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Thank you.

Thank you.

Bird watching?

Yeah, sort of.

Ever see a bird that's always on time?

Me. That'll be the day.

Every Tuesday at 3 o'clock. You can set your watch by it. And Friday.

Meeting a bus?

Yeah, a bus in trousers.

Looks like he's running late.

Must be working to rule.

I'd be in time for her.

Get on down there. Beat him to it.

Think I'd care?

No, wouldn't you?

Hey, up.

Here's lover boy.

My turn.

Twice a week, you say?

Yeah, Tuesday and Friday.

Come and sit in the car?

Yeah, always.

Give me the glasses.

You're in a clinch. I said give me the glasses.

I can see his number, but the way she parks, I can never get a look at hers.

Oh, maybe she's shy.

We'll have to go down there, won't we?

Get the camera.

Four days without you.

I'll never get used to it.

It's worse, not better.

Well, what are you going to do about it?

We can't go on sneaking out of town to see each other. I know, darling, I know.

You're quite content to let things go on as they are, aren't you?

Can I do? What can I do?

Plenty.

Divorce? Split up the partnership?

You know Betty would never divorce me, and Ben's a senior partner. He's got

control. He can't control himself, drunken mess.

He's got financial control.

If I take you away from him, he'll elbow me out.

What have I got then?

Now, Anna, be fair.

You're not the sort of woman to be content with love in a cottage, now are

you? If he divorced you and threw me out, what else would either of us have?

You said I was necessary to you.

I know it's true.

Well, then, for God's sake, do something about it, or let's chuck it in.

Chuck it in?

Well, I'm not going to put up with much more of this.

Last night, Ben hit me.

He'd been drinking.

It's not the first time he's hit me.

He often does when he's drunk.

Oh, he's sorry afterwards.

Weeping and maudling. He makes me sick.

That's why I turn to you, Ricky. I rely on you.

I suppose it's too much to ask.

I'm going back.

Wait, Anna.

Let's talk it over.

That's all we've been doing for weeks.

Talking round and round it.

For months.

Wait, Anna.

Can't you see the only way it can end?

Unless... Unless what?

Oh, no.

We might as well end it now.

Oh, don't go.

I haven't said I won't do something about it.

I just want to know what you want me to do.

You're more concerned about Betty than you pretend, aren't you?

Well, I'm only trying to be fair.

Fair? By having the best of both worlds?

Your partner's wife for a mistress, the firm's profits, and your own little

housemaus. Be fair to me.

If only Ben would take up with Betty.

It's a thought, isn't it?

The only lover Ben is likely to take up with is the bottle.

And as for Betty, that monument to propriety.

Unless... Darling, don't let's waste time. No, no, no, wait a minute.

Suppose there is a way.

Ricky, just how much would you do for me? Anything.

Oh, you just say that. Try me, come on.

Supposing Ben and Betty were found in circumstances pointing to an affair.

But what good found you seven?

Found.

Together.

Oh.

Asleep.

There's money there.

Both locked.

Never mind.

You can do the quarter lights, Joe. No.

Here. There's a milk stole in there.

No.

But it's easy. You can get in there. All I want from these cars is the

registration numbers. That's all. Just the numbers.

Playing at coppers.

I want to find out who this loving couple is.

The numbers will tell you that.

Sure. This one's from Kent.

This one's from Warwickshire.

A dollar each to the councils with an application.

And the county councils will tell you?

I'll need the names of the owners of these cars because they were in a shunt

with me. An accident.

There hasn't been any accident.

I wish there had have been.

Look at this.

One of Ben's old letters.

How are you showing me this?

He used to get quite steamed up in those days.

What is this, some subtle piece of sadism?

Oh, don't be a fool. Read it.

Would you know that letter was to me if I hadn't told you?

No, it's handwriting.

Yes, but apart from that.

My own dear, dear love, your adoring Ben. How could I? You're not named.

It's not dated, either.

That letter could have been written to anyone as late as yesterday.

Anyone? Betty, for instance.

If you found that letter on Betty, what would you think?

I get it.

You mean if we could plant it on her and pretend... No, Anna, it wouldn't work.

Well, don't jump the gun.

What about letters from Betty to you?

You kept any?

Of course not.

Oh, I might have one she wrote me when I went on that trip up north last week.

Affectionate? A bit.

We had a row before I left on the trip.

Dearest heart, she called me.

A kiss and make-up letter.

How did she sign it?

Notice.

Much love, Betty, I expect.

That would do.

If anyone was trying to prove that Ben and Betty were having an affair, a

couple of letters like this would do it, wouldn't they?

They'd deny it.

Not if they couldn't speak for themselves.

Think they're going to sleep there?

No, they're not sleeping.

Oh, listen to the birds.

What a lovely nest.

All the trimmings.

Hey, watch it. They're coming out.

Watch it. I'm on the camera.

Oh, put it down then.

What's gone into you?

It's those two.

Why should they have all the fun?

This which one?

What do you take me for?

Release the bonnet up. Have a look.

Now try.

Clever boy.

One thing I do know about cars, it's losing the ignition key that rarely

stumps you. If you don't know how to bypass the switch, you're stranded.

I'll show you how to do it sometime.

Why not?

Could come in useful. I must go now, Ricky.

The shareholders' meeting next week.

Think over what I told you.

See if you can find that letter from Betty.

I'll find it. The idea has a certain fascination.

I don't see it all the way yet.

But I think you might have started something.

Well, where have you been?

Out.

Don't give me that. I had to take a taxi home. Too bad, dear.

Anyway, you're early.

If you'd waited, I'd have picked you up at the office.

Why don't you tell me when you want to take the car?

I left a message.

Yes, with my secretary, after you've taken it. Oh, for goodness sake.

What if I wanted it for business?

What business?

Friday is your office day.

Now, look, I make the arrangements.

I'll pick something else.

I'll have your set of car keys.

Oh, don't make such a fuss.

I had to go down to Hemel Hempstead.

Mother's not well.

Another one of her imaginary heart attacks, I suppose.

Yes, actually.

But how am I to know if I don't go there?

Oh, give yourself a drink.

I have.

Look, I'm sorry.

I've had a hard day at the office.

What with Cedric.

Ricky?

What's wrong with him?

He never came back this afternoon.

What does he think he is, a sleeping partner? The damn fellow hasn't been

pulling his weight for months.

He's always in a dream or not there or something.

If it wasn't for Betty, I'd... You like Betty, don't you?

I'm sorry for her. I'm married to him.

Geisha 2390.

Look,

it's difficult here. What's the matter?

Ben's getting awkward.

He's taken my car keys.

Does he suspect?

I think so.

He says I can't use the car without asking him.

I think he's going to be obstinate.

Oh, darling, surely you can get away somehow.

Try bypassing the switch like I was explaining.

It's not just a question of having the car.

I'm afraid of Ben.

I won't give you up, Hannah.

Ricky, when you bypass the switch, does the key have any effect at all?

No. The engine just goes off running.

Even when the key's turned off?

Of course. The wires are bypassed.

Ricky, can you make something to fix across the wires that can be clipped on

in a moment?

Well, to be easier to get a duplicate key.

That's not what I want. I want something simple and detachable.

Will you help me? I suppose so.

Look, Bessie's hanging around. I'll have to hang up.

Who was it, Ricky?

I told you. Business.

What business?

Office business?

Oh, you do pester.

I'm a member of the firm, too.

Nominally?

Ben called you this afternoon.

What did he want?

Did you?

Said he couldn't find you. I had calls to make.

He was very angry.

Drunk, I expect.

He said Anna had taken the car without asking him. I don't blame her.

He'd have probably refused or chopped her head off.

You've been seeing Anna, haven't you? Not any more than you have.

I've seen you looking at each other.

Now, listen.

Last time they were here, I caught sight of you in the mirror.

You were holding hands under the table. Oh, come, that's ridiculous.

Since then, I've been noticing things.

Little things.

Imagination. Is it?

They add up.

Why, Betty, I do believe you're getting jealous.

Anna and I.

There's something going on between you two. You'd better be careful, Ricky.

Oh, pack it in.

Anna's a strong and determined woman.

Stronger than you.

Her marriage is unhappy. I'm not going to allow her to wreck mine.

Look, darling, you've got to stop talking like this.

You're an easy mark for a woman, Ricky.

You're weak.

Thanks. I'm not going to let Anna make a fool of you.

Or of me.

If I were to drop a hint to Ben... Oh, for God's sake!

He could have you chucked out of the firm. Now, look, darling.

Things are strained enough as they are without asking for trouble.

Well, I wouldn't say anything unless I were absolutely sure. Oh, poppycock.

Hmm?

You haven't denied it. Well, there's nothing to deny.

You are a bad liar, Ricky.

Everything you've said up to now has been an evasion.

Me have an affair with Anna?

But she's not the sort of woman I'd go for. Some men are attracted by dominant

women.

Look, I've told you I'm not having an affair with Anna or with anybody else.

Isn't that enough for you?

For the present.

In the meantime, you're going to have me watch like a hawk. Is that it? Oh,

that'll be nice.

I don't want to lose you, Ricky.

I married you for keeps.

Of course you did.

And that's how it's going to be.

For keeps.

Oh, you silly girl.

Hey, listen to this.

Dear sir, in reply to your inquiry, Rover 3 litre coupe registration number

523HUE appears from records registered in the name of Benjamin C. Arkwright.

The Willows would say it's a good address.

This is the one that Bird was driving.

So? Well, she's probably this fellow Arkwright's wife.

Or daughter.

Maybe he's old.

We'll have to find out, won't we?

We got the other one yesterday from Kent. Who was that?

Um, Cedric R.A. Gallon. Hey, hang on.

Arkwright and Gallon.

Gallon and Arkwright.

Does that ring a bell?

The name of the fella?

Yeah, could be.

Out of the way, Slade. I'm going to the post office.

Arkwright and Gallon.

I wonder if they're in the local directory.

You look tired.

Why don't you go to bed?

Mind out!

Bucket.

He's high, all right.

Hello, Betty.

How's Miguel?

Fine, thanks. How are you?

Tell you the truth, I had a couple. Just to make our drink without.

You must have had a lot of making up to do.

Why don't you two call a truce, Ben?

She doesn't like me very much today.

I had to stop her using the car.

And she thought she'd get the keys back with a couple of drinks, but she didn't.

So she's not coming to the meeting.

Somebody ought to stop you from using the car.

Don't worry, Betty. I run the car like I run the business. Straight ahead.

Afternoon, everybody.

Ah, a celebration, eh?

Too much of it. Oh, come now, with business booming.

What do you think of our new autumn range?

Not bad.

Not bad?

You wouldn't say that if Anna were here.

She won't be here.

Have one, Ben?

Yes, you betcha.

Could we have a little business before pleasure?

You get your business, MacArthur.

Nobody does any work here except me. You don't have to do anything for it.

So why don't you just relax and draw your dividends, huh?

Steady, Ben.

All right, everyone here.

Except Anna.

Well, Anna won't be here. Not that it makes much difference. There's nothing

controversial. Just our arrangements with Dernier Fashions. I don't imagine

anybody's going to argue about that. Not likely. It calls for congratulations,

eh? All right.

Let's all have a little drink, eh?

Mr. Chairman, there are certain rules of procedure... Suspended.

That's the way to deal with him.

You go after the drinks, Ricky.

That's the only way to float a new deal.

It's rather hot in here, isn't it? Gentlemen.

Including Mr. McGonagall. I find it just comfortable.

Here's to us. Who's like us?

Arkwright and Gallant. Arkwright and Gallant.

Well, well, well.

Arkwright and Gallant.

Fluffy, isn't it? Yeah, they're a partnership.

That means they have joint ownership.

Hey, I don't know whether that extends to their wives, though.

See? There they are.

There's the cars.

Yeah.

That's the same, too.

Clever old Joe.

Yeah, hey, watch it. Someone's coming.

From the caravan.

I wonder what he's done that for.

Leaving the engine running.

Must be coming out again.

It's not his car.

It's hers.

The one she was driving.

Look, Joe, the meat.

It's still there.

It's been in the car ever since.

Yeah, leave it.

She deserves to lose it. I said leave it.

I've got other things to do.

What things?

Going to see where they live.

Find out what I can if I make a touch with celebrate. That's a promise Now

that everybody we we're all friends and relations don't be too formal All we

want to do is let you know the business is doing and give you an opportunity of

course to express your views I can found their viewers express their appreciation

an excuse for a binge Well, isn't this Dernier fashions business any reason for

a binge?

Anybody who doesn't want to celebrate and bloody well go home And not meet

them. Meet who?

Now, look here, MacGyver, have you come here to be obstructive?

Now, you see, Ben, the fact is, Mr. MacGyver, that in about half an hour

we're entertaining the buyers of Dernier at a little party at the Mayfair.

Now, may I take it just for the record that this meeting of our shareholders

expresses confidence in the management and approves the action taken with

regard to Dernier Fashions?

Aye. Against?

I must say I'm a little concerned to discover how this new arrangement will

affect our long associations with our existing clients. Are you against the

motion? No, no, I only wanted to say that... I shall be very happy to relieve

you of your holding.

Oh, I didn't say... Well, bloody well, say something.

One way or the other. Really?

Then shall I take it that you dissent from the vote of confidence?

No.

I agree.

Under protest.

Very well. Motion carried unanimously.

That concludes the business. Meeting adjourned.

But I am not going to meet the Dernier people.

Suit yourself.

I don't think I quite should either.

He's in no fit condition.

Who's in no fit condition?

Ben, take it easy, please.

Well, everybody, if you'll all shove off down to the Mayfair, the Duchess Suite,

we'll be along soon.

Have a good time.

I'll be all right.

Never seen him so bad.

Shahid.

Well, he can't go to the party.

No. You'll have to take him home. I'll have to take charge of the reception.

Me?

I'll help you get him into his car. Then you can drive him home, right?

Yes, well, will Anna be there? I can't get him out by himself.

Not his home, ours.

No point in making more trouble for him with Anna.

Well, how long are you going to be then?

I can't just leave him sitting outside our house. He'll be had up for being

drunk in charge.

No, we don't want that either.

So drive the car into the garage, leave him there. He'll be all right.

I'll be along as soon as I can.

Let him sleep it off where no one can see him, right?

Right, I suppose.

Come on, then. Let's get him down.

Come on, then. Oh, Ben.

Where's everybody gone? Put yourself together, Ben.

Off to the party. Come on.

Where are we going?

Party, of course. Ah, we can't be there for the party. Come on.

I'll be there.

What have you come here for? I had to, Anna.

I couldn't go home.

I had to see you first.

You'd better have a drink.

Another one.

I tried to ring you earlier.

I was at the cinema.

The cinema?

Well, you were at your shindig.

I was at the cinema.

Then you had to come here and spoil it all.

You'd better go now. I hope nobody's seen you.

But what happened?

What we arranged.

Pull yourself together, Ricky.

It's all over now.

Kiss me, Mickey.

I'll have to go away for a while.

I didn't think you were going to run away and leave me without moral support.

We've every reason to be happy.

Nobody knows about us.

Ricky, we've got away with it.

Have we? Of course we have.

We're free.

We'll own the firm.

In a few months we can marry.

You're right, of course.

Now you've got to brace yourself.

You must go home now.

We'll find them.

What could be more natural?

Hey, mister.

Which way are you going? Any chance of a lift?

What the devil are you doing here?

Find a bus at the end of the road. Straight to Harrington's Wood.

What do you want?

A little chat, mate. In the car.

I'm tired of walking.

What do you want to talk about?

Well, we could talk about your caravan for a start.

I thought you might like to have someone look after it while you're away.

I don't know what the hell you mean.

Well, perhaps Mrs. Arkwright does.

Perhaps I should go and see her. Now, look here. If you attempt to bother Mrs.

Arkwright... She won't be pleased with you, will she?

Let's see. Where's Mrs. Arkwright now?

Down at the factory?

Or maybe it's Mrs. Gallen's caravan.

Maybe I should go and see her.

I'll bet she'd listen to me.

What's the matter, then?

Change your mind?

I'm going inside to call the police. Oh, yeah?

And what are you going to tell them?

That I asked for a job looking after your caravan?

Would you come in, please?

This man is trying to... Both of you. That's better.

Now, we're getting somewhere.

Anna, you don't know what this man is. I heard.

I can't stay long.

I told my girlfriend I'll be back in about an hour.

Barring accidents, of course.

I said Mrs. Arkwright might press me to stay.

In which case, the girlfriend takes over my business.

What is your business?

I'm interested in caravans.

Sir?

Well, I'd look after yours when you weren't there. Sort of an insurance

like. I mean, it wouldn't cost you much, but you'd feel more secure, wouldn't

you? I mean, nobody would come messing around.

You're like me, I'm sure.

You like privacy.

Supposing I tell you that we're not interested?

Well, that's very unwise, Mrs. But then maybe it's not your decision, is it?

Maybe I should wait until Mr. Arkwright comes home. Maybe it's his decision.

Anyway, I'm sure he'll advise you.

Well, if you want to hang around until Mr.

Arkwright gets back, that's your affair.

But I can assure you he's not likely to be interested.

Caravans.

He has his own amusements.

Oh, well.

I'll go and see Mrs. Gallant.

We don't give a damn what you do.

Mrs. Gallen is my husband's mistress.

You could be bluffing.

Changes the situation, doesn't it?

I don't think I believe you.

I don't care if you believe me or not.

Now get out.

What a set-up.

All the same, I think I'll have a word with Mr. Arkwright or Mrs. Gallen.

Just to make sure.

You do that.

If you're not out of here in ten seconds, I shall call the police.

Anna. You don't have to, missus.

They're already here.

Is this the back door?

Anna, I can't be found here.

You already are, dear.

Your car's outside.

You came here straight from your party.

So that you could drive me over to your place and I could bring Ben home.

You think they'll go for that?

Of course they will. It's cast iron.

That young tough.

He bluffed him.

When he reads about the suicide pact, he'll believe what I told him. He won't

go to the police.

Now remember, the last time you saw Betty was at the office when she drove

Ben home.

He was drunk.

Did you plant his letter in her dressing table drawer?

Yes, before I left home.

Right then.

Get yourself another drink.

Hello. How's it going?

That Morrison girl was here.

Sally? Hung around last night, hoping you'd come in.

Even bought herself two copies with her own money.

That's love for you. Watch it.

I got rid of her.

I'll bet you did.

What about you? How'd it go?

All washed up. They don't care about us. What a set-up. All of them two-timing

one another.

No kidding.

Yeah, it was a proper swap.

I wonder where the second pair had their love nest.

That way you wouldn't think they'd need any.

It's all too bad.

I don't know. There's something I can't put my finger on. Maybe they were

bluffing. That bird wasn't bluffing. You should have seen her.

She didn't give a damn, own you. She's a tough one, all right.

What I don't understand is when did she call the police?

It must have been when I was chatting up outside.

Perhaps the police were coming anyway.

Eh? I've seen this.

There.

Two dead in garage. What's this?

Lady industrialist, Mr. Benjamin Arkwright.

Woman identified as Mrs. Elizabeth Gallan.

It's true, then. They were cheating.

Joe, the other two, the two from the caravan.

Yeah? Wow.

This puts them on velvet, doesn't it? Yeah, they're laughing now, aren't they?

And the factory?

Arkwright and Gallan.

I expect Gallan's the boss now.

Marrying the boss's widow?

Lucky, aren't they?

Yeah, dead lucky.

Remember the other day when we saw the cars?

Yeah, what was he doing with that car?

He was making like a bloke trying to snatch it. Yeah, but you said it was the

other fellow's car.

George, which car were the lovebirds gassed in?

I don't know. Why?

Well, twice I could have had that mink stole.

Out at the lay-by and at the factory car park, and you wouldn't let me take it.

Well, how did I know?

The stole.

It was there.

At her house. That half-right dame's house. I saw it last night.

I told you not to... It's important.

I've got to see you.

Something's come up.

Drive out on the north road.

Turn left after the AA box.

What's all of this?

So that's why the police came.

Do they know you fiddled the ignition?

Well, how could they know?

Someone's trying it on. Well, I don't know how he knows, but can't you see we

can't afford... He wouldn't go to the police.

He's probably got a record. He didn't have to go to the police. He could write

it to them like this.

Well, even if he did, they couldn't prove anything now.

The caravan? Our meetings?

So what?

We were having our bit of fun, just as the police think Ben and Betty were.

They'd come and question us again.

Let them?

Anna, no.

We don't want the police asking more questions. It's bad enough as it is. I

know it's a bit of a shock, this character turning up like this.

But we can deal with him.

He scared him off before.

He didn't know about the suicide, then.

Now it's worse.

Then he thought it was only a bit of two-timing.

Now... We'll deal with him.

How?

You drive home.

I'll follow.

I've got a feeling he'll turn up soon.

Hello, Mr. Gellar.

Nice place you got here.

What do you want?

A little proposition like. Hey, do you mind if I have a drink?

It's your favorite scotch. A proposition?

What I'm selling.

Matter of fact, it's a...

An ignition lock.

Why should I be interested in that?

Oh, you need this one.

It can't be shorted.

Very nasty thing, a short circuit.

Just when everything's going like a bomb, you're bitched.

I don't understand.

Well, you might switch off, see?

But the engine goes on running. It's very risky. In a locked garage, for

instance. A fellow could lose his life like that. And anyone who happened to be

sitting next to him.

Not very likely.

Oh, yes, it's happened.

Now, this lock of mine. Where is it?

Well, it's still in the development stage. It needs capital.

That's why I've come to you, wealthy businessman taking over control of

Arkwright and Gallon. I thought you might like to invest to spread your

interests.

Suppose I don't.

Well, I'll have to hawk it around, won't I?

I mean, you might say, why not go to an organisation that uses a lot of cars?

Like a taxi firm.

Or the police. They use a lot of cars.

And they're interested in safety devices.

I don't know how much they pay, though.

How much capital do you want? Oh, a couple of thousand.

For that, you'd have all the rights.

What about you? Me?

I'd be content with a small salary.

Say, uh, 50 a week. Too much.

Mr. Gellan, you'd be insuring your future with a thing like this.

It's an investment, a safeguard against, well, disaster.

I'd have to think about it.

Well, don't think too long, will you?

The market's wide open and I've got heavy expenses.

I mean, look what I just got for the girlfriend.

That's Mrs.

Arkwright's. Yeah, that's right. She's got one, hasn't she? I've seen it in her

house. They're very alike. I stole it from her house.

Now, now, take it easy, mate.

When you were fixing that car that day, there was a mink stole in there, too.

Now, would you say it was the same one that was found in Mrs. Arkwright's house

that night?

Before they found the bodies?

Now, you come back to my proposition, mate.

I'd advise you to take an option.

How much?

My offer is open till this time tomorrow for, say, two weeks' salary in advance.

One hundred.

Without prejudice.

In notes.

Give it to him.

You did take the stone out of the car at the garage.

Give him the money.

Now we're in business together.

I'll phone you this time tomorrow.

Right?

I think you're going to make a very wise decision, mate.

He's here at the White Hart, pushing the boat out.

He's got his girlfriend with him.

She's wearing my mink stole.

Ricky, this is our chance.

What for?

We've got to safeguard our investment.

That's what he said.

Yes, but not his way, our way.

Meet me here at the White Hart car park.

Yeah, go on.

Come on, knock it back.

Boy, was he frightened.

Tomorrow, he's gonna come crawling on his knees to give me 2,000.

2,000!

Come on, darling, drink up. We're celebrating.

They're in there having a ball, but they shouldn't be out for a while yet.

Well, what do you want me to do?

Well, the girl's with him. We couldn't have dealt with them otherwise.

Now, this may be our only chance.

That's their car over there.

When they come out and drive off, you follow them.

What do I do then?

Shoot them?

They'll be going to Harrington's Wood. He said he had a caravan.

It must be that one on the site across the valley.

Well?

Well, they'll have to pass through some pretty deserted countryside on the way.

Are you suggesting I could drive them off a road?

What else?

It's the only way.

If you do it properly, the car will be smashed to bits. But you said they

wouldn't go to the police.

You've got that in writing.

Look, Ricky, it's them or me.

Take your choice.

Choose me, Ricky.

Oh, never mind.

It was empty anyway.

I'll tell you what.

We'll grab one on the road.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, waiter!

The bill!

We're leaving!

Isha 2390.

Ricky. Just back.

Well? Mission accomplished.

Couldn't have been more complete.

Feeling better?

Matter of fact, I am.

Suddenly I feel fine, just fine.

Good.

Extraordinary. I almost enjoyed it.

Ricky, have you been drinking?

I had a snort or two on the way back.

You come round here.

No, Ricky.

You come round. It's dark.

Who's to know?

Come on, Ella.

I'm waiting.

You're giving me orders now.

My turn.

You want me to come and get you?

No.

No, I'll come.

It's all here.

Two dying car crash, wreck burnt out.

The man was identified from police records as Joseph Trent, a dress

unknown, woman as yet unidentified.

The car was observed by a constable on the outskirts of the town being driven

in an erratic and dangerous manner.

Very good.

Worked like a charm.

What about marks on your car?

Scrape wing. Not as much in a car park.

There are indications that another car may have been involved.

Police are anxious to...

How would they know?

Fix the wing easily. No need to take it to a garage.

Only one thing, Anna.

It didn't take the road to Harrington's Wood.

Who's that at this hour?

Hello?

Gallant?

Yes?

You don't know me, but you... You knew my boyfriend.

What? Name of Joe.

See the papers this morning. He's dead.

Didn't come back to me from your house yesterday.

Now he's dead.

I'm very sorry for you, but I'm afraid I know nothing about all this.

Did you hear that?

It was the girl.

The girl was with him in the car. We both saw him. In your mink stole.

It was my mink stole.

But she's dead.

The paper says so.

was two-timing me, but he'd have come back.

He'd been with that Morrison bit before.

You have the wrong person, I told you.

I'm telling you, Mr. Gallant.

I know everything Joe knew.

We were partners, see?

And I've got pictures to prove it.

Pictures?

Photographs.

Didn't he even have to show them to you?

You must have sweetened him up some way.

Look here.

Mr. Gallant, just think it over.

Whatever Joe was, he was mine.

Wait. No, you wait.

Where's that widow woman of yours?

Is she there with you?

Look, I don't know what you think you're doing.

You will.

You're not getting away with anything.

It was another girl.

That's why he wasn't driving to Harrington's Wood.

Shall I read it back?

On receipt of your inquiry of the sixth inst, we had a revised estimate.

Oh, yes.

Gallon. You won't get away with it, Gallon.

You won't get away with any of it.

Look, I can't speak to you here.

You don't have to.

It's gone beyond talking now.

No need to break the window.

I have a front door.

Come in.

You're Joe Trent's girl, aren't you? How did you guess?

I heard about your telephone call to Mr. Gallen.

You think we had something to do with Joe's accident?

I'm sure you had.

Look, wait a moment. I'll tell you.

Joe Trent was here.

Asking for money?

Trying to extract blackmail.

Assuming that Mr. Gallen and I would not care for our association to be made

known.

He soon discovered that we didn't care.

So if you were hoping to take up where he left off... Now, wait a minute.

I know you bluffed him the first time he was here.

But what about the second?

After he discovered that your husband and Gallan's wife were dead.

No wonder you put it over on Joe.

You knew they were dead the first time he was here.

Oh, that isn't true.

The police brought the news while Joe was actually here.

He didn't choose to wait.

But he went back to Mr. Gallan when he realized it was murder.

Realized?

I understand he made himself completely ridiculous.

Then why did Mr. Gallen give him the money?

He could only have got it from him.

The newspaper said that he had a lot of money on him at the roadhouse.

Well, if he got money, he got it somewhere else.

Perhaps from that girl he was with.

He was two-timing you, wasn't he?

You should know all about two-timing.

Well, she must have had money. She was wearing furs. Was she?

How do you know?

Well, the papers.

Did the papers say that?

Sally Morrison with... I get it.

Your mink stole.

He said he'd snatch it.

Well, he didn't give it to you, did he? The stole that was in your husband's car

when your boyfriend was fiddling with the ignition.

Look, I don't know what you're talking about.

What do you hope to get out of this, money?

I could do with it.

And I'd like to make you pay.

Both of you.

That won't bring Joe back.

Back for what?

To cheat you again, like he did with that girl.

Oh, he'd cheat with girls.

Don't they all?

But he'd have come back to me.

Why are you so bitter against Mr. Gallen and me?

We didn't harm Joe.

The papers say another car might have been involved.

Couldn't have been yours.

Or his.

Maybe it should be looked into.

Oh, do stop it.

Look, I'm... I'm very sorry about Joe. I understand your feelings.

Let me try to make it up to you in some way.

How much is there?

More than enough to carry you over this... loss.

Money.

Never had any money.

Never had anyone like Joe, either.

You know what?

I'd tear it all up into little pieces if I could get him back for one day.

I understand.

Do you?

Oh, be practical.

Yes, I know it's easy to say, but it's nobody's fault.

It's not yours, it's not mine.

Maybe that girl's making him lose his head and she's gone.

Oh, look, take it.

It'll help to get you settled somehow.

I don't know what...

What Joe would want?

It's what you want now.

I want to get even.

All right, I'll take it and I'll let you know.

You'll let me know?

I'll call you. What?

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after. Look, we've got to get this settled now.

Never could make decisions in a hurry.

Weak, Joe used to say.

Did I tell you I've a brother?

Very fond of me. Hate to see anything happen to me.

I wrote to him this morning.

Well, makes me feel I'm not alone.

See you.

Did you get that wing fixed?

Not yet.

What about the girl?

I had to buy her off.

Not for long.

It won't last. She's out to make trouble. She's cut her brother in two.

So there's no end to it.

Not as long as we stay here.

Look, it's not your fault. It's not mine.

Where's your passport?

In the house.

That gives us about 24 hours.

It's not just a question of staying here and being bled.

The girl's neurotic. She's obsessed with getting even.

I don't trust her.

You've got to get out fast.

Bring all the money you can lay your hands on.

I suppose I don't want to run.

Do you realize the danger you're in?

You fixed the switch on the car. The girl saw you.

They were gassed in this garage.

You sideswiped the car.

What kind of woman are you? A live one, and I intend to stay that way.

You can always turn me around your finger. The things I've done for you.

For us, Ricky.

You wanted me, didn't you?

I came to you.

I'd have reckoned with Betty in the firm.

But you wanted the money, too.

Take what you want and pay for it. That's what you always used to say.

Now, because things go wrong, the spine's gone out of you.

Pull yourself together, Ricky. We've got to get out of here now.

It's too late.

Ricky.

Ricky!

This is what it's come to already. What next?

What would it be like as time went on? I should never be able to look at you

without wanting to... No, I can't face it.

Ricky.

It's over.

I thought I loved you once, really loved you from my heart.

You'll love me again, Ricky.

Come with me. Why?

Afterwards, if you still want to go, I won't try to keep you.

But you must come with me now.

What you mean is you're afraid to leave me behind?

Afraid I'll confess to everything your part in it, too?

Would you?

Ricky, what are you going to do?

The only possible thing.

I'm going to tell them everything.

You're determined to do it.

What are you going to say?

What you mean is, shall I implicate you?

A man can only confess for himself his own actions.

They'll have to think what they wish.

Are you going to tell them about the car crash, too?

That you killed him because you thought he'd found us?

Here's my confession in writing.

I don't know what to say.

Well,

Ricky, I...

Inconvenient, isn't it?

Were you listening?

I wanted to give you this.

I shan't have any use for it.

But you won't either.

I've telephoned the police. They'll be here soon.

Calm down.

What's so funny?

Arkwright and Gallen.

They're really in partnership now.