All language subtitles for Tiger.Bay.1959.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG4_English

(gong reverberates)

(boat horn toots)

55, 60, 65, 70, 75,

80, 85, 86, 87,

88, 89, 90.

One, two, three, four, five, 95.

(distant boat horn toots)

Assen.

(boat toots louder, footsteps rushing)

Not here to meet you, Bronic?

She's probably getting
rid of the boyfriend.

Ah, maybe she's still making the bed.

(boats tooting horns)

(mellow orchestral music)

(shrill whistle blows)

(festive orchestral music)

(kids cheering)

You're on, you're right on!

One more pair of shoes, catch him now.

Pick her up.

Catch him like 79.

Who the hell are you?

Well, who are you?

What are you doing here?

My girl lives here.

Well, she doesn't live here now.

I do!

- Just a minute.
- [Woman] Beat it!

I want to get dressed.

Listen, I pay the rent for this room.

So do I, weekly and in cash.

This is quite mysterious.

Go down, talk to the doctor about it.

He's the landlord, remember?

Yeah, I remember.

My dear Korchinsky,
when did you get back?

Where's Anya?

Where's she gone?

- She left here.
- [Bronic] Why?

There seemed to be some
pecuniary embarrassment.

- [Bronic] Please.
- No money.

But that's not possible.

I send her money every place we stopped.

For our home.

Where has she gone?

What's her address?

Come one, tell me, you must know.

All I know is she left here

owing me two weeks' rent.

You liar.

That's not why she left, is it?

I know you.

And if I find out you have been...

Be so good as to remove
your hand from my jacket.

Here you are, Mr. Ellis.
[Mr. Ellis] Thank you.

Look, I’ve been sending
her money all the time.

Now, if you sent on my letters,

you must know her address.

Come on, put your cards on the table

and tell me what you want.

Don't take that tone with me.

But if you're still
interested so in this girl,

perhaps you'd like to
take care of her debts.

So, there's some here (mumbles).

No, but only what I'm owed.

You can see the bills if you like.

4 pounds for the rent, 1 pound 10 for gas,

a pound for electricity,

various other smaller items.

All right, say a fiver.

Thank you.

- I’m sorry about—
- [Landlord] It's all right.

Bye.

Bronic, I want to give
you a word of advice.

And believe me, it is from a friend.

Don't let your emotions run your life.

Sometimes it isn't worth it.

(bettors clamoring)

(toy gun fires)

(firing)

Who asked you to butt in?

You're not playing with us.

Yes, I am!

No, you're not, we don't want you.

Why not?

You haven't got a gun, that's why.

She's not got a gun!

Yes, I have, look.

Call that a gun?

It's a bit of wood.

Get out of it, Gillie.

Go back to London.

Go on, scram.

I got a bomb.

A bomb? Cowboys don't use bombs.

Hey, give that back!

It's mine, give it back!

Go on, clear off.

Stop it, stop it, you
must never hit a lady.

I'm not a lady!

Give her back the bomb.

Go on, give it to her.

Now, clear off and leave her alone!

Hey, any of you kids know

where's Llanwis Court?

What you saying, mister?

Llanwis Court.

Never heard of it.

It's somewhere here.

Oh, here.

Oh, Clan-wis Court.

Gillie will show you, she lives there.

Thank you.

(Gillie sings)

You forgot something.

Thanks.

Um, do you know where that is?

Oh, it's Clanwis Court.

Oh, that's where I live.

It's that house there.

Thank you very much, mademoiselle.

(Gillie sings)

(knocking)

Anechka. (speaks in foreign language)

Anechka.

Aneschka. (speaks in foreign language)

(speaks in foreign language)

(speaking in foreign language)

You're late, you bad girl,
wherever have you been?

Couldn't get served, (mumbles).

You've been playing
in the streets again.

No, I haven't, Auntie, honest.

I came straight home.

There was a fire in Davies Street.

I only stopped a minute.

Put the change on the table.

There weren't no change.

Oh, come on now, Gillie, none of that.

He didn't give me none, auntie.

Little liar, what
have you been up to now?

Nothing, auntie.

Don't touch that, it’s Mrs Potter.

Well? I'm waiting.

Sausages, my girl, are
one and nine a half.

I gave you two and six.

Now what did you do with that nine pence?

I dropped it, it wasn't my fault.

A great, big lady with
a basket bumped into me,

knocked it clear out of my hand.

Fell down the drain, I dare say?

Yes.

That's what took me so
long, hunting for it.

Butcher give you this?

Steal from your own, would you?

All my life is spent in struggling

to scrimp together a few pennies

to bring you up decent and
this is how you repay me.

A thief at your age.

End up in jail, that's
what'll happen to you,

mark my words.

You're old enough to know
right from wrong by now,

I should hope so.

Let's have the truth for once.

Why did you do it?

They wouldn't let me play with them.

They all got proper cap pistols.

And Gwyneth, she got a new cowboy outfit

for her birthday.

Sure I don't know what next.

Little girls wanting to
play with guns and bombs

and dressing up like gangsters.

Here.

Thanks, Auntie.

And take these pants
down to Mr. Williams

and tell him it's two shillings.

Be careful now.

(arguing in foreign language)

(knocking)

Boo!

Oh, you little devil.

Mind what you're doing
with those trousers now.

It's two bob, Auntie says.

Where's your manners?

Didn't no one ever tell you to say please?

Sorry, Mrs. Williams.

Tell her I'll pay her next week.

Okay.

Well, what is it?

No one ever tell you to say thank you?

Some people got no manners.

(door slams)

(loud bang)

Oh, you wicked girl!

You've made Mr. Williams cut himself.

Oh, dear, cut his self bad?

Cut his bleeding head off?

Ooh, you.

You wait till he gets his hands on you.

Maybe your backside will be cut then.

(arguing in foreign language)

(arguing in foreign language)

And I came here to ask you to marry me.

Can't you understand?

Must you make me say it?

I don't want to see you, I don't want you.

I don't want you.

Anya...

Look, Anya, I'm sorry I'm away so long.

It's the ships.

I don't write so good.

You know I don't write.

But you got the money, didn't you?

Came regular, didn't it?

Regular? Oh, yes.

Regular like you pay a cook.

I'm glad you are so grateful.

Thank you, thank you!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Is that grateful enough?

Just because you helped me once,

is that a life sentence?
(speaks in foreign language)

I'm not an animal for a
little boy to keep in a cage.

I'm a woman, a woman with a heart

and a body which is my own

to give how I like, when I like.

I'd rather be back in that bloody camp

than have this year again.

This waiting, waiting, never knowing.

Anechka.

I'm finished with the sea.

I tell you, really I am.

It's all over.

I'm never going back to the sea.

I'm staying here with you.

I promise you,

I swear it.

We are going to get married.

Married, do you hear?

Married.

Married would be terrible, worse.

Plenty of love for a few days,

all happy, smiling.

Then you'd see a ship.

You can't help it, it's a madness.

The sea gets in here.

You've got a man, haven't you?

You've got another one, haven't you?

Haven't you?

- [Aneschka] Yes!
- [Bronic] Who is it?

Who is it, you tell me, you tell me!

Not a sailor, I tell you that.

Not a dirty sailor!

He's a wonderful man, wonderful.

He's a gentleman.

A gentleman!

(clattering, slapping)

(speaks in foreign language)

You bitch!

You bitch, bitch!

Bitch!
- [Aneschka] Yes, bitch.

That's exactly it.

Well, your little bitch has had enough

of crawling on her stomach,

crawling when you whistle.

(speaks in foreign language)

You call it love, I
call it something else.

I watched you.

You're thinking only one thing.

"What a wonderful strong man

“is Bronislav Korchinsky."

Little sailor boys shouldn't
have women to play with.

Better go out and sleep with the sea.

Now get out, get out, out, out, get out!

(speaking in foreign language)

(gunshots)

Bronic.

Anya.

(loud bang)

(footsteps approaching)

(suspenseful music)

I'm sick of your tricks, my girl.

Hand over those caps.

You hear what I'm saying?

I want those caps of yours.

Come on, come on, I'm waiting.

These are confiscated.

Any more trouble from you
and you'll go to jail.

(footsteps)

(door creaks open)

[Man] You stupid little...

Why don't you look where you're going?

(knocking)

Anya?

(knocking)

Anya.

Got my two shillings?

Two shillings?

Mr. Williams' trousers.

Oh, she wouldn't pay.

Said she'd pay next week.

Look, Gillie, I know
when something's wrong.

What is it now?

It's that Sir Williams,
he pinched my bomb.

Is that all?

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

All right, all right, I’m coming.

Hello?

Yes, yes, who?

Oh, I think she's out.

Can I take a message?

Oh, all right then, hang on.

Miss Haluba? Miss Haluba!

(suspenseful music)

Mr. Williams!

Mr. Williams, come quickly!

Come quickly, Mr. Williams, Mr. Williams.

What is it, Mrs. Parry?

Mrs. Parry, whatever's the matter?

Mr. Williams, Mr. Williams.

He's just gone on duty, what is it?

What's the matter with you?

Something's happened
to that woman upstairs.

I think she's dead.

She's been murdered or something.

Her room's in a terrible state.

Would you stay there?

I'll try and catch George up.

[Mrs. Parry] Oh, no, no, no,

I'll come with you.

(knocking)

[Cop] I'm Superintendent Graham.

Can I come in, please?

[Mrs. Phillips] Yes?

You're Mrs. Phillips, aren't you?

Yes.

I’m in charge of this case
upstairs, Mrs. Phillips.

I understand that you knew Miss Haluba

pretty well, didn't you?

I wouldn't say I knew her at all

beyond saying "Good morning".

But you've met her, perhaps.

Did she have many visitors?

I've more to do with
my time than spend it

nosing into other people's affairs.

I’m sure.

I just thought, as her neighbor,

you might know something about her habits.

I'm not one to speak ill of the dead.

Whatever she's done
wrong, she's paid for now.

It's not for us to judge, is it?

Did you go out at all this morning?

No.

Somewhere around 12:30,
a gun was fired upstairs.

Did you hear it?

I may have done.

There were several bangs.

I thought it was Gillie with her toy.

Toy? What toy?

Where's that thing, Gillie?

I haven't got it, I've told you.

No, I've got it here, sir.

If you put two or three
caps at once in that,

it makes a noise exactly
like a revolver shot.

Gillie, come here a minute.

Were you playing with this this morning?

I'll say she was, sir,
until I took it off her

after giving her due warning--

Thank you, Williams--

There was no chance for
anybody to hear a shot

with all that rocket going on.

Sit down, Gillie, sit down.

Sit down.

Now, don't be nervous.

I want to ask you a few simple questions.

Superintendent, there's
a wedding at St. Mary's

and Gillie's in the choir.

It's late already.

I won't be a moment, Mrs. Phillips.

Now, Gillie,

in all this house full of people,

there's only one person who
could have known for certain

the difference between the noise

of this little lead bomb exploding

and the shots that were fired.

Now that person's you, isn't it, Gillie?

- [Gillie] Yes.
- [Superintendent] Uh-huh.

Did you hear a shot?

Yes.

How many shots did you hear?

Several.

Where were you at the time?

On the stairs.

Uh-huh.

Did you see anybody
come out of number four?

The Polish lady's flat?

Who was it?

A man?
- [Gillie] Mm.

What did he look like?

Can you describe him to us?

Now, come on, speak up.

And don't go telling the
superintendent none of your

stories or you'll find
yourself in real trouble.

Proper little liar she is, sir.

I'll thank you, Mr. Williams,
not to call the child names.

Now then, Gillie, you were gonna try

and tell us what the man looked like.

He just looked ordinary.

Was he dark or fair?

Fairish.

- [Superintendent] Fat?
- Fat?

Well, fattish.

Was he tall or short?

Tallish.

How was he dressed?

Just in ordinary sort of clothes.

A bit like yours.

- Did he have a hat?
- [Gillie] Mm.

Then how do you know he was fair?

He had it in his hand,
in the house, you see.

Do you think you'd recognize him

if you saw him again?

Yes, I think so.

Gracious, look at the time.

She should be in the church by now.

Let's see now.

He was fattish, fairish,

tallish, ordinaryish.

Thank you ery much, Gillie.

You've been a great help.

Gillie, come here and
let me comb your hair.

There's no time to change or anything.

You'll have to go as you are.

There, now run along.

(energetic orchestral music)

[Priest] God the Father, God the Son

and God the Holy Ghost,

bless, preserve and keep you.

The Lord mercifully with His favor

look upon you and so fill you

with all spiritual benediction and grace

that ye may so live together in this life

that in the world to come,

ye may have life everlasting.

Amen.

[Churchgoers] Amen.

Almighty God, who at the beginning

did create our first
parents, Adam and Eve,

and did sanctify and join them

together in marriage,

pour upon you the riches of His grace,

sanctify and bless you

that ye may please Him
both in body and soul

and live together in holy love

until your lives end.

Amen.

♫ The Lord's my shepherd

♫ I'll not want

♫ He makes me down to lie

♫ In pastures green

♫ He leadeth me

♫ The quiet waters by ♫

Got any ammo?

♫ My soul he doth

♫ Restore again

♫ And me who walk doth make

♫ A Dinky car

♫ Our joy leads path

♫ I'll swap it with you for ♫

All right, done.

♫ Yea, though I walk

♫ In death's dark vale

♫ Yet will I fear no ill

♫ For thou art ♫

(“Wedding March” by Mendelssohn)

Here you are.

Thanks.

(suspenseful music)

Gillie Evans.

Now what have you to say for yourself?

14 and a half minutes late.

It wasn't my fault, Mr. Seymour.

I had to help the police with a murder.

Stop telling lies in God's house.

But Mr. Seymour--

Now, I'm not warning you again.

You have disgraced the whole choir

breaking down in your solo.

I don't know what I'm to say to the vicar.

Next time you misbehave

during a service will be the last.

Now, you understand?

Yes, sir.

Are you listening?

Yes, sir.

Oh, Ivor, I'd like to have a chat

with you about next Sunday's service.

(door slams)

(thud)

(suspenseful music)

(clattering)

(clanging)

(suspenseful music)

Stick 'em up!

Drop that gun.

Don't move!

I've got you covered!

It's loaded.

Come any nearer and I'll shoot!

I mean it.

Put your hands up!

Go on, go on, put 'em up.

Now turn round.

Now what?

What's the big idea?

To keep me here all night?

You're gonna get pretty tired, I think.

Oh, no, I won't!

My dad's waiting for me.

When I don't come back,
he'll send the police,

then they'll take you away.

What have I done?

I know what you've done.

I saw you.

What are you talking about?

I was watching through the letter box.

Don't! Don't kill me!

I won't tell, I swear I won't tell.

It was a lie about my
father and the police.

What did you see?

You tell me what you saw.

Why were you spying on me, huh?

I wasn't.

I was only looking, I didn't mean to spy.

Who did you tell? Who?

No one, no one, honest.

Did you tell your father?

No, not even the police.

What did you tell them?

I just tell them that I saw a man.

But I never said it was
you, truly I didn't.

What do you mean you
never said it was me?

I said it was a different
man, not like you.

Why did you tell them wrong, why?

I wanted that gun.

Does anyone else know you've got it?

Course not, how could they?

Please, can I go home now?

Please, can I go home now?

No.

[Gillie] What you gonna do?

You ought to get away from here.

Quick, oughtn't ya?

Get a boat, maybe.

Go some place a long way off.

There's lots of boats going from Cardiff.

Then, once you were away,

you wouldn't need to bother about me.

You've got the gun.

You could shoot your way out.

You could, I've seen them do it.

Saw a man once,

shot a girl.

The cops were all around the house

and they couldn't get at him

‘cause he had a Tommy
gun, which he kept firing

through the window at 'em.

(Bronic murmuring)

(speaking in foreign language)

Holy Mother, what I did,

I didn't know, what I'm doing.

Why did you do it?

You know, shoot her?

I got angry.

Like a madman.

Why?

Because...

Oh, I don't know.

Because I love her too much maybe.

I come back to marry her

and then she said...

Just like that.

"I don't want you any more."

Why didn't she want you any more?

She'd got someone else.

A gentleman.

Got more cash, I suppose.

I know, it's that man with the car.

Horrid man.

Always hanging around our place.

You should have shot him instead.

I didn't want to shoot anyone.

But it was his fault!

And I'll tell you another thing.

He's got another wife as well.

All my life I've been at sea.

All my life I've been trying

to get away from the sea.

It never worked out.

What's wrong with the sea?

I love it.

Why not tell them the whole thing?

Nobody in our street will blame you.

They said she gave our place a bad name.

Anyway, auntie says it's better to be dead

if you're so wicked.

Shut up, will you?

I dried up in my solo.

Nice bit, too.

♫ Yea, thou I walk

♫ In death's dark vale

♫ Yet will I fear no ill

♫ For thou art with me

♫ And thy rod

♫ And staff me comfort still ♫

Good voice, ain't I?

You've got a terrible voice.

How did they ever let you into the choir?

Coo, I'm starving.

Hear it rumbling?

What are you gonna do?

Well, find a ship.

Back to the sea.

I always wanted to go to sea.

- [Bronic] Did you?
- [Gillie] Mm.

Would you like to work on a ship?

Yeah, could I?

Of course.

Would you take me?

- [Bronic] Well, I might.
- [Gillie] Would you?

Then we could go round the world together

and you'll forget all this.

All right, I’ll take you.

Honestly?

But there'll be no time to go home.

You gotta stay with me.

That doesn't matter.

But you do promise to take me with you?

Sure, I promise.

Yeah, I promise.

But wait a minute, what
will your father say?

I haven't got a father.

I live with my auntie.

But she doesn't care.

Sometimes I stay out all night.

You tell a lot of lies, don't you?

Me?

All right, let's go and
find a ship right away, huh?

I found it in his trouser pocket

when I was turning all these things, sir.

I thought I'd better tell you, sir.

Yes, good.

Come on, old chap.

Rub that sleep out of your eyes, huh?

Who are you?

I'm a policeman.

Sorry to wake you up but
this is rather important.

Where'd you get this?

Didn't do anything wrong.

Fair trade.

Swapped it with Gillie Evans in church.

Ask Mrs. Phillips to come in.

She's out in the hall.

You swapped it, eh?

Was it a good swap?

Not bad.

Some choc and a dinky.

Uh-hmm, not bad.

I wonder where Gillie got it.

Didn't ask her.

Hello, Mrs Phillips, Gillie's still up?

She's not in yet.

It's a bit late, isn't it?

Well, yes, I suppose so.

She's always out late
and causing trouble.

She's got no sense of right nor wrong.

Bet still playing with her new gun.

Gillie hasn't got a gun.

She has, my bullet came from her gun.

Oh, he's half asleep,
he's talking nonsense.

What sort of gun was it?

It was a lovely gun, a real gun.

Well, what are we going to do?

You've got to find her.

We'll find her, Mrs. Phillips.

It'll be all right.

It'll be all right, he says.

A fat lot of good the police are.

We've got one in the house

and a murder's done under his nose

and now here's a child got hold of a gun

and they don't even know she is.

We'll find her!

(lively drums music)

(tapping, clapping)

♫ If you want to be happy
and live a king's life

♫ Never make a pretty woman your wife

♫ If you want to be happy
and live a king's life

♫ Never make a pretty woman your wife

♫ All you gotta do is just what I say

♫ Then you will be jolly, merry and gay

♫ Therefore from a logical point of view

♫ Better love a woman uglier than you

♫ A pretty woman makes
her husband look small

♫ And very often cause his downfall

♫ Soon as he married
her and then she starts

♫ To do the things that
will ache your heart

♫ And when you think she belongs to you

♫ She will be calling somebody else ♫

Now, wait here and don't talk to anyone.

Why?

I'm going into the pub now

to find out about our ship

and find some food for your tummy.

- [Gillie] You sure it's safe?
- [Bronic] Oh, sure.

And remember, don't talk to anyone.

[Voiceover] And right
through the archer's chin.

[Man] Walter seems to
have woken up at last.

[Man] A bit too late, I'm afraid.

[Voiceover] They're both
wrapped up together there.

There goes the bell for
the end of the fifth round.

That was unquestionably
the Irishman's round.

We are interrupting this program

to bring you an urgent police message.

Missing from her home in
Clanwis Court, Newtown

is Gillian Evans, aged 11.

Fair hair, wearing
dark-blue jersey and jeans.

She was last seen in St.
Mary's Church, Beau Street

at approximately 2:30pm today.

She is in possession of a revolver

which is believed to be loaded.

Well, anyone who has seen this girl

or has knowledge of her whereabouts,

please communicate with
Cardiff City police.

(bottles clinking)

Now, here we are for round six.

[Man] Hey, you!

[Voiceover] He goes straight
in with both hands up.

Left and right on Walters' head.

Another, a left hook,

and another, another right by O'Malley.

And another, a beauty that one!

(sports commentary continues, indistinct)

(suspenseful music)

[Bronic] Shut up.

(ship horn toots)

How did the police know you got the gun?

I just heard it on the radio.

Every cop in this town
is after you, every cop.

How the hell do they know it?

It must be Dad Parry.

I swapped him a bullet.

He must have told on me.

Who is that? Who is he?

Just a friend of mine.

(bell ringing)

Come on.

(whistle blows)

Why did you lie to me?

Why do you always lie?

I wouldn't if you didn't shout at me.

You frighten me.

It's then I tell lies.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

But if you want me to help you,

no more lies, huh?

Friends don't lie to each other.

I never do lie to my friends.

(gate latch clanks)

You got a ship?

Hm? Yeah, sure, sure.

We're lucky.

Are we gonna board her now?

No, no, we can't tonight.

It sails tomorrow.

We have to hide up somewhere, tonight.

I know a wonderful place to hide.

Quite near here.

Up in the hills.

We went there for last year's outing.

I lost my wellington in the stream.

(lighthearted orchestral music)

Eight!

Nine!

Out!

Colm Hardy of Dublin has knocked out

Ben Walters of Cardiff in the semis round

of his Welterweight
(cheering drowns out audio)

Now I hand you over to David

for his comments on the fight.

Thank you, Bob.

There's no doubt that the better man won.

Walters was beaten in the fifth round

by a terrific blow over the heart

which seemed to paralyze him.

Hello.

Good evening, Mr. Barclay.

Wait a minute, don't tell
me I never forget a face.

It's the Superintendent himself, isn't it?

Well, well, long time no see.

What can I do for you?

Well, I need to drink.

Ever tried a 35-minute non-stop spiel?

It's hell, care to join me?

No, thank you.

Well, you take in the fight?

That's the finish of our Ben.

Sad hearts in Tiger Bay tonight.

Mr. Barclay, I'm here to make

some inquiries about a Miss Haluba.

Oh, yes?

When did you see her last?

That's an odd sort
of a question in there.

She was found dead in
her flat this afternoon.

What?

Good heavens, how awful.

What was it, suicide?

You were going to tell me

when you saw her last?

Honestly, why, I can't expect

to remember that offhand.

So you didn't see her today?

Today, I've hardly had time to breathe.

Had a hell of a morning at the office

and I just managed to
snatch a bite of lunch

with old Charlie Adams at
the Royale and then this.

I see.

What is all this mystery, old boy?

Surely, I'm a well-known
enough cage around this town

to be treated like a responsible citizen?

Mr. Barclay, at this stage,

even the most responsible citizens

sometimes have to be kept in the dark.

Yeah, it's all right, but it's only

if I knew what was going on,

I might be able to help.

Good night.

Thank you, Mr. Barclay.

You've already been most helpful.

(mellow orchestral music)

(whistling)

(speaking in foreign language)

What's that?

It's Polish, it means "get up".

Get up, it’s time for breakfast.

All four shots were
fired from that gun, sir.

Here's the receipt for it.

Looks as though you may be right.

We'd better have another
chat with our Mr. Barclay.

I want to see the
Super. Graham, is he in?

Yes, sir, I won't give you a moment.

What's the game, Christine?

Bringing us this load of junk.

But I've just told you.

Oh, don't give me that stuff.

Now you keep it for the paying customers.

Now look, you whip something out of this,

now what was it?

That's typical!

I just try to help

and he calls me a bloody thief.

Oh, shut up, it's too early.

All right, Christine, push off.

On our Chief Constable's behalf,

thank you for your cooperation.

(buzzing)

Yep?

Oh, I've got a Mr.

Barclay.

Barclay, to see you, sir.

Send him in.

Barclay.

Very obliging of him.

Mr. Barclay, sir.

Come in, Mr. Barclay.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Sit down, please.

Thank you.

Cup of tea?

No, thank you.

Coffee?

No.

Well...

How about a cigarette?

Yes, thank you.

Now then, what can we do for you?

Well, I've got something to tell you.

I think I may be able to help you

in this murder case, Anya Haluba.

I think you ought to know
I left a gun in her flat.

That the one?

Go on, pick it up, it's not loaded.

Just have a good look at it

and tell me if it's yours, will you?

Yes, yes, it is.

Thank you.

Now, on your original application

for a firearms certificate,

you stated that you
needed the revolver for

"amateur theatrical productions".

Was that why it was in Miss Haluba's room?

Course not.

Then would you mind telling me

how the gun came to be there?

It's not very easy to.

I mean, if the newspapers got hold of it,

you know what they are,

they'd tear me to pieces.

You know I'm a married man.

In a job like mine, I'd be finished.

You see, old boy, my relations with Anya--

Mr. Barclay, we are
aware of the situation.

Black, naked savages
with knives in their mouth.

Cannibals?

Man-eaters!

There I stood, unarmed, alone.

And I faced them with
nothing but my bare fist.

And they come closer and closer

and suddenly they rushed
at me, "Oo-oo-oo!"

In front of them, a big giant,

twice as big as me!

He was laughing at me, "Ha ha ha!”,

but I hit him right
into his grinning teeth.

Smash and bash!

And another and another.

And another!

And aah, aah.

Suddenly, a pain in my arm, like fire.

I saw the river red with blood.

And then I don't remember no more.

Go on, what happened then?

I woke up, days later,

miles away.

A missionary was dressing my arm.

Where's the scar, then?

(brooding orchestral music)

Gillie.

Soon, in a few years,

you'll be grown-up.

Beautiful.

Someone will love you,

want to marry you.

And then you have all the power

in the world for good or bad,

just with your little finger.

A few words,

to make happy,

or unhappy.

Well, before you say those few words,

think.

Be sure what you say is true.

Take a long time.

Take a long, long time.

Now, about the gun.

She kept on pestering me, telling me

there was some man she was frightened of

and needed protection.

You know how women are,

they go on and on.

Poor kid, she really meant it for once.

She was a foreigner, you know, Polish.

She was always imagining
things, stupid things.

Living in that district, in the end,

just for peace, I lent it to her.

Damn silly thing to have done,

I realize it now.

Yes, I agree.

I regret it terribly, of course.

Yes, it was dangerous and
illegal as well as foolish.

However, I appreciate your frankness

in coming to tell me about it.

And naturally, in the circumstances,

I want to do all I can to help.

Thank you, I'm sure you felt very upset

when you heard about it.

You did say that you hadn't seen

Miss Haluba yesterday, didn't you?

Yes, that's what I said.

It's all right, isn't it?

Then what was your car doing

outside her flat lunch time yesterday?

Damn silly, you know, I forgot--

Mr. Barclay.

You ought to understand that
you need not say anything

unless you wish to do so

but that anything you do say

will be taken down

and may be used in evidence.

Do you mean I'm under arrest?

No.

No, you're free to come
and go as you please.

For the moment.

Thank you.

But if you have anything else to say,

I think I'd get it off my chest now.

Okay.

Look now, this is the sober, solemn truth.

I did see Anya yesterday.

We were going to have lunch together.

When I saw she was dead,

I panicked and ran away.

I was terribly upset.

Yes, I know, I know I should have told you

but I thought I could get away with it.

And there was nothing to do with me.

People often do that sort of thing.

Human weakness, if you like.

Anyway, there was nothing
I could do to help.

Nothing at all.

Yes.

There's another version to
fit those facts, Mr. Barclay.

That you wanted to break
off relations with her

and she's threatened
to become troublesome.

You've just admitted the
scandal would ruin you.

That you (mumbles), took
out your own revolver

and then shot her with it.

But that's not true.

I mean, I...

It's completely untrue.

(neighing, squealing)

Let go, Bronic, let go.

Let me do it by myself.

All right, gaucho.

[Gillie] Come on, pony, come on.

Don't just stand there.

Oh, lazy old thing, come on.

Oh, what's the Polish for pony?

Time to go, Bronic?

Yes, afraid so.

But I won't be gone long.

Just while I fix up our papers, huh?

(pony neighs)

But I'm coming with you.

No, the police would pick you up

soon as we got into town.

Let's wait till dark, then.

Let's go down together.

You're scared to be left alone?

I'm not scared.

Go on, then, go!

I don't want you.

Hey.

Cheer up, hmm?

You're not coming back, are you?

You're not, are you?

No.

Sorry, Gillie.

Shan't I ever see you again?

Maybe.

Someday.

It doesn't matter though.

Wherever I am, you're still my friend.

Look, look.

You stay here until 7 o'clock.

And I'll be clear by then, okay?

Bronislav Kor...

Korchinsky.

Korchink-sy

No, Korchinsky.

But, how will I know
when it's 7 o'clock?

Come on, you know it.

Oh, what about you?

Supposing you can't get on the ship?

Don't worry about me, I'll be all right.

Once I'm on board and outside

the three-mile limit, I'm safe.

What's a three-mile limit?

You see, when a foreign ship

is three miles from the shore,

no one can touch you,

no matter what you've done.

Now, off you go.

I'm tired.

Go on.

Go on.

One pair of blue jeans.

No marks?

No.

Never met such an anonymous bloke.

He may be anonymous but
his girlfriend's in the news.

Here's my ticket for promotion, Sarge.

You ought to be a detective.

The bag was outside Anya Haluba's

old address at Loudoun Square, sir.

All right, Thomas.

There may be something in it.

I suppose we'd better follow it up.

But don't let Mr. Barclay off the hook.

(kids squealing)

(kids fighting)

(suspenseful music)

Did you see my bag?

Sure, I found the bag.

I gave it to the police.

(banging)

Open the door!

(banging) Hey!

(siren blaring)

(tires screeching)

In trouble?

(knocking) Christine?

We want to speak to you.

This is important, Christine.

Have you ever seen that man before?

What, that's the Polish girl.

The girl that was mur—

Yes, but who's the man?

That photograph was found

in the bag you brought in.

Come on, you know who it is, don't you?

No, no, I don't know.

You've not got a very
good reputation, Christine.

If I find out that you're lying to me...

I told you I don't know him.

I think you do.

That bag was left here yesterday--

But I told you I didn't see who left it.

Perhaps someone else in
the house did but I didn't.

Now, will you please stop bothering me?

Quick, they've gone upstairs.

It's no good.

I'm done for.

All my papers were in that bag.

No papers, no ship.

I'm really done for if I
don't get in this ship.

Thanks.

Keep it, and good luck.

This damn thing's a heck of a weight.

I've got no feeling left in my fingers.

Hello.

What's the matter with you?

Have you hurt yourself?

I wonder who she came with.

Is she one of the Thomas kids?

[Man in checkered suit]
No, she wasn't on the coach.

[Man in Black suit] Oh,
probably a local girl.

Mind if I borrow your paper, mate?

Hey, look at that.

Well, what about it?

Well, that's her, the kid we just saw.

No.

I tell you it is.

[Man in black suit] I tell you it isn't.

Like to bet?

How much?

Ten bob.

Done.

Right, come on then.

There she is.

(loud party music)

Hey, stop her!

Stop that kid!

Got you!

Let me go! Let me go!

Let me go!

There you are.

What did I tell you?

It is her.

Ah, he's right.

Look.

No! No! No!

It's not me.

It's not! It's not!

It's not! It's not!

Your name is on the list.

That makes it look very official

but that doesn't
guarantee you got the job.

That's up to the captain.

Have you?

How much?

One, two, three, four,

five.

Thanks.

Now if I might make a suggestion,

quite off the record, you understand?

Compris?
- [Bronic] Mm.

She's in the Queen Alexandra dock,

number five berth.

So you deliberately lied to me, then?

Yes.

Why did you lie to me, Gillie, why?

Dunno.

I wouldn't have you
for a friend, Gillie.

I want to be able to trust my friends.

I couldn't trust you.

I'd never know whether you were

telling me the truth or not.

I'd always know you were thinking

about Gillie Evans first.

I'd say to myself,

"Not worth bothering about."

Look at me.

Look at me!

I want the truth now, Gillie.

Am I going to get it?

Now don't say yes unless you mean it.

Yes.

Good.

So you saw a man hide the gun

on top of the gas meter

and then you took it away

and hid it yourself, right?

Yes.

She is telling the truth, sir.

I always know when Gillie's lying.

Thank you, Mrs. Phillips,

but please try not to interrupt.

Now, Gillie, what happened then?

Then I took it with me to the church.

For safety.

I see, but why didn't you come

straight home after the service?

A man frightened me.

A man?

What man?

I don't know.

Had you seen him before?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Had you, hadn't you seen him before?

Think, Gillie, think.

Well, I think he was the man

I told you about on the stairs.

You think only, you're not sure?

It was dark.

How did he frighten you?

He chased me.

What did you do?

I ran away.

Why was he chasing you?

Well, 'cause of the gun, I suppose.

I thought if he caught me,

he might shoot me with it,

so I threw it away.

Where?

Over a wall near a pub.

Why are you breaking your contract

with the British Marine Pool?

Why are you breaking it?

Personal reasons.

Police after you or something?

I hope not.

All right, we take you on.

Contract for a single passage.

Sign up at Caracas, okay?

Yes, sir.

Now remember, we sail on this tide.

Now report to the purser.

Then I ran and ran.

Then I heard that the police wanted me

and I was scared to go home

in case I got into trouble.

Where d'you hear that?

Look at me, Gillie, look at me.

On the wireless.

What wireless?

The ticket man's.

The one by the ferry.

What did you do then?

I ran away up into the hills.

And stayed there alone all night?

Yes.

Weren't you frightened?

Well, yes, I was.

I know I would have been.

I suppose you'd recognize this man

if you saw him again, wouldn't you?

Suppose I might.

Hmm, well, let's go and see, shall we?

Bridges, we're coming out now.

[Bridges] Straight away, sir?

Yes, right away.

[Bridges] Right, sir.

Would you mind waiting,
Mrs. Phillips, please?

Come on, Gillie.

Come on, come on.

Go on, Gillie, do as you're told.

Mr. Bridges, this is the young lady

who's been so helpful to us.

Mr. Bridges will explain
everything, Gillie.

It's quite simple.

Take care of her, will you?

Come along now, Gillie.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

I want you to take your time over this.

Start from this end.

This man that was living with her,

can you describe him?

It's a long time ago now.

Is this the chap?

The face seems familiar.

He was here yesterday.

You seem to know more
about him than I do.

What was his name?

Ah, there ought to be a
medicine for bad memory.

There is, quite a simple one.

May I see your records, please?

Thanks.

Now, Gillie, where have you seen

this man before?

Where I live, Clanwis Court.

Ah, huh, when?
(phone rings)

Yes?

[Man] I've identified
the man on the photograph.

Well?

[Man] He's a sailor, name
of Bronislav Korchinsky.

Bronislav Kor, what?

[Man] Korchinsky.

Korchinsky, right.

I'm busy now, later.

Now, Gillie, about this man.

When did you see him?

I saw him yesterday.

Yeah, go on.

He's the man, the man I
saw come out of the flat.

Are you positive, Gillie?

Now, you're absolutely certain?

Yes, he’s the man who shot her.

I saw him.

Now, now, wait a minute,
you can't say that.

You could have heard the shot

but you couldn't have seen it.

Is he the man you saw hide the revolver?

Yes, but he did shoot her.

I know he did, I saw him.

I saw him through the letter box.

The letter box?

But, Gillie, how could you?

I did, I tell you, I did.

I'll show you if you don't believe me.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

I was scared.

I didn't know you'd caught him.

All right, Gillie.

You shall show us what you
saw through that letter box.

And then he took hold of her

and shook her and shook her and shook her!

And then she pulled
away and said something

that made him even more angry,

so angry that he pushed that table aside

and whammed her!

And she fell against the thing

and opened the drawer

and took out the gun

and pointed it at him.

And he fought and struggled and fought

and got the gun away from her.

And she started yelling and shouting again

and yelling and shouting.

And he yelled back--

What were they saying?

Dunno, they was talking Polish.

And then he shot her.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

And then she sank.

Get up, Gillie, get up.

And then he started
coming out of the room,

so I ran away up the stairs and hid,

scared he'd catch me.

That's the truth, honest.

That's the real truth.

Yes, Gillie, I believe you.

But how did you know it was Polish?

(ship horn toots)

Sit down, look.

It's down here in writing.

You said, "They was talking Polish."

Well, she was Polish, wasn't she?

Everyone in our place knew that.

But how did you know it was Polish?

I just guessed.

She was talking in a foreign language.

All right, and the man was talking

in a foreign language, too?

You said "they".

I only said "she", I didn't hear him.

Gillie!

I didn't, I didn't, I'm sure--

You're lying again, Gillie.

You're lying again.

I'm not, I'm not.

- Did you hear the man's name?
- [Gillie] No.

- Bronislav Korchinsky.
- [Gillie] No.

Have you ever heard the name

Bronislav Korchinsky?
[Gillie] No.

Yes, Korchinsky.

K-O-R-C-H-I-N-S-K-Y.

Presumably, I have a list of people

who are employed for the Marine Pool?

You're sure this one
has a British passport?

Well, look it up and see.

Bronislav Korchinsky, AB First Class,

signed off Northern Star yesterday.

Could he have signed
on with any other ship?

Not with us.

As far as we know, he's still ashore.

Thanks.

Good luck to you.

(energetic orchestral music)

(rushing footsteps)

Mr. Morgan?

Has the Poloma sailed yet?

Yes, there she is.

Did you take on any crew here?

Yes.

There, Korchinsky.

I want to stop that ship.

Stop her?

You can’t stop her now,
she's dropped her pilot.

You might catch her off
Barry if you're quick.

Thanks.

She must be about here (mumbles).

And that means she'll only be inside

the three-mile limit for
another half an hour.

We can make Barry in 10
minutes by the coast.

(mumbles) Have a pilot
boat waiting at Barry.

Bring the girl.

Where are we going?

You'll see.

Straight on, stick to the coast road.

That looks like the Poloma, sir.

I feel sick.

(tires screeching)

Yeah, get on!

(tires screeching)

(horn blaring)

Get back, man, get back!

Get that ruddy thing out of it!

Get that thing off the road,

get out of it, quick!

Hurt yourself?

Yes, yes, I have.

No bones broken?

Yes, yes, I think so, my leg.

Bad luck.

We'll put it in splints on the boat.

It's the Poloma alright, sir,

but she's not answering.

Can we catch her in this?

Not a hope.

Well, keep signaling.

We gotta stop her in the limit.

All right, sir.

Can't you get them?

[Crew] They're answering now, sir.

Are we still inside
the three-mile limit?

Yes, we are.

(clanking)

Sorry about this, Captain,

but you've got a man on
board I gotta talk to.

He's a member of your crew.

Korchinsky, Bronislav Korchinsky.

Korchinsky?

Si, capitan.

Este es Korchinsky.

Yo compromiso de mio.

Llame a Korchinsky a mi camarote.

Si, capitan.

Korchinsky!

The Captain wants to see you.

Cigarillos?

No, thank you, Captain.

(knocking)

Adelante!

Adelante, adelante.

Bueno, expliquese.

You are Bronislav Korchinsky?

Yes, sir, that is my name.

Come with me.

And I suggest that you were the man

in Miss Haluba's flat yesterday,

that you had a violent quarrel

during the course of
which she fired a shot,

that you then seized the
gun and killed her with it!

I told you I wasn't there!

So you still maintain you did not

see Miss Haluba yesterday?

Yes, I do.

Now, Gillie,

this is the man you've been

telling us about, isn't it?

No.

Gillie, look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him carefully now.

Now, take your time.

You only got a glimpse of him

through the letter box, you know,

and you told us yourself

it was dark on the landing.

Now, is this anything like the man

you saw coming out of the flat?

No, I've never seen
him before in my life.

Se termino?

The captain asks if you're satisfied.

No!

Yo lo siento! Yo lo siento!

No puedo demorar mas

la salida de mi buque!

Tendre que informar de todo

el incidente al consul de Londres.

The captain says he cannot
hold back the ship any longer.

Each minute costs the
company thousands of dollars.

Will you please tell the Captain—

The captain says he will report

the whole incident to
the consul in London.

Tell him I want one more minute.

Dice que se quedara un minuto mas.

Don't be frightened, Gillie.

He can't hurt you now.

I'm not frightened.

I don't know him.

I've never seen him.

You must tell the truth, Gillie.

It is the truth.

Why should I lie about him?

The truth, Gillie, the truth.

Gillie,

look at me.

Now...

In this world, we

sometimes have to tell little lies,

to help other people, our friends.

We call this being loyal.

Everybody admires and
loves somebody who's loyal.

But sometimes it's very wrong

to tell even little lies

if by doing so,

we help somebody bad to go free.

That's not being loyal, Gillie,

that's being very wicked.

You don't want to be wicked, do you?

Now, this is the one moment

that you must tell me the truth.

The truth, Gillie.

This is the man you saw

come out of the flat.

Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Look at him, Gillie.

Look at him.

This is the man you saw
come out of the flat.

Isn't it, Gillie?

Isn't it? Isn't it?

No, I've never seen him before in my life.

Digale que vuelva a su trabajo.

All right, you can go.

Wait a minute.

What is it now?

What else do you want?

The girl said no, she doesn't know me.

Don't you listen?

She said no!

Isn't that enough?

Isn't that enough?

I haven't got the evidence
I need at the moment

but I can hold you and I'm going to.

Bronislav Korchinsky, I arrest you

for the willful murder of Anya Haluba.

You need not say anything
unless you wish to do so--

No, you can't!

I didn't see him do anything!

Will be taken down and used in evidence.

I never seen him, I
didn't, I never seen him.

Get out of here.

I didn't! I didn't!

Will you please thank the
Captain for his courtesy?

Tell him I regret the necessity

of removing one of his crew,

but he will understand
I've no alternative.

Thank you, Superintendent.

I understand that you have caused me

a great deal of trouble.

Cual es la posicion?

Come on.

Korchinsky!

Just a moment, please.

You cannot take this man off my ship.

He's outside British jurisdiction.

I'm afraid I can.

We're still within the three-mile limit.

Evidently, Superintendent,
you do not know

about drift and tide and wind.

This is my navigator's report.

Our exact position is just beyond

your three-mile limit.

Look for yourself.

Why should I believe this?

Because you have no alternative.

And besides, my navigator is not

in the habit of giving false information.

You are powerless.

Your orders mean nothing on this ship.

Your warrant is a mere scrap of paper.

All right.

Supposing this report is correct,

you could still let me take
this man off your ship.

Yes, I could, but I will not.

Why not?

That's my business.

Korchinsky, go back to your duties.

I'm sorry, Superintendent,

but I cannot have any further argument.

I must ask you to get off my ship at once.

We have already lost too much time.

Thank you, Captain.

I hope one day, we'll be able
to repay your cooperation.

Goodbye, Superintendent.

You really had nothing
to hold him on, sir.

Nothing at all except the girl.

Where is she?

Gillie?

Gillie?

Gillie!

Gillie!

Get that girl off the ship.

I want to get underway.

Sorry, sir, she slipped away.

I'll find her.

But don't find her too soon.

Right, sir.

We've wasted enough time.

Where is the girl?

We'll find her, leave this to us.

Don't want to frighten her.

Get back to the launch.

Get me a radio fix.

I want to know our exact position.

I think the Captain and the navigator

are cooking the bloody books.

I'm taking Korchinsky off this ship.

Right, sir.

(festive orchestral music)

(birds squawking)

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Go back to them.

Please go back to them, please go back!

I'm not going back, I'm not!

Hide me, quick, hide me, hide me!

You can't stay here, you can't.

Don't you see?

You can only help me.

Help me, Gillie,

by getting off here,

by getting off this ship.

Every minute,

every second you are here,

it's bad for me.

Very, very, very bad.

You must trust me, Gillie.

Trust me, please.

Go.

Go now.

But I can come with--

No, no, no.

You must get off this boat immediately.

You understand?

At once.

But we're past the three-mile limit.

The Captain said so.

We're safe.

You could take me with you.

But I don't want you.

I don't want you.

I don't want you.

I don't want you!

Gillie, I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean to say that.

(suspenseful music)

I’m afraid the captain's right, sir.

We're just outside the three-mile limit.

(thumping suspenseful music)

(screaming)

(splashing)

(splashing)

(Klaxon blares)

(suspenseful music)

[Man] Have a nice hot drink, eh?

And we'll get you into some dry clothes.

[Superintendent] Get some brandy!

Bronic!

Bronic.

Well, you've got your man.

Yes, I have.

A very brave man.

(brooding orchestral music)