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And tell us now what you can see.

I can see a man.

He's very faint.

He's talking, but it's difficult to hear
him. How old is he?

He's an old man.

Now he's talking again.

His name is Wills.

He says he has a brother. Is there a Mr.
Wills here?

Or Mrs. Wills?

He's fading away. It's difficult to hear
him.

He's almost gone now.

Will nobody speak with him?

Is there anyone else on the other side
who wishes to make contact with us?

Yes. There's another man.

His name is Paynton. He says he wishes
to speak with his son. Is there anyone

here called Paynton?

Paynton. Listen very closely.

I have a message from the other side.

Marshall is waiting for you.

There may be danger, but you must act
quickly.

Marshall must join our friends on the
other side.

And now, brethren, we shall continue
with our efforts to contact those on the

other side with the help of this table.

Oh, what's all this?

I'd have thought you'd have had your
bath by now.

Oh.

I'm giving a lecture tonight at the
London Institute of Anthropology. I'm

these to illustrate my paper.

Very nice.

Oh.

Talking of papers.

Need any help talking of papers? Have a
look at that.

David Marshall found murder.

He was a colleague of mine.

One shot dead in an alley not far from
Bridlington's research centre. They're

electronics, aren't they? Everything for
wires, valves, circuits.

They're the most brilliant engineers
since Merlin.

Now, they're developing at the moment an
underwater tracking device.

You seem to be well -breathed.

I was up all night going through a three
-inch thick file thing.

Now, this underwater tracking device is
a very brilliant and complicated piece

of machinery.

And somebody's after it.

Somebody's almost getting it. Now, I
think that David Marshall knew who that

someone was.

What we've got to do is to keep it on
the secret list. We've got a week to do

it, because it's going to the Pacific
for testing.

They've only got a week, too, so I
suppose they're bound to try something.

Try all sorts of things, most of them
dirty.

There are no more gentlemen in this
game.

Is Bridlington's worth investigating?

Yes. Oh, and don't you worry, they'll be
expecting you.

What as?

An anthropologist?

No, I don't think so.

You just make a report on their
behaviour to our elders and betters in

Whitehall.

Not that.

What are you going to do?

I'm going through the dead man's
effects. I can't say a thing.

Neither can I.

How about going into the kitchen?

That's a very good idea.

Where is the kitchen?

Oh.

You did a good job.

I brought this back.

A very good job.

Still, that was only expected of you.
Here, take it.

You seem very upset, Freddie. You
shouldn't be, no.

You did very well and we're pleased with
you.

We might even consider using you again.

No, not again.

I introduced my brother to Marion Howard
just as you wanted.

I've committed murder for you. Isn't
that enough?

Well, I'm sorry, Freddie.

I'm afraid there's no going back now.

What do you mean?

As you yourself said, you've committed
murder.

You'll never be able to get away from
that.

You mean you won't let me?

That's right, Freddy.

Still, don't worry. We never keep our
people on for very long. They grow out

their usefulness.

But we do need new contacts all the
time.

And that's where you'll help us in
future by introducing people.

You're so good at that.

So that you can blackmail them, just as
you blackmail me. Oh, no.

Not blackmail, Freddy.

I like to think of myself as a sort of,
well, a go -between.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Who... Oh, who did you say? I'm afraid I
was rather absorbed.

This is Mrs. Gayle.

And this is my husband. How do you do?
Oh, I'm delighted to meet you.

Oh, yes, of course. We were warned about
you.

Cliff. Oh, that's all right, Mrs.
Howard. People always look upon us as

snoopers. We're used to it. Oh, I didn't
mean anything as brutal as that.

I'm afraid you'll find my people a bit
cagey. They rather resent ministerial

interference. What they forget, of
course, is that it's the ministry that

the bill for our research.

Only Cliff and I know just how much we
owe to Whitehall.

We need you just as much. You only need
us for as long as we can produce what

you want.

If we don't come up with new ideas,
you'll forget about us soon enough.

Mrs. Gale, this is Jim Carey, my
husband's chief assistant.

Jim Carey. How do you do?

I do hope you won't be staying with us
long, Mrs. Gale.

Oh? Your predecessor was here for nearly
a month.

He practically drove us all mad with his
questions.

I think a week should be long enough for
me. Good.

What was it you wanted to see me about,
Jim? Oh, it's the number two circuit.

We've got the calculated voltage, but we
still aren't getting the right

reaction. Oh, I see.

Well, we'd better set it up again.

Oh, I'm sorry. Would you excuse us? Yes,
of course.

Well, it looks as though I shall have to
be the one to show you around. Yes, it

does. Excuse me.

Bradlington. Good morning.

Yes, speaking.

Oh, it's you.

No, he's not, but... Well, it's a bit
difficult right now.

I see.

You're not alone.

But I won't be a second. I just wanted
to ask you. What about seeing you this

evening? This evening?

Yes, I think I could manage that.

If it's really important.

I love your business voice.

Yes, of course it's important. It's
always important.

My place?

The usual time.

Of course.

I'd be delighted.

Yes, certainly.

You know that I have precisely the same
feelings in this matter.

Of course.

Goodbye.

Shall we go, Mrs. Gale? Yes.

Who were you speaking to?

Marion.

You're seeing a lot of her these days,
aren't you? Yes, thanks to your

introduction.

Wouldn't you be at work?

Is that enough, having one idle brother
in the family? No, I'm taking a morning

off. I don't feel too good. I see. What
do you fancy for the 2 .30?

Don't you ever think of anything but
horses?

I know it's none of my business, but
where were you last night?

As you say, it's none of your business.

All right.

You're sure you're feeling okay, though?

You look pretty groggy to me.

No, it's all right. It's just a night on
the tiles.

I hope she was worth it.

So do I.

Are you going out again tonight?

Has that got anything to do with you?

If you were in any sort of trouble, you
would tell me, wouldn't you?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

Of course, it's not a wine I'd let
anyone taste.

Very stimulating, Chambord. Oh, we know
the climate, the vineyards.

Ah, and you must with the burgundy.

Very important, the soil.

And the grape.

Pinot Noir. Of course.

Now, try this.

What a charming atmosphere you have in
this place.

Have you been here long?

No, no. My partner and I bought the
place a year ago.

All we changed was the name.

Everything else has been here more than
a century.

Oh, Sauternes. I like Sauternes.

It did.

And it's no shadow we care. Well, it's a
very good one all the time. Of course,

if you don't like Sauternes... I think a
fellow should have freedom of choice.

Maybe a rain vignot.

Well, let me give you something else.

You yourself, of course, have been in
the wine business for some time, eh?

Oh, yes, indeed. As merchant and
customer, 20 years.

So someone recommended us to you, Mr.
Steele. Yes, they gave me your card.

Oh, well, well.

Well, it shows we please someone at any
rate.

Now then, tell me what you think of
this.

Can you remember the gentleman's name?

Let me see.

Oh, this is good.

Now, this is very good. But you're
cheating, giving me a hawk after so

Well, of course, they're all Rieslings
now. Too right, they're all Rieslings.

You know, when the Hattstatt grape went
out...

My father took us on and vowed never to
drink another hock. He kept it, too. A

man of character, I see.

Killed him.

It comes to me, the name of that fellow,
Marshall. Marshall, oh, sure. No, I

don't think I can recall the name. I
didn't have exact dealings with you, no,

but the word spread.

Oh, but our business depends upon that.
And your business is my pleasure.

Now then, would you like to taste some
more?

I think not enough is enough. The taste
buds will begin to rebel.

Yes, now, well, shall we go back to the
shop?

If there is an order form ready, I'm in
the mood to sign it.

After the temptation, the fall. Ah,
well, no time for that.

Mind the beads.

Now to the persons of choice.

Allow me, young fellow.

Oh, thank you, sir. Thank you.

Now they're all mixed up.

They're all the same, aren't they?

Now, I think, first of all, we'll have
half a dozen of that delicious fromidon.

Oh, the 52.

Ah, yes.

What have we got in the way of a claret?

Well, a Lafitte Rothschild.

You can really do that?

Only half a dozen bottles, I'm afraid.

Put me down. That's not a wine. It's an
inspiration.

Oh,

what's that peculiar bottle there?

What? Just behind you. Oh, that one.

Shaped like Napoleon.

Well, it's what you'd expect.

A brandy with unwarranted insinuations
about its age.

Well, do you want a cognac? I'll let you
have a good one.

My Waterloo.

Vichy water, too.

My Waterloo, Nefolian.

Oh.

No,

I think I'll defer it till later.

By the way, could I have a wine list?

Well, of course. Yes.

Thank you so much. I've had a really
marvellous spitting time.

Goodbye. The address.

With wine like that, I'll be around to
collect it in person.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Well, well.

Anything wrong, Freddy?

No. You were out of care list just now,
weren't you?

Yes, I know. I'm sorry.

Yes, well, I mean, the mailing list is
private, you know. I said I'm sorry.

Yes. Yes, but do be careful next time,
won't you? Do be careful.

Ah, how's the leg to go?

Very well, thank you.

What did you find out at Brillington's?

Well, there's one thing I'm tolerably
certain of. Good.

You have some certainty in this
business.

The chief designer's wife has a lover.

Apart from that, I think everything's an
apple pie order. A lover can be good

for business.

We need something. I've been through
everything that Marshall left. Telephone

numbers, addresses, shopkeepers.

Oh. Never mind if I do.

The only odd thing that happened was at
this wine shop, Waller and Paynton. What

was that?

Waller made an awful lot of fuss about
some envelopes that were lying about

waiting to be addressed. So I helped
myself to one. All there was was a wine

list. You know, just like the Common
Garden one.

Anyway, as far as I could see.

Yes, but how far can you see?

Why not let the forensic people have a
look at it?

Tenuous.

One has to be pretty certain before one
bothers those boys.

But you're willing.

True. Well, I'd better be getting back.

I didn't sleep much last night.

Of course, that three -inch thick fire.

Eh?

Oh, yes.

I'll see you tomorrow. Good night. Good
night. Good night.

Open sesame. Thank you.

I can't stay much longer. Cliff will be
home at ten.

Have some more wine.

I adore this wine.

Why don't we get a barrel of it?

I'll get Freddy to fix it.

I could drink it all night.

We'll have a chance to do that next
week.

What do you mean?

Well, they're having a wine -tasting
party at the shop.

We've been invited.

Would you like to come?

I'd love to.

I can still just remember part of the
last one.

Which part?

When Freddy introduced us.

I must go.

Hit me up.

Let me go.

All right.

I'll see you Tuesday.

Well, I hope she's going to give me
away.

Oh, well, good evening.

Are you Mr. Alan Paynton? Well, yes.

What can I do for you? I wonder if I
might talk to you for a moment.

Well, come in, won't you?

Mrs. Wilson, thank you so much.

A very charming fat you have, Mr.
Paynton. What did you want to see me

Mrs. Wilson?

I'm afraid it's about your brother.

I thought you were supposed to be going
to bed early.

Touché.

I can't see a thing.

Where's the torch? Here.

Have you found anything interesting? No.

What are we looking for, centrally or
jointly?

I haven't the slightest idea.

Okay, then. We might as well case the
joint, as they say.

Do I understand you to mean that my
brother has done something criminal?

Well, yes, I'm afraid so, Mr. Paynton.
And how do you know about it?

At this moment, I prefer to keep my
source of information secret.

Then how can I be sure that what you're
telling me is the truth?

Because I'm sure that your brother would
confess to his crime if you were to

confront him with your knowledge of it.

Yes, perhaps. But I think he can
probably handle his own affairs.

Personally, I wouldn't be too sure about
that.

However, it wasn't only to talk about
your brother that I came here tonight,

Paynton.

And who else have you been collecting
scandal about?

You and Marion Howard.

I see.

And are you suggesting that we two have
done something criminal?

Not at all.

It's just that I thought Mr. Howard
would be interested in your friendship.

Yes, I'm sure he would.

Why don't you tell him? At the same
time, would you like me to tell the

about your brother?

Well, that rather depends on what he's
supposed to have done, doesn't it?

He's committed a murder, Mr. Paynton.

And assuming it's true, what do you
want? Money? I assure you it is

true. No, I don't want money.

I want you to make sure that Marion
Howard cuts the alarm system at

Bridlington's next Tuesday night.

I told you I must know tonight.

Well, you'll think about it tomorrow.

For heaven's sake, I know it's difficult
to understand, but Freddie is in

trouble and I have to help him. At my
expense.

Well, not at all. Do you want your
husband to find out about us?

Do you?

Of course I do. What if we go to the
police? Heaven alone knows what will

to Freddie.

If we string along with these people,
what do we have to lose?

Cliff's work is at stake.

Nonsense. Look, I promise you it's
nothing to do with Cliff's work.

I know it isn't easy, but...

You've got to think of ourselves.

Yes.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

Then you'll do it?

Good morning, sir. Good morning.

Mr. Waller not at home? No, not this
morning, sir. Can I help you? I'm his

partner.

Oh, the fellow who dropped his envelope
today.

You must be Mr.

Steed. That's right.

Come to pick up your order.

I've been looking forward to this.

Lafite Rothschild. Is there anything
else I can get you, sir?

Yes, I want to buy a present for a
friend of mine. I think a liqueur.

Some people have lamentably bizarre
tastes and actually prefer them to

Oh, that's a brandy reflavoured apricot.

Well, if you're looking for something
really unusual, sir, may I suggest a

bottle of the Polish plum?

You could, but I think I'll take the
apricot.

Very good, sir.

I consider your place something of a
find, you know.

Thank you very much, sir.

I think you ought to have a copy of our
wine list.

Well, as a matter of fact, I have one.

We're bringing out a new list, sir.

Bill, perhaps we could send the list to
you.

A new list?

Yes, sir. We're expecting a worthwhile
consignment of Portuguese Verde and some

other interesting items.

Really?

I think that you'll find that exact.
Yes, perhaps you could send me one.

Certainly. Will you let me have your
address?

Huh?

There we are.

Thank you, sir. I shouldn't like to miss
something that I was entitled to, eh?

Good morning, young man. Good morning,
sir. Oh, Mr. Steed.

Oh, State.

You like me great, eh?

Thank you. With Mr. Steed?

Yes.

Odd, isn't it? Mr.

Steed, who we've never seen before,
finds time to visit us once a day.

Well, I don't think that means very
much. He's probably keen on wine.

Yes. And if keen, would have a wine
merchant of his own.

Wouldn't he?

Now, this is the actual power unit of
the tracking device, Mrs. Gale.

As you can see, this is now complete.

Of course, it wouldn't have much space
in a submarine. I suppose your main

problem was trying to keep the unit
compact enough.

Quite right.

Water absorbs radio signals at 50 times
the rate of air.

Most tracking devices, until now, have
been severely limited in range.

Thank you, George.

How secure is this place?

Not secure enough, I think. They have a
fairly elaborate alarm system, the

pattern of which can be changed at
regular intervals.

At the same time, all the papers are
kept in two separate safes.

Does anybody else know of these
precautions apart from yourself?

Only my wife and Jim Gale.

I see.

Yes.

The 57 should be ready in another six
months, Freddie. I think we might add it

to our new list.

Very well. How much?

Oh, 18 shillings.

I thought...

I thought we might try half a dozen
bottles at the party on Tuesday night.

Have you sent out all the invitations?

Oh, yes.

Not too many this time.

Just a few of our more influential
customers.

Have you invited your brother?

Yes. Is he bringing a guest?

Of course.

Ah, good.

Good. Is there anybody else you want to
invite?

Well, I was thinking about Mr. Steve.

You've got his address, haven't you?

Yes. Yes, well, he seems a gentleman of
some means.

I think he might brighten up the
proceedings a bit.

Hey, hey.

By Jove, you nearly got me that time.

You could have run well.

I'm not going to be on your telly screen
again.

Not until you've got colour.

Here's a present.

Oh.

What makes you think I have depraved
tape?

I can't imagine, my dear.

I've got the lab report on the Waller
and Fenton wine list. Now, they did the

usual things and nothing showed up, so
they enlarged it.

And when they enlarged it, they found a
full stop with all sorts of marks on it.

So, they enlarged the full stop. And
what do you think was on it?

The tiniest wine list in the world.

Part of the plans of the breach
mechanism of a new anti -tank gun.

Even NATO didn't know it was ready for
testing.

But only part of the plan.

Yeah, it's intriguing, isn't it? One of
the other parts of the plan are in the

ancient premises of Waller and Paynton.
Oh, this is more interesting. Maybe

Waller and Paynton are only part of a
series of reception centres.

I should think that's extremely likely
what it is. And then they each transmit.

They get one special piece to transmit
of a secret.

So nobody can double -cross anybody
else.

That would mean that it would have to be
an immense organisation.

Yes? Well, that wouldn't surprise me.

Well, now I'll leave you with that
little thought.

Where are you off to?

I'm going to a wine -tasting party.

Do you really think you have the palate?

I thought you'd probably like an early
night.

Yes, indeed I would.

I hope you mean it this time, my dear.

Aren't you ready yet, Cliff?

What time is it?

Well, it's half past seven.

You promised you wouldn't work late
tonight.

Oh, yes, I'm sorry.

Anyway, I thought you were going out.

I am. Well, off you go, then. I'll see
you at home later.

Well, we've only got my car here.

Never mind. I'll catch the last bus.

Please don't work tonight. You know how
you need a good night's rest. Please,

come home now. Look, I've got to get
this done tonight. Otherwise, Jim can't

started in the morning.

Well, will you promise not to be late?

Promise. Home by ten. By ten.

All right.

I'll be back by then.

I'll see you at home.

Enjoy yourself.

Thanks.

to get a France before long, but it's
very difficult, you know. Oh, excuse me

moment. Mr.

Steed, how very good of you to come.

It's a pleasure. I can never resist the
opportunity of putting my palette to the

test. Ah, well, now, I think you'll find
this very much to your fancy.

Well, this must be a busman's holiday to
you. Oh, I doubt, I doubt.

Now, what have we got here?

Le Saint -Gilles.

Oh, that's right. Oh, may I introduce
you to Mrs.

Howard, Mr.

Steed. How do you do? And my partner's
brother, Alan Payton. How do you do?

Oh, excuse me. I think, Mr. Wallace,
that's one of the unbeatables, the most

exquisite taste.

I'm afraid I don't taste it. I just
drink it. Excuse us.

Now,

are you sure Cliff will leave by ten? He
promised he would. Then all right.

There's nothing to worry about. I wish
you'd tell me what this is all about.

I told you, you know as much as I do,
just try and relax and enjoy yourself.

Well, it's pretty.

I thought he was going to be here.

Yes, I thought so, too. I don't know
where he's gone to.

Billy, I want you to meet Mr. Steed.
Mrs. Wilson. It's an honor, Andrew. And

daughter, Julia.

Help yourself to anything you fancy, Mr.
Steed.

That's very generous of you.

Oh, no, I don't. Well, if you insist.

It's the most delicious burger.

Yes, it's a Pomerol.

52, I should say.

It is.

Do you know the mixture of this
delightful company and the wine is going

head. Oh, a tea.

I don't think so. I'll just have to
reconnoiter it.

I need a refill, I'm afraid.

I do apologise.

It's all right. I just fell into one of
your... Oh, I'm so sorry. The only

trouble is we've wasted some very good
wine.

You're a dark horse, aren't you? A dark
horse, a dark horse. Well, it's another

of my little indulgences, Mr. Steve.
Very clever, isn't she? Jack likes his

hobby on the premise. Yes, yes, with a
model close to hand.

Standard race, Mr. Steve.

What the devil do you think you're doing
here?

Mr. Howard, you shouldn't have come
back.

You're wasting your time. The alarm's
been fixed.

Get out of my way. Put that thing away.

I said get out of my way.

Thank you, Bruno.

Lily. Oh, hello.

Have they all gone?

Yeah, get along.

Very good.

Mr. Steed was the last to leave.

Oh, yes. Now, what do you think about
him?

Well... Do you think that he fell
deliberately?

I don't know. It could have been an
accident.

I don't think it was.

Well, unfortunately, we can't be sure. I
think we ought to deal with Mr. Steed.

Bruno could handle him. Shall I go and
see him? No, Millie, I think we'll wait

bit. But I think it's important, Jack.
Millie, I said we'll wait.

Oh, very well.

Well, you're in charge.

Yes.

Now then, what have you got here?

Well, it looks like the last part of the
fielding job.

Yes, it is.

I'd better deal with this at once.

Any news of Freddie?

No, not yet.

Yeah, she'll be back by now.

Do you think something could have gone
wrong?

Oh, I don't think Mrs. Howard would be
so silly as to double -cross us. I hope

not, for her sake.

Well, we shall know soon enough.

Now, you've got to tell me, did you know
what was going to happen? Of course

not. It was an accident. It was murder.
My husband's murder. Well, all right.

And if you'd done the job properly, he
mightn't have been killed.

Do you think I don't realise that?

Well, sure you do.

The point is, what are you going to do
about it?

Do? Well, you could either get us all
into trouble or you could keep quiet.

You say nothing, but it was Cliff.

Marion, I swear I didn't know anything
like this was going to happen, but it

has, and you've got to be sensible.

I don't know what to do.

I can't bear it. I can't bear the
thought of what I ought to do. You've

be sensible. You've got to keep calm.

Alan, I can't face this alone.

Darling, you don't have to.

It's a matter of life and death. Yes,
sir, keep saying.

I suppose you know that Mr. Howard was
shot here last night.

I do. It was very tragic, wasn't it?

Yes, well, I'd better go and find Mrs.
Howard for you. Thank you.

Oh, Marion, this is Mrs.

Wilson. She insists on speaking to you.

I'm afraid I don't know you. I know you
don't, Mrs. Howard, but I know you.

And my name is Wilson, Mrs. Wilson.

I've come here to offer you the help of
myself and my circle in your great

distress.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Oh, dear, but what a pity.

Alan Payton was so sure I could help
you.

Well, perhaps since you've been so kind
as to come and see me.

Ten minutes, would that be enough? I
can't bear any more. Oh, more than

Mrs. Howard, and I promise you won't
regret it.

There's so much that my circle and I can
do for you.

You achieved nothing.

There wasn't anything else I could do.
Howard was the key man. I know that. You

panicked. You told me Marion Howard
would have fixed the alarm. Well?

Well, she made a mess of it. She didn't
cut the internal alarm. It went off. I

had to get away. But you didn't have to
kill him. I had no choice. I see.

Well, now you've made your quota of
mistakes.

From now on, we are out of it.

A different branch of the organisation
will take over the work.

As for Marion Howard, she's completely
unreliable.

And thanks to your stupidity, she'll
have to be eliminated.

Eventually. You can't do that. When that
time comes, we may be able to use you

again. And my brother? I don't want him
involved in all this. Oh, he's involved

already. I don't think you'll mind doing
another little job for us. What do you

mean? Well, for a start, you'll have to
destroy all traces of his affair with

Marian Howard.

Love, of course, is a great principle. A
pure and very powerful principle.

You have found it so, Mrs. Howard? My
husband and I were very close. Oh, I'm

sure you were.

And then there's the love which those
who've passed on are so often unable to

express towards those who are left
behind.

And we, too, have difficulty in finding
that love and giving it expression.

But your difficulty, of course, was of a
different nature, wasn't it?

Perhaps you'd better come to the point,
Mrs. Wilson. Very well, I will.

With you, it was a case of exploring new
horizons.

And then you found love going out from
you toward... Well, how shall I put it?

A liaison dangereuse.

I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're
talking about. Oh, please, let me try to

explain. You see, some of this world's
veils have been lifted from our eyes.

There are things we know.

Our little circle meets tomorrow, and we
shall try to contact your husband.

Oh, there's so much I'm sure he'll be
able to tell us about the manner of his

passing. You will join us, won't you,
Mrs. Howard?

Don't think spiritualism could be of any
possible use to me. You think us fakes.

And yet we know so much about you.

So much more, Mrs. Howard, than I have
as yet told you. For that reason also

might like to consider the invitation
seriously.

I can't help feeling you're threatening
me.

Oh, Mrs.

Howard, no, I wouldn't dream of such a
thing.

It's just that if you were there, all
those in the circle would be able to

you toward a new tranquility, don't you
see?

And then when we talk to your husband,
he'll be able to speak out of knowledge.

A full knowledge of all that happened.

All, Mrs. Howard.

And for your own happiness, it'd be so
much better if he were to speak before

friends.

Don't you agree?

I must admit, you've made me rather
curious. Then you will come.

Very well. Oh, thank you. Till tomorrow,
then. I'll show you the way out. Thank

you, Mrs. Hart.

Hello?

Oh, where are you?

I'm still at Fridlington's.

Marion Howard has been talking to a Mrs.
Wilson.

A Mrs. Wilson. Oh, yes, I met her at a
wine tasting.

She said something about a seance.

You keep close to Mrs. Howard.

They're still after the plans, which I'm
sure they are.

She's their only hope.

Where will you be?

Partaking of a few wines with Mr.
Frederick Paynton.

What again?

Mrs. Howard.

Did you want to see me, Mrs. Gale? No, I
was just making use of your office.

Shouldn't you be at home? You've had a
terrible shock.

It was all my fault.

Only I realized if I'd made sure my
husband left early last night, this

never have happened.

Anybody home?

There is one here with us much troubled,
as yet she's still tied to this earth,

the flesh and the bondage of time.

She has come here to ask our help.

And on the other side, divided from us
by that first and last illusion which is

death, is a spirit still tied to her
whom we shall help through the eternal

chains of love.

He waits, I know, to be called into our
circle.

Our sister comes to speak with us.

Shut out the tumult of time. Shut out
the motion of the stars.

Reach out. Reach out and bend your will
to her. Lend her power.

Reach out toward the stillness of
eternity.

There's a man.

He's tall and thin.

And he's smiling.

He's... He's happy.

I can hear a bell. It's shrill and
piercing.

It's a warning.

He's afraid.

Come with me, please, Mrs. Howard.

But he will not tell me his name.

He says not yet.

He's got a wound.

It's open.

He wishes to speak with someone here.

There's somebody here who wants to
communicate with him, but he will not

me his name.

Then...

Oh, Mrs. Howard, how nice to see you
again.

Why have I been brought here?

Oh, didn't Mrs. Wilson tell you?

She insinuated she knew certain details
about my private life. And so I do.

But what have you got to do with this?
Why have I been dragged here? Well, you

see, Mrs. Wilson and I are old friends.

We rather hoped, Mrs. Howard, that you
might help us again.

Again? Yes.

And I hope that this time you'll make a
better job of it.

Last time, I understand, the alarm wires
were only partly cut.

That was very foolish of you. It cost
you the life of your dear husband.

Why would I have her? Oh, there, there,
my dear. You mustn't upset yourself.

After all, you've still got Alan.

Or rather, you will have if you do as we
ask.

What do you want? Oh, dear Bagatelle, we
want you to go back to your office and

bring us accurate copies of your
husband's work.

OK, that's it. Let's call it a day.

What the devil are you?

My name is Steve, John Steve. How did
you get in here? I'm a colleague of Mrs.

Gayle. Oh, another ministry spy.

I'll give you more official title if you
want. Well, if you're looking for Mrs.

Gayle, she's not here. Actually, I'm
looking for you.

Oh, you've found me. What do you want? I
need your help.

Oh, not you as well. Could you tell me
who was in the laboratory the night that

you found this girl? Oh, no, look, I've
been all through this with the police.

I know.

That's true.

Yes. Oh, very well.

Most of the staff left at five o 'clock.
I think I was here for about another

hour. Cliff and Mariam were still here
when I left. Now, is that enough for

For a start, am I right in saying that
only three people knew how the elaborate

alarm system worked? Yes, that's quite
true.

So Cliff Howard wouldn't have cut the
wires, and I believe that you didn't.

I'm very trusting of you, Mr. Steed.

That's quite all right, because a police
report said that you were at a young

socialist meeting in St. Pancras Town
Hall at the time. Now, that only leaves

one person.

Marion, that's absurd. Is it?

Now listen, Mr. Carey, for some time an
organization has been trying to steal or

at least copy the plans of the tracking
device.

Now I think that Mrs. Howard has been
blackmailed into helping them. When the

first one didn't work, they're coming
back to her again. Now do you see how

I need your help? Yes, of course, but
how could they be blackmailing her?

Is it possible that she was unfaithful
to her husband?

Well, not to put too fine a point on it,
did she have a lover?

Well?

Yes, as a matter of fact, she did. Who?

A man called Alan Paynton. Paynton?

That's very interesting.

I think we'd better get him down here.

Come in here, Mr. Payne.

This is Mr. P. How do you do? We met
with Mrs. Marion Howard at Waller's Wine

Tasting Company. Yes, I remember. Would
you mind telling me what this is all

about? It's about Mrs. Howard.

Now, I may be wrong, but I think that
she's being blackmailed by somebody.

That's absolutely ridiculous. Payne, I
think perhaps we ought to tell you that

we're aware of your relationship with
Marion Howard. This is very important.

you know anything, you must tell us.

I'm sorry, I can't.

Even if I wanted to, there are other
people to think of. Your brother, for

instance? What about him?

If you're trying to protect him, I'm
afraid it's too late.

He's dead.

We have crossed the abyss and nullified
the decay of time.

We've given voice and love to the
departed, and now there are none left to

our help. So go in peace, my friend.

Very soon we shall all be summoned here
again, but in the meanwhile, go in

peace.

Oh dear, oh dear, you silly fool.

Well, did you get on all right, Julia?

Only just.

I couldn't have kept it up much longer.

Why are you such a time?

Something go wrong? Well, not really
wrong.

Marion Howard proved even more tiresome
than we'd expected, that's all.

Does she agree?

Well, naturally.

Oh, we might as well call it a day.

You can go and tell Bruno that he can
lock... Yeah, where is he?

I thought he went out with you.

No, he didn't.

Now, that's strange.

I think Mr. Waller better be told about
this at once.

What are you doing here?

I was waiting for you.

I just came in to see you. I know why
you came, Mary, and they persuade you to

get your husband's fans in the safe,
didn't they?

I don't know what you're talking about.
How did they threaten you this time?

Listen to me, Mary, you must tell me.
They've killed Freddie, and they're not

going to stop there.

Was it just Mrs. Wilson, or was there
somebody else?

It was Mrs. Wilson and Waller.

She persuaded me to go to a seance, and
then they took me next door to Waller's

wine shop.

I think it's their headquarters.

Where's he going? To the wine shop, I
think. Wait for me.

I think perhaps I'd better lock up those
pans again.

I'm sorry, James.

It seems our man from the ministry has
his uses after all.

I wouldn't, Mr. Steed.

Mummy wouldn't like it.

This way, please.

That's very kind of you, my dear.

Bears me the trouble of breaking in.

That whole place seems to be deserted. I
wonder where they all are, eh? Not far

away.

Good.

In that case, I should call him for me.

Go on.

Mr. Waller? Yes?

Could you come down here a minute?

Someone wants to see you.

Well, it's very awkward, you know. I'm
missing the accounts.

I've got to get it all tied up. Well, my
dear, who is it?

What the devil are you doing here? I
came for the last of the wine. Oh, very

funny.

Join him.

You stupid little fool!

Now, where's Mummy?

me, Mr. Water.

What's the bad, yeah?

Stop. Horrific.

Stop. No shortage of water for testing.
Stop. Carry.

That's good.

It's a pity that Waller's wine was
confiscated.

Well, not quite, all of you.

Ah, cheers.

Rather good.

Rhone, Chateaubriand 53.

Discreet, yet richly bodied.

It's a combination of delicacy and
power.

Perhaps a little young.

A bit of noble lineage.

No visible sparkle.

A subtle strength.

Thank you.