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KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

- Mr Beardmore?
- Yes?

The Right Reverend,
the Lord Bishop of Winnipeg.

My dear sir.

How very nice to see you again.

I received your medical notes
only this morning.

This is Sister Johnson, my constant
travelling companion these days.

Well, I trust you had
a comfortable journey, sir.

I must say, I'm somewhat surprised
that your medical advisers in Canada

allowed you to make
such a long journey

in view of what they told me
of your cardiac condition.

Well, I have an extremely important
convocation here in England.

And, of course, I'm naturally
delighted at the opportunity

to consult you again
after all these years.

I assure you, sir, it's my pleasure.

Well, what's your reading
of those notes, Mr Beardmore?

I'm told the flesh is weak,
but just how weak?

Well, first of all, Bishop,

I should like to examine you myself.

That is, of course,
when you're sufficiently rested.

Well, I have an important
appointment in Lambeth

in, er, half an hour.

And I feel quite rested.

Oh, well, if you'd care
to step this way, sir.

Take off your top, erm... vestment.

Ah, there we are.

THEME MUSIC PLAYING

WOMAN ON PA: 'Pan African Airlines
announce the arrival

'of their flight number 583
from Cairo, Khartoum,

'and Salisbury, Rhodesia.

'Passengers should proceed
through Customs

'to the arrivals lounge. Thank you.'

- Have a good trip, sir?
- I haven't been away.

I'll be meeting someone
off the plane.

The Reverend Harbottle?

You know the vicar?

I don't think so.
What are you doing with his luggage?

I thought you
and I might have a look through it.

Won't the vicar have
something to say about that?

He's not in a position to.
He's been taken into custody.

- The vicar?
- The vicar.

He's apparently been
rather a naughty boy.

What a lovely pair of boots.
I wonder if they'd fit me.

- Now, just a minute, Steed...
- Perhaps you'd like them.

They're real leather.
- I was called out of a hot bath

and told you were
held up at Customs.

Hmm, is that what they said?

Oh, is that how they keep them
stiff in transit?

Isn't that clever?
Careful, it's heavy.

What on earth has he got
in here as well?

Turn it upside down.

Hey, Steed.

It's all right.
He won't be needing it again.

These are .38s.
HE CHUCKLES

I don't suppose
he wears it like that.

Oh, it cuts the Adam's apple
something awful.

Where's the gun that goes with them?

Just what I'm looking for.

"Hymns, Ancient And Modern."

Look at this.

Hmm. Must be another
part that goes with it.

There we are, one long-nosed Luger,
authorised version.

- Who is he?
- The Reverend Harbottle?

Well, according to my information,
his name is Sacks.

He's also known as
the Vicar of Ndola.

And he runs the biggest protection
and extortionist racket

in white Africa.

He's also reputed to be a member
of Bibliotek.

What's Bibliotek?

It's a kind of Commonwealth mafia.

And it's run in exactly
the same lines.

What a dirty cassock.

A doll.
- Hey, may I see?

- It's a Simon & Halbig.
- Eh?

Simon & Halbig, they're the makers.

A German doll about,
hmm, 1890, I'd say.

You're very knowledgeable,
you know, Mrs Gale.

I used to collect them.

Head's a bit loose, though.
It needs restringing.

Oh, poor girl.

It's a tricky job, not many
people can do it these days.

Wonder what the Reverend Harbottle

was doing with a doll?

Temporal comfort.

Hmm. No, he's got
his hot water bottle for that.

Hey, will you hang onto it?

I don't think
he'll be needing it for a while

until we find out
what he's come to this country for.

Oh, and you might keep that
at your flat for some time.

I've got an appointment
on Harley Street.

What for?

The most appalling dizzy spells.

Oh.

Call you a porter, miss?
HE CHUCKLES

DOCTOR: Take in a deep breath.

Right in. That's it. Hold it.

Expand the diaphragm.

Now, breathe out slowly.
JOHN EXHALING

Slowly.
JOHN EXHALING SLOWLY

That's it. Empty the lungs.

Fine. Now, tell me if you feel this.
- JOHN: Ow!

DOCTOR CHUCKLES
Good.

Well, your reactions
are quite normal.

Just slip your jacket
on again, will you?

Er, dizzy spells, you say?
- Sort of, yes, doctor.

But no actual pain?

Well, a kind of vague
unrelated pain, yes.

Oh? Unrelated to what?

Unrelated to the, erm,
to the dizzy spells.

HE CHUCKLES

Yes. Well, I think we can put it
down to, erm, overwork, Mr Steed.

What exercise do you take?

Chemin, bezique,
and a bit of baccarat.

Ah.

It could also be lack
of fresh air, hmm?

That'd be quite possible, yes.
The polo season's over, you see.

Well, I don't think
you've anything to worry about.

Your heart's perfectly strong.
Well, that's a great comfort to me.

Er, perhaps you'd care
to come and see me again.

Oh, exactly a week's time?

- Certainly.
- Right.

Get this made up yourself
at the chemist.

I know it's a little
unethical to inquire

about a fellow patient,
but how is His Lordship?

His Lordship?

- The Bishop of Winnipeg.
- Oh, you know the bishop?

My aunt's first cousin.
I heard you were treating him.

Yes, he does consult me

on the rare occasions
he's in this country.

I saw him in here the other day,
as a matter of fact.

A friend of mine was saying so.

Heart's a bit dicky, isn't it?

I'm treating him
for a cardiac condition, yes.

- How long will he last?
- Now, really, Mr Steed.

I can hardly discuss that
with another patient, now, can I?

Thank you very much.

It's just that I was going
to be seeing him,

I thought that
I might be able to help.

You might see that
he doesn't over-exert himself.

He needs all the rest he can get.

And if he doesn't rest,
how long do you give him?

Well, Mr Steed, since, as you say,
you are a relative of his,

I suppose it's my duty
to tell you the truth.

If he continues
to ignore medical advice,

he could be dead within a week.

DOOR OPENS
BELL JINGLES

Good morning. I wonder
if you could repair this for me?

I'm sorry, at the moment,
we can't take any more repairs.

We've got about
three months' work in hand.

I'm sorry to hear that.

There don't seem to be many
dolls hospitals about these days.

No, there are not very many.

But I have a list
of them here somewhere.

But I expect I've been
to most of them.

They seem to handle
only modern dolls.

I was told you were
the best people for this one.

An old German doll.
Have you had this long?

No, I only acquired it recently.

Just a moment, please.

Hasek, a lady has
brought this for repair,

a Simon & Halbig.

- Well, can you fix it?
- Yes, we think so.

This is a very interesting doll.
It's nearly 80 years old.

Really?

My husband was wondering
how you managed to find one

in such a good condition.

Only about 50
of this pattern were made.

Then it could be valuable?

It could be very valuable.

- Can you mend it?
- Of course.

- Good.
- If you'll just give me your name.

Mrs Gale.

Though, er, the doll actually
belongs to a friend of mine,

The Reverend Harbottle.

He entrusted such a valuable doll
to a friend?

I'm afraid
he couldn't call, himself.

When will it be ready?

Do you have a phone number,
Mrs Gale?

- Yes.
- We will call you when it's ready.

- Thank you.
- We'll take good care of it.

Yes, I'm sure you will.

BELL JINGLES

The Bible class? Oh, yeah.
Straight through there.

- Oh, thank you.
- I'd better give you the keys.

You having it all over
the Easter holiday, ain't you?

Yes, that's right.

The rest of the school's
shut down for a week, you see.

Don't expect me to come in
and clean out every morning.

The principal never
said nothing about it.

No, it's all right.
We can manage ourselves. Thanks.

What about the heating, then?

Er, would you like me to come in
and stoke the boiler?

No, that'll be all right.

Have a nice holiday.

Thank you very much, miss.

These charities,
they just chuck their money away.

Oh, you shouldn't have
come by yourself, Bishop.

I was just going
to drive over and get you.

I wish you wouldn't fuss, girl.
I can manage.

But you heard
what the specialist said.

And you have three really heavy days
ahead of you.

Now, you sit down here
and I'll arrange everything.

HE GRUNTS

It's been a long time since
I attended a full assembly.

So you must try
not to excite yourself.

Now, I've prepared
a convocation agenda.

And I want it strictly adhered to.

Wouldn't it be better
as a free discussion group?

The first couple of days, I mean?
- Certainly not.

There's far too much
of that nonsense

among the clergy these days.

When the old Bishop of Cicero
was in charge,

it used to be a proper
ceremonial occasion.

And I intend to keep up
the tradition.

Now, after the collection,

we shall open
with my welcoming address.

And then a report from each parish
on the state of funds.

Are you listening?

Yes, Bishop, I'm listening.

On the second day, in the afternoon,

we shall make whatever
readjustments are necessary

in diocesan boundaries.

And then, after the delegates
have had an opportunity

to assess
one another's capabilities,

we shall have the election proper.

I was going to suggest
that you retired

on the final day, Bishop.

To give the delegates
a chance of straightening out...

SHE STUTTERS

..straightening out
any misunderstanding

that may have occurred.

I shall be here
right the way through to the end.

Just as you wish, Bishop.

You're in charge.

That's right.

And I'm not going to
let anyone forget it.

Spring cleaning?

No, but you can help me clear it up.

Who was that character
running down the hall there?

Does he have something
to do with it?

Presumably.
The fellow from the dolls hospital.

Any idea what he was searching for?

Reverend Harbottle's belongings,
by the look of things.

How did he know
where to find you, eh?

I left them my telephone number.

I suppose they got
my address from that.

And checked to see if I was out.

Anything missing
apart from that dickie?

Not as far as I can see.

Well, I suspect
he was checking whether you

and the Reverend Harbottle
were acquainted.

Now that he's found that
your belongings are here,

he'll be satisfied
on that score, wouldn't he?

Is that why you wanted me
to bring his case

back to my place and not yours?

Of course not. No.
Just a matter of convenience.

I've got the spring cleaners in.

You can just move
the Reverend Harbottle

somewhere else.

Ah.

Wonder if the bishop
put him up to it.

What bishop?

The head boss man of Bibliotek.

What is all this clerical business?

I find it easier for travelling.

See, a Customs officer
doesn't look too closely

at a very authoritative character
in gaiters.

Well, they did
when the Reverend Harbottle

came in this time
because we were expecting him.

What is he doing here?

That's what I'd like to know.

It looks like
a gathering of the clan.

Three top members
of the organisation have come in

from various parts of the country.

And more are expected
to be on their way.

Ha! Most of them with about,

well, at least three murders
to their credit

and a crime sheet
as long as your arm.

Well, why are we letting them in?

Want to keep an eye on them.
See what they're up to.

I wish you'd done that
with the Reverend Harbottle.

The Reverend Harbottle
is a very different case.

None of these people have committed
a crime in this country,

but the Reverend Harbottle,

he's wanted for armed robbery
from way back.

I'm surprised he came in at all.
Must be a very important meeting.

What's this doll
got to do with it all?

Ah, thought you might manage that.

You can see where
it's got me so far.

I must be on my way.
I'll be out of town for a few days.

But I'll keep in touch.

And what about all this?

Oh, I'll send my spring cleaners in.

TELEPHONE RINGS
SHE SIGHS

Hello?

Yes, it is.

It's the dolls hospital.

Yes.

Right. Well, thank you
for letting me know.

The doll will be ready
for collection tomorrow morning.

Good. You pick it up then.
How much are they charging?

£20,000.

For restringing a doll?

That's what the lady said.

Name, please?

Harry, Archdeacon of Bangkok.

Right.

Name?

Fingers the Frog,
Vicar of Toowoomba.

Right.

Sid, Dean of Rangoon.

Right.

- How are we doing?
- Well, they're nearly all here.

- Good.
- There's just the Dean of Wanganui

and the Reverend Harbottle to come.
- Oh, well, I know about the Dean.

He was delayed in Sydney
two days ago for a funeral.

- A funeral?
- Unfortunately, it was his own.

Oh.

But I don't know about Harbottle.
He should have been here on Friday.

- Do you want to wait for him?
- No, let's get started.

HE LAUGHS

I must remember
to tell that one to my verger.

Here, did you hear
the one about the...

- And roll.
- ..no?

Odds.

THEY LAUGH AND YELL

Quiet! Quiet, gentleman, please!

Quiet!

Please be seated.

We shall open as usual
with a collection.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks.

I'm sorry I'm late.

The Vicar of Maboti.

You just will not understand,
will you?

It's an extremely
delicate operation.

But you've done it before.

Yes, of course I have,
but it still takes time.

It's quite ludicrous to expect it
to be ready for tomorrow morning.

I warned you it would
be an emergency case.

You said you'd be all set up for it.

Of course, I am.

I still don't see
what the hurry is for.

Look, I'm extremely busy.

You know the convocation
doesn't last long.

And that it must be done
before the delegates go home.

You have got the medical notes?

Yes.

Yes, they arrived this afternoon.

I'll still have to take
several X-ray photographs.

I suppose you realise that.
- You have all night.

All right!

Look, just leave it to me.
I'll do my best.

Now, please, go away
and leave me to do my work.

Won't you need the patient?

Oh, for heaven's sake.

What the devil did you
bring that here for?

You know that side of the business
is usually done at the hospital.

Yes, I know, but Hasek's scared.

He's afraid
we might be being watched.

Oh, dear, dear, dear.

HE CHUCKLES

That's a very nasty
compound fracture.

I have a replacement.

The lady will be calling
at the shop to collect it.

- Oh? When?
- In the morning.

So, you've taken over the parish,
have you?

Why wasn't I informed of this?

It all happened at the last minute,
Your Lordship.

The Reverend Harbottle
received your summons,

was all ready to come,
and just collapsed.

Of course, he always
was subject to malaria.

And he didn't give you
any credentials, Reverend Steed?

Apart from that keepsake there.

We were pretty good friends,
you know.

- What's the serial number on this?
- 13874, Your Lordship.

It's Harbottle's gun.

And how are we to know

it was malaria Harbottle died of,
Steed?

I don't think
it really much matters.

I've taken over the parish.
I imagine I'm entitled to be here.

Yes, I suppose you are.

In any case, it shouldn't
take us long to check

your credentials
with our organisation in Rhodesia.

- Please do.
- Perhaps you'd see to that.

And now, I don't want
to hold up the conference,

so perhaps you'd like to meet
your fellow brethren.

In the second row in the rear,
the Archdeacon of Bangkok,

known to the laity as Harry.

- How do you do?
- Morning.

In the first row in the centre,
Big Sid, Dean of Rangoon.

HE SNEEZES

Still raining out there, eh?
HE CHUCKLES

On the left, Fingers the Frog,

Vicar of Toowoomba.
- Toowoomba?

Yeah. You know, the place
with more pubs to the square inch

than any other town in the world.

In the rear,
the Reverend Garfield Percival,

known to his friends
in the Caribbean as the Coalman.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

On the right, Ricky.

Where you from, Ricky?

- Goose Bay.
- And Mel.

- Hi.
- JOHN: Hi.

Now, perhaps you'd like
to find yourself a seat.

I now declare this assembly open.

What did you say your name was?

Steed?

That's right.

Steed, eh?

You must work with gee-gees then.
HE LAUGHS

- Gee-gees. Oh.
- Gee-gees, get it?

To my close friends,
I'm known as Johnny the Horse.

HARRY: Get away.
HE RINGS BELL

If I can have your attention.

- Very sorry, Your Lordship.
- He's a pompous old lot.

But, er, you have to play along
with him.

- Are you with us, Archdeacon?
- Ta.

Good.

Now, may I open by thanking you
all from the bottom of my heart

for coming here today.

You have crossed oceans,
overcome great dangers,

put aside all obstacles
to attend this conference.

You have answered the call.

And you've answered its fever.

Now, you may be asking yourselves

why I have summoned you here
with such urgency.

That's right, Bishop.
I was wondering about that.

Well, we have, of course,

some administrative problems
to settle.

But chiefly you are here
to resolve something

far more critical.

According to my medical advisers,

I am not long for this world.

ALL CHATTER INDISTINCTLY

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear.

Thank you, gentlemen.

In the time-honoured
tradition of Bibliotek,

you are therefore summoned here
to try to find a successor

to take my place.

My Lord Bishop,
we're all deeply aggrieved

at your unfortunate predicament.
- SID: Hear, hear.

However, in the light
of the situation,

I should like to nominate Big Sid,
a beautiful man...

I'm not taking nominations now.

The new bishop will be elected
by majority vote

after you've had an opportunity

to discuss the matter
amongst yourselves.

And what if we can't agree?

Then your personal property
will be returned to you.

And you'll settle the matter
in the traditional way.

Mrs Gale?

You have arrived early.

I thought I'd pay you
a return visit.

You could have rung the side bell
instead of forcing your way in.

We live over the premises.

You're hardly
in a position to complain

after the mess your husband
made of my flat.

I apologise for that.

He's rather clumsy at times.

But you do appreciate that
we had to make sure of you.

Hasek, Mrs Gale
has come for her doll.

Now, if you would just like
to settle your bill, Mrs Gale?

I like to see what
I'm getting for my money first.

£20,000, Mrs Gale.

The very reverend gentleman
thinks the price is a little high.

It was arranged beforehand.
He knew that before he left Africa.

This is no time to bargain.

I would say
it was just the right time.

After all,
you've done the repairs now.

At least I presume you have.
- I told you over the phone

to bring the money with you.

Yes, but £20,000 in cash
is a little bulky.

I'm not in the mood
for joking, Mrs Gale.

We've kept our side of the bargain.
- That remains to be seen.

You've done your checks,
now I'll do mine.

When I'm satisfied,
I promise you you'll get the cash.

If we don't get
that money by tonight,

you can tell your reverend friend
that he'll be hearing from us.

I'll pass on your message.

IN FOREIGN ACCENT:
Why you let her take the doll?

I didn't want that doll
found on the premises.

It might have been a trap.

You'd better go and see
Sister Johnson at the school

and find out what's going on.

But that's always been mine, Bishop.

Harry will tell you that.
We used to share it, didn't we?

That's right.

He used to control
all that territory

from Hong Kong to Madagascar,

the most to get the rake-off
off the Chinese traders.

Rake-off?

Oh, all right then,
"missionary funds."

But it don't belong to Fingers.

How could it? His parish
don't spread out that far.

- I run the girls, don't I?
- What's that got to do with it?

Well, if I run the girls,
I must have some control

over the territory
I ship them through.

You can't operate it any other way.

You ain't gonna operate
at all round our way, mate.

The vicar must have
access routes, Harry.

But he's pulling in a cool
two million a year on it.

By rights, that belongs to us.

- I'm sorry, Sid, but...
- He's gonna be sorry, too,

when I've finished with his boys.

Well, if you don't like it,
ask the others.

You want me to put it to the vote?

Oh, what's the good?
He's got 'em all sewn up.

Hey, let's ask the Horse. He's new.
Let's hear what he's got to say.

Hey, Johnny?

She's developing very nicely.

Reverend Steed.
You're being asked a question.

Oh, I'm very sorry, Your Lordship.

Do you reckon Fingers
ought to have it?

Er, no, I don't think so.
Who wants it?

Big Sid.

- Big Sid, definitely.
- There you are, see? Big Sid.

Put it to the vote.

No, gentlemen. On second thought,

this is a matter
which the new bishop

can settle when he takes office.

Time is getting short
and we have a number of...

Yes, Steed?
You wanted to add something?

No, Your Lordship. I just wondered
if I could be excused.

You'll all be excused in a moment.

- JOHN: Oh, good.
- I said, "in a moment."

Now that we've resolved
all other matters of estate,

you will go to refreshment

and communicate amongst yourselves

before the voting procedures
begin tomorrow.

Now, go in peace.

Better make sure you keep
your side of the pond.

I said, "go in peace", Reverend.

And I mean it.

Oh, really?

DOOR OPENS

Playtime?

Time to talk.

Ah, brandy balls, my favourite.

Hey, have they got any sherbet?

Sherbet.

Jolly mixture, jelly babies.
Gob stoppers.

Oh, sherbet.
- Thanks.

So, you got that
little girl back again.

Mm, don't know what
I'm supposed to do with her now.

She doesn't look much different
from when she went in.

Notice anything about her hair?

- No, I don't think so.
- Parted on the other side.

Oh, yes, suppose it is.

I'll take her apart when I get home.

Oh, by the way,

I had a friend of yours
on the phone from Rhodesia.

Oh, yes, he was rigging up
a crime sheet for me

in case of any questions.

I asked him to contact you
for any little details.

Well, apparently Bibliotek
has already been checking.

There's one little detail
your friend would like to know.

Who's Johnny the Horse?

Me.

Steed. The derivation is equestrian.

I should have guessed.

Oh, they've done a pretty good job
on her.

But, you know,

I don't know how she's worth
£20,000 pounds.

Oh, don't worry. I didn't pay it.

What did they say?

That you'd be hearing from them.

Thank you very much.

I didn't see any point in parting
with all that money unless I had to.

Look here, I'm sitting
in that classroom with seven gunmen,

all of whom would put a bullet in me
as soon as look at me.

If they found out that I'm tardy
in paying my debts,

that's just what they'll do.

What did you do
with the money anyway?

I deducted £200
for the damage done to my flat.

And I put the rest in your bank.

So, I'm afraid if they push you,

they'll have to wait till the banks
open tomorrow morning.

Well, I certainly hope
they're prepared to.

Look, you go to this address
this evening.

AS Beardmore, Harley Street.

Yeah. He gave me a bottle
of jollop last time.

You might say I finished it
and I want some more.

Oh, yes, how are your dizzy spells?

A good deal worse.

Oh, and tell him I'm waiting for him
to fix me up with some exercise.

CASH REGISTER RINGS

- Have you found him?
- No, I've searched the building.

And he's not in the playground
with the others?

Nobody's seen him.
I don't like this, Bishop.

I didn't trust Steed
from the minute he arrived.

But he's been checked.

I got a telegram back from Africa
an hour ago.

He has a record going back
to when he was nine years old.

In fact, he seems
a better man than Harbottle.

I only wonder that he hasn't been
brought to my attention before this.

But that's what I mean.

Well, you know
what Harbottle was like.

Jealous of his position.

Typical of him to keep
a good man like this down.

Well, I'd feel happier
if I knew where he was.

He should know the rules
even if he is new.

I'll bring that
to his attention very sharply.

And now I'm... I'm tired. I...

I'd like to get some rest
before tomorrow.

Of course, Bishop.

Johnny.

You rotten cheat.

You were supposed to hand that in.

I was gonna offer you a brandy ball.

Oh, no, thanks.
They give me horrible toothache.

Listen.

Sid and I want
a quiet word with you.

Psst.

- They've gone.
- Good. Come on.

Shut the door, Harry.

Well, what's it all about?

The new bishop.

Sid and I have got one
or two ideas about the election.

Oh, you're thinking of forming
a voting bloc, eh?

It's quite usual.

Who's your candidate, Big Sid?

Well, it's not that we're trying
to fix it to get Big Sid in.

We just want to make sure
we keep Fingers out.

What's his voting strength?

He's got a lot of the boys
tied up with his bandit racket.

But, er, that don't mean to say
they're all gonna vote for him

when it comes to the crunch.

We reckon he can pick up
about half the votes

as things stand now.

That's not counting you, Johnny.

Anyone else likely to get in?

No. It's either gotta
be Fingers or Big Sid.

All right. What's your proposition?

You know what the job is worth,
don't you?

JOHN: I wouldn't like to guess.

The bishop picks up a million a year
in membership alone.

That's apart from
his personal rackets.

Job is worth about three and a half.

What are you offering for my vote?

Hundred grand a year if I get in.

All right, then,
I'll give it a thought.

You think about it
the right way, Johnny.

We might throw in a few of Finger's
clip joints in Singapore.

But you'd have
to get rid of him first.

But, er, we'd give you a hand.

Wouldn't it be cheaper
to just rub him out?

- The bishop wouldn't like that.
- The bishop isn't any too well.

Even if he was on his last croak,

he can still move his hands
faster than you could, old sport.

How do you think he got this job?

I'm glad to see you're back, Steed.

Maybe you'd like to tell me
where you've been.

Yes, Sister,
I had some business to attend to.

There's a rule at all assemblies
that nobody leaves the premises

until the election
has been declared.

Oh, I'm very sorry.
I just didn't know that.

You do now.

Where do we sleep, then?

Here in this room.

- What? All seven of us?
- All seven of you.

Huh, sounds like fun.

- It is.
- Yeah.

Why didn't Mr Steed
come personally, Mrs Gale?

I'm afraid
he's not feeling too well.

Oh, dear. I am sorry.

If I'd known,
I'd have called on him.

Hope he's not doing
too much running around.

No. Somehow he manages
to get me to do that for him.

Really?

HE SIGHS
I feel I must tell you, Mrs Gale.

I knew the Reverend Harbottle.

I treated him the last time
I was in Africa.

Oh, I beg your pardon. Cigarette?
- No. No, thank you.

Ah...

- You were saying?
- Hmm?

Ah, yes, the Reverend Harbottle.

He didn't have malaria.

That's interesting.

So, you see, Mr Steed's story
wasn't strictly true.

Maybe malaria was a euphemism
for something else.

- I find that rather disturbing.
- Why?

I'm wondering whether
Mr Steed is going to prove

a worthy successor
to the previous vicar.

I'm sure he'll do his best.

Yes, but he doesn't seem to have
done too well so far, does he?

I mean, Harbottle
usually paid his debts.

So does Steed when he knows
what he's paying for.

And that's something else
that disturbs me.

Steed doesn't seem
to have been too well briefed

before he left for London.

- Maybe there wasn't time.
- I hope that's the reason.

Mr Beardmore,
shall we come to the point?

What exactly is Steed's
brief supposed to be?

HE CHUCKLES
Yes, well, now, you see,

you've put me in rather
a difficult position.

Either Mr Steed doesn't know
what he's here for,

in which case a lot of people
have been wasting time and trouble.

Or else he does know
and hasn't confided in you.

Well, while you're pondering
on that,

will you, er,
write the prescription?

After all, that is what I came for.

Yes. I suppose I'll have
to take a chance, won't I?

Unless you're prepared
to be more specific,

I'm afraid you will.

All right,
I have it made out for you.

HE SIGHS

You won't be able to obtain
this at the normal chemist.

I've put the name and address
of the special supplier

at the bottom.

Steed will get
his instructions from them.

Bromoacetone?

Yes. Do you know what it is?

Mm, tear gas.

Faite vos jeux.
Come on, get your gelt on.

ALL CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY

All right, then. Rien ne va plus.

No more bets, and we're off.

ROULETTE BALL SPINS

- Yes, it's black 15!
- Thank you.

Hey, wait, is this wheel rigged?

I hope not.

I don't like the way
Sid keeps on winning.

You two wouldn't be
working it between you, would you?

- Of course, we ain't.
- Here I go again.

Uh-uh. I'll spin it this time.
Keep your paws off it.

Righto. Bets on?

Right. I'll have the 28 black.

ALL CHATTERING

- All on?
- Yeah.

OK, no more bets. Here we go.

Black 10!

If you don't mind,
er, beginner's luck.

- All right, boys, that'll be all.
- Thank you very much.

Oh, give us a chance to get even.

I said lights out, Fingers.

All right, turn in, boys.
You got a busy day tomorrow.

- Good night, me Lord Bishop.
- Good night, Your Lordship.

Yeah, good night.
HE SIGHS

HE CHUCKLES

- Oi.
- Huh?

- Johnny?
- What?

Listen,
I've got a proposition for you.

About Big Sid?

Yeah. I want your vote.

What's it worth?

Oh.

And you're on.

Fair enough.

Sid. Follow that.

Hang on.

Who are you?

I'm a friend of Johnny the Horse.

What do you want here?

He forgot his toothbrush.

Well, fetch Johnny.

Tell him his bird is here.

I, er, hope I didn't wake you.

Just so long as you didn't
wake the bishop.

If he found you here,
there'd be trouble.

Hello, my dear.

Very thoughtful of you to come.

You must be off your rocker, Johnny.
Birds ain't allowed.

Oh, go on, Harry.
You're just jealous.

Harry's right.

We ain't supposed to have nobody
contact us while we're in session.

You won't report me.
You're counting on my support.

Fair enough.

But I wouldn't stop out here
too long if I was you.

Very understanding fellows,
you know.

Get the medicine?

Yes. The prescription
was marked urgent.

Thank you very much.

Oh, this says I got to take over.

I've got very formidable
competition in there.

Incidentally,
I've had a closer look at that doll.

There was microfilm
sealed in the head.

I've had it copied and blown up.

It appears to be yards
and yards of top secret information.

I'm having it checked.

WHISPERING: Better get back.

WHISPERING: No talking in bed.

THEME MUSIC PLAYING

Now, try and relax, Mr Steed.

Oh, keep the leg out straight.
- Oh!

Will it have to come off, doctor?

The leg? Oh, I very much doubt it.

It's only a flesh wound.
- I'm very glad to hear that.

This is only a temporary dressing.

You'll need to get it changed
in a couple of days.

But that will hardly
take specialist treatment.

I thought it best to come to you.

An ordinary doctor
would be bit surprised

seeing a bullet in the shin, eh?
BOTH CHUCKLE

- Very wise proposal.
- You gonna X-ray it?

I don't think that's necessary.

You got all your equipment
set up there?

Oh, thank you very much
for the medicine.

I gather you didn't have
an opportunity to use it.

I was all set up
for the takeover bid

and Sister Johnson
with the banner beat me to it

with a weapon far more lethal.

JOHN CHUCKLES
Just see how that feels.

JOHN GROANING

All right?

Yeah, I can manage very well,
thank you.

Oh, you may need a stick
for a couple of weeks.

- I'll borrow one from the bishop.
- Ha-ha. Yes.

Ha-ha. How is he, by the way?

Well, you will have seen him last,
you tell me.

I mean his heart.

Well, I must say I'm surprised
he manages to keep going

under the circumstances.

- Hmm.
- Tell you what, try this for size.

Thank you very much.
He's a tough old bird.

Yes, he is. I think that's about
all I can do for you

at the moment, Mr Steed.

You'll call and see me again
before you leave for Africa?

I will. Thank you for doing
a rush job on me.

Not at all.

You're lucky it wasn't
something more serious.

- Yes, I suppose I was. Good night.
- Good night.

Why'd you let him go?

Well, what else could I do?
We still have to have proof.

I sent that cable off to our

organisation headquarters
at Singapore.

They'll check up on Steed for us.

Well, what if he's a phony
and doesn't know

that Harbottle was
playing a double game?

He's still got our microfilm
of top secret information.

And we've got to keep it out
of the hands of Bibliotek.

Yes. Well, I'm not going
to do anything else

until I get new instructions.

As it is, they'll likely be
pretty upset about the way

you took the law into your
own hands with that machine gun.

What difference does it make?
It achieved the same object.

No, not quite.

There's still your boyfriend,
the bishop.

Wait. I'll get him.

Oh, Bishop, you settled your
election problem very nicely.

If you think I was responsible
for this, Reverend Steed,

you're very much mistaken.

I'm very story that I misjudged you.

Some of the deceased
were my personal friends.

They were my flock.

And we are all diminished
by their death.

Diminished is right.

But Bibliotek will live on, Steed.

It has survived
for the past 300 years.

And the thread will not be broken
by this butchery.

Butchery? Look, you were
perfectly prepared for them

to bump each other off
if you had trouble

with your election problems, eh?

Well, that's entirely different.

The settling of internal differences
is both traditional and honourable.

But I will not tolerate massacre
from another gang.

Do you think Sister Johnson
was working for another gang?

I had suspected her for some time.

I have to take special drugs,
you see, for my heart.

I took the precaution
to have them analysed.

She's trying to poison you,
you mean, hmm?

Let's say the drugs were not
designed to improve my health.

Then why did you keep her around?

Our relationship was rather closer
than it appeared.

Messalina.

If it was that close, she wouldn't
have much trouble, would she?

She seems to be quite
a dab hand with firearms.

She wouldn't have dared
to use them on me.

Or my fellow prelates
would soon settle with her.

Well, they're bound to do that
under the Constitution,

as you must know.

Oh, so she settled
the fellow prelates fast.

Fortunately, not all of them, Steed.

I want her found.

And you'll find her for me.

- I'll do everything I can.
- I'm sure you will.

You might also keep
an eye out for Fingers.

Fingers?

You're not the only candidate
left for my position, Steed.

I don't care what Beardmore says.
I want you to get that doll back.

If you're so worried,
why don't you get it back?

There are reasons
why I have to lie low.

And Hasek knows Mrs Gale's flat.

I will not go there again.

Look, she knows the doll's valuable
even if she doesn't know why.

Do you think she'd leave it around
just for anyone to pick up?

Well, offer to buy it back.
I'll arrange the finance.

And if she won't sell?

Well, we'll have to find
a way of making her.

DOORBELL JINGLES

Shop. You better get out of sight.

- Anyone serving? Oh.
- What can I do for you?

Oh, what a beautiful ballerina.

Yes, it was made
in Vienna in the 1880s.

SHE GASPS

What are you doing here?
What can I do for you?

Well, this is the most
interesting part of the shop.

Coppelia, right?

DOLL MUSIC PLAYING
Oh, it's...

I thought it was the Dance
Of The Automatons, but not quite.

What can I do for you?

Oh, yes. I brought this doll
for repair. Here we are.

Careful now.
It's very, very delicate.

But that is the same one
that I gave to Mrs Gale.

Yes, poor girl,
she's been in before.

What has happened to her head?

Oh, I stamped on it by accident.
It's terribly clumsy of me.

I tried to stick her up
with sticky paste,

but she's not the girl she was.

I thought perhaps you might
be able to fix her for me.

- Yes, I'm sure we can.
- Right. I'll leave her with you.

Oh, and let me know, will you,
when she's ready?

- Of course.
- Thank you very much.

Oh, that reminds me.

I think we owe you
for the last time she came in,

so we'll settle it all together
if that's all right.

- Perfectly all right.
- Thank you.

DOOR CLOSES
BELL JINGLES

Well, we don't have to bother
with Mrs Gale after all.

I wouldn't be too sure of that.

Where's Johnny the Horse?

He's out on business.

Uh-huh. Then I'll wait for him.

HE SIGHS

Do make yourself at home.
Would you like some coffee?

I've got some going.
- I could do with a drink.

How did you know where to find me?

Followed you home
from school last night.

But didn't carry my books for me?
HE CHUCKLES

Whiskey?
- Straight.

And pour yourself one.
- Oh, very kind.

I'll have that one.

Suspicious, aren't you?

HE CHUCKLES
Just careful.

Cheers.
- Cheers.

HE SIGHS

Another?

Yes.
DOOR RINGER BUZZES

A friend of yours
has called to see you.

Hello, Vicar.
I've been looking for you.

Er, Johnny, I wanted to talk to you.

Alone.

Excuse me. I'll get the coffee.

Very considerate of you, Mrs Gale.

HE SIGHS

Listen, Johnny,
I got a proposition for you.

- What, again?
- Now, look.

With Big Sid and Harry
out of the way,

we could operate this lot
between us, you and me.

- The bishop's running it.
- Well, he can't last much longer.

I wouldn't count on it.

He seemed to be picking up
when I last saw him.

Well, then he'll have to be fixed,
won't he?

- That's strictly against the rules.
- From now on,

we make our own rules.
- Who's gonna fix him? You?

I thought we might
arrange it between us.

Take him from both sides at once.

With the bishop out of the way,

we could split this organisation
right down the middle.

- I don't know how it operates.
- It's dead simple. For example,

there's the refugee fund racket.

You just soak all these
rich old girls for all their worth

and feed it back into the business.

You got to keep
this church stuff going,

but it's well worth it.
Then second...

There's just one snag, Fingers.

Supposing I help you fix the bishop,

what happens when you take over
the whole organisation?

Well, that's a chance
you'll have to take, isn't it?

Anyway, think about it.

But if you don't come in on it,
I'll fix the bishop meself.

Good luck.

But you'll be helping me
all the same...

..whether you like it or not.

OK, you can come out now.

Aren't you staying for coffee?

Coffee? No, thanks.

Don't forget, Johnny.

Think about it.

- Charming friends you have.
- Ha-ha.

I take it that was Fingers.

- The Vicar of Toowoomba.
- What did he want?

He wanted me to split it down
the middle with him.

What, Bibliotek?

That's right. You got that, er,
little list for me?

Oh, yes, it's quite a long list,
as it turned out.

Beardmore has a lot of patients.

Why, just looking at the first few,

I can see that they have access
to top secret information.

- Who's the information going to?
- Out East.

So, Harbottle came here
to collect microfilm.

And used Bibliotek convocation
as a cover.

The bishop certainly
didn't know that.

You know what's puzzling me?
- Hmm?

If Fingers left before the shooting,
how did he know I was alive?

What's more, how did he know
the others were dead?

- Perhaps he went back there.
- He wouldn't risk it.

The bishop hasn't left
that classroom since it happened.

Sister Johnson?

HE SIGHS

- Well, have you enlarged it?
- Yes.

Let me see.

What is this?
Two sheets, four pillowcase...

It's a laundry list.

Steed has a very bizarre
sense of humour.

- Now do you believe me?
- What difference does it make?

Even if he sent the right film back,
he could still have had it copied.

But he couldn't have
proven anything.

But now we've let him
have that microfilm,

he's got quite enough evidence.

HE SCOFFS

Well, we can still
leave the country.

No, we must get control
of Bibliotek first.

All right, you do it by yourself.

Oh, you're far too involved
to creep out now, Beardmore.

Mrs Gale, your doll
is ready for collection.

I've been expecting you
for the past hour, Mrs Gale.

HE GRUNTS

OBJECTS CLATTER

Sorry you decided
to take it by force.

I'd actually come to pay your bill.

I find that
rather difficult to believe.

Count it.

I'm prepared to pay for cooperation.

You can keep that if you tell me
what I want to know.

We keep the money and go free?

That's up to you,
but you'll have to move fast.

All right.
This time we keep all the money.

We'll tell her
what she wants to know

and we get out, right?
- It's a deal.

They don't tell us much,
you understand?

But we hear things.
- Go on.

Harbottle was supposed to take over
from the bishop.

- Who was going to help him?
- Sister Johnson.

- Anyone else?
- Fingers.

Right. That's yours.

You've come against it
this time, Mrs Gale.

Morning, sir. Your Worship.

- Yes?
- About the Bible class, sir,

I tried to get in the classroom
just now to empty the basket,

but it's locked.
- Ah, yes.

Well, I still have one short service
to conduct.

Oh, I see. I just need you
to be out by this morning.

The needlework people
got this evening, you see?

Well, I'm sure you can
give us one more hour.

Oh, well,
I can sweep out the gym first.

Thank you.

Keep going and don't try nothing.

ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING

He must be conducting
the traditional memorial service

for the delegates.

Memorial service?

Well, keep going.

You've come back for the service,
have you?

Not quite, Bishop.

HE GRUNTS

BISHOP: Beardmore!
GUNSHOT

GUNSHOT

SISTER JOHNSON GROANS

- Nice shooting there, Bishop.
- You, too.

You'll prove a worthy successor
for my office.

I'm afraid not, Bishop.

You're due for defrocking anyway.

ORGAN RECORDING STOPS
What are you talking about, Steed?

You've nothing to fear from me.
You're head of Bibliotek now.

Bibliotek is finished.

You mean, you're working
for some other interest?

You might say that.

But, Steed,
Bibliotek is worth millions.

Don't throw it away, man.

You and your lady friend
could live like kings

for the rest of your life.

Thank you,
but I prefer the simpler life.

After you, Bishop.

Whoops! Mind the Vicar of Toowoomba.

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