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- Hello, Kevin!

How was it?

Where did you go?

Wait!

- [Kevin] Come on, boy, we've got a special hot dinner

for you tonight.

There's a good boy.

- It's our turn to go out

for a nice, long run tomorrow, Beauty, just you and me.

(Beauty whinnies)

Beauty, what's wrong?

Silly boy, calm down.

I only want to take your bridle off,

it won't take a minute.

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- Vicky!

Kevin!

Come along, your food'll be getting cold!

Vicky!

Kevin!

Come along and clean yourselves up for supper.

- Amy!

(Beauty whinnies)

- Tell her you'll be there in a few minutes.

Go on!

- Vicky?

What are you doing?

Why didn't you come when I call?

- We're just giving Beauty a rub down, Amy.

We'll be in, in just a few minutes.

- Hurry up then,

your fathers home and he's waiting for his supper.

- She's gone.

Don't!

- Who does this place belong to?

- My father!

And you'll be sorry when he finds out

what's going on in here?

- Who is your father?

What's his name?

- Dr. Gordon, of course.

- Doctor?

So people come and see him, do they?

- Lots of people!

- How many people inside the house?

- Hundreds.

(Mr. Desmond laughs)

- Your father and mother, who else?

- We haven't got a mother, Amy looks after us.

- Now listen to me you two,

I need food and somewhere to sleep for the night.

Now if you do just as I tell you,

then no harm will come to you.

- And what if we don't?

- You're fond of this horse, aren't you?

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Be a terrible shame if any harm came to him.

- "Police were today still continuing their inquiries

into the disappearance of the escaped convict, Jack Desmond.

Members of the public are warned

to exercise extreme caution if approached by Desmond,

who is described by officials of Westwood Prison

as a dangerous criminal."

- Does, does that mean you might kill someone?

- [Dr. Gordon] I shouldn't be surprised.

- Oh really, Dr. Gordon,

must you ta" about such things over the dinner table?

You'll give the children nightmares.

Mind you, the poor soul won't get very far.

- Father, can we leave the table please?

- Well, have you finished?

- Mm.

- All right.

Where are you off to?

- We thought we go and see if Beauty's alright.

- You know how nervous he gets when there's a high wind.

- Yes, well don't stay out too long, it's getting late.

- Oh, the children do gobble their food,

you really should speak to them about it, Doctor.

- [Dr. Gordon] Mm.

- When are you going to leave, Mr. Desmond?

- Who told you my name?

- It's in the newspaper, everyone knows.

- Do they now?

Well I'll be leaving when I'm ready, see, and not before.

- They'll come looking for you, as soon as it's light.

- Well, let 'em come.

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- No!

- He's asleep, I can get him now.

- Put that down!

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- Why did they put you in prison, Mr. Desmond?

- A man got in the way, he tried to stop me,

I told him not to.

Well, I hit him.

- You mean you killed him?

- No, no, he got over it, I was the one who didn't.

And for that, they put me away for 10 years.

- 10 years?

(door bangs) - Vicky, Kevin!

- Now look, I'm warnin' you, son,

now get back to that saddle!

And you get on with what you were doing.

- They're up to something,

they've locked the door on the inside.

- It's not this sort night

they should be out on their own, Doctor,

not even in the stable here.

- Vicky!

Oh.

What is going on in here?

- Oh, hello father.

- [Dr. Gordon] What's taking you so long?

- It's Beauty.

Look, he seems a little restless tonight.

- [Officer] Is everything all right in here, young lady?

- Why, yes, Mr. Dickens.

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- [Mr. Dickens] This gentleman outside from Westway Prison,

he's looking for that escaped convict.

- [Vicky] Well, he's not here, is he?

- Well, I think he's around here somewhere.

We'll have an armed party out first thing in the morning

and we'll, with your permission, Doctor,

give these farm buildings a thorough searching.

Don't you worry, boy, we'll find him all right.

- Well say goodnight to Beauty

and get straight back to the house.

(Beauty chunters)

(Vicky sighs)

- You, put a bridle on that horse.

- I will not!

- Now I'll take no more lip from you, do as your told!

You, get away from that door, over there.

Now, you know the quarry at the top of the hill?

- Yes.

- Well I want you and him to meet me up there,

first light in the morning.

- You're not going to take Beauty?

- Bring me some food and something to cover over this,

anything'll do, one of your father's old jackets

or something.

- Please. Mr. Desmond, please don't take Beauty,

we won't tell anyone you were here.

- Oh yes, we will!

We'll go straight to Constable Dickens!

- I wouldn't do that if I were you!

He'll be my hostage.

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And don't you forget it.

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(Mr. Desmond laughs)

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(horse whinnies nervously)

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(horse whinnies)

- Beauty!

Thank goodness you're safe.

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- Hey!

You leave that horse alone!

Girl, bring me that basket.

Is anyone with you?

- No. - No!

- You'd better be right.

- It's too big!

- What's this?

- It's some of Amy's homemade wine.

- Tastes more like rat poison.

- Pity it isn't!

- Hey, you!

What do you think you're doing?

- We're taking Beauty home.

- Who said so?

- You promised!

We bought you the food, didn't we?

- You leave him alone!

We've got some unfinished business to do first.

- Right, off we go.

Now remember, this man is dangerous,

if he breaks cover, don't hesitate to shoot.

(glass smashes)

- Vicky!

Now then young lady,

suppose you'll tell me what all this is about.

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- What's happened to that sister of yours?

- You had no right to send Vicky away for money,

we only get what our father gives us

and that's only tuppence a week.

- You're lucky to have money at all.

- Is that why you nearly killed a man?

To get money?

- You ever been hungry, have you?

- Of course I have.

- Of course you haven't, not really hungry.

Well I have, you see?

And when you've got a wife who can't even stand up

because she hasn't had a decent meal in weeks,

well, you gotta do something about it, right?

Even if it means killing a man who tries to stop you.

Not that it makes any difference, she's dead now.

- Look, Mr. Desmond, why don't you give yourself up?

They'll only put you back in prison much longer next time.

- There won't be a next time,

as soon as the train comes through on its way to London,

I won't be thinking of prisons anymore.

- You mean you're gonna try and get onto the train

to London?

- The moment it slows down this side of the tunnel.

- But you'll never make it,

you won't even reach the railway tracks, it's too risky.

- You don't think about risk when you shut up

inside a prison sell no bigger than a matchbox.

- But won't you ever get tired of running away?

- Tired?

Me?

Yes, yes, I'll get tired all right,

but it's better than eating maggoty bread

and staring at stonewalls year in and year out.

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You dunno what it's like to be able to breathe fresh air

whenever you feel like it.

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(dogs barking)

- Beauty!

Beauty!

- Dr. Gordon, Dr. Gordon!

- Vicky, what the devil's happened to Beauty?

He's not in the stable, he's not in the paddock.

- [Amy] He's gone.

- Gone?

- Yes and Kevin too,

this foolish child has only just told me.

(dog whining)

- Mr. Dickson!

Just tell me one thing, how dangerous is this man, Desmond?

- Oh, he's dangerous all right, sir.

- My son is with him,

he has my son and Beauty hostage in the quarry.

(dog whining)

(dog whining)

(dogs barking)

(Beauty whinnies)

- [Mr. Desmond] Help me hold his head, boy!

Hold his head!

- No good, he won't let you, he'll never let you mount.

He'll throw you off, please!

Mr. Desmond!

(Beauty whinnies panicked)

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- I told you to hold his head!

- He'll never let you mount!

- You haven't seen me, understand?

You haven't seen me.

- Wait, Mr. Desmond, wait!

(dogs barking)

Mr. Desmond!

- What the devil do you want?

Get away from me!

Go one, push off!

- Mr. Desmond, there's another way around,

through the woods and down to the river,

the hounds will never follow you across.

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No!

Wait, Mr. Desmond!

Mr. Desmond, if they catch you in the open,

they'll shoot you down, wait!

(dogs barking)

- Come on, hurry up!

I haven't got all day!

What can you see?

Come on, son!

- All clear!

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(Kevin screams)

(Beauty whinnies)

(train whistle blows)

(Beauty whinnies)

(dogs barking)

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- What is it, son?

Oh, what have you done?

(train whistle blows)

(dogs barking)

(dogs barking)

(dogs barking grows louder)

(dogs barking)

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- I'm sorry son, I can't, I just can't.

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- Amy!

Look!

Come quickly!

Kevin?

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- Mr. Desmond?

I'd like to thank you for what you did,

it was an act of human kindness.

- Mr. Desmond!

- Think nothing of it, Doctor.

- Just a moment.

I intend to write to the prison authorities,

I'll do everything I can.

Desmond?

Why did you do it?

You could have been on your way to freedom by now.

- Why?

Let's just say I like kids and horses.

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- Go on!

Go on!

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(Beauty whinnies)

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