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Woo -hoo!

Katie, get off there. Get off there. Oh,
this is not the season for molting.

Morning. Is it still raining?

You're joking, of course.

Oh.

It's going to ruin the pitch.

Football?

Polo. Now, look here. I'll get a snake
for a pet if you don't watch it. They

only shed their coats once a year.

You look as though you're going to a
funeral.

I am.

Oh, I'm sorry, who?

My old batman. You had a batman? When
was this?

Munich, 1945.

What were you doing?

I was keeping an eye on an adjutant.
What was he doing, watching the CO?

He was smuggling coffee beans.

Big star.

Look, not all of us start at the top,
you know. Many of us cut our teeth on

coffee beans and tubes of penicillin.

What time's the service?

Twelve o 'clock. I've got to hurry. Out
of the way, thanks.

Oh!

Now, handkerchief, wallet, keys, change.
I mustn't

forget the collection.

I think you'll find there won't be a
collection.

Oh? Oh, that's good.

Steve? Yes?

Oh, thank you.

Here we are.

Oh, dear, dear.

It spoiled the service. No, it didn't,
ma 'am. Now, you sit down.

Hello. Hello.

All that rain on the roof.

You could hardly hear the vicar.

Oh, you got the general drift of it? The
hymns, I didn't call the hymns.

Well, I wouldn't know about them.

It would have been his choice, I know
that.

My dear lady, that's all that matters.

You think so?

I do.

Oh,

fight the good fight.

Not too aggressive for a funeral, was
it? Oh, not at all.

Fine old military hymn.

Now then, ma 'am, it's a very nice
service.

And then again, you see, the proper
organist couldn't come today.

You know, some lovely flowers.

And there should have been a little
discount in the sum.

Well, I wouldn't worry about that. No
one would have known, honestly. You're

very kind.

You know, everybody's been so good.

So very good. Now then, ma 'am.

While we've got a minute, gentlemen, I'd
like to nip through the wheel. Well,

I'd better be going. No, stay where you
are, Mr. Steed, aren't you, Lord Shook?

You do know one another. No, we haven't
asked a minute to you. Oh, I'm sorry.

This is Lord Teal, the banker.

Mr. Steed.

Dad battled for his law to be 1980 and
for Mr. Steed in 45.

Oh, how do you do, sir? How do you do?

You in the brigade?

No, I was attached to the Eichel.

Oh, under the counter stuff, huh?

Gentlemen, would you like to sit down,
please? The will.

This...

is the last will and testament of me
Clarence Arthur Wrightson of 19 oh

just the address I hereby revoke all
wills made by me at any time here to for

appoint John James oh that's just me
same address to be my executor and

all my debts and funeral expenses shall
be paid as soon as conveniently may be

after my deceit now then um my old
governor Lord Teal

I return the military cross which he so
generously presented to me on Armistice

Day, 1918.

Oh, well, that's very nice of him.
Should by rights have been his.

He's a fine soldier, Father.

I was straight out of Octo, wet behind
the ears.

He carried me, that man did carry me.

He'd bring me him a tea, go over the
day's plans with me.

Oh, he was a fine soldier. Great man.

Well, then, ma 'am. Thank you very much,
Your Lordship.

To Mr. Steed.

My governor at the end of the last war.
I return the ten pounds which he never

expected to see again, which he lent me
in Munich. Is that right?

My goodness me, I'd completely forgotten
about it. He wanted a set of German

draftsman's tools. He had most of the
money, and I lent him the last ten. Oh,

well, there was no need.

Well, I'd completely forgotten about it.

That is a thing of honour, Mr. Stevens.
As you say, Mrs. Wright.

To my son, John, I leave the sum of one
hundred pounds.

Thank you, Dad.

The balance of the estate and whatsoever
effects I possess or shall accrue at my

death I leave to my beloved wife, Edith.

Because of her, the road seemed less
long.

At the time of making my will, the
estate was valued at... at 180

,000 pounds.

That can't help.

Now stay over there and sit.

Hey, are you still here? It's not
raining, you know. It's not five hours

Five hours?

They've shampooed all the carpets in my
flat and I can't walk on them for five

hours. Oh, dear, Jamie. Any calls?

No.

Didn't anyone phone about a pair of polo
ponies?

No. Oh.

How was the funeral?

I got a mention in the will.

Good. I was left ten quid.

So, I spent it.

Now I see the need for a pony.

My Batman was a twenty pound a week
draftsman.

He worked in a printing company.

Fine stamps, share certificates.

Interesting.

And he left a hundred and eighty
thousand pounds.

On twenty pounds a week?

Or was it bank notes under the bed?

Property. And he really owned it?

Yeah, I checked with Bush House. He
owned everything that he said he did.

And he was your Batman?

Yeah, now, assuming you always earned 20
pounds, say you worked for 40 years,

all that's... It would be 41 ,600, just
138 ,400 short.

Yes, and that's assuming you never spent
a penny, no? House, clothes, food,

cigarettes and... Not to mention income
tax.

That's right.

Who are the other beneficiaries?

His widow, his son, Lord Teal.

The merchant banker?

Yeah, you know, they don't deal in cash
over the counter. No, they arrange

mergers and takeovers, finance foreign
trade and assist new companies.

Teal and Van Dorn throughout Morton
Street. Hey, what did he get, 25?

A medal. Who?

Lord Teal. A medal?

Is that all?

180 ,000.

Maybe he won the football pools.

No, he didn't.

Then I think your Batman friend must
have been a forger.

Oh, look, you'll be dealing with a
criminal fraternity too long at this

Have you still got that miniature
camera?

Yes, why?

I was wondering if you'd take a few
photos for me.

Higher taxes and stiffer death duties
have signalled the end of the private

family business and economies of scale
and international competition favour the

formation of larger firms.

Stop.

This has resulted in a welter of
mergers, takeovers and new sues on the

Stock Exchange.

Stop.

We at Thiel and Van Doren...

Pride ourselves that we have had our
fair share of this financial pie.

How did it go?

It is dark.

Why, what happened?

Clarence Arthur Wrightson left
everything in his will.

How much?

One hundred and eighty thousand pounds.

As much as that? Yes.

What are we going to do?

180 ,000.

Tied up in property.

What did the family say?

Flabbergasted. Thought it was a joke.

Some joke.

Anybody else there?

Solicitors? No. A fellow named Steed.
They met in the army. Second war.

What do you think will happen?

When the world goes up for probate,
everything will break loose. Every tax

inspector in the country will be in on
the act. What are we going to do?

We sit tight.

I don't like saying it, Basil, but he
was your responsibility. Oh, I know. You

don't have to remind me. But we couldn't
have got by without him.

We were dependent on him.

That's it, though, isn't it?

We're just an anachronism now, and you
know that.

Four generations ago, when Dutch know
-how was allied to English aristocracy,

that was all right, but what's left?

An Englishman with a Dutch name and one
very faded old school tie. We represent

some of the finest companies in the
country. We're a pair of financial

that's all we are.

Ancestral homes, dinners, golf clubs,
varsity matches.

I bet you haven't missed an Eaton wall
game since the war, have you? Which war?

I still don't understand what it's all
about.

Why didn't you ask us for advice?

A sense of humor, no doubt.

Why? Why?

Well, what do you want me to do? Go out
to the cemetery and ask him?

Yes.

Yes, I'll tell him.

Sir Ian Delisle is waiting to see you in
your office.

Ah, well, all right, I'll see him.

What about the Mayorsham deal?

When's it due?

End of next week.

Better start buying straight away. What
do we use for money?

Oh, don't worry.

Oh, I do worry. If we don't clear 70
,000, we can't exercise our option on

Gibbs electronic stock.

We will clear 70 ,000. We're going to
gain control of Gibbs. There'll be no

doubt of that, no doubt at all.

I'll think of something.

Better be gone.

I asked for a Bloody Mary.

Did you?

Yes. What's this?

Tea. Tea?

Lapsang soochong with lemon. Lended by
one of our own companies.

Why? Why tea?

Well, it seemed more appropriate in view
of the hour. What's wrong with a Bloody

Mary? Oh, nothing, my dear. I'm sure
it's an excellent beverage in its place.

You treat me as if I were still at
Rodin.

Shall I pour?

I can manage, thank you.

How are the kennels?

Kennels? Oh, you are an old mothball.
That was years ago.

There's been the riding stables, the
slimmer armour.

What's the slimmer armour and the riding
stables?

Oh, I don't know. I have jobs like other
people have clothes.

You should settle down.

Settle nothing.

How do you know what it's all about if
you haven't tried it? Well, you don't

have to swallow the ocean to describe
the taste of salt water.

Not? Where did it come from?

Off a matchbox.

Anyway, what are you doing now?

I have a floret.

Oh, yes, of course.

Well, what do you know about flowers?

Not much.

You don't need to. People point. You
say, how many?

You wrap them up. No one gives a toot
whether you can tell a man to rhyme them

from a dandelion. Oh, well, the
important thing is that you enjoy

There's this rather dishy porter from
Covent Garden.

Oh, now, Cynthia, please, no more
scandals. That Scandinavian air steward

quite bad enough.

Spoilsport. That blonde hair.

And all those open sandwiches.

The way he said, smear gospel.

Oh, Cynthia.

Business.

I don't know why we bother.

It must bore you to distraction, and I
never understand a word of all these

percentages. Well, it's only reasonable.
You should know what we're doing with

the money.

As long as the dividends come through,
I'm quite happy.

I thought when we got the sudden
summons, we'd all gone bust.

Oh, hardly.

Now then, Oldfields. Well, they're a
fine company. Really? What do they do?

Mail order.

Do you think they could order me one?

Oh, Cynthia, please. I'm sorry. You go
on.

Walkers. They're high, but they may go
higher.

Hammonds, the grocery chain. Well, they
had a very good interim report.

Perhaps you should... No, perhaps not.

Stotts. Well, they raised their final by
two points. AGM next week.

AGM?

Annual General Meeting.

What about Glovers?

Well, they had a record report last
April. They were fine holding.

Yes, although I say it myself, it's an
excellent list.

You wouldn't change anything?

Oh, I wouldn't sell a single share.

That'll beat the index, keep you warm in
your old age.

I advise you not to sell the solitary.

You're a genius.

Now can I go?

Yes, all right. Come and see us again
soon.

Don't leave it so long next time.

Ah, Kubera.

How's the market this afternoon?

FT index up at lunch by 0 .6. Gold's a
firmer, too, sir.

Give those to Mr. Van Doren, will you?
Right.

Hello?

Eric? Yes?

You alone?

Yes.

I'm sending Kubera in Lady Cynthia's
portfolio.

You can start selling every
shareholding.

Everything.

Exhausting, isn't it? I've seen so many
wives.

Still, if you've got money in the
company, you must take an interest.

Speak for yourself. I've made 230
applications so far and got no single

Well, I only got 100.

Only? How many did you apply for?

100.

What it is to have beauty and friends in
high places.

Have you come to any conclusion yet
about my photographs?

The share certificates are genuine.

Good afternoon.

I'm Victor Gibbs.

Oh, my name's Steve.

Oh, welcome to the old home.

I hang a mile this time. I haven't
understood anything for hours.

No, it's a bit tricky, isn't it? You get
used to it. Do you have any of your

little pieces in the Canaveral rockets?

Oh, yes.

We've probably got something up there
right now.

Is there one up there? It's difficult to
keep track, I know.

Aircraft, rockets, computers,
television, transistors.

That's us. You must be very proud to see
it all doing so well. Oh, yes, it's

very gratifying. What made you decide to
go public, if you don't mind my asking?

Not a bit.

One of the principal reasons is I had a
comedy last year. I'm trying to do too

much. Oh, dear.

The doctor said to take things easy, and
this was one way of doing it. There

were financial considerations.

Well, the reason I ask is I have dreams
of doing the same thing myself.

On a smaller scale, of course. What's
your line, Mr. Stephen?

Dog kennels.

Constant demand, I suppose.

Oh, they're running in and out all the
time. There's the accessories, the Fido

bowl and brush, etc.

I suppose I must have, yes. What made
you choose Thielen van Doorn?

Well, they're very competitive.

Perhaps you'd like to see the brochure?
Well, it is not too much trouble. Not a

bit. Be a pleasure.

Well, they're not a good steed's dog
kennels.

Concealed entrances.

Perfect for ambushing postmen.

Vandoren seem to have a particular
interest in electronics companies.

Over the past four months, 27 of them
have come on the market, 19 by a deal in

Vandoren. Good average.

And each time they've gained effective
control of one of our key industries.

Suspicious, isn't it?

Hardly. Here they are.

You can keep that. I've got several.
Thank you very much. Oh, Mrs.

Gale. This is Mr. Victor Gibbs. Mrs.
Catherine Gale. How do you do? How do

do? They've got a very good list here.

Oh, yes. They handle a lot of the top
people.

Really? Yes, remember the other ashdown?
That chappy who sold his ancestral home

and shipped it out to the States. Oh,
yes, it went out section by section.

misplaced one of the turrets.

That's him.

Well, his daughter, Lady Cynthia
Bellamy, is one of their clients. Lady

Bellamy. Well, she must be rolling in
it. Yes.

Well, if you'll excuse me. Oh, perhaps
I'll see you later.

Teas at four?

Right. Good. Thank you very much.

Do you fancy a dehydrated cucumber
sandwich?

No. Oh, am I? Just don't be bloated.

Have a look, Lord Teal.

Hold on.

Right, now.

What are Walker's tools doing this
morning?

59 and 61 shillings.

Couldn't you jack them up a bit?

I've got 500 to go at 63.

You're an optimist. Yeah, that's why I'm
a banker.

Stots. Property?

That's it.

15 and 6, 16 shillings. They're going
down?

So? Well, the results were fabulous. Pre
-tax profits up by 40%. That's the

jobbers, old boy. They can't read.

I think there's a parcel come on the
market, probably an estate.

It was good an answer, haven't you?

I thought that's what you paid me for,
old boy. No, it's your sunny

Sell 2 ,000 if not less than 28.

May take a couple of days. I'm not that
impatient.

That's all.

No buys?

What about merchants?

Again? You heard.

Hold on.

13 and 6, 14 shillings.

Buy another 10 ,000 and don't go above
14.

All righty. Is that it? Thank you.

Call you back.

How's it coming along?

Well, I've got rid of them all except
for six parcels.

What about Mersham? Well, when he gets
that 10, we'll have 60 ,000. How many

more can we afford?

Well, assuming we clear the rest of Lady
Cynthia Bellamy's portfolio and the

price doesn't react too much, we're at
another 140 ,000. Oh, it's only gone up

shilling so far.

I hope the Gibbs deal is worth it. It
will be.

Well, I'm going to the parlor to have a
drink. Are you coming?

Yes, I suppose so. Silence of payments.
We're up again.

Oh, excellent.

Well, things are brightening up.

Even Cooper says so.

We might survive another week.

Even yet.

There must be a reference to her
somewhere.

Maybe she's not a big socialite.

Well, that's not what I hear.

These things don't start till she
arrives.

Ascot.

Newmarket.

Kempton Park.

No wonder so many of them look like
horses.

Lady Priscilla Mary of Price enjoys a
joke on the stairs.

Aging lady Cynthia Bellamy, lady...
Perhaps she plays polo.

Somehow I doubt it.

Do you know this is like a family album?
Have a look at that rotund one. I've

seen her at least five times. She's
always wolfing ice cream.

Actually, it's just the same party. They
just keep it moving.

Hold everything.

Where?

There she is. Bless her decolletage.

Lady Cynthia Bellamy sits this one out
with Major Foster M .F .H., the

Jeremy Barnes Mayfair Party.

Good for Jeremy, what? Good for the
Major.

Oh, yes.

Hey, where's he got his hand?

Oh, officer and a gentleman.

Well, we found her. Now what?

The A's of the aristocracy.

Hey, get me the phone book, A to D.

Have a couple of dozen red roses,
please.

Mind the water jump, young lady.

That's what comes of biting your
fingernails.

Would you send them, please, to Mrs.
Catherine Gale, and it's at this

Certainly, sir.

Excuse me.

Don't I know your face?

No, I think it's the knee that you know.

That'll be two guineas.

Well, I never thought that roses were
meant to blush unseen, you know.

Oh, knees. There's two pounds. Hold on a
sec.

And two shillings.

I'll take that set off straight away.
Look, I remember you from somewhere.

don't tell me. I can't. I don't know.

It was at a party.

I've seen you at a party. Could be.

Hold up. No, I don't dig the GGs.

No, not a point of point. Definitely
not.

Oh.

Deb Ball.

Who? Grant and Stewart.

Don't know them.

Graham Scott.

Oh.

Campbell Cunningham.

I didn't miss anything. Flat chambers.

No, it was more recent than that. Henley
Regatta.

Can't stand the water.

No, me. Wimbledon?

Kinky.

Your advantage.

No, it was a party. I know it was a
party. Roy Musgrove. Charming name, but

don't know him. Oh, he's South African.
Jonathan Oates, the man. Peter Cooper

with a U.

Jeremy Barnes.

Yes!

That's it. Spitting do, isn't it? Was
it?

Well, surely you remember.

I've never seen so much champagne.

Buckets full. That's why. I don't
remember.

Um, per green.

Oh, very much so.

Well, surely you've never seen me there.
We had a little joke on the stairs. Old

Bugs, Whiskers, Foster, what was it? The
thin red line, you know.

Vaguely. Very, very vaguely. How'd you
get home?

Floated, I think.

Surely you haven't forgotten the, uh...

Taxi ride?

Taxi? I suppose I must have done it. Oh,
you disappoint me, young lady. It's

like writing on water.

We shared this taxi. Yeah, don't you
remember saying the taxi driver nights

bridge via Hornchurch?

I said that. Yes, you naughty girl.

Then you started talking money.

You started to advise me on my
investment.

Eve, I don't know anything about
finance.

You mentioned the name. Van, Vaughan.

Van Doren. That's right.

Yes, and my bankers and advisors.

I can't think why I offered to help you.
Don't tell me you're withdrawing the

offer. Not a bit.

I promised to help. And help I will.

When? You know, for tellies. The steaks
are this thick and there's a baleone's

crab. Divine.

What time?

Eight. Eight's two.

What about, uh, what about Mrs. Gayle?

Oh! She's my old nanny. It's her 69th
birthday. Look, I'll pick you up on the

dot of eight.

I'll bring your portfolio.

I never step outside without it. Toodle
-pip.

That's how we send some of this junk to
the laundry. Ah, never.

That's genuine mud from Waterloo.

Here.

Mershams. 21 shillings.

Thank you very much indeed.

I'll talk to you later, John.

21 shillings? Yes, now we can sell.

Definitely. Yes, that's not bad. Buy at
14, sell at 21.

Price might slip when we start selling.
Oh, a little, not much.

Anyway, we have to start buying back
Lady Cynthia Bellamy's shares.

Yes, I'll get on to that right away.

Come in.

The HP contract from the list of
acceptance.

Ah, yes, thank you, Mrs. Gale. And
Tuesday at the end of the account. Thank

Mrs. Gale. Oh, by the way, Eric, this is
Mrs. Gale. She's taken over from Jenny.

This is Mr. Van Doren. How do you do?
How do you do?

It's very sudden.

Yes, Jenny got an unexpected passage to
Sydney. Someone had to cry on her. I

thought she was going to have to wait
for six months.

I think somebody pulled some strings
somewhere.

You're probably right.

The rich get richer and the strings get
pulled.

Yeah, well, thank you very much, Mrs.
Gale. I'll look through these and then

we'll go over them later.

Very good, sir.

What's the secret, Basil?

How do you do it? Ah, it's no secret.

As I tell Madge, if a man spends 18
hours a day at work, he might as well

them with pleasant people.

Yeah? Is Mr. John Steed to see you, sir?

John Steed?

Has he got an appointment?

No.

All right, well, I'll see him in a few
moments.

Very good, sir.

You didn't give me much time, did you?

Oh, his Lordship.

You'll ring if you want anything.

My name's Cooper.

Thank you.

Waiting for his lordship, sir.

Yes.

Sherry or Paul?

Well, Sherry, please.

Dry, sir? Very.

Well,

that's a very convivial way to do
business, isn't it?

What's the matter?

It looks as though you grew there.

That man was the man at right.

Are you sure?

Positive. Do you recognize him? He must
have done.

You'd better stay here. It should
produce some action one way or another.

I'll look after him.

Trust me.

Why?

Yes, sir.

Send Mrs. Steele in now, will you,
please?

Ah, good afternoon, Steele. Good
afternoon, sir. Come in, sit down.

Well, this is a terrific office.

Yes, my partner deals with the
contemporary side, so he has the brass

chrome. I specialize in the quality
market.

Cigar? No, thank you. Anything about our
friend Wrightson?

No, I didn't expect there to be any more
to hear. The grave's pretty

irrevocable. Any theories on how he made
all that money?

Theories? I don't deal in them. Couldn't
have been legal.

Mrs. Wrightson seems surprised, doesn't
he? 180 ,000?

Who wouldn't?

Come in.

I approve of the way you do business.
Now, that's extremely civilized. Thank

very much, sir Cooper.

Thank you, Cooper.

Banking's always been civilized,
probably because it was started by the

Italians.

Don't quote me.

Oh, it's excellent, Sherry.

Fringe benefits.

Now, what can I do for you? I promised
to contact you on behalf of a friend of

mine. Yes, I will. He's in business.
He's doing extremely well. He needs a

to extend his plant. Can you help?

Of course, one would have to go into it
very carefully and look into the figures

for the past few years, balance sheets
and so on, but I'm afraid not. We're

heavily committed on the high -purchase
side.

Big investments in Europe.

Perhaps one of the other banks, or
possibly an insurance company.

Oh, dear me. Well, I'll suggest that.

Yes. Well, we'd like to help, but I'm
afraid we're fully committed.

Oh, I understand. No, I haven't asked
you. Oh, not at all, Sven. I'm sorry.

Good. I like to give these fellows a
break, you know. Yes, so do we. They

pull up stakes and go off to America or
something.

That's great.

Thank you for your time. Not at all.

By the way, what line's your friend in?

Electronics.

Electronics? Oh, why didn't you say so
before?

Sit down.

We might go into this.

I think perhaps that we might find a way
around this. Of course, I can't

guarantee anything, but...

Thank you. Thank you.

No.

Oh.

Compliments of Lady Cynthia.

She didn't think the green carnation
suit, did she? Now, have a look at that

a list to show. Lady Cynthia again?

Yeah, we owe a lot to that girl. I
showed it to an investment broker. He

very impressed.

A very nice mixture of growth and
income.

Now, have a look at these. The index has
been 300, 310 for the past few weeks.

No spectacular ups or downs.

Yet all of Lady Cynthia's shares, and
I've checked them all, have gone down.

by equivalent amounts.

Look, see. Now, what did you use from
that?

They've all been sold.

Hello.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

From this number?

Thank you very much.

It appears that my call to Madrid cost
me £8 .10.

You'll just have to sell some shares
then, won't you?

It was very nice of you to call.

But to tell you the truth, the matter's
right out of my hands now.

My solicitor, Mr Jones, is taking it up
with tax people.

I don't know what's happening.

If I were John and been here, I think he
could tell you.

Oh, he has been good.

I don't know what I'd have done without
him.

Well, I could never have managed on my
own.

Sugar? Yes, please?

The old thing's beyond me.

180 ,000's beyond most of us. I thought
it were a joke.

Honestly, a joke. I really did.

I can understand that.

Well, I mean, where did Clarence get his
hands on all that money?

A little in the post office, I, or a bit
of a divvy. You haven't any idea?

I'm no wiser than the day our John sat
at this very table and read it out.

You don't mind tea, do you? I like it.

I'm sure it's not what you're used to in
the evenings.

There you are, love.

Thank you.

Oh, nail varnish.

I've always wanted to try it, but
Clarence wouldn't have it.

Painted women, he always called them. No
offence. No, of course not.

Do you think your husband could have got
the money from his firm?

Pinched it, you mean? Well, I... Without
a doubt.

Well, I mean, you think of everything,
don't you?

And it's a poor company that wouldn't
miss that lot. Yes.

Nay, he were a straight man, Mrs. Gale.

You should have heard the things that
Lord Teal said about him.

Made me quite proud.

Yes, I'm sure.

1918.

It's a long time.

Did your husband see a lot of Lord Teal
after the warning?

Well, I don't know that he saw him at
all.

Apart from regimental dues and
Remembrance Day and things like that,

Hello, son.

This is Mrs. Gale. How do you do?

Hello.

Mrs. Gale's a friend of Mr.

Steed's. We was just talking about the
will.

Oh, I see.

Mrs. Gale came to see if there were out
she could do.

Did she?

Well, there's not.

Well, I think I'd better be going, Mrs.
Wright.

Well, you have another drink of tea? No,
thank you. You've been very kind. Come

again, love.

Anytime. Thank you.

Who sent you?

Mr. Steed, your mother just told you.
Oh.

What's his interest?

I imagine he'd like to help. Well, of
course he would. Don't be so suspicious.

Eighteen years we've been here, and no
one wanted to help us before.

Perhaps you haven't needed help before.

Good night, Mrs. Wright. Good night,
love.

Vultures. We can have the old boy out of
his box if we could.

You weren't very friendly, were you? Ah,
why should I be?

I thought you were very nice. Ah, don't
be taking it, Mum.

But all after the same thing. Where did
it come from?

I bet she asked you, didn't she? Here,
drink your tea. Or didn't she?

No, of course she didn't.

You never were a very good liar.

Oh, John, I wish we knew.

I'd tell you if it thought it'd do any
good.

He knows something.

Yeah, I reckon so.

We'll be all right, Mum.

Don't you worry.

What did I do?

You're not wounded or anything, are you?
Of course not. How did you do it? Do

what? Don't look all that muscular.

You must be very deceptive. I am.

Now, what have I done?

Golly. Goliath, my devoted bodyguard.

Oh, the fellow in the shop, yeah. You
knocked him out.

Was it a pedopile driver or a Boston
crab or an Irish...

I adore wrestling, don't you?

All those big, strong men grunting at
one another.

Yeah, not at this time of the morning.

Did you wreck the shop as well?

Not quite.

Oh, how divine.

Anyhow, Golly's very upset. He was a
contender.

What for?

I don't know.

But I know he contended.

More than once, I think, I have to ask
him. I want to ask you a question first.

Well, I'll stop, Samson.

Have you by any chance sold any of your
shares?

Shares? Of course not.

Open up.

What is it, eh?

It's for you.

Ah.

Machine man, that's what we are.

Made by one of our own companies.

Oh, is it?

Excellent bit of kit.

You're a hypocrite.

Anyway, for the record, we made a profit
of £71 ,268 on the Meerschaum deal.

Excellent bit of business, Eric. I
congratulate you.

The last from that particular source.
Yes, unfortunately.

Best Batman any man ever had.

We shall miss him.

Shall we take up the option on the Gibbs
electronic stuff?

Yes.

Yep. Oh, there you are, sir. There's Mr.
John Wrightson on the phone for you.

Take it here. All right, put him on.

Very well, sir.

I'm putting you through now, Mr.
Wrightson.

Nine o 'clock tonight.

What does he want?

He wants to see me. What for?

To do a deal, whatever that may mean.

You think he's on to it?

Don't you?

What shall I say?

I think he'll do most of the talking, I
should say, as little as you can.

But he hasn't any proof. He can't have.

He's got £180 ,000 worth.

If only he knows how to use it.

Oh, good evening, Your Lordship.

Come in.

Do sit down.

Glad you could make it.

Didn't sound much like an invitation.

Beer? No, thank you.

Well, I think I know how it was done.

Not interested?

Should I be?

Crafty, eh?

Are you suggesting that I was involved
with your father?

Yeah, that's the general drift of it.
Odd bedfellows, wouldn't you say? Supply

and demand, that's what they call it.

You've got something that's good, you
can generally find a market for it. Who

supplied who in this mythical enterprise
of yours?

Dad supplied you.

With information.

Financial information.

Dad and you.

Yeah, it was an unlikely team, and that
was good.

Who'd expect a 20 -quid -a -week man to
hobnob with a big bank?

Who indeed?

Ah, but you see, Dad was a top
draftsman.

So when an order comes through for a new
banknote or a new share certificate, he

was the first to be told.

That's before it's publicly announced,
right?

Now, I'm no master, but I can guess what
it was worth to you.

Absolutely fantastic.

You think so?

Where's the proof?

Oh, I don't need proof. No?

No, that's up to the police.

I'll leave the police to find the proof.

You think they believe him?

With 180 ,000 quid to account for.

I believe anything.

Have you mentioned this to the police
yet? Not yet.

Look at it like this.

Could I have my old mother living off
dishonest money?

Well, good sentiment seems to enter
pretty late into your argument. Ah,

me. Business first.

What do you want from me?

A pension.

For your old mother?

Oh, no, for me.

Oh, something purely nominal. Say, uh...
Ten thousand?

A year.

Every single one of them.

You mean the investments have gone back
up? By almost identical amounts.

Lady Cynthia's back in pocket again.

She won't be much longer if she keeps
emptying her shop on you.

She's a dear.

To Samson, love, Delilah.

In other words, the investments have
been repurchased. Exactly. Why?

I don't know. It's a pretty expensive
business.

Registration fees, stamp duty.

I think somebody must have needed cash
in hand.

Just for a few weeks?

Yes, and I'm beginning to see why.

A couple of days ago, Van Doren
mentioned to me a company called

They made a free issue. Caused quite a
stir.

Much effect on the share price?

Yes, it rose quite steeply from about 15
to 21 shillings.

Oh, good thing to be in on.

I'm certain Thiel and Van Doren were in
on it. Do you think it wasn't such a

surprise issue to them?

Maybe. Who knows when an issue's going
to be made?

Well, as few people as possible. Board
of directors, obviously.

Then it's not confirmed until the annual
general meeting.

Just a formality, eh? Yes, the share
certificates are usually posted the next

day. What about the people who make the
share certificates?

Yes, of course.

In order to print them, they have to
know in advance, too.

First prize.

Oh! The interest of one of our
electronic firms. No, never.

Don't be stupid, Basil. We haven't
anything in hand.

We need cash. We haven't got Wrightson
to rely on now, and that leech of a son

of his will bleed us dry.

We're still not selling.

Then what is your alternative?

I'd kill him sooner than that.

Kill him?

Yes.

You can't be serious. Oh, yes, I am.

We have a unique role to fill, Eric.

Never forget that.

We can help make this country great
again and save the world.

That's a reasonable life's achievement.

You don't think so?

I don't know, Bethany.

I don't know.

I'm a banker.

I'm not a politician. I'm not a soldier.
Ah, soldiers.

There aren't such things any longer.
They're as dead as the dodo.

But you still have to match force with
force.

And the only force that matters in the
world today is the sort that our

electronic companies provide. Companies
that we've financed and developed.

Companies like Gibbs.

I can't fight on the battlefield any
longer, but I can fight on the field of

finance.

And if we win...

It's a reasonable life's achievement.

Satisfied?

I wondered who wanted Mum out the way.

She should have told you I'd left my
job.

It would have helped.

Did you find what you were looking for?
I think so.

A bit's beginning to fit, hmm?

I'm sorry you got so interested. It's a
business.

You think I spiked your gun?

I think you spiked your own.

President, have you got the draft
agreement to give?

No, I sent it round down to records.
Why, do you want it, please?

Yes, sir?

Oh, um, Mrs. Gale, did you take that
draft agreement down to records yet?

Give us the electronics, yes.

I'm sorry to bother you. Would you bring
it up again, please?

Yes, of course.

I don't trust her. Oh, relax, Eric.
Honestly, does she look like inland

No.

But I still don't trust her.

You back here, too?

No. I keep mine in a piggy bank.

Who's doing it?

Donald, who are you doing? We just want
to work with you, sir.

He's on to you. What do you mean?

He knows how it was done.

So much for his friend's electronics
company.

Is this true?

The tip -off from Wrightson's, the
spectacular killings on the stock market

using a client's money. Yes, it's true.
You see? You'll be reading it in the

papers next.

Where's your proof? The sale of Lady
Cynthia Bellamy's investments and their

repurchase. All those deals will be
recorded.

Well, what do you want to do, ruin it?

My partner and I are directors of 60 or
70 companies, Mr. Steve.

Can't you imagine the effect that this
would have?

I can very well, but isn't it a little
late to think of that? We didn't do it

make money for ourselves, you know. We
have the petty and cash between us. What

about Wrightson, my old Batman?

He was your percentage man. He ended up
with 180 ,000.

He wasn't helping a few dozen lame
scientists.

Why is it always electronics?

Somebody had to support them. The
country wouldn't.

What Mr. Van Dorn tells you is the
truth, Mr. Steve. We've made very little

profit out of this.

But these men, these scientists and
engineers, they're our only hope. Don't

see that?

We lent capital to a man in a small
garage in Cricklewood, and today his

electronics firm is the finest in the
country.

He was one of the good ones, one of the
few.

There isn't a rocket or a missile in the
Western world that doesn't owe

something to him and to us.

Now, look, Mr. Steele, I beg you, can't
you forget this?

I'm very sorry.

Money? No.

I'm a patriot, not a traitor.

Is that your last word?

Yes.

All right, if you wanted a pension, you
can have it.

First of all, you have to earn it.

Or kill him.

Execute him would have been my word, but
that's what I like.

Ten thousand a year is a lot of money.

Take him in that room, then.

We'll fix it so it looks as if they
killed each other.

Eric, you go in there with them.

I'll get rid of Mrs. Gale.

Come in.

It's our screen.

Oh, thank you.

Mrs. Gale, I wonder if you'd run an
errand for me. I need some papers

from Jennings of the municipal insurance
at Cheapside.

Would you do that for me? Yes, of
course. Take a taxi.

Have some lunch while you're at it.

Put it on a chili to the chief
accountant.

Very good, sir.

Let's see how you fit into all this.
You're playing second fiddle to a crack.

Don't you realize that?

It's still not too late, though.

Well, it's a little fraud amongst
friends, but murder?

I see he's even got you holding a gun.
Look, you're a businessman, Van Doren.

Making money, that's your life.

He's mad.

Surely you see that.

Now we've established that, I'm going to
find Steve.

Do you really think it's worth it?

She says she'll break my arm.

All right, come on.

Over there, the three of you.

Quick!

You all right, Mrs. Gann? Yes.

Excuse me, sir.

I've taken the liberty of calling the
police. Anything else I can do? Keep an

eye on them.

This will keep you for a couple of
months as a plane from London Airport to

Johannesburg in two hours. First class?

Tourist, and keep out of trouble.

So that's how you won your war.

Yes, sir.

Typically, I call.

Take him downstairs.

I wouldn't refuse a touristic to
Johannesburg, is there?

Who are you phoning?

I'm still after that pair of polo
ponies.

But they're not going to sell them
behind your back.

That's very likely what might happen.

There's a very important person after
them.