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(suspenseful music)

(triumphant music)

- [Voiceover] (speaks French)

- Merci, Monsieur.

- [Voiceover] Will all passengers to London,

please make their way to bay number five immediately.

(speaks French)

- There he is.

Bring your stuff.

- Oh!

- What's the matter?

- Oh, I don't feel so good.

I could sit down.

Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

Could I have a drink of water?

- Of course.

- Thank you.

Ah, how are you, Mr. Brady?

- Fine.

- Thank you.

Have you anything declare, Madam?

- No, nothing at all.

- Could you open your bags, please?

- Which one?

- All of them, please.

- Oh, no.

- Thank you, but I'll do that.

- Have you anything to declare, sir?

Mr. Brady.

- That's right.

- Have a nice trip?

- Fine, what goes on, looking for something?

- Cocaine, we've been warned to expect a large consignment.

- Ah.

- You got any, Mr. Brady?

- Take a look.

- That won't be necessary for you, Mr. Brady, thank you.

You read the notice, anything to declare?

Oh, please.

- You, what's the idea?

- All right, it's me, Nick.

- Oh, where's Madeline?

- She's coming.

- Did she get the stuff through?

- It's in the bag, get yourself on the driver's side.

- Hello, honey.

- Come on, let's go.

- Well, it's served its purpose.

I won't need Peter Brady's passport anymore.

- No, it isn't the sort of thing you get away with twice.

- How'd you enjoy Paris, honey, see the Eiffel Tower?

- Yes.

- [Man] And the Invisible Man?

- He was cute.

- He was more than cute, my dear.

He was essential.

- Thank you.

- Look, I had some trouble leaving Paris, I--

- What, you again, Mr. Brady?

- How do you mean, again?

- You came in on the last plane.

- Not me, I had my case and my passport stolen.

- Passport?

- Yeah.

- Would you mind taking off your glove, please?

- Sure.

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- You're Brady, all right.

Someone came through an hour ago, and showed your passport.

He wore bandages.

You better come with me, we must report this

to Scotland Yard right away, this way.

- She'll keep, are you the manager?

- Yeah, but what are you doing?

- Wait outside, dear, this is private.

- You can't come in here.

- Want to talk business?

- What kind of business?

- You like your groceries delivered, so Matt says.

- Matt, why didn't you say so?

- I don't want the information to spread around.

- We keep our mouths shut in this organization.

- Good.

Any use to you?

- Yeah, maybe I got a prime one or two customers.

- Okay, that's 500 to pay.

- 500, you trying to be funny?

- I'm not even smiling.

- Now look here.

- Don't waste my time, have you got the money?

- Matt must be out of his mind.

- Do you wanna get the stuff somewhere else?

Buy it there.

- Wait a minute.

Look, I won't even get my money back.

- Cut it out, the hoppies will pay anything.

Matt can get 500 anywhere.

- Well, it had better be good stuff.

- You want to try it?

- No, I never touch the muck.

- Prosperous business you got here, eh?

- Yeah.

Now you can get out of here, can't ya?

Send that girl back in again.

- It's a pleasure.

- We just had news through from Interpol.

Said they expected a big consignment of illicit drugs

to make its way into England today.

We were standing by to jump on it.

I know the smugglers.

The girl you speak of is probably one of these.

- Afternoon, Sergeant.

Ah, Brady.

- [Sergeant] Good afternoon, Inspector.

Mr. Brady was just going through the records so to see

if he can pick out the girl who fainted at the airport.

- [Inspector] Good.

- You mean to tell me that all these kids

are mixed up in the dope racket?

- That's right.

- But some of them are only children.

- It's a vicious business, Brady,

and a vicious organization that runs it.

Once a young girl's addicted,

the ring have her in their power.

They use her, corrupt her,

by the time she's 25, she's finished.

- Well, she's not here.

Can I help in any way, Inspector?

- Perhaps you can, Brady.

It's easy enough to get these small peddlers,

but get the men at the top, that's a different matter.

- Listen, Inspector, I don't like the dope racket,

and I don't like being impersonated.

I'll help you.

- Come in here, Sergeant, please.

Sergeant Winter, Mr. Peter Brady.

- How do you do?

- Sergeant Winter's an expert on the vice squad.

You're gonna have some unexpected help,

Sergeant, quite unique.

Mr. Brady is gonna work with you and Sergeant Day.

You three can go out on the town tonight.

Well,

you know the situation, get together and work out your plan.

(swing dance music)

(crosstalk among patrons)

- Come on, right over here.

Allow me.

- Thank you, Mr. Brady.

- Another blank.

- [Brady] Does this go on every night, Sergeant Winter?

- Every night.

- [Brady] Well, I'm certainly catching up on my night life.

Thanks.

- It's highly overrated.

I'd sooner have my eight hours' sleep.

- [Brady] Something wrong with your eyes, Sergeant?

- No, the stuff makes my pupils contract,

so I look like a dope addict.

- [Brady] And you were such a nice girl when we met.

- (laughs) Well, where to now?

- The Golden Monkey, the head waiter there

could be in the game.

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- (laughs)

Take your time checking the coats,

so that I can speak to Victor alone.

- Good evening, Madame, we've not seen you lately.

- I've been so burnt out to keep out of this rat hole.

Have you got a table?

- For you, Madame, always.

- And for anyone else.

Victor.

- Madame.

- They tell me you're selling the real thing.

Help me, get me a refill.

- I don't understand.

- Cut it out, I know you're in the business.

Quick, here comes the boyfriend.

- Any progress?

- He's fallen for it.

Quick, Brady, follow him.

(knock on door)

- Come in.

What is it, Victor?

- Customer wants a refill.

- Who is it?

- She's been in once or twice.

- Did we sell her anything before?

- No, but she really needs, it, she's a junkie all right.

- I got some in this evening, pour yourself a drink.

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All right, Victor.

- Monsieur, have you seen the wine list?

- Ah yes, thank you.

- Oh Madame, I think you have dropped this.

- Thank you, Victor.

- Looks as though you fooled him.

- Wonder where Brady is.

- [Brady] I'm right here.

He keeps the cocaine in a safe.

I managed to top the packet up with salt.

Give me that lipstick, will you?

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Now, start to holler.

You don't pay good money for salt, do you?

- Victor!

Victor, you rat!

- What is it?

- Salt, it was salt.

- [Victor] Get him out of here.

- Hey hey hey hey, now what is this, what goes on?

- Take this woman out of here.

- Now see here, if you're looking for trouble--

- He's looking for trouble, all right.

Tried to sell me salt for 20 pounds a spoonful.

- Take this lady back to her table.

- You cheat, you're a cheat, you swine!

- Oh come on honey, come on.

Let's sit down, everyone's looking at us.

- That girl spells trouble.

- I got this dope back, she said it was salt.

- Gah, she's crazy.

- It is salt.

- Well, she put it there, then.

- Try the packet.

- I got it straight from Matt, I just opened it.

Salt.

The dirty double crosser!

He made me pay through the nose for this.

I'm going straight down there.

Tell the girl we'll be back with the stuff.

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- [Brady] Quick, you two, we're on our way.

They're going to the man who supplied the stuff.

I'll go after them now, you follow in a couple of minutes.

- [Sergeant Day] Okay.

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- Hi Harry, Victor.

- Where's Matt?

- We were just going to bed.

- That can wait.

- Hey, what is all this?

Matt!

- What's the idea?

- What's the idea of selling me salt at 500 pounds a packet?

- Salt?

- Salt, that's what this is.

- Come on Matt, let's have no trouble.

Give us the genuine article this time.

- You've had it already.

- All right Victor, he's asked for it, kill him.

(suspenseful music)

(gunshots)

- Ooh, ow!

(gunshots)

- [Brady] You'll fine the dope here, and at the club.

The young lady who put on a fainting act

at the airport is in the bedroom.

- Sergeant Winter, pick up the girl in that car.

- Listen, this is Madeline, the police are onto us.

They've got Matt, and Harry and Victor.

- Easy now, what happened?

- They've got me, too.

- Come on, come on out of there.

It was the Invisible Man, he brought the put them onto us.

- [Voiceover] Come on, drop the receiver.

- [Voiceover] It was the Invisible Man, it was Brady.

(phone line hangs up)

- Hello, hello?

What's going on, hello?

That was Madeline, Brady's onto us.

Sounds as though he's working with the police.

They've got three of the boys.

- Maybe you're not so clever as you think you are, Nick.

You shouldn't have impersonated Brady.

A man like that doesn't forgive.

Now, we're none of us safe.

- Don't worry, Aylmer, I'll fix him.

He won't give us any trouble.

(rotary phone dialing)

Da, da deet dee

Yo, heave, ho

- Good morning, Uncle Peter.

- [Peter] Hello, Sally, you're looking mighty pretty today.

- Thanks, I'm sure you would to, if I could see you.

Are you getting rid of your invisible boat?

- (chuckles) I guess so.

- You were home late last night.

- Oh, I had quite a night out.

- What's wrong with your car?

- It's going fine.

- Well, what's that man doing to it?

- What man?

- Down by the garage, working on your car.

He's got the front up.

- [Brady] Funny, I better see what it's about.

- Well, there's no one here now, so.

Let's have a look inside, anyhow.

Reach in and release the catch.

Get into the house, Sally, as quick as you can.

There's a bomb in the car.

(phone rings)

- Yes?

No, I'm afraid he's busy.

He's taking a bomb out of his car.

I'll see if he can come, who is it?

Oh.

(bomb blast)

Are you all right, Uncle Peter?

- [Brady] Yeah, sure.

- Well, someone wants you on the phone.

- Who is it, Sally?

- He won't say, he wants to speak to you.

- [Peter] This is Peter Brady.

- I believe you just found a bomb in your car.

- Who is that?

- [Voiceover] You wouldn't know me.

As a matter of fact, I had one of my boys planted there.

- Ah, you did, huh?

- [Voiceover] Mr. Brady, I never did you any harm, did I?

- No, you only tried to blow me up.

- Just keep away from the police, Mr. Brady,

and mind your own business from now on.

They won't give you another chance, it's up to you.

(phone hangs up)

- A car has just pulled out.

I think it's following us, Uncle Peter.

- And we'll let it, but we won't let it catch us.

Hold tight, Sally.

- Where are we going?

- To Scotland Yard, and I want the boys behind to know.

(engine revs)

Still with us, Sally?

- Yes, Uncle Peter, you better go faster.

- No, I mustn't do that.

I must make sure they don't lose us.

(car braking)

- Why didn't you step on it, now we've lost him.

There must be something wrong with his car.

(tires squealing)

Sally and I made sure that they knew we were coming here.

If they stick to their threat,

they'll try and get me after I leave.

Put a tail on me, and you could catch them.

- No, they're too smart for that.

They'd see you were being followed.

- I have an idea, sir.

- Yes?

- I think we could tail him without their knowing it.

(tires squealing)

- Quick, get the stretcher.

- You ought to be more careful, driving an ambulance.

- Well it wasn't my fault.

He stepped right out in front of me.

- [Voiceover] Gangway.

(phone ringing)

- Nick.

Good.

- We got him?

- Yes, they're bringing him up.

- Dead or alive?

- About 50-50, by the sound of it.

(knock on door)

Good work, boys.

Put him there.

- So this is the Invisible Man, let's have a look at him.

He's still out.

- Now we finish him off, eh?

- Not yet.

I'm curious, let's have a look at him first.

I don't get it.

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This is no invisible man, I thought Brady was invisible.

- You're right, I am, get your hands above your heads.

Back against the wall, all of you.

You boys started something when you got the idea

of a phony invisible man.

Only it didn't occur to you that two can play at this game.

(rotary phone dialing) (theramin music)

Give me Scotland Yard.

- We have a lot to thank you for, Brady.

- Well, don't thank me, thank Sergeant Day.

He's the guy that took the hammering.

- Oh, I'm all right.

- What I want to know is,

when do Sergeant Winter and I do the town again, huh?

- How about tonight, Mr. Brady?

- Sergeant Winter.

- Aw, cut it out, Inspector.

I'll be alone.

- You're coming home with me, Uncle Peter.

- (laughs) Okay, come on then.

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