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Now that calm and sanity have
returned to the textile industry,

I feel it my duty to reveal something of
the true story behind the recent crisis-

A story which we were happily able to
keep out of the newspapers at the time.

The trouble began- Not in
my own mill, I'm glad to say-

But during my visit to the mill
owned by Michael Corland,

Which manufactures an artificial
fiber, similar to my own.

Corland is
a personable young man,

Who seemed to have impressed
my daughter.

He was also anxious
to impress me,

With the idea that his mill was
a sound financial investment.

Output is excellent. Six
million yards of filament a day.

- How many?
- Six million.

That's right,
isn't it, Hill?

- Six million feet.
- Yes, Mr. Corland.

- Feet, of course.
- Of course.

Good morning. I'm lunching here
with Mr. Corland and my father.

They're still looking
around the mill, Miss Birnley.

Would you care to wait
in Mr. Corland's off-

Um, Michael. Hello, daddy.
Good morning, Mr. Hill.

Now, now, Daphne,
please don't interrupt.

I'm having a most
illuminating tour. This way?

- This way, Mr. Birnley.
- Oh, this way. Thank you.

- How's it going?
- Sticky.

- Why, what does he say?
- Oh, nothing. That's the trouble.

Oh, that's only his
"kingpin of industry" act.

"Forty glorious years in textiles".
Don't let it get you down.

I'm sure he'll put up
all the money you want.

- Sorry... Sir.
- Come on. Come on.

Of course, it's hardly up
to what you have at Birnleys.

Quite.

Eh, for instance, Sir,
if you'd step this way.

Mr. Green, perhaps
you would show Mr. Birnley...

The latest thing
you've been working on.

Just a moment, Green.

Thank you.

What's this?

I really couldn't say,
Mr. Birnley. Mr. Green,

Perhaps you would explain. Gladly.

Well, it's, uh-

Obviously, it's, uh-

Mr. Wilkins?
Yes, Sir.

- Is, uh, this yours?
- No, Sir.

Harrison?

- Yours?
- No, Sir.

I thought it was... his.

Well, does it matter,
really?

Merely a matter of
interest. Fotheringay?

Could you spare us
a moment?

What is this?

Don't you know?

I think it was
a special job.

Who for?

Come along. Come along.
Who authorized it?

Apparently you did.

Really, Mr. Green, you must know
whether you did or did not.

What does it matter, anyway?
I think you're being very ru-

There must be some quite
ordinary explanation.

It's ridiculous. The thing
can't have grown there.

Mr. Hill, will you please
find out what this is about?

Yes, Sir. Green, check with
the accounts department.

Of course. Take them
the order number.

Uh, very good, Sir. Right away,
sir".3-7-8-2-5. 3-7-8-2-5."

"3-7-8-2-5.
3-7-8-2-5."

I'm so sorry. I really
shouldn't start asking questions.

- On the contrary. Shall we lunch?
- Yes.

- I think you've seen just about
everything. - Yes, I think I have.

"3-7-8-2-5."

Here it is.

£4,000?

But spent on what?

Hydrogen, Sir.
Heavy hydrogen.

This is absolute nonsense!

Oh, for heaven's sake!

I want to aim
at materials and designs,

Combining the strength
and simplicity...

Of the old english hand loom
weavers, with the color and fire...

Of the flemish
or provençal.

- Now, if I had an extra hundred thousand
- Ahem.

- Excuse me, Sir.
- After lunch, Hill.

- It's very urgent.
- After lunch, Hill!

Where was I?

Well, you mustn't let us
keep you from anything vital.

No, it's nothing.
Nothing.

What is it, Michael?

It's nothing. Excuse
me, will you, please?

So I told him.

- Mr. Wilkins!
- Yes?

Mr. Corland wants you.
He's in accounts.

Mr. Harrison!

They want you, too,
in accounts.

Excuse me. Could you tell me
where Mr. Corland is please?

Stratton!
Mr. Corland wants you!

No, Mr. Corland, you're
not firing me. I resign.

I'm not a cheat, nor a swindler. I did
what I did because there was no other way.

I may have had just a menial
job here, but at cambridge,

They gave me a first
and a fellowship.

I would be there still if they
hadn't been so shortsighted.

Just as you are and all
the others I've worked for.

But one day, there'll be
someone with real vision.

I shall have a laboratory
given to me.

A proper laboratory,
with really modern equipment.

And assistants of my own.
No, don't interrupt me.

It's small minds like yours that
stand in the way of progress.

But this is too big a thing,
bigger than you-

I see you've been discharged
from your last six positions.

- Seven.
- Oh.

Oh, well, perhaps
a change in environment might-

Oh, no, it must be
a textile mill.

- I see there's a vacancy at the
Birnley mill, but - Birnleys?

- Yes, but...
- They have a research lab, haven't they?

I'm afraid this hardly suits
your qualifications.

- They want a works laborer.
- Oh, that'll suit me.

- That's a nice place to
leave it, isn't it? - Sorry.

- Sorry.
- Don't mention it.

- You've got it loaded too heavy.
- Have i?

You want to leave it
so you can see over the top.

Oh. Yes, of course.
Thanks.

- New, aren't you?
- Uh, yes.

- Never worked in a mill before?
- Oh, yes, several.

I know.
Leave school,

Into the first blind
alley job that comes along.

Too old for that.
Into another and another.

By the time you're 30,
what are you?

Flotsam floating on the
flood tide of profits.

There's capitalism
for you.

It wasn't quite like that.

I got a scholarship
to Cambridge.

But you hadn't got
the old school tie.

Oh, you can't tell me.
Discrimination.

I've seen plenty. Where
were you going with this lot?

The loading bay,
I think they call it.

You were going the wrong
way anyhow. It's down there.

Tea up.
Better leave it.

Oh, tea? No thanks.
I think I'd rather-

Tea break!
We had to fight for it.

Just a moment.

Look, uh, we'd better help you
with it. It's very delicate.

Yes, Sir. Pete, give
us a hand with this.

And get these gentlemen
some overalls.

Well, where's sid?
Sid!

Sid!
No, no, quite wrong.

Sid!

Where's it got to go?
Up to the lab.

It's an electro- And electrola-
An electron microscope.

Ah, at last! We'd better
go and check this over.

Mm, it's a beautiful job.

No, no!

You must have the gun filament off
before you switch on the projector,

Otherwise you're liable to put
4,000 volts through the cathode...

And blow it to bits.

Quite.

That's the specimen stage
I suppose.

The intermediate alignment
section. This is the specimen stage.

Of course.

It seems to be all right. If
the chief's satisfied, we'll go.

I don't suppose you could
spare someone for a while,

Just till we get
the hang of it?

What, me? Well, not
necessarily you yourself.

One of your assistants,
perhaps.

Well, I see.

Well, I-I think perhaps
I might manage it.

In fact, it might
be quite convenient.

You sure you're
not too, uh, busy?

There are a few things,
of course, but...

If while I'm here, you could
let me have a corner of a bench.

Oh, certainly, certainly. Uh,
see to that, will you, wilson?

I couldn't say,
I'm sure.

All right, love. Tell
her she can pay it friday.

He didn't say nothing
this morning.

Sid, what's all this?
Harry says you've quit.

- Oh, yes, yes.
- Why?

- Well, you see, I-
- You didn't get sacked?

- Oh, no, no, no.
- Then, what happened?

Well, I've got the chance
of another job.

- Where?
- At Birnleys, too, in a way.

- You haven't quit, then?
- Yes and no.

I got the chance of working in
the laboratory. It's a better job.

- Oh, yes, much.
- And more money?

Well, I shan't actually
get paid for it.

What? We'll see about
that. Scab labor. Huh.

- The works committee had better hear
about this. - But I don't want to get paid.

- Not want to? - I don't care whether
you want to get paid or not.

- You've got to get paid. - Bertha, you
mustn't do that. It'll ruin everything.

It's only for a few weeks.
I promise you.

What are you going to
do for money?

I was going to speak to you
about that, Mrs. Watson.

I know it's a lot to ask, but... if I
could owe you the rent for a couple weeks-

Only the rent-
I shan't need any food.

- You'll not need food?
- Oh, I'll get that somewhere.

Of course you can stay,
Mr. Stratton.

Thanks very much,
indeed.

Sid, are you in trouble?

No. Everything's fine.

I've... got some money
in the post office.

Not very much, but you
could have it if you need it.

I can get most of
what I need at the lab.

But if there are a few oddments,
I'll let you know. Thanks.

Anytime.

I'm even glad, Michael.
You get no money from father.

All right. I'm freer to say we'll
get married as soon as you like.

You're- You're very sweet,
but I'm not going to let you.

What do you mean, Michael?

I wouldn't dream of letting
you marry me in a fit of temper.

Not until you can do it
in perfectly cold blood.

Well, I must be off.

I have to look around
in some other direction.

Daddy.

I thought you'd gone,
Daphne.

Father, I know what
you think about Michael.

You think all he wants
is my money.

Hmm. Mine. Well, it just
so happens you're wrong.

He's going to find some other
way to do all the things he wants.

Splendid!
And he still wants me!

Well, if you
want him, Daphne,

Then I'm very glad. So, now will
you change your mind about him?

Well, if that means- Will I invest in him
in spite of what I've seen of his mills- No.

Just because there was a lunatic
in the place, you blame him.

It might have happened
to anyone.

- In the Birnley mills, for instance?
- I'm sick of the Birnley mills...

And everything
connected with them.

And the sooner I leave home,
the happier I shall be.

Sorry.

Hey! Wait!

Well, all right.

Ah, Mr. Stratton. I don't
quite see your point about this.

Daddy, just a minute. I-

Miss Birnley!

Please don't tell your father.
You're working for him now.

How nice.
Does he know?

I can't wait to tell him.

- Miss Birnley! Look, Miss Birnley!
- Get off!

Just give me two more days. One even.
It's more important than anything.

It's going to
astound the world!

Look. You know about the problem
of polymerizing amino acid residues?

What did you say?

Look. You know what
a long-Chain molecule is?

- A what?
- Do you know what a molecule is?

No.

Something like an atom?
That's it!

Atoms stuck together.
In this case, like a long chain.

Now, cotton and silk and every natural
fiber is made up of these chains.

And recently we've learned to make
artificial fibers with even longer chains,

Such as, um,
rayon and nylon.

You've heard of nylon?

Well, I think I've succeeded
in the copolymerization...

Of amino acid residues
and carbohydrate molecules.

Both containing ionic groups.
It's really perfectly simple.

I believe I've got the right
catalyst to promote interaction...

Between the reactive groups at
the end of the peptide chains...

And the carbohydrate
combination,

While the charges of the ionic
groups will cross-Link the chains...

And confer valuable
elastic properties.

At high temperature
and pressure-

"... And give a molten liquid so that
there is a great probability of...

"Polymerization...

"To give a natural molecule
of a length great enough...

To confer spinnability".

Just wanted something
to read in bed.

Good night, daddy.

Well, after all, how the devil
can I do anything about it?

What's this?

Hey!

Here, I need that!

Terribly sorry.
It's very important.

Just a minute.
I'm using that.

- What's all this? - Where's Mr. Birnley?
I've got to see Mr. Birnley.

Mr. Stratton,
what's the matter?

- Mr. Hoskins, it's worked.
I've done it! - Done what?

The radioactive groups in
the fiber-forming molecules...

Haven't catalyzed
the internal rearrangement.

Not in the least. I thought the
polymerization would be sterically hindered.

But it wasn't. It wasn't.
Where are my notes?

- Mr. Stratton! - I'll see you later.
I've got to see Mr. Birnley.

- You can't do that.
- I've done it! I've done it!

Stop him!
Stop him!

Don't let him go!
Don't let him go!

- Nurse Gamage.
- I've got to see Mr. Birnley.

You're fired.
You understand? Fired!

You can't fire me. I
don't work here. What?

That's right.
He doesn't.

Now then?

Ah, sister!
Come here.

What's the trouble? He's
mad, that's the trouble.

A strong sedative,
that's what he needs.

Fantastic.

Utterly fantastic.

A lunatic, obviously.
Yes, Sir. Very odd, indeed.

I want to see Mr. Birnley. I can't
get any sense out of the rest of them.

It's terribly important.
Your name.

My name, it's... Stratton.
Sidney Stratton.

I work at the mill. That is,
I did work at the mill. Only I-

- You have an appointment?
- No, but you see, I know that-

It would have been better
had you made an appointment.

Mr. Birnley's busy now.
A meeting.

But I couldn't make
an appointment. Sorry.

Write a letter
or telephone.

There's no question
of it.

But, Mr. Birnley-

It's all very well between these four walls,
but what are the shareholders going to say?

£8,300 for sundries?

- What sundries? - Davidson
will be here at any moment.

Now, he should be able
to answer that.

Oh, Mr. Birnley's
expecting you.

No, please, listen.
Let me explain!

Please! Please!

What's all this?
Oh, it's nothing.

Please give this to Mr. Birnley.
I promise you he'll want to see me.

I expect my works manager to know everything,
Davidson, down to the smallest detail.

I should hardly call
£8,000 a detail.

Judging by the job numbers,
Mr. Birnley, Hoskins must know.

Well, who's Hoskins? Your
head of research, Sir.

Well, can you find his private
number, or is it too much to hope?

Oh, do try.

How can it be impossible?
I've got them here. But-

Let me speak to him.

- Oh, it's you.
- Hello. Have you done it?

- Yes, I have, but I-
- Come right in.

Look. Listen, I'm asking
you a simple question.

What is it, Knudsen?

No, I don't care what his name
is. I want to know what he-

Very well, then. You must
find him and send him up here.

No, certainly not.
Tell him to go away.

What do you mean,
you can't?

Well, you must know
his address.

Why, hang it all,
he's an employee.

Now, look here.
He said to go away.

- She's gone to fetch him. Really, she has.
- Daphne, have you gone mad?

I'm in the middle of a difficult meeting.
I don't know what you're talking about.

How can you
if you won't listen?

Whatever it is can wait
for half an hour.

This friend of yours
can't be so important-

No, don't, don't, don't!
Please, don't!

Ah, there you are at last!
Now listen to me.

I will not listen to
you. Get out! I won't.

Daddy!
Knudsen!

You're an irresponsible
young idiot. Knudsen! Father!

And you're a pompous and
ungrateful old ass. Oh!

- Sidney!
- Knudsen! Knudsen!

Knudsen!

No, father, listen to me. Knudsen!

If you think I'd give it to you, you must be
crazy, not if you were the last man on earth.

Even if I liked you, I wouldn't
give it to you if you went down...

On your knees and
begged for it. Knudsen.

I won't stay in your
house another minute. Oh!

You've made an idiot
of yourself, father.

And I'm delighted to say
you're going to regret it.

You need
a good spanking.

You don't even know
what he's done.

Well, apart from costing
me £8,000, what has he done?

He's made a new kind of cloth. It
never gets dirty, and it lasts forever.

Well, that's ridiculous.

Oh, it is, is it?

Do you know what
a long-chain molecule is?

Do you know what happens if one
makes one of infinite length...

With optimum
interchain attractions?

Do you know what it means?

It means that to break the fiber,
you'd have to split the molecule.

It means, for all practical
purposes, it would last forever.

And it has a surface charge
of static electricity.

It repels dirt.

That may be nonsense,
of course.

Maybe he hasn't really done it.
Maybe he's talking through his hat.

On the other hand,
maybe he has.

Maybe you're talking
through yours.

The point is
you don't know,

And you're too pigheaded
to find out.

£8,300.

They're bound
to ask questions.

Stratton, you're coming straight
away with me to see mister-

Ah, Hoskins. I've decided
to authorize Mr. Stratton...

To continue
his research here.

I'm sure I can rely on you
to give him everything he needs.

- Yes, Sir.
- Well, there you are, Sidney.

Well, you've got
your contract.

And you'll get
your equipment.

Now, is there
anything else?

- There is just one thing.
- Yes, my boy.

I've been thinking about the
possibility of... chain reactions.

And I think probably we
ought to... clear the lab.

Clear the lab?
Only as a precaution.

Secrecy, you mean?

Th-That too.

You're a shrewd boy.
See about that, Hoskins.

And you'll see that not a word gets
out about this, even in the mills.

Well, perhaps we shall have a little
surprise to spring on our competitors.

Yes.

Well, there we are.

Shall we try it now,

Or do you think we ought
to wait until after lunch?

Whatever you say.

Let's have a go now.

Oh, sorry.
Mr. Hoskins?

Next door.
Thanks.

Oh, Mr. Hoskins.

Good morning. I didn't know
where to find you at first.

Would you just okay these
for accounts, please?

It does seem an extraordinary
amount. I suppose it's necessary.

My dear king-

It shouldn't
have done that.

Accounts have sent us a
rough estimate, Sir. £18,749.

Mm-Hmm.
Might be worse.

Plus, two thousand to cover
the damage to the building.

What?

Oh, I see.

Anything else?
Yes, Sir.

Radioactive thorium!

Well, what does
he want that for?

What?

Shut the door. There's
another one due at any moment.

What is it all for,
exactly?

It's a lot of tomfoolery
if you ask me.

Hello, yes,
Hoskins here.

Manchester daily express here.

We heard there were some
accidents in the laboratory.

Explosion.

I just wondered
if there was a story in it.

Must be some stupid rumor.

Of course, we are making
some structural alterations.

But that's all.

Yes, right.
Good-Bye.

There's the-

Uh-Oh. There go
the fireworks again.

Good as blackpool,
eh, Frank?

Someone will get hurt
if it goes on.

If anyone does, it'll be sid. He's
the one who's taking all the chances.

And if you was any kind
of a shop steward,

You'd be getting him
danger money.

Fat lot he needs it.

Jumped out of his overalls
into a cushy job pretty fast...

And a cushy
pay packet too.

Well, whatever he gets,
he earns all right.

It's Birnley's pockets he's lining, or
they wouldn't have pushed him into it.

And a fat lot they care
if he goes through the roof.

Me too.

Well... here's hoping.

I must frankly admit
that I'm discouraged.

Very discouraged.

No one's allowed in, Sir.
Yes, I know.

Mr. Stratton's orders, Sir.
Mr. Birnley's orders.

He gave me
strict instructions, Sir.

I hardly think
that applies to us.

Well, what are
we waiting for?

Would you like to? It's easy. No.

It must have worked.

Were you here
just now?

Yes. Why? My dear
boy, what's the matter?

Nothing.
It's just that it worked.

Do you mean-
Just now?

Stratton,
you should have-

Davidson! Oh.

We've got it,
all right. Look.

We've got the answer,
Mr. Birnley.

We can go ahead now.

Fortunately there's a chemical
change at 300 degrees centigrade.

Hm. Quite remarkable.

We shall have to do
a little ground work on that.

Seven and a half.
Seven and a half.

- Though as you say,
- Thirty-Five.

We shall only need to vary the
intermediates to make a substitute for...

Wool, cotton, linen-
Whatever you please.

Yes, thirty-One.
Thirty-One.

And, of course, there's
the question of dyeing.

Excuse me.
Thank you.

At the moment,
the fiber's intractable.

It repels dye
just as it does dirt.

- But, uh-
- We shall have to, uh,

Introduce the coloring matter
at an earlier stage,

Left shoulder. While the
polymer is still in the melt.

Yes, seven.
Seven.

You won't find any
difficulty in stitching.

The needle will simply pass
through between the weave as usual.

If he could let me have
paper patterns of the suit.

- Paper patterns?
- Yes, I shall have to have, um,

Templates made and get
the pieces cut out for you.

Well, just as you wish. I suppose you
wouldn't prefer for us to cut them out?

Oh, I'm afraid
you wouldn't be able to.

Come in.

- Well, what's funny about it?
- It's just the suit.

It looks as if
it's wearing you.

It's still a bit luminous.

But it'll wear off.
Oh, no.

No? No, it makes you look
like a knight in shining armor.

- That's what you are.
- Me?

Don't you understand
what this means?

Millions of people all over the
world, living lives of drudgery,

Fighting an endless losing battle
against shabbiness and dirt.

You've won that battle
for them.

You've set them free.

The whole world's
going to bless you.

Unbreakable?

That's what they're saying,
Mr. Corland.

Green, is-
Is that possible?

Well, uh, if he's using
a heavy hydrogen,

He might get
a more complex molecule.

In plain language-
Yes or no?

It's, uh, possible.

I'm very grateful
to you, king. I-

I think the...
industry will be.

Get me Sir John Kierlaw.

Now, now, Davidson.

Hardly that, surely.

Well, as soon as
I have finished with the press,

I should like to see
the heads of all departments.

Yes?

One moment, please.

It's Sir John Kierlaw.

Sir John-

All right. I'll-
I'll speak to him.

- He's here.
- Here?

Michael.
So it was-

Oh.

No, no,
the asthma atomizer.

Now, some fool...

Has invented
an indestructible cloth.

- Right?
- Yes.

Where is he?
How much does he want?

I'm afraid we have Mr.
Birnley to contend with first.

As I understand it, Mr. Birnley intends
to manufacture and market this product.

- Certainly.
- Are you mad?

Well, I consider it
my duty to do it.

It'll knock the bottom out of
everything, down to the primary producers.

What about the sheep farmers
and cotton growers?

The importers and middlemen.
The big stores, even.

It'll ruin all of them! The
point. Let us stick to the point.

- What about us?
- Well, I'll admit some individuals...

May suffer temporarily.

But I will not stand
in the way of progress.

The welfare of the
community must come first.

You're not likely
to suffer much.

Michael, that's unworthy
of you. Sir John,

Surely you realize this is the
greatest step forward. Step forward?

Over a precipice.
It means disaster.

Disaster? Was the
spinning jenny a disaster?

Was the mechanical loom? For
those who didn't control them, yes.

Besides, they increased
output. This will finish it.

Just arriving now, Sir.

He's the one to make the complaint,
isn't he? Well, what's this?

- Worker's playtime?
- It's sid!

Look whose car.

- Sid!
- Hello, Bertha.

- Hello.
- What have they done to you?

Well, it's really
what I've done.

- We are just going to announce
it to the press. - Announce what?

- My new fiber.
- Mind!

Mr. Corland.
In Mr. Birnley's office.

It never gets dirty?

- And never wears out?
- That's right.

Now what do you think
of him?

- And you think they'll go
ahead with it? - Certainly.

You're not even born yet.

What do you think happened
to all the other things?

The razor blade
that never gets blunt.

And the car that runs on water,
with a pinch of something in it.

No. They'll never let your stuff
on the market in a million years.

He's right, you know.
Vested interest.

The dead hand of monopoly. It's
not like that at all, I assure you.

Everything's organized. We're
telling the newspapers this morning,

And then going right ahead.

But if this stuff never wears out,
we'll only have one lot to make.

- That's right.
- I've been looking everywhere for you.

First of all,
I want to apologize.

Didn't recognize a genius
when I saw one.

Excuse me, Sir. I
- I've just come from Mr. Birnley.

One or two things
he asked me to straighten out.

That's lovely. Six months's
work and that'll be the lot.

Every mill in the country
will be laid off.

It's Birnley's doing. Sidney
wouldn't invent a thing like that.

Something oughta
be done about it.

Something is gonna be done. We'll get
the works committee together for a start.

I don't want to
be selfish about it.

Later on, I might be able to
offer it to other manufacturers-

Under license. You want
us to cut our throats...

While you build up another fortune
in royalties on our dying efforts!

Well, after all, may I point out
that I control this process.

- Do you?
- Of course I do.

A sordid matter
of details, Sir John.

- Well? - Stratton's diary of his
first successful experiment-

September 15.

Stratton's contract
with Mr. Birnley-

October 1.

Sir John.

I expect he's on his way to us
now, but I'll just make sure.

The works committee?
I'm sorry, Mr. Birnley's busy.

No. No, no, no,
I can't interrupt him now.

No! No! Mr. Davidson,
wait! You can't go there!

Sir John Kierlaw.
Mr. Cranford.

- How do you do?
- Mr. Mannering.

- How do you do?
- Mr. Corland you know, of course.

This is Mr. Stratton,
gentlemen.

- What's this?
- A new contract.

Sign it, young man.

What was wrong
with the old one?

Well, this is
a big thing, Sidney.

Too big for one mill.

And so I decided it was necessary
to bring in these other gentlemen.

I see.

Yes?

Mr. Birnley, it's the
works committee. They say-

- No, no, I'm busy. - It's urgent!
It's about Mr. Stratton.

Mr. Birnley
will see them later.

I think
it's all in order.

Thanks.
Oh, that's ingenious.

- May I?
- Of course.

How much petrol
as against how much ink?

I really don't know.

There's just one thing-
Wilson, my assistant.

He's been a great help on this, and
I'd like him to get some of the credit.

Of course. We all realize the
value of Mr. Wilson's contribution.

I mean, when the results are published,
I'd like his name to be mentioned.

There may be a little delay
in publication, of course.

Delay? Oh.

Why?

You see, Sidney, we have to
wait till the right moment.

- Why not now?
- To announce it right away...

Might upset the delicate
balance of the market.

Would it?

But what happens when you
begin to sell the stuff?

Leave these problems
to us, Mr. Stratton.

- Just sign the document.
- Sir John's right, Sidney.

You are going ahead
with production?

Well, Sidney, I-

- I'd like to think this over.
- Young man, come here.

We need control
of this discovery.

Complete control. If you want twice the
amount in that contract, we'll pay it.

A quarter of a million.

- To suppress it?
- Yes.

Excuse me.

Wait! Now listen,
all of you!

Sidney! Sidney!

Stop him!

This is too much no, no, no,
wait. Wait, please, all of you.

- Yes, Mr. Birnley?
- S- S-Sidney, no!

- I beg your pardon, Mr. Birnley?
- Miss Johnson, there's a room-

Stop him!
Sidney, stop that!

Look here.
You can't-

Stop a minute!

Stop him!
Stop him! Stop him!

For goodness sake,
stop him!

Stop him. He-
He mustn't leave the mill.

- How can we stop him?
- By force.

- By force? - How else?
- I will not resort to violence.

If he sells to anybody
else, he ruins us all.

Then we must reason
with the boy.

How can we reason with him
when he's not here?

Yes, Sir?

This way, gentlemen.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Wrong floor!

Is he all right?

- Yes.
- Pity.

Any news of him?

He's up at Birnley's.

What did I tell ya?
Right in their pocket.

You've no right to talk like that.
Perhaps he can't help himself.

- They say he had a headache.
- Aye, sticks out a mile.

Birnley won't see the works
committee and sid can't face us.

There.

Mr. Stratton lives here?
Yes, but, uh-

Now he's going to
live with Mr. Birnley.

I've come to collect his baggage.
Also, to give you two weeks' rent.

Now who's right?

It's just as I told you.
Sitting right in their laps.

- Well, give me some figures.
- Fallen to what?

46.9?

No, no, no, no.
No, don't sell.

No, of course not. There's
not a word of truth in it.

Yes, yes. I'll be on
- On here till further notice.

Well, that's just
the beginning.

Hello, yes?

Yeah? Calcutta?
Tomorrow'll be a nosedive.

Just on these rumors. It's absurd.
There must have been a leakage.

- Well, you should know, you started the
first one. - It's no good your blaming me-

- You know very well - Sir John's right.
Let's keep to the point, shall we?

All right, put him on. There's only one
thing that will put the market together,

And that is a denial backed with suppression
- Total and permanent.

- Hello, Mottram. - How? We've already
offered him a quarter of a million.

Well, we can't keep him here forever.
There are one or two laws in the country.

I've got it. Maybe I should talk
to him, let him name his own price.

I think not, Michael.
I will-

Gentlemen! Gentlemen.

Knudsen? His door's
locked. The key's gone.

I have it, miss Birnley.

I'm sorry, miss Birnley.

No one goes in, he doesn't come
out. Mr. Birnley's instructions.

There's no sense in pursuing this boy
with money! It means nothing to him!

- What else could? - Yes, yes,
yes. Put him on, will you?

Women?

He didn't seem to me
to be the type.

It's often that type
that, um-

Very true. If we could
just find a friend of his.

I mean, someone who knew
the best way to talk to him.

Father?
What's going on?

What have you
been doing to Sidney?

Now, really, Daphne,
it's no concern of yours.

I want to know just exactly
what you've done to Sidney.

- W- Will you please-
- I'm sorry, father-

- This is a very important business
meeting. - Miss Birnley, just a minute.

Stand by the phone, will you?
I'll ring you back.

Um, miss Birnley, I take it you
know Mr. Stratton quite well?

How well?

We're very good friends.
Why not?

Why not? It may be
very useful to us.

I thought I told you-
Mr. Birnley?

Oh, it's for you.

- Hello?
- Sit down, miss Birnley.

No, Davidson, I cannot.

Miss Birnley,

We're trying to buy the world rights
to Mr. Stratton's new discovery.

But he doesn't seem
to trust us.

Doesn't he?
Why not?

Miss Birnley, you're the
daughter of an industrialist.

You must realize how
reckless exploitation...

Of anything new would upset
the delicate balance of trade.

You understand that?
I am beginning to.

Good. Good.

You want to suppress it.

But, gentlemen, if you aren't able to
persuade him, why should I be able to?

Uh, all men are susceptible,
miss Birnley.

I need hardly tell you that
you're a very attractive girl.

Thank you.

Tell them I'll
see them tomorrow.

Well, Michael,
what do you say?

It's a desperate
situation, Daphne,

For the whole industry.

Yes. Yes, I'm beginning
to realize that.

There's no need to explain
what's at stake.

When I tell you we've already offered
stratton a quarter of a million,

- You can see for yourself.
- I can, indeed.

But, since we're on the subject
of price, what do I get out of it?

- Miss Birnley!
- Daphne!

I haven't had much experience
with these sort of things,

But I've always understood
it was comparatively well paid.

Now, miss Birnley
- This isn't anything to joke about.

I suggest 2,000.

Aren't you rating
my value a little low?

Wouldn't 5,000 be fairer?

- Five thousand. Agreed.
- Agreed.

- It's a pleasure to do business
with you, Sir John. - Well, Daphne?

And about time too.

I want to
talk to you, Sidney.

I never thought
you would be on their side.

You may not believe me, Sidney,
but I want what's best for you.

I- I don't like this
any more than you do.

I hate this town.
The mill, everything.

People who think of nothing
but moneygrubbing.

- Don't you feel like that?
- Yes.

I want to
get away, Sidney.

I want to see something of the
world beyond this dirty little town.

To make a life for myself where there
are people who know the way to live.

Italy, maybe.
France?

Well, why don't you?

I can't.

But you could.
And you could take me.

How?

I know what they offered you. You
could live the rest of your life on it.

Go anywhere.
Do as you please.

And if you want me,
I'd come too.

What's wrong?

I'm sorry. No.

Not even if it means me?

- No.
- Thank you, Sidney.

What for?

If you'd said yes,
I'd have strangled you.

Now, we've got to get
that suit to the newspapers.

Show it to them
and tell them the whole story.

That will blow the lid off everything,
and they'll never get it back on.

But how?

Would you stake your life
on this?

You can issue a categorical
denial to the press.

The stuff does not exist.

It has never been invented.
It never could be.

There is no panic here
whatsoever.

Certainly Mr. Birnley
will confirm that.

No, no, no.
Good heavens, Davidson,

I told you to deal with them in
your own way. Yes, Mr. Birnley.

- They've come out. - What?
- On strike.

- Strike?
- They've got the whole mill out.

I tried to get you on the telephone,
but you kept on being engaged.

Well, you better get them back at all
costs. Otherwise, there'll be a landslide.

- Landslide?
- Now, Mr. Birnley, I-

- Then go and do something! - They want a
guarantee we're not going into production.

- But, we're not intending to. - Good heavens,
man, that's what we're out to prevent.

Yes, I know. But they won't
take one's word for anything.

Oh, this is insanity!

They're afraid of being out of work
and so they down tools. What am I to do?

Get them up here.

Up to the house.
I'll talk to them.

Well, what are you waiting for?

But what guarantee can we give
them? We don't control the thing.

Oh, I don't know.
Sir John-

It's only a matter of five pence.
You're very unreasonable.

- Excuse me. - Right?
- Can you let me have five pence?

No coppers at all.
Well, more would do.

I've got three and eleven, but I want four
and four. I've got to get to Manchester.

I could more than pay you back as soon
as I've done it. I could give you £100.

I've got some money at my digs.
Better get it then.

Kierlaw or anyone else.
And Frank'll-

It's Sid!
Hey! Wait for me!

Sid!

Sid, I want to
talk to you.

Can't talk now,
gotta find a shilling.

Sid, where are you going?
Your room's lent.

- Where's that vase?
- Who are you?

Sid, the room's let
to some old geezer.

Oh, I beg your pardon.
What's going on?

Will you please
kindly leave this room?

- Oh, Sid.
- Sorry.

Sid, I knew you'd
turn out right in the end.

- They tried to soften you up. - They locked
me in the attic. - Oh, you can't tell me.

Human life means nothing
to 'em, but you got away.

I must go now. Don't you worry.
They won't get at you again.

I'm going up to a meeting there now.
Wait till I tell them. What a trump card.

Thanks, Bertha. But there's
a train to Manchester at 8:13.

- Manchester? What for? -To give it to
the newspapers the whole story.

Here, wait a minute.
What story?

The whole thing. My invention and how people
tried to stop it. But they're not going to.

Sid!
Whose side are you on?

The same as you. Don't you
understand? They want to stop it.

So do we.

Sid, listen.
No, Sid.

Sid, don't go!

Sid-
Now, look, Sid. Sid!

Will you please stop?
Please, stop.

Stop it.
Stop it.

I'll fetch Mrs. Watson.

Here, you can't do that.
That's my room. Open that door.

Let me out of here.
Let him out of there.

Not likely. All right,
I'll fetch the police.

Hey! Wait a minute!

Let me out!

Bertha!
What's up?

Harry, stay here. Don't
let either of them escape.

Eh? Sid's gone mad. He
doesn't know what he's doing.

He's got us all
muddled up with Birnley.

This is beyond belief, gentlemen.
And if Sir John was suggesting...

What I could hardly believe
he could be suggesting-

Now, my dear Birnley,

Let your daughter deal
with stratton in her own way.

- After all, she went into it with
her eyes open. - Well, I didn't.

Yes? The works committee is here.

Oh, well-
Well, show them up.

N- Now, Birnley-
B- Birnley, listen-

Who is that?

It's me, daddy.

Daphne, I-I just wondered
if you were still there.

Yes, I'm still here.

Daphne, I-I want to
talk to you.

Not now, father.

Daphne.
Birnley, don't be ridiculous.

But she's locked in.

Crazy or not, we've got him.
We'll get some sense into him.

Daphne!
Open-Open the door, please.

Daphne, open this door.
Daphne!

No.

Knudsen?

Ladies and gentlemen, Sir John will
now explain to you the situation.

We're talking to Mr. Birnley.
No one else.

Mr. Birnley will be along
in a few minutes.

He better come now. And
we'll do the explaining.

You see, the boot's
on the other foot now.

Now that Sidney stratton's
with us.

W- With you?
That's right.

Sidney's apologies.

But, from now on, you'll just
have to, um, count him out.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Who's that?

- Well, what is it? - You know,
there's a man in that room.

I know that.
Well, he's got out.

Eh?

He went that way.

All right.

Thank you.

- Good-Bye. - Here, let
me out of here. Let me-

Listen!

What are we arguing for?
Nobody wants to market it.

- Quite right.
- My dear friends,

You must see that our bone
of contention is nonexistent.

Capital and labor
are hand in hand in this.

Once again, as so often in the past,
each needs the help of the other.

- Mr. Birnley?
- Yes?

- Can I speak to Bertha? - Who?
- Bertha.

Is somebody called Bertha?

- Who is it?
- It's me, Bertha, Harry.

- Harry, you... - I don't know how he did it.
There were bars on the window.

- And the kid said he got out.
When I went in, he'd gone! - What!

We'll get him
at the station!

Michael!

- Corland? Corland, you take
your car, I'll take mine. - Right!

- Frank, you're not going with them.
- They're not going without me.

They're not going to
take me for a ride.

Wait for me.
Wait.

Wait. Wait.

Okay, ducks.
Room for one more inside.

There he is!

- There.
- All right, boys, get after him.

The other way!
Cut him off!

There! Come on, lads.

There's a light
bobbing up and down over there.

That's not a light,
it's sid.

There he is!

Well, cheerio, Alf.

There he is!
After him, lads.

Come on.
After him!

Hey! What's the matter?

Dad! What've you
been doing?

Nothing.

Hello.

That way.

Here, don't you know
there's a strike on?

Now, listen, there'll only
be trouble if you stay here.

It's the stability.
It isn't stable.

Mrs. Watson,
have you got something?

My suit,
they can see me.

Why can't you scientists
leave things alone?

What about my bit of washing
when there's no washing to do?

There he is, lads!
There he is.

- There!
- There he is.

All right, lads. We got him.

The work,
it's coming to pieces!

We're saved!

Look! Look!

Sir John!
Sir John!

Look! Look!

Look, it's funny. Look!

Here, lad, wear this.

The crisis is over now.

The news of Sidney's failure
brought relief to the world.

I see.

It had been a hard and bitter
experience for all of us.

But we faced the future
with confidence.

We have seen the last
of Sidney Stratton.

I see.

At least, I hope
we've seen the last of him.