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Hi.

Good trip?

Overnight all alone in a stent.

Okay, I only asked.

500 grammes.

I missed you.

Your place or mine?

Hmm, how about yours, Virginia?

Though I don't think your wife would approve,

would she?

Did you miss me?

Hmm.

Hmm.

More than that, surely.

There's three telexes and a couple of cables

to go.

I've left notes and there's some letters on

the machine.

It's a bore, but they've got to go

out tonight, okay?

Well, I'm glad you missed me, in our

stent.

You'd miss anybody in our stent.

Got the boss himself this week, eh?

Shut that off.

What's the matter?

Don't you remember the sixties with Pleasure and

Joy?

No.

Where were you?

In the nick.

Well, how's business?

Rocketing.

500 grammes.

Is that all?

Or don't we pay you enough?

Okay.

Mm-hmm.

Happy?

Hmm.

Sure.

Hmm.

I feel good.

Glad to be back.

Another assignment over.

I hate those trips.

We've made love most satisfactorily, thank you, sir.

Now it's time you returned home to your

poor, neglected wife.

Oh, getting the push, am I?

See you in about a minute.

Oh, Ken.

Oh, you walked in.

Changed everything.

So why are you still with Annie?

Oh, it won't be for long.

Annie's, well, she needs time.

Just as soon as she...

Ken, either go home to her or don't

talk about her.

If Dave chooses your whatnots, you'll get 20

,000 from my pocket.

Woo!

Off you go, Dave.

Wave your whatnots, wave your whatnots.

I'm sorry, darling.

Usual late panic.

Urgent consignment of machine tools had to go

out tonight, I think.

Didn't Lillian cope?

No, Lillian's had to catch up on some

correspondence.

She's only just got back herself from abroad.

You've been without her?

Yeah, a couple of days.

Poor you.

How did you manage?

You're always saying how indispensable Lillian is.

How quickly she's learned all there is to

know about the business, how bright she is,

how pretty.

Annie, love, please.

Or was she your urgent consignment?

Go on, Ken, admit it just once.

Admit it.

What's for supper?

Why don't you answer me?

Look, Annie, once and for all, as far

as I'm concerned, there is nothing but a

working relationship between me and Lillian.

She is my secretary.

You're the one who's obsessed with her, not

me.

OK?

Now, please, can we eat?

I'm hungry.

It's been a long day.

For me, too.

Yes.

Yes, sir, that's correct.

Well, I think we'll be leaving by about

noon tomorrow.

Yeah.

OK, sir.

All right.

Bye-bye.

Ah, thanks.

Ken?

Mm-hmm?

I've met someone else.

He's, um, unmarried, and he's my own age,

and he...

Wait.

What about us?

What about our plans?

Well, they weren't real, were they?

Just dreams.

Yes, they were.

I meant every word of it.

I mean, think about the risks we've taken.

I have.

And I don't want to take any more,

Ken.

I don't want that money.

I don't want a life set up on

money from kids killing themselves.

It was the only way.

Besides, you'll never leave, Annie.

You know you won't.

I promised, didn't I?

Just as soon as we got enough money

together...

It's taken too long.

I'm sorry.

And I found someone else.

I'm sorry.

Well, what am I supposed to do, huh?

Just accept it?

That's it?

It's all over?

Goodbye?

I do love you, Ken.

Oh, yes.

And I've waited.

Couldn't just drop everything, could I?

I mean, I don't like this drugs business

any more than you do, but I did

think that it was worth it, Lillian, for

you.

You did it for me?

Well, of course I did.

Or was it for Annie?

Well, I have to think of her too,

yes.

There, what did I tell you?

But in the meantime, you go off and

you find this other bloke.

I mean, what's he gonna do for you?

He doesn't have to do anything.

He's free.

And he says he loves me, and I

think he does.

Oh, terrific.

What's wrong with that?

You can't just walk out on me.

That's what's wrong.

I told you, you'd change my life.

Let go, you're hurting me.

You tell this bloke.

You tell him that you're coming with me,

and that we're gonna do it.

Well, it isn't true.

You're fantasising.

I'm not.

I'm telling you how it really is, what

we planned.

No.

Yes, you're mine.

You can't be anybody else's.

I don't belong to you.

You bloody well do.

You slept with him.

Ah!

Well, was it good?

Where?

Ostend, was it?

Better than me?

Was it better than me?

Different!

Argh!

I wouldn't hurt you guys.

I just didn't want to lose you.

Lily.

Lily.

Oh, no.

Oh.

Oh, no.

Jaguar E-Type Series 3, 2 plus 2,

powder blue.

What's-a going on, George?

What's-a going?

Uptick.

Left her bloody motor locked and all.

Well, you gotta get on.

Oh, me and all.

Don't make no sense.

Morning, George.

That the vehicle?

That's right.

Can't move it.

Yeah, stupid bit, just left it.

Her handbag's in there and all.

That's the rummin'.

Must-a got off the way she came.

Right, we'll get it shifted, then I'll see

if that's been reported missing.

PHONE RINGS Yeah.

Speaking.

You have?

Already?

Morning, Inspector.

Is that Mr Johnson, owner of the car?

Morning, sir.

Everything in working order again?

Seems so, sir.

Sir?

Did anyone else have keys to your car,

Mr Johnson?

Well...

Your wife, for instance?

You are married, sir?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

No, my wife has her own car.

Driving licence, sir.

Oh.

Lillian Brett.

Name mean anything to you, sir?

Yes, yes, it does.

She's my secretary, Miss Brett.

Oh, she is, is she?

Yes.

Johnson's Air Services?

Yes, that's my firm.

And you allow Miss Brett the use of

your car?

Well, I have done, on occasion.

On the firm's business, of course.

Yes, Mr Johnson?

Well, she's on holiday.

She told me that she was going to

Southampton to see her mother.

How long has she been on holiday?

Oh, a couple of days.

Since Monday.

Well, perhaps she's come back.

Oh, I don't think that's possible.

Well, her mother's an invalid, you see.

Very demanding.

Er, excuse me.

This, er, this person that took my car,

did you see her properly?

Well, I...

Can you remember what she was wearing?

She was wearing some kind of uniform.

Hair hostess kind of like, er, red colour,

with a black coat on.

You didn't get a close look?

Enough.

Anything like this?

Yeah.

Yeah, could be.

Yeah.

But you can't be sure?

I could be.

Yeah, I'd say that was her.

Yes.

Right, thanks, that's all for now.

We'll be in touch if you need more.

Right, chap.

So, we shall endeavour to bring charges against

Miss Brett.

Have you any idea of her mother's address

in Southampton?

No, I'm afraid not.

Oh, doesn't matter.

We'll just save time, that's all.

But we'll get it, don't worry.

Er, may I take my car now?

Oh, yes, of course, by all means.

But we'll keep the handbag.

Should Miss Brett contact you by any chance,

you'll let us know at once, won't you?

Yes, yes, of course.

I suppose you'll be treating her as a

missing person, then?

There's no evidence for that, sir.

Is there?

Well, no, no, of course not.

It's just that I took the handbag and

then my car.

Found these, sir.

I just shut down the side of the

road there.

Oh.

Same key ring as your secretary, Mr Johnson?

Er, yes.

Lillian bought them.

As a joke.

A sort of office joke?

Yes, sort of.

Lillian.

Right, keep us posted, sir.

If we get any further information, we'll be

in touch.

You'll do the same for us, I'm sure.

Well, at least you got your car back.

Mm.

That's the main thing.

She told you she was going to Southampton.

Yes, she did.

I always knew she couldn't be trusted.

But you wouldn't listen.

We don't know anything.

I do.

I think you're well rid of her.

You're not going to take her back, are

you?

Not after this.

Oh, no.

I don't know.

Well, maybe she's not...

you know, quite stable.

Mentally.

But I'm glad you've told me everything.

That's it.

25832?

Yes?

Who's that?

How dare you ring here?

How dare you?

Who's that?

Who?

Who do you think?

Her, of course.

Lillian.

She said you told her to ring.

What's going on, Ken?

What's happening?

Nothing.

I...

I don't know.

I'll get it.

Hello?

Who is this?

It's Lillian, Ken.

Where are you?

At home.

Wondering how you are?

No.

It's her or me, Ken.

It can't be you.

Don't be silly.

Of course it is.

No.

You...

you went to your mother's.

Well, I'm back now.

Are you ill?

I do wish you'd let me call the

doctor.

No.

I feel a lot better.

I'm fine.

Up half the night?

Must be a stomach bug, I think.

You go back to bed.

What time will you be home?

Well, shopping, hairdresser, late-ish, half past one,

say?

Well, there's a couple of things I've got

to do at the office.

No.

You look after yourself for once.

Promise?

Suspect leaving now.

Lillian?

Morning, Mr Johnson.

Puzzled, sir?

Her new boyfriend phoned us.

He said he was worried.

And so was Lillian's sister.

It seems she didn't say anything to them

about going to her mother's in Southampton.

But she did say she was afraid of

breaking it off.

And what you might do.

Sir.

It's all right.

You don't have to.

She was the one that took my car?

Yes.

And phoned me last night.

That's right.

It all worked rather well, sir.

I didn't mean to kill her.

You'd better tell that to her sister.

You're Lillian's sister?

Yes.

Sylvia Brett.

Unlucky for you, sir.

Police constable Sylvia Brett.

Police constable Sylvia Brett.