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(brassy music)

(traffic bustling)

(suspenseful music)

- Busby!

Busby!

I'm out.

Charlie's back.

Eat me porridge, done me time like a good little boy.

And now I'm as free as a bird.

Come on, come on, you old drunk,

you heard me.

Charlie's home and Charlie's rich

and now you and me is gonna have ourselves

the time of our lives, gov.

(dramatic music)

- Hello, Charles.

- What's this?

Amateur night?

- Welcome back.

- You killed him?

- He was going to warn you, Charles.

- Yes, he would.

Silly old...

- Oh, perhaps Tosher struck him

a little too forcibly.

- Yeah, well we've all got our little faults,

haven't we, eh?

- What do you want?

- Oh, come along, Charles.

You know what we want.

Charlie's home and Charlie's rich.

- Yeah, well there's gotta be a drink

around here somewhere.

- Oh, that's normal.

Freddie?

Yeah, that's natural, chap just does 10 years in jail.

Entitled to a drink, yeah?

It'll ease your throat, Charles,

before you talk to us.

(drink pouring)

- Ice and lemon?

- Perhaps we can do some business.

You tell us where the money is

and who knows?

(bird singing)

- Ooh!

(table crashing)

(Tosher grunting)

(glass shattering)

(thrilling music)

- Tosher!

(bottles crashing)

- Nothing?

- Nothing.

(whistles)

(thrilling music)

(car speeding)

(bird singing)

(dramatic music)

(thrilling music)

- Bob was working at this company in New York,

I was telling you about, remember?

Well, making good money, but not getting anywhere,

know what I mean?

Anyway, we both decided we would save

every single cent for a year

and then we'd take off and do Europe.

And that's what we're doing right now.

Oh, hello, Sal.

Uh, this is my friend, Sally.

- Hello.

- We've only been a week so far in England,

but we love it, don't we, Sal?

- Mm-hmm.

- But Rome was fun, too, you know?

And Germany, have you ever been to Germany?

And France, oh, the food in France,

it's just marvelous, you know?

Oh, sorry.

Where did we go after France, Sal?

- Uh, Switzerland.

- Oh, yes. (laughs)

- Do you know I imagine I must be

the only girl that ever went to Switzerland

outside the skiing season and broke her ankle.

Tripped on the hotel steps.

- (laughs) Well, at least your travel insurance paid off.

- (laughs) Are you ready?

- I think so, am I?

- [Stylist] Yes, just about.

- Oh, oh, that's lovely, isn't it, Sal?

- Mm, terrific.

Now, shall we make a move?

- Oh, yes, sure.

- Leave it for a couple of hours

before you comb it out and for goodness' sake,

don't get it wet.

- Okay, thanks very much.

Um, here, this is for you.

Thank you.

Uh, have you paid the hotel bill, Sal?

- Mm, it's settled.

And I've had them load the luggage into the car.

- Oh, great.

Oh, I forgot my camera!

- Mm-mm!

- Oh, thanks.

I just want to pick up a couple of cards, okay?

(motor revs)

(door shuts)

(tires screeching)

And uh, one for Terry.

Oh, don't you think that's cute for Terry?

(Sally laughs)

Oh, and one for Aunt Emily.

Ah, let's see now.

Oh yeah, that'll be okay.

That's it.

- Have you finished?

Have you really finished?

- Sure, what are we waiting for?

(Sally laughs)

Hey, Sally, you're doing it again.

You know the doctor said use the stick

in the other hand.

- [Sally] I know, but it's easier this way.

- Yeah, but take pains.

(trunk shuts)

(motor revs)

(mysterious music)

Hairdressers were telling me of this old church here.

Have a look in your book there, will you, Sally?

Might be that one, you know.

I don't know, what's it called?

Did you catch the name of it there?

I think it was called the Holy Cross or something.

Anyway, there must be lots of these old churches here.

You better have a look and see if it's that one.

That's really England, now that is...

(whimsical music)

- [Man] You may have chipped a bone.

A hairline fracture, even.

- [Charlie] Yeah, well, just fix it

so it don't hurt so much, eh?

- If I had an x-ray I could check.

But they took my equipment away

along with my right to practice,

my brass plate, and my self respect.

- My heart bleeds for you, Doc.

- And now they've even taken my driving license.

- Yeah, well, I can't say I'm exactly surprised.

But you've still got a motor, haven't you?

- No, I was forced to sell it.

Reduced circumstances.

What's it matter?

You've got one outside.

- It's hot.

Or it soon will be.

- Hot?

Well, get it away from here.

- Don't worry, it's out of sight.

And I don't have far to go.

- You'd better try your leg.

- Yeah.

Well, it's better.

Still hurts like hell, but it is better.

- A snifter?

- No, no, no, no, no.

- If I still had a car,

I suppose you'd have taken it, would you, Charlie?

- Borrowed it, Doc.

On account.

Like this.

I'm afraid you'll have to wait for your money.

- Oh, I've waited before

and I trust you, Charlie.

- You're all right, Doc.

Only trouble is you drink too much.

Always did.

You and Busby.

- Busby?

Have you seen him?

How is the old soak?

- He's dead.

- Dead?

- Gadder's boys.

- You better go, Charlie, I don't wanna get

mixed up with Gadder, you better go.

- Don't worry, Doc, I was just going anyway.

Well, thanks for everything

and as soon as I can, I'll send you your money.

And a bonus.

- Well, whenever you can, Charlie.

- Is there a back way out of here?

- Yes, it's through there, but...

(suspenseful music)

- Freddie, that motor.

Around the back.

Tosher.

(can clattering)

(jostling doorknob)

(door crashing open)

(Doc starts)

- Yes, well, Tosher, I expect you'd better case the joint.

Well, now, Doctor.

How long has he been gone?

- Who?

- Oh, come off it.

Your patient.

He was hurt.

He must have been hurt.

How long gone?

- Well, you just missed him.

- Oh, how very remiss of me.

(dramatic music)

- I didn't know he was against you, Mr. Gadder.

If I'd known I'd've turned him away,

I wouldn't have let him--

- I bet you wouldn't.

How badly was he hurt?

- Oh, his shin, it could be a fracture.

- But he's mobile?

- Yeah.

- There's no sign of him.

- He's mobile.

All right, Freddie, get Tosher.

- Oi, Tosher!

- What'd you talk about?

- Oh, this and that.

Old times, you know.

- No, I don't know, Doctor.

You tell me.

- Well, he didn't say anything.

Oh!

- Physician heal thyself. (cracking knuckles)

You any good at broken bones, Doctor?

- [Doc] He didn't say anything.

Nothing at all.

- Not even where he was heading?

- No, he said it wasn't far.

- Not far?

- "I haven't got far to go," he said.

That's all he said.

I swear to you, that's all he said.

- May we use your telephone, Doctor?

- Yes, it's there.

- Freddie.

Big Tom, Lila, Scotch Percy.

Anybody at all who knew Charles

in prison or out of it.

I want to know what brings him

schlepping all the way out here.

Must have been for more than your

healing hand, eh, Doctor?

(sniffs) Oh.

By the way, you wouldn't be holding out on me,

would you?

- No, I--

- No, 'course you wouldn't.

(vehicle approaching)

- [Tracy] Oh, look, isn't this beautiful here?

It's lovely.

Maybe we're just lucky.

Maybe they knew we were coming. (giggles)

We're saved!

A gas station at last. (laughs)

Thought we were never gonna see one again.

We're running out here, rapidly.

(car horn honks)

(easy listening music playing)

Well, they don't seem exactly keen for our custom, do they?

Come on, someone, ah!

(door shuts)

- Yes, miss?

- Oh, fill her up, would you, please?

- Yeah.

- And check the oil?

Hey, do you want to come in?

- No.

- Okay.

Oh, excuse me.

Do you have a ladies powder room here?

- Yeah, through there.

- My, that looks good.

- Oh, I can cook you some if you want.

- Oh, I want.

It's just a question of persuading my friend

she wants, too.

Shouldn't be too difficult.

We both skipped breakfast this morning.

I'll be right back.

- Okay.

- Hey, Sally.

Want some breakfast?

They got a really good one in there.

- Fine, sure.

- Right then, you want eggs, bacon,

the whole works, eh?

- The whole works.

(telephone rings)

We might as well, Sally.

- Hello?

Yeah, he's here, who wants him?

Okay, just a moment.

Sammy!

It's the phone.

(Sally and Tracy chatting quietly)

Okay, he'll be along.

Someone for you.

Wouldn't give his name.

- Yeah?

Where are ya?

We've just a few customers.

Well, yeah of course.

Yeah, but when?

When are you coming?

- [Woman] Who was it?

- Oh, it's a bloke rung up for me to tow his car.

Hung up.

- Dirty books.

And you an ex-doctor, Doctor. (tuts)

- Er, they're medical.

- Oh, that makes it all right, does it?

You say what you like as long as you say it in Latin.

All perfectly respectable.

Yuck!

How long have you been living round here?

- Oh, nine years, ten.

- Must know the area pretty well, then.

- Yes.

- So?

Well, who lives round here that we might know

or that Charles might know?

Except your dear self, of course.

- (stammering) I don't know.

- You don't know or you're not telling?

- Well, they're just ordinary people round here,

farmers, ordinary people.

- Then why would Charlie come running

all the way out here?

After all, there are plenty of fallen doctors around.

So why all the way out here?

(telephone rings)

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Right.

Nothing.

(Gadder slams table)

- Dirty books.

(tense music)

- You know, we're gonna get fat.

- Uh-huh, and lose our waistlines

and spread across the beam

and no man will look at us

and we'll die childless spinsters.

- Oh!

- Live for the moment, Sal.

And these eggs.

- Mm.

- More coffee?

- No, thanks.

Uh, just a couple of those cookies.

- [Sally] They're biscuits, Tracy.

Biscuits, just one, thank you.

- You can play havoc with your waistline if you want.

- Okay, just one.

- You going far?

- Yeah, we want to see the castle.

- Oh, and uh, the Norman Church,

the sculpted gardens, and the town.

- Well, you better hurry before the rain starts.

- Rain?

But it's a fine day.

- You're in England now, my love.

Rain's forecast.

- [Tracy] Oh.

- [Sammy] You finished?

- Uh, yeah, thanks. - Guess so.

- [Tracy] Oh, what a big he-man.

- Yes?

- I'm looking for work.

- There's none here.

- Anything, wash dishes, anything.

- I've got all the help I need, thank you.

- I'm handy with cars, too.

- Look, are you deaf or something?

I've just told you-- - All right, so you got...

Could use a cup of coffee, though.

- Come on, get out.

- Oh, come on, Sammy.

One cup of coffee.

- [Man] Yeah.

(coffee pouring)

- What do you think you're playing at?

- Look, there've been times when

you could have used a cup of coffee, too.

- Ta.

I'll work for it.

- I told you, there isn't any work.

- Could we have the check, please?

- Yeah, sure.

Um, that's 98 pence.

- Thanks, that was great.

- Yeah, if you ever pass in again, pop in.

We're always open, 24 hour service.

- Okay.

I'll start the car.

- That's fine, goodbye.

- Your change, love.

- Would you give him some breakfast, too, please?

- Ta.

- It's your lucky day, mate.

(dramatic music)

(car speeding off)

- [Tracy] Hey, look at that canal!

Oh, isn't this a cute little bridge, Sal?

- [Sally] Mm, really is.

- [Tracy] It's a bit narrow, though, isn't it?

Think I'm gonna make it?

- [Sally] Yeah, there we are.

- [Tracy] Now, is it straight on or left?

- [Sally] Straight on.

- Okay.

(birds singing)

(car door shutting)

(engine starting)

(vehicle approaching)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Well, why here?

- Because I'm not in the mood for changing a wheel.

And this is a farm and where there's a farm,

there's usually men.

And my waistline's not gone so far

I can't persuade a man to help me.

(car door shuts)

And at least if there's no one around,

I can change it myself and not get my hair wet.

That man said rain was forecast.

- Well, looks pretty sunny to me.

- Yeah.

Oh, well.

I'll see you.

- Oh!

(telephone rings)

- [Freddie] Yeah?

- Hello.

Yes.

Are you certain?

Yes, all right, Lila, but you'd better be certain.

Well, well, well.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news for you, Doctor.

- Oh, what?

- We are going to deprive you of our company.

(Doc laughs)

But remember we just might pop back.

So while we're away, you're just going to sit there

and you're not going to answer the phone,

you're not going to answer the front door,

you're not going to talk to anybody at all,

do you understand?

Now, sit there and get a little more

drunk than usual, eh?

(Doc gurgles)

Read a dirty book, why don't you?

- Oh, don't bother, Freddie.

Never know, poor chap might need a doctor.

(dramatic music)

- Hello?

Anyone there?

Ah! (fluttering)

Hello?

Anybody there?

- So, your waistline finally let you down.

- There's no one there.

The place is derelict.

It's creepy.

And there are rats.

- Oh, come on.

- Oh, well.

- I'll give you a hand.

- Thanks.

(Tracy coughs)

Oh, no!

- What is it?

- Oh, wouldn't you just know it?

- [Sally] What?

- There's no spare.

- (sighs) I don't believe it.

- Honestly, that hire company.

- If you hadn't pulled off the road

we might have hailed some help.

Now what?

- Well, I don't know.

- That crummy old gas station,

that's more than a mile back.

- Yeah, well you're never gonna make that

with your leg.

- No.

- Well, I suppose I'll have to go alone.

Are you gonna be all right here by yourself?

- Sure, I'll be fine.

- [Tracy] Okay.

(trunk slams shut)

(Sally exhales)

- Have fun.

- You never know.

I might even manage to hitch a lift.

- If not it'll be very good for your ego.

(Tracy chuckles)

(Sally laughs)

(birds singing)

(static buzzing)

(dramatic music)

(easy listening music playing)

(footsteps approaching)

(bell ringing)

- Sammy, bell!

Sammy?

Sammy, did you get the--

(radio volume increases)

(rustling)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- Tracy?

(suspenseful music)

(Doc breathing heavily)

(clattering)

- Yeah, it's stolen, all right.

Let's go and see what old Kemp knows about this.

- Yeah, all right.

(knocking)

Front door's wide open.

Here, look.

The lock's been busted.

Come on.

- What, is he dead?

(Doc snorts)

- All right, Doctor, wake up.

(Doc moaning)

- Oh, what's the matter?

- Stolen car outside, that's what's the matter.

(Doc mutters)

Take a look upstairs.

Come on, Doctor, wake up.

Stolen car outside, somebody beat your door down.

What's been happening here?

- Sleep, I wanna sleep.

- Doctor.

- Hmm.

- Kemp!

- Tell Charlie I'm not home.

- Charlie?

Charlie who?

- Well, Draper, of course.

Charlie Draper.

- What about Charlie Draper?

- He finished his time today.

Good old Charlie.

He's a real friend.

Who's he come to see first of all?

- No one about.

The place has been given a good going over, though.

- Draper. - Eh?

- He's been talking about him, Charlie Draper.

- Well, that's a common enough name,

must be dozens of 'em.

- You stay here with him.

Now, don't touch anything.

I'll radio in.

- Come on, you.

(Doc snorts)

- Yeah.

- [Dispatcher] It was stolen from outside

the Bull Hotel at Bullington.

- Yeah.

- [Dispatcher] That's about 30 miles

from where it was found.

- Okay, got it.

(bird singing)

- (chuckles) Pity he didn't train you to talk,

you might have said something interesting.

Or is it only budgies who talk?

Budgies, parrots, informers.

I don't mind who, but nobody's talking on this one.

- Except you to yourself.

First sign of insanity.

- You like being a sergeant, do you, eh?

You plan to stay that way your whole life?

- You wouldn't do that.

You're renowned for your pleasing and forgiving nature.

Besides, I bring glad tidings.

- Yeah?

- The Dorchester Police.

- Dorchester?

- Yeah, Dorchester, from the county of Dorset,

where there's cows and sheep and open spaces,

nothing ever happens.

Except a struck off alcoholic doctor

knows your friend Charlie Draper.

- Go on.

- Claims to have been visited by him this morning.

Spoke out of the depths of a drunken stupor.

- Did he mention anyone else?

- Nah.

There are one or two interesting sidelines.

There's a stolen car abandoned outside the doctor's house.

Front door broken in.

Traces of an injured person.

Signs that somebody searched the place from top to bottom.

- Hmm.

Dorchester, eh?

It's a long way.

- Well, they say Charlie's always been

light of foot and long in breath.

- Not that light of foot,

not if he jumped through that window.

Ooh.

We'll go down there.

Meanwhile, get back to the local force,

have them start a search.

If they find Charlie, pull him in.

- On what grounds, super?

We don't have anything against him.

- Suspicion of murder, Busby.

- I thought you told me Busby was

Charlie's best friend.

Charlie didn't kill him.

- I know that, Sergeant.

(Doc gurgling)

- What you been drinking, fertilizer?

- Right, you're to stay here with him.

Some top brass from London on the way down.

- Here, what about you?

- Look after him.

London thinks he's important.

- Important.

(dramatic music)

- Tracy?

(easy listening music playing loudly)

Hello?

Hello?

Anyone there?

Hello?

Hello?

(door shuts)

Oh!

- I was working out back.

Can I help you?

- Tracy, my friend, the girl who was with me.

- Yeah?

- Well, we had a flat and she started to come back here.

Where is she?

- I don't know.

- You haven't seen her?

But that was hours ago.

- Well, she didn't come here.

- But she must have.

- Well, maybe we were closed.

- But you're never closed, you told us.

- No, I mean, maybe she thought we were closed.

Well, she came in like you did,

I was working out back,

she couldn't get anyone to answer,

so she gets a lift back into town.

- Hitch?

No, she wouldn't have done that.

She would've, er, called a cab, used the phone.

- No, no, no the phone's been out all day.

You see?

(bell rings)

(door shuts)

They must have reconnected.

- Yes.

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna call the police.

- No.

- Oh, don't you think I should?

Would you stop!

- You don't know what you're doing!

- Stop that!

- Now, listen, will you stop it, will ya?

- Leave me alone!

- Oh!

- [Sally] Tracy.

- Sally, you mustn't call the police,

you can't call the police.

- What is it?

What has happened?

- I did my best, Mr. Gadder, you heard me.

I did what I could.

- She's just too pushy.

I can't stand a pushy woman.

Unless, of course, it's two pushy women.

Look at me.

Are you pushy?

(clatters)

- [Tracy] Oh, no, please don't hurt her!

Oh, Sally, just do as they say

and they won't hurt us.

Just do as they say.

- Listen, do you understand?

If you don't play along,

he's gonna kill my wife.

(dramatic music)

(Doc snoring)

- Not far away.

Not far at all.

- Yeah, what was that?

What'd you say?

- We'll all be rich one day.

Rich.

Unless Gadder gets there first.

- Gadder?

(owl hooting)

- That's better.

And a cup for them, too.

All nice and normal.

Nothing to frighten him away.

It's getting dark.

He'd wait for the dark, Charles.

- You don't know he's coming.

- Are you teaching me my business, Sammy?

- No, of course not.

I'm just... (clattering)

- Just don't.

That's right, nice and normal.

He'll be here.

He'd better be.

Or I might lose my temper.

(bell rings)

Just remember we'll be watching and listening.

Won't you, Tosher?

- (whispering) If only I could create a diversion,

you could run for the door and--

- Sally, it is no good.

They're holding his wife and they mean it.

- And so do I.

Play along and we might just all of us

get out of this in one piece.

But you do anything, try anything

that puts Carrie on the block

and so help me, I'll kill you meself.

(vehicle approaching)

- It's the police.

Now, you get rid of 'em, Sammy.

And quick.

Hey, you two be very good, eh?

And you keep your eyes on that table.

Right?

(dramatic music)

(bell ringing)

- Evening, Sammy.

- I've had enough of this, these stolen cars.

I told you, I'm careful.

- No, not this time.

Close in here.

- Yeah.

- Wouldn't be a cup of coffee going spare?

- Oh, yes, sure.

Ah, you're out of luck.

The urn's empty, I'll boil some more up if you like.

- No, no, don't bother.

You seen many people today?

- See for yourself.

Only customers all day.

I'm thinking of selling out to an undertakers.

Right good move, this.

- Nobody else?

Like a man on his own?

- [Sammy] No.

- All right, then, Sammy.

Be seeing you.

Say hello to Carrie for me.

- [Sammy] Yeah. (bell ringing)

- Ah, sorry, officer.

Was quite lucky further up the road.

Did a few hours on a job,

made a bit of money, mending his tractor.

Pay me own way now.

If you're still cooking, I'll have four eggs on a tray, ta.

Oh, you came back.

Pay you back for breakfast now, will ya?

- It's okay.

- No, when I can pay I like to, come on--

- Really, it's nothing.

- Oh, come on, I insist.

- Really. - You heard the lady.

She said no thank you.

- [Man] Lotsa bread and lotsa butter.

- What's your name?

You.

- Why?

Want to send me a Christmas card?

- I want your name.

- Farrow.

- Just Farrow?

- No, Farrow F. Farrow.

My father had no imagination. (chuckles)

- [Cop] So you're on the road and got yourself a job?

- [Farrow] That's right.

- [Cop] Where?

Who with?

- Just a farmer up the road.

I didn't ask his name, he didn't ask mine.

Problem is I'm not the nosy type.

- Did he own a good watch?

- Eh?

- A good, expensive watch like this one?

- [Farrow] That's mine.

- [Cop] Is it?

- Can you prove otherwise?

- [Cop] Doesn't seem to match the rest of your clothes.

- [Farrow] So charge me.

- Not now.

But if I find out a watch like that's been stolen,

I'll know you, won't I, Farrow?

Farrow F. Farrow.

Goodnight, Sammy.

- Yeah, see ya.

(bell rings faintly)

- Hmm.

Now then, what about that grub?

- Um, didn't I hear you say the kitchen was closed?

- Yes, yeah.

Uh, the wife's sick.

- Well, all right, I'll settle for a couple of those.

- Uh, I don't think he wants your type in here.

- Well, it didn't bother him this morning

when I was paying with their money.

- Well, it bothers him now.

- Is he telling me or you?

- (chuckles) What I do mate, you'll see.

- [Farrow] Okay.

Okay.

- Why don't you just go?

Can't you see you're not wanted here?

Just go.

- Now, come on, darling.

Don't you start getting insulting.

I'd like to oblige you, but this

oversized ape here is pushing me around

and I don't like being--

(grunting)

- No!

(kick landing)

(crashing)

- Don't do that.

It's not Charles.

Thank you.

Tosher's, I think.

Getting to be quite a party.

- [Super] How long has he been out?

- [Cop] Since we got here, sir.

Couple of hours.

- [Super] He said nothing at all, eh?

- [Cop] Nothing that made any sense.

(slaps face)

(Doc snoring)

- Try me.

Try me.

- Well, he said something about not far.

- Hmm.

- And about being rich.

- Rich?

- Yeah.

We'll all be rich one day, something like that.

- Mm, anything else?

- Just a name, Gadder.

- Hmm?

- Gadder.

- Gadder?

- Yeah, that's right.

- Well, come on, do you want a request in writing?

What did he say?

- Well, I think it was er...

Unless Gadder gets here first.

- (quietly) Unless Gadder gets here first.

- [Cop] Is it important, sir?

- (laughs) Important?

Is it important, Turner?

- I'll tell you laddie.

If anyone wants to push you in a pit of snakes

or lock you in a room with Gadder,

you choose the snake pit every time.

(dog barking nearby)

- I'm not allowed to mark you till after.

But I won't forget.

That's a promise.

Soon as it is over.

Sit down, you two.

Come on, sit down.

- As soon as it's over.

Well, that's what he said, "As soon as it's over."

As soon as what's over?

What are we waiting for?

- We're waiting for Charlie.

- Charlie Draper?

Your brother?

(dogs barking)

(suspenseful music)

(Farrow tapping can)

- Do you mind?

- Oh, sorry.

- What did he do?

Your brother?

They're going through a lot of trouble

to set him up, what did he do?

- He did his time.

10 years.

- Oh, there's got to be more to it than that.

- Oh, yeah.

275 grand more.

Charlie specialized in banks.

Big banks.

But they never found the money.

- Is the money here?

- Nobody knows where it is.

Or even if it exists.

- Your friend seemed pretty sure.

- Who, Gadder?

He's a lunatic, do you think he'd take no for an answer?

- Sammy.

Just remember that I hear every word.

You don't want her chastised, do you?

A pretty scene, nice and normal.

- Well, you know, your brother,

he's being set up.

- I don't know.

He's a sure boy, Charlie.

He's had us under wraps all these years.

- So he may come along, look round and go away.

- Yeah, he could, do.

- Where does that leave us?

And your wife?

- Tea up, gentlemen.

(Doc snoring)

- Total oblivion.

Oh, there are times that I envy people like him.

- Snakes up the walls, shakes in the morning?

- Dropping out.

No cares, no worries, no responsibilities.

- Come on, that's what we're paid for.

- We're paid to prevent crime and apprehend criminals.

And here we are out on a limb,

trying to save one bad boy from another bad boy.

Might be better for society if we let them get together.

Let them have it off and then scoop up the survivor.

- That's immoral.

- Yeah.

- Not a bad idea, just the same.

Except...

- [Super] Yeah?

- Well, from what I've heard about Charlie,

he's hard, yeah, but only to his own kind.

He was never violent to the public or us.

One of the old school.

- We must arrange a meeting for you two sometime.

A nice little get together, talk over old times.

Mm.

He's a thief, Turner.

He's a crook.

A transgressor against the law of the land.

- Yeah, but not a bad guy, just the same.

You're worried about him.

- I'm worried about Gadder.

One of the new school.

The public, ask anybody who gets in his way.

He'll cut 'em down like scything wheat.

(dog barking nearby)

(Carrie moaning)

- Shut up.

Where is he?

What's keeping him?

- He'll be here.

(crashing)

(dog barking)

- (snaps) Sammy.

What was that noise?

Out the back?

- It was foxes.

- Foxes?

- Well, yeah, you're in the country now,

you know, we get foxes, rats, all kinds of vermin.

- Freddie, give me a shooter.

Check round the back.

(owl hooting)

Go out the front.

(bell ringing)

(suspenseful music)

(grunting)

- Do you know what I think?

(dramatic music)

- You know where this leaves us, don't you?

- No, where?

- Well, don't you see?

We know his name, we know who he is.

Did you think they're gonna leave us around to tell--

(Gadder tuts)

(dog barking nearby)

(suspenseful music)

- No, sir.

I'm staying here until we hear something more.

Well, I'm in this area, it makes sense.

Draperies, too?

And Gadder?

Gadder, sir.

Yes, it is a new development.

I agree, sir, a nasty one.

All right, sir, I'll keep you informed.

- They all right, Jeff?

- Having a cup of tea.

- Yes?

- Uh, Wilson, sir, Constable Wilson.

- Oh, yeah, we can see you're a constable.

Must be your uniform.

- [Turner] Detective Superintendent Dexter,

I'm Sergeant Turner.

- What do you want?

- To report, sir.

- To report what?

- That there is nothing to report, sir.

- Oh, that's very nice, isn't it, Turner?

- Well, I've been all around the area, sir,

all the people and places I know.

Nothing unusual, sir.

- Oh, crime a bit slack around here lately, is it?

No rapists or murderers or suspicious looking

characters hanging about at all?

- Well, there was one, sir.

- Oh, yeah?

- Kind of a hippie type, sir.

- Oh, they're the very worst, Constable.

They conceal Tommy guns in their guitar cases.

And even the music they listen to is criminal.

- Well, according to my judgment, sir,

he was a suspicious type.

- Oh, wearing a mask, was he?

Carrying a kit of safe breakers tools?

- No, sir.

He was wearing a watch that was at variance

with the rest of his appearance.

- Oh, at variance, do you hear that, Turner?

- Yes, sir.

His clothes were torn and poor, sir, very poor,

but his watch was expensive.

Now, ordinarily, I would have made further inquiries, sir.

But as we were after bigger game,

I leant on him a little bit and left it at that.

- What kind of a watch?

- It was a wristwatch, modern,

rectangular face, light brown background,

modern numerals, and the strap and the case

appeared to be gold.

- [Turner] Yeah, it was.

- Well, I couldn't say for certain it was.

- Farrow.

- What makes you think it was him?

- Ah, it can't be anyone else.

That watch is like his signature.

- Farrow?

Yeah, he said that was his name.

- Where did you see this hippie?

- Oh, just down the road, sir, at Sammy's place, sir.

That's a filling station cum snack bar, sir.

- Anyone else there?

- Two or three other customers, sir,

seemed to be respectable kind of people.

- Your car outside?

- Yes, sir.

- Right, let's go and have a look at this place, Turner.

- Farrow's one of our boys, undercover.

He's been on Charlie's tail ever since he left prison.

- Here, do you know how to keep an eye on sleeping beauty?

- Oh, I think I can manage that, sir.

(Doc snoring)

(tense music)

- Tosher!

Freddie!

Tosher!

- [Farrow] (laughs) This is a laugh, isn't it?

You were supposed to be setting Charlie up.

Who's the sitting duck now?

- Oh, shut up.

- [Farrow] Charlie's calling the tune now.

- I said shut up.

Sammy.

Sammy.

Come here.

Come here.

Come on.

Turn round.

(tense music)

(clattering)

Charlie?

Do you hear me?

I've got Sammy.

Do you hear me, Charles?

(sirens approaching)

- I hear you, Gadder, keep it very still.

(gun fires)

(women screaming)

- [Sammy] Charlie!

(sirens blaring)

Charlie!

- (mutters) Sammy, boy.

I picked him up and left you in the clear.

- Oh, you'll make it.

Can somebody get a doctor?

- Wilson.

- [Turner] I'll get him in the car, come on then.

- [Wilson] All right, ambulance coming over.

- [Farrow] Stay alert over there, copper.

- Now, listen, Charlie.

Where'd you put the money, hmm?

Come on, Charlie, the money.

- You're not going to believe this,

but I don't know where it is.

- Hmm?

- You see it was my brother, here,

Sammy, what hid it.

He's the only one who knows where it is.

Go on, Sam, tell the nice gentleman.

Ain't gonna be no more use to me.

- You hear him.

- It's about a mile away.

There's a...

There's a derelict farm.

It's got... (sobs)

It's got a big barn.

And it's up in the loft.

(Charlie laughs)

In a milk jug. (sniffles)

(dramatic music)