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Do you know what happened to my magazine I had here?

Uh, I think the man behind borrowed it.

"I waited six years on this plane. Six years."

"The whole world has changed in that time."

"And I hope that love and a woman ... haven't."

"In one hour, we'll be in London."

"I one hour, I'll know."

New York flight 970 has landed.

You see that man moving up now? He was standing right next to him when it happened.

Franklin Prior? ─ Uhuh.

Sorry to hold you all up like this, but this is rather an unusual event we've had take place.

Yes, I know. I wonder if I could make a phone call?

We'll try and arrange that as soon as possible.

I'm afraid everyone on that place will have to speak to the police first.

Are you here as a visitor Mr. Prior? ─ Yes.

Here for a couple of months this time.

I see you've been in England before, then?

This passport doesn't show it. ─ I was during the war.

Oh I see. I expect you'll find that things have changed a bit now.

Yes, I guess they have.

Is this right? You're a construction engineer?

Yes.

Right.

Now I've stamped your passport for three months.

If you want to extend your visit or conduct any business.

You'll have to apply to this address.

After you've had a word with the police, they'll clear you through customs.

We're sorry for the delay. ─ Okay.

May I have your passport sir?

Thank you.

Franklin Prior? ─ Yes.

Will you come this way.

Sir, this is Mr. Prior.

Inspector Braddock. ─ How do you do.

Oh yes, you were standing with the man when he was shot, weren't you?

Yes, I uh, just asked him for a light for my cigarette

I heard a kind of a thud, and he folded up in front of me.

Notice nothing else?

Nope.

Did you see him on the plane at all? To talk to him?

Well, I think he was sitting in the tail section. I was up front.

I see.

I'll be with you in a moment.

You didn't hear the murdered man mentioned by name?

Nope. What was his name?

I don't know.

He had a passport didn't he? Identification?

Yes. None of it checks. It was all expert forgery.

We found a letter on him addressed to a "Kendal Brown".

So temporarily we call him "Kendal Brown".

Mr Prior.

I understand you tried to leave the building after your group had been quarantined.

Uh yes. I was expecting someone to meet me here.

When they didn't show up, wanted to find out why.

A lot of other people were in a similar position.

All the visitors were notified of the circumstances.

Well, I'm sorry.

Where can we reach you if we want to talk to you again later?

Well I don't know where I'll be staying.

I uh, wrote my friend to make a reservation for me at a hotel, but ..

.. as I was saying, the friend didn't show up.

Well, can we get hold of you through your friend's address?

I guess so. ─ May we have his name?

Her name is Miss French.

It's uh, number 7, Malvern terrace.

Seven?

M-A-LV-E-R-N.

Hmm.

Thank you Mister Prior. If you go through there, the customs will look after you.

I uh, wonder if I could make that phone call first, please. Huh?

Yes ... you can use that one over there.

Just lift the receiver and give the operator the number you want.

What were you saying to him?

Nothing sir.

".. Give me Flaxman 5483 please."

"5-4-8-3."

I've checked the photograph taken from the dead man's pocket.

Hmm.

It's taken at a bad angle as far as the number plate is concerned.

The only thing we can be certain of is the make of the car.

Any idea who the girl is? ─ No, sir. I wish i did.

I see what you mean.

Well, this won't help us to find out who Kendal Brown was.

Well, sir, we've checked the records but no such person seems to exist.

Thank you. That's all we needed to make the case perfectly simple.

Alright, you can go.

Don't you want to know the address? ─ What address?

The house in the background.

It's South Hill Street, Chelsea.

Not far from the river.

You sure?

Oh yes sir. The architecture is unmistakably Edwardian, with alterations.

They're mostly flats nowadays, but this one here, is number 39.

Number 39. Alright, thank you.

Come on Cameron, come on. ─ Where are we going sir?

South Hill Street.

Try it again for me please. There should be somebody there.

[ phone rings ]

[ phone rings ]

[ phone rings ]

Hello. Miss French's residence. ─ Hello. Miss French there?

No I'm sorry. She's not.

Would you know if she went to the airport this morning?

Did she leave any message?

Will you be there for a while?

I see ... well thanks.

Sorry to trouble you, madam. We're from Scotland Yard.

Scotland Yard?

Just making a few inquiries. We hope you might be able to help us.

Oh yes.

Do you ... recognize that lady?

Yes.

Does she live here?

No, but she used to be a visitor about a year ago.

Do you know her name? ─ I'm afraid I don't.

You haven't seen her recently?

Well, as a matter of fact, she was here twice this morning.

Oh. What for? ─ She was wanting to see Mr. Brown.

Mr. Kendal Brown? ─ Yes, he's got a room on the first floor.

I see ... well do you mind if we take a look?

No. Come inside.

Excuse me.

Get inside!

Would you follow me please.

This is it.

He only has the one room.

Keeps it pretty tidy, doesn't he? ─ Oh Mr. Brown's a model lodger.

Theatrical? ─ No, not that I know.

How long has he been with you?

Oh, he's been here about 18 months now.

Nothing wrong, I hope.

Do you know much about him?

No. He might be a traveler.

He's been away this last week. Expected back today.

Married? ─ I don't think so.

But uh .. ─ Yes?

Well, the lady in that photograph you showed me. She's been here quite a lot.

But that's almost a year ago.

Do you know anything about her? ─ Afraid I don't.

You don't know her name? ─ No, I'm sorry.

I don't think Mr. Brown would like you going through his things.

That's alright Mrs. Vance.

This "Helene", who is she? ─ I don't know.

I never was one for shows.

Right, I don't think we need to keep you any longer. We'll just take a look round.

Very good. I suppose it's alright.

Well, I don't think there's much we can do here.

This Kendall Brown seems to be too anonymous to be natural.

What do you think of this, sir? ─ Hmm?

"Helene Castle."

"All my love forever. Helene."

Do you think that's a clue to follow up, sir?

A pretty flimsy one.

I'd say very flimsy sir.

Inspector. Look at this.

What?

Isn't that the car in the photograph?

He hasn't come back yet ... the police are in his room now.

They asked about you.

The police?

Would you like to have a word with them?

No.

Come on Cameron, quick. ─ Right.

I heard you come down the hall Miss French. You have a visitor.

Go upstairs Cynthia.

Frank! ─ Hello Pauline.

Oh Frank!

Oh I can't believe it ... I can't believe it.

I gave up hoping I'd ever see you again.

That I'd ever be holding you in my arms like this again.

Oh, it's been so long.

I didn't know you were ... here.

When did you get in? ─ A few hours ago.

I wrote you in my letter what time I was going to arrive.

Ohh.

Oh then you ..

.. you didn't get my cable? ─ Yes.

You told me you'd meet me at the airport.

Yes, but I sent another one later.

I was so sure it would arrive in time.

You mean: not to come?

Yes ... but it doesn't matter really.

It was just some personal matters and I thought that perhaps later I could ..

Oh darling.

You must have been terribly disappointed I wasn't there to meet you.

Come!

Tell me everything.

Everything I haven't heard for the past six years.

How are you? What's going to happen?

Tell me everything.

Well, it looks like I made a mistake. You didn't want me to come, did you.

It's not that, it's just that... now.

No, it's very simple to go back. I haven't unpacked yet.

Matter of fact, I haven't even got a hotel.

Oh don't be silly, Frank.

I can't tell you what I felt when I got your first letter.

Do you know it went through three chances of address.

So many things have happened since you left.

Too many.

But you look just wonderful.

Just as big and strong and as attractive.

Do you know, this is the first time I've seen you out of uniform.

Same here.

Hi Captain!

At ease Sergeant.

Do you still do the same things? Besides acting I mean. Do you still fly?

Oh just occasionally.

You still race?

Well not much with planes now. I got interested in speedboats a little while ago.

I bought myself a motor launch.

What a girl!

You know, I'm getting older.

I doubt if I'll be able to keep up with a speed girl anymore.

Oh, I'm much more sensible about it now.

From planes to cars to boats. That's slowing up don't you think?

I see you're still the same old dead-eye.

You got quite a few more new cups here.

The fellows in the outfit used to kid me about going around with a girl who could ..

Out-shoot Annie Oakley!

Don't worry darling. I haven't shot one of my boyfriends for a couple of years now.

Hey, speaking of shooting.

Do you know what happened out at the airport this morning?

A fellow was shot and killed just after we got off the plane.

Were you there?

Was I?

I asked him for a light for my cigarette just before he got hit.

I was standing right next to him. You want to hear all the gory details?

No thank you. I've already read them in the papers.

Yeah, I'll say Scotland Yard was there.

He was done from a distance by a sniper of some kind, huh.

Hey, it must have been.

We'd better get going ... hey beautiful!

Snap into it, huh.

After we find me a hotel I want to take you to that uh..

.. that Greek restaurant in Soho that we both used to like so much.

Alright. I'll hurry.

Take your places for a feast of magic from the mystic East.

First a feat you've seen no living man do and only one surviving wizard can do.

That one, I hardly need to add, is me.

And here's a chest with not a thing inside.

I show it thus.

And close it thus.

A magic pass. Hey presto!

And what do we see?

Me!

Every night I'm tightly tied in this attitude. Undignified.

In the process I've grown fond of this real necromancer with the build of the one.

But oh, is he going to notice me?

When he's so busy doing what .. comes ... supernaturally.

Hey Presto!

All he ever says to me is "Hey Presto!" Folks go wild and applaud.

I have my dreams but it seems I'm completely ignored.

Yes?

Is Miss Castle in the theater?

Yes, but they don't allow visitors during the show.

We're from ... Scotland Yard.

Oh ... Oh Scotland Yard?

And uh, you want to see Miss Castle? ─ Please.

Well, she's just beginning her act.

Is there somewhere we could wait?

Yes ... Tommy. ─ Yes?

Show these two gentlemen from Scotland Yard into the wings will you.

They want to see Miss Castle.

Sure. Follow me, gentlemen.

Scotland Yard. Nobody got killed, did they? ─ Yes.

Oh.

Oh I was poor and I was down, when Harper's show blew into town.

They needed an assistant, I heard.

I went and told this mystical joke.

I give my own right down for the work.

And he took me at my word.

All he ever said to me is "Hey Presto". He's so formal and smart.

Always polite, but you might, think he hasn't got a heart ..

All he ever says to me is "Hey Presto". I give up in disgust.

I need a soul who has a wholesome capacity for lust.

With all our secrets to share, we'd make a wonderful pair. A perfect bow.

But if he made me his wife, he'd spend the rest of his life ..

Pinning bolts all through my mettle.

All he ever says to me is "Hey Presto", my heart aching and sick.

Each little flick must be strict so I'm quick to obey ..

"Hey Presto" and I'm here.

Watch her disappear.

Oh Helene, these two men want to see you. ─ Later.

But they're from Scotland Yard. ─ Just one minute.

Just on minute.

Hey Presto! ... Helene!

All he ever does is holler "Hey Presto!" all day.

Hey Presto!

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Quite alright. We enjoyed watching your act.

Oh good.

This is my partner Harper LeStrade. ─ How do you do.

These gentlemen are from Scotland Yard.

Scotland Yard? Why, is anything wrong? ─ I don't know.

No. We just want to talk to Miss Castle.

I'll see you later.

My dressing room is this way. Won't you come along?

Thank you.

So sorry.

I suppose you want to ask me about Ken? I've read the papers.

You knew him, then? ─ I'm his wife.

But don't let that worry you.

Ken and I have been separated for so long that we are almost on speaking terms again.

I see. How long have you been separated?

Oh, about three years.

We saw each other sometimes.

We finally became quite civilized about our differences.

In fact, he came to a show a few weeks back.

You don't mind if I change. ─ Oh, no, no. Do ..

Do ... we're not in the way.

You're alright. I've done this before in public.

Without a screen. ─ Quite.

You don't know what your husband has been doing lately I suppose?

No.

Do you know of anyone who might have wanted to get him out of the way?

No, but I'm not surprised that he should have ended up like this.

You know the days were full of excitement when he was a pilot.

He did what we "show-people" call a ... "double act".

His partner was ... trouble.

But you can't tell us what sort of trouble it was, this time?

If I had to guess, I'd say the other man's wife.

Oh ... like that was it?

Do you ... do you happen to recognize this lady?

Yes, that's his latest.

What's her name? Pauline French.

Pauline French, the actress.

Now who did I hear mention that name recently?

Oh you know her ... she's all the time in the papers.

Drives, shoots, skis, flies. Anything that moves fast and makes a lot of noise.

Did you find this on Ken? ─ Yes.

I see.

From what you say about your husband, those two must have got on well together.

Well? Very well.

Well thank you Mrs. Brown. ─ My name is Ann Castle.

I beg your pardon. Miss Castle. You've been a great help.

Oh there's just one thing. They'll want to identify the body.

I imagine that as you're his wife they'll want to get in touch with you shortly.

Well they can always get me through the theater.

Thank you. Goodnight. ─ Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

What next sir?

Well, you can do what you like. You're young. I'm going to bed.

What about Pauline French, sir? ─ She'll keep until tomorrow.

Did you find her alright, sir? ─ Yes, thank you.

Goodnight gentlemen. ─ Goodnight.

Well, you've seen everything from Land's End to John o'Groats. What's next?

Anything I say? ─ Anything you say, darling. Your day.

Okay, I'll tell you what. Let's just stay on the Thames until we hit the sea.

Cross the Channel, land on the coast of France.

Build ourselves a hut out of driftwood, spend the rest of our lives alone together.

No city. No people ... and no past.

Just us.

What a wonderful, beautiful dream.

You know this is a pretty sturdy boat. I bet you could cross the Channel in this.

Don't tell me you've never tried it?

What do you mean?

I mean I know Pauline French. If nothing stops here ... she goes.

Oh-oh. ─ What's the matter?

No petrol. We've been doing too much site-seeing.

I knew we should have filled her up before we left.

Well, the worse that can happen is that we just keep on drifting.

Personally, I can't imagine a better way to spend my time.

I think I'd better call someone from the shore.

Ahoy!

Hello. ─ Hello there.

What's wrong Miss French? Trouble?

Yes, we've run out of petrol. Do you think you could tow us in?

Certainly Miss French. ─ Thank you.

Well, that's alright. We'll be in in a minute.

You knew him, huh?

Yes, he works for the people who look after my boat over there.

Good thing we didn't drift too long.

I've got a lot to do for the party tonight.

\Oh that's another thing. I don't understand why ..

Darling, I'm sorry. It's something I arranged weeks ago.

Anyway, it will give you a chance to meet some of my glamorous leading men.

Yes, I'll love that.

Anyway, I want to be able to show you off.

You mean that?

Anything else I can do Miss French? Is this alright for you?

No. Just put enough in to get her across to the dry-dock.

I think I'll overhaul her, and put her up for sale.

Selling your boat, huh?

Yes. It's really much more trouble than it's worth.

Looks like a pub.

They look after the boat for me.

It's open now. How about a drink? ─ No, really, I must get back.

Hello Miss French. Saw a boy tow you in up the river.

Yes, we ran out of fuel. ─ Well come and re-fuel in here.

Have a bitter, on the house. ─ We're in a terrible hurry.

Oh Jonas, I want you to meet a very good friend of mine from America. Mr Prior.

From America! Pleased to meet you Mr. Prior. Very pleased indeed.

Can I have a word with you in private just for a minute? Excuse us.

Frank. I have to see someone inside for a minute.

Okay. ─ Come inside Mr. Prior.

Come in and have a quick one. No need to wait out there.

Hello Miss French. We've missed you dear.

Yes, I've been very busy.

Wasn't it horrible news?

Yes ... could I have a whiskey, please.

Yes dear.

What would you like Frank? ─ I'll have the same, please.

Right you are.

Keep mine warm for me, will you? I'll be back in a minute.

American? ─ That's right.

I can always tell. ─ You can, huh?

Miss French is pretty well known around here isn't she?

Yeah, she's a lovely person.

Did they take care of her launch back there?

We get all sorts here. All the common old river characters.

Then the ladies and gentlemen like Miss French who keep their boats with us.

Excuse me.

Sorry about that darling. Just some trouble about the boat.

What made you decide to sell it all of a sudden?

I just had enough of it, I guess.

Let's sit down, huh.

They say that you've put the launch up for sale.

Yes.

Is it in account of what happened to Hayward?

No. Of course not.

I don't think I want this.

Do you mind if we go, Frank? ─ Alright.

Right at the airport too! In front of all those people!

Shocking news. Shocking. You never ..

The uh, barmaid in there was .. ─ We must get a taxi.

She was talking about Kendal Brown wasn't she?

Yes.

You knew him then, didn't you?

Yes.

Why didn't you mention this to me yesterday?

Was there any need?

You must have known him pretty well. You came here often with him, didn't you?

Didn't you?

That's right.

Is that what's been bothering you?

Is that what you're holding back? ─ Look Frank.

You left here six years ago.

Since then I've lived my own life. No strings. No ties.

It's just that if there's anything wrong, I want to help.

There's nothing wrong and I don't want any help.

I just want to be left alone. Don't you understand that?

I just want to be left alone.

Taxi!

Hey, mister!

Hey mister ... mister!

Cynthia, please. Do you mind. Don't keep the phone occupied. I want to use it.

Certainly ma'am, I'm just finishing.

I'll see you tomorrow George.

Thank you.

Have we got enough glasses and drinks and everything?

Yes, madam.

Good. Oh and would you bring me up one of your headache powders, please?

Certainly.

Hello.

Would you put me through to Mr. Prior's room please.

Yes ... yes, I see.

Yes, I would like to leave a message.

Ask him to ring Miss French as soon as he comes in.

Yes ... thank you.

Not there, ma'am?

No.

[ doorbell ]

It's alright Cynthia. I'll go.

[ doorbell ]

Coming!

Miss French?

Yes.

Inspector Braddock. Scotland Yard.

Oh.

Yes? ─ May we come in?

Well ..

Alright.

Thank you.

I ... I hope it won't take too long. I'm expecting rather a lot of people.

So I see. Well, I'll try and make it as brief as possible.

We would have chosen yesterday, but, you were in such a hurry.

What do you mean?

Did you know ... Kendal Brown?

Yes.

You've read the papers?

Yes.

You were great friends, weren't you?

I knew him.

But uh ... quite well?

Quite well.

Did you often visit him?

Yesterday was the first time in a long while.

Who took this photograph, Miss French?

He did.

Where did you find this?

It was found on the dead man.

Oh.

I didn't think he still carried it around with him.

Funnily enough it's the only picture I've ever liked of myself.

He gave me the negative.

I had it enlarged.

Yes.

This is very good.

Are you sure that you haven't had anything to do with Kendall Brown recently?

No ... we met occasionally, to have drinks.

But that was just for old-times sake.

But you had some important business to discuss with him yesterday, didn't you?

You called on him three times.

Three times?

The landlady says you called twice before we arrived.

The third time you came ... you found we were there.

You left rather fast.

I felt lonely. I ..

.. wanted to see someone so I ..

.. went to him.

Is that all?

Yes. That is all.

Miss French ... if you think very hard and try to help us ..

.. perhaps, we in turn, could help you.

In what way?

Oh, don't know.

We ... have been known to be helpful to some people.

This is a murder case Miss French.

Alright Inspector, I'll try and help you.

But just at this moment I am in a hurry. I've got people coming and ..

.. I have a headache.

If only you could have come earlier .. ─ We tried earlier.

You were out all day.

Were you with Franklin Prior?

How do you know?

Am I being followed?

No Miss French.

No. It's a curious coincidence. Mr. Prior was at the airport at the time of the shooting.

He gave us your address to contact him.

It was ... a coincidence.

Wasn't it?

Yes, he's a friend of mine. A visitor.

And I would appreciate it very much if he were not involved in any of this.

I understand ... but uh ..

Just in case we do want to contact him ..

.. is this still his address?

No. He has a hotel now. The Sussex.

But you won't?

No. We won't.

I tell you what Miss French.

You think over everything you can tonight, and then you call us tomorrow morning.

Perhaps you will have thought of something by then. Will that be alright?

Yes Inspector.

I'll call you tomorrow. ─ Good.

May we have the ..

Thank you Miss French.

Good day.

Did you see the young one ma'am?

Wasn't he ???? ????

Something wrong, ma'am?

Did I say something?

Oh Cynthia ... Cynthia.

No, I'm ... I'm just being silly.

People will be here in a minute.

And we must hurry. We've got a lot to do.

How do you do Mr. Prior. Sorry to keep you waiting.

That's alright. ─ Come in won't you.

Take a seat. You remember Cameron don't you?

Yes, hello. ─ Good afternoon, sir.

Well now, we'll be brief Mr. Prior.

We want to talk to you about Pauline French.

We hope you will cooperate. ─ Well, I'll try.

Let's start from yesterday morning, at the airport.

I'd like to go in to this matter of a somewhat unusual coincidence.

I presume the person you expected to meet you there was Miss French?

Is that assumption correct? ─ Yes.

And to the best of your knowledge she failed to arrive?

She didn't.

I take it you know that Miss French was on intimate terms with Kendal Brown.

And that connection remained unbroken until yesterday.

Well.

It's possible that Miss French was at the airport you know, and you didn't see her.

You realize that?

No, I didn't realize that.

Kendal Brown was shot by an expert at a considerable distance.

You know that Miss French is very good with a rifle, don't you?

Yes.

We have to think of everything.

For instance, we have to ask ourselves.

Whether it was a simple coincidence ..

That you stopped Kendall Brown to get a light for your cigarette, just by chance.

Or whether that was a ruse to keep him still for a moment, so that he would be a better target.

That's absurd.

It probably is.

But that's just the sort of the thing one thinks about on this kind of job.

Isn't it sir?

Do you know any of Miss French's friends or acquaintances?

I haven't seen Miss French for six years. Until yesterday.

I'm afraid I won't be able to help you gentlemen very much.

The cartridge case of the bullet that killed Kendall Brown..

.. was found in the grounds of the airport.

Now I'm to tell you something rather curious Mr. Prior.

Near that cartridge case was a number of footprints which showed..

An uneven distribution of weight.

Associated with them was a series of indentations in the ground which ..

.. could have been caused by a walking stick. Or a crutch.

That seems to ring a bell Mr. Prior.

No. I uh, I was just curious.

What do you make of it?

During your past two days with Miss French.

Did you see, or did you hear her mention any person of her acquaintance ..

.. who was crippled or who might have used some such walking aid?

Well, uh, as a matter of fact ..

[ phone rings ]

Hello?

The man we have covering Kendal Brown's house ..

.. has picked up a taxi driver called Henry Stone.

What was he doing? ─ Waiting for the dead man.

You'd better bring him up. ─ I'll be right down.

What ... oh she is?

Yeah, I'll be right along.

Take that into forensics on your way back.

You see? Wheels never stop.

Well, Mr. Prior, you were saying?

Oh yes, I was saying, as a matter of fact.

Miss French is giving a party later on this afternoon.

So that I might meet some of her friends.

If uh, someone shows up using a crutch, I'll let you know.

Good. Do you know anything about Kendall Brown? Who he was?

Nope.

He's a man with a very bad record.

I don't like to say this but ..

It doesn't speak well for Miss French that she had any connection with him whatsoever.

His Police history is a very nasty one.

There are charges against him for smuggling.

Charges for bigamy. In fact all sorts of trouble with women.

You're a visitor to this country Mr. Prior. We want you to enjoy your stay.

If you could be persuaded ..

.. not to have too much to do with Miss French until this matter is cleared up.

I think you might avoid a lot of difficulty.

Alright thank you.

Oh, excuse me a moment.

Mr. Stone? ─ Yes, sir.

I understand you were outside number 39 South Hills Street.

It's a regular call of mine, sir.

You could have knocked me down when the copper told me he was a gonner.

Why were you so surprised?

Well, he was fit enough a couple of weeks ago.

I understand it was all in the papers too.

You drove him a couple of weeks ago?

I drove him nearly every week sir.

See, like I'd take him down to the river and then bring him back again.

He's a shipping-man or something. Does his business down at the Spread Eagle.

Where?

It's little pub down by the river, sir.

Do you happen to keep a record of these trips?

Oh yes, I've uh, got them here I think, sir.

Yes, this is it.

Yes, here we are.

I see you've got today's date here Mr. Stone.

Yes, that's right sir. I was to take him today to the Spread Eagle.

I see.

Would you like to make up your fare to the Spread Eagle?

Well ... I wouldn't mind, you know.

Good. You can take us down there and show us around.

Wait here a few moments. ─ Yes, sir. Thank you.

Well, Mr. Prior, I think that's all for you.

We've checked you very thoroughly.

We know you're alright, but we'd like you to stay that way.

London's a big and interesting city. Why not look at it on your own for a bit?

You're through with me then, huh?

Yes, thank you very much.

Thank you.

Evans ... Franklin Prior is leaving the building. You'd better put a man on him.

Where's Cameron?

Well, tell him to get rid of her. We've got a job to do.

I think you'd better tell Mary to wash up some more glasses.

Yes ma'am.

Pauline. Thanks so much for the invitation.

I say, did you here about Baby here? She's got the part.

Only publicity so far. My own of course.

When do you start rehearsals Pauline?

I don't know, George keeps changing his mind.

Why don't you two speak to those producers over there? Do yourself some good, hmm?

Cynthia, I have to go out now. I don't know for how long.

Right now, ma'am? ─ Yes, nobody will notice.

Let them all have as much to drink as they want.

What if Mr. Prior calls?

I don't think he will.

Not fair, using two hands. ─ I said I'll do it my own way.

I don't mind about your legs, but I'm mad about ?????

Thank you.

Oh Mr. Prior, I'm so glad you came. Miss French is just going out.

Where is she? ─ Upstairs in her bedroom.

Careful you idiot. You'll fall. ─ I did this when I was four years old.

Oh, you're nice. You saved my life.

Jump.

Oh my hero! ─ Do you mind old chap. That's mine.

Well, take better care of her.

Stout fellow. ─ You should have let her fall.

Frank.

Darling ...I've just ..

What's wrong? ─ My police escort.

I have to get out of here.

Where are you going? ─ Oh darling, I ..

I tried to telephone you this afternoon to explain but ..

I think I must ask you please don't try to stop me now.

Go ahead. It doesn't make much difference whether I stop you now anyway.

The police will do that.

What for?

Because they think you're involved with the murder of Kendall Brown.

But that's fantastic. ─ Is it?

The police are at the Spread Eagle right now.

That man that you were talking with today. The one who walks with a crutch?

They've got linked with the actual shooting.

How do you know all this?

I had a special invitation from Scotland Yard.

They advise me to stay away from you, and keep out of trouble.

Frank, please. ─ I've waited too long and come too far.

You've got to tell me what all this is about.

What do you want to know?

I want to know what you're hiding from me.

What's separating us?

Who was Kendall Brown? Why was he killed? What have you got to do with it?

And this limping man, who is he? ─ Frank, I can't.

Yes, you can. You can.

Don't you understand? I don't care what you've done in the past.

The important thing is us, now.

Pauline ... I'm not going to let you shut yourself off from me any longer.

Pauline.

Alright.

When ... when you left.

I was desperately alone.

I wanted to forget.

Nothing was too wild or too crazy to try.

Including ... Kendall Brown.

He was attractive ... and mysterious and ..

And I fell for him.

It's as simple as that.

Is that it?

No ... there was more.

We did dangerous and ..

.. I thought, exciting things together.

We used my launch to pick up contraband from ships in the channel.

I did the navigating and I didn't ask questions.

It all seemed to be part of a thrill that I needed.

But I didn't know how many other things apart from alcohol smuggling was involved.

Or how rotten he was ... until later.

When I found out ... I left him.

That was ... a year ago.

Go on ..

Well ... he didn't want it that way.

Foolishly I'd written letters that talked of everything we'd done together.

He used those letter to get money from me.

Then two weeks ago he said I could have them all back.

For two thousand pounds.

That was where I was going to collect them, when I met the police.

Well then, your problem is over. He's dead.

Yes.

But he has a wife ... Helene Castle, a singer.

Now she has the letters ... and she wants the money.

She was the one who sent the man to the pub to find me this morning.

My maid told here we'd gone to the river.

The limping man?

Yes. I don't know what all the fuss about him is.

He's only the stage door keeper at the theater where she works.

That's where I've got to go now.

To ... buy back my past.

It all sounds very sordid and ugly, doesn't it?

That's the way it is, Frank.

Blackmailing can go on-and-on you know. Why don't you go to the police.

Wouldn't it be better that way?

No Frank.

If those letters were published, don't you see what it would mean?

Horrible publicity ... humiliation.

Perhaps even jail.

I could never work again.

I couldn't face anyone ... even you.

Especially you,

That's why I must go through with this.

There's no other way?

No other way.

Isn't there any way out of this building besides the front entrance?

Yes, I'm going down through the kitchen to use the fire-escape.

I'm going with you.

No Frank, you're not getting involved in this affair. Frank please ..

Come on.

What are we going to do?

Come on.

[ breaking glass ]

Will you have a sandwich?

[ Television gunshots ]

A sandwich? ─ Thank you.

TV: "Okay Joe, get on with it."

Don't tell mummy, please.

Tell her what?

She gets awfully angry if we look at the mysteries on television.

Look here, you go to bed and go to sleep, huh.

We won't breathe a word of it to your mother.

Will you have a sandwich? ─ No thank you.

You don't have to stand there you know. There's some seats over there.

No thank you. ─ That'll do. Thanks.

You've missed a bit. ─ Oh?

Billy Jones went to the nightclub owner's apartment.

The diplomat was there. He was dead, with a knife in his neck.

Bruce ????? The other fellow, that left the tobacco tin.

That's the only clue we've got so far. That's where we are now.

[ door buzzer ]

Oh thanks.

Did anyone come in here just now? ─ Why yes. Lots of people.

A young couple? We're looking for Miss French and a man from next door.

Miss French and a friend just came in.

Are they still here? ─ Why yes, she's sitting over there.

Oh they must have gone out.

Where'd they go? ─ The police?

The people who were sitting here.

In the ... in the kitchen.

Who's there?

Evans sir. ─ Did anyone come down here?

I didn't see anyone sir.

That man, there! Do you work here? ─ Yes sir.

Did a couple of strangers pass you just now?

No sir. I just came down from putting this car away. Is that alright?

Yes alright.

Come on.

I couldn't care less what you tell all the girls.

Or who you are seeing, or give you love too.

My heart's now agreeing to no more distress. I couldn't care less.

George.

Oh, hello Miss French. Uh, she's on stage at the moment, but she left you a message.

She said, would you wait in the wings.

But you didn't say yes when I asked you to stay. Of course I confess.

The words like pain. Well, more. I couldn't care more.

I will always be here. Careless I guess, when I listen to each word.

This is the start of the world for me.

I couldn't care less if you go away.

When I asked you to stay, of course I confessed.

But I stayed once more. I couldn't care more.

Hello.

Come along with me.

Where are we going?

You want those letters don't you?

Yes.

Have you got what you're supposed to give me?

Yes ... in here.

Where are we?

Just backstage.

Are you afraid?

What is that?

The great Pauline French is frightened?

????????

That's the prop for the magician.

You wait here, I'll be back.

Jimmy ... take care of the doors for me for a moment will you.

There's ... something downstairs I want to collect.

Right-oh.

Actually it's quite easy for me to do this.

Because we've been connected with the rope business for so many, many years.

There was an ancestor of mine ... they showed him a rope trick.

He won't be here tonight.

He's hanging around somewhere I guess.

Say the magic word "Abracadabra"... and you see we've done it again.

I'll do it again.

Alright.

Hello Pauline.

Of course it must be a shock.

Oh, I'm not a ghost. Here ... feel.

Not ... dead.

It sounds a little as if you wish I were.

I'm overcome.

What do they say ... "the reports of my death were greatly exaggerated"?

Well, aren't you glad to see me?

An ex-good friend is still among the living.

Don't waste any more time with her, Kenny. I've got to get on the stage.

For my last curtain. ─ No, wait!

Are you worrying about staying alone with him?

I should do the worrying.

Well ..

How are you, my darling?

Don't start that now, Ken. ─ Don't kill me Pauline!

Not me ... not Kendall Brown. Remember? Us .. remember?

Alright Ken.

What do you want?

Well, that's a little better.

Now listen ... first, I don't know any more than you do.

About this crazy idea the police had.

Identifying me with the man who was shot.

It just happens that ... I don't mind being dead for a while.

Particularly that is ... it solves all of my problems.

The man who was killed had my photograph on him and ..

.. letters addressed to you and other .. ─ Oh I know who he was alright.

I made a couple of deals when I was in Mexico.

I left some things there and he was bringing them back to me.

He was a bad boy and somebody was out to get him.

I got the benefit ... he got the bullet.

And the man identified the body.

My man's been very good ... far better than I deserve.

That's true love Pauline.

I wish I had it from you.

Ken, I've got the money. Please give me my letter.

It's not just that simple.

What else?

I've got to get out of England.

And it's pretty obvious that I can't get onto any plane or ships that I want to.

You've got to help me and you're going to.

No. You can't get me involved again.

You said you wanted me out of your life, didn't you?

Oh, you don't know how much.

Well, here's your chance.

Tonight I want two things.

First, transportation to get me away.

A little extra cash to help me get started on the continent.

I want you to take me across the channel in your launch.

When we get to the other side, you can give me the money, I'll give you the letters.

And I'll be out of your life all together.

That's it ... it's easy, isn't it?

You don't understand.

Yes, but I do.

You're an actress with a career.

You ... want to build up a life for yourself.

Maybe with ..

With some nice clean-living man who doesn't know too much about ..

.. about your past, with me.

You know Pauline ... your letters were wonderful to me.

But everybody might not look at them that way.

You were too frank, too uninhibited. And too good a writer.

And then our little escapades on the river.

And probably the customs officials wouldn't understand those.

You see, I've got nothing to lose, and I don't care if they do come out.

So I've had sets of Photostats made.

An original to the police. The copies to the newspapers.

They will be posted tonight if anything unfortunate happens to me.

But if you help me get across the channel ..

.. I'll give you all your letters when we get to the other side.

Unless, of course ..

You want to stay on the continent. Okay, we'll forget that part.

You leave me on the coast of France and your future is assured.

Oh, it's worth it, isn't it? It's your whole future.

Brown! No .. no.

Help ... help!

Great! I didn't want anybody to know I was around, especially an old fool like this.

What have you done to him Ken? ─ He'll be alright.

I'll get him out of here.

You remember our agreement? The letter?

I remember.

Oh, I'm looking for the blond girl who came in here a few minutes ago from outside.

I'm sorry sir, I've only just come on.

Well, Helene Castle. I wonder if I could talk ..

Sir! Gentleman wants to see Miss Castle.

I can't find her myself. Not in her dressing room. Haven't you seen her?

No sir.

Well, It's very important. I've got to find her.

You've got to find her! What about me? She's due in two minutes.

Yes! You have anything for me? ─ Where have you been?

My name's Prior. Miss French asked me to meet her here.

Who?

Pauline French. Where is she?

I don't know what you are talking about.

Let me go! ─ Now please sir.

I know she was here and I know what she came for.

Now, where is she?

I don't know you.

Will you send the comissionaire to the stage door at once please.

You can't stop the show!

You're staying here until I get an answer!

Prior!

Who do you want?

Alright. I can see him.

People aren't allowed back stage like this.

Scotland Yard.

Scotland Yard?

Thank God you are here inspector.

This man is mad. He's holding up the show. I have to get on the stage.

Please inspector, the show!

Leave her along Prior. ─ Listen inspector.

You listen to me, Prior. I want you to keep out of this.

You've obstructed an arrest already. Miss Pauline French?

Ask her. She knows.

Miss Castle?

I don't know where she is but I have to get on the stage.

Can I see you after the curtain?

Please inspector, the show! ─ I'm telling you, she knows.

Alright Miss Castle, go ahead. ─ And hurry, hurry! Please!

Do you mind if we wait in the wings?

Very well. Anywhere inspector, but just keep quiet.

No, Prior! You're coming with us.

You stay at the stage door. You've got a couple of men for the front.?

Yes sir. ─ Alright, get them round here.

The police are here. Did you bring them?

No, I swear.

I've got to get out of here. You know where to bring her.

But I am missing my curtain.

Stay with her, and follow in a few minutes.

We're wasting time, you know.

Mr. Prior, you may thing you're helping us, but we don't. What's the hold-up?

Miss Castle should be back on stage by now.

Miss Castle didn't go to her dressing-room sir. Her finale costume is still there.

Who's on the stage door? ─ I am.

Where's the stage-door man? ─ He took his crutch and went downstairs.

Did you say "crutch"?

Yes, he's got a bad leg. He always uses one.

The limping man!

Prior!

Take the curtains up! Curtains!

Prior! What's the idea?

I think this is your limping man.

He's in a bad way. Very bad.

Let me down there! Let me down.

Pauline, are you alright?

You know how this happened?

Yes.

She's lying. We were together. We didn't see anything.

Kendall Brown's alive. He did it.

She doesn't know what she's talking about. He's dead.

I identified him.

When we check an I.D. we don't rely on one person.

That's why we're here.

Better get an ambulance for this man.

Alright Cameron. Come on, take him up onto the stage.

Yes sir.

Boy! Tell our man at the stage door to stand by.

And I want to see all theater personnel on stage.

Right sir.

Anyone go through that bar store in the last ten minutes?

No sir ... Oh yes, George. ─ George?

Our stage door. He went through with his hat and coat on.

Stage door?

Cameron, phone the chaps at the front and tell them to stop anyone with a limp.

Yes sir.

You wait on stage for the others.

The balcony.

Frank!

[ gunshot ]

Frank!

Oh, I'm sorry I ..

Did I wake you? I wanted to return your magazine.

Can you fasten your seatbelt please. It's time to land now.

Can you fasten your seatbelt please.

Can you fasten your seatbelt please.

Hi Mr. Prior. Didn't she show up yet?

No she hasn't showed.

Don't worry about it.

Have a good time in London.

Frank! Oh, Frank!

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