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(haunting dramatic music)

(haunting tense music)

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(haunting tense music)

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(tense music)

(clattering)

(suspenseful music)

- [Father] Jane you're late, where have you been?

' [Jane] Out!

(anxious music)

(suspenseful music)

(haunting music)

Do you like it?

(meowil19)

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

(tense music)

(thudding)

(thumpil19)

(knocking)

- Edith!

Edith!

Don't be late for dinner please!

You have, 12 minutes.

(engine revving)

- (mumbles) for the insurance merger was tucked away rather.

- [Father] No doubt the responsible papers

will give it space.

- Yes of course.

- Did you remember my commission?

The roll of canvas?

- Oh God!

- [Jane] Don't think he would be interested.

- I was interested.

(glass ringing)

- Please stop, Jane.

- Well I shall have to go.

Jane will come with me.

(glass ringing)

- Where did you go on your bicycle?

- [Jane] To see Eleanor.

- Eleanor, who is she?

- I can't keep on explaining who

my various friends are they're, they're just friends.

Not that I expect to keep my friends.

- Why not? - What?

- Why won't you keep your friends?

- [Jane] They get fed up paying for me.

- No I can't manage that. - Just a little piece

of breast.

- You've given me the leg.

- And some breast.

- Doesn't matter which part, I can't manage it.

(muffled chattering)

- I suppose there were times when wigs were fashionable.

- [Youth] Beastly how they demise you.

- Extremely expensive things.

Can you imagine the days when a man shaved his head,

and then crowned it with a lice-ridden wig?

- [Jane] Why lice-ridden?

- They were filthy, they had no conception of hygiene.

- Couldn't Jane take (mumbles) job?

I mean since you can't afford to give her any pocket money?

- She has everything she wants at home.

- Sooner or later she's going to work.

(mumbling)

- What qualifications has she got?

- [Edith] Lots of things.

- And she hasn't even got her (mumbles) here.

- There's no need for all young people to work nowadays.

Except for servants.

Now I think there should be, conscription.

For all young women, from 18 to 20,

as domestic help.

They might be more use to us then.

There'd be fewer cases of illegitimate birth, I should say.

- I'm not bloody interested in what you should say!

(doorbell ringing)

- She's congenitally deaf, that woman.

Answer the door will you?

- [Housewoman] What?

Well which do you want, the door or your (mumbles)?

- [Father] What?

- [Housewoman] Which do you want,

(door slamming) the door or...

- Bolshevism, below stairs.

- I could have told you.

(doorbell ringing)

- Jane, answer the bell will you?

(rain splattering)

- Your dad in?

- Yeah.

- Well I'd, like to see him.

- You'd be unpopular if you don't.

This is late coming up.

- [Man] Where were you?

- When?

- (mumbles), said you, dropped by the club this afternoon.

Didn't you?

(mumbles), I mean, my calling now.

- (mumbles), do you insist on seeing father?

- Yes I do.

- Well I'll tell him. - Well ask me in will you,

I mean it's damn wet!

- Just come in, don't be so bloody stupid!

It's Mr. Gregson from the golf club.

- Well what does he want?

- You. - Now?

(mumbling)

- Where is he? - In the hall.

Making a puddle.

- [Father] Well I'm going to eat my soup,

go tell him to wait in my study.

- In there.

Why don't you shave that thing off?

- Is the one with the moon face?

- [Jane] Yes.

- Gregson is a friend of mine.

- [Jane] (giggles) He's just kissed me.

- What do you mean?

- [Jane] I mean he grabbed hold of me and jammed his

great face into mine.

- [Youth] Rubbish!

- [Jane] He's got a mustache like a carpet sweeper.

(door slamming)

- Ah Gregson, sit down.

- Ah (mumbles). - We've just been

having dinner. - As I understand, yes.

- Well what is it my dear chap?

- Your daughter, stole, 50,000 (mumbles) and

18 and six in cash from the golf club center.

Would you like me to repeat it?

- You mean you saw her?

- No my secretary saw her.

- Did she personally? - Naturally.

- When? - Yesterday.

- Yesterday? - Yes.

- Why didn't you come yesterday?

- I didn't, er, was thinking about it.

- What the bloody hell was the safe doing open?

- What? - Are you going to tell me,

that she blew it up with jell-ignite?

- I was only out of the office for a few minutes,

there was no (mumbles) to expect this sort of thing.

- Do you usually kiss people who steal your money?

She said you kissed her just now.

I have no doubt it's not the first time.

- That's uh, ridiculous, that...

She'd better look out that girl,

she's going to be in trouble!

- She's 16. - So I believe.

- Do you deny it then?

- Certainly, I deny it. - I have no doubt

she will deny the theft.

- Well for God's sake!

I've told you, I've got my secretary's word for it!

- Well?

- Well, (mumbles), we're supposed to be friends--

- Of course.

_ 1f you just,

give me back the money, and no more need be said.

But it's got to be now, that's advance ticket money,

it should be put back straight away!

- YES.

(mumbling)

And that part of it, doesn't matter to me.

I will give you the money.

No kidding about this!

(mumbling)

- Thank you. - Keep away from her.

- What did you say? - My daughter.

Don't.

- Well I should like to, happily.

(mumbling)

Quite I, wouldn't...

Goodnight then, don't thank me, will you!

- [Father] Oh I do thank you, of course.

Very good of you, very good.

- Little bitch!

Little con...

(door slamming) - Coffee's cold I expect.

Jane pour me a cup will you?

- I'll go upstairs if you don't mind?

- You're not well?

What's wrong with the drawing room?

- I don't like the chintz.

- Chintz! - You chose it!

- What did he want? - Huh?

Oh Gregson, to sell me some dance tickets.

The man's indefatigable.

(haunting music)

(tense music)

(knocking)

- Come in.

- What makes you think that you can get away

with a thing like that?

Have you spent the money?

If not, just give it to me, please.

- [Jane] I haven't got it.

- [Father] Just give it to me, hmm?

' G0 away!

(shrieking)

(cane whipping) (shrieking)

(whimpering)

- [Father] That should stop you thieving again.

- What's she done this time?

- Stealing.

(Jane whimpering)

- Jane!

Jane!

Are you all right?

- [Jane] Yes.

(sobbing)

(tense music)

(eerie hypnotic music)

- [Father] Edith!

Edith!

Edith!

Edith!

- Edith! - Can't you sleep?

- [Woman] Edith!

- [Father] Edith!

- Edith! - Edith!

- [Woman] Edith!

You've been robbed, (mumbles)...

(ghostly whispering) (eerie hypnotic music)

- Killing (mumbles)... - Yes...

- YES... - YES...

- YES... - Edith, Edith...

Edith! - Edith!

(birds chirping)

- Did you shut the garden door, it's not all that warm.

- Yes of course.

Did you sleep well?

- Thank YOU, yes'

- [Father] Good morning Jane.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Good morning Rupert.

I wanted to see you before you left.

- Oh, why particularly.

- I wouldn't like you to think me a coward.

- Oh I don't think that.

- That's good then.

Can I have my money back?

- No you may not have my money back.

(Rupert crunching)

- Do you think you could manage to make less noise eating?

- [Rupert] The bacon's overdone.

- People seem to cross the Atlantic in

smaller and smaller things.

I can't think why they don't bicycle across.

- Why shouldn't they?

- Imagine what the insurance premium

must be on those things, racing yachts and so on.

Mind you I don't know the figures.

- Don't let's bother to find out, spread the load,

that's the principle of marine insurance.

And don't you ever forget it.

- I don't.

- Rupert! - Yes Mother?

- Would you get me the canvas today?

- Yes Mother.

- Try and get a decent bit of beef, for the weekend.

The butcher down there is hopeless.

While you were (mumbles).

' [Rupert] Yes sure,

he said he'd talk with you about the--

(door slamming)

- Did you approach Richardson about it?

- Should I have done?

- Well if he's handling it.

- With your help we could change the City Star.

It's dreadfully out of date in 1910.

- Possibly, but very sound.

- Let's kill him.

- You...

You're joking.

- I'm not joking.

(eerie haunting music)

(thumpil19)

(faint chattering)

- That's what he's for, isn't he?

Gonna cost a pile at least to have it

beaten out and re-spread.

(water splashing)

(knocking) Edith!

- Yes! (door rattling)

- Open it will you?

Edith!

- I'm changing!

- [Father] Where's Jane?

- [Edith] With me!

- [Father] I'll send the (mumbles) to her room!

' No!

- My clean shirts!

- Gone! - What?

- Your servants, gone!

(cat purrinQ)

- Sherry Mother? - No, thank you.

(tense music)

(rattling)

(haunting tense music)

- [Rupert] Nobody interested in (mumbles).

(mumbling)

Well a merger of course, what else?

The whole place was humming with it.

_ w ' Yes? hy, don't YOu

find it important?

Father would be (mumbles)...

Did he say he would or he wouldn't?

- [Woman] What Rupert?

(mumbling)

- Who touched my guns?

- [Rupert] Oh somebody touched them?

- YES.

Tell Jane to come down.

- [Edith] She doesn't want any dinner.

' RU pert?

- [Rupert] You're to come down.

- I'm not coming.

- [Rupert] Come on!

(smacking) - No I won't!

(screaming) (scuffling)

Rape!

Get out!

(Jane shrieking)

Get out!

Go on, go on, get out! - You're mad!

(sobbing)

- Well?

- [Rupert] She's not coming down.

- Leave her, will you?

- [Father] This house is a (mumbles) weekend.

No hope of getting to the cottage tonight.

- Neither Jane nor I are coming for the weekend.

- [Father] Oh why not?

- We both want the weekend here.

- I'll go alone then, tomorrow, early.

I'm not gonna miss the shooting.

Are you sure you can't change your plans?

- I'm sorry, I'd like to, but you know the Andersons.

We can't afford to offend them.

- You'll give Mrs. Roberts her instructions for the weekend?

- Instructions?

- To look after me down at the cottage.

Since you aren't going to be there.

- Hello there! - Hello!

Not got the family with you? - No, I'm alone this weekend.

Drop in for a drink about seven.

- I'll see if I can make it!

- How's the nag? - (laughs) Not so bad!

Getting old, like me!

(anxious music)

(engine revving)

(hauntingly tense music)

(energetic chamber music)

(clattering) (clanking)

- Who's that?

Mrs. Roberts?

Jane!

Oh what are you doing here?

- We decided to come.

- Well you should have warned me.

- Oh the phone's out of order.

- Is it, Reed rang me at six o'clock.

- Well it was out of order at seven

when I tried to ring you.

Will you make some tea Jane?

(lively chamber music)

Close the door!

For the draft.

How much longer is this going on for?

- What?

- The music? - Until it's finished!

- What'd you shoot? - Bag!

- What?

- Not a bad bag, 12 (mumbles).

- Got any in the fridge?

- Three, hangil19!

What are you doing?

- We want to talk to you.

- [Father] I was listening!

Kindly start it again.

(energetic chamber music)

What on earth are you doing with my rook gun?

- [Edith] I've been practicing with it.

- You dare to touch my guns?

What the hell do you think you're doing--

- Walter!

- Give me that!

Give me that at once!

- I warn you if you try to take it from me,

or to leave the room I shall shoot you,

I'm quite prepared to take the consequences.

I want to talk to you.

I haven't had the opportunity before, you always interrupt.

- You have gone mad.

- No, but sometimes suspected that I would.

Jane, pour both of us a drink, will you?

Are you going to listen?

- Well, what?

- I recently bought a copy of the Marquis de Sade,

(mumbles), it's full of the most un-natural filth but it,

opened a few windows for me.

- You read a book like that?

- Haven't you read it? - No I most

certainly have not! - I read it.

- You what?

- [Jane] My mother advised it.

- You? - Yes certainly.

I thought perhaps (mumbles) sort of forgiveness.

I thought it might help to understand you.

- It hasn't helped really.

I enjoyed it of course.

- You, a girl of 16, enjoyed--

(gun firing)

You ought to visit your doctor!

- No I don't need my doctor,

I just need my freedom!

- All right, I'll give you your freedom.

- On what grounds?

Cruelty? - No.

- Adultery? - I haven't

committed adultery.

- Then I haven't any grounds, have I?

- [Walter] I suggest you simply leave me.

- With Jane! - No,

I will not give you the custody of Jane.

- [Edith] Then I'm not abandoning her.

- You are incapable of instructing her

you always have been.

- She does not need instructing Walter, she needs love.

- Jane, help me!

Jane...

Do you think I'd let you be one of those

(mumbles) layabouts who sleeps with every

long-haired Jake who goes...

Bastards, bloody bastards!

Edith!

Edith!

(gun firing)

(thudding)

(suspenseful music)

(glass shattering)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

- [Edith] Wait Wait...

(mumbling)

(gruntil19)

No...

- Oh... - Be careful this time...

Take his shirt...

(dog barking)

(tense music) (dog barking)

There...

(mumbling)

- Oh...

- You got this...

Wait here.

(eerie rumbling)

(brooding music)

(thunder rumbling)

(breathing harshly)

(tense music)

(anxious music)

(telephone ringing)

- [Edith] See (mumbles).

- The Eastwood residence.

- Hello can I speak to Jane, Jane Eastwood, please.

- It's someone from (mumbles).

' Who?

- As a matter of fact, it's Jane speaking.

Who's that?

- Well you don't know me but,

I know you, I mean I've seen you.

I live just down the road,

the cottage with the brown gate, you know?

- No I didn't. - Oh, well,

my father's the manager of the school.

- How very interesting. - And, my name's Benjy.

- Benjamin? - That's right.

- Well, what do you want?

- Well, I don't suppose it'll happen,

but I just thought that we might go out, or something.

- No, no I'm sorry my father he's,

he's difficult.

And fortunately he's not here,

or I would have hung up already.

- Wait a minute is something the matter

with me or something?

- No not as far as I know, why?

Do you think there might be?

- Hello?

Hello?

- When do you think they'll find him?

- The shoot usually gathers about, ten.

Then there are usually drinks afterwards

at the Buchanan's, or,

that architects man, (mumbles).

Somebody will notice he's not there.

Maybe somebody with their own cottage.

We'll be lucky if the phone rings by six.

Best not think about it.

- Huh? - No I mean it!

- Sometimes he, leaves a bit out on his cheek

when he's shaving.

I noticed it then.

Someone must have been down there by now.

- [Edith] When he doesn't come back at the usual time,

we'll ring the cottage.

Later on this evening and again.

- Why should he have committed suicide?

- He could, remember that man Bones, (mumbles)?

Down the lane.

He used to come here sometimes.

Everyone thought he was happy as a sand lark.

He committed suicide.

- I'll make myself believe he did it.

(water splashing) - Uh, I don't even know where

some of these things go.

- It doesn't matter.

- Let's go to my room shall we?

- Shouldn't we ring the AA?

- Why? - Well don't they have

an accident service?

He might have had a crash, we ought to seem worried.

- No we'll wait. (telephone ringing)

Hello, yes? - Rupert here!

I shall be staying on at the Anderson's overnight.

I'll go straight to the office from here

in the morning all right?

- Yes, fine.

I'll tell your father when he gets back.

- [Rupert] You're not expecting him are you?

- Yes of course we're expecting him.

- [Rupert] But that's ridiculous.

- What do you mean? - He said he wouldn't

return till Monday.

- When did he say that?

- [Rupert] Why yesterday, when we were all talking,

before he left.

- I don't remember.

- [Rupert] Well I do.

Bye HOW! (cfiCking)

- Do you remember him saying he

wouldn't get back till tomorrow?

- No. - No, neither do I.

(telephone ringing)

It's ringing.

Ringil19-

- We left it unplugged!

- Someone, must have--

- Perhaps it rings anyway.

- Does it?

(haunting tense music)

- Oh look, just go to the chemist and get some more!

- No they're prescription.

He wouldn't let me have anymore so soon,

only they kind of make me sleep.

- [Jane] Just take (mumbles),

they're supposed to be (mumbles).

- No, just wait.

(sighs) Just wait.

(birds chirping)

(thumpil19)

(engine revving)

May I speak to Mr. Eastwood please?

Mrs. Eastwood. - Oh just a minute...

Mrs. Eastwood, your husband's not come in yet.

He's expected of course.

Uh, young Mr. Eastwood's here,

would you like to speak to him?

- No, not at present.

Let me know, will you? - Certainly yes.

- Well we must do something.

(flames crackling)

Of course it was necessary, he spoils everything.

We can both start to live at all.

- [Jane] I'm, glad it's done.

- What did you say?

- [Jane] Nothing.

(telephone ringing)

Hello? - Jane?

- Yes. - Father's not

here yet, is he at home?

- [Jane] No he's not here.

- Well where is he then?

- I don't know, I thought you could tell me.

- Well he's not at the cottage,

I rang him, there's no answer.

I've also rang the Buchanan's, not a sign.

- Perhaps he's had a crash? - Of course he hasn't!

The police would have notified you at once.

He always carries identification.

- But then what's happened? - We've got to find out

haven't we?

You drive down there and see what you can find.

- Mother's not very well. - Too bad, I can't go.

- Rupert says we must go to the cottage.

- That's impossible.

- How can we refuse?

- Tell him, we'll offer Mrs. Roberts if she'll go over.

- We offer Mrs. Roberts. - But you go down there,

either way.

(tense music)

(water splashing)

(dramatic music)

- How could he recover?

How could he?

There'll be (mumbles)! - Downstairs, (mumbles).

- We must ring Rupert and say he's not here!

- We'll ring from London.

- [Jane] We can't go back to London, we just can't!

- Sorry, we're going back to London!

(clattering)

What is it?

(horse snorting) (hooves clattering)

- Whoa Ned, steady.

- Ready?

Here we are, here we are! (Jane grunting)

YES...

(gasPing) (dramatic music)

(horse whinnying)

- We can't just leave it here!

(horse snorting) - Tch-tch, come on, come on.

(dog barking) - It's that, architect man,

what's his name? - Reid.

(dog whining) - Hey, Sam!

Come on, come on Sam (chuckles).

- I'll talk.

(knocking)

- Oh you're Jane aren't you?

- That's right. - I thought I recognized you.

- Have uh, you been riding?

- I always go about on my horse around here.

Is your mother in?

- Yes. - Could I see her?

Look if you got an old cloth,

this brute makes a hell of a mess.

(chuckfing)

Am I a nuisance?

- She's not very well. - Trouble is,

I really ought to see her,

I had a phone call. - What?

- I can't imagine, perhaps it's not important,

anyway it'll only take a second,

and of course, Sam.

On your feet boy, come on!

- [Edith] Reid isn't it?

You'd better come in. - Oh I hope I'm not

a bother, would you mind a (mumbles).

- [Edith] I beg your pardon?

- Well my dog.

- No.

- Thanks, of course Sam, in you go.

Oh a very low ceiling, they were all

(mumbles) in those days.

Yes it's nice, it's very nice.

Here, come on boy, come on!

- Did your work bring you our way?

- Yes I'm doing a conversion across the valley.

- Oh, what are you converting?

- An old, brick kiln, you know.

Should be all right, rather attractive.

I'm waiting for the day when someone asks me

to convert an oak-beamed pig stye (chuckles).

Uh, what happened to Walter yesterday?

We missed him.

On the shoot.

- Oh, wasn't he there? - No he's such a regular

it didn't seem the same without him.

- We weren't here-- - We were at home.

- Oh but he, he didn't turn up.

I was surprised as he promised to talk

to a friend of mine about an insurance problem afterwards,

uh, at the Buchanan's.

Would Walter be in his office now,

perhaps I could phone him there?

- Well the phone's out of order.

- You, could ring him later, from your house?

- Oh it's not important.

Perhaps you might give him a message?

- Yes of course. - Just would he,

contact my friends, the Ritters.

He does know the number.

What I don't understand, is about the phone call.

- What phone call? - This morning,

about eight o'clock, saying uh,

would I come over here, have a look around,

and make sure everything's all right.

- All right? - YGS.

- [Jane] Could it have been Mrs. Roberts?

- No. - Who cleans for us?

- No no it was a man. - Oh who was it?

- I have no idea, he hung up.

- [Edith] You didn't recognize the voice?

(dog barking)

- No Sam, no! (dog barking)

(telephone ringing)

' 0h!

Apparently it's come on again!

Hello?

Hello?

- Well who do you think it was, it might have been--

- It could have been my brother.

- Rupert? - Yes.

- Would you like a cup of tea?

- Yes, thank you.

- I mean, we only have mugs, if that's all right.

Sugar? - Yes, please.

Are you still at school?

- Oh, yes.

- People grow up so quickly nowadays,

it seems rather ridiculous.

What are you gonna do when you leave?

' Uh, 90 away I expect.

- Away, what do you mean, abroad?

- YES...

Where the sun shines.

- Well tell your ma I don't take milk with tea,

will you, be a dear?

Can't bear milk with tea.

' [Jane] Uh, sugar?

- Yes please.

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

Oh I'm sorry, Sam ran upstairs.

(smacking) Bad Sam!

Come on (mumbles).

Come on!

Oh thank you, very welcome!

(dog barking)

Hey Sam, wretched beast!

Now what you got out there, a dead rabbit or something?

Well if that isn't (mumbles),

very rare in these parts!

Does it go on out here I wonder?

(dog barking) Oh you've got it

ported here, what a pity.

Ah (laughs), is that where it is!

Come on Sam, you've had your lunch!

(chuckfing)

Come on boy, come on!

Sorry!

I would like to see up above those boards,

(tense music) the last time I (mumbles)...

(dog barking)

Goodbye Jane! - Goodbye!

(tense music)

(suspenseful music) (dog panting)

Look what are we going to do?

We must decide!

- We'll wait till it's night.

(eerie birds singing)

(gruntil19)

(tense music)

- Three please.

- Niner and six please.

(engine revving) (mumbling)

- Everyone's in it now. - Well I'm not.

You know I've always wondered--

- Any time just give us a ring.

(engine revving)

(tense music)

(engine revving)

(clunking)

(engine revving)

(suspenseful music)

(wind howling)

(gruntil19)

- [Edith] Wait wait!

(dramatic music) (thumping)

(water splashing)

(radio chattering)

(melancholy music) J' Go home J'

J' Your husband is dead J'

- Will we live here, now?

- You don't want to?

- No I, don't.

- Find a away, I want to.

I want to live through it.

And I'd like, I'd like to go back to school.

- School? - Hmm, start again.

Then, we'll live abroad.

It's just like we've no money at all.

- I'd be glad-- (thumping)

- Rupert, must be Rupert.

Ru pert!

Ru pert!

(faint mumbling)

(crashing) Jane!

Jane!

Jane!

Oh Jane! - Look!

(wind howling) (rain splattering)

(groaning) (telephone ringing)

- Rupert here! - Oh Rupert!

Where are you? - I'm still at the office!

- Are you coming back? - What?

Why didn't your ring me? - Oh, oh we meant to

of course, but Rupert, I--

- [Rupert] You mean to say he's not coming?

- No, Rup-- - That's fantastic!

I'll ring the police at once! - Oh please come home at once!

(clicking) (dial tone buzzing)

(wind howling)

(haunting tense music)

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

- Mommy, it's only a dream!

Calm down, calm down!

Quietly, quietly, it's only a dream!

Come on mummy, it's all right, it's all right,

(sobbing) it's going to be all right!

(tense music) (wind howling)

(faint muttering) (cat meowing)

(eerie tense music)

(cat meowing) (suspenseful music)

(switch clicking)

(scuffling) (clattering)

(Edith shrieking)

- Jane!

(shrieking)

Jane!

Jane! (Jane screaming)

(both women screaming)

(birds chirping)

- Good morning Edith.

A charming letter from the Anderson's,

they say that Rupert excelled himself on the squash court.

Oh, by the way Edith,

have my shooting jacket cleaned, would you?

Good morning Jane.

- [Jane] Good morning Father.

- Didn't you pay her last check,

she says we owe her four pounds, 15?

Our erstwhile servant?

(metallic rolling)

(door clattering)

Good morning Rupert! - Good morning Father!

Morning. - A trifle late.

- I made the coffee. - Ah well,

a workaday world, we all have to pull in a living.

- Of course.

- No stamp, delivered by hand.

- That's my letter.

- Dear Jane, I have seen you sometimes, and I've run.

How's about we actually meet some time?

Written with a bar-o.

I start very early morning, so I'm through about tea time.

That is four.

It's full of grammatical errors.

How's about you meet me at that dopey cafe?

On the river near the Cross Keys?

Know it, it's a date, Benjy Smith.

- PS, I'm quite respectable.

- Ah who is this, Benjy Smith, Edith?

Jane?

Anyway, I hardly think you want to go and meet him.

- Amalgamated Metal's up two points.

- Excellent I told you we shouldn't sell.

Hmm, and the coffee is good, congratulations.

Finished Rupert, we really ought to go.

- We'll catch the 35. - No no,

we'll just make the 27.

What will you do today dear?

Some of your artwork?

(metallic rolling)

(forlorn music)

(haunting tense music)

(clicking) (dramatic music)