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Thank you.

Thank you.

Turn it off.

What's the matter? Don't you like it?

Cool. I don't know.

The extra hand they sent me last summer was reciting Shakespeare all day.

You've got an addiction to radio.

I suppose next summer we'll be having portable television.

Well, it could be worse, you know.

Anyway, what's wrong with a bit of morning music?

If you'd been on the Thames as long as me, you'd know the only morning music

worth listening to is the sound of the river.

Do you hear a tune like that?

The water scrambling to get over the weir.

The birds.

Give his hand with the gates.

Here, Governor, here's some more firewood.

All right, I'll get it.

Lock keeper.

Lock keeper.

Yeah.

Anything else you can tell me?

No, unfortunately not, superintendent.

Just floaty it was, like a log.

All right, you can open the gates again now we're through here.

Oi! Speedy!

Excuse me, sir.

Can I have a line for the lunch edition?

We haven't got much of a line ourselves yet.

Well, what about a description?

It's not very pretty, you know.

No, I'm... All right, you can say it was about 50, medium height, wavy grey hair,

light grey eyes and sallow complexion.

Thanks a lot.

Looks as if our job begins somewhere up river, sir.

Yes, but where?

Thank you.

Taxi!

How long

has

he been dead?

I'd say two weeks. About the same length of time he's been in the water. Anything

else? Well, it's difficult to tell with a body which has been blundering around

in a river for two weeks. Yeah.

He seems to have been struck by...

Some sort of a blow.

There. Can you say what sort of instrument?

Only that it was blunt.

It doesn't help me much, does it?

Well, let me qualify that, though, two ways.

Firstly, the weapon seems to have been cushioned superficially. You mean it was

only meant to be laid out, not killed?

Oh, no, Super. It was willful murder, in my opinion. How do you make that out?

Well, that brings me to my second point.

Now, the blow was struck there, on the neck, under the ear.

Might have been an accident, but I don't think so. If you're going to kosh a man,

you'll more likely hit him there on the top of the head, not just search out one

vital spot.

Quite a pretty sinister sort of killer.

Very.

Still haven't found out who the victim is? No.

Given his description to the press. Somebody's studied it already, Super.

Huh? Who? It's a Major Amory. He's a big wheel in the Foreign Office. Foreign

Officer? Yeah. He thinks he recognizes the dead man's description. He wants you

to go to that address.

Who is it?

He wouldn't say over the phone.

Consul Gates? I think it's an embassy.

It is.

Yes, that's the man we fished out of the river, all right. Who is he?

His name is Professor Neil Rabin, head of the College of Oriental Studies at

Oxford. He's been missing for two weeks.

Missing for two weeks?

Look at this.

What are they?

Archaeological finds, Superintendent.

Rabin and his research team were working on them.

Three small bits of stone.

And someone obviously murdered the professor to get them. They were found

missing when he disappeared.

Just how valuable are these?

Priceless. You mean something like the Dead Sea Scrolls?

Just as the scrolls were treated in secrecy in Manchester, these tablets

were going through the same process at Oxford.

Do these belong to your country, sir? Yes.

They are known as the Kaitang wafers, found two months ago. Three tablets

hardened together by time.

They had to be prized apart and scientifically treated before the

scholars could start breaking down the script.

Just what exactly is their significance?

They promise to throw up evidence of an entirely unknown oriental civilization.

Possibly even the first.

Look at this map, Superintendent.

Kai-Tang is a small but valuable buffer state.

Big Brother on the other side of the border wants to annex it.

His justification for doing so being that Kai-Tang is really a part of the

Motherland. If these wafers prove that Kai Tang is an older, independent state,

then an invasion couldn't be made to appear remotely legal in the eyes of the

free world.

I see.

Thank you, Tamayo.

May I offer you some tea, gentlemen?

Thank you, Your Excellency.

I imagine both the size of the cup and the color of the tea are different from

what you get at the yard, Superintendent.

Your Excellency, let me get this straight.

A priceless treasure and a professor disappear for two weeks and nothing is

done. Why?

Politically, it would have been injudicious.

We hoped to avoid an unnecessary scandal. We thought Rabin would turn up.

Yes. Yes, but at the time, there was no sign of his departure being other than

voluntary. Didn't it occur to you that he might have taken away with himself?

I won't say it didn't cross our minds, but Rabin was an eminent scholar.

We thought it more likely he'd gone off on his own somewhere so that he could

work undisturbed. Surely in that case he'd leave a note or something?

He was rather absent-minded.

It was just possible he'd forgotten to. He did something similar last year.

Could not have his kite hung way first.

May I ask what your next move will be?

Yes. To Oxford to pursue our own studies of the orthodox kind.

Good day.

Professor Neil Rayburn could have been murdered right here, his body parceled

up and thrown into the river.

That's why my men are dragging it now.

Well, if they were after the Kai Tang wafers, what was the sense in killing

the professor?

Maybe they could only be stolen over his dead body, Dr. Pollard. I guess you may

be right there.

They were his babies, but we all had a stake in them. He never let them out of

his sight.

I see.

Dr. Towne, did he always lock them in the safe overnight?

Yes, yes, always.

Now, Miss Marlowe, you were one of the last to see the professor.

Yes, I...

Came in with some papers.

Now, Elsa, you've got to try and help the superintendent.

He was here in this room, working late on the wafers. I'd been out for the

evening. I called in on my way to bed.

Some of the postgraduate students sleep on the premises.

We have our quarters upstairs.

Was he behaving normally?

Oh, yes.

I'm working on a thesis, you see.

We discussed it a bit, and then I left him.

And the next morning you found that he'd gone?

Yes. As assistant director.

I have the other keys to the safe.

I opened it, found the wafers were not there.

Naturally, I assumed Professor Rayburn had taken them up to his room.

When he didn't appear in the morning, we knew there was something wrong and I

sent Choto to look.

His bed had not been slept in. Nothing unusual had happened. We thought maybe

he'd gone out somewhere on an impulse.

Well, he seems to have been surrounded by benevolence. Now, believe me,

Superintendent, if I'd have been around then, I'd have voted for the yard being

called straight off to hell with tact and diplomacy.

You were abroad, Dr. Pollard. Yeah, I'm over here on a fellowship and it's up

soon. So I thought I'd have a few weeks vacation before returning to the States.

I see.

I had hoped Miss Marlowe would come with me on a honeymoon.

Nelson.

But no such luck. When did you get back here to Oxford?

Last night from Venice.

I sure picked the right time to be away.

Nobody could have foreseen this happening.

Rome, eh? You send this?

Yeah.

I guess the professor never saw it.

Or this one from Salzburg?

Or this one from Florence?

No, he couldn't have. I posted June 3rd. That was the night he was last seen.

Yes.

And you think he was murdered then?

It looks like it. Murder in this room?

It's very quick.

One swift blow.

Any of you hear anything out of the ordinary?

After all, you were all in the house.

No.

Mr. Johto?

Well, did you?

Miss Marlowe, were there any windows open while you were in here talking to

the professor?

Yes. That was a very quick answer.

But an obvious one, Superintendent.

You see, Rayburn was a pipe smoker. He smoked like a chimney. Not unnaturally,

we objected to working in a smog. So he got into the habit of always leaving a

window open, even when he was in here on his own.

Those are his pipes.

I wasn't smoking any of these. There's nothing in them.

One of them's missing.

Has it been found?

We didn't find anything.

Excuse me, sir.

Yes, Sergeant. We found this in the river, sir.

You found them? You found the wafers?

Open it up.

What have we here?

You put those?

Yes, Mr. Hallam.

We got some colonies scrolls from Tibet last month. They came in special boxes

like these.

I put them in here.

The murderer must have searched the room and found them.

Lead boxes.

Lead weights. Just the thing for the job.

You mean those were tied to the body to keep it under the water?

Exactly. That's a pretty nasty touch right out in front of this house. One

part of the river's as good as another. If you know how to tie the knots

properly, all right, let's get him back to the yard.

Were they found close to the bank?

No, sir, midstream.

The current could have carried the body, but I should think it was dropped in

there and the weights came off.

Well, that means a boat. Does the Institute possess one? We had one until

I sank it six months ago.

I see. Well, what about this rope and tarpaulin? Surely somebody must have

seen these. They could have been hanging about in a handy cupboard somewhere.

Really, Superintendent, I think everyone is suffering sufficiently from shock

already.

Dr. Tarn is right.

Isn't it perfectly obvious what happened?

The intruder came by river, came through those windows, and then murdered

Professor Rayburn.

And it is your job to catch up with him. Don't worry, Dr. Tarn. Thanks to a lot

of official stupidity, we're a little further behind with this case than

usual, but we'll catch him.

You have to think of it, you know, we're very much in the same line of business.

Your cases are a few thousand years old. I think that Scotland Yard can be

granted just a couple of weeks, don't you?

Okay, thank you, P4.

Over and out.

Looks as if we're getting somewhere, sir. That was the yard. They traced that

tarpaulin. Crevels, a firm at Windsor.

Crevels? All right, I'll question them. You get cracking on these people. See if

there's anything on them at the yard.

You better tell Amory, too. He may know something about their background.

Good day, doctor.

Yes?

This tarpaulin was undoubtedly sold by us. Good, but who, too?

Well, now, that's difficult.

We need to have many customers.

Oh, yes.

But I can tell you one thing, though. Yeah?

This type and size is normally used for engine hatch coverings on motor

launches. That checks with the lab report. These oil stands here?

No, I think I might be able to help you, sir. Good.

This serial number belongs to one of a batch we sold last January through our

stand at the boat show. Yeah, but can you check the buyer?

It'll take time.

But I think I'd let you know by tomorrow morning. Good. I'll do that, will you?

May I ask what interest this tarpaulin holds for you?

Certainly. It held a body.

We still have no wafers.

Only a body. It was a fluke that the body floated all the way down from

Oxford and nobody noticed it.

Where is my country treasure?

Who is the murderer?

We've checked on the people at Oxford.

Nelson Pollard was a prisoner in Korea.

Would he have any political leanings? No, we know all about him. He comes from

a first-class background. Subject to any brainwashing, do you think?

The State Department has given us a complete clearance on him.

Now, Dr. Tarn is another matter. Tarn?

Is he a political background? I shouldn't have thought he was more than

a tawdry old don.

He's half Czech.

His father came from Prague and went back there just before the war. Does he

have any contact with his father? No, he died during the war. But Tarn is still

not clear as a security risk. Hmm.

And what about Choto, the Japanese?

No, nothing on him, nor the other two, the girl and the North Country lad.

You see, Your Excellency, it may take more than one day to find the murderer

and your wafers.

What about the tarpaulin?

We should have some news on that pretty soon now.

Your Excellency, if these wafers are of some political importance to your

neighbours, wouldn't they try and steal them?

Indeed they might. We haven't had any intelligence reports of their agents in

London. But you can't rule out the chance.

It's for you, Superintendent.

Thank you.

Hello, yes?

Hmm?

Where?

I see.

Right.

That tarpaulin belonged to a Martins boat hire at Cookham. That's about

halfway between London and Oxford.

So the murderer must have hired a boat and sailed it up from there. Looks like

it.

You keep us informed.

Yes, of course. I'll come with you, Superintendent.

Then liaison will be easier.

If you have the time.

Excellent.

Did you hear all that?

Yes.

First, Reuben's body turns up. Now the police have traced a tarpaulin.

They're heading for the place where the boat was hired.

If they talk to the owners, they'll know who the murderer was.

If the news is discovered by our neighbor, he may invade immediately

before the wafers can be produced.

Get our friend on the phone.

Oxford 4879, please.

It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born. It was always his

pride and his joy.

Telephone, Dad!

But it stopped short.

Never to go again when the old man died. Dad, telephone!

Never to go again when the old...

Where's the Windsor lad?

She's stuck, this side of Reading.

Hello?

Yes?

What's the trouble?

Well, can't you push her off?

Oh, engine trouble too.

All right, I'll come over.

Where?

Yeah, near the towpath, yes, I know.

Yes, I'll be there just after one.

All right.

Who'd be in the higher business?

They turn up dressed as though they're ready to sail the Cutty Sark herself.

They couldn't steer a toy boat in a bath.

Oh, don't be too hard on them, Dad. It's their honeymoon.

Well, that's no excuse for steering a cruiser into the bank.

Isn't it?

Have you seen a cruise around here?

What is it?

Do you think your father will belong?

Depends what's wrong with the boat.

Do you recognize that piece of tarpaulin?

No. One bit's much like another.

What's this all about?

Never mind about that. Just tell me if a piece of tarpaulin has been missing from

your yard.

Why don't you mention it? Dad, it says something about one of our cruisers

being returned without an engine hatch covered. From a hire? Yes.

But I couldn't tell you which one.

But your father would know who hired the boat.

Yes, of course.

Point is, will he recognize the person again by sight?

I expect so.

You can ask him.

Yes, we will.

It's been a long time.

Yes, longer than I thought. He'll be back soon, I expect.

That sounds like a car now.

That's funky.

That's the boat the telephone call was about.

The Windsor land.

Your father must have got it going and then gone off somewhere else. Yes, but

why?

One floating bedsit reporting safely.

Thank you. Did my father give you a message?

Your father?

Why, didn't you ring for help? Why should we?

He spoke to you on the phone. You said you'd gone aground.

You must be mistaken.

Where was he asked to go?

He wrote it down in the office.

How did the murderer know we traced that tarpaulin?

Apart from ourselves and the ambassador, the only people that knew were the

professor's colleagues. They found out where that phone call came from, sir.

Oh, where? The public call box just outside Oxford.

It looks as though you're right.

I think he was certainly dead when he was pushed in the water. Another well

-aimed blow, eh? Yes. The same kind that killed the professor.

You know, Superintendent, I've been thinking about the method and I believe

I've hit on it.

Kempo. The old form of judo, the Mortal Kombat stuff?

Yes. I believe that man and the professor were both victims of karate,

the killer blow of Kempo. I've heard of it.

Fellows who spent hours hamming the size of their hands against a block to harden

them. Yes, a really effective chop.

Your Excellency, is this true about another murder?

Yes, sir, I'm afraid it is.

And this unfortunate man had no chance to talk to you? He was lured away before

we reached him by a call that came from Oxford.

You don't mean from the college?

No, but someone there may be responsible.

Your Excellency, you should know more than most people about karate.

I only know it's men in our country.

I understand there are some exponents in Japan.

Johnny Toto, a member of the research team?

Yes, a Japanese member.

Good day, sir.

I'm sorry for disturbing you from your studies.

We're getting quite used to disturbances.

What news, superintendent?

News? There's been another murder.

What? They happen every day in Britain. Yes, but this particular one concerns

this case.

Who has been killed?

Someone who could have given us vital information.

He's the owner of Martin's boatyard at Cookham.

He hired out a boat and got it back, minus a tarpaulin.

The murderer guessed you'd get a lead there and stepped in first. Exactly.

He got in ahead of us. He must have read about your inquiries.

So far in the press, there's only appeared one small paragraph about an

unidentified body.

Only you people knew that inquiries were being made about that tarpaulin. Are you

trying to say that one of us is a murderer? Oh, really, Superintendent.

I thought this moment belonged in the good old-fashioned English whodunit.

Sir, don't anyone touch the teacups. We've got a poisoner in our midst.

Late this morning, someone called from Oxford and decoyed the owner of Martin's

Boathouse.

I want you all to account for your movements. I want to know exactly who

left the building.

We were all out, except for Dr. Pollard.

I was duty dog. We'd take turns. But look, Superintendent. Miss Marlowe?

Quite true, Superintendent.

I went to a lecture at Queen's. Dr. Pollard couldn't take me, and so I went

with a friend.

What about you, Dr. Tarn?

I was in the University Museum until 3 o'clock. I then walked home.

Can anyone verify that?

No, I didn't speak to anyone who had many students. I see.

Where did you go, Mr. Hellam?

To watch cricket in the park, Superintendent.

I was alone, as it happens.

The girl I was to meet didn't turn up.

I went out for a drive. Did you?

Alone? Yes.

Where to?

I don't know. I just drove around the country.

I often do.

You have a fast sports car, I believe.

Yes, I have.

Nothing there, sir.

There's fresh mud on his wheels, though, sir.

Of course, perhaps by a trip to a riverbank, Mr. Choteau, near Reading?

You don't think that I went to murder this man. It's not true.

For heaven's sake, superintendent, what did you do that for?

I just wanted to see if Mr. Choto here knows anything about judo. He does.

Of course I do. Of course I could call it by its old, old name, Kempo, couldn't

I? Then that would bring in karate.

What's that?

It is forbidden. I do not know it. It's a means of delivering a death blow. It's

killed two men already. No, no, you're mistaken.

Do you mind if we take a look at your room, sir?

Do what you like.

Counselor? Over here.

There must be some mistake.

Is this search really necessary?

Sir?

Did you wear these today?

Yes. Very muddy.

Shoes don't usually get as muddy as this just driving a car.

I stopped my car and went for a walk. A walk, eh? You didn't mention that just

now. I didn't think it was important. Well, it is, Mr. Choto. It's very

important. Just where did you take this walk? Along the river?

Superintendent, I don't see that this proves...

Rayburn's

pipe.

Did it fall when you hit him?

I didn't murder the professor or steal the wafers. I swear it.

I don't know how that pipe got here.

John Shoto, I must ask you to accompany me for further questioning.

You are not obliged to say anything unless you wish to do so. But anything

you do say may be used in evidence.

All right, get his things. Take him to the car.

Our research appears to be over.

Good day.

Your Excellency, I think perhaps we'd better stick to English.

Does he still deny he's responsible?

Yes. You may continue to ask me questions, but I'm innocent.

What have you done with the Khaitan wafers?

Do you realize the peace and lives of Sources may depend on them? I've told

the police a hundred times I didn't steal them.

I beseech you.

I will offer a reward.

The police will be lenient if you confess.

Sir, I don't think... There's only one type of persuasion he and his countrymen

understand, Superintendent.

It's a pity Scott here does not use such method.

I can assure you, sir, we have our own ways of finding out the truth.

I only hope they work.

Good morning, Elson.

Good morning, Nelson.

You're early.

Elsa.

What's the matter?

Oh, that business is all over now.

I suppose it is.

It's just that I... I can't imagine Johnny Choto murdering anyone.

What can you?

You know how gentle and kind he used to be.

People's motives aren't always that clear behind that inscrutable car.

Besides, he worshipped the professor.

Why, it was due to him that Johnny got his post here.

Elsa, look. And if he took the wafers, what's he done with them? Oh, sold them,

of course. Made a deal somewhere.

Then why was he still here, acting as if nothing had happened? My guess is those

tablets are halfway from here to Tobago. Probably in the hands of some crooked

art dealer right now.

No.

Elsa, leave it alone.

There's nothing you can do, and you're only upsetting yourself.

You were away on holiday.

You have no idea how improbable the whole thing seems.

Elsa, marry me.

Nelson, I don't want to discuss anything now.

Look, please reconsider.

There's so much we can share together.

I'm sorry, Nelson.

I thought about it a lot while you were away.

I'm very fond of you.

I think maybe I was a little bit in love with you.

But when you weren't here, I realized how flattered I'd been to be the center

of your attention.

You're so much more mature.

And you're very kind. I like that.

But it's hardly a basis for marriage.

So it's still your Scots economist, huh?

He isn't an economist yet. He still has another year to do.

Elsa, I'm leaving next month.

Are you?

So please, change your mind.

Well, you'll find someone else in the States.

I'm not going back to the States. I'm not taking that university job on the

West Coast. Why?

I'm going to do excavation work. Can you afford to?

Where? I think I told you. I was doing army service in Korea.

Yes, I remember.

I came across some script on the walls of a bombed-up monastery.

I've been studying photographs.

I'm convinced Tea Merchant's birthplace is around that area.

I aim to lead my own expedition.

That'll take a lot of money. Have you got it? I've got all the money I need.

All I've got to do is collect it and finance the team I want.

I want you to be part of it as my wife.

I'd like that.

Then it's all settled.

But listen, I don't want to marry you now just because the whole idea is so

exciting. And then maybe later on we'd regret it.

You won't regret it.

You'll never regret it.

I've got to go to London now.

About the money, I'm catching a 9.30 train.

You won't change your mind again?

No. I promise.

Goodbye.

Good luck.

Oh, Mitch, it's you.

Come and have breakfast.

Thank you. Here.

Stop trying to pinch my girl, you reprobate from Red Breck. It's Aberdeen

Angus himself.

Hello, Angus.

I'm sorry, Mitch.

I'll see you later.

Well, enjoy your haggis.

I know you're too mean to buy a steak.

Why else, sir?

What's the matter?

They've arrested Johnny Choto.

For murdering the professor and stealing the wafers.

Johnny.

So he did it.

Look, Elsa.

I know you wanted to think it over about you and Pollard and that I promised to

leave you alone to do just that.

But I had to come and see you.

Well, now look, Angus. I came yesterday at lunchtime, but I couldn't find you.

No, I was at the lecture with Shirley.

Well, Nelson knew I was going.

He couldn't take me because he was on duty. Didn't he explain?

He wasn't here to explain.

Nobody was in.

But Nelson didn't go out yesterday.

Oh, yes, he did.

As a matter of fact, he was just leaving in his car as I arrived.

Oh.

Come on, now.

You come and have some breakfast.

No, I can't, Angus.

There's something I've got to do.

You ready to make a statement? Superintendent, you've had my statement.

I'm just not guilty.

You hired a boat to Cookham, sailed up the river and murdered Professor

Rayburn, right?

No. What did you do with the wafers? I don't know where they are. We knew you

traced the tarpaulin, so you killed again. No. With karate.

No. Japanese, you know all about judo. Only the harmless kind, I swear it.

I know everything's against me.

I know the murderer must have come from Oxford.

From the college.

It must be someone else there. It isn't me.

Yes, could you get me Cookham 2857, please?

One moment, please.

Martin's Boatyard, Cookham. Who's this calling for?

Hello? I'm sorry, it's the wrong number.

Scotland Yard, please.

Call for you, sir.

From Oxford.

Oh, yes.

What?

Are you sure?

I'll be over there right away.

It looks like one of your archaeologist friends has dug up something new.

I've taken all the risks.

You made a great arise by not making sure of the weights.

You've had those Kai Tang wafers for over two weeks and I still haven't been

paid. They are still in the safe.

And please don't raise your voice. When does your sale go through then?

This evening.

These people you're negotiating with, Richeloff?

They have an expanding economy.

And now, I advise you to get back to Oxford.

What about Choto?

Fortunately, you didn't bangle that.

You'll go on denying it. No doubt, but the evidence it decidedly damning.

I shall think at this very moment, Superintendent Wills is telling him it'd

be best to sign a statement of his guilt.

Well, I don't see how it's possible.

Pollard was abroad when the professor was murdered.

the postcard he sent from Florence. Thank you.

Is this his handwriting?

Yes. Is this his?

Yes, those are his notes. Good.

Well, they certainly look alike.

Look at these, sir.

Paris, Brussels,

Luxembourg, Zurich, and many more, and all blank.

Tupperwills Travel Agency, Oxford.

Bill for three pounds. What this means? Could be some form of deposit.

It was dated just before he went away.

Could mean that he booked for them.

I think this calls for a visit.

Don't say we've been here. No, I won't. Come on, Sergeant.

Any more commotions? All quiet. Dr. Townes having his afternoon rest.

Yes, and I didn't sleep awake, those heavy-footed policemen clumping about

upstairs. What, the police have been here again?

Yes, I heard them moving about in the room above.

That's my apartment. Churros is across the hall. Oh, well, they probably made

so much noise, I thought they were in the room above.

Yeah.

Hyde Park 5011.

Oh, come on, come on.

Yes,

I've got to get out of here. I've got to get out of the country.

Look, you're making that sale tonight.

I need that money. I need it quick.

All right, but you can't come here.

All right, name a place.

What about that judo club of yours?

Go there and wait.

The money will be brought to you.

Elsa, what's been going on here?

Good morning, gentlemen.

And what can I do for you?

Are you wanting to get away from it all, straining at the leash?

The sun, that's what you need.

We're police officers.

Oh, I see.

We're making inquiries about someone who booked a European tour a few weeks ago.

What sort of tour was it? Paris, Brussels, Vienna, Zurich. Ah, the

Romantic Rapide. As a matter of fact, between you and me, we call it the hit

and run.

They no sooner hit a town than they're off again.

Usually Americans.

This isn't American. A Dr. Nelson Pollard.

Pollard.

Pollard. No, I don't recall the name.

Well, uh... Perhaps this might help. It is yours.

Yes. Ah, but gentlemen, this wasn't a holiday tour.

No? No. This is our prestige postcard service.

Ah, were these, um, were these bought here?

Oh, yes, these are ours. Here, you see. We provide the postcards, the customers

write them in advance, and we guarantee to send them at regular periods from the

appropriate cities.

You sell them? You'd be surprised how well we do.

And not all our customers are practical jokers or airing husbands.

In this modern-day society of keeping up with the Joneses, we provide a... Good

day. We also supply a complete hotel label kit.

Your chauffeur is on his way up.

Good. I thought the handover of the wafers was at eight.

It is.

Then how can you pay Pollard at seven?

Suyuki.

I have a small errand I want you to do.

Of course I'm sure she left with Dr. Pollard. How long ago?

About an hour ago. And you've no idea where they've gone? No, I was in the

storeroom. I happened to glance out of the window and saw them drive off

together. So, Lieutenant, is there something wrong?

Pollard's the man we're after. Miss Marlowe helped us to find out.

Pollard? The murderer?

Yes, gentlemen.

Are you going to kill me too?

No. Not if you do as I tell you.

I'm expecting an important visitor, Mr. Sang.

I see. That means the car's somewhere in London.

All right. Step up the search and get a message out to traffic wardens, too.

Pollard stopped perpetual at Hammersmith. The attendant remembers him

and the girl.

That's a lucky break.

Yeah. Of course, it may be hours before the car's spotted again.

Nelson? Nelson, why did you bring me here?

I have an important date, and I can't let you tell the police where I'm

keeping it. But they'll catch up with you anyway. With my movements, yes, but

by then I'll be out of their reach.

Nelson, why did you do it? For me?

No.

You mean a lot to me, but...

I didn't do it for you, exactly.

And why?

Oh, the expedition.

I don't know.

Any sign of apologies?

No, sir.

All right, remove the car, get rid of the crowd, and tell your men to stand

clear. Our man's dangerous, and he's got the girl. I don't want him spotting the

police before we spot him. Very good, sir.

Yes. Police.

Is that American here?

Oh, yes.

He's in the gym.

Hello? No.

He has a young woman with him.

All right, upstairs.

But if you wanted to go back, you could have gone without killing. I didn't mean

to. I intend to kill Raven, but he struggled. He began to shud.

Broke away, went for the telephone.

So I hit him.

Look, Nelson, you didn't just hit him. You killed him.

You deliberately chose a blow you knew would kill him.

Yes, I know I did.

And I had to kill the man from the boatyard to prevent being found out.

I killed again quite easily and coolly.

Superintendent. Let Miss Marlowe go, Pollard.

I advise you not to come any closer. Don't worry, miss. He won't get a chance

to harm you.

Won't I?

How about a rousing Randori, Superintendent?

I'm afraid my judo's a little rusty. You seemed in pretty good trim with Choto.

All right, come and get me.

I've already seen your trademark on two victims.

That's a little trick I picked up in Korea.

You picked up a few political tricks too, didn't you? I'm only interested in

science, not politics.

Superintendent, he's come here to collect the money for stealing the

wafers. He's meeting someone here.

Good.

All right, we'll wait.

Upstairs again, Sergeant.

You won't try and make a run for it, will you? Oh, come now, Superintendent.

A good judo man never runs.

I'll simply kill you first. If you make one more move, the sergeant out there

will carry out my orders.

Superintendent, English police don't carry guns.

He may not have a gun, but he's got a small radio transmitter.

Show him, Sergeant.

Run on transistors, you know the type.

A couple of buzzers on that will summon the patrol car around the corner.

We'll have to wait and see who comes to pay you, Pollard. That'll make no

difference to you, Superintendent.

Well done, Sioki.

Tell his Excellency to take a grandstand seat.

Superintendent!

You're right, sir.

It's not quite as neat as Judo, perhaps. Very effective just the same.

I want a word with His Excellency.

Is that your final offer?

Yes. The money is in here.

There is 50,000 pounds.

I had hoped your people might go higher.

There are some who are honored to serve our cause for nothing.

Come now, gentlemen.

I agreed to do a private business deal with you, not to pay political homage.

You forget?

I am a loyal Khaitan subject and a capitalist.

Ambassador, you cannot hope to have the best of both worlds.

If you wish to ingratiate yourself with our country, then don't bargain with us.

The price is fair.

Do you have the wafers?

One moment, Your Excellency.

What do you mean by this interruption, Captain Fang?

I have certain intelligence information.

Why don't you finish opening the safe, Your Excellency?

Superintendent, this is foreign territory.

No, Captain Fang's in charge here, not me.

Please open the safe, Your Excellency.

Here, in this room, all the time.

I think I'd be right in saying no sale, gentlemen.

Whatever the charge is, I claim diplomatic immunity.

As a result of orders received from Kai Tang half an hour ago, you are hereby

relieved of your post.

My immunity still stands.

That's perfectly correct.

Something you may care to consider.

What? You can waive your immunity.

Do you think I'm a fool?

No, that's why you may prefer to face the charges now.

I have your deportation papers in my pocket.

And Captain Feng is under orders to escort you back to Kai Teng.

Eventually, we should get an extradition order. But in the meantime, you'll be in

the hands of your own countrymen.

Very well.

I chose British justice.

I think you're wise.