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Thank you.

Thank you.

Which service, please? Police.

What is your exchange and number?

City 0211.

Putting you through.

Natural police.

This is the Maple Photographic Service, 18 Glendon Street.

I've just come into the office and I'm afraid that we've had a burglary. The

safe has been broken open.

Your name, please?

My name is Miss Simpson.

I'm Mr. Maple's secretary.

No, thank you.

What are you doing?

Oh, Mr. Maple, thank goodness you're here.

I'm afraid that we've had a burglary. I came in just now and... No, please don't

touch anything. The police said that we must... The police?

Well, yes, I telephoned them just now.

They should be here soon.

You've no right to do that. You should have waited for me.

But I thought with all that money... What money?

The money in the proofs box.

When did you see it?

Yesterday morning, I think.

Well, I assumed that you put it there.

Well, yes, you were quite right. I was keeping it for a client.

But I took it home myself yesterday afternoon.

Oh, well, that's a relief for you anyway, because it means that the thief

only got away with a petty cash.

Yes, exactly.

The only thing that's missing out of the safe is the petty cash.

About 20 pounds, I believe.

Don't forget that, Miss Simpson.

No, I won't forget that, Mr. Maple.

I'm sorry.

All this is extremely upsetting.

And as you say, we're very lucky you got away with so little.

Give us another cup of tea, please, love.

Don't get all high and mighty with me just because you're in the money.

We're in the money, darling. We're in the money. I'll hold you to that.

You know, Jilly, I've done a few jobs in my time, but never anything like this.

You've done a few stretches, too. Don't get too pleased with yourself.

That's luck, you know. That's all it was.

Pure luck.

Well, that's 10,000 pounds.

Well, how about throwing some of it over in this direction?

I could do with a new outfit for a start.

No, it's too dangerous.

Too dangerous?

Well, it's not half as dangerous as leaving it lying around here.

Now, look, Leblanc.

These are new notes, see?

Well, it's a racing certainty. They've got a list of the numbers somewhere.

Why would you have to wait until things cool down?

You mean I can't have anything?

Well, you can't take chances, can you?

Well, a few wouldn't matter.

That ought to keep you happy for a while.

Well, what's this then?

Just something I picked up last night.

Turned out to be the spat that caught the mackerel.

Excuse me, Sergeant.

He was a clean worker.

Nothing forced and not a print anywhere except for Mr. Maple and his secretary.

Anything for us to go on? No, not really.

I'd say records was our best bet.

Sorry about that.

Now... You were the last person to leave the office, Miss Simpson.

Yes. Can you remember the time?

Near enough will do.

Well, it was just after six.

And you're sure the safe was locked then?

Oh, positive.

Mr. Maple locked it himself.

Yes, that's quite right, Sergeant. I always lock it myself.

How many keys are there? Just the one.

Which is kept by you?

Always. I believe it's safer to have just one key to lose.

Then if it is lost, then I take full responsibility.

So that you're the only person with access to the safe?

Well, no, Miss Simpson may use it, but only when I'm in the office.

You say the only thing of value kept in the safe is petty cash.

Anything of value to the thief.

Various documents, of course, but they're no use to anyone but myself.

It must have been a big disappointment.

I don't understand.

I was putting myself in his shoes.

All that risk for 20 pounds. It hardly seems worth it.

Unless he thought... Unless he thought what, Miss Simpson?

I was thinking, perhaps he thought that we kept more money in the safe.

I've no doubt that's exactly what he did think.

Anyway, thanks for your help.

I'll let you know, since we have any news.

Well, Sergeant.

Sergeant, I've been thinking.

It hardly seems worthwhile wasting your time over such a small matter.

I can't give up the case, if that's what you mean, sir.

Oh, 20 pounds.

It was 20 pounds this time, sir. The next time he does a job, it could be 20

,000.

Well, there's a turn-up for the book. I know them kick up merry hell over a

handful of silver.

Come on.

Bye. Good morning, madam.

Have they gone?

Yes.

Get me another peg of it, OK?

OK.

Yes? I don't want the press to get onto this.

We don't need any cheap publicity.

Well, of course not, Mr. Maple.

Hello? I want to speak to Hilda, quickly.

Wait a minute.

Telephone. You better take it out here.

Excuse me.

Who is it?

Her husband.

Well, tell him I'm busy.

He sounds a bit jumpy.

Well, doesn't he?

You wanted me?

Somebody broke into the office during the night.

They opened the safe and took the money.

Just like that, huh?

Well, I didn't know it was going to happen. The safe was locked.

I take it you are not stupid enough to call in the police?

Yes. Well, no.

My secretary called them before I knew anything about it.

That's all we need, isn't it?

Well, I didn't tell them about the money. They just think the petty cash is

missing.

And this clever secretary of yours?

Does she know the money wasn't there?

No, that's done Listen I Shall call in on you tonight

Until then I want you to keep your mouth shut and stay where you are Don't try to

contact me understand Yes, I understand

Now

what then

What's the matter with you?

Sorry.

Morning, sir.

Gone as bad as I feel.

You don't look exactly like the spirit of Christmas.

Sit down.

What's your problem?

Oh, no problem, really.

I just don't relish the thought of ploughing through a stack of records,

sorting out a dozen suspects and then trailing around to find that each and

every one of them was playing cards with the boys all night.

And if you tell me it's all part of the job, I'll resign.

It's all part of the job, Sergeant Wentworth.

I'll leave tomorrow.

I take it we're talking about the maple safe job?

Yep. Neat, clean and professional.

And all for £20.

You would have done better at the races.

Still, all you've got to do is to sort out all the neat, clean pros who aren't

doing a stretch and see where you go from there.

That's all.

There are no other leads? Not yet, but I'll find him.

After what I said to Maple, I've more or less got to.

If you'd like to sign this now, Mr Maple, I'll post it on my way home.

Mr. Maple, I know you're upset and I... Are you sure that you took that money

out of the safe?

What are you getting at?

Nothing. I was just wondering. No, don't.

I'm paid to do my work, not to question my memory.

Good night.

Good night, Mr. Maple.

Tell me what happened.

Elder, I swear it wasn't my fault. I said, tell me what happened.

Well, they put the money in the safe, as we agreed.

I didn't know somebody was going to break in.

They were one of the stuffy in the first place.

Well, it isn't here anymore, is it?

Now, only three people know about the money.

You, me, and the thief.

I won't open my mouth.

I doubt very much if the thief will.

Oh, you can trust me?

I doubt it. Look at yourself.

You're a drunken mess.

You've done this to me, Hilda.

If you'd left me alone... You can't do anything about the thief.

But I can do something about you.

Get out of here!

I don't understand it. I just don't understand it. What?

Well, there's nothing about it in any of the papers. Not a line.

Well, it's good, isn't it?

Well, it is and it isn't.

Biggest job I've ever done.

I'd like to see something about it in print.

You're crazy.

Maybe.

But a ten grand safe job is pretty big, you know.

Of course, there's another way of looking at it. The law may be getting

cunning.

Well, that's all the more reason why you should get rid of it.

No, sit tight.

At least until I've seen tomorrow's papers.

If they still say nothing, then I'll get rid of it.

Mr. Maple?

Mr. Maple?

Thank you.

Send my car around.

Come on. What's all this? Something for you to get your teeth into. Maple's just

been found murdered.

There's nothing more I can tell you.

I came in this morning. Yes.

Well, the police surgeon gives the time of death as between 6 o'clock and 8 o

'clock last night.

Now, from what you told us, I think we can narrow that down to between 7 and 8.

Yes.

And from the position of the body, I'm pretty certain that he wasn't taken by

surprise.

In other words, he knew the killer.

Did he mention that he was expecting anyone to call?

No, he was very nervous, but then he's been like that ever since the robbery.

Yes, I remember how jumpy he was when I was here yesterday morning. Oh, Mr.

Maple's always been a very nervous man, but I'm sure it was because of that

money. Yes, but it was only 20 pounds.

No, no, no, no. I don't mean that money.

You see, the day before the robbery... Mr. Maple had given me the safe keys to

put some documents away.

I happened to notice a box inside that we normally keep in a cupboard.

Something or other made me open it, and when I did, I found it was full of five

-pound notes.

And he never said anything about this money?

No, not until after the robbery.

I thought the thief must have got away with it, but Mr.

Maple said that he took the money away the afternoon before.

Hmm?

Well, you see, I saw Mr. Maple leave the afternoon before.

and I could have sworn that he wasn't carrying anything.

This could tie in, sir.

The murderer broke into the safe, couldn't find the money, so he came back

the next night, and Maple surprised him.

Yes, it could be, but I doubt it from the way we found the body.

Miss Simpson, you've seen how that office was turned upside down.

Now, if the murderer was looking for something and it wasn't the money, can

you give me any idea of what it might have been?

No, I can't.

Oh, there's nothing here of value except to the company.

Superintendent, I'm convinced that whoever killed Mr. Maple did so because

of that money.

Yeah. Oh, thank you, Miss Simpson. You've been very helpful.

Oh, um, there is just one other thing.

Hmm? We shall have to inform his next of kin.

Oh, I've already telephoned his wife.

She'll be expecting you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Maple. I do realize how distressing these questions must be for

you. I want you to find whoever killed my husband, Superintendent.

My personal distress isn't important.

You must think me a very hard woman. No hysterics, no tears.

Oh, no. I've been at this job long enough to know quite a deal about

people. When Miss Simpson phoned me, I sat down and waited for the tears. But

they didn't come.

My father died when I was ten years old. I couldn't even cry then.

Mrs. Maple...

I still don't understand why you weren't worried when your husband didn't come

home last night.

He often used to go away for business trips. Two days or so. I assumed that

this is what had happened.

Yes, but surely he would have told you.

Normally, yes. But I went away the night before to stay with relatives.

I only got back yesterday afternoon.

I see.

Well, thank you.

You will let me know if anything happens, won't you, Superintendent?

Yes, of course.

Have you any idea why anyone should do this?

Not yet.

When we know why your husband was killed, we shall be a long way towards

knowing who killed him.

Goodbye, Mrs. Maple.

I'll keep in touch.

Can't you wait?

There, see what you can find.

Not a thing?

No.

I just can't understand it.

I had a word with some of the boys. Nothing's come down the grapevine.

I'll just have to take a chance. If I can get rid of it quick enough. Frank!

What? Look at this.

This murder?

What about it?

It's him, Frank.

The man you stole the money from.

This evidence suggests that the killer returned to the office after breaking in

the night before.

Maple is known to have had only a small sum of money with him on the day he was

murdered.

I have to get rid of it now, whether I want to or not.

But this is only a small sum.

They'll all be looking for me now.

And if they find me, they're going to put a murder app on me.

What are you going to do with the money?

I've got a time to think.

I don't know.

First thing I've got to do is get rid of this.

Be careful, Frank. Whatever you do, be careful.

If anyone comes...

I'm out looking for a job.

Frank Murray?

What do you want? Detective Sergeant Wentworth, CID.

I didn't do it.

I swear I didn't do it.

You can do better than that, Murray.

It's the truth.

All right.

Let's go back to square one.

You admit stealing the money? Yes.

But I took it the night before.

Ed Maple said it wasn't in the safe. I'm telling you, it was.

Why should he lie?

I don't know.

You don't know.

Neither do I.

On the other hand, you'll admit there's every reason for you to lie, isn't

there, Murray? Yeah, but I'm not lying. I'm telling you the truth.

Well, don't you always tell us the truth.

All right, let's forget the safe.

Now, the secretary believes that Maple didn't take that money out of the

office. Therefore, we assume that he tucked it away somewhere.

Next day, he's found murdered, the place has been ransacked, and the money's

missing. You're on our list of suspects for the original safe job. We pull you

in, and there's the money.

Yeah, but I tell you, I took the money the night before.

Do you know how much there is?

Yes, 10,000 pounds.

And you seriously expect me to believe that Maple wouldn't have reported the

theft in the first place?

Look, Superintendent, I'm just a small-time crook.

I've been out of prison all my life, but never once for violence.

Well, now you're telling me I'm a murderer?

All I think is there's enough money involved this time for you to change

your habits.

Frank Murray, I'm holding you on a charge of breaking and entering.

I warn you, I'm not satisfied with your story. I shall make further inquiries.

Right, Constable?

But, Superintendent, look, I...

Come along.

What do you think, sir?

I don't know.

Well, something doesn't add up.

No, it's never this easy.

Still, 10,000 pounds is a pretty good motive.

I don't know.

Not for a man like Murray. Just doesn't fit.

Then you think he's telling the truth.

Well, if he is, why should Maple lie?

Supposing it wasn't his money?

All the more reason to report it.

Whether it was his money or not, there was £10,000 taken from that safe.

Maple must have known it was there.

Yet he said nothing about it.

Now we've got to find out why.

Well, what are we going to do about this, then?

About what?

You worry, my elder.

The papers are full of this murder. You just stand there. All I do is remain

perfectly calm.

If you're smart, you'll do exactly the same.

What are you going to do when they catch this thief?

The police believe that Maple was killed by a common thief.

Which is exactly what we want, isn't it?

Unless they get their hands on the money, there is nothing to connect us

with Maple.

Huh? What about Stella?

I hardly think she'll discuss her relationship with me.

Stupid as she is.

And when she finds you killed him?

But she won't find out.

Will she, Brad?

Yeah, well... Supposing this thief squeals?

Put yourself in his position.

Would you give yourself up?

They might find him. No doubt they will.

Eventually.

You must hope that he gets rid of the money first.

And if he doesn't?

Look, the chances are there'll be none the wiser, Bran.

Well, I don't like it.

I'm not exactly mad about the situation myself.

Mainly because it means we've got to stop work.

Look, for safety's sake, I want you to go down to the workshop and clear the

place out.

Make sure nothing's left.

We set up somewhere else, then?

I don't know yet.

All I'm interested at the moment is how much the police are going to find out

about that damn fool Maple.

You've got to hand it to them. It really is very good indeed.

Miss Simpson's here, sir.

Oh, right. Bring her in, will you?

Are you going to tell her about the money? Yes, I shall have to.

I'll fetch mine. Right.

Good afternoon.

Hello, Sergeant.

Will you sit down, please, Miss Simpson?

Thank you.

We've picked up the man that broke into your office.

I want you to take a look at him.

Well, I suppose you're out of a job now, huh?

Yes. I really don't know what I'll do.

Now, Miss Simpson, I want you to think very carefully.

Have you ever seen this man before?

Has he ever come into your office? Have you ever seen him with Maple?

No, Superintendent.

I've never seen him before.

All right, Mary.

Superintendent, will you listen to... I'll speak to you later, Murray, when

I'm ready.

Miss Simpson, I'm afraid this may be a bit of a shock, but we now know that

Maple was lying when he said the money hadn't been stolen.

Murray admitted sealing it.

But why should Mr. Maple lie?

To protect himself.

You see, these banknotes are counterfeit.

I'm afraid there's no mistake.

Each of these bundles has the same set of numbers.

Apart from that, they're very good forgeries.

Perhaps he didn't know.

Well, that's very unlikely, particularly when you think back to the way Maple

behaved when he knew the money had been stolen.

But you're suggesting that Mr. Maple was a criminal.

Yes, I'm afraid so.

Well, if the thief did steal the money the night before, which means that he

didn't come back for it, why was Mr. Maple killed?

Well, I think he was murdered because the money was stolen.

How long have you been working for Maple?

Three years.

More or less since he started.

And how much were you involved in his business affairs?

Well, he placed a great deal of trust in me, if that's what you mean.

In fact, I ran the place whenever he went away.

Miss Simpson, apart from the robbery, can you remember anything he said or did

that was unusual as far as the running of this business was concerned?

Um, no.

He was very nervous, and I know that he drank a lot, but...

Oh, yes.

There was an occasion when he became terribly angry because I opened a letter

that he didn't want me to.

This was a business letter?

Well, it wasn't really a letter. It was an invoice for a workshop that he

rented. A workshop?

I understood that the processing was always down at the premises.

Why should he need a workshop?

I don't know.

I only remember it particularly because he was so angry when I opened the

envelope.

Can you remember the address?

No, I'm afraid I can't.

I just remember that it was a workshop somewhere in London.

Yes.

Thank you, Miss Simpson.

Thank you for coming along.

There is one thing I must ask you. Yes?

That is not to tell anyone that the money was stolen or that the notes are

counterfeit. As far as you know, the thief just took 20 pounds and he's still

at large.

Yes, of course.

And I do mean anyone, not even your mum and dad.

If you should remember anything, you can get in touch with me here. I'm

particularly interested in the address of that workshop.

Yes, all right. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

What do you want?

Nothing. I'm just having a look.

What's your game?

Nothing, I tell you. I just came over to see what you was doing.

You've seen all you want to see? I haven't seen nothing.

That's right, you've seen nothing.

If I find you here again, I'll smash your face in, Nubs. Get out!

Who was that?

It's all right. Just some old tramp sticking his nose in.

I must go, Stella.

Brand will be back soon.

Oh, Jimmy, not now.

Why not now? I should have thought it was obvious.

It didn't seem to make much difference when he was alive.

Jimmy, swear to me that you had nothing to do with his death.

Why should I want to kill him?

Because of us, you and me.

Your husband was a fool, Stella.

He lost you long ago. I didn't have to kill him.

And you're forgetting something.

We were running a pretty lucrative business.

He was useful to me.

Yes, he was useful to you, but if ever I thought... Stella, you're talking a lot

of nonsense.

Why should I want to kill Tom?

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I must go now.

Don't forget to bring those papers when you find them.

I'll see you about four.

I might be out, so let yourself in and wait for me, will you? I'll wait.

Tom's dead and I'm sorry.

This is what we wanted, isn't it, darling?

Yep.

Yep, that's it. Play up the 20-pound angle.

Good.

No, not yet, but we'll get him or you'll never give us any peace.

Thanks, Jeff.

Cheers.

That was the news, sir. They'll cooperate.

So if your idea is that... Whoever killed Maple will think that Murray's

running around with £10,000 in his pocket.

Yes. Yes, that's right.

Have you checked Maple?

Yes, sir. There's nothing in records.

Do you think this workshop Miss Simpson was talking about could be a lead?

Very probably.

Otherwise, there'd be some record of it in her books.

We can only hope she comes up with the address.

Well, at least we know it's in London, sir.

Let's say Greater London.

Do you know what area that covers?

About 100 square miles.

More like 700.

So perhaps you'd like to start looking.

I've cleared the workshop.

Good.

I dumped it all on Filmer, like you said.

Can we trust him?

He owes me a favour.

Besides, I know far too much about him. Well, when do we start getting rid of

this lot? When I say.

The longer we keep the money, the more chance the law's got to jump us.

Leave the brain work to me, will you?

We'll be still with the money as planned, not a day before.

One thing bothers me.

Maple's secretary.

What about her?

I'm not sure.

Maple put a lot of trust in her.

She might know far more than she should.

He wouldn't have told her about us, surely?

We don't know, Brand.

I shall make a point of finding out.

How much is there there?

Ten thousand.

That'll keep us going for a while.

It would have been twice as much if that damn fool Maple hadn't been so careless.

Have you seen Stella since?

Yeah, I've seen her. Well, what are you going to do about her?

I don't know yet.

I'll string her along until I've made up my mind.

She's dangerous.

I can handle her.

I'll grant you that. She feeds out of your hand.

She's beginning to bore me.

What's she going to do when she discovers that you murdered her husband?

I can only trust her as long as she doesn't find out.

Yes, that's all very well, Mrs. Maple. But why haven't you told me this before?

I didn't know then that he killed my husband.

How long have they been working together?

Two years, perhaps more. I can't remember.

I had no idea at first that they were doing this.

It's only recently that I've been told.

I wonder if you would mind waiting in there for a few minutes, Mrs. Maypole.

Well?

He's on our books, all right, sir.

James Helder, alias Henry, alias Clarkson. What's the record?

Last convicted 12 years ago. Nothing known since.

Reading through this lot, I'd say he was a pretty smart customer.

He can't be so smart if he's done time.

Well, he should have done a lot more.

Each time we've lost him on insufficient evidence.

This time we won't have a murder.

We'll have to wrap it up pretty tight, won't we?

Shall I have him brought in, sir?

No, it's too risky.

All we've got's her word.

Yes, he's hardly likely to confirm it.

But we can make the count of it, charge stick.

And we will do, but not yet.

If we charge him on that count, it's ten to one, he'll get away with a killing.

He'll rig up an alibi faster than you can walk through that door.

So we keep an eye on him? Yes.

Sooner or later he'll make a mistake, and then we'll have him.

I apologize. I should have knocked.

That's all right.

I'm afraid I'm a little jumpy.

Yes, of course.

You're Miss Simpson, aren't you? Yes.

I'm afraid you won't know me, Miss Simpson.

I'm an old business associate of Tom's.

I've just got back from abroad and seen the newspapers. It's a terrible

business. Yes.

Tom spoke a great deal about you, Miss Simpson.

He was very fond of you, you know.

I'm surprised, but thank you.

He put a lot of trust in you.

Are the police doing anything?

Well, yes, they... I'm afraid I can't say.

Yes, of course.

Naturally, being an old friend, I'm very concerned.

I'm sure they're doing everything they can.

I hope so.

I don't know.

I would have thought that a man running around with 10,000 pounds wasn't so

difficult to find.

However, as you say, I expect they're doing all they can.

Yes, well, if you'll excuse me, Mr... Creighton. John Creighton.

I expect you have a lot of clearing up to do. Well, yes.

Yes, I have.

I hope you won't mind my calling in.

It was rather short.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Mr. Creighton.

What did you bring her here for?

I've told you I made a mistake about the money.

I thought it was only me who made mistakes.

Get rid of her.

How would you suggest?

Same way as you got rid of Maple, only fast.

One thing's certain.

She knows far too much to stay alive.

Come in.

Do you want to see Murray, sir? Yes, I try. Bring him in, Constable.

Murray, sir.

Sit down, Murray.

Look, Superintendent, what do I have to do?

I told you Maple wasn't even there.

But why can't you believe me?

I do believe you.

Then what's the idea?

We've kept you inside for your own sake, Murray.

If you'd been on the loose with that money, chances are you would have

finished up the same way as Mayfort.

Then you know who did it? Yes, I think so.

But I need proof.

And I think you can help me get it.

What do you want me to do? Now listen and I'll tell you.

Yes?

Helder? Yes, Wizard.

to see why that should interest me.

Then I'll jog your memory.

You see, I know about the money.

I still don't understand.

But I imagine the police might.

So do I.

Especially when I tell them I found your name in the box with the money.

You have a very fertile imagination, my friend.

No, that's one thing I don't have.

But I have got an eye for a quick deal.

You see, Mr. Helder, I've been asking a few questions about...

Well, it seems to me the police might be very interested in you, Mr. Hilda.

And a lot less interested in me.

What do you want?

I'll sell you the money.

But none of your cut price deals.

Pound for pound.

Ten thousand pounds, Mr. Hilda.

Or I give myself up.

I don't believe a word you say.

But before you do anything foolish, I'd like to meet you.

No dice.

That's the only way I talk business.

I'll think it over, and I'll call you back.

Wait a minute.

All right?

He's nearly on the hook.

All we need do is sit back and wait for him to buy it.

Now, look, the way I see... Think before you open your mouth, will you?

He must do something before he phones again.

If he phones again, suppose he goes straight to the law.

He wants money, not a clear conscience.

Maple was stupid, but even he wouldn't leave anything connected with me lying

around. He must have done it. How else would this bloke have known about you?

She must have told him.

I don't get that.

It's the only answer, and it fits.

You mean she's working a double cross?

There's only one way to find out. Not yet.

We'll wait until our mysterious friend phones again.

Then she'll come in very useful to bargain with.

All right, Murray, try them again.

Helder? Yes?

All right, I'll make sure.

But no funny stuff, eh?

Where are you now?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Go to Balance Court Underground Station.

It's now three. I'll meet you at 4.30.

How will I know you?

Buy an evening paper and put it in your left-hand coat pocket.

I'll do the rest.

And I advise you to play it straight.

I got rather a precious card up my sleeve.

What do you mean?

You'll see.

And bring the money.

I hate to think you're lying.

Don't worry, you'll get it.

I'd better.

4.30.

You did that very well, Murray.

So... What happens now?

We keep the appointment as arranged.

At least Sergeant Wentworth does.

Look, Superintendent, this held is no mug, you know.

He's going to spot the law a mile off.

Now let me finish the job.

Four o'clock.

Better get going.

Take him straight to the workshop.

I'll be waiting for you with the girl.

And make sure you're not followed.

He may not be working on his own.

Don't worry.

Right. You know what to do.

Show him these two, then take him back to your place to pick up the rest of the

money. We'll take over as soon as he's got it.

Right.

You're taking a chance, Murray. He's already killed once, you know.

He won't touch me until he's got all the money.

I'll start worrying then.

Remember, we shall be just behind you.

Yeah, I'll try not to forget that.

Well, I wish him luck

Where's the money?

I've got it here.

There we are.

Samples.

Where's the rest?

You didn't really think I was going to bring the lot, did you?

You double-cross him.

You'll get the rest of the money when I've got mine.

We'll see what the boss has to say about this.

Central 1 to Central 2. Message received.

Central 1 out.

Here we go.

What are you going to do?

Don't worry.

I told you I had a card up my sleeve.

What's she got to do with it?

Now, don't you play innocent with me.

She's been with you from the start. But I... Now, sir!

Has he got the money?

No. Only these two.

Now what are we going to do?

Take him outside.

Persuade him to tell us where he's got the money.

Thank you.

The girl?

Now we know where she went.

Didn't you see Murray?

No, he's made a break for it.

Get out.

Look out.

I wouldn't try anything, coppers.

Cover it up.

Thanks.

That's all right.

I've done what I wanted to do. What was that?

I don't like murderers.

It's been a pleasure to help you on this one.

You've done that all right.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, I'll be seeing you then.

I'll give you a lift.

What? I've still got that little matter of breaking and entering to talk about.

Yeah, well, you see, look.