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(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Well, Mac, looks like a quiet day.

Aye, it'll suit me just fine.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Sergeant, pull alongside that tug, will you?

Hey, Scorcher!

You've got a line over the side!

(BOAT WHISTLES)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

She's new in here, one of those Americans jobs, isn't she?

MAC: Aye, "luxury freighters" they call them.

Accommodation for about 20 passengers.

A beauty, isn't she?

- When did she pull in? - MAC: Yesterday morning.

Made good time, too.

Yes, I like her lines.

- MAC: I see what you mean. - Not for you, old man.

- You're an old married man. - I can look, can't I?

(EVOCATIVE MUSIC)

(EVOCATIVE MUSIC)

- Going ashore again? - Certainly.

I have the whole of London to see.

Less than a week before we sail.

- How'd you like to do me a favour? - What?

My friend, the one you took the cigarettes to yesterday?

He's just phoned for some more.

I'd take them myself, only I got the next watch.

So I thought if it wasn't too much trouble, maybe you?

- And what about the customs? - They'll play along all right.

They're only after the big stuff.

- I guess it's all right. - That's what I like.

Cooperation.

He'll be waiting at the same place.

Make sure you don't give them to anybody else.

- Don't worry, I won't. - Where to this time, Judy?

Tower of London, Parliament Square or Regent Street?

(CHUCKLES) No, a little pub by the river in Wapping.

The guide book says it's quaint.

Well, some that drink in these English pubs

is quaint also, watch your step.

I don't want to have to hire me a new radio operator.

I promise to be very good and very careful.

(BUZZER RINGING)

(LORRY ENGINE)

- Good afternoon, Miss. - JUDY: Good afternoon.

- Are you taking anything out? - No, not really.

- Just a few cigarettes. - Present for the boyfriend?

- Yes, sort of. - Nothing else?

- No. - Okay.

Goodbye.

Al told me to look for you, miss.

Said you might have some more cigarettes.

That's right.

- Customs give you any trouble? - Not a bit.

- So you've got four packs here. - Thanks.

- You must smoke an awful lot. - You know how it is, miss:

- once you get the habit... - (CHUCKLES) Bye.

- How many, Charlie? - Four.

Is that all?

I know someone who's going to be sore about that.

I don't get it, why don't you pick them up yourself?

What do you want me for?

You're not paid to ask questions, chum.

In fact, the less you open your mouth, the better.

I'll let you know when I need you again.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

There we are, chum, that's the lot.

Couldn't you have done any better than four?

We have to take what we're given.

That's all right, but what about me?

Well, what about you?

What am I going to tell the governor?

He isn't going to like it.

That's your worry, chum.

PADDY: You said it.

Four packages, that isn't good enough.

- Anna, use the ashtray. - What?

The ashtray, and please don't say "what".

Oh, thank you.

PADDY: It's okay. What are you reading?

It's one of them Yank books.

It's the adverts I like, they're ever so interesting.

You came here on business.

Something has got to be done about this and quickly.

PADDY: I'll talk to Bert Fisher.

Fisher, merely a tiny link in the chain.

No, I want you to go to the top.

- You mean... - Precisely, precisely.

Anna, a glass of water, if you please.

Water?

It is 5:30, Anna. My usual glass of water.

- You may go. - But you were just telling...

I see, you have no initiative.

You need me to dot the Is and cross the Ts, very well.

You will go to our friend;

you will remind him that he has a business arrangement with me;

you will remind him that I have an organization to maintain.

You will inform him that four measly packages are not enough.

That I require, I demand better service.

- Is that clear? - Sure, I've got to go.

There's no need to repeat everything.

- You can find your own way out. - Yes, okay.

- Good evening, Mrs. Hendrick. - Must you go?

Our friend has a business to attend to,

and he can see himself out.

(BOAT ENGINE - SHIP HORNS)

Thanks for the ride, sergeant.

Tell the harbour off the air, Jim, we're going in for grub.

Let's call it a day, shall we?

Got time for a drink on the way home?

As a matter of fact, I promised Maggie that...

- On me this this time. - Well, in that case.

Okay.

Come on.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

- What'll it be, miss? - Hm?

Well, I don't know; what can I have?

That's quite a question.

We got anything you like in the spirit line

or you can have brown, light, light and bitter,

draft beer, old and mild, best scotch ale?

Um, the last one, best scotch ale.

Try in a tanker, miss, brings out the real flavour.

All right.

This is a wonderful old place you have here.

HARRY: Real show-piece, this is.

Tell me something:

Is it really true that Charles II slept here?

So they say, miss.

But between you and me, I don't think he did much sleeping.

(CHUCKLES)

- Yes, gents? - Evening, Harry.

Usual, please, big 'uns.

You'll wear out your thumb one day, Mac.

We've all to work.

Why don't you try petrol for a change?

It makes a big difference, you know.

I suppose I'll have to buy some matches.

I've got some, you know it.

- Oh. - Terribly sorry.

That's all right, you didn't do any damage.

Are you sure I didn't splash you?

- I'm positive, I ducked. - Oh, good.

Fill it up again, Henry.

That's not necessary, really.

- But I insist, I insist. - Well, thank you.

- Are you visiting London? - Well, yes, I suppose...

- Here we go. - Did you say something, Mac?

No, only I'm still needing a match, if it's not too much trouble.

Oh, here you are. Keep the box.

A pleasure. (CHUCKLES)

- Yes, I suppose you might... - So I was just...

This is developing into a very interesting situation.

Mac, I was just wondering, old man, if...

I know, I know what's coming.

- You do? - Yes.

You were just going to ask me if the wife wouldn't be missing me.

- Well? - She will.

I did promise the poor woman I'd take her to the pictures.

You don't get there soon, you'll miss all the cheap seats.

- That's a point. - Ah.

A strong point.

I'll be moving along, then.

Miss, if I might presume on my grey hairs...

- Oh, Mac. - I wonder now.

Would you mind telling me your name?

No, it's Judy, Judy Roberts.

Well, Miss Roberts, life's short, you know,

and we must make the best of it.

So I'll save you both a bit of time, if you don't mind,

by doing the honours. Miss Roberts, this is Dan Barker.

Dan, I'd to introduce a very old friend of mine.

- Miss Judy Roberts. - Ignore him.

Oh, no, I quite agree with him.

- How do you do, Mr. Barker? - Hello.

No, no, I said Dan, Dan.

Oh, no, I think that's going a little too far. (CHUCKLES)

Now... Mac.

All right, I know, Maggie will be waiting.

Well, I'll be getting along.

- Goodnight to you both. - (CHUCKLING) Goodnight.

- DAN: So long, Mac. - He's a wonderful character.

Is he always like that?

Who, Mac? Oh, yes, he'll never change.

He and I have been working together for years.

And talking of work reminds me, I've met you before.

Mm, I'm disappointed in you, Mr. Barker,

that's not a very original opening, doesn't do you credit.

No, it's not a line, I mean it, I have met you before.

- At least I've seen you before. - All right, where?

You were the girl on the ship: the Mohawk Prince, wasn't it?

Yes.

- Did you see me? - Yeah, on the deck.

Where were you?

I was in one of those patrol boats.

We're policemen, you see, on the river beat.

You don't look very much like a policeman to me.

Oh, we come in all types, you know.

Tell me, do you believe in destiny?

Well, I don't quite know what you mean,

but no, I don't think so.

Then how else do you explain it?

I saw you this afternoon and wanted to know you,

and lo and behold, here we are, what do you call it?

- Coincidence. - Oh, it must be luck.

It was lucky, wasn't it?

Not sure it was lucky at all.

We're wasting time, remember what Mac said.

(CHUCKLES) All right, it was luck.

- Same again? - Mm, yes please.

- And this time the drinks are on. - But you're a guest, you...

This time the drinks are on me or I'll go.

- Independent character, eh? - That's right.

All right, you'll pay for the drinks.

Cheers, Judy.

Dan.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Is Charlie Williamson home?

He was just sitting down to some supper.

Hello, Al.

All right Nell, I'll see to this.

Well, don't be all night, your supper's ready.

This is for you, there'll be some more tomorrow.

- I don't want any more. - Feet getting cold?

Look, I did it once as a favour.

There's going to be no second time, it's too dangerous.

It'll only be another couple of packs.

No.

Quit worrying, will you? Tomorrow we're practically finished.

- NELL: Charlie? - Goodnight, I got to get along.

Hey, listen...

Tomorrow, same dame, look out for her.

- Fancy calling at this time. - Give it a rest, I'm tired.

- Who was he? - Oh, just a pal.

I don't know him.

You don't know all my mates, do you?

Don't want to know that one.

- Charlie, you promised... - Let me finish my supper, will you?

Don't do anything silly.

We've got a nice place, don't spoil it.

Lay off, Nell.

I told you I was keeping out of trouble, didn't I?

Sorry Charlie, I only asked.

I'm worried, see?

- Still, if you say... - I do say.

(BOAT WHISTLES)

I don't want to strain you gentleman unduly,

that'll only give you too much work.

But I'd be greatly obliged,

if you'd pay a little attention to routine.

Sarcastic old blighter.

You have a suggestion, Barker?

Me, sir? No, sir.

I'll give you, gentlemen, just one example.

I have here a report which deals with diamonds.

Come and read it, Barker.

Thank you, sir.

- We all want to hear it. - Yes, sir.

"We have recently received information that shows

that there is a small but steady supply of diamonds

being smuggled into this country,

probably from the United States and probably in the London area."

Our area, gentlemen.

"This traffic is as yet on a small scale only,

but it does appear to be highly organized.

The customs authorities are strengthening their precautions

and request police cooperation in stamping out this smuggling

before it reaches large proportions."

- That's all, sir. - Thank you, Barker.

You will note that the report specifically mentions London.

If we had our wits about us,

this report need never have been written.

Look, chaps, I got a rocket this morning at the yard,

and I'm passing it onto you.

Pull your socks up, tighten up.

If anything strikes you as remotely suspicious,

act first and, if necessary, apologize after.

That's all.

(TYPEWRITING)

Well, now that's over,

maybe we can concentrate on some serious business.

Oh, Mac, I...

I wonder if you'd mind if we skip the drink tonight.

Why? We've two hours to go before night patrol.

Yes, yes, I know, but...

(CHUCKLES) I get it, two's company, eh?

Well...

You don't have to make excuses.

Thanks, Mac, be back in plenty of time.

Too bad you had to work tonight.

But if you're thinking of making any social engagements,

you have an evening off tomorrow.

I'm way ahead of you.

(SHIP HORN)

Yeah, sure, I know.

It's easy to talk like that but we got to be careful.

A few at a time, that's the only safe way.

Yeah, I heard what he said.

We'll do the best we can.

We know the set-up at this end and you guys don't.

Got a weekend port to clear the stuff, so what's the hurry?

All right, I'll check to see if she is going ashore and call you back.

Okay.

It's not that I mind doing it,

it's just that it's getting a bit consistent, don't you think?

It's this buddy of mine.

I know, you told me that.

Well, anyway, what's a few cigarettes?

It's not much of a favour to ask.

- All right, just this once. - Thanks, honey.

How many, half a dozen, then?

Okay, three.

I'll put them straight in your bag, huh?

Thanks again, Judy.

Have a good night. So long.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Won't be a minute, sir.

It's all right, thanks, Harry, I'm waiting for someone.

- Hi, Eddie. - Hiya, Judy.

(BOAT WHISTLE)

- Good evening, miss. - Hello, you're working late.

Yes, I'm on nights this week, taking anything out?

Just some cigarettes.

Excuse me. (MUSIC STRIKE)

May I see the contents of your handbag?

- Well, certainly. - Thank you.

You've paid duty on these?

(CHUCKLES) No, I didn't think it was necessary.

I'm afraid you'll have to.

Will you come into the office a moment?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Is it really necessary to do?

Do these cigarettes come from the ship's stores?

(HESITATING) Yes, I guess so.

Did they or didn't they?

(HESITATING) Well... yes.

Rather heavy for cigarettes, aren't they?

I don't know, I don't smoke. They're for a friend of mine.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Are these for your friend, too?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

It sounds pretty thin, Miss Roberts.

I can't help it, it happens to be true.

We'll see about that.

Perry, come in here a moment, will you?

Now, about those cigarettes that you took ashore yesterday;

are you sure Capt. Watford saw this fellow, Gordon, give them to you?

I'm certain of it.

Perry, I want you to keep Miss Roberts company for a while.

I'm going aboard the Mohawk Prince.

Very good, sir.

Cigarette?

Oh, no, no, I don't smoke.

(SIGHS)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Can't stay here all night.

What's the rush? She'll be here in a minute.

I'm packing in after tonight.

- This is me lot. - You've got rubber legs.

You couldn't stand up to a day old chick.

Haven't been mixed up in anything for 18 months.

- I promised Nell... - That's your trouble.

That dame, she never was no good.

You keep her out of it, lay off.

I'll put a mark on your card you won't forget in a hurry.

There's something wrong.

Seven o'clock, you said, it's nearly eight o'clock now.

There's something wrong.

All right, we'll give her another 10 minutes.

If she doesn't turn up, we'll forget about it.

Certainly I recall the incident.

I saw him put the cigarettes in her bag.

She claims he gave her more today.

Could be, but surely you don't plan to make a major issue out

of a few packs of cigarettes?

Those packs of cigarettes contained a considerable number of diamonds.

That's almost unbelievable.

She came to us with the highest credentials.

How long have you known her?

This here's our first trip.

I'm positive.

(CHUCKLING) She seemed like a fine girl to me, Mr. Blake.

Of course it is possible that she may not have known

what the cigarettes contained;

but the fellow who gave them to her, this Al Gordon, certainly did.

I'd be obliged if you'd send for him, Captain.

Surely.

- (ON INTERCOM) Yes, sir? - Captain Watford here.

Find out if Gordon's aboard.

If he is, have him come to my cabin right away.

You think he made a dupe out of Miss Roberts?

It is possible, but they may be working it together.

(SIGHS) I got to go on bail for that girl.

You may have to. (INTERCOM BUZZES)

Yeah?

(ON INTERCOM) Gordon went ashore a while ago, sir.

Get him to report to you as soon as he comes back aboard,

and keep him here.

He's to report to me the moment he comes aboard.

Well, I shall have to contact the police.

- Can you give me his description? - The police?

Well, I guess you know best.

Description?

The details are here.

- Can I borrow this? - Surely.

And if there's anything else...

I shall be in touch with you later, thank you, Captain.

- You're welcome. - Don't bother to come up.

Get us another packet, will you?

- It's eight o'clock, I suppose? - Might be a little after.

Here.

(SIGHS)

- Well? - There's no sign of her.

Let's beat it before we get picked up for loitering.

He's with me now.

Bert telephoned him when she didn't turn up.

Charlie's not so important, she's seen him, but that's all.

It's Gordon who is the danger.

We must make sure he doesn't talk.

What's that?

My dear man, speak up, can't you?

How do you know he won't talk?

Oh, excellent. Excellent.

My congratulations.

It's so seldom one meets a man with initiative.

So sorry to have bothered you.

Goodbye.

Well, that's very satisfactory indeed.

No need to worry about Gordon any more, I fancy.

PADDY: I don't get it.

You must use your imagination.

I've been talking to my partner, he has settled the issue.

Oh, I see.

What about Charlie and Bert?

Tell them to stay undercover a while.

You will keep in close contact with me, of course.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight, boss.

And don't call me boss, I hate the expression.

Anna, don't fuss me, there's a good girl.

Now, run along, I've got a lot of business to attend to.

Off you go.

Well, Miss Roberts:

captain Watford confirms your story.

We shan't prepare a charge against you.

Not for the moment anyway, you are free to go.

- Thank you. - However...

I'd be obliged if you go back to you ship and stay there.

In case you may be needed again.

I missed my date anyway.

It's my guess that there more diamonds aboard the Mohawk Prince.

Take half a dozen men and go over it from stem to stern;

- I'll join you later. - PERRY: Very good, Sir.

Get me Scotland Yard, please.

Harry, if by any chance a young lady comes looking for me,

- tell her I had to leave. - Oh, right, governor.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Is Inspector Barker there?

Sorry, miss, he just left.

Oh.

AlL right, thank you very much.

(TELEPHONE CLICKS)

How goes the course of Anglo-American friendship?

She didn't show up.

Funny, she didn't seem to me to be that sort of girl.

- Forget it. Anything new? - Yes.

As a matter of fact, maybe that's what's held her up.

DAN: Oh, how do you mean?

A message came through about half an hour ago.

"Customs authorities are anxious to contact Alfred Gordon,

ship steward, motor vessel Mohawk Prince."

All I can say is, this is a fine way to end a crossing.

You can imagine what the company will think.

I can understand your concern, Captain,

but I'm certain no one can hold you responsible

for the actions of one of your crew. Thank you.

I'd give a lot to know if Gordon is playing a lone hand on this.

(CHUCKLES) Me, too.

You know, I thought I could trust my crew, but...

after this, I'm not so sure.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Come in.

- Ah, Perry, any luck? - No, sir.

We've covered all the usual places and a few more besides.

Too bad.

I'll have my officers make another search tomorrow morning.

- Care for a drink? - Well, thank you very much, sir.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

- All set? Let's go. - All ready, sir.

(BOAT ENGINE - SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(BOAT ENGINE - SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(MUSIC STRIKE)

Looks like a body. Go in close, sergeant.

(WATER SPLASHING)

- They found these in his pockets. - Thanks.

What is it, doctor?

A compound fracture at the base of the skull.

Murder?

Whoever hit him didn't do it for exercise.

- Usual heavy blunt instrument? - Yes.

How long has he been dead?

One hour, perhaps, who is he?

That's what I'm hoping to find out.

Here's his seaman's ticket.

Gordon, Albert William.

- Gordon? - That's right:

"Ship steward, motor vessel Mohawk Prince."

- That came from customs, didn't it? - Yes.

I'll go there right away. Mac, you better stay here.

See if you can come up with anything.

Right.

You know, there's something about the face of an ex-con...

Even when they're dead you can spot them.

You mean that you actually caught Miss Roberts

in the act of bringing those diamonds ashore?

Yes.

Oh, Judy, I can't believe it.

What's so difficult, do you know the lady?

Yes, yes, we have met.

I must go aboard, I'll let you know if anything develops.

Well, thanks.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Come in.

Oh, Dan, I'm so happy to see you.

Can I have a few words with you, Judy?

Sure.

I hope you're not annoyed with me for standing you up.

- I couldn't help it, there was... - I know, that's why I'm here.

Oh, I see, this is an official visit.

- Sort of cop grills suspect. - It's my job, Judy.

- Wish to heaven it weren't. - So it's your job, all right.

Go ahead, I'm waiting.

- Cigarette? - No, thank you.

I've seen enough cigarettes for one day.

When you took those packages ashore, who'd you give them to?

I've been through all of that, I gave them to a man in the street

who was a friend of one of the stewards.

Would you recognize him again if you saw him?

I guess so, yes.

Oh, don't tell me you believe my story?

- I want to believe it, Judy. - Oh, now see here...

Wait a minute, personally, I do believe your story.

Thank you.

But as a policeman, I must check it, more than ever now.

Why pick on me?

Be a policeman and find Al Gordon and make him talk.

We did find him and he can't talk, he's dead.

- What? - He's been murdered.

That's horrible.

You see now, you must tell me everything.

You're our one lead, they used you.

You saw the man ashore, if only we can find him.

I've told you everything.

I want to help you, honestly I do, I've racked my brains.

Can't you remember anything about Gordon or the ship?

Well, everyone here seemed fine, the captain's a pet.

Huh, okay.

All right Judy, turn it over in your mind tonight.

Tomorrow I'll show you some pictures.

You might recognize our man there.

All right.

I'm sorry if I spoke out of turn before, Dan,

I just didn't realize how serious it all is.

That's all right, Judy.

There's no reason why we can't go on with our date is there?

I mean, I sort of stood you up and...

I think that'll have to wait.

You don't really believe me at all, do you?

I'm still on that list of suspects.

Try to see it my way, will you?

A man's been murdered.

Somehow or other, through no fault of your own, you're mixed up in it.

What can I do?

It's sort of like Judy before pleasure, isn't it, Mr. Barker,

or should I call you Inspector Barker?

Would you like to put the bracelets on now,

or do you want to wait until later?

If you do recall anything that might help the police with their inquiry,

I shall be with Captain Watford.

- Goodnight, Judy. - Goodnight.

Don't take it too badly. After all this had blown over...

Goodnight.

PERRY: There's your man, sergeant?

Yes, I knew I'd seen that face before.

You say that Gordon went to shore

a few minutes after Miss Roberts left, and never came back.

- That's right. - When was this?

About seven bells.

Did you leave the gangway at any time after that for any reason?

Well, I went to the galley for a coffee,

but I came right back. I was only gone two minutes.

Meanwhile, he could've got back without you knowing it?

- Well, I guess so, sure. - I see.

But in that case, somebody would've seen him.

I checked with the whole crew and nobody did.

No, Gordon was murdered ashore.

The fact that you found his body a mile upriver proves that.

But he'd been dead about an hour when we picked him up,

and there's an inflowing tide tonight.

I get your point.

But suppose Gordon saw Judy being questioned by the customs;

right off he could've guessed the game was up and run for cover.

Run where?

We know he had friends ashore.

This character Judy passed the cigarettes to for a start.

(PHONE RINGING) Excuse me.

Hello.

- It's for you. - Oh.

Hello, yes, Barker here.

Yes, Mac.

It appears our Mr. Gordon isn't Mr. Gordon at all,

but a certain gentleman named Joseph Benson

with a record in England as long as your arm.

Good work, Mac, I'll be right back.

Gentlemen, it seems I have to get going.

- Thanks for your cooperation. - You're welcome.

There he is, large as life.

"Joseph Benson, possession of unlicensed revolver,

Obtaining money by false pretences.

Larceny, larceny, possession of stolen goods,

house breaking, accomplice Thomas Hickson."

- Tommy Hickson, eh? - Know him?

I've had that pleasure.

Maybe Hickson is the man to whom Judy delivered the cigarettes.

I don't think so, he's always been strictly small time.

I can't see him in anything as big as diamond smuggling.

It'd be easy to find out,

all we've got to do is to ask her to come up and have a look at him.

When I left her tonight,

she wasn't exactly in a cooperative frame of mind.

- How do you mean? - My technique wasn't so good.

But what could I do? I had to question her.

She's not really in on this business, is she?

She's just being used.

That's what I think. So do the customs men.

Then leave it to me. I'll fix things.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Paper.

- Who's the letter from? - My mum.

I hope she doesn't want us to go down there next Sunday.

Oh, Charlie, she doesn't see us that often.

You know what I think about...

(MUSIC STRIKE)

NELL: What you saying?

(LAUGHING) Oh, Mom's a caution.

She says why don't we make up our minds?

Oh, what's bitten you?

- Finish your breakfast. - I've had enough.

You can't go all day on a bit of toast.

- I'll see you later. - Charlie!

What's up?

I just promised to be down the market early, that's all.

- Leave us the paper? - I'll bring it back tonight.

(SHIP HORN)

JUDY: Come in.

Hello, Judy.

Well, what's this, another official visit?

We need your help.

You remember Mac from the pub?

Of course, he's the one who had sense enough to leave early.

I wish I had done the same.

Look, all I did last night was ask you a few routine questions.

I've got my job to do.

So have I and if you don't mind, I'll get on with it.

Good, good, I like this, your turn, Dan.

- Shut up. - Yes, do be quiet.

This is a private quarrel, is it?

It's not important enough to be called a quarrel.

I'm not here to argue with anyone.

Oh, pity, I thought we might see a real scrap.

Anyhow, if you're not going to fight,

perhaps we can turn our attention to something rather important.

Well?

A man has been murdered.

He may not have been a very bright character,

but all the same, murder's pretty ugly.

Pretty important, too.

More important than, shall we say, personal feelings.

Of course, you're quite right.

I'm sorry.

Fine sort of detective I turned out to be. Sorry, Judy.

Forget about it, I do want to help you if I can.

Good.

Well, now we think that the man who killed Gordon

could be the man you gave those cigarettes to.

Our theory is that he killed Gordon to stop him talking.

Yes, and if he's murdered once, he won't hesitate to do it again.

You mean...

You mean, me?

Well, after all, you have seen him.

You're the only person who can identify him.

- I see what you mean. - Shut up, Mac.

He's just trying to scare you.

Still and all, it could be true, couldn't it?

Well, that's just possible.

Even if it isn't, we still want to find the man.

We want you to help us find the man.

Just tell me what it is you want me to do

and I'll try and do it.

(CHILDREN FUSS ON THE STREET)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(CHILDREN FUSS ON THE STREET)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Hello, Tommy. - McLeod!

I might have known you'd pull something like this.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Hadn't you better see who it is? - I know who it is.

- Good morning, Tommy. - What's good about it?

I don't know what this is all about, gents,

but I can tell you you're wasting your time.

I wasn't anywhere near Wimbledon last night, see?

And I can prove it.

I was round the corner at the King's Head all evening playing dominoes.

- Dangerous game, dominoes. - Eh?

Oh, this?

I slipped and fell down on me way home.

You should be more careful, Tommy.

Want you to meet a friend of mine.

- Bring her in, will you, Mac? - Okay.

So you were at the King's Head last night, were you?

That's right, I got witnesses.

I'm sure you have.

Don't suppose one of them would be an American called Joe Benson?

- Joe Benson? - Mmhm.

- Why drag him in? - You're old pals, aren't you?

Didn't you do a stretch together?

That was four years ago, I ain't seen him since.

- You're sure of that? - Course I am!

- What's all this about anyway? - Tell you in a minute.

Come in, won't you?

Have you seen this man before?

- No. - Positive?

The man you're looking for is quite a bit younger.

What is this, a one-man line-up?

Could be. Your pal, Joe Benson, was murdered last night.

Wait a minute; you can't pin anything like that on me.

Relax Tommy, we just think you might be able to help us

find the man who did it.

What, me, help the police?

Pull the other leg, it's got bells on.

Murder's a serious business.

If we pull you in, we'll have to do a lot of checking.

Go ahead, I've got nothing to hide.

We might even find out how you really got

that black eye last night and where.

You win, copper.

What do you want to know?

All you remember about Benson,

and particularly who his friends were.

There was Charlie Williamson. He done with a stretch with me...

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

I've seen it.

Well?

They've got nothing on us.

Can you prove where you were last night?

The paper says he was killed at eight o'clock.

We was down on the docks at that time.

I've got friends we could've been with.

Yeah, but the girl, she'd know us.

Yeah.

She might remember you.

I'd keep out of the way for a bit.

I get it, so that's where I come in, is it?

I'm not going to carry this baby, see?

- Murder it says here, murder. - Take it easy.

How did I know Al was going to get bunked off?

We never did nothing.

Get home as soon as you can and stay there.

The only lead they've got is the girl.

So you better keep out of her way, see?

Right, Tommy gave us a list of 10 men

he remembers as associates of Benson's in the old days.

I've checked the list, one's dead, two are in jail,

four of the remaining seven are men with criminal records.

Here are their photographs.

DAN: Did you give the cigarettes to any of those men?

None of them looks familiar to me at all.

(SIGHS) We're back where we started.

What about the other three?

- No convictions, no photographs. - What are their names?

Charles Williamson, Albert Fisher, Patrick Maclure.

Never heard of them.

Might that be Paddy Maclure, the pawn broker on the Mile End Road?

I don't know.

Well, pawn shops, diamonds...

- It could add up. - It's worth looking into.

Judy, what do you say, want to have another try?

Fine.

What are we sitting around here for?

(FOOTSTEPS - CHILDREN FUSS)

(BELL DINGS)

Good afternoon, miss.

Oh, good afternoon.

Do you know those old-fashioned paperweights with flowers inside?

- Yeah. - Do you have one I can see?

PADDY: Not one in the place.

Oh, really?

I was told that I could find one here.

You are Mr. Maclure, aren't you?

PADDY: Yes, that's me.

- No paperweight? - No, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Perhaps you would like a Victorian broach instead?

I'll let you have it cheap.

Oh no, thank you, paperweight or nothing.

(DOOR)

That's a real turn-up for the book, that is.

- Why, do you know her? - It's the girl.

- What girl? - The girl.

- Are you sure? - Of course I'm sure.

What do you think she was doing here?

She wasn't looking for a glass paperweight, I'll bet.

You're right, I better get onto the boss straight away.

- DAN: Any luck? - No.

I'm afraid that wasn't him, either.

Oh, never mind, still two more to go.

The trouble is, it'll take time to locate them.

Suppose you'll have to get back to the ship.

Yes, I... I suppose I have to.

I still think Maclure might be mixed up in this somewhere.

- Why, Mac, why? - He's an old hand.

Been in and out of trouble more times than I remember.

That's true, we should keep an eye on him.

All right, just stick around, I'll take Judy back.

Right.

- No one there? - No, I've changed my mind.

The boss doesn't like to talk business over the phone,

if he can avoid it, and besides,

he told me that if anything breaks to go and see him personally.

Come on, let's get moving.

You're right, it couldn't have been by chance.

She went to the shop for some purpose, but what?

She must've been on the snoop.

Really, Maclure, a brilliant deduction.

And how did she get on your track?

That's what I'd like to know.

Of course, she might have seen Charlie somewhere,

recognized him, followed him...

Maclure, I'm talking to you!

This Roberts girl is dangerous.

We must think of some way to deal with her.

Or rather, I must think of some way.

Anna, bring me the telephone.

We must discredit her, exactly, that must be our plan.

- PADDY: But how? - There are ways, Maclure.

I must have a word with our esteemed associate.

He is a man of initiative.

(EVOCATIVE MUSIC)

- Judy. - Yes?

I suppose you're not likely to be off duty tonight, are you?

I think it could be arranged, yes.

Good.

Then I don't suppose you feel like going to a theatre or something?

Oh, Dan Barke, for a policeman, you are a very bad supposer.

Where would you like me to meet you?

- Right here, six o'clock? - All right.

Well, I have to go.

- Judy. - What?

- I just want to say, thanks. - What for?

I don't know, it just that I... Well, see you tonight.

(ROMANTIC MUSIC)

(BLOWS)

You won't find anything in them.

Reminds me of home.

What's going on in here?

Sorry, Skipper's orders. We're going through the whole ship.

The customs men did that last night.

The old man figures those old guys don't know half the hiding places.

You don't have to wreck the place.

Don't worry, we're going to put it all back before we leave.

How's it going, Adams?

All through, except the dressing table.

I'll take care of that. You start tidying up.

Yes, sir.

I'll tell you what, if you find anything valuable in there

I'll split it with you, 50/50.

That's face powder.

If you'd like to use some, I have a puff right here in my handbag.

Sorry, Captain's orders.

Mm, not bad. (LAUGHS)

Watch out, that's $2.98... (MUSIC STRIKE)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Stay here, Adams; Miss Roberts and I are going to see the captain.

ADAMS: Aye aye, sir.

JUDY: I never saw those diamonds before.

I don't know how they got in the box.

You do believe me, don't you?

I'd like to, Judy.

You seem a decent sort of kid.

How'd you ever get mixed up in a racket like this?

- I'm trying to tell you... - "The jewels were planted."

- We've been through that before. - That's because it's the truth.

All right, then, who planted them and why?

I wish I knew.

Oh, it's not good enough, Judy.

The first time, you got the benefit of the doubt;

you can't be lucky twice.

But Captain Watford, please.

I know it must look just awful to you,

but you've got to at least give me a chance...

Sorry, it's out of my hands now.

Escort Miss Roberts to her cabin;

for anything she wants to take, I'll join you at the gangway.

(DOOR)

- Well, Mac, any news? - Yes.

Just after you left, Maclure closed up shop.

I tailed him to a large block of flats in Bayswater.

DAN: Yes?

He went to see a man called John Hendrick.

Hendrick? Wasn't he mixed up in some currency racket

- a couple of years ago? - That's it.

And if I remember rightly, he got away with it.

Insufficient evidence.

So, Maclure went to see him, eh?

I think we're onto something. Yard, police records office.

Even if he wasn't convicted, there must be a file on him somewhere.

Why not be frank with us, Miss Roberts?

It'll be a lot easier for you in the long run.

But I am being frank with you.

I don't know anything more about any of it.

Where did you get the diamonds? How many were there in all?

I don't know!

Who was your contact ashore?

How much did you get paid for the job?

- Well, Miss Roberts? - I...

I can't tell you anything more about any of it than already have.

Very well.

I don't want to do this, but you leave no choice.

Get me the Thames division police, please.

No, I know they were acquitted, but Hendrick and who else?

Good, do you know the addresses?

Uhhuh, just a minute.

Right.

And what's the other?

All right.

Yes, I know the place, thank you very much indeed, bye bye.

- Mac, we've struck oil. - Yes?

Yes, a real gusher.

There were two others charged with Hendrick,

and their names, hold onto your hat,

Albert Fisher and Charles Williamson.

- The last two names on our list. - Exactly!

That's what I call a break.

Come on, let's collect Judy.

If she can identify one of those characters, we're home.

MAC: Well, have you got the addresses?

Here. Wait a minute...

Let's put a half-hitch on Mr. Hendrick first.

Give me the Yard please, extension 604.

(INTERCOM BUZZING)

Hello?

- Yes, hold on a minute. - Lewis?

Barker here, Thames division.

Look, I want you to put a special call out to Mr. Hendrick,

6 Baltimore Court, Bayswater.

That's right, hold him for questioning, bye.

For you.

Hello, yes?

What? Good grief!

I'll go down there myself right away.

MAC: What's happened?

Judy, she's been arrested again, come on.

The whole thing's ridiculous.

If ever I saw a frame up, this is it.

Inspector, take it easy.

The diamonds were found in Miss Roberts cabin, all right.

Hasn't it occurred to you that someone

might have put them there to incriminate her?

I'm interested in facts, not excuses and alibis.

Look, Blake, we know that the diamond smuggling

is connected with Gordon's murder.

Miss Roberts is the only one who can identify anyone else in the racket.

Obviously whoever it is we're after realizes that too,

so he plants the diamonds to incriminate her.

- That's a possibility, I dare say. - Possibility be damned.

You wanted facts, I'm giving them to you.

What you don't seem to realize

that it's only with Miss Roberts' help

that we can find the man who killed Gordon.

And will take a long way towards clearing up the smuggling ring.

How is that?

Because she's met the man on this shore end,

and she's the only one who has.

Listen Blake, I'll do a deal with you:

let me have Judy now,

and we'll have the whole thing cleared up within 24 hours.

- And if you don't? - You can have her back.

I don't want her back, I'm handing her into your custody.

Good enough, no further action for 24 hours?

- All right, I'll play along. - Thanks.

All right, Judy, we have a lot to do.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Golly, I was glad to see you.

I seem to have a genius for getting myself arrested.

Blake must be out of his mind.

You can't really blame him.

I guess it does look pretty bad.

What are we going to do now?

We're going to see a gentleman called Bert Fisher.

What's his address, Mac?

11 Tower Bridge Buildings, Bermondsey.

You wait here, Mac. Come on, Judy.

(CALLER) Shilling a pound, Victoria plums.

Shilling a pound, Victoria plums.

Bought with your pears.

(KNOCK)

(SOUND OF PAPER)

- Yes, miss? - Hm?

Oh, um...

Some plums.

Joe Benson, huh?

Him and me used to see a lot of each other in the old days.

When was the last time you met?

It's hard to say offhand.

- Maybe three, four years ago? - As long ago as that?

Maybe even longer.

He must've gone back to the States, I think.

There's nothing else you can tell me at all?

- Sorry, chum. - Hm.

No, it's not important, just a routine inquiry, thank you.

Always glad to help. So long.

Thank you.

(CALLER) Pears all right and bananas!

Half a shilling grapefruit!

Best grapefruit on the market, four for shilling!

- No luck, eh? - I've never seen him before.

We better be lucky with Charlie Williamson.

- What's his address, Mac? - 27 Goodwill Road, Poplar.

(CAR STARTING)

I tell you, they're onto us, Charlie.

She didn't come here by accident.

She's been snooping around Maclure's place as well.

I don't care what you do, but I'm going to hop it.

(WHISPERING) Bert? Bert!

- Would you like a plum? - No, thanks.

- Mac? - Thank you.

(SHE SIGHS)

Dan, what happens if it doesn't come off this time?

I hate to think about that.

There'll be no end to the explanations.

What are you up to?

What's the matter, Charlie?

Tell me what's happened.

I've got to get away, I'm no good to you.

What have you done?

I tried to make an extra pound for you, for us.

I met this bloke and I'm in deep.

What bloke? That American who came here the other night?

He's been murdered.

- Charlie, you... - I'm mixed up in it.

What're you going to do?

I've got to get away till it blows over.

No, Charlie.

Whatever happened, there's always a way out.

I'll stick by you, you know that.

I won't be long, I don't want you mixed up in this.

I am mixed up in it.

Face it out, Charlie, running away won't help.

It won't!

(CAR HONKING)

Cover the back entrance in case he tries to give us the slip.

- Okay. - Right.

We ain't done yet, Charlie.

You didn't have nothing to do with that murder.

- We'll face them out. - I can't take that risk.

NELL: There's no risk if you didn't do it.

I'm mixed up in it, I tell you, they're after me!

But they're not going to get me.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- You answer it. - All right.

Don't worry, if it's them, I'll stand by you.

Good morning, does Charlie Williamson live here?

He does, who wants him?

- He's done nothing. - Is he in?

- I've told you, he's done... - Mrs. Williamson...

You are his wife, are you?

I don't want any trouble, I merely want to talk with him.

Now, is he in?

He's upstairs.

Thanks.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

I told you he was here.

- You can get into trouble. - Don't talk to me about trouble.

Find him, go on, you're the police, find him!

Sorry.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Judy!

(TENSE MUSIC)

Might've come this way, let's try the High Street.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

- Not a sign of her. - I don't like it, Mac.

Think she's gone after Williamson.

Goodness knows what dive he's heading for.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

We'll never find either of them cruising around like this.

Better put out a general call with both their descriptions

when we'll get back to the station.

Okay.

(WOLF WHISTLES)

(SHIP HORN)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(BELL RINGING)

(MACHINE WORKING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

A man carrying a bag just came on-board;

did you see where he went?

Said he had an appointment with the captain.

- Captain Watford? - Sure.

- Are you sure? - Sure I'm sure.

Oh, okay, thanks.

- I tell you, they're onto me. - (WHISPERING) Quiet.

You want the whole ship to hear?

You've got to get me out of here.

"Got to," Charlie?

- Suppose they was to nab me? - That'd be too bad, for you.

Not only for me, I've got a tongue, I can talk.

That's what Gordon said, the night he came back here

after he saw them pick up the girl.

People who threaten to talk annoy me.

Don't you ever forget that!

So it was you that done Al.

I merely took the necessary precautions to protect myself.

I'm not squeaker Captain, I won't talk.

Just want a place on-board where I can stow away.

Tell me exactly what Bert said to you over the phone.

Sure, honey, sure, I know, but I just couldn't make it.

I asked the old man for extra leave and he said no.

So what could I do?

Eddie, please hurry, this is urgent.

I won't be long.

Oh, honey bunch, how can you say a thing like that?

Listen, babe...

Now listen, don't hang up on me, please.

You were a fool to come here.

If she'd seen you and followed you, we'd both be sunk.

Are you quite sure she wasn't with that cop?

- I never saw her. - Did you think to look?

Well, no, I...

No, I...

You bet you didn't.

Wait here!

So how's about us getting together, huh?

Same time, same place?

Sure, I promise, I'll be there.

Okay, honey, sure. Look, I got to go now.

Goodbye now.

Sorry, kid.

Honest, these dames, they never stop talking.

Mmhm.

(DIALLING)

Have you seen Miss Roberts?

Yes. She came right after the guy that came to see you.

- Still here? - Yes, sir.

Thanks.

Inspector Barker, please.

Operator, hurry please, this is terribly important.

JUDY: Yes, yes, Inspector Barker, quickly please.

Dan, this is Judy, listen to me very carefully...

(PHONE CLICK)

Hello?

(CLICKS)

It's Judy, something happened to her.

Operator, trace that call, immediately.

You... Ow! (THUD)

- Hey, what's going on? - She didn't follow you, huh?

- I never saw her. - You wouldn't.

(PHONE RINGS) Hello, yes?

I see, thanks.

That call came from the Mohawk Prince.

MAC: What?

Grab a couple of patrol boats and as many men as you can.

MAC: Right.

You're not going to get away with one bit of this.

Judy, please give me credit. You're the one who's in trouble.

What're you going to do, the cops will be after her.

Sure they will and they shall have my closest cooperation.

Give me the police, please, urgent.

- Police? - Sit down and be quiet.

Hello, police?

This is Captain Watford of the Mohawk Prince speaking.

I wish to report a murder.

The victim in question is a young lady.

My radio operator, Miss Judy Roberts.

And I have in custody the man who did it.

Yeah, right here in my cabin.

Yes, I'll hold him until you get here.

It's simple, but ingenious.

Now, I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you, Judy,

and in such a way that you, will be nailed for the crime.

You're insane, they'll never believe you.

Are you kidding, my word against that of this ragamuffin?

Beat it, miss! (GUNSHOT)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(BOAT ENGINES)

Adams, stop her!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(WATER SPLASHING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

All right, men, I'll get her, you go alongside.

(TENSE MUSIC)

- What happened to you? - It's Watford.

He killed Al Gordon and I heard him admit it.

All right, sergeant, pull into the Mohawk Prince.

(TENSE MUSIC)

- You look after Miss Roberts. - Yes, sir.

There he goes!

(TENSE MUSIC)

All right, all right, what do you think you're doing?

Hey, look out. Dan, Dan!

Hold him!

(PUNCHES - BLOW)

(BOAT STARTING)

Come on, the other boat!

(TENSE MUSIC)

Hold it, fellows, you'll make extra weight.

Let her go, sergeant.

(POLICE SIREN)

(BOAT ENGINE)

- He's gaining slowly. - It's our extra weight, sir.

Call them, Mac, get them ready to assault.

DAN: Tell them there's a girl aboard.

Thames Three calling M2GW.

(TENSE MUSIC)

They're on the way, we should meet up with them in a minute.

Good.

(POLICE SIREN)

He's turning away, head him into the bank!

We'll never catch him now.

Can't you get any more speed out of this?

(TENSE MUSIC)

It's Judy.

(TENSE MUSIC)

She's starting to rake it on the pier.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(GUNSHOT)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Get back in the boat!

Don't come any further, copper, I'm warning you!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(BROKEN GLASS)

(GUNSHOT - TENSE MUSIC)

Dan!

(EVOCATIVE MUSIC)

Darling, are you all right?

- What was that? - I said are you all right?

- What did you call me? - I called you "darling".

You did?

(CHUCKLING) You should just see your face.

Well, your no magazine cover yourself.

(LAUGHS)

(RESOLVING MUSIC)

(CLOSING MUSIC)