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Battle Bridge. 11 pm.

Hello! This is Edgar Wallacespeaking!

It's the missing man, Richard Ellis from Canberra, Australia. Wool merchant,

66 years old, bachelor. - He was dragged out of the Thames...

2 hours ago by the police. - Yes. Causeof death?

Drowning. - You'requitesure?

Absolutely. Accidents like that often occur on foggy nights.

As far as you'reconcerned, that's all there is to it.

Inspector, I'm a doctor, not a detective. - How nice for you.

I have to determine thecauseof death. - You're experience is of great help.

Are these thedead man's personal effects? - Personal effects?

The wallet contains over 500 pounds! - Well, Ellis was a millionaire.

What the...

What's that? - It looks likea doll to me.

Very good of you to have pointed it out to me. There's some writingon it.

Only, I can't read it. - It was in the water long enough.

I don't mean that. I can't decipher the writing. Can you? You see?

Your tea, Sir Arthur. - Thank you, my dear.

Thedeath certificateseems to bealright. Unfortunately thedoll can't speak.

Quitedifferent to you, doll. I mean Miss Finley, of course.

It was thesame thingwith Mr Bancroft of Arizona: a drowning. Death accidental.

A few months later Mr Tomassoni of Ceylon: a drowning. Death accidental.

Do you think that's a coincidence? Always misty nights and men from abroad,

no relatives in England. - If you only had an iota of evidence.

You don't have. What you suspect won't hold.

If only wecould decipher what's inscribed on this doll.

Wecan find that out immediately. I'vesecured theservices of an expert.

He's waitingfor you in your office. - Thank you, Sir.

You must drink your tea before I get annoyed.

You're beingtoo strict with me.

Good morning. - Good morning.

I'm Inspector Perkins. - I imagined you to bequitedifferent.

So did I. I expected a man. - And now I suppose you'resurprised?

Yes, but pleasantly. So, you're a specialist in African languages, Miss...

Susan McPherson. I was a registered nurse for 4 years in Lambarene.

That's why I mastered several African tongues and dialects.

You got around quitea bit for your age. - Yes, Inspector. I had littlechoice...

in selecting my parents. I've been on my own since I was 16.

Well, why am I here? - Huh? Oh yes.

Here, havea look at this.

I'm afraid that won't be easy. The writing's blurred.

It's been in the Thames for some time.

I can't makeout all the words. But... - What?

I can clearly makeout the word "crime". And here's another one:

"murder". - What else?

This here is completely illegible. - Is there nothing else you can decipher?

Wait. Yes, here. Very strange!

"The monster and the gorilla".

The monster and the gorilla? - That sounds as if the Gorilla-band...

are back at work again. - Gorilla-band?

That was the nameof a band of criminals who used to work only at night...

and when it was foggy. And murdered masked as a gorilla. Whoops, I'm sorry.

Well, Chief, I've finally got... Pardon me! I didn't know you were...

Come in.

This charming man is Sergeant Pepper, my assistant. Miss McPherson.

How do you do? - I'm delighted. Hold it!

What's the frame up for? - Yes. What's the frame up for?

She reminded meof someone, Inspector. Don't tell me! I'll think of it myself.

Yep! I've got it. Sarah Taylor, the widower murderer. Right, Inspector?

How niceof you, Sergeant. - Bring up threecoffees, please.

He's theofficecomedian. Well, what's new? What have you found out?

Richard Ellis left his entire wealth to a charitableorganization in his will.

Too bad he hadn't met me yet! - Well, was he lucky!

What's the nameof this organization? - L.P.F.P.

What? - Love and Peace for People.

A kind of competition for the Salvation Army. But not quiteso international.

Mr Bird. I thought you had already gone. - To the bank?

It's there. I waited especially until thesecretary had left.

My, my. - So that's my honest partner.

I'll give you three guesses why I'm here.

You want to talk to meabout the weather. - Very funny.

Mr Sugar. I have given you 10,000 pounds on condition that you leave England...

and never return again. - Your condition, however,

left out one important thing: thecash runs out. It's a sad situation,

yet so horribly true. An irresistible longing brought me back to you.

And to your safe. - Yes.

You don't even have to look. I never keepany amounts of cash in this safe.

That is of course, unless I have to pay blackmail.

If unfriendly words could kill a man, I'd fall over.

I wish you would!

You needn't bother to count it. - I'd never think of doingsuch a thing!

Sentimental nonsenseof me to give you anything.

I wouldn't say that quiteso loud. It's me you have to thank...

for sittingwhere you are here. I helped get your brother out of the way.

And I got paid for that. Sadly paid, but...

But you're forgettingthe fact that you're eaten up inside by your jealousy, right?

Ever since my brother Donald took away your girlfriend, a girl who's worthless.

And we know whereshe is now: in the gutter! - So what?

What's the excitement?

You pay...

for my silence. - You...

Watch out! Hot!

Very hot!

Can I beof assistance here? Ah, Sugar. Make it back from the health farm?

I'm Inspector Perkins from Scotland Yard.

Can I beof assistance to you, Sir? - No. Many thanks. Really not necessary.

We were just discussingsupport for our philanthropy fund.

We were not entirely in agreement. - It's ok. Love and Peace were generous!

Oh! Finder's keepers, gentlemen.

Yes, you're timing's very good, Inspector. Please takea seat. - Thank you.

You know him, don't you? - You can say that again.

It's always thesame. Most of these guys wind up in jail at least 3 times a year.

Come right out and head straight for Love and Peace. Of course, onedoes...

what onecan. But when onesees that it does littleor no good...

No onesees that these elements are not really worthy.

But to return to the purposeof my visit...

Oh, I do beg your pardon, Sir.

Please.

I'vecomeabout Richard Ellis of Canberra. I suppose you've heard of his drowning...

in the Thames and that he left a fortune for your organization...

for charitable purposes, right? - Yes. But that's not very strange.

You see, weoweour very existenceand domain to those well-to-do individuals,

who are willing in their lifetimes or testamentarily to support our homes.

They'reassured then a relatively good seat in heaven?

Oh, I see. Yes. Naturally, seen that way...

Two whiskeys and a cognac soda.

You've had enough this time.

Are you a member? - No. Maybe I'll beallowed to join.

Got any references? - Oh yes, many. How's that?

Horrible picture. - Yes. I don't like it either.

Hold it. Phenomenal!

You're nature's own eyeball. Horrible waste,

standingon a platform like that. Pleasecomeon down here.

Lay somethingaround your loins. My car's waitingoutside.

Gladly, Sir. - Say Arthur to me.

Arthur!

Why you...

What are you doing here then? - I'm hereofficially, Sir,

very officially. - I certainly hopeso.

The girl from number 2 is takingthe night off.

Your excellent tasteshows you'rea man of the world. - Thank you so much.

Keep it to yourself please, right? - Arthur! Have we got a dateor not?

Naturally. - Bea good girl now, Patsy.

Yes, Ma'am. - Bye-bye. - Au revoir.

Now, comeon, dice! I feel bad about takingall you've got.

Are you quitesureof that? A Bacardi, please.

Ah, damn! Ever hear of a bull on the rabbit's foot?

What's the honor, Inspector? - Just a routine enquiry.

Tell me why Parker gave you money and why you were threatening him.

Count your jacket buttons. Or can you provea thing? I'm no information office.

Or do you havean arrest warrant? - Not yet.

Made it! - I'll bedamned.

My money's all gone! Grateful to you, Inspector.

Bad luck, Sugar. Or maybe I can still teach the birdie to sing. What do you say?

Want a bet? - If you don't tell me why you're...

blackmailing Parker, I'll makesure the Gorilla-band gets you.

The Gorilla-band? - Why not?

Because the Gorilla-band takes its orders from the boss.

I know. But supposing I'm the boss?

The bull's gonecrazy too. That's too funny.

What's goingon? You leavingalready? - Refined people not allowed here.

Too many undesirables in this sheep pen! - Get out, you pip-squeak!

Where's the telephone here? - Over there.

Cora? - Yeah?

Keep tabs on him.

Want to buy it? - Five pounds.

Model included. - But only if she's got wings, huh?

Comeon. Finished.

Scotland Yard? Perkins here. Special Investigation, please.

Prepare mea brief of everything you haveon theold Gorilla-band.

I think the boys are back at work again, maybe under a new boss.

I'll come right over. Bye. - I've been waiting.

How charmingof you! May I ask why? - Split a bottleof champagne, huh?

Another time. - Alright, then we won't.

Then, how about a gameof poker? - Don't have thecash. Totally out.

Broke. Oh. That's quitean iceberg you've got there, dear. Is it real?

On me, everything's real. - I hopeso. Anyway, it was a gift.

He knew how to handle the ladies, eh? - Hedid. Cavalier of theold school,

if you've ever heard the expression. Now he's dead.

And the likes of you arealive. - Cora! Stop insultingthe guests!

After all, this is an exclusiveclub. We must be nice to our friends...

from Scotland Yard. - Scotland Yard? Pardon me!

I sure put my foot in it that time! - You've no idea how big your foot was!

Number 6. But quickly. - Do you mind if I do it?

Thank you! - My pleasure!

You've got things to do. Number 6 is free. - I'm going.

I have to work now.

You can photograph me if you like. That costs nothing!

That woman interests me. - If that's all you want,

it can be managed.

No, no. Not the way you think. Who is she?

A woman! - Let me tell you something, sweetheart.

I may not be from the vicesquad, but I see what's goingon around here.

I can manage to find out if your famous club even has a licenseor not!

She's Cora Watson. Until a couple of years ago, a flameof Sugar's.

But a fancy prince just snapped her up. - What kind of prince?

A certain Donald Parker. They put him six feet under,

longago. - Was this Donald Parker once president...

for Love and Peace for People? - With love he had a lot to do.

With peace I don't know.

Vodka. Would you like to try?

Stay where you are, Sugar!

Come 4 steps forward!

Put your hands up!

I never knew the policecould beso punctual!

For me, only 40 hours a week policeman and also only human. Work is over at five.

Look. Fiveafter fiveand I'm here. - Spick and span.

Is Inspector Perkins also so punctual? - Perkins, Perkins! He's a climber!

Hecan work 24 hours straight through. But not with me.

The Chief could call me right now and I'd give him somethingto think about.

Yes? Sergeant Pepper here. - Just whereare you?

Got a bird with you and going for a Sunday drive in a squad car, huh?

Just disappear at fiveo'clock for theday, do you?

But Chief, I was only executing my duties. Miss McPherson is namely here with me.

There's so much to beclarified. - And you want to clear up everything?

Drive immediately to 22 Blossom Lane, to St. Mary's Home. I need you.

And to avoid losingany more time, bring Miss McPherson with you. Over!

Aye, aye, Sir.

Fabulous how you gave the Chief a peaceof your mind! - Yes, wasn't it?

Not bad, eh?

Yes, please? - I'm Inspector Perkins, Scotland Yard.

May I speak to thedirector of your home? - You mean thedirectress?

That'll be fine, thank you. - Please, do you want to come in?

Quiet!

This way.

Who is this? What does she want? - Dorothy Smith. Deaf and dumb.

A little bit retarded as well. Back to your seat, immediately!

I'm sorry.

Someone to see you, Mother Superior. Inspector Perkins of Scotland Yard.

Show him in.

Pleasecome in, Inspector. - Oh yes, thank you.

Good day.

How do you do, Inspector? Please, won't you takea seat?

Thank you. I won't keep you long, Mother. I only need some information.

Gladly. - Does the name Jack Corner ringa bell?

Jack Corner? No. Should I know the name?

He was hired 3 years ago as a caretaker in this homeafter he had done...

a 10 year stretch in prison. - Wait a minute... Yes. Now I remember.

I've been hereonly 2 years myself. That is surely the man...

who'd had that horribleaccident. - Can you tell me moreabout him, Mother?

Well, not that I know of, Inspector. But Sister Elizabeth should know.

She's been herea longtime. Shall I have her come in?

You're very, very kind, Mother.

Sister Elizabeth? Pleasecome to my office.

Good day. - Good day. I'm terribly sorry...

Miss McPherson, Sergeant Pepper. Both are members of my team.

In what capacity are you in the Yard? - Miss McPherson is with the...

State Welfare Officeand, moreover, is also a competent registered nurse.

Nice, when young people still have ideals today.

Oh, they deserve mankind. There's so few of them left now.

Sister Elizabeth, can you recall a certain Jack Corner working here?

Yes. And what I'll never forget is the horribleaccident he had here.

I've told you about it, Mother Superior. - What kind of accident was it?

Oneday there was a bad explosion in the heatingcellar. Corner got all thesteam.

He was brought into the hospital with severe burns.

They wereable to save his life but... if they had let him die,

it would have been better.

But... Could you be more explicit?

Can you imaginea man with his face completely disfigured? No ears,

nothing but raw skin burnt. I'll never forget that sight.

But what becameof him?

After he was finally released hecame back here to work for 4 weeks.

Oneday hedisappeared. We never saw him again.

I don't want to appear inquisitive, but... may I beallowed to ask...

what your great interest in this man is? - Before his prison days,

he was the boss of a notorious underworld band called The Gorillas.

Isn't it time to stop work? - Going home is all you think about, eh?

Did you see thedolls? - Yes! Real sweeties. It's a pity though

that these girls are forced to live there. - I was talkingabout real dolls!

Theones lyingaround the workshop I mean. Naturally, I suppose you didn't see them?

Inspector! - Yes? Where'd you get that?

Someone must havestuck it in my bag! - The writing is identical...

to the first part of our puzzle. Can you decipher it?

"The gorilla comes sometimes at night. Mother Superior doesn't know."

Oneof the girls must know more than the others but is afraid to reveal herself.

But which one? Thereare more than 2 dozen. And, why in these hieroglyphics?

Maybeshe knows no other. - We better find her, try to win her over

and speak to her alone. - Oh, I can see what you mean.

The trick back there with the introduction had its significance. I shall spy around

for you there? Speak your heart out! - Isn't she just terrific? Wecould...

certainly use more like her. When I think of all theold fuddies at the Yard, oh!

Enough, enough! Come back down to earth! You and Miss McPherson will now go out...

to dinner to clarify a few things, huh? That was on your mind anyway, wasn't it?

Aye, aye, Sir! - Very official, Jim!

Mr Bird? Will you come in, please?

Ah, Mr Bird, I'll drop in later on this eveningto sign thesecontracts.

But before you send them out, pleasecompare theoriginal with thedraft

which I approved only very recently. - My intention. Without beingchecked,

no contract leaves theoffice. - Very good. I knew I could rely on you.

You must hurry. It's almost four. And remember Mr. Stuart has apartment 512.

Thank you. I'd like to know what theold fox wants from me.

Goodbye, Sir. - Goodbye, Mr Bird.

Hello, Cora. It's me, Edgar.

He's coming back tonight. - I'll be there, alright. Don't worry.

Sugar chickened out ever since he, your boss and this Inspector got together.

Ah well, once you get mixed up with bums like that...

No character! I'll take good care of your boss, don't worry.

Ciao, baby.

I'vechanged your last will and testament exactly as you directed, Mr Stuart.

I still have to read it to you again, I'm afraid... The normal practice.

Very well. But wait for Mr Parker. Then you'll have to read it only once.

Come in, please.

Mr Parker, Sir. - You see? On cue like nobody else.

Show him in. - This way, Sir. - Thank you.

Mr Stuart, I'm very happy to see you again. London hasn't been thesame.

I'm afraid your enjoyment will be very short lived. My solicitor, Dr Jeckyll.

How do you do? - How do you do?

Dr Jeckyll, would you care to read now? - Mr Stuart has had his will...

altered as follows: "After my demise I leaveand bequeath my entire wealth...

to Love and Peace for People. This is herewith declared now a void.

As sole recipient, I now name my daughter out of wedlock, Susan Ward."

Your daughter's alive? - Yes, she's alive. Where,

I don't know yet. Theonly thing I know is she's alive. You can't begin to imagine...

what that means to me, Mr Parker: a full grown daughter!

A new leaseon lifeat my age. - Mr Stuart, this testamentary occurrence

is a gravedisappointment for us. But believe me when I say...

I fully understand your feelings as a father, and I'm sincerely happy for you.

There's one request though, I feel I ought to make.

Please never forget our charitable work.

I'm asking you if you're now agreeable to give Scotland Yard...

your services? - The gentlemen already have my agreement.

Then, please repeat theoath after me. - Sir, she's just working part time.

Shedoesn't need theoath. - What?

Shedoesn't need theoath. - Well, then she needn't.

What is it now?

Sir Arthur, there's a call on the trunk line from Hong Kong!

Good! FBI! Put thecall through. - No. It's your shirt maker.

He would like to know if heshould ship your order through to London.

Miss. Finley! What kind of a question is that? You tell this Hung-Shi-Tunk,

I'm comingto Hong Kongto pick up theshirts myself! That's enough of that!

Out you go! Back to work!

Thesesurroundings can drivea man mad. Now, where were we?

Hey, Arthur! Have we got a dateor haven't we?

You wait until I'm ready!

Now, where were we? - I'vealready advised the institution...

of her arrival. Needless to say the Mother Superior was not...

very enthusiastic, but she's getting used to these routinechecks.

We must find the girl who wrote the message that was smuggled out on thedoll.

Keep your eyes and ears open. But pleasedon't takeany chances.

Now, whereare those papers? - Oh, yes! Well, this is your...

identification from Scotland Yard, and this is the famous emblem.

Oh! Well, from now on I'm a bonified agent of the Yard.

Yes, from now on the entire police force is at your disposal. - Day and night!

Jim, what about your 40 hour work week? - I'll makean exception in your case.

Please! - I'm sorry, Sir.

Inspector, would you pleasecall at your office. You havea visitor.

She'll drive me bonkers yet. Very well, Miss McPherson. The very best of luck...

to you. Good day. - Thank you

Well? What is it?

That's quite enough nonsense, Jim!

Oh, I don't know what to do. Everywhere I go, all I find is imbeciles!

Miss Finley? - Yes, Sir?

Hey, Arthur! Have we got a dateor haven't we?

Oh, you just can't bear to wait another minute, can you, Mousy?

Did I hear you say "Mousy"? Perhaps a bit of fresh air would helpclear your head.

That's not a bad idea, Miss Finley. That's what we'll do.

Let's go now.

Well, here's a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.

Ah! The rueful sinner comes to penance! - What can wedo for you, Sugar?

This was in the post for me this morning. Today's my birthday. - Best wishes!

I thought it was from oneof my old girlfriends. I'm on the very best terms

with them. That's a principleof mine. - A very wiseattitude.

Well, what can I tell you, Inspector? I was takingthecover off the box and...

pickingout my favorite, when this cat of minecomes over,

grabs a candy out of the box, rolls her eyes and falls over... dead.

That's what she gets for pinching it! - Take theseout to the lab.

Ok, Chief. - And you can let your hair down now.

Can you think of anyone who wanted you disposed of?

The list is as longas your arm! Peopleare no damn good anymore.

If only I knew who those two gangsters were,

theones that were threatening me with revolvers the night before last.

With revolvers you say? - Yes. I didn't recognize them in the fog.

Suddenly this bigcranestarts straight at me, tryingto turn me into an angel.

Only a jump into the Thames saved me. I'll eat thosesweets, the whole lot,

if that was an accident.

Look at that!

Hello?

Hello!

What's goingon here? Hello!

Good evening, Mr Parker. - What do you want here?

Who let you into the house? - Is that any way to talk...

to your brother's favorite mistress? - My brother is dead.

Yes, unfortunately. I loved your brother very much, Mr Parker.

And I miss him far more than you do. - You're breaking my heart!

Well? What do you want? - Sugar got quitea heapof doe...

from him. - And now you think it's your turn?

I was nearly a member of your family.

Donald wanted to marry me. - What do you know about my brother?

Quitea lot.

I spent the last 24 hours, he had on earth, alone with him.

And he was perfectly healthy, happy and content.

The very next morning he was dead: food poisoningfrom a fish.

But hedidn't haveany fish that day.

Now, theseareclaims you must prove. - Mr Parker,

you'rean educated man, right? Now, tell me.

When you dig upa body in order to find out what thecauseof death was...

You know the word... - Exhumation, huh?

Go ahead and have them do it. If you feel you must.

I can't understand what my brother saw in you.

Now, get out!

I really think you're makinga mistake.

Please listen carefully.

This is Miss McPherson from the public welfaredepartment.

She'd like to ask you a few questions. You'll havea chance to speak with her.

Don't hesitate to talk to her openly about any troubles or problems.

Or any complaints you might want to make about the home. Please, Miss McPherson.

Thank you.

Out of there, you! You heard me! Out!

Your name is Miriam Allister, right? How long have you lived here?

Long enough. - How long must you remain?

That's all in the files! - Thank you.

And you're Phyllis Lobster? - Yes. That's me.

How do you like the meals here? - The Ritz couldn't beany better.

You haven't lost your senseof humor. - You could usesome yourself.

Can your friends visit you at the home? - Oh sure, if I had any.

But the minute you land here your friends disappear.

Well, in six months I'll beout.

Get off her! Stop it! Stop it!

I can't stand it that she touches me! - Oh, shut up! You know you like it!

Must therealways be thesequarrels? You must learn to loveoneanother.

Oh, I do. But she wouldn't know how.

Get back to work now, girls. - Move!

That happens all the timearound here. What elsecan you expect...

without a man around? But one thing you might do, is check on Dorothy Smith.

She's here 2 years now and should have got out longago.

But shecan't do much about it. She's deaf and dumb.

What are you staringat? Comeon, give mea hand!

Didn't you hear me, you dummy?

Oh! So you don't want to help meanymore?

You want to go see Mother and let her call thecops?

Just you watch out. You're in this as deepas I am.

Now, let's go. Get a moveon!

Grab the legs!

Hold on tight!

Fetch the hook!

Pick him up!

Officially listed as an accident. Another thick fog, another old man,

a Canadian millionaire: Gordon Stuart. Another doll was found by the body.

Take this to Miss McPherson. I must know what this messagesays.

Now, Doctor. Do you continue to maintain theseareall just accidents?

You asked me to run a more thorough postmortem examination. I've managed...

to determine that the man had drowned in clear water before he was thrown...

into the Thames last night. My examinaton of the water leaves...

no further doubt in my mind. - So this was not an accident, but murder!

Cora?

Cora!

Well, aren't you Mr Parker's secretary? You already checking upon Cora Watson?

I don't think we've met, Sir.

That makes no difference. I'm sure I know you! And your criminal record!

2 years for forgingdocuments, Mr Edgar Bird.

I'm out on parole. You know that. - You do know meafter all.

What are you doing here? - I have nothingto do with this case.

With what case?

Cora.

Bad news for you. Your parolestatus may very well beaffected.

But you don't really believe that I... - We'll seeabout that soon enough!

See that you keep in touch with me. - Does that...

Does that mean I can go now?

Yes. That's just what it does mean.

Mr Parker? This is Perkins speaking.

That caseof blackmail you mentioned is settled.

Cora Watson is dead.

Fabulous! My compliments, Miss McPherson. You did a terrific job here.

I couldn't havedone better myself! - After your instructions it was...

child's play. - You know what our next lead is?

We're goingto havesome lunch. You've earned it!

But Jim, the Inspector wanted to see me. - How can you mention the Inspector...

at a time like this? I know a lovely little place.

And 2 hours from now, when we get back, we'll tell the Inspector...

Well?

What will you tell him?

Well?

Police Special Agent Miss Susan McPherson is here now.

Strangeas it may seem, I can see her. - Yes.

Here's my report, Inspector. - By the way, an amazing bit of work, Sir.

You couldn't havedone it better yourself? - Quite right!

Did you say something?

No. Me, Sir? - It's an extremely good job you'vedone.

I wish I'd found out some moreabout the 4 girls who weren't in the home today.

You mean Jackie Bloom, Mandy Tricket, Dorothy Smith and Gloria Warren?

Yes. I'm certain oneof them could be of use to us. One inmate told me...

Dorothy Smith might havesome information. But I didn't have enough time.

I couldn't go into much detail. - When do you think you might return?

I suppose weshould let 2 or 3 days go by. Then I'll give you a call.

Do you suppose it's a clueas to wich of those inmates is smugglingdolls out?

What's written on this doll? - "The gorilla is the murderer".

Maybealso the murderer of Gordon Stuart.

What exactly was his last address? - Park Hotel, London.

No, Mr Stuart didn't leave the hotel. I was quitecertain that he'd gone to bed.

Just before he went upstairs he left a message for me to call him at 8am.

And when he failed to answer your call the following morning, you came up...

and discovered this window pane missing. And the lights wereout.

Yes. Somebody must havedisconnected the fuseafter the murder was committed.

This was Mr Stuart's regular chauffeur. - I'll question you later.

Hereare the names and telephone numbers for thecalls Mr Stuart had put through.

Jim! - Yes, Sir?

Mr Parker. - Yes, but look at this phone number.

Why, that's our Mr Parker! - Interesting. And who is Doctor Jeckyll?

He's a solicitor. Mr Stuart had him up herea coupleof times.

Dead? Well... I just can't believe it.

Why, just two days ago I went to see him. He wanted to add somechanges in his will.

Hedidn't want to leaveanything to Love and Peace for People?

Oh, no. On thecontrary. His original intention was to endow that organization.

But then Mr Stuart changed his mind and left everythingto his daughter.

To his daughter? - Oh yes.

Her name is Susan Ward. Her address was unknown to Mr Stuart at the time.

Hesaid he'd let me have it later. He told me that she'd been thought dead...

for 20 years now and he has only recently got the news that his daughter...

is alive.

This whole business with the will stinks. - Then weshould take thestink out of it.

We must find out if Susan Ward exists. - Wecan saveourselves a lot of work.

It seems clear enough that Parker and the murderer aresomehow connected.

What gives you that idea? - Who else had so much to gain?

3 millionaires dieshortly after making over their fortune to Love and Peace.

You're wrong, Jim. The third changed his will in favor of his daughter...

and died, too. Then there was Cora Watson. Shedidn't havea penny, but was killed.

How do you think that happened? - I'm not so sureabout that one.

But how could you let that vulture, that Bird, get away, Chief?

Why not? I watched him go into the house 5 minutes before. I observed him.

Oh well, if thoseare your tricks. - Yes. We may need this Bird soon.

By the way, are you goingto be needing me this evening? I'm supposed to go off duty

now anyway and I've got to meet someone. - We both have to meet someone.

Ah, Mr Bird, I didn't realize you werea connoisseur to finearts.

You mind your own bloody business. - You take photos for the family album?

Or do you havecustomers for nude photos? Ah, your current job isn't paying enough?

You know a better one?

Why, sure. You must still have that key. - What key is that?

The policeare lookingall over for it. Her last guest must have let himself in.

I never had a key. - You didn't?

Wait a minute... - Well?

One time, when she was plastered shestarted rattlingabout a dead man,

about her great loveand about a key. I'm not quitesure what she meant by that.

Are you certain of that? Think it over very carefully.

Try to remember. - Donald!

Could be that after his death his brother Henry got the key.

That would have been a chance... - For blackmail. Is that what you mean?

Not so fast. You just stay right where you areand finish your drink.

Remember: You'reon parole, so you'd better cool it.

All I need for you is to spoil a game for me.

Why so nervous, baby?

Now, Sugar! I've told you timeand again I'm sick of thesedisturbances!

The policeare lookingfor the man who's got the key to Cora Watson's apartment.

Now you'll have to decide whether you prefer beingannoyed by me...

or by the boys at the homicidedepartment. - Calm down now, Sugar.

Not so hasty. It looks like you've got yourself into a bit of trouble, huh?

Now, can't we talk this over quietly? Let me makea suggestion.

Why don't you comearound this evening? Wecan meet in my office.

Masks and costume hire

What? Here? - I brought Mr Stuart here many times.

Alright, wait for me.

What could a millionaire have wanted here? - Why don't you ask one?

But, they'reall dead. - What? Oh!

Inspector Perkins! Are you lookingfor me?

No. I'm surprised to see you here myself. I was lookingfor theowner of this house.

My mother's gone. Someonesent her off on a wild goosechase this morning. Please.

Your mother? - Yes. Sheowns this place.

Since I started working I haven't been able to see her so often. Today,

when I wanted to look in on her... I'm so worried. - What happened?

A man came here in an ambulance and brought her a message that I was...

seriously hurt in hospital. Miss Brown, an employeeof my mother, saw him.

Miss Brown, what did the man... Can that thing beswitched off?

Thank you. This chap in theambulance, what did he look like?

What did he look like? - Yes. What did he look like?

What impressed me, actually, was this: Hedidn't look likean ambulancedriver.

What then? - He was wearinga plain rain coat.

No uniform at all. And a dark suit.

Thank you.

Miss McPherson, did your mother ever mention the name Gordon Stuart?

Not that I know of. Who is he? - A rich Canadian...

who was drowned in the Thames. The last place wecould trace him to...

in London was your mother's shop here. - Do you havea pictureof your mother?

Yes. I always carry one in my purse.

Here you are. - Can we keep this for a while?

Yes, of course. - Jim, I'm off to the Yard.

I'll send you a squad car. You'll get Miss McPherson homesafeand sound.

But... Be glad to, Sir!

Out of service

Alright, mate. So wedon't talk.

Susan, just suppose you'd been theone who inherited the 2 millions from Stuart.

What would you havedone with it? - I'd be thrilled. But I'm not Susan Ward.

Besides I'm happy with my lifeas it is. - I know, I know. But, think of it...

2 million pounds! That's quitea lot of money. What would you do with it?

I'd seesomeof my old friends in Africa. - But Susan! Alone in Africa without me?

Don't you know it's terribly dangerous for a girl of your age to beall alone...

amongall those lions and tigers? - I lived there for 4 years...

before I even met you! - Thoseanmimals have grown since then!

Oh, Susan! Take mealong! - What would the policedo without you?

I thought you were irreplaceable. - You'reabsolutely right.

But for you I'd even give up my job. - So you can haveall the free time...

your little heart desires? - Yes, sure. No, that's not what I mean!

I mean I'd havea huge responsibility. I'd have to manageour fortune,

I mean your fortune! The Inspector sure would besurprised.

He thinks I can't even count my own fingers! After all, let's face it.

We'll be wantinga baby. - You'reover-working your imagination...

just a bit. You read too much! - Maybe I do. But you shouldn't read...

anythingtonight. Especially no murder mysteries after all that's happened.

And Susan, your mother will be brought to safety. Don't worry about her.

I know we'll find her. - You'll ring me thesecond, you do?

Yes, of course. - Well, good night, Jim.

Good night, Susan.

Inspector Perkins, please.

Is theresomeone there?

Just as you ordered, Sir. Miss McPherson delivered safeand sound at home. Over!

Jim!

Help!

Help! Help!

Help! - Susan!

Susan!

Susan! What happened? - Jim, it was horrible!

A gorilla attacked me in the hall! - A gorilla?

Gorillas, gorillas! Go on down to the zoo and ask the keepers if any are missing.

But a gorilla is not something you walk on a lead likea puppy dog!

Am I the head of the Yard or a zoo keeper? - I don't think you'rea zoo keeper, Sir.

I can't recall this ever havingthought. - I think we'd better get in medias res.

In what? - In medias res. Down to business!

Good heavens! Now he's quoting Caesar. - What are wesupposed to do without...

a search warrant for thechildren's homes? Still sittingon your desk!

And still unsigned, I presume? - Young man! When I was your age...

Sir Arthur, there really isn't that much difference in your ages.

Isn't shecharming? Thank you, my dear.

What's all this? - Thesearch warrant you mentioned.

Very well, then. But you're responsible. - Sir Arthur, if my clues...

don't point clearly in this direction I promise you I won't use the warrant.

What did you say? You havea suspicion? Why am I always the last to find out?

Well, let me repeat what I'vealready told you once before.

An ambulance was seen by Miss McPherson in thecourtyard of the home.

It's there in her report. At the time I didn't take very much noticeof it.

It's not really unusual that oneof the girls might need to go into hospital.

Now, now, now. What's that to us?

Well, at the time that Miss McPherson's mother disappeared, there was also...

an ambulance involved. Jim?

Oh! It was like this, Sir. I saw theambulanceat the time...

theattempt was made to abduct Miss Susan. And Miss Susan...

saw the gorilla. - Well, why haven't we had the gorilla...

I mean, why haven't we had this Susan person arrested?

I have been tryingto explain to you that Miss McPherson is not our suspect.

But rather that we believe the home has been providinga hideout...

for the gorilla and theambulance. Wealso havea very strongsuspicion...

that thesedolls arecomingfrom the home. - I see. Then I can sign your warrant.

Now I'm satisfied. - That was a hard one point.

What did you say? - All signs point in our direction.

Yes. - I quiteagree.

Arthur, have we got a dateor haven't we? - What's shedoing here?

Don't beso nosy. Will you please wait until I'm ready?

You may never be entirely ready for that one! - Do you think so?

You chat up Sister Elizabeth. I want Miss McPherson's report...

before wesee Mother Superior. - Ah! Inspector Perkins. Did you want...

to see Mother Superior or Miss McPherson? - Mother Superior if I might.

Well, certainly. Mother Superior is in her office. Pleasecome in.

Ah, Miss McPherson, already hard at work? - Miss Susan! What a pleasant surprise!

Ah! My dear Sister Elizabeth, I simply cannot contain myself another moment.

What? - I've been in so many of these...

institutions, but never in one like this! So orderly, so immaculately clean...

Anythingto report? - I'veconfirmed my suspicions.

Dorothy Smith is nowhere to be found. Anyway, Smith isn't her real name.

She's actually called Amra Bantu. And she's from Tunisia.

That was Arabic on the baby's doll. Inspector?

What about my mother? Do you have news? - Not yet. But we havea search...

goingthroughout thecity. We'll find her. - Whereareall the inmates of the home?

They're havingsport now. - Oh, could I havea look?

I don't know what you want to see, but if you wish. Ah, Miss Susan.

We'vesome new girls. I can introduce you. - Why, of course. Certainly.

This way.

Glve me a klss.

Yes? Good afternoon, Inspector. - Good afternoon to you.

Hello. - Well, what can I do for you today?

Please havea seat. - Thank you.

We'd like to havea chat with oneof your guests, Mother Superior.

But of course. Which girl would you like to speak to? - Dorothy Smith.

Well, you see... She isn't here today.

I mean, she hasn't come home yet. - Hasn't come home yet?

No.

2 days ago she was assigned a project with someof theother girls outside...

of the home. She hasn't returned yet. - And what about theother girls?

They haveall come back. - Do the police know this girl is missing?

We usually report such things at once. But this case is a littledifferent.

How so?

Dorothy should have been released a long timeago. But she just didn't want to go.

She is so very happy here, and weall like her so dearly,

especially Sister Elizabeth. Why, she's just likea mother to her.

I'm really quite worried. And the poor child is deaf and dumb!

I do hope nothing's happened to her. - That's easy enough to find out.

May I makea phonecall? - Why, certainly.

Doctor Howard, please. Oh, I didn't realize it was you. Perkins here, Doctor.

I'm over at St. Mary's Home. A colored inmate has been missing now for 2 days.

Aged 22, name Dorothy Smith. I don't suppose you'veanythingon her?

I'm sure that's the girl I just covered with a sheet. I'm not certain whether...

she is Dorothy Smith, but judging by the age it could beshe. Yes, a colored girl.

Could you ascertain thecauseof death? - She was run over by a motor car.

It was a hit and run case. But we'resure to capture thedriver.

There was an eyewitness to theaccident. Listen carefully, now it gets interesting:

This particular car was... - A whiteambulance. Am I right?

Good heavens! Do you read tea leaves? - I can tell you this much for certain.

For example, the matter was no accident, but murder!

But this is just terrible, Inspector.

Mr Parker, would you happen to know the Mother Superior of St. Mary's Home?

Why, certainly, Inspector. She's an extremely honest and respected woman.

A woman who gives unstintingly of herself for the benefit of her fellow men,

as do weall, if I may say so. - Nice to hear that.

I'd like to know a little more about the function of your organization.

What actual use is madeof the money that comes to you from your contributors?

I'd be happy to tell you. We havea group of leadingcitizens, the Welfare Minister

and the Archbishopof Canterbury amongthem, on our board of overseers.

The board holds a meeting every 6 months. At these meetings we examine the number...

of contributions which have been transferred to theorganization's...

checkingaccount. - Who is allowed to draw cash from it?

The Welfare Minister or the Archbishopof Canterbury, together with my co-signature.

And who decides where the money goes?

That's controlled very carefully. And no one, you understand, receives...

preferential treatment. - I'm pretty well filled in on details.

One thing more, and then I'm gone. - But of course, Inspector.

Do you know Mr Gordon Stuart? - Yes. He's in London just now.

Heasked me to his hotel and informed me that his daughter was his sole heiress...

and not Love and Peace. - That's just theone I mean. He's dead.

He is? I'm sorry to hear that.

It's so sudden and heseemed so...

Well, we must all diesometimes. - You'reso right.

It's good that he willed all his fortune to his daughter and not to Love and Peace.

How so? - How so? Ah, but Inspector...

It could have been very embarrassing for us. A third millionairedies...

and leaves us his entire fortune. - I wouldn't worry. If I had thought that

I wouldn't havecome to see you. At any rate, thank you very much.

Not at all, not at all. - Oh, tell me...

Your secretary's named Bird? - Yes, that's right.

Then let me beas frank as yourself: Better watch him carefully. He has...

a record and is suspected of murder. You recall, of course, thecase...

of blackmail with Cora Watson? He's involved in that very deeply.

Really?

Not that, too! At any rate, I thank you for the information, Inspector.

It's quitea shock. I shall have to attend to theconsequences.

You do that. I'll beseeing you, Mr Parker.

Yes. Good day to you.

Mr Bird? - Yes, Sir?

Have you ever heard thesaying,

"The bugon the wall hears its own crawl"?

Never heard it, Sir.

Oh, I'vea new openingfor you. Why don't you drop by the Yard sometime?

I could use you. I need a song bird.

The next session of thecommittee is in 3 days. What elsedid you find out?

Only one man needs sign cheques for L.P.F.P. to draw cash from their account.

And that is Mr Parker. - Then he was lyingafter all. So he...

can do what he wants with any amount. - Get out a search warrant?

Don't think for a minute theold man would give us one. What with the Minister

and the Archbishopsittingon the board. - The Minister wouldn't risk trouble...

with thechurch. It might cost his job. - That's why we're takingon our own tab.

It's already 9o'clock. It's time I was off, actually.

Hello? Oh, it's you, Susan.

What? - Jim, you must come immediately!

I discovered something horrible. I can't talk any longer. Someone may be listening.

I'll wait for you at the main gate! - Good. I'll be there in 10 minutes.

Hey! Weren't you finished for today? - But not when Susan's concerned.

I'd put in overtime for her any day. - Theaffair with Parker...

I'll handle myself. - Oh, can I have the key to your car?

Need it myself. Takeanother one.

Well, what have you discovered? - I saw the man you're lookingfor.

Who? The gorilla? - He must have been theone...

His face was all scarred up. Surely you can recall what Sister Elizabeth told us?

The explosion in thecellar... He was in the laundry cellar. - Comeon!

There! He's taken the lift down. - Let's go! Hurry!

Wait out here.

Out here!

Why didn't you arrest him then and there? - I've got to find out...

who's behind all this.

Sergeant Pepper, security search "Arabella". Attention River Police!

A motorboat, color: white, type: RK, registration number: X1,

course: south, south-east of grid square B 129.

Take up pursuit immediately! - Read you. Assume: pursuit immediately!

And send two squad cars to thedock wrecking yard and wait there for me.

Susan, you'd better go back to the home now. Not a word to anybody!

I won't.

Jimmy, takecareof yourself.

Stay where you are, Jack Corner! Put that woman down!

Come hereslowly with your hands up!

Poor Susan!

Hands up, Inspector.

Good evening, Mr Bird. - Don't move.

Hands up.

Go and open thesafe.

Takeout the money, and bring it to me here.

You heard me!

Loveand Peace, Mr Parker!

But how is it you aren't dead? - Haven't you ever heard...

that on certain jobs detectives wear bullet-proof vests, Mr Bird?

No!

No!

No.

I can't understand it! It's just too awful!

How could my poor mother have been killed like that? She never harmed anyone.

What connection could she have had with the entireaffair?

Theseareall questions, Susan, to which noneof us ever havean answer.

Nil sinedeo.

Nothingoccurs without God. - Sergeant?

An important call from Headquarters. Fatal accident at Love and Peace.

A man fell out of the window there. - Perkins!

Mother, I'm afraid I've got to run. Will you pleasesee to the young lady?

Susan, I'll pick you up later.

Come into my room for a little while. You can havea little rest...

until the Sergeant gets back.

What's goingon? You'reall sniffingabout here like vermin.

Are you officers or burglars? - A man was pushed out of the window, Sir.

Are you certain he was pushed out? Hecould very well have leaned out...

just a bit too far and fallen out. - But, Sir... Havea look.

Very well, then.

Have you informed Mr Parker? - We've been trying. Wecan't find him.

The very thought of it nearly drives me insane. The Minister, the Archbishop...

Only the Queen is missing. You can bet this isn't the end of it. I'm certain.

Hastings, where's the Inspector? - Ah! Sergeant Pepper.

Sir Arthur! - Where is Inspector Perkins?

That's what I'd like to know. - Well, isn't that nice?

And that's what brought you up here? - I thought the victim was the Inspector!

The victim... I won't hear another word of this nonsense!

It's actually a Mr Edgar Bird, you clot!

What would the Inspector bedoing hereanyway, eh?

Well, you see... He wanted to inspect a bit about the place, Sir.

Wesuspected very strongly that Parker was lyingto us and that we...

Sh! Mr Parker is a highly esteemed citizen. Please remember that!

Yes, Sir. - Sir?

Yes, what is it? - A secret panel.

Good heavens! Open it!

Sorry, Susan. You could have saved yourself the trouble.

And it wouldn't have hurt a bit.

Oh, Mother! Oh, get meout of here!

Calm yourself, my dear. I know it was awful for you.

Comealong, now. I'll bring you away.

Sir! - What is it, man?

Here's our proof. The Inspector was right all along. Your honest Mr Parker!

Look! In the last 6 months there were exactly 130,000 pounds of contributions.

Well, that's quite big. - Do you know where that money is now?

Thedistribution isn't for another 3 days. - No, it's already been transferred...

to St. Mary's Home. - Well, what about it?

Sir! This money's been embezzled. They'reobviously turning it over...

to a contact man in the home. - Ah! I see!

Yes.

Susan!

Hopkins! Harvey! Send out an A.P. B to all railway stations, harbor stations

and airports! With an exact description of Henry Parker,

the usual thing. Harvey, my car! I've got to do everything myself.

What a life! If I ever come back to lifeagain, I'm goingto bea criminal.

It's much morecomfortable that way.

In 3 days your littleswindle will have gone up in smoke. - My compliments.

I knew you'd get too dangerous for me. That's why I have to remove this danger.

Go on! Over there! - And this is my assistant.

We met 5 years ago in South America. And weshall return there together,

as man and wife. That was very good work, darling.

Both of you have earned much worse than the gallows.

Well?

Parker! Do whatever you like to me, but let this young lady go! She has...

nothingto do with the wholeaffair! - That's just where you're wrong. She's...

heiress to the millions of Gordon Stuart. - My name is Susan McPherson!

You're wrong. Your right name is Susan Ward. And so you know everything...

before we takeour leaveof oneanother.

It was over 20 years ago your mother, Evelyn Ward, gave birth to twins.

Your father, Gordon Stuart, left your mother 6 months beforeshe gave birth...

without having married her. Your twin sister and your mother...

died in childbirth. Then you wereadopted by Mary McPherson,

thesister of your mother. She never told you that she's not your real mother.

Shealso never told Gordon Stuart whom she'd informed at the time, however,

of thedeath of your twin sister. Not until 20 years later did he learn...

of your existence and changed his will as a result.

When we learned all this from your aunt, and not in the most voluntary manner.

It made her disappearance imperative. - In thecar disguised as an ambulance?

Right. A genius idea. It wasn't my idea. It was the idea of my assistant.

I can well imagine. Parker! Leave that girl alone!

Comeon! Comeon.

Keep the boat anchored here. No lights. And wait for me...

until I give you a signal. - Yes, Sir.

Oh! Please! Let meout of here!

Please! Let meout!

Help me!

Help me!

How can that poor girl's death help you? - I can tell you exactly.

Under the name Susan McPherson a girl from this home will collect the inheritance.

And so that thereare no witnesses, the two of you will disappear...

in the Thames likeall theothers. - You'll never get away with it!

We've taken all the precautions. The risks areall on your side.

Even now, the gorilla will handle all the work for the two of us.

Please, let meout! Help me! Let meout of here!

Help! Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Henry!

There! Now takea shot, Parker!

You're not human. You'rean animal.

This gorilla is Jack Corner, the man you've been searchingfor.

He was transformed by a prison sentence into what you'll see now:

a man with no will of his own. Jack, you know what you're to do?

Help me!

Corner!

Here he is!

Guards! Those two, there! Arrest them!

Miss McPherson, are you alright? - Yes, thank you.

Jim!

What's that? Perkins!

Who would have thought it? Oneout of our own ranks...

the murderer. - Oh, but Sir...

No? - No.

Why is it then I always get the wrongone? - Errare humanum est.

Pardon? - It's human to work.

I see. Stand up, you gorilla! - Hedoes not react. I havea better idea.

Hey, Jimmy! Jimmy!

Time to stop working!

What's goingon? Is it 5 o'clock already?

Susan!

Hey, Arthur, have we got a dateor haven't we?

Wait until I'm ready, right? - Mind your own business, right?

Now I'm ready for you, my Mousy!

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