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Thank you.

I think that's worth five.

I'll raise that.

Twenty.

Make it fifteen.

That's me up.

Another 50.

Your 50.

And another 50.

I'll see you.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Shall we settle up?

What's the hurry?

It's past my bedtime.

Still there.

Don't worry, you'll get it.

Now.

Give him the money.

Very pleasant evening, gentlemen.

Thank you.

You must do it again sometime.

I've got it. The duplicate?

Yeah. I had to go to a lot of trouble to get it. You're being paid, aren't you?

Yeah, but... What happened last night?

Oh, uh, he took Joe Hayes for nearly 300.

And that's the second time.

He's smart.

Very smart.

And where's he going this afternoon?

All fixed.

We're going racing. Sand down.

What time?

Half twelve. I'm picking him up at his flat.

You, uh... Oh, yes.

You won't forget to keep your nose shut, will you?

Watch out. Hello.

I'll be two minutes.

Boys, have a drink. Sir.

I feel lucky.

You've got a lucky face.

That's a lot of money to have lying around.

Haven't had a chance to bury it yet.

What's wrong with the bank?

I have insomnia.

The way I get to sleep is counting money.

Come on, drink up.

I don't figure you, Blake.

You don't have to.

Just bask in my company.

Oh, yeah, sure.

But according to my book, you should be playing at class tables.

He said a witcher moving on air circuit. I don't get it.

Deep down inside, Miller, I'm a man of the people.

Yeah, well, I mean, you're just moving from out of nowhere, like.

Where are you from, anyway?

Forget it. Well, I only asked.

And I said forget it.

If there's any one thing you need to know about me, I don't like questions.

Good evening, my dear.

Successful trip?

Very.

And you?

Hmm.

Checking up on our information, I see.

I thought it was as well to make sure.

Yes, indeed.

Hmm.

Very interesting.

Most interesting.

He's exactly what we want, isn't he?

See what you can do, my dear.

Where to?

Why not your place?

Shouldn't I have said that?

Does it matter?

Are you sure you won't have a drink?

Quite.

Well, Mr. Blake?

Well, what?

Aren't you going to ask why I'm here?

You're trying to sell me a set of encyclopedias.

Somebody wants to meet you.

Someone else?

It would be very much to your advantage, I promise you.

The appointment is 3 o'clock this afternoon.

The address.

I don't think I can stand the excitement.

Strictly business.

Time's go.

Oh, I was going to offer you some homemade cake.

Some other time.

Pretty.

Are you going to be there this afternoon?

Yes. Good.

Until then, Mr. Blake.

I can hardly wait.

Hello, Blake.

They've just made contact.

They must have been... Yes.

They must have been looking through my personal file.

We're all set.

No.

No, I agree. We don't want to seem too keen.

Yeah.

Fine.

That's perfect.

Yes,

sir? I'm expected.

The name is Blake.

Thank you, Fred.

I'll look after Mr. Blake.

You're very punctual.

Well, you did say you'd be here.

Would you come this way, please?

Is that all?

No warm greetings?

Never when I'm working.

How terribly dull.

Ah, Mr. Blake.

I'm delighted to meet you. My secretary has told me a great deal about you.

My name is Potter.

Thank you, Christine.

Do sit down, Mr. Blake.

The most attractive girl.

Yes.

And most efficient.

Yes, I was waiting for that door to stick.

It'll never do that, Mr. Blake.

It's electronically controlled.

Quite a gimmick.

More than a gimmick, I assure you.

More, I would say, a passion. Let me show you.

My laboratory.

I have here some of the most advanced equipment in Europe.

Yes.

You're not interested?

No, not very.

But you're wrong, Mr. Blake.

With equipment like this, we move into the great new world.

Fiction becomes reality.

Yes, I'm sure.

Yes.

Well, perhaps I am inclined to let my enthusiasm run away with me.

Now, you've no idea why I asked you to come here.

No. And yet you came.

Oh, it doesn't take a computer to work that one out. Your secretary said it

would be to my advantage.

Quite so.

Shall we?

I've gone to a great deal of trouble finding out about you, Mr. Blake.

Your file.

Very comprehensive.

I've been looking for someone to help me. You appear to have admirable

qualifications.

As a newcomer to the seamier side of London society, you've made a

considerable impression, Mr. Blake.

You relieved Joe Hayes of his bullets, I understand.

What impresses me more is your service record.

A pilot in the RAF, 2,000 flying hours, no accident of any kind.

But then this unfortunate court-martial and dismissal from the service. A

financial matter was, I believe, the term used.

Near enough.

So you see, I know a great deal about you.

The point being what?

I want you to do a job for me.

A job?

And I would like you to accept, before I explain... I don't do jobs.

It's worth 1,500 pounds.

No, thanks.

Think about it. I don't have to.

We'll meet again, Mr. Blake.

I doubt it.

You, uh... Your information doesn't quite give the full picture.

Goodbye, Mr. Potter.

Well? No.

Did you tell him what you wanted?

I simply mentioned the fee.

Well, you don't look very concerned.

Not very concerned.

With some friendly persuasion.

Yeah, sure, sure.

He always pays.

Sometimes a little later, Mr... But his credit's good with me.

Oh, oh, yeah.

Sure, mister.

Well, whatever you say.

Yeah, certainly.

Glad to oblige.

Glad to.

Good-bye.

Happy Harry Carter, the punter's friend.

Hello, Mike.

Scotch, please.

I'm still smiling.

Well, so good I should be laughing all the time.

Is that your thought for today?

I'll tell you something to make you laugh.

You owe me 500.

Now, that's very funny.

I'll make you laugh some more.

I want it today.

What was it Napoleon said?

England is a nation of small-minded bookmakers.

Maybe.

But I can make sure you don't lay a bet with any of them.

You'll get your money, Harry. I don't welsh.

Sometimes I'm a little slow in delivery.

But for you, today.

Hello, Joe. Have a drink.

Well, that's very nice of you. I'll have a double scotch.

Half a bit for Mr. Hayes, please.

See you, Harry.

Thanks, Joe.

What are you staring at?

Yes. Excellent.

Well, everything will be taken care of at this end.

Keep in touch, you girl. Thank you.

You're looking very pleased with yourself.

Hugo just telephoned from Paris.

Everything is set for next week. So soon?

Watch your news.

Poor Blake.

Easy come, easy go.

No trouble?

None at all.

Now perhaps he'll change his mind.

Someone just paid me a visit.

The money's gone, just as we thought. They're putting on the pressure.

No, you just stay put.

I'll take another visit to the country.

What I want you to do is to collect and deliver a package.

For 1,500 pounds. The package in question is to be delivered to my

private aircraft piloted by you.

Ah, that's where my qualifications come in.

Precisely. When am I supposed to collect?

Later.

I take it you do have a regular pilot.

I do.

Well, why can't he do the job?

He's a man of ridiculous honesty.

And I'm not.

In your case, I'd prefer to use the word cavalier.

This is, um...

This package, what is it?

That doesn't concern you.

I think it concerns me a great deal. Mr. Blake, I'm offering you a considerable

amount of money for what is a small, and I assure you, safe job of work. That's

all I'm prepared to say.

All right, we'll put it another way. This package, whatever it is, it's

valuable. You wouldn't be offering 1,500 pounds if it weren't.

Agreed. And if it's so valuable, we can up the ante, say 2,000 pounds.

Well, 2,000 it is.

with an advance of 500 pounds to help me make up my mind.

I'm glad you changed your mind, Mr. Blake. Change of circumstance, Mr.

Potter.

Something very dear to me went out of my life. I see.

Well, 500 pounds now, yes. To help you make up your mind, no.

It'll be a retainer, Mr. Blake.

And it would be most unwise for you to change your mind again now that we've

reached this stage.

I don't have to tell you that our little transaction is to be held in the utmost

confidence.

back to town? Do you want to live? May I?

By all means.

How long have you been working for him?

Three years.

He's clever.

Yes, he's very clever.

Beautiful, efficient, and loyal.

What more can a man ask?

Most of them seem to want something more, sooner or later.

Well, if we're going to argue about it, why don't we do it later?

After dinner.

I know, you're still working.

I'm sorry, not tonight.

Some other time, maybe.

Give me an hour.

No, not there.

Grannies, I'll fix it.

Been looking for you all day.

I've been having tea with Father Christmas.

Did he lend you any money then?

We're all square.

Till the next time then.

Next time.

You should have... Oh, it's you.

Hi, Grandma.

Busy? I'm meditating.

Go meditate in the Queen's head.

How long for?

Half an hour.

I've got my loss of business to consider.

All right, Grandma.

That's more like it.

And don't you go messing about with my cards.

Sit down. I'll tell you a fortune.

What's the plan?

I'll cross my palm with silver.

How much has he told you?

As yet, very little.

All I know is I'm to collect and deliver a path for him.

Do you know where?

Not yet.

I don't know what his plan is. He's been planning this job for months.

Whatever he's after must be a small fortune.

What made you so sure he'd be interested in me?

When the news came down the grapevine, he was looking for someone.

Someone who could fly.

You turning up like this seemed to me the chance for a beautiful set-up.

Beautiful?

Well, we take his small fortune right from under his nose.

All right.

My key.

Drink?

Very attractive.

What makes a girl like you throw in a lot with a man like Potter?

I work for him.

Yes, we both do, but what do you get out of it?

He's a crook.

Everybody wants something for nothing.

Few have the courage to take it.

Some do.

There isn't time.

He'll wait. He's a very busy man.

I apologise for giving you such short notice, but...

I'm now in a position to outline my plan a little more fully.

My time is yours.

Yes.

One of my varied activities is the importation of wines from France. And

this necessitates making regular business trips across the channel using

my private aircraft.

Signed to make the collection in France.

Patience, Mr. Blake. Now, it is on one of these visits, as you rightly surmise,

that collection will be made. But because my visits are so frequent...

the one in question will arouse no one due attention.

So you always fly the same route? Always.

Now, you will fly me to my usual destination, along the permitted air

route. On your return, you will land at a pre-arranged point in northern France

where a small case will be handed to you.

You then fly on to England, and at another pre-arranged area, you will land

and hand over the case.

You then fly on.

As normal.

Customs examinations will be made at both ends, and the officers will find

nothing unusual.

And that, Mr. Blake, is all I require of you.

Now, your question.

All right.

These landing points that you've chosen, are they on the usual route, or do they

call for a detour? No, no, no. The areas have been chosen so that no detour

whatsoever will be required.

What about radar surveillance?

The flight will be made away from major air route, so radar surveillance can be

discounted.

What if somebody should report seeing an aircraft land?

Well, that would still have to be traced, but the risk is minimal.

What about the risk of my bending the plane?

It's a long time since I put one down in a plowed field.

In both cases, you will employ a disused airfield.

I notice you say you and not we. Am I expected to make the return trip alone?

Yes, yes. I must stay behind to attend to a few details.

What about my papers, commercial license and so on? That will all be taken care

of. I will also arrange for my regular pilot to be indisposed.

How long will the whole thing take?

Oh, just that one day.

We leave in the morning, you return in the afternoon.

When?

Soon.

I, uh...

I appreciate the lack of trust, Mr. Potter.

However, I would like to see the plane I'm expected to fly, unless, of course,

that's on the secret list, too. Well, the aircraft will be at your disposal

from tomorrow onwards.

Where is it?

At the private flying club, not far from here.

That's all?

Now, until we leave, I want you to stay here.

All right, I'll pack a bag and come back tonight.

My secretary can collect anything... Oh, that's all right, I can do it myself.

No, no, I'd prefer... I don't care what you prefer, Mr. Potter.

You're paying me to do a job. That doesn't mean putting me under close

arrest. As you wish, Mr. Blake, but you'll appreciate the need for caution.

I know what I would appreciate.

A drink.

By all means.

Will you stay for lunch? Thanks.

Potter's Castle is here.

The only private flying club is here, about ten miles away.

So that takes care of the scent.

Now, I got Potter to show me his wine cellar. All the wine he imports is from

this area here, along the Revaloir.

That means it will be landing at Nantes.

You with me?

Yeah. Go on.

He said there'd be no detour from the direct route along this line here.

Now...

There's only one disused airfield in this part that's suitable, and that's

this one here at Stapleford.

There's another one here at Flinton, but there's an army radar unit right next

door, so we can discount it.

How can you be sure?

All right.

Whether I'm right or wrong, Stapleford is where I'll be making delivery, and

all you've got to do is to be there.

All right. I know where.

What I want to know now is when.

Well, if I know Potter, he won't say anything until just before we go.

How do I get to know?

Now, listen.

I'll make sure that I phone Sammy Jacobs every day and place a couple of bets on

him. That's not going to worry anybody.

As soon as I know when we're going, I'll phone Sammy and bet on the Wentworth

Stakes.

Now, here's a list of the runners.

Next to each one, there's a number from 16 to 30.

One for each day left in this month.

So if I bet on little Doris little Doris, huh?

That's the 18th Check with Sammy every day and make sure you get to Stapleton

Ali Mariko, you're clear to land.

Check your undercarriage in the green, the surface wind at 260 degrees, 15

knots.

How did it go?

All right.

How long before you're ready?

Not long. There's nothing to them.

I'll solo tomorrow.

You don't mind my using the phone, do you?

Sammy, Blake.

What price gay tulip in the 330?

Give me a fiver to win, will you?

No, that's all.

My bookmaker.

So I gathered.

You surprised me. Why?

Well, you trusted me.

Let me show you something.

What price grade tulip in the 330?

128.

Give me a five at a whim, will you? Right. Anything else?

No, that's all.

Every telephone call is automatically recorded.

Yes?

Thank you.

Call from Paris.

Thank you.

Potter?

Yes, Hugo?

Yes, yes, I hear you very clearly.

Oh, excellent.

Yes, of course, transport will be provided.

As agreed, yes, of course.

Good.

Thank you, Hugo. Goodbye.

Everything went off perfectly.

Phase one is complete. When do you leave?

Tomorrow. Will Blake be ready?

We'll go and find out, shall we?

Lee-Marco to Tower. Permission to land.

Lee-Marco, you're clear to land.

I imagine by that little display that you're now ready.

Well, they let me up on my own, so I must be.

Good. We leave tomorrow.

Your dropping-off point is here.

At Stapleford? Yes.

Hmm.

You're not happy?

Well, as far as I can remember, there's another disused field just to the north,

here at Flinton.

It's far more off the beaten track.

No. There's an army radar unit station nearby.

You've obviously thought of everything.

Obviously.

Can I take these now?

Please.

Excuse me.

Something built 10th through into the laboratory.

New call to your bookmaker today, Mr. Blake?

As a matter of fact, I was just thinking about it.

You ever win?

Sometimes.

Something I've never done.

What? Win or gamble?

I always win.

But I never gamble.

What about our little caper tomorrow? Isn't that a gamble?

A calculated risk.

I know.

Immense calculation, negligible risk.

That's exactly it.

The planning is always immaculate.

The materials I use sometimes prove faulty.

Like your electronics.

Well, it's the only way to see things, Mr. Blake. The scientific approach to

the problem, any problem, is imperative.

I'll tell you something else, something you should bear very strongly in mind,

Mr. Blake.

I always make ample provision for a safety device, a cut-out which operates

if and when something should go wrong. It would be very foolish to forget that.

You're paying me £2,000.

That's all that interests me.

I hope it doesn't all end up in your bookmaker's pocket.

That's my problem.

Oh, what a night, eh?

Every flippin' dog got back to paralysis.

It's tomorrow.

For Blake?

We leave first thing in the morning.

Here. If Potts ever found out about you and Blake... Tomorrow I'll be around,

will I?

You off, then?

Yeah, that's right.

Does Blake know?

Well, Blake and me's got an agreement to do a job. That's it.

You, uh... You won't be thinking of cutting him out, would you?

Can't you get it into your brain? I said we've got an agreement.

We work it as we said we would.

After that... Well... It's time to single, isn't it?

Where's Blake?

He's waiting for us at the airfield.

All right, Charles.

The pit work's done.

Be ready when we are.

Then we won't waste our time.

You will telephone?

Of course.

I'll be back soon.

You understand your instructions?

Yes, sir.

Bye, Christine.

Ralph Abel, Sierra Lima Echo, care to text it?

Lima Echo cleared to the holding, 2-9 right hand, the QNH at 1-0-1-4.

2-9 right hand, the QNH 1-0-1-4, Lima Echo.

Lima Echo, clearance to line up.

Lima Echo, you're cleared to line up and take off. The surface wind at 2-4-0

degrees at 1-5 knots.

Lima Echo, rolling.

Would it be too much to ask what it is you're after?

Diamonds, Mr. Blake.

How much?

At a conservative estimate, 200,000 pounds.

So you'd come out with, what, 50,000?

You're assuming that the transaction will be made through a fence.

Well? No.

No middleman is necessary. The diamonds will fetch their full market price at

their final destination.

Which is?

The United States.

And, um...

How are you going to get them there?

You ask too many questions, Mr. Blake.

Where the hell have you been?

Some clown put his car in front of the garage.

Had to get the law to shift it.

Well, what's up I got here, didn't I?

Yeah, well, come on.

Hey, Joe.

Have you gone stark raving mad?

This job is worth just so much and no more.

Now, come on!

Yes?

Thank you.

Hello? Yes, I can hear you perfectly.

Blake is on his way.

Have you arranged transport for him?

No, not yet, but I will.

Now, unless you hear from me again, you'll assume that collection has been

made as planned.

Mm-hmm. When will you be back?

As soon as I can.

As soon as I've tidied up everything here.

Well, you let me know and I'll have a car ready to meet you.

Goodbye.

And we're down.

Et le voilà!

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Yes? Only five minutes.

If I don't... Just a minute.

I can hear something.

It's okay. I can see him now.

Lima Echo to Area Control.

Diverting Longfield, ETA 1500.

Suspected fuel leak.

Well, that's what I call a good day's work. Here, open it up and I'll pour us

a celebration drink, right?

Go?

Yeah.

Where's Christine?

She left. She went to pick Blake up.

We didn't know what had happened and we couldn't think what else to do.

Well, I left an hour after Blake. They should be here any time now.

Yes.

We didn't hear anything after Charlie said that Blake was coming to land.

You see, it must have been about 20 minutes before he called again.

We reckoned that if Blake had crashed, Charlie would have phoned up

immediately. So, we guessed he was okay.

Yes. And she thought she'd better pick him up.

Yes.

And when Charlie finally called you, he said he recognized the man who attacked

him. Ross.

One of Hayes' men. Yes.

So... How could Hayes have known?

How?

Blake?

Perhaps the two are connected.

Well, if they are, if I've made a mistake, I can still rectify it.

Planning, you see, that's the thing.

Always keeping something unexpected in reserve.

Yes, like you coming back in a jet and a helicopter.

When I saw that thing coming down out front, I thought the whole show had

blown up.

Yes, it hasn't yet, but it might do.

Are you thinking of going somewhere?

No.

What do you want?

Just a minute.

Oh, sorry about that.

I was just having a kip. Well, that's all right, sir.

Well, we've checked her over, and as far as we can make out, there's nothing

wrong. Oh?

Still, better safe than sorry. Yes.

Well, I can get away then. Well, she's just being refueled now, sir.

All right, well, I'll go and get a clearance. I want to get on as soon as I

can. Right, sir.

I swear I don't know where the stuff is.

But you were working with Blake.

Yeah, but it was his idea. I mean, he put the proposition up to me and... Now

he's double-crossed you.

Yeah. And knowing Mr. Blake, he must find this situation very amusing.

Ironic though it is, this present state of affairs places a certain bond between

us, don't you agree?

Yeah.

Yeah, I suppose it does.

Then we must seek our revenge.

Yeah, but...

Where do we find him?

I know exactly where he is.

Let me show you.

What's this all about then?

Unless my instruments have failed me, which is most unlikely, Blake is at

present flying a course of 075 degrees, approximately 250

nautical miles from us.

And that puts him over the North Sea, about here,

heading towards the continent.

We've had it, haven't we?

HQ to Lee Michael.

HQ calling Lee Michael.

HQ to Lee Michael. Will you answer, please?

Well, well, if it isn't my ex-employer. Still playing with your little toys?

Quite so, Mr. Blake. I must really congratulate you upon the success of

your little venture.

I knew you'd appreciate it.

I've always had an eye to the main chance.

You, uh, you wouldn't begrudge it me, surely?

Aye.

I can hardly report a complaint against you without causing considerable

embarrassment to myself.

No, you can't, can you?

In that aircraft, there's a small pack of explosives near the main fuel tanks.

If you don't come back now, I can blow you up to the sky.

Now, look, how are you going to do that, eh?

That's a remote-controlled detonator.

Now, I warned you, Blake!

There's a safety cutout in all my operations. Now look, Potter, I didn't

expect anything like this. This is murder. They could cut me for this. Now

hold on, will you? The aircraft is over the sea.

They'll never find any wreckage.

Now, Blake.

Not this time, Earl, darling.

Over and out.

For God's sake, don't do it, Potter. Please don't do it. He wanted revenge.

Lee Michael calling Lee Michael. Are you receiving me over?

Lee Michael Calling Lee Michael Lee Michael. Are you receiving me over?

Loud and clear.

Loud and clear.

It's not going to work, Mr. Potter.

That switch has been fixed.

Christine.

Calling Lee Michael.

Calling... Damn it. Answer me, Blake. Was it Christine?

Well, since you mentioned it, yes, it was.

The lady had an eye to the main chance, too.