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My room or yours?

I can't, sorry.

Business.

Liar.

Business.

I could use your wheels though.

Why?

What on earth for?

I need to be mobile.

We'll catch up with this later.

All right.

Just make sure.

Later means soon.

Mr. Sandley will be very pleased with you,

I'm sure.

Fingers crossed, sister.

Morning, sister.

Good morning, Mr. Sandley.

Who's first?

The priest's always here.

Ah, yes, good.

You've had a busy morning.

Would you like some tea?

After two appendectomies and a gallbladder, why not?

Right.

You really

have done extraordinarily well, you know.

You mean you have?

Not at all.

You've made a remarkable recovery.

Splendid.

I don't think there's any need for you

to come and see me again.

You saved my life.

I suppose you still refuse to take a

fee.

Yes, so please don't mention it again.

But for you, I'd be dead, Mr. Sandley.

I only did what any surgeon would have

done.

You're very badly smashed up.

We just patched you together, that's all.

You make it sound routine.

So no fee?

I've never taken one yet.

I work for the National Health Service, which

pays me a very fair wage, so thank

you, you know.

I told the emir of my father you

were a saint.

Nonsense.

I make good men, ma'am.

Eh, sister?

Apparently, when my father saw the accident report,

massive internal injuries and all that, he wept.

Yes, I'm sure he's very fond of you.

Yes, yes, he is.

I warned him you'd refuse a fee, so

he said in that case, why not a

small gift?

Well, provided it is small.

Oh, it is.

He says in his eyes, my life is

without price and nothing on earth can replace

it.

I will repay you adequately for saving it.

This is simply a present for your next

birthday, as it were.

Look at it, please, Mrs. Sandy.

Good gracious me.

Is that what I think it is?

Of course, a diamond.

Not especially large, but the colour's good.

Pure.

Well, I couldn't accept a present like that.

Not a diamond.

You must be quite valuable.

I've occasionally accepted the odd bottle of decent

wine.

I must tell you something, Mrs. Sandy.

Nobody refuses a gift from the emir.

It would be a terrible insult.

But it's never been done.

Oh, dear.

Well, you are making it rather awkward for

me, aren't you?

Not at all.

Just take it.

Please.

Not just for my father, but for me,

too.

Oh, I see.

Princes are almost as sensitive as emirs.

Sometimes more so.

Oh, dear.

I do feel very embarrassed.

All right.

It is beautiful, isn't it?

Do thank the emir for me and tell

him I'll treasure it always.

My father won't be in the least offended

if you sell it.

Oh, I don't think I'll sell it.

It's too beautiful.

Good of you to wait, James.

A pleasure.

Did he accept the sparkler?

Had to persuade him.

Never met anyone so unworthy.

You're wasted on him, isn't it?

You wouldn't say so.

His wife would like it.

Could be.

Coming back to college?

No.

I said I'd wait here for Jane.

Ciao.

Hello, William.

You got a licence for that thing?

Ah, sit down, Mr. Sandy.

So you are a surgeon at the Cambridge

District Hospital.

It's a very fine hospital.

I have reason to be grateful to the

Cambridge.

Chest.

Now, what can we do for you, sir?

Well, I've been given this job for a

long time.

This diamond is a present.

I'd like to know just roughly its value.

Why do you do that?

Is it all right?

I'm looking at the colour.

We always do that first against a fold

of white paper.

And preferably against a northern light.

Oh, I see.

I didn't think it had much colour.

Oh, but it has, Mr. Sandy.

It's a wonderful colour.

In fact, this is the finest D colour

that I've ever seen.

D in the trade means the very best

quality white.

In some places, it's called a river.

Mainly in Scandinavia.

Now, a layman would call this a blue

white.

It doesn't look very blue to me.

Oh, but it is.

The purest white always contains a trace of

blue.

Now, think of the blue bags back in

the old days in your mother's washing boiler.

They made the clothes whiter.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

This is a loop.

A jewellers' magnifier.

A ten times loop.

And with this, any imperfections will be revealed.

Ooh.

Oh.

It's flawed, is it?

Yes, well, rather a relief.

Mr. Sandy, this stone is flawless.

Oh.

The quality's superb.

The cutting's very fine indeed.

Not modern, though.

Definitely not modern.

There are too many facets.

But I should say that this stone has

been in your friend's family for several generations.

It's superb.

Approximately how many facets would there be on

it?

Fifty-eight.

You know exactly?

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

And what do you imagine it might be

worth?

Oh, I never imagine in this business, Mr.

Sandy.

No, no, no, of course not.

But in round terms.

Oh, what round terms, eh?

Stone this size, decolour.

Oh, in the trade, say, 20,000 pounds

a carat.

In the shops, double that.

40,000 pounds.

Shall we see what she weighs in at?

Hmm?

Yes.

Yes, I thought so.

15.23 carats.

15.23. That means?

That means, Mr. Sandy, 300,000 pounds in

the trade, double that in the shop, 600

,000 pounds.

And if you were an American, you would

say that you were looking at a million

dollars.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Betty?

Robert, you're

late.

Yes, I'm a bit late, aren't I?

You haven't forgotten we're going to the Renshaws.

No, I haven't forgotten, or maybe perhaps I

had.

I thought I'd take Margaret some jam.

Good, yes, very good.

Robert, what's happened?

There's something the matter.

Something rather strange.

I think you'll like it.

You've been made head of surgery.

No, it's stranger than that.

A bit early for drinks.

I don't think I've ever seen you quite

like this before.

You're all red in the face.

You're sure it's good news?

Well, I think it is.

I'll let you be the judge of that.

Well, come on, tell me what it is.

What's that?

Oh, Robert, it is beautiful.

It is, isn't it?

Oh, it's lovely.

What do you think it's worth?

Oh, a lot.

It's bound to be, look at it.

Take a guess, how much?

Oh, I really have no idea.

Well, quite a few hundred.

Try again.

You mean it's more?

It's quite a bit more.

Quite a few thousand?

Would you be pleased if it were worth

quite a few thousand?

Well, of course I would.

Is it really worth quite a few thousand?

Another sip of sherry.

Robert, tell me.

It is worth very probably five hundred thousand

pounds.

You're joking.

You're not joking.

Half a million pounds.

Half a million pounds?

I don't believe it.

You realise what this could mean, of course.

We can get Diana and Ian out of

that horrible flat.

We can help John with his medical bill.

And you can have a really good holiday

at last.

Oh, darling.

Oh, aren't you clever.

Oh, after all these years.

Oh, you really do deserve it.

Have you decided where you're going to hide

it?

Well, yes, somewhere in the house.

Well, yes, but where?

Well, somewhere where no one would think of

looking if there were a break in.

The teapot.

The teapot?

No, they always look there.

The same goes for the sugar or anything

like that.

They shake out everything.

What about under the azalea?

No, it's not a hundred percent.

It might get knocked over.

I know where.

Where no one would ever, ever think of

looking.

In here, of course.

What freezer?

In an ice cube.

Invisible.

What a clever girl.

Now, first one in front.

Right-hand side.

Right-hand tray, okay?

Brilliant.

You're a genius.

And a double locket.

Oh, absolutely.

You leave the light on upstairs.

Yes, of course.

There we go.

So professional, James.

Shut up.

Get your hands off me.

So where are we going on our holiday?

Crete.

Palace of Festus.

Turkey?

And China to see the terracotta army.

All right, China too.

We could drop in on the Emir while

I'm on the way.

All right.

Absolutely nothing.

I found a drink.

My God.

Cheers.

What on earth?

You said to check everywhere.

Yes, I know I did, but not this.

Gin, vodka, or whisky?

Vodka, please.

Did you look under the mattress?

Yes, of course I did, under every bloody

mattress.

They must have taken it with them.

You're hopeless.

I'll go.

That stone could have set me up.

Bastard.

He paid off everything.

The bank, that bloody booking.

Damn it.

I thought you drove rather well, darling.

Almost as well as you slept.

Well, it was a good Claret, wasn't it?

1975 was a very good year.

Not as good as this year's going to

be.

Fold the door.

Oh, we left the radio on.

Now, tell me about this half million pound

diamond.

You say it was in the fridge?

We put it in the ice tray.

We'd only just been given it, you see.

I see.

Well, it only had it valued this afternoon.

Do you think someone could have known about

it?

Maybe, maybe not.

Drink all your booze, did they?

Well, pretty much all of it, yes.

Typical.

Lads like these, only two things in their

heads.

Drink and destruction.

You mean they didn't come here to steal?

Doubt it.

Well, surely they did.

Now, if they were thieves, they'd at least

have nicked your TV sets, right?

No, yobbos.

Animals.

Rubbish.

Now, let's begin at the beginning, sir.

This diamond.

It was insured, of course.

Dr. Haddock.

Sister Wiley.

Did you hear about Mr. Sandy's braking?

No, really.

I hope they've pinched that frightful old bicycle

of his.

Thank you.

A nice bit of gums for you, sister.

Ten to one, it's a piece of chicken

bone.

They play hill with a mucosa.

Don't be so filthy, sister.

I've had quite enough of this for one

day.

Will you finish it off for me, please?

Right, I'll serve it up.

I've got a meeting.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Mind the pint.

A piece of costume jewellery.

Part of a necklace, I suppose.

How did a girl get to swallow something

like that?

It's really sharp.

Doesn't it sparkle?

Perhaps it isn't just glass.

Perhaps it fell out of her tiara.

Oh, we'll soon find out.

Good Lord.

Does that make it a diamond?

It really is.

Yes, it's a very big diamond.

Wow.

Hey, sister.

Wow.

If it is a diamond, it belongs to

the patient, doesn't it?

She was jolly glad to get rid of

it.

Finders keepers.

Who is she, anyway?

Jane Chaney, aged 18.

St Matthew's College.

Large obstruction, upper small intestine.

Patient has no recollection of swallowing anything unusual

on Saturday night.

Blood test revealed excessive alcohol.

She must have been drunk to swallow.

And she knows nothing about it.

Stop it.

Must be worth a small fortune.

I suppose it must.

So we'd better send it to the lab.

The lab, Sister Wyman?

We're going to have a bit of fun.

Bit of fun?

Do it ourselves.

Yes, well, this looks like a very fine

diamond.

Very fine indeed.

Would you mind if I just take it

into the back room and examine it more

closely?

Of course, Mr. Gould.

And weigh it.

Mr. Sandy, have you by any chance lost

that diamond?

Yes, I have.

Yes, it's been stolen.

Well, two people stole it.

Two people have just brought it into the

shop.

You send for the police and I'll keep

them talking.

Right.

Thanks, Mr. Gould.

You found it where?

I said in someone's stomach.

In someone's stomach?

I see.

It's true, Inspector.

This girl had swallowed it.

This is all your fault.

Come on, I said it was only a

joke.

You meant it, you said finders keepers.

Now look, you two, I think you should

give me some...

Ah, Mr. Sandy.

I think we've got your property, sir.

William.

Sister, what on earth are you doing here?

Your property?

I'm afraid so.

They were trying to sell it to Mr.

Gould.

Mr. Sandy, I had no idea.

You see, Mr. Gough and I operated on

a young woman.

We found the diamond in her intestine.

When was this?

This morning.

What was her blood alcohol level?

It was very high.

Inspector, I think you'd better question the patient.

Apparently the girl broke into the house, got

drunk, and swallowed the diamond by mistake.

But where is the diamond now?

Where's the what, darling?

Oh, the diamond.

Oh, well, let's just say, drink your vodka

on the rocks carefully, darling.