All language subtitles for bangkok_hilton_1989_s01e01-e03 (1)

Everything just waiting for the monsoon.

Downriver in Bangkok Harbour stands a
freighter.

Getting ready to ship a cargo you can't
load at any port.

That cargo is a man.

A man with a lot of past.

And right now, very little future.

Let me introduce myself.

Worthington's my name. Or Stanton, or
Green.

Take your pick, I've used them all.

Twenty years in exile here.

It's a long time.

You can't help it when memories come
crowding in.

Fragments half -remembered. Long lost
things.

Broken dreams.

They take me back.

Back into a past I tried so hard to
bury.

Back to a time when I was Captain Harold
Stanton, son of General Angus Stanton,

the Lion of Dunkirk.

I was 20 years old when war broke out.

Nothing I'd ever learnt on the playing
fields of Eden could have prepared me

what I found.

Three years as a prisoner of the
Japanese.

But I can't tell you what happened in
that camp. Not yet.

It's enough to say that honour and
courage were in short supply.

But that was war, a part of it anyway.

My father led his men to glory.

I found fear and disgrace.

When it was over, I went home to England
to a court -martial. The court finds

you, Captain Harold Stanton, guilty and
sentences you to be cashiered.

Mark out the accused.

There was nothing left in England, not
for me anyway.

Couldn't wait to leave the place.

I suppose you'd call it running away.

Running away.

Except, of course, you take yourself
with you, don't you? Like a shadow.

Only the scenery changes.

Egypt first, then Rhodesia, Aden for a
while.

Suddenly I find myself middle -aged in
Australia, working for some big,

anonymous law firm.

It suited me fine.

It was one of those places where you
charged like a lawyer and worked like a

clerk.

Another country, another identity.

I just read Our Man in Havana, but the
name Graham Green seemed common enough.

Graham, can I see you a minute?

I've got a few clients I'd like to meet.

I

didn't

realize, of course, that the people I
was about to meet...

We're going to change things forever.

Graham, I'd like you to meet Sir Richard
and Lady Faulkner and their daughter,

Miss Catherine Faulkner.

Mr. Graham Green.

Our Graham Green, of course, not anyone
else's.

It was a joke he told whenever he got
the chance.

He didn't find it half as funny as I
did. Not with a title search.

He read law at Cambridge.

You must excuse me.

Well, now, Sir Richard, how can I help?

We own a property, a very large
property.

You may have heard of it, Guardbridge.

Guardbridge, oh, yes.

Anyway, in recent times, we've managed
to acquire four of the adjoining

properties.

There is, however, a fifth property.

Are you following me, Mr Green?

Oh, yes, yes, indeed.

For many years, we've been under the
impression that it was owned by a

consortium.

Now we have reason to believe that there
may have been some change, so what we'd

like you to do is...

Make a thorough investigation and find
out exactly what the situation is so

we can make one up. I see.

Yes.

What is it?

Nothing.

Who can explain it? Who can tell you
why?

Who gives you reason?

Wise men never run.

Two hearts.

Pass.

Three hearts.

Pass. Four hearts. Pass.

Pass.

Pass. Father, you're the dummy again.

Father normally has to play the dummy.

Hard to find a good dummy.

We're lucky, Richard. He's very good at
it. We can see that.

Oh, dear.

My father always had the lights dark to
ten.

When we put the power on, we saw no
reason to change.

You probably find our ways a little
strange.

Oh, not at all.

But that's one of the things I can't
abide about the world today.

Change for the sake of change. Anything
of value just thrown away.

Mother. Be quiet, Catherine. You've
asked Mr. Green here to meet us. There's

point in wasting his time.

We're very lucky, though. We have
Guardbridge.

In a way, it's a world unto itself.

An older world, Mr. Green.

A better world.

Good night.

Good night, Father.

Good night.

Night, Catherine.

I'll show Mr. Green to his room.

It's all right, Mrs. Cameron.

I can do it.

Come on, I want to show you something.

We've only got a minute. The lights go
out at quarter past.

All right.

Open it.

That's cheating. It's not Christmas.

Go on, quickly.

No, I'll open it tomorrow.

I'm warning you. Don't go up there in
public.

You're just teasing.

All right.

If you say so.

You're not, are you?

It's French silk.

And I have no idea if it fits.

Have a good break?

Yes. Yes, I did.

It was really very... When did this
come?

Yesterday. Oh.

Mr. Green, Mr. McNair wants to see you.

One of the girls recognized your
photograph.

Graham Gray.

That was cheeky.

I suppose you got quite a laugh out of
my little jokes.

Sorry I lied.

The law degree from Cambridge?

That was a lie, too, I suppose.

Well, the piece of paper I presented to
you in Grey and Green's name, yes, that

was a lie, but, um, not my
qualifications.

I am, in fact, a lawyer.

Well, the more reason why I can't
condone it.

It shouldn't mean any harm.

I'm not trying to defraud anyone.

I'm just sick of it, that's all.

Understand?

I didn't expect any sympathy from
England.

You know, my own father never, ever
forgave me.

No, no.

So it's that.

Well, come back tonight if you don't
mind. I'll back the rest of it up

All private.

Well, thank you.

You seem to me to be a very decent man.

Good luck.

Oh, Mr. Green, telephone.

Mr. Green.

Guardbridge.

Can I speak to Miss Faulkner, please?

Who shall I say is calling?

Graham Green.

Good morning, sir.

Hold the line. I'll put you through.

A phone call, madam. Mr. McNair.

Hello? Darling, it's me.

Mrs. Caffrey's mother, Mr. Stanton.

Lady Forkland. We're very sorry to read
about your father.

Sorry and surprised.

Obviously, I missed explaining. That's
why I'm calling.

I'm afraid not. She's asked me to
request that you don't call again.

Well, I just want the opportunity,
surely.

Mr. Stanton, Catherine has packed up all
your gifts.

She'll return them by tomorrow's post.

But that won't be necessary.

Let me talk to her, please.

I'm sorry, Mr. Stanton. She's made it
quite clear.

She says she's been deceived.

She doesn't wish to speak to you again.
Not today, not ever.

Lady Faulkner, I need your help. Me?
Goodbye, Mr. Stanton.

What did Mr. McNair want?

To apologize. He was very embarrassed
about employing him. He said he had no

idea. So what's happened?

The man's gone, of course.

Gone?

Where? Why should we care? He's gone.
That's all that matters.

I do, Mother. I care.

Heavens, Catherine, the man's a fraud.
He's probably on a plane already.

No.

I think he would have called.

Not if he had any shame, he wouldn't.

Read it again if you don't believe me.

He sacrificed his own men. He was court
-martialed. No wonder he had to lie

about his name.

Who knows what else he has to hide. Read
it!

Oh, yes.

I know.

He had the manners and he had the
accent.

But that was window dressing, wasn't it?

Say what you like.

I know.

He cared about me.

Cared about you?

Just ask yourself this, Catherine.

Why should a man like that care about
you?

Do you call a few flowers and a couple
of presents caring?

I don't.

I'd call it an investment, and this
would have been the dividend.

Garbage. It wasn't like that. Of course
it wasn't.

Don't you see?

That's the very heart of the deception.

The girl should never suspect, not even
for a moment.

Of course, I must take part of the
blame, but I did try to warn you. Yes,

you warned me.

Every time anyone showed the slightest
interest in me, you warned me. All I've

ever done is try to protect you.

If you had listened to me, you wouldn't
have made such a fool of yourself.

People are laughing at you, Catherine.
All our friends, they're laughing at

There's only one thing to do, isn't
there?

We'll put it behind us, won't we?

Say it, Catherine.

Won't we?

I want you to put together everything he
ever gave you.

I want the flowers you pressed,

the cards he sent you, the Christmas
present, that sketch.

You understand?

And Catherine, I won't mention this
again, but I also want

the other gift.

Don't look at me like that, child.

The gift Mrs. Cameron saw him give you.

Fuck!

Good morning, Mrs Stanton.

I'm afraid Miss Faulkner is not at home.

Please come in.

Catherine!

Miss Faulkner asked me to send you this.

As you hear, it'll save you the postage.

Where is she? I'm sorry, Mr. Stanton. I
must ask you to leave.

Now.

Good afternoon, how are you?

I was hoping you could help me.

Certainly.

I need to contact Mr. Green.

Mr.

Stanton, whatever. I thought you might
have an address, somewhere to send his

mail, perhaps?

Well, just hold on a minute.

Yes, I see. Thank you.

My pleasure.

It's ironic, isn't it, Doctor?

I was brought here to forget.

Now you told me that I'm going to be
reminded of it for the rest of my life.

What about the father?

Could you marry him?

Possibly.

If I could find him.

We were very happy.

You walked out on me, Doctor. I haven't
heard a word.

He might as well be dead.

Come to that.

So might I.

I'm worried about him.

She is very depressed.

Is that surprising?

I should have thought it was a natural
consequence of shame.

What I'm saying is, if no one wants this
child, I could arrange for it to be

dealt with.

She's offended against God once, I won't
have it done twice.

Do you think that's fair?

Of course I do.

Let her have the child, and every day I
can stand as a testament to her

foolishness.

What do you

think

of this little fella?

You want a penny?

Daddy?

My daddy.

Beg your pardon, child.

Please may I ask a question?

That's better.

Where's my daddy?

I'm not really sure.

Perhaps you'd better ask your mother.

Your father's dead, Katrina.

He died before you were born.

Is he coming back?

Shouldn't think so.

No, he isn't.

Who put this into your head?

What was he called?

Graham. Hurl, I think.

It was Graham.

Grandma's just making a joke.

Yes, I'm just making a joke.

It's not a very funny joke.

Looking great. Thank you.

Your mother has asked for you.

She's in the sitting room.

I'd like to introduce my daughter,
Katrina.

This is Mr. McNair.

Katrina?

Hello.

Sit down, dear.

Perhaps Mr. McNair would like some more
tea.

Oh, please.

Thank you.

What have you been doing up there?

Working. What sort of work do you do?

I build things.

Twenty years old, and what do you think
she builds?

I build dolls' houses.

Look at Mr. McNair when you speak to
him.

Not just houses, though. A mansion
complete with little people.

Mother and father, brothers and sisters.

A proper family.

I'd like to see one.

No, Mother's right.

It's silly.

It's just a hobby.

Well, not everyone thinks so.

Queen Mary collected them. Beautiful
things. There's one on display at

Castle, I believe.

Historians say it's the priceless record
of the period. Now, who would have

thought that? A doll's house.

Still, that's often the way, isn't it?

The most underrated things turn out to
be the most valuable.

I don't know what historians would make
of these.

There's even one of Guardbridge.

Except it doesn't have any windows.

What sort of house doesn't have windows?

Oh, I don't know.

You like reading?

Answer, Mr.

McNair.

Yes. What sort of things?

Different things.

History, novels.

Tell Mr.

McNair what you like most.

Romance, says Mr. McNair. My mother
means romance.

Wilson Boone, that sort of thing.

She suffers from asthma.

I'm afraid few people realise how
debilitating it can be, not just

You must forgive her.

It's very difficult for her.

They've come round to thinking that
asthma's a nervous thing.

Is that what they've told you?

I don't have much faith in doctors. I
never have.

She was always sickly, even as a child.

That's why I kept her here. This has
been her school, her home, her whole

She knows almost nothing of life outside
of here.

Don't underestimate her.

I think you'd be surprised how fast she
could adapt.

God willing, she won't have to.

There's no reason for her to ever leave
Guardbridge.

We're still a wealthy family.

Yeah, but is that the life you want for
her?

Of course.

It's a better life, a safer one.

In the end, a much.

I'm sorry, I can't agree.

You don't have to.

I'm her mother. Her welfare is my
concern.

And I'm just a lawyer.

Oh, no, of course not, Mr. McNair.
You're the family lawyer.

That's why I've asked you here.

I need to appoint a guardian.

A trustee. Someone to...

Administer her affairs.

Surely you'd do that.

Yes.

But I'm talking about the future.

There's no harm in planning. That's the
advice we lawyers always give.

I also need to make a will.

I'm sorry, is it... Cancer, yes.

Does she know?

No, no.

Nor should she, not yet.

You're going to have to tell her. I
know.

But you probably realize my daughter and
I, we don't share an easy confidence.

No.

There's one other thing.

I've always done my best to protect her.
She believes that her father, my

husband, to her, she believes that he
died. I don't see any reason to

disillusion her.

Of course.

Mr. McNair would like to change for
dinner.

Show him to his room, please.

No, I'll stay.

That's my great -grandfather's room.

Sir Richard Faulkner's.

Alice Faulkner.

Grandmother's.

All of them left exactly as they were.

A sort of tradition.

That's right.

That's why the rich have such big
houses, Mr. McNair.

To so many generations, you need
something the size of Buckingham Palace

accommodate the memories.

Yes, of course. Otherwise, they're just
goodbye with a bungler.

And this one?

That's mine.

Ah.

Home of the doll's house.

Yes. As I said, I like to see it.

You don't have to be polite, Mr. McNair.
Not now.

You misunderstand me. I meant it.

You made this?

Yes.

The furniture?

Yes.

That's remarkable.

Absolutely remarkable.

You're a very talented young woman.

What do you make of my garbage, Mr.
McNair?

Well, it certainly is an interesting
work.

You mean peculiar?

A little bit odd?

I think you've got the makings of an
artist.

You're being polite again.

Ah, paint too.

Just a bit.

Grandmother always said I inherited it
from my father.

And I think she approved.

Cigarette?

My mother doesn't allow it.

You always do what your mother says?

Mostly.

Aren't children supposed to?

Oh, good point.

Why are you here, Mr. McNair?

Family matters.

Your mother thought it was time to put
some things in order, that's all.

People think I'm stupid, Mr. McNair.

Just because I'm awkward and I get
nervous.

And there are a lot of things I don't
know, but I do know one thing.

People don't always say what they mean.

What about you, Mr. McNair?

Why are you really here?

Well, you put me in a difficult
position.

Your mother's asked me to keep her
confidence, yet I don't want to lie to

She's dying, isn't she?

That's why you're here.

What makes you think that?

She makes some excuse.

She goes to Sydney.

She sees a doctor, not just any doctor.

A specialist.

I know this because I found the card.

And then you show up.

I know my mother, Mr. McNair.

Is that what's happening?

Yes, your mother's dying.

She has cancer.

as much as it has pleased almighty God
of his great mercy to take unto himself

the soul of our dear sister here
departed.

We therefore commit her body to the
ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to
dust.

Cameron? Mrs. Cameron?

Yes, ma 'am.

I was looking for a picture of my
father.

I beg your pardon, miss.

A picture of my father?

We don't have any, not here.

When your father died, your mother
removed them all because she couldn't...

I know that.

That's part of guard bridge history, the
authorised version.

What about the unauthorised version, the
truth?

Who was Graham Greene?

He's an author, isn't he, miss?

Of course.

That's stupid of me.

Famous author comes to Garbridge, gives
my mother silk lingerie, and nobody

thinks any the more of it.

Who was Graham Greene, Mrs. Cameron?

You know, don't you?

I only know what your mother told me.

And what was that?

That she loved your father, and she lost
him. But he never died.

He did.

For her.

I couldn't cry at the funeral. It wasn't
in me.

But I cried when I read that.

Such a waste.

One day she's in love and then nothing.

She never writes another word. It's
almost as if she died back then.

So who was he, Mr. McNair?

Who was Graham Green?

Well, as it says, he worked here.

According to the gossip, he courted your
mother.

And then?

Oh, there's a scandal.

Something about the war. He did be a
good marshal, don't you think?

Anyway, it was less than he appeared. A
bit of a con man, I suppose.

I'd let him go.

That was that.

Nobody heard any more.

At least not your mother.

Was he my father?

In a court, probably not.

In this room?

Who else was there?

So that's it.

Katrina. Green?

Well, not exactly. Green wasn't his real
name.

What do you mean?

What was it?

I don't remember.

His father was a knight or a soldier or
something.

Hold on.

Yes, it's Howell. Oh, Miss Howell, I
want you to go down to archives.

Yes. You're looking for the employment
records of about 20 years ago.

The one I want is Green.

Mr. Graham Green.

Like the author?

That's right, Miss Howell, just like the
author.

Suppose you find him. I take it as your
plan.

What then?

I don't know.

I don't mean to be unkind, but he may
not enjoy being found. He could look at

you and say, so what?

Yes, I know. He could.

Assuming, of course, he's still alive.

That could occur to me too, but what
else can I do?

At the moment, I...

I'm sort of lost.

I think I told you this once before.

You're a very talented young woman.

Thanks. Is that the one, Mr. McNair?
Yes, that's it.

Nothing.

Hal Stanton. His father was a general.
The Lion of Dunkirk.

Hmm.

Ah, Stanton. Three sons, Edward the
Thief, James and Harold.

Oh, for sure.

80 Essex Square, Belgravia.

Oh, there it is.

Or the family, at least.

I'm sure they can tell you if he's still
alive, maybe even where he is.

That's if you're sure you really want to
know.

What would you do?

Well, if I was young again, and I had no
hold of my life ahead of me, and I was

quite wealthy, I'd go to London
tomorrow.

And if it didn't work out, I wouldn't
give a damn.

I'd go to the Victoria and Albert Museum
and I'd open the doll's houses.

Thank you.

Good morning.

Stanton residence.

Mr. James Stanton, please.

Who shall I say is calling?

He doesn't know me. My name is Katrina.

I'm his niece.

I'm sorry. You have a wrong number.

Mr. Stanton does not have a niece.

Mr. James Stanton had the brother,
Harold Stanton?

Yes.

Harold Stanton is my father.

Hold the line, madam.

Good morning.

Miss Stanton, is it?

Yes. I think perhaps we should meet.

You have the address?

Yes, I do.

Shall we say at four, then? At four.

Everything seems to indicate he's my
father. It looks that way, doesn't it?

You say they're never married?

No. Seems nobody much marries anymore.

I have a daughter of my own. She lives
with a chap. I don't like it, but what

can you do?

Nothing, I suppose.

So where?

Where is he, Mr Stanton?

We grew up together, Helen and I, in
this house.

He was my older brother.

I loved him dearly.

But if he were to knock on that door
now, I'd turn him away without a

pause. That's not idle talk.

Many years ago, I did just that.

I don't know what happened then, but as
you say, it was many years ago.

Some things never fade.

He broke the old man's heart.

Our father was a soldier.

But more than that, he believed the rank
brought with it not only privilege, but

responsibility.

In his eyes, hell.

Was a coward.

And in yours?

In mine?

Long ago, he ceased to be a member of
this family.

That is why I could turn him away as you
would a stranger.

I don't understand all that. All I know
is I want to meet him.

Which one is he?

Which one's my father?

He's gone, young lady.

Hal Stanton no longer exists.

No one by that name ever lived in this
house.

I've come all this way and you're not
going to tell me where he is?

If you'll excuse me, there's nothing to
be gained by this.

I'll have Fleming show you out.

You've been with the family a long time.

Yes.

You knew my father?

I knew Mr Howe.

I came to see Mr Stanton because I
needed some help.

I know what you want, miss.

Where is he, Mr Fleming?

I don't know.

And if I did, I couldn't tell you.

This house has been my home.

I understand, but I do think I have some
right to know. Whatever you may think,

miss, no one will thank you for dragging
this up. Not me, not Mr James.

At least of all the men you claim as
your father.

I didn't come here to drag anything up.

I came here because it's the only place
I could start, that's all.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think he
told you it's none of your business,

didn't he?

Yes.

So, there's an end of it.

I'll leave you my address in Australia.

You never know, something might turn up.

Or better still, Somebody might change
their mind.

When do you leave, miss?

As soon as possible.

I've only got one more thing I have to
do.

What is that?

The adult's house.

Good afternoon. How can I help? I'd like
to change my booking, please.

To when?

Tomorrow, if possible.

More to Easter, I'm afraid. The flights
are all full.

The next time I can do is the 29th of
March.

Eight days?

Okay.

I've changed your booking to the 29th
and waitlisted you for anything earlier.

Please keep checking. You might be
lucky.

I think maybe she is.

I'm cancelling London to Sydney. Two
days' time.

I couldn't help overhearing. I hope you
don't mind.

Their own economy.

It's okay.

No, I don't mind.

I wonder if between us we can help this
young lady.

We don't usually operate that way. But
there is a system, and the cancellations

usually go to people on the top of the
list.

Systems. The trouble with systems is
they're so unyielding. I bet this one

doesn't even know it's Easter.

Come on, Gail.

Make her holiday.

If you promise not to tell her soul,
it's my job.

I'm Arky. Arky Regan.

Katrina Stanton.

Katrina?

Nice.

Where are you staying?

The Haygate.

I know it. I had a drink there once.
Still paying it off.

Can I walk you?

You don't have to do this.

You've done enough.

No trouble. I'd like to, really.

You seem very quiet.

Just me, I think.

Nothing wrong.

No.

I'm just not very good at this, though.

I'm not used to it.

It's okay.

Excuse me.

I get asthma.

I'm sorry.

It's embarrassing.

No, don't say that.

And don't even think it.

I know it's hard. I know it's
frightening.

But you mustn't let guilt come into it.
You don't have to get embarrassed for my

sake. Look, see that?

Needle marks.

Diabetes. Twice a day.

I'm damned if I'm going to let it
embarrass me.

So let's have no more excuses, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

So how long you been here?

Two days.

You're leaving already?

Must really like it.

How about you?

Oh, I live here now.

I came on a job about five years ago.
I'm a news photographer.

I usually travel the world taking those
pictures that manage to spoil your

breakfast.

Anyway, I liked it here. It's a lot more
civilized than New York.

Who do you work for?

That's bitter.

Freelance.

So why were you going to Australia?

Kakadu, the Kimberleys, the Rock.

And then Jane, the girl I was going
with, broke her leg.

I don't know anyone in Australia.

Don't want to spend four weeks alone.

So at least here we can limp around
together.

You must look aside.

So, how did you hurt your leg?

Car accident or what?

Oh, Jane's was.

She did hers in Hammersmith.

I got mine in Afghanistan.

Thank you.

As I said, no trouble.

No, not just for the ticket.

For the walk.

And for talking sense.

About this.

Look, if you ever do make it to
Australia, I live a long way out, but

it's a big house.

Thanks. Goodbye.

Yeah.

Hello? Hi, it's me.

Where are you?

I'm in a phone box around the corner on
Fleet.

Listen, I was just wondering if maybe
you'd like to go for a drink.

A drink?

Yeah, you know, a drink.

Okay, sure.

That'd be nice.

Great. Downstairs?

Yeah, I'll see you in a minute.

Okay.

Bye.

What brought you to London?

Family things.

I was looking for a relative.

No luck, huh?

No. Not really.

I don't think he wanted to be found.

Well, are you sure he looked hard
enough?

I don't think anyone just disappeared.

Was it a close relative?

I never knew him.

What did you know about him that was
certain?

His name?

I know what it was.

I'm not sure now.

Job?

He was a lawyer and a soldier.

Okay, which army?

British.

Then that's where you start.

Everybody leaves clues.

So, you want to try it? Want to give
this theory a shot?

I'd love to.

But are you sure you've got the time?

Yeah, I've got time.

First thing tomorrow morning.

Okay.

That'll stand.

Captain.

Born Ethics Square, commissioned April
12th, 1939.

Another pip in November.

Is this the one?

What else?

Court -martialed, August 14th, 1946.

This honourable discharge.

That's about it.

A couple of lines and a card.

Hardly does it justice, does it?

Does what justice?

It was a big thing back then.

They were in a Japanese prisoner of war
camp.

Eight chaps had spent a year planning an
escape.

The night they were going, he informed
on them.

The chaps beheaded the lot.

He must have wished the war would never
end.

What happened then, after the court
-martial?

Nothing here.

A lot of fellas wanted him shot, I
remember that.

But I suppose strings were pulled. You
know how it is. They always stick

together.

It was in all the newspapers.

August the 14th, 1946.

Who was he?

He was my father.

I guess he'll be a while then.

I'll call you later.

I've read all about it.

My father grew up in Bangkok and then he
went back there as a soldier.

He's living there now, isn't he?

That's a pretty long bow to draw.

I'm asking you a question, that's all.

Is he in Bangkok?

You've done the reading. You seem to
know everything.

Not everything.

I do know that he is not as guilty as
you believe. He never denied telling the

Japanese. I know what happened in the
court. I've studied the case. I know the

defense backwards. If the Japanese
hadn't been told, there would have been

reprisals. Dozens of his men might have
been killed. Exactly.

Everyone said so. No, not everyone.

Especially not the court.

They rejected that defense.

The rules of engagement make it clear.

A soldier's duty is to escape.

Eight men died trying to do their duty.

Thanks to him.

He is still your brother.

You can say anything you like. You can't
change that.

I've told you before.

Hal Stanton no longer exists.

Every time I mention his name, you get
upset.

Why, Mr. Stanton, just tell me that.

Why?

Hello? Miss Stanton, will you take a
call from reception?

All right.

James Stanton.

I'm downstairs in the foyer.

Would it be possible to have a word with
you, Miss Stanton?

Yes.

Please come up.

Come in.

Thank you.

This won't take a minute.

Miss Stanton.

Katrina, I've just come to tell you that
you were right.

M. Bangkok is a firm of solicitors.

The family have dealt with them for
years, ever since grandfather was

there.

Every month, they forward an allowance
to my brother.

Exactly where he is, I have no idea. He
may not even be in Thailand.

But they are the people who can contact
him.

If he wants to see you, well, that's up
to him.

I can't do much more than that.

Thank you.

There's just one more thing.

If you should ever see him, would you
tell him?

Tell him that his brother says hello.

You were right. I do think of him often.

Just tell him that, will you?

Oh, are you leaving us already?

No, I'm just trying on a few things.

I'm being taken out for dinner tonight.

Oh, you've met a young chap.

Hmm. Well, good for you.

I don't know all that much about
clothes.

Oh, my daughter knows about that.

I'll get her to call you.

No, it's not important.

Nonsense. She's your cousin. I'm sure
she won't mind.

Her name is Farrah.

Well, at least to me.

Down in Bond Street, she's known as the
melder.

She was born to shop.

It's such a shame you're not going to be
here for the weekend.

I'd have loved you to come down to
Hampshire with all of us.

Clive's house is gorgeous.

Actually, he's gorgeous too. And Jeremy
and Tara are brilliant.

You'd love Jeremy. He's absolutely
obsessed about the outback.

He'd talk horses and sheep and cows with
you all afternoon.

A little coffee for me.

Well, tomorrow you leave.

Breakthrough, or will you stop in
Bangkok?

I'd like to, but they say that all the
flights from Bangkok to Sydney are full.

So, I guess I'll just go home.

Write to the lawyers from there.

Easter at the guard bridge?

That's very good, if you remember.

I won't forget.

You could stay, you know.

For a while, maybe.

I don't know.

Or I could go with you.

To Australia?

Yeah, I mean, I still want to see the
place. I still want to photograph it.

But... What would Jane say about that?

Jane's a friend of mine. We work
together sometimes.

She writes the articles, I take the
pictures.

Professional relationship.

The flights, though, they're all full.

To Australia and America, maybe.

But I bet we could get to India.

Then what?

Pick up a connecting flight from Bombay.

Could we do that?

Sure, it might take a couple of days,
but we could have Easter there.

You have to see Goa.

It's on the Arabian Sea, south of
Bombay.

I've never seen the falls of Iguazu, so
I can't say for sure, but Goa may just

be about the most beautiful place on
Earth.

It's where...

Portugal meets India.

All the world falls in love.

Aki? Yo.

It's open.

Hi. Hi. Ready?

Yep. Got everything? It checked?

I think so.

Uh, there's something I have to say to
you.

What? Please don't get upset.

No, just tell me.

Oh, God.

Happy birthday.

It's not my birthday. Merry Christmas.

What? Will you please just take a look
at this thing before I make a total,

complete, utter fool of myself?

Okay. Good.

You said you were interested in
photography, so I thought you might like

for the trip.

You shouldn't have spent these.

You know, I thought if you wanted, maybe
I could teach you. That was okay.

I mean,

I'd like to.

That would be fantastic.

Thank you.

If you want to get it all in, you're
going to have to use this. Hold it.

Wow.

You should be learning how to do this. I
know.

Happy?

Yep.

Mr. Rogers, welcome.

Almost. Regan, aren't you Regan?

Oh, yes, of course, Regan.

Forgive me.

Okay, what have you got for me, Miranel?

Oh, you're lucky. You've just one room
left.

Only one?

Damn, I needed two.

Do you want to try somewhere else? It's
the best.

Magnificent view of the beach.

It's beautiful.

That's fine, thanks. We'll take it from
here.

God,

I love it here.

Have you been here a lot?

Yeah, a few times.

Have you been here with other girls?

Sometimes.

Taylor?

Yeah. Good.

So what do you want to do?

I don't know.

What do you want to do?

Well, we could go down to the beach,
take our first swim together.

Yeah, we could do that.

Or we could go for a walk.

Sounds good.

Yeah, so maybe...

You go up to the old fort.

You know, it's only four miles uphill.

Ninety degrees.

I missed you.

You were fast asleep.

You should have woken me.

You'd have hated it. It's a hell of a
climb in the dark.

I'll take you up later if you like.

So how was it?

Well, good for me.

I like the dawn light, so I take shots
of sunrise wherever I go. One day I'll

publish it, dawn across the world.
That'll never work.

Gotcha.

Want to head back up to the hotel?

Hey, Kat?

Yeah? Do you mind if I throw in the new
lens in your case?

No, it's fine.

Okay, thanks.

You don't have water.

Sorry.

You want this left on or not?

Um, no, leave it in.

Okay.

What about via Bangkok? Can we go that
way?

I thought you said you were going to
write. Yeah, but Easter's almost over.

might get seats now.

Yes, Bumble to Bangkok is possible.

We don't want seats to Bangkok.

Why not if we can go that way? It's no
trouble, is it?

I hate Bangkok.

Look, it'll be the middle of summer.

Place has got the worst traffic in the
world, air pollution like you wouldn't

believe. You gotta ask my cat.

It is not designed for easy breathing.

It'll only be a day or two. I don't want
to take a risk.

Is this better?

Air India to Bangkok on Wednesday? Yes.

Then a Qantas flight the following day.
Oh, great!

Okay.

Can we book the baggage straight
through? We might as well avoid some of

hassle if we're only going to be there
for one day.

Sorry, change of airline.

It's for the lady. Madame?

Yes. Thank you.

Right. Three, two, three.

Good afternoon, Carlisle and Carlisle.

Hello, my name's Katrina Stanton. Could
I speak to Mr.

Carlisle, please?

Could you hold a moment, please?

Richard Carlisle?

Hello, um, I'm ringing about a client of
yours, Mr. Hal Stanton.

I'm not sure I can help you. What is it
you want?

And who exactly am I talking to?

My name's Katrina Stanton.

Hal Stanton is my father.

I'd rather not discuss this on the
phone. Do you have my address?

Yes, I do.

It should be three in an hour if you'd
like to come round there.

Okay. Goodbye.

My instructions are clear. They haven't
changed in 20 years.

I can't give out any information without
the express permission of my client.

Yes, I know. But you can tell me if he's
in Thailand.

No, I can't tell you anything. All I can
do is to let him know that you called

and want to see him. Beyond that, it's
up to him.

But I told you I'm only here for a day.

I can get a quick answer.

So we must be close.

Not necessarily.

Thank you.

Hello, Richard.

Hello, Bob. You haven't seen Bill
Worthington, have you?

Saw him last in the reading room.

Always reading, then, fellas.

Best read man I've ever known.

Hope you get it.

Better? Much, thank you. It's the heat,
you know.

No, it's the booze.

Yes, you're probably right.

This is important, isn't it? I can tell.

Charm's just dripping off you.

They stopped the money, have they?

No, the breweries are safe.

They will be, please.

I had a visit today from a girl in
Australia. She's quite attractive.

How nice for you.

You said she was your daughter.

Now what?

Using your name, I mean your real name.
Mother was... Faulkner, I think.

She had Catherine Faulkner. They lived
at a station, whatever that is. Railway

station, I suppose.

Old Guard Bridge.

Was it true?

I don't know, possibly.

How old is she?

Twenty -one next month.

The age is right.

How can I tell?

I mean, bring me a passer. Yes, it must
be true.

What's her name?

Greener.

Bloody awful name.

So what do you want me to do?

Do I have a legal obligation?

I expect you know more about Australian
law than I do.

Did she say what she wanted?

To meet you.

You're right, of course.

The heat has nothing whatever to do with
it.

The only drinking problem I have is that
I can't get enough of it.

You can hardly call it an unqualified
success.

My life, I mean. How? What do I do?

You say no, say it's not true.

Tell her her mother and I were just
acquaintances.

You know that sort of thing, Richard.
You know what it's like.

You want me to lie?

Yes, I want you to lie.

I want you to earn your money for once.

I want you to act like my lawyer.

Bloody...

But didn't you tell him that I'm only
going to be here for a day? I'm sorry,

client gave me strict instructions. I
can't enter into any debate about this.

Well, why didn't you tell him that...
I'm very sorry. That simply has to be

end of the matter.

Goodbye.

Idiot. Who, the lawyer or your father?

I mean, I don't think I'm asking too
much, do you? All I want to do is meet

Come on, put yourself in his shoes.

He hears nothing for 20 years, and then
someone rings him up in Bangkok and

claims to be his daughter?

Wouldn't you be a little suspicious?

I should write to him.

No, don't rush it.

Wait till you're in Australia.

Then you can write the whole thing out.
Extracts from the diaries, photocopies,

pictures.

Make it a real dossier.

Yeah, you're right.

We should never have come here.

Forget it.

We'll be on a plane in a couple of
hours.

No more heckles.

We'll be home free.

Okay.

Ticket and passport, please.

Sawadee krap.

Sawadee krap.

This your luggage?

Uh -huh.

Could you please step over to the X -ray
machine?

Okay.

I'll meet you over at the counter. No,
both of you, please.

Thank you.

Uh, that's the lady's camera bag. It's
got film in it. X -ray won't hurt it. I

know, but I've heard that before. Would
you mind opening it for the gentleman

here? Sure.

So the camera here has got fast film in
it?

It's safe, you know?

Thanks.

Thank you.

Gabe?

Yeah, you try there, and I'll go over to
this one.

Hi.

Are you carrying any gift or parcel on
behalf of another person?

No.

Did you pack your bags yourself?

Yes. Have you at any time left your
luggage unattended?

No.

Smoking or non -smoking?

I'm with him, so if I could have two
seats together and non -smoking, that

be great.

Yes.

19A and 19B.

Thank you.

Thank you.

She's given us 19A and 19B and non
-smoking.

You go down to immigration and join the
next two and we'll see you down there in

a minute.

Gate nine.

Gate one.

Morning. Good morning. So you've got 19B
non -smoking?

No, if it's okay, can I get a seat in
smoking on the aisle?

Aren't you two traveling together?

No, we just met.

Are you carrying any parcel or gifts on
behalf of another person?

No, I am not.

Did you pack your bags yourself?

Yes, I did.

Have you any time to leave your luggage
and your pendants?

No, I have not.

Excuse me, Ms. Stanton. I'm with the
Customs Police. Can you come with me,

please? Ready?

Please, come. You don't want to just
hang around?

You must come. Don't worry.

Aki?

Aki! You didn't call me a lot. Aki!

Here,

let me see.

What?

Here.

Here it comes.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I don't understand.

What's wrong?

I have a friend. He's waiting out there.

I'm sorry. I don't understand what
you're saying.

Please, I don't know what's going on
here.

Neither do I, but we'll work it out,
won't we?

What's the story?

Macy wants to know, is this your bag?

Yes. Is it your bag?

Who are you?

I'm a friend.

Are you with the Caspians? No, I'm with
the Australian Federal Police, attached

to the Thai government, Narcotics
Bureau.

Narcotics? That's right, narcotics.

Lonely. Okay, let's get on with it. Open
your bag, please. I'm meant to be

meeting someone. I've got a plane to
catch.

You won't be meeting anybody. The only
people you'll be meeting are this

gentleman and myself.

Now, open the bag.

Okay.

You all right?

Don't be late.

I tell you.

Come here.

You'll get that when I get the
combination to the bag.

Combination. It's 472.

472. 472.

Is that your camera?

Len. Is that your lens?

Are they your films?

Are they your films? Yes.

It is my duty to warn you that the
penalty for such an

offense is death.

Do you understand?

Sit down, please.

When am I going to be released?

Sit down.

Do exactly as you're told.

Sit down!

What he's saying is for your own
benefit,

it's best that you cooperate fully. Do I
make myself clear?

Yes. Okay.

2 .4 kilos of heroin, little girl.

She's in the big time, doesn't she?

Now, this man wants to know, and I want
to know.

Who is your supplier?

I... I don't know.

She doesn't know.

What he's saying is he sits here two or
three times a week with people who spend

not less than 100 ,000 US dollars, and
they never remember who they paid it to.

Don't you find that remarkable?

Now, I can tell you something.

He is getting pissed off.

And I am getting extremely agitated.

I was with a man.

Name?

RQ again.

Write it down.

It was a photographer.

He was the one who gave me the case. We
were drambling together.

No, it's not true, Tegla. It is true.

He doesn't believe you.

And neither do I.

Don't go.

The story's that old. They're even
tired. They're asking questions about

Like, is that your ladies? Did you
package yourself? Are you carrying it

someone else? Give me a break. You
answered those questions, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Yes. So let's start again.

He's asking you, where did you buy the
drugs? I told you I was given the case.

Now, I'm not saying anything else until
I have somebody here.

This isn't Australia.

They can hold you here for seven days
without seeing or talking to anybody.

I want somebody from the embassy,
please.

They're all on the golf course.

Who are you going to deal with today? Is
this man and me?

Now, he has two choices.

Number one, he can charge you under
Section 66 for possession.

And for this amount, it's a life
sentence.

All right? Or he can charge you under
Section 65 for trafficking.

And that's a mandatory death sentence.

There's no leniency.

There is no remissions.

There is just death.

You need to follow him.

Death is Burma Shankar.

I'm trying to help you, little girl.

We want some

information. We want you to plead
guilty. And in return, we'll only charge

you for possession.

Now, it's in your hands, not in ours.

That's it.

No, I'm not going to plead guilty.

If you think some fancy -pants lawyer's
going to come up here and razzle and

dazzle his way with words around the
courtroom, then you're wrong. There's no

jury. Just three judges sitting alone.

What sort of country is this? You don't
have a jury?

What he's saying is it's their country.

It's their rules.

They didn't ask you to come. They have a
saying, wherever Westerners go,

degradation and depravity follows.

And in three and a half years that I've
been here, to my utter shame, I agree

with them.

Now, claim guilty.

No! Then you are a bloody fool!

Wrap it up.

Sign it.

I don't understand it.

If he was in Australia, would it be
written in Thai? Sign it, you bloody

No.

What's happening?

They're going to search you.

I've already been searched.

Not completely.

Noi dan.

Noi dan.

Work the door.

Thank you.

You!

Watch!

No, I don't want to. I'll run clean
prison here.

Watch. No.

No, fuck it.

Watch now.

Drug dealers, shit.

Here's some shit for you.

You don't want to wash?

Fine.

Inside.

That Australian policeman spoke to you?
Yes. Did he tell you what happened?

He said you'd been arrested, yeah. Did
he tell you about the bag? It was a

present. It was given to me by a man
called... Miss Dunton, I'm sorry, this

isn't really my area.

What do you mean, your area?

Should we sit down?

We handle mainly commercial work.

It's a family practice. Over the years,
we've built our reputation on

contracting. mainly between the Thai
government and foreign companies.

But you know Thai law?

Yes, of course. And you understand the
system?

Pretty well.

So what's the problem, Mr Carlyle?

I've told you.

No, you haven't.

You've given me an excuse, that's all.

Is it because it's drugs?

You don't want your firm mixed up in it,
is that it?

Partly. We've been approached a number
of times over the years and we've always

stood clear of drug cases.

Even if the person's innocent. The other
thing is, it doesn't help anybody, not

your case, nor my firm, to have a white
lawyer defend a white client.

Mr. Carlisle, this is probably worse
than you realize.

To them, it was my bag. I was carrying
it.

I'm going to sound like every other drug
trafficker when I try to blame someone

else. I need help, Mr. Carlisle. I need
the best help I can get.

I'm going to refer you to several
lawyers, specialists in criminal law.

You mean ties?

Yes, top people in that field.

No. No ties.

Well, that's ridiculous.

I know it sounds ridiculous, but I need
someone who understands me, who believes

in me, who'll fight for me.

Well, to fight for your client, that's a
lawyer's job. Any lawyer.

I'll have this list drawn up.

My uncle said that Stanton's had dealt
with your firm for years.

Yes. If this was any other member of the
family, someone more legitimate than

me,

Then you wouldn't hesitate, would you?
You'd take it on.

Wouldn't you?

I'll ask you one thing.

Are you guilty?

I swear to you, I'm innocent.

I didn't know anything about that bag. I
trusted him.

It'll be a fairly thankless task.

In the end, I suspect, probably an
unsuccessful one.

How long do you need to think it over?

I'll let you know as soon as we can.

Will you do one thing for me?

What's that?

Can you get access to my luggage?

If I said I was your lawyer and it was
just your personal things, yes, I think

so. Why?

I want to see my father.

I've already told you. I know you don't
want to discuss it with him again, but

in my luggage there's a diary. If you
give it to him, maybe it will convince

him. I can't see a diary doing much
good. It belonged to my mother.

Will you do that, please?

Yes, all right.

If I can.

And tell him... Tell him he's all I've
got now.

I can't quite picture you singing Some
Enchanted Evening.

Well, once upon a time, a very silly
man, but a very fine woman.

And it seems he broke her.

Broke her apart.

And in the end, neither of them lived
happily ever after.

I'm sorry.

What are we going to do?

Well, they want a guilty plea for
possession. If not, they'll charge her

trafficking, for which the death
sentence is mandatory.

Is she guilty?

Of course not. She's about as guilty as
you or I.

I should see her, shouldn't I?

Why? Because she's my daughter, that's
why.

You didn't think that the other day.

I hadn't read that the other day.

Do you think it's wise?

Oh, I shouldn't think so.

But if we were wise, we wouldn't keep
going, would we?

No, I didn't mean wise for you. I meant
for her. I think she's pinning a lot of

her hopes on you.

And seeing me would disappoint her, is
that it?

Was that really necessary, Richard?

I'm just being honest, that's all.

You know, sometimes honesty can be used
as an excuse for the most dreadful

cruelty. I'd try and remember that if I
were you. All I'm trying to do is

protect her.

The function, perhaps, better fulfilled
by her father.

There you go again, sitting in judgment.
But a point taken, Your Honor, a point

taken. So you won't go?

Oh, I'll go. I just won't tell her I'm
her father, that's all. I'll say I'm her

lawyer.

I'll say I was sent by my partner,
Richard Carlyle.

I've already told her we don't handle
criminal work. I'll tell her we're

reconsidering. You wouldn't happen to
have a briefcase I could borrow, would

you?

No, I wouldn't.

Worthington. Bill Worthington.

Where's Mr. Carlisle?

It was Richard's idea that I should come
here. He wanted me to meet you.

I thought I made it clear to him I don't
want any other lawyer.

No, no, you don't understand. I'm here
on his behalf.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize.

So, do you work for Mr. Carlisle?

No, not that. Not exactly.

You couldn't really say that I work for
him.

I'm more like a partner, really.

Well, how can I help you, Mr
Worthington?

Well, I brought you some things.

Tea, English breakfast. I can't stand
that Chinese stuff.

Vitamin pills.

Super little cup.

I don't know about what that's like. The
lady said it was good.

Powdered milk.

Fruit.

Oh, yes, and a fruitcake.

It's from Fortnum & Mason's. I always
get them to send one out every year.

Posted a wee later, unfortunately.

That's very kind of you, but I don't
think they're going to let me have this

stuff.

Oh, that's all right. That's already
been settled.

Mr. Carlisle, take the case.

He's considering it.

Why? What's the problem?

Well, he's a very cautious man, a very
competitive man, and he

doesn't like to lose.

That's encouraging.

Nor do I, especially not if it's my life
at stake.

Which rather brings me to my cue, I'm
afraid.

Carlisle wants to know if you're still
determined to plead not guilty.

Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?

Well, you see, if you insist on pleading
not guilty, they'll charge you with

trafficking, and that carries the death
penalty.

But on the other hand, if you plead
guilty, it gives the judge an excuse for

clemency. I mean, it's just a way of
saving their face and your

life.

I don't understand, Mr Worthington.

I mean, I always thought the truth was
sacred.

I didn't realise it was a commodity,
something that could be traded back and

forth just to suit the stupidity of the
law.

I'm just asking a question, that's all.

And the answer is I'm innocent. Now, you
can tell Mr Carlisle that I intend to

plead not guilty, whether it's the death
penalty or not.

Yes, I will.

I will.

Is there anything else?

Um, no.

Then let me ask you something.

Do you have a drinking problem?

Are you always so blunt?

Only when my life's in other people's
hands.

Well, I did have a drink earlier on,
yes, but it's certainly not a problem.

It's just a heat, that's all.

I hope so, Mr.

Worthington.

Yes, well... I'm going to recommend that
we take the case. There

won't be any argument. You'll enter a
plea of not guilty.

Will he agree?

I expect so.

If not, I'll remind him that truth can't
be treated like a commodity.

That's the expression, isn't it?

Thank you.

And for the food, thanks.

Do you know if my father's been
contacted? I asked Mr. Carlyle to give

diary.

I'll find out.

At 9 .30 there's that meeting on the
Succumbent Road project, so if you can

those amended contracts on my desk first
thing in the morning.

She's innocent, Richard.

Yes, I told you that.

Yeah, but you never told me she was
young and clever and straight as a die.

she reminded me of my father.

Uncompromising, blunt to the point of
rudeness.

She never gave quarter, Richard. She
certainly never expected any... Look,

you've got to take this on.

Oh, is that what you think I've got to?
Well, don't you think so?

Why don't you go home? I'll give you a
ring.

So, indeed.

It's taken four generations, but my
family's built something here. If I go

there and defend some white girl, then
this firm starts to look like all the

other colonials. White lawyers for white
clients.

And pretty soon the Thais are going to
think we're no better than those fools

down at the club. Oh, I don't think
they're... If that's not bad enough,

this case all about?

drugs and greed, nothing more.

And who are the people that Trump deals
with every day?

I mean, they're Buddhists, for Christ's
sake.

I can't help but ask myself, Hal,
where's the profit in this?

She's innocent.

To some men, proving that would be
profit enough.

No, to some men, but not to me, is that
it?

Well, that's where you're wrong, Hal,
because I'll tell you what else I've

thinking.

Above all, I'm a lawyer, and if I don't
use the law now to defend an innocent

person, then it doesn't mean anything,
does it?

So I think we'd better do it.

We'd better defend her and damn the
consequences.

And if we are going to do it, you'd
better put yourself together. I think

should get down on your knees and thank
her for giving a bastard like you a

second chance.

Most of the time, you know, you're a
complete prick. Then you say something

that and I could hug you for it. Yes,
well, not just yet, Hal. Give me a hug

when we've won.

I will.

Believe me, I will.

Remember, this isn't a trial, it's just
a hearing. You're going to be formally

charged, that's all.

What with?

Well, I don't know until we get in
there. In either case, we'll plead not

guilty. Now, everything will be in time,
so don't panic and don't follow what's

going on.

Who's she?

Now, this is Nod. She's a Thai
barrister.

And if you work for them?

No, no, we hired her. She's our
interpreter.

I'll plead on your behalf. Because it's
capital offence, the judge will order

that you be held in prison.

No, they're just holding stuff.

In a proper prison, they clung toy or
yad la or even lung jao. Lung jao,

the worst. Yeah, that's the word. Once
we're inside the court, it's important

not to offend the judges, so defer to
them. They're your superiors.

Don't say our old points, and if you're
asked to speak, try not to raise your

voice. Oh, and whatever you do, don't
cross your ankles.

Why? Well, feet are dirty. To show the
soul you've got footed is considered an

insult.

Stay calm.

You can't turn out that...

Katerina, time's up.

Will there be an application for bail?

Your Honor, we would request that the
custody release.

What happened?

Remanded in custody, there's no date for
a trial.

For what is the charge?

Section 65, trafficking.

Oh, my God. Your innocence will win.

Don't worry, they're taking me.

Long Jiao.

Would you mind if you contact my father?

I wouldn't pin your hopes on him. Be
brave.

Everyone, from now on, if you have money
or food, give it all to me.

What's your name?

Lingjai.

What's your name?

Lingjai.

What's your name?

Lingjai. What's your name? Lingjai.

What's your name?

Lingjai.

Get some more money. You can buy back
later.

Take your

uniform.

Come with me.

like shit you call bangkok hudon i

call farang heaven henman yes

it's a new and wonderful day for me
there will never be another

day like this one i'm divinely guided
all day long and whatever i do will

prosper

My name's Stanton.

Kat Stanton. What does she feel?

Don't worry about her. She always gets
like that when I've been talking to the

golden -bellied fat man.

Hi, I'm Esther.

and I go forth in peace.

Whenever my attention wanders away from
that which is good and constructive, I

will immediately bring it back to God
and pray to that which is loving and of

good rapport.

I am a spiritual and mental magnet.

I think of myself all the things that
God has given me.

I feel the success in all my
undertakings today.

I'm definitely going to be happy all day
long.

You want to hear?

No. There he was.

We've got a new campaign around here.

Don't show your borrow.

Are you the Korea they got with the two
kilos?

I'm not a Korea.

I was set up.

See the zoo out there?

Yeah. Bloody miracle, isn't it?

What? So many innocent people in one
place.

That's if you believe them, of course.

What are you in here for?

Same as you.

Set to admit it.

Guess that I was camera when they got
me.

Seven kilos.

Me idiot lawyer says I should claim it
was for me own use.

I could have fitted up a friggin' army.

I was going to have money, lady.

I was going to get myself straight.

I was going to buy a house and beautiful
clothes.

I was going to take me brother on one of
them cruise liners.

It's never going to be treated like shit
by anybody ever again.

It's what I'm in here for.

It's what every other bastard has.

Lock -up time.

Listen, Kat, you've got 20 bucks.

The US is not an Australian ship.

Why?

Well, one night, when it's safe, the
Shays are out.

Can they lock us up?

Of course they do.

So I paid 20 bucks.

Thank you.

I haven't come to argue to the case, Mr.
Anand. I'm perfectly capable of doing

that in court. I'm here because I object
to the charge.

There's no justification for a charge of
trafficking. The prosecution should

deal with this under Section 66,
possession.

That clause, Section 65, is aimed at
heroin producers and drug cartels.

That's why the death sentence is
mandatory.

I mean, the legislature never intended
it to be used against a young woman who

gets tricked into carrying a bag through
customs.

Do you?

But not at the expense of my client.

That's an insult.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Mr. Carl.

How was it?

About as rude as it gets here.

What are they saying? At the end, he'd
agreed to reconsider it.

He said he'd like to continue with a
range of departments.

What are the chances?

To be honest, not very good. I think the
government's quick of word out. They're

thick of drugs, thick of trafficking,
and thick of corruption.

Would you like a scotch?

Not right now, no.

I may later. I probably will. I'll see
how I feel.

Sorry, force of habit.

I think they're saying the rights are
off. This is the order of Thailand, and

we're going to apply it. Damn the
consequences.

In the face of that, it's going to be
very difficult to get them to change it.

Yes, but I mean to execute a young white
girl, especially by machine gun.

Well, so much the better. It's a pretty
eloquent warning.

I suppose it is.

So what do we do?

All that we can, just hope that good
sense prevails.

Either way, though, we've got to prepare
a defence, one that leaves no margin

for error.

How do you feel about that?

You said yourself you're a good
commercial lawyer.

Well, I'm glad it's in Highland, I'll
say that. The system here suits me.

certainly wouldn't be any good in front
of a jury.

Not flamboyant enough?

Well, either that or too arrogant. I'm
not sure which.

Give me technicalities, precedents,
obscure statutes so I can hold my own

them. I'm a good forensic lawyer.

Bore them into submission.

Exactly.

So even with a criminal case, I'm
confident that I can take care of that

it.

Well, what do you want me to do?

Well, if you don't object, I'd like you
to do the legwork.

Act as your junior.

Well, where do we start?

I've already arranged it. First thing
tomorrow, you interview her.

In Lumja?

Yes, come on, I'll drop you off. Where
are you going, the club?

No, I think I'll probably go home.

I've been thinking, perhaps it would be
better if you went to the jail tomorrow.

There's plenty I can do here.

What do you mean?

Well, you'll probably do it better than
me.

We won't get past one day if you keep
lying to me, Hal. What is it?

Well, I was in that jail during the war.

What, in Lumjao?

They had a different name then.

Japanese name. Never been back. Not in
40 years. I don't think I could.

My father told me when I took over that
you'd been a prisoner.

But all he'd say was that you disgraced
yourself.

Do you want to tell me the rest?

Not really.

For God's sake, Hal, there's a girl
facing execution and you tell me you

go into some building.

You're going to have to do a lot better
than that.

If you don't want to go to that prison
tomorrow morning, you're going to have

tell me exactly what happened.

You'd better be good.

I used to love this place.

The last thing my father ever said to
me, he said I'd come back here.

It was just after the court -martial I
was leaving England forever.

He said, I died, Bangkok.

Do you know the basis for that rather
bold prediction?

No.

He said, a dog always returns to its
vomit.

That's what he said.

You know, when war broke out, I was a
military aide of the embassy here.

Somebody in the family was ambassador,
wasn't he?

My grandfather, some years before, well,
as you can guess, it certainly didn't

hurt. Well, I mean, I wasn't cut out to
be a soldier.

I wasn't cut out to be a prisoner, for
that matter, either. But that's life, as

they say.

In 1945, there was a lot of illness in
the prison.

Typhoid, cholera, malnutrition.

Eight of the men decided to try to
escape.

Now, the Japanese had made it very clear
from the start that if anyone escaped,

two would be killed.

So I told them they couldn't go.

They said they were only doing their
duty.

I ordered them not to.

They defied me.

So rightly or wrongly, I was left with
no choice but to go to the Japanese.

were arrested and executed the same day.

There's one thing I'll never forget.

How young they were.

How very young.

Me too, I suppose.

We were all so young.

I can't go back inside there, Richard. I
really can't.

Well, we have a problem, then.

I can still help.

Sorry, Hal.

I don't think you're really committed,
and I don't need a passenger.

Well, of course I'm committed. She's my
daughter.

Then go back there, Hal. She'll go back
there tomorrow morning.

It's up to you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You've been drinking.

That's not true.

Look at you, you're a mess.

Marmalade. Dummy, I left everywhere for
that.

I haven't been drinking, I fell over
outside, that's all.

Must be getting old.

You fell over, your hands are shaking,
you're sweating like a pig.

You're an alcoholic, aren't you?

Matter of fact, I haven't had a drink
for several days. The reason, well...

The reason my nerves are shot is because
I'm in here.

Oh, that's great.

You poor thing. It's you that's going to
pieces. But you can just walk in here

and in half an hour you can walk out
again.

No.

I'm sorry. I know what it must be like.
No, you don't. You've got no idea.

They keep you in a stinking crowded cell
that's so hot you can hardly breathe.

There's cockroaches everywhere.

They never leave you alone. I mean, I
can't even go to the toilet without

watched. So don't tell me you know what
it must be like because you don't.

Every morning you go round and pull the
dead from the cells, do you?

I don't think you've done that yet, have
you?

I was a prisoner for three years of my
life, Kat. I know exactly what it's

I know it in spades.

Where?

Singapore, Changi, during the war. There
were thousands of us.

We all died our own little death.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realise.

That's why I'd never come inside a jail
again. That's why I'm not handling this

very well, I'm afraid.

I don't think I'm ever going to get out
of here.

I don't think I'm strong enough.

Yes, you will.

Don't give up.

We're all working for you, but you've
got to be strong, too.

It's a pity about them, aren't I?

Yes.

Be more careful next time.

I need $100.

U .S. dollars.

Of course.

And... I need some more vitamins. I
can't afford to get sick in here.

Anything else?

Um, Ventolin and headache pills. As many
as you can get.

Right.

Um, excuse me.

Where are you going?

Somewhere I can think.

to take us somewhere where we can talk
quietly.

Kitchen? Yes, the kitchen's fine.

Yes, the kitchen's fine.

Carlisle's working on the law. He's
looking for precedence, technicalities,

chink you might be able to slip through.

Well, he'll try to prove that you were
no longer under tied jurisdiction at the

time.

He'll use all the usual legal tricks he
can.

Then he'll try to tear that case to
pieces if possible.

You don't sound very confident.

To be honest, I'm not.

I think it's going to be bloody hard to
get anyone to believe your story.

So do I. I don't have much faith in the
courts discovering the truth.

You've got to hit them over the head
with it.

But we have to find him, Katrina. We
have to show that he's real. Then we

to do the hard bit. We have to convince
the court that he's a drug dealer.

So where do we start?

I thought you might know that.

You tell me. You're my lawyer.

Am I?

Yes, you are.

You and Richard, you're my lawyer.

Oh. I will let Richard handle the legal
side. You give me the leads and I'll

follow them up.

Now, you said that you met Archie Regan
in London.

What were you doing there?

I was looking for my father.

When I was little, I was told that he
was dead. And after my mother died, I

found out that wasn't true.

When did she die?

A couple of months ago.

I'm sorry.

It must have been hard for you.

In a way.

But we were never very close.

When my father left, it wiped her out
emotionally. She never really recovered.

I think in her mind, he really did die.

In his mind?

Did she die for him?

I don't know.

I was going to ask him that.

But he doesn't want to know me.

How's that ale?

Lock -up time.

But this is ridiculous.

I paid 200 baht.

I always did it.

Mine.

So you went to London?

I never met my father.

I met Aki Rogan instead.

You mean he met you?

I suppose I was exactly the person he
was looking for.

I want you to remember everything. I
want you to run it through your head

and over again. Every moment you've
spent with him, everything you've said.

you do that?

Yes. Look, I'm going to try and get an
identikit person down here. See if we

can't get a good look at him, all right?

Okay, good.

Bye. Bye.

I read something.

What? A photograph.

Not in your luggage, Carlisle. I had an
inventory.

I took it in Goa.

I never finished the film except...

What? There you go. Just keep on
thinking.

What did he bring you?

Lots of stuff.

Food, mainly.

Oh, yeah? And a can opener.

Yeah. I'll give it to him. No.

Don't be a prick, you don't need it.
Someone will make it anyway. I do.

I need it to open the stuff you bought
me.

I'll hand it back to you.

No. Okay, we'll share it.

Yeah, all right. All right. Come on,
give us it.

Come on, give us it. Give us the old
money.

No. Forget it.

I'll do the money. Okay.

There is no God, you know.

If there was, he would have done
something by now about this, but he

I'm worse than a Catholic.

There'll be a search and everything's
going to get nicked. How do you know?

Miss Thailand just told me.

Now, why would she want to do that?

Hmm, yeah.

Now, listen, we've got a can opener,
right? But that's not worth anything, is

it? They've all got them.

Just tell Miss Thailand there's a couple
of chicks going to square off with tin

opens. Oh!

Christ, you're dense.

How would I know? It's a jail, isn't it?

Some turd's got to be planning to knife
someone, and we're just getting in

early.

So give us it, stupid, or we'll lose a
bloody thing.

What are you going to do with it?

I'm going to hide it.

Anyone tries to screw me, get a real
surprise out of them.

You can't open that. I don't know what
you're talking about. I'll be a

serious asshole.

You nice girl?

Bitch.

Here you go.

You know, they can't open their cans.
Half of them's going to starve.

It's lucky for them we're here, eh?

Oh, great plan, Mandy.

Now we've got a can opener, but we
haven't got anything else. Let me see.

going to make a packet out of this.

Oh,

Paul, what is this shiver?

Five bahts. No way, Mandy. You always
set us up.

Five bahts. You can't keep taking what's
not given to you.

Yeah, I agree.

It's still five bahts. But it isn't
romper room, you know. You may forget

actions, but your actions don't forget
you. Five bahts.

I've only got a twine. Huh. Will you
change?

Next.

That's the man we're looking for. That's
our kid, Regan.

Where did you get this?

She took it in Goa. The film was left in
our camera.

So, how was it at the jail?

It was fine.

I tripped over on the road, that's all.

Bloody silly of me.

Nothing there you wanted to forget?

Well, memories, you know, but... No, no,
nothing, nothing really.

I should have done it years ago.

Good. Did you tell her who you are?

No, she and Bill Worthington are getting
on fine.

Well, they'll have to let her know
sometime.

When we've got her out, Richard.

Her father let her down once. I don't
want her to think he might do it again.

would be devastating for her.

Well, you're the only one who can judge
that.

I thought you were giving up.

Oh, I am.

It's just that Johnny and I have known
each other for such a long time.

I couldn't let him go without a word,
could I?

Now, the least he deserves is a
passionate embrace.

Ah, Mr Walker, I'd like to say that
we're going to meet again. I fear,

it is not meant to be.

Such a touching moment. I'm loathe to
interrupt. I was just wondering what

you're planning to do now, assuming you
survive.

That's already in hand.

We know he's taken a plane to Australia.

Perhaps he's still there.

Another? Well, why not?

It's the heat, you know.

As I thought, there was no difficulty
pulling out the arrival data.

Immigration shows that an Ahmed Vincent
Rogan, British passport number C61

-6665C, entered Australia at Sydney on
Qantas Flight 2 from Bangkok.

And departed?

No, there's no record that he has.

Well, he's still there, then. He's still
in Australia.

Not necessarily. Not according to our
people.

The Deputy Secretary says, assuming your
allegations are correct, that he

probably would have left the country
already on a false passport, most likely

Australian one.

Any way of checking?

Well, on the immigration form, you have
to give a street address.

And what was his?

A prison found just south of Sydney.

So he's got a sense of humour, then.

Well, of course, he may have had to
ditch the British passport to get out of

Australia, but that doesn't mean it
wasn't genuine.

Oh, I should go to the English, is that
it?

That's what we suggest.

Ask them to run a check.

Check on passport number C61 -666 -5C.

You never know, it might turn up
something.

Thank you for coming, Bob.

No, I don't like to ask for favors.

What's the point in being charge d
'affaires if I can't help?

Not that I understand what you're doing.

Oh, just a bit of work for Carlisle.
It's nothing much, just keeping my hand

Drink? No, thank you, I won't.

Are you all right, old boy?

Yes, I'm fine.

You don't mind if I have one, do you?

No, you go ahead.

A black label, ice.

Anyway, whatever it is, it's turned up
something.

That's yours.

And as you said, there is a passport
issued in the name of Ahmed Vincent

Number C61 -6665C, issued in London.

Here are the details.

You got an address.

Thank you, Bob.

We got the home office to have a look at
it.

It's not unusual if drugs are involved.

Aki Ragan's been dead for years.

Apparently, if you want a false
passport, that's how you do it. You

dead person's name.

I see.

As you can imagine, Scotland Yard are
involved now.

They're asking me for details.

Who is he, Bill? Who is this Ahmed
Vincent Ragan?

Did you ever read The Day of the Jackal?

There was a man in that.

Every time they thought they caught him,
they opened their hand and... He wasn't

there.

I'm scared, Bob. You see, I think that
Archie Regan could be like that man.

Are you sure you don't want a drink?

No. No, thank you.

And thank you for that.

Excuse me.

Do you not pay 20 bucks?

Oh, sure.

Hey. Oh, my God.

Okay.

$10.

Connie might die.

She okay, she okay.

$10, American.

Two. Easy.

Two hours.

Just a short drop.

I'll whistle and you follow, okay?

Yeah.

What's your time?

My watch.

It's my watch.

Here.

2 .15.

Yeah, 2 .15 every Monday, Wednesday and
Friday.

That door opens.

Don't forget it, OK? Come on.

G'day. How you going, son?

OK?

OK for you? OK? Here you go.

Mandy, where are you going? Hey, calm
down.

We are going to the men's section.

Come on.

I used to wait the guard up and bribe
him for the real one.

Then I got clueless.

I traced it out on paper.

I gave it to the guy down the carpentry
shop.

Took us a few goes, but we got it right.

It's only wood, but we've got to treat
it real gentle.

That's what they reckon's a hospital.

No matter how sticky you get, don't ever
let them take you down. Why?

Before I come over here, they had to
chuck a sticky rope. It's the only way I

can get in here.

Stuck a chicken by name. He fried it and
threw up blood.

And he killed me.

This is me brother, Billy.

Billy?

This is Kat.

Say hello to Cat.

Yeah, you know, look at the cat.

Can't he talk?

No, he's dumb.

Can't tell what you're thinking, can we,
Billy?

You're going to be good to Cat, aren't
you?

Remember?

Remember I told you about her?

She's going to be taking care of you.

What? What are you talking about?

I'll tell you later.

Are you kidding me? I'll tell you later.

Okay?

He gets ten of them.

It's his pocket money.

I'm going to make sure he's all right.

So what all that canon stuff was about,
was it for him?

Yeah.

Sometimes even money's not enough.

You ready?

Come on, wakey, wakey.

Let me see you.

Oh, well, maybe.

Yeah, g'day.

Kevin looks after Billy while I'm not
around.

Don't you, Kev?

What do you want?

Yes, the same as last time. Yeah, okay.
No worries.

Watch if you like, Kat.

Never know, you might learn something.

You fellas reckon I'm real good, eh?

Yeah.

Oh, you've been a lonely boy, Kat.

Oh, Billy.

Oh,

yeah. Come here.

I didn't mean to spring it on you.

Yes, you did.

I'm not stupid, Mandy.

Yeah, all right, I did.

In two weeks' time, they're going to
file me guilty.

And then they're going to... You know...
Stop it.

You never know what the court will
decide.

Don't give me that shit.

There's one thing I do know about. I've
been in enough courts, I should have

been a friggin' lawyer.

That's what they're going to do.

They mustn't let it get to you. Listen,
stupid.

I'm being real.

I'm up for seven kilos.

Not sweet and pretty.

Papers back home aren't going to get
excited about some smack. You'll

cheer them on. I've had it.

What does your lawyer say?

What's he going to say?

I was born like it?

Your stupid mother was hanging out. Her
blood turned bad and infected the baby.

That's why Billy's the way he is?

Jesus Christ, I don't give a shit about
people like me.

I've already told the lawyer.

I'm going to admit everything.

All he's got to do is get Billy off.

Can't they see what he's like? I mean,
he's innocent.

Yeah, innocent. What's innocent?

He knew what was going on.

Have you seen him? You reckon he
understands?

I had it in a shopping basket.

Stupid bastard. He was always trying to
help.

He was carrying it.

Even if it works and he gets off on a
lesser charge, he's going to die up

Not unless there's someone to look after
him.

Mandy, I can't do that.

Bullshit, you feel how easy it was?

Money's not a problem to reach, aren't
you?

I'm giving him to you. Mandy, don't you
understand? I'm on the same charge as

you, just further down the line.

You've got a team of lawyers and no
record.

You look like butter would melt in your
mouth.

Newspapers are going to go apeshit. The
government will jump up and down. I'm

telling you, they're not going to
execute you, Kat. Change you to

not trafficking. King Simon's Billy with
a bit of luck.

After all the bullshit Buddhist holidays
and King's birthdays, you'll probably

both be out in 8 or 9 years. Oh, great.

Oh, yeah.

What a bitch you don't get shot, eh?

Mandy, I can't.

I'm not asking you to do it for me. Do
it for him.

The only chance he's got, Kat.

I would if I could, but...

I can't make promises I won't be able to
keep. Why not? I make promises all the

time I can't keep.

Just say yes, you can promise later.

All right.

All right, I'll try.

It's just one more thing.

You don't know when to stop, do you?

When you get out, send him one of them
big cruise liners.

Anything you ever wanted.

Trip in a stupid bloody ship.

How

have

you been?

I'm alright.

Good.

How's it all going?

Fine.

Did you get the photograph?

Yes.

How is it?

It's fine. I have the photograph.

It's not much use as anything else, I'm
afraid. You see, he's not in Australia.

Passports are fake. We don't even know
his real name, let alone where he is.

I suppose in the back of our mind, we
were all hoping he was a bit of an

amateur.

Well, let's get that out of our heads.
He's not. We're dealing with a

professional, and on the evidence so
far, he's a lot... Better than we are.

So what are we going to do?

Bill suggests going to London.

Why?

Well, we've got to start somewhere.

As far as we can tell, that's his base.

Actually, I can't think of anything
else.

It's really up to you and your memory.

I've been trying to write everything
out. Give me a day, I'll have it done.

Good.

Do you know anyone in London who can
help?

Not really.

Been a long time.

If you need it, I know someone you can
contact.

Richard knows him. He's my uncle.

James Stanton will give you his address.

17 .20.

I'm sorry?

17 quid will do.

17 pounds?

Good Lord, they used to transport
convicts to the colonies for that. Yeah,

look what they got.

Bloody Australians.

Thanks very much. Oh, thanks very much,
Governor.

Stanton residence.

Mr. James Stanton, please.

Who shall I say is calling?

Who is it?

Are you there, sir?

What exactly do you want, Mr.
Worthington?

Well, on March the 23rd this year, Mr.

Ahmed Ragan was booked on QF2 from
Sydney to London. He cancelled his

was assigned to Mr. Catriona Stanton.

I would like to have Mr. Ragan's
address.

Well, I can't. Not if he booked through
a travel agent. We don't have a record.

Not unless he booked it himself.

Well, assume that he did.

Well, it's a fair way back. It'll take a
week or so. I've only got days.

Well, a name's not enough.

Not if he cancelled.

God knows where that's filed.

What about her ticket? Could you use
that number?

Well, it depends how the ticket agent
handled it.

Now, if they cancelled his ticket and
reissued it, it's gone.

But if they reassigned his ticket to
her, it's different.

Middle name Vincent?

Yes.

Ahmed Vincent Regan.

39 Foster Street, Islington.

What number you say?

39.

Stop. It's just a vacant lot.

You sure you got the right address?

Oh, yes.

I might have known this is exactly where
he'd live.

Drive on, please.

I've already seen it, Hank.

The embassy in Thailand sent a copy.

Can you help?

Sure. I'll show you everything we've got
on the person known as Aki Regan.

Oh, thank you.

That's it.

We are the biggest international press
agency and one way or another, I guess

I've seen every photograph out of
Afghanistan.

Amateur, professional.

I tell you one thing,

that man hasn't been there.

Not as a photographer anyway.

As a reporter, perhaps.

Two things took people to a hole like
that, Mr. Worthington.

News and drugs.

There was more money in drugs.

I tried the cops.

Thanks. I already have.

Not a thing. Not anywhere.

I don't know what to do.

Well, what about the police? Can you try
them again?

There's no point.

How is she? Have you seen her?

Not yet. Tomorrow.

Well, look, try and press her.

Anything that she can remember. Anything
at all.

Well, I wouldn't count on it. We'll have
to wait and see.

Sawadee ka.

Sawadee. What's wrong?

I've been summoned by the prosecution,
Anand.

I think they've made a decision. We'll
know tomorrow whether or not it's

65, the death penalty.

Any hint?

No, not from them.

Anyone else?

Well, it depends who you talk to. It's
better not to listen to anyone.

You'll call?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I wake up.

Section 65 is a corral.

Trafficking.

She's innocent.

Well, do what you like, Mr. Arnon, but
we're going to win.

Of course you will.

They've made their decision.

About the charge?

Yes, it's trafficking.

I'm sorry.

Does Bill know?

No, I came straight here.

How's he going?

Not much luck so far.

Now, is there anything else you can
remember?

He's a diabetic. I remember that.

He showed me his arms. He had needle
marks on them.

Did you actually see them?

Well, he showed them to me.

I didn't study them.

Are you sure it was diabetes?

I mean, diabetics don't have needle
marks.

How would I know? I mean, he lied to me
about everything else. Why wouldn't he

lie to me about that?

All right, don't worry. I'll tell Bill.

It might help.

How long do you want to talk?

If you want to talk any longer, you have
to pay her.

Well, if there's nothing else, I ought
to ring Bill. He'll be waiting.

Slip Grandma a few vat, will you?

Why? Just can't manage on a pension for
her, old dear.

What do you reckon, stupid?

We're bringing you here.

What's going on?

I want you to look after me stuff.

And you slip it to her.

Minus 50, will you?

Yeah, all right.

Here, thanks.

I'll pay you back.

No, don't worry. It's all right.

We're in court tomorrow.

Thai Army statements to the hold
themselves.

I want to stay bright and early.

I wouldn't want to miss Louie.

You know that wooden thing for the
jungle tour?

It's in the box.

Keep everything safe, all right?

Yeah, but no matter what happens,
there'll be an appeal. You'll be coming

here, won't you?

I'll do it. You know the system or there
isn't one.

You're still going to do it, you
promise?

Yeah.

Good luck.

Hello? Hal, it's Richard. Yeah.

It's section 65.

Huh?

Hal, did you hear me? I said it's
section 65, the death penalty.

Give me a moment, will you, Richard?

Are you

there?

Well, it's up to us then, right?

What else is happening?

Well, she thinks he may be a diabetic.

It's possible, God knows how many of
them in London.

I can't see much help.

No.

Although, who knows, it might be, I
mean... I don't know.

Is there any other news?

No,

no, nothing.

Well, have you seen your brother yet?

Well, I mean, despite what Katrina might
think, he isn't going to be any help.

No, I never thought he would be. It just
seems that so many years have passed,

that's all.

Well, to tell the truth, it hasn't even
crossed my mind.

Well, I mean, if I got time, I might.
But right now, I... I want

to sleep.

Who is it?

Is that you, Mrs. Simpson?

Hello, Gordon.

Mr. Howe.

Give me your hand.

What have they done to you, old fellow?

Glaucoma. Don't give it a thought.

I've got you in here.

How long?

Oh, this I, years ago, the other one
more slowly.

It's lucky I know the house so well.

Mr. Howe, I never thought... Aren't you
going to invite me in?

I can't, sir.

Only Mr. James can do that.

If it was my house, you'd know. All
right, Gordon, I understand.

Hello, James.

I was in London and close by, so I
thought...

These are the notes about the time she
spent with him.

I mean, they're full of facts, but they
don't mean a thing.

It's hard to describe what it's like,
Jim.

I mean, the only peace I have is when
I'm asleep.

The days are like a nightmare.

It's late at night.

You open the door to a stranger who's
bleeding hard from the head.

As you let him in, you look out across
the snow and there's not a footprint,

anywhere.

What kind of a thing is it that can move
across the world without leaving a

trace?

That's our King Regan.

I wish I could help you.

I only saw Katrina twice.

Most of it was about you.

She said she'd met somebody. A man.

Well, what did she say? Tell me exactly.

Nothing, that's all.

She didn't know what to wear.

I called Sarah.

Sarah?

My daughter. Didn't she mention that?

No. Well, it didn't concern this chap.

They went shopping together.

You know, the more I think about it, I
think we should see Sarah.

Sit down.

Thank you.

Would you like a drink?

I'd love a beer, but I suppose you've
only got some of that Mexican stuff,

you? Daddy can't understand why anyone
would put a slice of lime in their beer.

Silly Daddy.

What about you, Hal?

Oh, no, thank you. I don't drink.

I swear.

Oh, yes, James. I really can't remember,
but yes.

Did she tell you how she met Archie?

At Qantas, I think.

That's right.

He was cashing in a couple of tickets.

One.

No, it was more than one. I'm sure it
was tickets.

No, because in the notes she said he
convinced the clerk to give me the seat

booked in his name.

I'm probably wrong. It's just I think
she said something about him travelling

with someone.

I guess I just assumed it.

I want to know if he cancelled another
ticket that day.

No, I would have shown up.

Why?

Well, if he booked them together.

Now, remember the same family. Say they
weren't. Say it was another name. He

just handed over their ticket and
cancelled on their behalf.

Have you got the ticket number there?

Yes.

Okay, we'll check the numbers either
side. It's the most logical place to

There you go.

Ticket cancelled the same day, same
place.

Booked in the name of Jane Mitchell,
Flat 4, 26 Park Road, Shepherds Bush.

Thank you.

Miss Mitchell?

Yes. You don't know me, but I'm looking
for this man.

Do you know him?

What do you want?

I want to find him.

Are you from the police?

What makes you ask that?

No, I'm not.

Who is he, Miss Mitchell?

It's Sam.

Samuel Morris.

Oh.

I see.

Do you mind if I come in?

Thank you.

I didn't know him very long.

He was charming.

He had a way with words.

I thought he meant what he said.

What did he do for a job?

He imported things.

Antiques, mostly, from India.

And he was going to take you there, was
he, on the way to Australia?

Yes.

I haven't been home for five years.

He had a business in Goa, and we were
going to spend Easter there.

He booked us a beautiful hotel right on
the beach.

He said it was the sort of place where
the whole world falls in love.

And what happened?

I was in Hammersmith.

Two days before we were due to leave.

I'd never been to India, and I finally
found a fellow who... Anyway, I was

daydreaming, and I stepped in front of a
car.

I was in hospital for a month.

What did he do?

He came to visit me the first day.

He was very angry.

I never saw him again.

Where did he live?

Miss Mitchell.

In Wimbledon.

I never went there. He used to come
here.

He said it was being renovated.

How did he know you were in hospital?
You say that he visited you.

My girlfriend telephoned him.

Do you still have the number?

874 -2306.

Thank you.

Did he ever give you something,
something quite special and quite

He made a big deal of it.

It was for the trip.

I'll show you.

Just things we did together.

God.

Silly, isn't it? No, it's not silly.

I can't forget him.

Oh, yes, you can. Let me show you
something.

What is it?

A death sentence.

For heroin.

We didn't lose him. Don't ever think
that.

We saved your life.

Nothing on Samuel Warren.

The exhibit, which I doubt. He doesn't
mean anything to us.

As for the phone number, it's registered
to a private company.

That's the address.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, excuse me. I think I must have the
wrong address. I'm looking for Mr.

Samuel Morris.

No, there's no Morris around here.

There's one in Larkham Square, but he's
a William.

That's strange. I was told number two.
Are you sure? No, no, it can't be number

two. That's Mr. Rogers.

Oh.

Yeah, that's him.

Hey, look, what's going on?

I've no idea. Someone must have their
lines crossed. I'm supposed to interview

the man.

Oh, you're from a paper, are you? Yeah,
Country Life, actually.

Is Mr... Mr Rogers a... Is he an antique
dealer?

Oh, no, he works for an airline.

Oh, antiques on the side, I suppose.

Air India, is it?

Could be.

He's always going there.

Let me guess, you're going to tell me
that's where he is now, right?

Probably. I saw him get into a cab.

He had luggage with him. When?

The day before yesterday.

Thank you.

It's all right, Gordon.

Hello?

Hal, it's Richard. I've just heard from
the other side. They've set a date for

the trial.

When?

They're not hanging about. Two weeks.

How are you going?

But now he's gone again.

Where?

Goa.

The bastard's in Goa. I know it.

How's the tree, Emma?

She's all right.

Mandy Engle's, you know, the seven
kilos.

Yeah? Well, her trial's over. Everyone's
waiting for the verdict. I think that's

on Cat's mind.

Yeah. How did it go?

The boy should be okay. He obviously
doesn't know what's going on. She

guilty, which should help her, but I
think it depends on how tough they're

to play it.

You don't sound very confident.

I'm not.

His stomach was still in parts. I wanted
to help.

No. I can't execute a kid like him.

Kiss the king's ass and beg for mercy.

When do you have to decide?

Get awake.

I've already decided.

I want it over.

The king's going to help us.

He's going to do it whether we've
appealed or not.

Hoping you might be able to help me, I'm
trying to find this man.

Can I be of assistance, sir?

Yes, do you know him?

He stayed here twice.

Once as Mr. Rogers and the other as
Reagan.

Strange, isn't it?

Different girls both times.

You know how it is.

Is he here now?

No, not for several weeks.

Probably his wife found out.

Yes. Thank you.

No,

I have never seen him before No, I don't
think I know him

He checked out.

When? About half an hour ago.

Where to?

The airport.

What name?

Regan? Rogers?

Morris?

Hurry, please.

Stanton.

Stanton? That's right. His name's
Stanton.

Thank you. Sir,

have a nice flight.

Thank you. We're sailing well.

Excuse me, I'm looking for a man, a
passenger. The name was Stanton.

If you would just wait a moment, sir. I
can't wait. Help me.

Please, will you just check in your
computer? Any flight in the next hour,

man calls himself Stanton.

Please.

I'm sorry, can I... What is it, master?

What seems to be the matter, sir? Sir,
that man over there in Thailand has a

drug charge.

What's his name?

He's calling himself Stanton.

Look in your card. See if there's a
Stanton.

You're making a mistake. There's no
Stanton. Must be a different man. No

mistake. It's just a different name.

What name?

Well, I... Who are you?

I'm a solicitor. Is there a warrant for
that man?

No.

You said a charge. What charge?

I was wrong. There's no charge.

I'm sorry. I made a mistake. I thought
for a moment that I was wrong. I'm

Where did he go?

Oh, God knows.

Bombay, Australia.

What about the police?

Oh, very helpful. They almost arrested
me.

I don't know. I'm trying to think.

Hal, I've some bad news.

Mandy Angles and her brother were both
sentenced to death.

Hal?

I heard.

I'm moving.

I rang Grace Brothers.

They just couldn't do it.

They're frozen up and then rude.

Up to the king now.

No, not that.

Give it to me. I don't want the bloody
thing. It's mine. We need it.

I'll leave it to you and me will.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I like it.

Everyone's acting like it's the bloody
Lions Club.

You didn't get to meet the governor.

Are you really okay?

I don't know.

I'll get to see him in a minute.

At least you won't have to look after
him.

They won't do what you watch. They
won't. No, of course they won't.

Night of the Bull.

King's going to arrive with a glass
slipper.

I'm going to be the new Miss Twilio.

Oh, it's really nice, Esther.

Lucky charm.

Is it bulletproof?

In the Dharma, it says, better than a
hundred years, not considering how all

things arise and pass away is a single
day of life if one considers how all

things arise and pass away.

Tell me better.

I touched him, damn it. Another yard and
I would have.

But I didn't.

All I did was to confirm my early
suspicion that he's a good deal cleverer

I am.

It's not over yet.

Well, it's good as, unless you've had
more luck than I have.

All the evidence seems to be against us.
The government's cracking down.

I've been up to my ears in precedence
and I can't find one to support our

And we don't have a witness.

Except perhaps for you.

Maybe we can't deliver Archie Regan, but
we can produce someone who knows

exactly how he works.

You said yourself you almost touched
him.

That's not a defense.

Courts don't believe in shadows. They
want substance.

Yes, I know we're a little short in the
substance department, but we're going to

have to give them whatever we can.

You're going to have to stand up there
and tell the court everything you know

about how this man operates.

It won't be easy, but I'll lead you
through it. Now, somehow, we've got to

them believe the truth.

How can I persuade a court that he even
exists? I don't know his name. He's not

on any police records. He's a phantom.

Yes, it's flimsy.

Now, if you and I can introduce even the
slightest uncertainty into the mind of

just one of those judges, that it's not
Katrina but Aki Rogan who's responsible

for the contents of that bag, then
maybe, just maybe, we have a case.

Believe me, there's nothing else.

You may write if you wish.

Who to?

Anyone you want.

Thank you.

Won't you buy me a Mercedes

Benz?

My friends all drive Porsches.

I must make amendments.

Work hard all my lifetime.

No help.

From my friends.

Oh, Lord.

Won't you allow me?

A mercy it is then.

Ma 'am.

You.

Yes, you.

For you.

You, Katrina Stanton, are charged under
Article 5,

Chapter 12 of the Narcotics Act for
exporting 2 .4 kilograms of pure heroin

for the purpose of distribution.

It's not guilty.

Are you ready to give your testimony?

I call

on Major

Sarah.

I swear to tell the truth.

I swear to tell the truth. I swear to
tell the truth. I swear to tell the

I swear to tell the truth.

I swear to tell the truth.

I swear to tell the truth.

I swear to tell the

truth.

Criminal Court of Backcourt now partners
down this judgment in the name of His

Majesty the King. The court is here to
examine all the evidence and has come to

the conclusion that the defendant is
guilty of exporting heroin narcotics for

the purpose of extradition.

The court hereby sentences the defendant
to death.

And giving intelligence to the enemy.

The court finds you, Captain Harold
Stanton. Beauty, beauty, and sensuality.

March out.

It's important that we don't see this
decision as being final.

We're lodging the appeal, of course. I
did the documents overnight.

It's being typed now, so with a bit of
luck, it should be there by this

afternoon.

Now, I think we ought to hire a Thai
lawyer.

There's a couple I know who are very
well connected. We might need their

If it goes to the king, you mean?

Well, I'm very confident of the appeal.
I'm very confident indeed.

But just in case, there's no harm in
being cautious.

Oh, I brought you some things.

There's a friend of mine, she's a
doctor, she's told me which ones.

There's some sleeping pills. Now,
they're quite strong, so no more than

And this is a sedative. No.

Don't let me keep them.

Well, if there's anything else you need,
just let us know.

We'll be coming every day.

Does my father know what's happened?

Well, I'm sure he reads the newspapers.

We're both tired. We both live here.
There's no point in running down the

They're only doing what governments all
around the world have to do. They're

trying to reconcile the law with
religion.

Well, either the law is wrong or God is.
Either life is sacred or it isn't.

Can't have it both ways. Forget it, Hal.
I don't need an argument about capital

punishment. Not now.

Because you believe there wouldn't be a
problem if everyone obeyed the law.

That's right. They wouldn't. I've seen
the law at work, Richard. I saw it in

that jail 40 years ago. According to the
Japanese, what they would do is

perfectly legal.

I'm going home and I'm going to bed. I
suggest...

You do the same. At least they weren't
hypocrites. They didn't have any levers,

no blindfold.

Kneel them down, bend them over and
over. Shut up, Hal. It's not the time

it.

I never told you the end of it.

I know the end. You were cashiered.

No, that was just a postscript.

As I told you, they were captured and
executed the same day.

The date was the 5th of August, 1945.

Doesn't that date mean anything to you?

No.

The following day, at 8 .15 in the
morning, a plane called the Enola Gay

over a Japanese city.

It dropped a bomb.

A single bomb.

I doubt if anyone in Hiroshima even saw
it.

Thirty seconds later, the war was as
good as over.

Three years of starvation, cruelty, the
most dreadful deprivation.

Three years.

And they died for the sake of one day.

And that was the end of it.

They wanted it so much, just to be free.

Five days later, we all were.

That morning we woke up, the Japanese
were gone. It was all over.

Everything forgotten.

The war, prisoners, their version of the
law.

All over.

Everything.

Just...

Richard.

Richard!

Look, you're going to bed.

I'm writing for the Australian
government, asking them to intervene.

It's another argument, Hal. I don't have
the energy.

There's a way out, or at least half a
way.

What are you talking about?

Those men I was telling you about.

They found their way down to a series of
chambers. They'd been tunnelling. They

were as good as out, except for me.

Next day, Hiroshima was levelled. The
Japs didn't have time to do anything

it. They just put a guard on it and left
it, and then the war was over.

It's over for 40 years, Hal. Anything
could have happened.

Well, of course it could, but it's a
better bet than any appeal.

No, Hal, no. You haven't even thought
about it. I don't have to. I'm a lawyer.

We follow the law.

We go to appeal. We petition the
government.

You can petition the Pope for all the
good it'll do.

You know yourself, all bets are off.

Next week or next month, it'll be our
turn. It's the law, Hal. It's how I've

been raised.

It's all that we've got. It's all that
stands between us and chaos. The law.

what if the law is wrong?

Well, that's better than the jungle.

Is she innocent?

Well, come on, Richard, you're never
slow to sit in judgment. What's your

verdict? Is she innocent or not?

Of course she is. But you're happy to
sacrifice her to the law.

That's not true, and you know it. I'll
tell you what's true, Richard.

You're twisting and turning.

You're trying to grab onto something
that'll stop you having to face this

You're using the law as a shield,
Richard, just as I once hid behind the

of my men.

The truth is I wouldn't stand up and say
this is wrong.

I didn't do it because I didn't have the
courage to do it. And let me tell you

this, Richard. You walk away tonight.

You let some great injustice occur and
not raise your hand in anger, and it's

going to become part of you. For the
rest of your life, you're going to wear

like a hump on your back.

And sometime, when you think it's gone
and forgotten, it's going to rear up out

of the belly of your past and strike you
down.

It's going to strike and strike until
there's nothing left.

Nothing left.

But ruins.

Turn around, Richard.

Look at me.

You see this?

Do you see what fear can do to a man?

You said half a way out.

If we are going to do it, you'd better
tell me the rest.

There was a dumb waiter, you know, a
small lift. The shaft had been blocked

years ago until one of the men found a
way down into it.

Where did it go?

Originally, it brought food from the
kitchen, that's what the chambers were

before they were sealed off, up to the
hospital.

Hospital? Where's the hospital?

Wait a second. Now, you see, what they
did was they came down the shaft, into

the kitchen.

It was all like a game at first, until
one of them realized that the entire

place was built on a mudslab.

Somewhere underneath the jail, there had
to be a drainage system leading

straight to the river.

They worked between patrols.

two hours a night, digging up the
concrete floor.

It took them two months, and then they
found it.

A storm water channel running right
underneath the kitchen. It went straight

down to the river.

Then you stepped in.

Yes. The rest you know.

What's the state of it now?

I mean, surely it's been sealed up.

Well, just the entrance, that's my
guess. You know the ties.

They won't have done a proper job.

Anyway, it was the end of the war. It
was chaos. They'll have just patched it

up. And forgot about it.

Even so, it's a hell of a gamble.

No, it's not, Richard. That's the beauty
of it. Not compared with the

alternative. I mean, what chance have
you got against a machine gun?

You said before half way out. What do
you mean?

Well, you asked me where the hospital
was.

That's the other half.

It's in the men's section.

Oh, that's a small point, Hal.
Nevertheless, I think you'll agree it's

significant one. Especially if you're a
woman. What do you suggest?

Sex change?

I suggest you apply your mind to it.
That's what I suggest.

An hour ago, we had an execution.

Now we've got this.

There's got to be a way to get her in
there. Damn it, it's a hospital, isn't

I want the rest of Mandy's things.

Why? Just the memory.

You know how it is.

I tell you how it is.

One life finish and other life begin.

Better for her next time.

Better for you too, fine.

There isn't a next time. One life,
that's all you get.

So why you waste it?

I haven't.

Not yet.

I'm innocent.

Not what court thing? The court's wrong.

You want all her things?

Yeah, all of them.

Happy memories.

We want love.

Have you lodged the appeal?

Yes. It won't do any good, but we need
the time. I mustn't be transferred, not

yet. What's happened?

I've made a decision.

Any way I can, I'm going to fight.

What does that mean?

It means it's up to me now.

I'm not waiting for any appeal. I'm
going to get out of here.

I don't know where you get it. My God,
you've got guts.

You're not going to argue?

There's a chance.

A slim one, admittedly, but as Bill
says, any odds are better than a machine

gun.

We have a plan.

What part of the plan?

I might have been saying to myself,
they're going to try and talk me out of

this. Well, I've already tried that with
Bill. It didn't work, so you've got him

to thank for this.

And for London and Goa. I never thanked
you for that either.

Thank me all you like, if this works.

Somehow we've got to get you into the
men's section.

I can get to the hospital.

I've already thought about that.

No, you can't. Richard checked it this
morning.

Checked what?

The American girls complained, if you're
a female, you now get sent to the

hospital at Chiang Tai.

Then we've got to find another way.

Listen, would you just listen? I can do
it.

How? Three times a week, early in the
morning, that's all.

You sure?

Mandy used to take me there. We used to
visit her brother.

I've done it. I've worked right past the
hospital, but I can only do it from

here. Once I lose the appeal, they move
me to death row. I can't get out of

there. When's the appeal?

Well, any time. It's up to them.

So, I get to the hospital.

What then? We're having a plan of the
prison drawn up by someone who

an escape route many years ago.

Who?

Oh, just an old friend. He was a
prisoner here during the war. We were a

group of them, really, and they almost
got away. We had a drink together and he

told me about it.

You mean my father, don't you? No. Yes,
he means Hal Stanton.

So he's finally going to help me, is he?

It would seem so, yeah.

Will it work?

Bill? The first idea.

It's worth a try.

Hi, Angeline. Did Nook ring?

No, sir. I phoned her.

Good. And hold the calls.

I'll try and do some fishing tonight.

What for? Tunnels?

Yes.

I'll hire a boat. Have a look at it from
the river.

Don't hire it. Buy it. No, better still,
get Nook to do it for you.

We'll have to use someone else's name.

We'd have to get a passport or some sort
of travel documents.

Yes, I've already thought of that.

That's your sister's. She's five years
older, but I think it'll do. We'll have

to get the photo changed.

Yes, we can get that done. Nutt will
know someone for sure.

What if things go wrong?

Well, you wander into my office every
day. I'll just say you stole it.

Everyone will believe you. That's the
hurtful bit.

Good day.

I said no calls.

It's Mr. Anand, sir. Oh, yes. Put him
through.

It's the appeal.

When?

Monday. Well, I'll be applying to have
it put back.

They've rejected it.

Oh,

has it indeed.

Goodbye.

Understood?

Yes.

I'm going to get started.

Aunt Sheely, will you get Qantas
Airlines, please?

Right away, sir.

Tide's running, Richard.

We can't stop it. She's got to go as
soon as possible.

Yes. What about yourself?

I don't want to be around when they come
looking.

One stay in Lumja is enough for any
lifetime.

You'd better go with her.

Yes, I'd like to, but you see, I'm
frightened that someone might pick up on

That's all we need to run into Major
Sarah at the airport.

I'll find another way out.

It'll be strange. It's been a long time.

It has indeed.

What, 20 years?

You were a mere boy.

And you were this funny man who drank a
lot and sang songs from South Pacific.

Some things never change.

I'll miss you.

And now you.

You've been a good friend, Richard,
these last months, the best that any man

could ask for.

Listen to us. You think we got her out
already?

Now, I want to say this. Later on, we
may not have time. I want to say thank

you, Richard. Thank you for everything.

Not at all, Hal. It's been a privilege.

It's been a real privilege to have
travelled with you.

It's Qantas, sir. It's Qantas.

I want details of any flight to
Australia next week.

Just the thing.

Vitamins, shampoo, soap, magazines. We
haven't got much time.

Concealed inside here is a map of the
route with plans.

There's also a torch inside there. I've
already got a torch.

I've got a spare.

So when do we do it?

As soon as we can.

Okay, I need a practice run on Friday.

There's no time. The appeal's set for
Monday.

But I've already told you I can only do
it three days. Monday, Wednesday,

Friday.

One shot at it on this Friday.

No, two shots.

Tomorrow's Wednesday. Go then. If it
doesn't work out, you've still got

Yeah, you're right. Okay. Say it works.
What then?

In Australia.

Pass me. It'll be ready.

Put these on.

When will they realise what time
exactly? In the mornings. 6 .15.

6 .15 is fine. There's a plane at 8 .20.

We'll be at 35 ,000 feet by the time
they've worked it out.

So, tomorrow, what do you think?

We'll be waiting.

Good.

How about it?

No help.

Ten minutes.

Two hours.

God willing, she should be in the men's
section by now.

Long is the way and hard that out of
hell leads up to life.

It's Milton.

Paradise lost.

Like most things you learn in school, it
takes a long time before you understand

what it really means.

You know she's not coming, don't you?

It didn't work.

What have they done?

They changed the time, I guess.

Why didn't you tell me?

No profit in that.

So when do they do it now?

Same day, six o 'clock in the morning.

Will it stay that way?

I'll let you know if change.

Maybe.

Possibly.

Definitely.

The garbage detail's 6 a .m. now.

Is that as far as you've got?

Yeah.

So we still don't know what happens
after the hospital.

We assume it's okay. What else can we
do?

It better be. 6 a .m.

Lane leaves at 8 .20. That means you've
got to be in the boat by... The latest,

by 6 .15. They'll be looking for you.

Well, they can look all they want.

I'll be there. One chance. That's all we
get.

All we need.

Set them up, dealer.

I'm a friend of Mandy.

Who and Mandy?

Yes. Who and Mandy?

Oh, who and Mandy.

Okay.

Yes.

Nam Theobald.

Nam Theobald.

Good night.

Good night.

608.

It's just the wake -up alarm.

Where is she?

Thank you.

There's a new close, briefcase,
passport, everything we can think of.

We have to die.

An hour and 40 minutes call plane
leaves. Right.

No luggage?

No.

On his walking leg. Sorry.

That's fine.

No immigration.

Ten left, gate two. Better hurry.

Passport, please.

Look, the plane's leaving, officer.
There's no time.

Passport now.

No luggage.

It's been checked through. Officer,
we've got ten minutes before...

How long have you been in Thailand?

Two days.

You don't like it here?

No, it's not that. It's just that I'm
passing through, and so... She came to

visit me.

Who are you?

Her father.

You better hurry.

Have a nice trip.

Go. Go now. Go quickly.

Run.

Oh, Mr. God, this is for you.

Come, Joe.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Nice gun.

disease.

Operator, could you put me through to
the police?

Detective Suresh.

I missed you at the beach.