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It's a breakdown on real profits, Sir
Alex.

Profits directly related to investment
policies which I devised and actioned.

It totals around three million over a
three -year period.

As I am quite aware of your brilliant
record, Oliver.

You want something, smell it a mile off.

Want something of mine? I'm not sure
you're going to like it.

That bad?

Well, let's hear it then.

You mentioned my work with the company.

I believe I could do even better, given
the opportunity and incentive.

Oh, what kind of incentive are you
talking about?

I'm talking about shares in the company.

Impossible.

Why should it be impossible?

Because that's not how we do things.

You know we're a family company. We
don't have outside shareholders.

You're young.

In due course, you'll have chances of
promotion.

I'm sorry, Sir Alex. I'm not interested
in distant possibilities. I know what

I've been worth to the company. You
know.

If it's more responsibility you want,
very well, you shall have it.

Greater incentive.

Well, let's discuss your salary.

But this other business... I make
millions for this company. I feel it's

had a share of it.

We play by the rules here, Oliver.
You're included.

What we don't do is make them up as we
go along.

That's why I must again say no.

And that is final. Well, that makes it
easier. You'll have my resignation

a week.

Oh, come, Oliver.

I don't want to see you jeopardize a
promising career.

I'm asking you to be sensible and
patient.

Get your priorities straight.

Priorities change.

Mine did when my father died.

Read the coroner's report on his
suicide, sir. Perhaps you'll understand.

I do understand.

That's why I want you to think over what
I just said.

I'm sorry.

I'm not prepared to suffer for this.

Oliver? Tim, yeah.

And thanks for ringing back.

I'd like to pick your brains, if you
don't mind.

You can probably give me a few quick
answers.

I'm looking for an old -fashioned
investment company where there's

someone to go ahead.

You're thinking of moving on?

Could be.

Well, a few names do spring to mind.
Give me a couple of days to think it

Of course, thanks.

I'll ring you tomorrow.

I need to move quickly.

Oliver? Tim, you got a minute?

Yes.

Those companies you gave me?

Oh, yes. I think I've found one that
would suit me.

Bullmont Investments Limited.

Managing Director, Mr. J. Hamilton.

Senior Investment Officer, T .F. Keyes,
aged 64.

Sorry we've taken so long to reach a
decision, Mr. Platt, but you'll

a highly responsible position. We had to
be sure that you were the right chap

for us.

I'd like to think I am, sir.

I believe you are.

And I believe that Mr. Keyes agrees with
me.

Right, Tom?

Your track record is quite excellent.

I'm sure you'll be an asset to us.

I look forward to the challenge.

You might change your mind when you
realize quite what it means in terms of

work.

I'll take that chance.

You will, of course, be working closely
with Mr. Keyes, who is in charge of

our... Investment policy.

We'll look after him.

Plenty for him to do.

Take some of the routine off my
shoulders.

Well, show Mr. Platt around the office,
will you, Tom? Then shunt him back here

for lunch.

I'd like to continue our talks about
investment policy.

Some of your new ideas, I have to say,
leave me rather sceptical, but all the

same, I'm interested.

I want to hear more.

Mr. Platt?

Our reputation rests on solid money,
solidly invested.

This is right about recovery funding in
Queensland.

Act of avoidance schemes are not what
we're about.

I mean, this isn't what I had in mind
when I briefed you to analyse our

investment policy.

Your brief was to review policy, not
initiate it.

A pile of presumptuous nonsense.

Has Mr Hamilton seen it?

He hasn't seen it.

Nor has he.

Is Mr Hamilton here?

Oh, you've just missed him. Had to go
out with a client.

Abandoned Mr Keyes, have you, Nina?

Not really. I'm just standing in for
Miss Dixon.

Can I help? Well, he wanted this
urgently, and I'm pushed for time later.

Well, that's no problem.

I'll see he gets it.

Would you?

That's all for now.

Could you slip it into a folder and mark
it confidential? It's for the MD's eyes

only.

Mr. Keyes and I have considered your
proposals, Oliver.

30 % increase, you think, on top of our
current returns?

With a tightly selected portfolio.

Through offshore funds, yes.

Why Switzerland?

Well, we could get better returns in
some of the more exotic tax areas, but I

believe Switzerland currently to be the
best option, given the traditional

policies of this company.

Well, it all seems fairly
straightforward on paper, Oliver.

I think, Werther, try on a modest basis
at first.

Blessed if I know why we didn't come up
with this strategy earlier.

Could you come in, please?

Could you see that these get off this
evening?

Use the standard transfer letter for
Bardouille and for Heisenholz.

To their Geneva offices. Yes.

And here's a draft of the covering
letter to Latimer Holdings.

Thank you.

Are you free this evening?

Nothing too pressing.

I thought we might have dinner together.

You're a bit of a mystery, you know.

All the girls in the office wonder about
you.

Not much to tell.

I'm the most eligible man in the firm
and they know nothing about you.

What kind of nothing?

If you're married, divorced, if there's
a steady girlfriend.

There's not much to tell.

No wife, no steady girlfriend.

All work and no pleasure, hmm?

There's not much time left for anything
else.

Later on, maybe things will be...

Oh, good morning, sir. Can I help you?

Have you got anything for box 2033?

2033, sir.

Um... Ah, yes.

Here you are. Thank you.

Good morning, Oliver.

Morning.

Mr. Hamilton wanted to see you.

As soon as you came in.

He's got the new auditor with him.

I'd better see what they want then.

This is Alan Corwin.

Alan, this is Oliver Platt.

Alan? There's been a whisper of mergers,
so we want to get everything neat and

tidy. Mr. Corwin's here to carry out the
audit.

Your first time with us, I believe.

Yes, that's right.

Only I'm a specialist, so don't worry, I
shan't waste your time.

I'm available to help in any way I can.

Morning, Alan.

Good morning, Mr. Hamilton.

Not everything you need?

Yes, fine, thank you.

All right.

Can I have a moment? Sir?

Mister? Of course.

Come in.

I can't tell you how impressed I am by
these sweet deals of yours.

They're working out all right?

They're all right. The cash is flowing
in.

Oliver, please.

How did you get on to these people in
the first place?

We were prepared to invest in companies
just starting up. We got lucky.

What do the Geneva -based outfits trade
in? Which in particular?

Well, three mainly.

Bardoui, Heisman's and S .Y. Geneva.

Well, they're mostly service companies
for computer -based industries.

Why did you choose those particular
companies?

You don't mind my asking, do you? Only,
um... Well, I'm interested.

The choice seemed obvious at the time.
We've selected the best of those put up

to us.

It's performance we're interested in.
Yes, yes, naturally.

Only it's just as well to be sure
they're sound companies.

Don't you agree?

We're not messing up the audit, are we?
Oh, good Lord, no. No, no, no.

Tell you what I'll do. I'll run a check
on him and see what services.

I'll do that for you. No, no, no. You
leave it to me.

Take care, then.

Oliver.

Got a lot on today.

Those Geneva -based companies.

What about them? They're paper dummies.

It's true.

They do no real trading at all.

Simply playing musical chairs with
Bournemouth's money.

You're saying those companies are not
legal.

God, they're legal.

But instead of spending all the profit
back for Walmart, they send a

amount to an outlet called Latimer
Holdings.

You mean the Latimer Holdings who broke
up for us?

That's right, the very same.

Actually, quite a complex setup and well
worth looking into. It seems that

they're run by a character called
Williams.

David Williams.

Professional Company Services Limited.
I'd like to speak to someone about the

facilities you provide for me.

Who's speaking, please?

This is Mr. Williams of Latimer
Holdings.

Box 2033.

One moment, sir.

I'll put you through to administration.

Thanks.

You'll never guess.

Latimer Holdings, alias our friend
William, seemed to be on the move.

He'd cancelled the service facilities he
was using.

Really?

So what now?

Oh, he'll service again. He must. It's a
legal obligation.

I don't know what I meant to ask you.

Who audits the Geneva end of the
operation?

Geneva? That would be Monsieur Vigier.

You know him, of course.

Not personally.

He's a first -class man, though. You'll
find his work on file.

Oh, well.

Back to the punishment cell?

Did Alan Corwin reach you at home?

Corwin before breakfast?

Don't be disgusting.

I haven't seen him since Tuesday.

Well, of course not. He's in Geneva.

Didn't you know?

That's your file copy of the last audit
Vigier did?

And that's a copy of the original on
file in Geneva.

Incredible. That's right.

Your copy's a forgery, covering the
profit siphoned off by our friend

We must withdraw Wilmot's interests.

It's outright fraud, Oliver.

I'd say our friend Williams, when they
catch him, has forged his way into a

long sentence.

Hamilton will have to be told.

I must secure Beaumont's assets first.

It helps soften the blow.

Well, I don't envy you.

I mean, they'll want to tear you apart,
Oliver.

Find out everything.

Order a director, then a police. Rather
you than me.

Thanks for the encouragement.

Of course, if they had the character
Williams, then you'd be in with a good

chance. Big E, my guess is he's backed
off. He saw you coming, Alan.

Yes.

So we can do better than that, can't we,
Oliver?

We can nail Williams right now.

Hmm.

What is it?

Come on. They're the signatures of the
phony nominees behind the Geneva outfit.

That's Williams' signature. Our friend,
Williams, who set up the whole deal.

That's my signature.

That's right, old chap.

The same hand that forged all the
others.

It's all right. I've had it verified.

You smug bastard.

You've known all along.

Only since Geneva.

The set -up was too perfect, Oliver.

Many curious.

What are you going to do about it?

All right, let's think.

What should we do?

Tell Hamilton? Phone the police?

There must be a better way.

Of course, we could help each other, you
know.

Well, you haven't met the wife, have
you?

Ugly old bat.

Well, I've got a nice new model.

Beautiful girl.

Ambitious, too. Keen to get on. Get away
from it all. Make a fresh start with

yours truly.

Only one problem, really.

Money.

How much money?

Quarter of a million.

New life.

You're crazy. It's impossible.

What I do have is tied up for years. You
of all people call me Chinoda.

Beaumont Investments has money.

The only way to get money like that is
to dig into the firm's current account.

They'd know in days.

By which time I'll be gone.

And so will you, if you've got any
sense.

You're insane.

Well, you've got a few days to decide.

And was it only for the money?

No.

I swore I would never let what happened
to my father happen to me.

He worked for a big money firm like
Beaumont, made millions for them, never

himself.

He got into debt, asked his firm for a
loan.

He needed it desperately.

They refused and he shot.

I nearly won, you know.

If I hadn't been for Corwin in another
few years, I'd have been in the clear.

I gave myself a deadline.

Five years.

After which I'd straighten the books
again, put back the money I'd used.

The firm wouldn't have lost a single
penny.

In fact, I'd have made a fortune for
them.

And something for myself.

I want to help, Oliver.

I don't want you involved, Leela.

I am involved.

I love you.

I've decided I'll do as you say.

Just tell me.

How do you want the money and when?

Cash.

Here. Five o 'clock sharp, Friday.

And then?

Then?

Well, I drive to a small airfield, climb
aboard my even smaller aeroplane.

By six o 'clock, I'll be halfway to
France.

Oh, yes, one other thing. The Van Diemen
securities.

I do need your signature on the cheque
for Latimer Holdings to buy those

securities now.

Brought the deal forward, have you?

Thought you might.

Here it is, if you'd care to count a
sign.

Yes, Mr Swington.

Large denomination, please.

No, I'll collect it personally.

No special security arrangement.

Thank you.

2 .30 exactly.

Yes.

Goodbye.

I hate to think of Corwin having all
that money. Don't worry, we'll manage.

Are you ready to leave?

Yes, I'll be ready.

Corwin's coming into my office at five.

Could you interrupt on some pretext at 5
.15 sharp?

I'll tell you why later, but don't
forget.

5 .15.

Cut. Here, five o 'clock sharp, Friday.

And then?

And then?

Well, by six o 'clock I'll be halfway to
France.

Exact to the last dinar.

Well, you got what you wanted, Corwin.

Just a minute.

Come in.

The documents for Mr. Hamilton.

Thank you.

Corwin should be over the channel by
now.

No.

It's nearly six.

Oliver, I must tell you.

He was on the phone. He had his back to
the door, so he didn't see me, and I

went... Well, I took the briefcase. The
briefcase? You took it?

Yes.

It's there.