a businessman. You've got

a great many friends, a great many contacts.

Well? And you expect me to believe that when you needed money, you went to Mrs.

Green?

I tried other people first, of course. I tried to help a lot of people, but they

just wouldn't play. No, and I'm not playing either. Go away, Tolley. Think

it over.

When you feel like telling the truth, you just give me a ring. I've told you

the truth. Mr. Tolley's leaving.

Yes, sir.

Sergeant Croft would like a word with you. Well, who do you owe Sergeant

Croft? I've asked him to take your fingerprints.

That is, if you don't object.

I suppose if I do object.

Then we don't take them.

Well, why do you want my fingerprints anyway?

It's just routine.

Gee, I don't believe that. You must have a reason.

Yes, we have got a reason.

We found a number of fingerprints in your wife's flat at Richmond. We want to

compare them with yours.

But I've never been to that flat.

I knew nothing about it. Then you have nothing to worry about, have you?

That's why, sir.

Would you get me Miss Carol Viner at Thomas Fieldings?

I'm leaving now.

If you give me about 20 minutes, I'll be ready. Right, thank you, Rowan.

Carol Viner speaking.

Hello, Carol, this is Alan.

Oh, hello, Alan.

Carol, I've got to see you. I'll pick you up in about 15 minutes.

I'm sorry, Alan, I'm terribly busy and I've got to go up to town this evening.

If you could leave it over until tomorrow. Yeah, would you meet me

outside the office? I'm leaving straight away.

Look, I'm sorry, it's impossible.

I'm up to my neck in work. Carol, this is important.

Yes, and it's important to you, too. It's about Harry.

15 minutes.

This is all about Alan. We're terribly busy this afternoon. Jump in, Karen.

I'll have you back by half past four, I promise you. Where are we going? I can't

just leave the office. For God's sake, don't argue. Just get in the car. I

refuse to get in the car until you tell me where we're going. Now, look, I'm not

going to abduct you. You'll be perfectly safe.

Now, get in the car.

This is supposed to be the spare bedroom, I'm afraid. It's very untidy.

Do sit down, Miss Fire.

Now, Carol, we're going to show you a couple of short films, and I want to

explain about them first.

Now, this morning, we arrested a man called Jason.

Kevin Jason.

He's an Irishman.

He broke into my flat a couple of days ago, and we're holding him on a

housebreaking charge. Now, Jason's got a flat in Kingsdown Mansions, Richmond.

Kingsdown Mansions?

Isn't that where Mrs. Tolley was found? Yes. Yes, it is.

Anyway, we searched his flat and we found a projector and a couple of films.

Now, luckily, Roy here's an expert on these things. Not an expert, sir, an

amateur. Yeah, well, anyway, we had a look at the films. Now, one of them

proves beyond the shadow of a doubt that Harry Brent was a friend, a very good

friend, I'd say, of Tom Fielding's. But it's the other one that we're really

interested in and we're going to show it to you now. OK, Roy?

Nearly ready, sir. Look, just a minute. Did this man, Jason, did he take these

films? Well, we think so, yes, but we can't be sure about that. But it's

obvious that the films were taken without the people concerned.

That's the people in the films.

realizing it was happening yes my guess they were taken from a window across the

street right

that's

jacqueline dawson and mr field yes that's right

Now these next shots, they were obviously taken on a different day.

Try and remember when it was.

Now, do you remember when that was?

Yes, it was about three weeks ago.

Three weeks ago last Saturday, I think.

Why should anyone photograph me?

Who was the man? The man you were talking to?

Well, his name's Rayner. Mark Rayner. He's a friend of Harry's. And Jacqueline

Dawson. Jacqueline Dawson? They were together in the market. We saw them this

morning, just before we picked up Jason.

Is that true, Alan? Yes, it is. Now, tell us all you know about Mr. Rayner.

Well, he's a friend of Harry's. Quite an old friend, I should imagine.

We all had dinner together about four or five weeks ago. That was the first time

I met him.

What does he do?

I think he's with Thomas Cooks or American Express or something like that.

He's a very pleasant man. He seems to be more interested in cars than anything

else. Well, that's about all I can tell you about him.

Is he married?

No, I don't... No, I'm sure he's not. Does he live in London?

I really don't know.

Yes, all right, Carol. Now, tell me this.

Did Tom Fielding ever own a boat, a cabin cruiser?

Yes, he did. He used to keep it down at Marlow and go down at weekends, but he

sold it. When?

Oh, some time ago. Must be getting on for a year now.

Carol, what would you say if I told you that he once invited Harry down to

Marlow?

But he couldn't have done. He didn't know Harry until I introduced... Ready?

Go ahead.

There you are. I told you I'd get you back by half past four. It's five and

twenty past.

Thank you.

You look worried, Carol.

Is it surprising?

You've finally succeeded, Alan.

Succeeded? You've convinced me that the man I'm going to marry is a liar.

You've proved to me that... Now, wait a minute, Carol. I'm not interested in

Harry Brent because he's your fiancé.

I'm interested in him because, in some curious way, he's mixed up in a fielding

murder. You think he knew that Thomas Fieldingham was going to be murdered?

I think he knew it was on the card, yes.

Carol, I want to ask you something. Now, look, be honest with me, please.

The other night I told you about Barbara Smith, what she said just before she

died. Well?

Well, did you repeat it to anyone, to Harry?

No, I didn't, but he knew we'd been discussing him. He sensed it in the car

on the way to the station.

Next morning he turned up at the office.

He said he was worried.

He knew we'd been talking about him the night before.

Go on.

It was a difficult situation, Alan. I had to tell him something.

I told him that you didn't believe his story about the girl. I told him that

you felt sure he'd met her before somewhere.

But I didn't tell him what she said, that she actually mentioned his name.

I didn't truly, Alan.

Carol, what do you really know about Harry Brent?

You meet him by accident, he tells you he comes from market welding, he invites

you out to dinner, and presto, you're engaged.

I fell in love with him. When you're in love with someone, you trust them.

Yeah, do you still trust him?

I don't know.

Now, Carol, wait a minute.

When are you seeing him again?

Tonight. We're having dinner together.

In town?

Yes. I thought he was abroad, Italy or something.

No. Why do you think that?

I don't know. It's something you say. Carol,

if you get worried about anything, it doesn't matter how trivial,

You know where I am, right?

Thank you.

I am terribly sorry.

The train was 15 minutes late, and when I got to the station, I simply couldn't

get a taxi. Don't worry, Carol. I was late anyway.

I should have come up by car. Eric wanted me to. How is Eric? Oh, he's

fine. He sends his love.

Well, actually, I say he's fine. He's not really. He's a bit worried at the

moment. Oh, what's he worried about?

Martini? Two dry martinis? Yes, sir.

The police have been to see him.

Twice, as a matter of fact. They keep on asking questions about that jacket.

Which jacket? The sports jacket, the one you borrowed.

You remember, you got wet one afternoon and borrowed a jacket.

Oh, yes, of course I remember.

You know, that's very odd. Your ex-boyfriend, Alan Milton, questioned me

about that jacket. I do wish you wouldn't keep calling Alan my ex

-boyfriend.

I'm sorry, darling.

You seem very touchy tonight, Carol. Are you sure it's Eric who's worried and not

you? Well, naturally, if Eric's worried, I'm worried. Yes, but what exactly is he

worried about? He lent me the jacket and I returned it. But that's just the

point. Eric says you didn't return it.

He said I didn't return it. Yes.

Well, I thought I did. I felt sure I did.

Well, maybe I didn't. Perhaps I've still got the coat. Tell Eric I'll take

another look. Harry, I don't think you understand. The police have got the

jacket. It was found in a flat at Richmond, the flat where Mrs. Tolley was

murdered. Naturally, the police want to know how it got there. Well, I didn't

take it there. I didn't even know Mrs. Tolley.

No, but Eric did.

You're not trying to say the police suspect Eric. I don't know whether they

suspect him or not, but they want to know how his jacket got into Mrs.

Tolley's flat, and frankly, I don't blame them. Neither do I, but they're

obviously barking up the wrong tree. I didn't take it there, and I shouldn't

have imagined it. Well, of course he didn't.

Carrie, are you sure, quite sure, that you returned it?

No, I've told you I'm not 100% sure. I thought I did.

Now, stop worrying, Carol.

I'll have a chat with Alan and tell him that I'm not exactly sure that I did

return the jacket after all.

Now, how's that?

Well, then they'll start questioning you. Well, that's okay by me.

So long as you stop worrying.

Two dry martinis, sir. Oh, thank you.

I thought you were never coming.

Have they arrived?

Brent arrived about ten past nine.

The job was very late.

I was expecting Jason to be here.

Why you, Brian?

Well, Jason couldn't make it.

Why not?

The police have picked him up.

They're still holding him.

When did this happen?

This morning. Market Weldon.

The bloody fool.

Well, we all make mistakes, finally.

Not in this game, Briar. Just one, that's all. Just one.

Will it be very difficult?

Shouldn't think so.

I take it it's just Brent he wants?

No, Brent and the girl.

And the girl, are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

That's what he said. Brent and the girl. That's what he said.

You can take Brent first, Farley, in case there's a switch.

You sure you wouldn't like a liqueur?

Yes, I'm quite sure. A brandy? No, thank you, Harry.

What time's your train?

11.30.

Oh, you've got plenty of time. It'll only take ten minutes to the station.

Oh, where's your car? I didn't see it. It's around the corner. Oh. In Blanford

Street. Oh, I see.

Well, thank you, Harry.

For what? For dinner.

For one horrible moment I thought you was going to say for a very pleasant

evening. That's the usual phrase, surely.

Then it hasn't been a very pleasant evening, has it, Carol?

Why did you lie to me, Harry?

Why on earth didn't you tell me that Mr. Fielding was a friend of yours? He

wasn't a friend of mine. I'd only met him twice. The first time... Don't lie,

Harry. Please don't lie. I know he was a friend of yours.

I just don't understand why you didn't tell me about it.

That night at the Falstaff, I introduced you to each other. You both behaved as

if you were strangers, as if you'd never met before. Why?

Why, Harry?

You told you I was a friend of Tom's. Mrs. Tolley.

Mrs. Tolley? Yes, she saw us one night in a coffee bar. It was a hundred to one

chance, but unfortunately... Was it Mrs. Tolley? No.

Well, who told you then?

I saw some film.

Some film of me and Tom Fielding? Yes, someone took some shots of you and...

Harry, why didn't you and Mr. Fielding tell me that you knew each other? No,

wait a minute, Carol.

Tell me about this film. Where did you see it?

A friend of mine showed it to me.

When? This afternoon.

Was it Alan?

Now, Carol, this is important.

Tell me about this film. What did you see?

You were on a boat, Mr.

Fielding's boat, somewhere on the river.

You were talking to each other. You were obviously very good friends.

Go on.

Well, there were other shots, too, taken outside of your office.

Mr. Fielding getting out of a cab with Jacqueline Dawson. Me talking to Mark

Rayner.

Where did Alan get these films from? Who gave them to him?

I don't know. But you must know, Carol. I don't know where he got them from.

Bring me my bills straight away, please.

Get your coat, Carol. We're leaving.

Look, come on.

They can't be long now. Surely they can't... That's what you said.

Ten minutes ago, twenty minutes ago, and if my memory doesn't fail me, thirty

minutes ago, Mr. Breyer.

Yes, well, I thought they would have been out by now.

Otherwise...

Finally!

Quick! They're coming now!

Quick!

What the hell?

It's alright.

They'll be gone in a minute.

He's only asking the way somewhere.

What the hell's happened?

They were tipped off.

But that's the main entrance, sir. But we don't want to use the main entrance.

Now, be a good chap. Take us out the back way. Yes, sir. Fall in. Come on,

Carol. Harry, wait a minute. What happened just now? What did Mark say?

And why was he driving that van? Someone was waiting for me outside with a rifle.

Now, look, Carol, I can't explain. Now, come along.

Here's the car, Harry. I'll see you later. Right, and thanks, Mark. And

don't use this place again.

You've got a problem, Harry.

Yes, I know, but I can handle it. I hope so. Don't worry, Mark.

I hope you can handle it, Harry, because if you can't... It's my problem. Now,

don't worry.

Who was it tonight, Filey? Yes, we were tipped off, thank God. I'll phone you

later, Harry.

Come on, Carol.

Did someone really try to kill you just now? Yes. Who?

Someone called Filey was in the building opposite. He had a rifle.

But why?

Why should anyone want to kill you? You've got to tell me, Harry.

Filey thinks I know something.

About what?

About... About someone in Market Weldon.

Someone in Market Weldon? Now, look, Carol, we can't talk about this. Now, if

you come back to my place, we can. No, Harry. Now, Carol, please, come back to

the flat. If you do, I'll tell you about tonight. I'll tell you about Tom

Fielding and Barbara Smith.

I'll tell you everything, Carol.

All right.

You're feeling better?

I'll drink this.

Then we can talk.