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That's me, young lady. Come in.

You found your way all right?

Yes, your directions were most careful. Come along in and we'll have a little

chat, shall we?

So glad you came.

Mr. Scrooby, why have you asked me here?

Because, as I said in my letter, my dear, I can do something for you, now

that your mother is dead.

I don't quite understand.

Miss Coltby, I knew your father.

Mr. Scrooby, I don't wish to discuss my father with you.

You see, my dear, I know the truth.

I was with your father when he... He did not kill him. He told my mother he

didn't. Nonetheless, the law found him guilty of murder, and he was hanged,

poor chap.

I wish to leave, Mr. Scrooby.

Unlock this door.

Stop being hysterical, young woman.

Come back and let's talk about this sensibly.

Unlock this door.

Or what?

Let me out of here at once, I say.

You will go when I say so, Anne, and not before.

Until then, you may as well control yourself.

I don't want to knock sense into you unless you make me.

It's better, my dear.

Now sit quietly and let's talk business.

We don't want to be bad friends, do we?

I am ready to help you if you will help me. We'll be partners.

Don't lose your voice, Anne, or I shall have to find it for you.

I don't know what you mean.

You know what I mean as well as I do.

You can't sell the diamonds yourself.

You don't know how and any way you'd be caught.

I'll do it for you and we'll share the proceeds.

Ten thousand pounds is a lot of money.

What on earth are you talking about?

Come, Anne, my dear. You know better than that. You're a bright girl.

Now, don't misunderstand me.

You have a right to half the money they'll fetch.

After all, your father gave his life for it.

Very soon after he was hanged, I had a long telephone talk with your mother.

Fancy. You'd have been about three then, and now look at you, a beautiful young

woman.

Your mother denied that Jim told her where the diamonds were hidden.

But I knew she was lying.

Wasn't she, Anne?

Wasn't she?

I don't know anything about any diamonds. I've never heard of them

before. And I suppose you don't know that your father was hanged for murder.

For battering a defenseless old man to death.

He didn't. He was innocent, I tell you.

He did, Anne.

I was there.

And I saw it.

But I wasn't so slow-witted as he was.

I got out quick.

Now listen, young woman.

I've been out of England for 20 years.

I've come back now under a different name and I'm glad to say looking a much

better man.

And you know what's brought me back?

The news of your mother's death two weeks ago.

Mind you, I haven't been far away.

From time to time, kind friends have sent me news of you and your mother.

You'll be surprised how much I know about you.

But nothing she did made me think that your mother ever sold the diamonds or

returned them to their owners.

She still had them when she died.

Didn't she, Anne?

What a strong-willed girl you are.

Do you realize that you're alone with me in this house?

That there's no one within call?

Does anyone know you've come here?

I think not.

You see, I know that your mother made you live the life of a recluse, isolated

from the world around you.

She was scared, wasn't she, that the shame of your father's death would haunt

you. She kept you tied to her apron.

Didn't she, Anne?

But now she's dead, you can be rich and have a new kind of life. You can wear

lovely clothes.

You can travel and see the world. You're a pretty girl.

And with lots of money... Where are those diamonds, Anne?

Nice going, kid.

Hi, kid. Feeling better?

That's great.

Smoke.

I'd like some more light.

Buddy, are you yours?

No, I've never seen him before this evening.

Lucky for you.

Sorry, did I tie him too tight?

I'd have a signal when you came to.

I'd have killed him myself.

He's... He's not dead.

He sure is.

Tried to fix him up, but... Tell me something, kid.

Was it down to level what he said about your old man?

Heard most of yakking before I busted the door open.

Don't blame me for slugging him.

But he attacked me.

I know that, but you gotta sell it to the cops.

After all, you had a motive, remember?

But you were here in the house.

You know what happened.

Could be they wouldn't believe me.

They'd maybe figure I was lying.

We did it together.

Come on, let's get out of this room, babe.

I got a kettle boiling in back.

Something hot will do you good.

We've had a tough break.

Say, here's some dish.

Remind me, we gotta talk about that later.

Hey, take it easy, kid.

You're gonna be okay now.

Lainey, we got a situation to think through.

We won't do no good running away from it.

I'm going to the police.

You ain't.

Oh, don't worry. I shan't tell them about you.

You couldn't help it.

They'd work on you.

Oh, you limeys don't use no third degree or rough stuff.

I don't know.

You'd talk just the same.

No, I wouldn't. I'd just tell them the truth.

Wake up, kid.

If they believed you, they'd stick you for manslaughter.

You'd be star witness at the inquest.

The papers would tear you wide open.

Killer's daughter slays for revenge.

Still want to go to the police?

What else can I do?

Can we do, you mean?

I'm in this thing as much as you are now.

First, we got to get rid of the body.

Always get rid of the corpus delecti.

That's what the book says.

Got any ideas?

Wait a minute.

What a dope I am.

It's made for the job.

Listen, there ain't no marks on him except where he... Stop it!

You've never been kissed before.

Kissed, I mean.

Oh, I forgot.

You don't even know my name.

Meet Roderick Douglas Fenner.

Rod to you.

Until tonight, blackmailed by Mr. William Scrooby, now deceased.

Thanks to Miss Ann Colby, daughter of... Sorry,

kid.

Tell you what.

You've had a tough time tonight.

Maybe you better stay here, huh?

Anyone expecting you home?

No next-door neighbors?

I hardly ever see them.

Smart girl.

Don't I have to worry what time you get home tomorrow?

You can have my room and I'll take Scrooby's.

Don't be scared.

Time for that after you tell me.

Tell you? Tell you what?

You're a smart kid.

But you didn't fool Scrooby and you can't fool me either, you know.

Those diamonds were worth 10,000 quid 20 years ago.

I Bet you the cash for double that right now Don't you understand?

I'd never heard of any diamonds until mr. Scrooby talked about them All right,

babe Have it your way You're the boss

Things will look different in the morning. Maybe I'm going home now. Mr.

Fenner and I still intend going to the police

Will you please fetch my coat from the other room?

It'll be cold out.

Thought you might like one for the road.

Thanks, Rod.

Nice of you.

Okay.

I am cold.

Thank you for trying to help me.

Time to hatch.

Ain't you forgetting something?

Am I?

Uh-huh.

A while back, I asked you to remind me to remind you that... you're a real

doll, that's all.

Do you mean that really?

Yeah, sure I do.

Nobody's ever said that to me before.

Because nobody's never seen you before.

I never had no chance to look.

Like I heard it, your old lady kept you locked up like a nun.

She did it for the best.

She was frightened of gossip and tried to protect me.

She sure succeeded.

You know something, babe?

I'm real glad I came back early tonight.

Scrooby didn't expect middle of midnight.

A coming old guy sent me way over the other side of town to do a job for him.

Figured I'd fool him.

Get back quick and have things out with him.

I never guessed I'd find a doll like you here.

Well, what's wrong, kid?

You're so strange.

Dizzy. Oh, jitters. That's what it is.

You sit quiet a minute, I'll get you another drink. No, no, I must go home.

Help me up, please.

My coat.

You'll be okay, kid, when you hit the air. Want me to come with you? No, I

should be all right.

Such a smart baby as you thought you were.

But you'll learn.

From now on, Rod's the top kicker around here.

Rod? Rod?

Yeah?

Where is he? What have you done with him? Hey, hey, go slow.

Come in back and I'll tell you.

You don't want to spoil a good breakfast, do you, kid?

It's not Hey, you are a doll even in daylight don't pay the fool

I've never been more serious in my life Give me a few more

days. I'll put a light in your eyes. You ain't never had before

What did you do with him

got rid of the corpus delicti like we said

Black as hell.

Someone will find him in the police.

Sure.

Cops will start asking questions.

But by then we'll be far away, won't we, kid?

Should have beat it last night.

But you couldn't make it, could you?

Well, it ain't every day you kill a guy.

Hey, relax, will you?

A bad man's dead.

So what?

Skip it.

We got our own future to think of, ain't we?

Did you say our future?

That's right.

Look, I've been thinking this thing through all night.

When I sell those diamonds, there'll be plenty of loot for both of us.

What do you say we team up together, huh?

I go for you, baby.

Get upstairs, quick.

Don't just sit there and be that.

Now, hold it. Better you go. Think you can face it?

Good test for your guts.

It's probably only the postman.

Postman, knock.

Well, then it'll be the milkman.

Okay, now?

Well, make it fast. Don't let it ring again.

Good morning, miss.

I'm sorry to disturb you, but is Mr. William Scrooby in?

Why, no, he...

Do you know if he was here last night, miss?

No.

I'm afraid I don't know.

You live here, miss?

Yes. Well, that is, I have a room here.

When did you last see him, miss?

Yesterday. Yesterday afternoon.

You're not a relative, are you?

No. Hardly know him at all.

I see.

Well, I'm afraid he's had an accident, miss.

Down there.

Sergeant will be along soon, miss. Have a word.

Is there anyone else in the house, miss?

No, only me.

You'll not be going out, miss?

No, well, not for an hour or so.

Well, he'll be here by then.

Just one other thing, miss.

Did Mr. Scrooby happen to have a bicycle, do you know?

Bicycle?

I'm afraid I don't know.

Do you mind if I take a quick look round the back, miss?

Of course not.

Thanks very much. Shantay, Glong.

You had me scared, kid. I thought you'd gone.

Gone? Gone where?

Where's the cop?

In the garden, round at the back.

He's looking for a bicycle.

Rod, I'm scared. What shall I do?

Look, baby, don't lose your nerve.

Take a quick look around the bedroom and kitchen.

Make sure he ain't left nothing.

Wait five minutes, then beat it.

But I can't. A police sergeant's coming.

Listen, can't you?

Now wait five minutes, then sneak out front.

I'll take care of that cop.

Now, don't run.

Don't a hurry. Act natural.

Go through the passage where them trees are.

Take the long path by the sports field.

That'll let you out at the main road.

Turn right to the bus stop.

Wait for me there.

Understand, kid?

Okay?

Good morning, sir.

Do you live here?

No, constable, but I used to.

Can I help you?

Well, sir, I'm looking for a... Mind if I take a look at that bicycle of yours,

sir? Well, I'm in rather a hurry to get to work, but...

Pump the next bus and stay on it.

Oh, here's my bus.

Come on, Nippy.

Bye-bye.

Where to, lady?

Sixpenny, please.

Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you.

Fairs, please.

One and a half throtneys, please.

Here you are, Nibby.

Sit round properly, do.

I'm going to have a tooth out.

Behave yourself, Nibby. I'm so sorry, dear.

It's quite all right.

Which one?

That one. Such a handful. I'll be glad when he's gone back to school.

How old is he?

Five and three quarters.

Do you live round here, dear?

No, I've been seeing friends.

Thought I hadn't seen you before. That's why I asked.

Oh, well, here we are.

It's a short ride, but it all helps the feet.

Bye-bye, dear.

Okay, so far, kid. Nice going.

Now, listen.

Where to, mister?

Three penny.

Thank you, mister.

I got your address from a letter in your handbag.

I'm heading straight there.

I got your door key.

Stay on this bus. Get off at Marble Arch.

Go to one of them second-hand clothing stores up Edgeware Road.

Get me a suit.

English style.

Shirt, tie.

Six foot one, 28 inch waist, 15 and a half collar.

Here, take the stove.

Quick.

I need you, chicken.

Make it fast.

I'll be waiting at your home.

Woman slept here last night.

Powder on the dressing table amongst the dust.

One hair pin, one hair clip.

Good girl, though, I suspect.

Didn't move all night.

Slept outside the bedclothes, too, for some reason. Best known to herself.

Fairish hair.

Not long, not short.

No lipstick worth talking about.

Sure? Sure, I'm sure, sir.

Not a trace of it on the sheet or pillar.

No cotton wool or tissue to show she wiped it off.

No marks on the dressing table to show there were any pots of stuff.

I should say she spent just the one night here, sir.

Any dabs?

On the chair and door.

I've called the fingerprints and lab boys over to take a look.

What about the room opposite?

Jed slept there, sir.

Ginger hair.

Been walking in thick black mud.

Bits ripped from the garden on the stairs and carpets.

Smokes American cigarettes.

Found a couple of new packs over there.

Very few dabs from him, but I think we're fine enough.

In the front rooms?

One empty, the other not used last night.

Usual collection of clothes and old junk. Mr. Scrooge's, I suppose.

No papers or documents.

A lot of burnt papers down the kitchen range.

Bathroom been used this morning, but no help there.

And downstairs?

Another angle on the dead man, I reckon, sir.

Light to go down.

How's the wife, Stu?

Treaded middling, thanks.

She'll have her own by Christmas.

Good.

Good morning, dear. What can I show you?

We're only gelling gents things, you know.

I want a suit for my brother.

What's he wanted for?

For best?

Cheap but good, eh?

Would you know his vital statistics?

Well, he's tall, about six foot one.

In his waist, lad, that's what matters.

Twenty-eight, he said.

Smart young fella, eh?

Like his sister.

Oh, and what's the colour of his hair, lad?

Red, very red.

Red, eh?

And you want a light colour, won't you?

Here we are, and what about this?

Take a suit like that.

There's a two-piece suit, hardly been worn.

That's a special bit of stuff. Go on, have a feel.

I think perhaps it's a bit too good. Look, darling, in the long run, best is

cheapest. Eight pounds fifteen.

If that suit was new, not a penny under twenty quid.

Too dear?

All right, I'll tell you what I'll do for a smart young lady like you. I'll

knock off the fifteen, Bob.

I'll give it away.

Are you sure I can fit him?

Sure, Dux. Look, I'll tell you what.

If this suit don't fit him like he was born in it, tell him to bring it back.

I'll change it any time within the next seven days, and I'll only charge him ten

bob. There's a bargain. And what's more, I'll sling in this hanger for nothing.

There you are. Look at that.

Hotel de Paris.

That's nice of you. Thank you very much.

Now, is there anything else you want?

I've got some smashing ties and shirts.

Look, I'll tell you what. How about a lovely pair of suede shoes, eh?

The shirt and a tie, please.

I've got just the thing.

Here you are. Look at this.

Just arrived in from the States. You can't buy ties like that in England.

I think perhaps this plain striped one will do.

Picture's a bit too flashy for me, Marty.

Okay.

All the lads around here are wearing them, you know.

And a plain coloured shirt, size 15 and a half.

15 and a half.

How about this pale green one?

Yes, that's right.

How much is all this?

You're right, Sergeant. There is blood here.

And broken glass, too.

And someone's had a go at cleaning it up.

Some in that chair, too, sir. Also been wiped off.

Your view is that old Scrooby was dead before being on the railway line, huh?

Somebody actually put him there. That's how it looks to me.

Explain the tar marks too, sir.

Wheeled the body over on a bicycle, eh?

Which we haven't found yet.

It's possible, I suppose.

I know that look of yours, Stuart.

All right, let's have it.

Also...

If this ginger-headed chap and his girlfriend were in this lock together,

you'd rightly expect only one bed to have been used upstairs, not two.

You've got a nasty mind.

What if they were brother and sister?

Unlikely, I submit, sir.

Everything okay, kid? Of course. Why not?

No one saw you leave?

From Scroobies? Yeah.

No one. Sure?

Yes.

That Sarcho up? At the house? No.

Tell me something, kid.

Who lives next door?

No one. It's still blitz from the war.

That way?

A nice old German professor and his deaf wife.

He plays the violin.

Not a sound.

Guess he's out professing right now.

That the suit? Yes.

That's great. I sure missed you, chicken.

So you didn't change your mind, huh?

Change my mind?

Could have gone to the cops.

I could, but I decided not to.

Why?

Have you forgotten what you said this morning?

Oh, about Scrooby?

No, about us.

Oh, sure.

Sure, I meant all I said.

But let's talk about that later, huh? See what you got for me.

Here's the rest of your money. Thanks.

Hmm.

Not bad.

Not bad.

Well, you told me to get something English.

Say, you got good taste, kid.

Now, me, I ought to pick the fancy one.

But you got style.

Thanks, babe. Be great.

I think I'll go and change right now.

Guess I'll have a bath, too.

Water hot?

It's like the heater. It doesn't take a minute to get hot.

Was there any grub in the house?

Not much, I'm afraid.

I was going to the shops this morning.

I'll find something for you.

It's my girl.

Okay, I'll go change.

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do.

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do.

You little fool.

I'd swear, sir, that his voice was put on.

Come to think of it, it sounded a bit Yankee-like.

Cigarette, sir.

Potomac brand.

Potomac, please, Sergeant.

And the girl he spoke to?

Very attractive, sir.

Brownish hair, done in a sort of fringe.

Violet eyes.

A kind of jersey dress.

Medium height, I'd say. And a very striking figure, sir.

Thanks, Kenny.

Any idea, Sergeant?

Yes, sir.

I'd like to see a house-to-house check done right away.

All the houses around here and up to the main road.

Someone must have seen a ginger-headed chap on a bike and a striking young lady

at that hour.

I've known too many jobs like this gone wrong because witnesses weren't tackled

sooner enough.

Yes, I agree.

How many men do you want to do the job properly?

With ten men, the job will take just over a couple of hours.

All right, go ahead, but don't rush it.

Tell the men not to be too impatient.

One reliable witness is worth 50 pieces of gossip. I'll come with you.

All right, Canning, you'd better report sick.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Honolulu, Tahiti, South Sea Islands.

I can't wait.

Baby, you're going to look swell in a salon.

Brother, can I use the drink?

The minute I saw you, I knew how I'd feel about you.

I knew how you'd feel about me, too.

You liked me from the beginning, didn't you, chicken?

Do you be cold?

We'll get along fine together, you and me.

Would you marry me, Ann?

If things were different.

Well, we'll make them different where we're going.

Like I said, you're the boss.

Anything you say.

Listen. Do you think I can't see what kind of life you've had in this dump of

a place? Looking after the old lady, tied through her skirts.

Never going out.

Locked up like a... Rod, please.

Listen, Ann.

We've both been lonely.

Well,

we can be together now.

You and me.

I never had a steady girl.

Never had a chance.

Bet you had lots of girls.

Maybe.

Never one like you.

I thought maybe you could check in the records at your base to see if this

description fits any of your boys that are missing.

Why, sure, sir. We'll be happy to help.

First, have you got his prints?

Fine, fine.

Have them sent over to me fast.

Now, go ahead with this picture.

Yeah.

Yeah.

What's his weight at a guess well to you he'll be about 170 pounds and we've

reason to believe he's a ginger-headed fellow What's laying on the line kid One

we got rid of screwy To Fates brought you and me together like

they say I get to know how you got the diamonds Three

wrap them up together and bingo We can buy a passage for two to paradise, baby.

If you'll play.

Crazy for you, baby.

You've got a beautiful soft skin.

Please, don't touch me.

Let's play it friendly, huh?

Tell me what I'm gonna do.

I'm going to show you what a good guy I am.

I'm going to give you some more time to think this thing through.

You're the only grub in the joint.

I told you I was going to the shops this morning.

I know. I'll go out now. It won't take me ten minutes.

How long are you going to be around?

Me?

Stay until this thing blows over.

By now, who knows? Maybe every cop in London has their descriptions.

So I'm staying put right here for two, three, maybe five days.

Maybe a week, maybe more. Who knows?

We'll have a chance to get to know each other better, won't we?

Take off that coat.

Now you know who's pop kick around here. If you think I'm dumb enough to let you

out of this house, you're nothing. You go straight to the cop.

No, I wouldn't. I swear I wouldn't.

Why do you think I came back here to you, if you think that?

That's right.

Why did you?

Because you're scared.

Scared because you killed a guy.

No, it's not true.

I was, but I'm not now.

Why?

I'm frightened of you.

You act so strangely.

A moment you're...

Warm and kind and friendly.

And then suddenly you're cruel and bitter and mean.

That's right.

I am mean.

I've been made mean.

You'd be mean too, kid, if you'd had every lousy thing against you all your

life. But I have, Rod.

Not in the same rough way as you, but all my life I've suffered for what they

did to my father.

Just as alone as you are.

Perhaps more.

But can't you see that?

Then play it my way.

Why are you so hot to get out of here right now, baby?

I just thought it'd be safer if I went, that's all.

I'm known around here and you're not.

People would see your red hair. You might be recognized.

Smart all of a sudden, huh?

Sure.

My hair's no help.

I'll fix that.

Say there's a closet full of junk up in the bathroom.

And maybe old lady died of hair.

Did she?

I don't know.

Perhaps there's something up there you could use.

Yeah, maybe.

I'll go look.

Now you get busy and start listing the grub we need from the store.

And make it enough for a week at least.

And no more lousy stuff like that. I like to eat good.

And I eat plenty, remember.

cookie.

Thought you'd like to question her yourself, sir.

Talkative type.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Pomeroy.

This is Detective Superintendent Harding. May we come in? Oh, please do.

My husband isn't back yet, of course, but I'm the one you want to see, aren't

I, Superintendent?

Nice place you've got here, Mrs.

Pomeroy.

Oh, it's not so bad.

Have a cup of tea, Superintendent.

We don't keep anything stronger in the house, I'm afraid.

No, thanks.

Let's get on, shall we? The lady's already given us a very good description

of the man on the bicycle, sir. Just like Marlon Brando, he was. Tough

-looking type, but then some women find him attractive.

Yes, indeed.

I gather there was something you found about the girl that was rather unusual,

shall we say?

We sat right by her on the bus, didn't we, Nibby?

She was a smasher, real good-looking.

Sexy, too, I'd say.

But she seemed frightened, scared, sort of on edge-like.

You know Super.

Yes, I know.

Is there anything else? This is very important, you know.

Actually, there is.

You mustn't think I'm boasting now, but I have a wonderful memory for faces.

George, my man, he'll tell you I can remember faces for years. Not names,

mind you, but faces.

Once I've seen a person, especially somebody striking, I can remember their

face again years and years later.

You mean you've seen this girl before?

Exactly, Superintendent.

Not in the flesh, so to speak, but her picture. I'm positive I've seen her

photo in the paper.

In a newspaper?

I'm not sure. I think so.

We only take a picture paper.

Here it is.

Mind a moment, Nippy.

Isn't he a brave boy?

Had his first tooth out today and all he did was laugh.

You got your Christmas presents early, Sammy.

You Superman.

It's not in today's, of course, but I know it was on this page, right in the

middle, just there.

How long ago do you think it would be, Mrs Pomeroy?

Have a guess.

I couldn't just say.

But not long back.

It's no use you looking there, Sergeant.

We used yesterday's paper to light the fire with.

You've been very helpful, Mrs Pomeroy, and I'm sure you're going to help a

great deal more.

If I have all the back numbers of this paper sent over, would you be kind

enough to go through them tonight with Sergeant Page and...

See if you can find what you think is the picture of this girl. I don't think,

I know.

So you had it all figured out, huh?

You're a smart cookie.

Too smart.

I got downstairs at the wrong time, didn't I?

I was going to tell you.

Yeah, tell me what?

You won't believe me now, but I was going to tell you before they came so

that you could have got away.

I planned to go to my bank and draw out most of my money so that you could have

gone abroad.

I hope that... You hope?

You hope to take me for a ride?

You hope to give me a lot of luck up game. Well, you hope wrong Okay,

you want to play it tough I'll play it tough but don't a squawk

No one knows I'm here And no

one's gonna care much if you don't show up for a while, right So your best

chance is to keep me happy and I don't feel very happy right now

Now, listen.

First, I'm going to take care of this hair job.

Then I'm going right out to buy us a stock of food.

Too bad you didn't make out that list.

Now you got to like what I like.

But before I go, I'm going to fix you so you don't cause me no more trouble.

No, please, Rod, don't. I promise I won't do a thing. I won't move from

here.

I know darn well you won't.

Go on, swallow it.

Come on, put your head back, swallow it.

Okay.

That'll work fast while I'm fixing my hair.

index and middle fingers, and sight print of left thumb.

I coincide exactly with the prints of Private Roderick Douglas Fenner.

Serial number 312507087.

Mm-hmm.

How long is it since he deserted, Colonel?

Uh, two years, Superintendent.

From our base camp at Wellingford.

Oxfordshire.

Anything else on him?

Nope. Except that the record says he's a mean bit of rebellious kind of egg.

Could be killer if gotten into a tight spot.

No.

No.

No.

Fisher blames Bobby Soxers.

He would, the old...

But he enjoys himself, though.

No.

Model marries Roger.

Wonder what ever happened to her.

Oh, come on, Vi. Hurry it up.

I want my tea.

No.

No.

No. No.

Dope thing switches sex.

The things people get up to Sarge, really. I don't know.

kind of face.

But it's not her, though.

Wait a moment.

I've suddenly thought.

I'm positive it was something to do with the competition.

The girl was one of the winners. Not the winner, mind you, because her picture

was on the front page.

But... A sort of runner-up, eh?

That's right, George.

Because I remember Mrs. Mundy and me thought she should have won it, and not

the girl that did.

Don't you worry, Sarge. I'll find her.

I've got the lights on, George. I can hardly see.

Pathologists report on Scrooby's body, sir. Thanks.

Immediate cause of death.

A series of heavy blows with a blunt instrument which cracked the skull

causing severe haemorrhage.

Head wound details.

There were two lots. Those which caused death and those caused afterwards by

train.

I told you what I'd do if you tried to double-cross me again.

Cut it out, understand?

Get up quick and come downstairs.

I'm hungry.

I got us enough food for a couple of weeks.

Say, when did you have your picture in the papers, kid?

Oh, that.

That was some silly competition, rather.

Someone sent it in for a joke, and then one day there it was in the paper.

Your hair looks kind of cute that way.

That's how my mother liked it.

You get a prize or something?

Girl who won got 500 pounds and a film contract.

I was second and got a week's cruise.

Bet you had yourself a big time.

I didn't go as it happened. My mother didn't approve.

See?

That is tough.

Like I told you, baby, you're making a big mistake not to string along with me.

We could have had a swell time going places.

I could have made you happy.

You think that now, don't you?

Would you for long?

Sure.

Yeah.

I told you, I ain't never had a steady girl.

Not like you.

You got class.

You got what it takes.

Don't get a lie down, I'm getting mushy.

Ain't letting no pretty damn get in my way, no sir.

I'm for number one.

That's me.

And why?

Because no one else is for me, that's why.

That's way a wrong run.

Lots of people are for you and with you.

If you'd let them be.

I'll put you to yakking.

You can't fool me. Your old lady kept the trap shut all that time.

She told you where she hid them, didn't she?

Now come on, spit her out.

No, Rod, she didn't.

Because there never have been any diamonds.

I'd have told you if there had been.

I don't want to hurt you, chicken.

Don't make me do it.

Why don't we get it?

Why don't we get it?

Here's a number that keeps popping up all over the place.

Rocking, loving, baby.

No. Knock it off.

I need some sleep.

I'm going to get up.

I tried to give you a fair break, didn't I?

I offered to split the deal, didn't I?

I offered for us to make a goal together.

Rod, please listen to me. Can't you see there's no future in it for either of

us? I almost wish there were.

I think if I believe there could be, I'd... Then quit holding that on me.

And lay off trying to double-cross me.

Rod, in heaven's name, believe me, if there were any diamonds, you could have

them, every one of them, to start the new life you want.

All I want is not to be afraid again.

Then you should have played a square by me, sister.

Being cruel will get you nowhere, Rod.

Oh, yeah?

Well, get this baby what he wants.

Won't get you me.

Not now.

That's what you wanted, didn't you?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Too late handing me that junk now.

You ain't the only dame around.

I'm gonna give you no more chance to squeal.

Got too much on me for that.

Oh, yeah, I've got something to be scared of.

Now, what would your bank be writing to you for?

It's from the manager.

I'll read it to you.

Dear Miss Colby.

I am carrying out a request made by your mother, Mrs. Agnes Colby.

Three years ago, she left the enclosed letter in the care of this bank with the

instruction that it should be delivered to you two weeks after her death.

That unhappily took place a fortnight ago today.

I should add, of course, that the contents of the enclosed letter are

unknown to me.

The guy then says he's yours very truly.

Whatever that means.

G.T. Todman.

Well, here goes.

Better see what your old lady's got to say.

Here, drink this.

Well, I got news for you.

I was wrong.

You were telling the truth all along.

What do you mean?

Listen.

Your old lady was a smart cookie, yes, sir.

She had the diamonds okay.

Your old man told her where he hid them, just like Scrooby said.

So she let him cool there.

Then when she figured the coast was clear, she popped them in a safe box at

her bank.

Your bank.

Your old man paid for them with his life.

She reckoned he wasn't guilty neither.

Oh, she wouldn't touch them herself.

Oh, no.

She left them for you.

You're to claim them at the bank.

And this bit kills me.

You're to take them back to the place they were stolen from.

The joke's on me.

So now we both know where they are, don't we?

I ain't figuring on taking them back to no shop.

And if these coppers show up again today, Vi, don't stand for any more of

their nonsense.

Okay, okay, don't boss me.

Anyway, I shan't be here.

I've got to have a hairdo at Antoine's.

Antoine's? Why, of course.

That's where I saw the photo while I was under the dryer.

George, run up to the phone box, quick. Ring up the police. Tell them to meet me

at Antoine's, the hairdressers.

Tell them I found her.

So that's the setup, huh?

I can't get them unless you get them for me.

And I don't trust you.

Once you're out of this house, you're bloody head off.

Police want me too, Rod.

That's right.

You killed Scooby.

It did kill Scrooby.

But that don't make me trust you any.

I know what I'm going to do.

I'm going to go to the bank and get him.

You know what?

You're smarter than letters, ain't you, babe?

OK, here I will now.

Where's the paper in the middle drawer over there?

We'll see who's got it up top around here

Are you right just like I tell you?

Yes, sir.

Thanks for your letter and for the letter from my mother.

At... Right now... No.

At present, I am ill.

But I would be obliged if you would give the parcel...

My mother left for me to my boyfriend.

No, better.

My fiancé.

Mr.

Marshall.

Martin Marshall.

How's that? Pretty good for a Southside Chicago punk, huh?

Seems okay to me.

Hands a bit shaky.

But that's because you're not well, ain't it?

Okay, now sign it.

I'd better put yours truly, hadn't I?

That's right.

He did, didn't he?

Okay.

Hannah, clean up now.

Say, where is this bank of yours?

In the main road at the top. Is that fine?

Fine.

What time's it open?

Ten o'clock.

There you are. I knew I was right. What did I tell you?

That's her.

Ann Colby, winner of our second prize. A week's cruise. The address. Does it give

an address? No, it just says made available. Quick, where's your phone,

Cecil? I'll ring the paper.

Rod.

Yeah?

Are you going to leave me here like this?

You'd like to know, wouldn't you?

Well, I'll tell you.

If this works, and it'd better work, I'll clean up the job, get the loot,

then before I leave, I'll call the cops and tell them where you are.

But if I'd done a work, and that bank manager done a play,

then I'll be back to deal with you like I did that fat, loud Scrooby.

Scrooby.

What did you do to Scrooby?

Okay, what's to it now?

Listen, kid.

You didn't kill Scrooby.

I did.

You only knocked him out.

I finished them off while you were sleeping.

I cracked his skull with a bottle.

You let me believe I... Yeah, I fooled you. Just like I was fooled by your old

lady.

Poor innocent man.

See now why I couldn't let you go to the cops?

Because they ain't got nothing on you.

Been fun while it lasted, kid.

Could have been fun for a long time, too.

If you'd have played square by me.

For now, I guess, no matter how the chips fall, I gotta play along.

Let's hope they fall my way.

If they don't, I'll be back.

I've come for Miss Ann Colfey. She's second.

Well, uh, this letter will explain everything.

Well, thank you, sir.

I'll have Mr. Taubman told.

What name should I say?

Marshall.

Mr. Martin Marshall.

Well, if you care to take a seat for a few moments, Mr. Marshall, I'll inform

the head clerk.

I'm sorry to hear that Miss Kelpie's not well.

She seemed in good health when she came to see me last week.

Yeah. It was sudden-like.

Figure it was her... her mother's death.

Yes, it was very sad.

Thank you, Grimshaw.

I'm very much afraid, Mr. Marshall. I'm unable to carry out Miss Kelby's

request.

Why?

What's wrong?

You see, sir, the signature to her letter does not correspond to the

specimen of her signature which we hold.

I'm sorry, but...

Okay, you win.

But why did you have to trick me, chicken?

And as a token of our gratitude, Miss Colby, my directors have asked me to

present you with this check.

Let's call it a Christmas present.

It's not every day, you know, that we get returned such exquisite jewellery

that has been mislaid for over 20 years.

It's very kind of you. I really don't deserve it.

A holiday would do you good, Miss Colby, if I might suggest it.

How strange you should say that, Superintendent.

I had thought of going on a cruise. I've always wanted to travel, meet people.

I just want to forget and begin a new life.