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I'm so tired of this song that I don't know how to sing.

Get up, boy. Get up. Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Get up.

Better bet on the boxers' looks, Mr. Steed.

You've got to know them, know all about them. I suppose you're right, Pancho.

There's your 50 quid. Thank you.

So how do you get to know all about a boxer, really?

By managing them. That's what you should do, Mr. Steed. Handle them yourself.

Then you'd know them.

Might even win some of this back.

I'll think about it.

As do.

in the kitchen, Mrs. Gale? Yes, please, Jerry. Right.

How are you, Mrs. Gale?

I've been unraveling the intricacies of your drinks cabinet.

Bitty.

It's excellent, Jerry.

Yes, I thought you'd like it. Would you mind pouring me one?

I'm just a bit sorry.

It'll be a pleasure.

Encyclopedia Britannica. I'm impressed.

I've been reading up on Wales.

Oh, are you going on holiday, Dybbuk?

Not that Wales.

Wales.

Moby Dick.

Cheers, Captain Abraham.

Do you know they're a fascinating subject?

Some of them even have tuberculosis.

Well, uh, cheerio to Mrs. Gaynor. See you at the club on Wednesday. Oh, Joey,

I'd like you to meet John C. This is Joey Fraser.

He's one of the leading lights of our local youth club.

He's my star judo pupil.

Yeah, I'm not surprised.

Would you like a drink, Joey?

Can I have an ice juice?

Yes, it's in the fridge. Help yourself.

Around here, everybody does.

I can heartily recommend the sherry. Never touch it.

Joey's in training.

He's a boxer.

Oh, isn't he good?

He's one of the best amateurs I've seen in his way.

Oh, really?

Mrs. Gale says that you box, Joey. Have you ever thought of taking it up

professionally? It'll cost money, Mr. Steve. You know, pro training, use of a

gym, things like that.

It all adds up.

How would you say if I was to put the bills, hmm?

I'd say there was a catch.

Well, I'd expect a percentage of the profits and of his winnings. We'll

that later.

You mean you'd be willing to put up the money?

Yes.

Why? I mean, look, you haven't even seen me fight. You don't know how many good.

I'll take Mrs. Gale's word for it.

Anyway, I'm a gambler from way back.

You really mean it?

I really mean it. I'll manage you too, if you like. No.

I'll manage him.

You? Now, hold on. Let's get this straight.

You'll sponsor me and you'll manage me?

Of course. Why not?

That way I can be sure that any decisions taken are in your best

It's a deal?

Yeah.

Yeah, all right. I've nothing to lose.

When do we start?

Why not tomorrow morning?

Pancho driver's dream.

What's he like?

Lazy pencil.

Oh, get him out of there, tiger.

Yeah.

Hey, pretty.

You're going to bring your bag.

What's the number?

Come on, keep jabbing that left hand. It's not nearly strong enough.

My plan, Joe.

You ring a number.

Jab, jab, jab.

What number?

I forget.

The Gerard 1071?

Yes, yes, that was it, I think.

I used to have a great left jab. Remember, Harry? Fast.

Yeah, so it was, Willie. It was the only punch you did have. Yeah, but it was

fast. Now, come on, bring that shoulder around.

You ring me?

Again?

I thought I told you I didn't want you hanging around here all telephoning.

Oh, you've got money problems. Well, who do you think hasn't?

As soon as the stuff gets here, I'll deliver it to you.

That's today, yes, at once.

He's just come in?

Yes. What's he doing here again?

I don't know.

Look after the office, will you?

We'll soon get that knock out of him.

I hope not. It's a help.

Mr. Seed? Oh, Pancho. Now, I want you to meet some friends of mine. This is Mrs.

Catherine Gale, Sam Pancho Driver.

How do you do?

Now, Joey, here's someone I want you to meet.

You fight, kid?

Yes, I do, Mr... Pancho, everyone calls me that.

After his favorite expression, Pancho. You want me to take the kid home? That's

right. With you as manager.

No, me.

Any objection?

I don't mind, but what do you know about being a manager?

Enough. She's good. I've seen her. Wait and see.

Well, we'll see how good your kid is.

Oh, sailor.

Excuse me.

Yeah? You're late.

Yeah, well, I got napped. What?

For speeding, don't sweat.

Go and change. I'll talk to you later.

Okay.

See one of your boys? Oh, sailor. Yeah, works out here from time to time.

Could be very good. More interested in that motorbike of his.

How about this kid?

I'll put him in the ring with Tiger here.

Hey, now, wait a minute, Mr. Driver.

Pancho, lady, Pancho. Joey's going to be a fighter. He's going to learn to take

his knocks.

Tiger.

Joey. Joey, go and change. Change them through that door.

Okay, Pancho.

Chad Generals? Yeah, that's right.

You having a tryout, eh? Yeah.

Well, I'm sailor. Jerry.

Well, then, good luck.

Make yourself at home. Ta.

You been to sea again, sailor? Yeah, that's right, Willie. Where'd you go?

Caribbean. Oh, I've got a mate who lives there.

At least I think he lives there.

Pretty hot there, isn't it?

Yeah. I'll finish that, Willie. I can do it, Pancho. Beat it.

Get the stuff?

Yeah, it's in my locker. Done up like a bar of soap.

When do I get paid?

Here tonight, nine o 'clock.

Okay.

I'm ready.

Just wash your hands.

I've got some grease on them.

Oh, what?

Oh, I'll be right mine. I took his soap.

Give it to me.

Look, I didn't want you to wash your hands. Don't you poke your dirty little

nose in somebody else's locker again.

What are you really after here?

Oh, let's say I've invested in this place. I want some return on my time and

money. You think Jerry can get it for you? I hope he can.

Oh, this is where you start being a manager.

Now, Jerry, you be careful. He's a big one. Yeah, you know what they say about

them? Yes, but they also hit harder.

Remy. Come on.

I got it.

I want that kid flat in one minute.

Punch him.

Good luck, then, Joey.

If, for the kid, lasts a minute, I'll take him on.

All right.

Survivor says he won't. You're on. Good.

Keep your fingers stuck.

Okay. Keep your fingers stuck.

Done thick.

Minute. Time's up.

Huh? Oh, yeah.

Sorry, Mr. Steed.

You don't need to apologize to me, Harry, but I think Joey could do with

Well, he was still on his feet.

In spite of that low punch.

All right, I'll take them on. Five pounds, please.

Thank you, Banjo.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Yeah, I'm all right.

Why, it was that one below the belt that did it.

Those gloves smell funny.

Huh?

Oh, no. No, it's not the gloves. It's on my hands.

Must have been that soap.

What soap?

I was using my... I was using it to wash my hands and the dressing room. All

right, Joey, go and get changed.

What are they trying to do, kill Joey?

Boxing's a rough sport.

There was nothing sporting about that last punch.

Joey's in.

I can't say I'm pleased.

Thanks to Tiger, we're numbered with that kid.

He's not a bad prospect.

Think about that later.

You ready?

Sure, Patrick.

Well, give that to Fernand. If he starts yapping, tell him it's all he's paid

for. Just hand it to him and get out.

See you.

Yeah.

I'm off.

If there's anything interesting, let me know.

Such as?

If it interests you, it interests me.

Have fun.

Is this all?

That's all you paid for.

Pancho doesn't like credit, you know that.

Can't Pancho trust me?

Who could blame him, Pancho?

It's Charlie who supplies us.

Charlie doesn't trust any of us.

Well, tell Pancho I want to see him tonight. I'll come to the gym.

All right.

What time will you be there? Oh, about eleven.

See you about eleven?

Angela? Yes, Colonel? Oh, coming here a minute, will you?

Yes, darling?

Oh, take this round to the lab for me, will you? They are waiting for it. But

Mrs. Blaine -Winster's coming in. Well, let Elizabeth see to her. This is more

important. I'll tell them you're coming.

I'll tell Mr. Fernand you're here.

Thank you very much indeed.

Thank you.

Can I help you? My name is Steed. Oh, yes?

What can I do for you? I want to order a new wardrobe.

Evening dress, couple of cocktail dresses, two day suits, accessories, of

course, naturally.

Oh, for my niece.

And I want you to design them.

I would be honored.

Good. So if you would like to bring the young lady in sometime?

Well, I'd like to surprise her, you know. Oh, I see.

Denise?

Come here a minute, please.

In that case, you understand, I must have certain measurements.

Oh.

Um, 34, 24, 36?

34, 24, 36.

And fair.

And fair.

How tall is your niece, Mr. Steed?

Five foot four. Five foot four.

Thank you, Denise.

Ah, yes. Thank you, Denise.

Oh, if you would like to call in again tomorrow, by that time I will have some

sketches for you. Fine. In the meantime, I must think about color and light and

movement. Ah, yes, please do. Oh, by the way, that perfume there, what's it

called? You like it?

Delicious. It's called boutique.

An exclusive preparation.

Denise Boutique.

For your niece, with my compliments.

Oh, thank you so much.

My goodness me. Very touching. Thank you.

Oh, hello.

Fernand asked me to give you this.

Ah, thanks.

Well, and how are you?

I'm fine, thanks.

Hugh, what's this?

Hey!

Don't uncork it.

It'll evaporate.

Is this all he gave you?

Fernand has to pay cash.

He doesn't have very much.

My heart bleeds for him.

250 quid.

Is that all?

You won't get much for that.

No, it's all I have.

That's why I came to see you tonight.

I wanted to ask you... Quickly, Cash, you know that.

But why?

Why does he have to have his money now? Why can't he wait for the profit? We

have to. Charlie lives in the Caribbean.

It's a very long way away. He doesn't trust us.

When will the next lot be ready?

A day or so.

Is it all sold?

Every single bottle.

First time I've seen a woman manager.

What's she like?

Pretty good.

I had a good manager once.

Charlie Orton.

He used to handle champions.

Not bad, eh?

Yeah, he had to.

Made a mistake.

Still time?

No. Not Charlie.

He skipped it. To the car... Car... Car... Car... Yeah.

He lives there.

Hello, Willie.

Oh. Good morning, Mrs. Gallagher.

Here, I'll see you, Joey. Sorry.

Are you working hard, Joey?

Oh, morning, Mrs. Gallagher.

Joey, there's something I wanted to ask you.

That bar of soap you used yesterday.

I don't get what all the fuss was about. It was only a bar of soap.

Pancho did his nut.

He did? Why?

I took it out of the sailor's locker.

He came in and caught me with it.

I see.

Well, what's it all about?

Oh, it doesn't matter, Joey. It would...

There's such an unusual smell. I just wonder what make it was.

And now Angela is wearing a dress made of cricket flannel with a matching

Cricket flannel for the evening.

Why not? Very chic.

It flares gently at the head.

Elaine's gingham black and white dress is in a rather amusing bush style.

Happy safari.

June's turquoise evening dress and coat is made in heavy woven linen.

But you understand that any of these can be made in the material of your choice.

Oh, God.

Good morning, Fernand.

Good morning.

Hello, Sprawl.

I wonder if you would excuse me, Mr. Seed, this gentleman and I... Oh, of

course, Monsieur Fernand. Thank you.

Carry on, Sprawl.

Decent of you.

Beautiful texture.

Very beautiful.

Well, do you have to barge in here like this? Like what?

Well, you could have telephoned, you know, to give me some warning that you

coming. I mean, it's embarrassing when there are customers in the shop.

Particularly one like him.

You know what he's buying? An entire wardrobe for his niece.

She's coming out next season. Bully for both of them.

It's a thought, I'm afraid.

How much?

Two thousand pounds.

Well, I will catch up next month.

And after all, you're only interested on the money, aren't you?

We're here to collect five thousand, sport.

You're already two months behind.

You don't want us to foreclose on the mortgage, do you?

After all, your laboratory must be very valuable to you.

It's a lot of money.

We'll be here again in the morning, sport.

For 2 ,000 more.

Right?

Oh, please.

Would you mind going out this way?

Yes, I would.

I'll let you know if we have any more information.

What?

That'll have to wait.

Goodbye.

Terribly apres -ski.

Don't you think?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Steed, to be interrupted with such agony.

No need to worry, Mr. Fernand. I have to go myself. I'll come back tomorrow.

But... Please, Mr.

Steed.

Well, now you see what you have done. My clan... Don't forget, Fernand.

Two thousand pounds.

Tomorrow morning.

Bye -bye.

Who is it?

Open for the man.

What name, please?

Me.

On service, sir. I only just got your message.

Doesn't matter. I've been reading.

Oh.

You left some cherry.

Did I?

Well, I can soon remedy that.

I've been catching up on whales.

You know, you're right. They are a fascinating creature.

Example is a fatty substance formed in the intestines of tuberculous and

aesthetic whales, which is secreted and sometimes found floating in the water.

Ah, disgusting.

Really? On rare occasions, it's washed ashore.

The fatty substance?

Mm, called ambergris. Ever heard of it?

Vaguely. Let me tell you some more about it.

It's used in making perfumes, and it's very valuable.

Fascinating, Jess.

Beachcombers dream of finding it. At ten pounds an ounce, who wouldn't?

Especially when you think that one piece of ambergris can tip the scale to 200

pounds.

Imagine that.

32 ,000 pounds for something you picked up off a beach.

I never picked up anything off a beach that valuable.

32 ,000 pounds, yes.

And that is before duty is paid. If you smuggle it into the country.

And that's what's going on at Pancho's.

Yeah. I knew there was a catch. I had to get on the inside.

So you used Joey? There was no other way.

Now, look, I've been hanging around there for a month. I haven't come up

anything. The moment we take Joey in, I have my first piece of luck.

This.

That's ambergris.

Really? It comes from Pancho Driver's pocket.

Must have had ambergris in it. It did. He got it from Joey.

Joey?

He tried to wash his hands with it.

He thought it was soap.

He still does, fortunately. Where did he get it?

From Saylor's locker. I thought it came in with him. Well, it won't anymore.

Why not?

I found him in the gym last night. Saylor. He was dead.

Why would they kill him?

I forgot to ask.

Who's there?

Pancho and Harry. They took him away. They were saying something about trying

make it look like a motorbike accident.

That's interesting.

I must get Joey out of there.

And spoil his chances. Oh, look, sir. As long as he thinks it's soap Pancho

believes in, we've nothing to worry about.

When did you enter this?

Yesterday.

Yesterday morning you were there.

That's right.

Hey, what do you do with this stuff?

Well, I keep it in the cellar till the dustmen take it away.

Will it still be there?

Rubbish isn't collected till Friday.

Where's the cellar?

Come on, this way I'll show you.

I didn't hear about it.

It's an early addition. Give them time to find them.

I thought I told you to stay away from here. I've

got to talk to you. I don't want to listen.

We are in trouble.

Close the door, Harry.

Well?

I need 2 ,000 pounds by tomorrow, Penchel.

I thought you said we were in trouble. Well, we are, unless you lend it to me.

Why? It's the mortgage on the lab.

I'm up to my ears in debt. It cost me a fortune.

Now, wait a minute. You got into that before we met up. Remember, you were

to compete with Hartnell and Dior and the like, but you overreached yourself.

Our little proposition saved your neck.

Pancho, please, I'm desperate.

The last time, Fernand?

We'll have to find somebody more reliable.

Thank you, Pancho, thank you. Oh, don't thank me. That'll cost you 500 pounds.

All repairable in 30 days, right, Harry?

All right, Pencho.

When will the perfume be ready? Tomorrow.

All right.

I'll bring over some bottles.

Go on, get out of here. Thank you again, Pencho.

Oh, fair enough.

Thirty days.

Oh, with all this equipment, Willie, you could start a gym of your own.

I've not been around for years.

And what else?

What's in there?

I don't know.

It's Pancho's room. And it's locked.

Right.

Well, it's in this lot somewhere.

Yeah, well, I'll leave you to it. I've got work to do.

Hey, coward.

Oh, it's a soap wrap with a sailor on it.

I thought there might be a name on it.

What do you want to know that for?

Oh, it's for my manager, Mrs. Gale.

She was interested in it. She wanted to know what make it was.

Did she know?

You don't happen to know what make it is, do you?

No. I bet Panto does.

Surely. Yeah.

Yeah, all right.

more sparkling than ever. Good morning, sir. Will you take a seat, please?

Thank you very much.

Good morning, sir.

Oh, good morning.

I'm afraid Mr. Fernand had to go out. We're expecting him back shortly.

Oh, dear. Well, I don't mind waiting.

And she's interested in this,

is she?

So the kid says.

Where's he now?

In the cellar.

Locked up in the cupboard with the bottles.

Can't leave him there. He'll yell the place down when he comes to.

No one will hear him. Well, he might.

So where do we put it?

Laboratory, that's the place.

We'll deliver him with the bottles.

And the woman?

What about her?

Depends what she does when she finds the kids gone.

Good evening, Jerry.

Of will.

Good evening, Jerry.

Last time I saw him, Mrs. Lee, was in the cellar. The cellar? Yeah.

Come on, I'll show you.

I don't know.

Here, Willie, lend a hand.

All right, Pancho. Excuse me, missus. Careful with that mouth.

What can I do for you, Mrs. Gates?

Willie said Joey was down here.

I don't see him, do you?

Anyway, what would Joey be doing down here?

Willie said he was looking for somebody. Ah, Willie says lots of things.

Most of them stupid.

Should have let him go long ago. Couldn't bring myself to do it.

Very touching.

There are only two places left, you know.

So?

In the box Willie and Harry carried up.

And?

In here.

It's hollow.

Yes, I know.

Why, you little... Invite your friend down.

Come on, don't hurry. She's got a gun.

Let's look for him, shall we?

Watch it.

Get on with it, Panter.

Now get him out of there.

Not a fortune.

Very silly of you, Joey.

Now you've got yourself and Mrs. Gay in a lot of trouble.

Huh, there's nothing out there.

Hey, I've got an idea.

Give

it

to me.

No,

no, no, keep still. It's very sharp. I'll do it.

What is this place?

It's a laboratory where they make scent illegally.

I don't get it.

Well, that bar of soap wasn't a bar of soap at all, Joey.

It was ambergris. It's used in making perfumes and it's being smuggled into

Pancho's gym.

No wonder they kept on thumping me, Ed.

Yes, I'm sorry you got involved.

Hey, this ambergris, where does it come from? I mean, what part of the world?

Well, from various places.

Off Brazil, the Caribbean, and off the coast of Madagascar.

Hey, Charlie Orton lives there. Who?

Charlie Orton, Willie's ex -manager. He had to skip the country about ten years

ago. He made a mistake.

He fixed the fight and got caught. Oh, you're bleeding.

It's all right. It's not much. I'm sorry, Joe. Are you all right? Yeah,

fine. Just a scratch.

All right.

Now what?

Looks pretty solid, doesn't it?

You know.

Sure, it's setting fire to the place, and with all the fumes of all this stuff

around blowing ourselves up and out, I don't see how we're going to get out of

it. Even that wouldn't work.

Well, why not?

Automatic sprinkler system.

The moment they reach a certain temperature, an alarm bell sounds and

begins.

Willie.

Here.

Hurry back in. Oh, morning, Peter. No, I haven't seen him.

Hello?

Yes?

That's Peter Harry.

Who's speaking, please?

It's for you.

Harry?

Yes, Pancho, we're just finishing up.

500 bottles.

I'll load them in the van and bring it around as soon as I can. Hey, um... What

about the kid and Mrs. Guile?

Give you any trouble?

No. All right, leave them there.

Decide what to do when you get back.

Right. By the way, anything in the morning paper?

That's a bit odd, isn't it?

See you, Pancho.

Ready? Yes, that's the last of it.

Good as a hand, then. Well, what about them?

Oh, Pancho says they'll stay here. You can look after them. I'll be back later.

Babysitters usually get paid.

I'm surprised at you.

Come on, let's get him in the van.

They're going.

That telephone call was probably from Pancho.

They'll leave us here alone.

I hope not. We need one of them to help us escape.

Us?

Get out of here.

With this.

Hey, with the fumes of this stuff around, that's a bit dangerous in there,

it? We'll have to chance it.

But not yet.

Let's give them time to get well aware.

Do you want me to start delivering the stuff?

We'll get rid of the kid and Mrs. Gale.

We've no choice.

When Charlie's there with 400 bit of amber grease, that's a lot of perfume, a

lot of money.

Don't be too hasty. I mean... I mean, what if she really thought it was soap?

She did then. She doesn't now.

Give her a cup to keep quiet. That's what Taylor wanted, wasn't it? A bigger

cup.

You had no doubts about him.

This is a woman.

Never trust a woman. Don't you know that yet, Harry?

I don't like it.

There'll be people here asking questions.

Anybody come asking questions about Fred?

About the sailor? There's still time.

Besides, them two were loners.

The kid and Mrs. Dale have got friends.

They're steamed.

You'll be curious.

You can bet on that. We don't know anything.

We were here yesterday afternoon. We haven't seen them since.

Oh, come on, Harry.

Now, you know what to do.

Yes, sure.

Right.

Here goes.

Leave him. We can pick him up later. Where are we going?

To the gym.

Good morning, darling.

Hey, what's the matter? You don't look well.

Have you got any brandy? Mm -hmm, in the dressing room. Good. I need one.

Come on, you sit down.

I don't know.

My friend. Yes. Yes, I'll be with you in a minute.

You stay here.

Got it, sport?

Yes. Yes, will you follow me?

Two thousand pounds is all there. Good.

You don't have to be nervous when you've got it, sport.

Only when you haven't.

See you next month.

No, Willie.

Yes?

Yes?

What?

Well, all right, all right. Don't panic. I'll deal with it.

What's up?

Where did you dump the sailor?

Horsham Road, about 20 miles out. Do you know where he is now?

In Fernand's shop.

That's impossible.

Not according to Fernand, it isn't.

I don't understand.

Well, I do understand that somebody's on to us and they're going to get to us

through Fernand.

Who? I don't know. I'm not saying to find out. Are you?

Now, you get these things packed up. There's something I have to do.

They know who it is.

They must have killed him.

Why did they put him in there?

I don't know.

Good morning, Mr. Fernand.

Good morning, Mr. Steed.

I am sorry, we are closed.

But open to suggestion, June.

I put in there.

But Pancho... Pancho is a dangerous friend.

Yes, I know.

Would you like to tell me about it?

Yes.

Yes, I will. Oh, punch a little out of your elements. What are you here for?

fashions? The girl?

The perfume? What's the name of that film?

No!

I'd rather you didn't keep me waiting, gentlemen. I have another appointment.

Ah, the Garden of Delights. Please don't bother to get up. Do you want to borrow

this? Thank you.

Up against the rose.

Hello, please.

Oh, hello.

My name's Caradas.

Yes, I'm speaking from Pancho Driver's...

You missed your plane?

He doesn't leave for another couple of hours. Ah, all packed and ready.

Where was it you said you were going?

To Tokyo for the International Judo Convention.

Got all your belts packed, eh?

You're quite sure you won't change your mind and come to the Caribbean with me?

We've been through this all before, Steed. No.

What's that?

It's a small present.

A mark of our appreciation.

Our appreciation?

Myself and the Treasury.

Of course, the Treasury don't know about it yet.

I'm afraid it's the last of the line.