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Thank you.

Who's there?

I said who's there?

Who are you?

What do you want?

Look, if it's money...

Listen, I'm rich.

The safe's here.

Here.

My rings. My watch. Take them.

No, no, please.

Listen, I'll give you anything.

My paintings!

George Unwin requests the pleasure.

Unwin, Unwin.

Unwin the millionaire?

The same.

If it's like Unwin's last party, there'll be three main topics of

Money, how to make it, and how to hold on to it. It's very dull unless one's

income is in the seven -figure bracket.

Then why accept?

I was coerced into it. Oh?

I had a call from Lord Maxted. The chairman of British Banking?

asked me to be there, but the second one was even more curious. Do you want to

hear? Hmm.

Hello, Steve.

Gilbert Jarvis here.

Hello, Gilbert. Look, I must talk to you.

Well, if it's that urgent, I can easily come... No, don't come here.

Will you be at Unwin's party tomorrow?

I've been invited.

Good. I'll see you there.

But surely you can give me a hint what it's all about.

I can't explain now, but I've just been murdered.

Intriguing, don't you think?

Yeah. Did you call him back?

Yes, but he wouldn't talk. Said he'd explain it all at Unwin's party.

I wonder how he'll arrive.

And it hurts.

Hello? Steeda?

Yes, who's calling?

Steve, the murder victim.

Hello. Listen, Steve, I've just been murdered again.

Murdered again? Gilbert, what is all this?

Are you there, Gilbert?

Gilbert, what's wrong?

I'll meet you at Unwin's as we arranged.

He'll see me at Unwin's.

You detect that heady aroma.

Rosie?

Money. The sweet, sickly smell of money.

The air's heavy with it. The ground is littered with millionaires. And awash

with them.

Do you suppose there's a collective noun for millionaires?

A multi of millionaires?

Tycoonery. I don't see Jarvis anyway.

Lord Rathburn made his first million before he was 21.

Easy to see how.

Here's Lord Maxted heading our way. Steed, so glad you could make it. Well,

was practically a summons. I don't think you know Mrs. Peel, Lord Maxton.

How do you do? Must be you, Steed. Will you excuse us if we could find a quiet

corner?

Hello, Steed, old chap.

See you brought the delicious Mrs. Peel along with you.

Hello. You are Emma Peel?

Delighted. I've heard so much about you.

Unwitting, George Unwin.

Am I ever enjoying my little shindig? Let me know. If not, then I'll change

whole decor, if necessary, or even the house.

Or move the whole thing somewhere else. Paris, perhaps? George? Or Monty?

Just you let me know, won't you? Yes, old chap. Has Jarvis arrived?

What? Gilbert Jarvis. Is he here? No, I haven't seen him, and he's late, too.

He's a stickler for punctuality, old Jarvis.

Times money, he says.

He'll be right, too. I think I'd better call him.

But I say, Steed, I... I won't be a moment.

I've got to phone my banker.

I'm his banker.

Uh, peanuts, my lord.

Funny a job is this place. I'm going to check. You hold the fort.

I'll call you.

Steve, you're not going. I'm afraid I must.

But we haven't had our talk. It's important.

Now, you talk to Mrs. Peel. She's a very sympathetic listener. Also, she's

extremely trustworthy.

Shall we find a nice, quiet corner?

Peter, I could trust you.

Forgive me, but a bank you know to reveal anything about his plans.

I'm not taking notes, Bernard.

I'll be brief and to the point.

What would you say if a millionaire came to you and withdrew one million pounds

in cash?

I'd say blackmail.

And if the man then packed up and left the country, what would you say then?

I'd say fear. He was running away from something.

Has this happened? Not once, but three times. And it's happening again.

One of my oldest customers called me.

Same request. A million in cash.

To be available immediately.

Who was this customer?

Gilbert Jarvis.

It can't be coincidence. The pattern is always identical.

One million in cash.

Cash, mind you.

No one deals in cash when that sort of figure is involved.

Exactly. Unless it's a payoff of some kind.

My dear chap, you haven't got a drink. Mrs.

Peel, call for you. Thank you.

Hello? Mrs. Peel, Jarvis is dead.

How did it happen? He was really murdered this time.

I see.

I'll see you later.

You say Jarvis asked for a million.

Yes.

Well, he won't be collecting it, I'm afraid.

Why not?

He'd just been murdered.

Who'd want to murder him?

How did it happen?

I'm sorry, that's all I know.

If you'll excuse me.

No visitors.

Good evening.

I'd like to see Mr. Rathbone. No visitors.

If you'd like to tell him that Mrs. Peel... He's not seeing anybody.

Those his orders.

Someone's snooping round the ground.

Found someone?

Young lady, sir.

You? You were at the party.

That's right.

I'd like to speak to you. Well, I'm not seeing anyone.

It concerns a million pounds.

In cash.

All right, Chalmers.

But stay right outside the door, you understand?

I... I like to feel secure.

Burglars? I'm fair game for them. It would take an army of burglars to break

here. Yes, well, now, state your business.

Supposing I were to say I were a journalist.

A series of articles entitled, How to Become a Millionaire.

Journalist? Mm -hmm.

Chalmers!

Not only do you break into my house, but you use a dishonest trick to... And you

know all about dishonesty, don't you, Mr. Rathburn? Well, they were there to

take. But not to take away.

Naughty.

What about Jarvis?

Well, what about him?

You know him well?

No, not intimately. I met him a couple of times at Unwinds. And yet you seemed

so shocked when you heard he'd been murdered.

Well, that's only natural.

Murder is a shocking affair.

You're a thrifty man, Mr Rathbone. I'm proud of it.

Breeds moral character.

And doubt.

Why are you so frightened?

Frightened?

Me? You shut yourself off behind guard dog, armed men,

and a ray of luck.

Well, I value my seclusion.

No.

No, you're frightened.

Look at you now. You're edgy.

Well, I don't like people.

And you're perspiring.

Well, it's...

It's hot in here.

Then why not open a window?

Shall we do that, Mr. Rathbone?

Open a window and let the air in. No!

Nothing frightens me, you understand?

Nothing!

Nothing!

One.

Have you checked the grounds?

Yes, sir.

Three front, three back. The rest are patrolling, sir.

If you meet any trouble, if you see anybody, shoot to kill.

Do you understand?

Shoot to kill.

Yes. You have just been murdered again, Mr. Rathbone. For the fourth time, too.

Who are you? A well -wisher.

Intently concerned for your welfare.

Four times is the limit, Mr. Rathbone.

The next time, it'll be for real.

What do you want?

Why do you keep... Now, I think we talk business, don't you?

Rathbone's place is a fortress.

Guards, barge windows.

Bolts on the door.

Yes. Just like Jarvis. He had them too.

Didn't do him much good.

But he knew he was in danger. Now, Rathbone... Rathbone is definitely

There's no doubt about that.

But why?

Feed.

This is a pill.

It's happening again.

Rathbone this time.

Ask me to sell his government stock.

Now? It's the worst possible time to sell.

I know, so does he, for that matter.

But he's adamant. Wants the money right away. How much? A million.

In cash?

Yes, to be at the bank by midday.

Is he collecting it personally?

I tried to reason with him, but he's in a terrible state. Couldn't you delay

handing it over? I don't see how. After all, it's his money. If he wants it, I

must hand it over.

Certainly you must.

Lord Maxted's office.

We've got the loot here and all spread out waiting for Rathbone.

Would it all fit into a black, medium -sized suitcase?

Yes, why?

Because that's what Rathbone's carrying.

Very inconsiderate of him. Lord Maxted was just about to introduce me to a very

old, very rare sherry.

Rathbone's here, looking very jumpy, too.

Wouldn't you?

Suppose so. The prospect of wandering around with a million in cash is not

calculated to soothe the...

Yes, Nicole?

Rathburn's arrived.

He's heading for the bridge now.

Phone was followed. Some woman.

Tall, slim, auburn haired. Never mind her attributes.

Deal with her quickly.

Thank you.

Skeleton? Yes, sir?

Did you manage to pin Mr. Unwin down?

Well, he was in more of an upright position when I pinned him, sir.

Against a wall.

I damaged his orchid.

Excellent.

He must be near cracking point.

I think we should step up the treatment.

Immediately. Right.

Bye.

One word.

Just one word.

George.

George, you all right?

Of course I'm all right.

What's wrong with using this one door?

George, what's going on?

I could ask you the same thing.

Breaking my window. Now, look, there was a fight in here.

I saw it.

A fight?

Oh, no, I just tripped down the stairs and knocked that lamp over, that's all.

That's not good enough, George.

I saw you stabbed right through the chest.

I hope you're not starting to lose your marbles.

There were two men in here.

Two!

Must be the light from that lamp. You know, it casts funny shadows.

Look, Steve.

I don't want to seem inhospitable, but I am feeling very tired. And frightened.

Are you frightened, too?

I've known you a long time. Now, if you're in any trouble... Look.

If I did have any trouble, I'd know how to deal with it, wouldn't I? I would

have thought so.

Well, let's just leave it at that then, shall we?

Right.

Well, we must get together sometime soon.

Perhaps next month when I'm not quite so busy.

Have a lot of fun, yes?

You know my number. Don't forget that.

No, I won't.

Good night, Steed.

You see, Mr. Unwin, there's no escape.

You may think you're invulnerable, but we can always get to you.

What do you want?

Before we go into that, I suggest you relax.

Spot of television might help.

I hear there's a good program on Channel B.

Channel B?

They'll be on the air at ten.

Look, what do you want?

Why don't you tune in and find out?

Who are you?

Channel B, ten o 'clock. You'll be seeing me then.

Bridge Farm, that was the place.

It's not marked here.

Very bleak and deserted. The ideal place for a payoff.

Ah, yes, the bridge is here.

And Rathbun just dropped it over the side?

Yes, he walked to the centre and... For Rathbun to part with a million, just

chuck it in the river, he must have a good reason.

A sort of high -class protection racket with a clientele of millionaires?

When you have everything that money can buy, life becomes more precious.

Scare them enough and they're bound to pay off.

And keep silent.

I doubt if any of them will talk.

Rathburn won't, that's for certain.

Once he's paid his million, he won't risk ending up like Jarvis.

There's still Unwin. But are you sure he was threatened?

I saw him being attacked. I didn't imagine it.

He still hasn't protracted. Not yet, but I have a feeling it'll only be a matter

of time.

Good evening. Welcome to Channel B.

And a particularly warm welcome to Mr. George Unwin.

Do answer it, Mr. Unwin. That's me ringing you.

Thank you. You can hear me, I trust?

Yes. Splendid.

Sit down.

Now, are we viewing comfortably?

Yes. Good.

Then I'll begin.

First, let me introduce myself.

The name is Needle. No quips, please.

I've heard them all before.

Although I do admit I'm a little difficult to find.

It's extremely unwise to try.

Now, someone once said that a man should use his natural -born talents to the

full. Do you agree with that?

Yeah, yeah. I'm so glad.

Because, you see, I'm a natural -born parasite.

Will you go to the point?

The point?

Of course.

In the last 24 hours, you've been murdered four times.

Now, on any one of those occasions, it could have actually happened, which I

think you'll agree would have been very unfortunate.

After all, dying is a very serious business.

It's so permanent.

Which brings us to the commercial.

The price?

A high one. And one which you can well afford.

In cash.

The place?

The money to be delivered in?

Don't worry, Mr. Unwin.

We'll supply you with one.

Don't tell me Unwin rang Maxted. And Maxted rang me.

He's asked for his million. In cash?

On the nail. To be collected when?

Unwin didn't say. He's going to call back. And when he does, Maxted, I

We'll be calling you.

Up.

Steve?

Yes, my lord.

When?

Oh, I see.

Well, thanks for calling.

He's collected the money.

He's asked Maxted to deliver it to his house. We've still time.

You have a plan?

That's right. Ready?

It's a combined operation.

Miss T, you can't stop now. I have an urgent point.

Carry on. Don't let me get in your way.

What is your... Off on a shopping spree?

It, uh... It's a private transaction.

Isn't your check enough?

For my dealing, to my own concern.

I disagree.

This deal is everyone's. I know what's going on. You're being threatened,

you? Well, if I am, that's my affair.

I can take care of myself. Can you? Then why are you paying?

My money? I can do what I like with it.

They'll be back, you know.

Look, Steve, I told you.

I can take care of this myself, and I don't need your help. Now just go and

promise me you'll stay out of this.

All right, I'll go.

But for the rest...

Unwin won't talk. He's going his own way.

Has he left?

Not yet, but when he does, I won't be far behind.

Thank you.

Quite a catch.

What do you use for bait?

Take me to your leader.

Or lead me to your taker.

I can see you've obeyed your instructions to a T. Well done, George.

So you've followed me here?

Not quite.

What's that?

Your million.

Which I hope to retrieve very soon.

Well, if you do, you'd better hurry.

Why? I told you I could handle this alone.

There's a bomb in that case.

It's due to go off in exactly 15 minutes.

Dropped it here.

Look, Pete, what does it matter where the case is as long as it doesn't blow

before it reaches the hideout?

Mrs. Peel's car was back there.

You mean she... Oh, look, Pete, I'm sorry. I should have told you. But I had

been murdered four times. If anything happens to Mrs. Peel, there'll be a

Hold it.

A word in your ear.

Your silence is requested.

No sign of anything.

We've not much time, Steve.

It's in that direction.

E .P.

Mrs. Emma Peel.

And your name?

Needle. Nathaniel Needle.

In a haystack.

A little joke of mine.

You see, I thought I was impossible to find.

How did you manage it, Mrs Peel?

Your reply, I don't think I heard.

That's not surprising. I didn't answer.

Tall, slim.

Auburn had.

Your description was passed to one of my men before you killed him.

Pity. He was a good man, Nicholls.

Needle?

Get that case out of sight.

time, it's due to go up at three.

Let's try that caravan.

It's quite a haul.

Where are you heading?

The Bahamas?

South America?

The moon?

Safe deposit.

And then back again for more.

Soon I shall be the richest man in the world and the most powerful.

All right, keep an eye on those two.

Now, we must find a way of dealing with Mrs. Peel.

There's no one there.

Unwin?

Unwin?

Where's the case? In the van.

There's a bomb in that case.

Don't be silly. I've been carrying it around.

Bang goes a million.

10 ,000.

How much is that?

920 ,000. Right.

10 ,000?

10 ,000.

I didn't know you had so much money.

Neither did I.

10 ,000. If I didn't know you better... 10 ,000?

I'd say you'd been very thrifty.

Forgetful. Save a little each week. Soon mounts up.

10 ,000. Certainly does.

Do you think it's wise to leave all this cash lying around the house? 10 ,000.

You're quite right. As soon as it's counted up, I'll pop down the back with

Totter. Eh?

With this little lot, you'll be tottering down to the back.

I see what you mean.

Maybe I could use an armoured car.

Or two.

10 ,000.

I hope this isn't going to change your mode of living.

This bus, well... Of course not. I still retain the old values.

9 ,999?

It can't be.

Well, it's impossible.

You're just one short of a million.

Well, there's no status without it.

Who ever heard of a 999 ,999 -an -air?

Wait a minute.

There.

Success.

I've made it.

You are now a self -made, fully -fledged, half -penny millionaire.