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studio.

Dead quiet, please.

Good evening, and welcome to The Man and the Place.

Tonight we call on a man not of one, but of many places.

His name is Colonel Vernon Wayne Gilly, whose ninth book...

Go Anywhere has just been published.

Many of you will remember his previous books, which have been described by the

reviewers as astringent mixtures of hard travel and hard politics.

And, of course, he's appeared many times on television, too.

And so tonight, Colonel Wayne Gilley is back with us in our studio again, and

he's going to give us some of his views, and also, we hope, tell us some of the

fascinating stories that he's collected in a lifetime of crossing and recrossing

the world.

Good evening, Colonel.

Well, now, Colonel, out of all the places, out of all the countries that

visited, can you think of one that you'd prefer to remember than any of the

others?

Colonel.

You've made my day.

How'd he die?

He was poisoned. What with?

Cyanide. Cyanide?

Go in there and take a deep breath. You can still smell the stuff. What sort of

dose?

Enough to kill a horse.

A couple of horses. Oh.

Were you watching last night? Me?

You know, my working hours.

Of course. Well, I was watching.

The stuff was in his stomach, I suppose.

It was in his stomach.

I know what you're thinking.

Cyanide acts like that. So how could he have taken a fatal dose just before he

went on the air?

Right? How?

Like this.

If I hadn't fished this out of his stomach myself, I would never have

it. Look. Well, he was taking pills for some sort of allergy. Yes, he was

certainly allergic to this one.

Now we take that in half.

Now that little chap there is a watch mechanism.

I don't know how you set it or wind it up yet, but that's what it is.

It's jeweled, too.

It's precision stuff.

And that was in Wayne Gilly's stomach? Yes, in two halves. I've put it together

since. There's a sort of spring mechanism which shoots the two halves

And that was set to go off at 8 .30 last night, the time that he appeared on the

air? Actually, sir, yes.

You've tested it for cyanide? Well, of course I have.

Yeah, of course.

So he could have taken this instead of one of his own pills any time during the

day. At half past eight, shoots enough cyanide into his stomach to knock out a

regiment. That's murder.

And before goodness knows, how many witnesses?

Oh, there's another thing. What's that?

How could Wayne Gilly know?

I mean, how could he know that he was going to take one of these pills?

Well, that's your problem.

I suppose it is quite a problem, too.

I don't care how non -committal you are. That's the picture. He died of heart

failure.

All right, call it pulmonary embolism if you're talking to them.

What?

No, fortunately, we've got one of our own men to do the PM, so that's all

And we'll keep you in the picture, sir.

Now, how many of these things are there? 24, including the one he swallowed.

And all fitted with this time mechanism? Every one. It wouldn't have made any

difference which one he'd taken.

It would just have been the same. They were all in pieces when we found the

bottle. Well, they all came apart at half past eight last night, isn't it?

That's right.

He didn't care if we found them, did he?

Well, he knew we'd find one at the postmortem. A couple of dozen more,

I? But expensive, Steve. Very expensive.

How much one of these little gadgets cost?

Forty, fifty pounds if you had them made specially.

Swiss, I suppose.

Oh, twelve, fifteen hundred pounds a lot.

Biggish overheads.

Not really, not for him.

Him? What do you mean, him?

Are you running too clairvoyant these days, Steve?

No more than you. I see you've got his file out already.

All right, well, let's have a look.

Olaf Pomeroy, alias Jules -Edouard Beer, alias... Edward Spearman.

Yes, and several others we don't know about.

Mr. Teddy Bear.

Mr. Teddy Bear.

Yes, what do we know about him?

Well, that's a bit difficult. Sardinia. Maybe.

First we really know of him was with the resistance, World War II, Greece and

then Italy.

Yes, he'd started to specialize in executions even then.

Herr General Granz.

He took off the fureur a bit, used to bash the table when he made speeches.

He was addressing the loyal population of Telona, Italy in May 43, grabbed hold

of the microphone to emphasize a point or two.

Unfortunately, the stem was carrying a couple of thousand volts or so.

Air General Freiberg gasped when opening his safe.

Mimble. Oh, I remember him. He was the lad who liked souvenirs, wasn't he? He

had an American hand grenade turned into a table lighter.

He picked it up one evening to light a cigar.

Found that someone had turned it back into a live grenade again.

After the war, nothing for five or six years.

Yes, to tell you that. What's his current price?

According to all accounts, £100 ,000 per killing.

For that, you get a nice, quiet, practical joke or a public execution

night's affair, according to taste.

Of course, Twain Gilly had it coming to him for a long time. I'm not surprised.

He was a double agent for so many countries. I wonder it didn't happen

Well, even double agents have their uses.

What about Mr. Teddy Bear?

What have you got in his personal file?

I wonder what mischief that little fellow had been up to.

That's not much use, is it? No, can't even get his height from it. Anything

else? Well, he was in Rome 18 months ago, and now he's here. Well, surely he

would have left after last night. Well, he didn't, don't we do know? Oh? Also,

unreliable sources say he's got another job to do here before he does leave.

Really? Yes, unfortunately, unreliable sources don't say who or what.

Anyway, Steed, get him. That's as near an order as I can make it.

It would be a pleasure to deal with a real professional again.

Hmm.

Well, let me know what you decide.

That's all.

Oh, here.

Well, I'll let you know.

Mr. Teddy Bear.

But how do we get hold of him? Box number? Telephone number? You don't call

he calls you. Mr. Teddy Bear likes to work alone as much as possible.

Anyway, you want contact to be made somehow.

That's right. And hire him to do another killing.

Who? Me, for instance.

Are you considered good enough, babe? I don't see why not. It's not my pedigree

you want. It's only money.

Well,

we put it around that you're in the market for hired assassins. So, if

ready, let's get started. Oh, thank heavens.

I thought we were in for a musical evening.

Ah, come on. You've got homework to do.

You don't think we can let you hire Mr. Teddy Bear on his own account, do you?

Much as you might like to. Oh, I thought it was just like calling a cab.

Who do you want me to represent?

Well, that is your homework, so get your boots on and let's get going.

We've got a long evening.

After

you,

lady.

All right, George, set her up.

All set, sir.

Five. Bridges. Jeffrey Bridges.

He's your immediate superior.

Let's see, then. I'm sorry.

Bridges again.

Now, height 5 foot 10, weight 170.

He's got a slight Welsh accent. Listen.

He's a long way towards it, believe you me, boy.

So don't give me all that talk about accurate information.

And another thing.

Now, he'll act as a cover for your story. Listen again.

He's a long way towards it, believe you me, boy.

So don't give me all that talk about accurate information.

And another thing.

All right, that's Bridges. Who else?

Sleeverman. Now, here's your Brussels contact.

Import, export, drugs, diamonds, women.

He looks a very unpleasant character.

He's actually Detective Sergeant Cook. He's married, he's got three kids, lives

at Staines. It just shows you can't go by appearances.

All right, Sleevelman, Brussels.

I've got it. Now, Sleevelman, as far as you're concerned, will arrange payment

for the job.

Before or after you're dead?

I can't say. It seems to vary. Normally, Mr. Teddy Bear, he lacks 20 ,000 pounds

in advance, more or less, to cover expenses. Rest on delivery.

Very gentlemanly.

Hasn't anybody ever worshed on him?

Yeah, there was one.

They dropped his body by helicopter right onto the exhibition square at the

opening of the last trade festival at Zagreb.

And it made a very nice dispatch.

After that, as far as we know, it's been... All his clients have paid up

gentlemen. I'm using my own name, age and background up till two years ago

I became contact for a European syndicate known as the Silverfish,

principally in watches and operating from Bern, Stuttgart and Turin.

For the following 18 months, I handled transactions in cash to about two and a

half million pounds, ending with an arms deal financed by Sleeperman in

Brussels. Visa and entry permit to correspond.

Right. For the past four months, I've been in Britain to negotiate the murder

John Steed. Why?

Why? I don't know why.

It's not part of my business to know why.

Yeah, quite right. Now, remember another thing.

If it's safely possible, tell the truth.

Naturally. Well, Mr. Teddy Bear has got an eye on you. He must know, for

instance, that you've met me several times the last few days. But there's no

harm in that. Just admit it, you know. All right.

Oh, and don't get any spectacular ideas. If we thought we could get Mr. Teddy

Bear when he first met you, we'd be behind you with a platoon of infantry.

But he's a professional all the way up to the tips of his furry ears.

So forget about concealing six shooters in your stocking tops.

Baby blue eyes.

I wonder if you're right.

If it wouldn't be better to make our grab now before it's head time. No, it

wouldn't. Just do as I say. There might not be a second chance.

There will, there will.

If there isn't, it'll be your funeral, won't it?

All right, then, George, we've got to roll that again.

All right, sir. Fine.

Mr. Jeffrey Bridges, please.

Just a moment.

Will you please dictate your message?

Will you tell him I have an appointment this evening?

I have to go to a place called Mantle's Holt, near Barton.

Mantle's Holt, that's all.

Who is speaking, please?

Cathy.

Thank you.

Yeah, Mantle's Holt.

Yes, sir.

Looks like a large house from the map.

Well, hold on. It's slap in the middle of a marsh. The nearest village is

Barton, and that should be 40 minutes by car.

I'm gonna be the king, cat. Ah,

get over, tiger.

I'm gonna be the king, cat.

Well, now, don't you rally, buddy, this cat. He don't like it like that.

Twenty cigarettes, please.

This is Barton, isn't it? That's right, love. I'm looking for a place called

Mantletoe. Do you know where it is?

Left it a bit late, haven't you?

Starting to be able to see your feet this time of night. Not out there.

It's been empty for years.

Yes, I know. I'm from the Preservation Society.

I'm supposed to have a look at it, only I lost my way.

I shouldn't have thought it was worth preserving.

Still, out the door. Turn left. Seven mile up the hill, you'll see the drive.

In the car?

Yes. Mind how you go, then. Right. Thank you.

Yes, sir? What can I do for you?

Here, I'll have a cup of tea.

Cup of tea, right.

Sit down.

Over there.

I hope I did not startle you, Mrs. Gale.

You must forgive my sense of humor. It sometimes runs away with me.

Where are you?

Here, right here.

Well, you cannot see me, but I see you.

Look upward and a little to your left.

Will you have a cigarette?

No, thank you.

Oh, no?

Very well.

Let's get down to business.

Why do I beg you not to be nervous? I find it distressing to talk to nervous

clients, particularly when they are as charming as yourself.

Thank you.

Oh, that's better.

Now, I have examined your credentials and find them satisfactory in every

respect.

I understand you want John Steed dead.

That's right.

You have no personal motive.

None whatever.

I must ask, because I see you have contacted Steed a good deal in the last

month. Quite true.

We've been trying to reach an agreement with him.

But you have failed, and so you want him dead?

Yes.

Publicly or privately?

It's of no importance.

What is the charge for your services?

Two hundred thousand.

That's high. I was given to understand... As it is, Mr. Steed, my

higher than normal on that account.

I see.

How do you wish to be paid?

In diamonds, please.

On proof of death, of course.

I shall require an advance of payment now.

How much?

If you would remove the pendant you are wearing and place it on the desk in

front of you, that will be admirable.

I am sure you will wish to get back to London as soon as possible, so I will

keep you no longer.

May I say it has been a pleasure to do business with you, Mrs. Gale?

Mrs. Gale?

Yes?

You will see me again.

Not like this, of course, but you will see me.

In about five days.

I hope you'll have the rest of my payment ready.

Of course.

Then good night.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

Nearer.

Now that's slightly speeded and with a good deal of corn compression.

Nero, but not quite right, though. Of course, we could try clipping it up a

little bit tighter. It's a bit difficult to recognise any accent through all

that, even assuming there was one in the first place. You see, I don't think

there was.

It was all rather grotesque. It took me a minute or two to realise that it was

him talking through the door.

He didn't mention anything about any advance payment?

No, he just took my diamond pendant.

Diamond?

What it comes to is this, then. You saw no one.

He probably wasn't even in the same building. He spoke to you through a

bear doll. He inspected you through a closed -circuit television link.

Wasn't his true voice, presumably fed through a rack of stuff like that.

And you brought back with you a cigarette case which may or may not have

on it, which in turn may or may not be his.

You, of course, would have done a good deal better. Probably.

But there's always Henry.

The man on the motorbike, you've got him? Yeah, I've got him at my flat. I'm

going to have a word with him.

Hello, hello.

Oh, yes.

Fingerprints.

Huh?

Yes.

Come on.

There were prints.

All over it, in fact.

Well, any help?

Well, the prints, according to what the lad called a first estimate, appear to

be those of an adult chimpanzee.

Now, we can get closer than that.

Look, I don't know who you are, boy, but I don't have any talk. Of course you

don't, Henry.

I just went for a nice ride in the country, that's all. You like the feel

wind on your face, eh? Yeah, that's right, so take it. All right, that's

We all have our own idea of fun. I see from this it says you've only just got

that license for that great big bike of yours. I hope you've got your L plates

up. Oh, good Lord. Aren't you just a bit old for doing the ton? I see here it

says you've been driving trucks for years, but I suppose it's a bit too

difficult to follow anyone in a truck, eh? Well, no wonder we don't. Of course,

you had a bit of engine trouble. You lost your ignition lead, eh?

Oh, to be careful how you turn that engine of yours over, you might rupture

yourself. How do you know about that?

Motorcycling's your hobby, knowing things as mine. I know, for instance,

several people would like to talk to you, and they can't be bothered about...

Hey, you're molting, aren't you, old girl?

About drugs, immoral earnings. I should think breaking and entering and carrying

an offensive weapon. I don't mean your motorbike, Henry.

I don't think anyone really wants to be bothered talking to you about that sort

of thing.

So why don't we just talk about one thing, and that is teddy bears.

Now, wait a minute. What are you talking about? I'm talking about teddy bears. I

collect them. It's a hobby of mine, and I'm missing one from my collection. Do

you understand that, Henry? I don't know what you're talking about. Are you

quite sure?

Yeah, I'm quite sure.

Good.

In that case, I can let you go.

Let me go.

Yeah. If you can't help me, you can't. No hard feelings.

I'll let you, Mr. Webber, you are.

Steve, John Steve.

Wrongful arrest. You can get me here any time, or your lawyer. I advise you to

come in person. Yeah, I should think so. Why should I? Because it's going to be

very hot for you, Henry, very hot. It'll be hot enough for a picnic.

Maybe even a teddy bear's picnic. If you want to cool off, you come here.

Oh, Henry.

What? Mind, the bears don't get you.

The house known locally as Mantle's Halt has been leased for six months in the

name of Barford Hines Associates.

The determination of the house has been made to do nothing relevant except that

a considerable number of units of electricity have been consumed over the

few days.

I'm not surprised.

No record of the name Barford Hines Associates exists.

Cash was paid for the lease which expires in five and a half months.

There are numerous scuff marks in the dust, but no firm traces and no prints,

but... Let me try that one.

Excellent.

Excellent, excellent.

What had Henry to add to the subject of Mr. Teddy Bear?

Well, nothing much, but he'll be back.

Is that the best you could do?

Well, look, we knew we couldn't hold him.

Anyway, he was scared.

I wonder who Henry's working for.

I don't know. Probably somebody who wants to put a little money on the side,

finding out who Mr. Teddy Bear is.

Personally, I think it's like wrestling with alligators, but that's Henry's

business. So, as far as you're concerned, it's just bait.

I wouldn't worry about Henry if I were you. No, you wouldn't.

I've got far better bait than Henry. Oh?

Now, what do we know about Mr. Teddybent?

He's a murderously efficient technician.

He spends money like water. Yeah, there's something more?

Yes, there is.

All this business with talking dolls and television cameras.

Macabre sense of humour? No.

Vanity, that's his weakness. Now, if we can offer him a personal challenge,

something that his vanity couldn't refuse, you know...

Tempt him to come out in the open. Then we're getting somewhere.

What had you in mind?

Oh, yeah.

This.

A personal column advertisement?

Well, it might work. We've got nothing to lose. We've got to prod him now.

Otherwise he may get me and not show himself at all. It would be a waste of

bait. Yes.

But this will bring him out where we can see him.

Good evening, Mr. Steed.

I am glad you could come.

Don't do anything in a hurry, Mr. Steed.

He was too eager to meet me, Mr. Steed.

And besides, you caught him.

You seem to have found something, Mr. Steed. May I see?

An attractive stone, but quite worthless, I regret to say. To me, at

You are going.

But surely not without your hat.

Ah, that's right, Mr. Steve.

Not that I blame you. for prying but my eyes, shall I say, are elsewhere.

Are you sure you aren't interested in why I accepted your challenge?

I think I know why.

Do you?

Did you know, for instance, that you have the distinction of being the first

I've ever been hired to kill twice over?

Am I now?

Once by the lady that gave me that piece of jewellery. I touch it. And once by

the man you took it off just now.

Of course, I won't disclose who he was working for, but it is curious, isn't

Very curious. I didn't realise I was so popular.

Oh, I'm afraid so.

Which is why I was curious enough to want to meet you before you die.

Which will be very shortly in passing.

Oh, but not now, of course.

Let's regard this as something of a truce, shall we?

Thank you.

Let's regard it as over.

As you wish, Mr. Steed.

I'm sorry we could not have met under happier circumstances, but there it is.

Mind how you go, Mr. Steed. You are already a dead man.

That's all you found.

Well, what sort of equipment?

Yeah, sounds much the same as last time.

Oh, the dead man. His name's... Oh, just a moment. What was his name?

Henry Farrell does, sir.

He called himself Henry Farrell.

And, uh, nothing on Street's car.

Good. Fine.

We got there about ten minutes after your call.

And found?

A good deal of expensive television equipment. The dead body of Henry

Nothing else.

I've had the squad go over your car. No booby traps.

I told you, he was a gentleman.

Never lay a finger on a rose.

Hey, now, how about my coat and waistcoat? Are they clean, George?

clean, sir. Yeah, nothing on radiography.

You'll be through with the others soon.

I hope that satisfies you. You seem more than usually cautious.

Well, he's very infernally sure of himself. Can I have a cigarette, George?

Cigarette, sir. Thanks, boy.

You're not getting jumpy?

No. Well, I am.

Look, he's beginning to show himself. That's the main thing.

Sooner or later, this obsessive sense of humor appears.

Push him right over the X. Yes, in the meantime, he's given us little or no

information about himself.

He's taken a good look at you and Mrs. Gale.

And we waste our time going over your clothes and your car looking for booby

traps. If Wayne Gilead looked over his pills, he would have completed that

television interview. Now, look, Mr. Teddy Bear Specialist, and death by

gadgetry.

Now, there's a very strong point in favor of killing a man with a booby

You don't have to be there when it goes off, sir. You can't lose if it misses.

You just try again.

An approach you seem to approve of. Eh?

I'm talking about this.

Oh, yes. I gather you don't approve. Oh, I didn't say that.

I'm very curious about your motive. Why did you put it in?

I know how he feels.

He's been in this business as long as you and I. Hasn't he?

Any other man he would have shown himself by now.

But he hasn't. All he's done so far is laugh.

Looks like a straight fight.

Him or me.

Thank you very much, George. In other words, you're personally involved.

Is that what you're saying? Oh, well, I suppose so. If you feel involved, your

judgment's bad and it'll get worse.

You understand?

I have to take you out of the game.

Yeah.

Yes, you're quite right. Go back to your flat. Stay there till this is all over.

If somebody takes a shot at you, you can shot for help. Otherwise, I suggest you

read a good book or something.

There's a man over there now checking everything.

So far, he's found nothing out of the ordinary. Oh, you'll find your cigarette

lighters missing. That was one of the more obvious things we took. It's in the

lab now.

And they also used the big ear, so if there is a bomb there, it's a more than

usually coming one. Ah.

So, you see, we're as cautious -minded as you are.

Yes. And thank you very much for the dressing gown, George.

Welcome, sir.

Is that the lot, sir? Yes.

Good night, sir.

at all, sir. Well, none of this is a mine under the floor. Anyway.

Good. Well, if you find anything yourself, let us know. We'll come and

for you. Thanks a lot. Thanks. Well, not your dog good as gold.

Well, that's what you think.

My dear old girl.

What's the matter, eh? Did you like him? Well, you've got a friend, anyway.

Hello.

I see.

How do you wish to be paid? I shall have to arrange it with my organization.

You will, won't you?

I trust your organization will see fit to pay promptly.

I will take the balance not before this evening and not later than tomorrow

night in industrial diamonds. Do you understand that?

Industrial diamonds.

Where and how will you have them delivered?

I will arrange for them to be collected.

My representative will call on you. You will please follow his instructions.

Very well.

Thank you, Mrs. Gale.

I'd like to leave a message, please.

Why aren't you dead?

Oh, looks as though I am.

Hey, that's a very good photo, isn't it?

You know, I had a passport photograph taken once. It made me look as though I

had a perpetual hangover.

But that is very good.

What do you want?

£198 ,000 in industrial diamonds would do for a start.

Anything you say. Be a good little girl, will you? Put it in your little safe.

All right.

What now?

Are you going to arrange a handover?

He's collecting them, or rather his representative.

I'm to get full instructions later. Later? Didn't they tell you when?

this evening and tomorrow night. What appointments have you got?

Well, I'm supposed to go to a lecture at the Institute this afternoon.

Well, you'd better skip it.

There's a Paris conference. Oh, that's not till next week.

Oh, Dr. Howell.

Who's he?

He's an expert on the Upper Nile.

He's supposed to be coming to see some of my head.

Oh, how many have you got?

Oh, those.

But that's not till this evening.

You know him by sight?

Oh, yes, I'm always meeting him at conferences.

He lectures all over the world. Everybody knows him. Anything else?

No, I don't think so. All right, stay where you are.

If anyone tries to contact you, leave us a message in the usual way. We'll have

you covered, okay?

What about you?

I'm dead, remember?

What are you going to do? Count to a hundred and start again?

Incidentally, what did happen to you?

That's quite a bright idea. I'll tell you something.

Oh, by the way, do you leave your bathroom window open deliberately?

I don't believe it.

It's too simple.

You'll be telling me next you want the stuff left in the lost property at

Victoria Station.

Yeah, well, my information is... I don't want to hear your information.

It's gone far enough.

You said about this man quite differently right from the start. I

should keep ourselves in proportion, you know.

Now, listen, Steve.

Understand this.

Go home. Go home? That's the most dangerous place. Keep out of the way.

he doing?

Try not to make too big a fool of yourself over the course of the next 24

We'll see what we can salvage out of this mess.

All right, I'll take the dog for a walk.

One ten.

Yes?

Tomorrow at four, Royal Festival Hall.

Yes, of course, we'll cover it. We've got to.

I should say this one's all right.

Probably Benin.

It's a beauty.

Now this one, I'm not so sure.

What do you feel yourself?

Well, I brought that one back with me. I'm not sure about it either.

Oh, but don't worry, I haven't spent any money on it yet, so it doesn't really

matter. Oh, I think it does. Take this one, for example.

The man who made it, is he alive or dead?

If he's been dead long enough, perhaps it's worth several thousand pounds.

If this has been made recently, then it's worth nothing.

Why? You're an anthropologist.

Don't you find the question fascinating?

The question of value.

Yes. Yes, I do. Well, that's enough of that.

It's very kind of you to let me come and look at them. Oh, it's been most

interesting. I'm afraid I've taken up too much of your time.

Must you go?

Yes, I have an early plane tomorrow.

You haven't been in London long, have you, Dr. Howell? Where are you staying?

The Voyager's Club, as usual.

You're quite right. I never seem to remain in one place longer than a few

The penalty for the job I'm in, I suppose.

Oh, yes.

Before I go, I have something for you.

Thank you.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Oh, yes, I believe you've something to give me, haven't you?

My dear girl, what's the matter?

Can't be. What on earth is it?

Bad news?

Where did you get this? At the club. I was asked to deliver it to you and told

that you would have something to give me. A package of some sort, I think.

Seems quite straightforward.

May I see?

Yes, it seems quite in order.

Please give Dr. Howell the box you've been keeping for me. Apologies for being

day early. Edward B.

Well, that's all right. What's the matter? Dr. Howell. No, I don't see why

black edge.

Looks like morning or something. Tell me clearly.

Who gave you this?

Well, Bruin, of course. Teddy Bruin at the club.

You know him? Yes, of course I do.

I play bridge with him.

He's a member, then, of the Voyagers?

Yes, interesting man, too.

He's traveled all over the Far East.

You have a package, I suppose?

Oh, yes.

Yes, I've got one.

I'll get it for you.

This is it?

That's it, Dr. Howell.

What are you going to do with it?

I hadn't thought.

Is it valuable at all?

You might say so.

Oh.

Tell me, what does this Mr. Bruin at the club look like?

I thought you said you knew him. Yes, but tell me what you know about him.

he's just an ordinary sort of chap, I suppose.

I'm sorry, are you in a hurry?

Well, my plane leaves early in the morning and I've got to get back to the

and do a bit of packing.

Oh. And deliver this too, of course.

Right, but hold on a minute.

What are you doing?

I'm coming with you to meet Mr. Bruin.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Sorenso Imports. You know where that is.

I'll see you there.

Sorenso, right. Now listen.

I've got somebody here with me.

What do you want me to do about it?

I'm in a hurry. Just do what you're told. Goodbye.

Look, I have to go out and I must take this with me. But... Come on, you said

you were in a hurry. This is very sudden.

Come in, come in.

Sit down.

Well, now, it's late at night. I know I must apologize for having to meet you

under such peculiar circumstances, but there it is.

Those are the diamonds I expect good.

I'm glad you haven't surrounded the whole place with police.

That's not the way you work, is it? Oh, do sit down.

Of course, you've left some sort of emergency distress call behind you.

But we aren't really going to be here long enough to be worried about that.

And, Dean?

A telephone call?

Well, Mr. Steed is dead.

But this is his voice.

Interesting.

Yes.

What is interesting is that you think he is still alive.

Now, why is that, I wonder?

And yet you bring this package here on his instructions.

This seems to be rather a dirty game you've got ourselves into, doesn't it?

game, not mine.

Do you mind if I am absolutely frank with you, Mrs. Gale?

I killed my first man when I was 16 years old.

There was no doubt about him. He died, and he deserved to die. The issues were

clear.

These days, there is getting to be more and more doubt, which brings us to where

we are now.

You must know why you are here.

To hear the story of your life, apparently.

I suspect you are going by the book, Mrs. Gale.

Irritate your opponent, it says, and you give himself away.

Of course, you were the first one of my opponents to run me as close as this.

I'm surprised.

You and Mr. Steed.

And your organization, about which I am extremely curious.

But it's not altogether that.

What is it, then?

This is the first time I've ever been faced with the need to kill a woman.

And you've been lucky, haven't you?

Oh, I suppose so.

And I shall do so if it becomes absolutely necessary.

But let's hope we can come to some other arrangement.

What had you in mind?

Well, the position seems to be this.

I have these, and I have you.

You are, I expect, armed.

Of course.

I wouldn't dream of submitting you to the indignity of a search.

Mrs. Gale, might I have your gun?

You win, Mr. Teddy Bear.

I believe it's called territorial advantage.

Now, I am going to retire.

You have forced it on me, not that I particularly mind. I have to stop

somewhere.

And I would like, if at all possible, to stop short of killing you.

So the issue is clear.

I leave, I take these, and I take you.

Well, you will see if you think a moment that I have to.

I can see that clearly.

Good.

Now, I am going to the Mediterranean. If you would agree, well, I could drop you

off, shall we say, in the Aegean.

This is assuming I cooperate.

If I don't, you suppress your distaste for killing women and drop me overboard

in the Bay of Biscuits.

Oh, I'm afraid so.

Well, I'm willing to retire, but not to commit suicide.

I see your point.

Supposing I say I agree.

And then shout for help at the earliest opportunity.

You have a surprising faith in gentlemen's agreements, Mr. Teddy Bear.

But perhaps you've noticed I'm not a gentleman.

Oh, I have noticed with approval.

However, I should expect you to give evidence of good faith by taking one of

these.

Nothing dangerous, just a rather strong sleeping tablet.

Then I should be absolutely certain that you won't interfere for at least six

hours.

Very well, I accept.

Good.

I had hoped you wouldn't shout death or glory. It would have been most

inconvenient if I had to shoot you here and now.

You're a young woman of considerable courage.

Quite the part from anything else.

And now... Just to appease my curiosity, I, um...

would hate to travel 2 ,000 miles and end up with a couple of dozen bars of

salt. You understand, I have a natural caution.

I am the Demon King, Mr. Teddy Bear.

Mr. Steed.

Copy. I've got his gun.

Check it.

It's loaded. Where are you, Mr. Steed?

I'm across the passageway, Mr. Teddy Bear. I'm not a magician.

As you can hear, we haven't dismantled quite all your equipment. We kept your

intercom system going.

I congratulate you on still being alive.

Well, first thing, you know, I didn't know you had nerve gas in your arm, Ray.

It's tricky to handle, particularly mixed with a blistering agent. I have

a nasty burn.

No real danger.

We met, you recall, in your flat just after your organization had carried out

their rather efficient search.

So we did.

So we did.

You carry atropine, eh? The antidote. You're very well prepared.

I don't actually carry it, but I have it around, you know.

And what now?

We want to talk to Mr. Teddy Bear. You understand? We want to have a nice long

chat with him.

What Mr. Steed means, Mrs. Gale, is that he prefers me alive.

I can see his point.

What do you want me to do?

Move towards the door.

Carefully.

Perhaps I can save you the trouble.

The door is locked.

I doubt if you can force it. I need hardly say I don't propose to open it.

You hear that, Steed?

Yes. It's true.

I might also add... But this room is meant to be fireproof.

Which means, amongst other things, that its walls are still clad. It's one of

the reasons I chose it.

Unless Mr. Speed has a blowtorch, I doubt if he or anyone else can get in

several hours.

Let's wait, then.

Can you wait?

Sooner or later, your attention will wander. When it does, I shall jump you.

Are you quite sure when I do that you can avoid killing me?

I am at the end of the road, Mrs. Gale. I have nothing to lose.

We have a great deal to win, Mr. Teddy Bear.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Do you see?

In fact, can you keep that gun tamed on me for more than an hour?

I suppose you're too much of a lady to shoot him now in the kneecap, for

instance. As a matter of fact, I am.

So, Mr. Teddy Bear, you're going to have to take one of those.

How long did you say it would keep me out of trouble?

About six hours, wasn't it?

I should think that would do us.

Well?

My dear Mrs. Gayle. Now.

And slowly.

Now, shall we go?

What do you mean?

I mean that with your permission, I propose to open that door.

I can see no reason for staying here.

Oh, come now, Mrs. Gallagher. If I were to disarm you now, I could hardly go

very far, could I?

Why not?

Only an animal fights to the death.

I have no wish to be carried out of here on a stretcher. I prefer to walk.

Mr. Speed.

Careful, Cathy.

Just be hurry, Mr. Steed. I feel rather tired.

Mrs. Gale, it has been a pleasure to meet you.

I am sorry I had to lie to a lady.

I brought my homework. I thought you might find it interesting. Up you get,

girl. Not on the furniture.

Oh, well, all right. Look, I don't want to bore you with a whole lot. I'll just

read the end.

Subject committed suicide while in my custody by means of poison.

That should put you right at the bottom of the class.

Well, you should be caned in front of the class. It was a very bright idea of

Mr. Teddy Bear's telling you it was a sleeping tablet. It was really poison.

Yes, it would appeal to you. The touching faith in his word as a

If I hadn't come along, you'd have...

Drunk it all down like a good girl, wouldn't you? I've already thanked you.

Well, you're welcome.

By the way, this might interest you. It was in his pocket.

Go on, it won't bite you.

At least I don't think it will.

Oh.

That looks like a strong box key.

What are you going to do about it?

Are you sure you don't want it? Oh, no, no, no. It was addressed to you.

Oh.

Well, find the lock. It fits, I suppose. I hope it's sunny. I need a holiday.

Come along, old girl.

Come on, a girl.

By the way, what's its name?

Huh?

Freckles. Come on then, Freckles.

Steve. Yeah, what?

When you do find it, be careful how you open it, won't you?