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That's your side.

Number four here.

We need a job done. 27 William Street.

27 William Street, bedroom.

I pray that's all we can tell you, gentlemen.

The diamonds were worth... About 5,000 pounds.

Yes. We'll do our best to trace the burglars.

Don't you think it would be more interesting to trace the diamonds,

Superintendent?

What do you mean, Collie?

Just you might land bigger game than a jewel thief if you could follow those

diamonds tonight.

But, Governor, I've got to split three ways with the boys.

There won't be enough left to have a drink on.

Can't you make it 700?

And I won't do it. I know a man in the city who'll pay more than a thousand

pounds for this. Hey, wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

All right.

I'll take the cash.

How much did you get?

Five hundred quid. Five hundred quid? Yeah.

Dirty swine.

Do we have to deal with him? Yeah, he knows we did the job. If we didn't sell

to him, he'd turn us over to the police.

500 quid's better than a selling pendant, Bill.

Hasn't anybody ever tried to follow him?

Nobody was alive to talk about it. How much longer is he going to get away with

this? Until he meets a man who knows him.

He is gone.

He took away the sun and clothed me in

sympathy.

He is gone.

The Lord and all knows where he is gone.

And what is there to care for his sins?

He is gone.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Good evening. Good evening.

Want to sit down?

We're happy to see you.

Sit down, darling. I can't stay, darling.

Oh, Larry.

Not even for a little supper? Not even to be with you.

Can't you stay just a little while?

Is it business?

Big business.

Big enough to end all our worries.

It works.

Tomorrow night.

Sir.

I'm needed.

No, Mr. Field.

I thought you liked that story. That's exactly the trouble. It's a great story.

But every other paper in town's had it on the street for two hours.

Say it alone.

Where have you been all night?

I've tried every pub in London for you. I even tried your home.

Was there nothing here?

Oh, here. Have you seen this grand story about a jewel robbery that got in the

dispatch? I'm glad you liked it, Mr. Colley. But you're paid to cover crime

stories, not to read about them. But I've been working all night, Mr. Field.

And a real story about a certain man who buys stolen jewels and sometimes squeaks

in the robber to the police.

You've been chasing the squeak of a month, Scully. But I can't print

guesses. Right now, I've got two million readers to please.

And they'd like to know who stole the van Rissick pearls.

Aye, so would Scotland Yard.

What have you brought me here for, Governor?

Why, you done no jewel robbery? No, you've just done five years' stretch for

one. Officer, I can't wait.

I've got an appointment.

Be careful, Charlie. You're going to keep it.

What do you know about the Van Rysick job? Just a moment.

I'd like to talk to this man myself.

Sergeant, take him along to my office.

Come on.

I'm glad you recognize me, Superintendent.

I'm surprised I ever did.

You, Barrow.

One of the best men I ever had. Picked up as a suspect in a jewel robbery.

What have you been doing yourself?

It's a long story.

Tell me.

Well, my last assignment was India. You know all about that.

Started drinking and let you down.

After that, I went home to Canada.

Now, well...

Here I am.

You're still drinking?

At the moment, only by invitation.

Why don't you give it up?

I tried that once for six months.

Took me two years to get over it.

How are things going with you, sir? Not very good.

I'm worried.

Worried?

Yeah.

This plant isn't doing as well as it should.

Why don't you put it in the sunshine?

Give it a chance.

Looking for a job?

Tried the detective agencies?

I won't chase any loose husbands.

Not after ten years in the yard.

You were a good detective. I've missed you.

Badly.

Matter of fact, I could give you a job right now.

But there's no room here for a man who only wants to play.

I've taken a long time to learn that, sir.

Do you think you would cut out drinking if I were to give you another chance?

I'd cut out breathing for that.

All right.

There's a man in this town who's been running us around in circles for months.

You mean the squeaker?

Yeah.

He's a cleverest criminal in London.

He runs the underworld and he's getting more dangerous every day.

Now, if you were to get him... Then I'd get my job back? You would have the

whole yard.

Only remember, there must be no more drinking.

Could I have a glass of water?

Looking for a valuable silk scarf?

Right. The Van Rysick pearls.

They're worth £50,000.

But you can have them for £30,000 for a quick sale.

£10,000? You think I'm crazy?

Why, you can sell them anywhere for twice what I'm asking.

I've got the stuff right here, but I'm not giving it away.

You can have it, but not at that price.

I know who you are. Why, you're...

Hello,

Larry.

Who are you?

Got a nice way to talk to an old friend?

Barrel.

You've changed a bit.

What do you want here?

A little information.

Oh, so you're back with the yard, eh? No, but I hope to be. Thought you might

give me a helping hand.

Why should I want to help a copper?

Because you'd be helping yourself.

May I have a little drink?

Sure, go ahead.

Thanks.

Larry, I want to get back into the yard.

But I can't do it unless I get one man.

The squeaker.

What's that got to do with me?

I know the game you're in.

And I know how you get rid of the stuff.

Sooner or later, you've got to sell to the squeaker.

And every person who's ever dealt with them has wound up behind the bars.

Or worse.

I'd like to make a deal with you.

You're talking to the wrong man, Barrow.

I don't know the squeaker, and if I did, I wouldn't talk.

I'm in love with... Anyway, I'm not running any risks that I don't have to.

Then you'd better keep away from the squeaker.

Good luck, Larry. Good luck to you.

Thanks. Give my best to Superintendent Marshall.

What's the matter? That's good scotch.

What a pity.

Beer. Hello, Colleen.

Never mind the beer. I'm Barrow.

I'm glad to see you.

What are you doing here?

Looking for work.

What's wrong with Scotland Yard? Nothing wrong with the yard. That's why I'm

here. Can you help me?

I'll try to.

Good.

Have a drink.

Thanks.

I understand there's a man around here who goes out of his way to help people

who are down and out.

Doesn't object to bids, clothes, past reputation.

As a matter of fact, they tell me he's particularly kind to men with criminal

records. Who?

Strange. Very strange.

Who is he?

Mr. Frank Sutton, a very respectable businessman.

Where is he? At A.G. Steadman and Company. He's their general manager.

Could you give me a note to him?

I'd be glad to.

But you've got no criminal record, Baraboo.

I might have.

By tonight.

Give me the company.

No, Mr. Sutton's not in.

I don't know when he'll be back.

No, don't come in. You won't be able to see him all day.

Well, I can't do anything about that.

Mr. Sutton hasn't got any jobs.

Oh, well, that's your worry.

Goodbye.

Oh, that wasn't very kind of you, Millie. Well, they're always pestering

me. Well, you've got a job and they haven't.

You ought to listen to what they've got to say.

But you should see some of the men who come in here.

You can't judge people by their clothes, Millie.

You've got to talk to them to find out what they're really like.

Well, what would you like me to do, Mrs. Steadman?

Well, next time somebody asks Mr. Sutton, see how nice you can be.

Yes, Mrs. Steadman.

Is Mr. Sutton in?

No.

I'll be back later then. Oh, no, please don't go.

I'm quite sure he will be in very shortly.

Would you care to wait?

Thank you.

Shall I wait outside?

Oh, please.

Go right in Mr. Sutton's office.

I told her to.

Won't you sit down?

Mr. Sutton won't be long.

Are you his secretary?

No, we're friends.

Oh, then maybe you can tell me what I want to know.

I'm Captain John Leslie.

Has Mr. Sutton any jobs open?

No, I don't think... Well, what sort of job do you want?

Oh, I've done practically everything.

What exactly?

Well, uh... Shall we, uh, pull up a chair?

Yeah.

Where is Mr. Sutton, Millie? I suppose he's still at lunch, Miss. Have you any

idea when he'll be back?

Well, his habits aren't regular.

For example, Tuesday.

Well, that wouldn't be quite the same thing as Wednesday, I mean to say.

Suppose it were Thursday.

Yesterday, Thursday?

No, dear.

Oh, well, that's different.

Everybody's always late Friday.

The end of the week, you know.

But I'm surprised that Mr. Sutton can... Hello, Carol.

How long have you been waiting?

It's so far back, I can't remember. Sorry, I was down at the docks.

What can I do for you?

First of all, your good deed for the day. Fire Rose.

That's easy.

Anything else?

Yes, I want you to answer a question.

Well, fire away.

Thank you.

Frank, suppose you've been out of a job for months, absolutely broke.

Your clothes were shabby and you couldn't even afford a shave.

You'd still be the same Frank Sutton, wouldn't you?

Yes, of course, dear. But what are you getting at?

This is Captain Leslie.

How do you do? How do you do?

Will you tell Mr. Sutton everything you told me?

Of course, gladly.

Thank you, Frank.

I must get back to my roast, sir. Just a minute.

Would you mind waiting in my office?

Not at all.

What's this all about?

Oh, you'll know when you've heard his story.

His man at shipping offices all over the world. But he looks like a tramp.

He doesn't talk like one. And you said yourself only a minute ago that a man's

bad luck shouldn't be held against him.

Oh, you will try and give him a chance, won't you, Fred?

I'll try.

You ought to die.

Now, Captain Ledley, tell me all about yourself.

Well, I've had about eight years' experience in shipping.

Everything from checking cargoes to running an entire office.

These, uh... These references will probably tell you all you want to know

about my ability, character, and honesty.

Daddy! Daddy! There's an awful-looking man at the door with a funny beard on

his face.

On his face?

Now isn't that a peculiar place for a man to have a beard?

Well, well, well.

I didn't expect to see you so soon.

Did you get the job? I did. That's why I dropped in to thank you. Ah, it was

nothing. I thought Sutton would be the man for you.

Oh, Mr. Sutton was very nice, but I'd be standing outside yet if it weren't for

you. I'm very grateful to you, believe me.

Come on in, sit down.

Thank you.

Hello?

the field down at the newspaper?

As soon as he stops talking, tell him I'll be down right away.

Your friend seems a bit excited, doesn't he? Oh, it's only the boss.

You see, I promised him a story on the squeaker.

A thousand words and I can't even think of one.

You wouldn't know anything about the squeaker, would you?

Well,

only the talk down at the docks.

You know, you can't roll around in mud for six months without getting some dirt

in your ears.

You're a lucky fellow, Collie.

Lovely home and a fine family.

They'd miss you a lot if anything went wrong, wouldn't they?

What do you mean by that?

Don't let your job drag you into something that you can't get out of.

The squeaker moves in a different world than this.

And a much more dangerous one.

Good night.

You sent for me, Inspector?

My name's Sutton. Oh, how do you do, Mr. Sutton? How do you do?

We'd like you to help us. Gladly.

Do you know a man called Frank Weston?

No.

No, I'm afraid I don't. Are you sure?

Right.

I'm just going to check over his fingerprints.

Don't you like to come along, Mr. Sutton? You might find it interesting.

I'd like to very much. Good.

Have you been in the yard before?

No, but I've always wanted to. All the male fingerprints are filed here.

Women in the next room.

About six million of them. I see.

Nothing very romantic, but still we get results.

Rogers. Yes, sir? Check that print, will you? Very good, sir.

You see, a lot of our work lies now in preventing crime.

Shutting the door before the horse is stolen.

I'll be glad to cooperate with you in any way I can, Inspector. Thank you.

Very well, sir.

Now we have Mr. Weston's other names.

George Frinton, Sir Charles Minter, Harris Tomer, Captain John Leslie.

Why, yes.

That's the name of the man I engaged today.

He probably told you he was an ex-Canadian army officer.

A bit down on his luck, of course.

He had a batch of very impressive references.

How on earth did you know?

There you are. Look at that.

Two years in Montreal, Canada for forgery.

Eighteen months at Pentonville for embezzlement.

Three years at Parkhurst for receiving stolen property.

Dangerous. But Leslie was sent to me by Joshua Colley. You know, the post

-courier man.

That's most peculiar.

Collier's a very peculiar man.

He has contacts that even the police know nothing about.

What would you like me to do?

We can't advise you, Mr. Sutton. We can only tell you the facts.

Weston, or Leslie, or whatever he calls himself, hasn't been through our hands

for four years.

Of course, he may be going straight.

On the other hand, he has had three convictions.

And I should advise you to keep a careful eye on him.

Thank you, Inspector.

And if that collie ever comes in again, tell him he's through.

Fifteen minutes to press time.

Nothing but marriage.

Have you got a match, Mr. Field?

No, but I've got your walking papers, you miserable, worthless incompetent.

You're sacked.

Well now that's too bad mr. Field This is a nice sweet story to and nobody else

knows about it. Yeah, wait a minute.

Have you got a line on the squeaker?

Have you got a mic? Yes What do you know?

Well, I don't know that I ought to tell you about it now have a drink Connie Say

when I don't know the word

Alfie here, miss.

Well, Alfie, would you get me some Chinese food as soon as you can, please?

Do you understand?

Oh, yes, miss.

What was it you wanted, miss?

Some Chinese food.

Ah, Chinese.

It's a lovely place, Frank.

Yes, it is a good spot, isn't it? I've had a grand day today.

How so?

Well, I've sold millions of roses and I got Captain Leslie a job. It was awfully

nice of her, darling.

I feel like celebrating.

Good. What would you like?

You do think you'll be a success, don't you?

I don't know.

I wasn't going to tell you this, Carol. Tell me what?

Well, your Captain Leslie has a very bad criminal record.

He's a criminal?

I don't know.

Scotland Guard sent for me this evening and told me all about him.

Aliases, jail sentences.

I was never so surprised in my life.

But are you sure he's the same Captain Leslie?

My dear, I saw his photograph.

Shall we drink some champagne?

I can't get along without you I may be wrong but I feel in my bones

People with glass hearts shouldn't throw stones And speaking of hearts though

I've broken a few I can't get along without you Maybe it's a foolish

notion

Kissing the dog.

Instagram. Here you go. Nice crowd tonight, sir.

Who's he, Dad?

Why should I ask questions?

Well, if I don't, how am I going to learn anything?

You've got a pair of ears, ain't you?

Yes. I don't know how you can be my son and still be such a fool.

Well, I am.

Ain't I, Dad?

This is awfully good, Tommy.

You could have had it last night.

Why didn't you come?

I was busy.

That deal I told you about.

How'd the show go tonight?

They seemed to like it. Good crowd?

Yes, fine.

Who's out there?

I don't know, Larry. I didn't see anybody but you.

Me?

You were the only one there.

Tommy, if I decided to leave town very soon, would you come with me?

Of course, dear.

Anything the matter?

Something gone wrong?

No. No, not a thing.

But you never can tell.

Evening, Martin.

Good evening, sir.

Any packages for me? I put them on your desk, sir. Thank you.

Oh, Martin.

Yes, sir?

Put this record on.

Yes.

That'll be all.

Very good, sir.

This is the man who tried to sell you the Van Rysick pearls on the embankment.

I hope you remember me as well as I remember you.

In case you were thinking of mentioning our meeting, I don't think that would be

a good idea for either of us.

It would upset me very much.

And it would probably upset you.

This is the 15th squeak note we've had, Albert.

And in every case, we've made an arrest. Yes, but the squeaker isn't helping the

yard. He's giving us orders.

He makes us arrest every crook who refuses to sell to him. And not one of

them knows the squeaker.

Do you think Baraboo will have any luck, sir?

I hope so.

I want you to go ahead on your own lines, but give him all the help you

can. Anything he wants.

He's following a little tip I gave him.

Would you wish to see, sir?

Why, Mr.

Sutton. Oh, Mr. Sutton's not in yet. He'll have to wait.

Would you mind if I waited in that office?

I should think I wouldn't mind.

That's Captain Leslie's office.

Our new traffic manager.

Thank you.

Will you let me know when he comes in?

Good morning, Miss Stedman.

Good morning. Well, well, it's nice seeing you here this morning.

You know, yesterday I didn't have a chance to thank you for everything you

did for... for me.

Yes, Captain Leslie, by way of congratulation.

Funny how things can change overnight.

Only yesterday I was... well, you remember how I looked.

I remember what you said.

Are these flowers your idea, really?

No, for Mr. Sutton, actually.

I thought they'd be a pleasant change for you.

So different from the things you've been accustomed to. Oh, you mean the

waterfront? Oh, I'd forgotten all about that. I'm so happy to be back at work

again. And when the day's work is over, that's that, isn't it?

What do you mean?

I mean, you're not turned into a dreary cell at night. No locks, no guards, no

lights out.

What are you talking about?

You ought to know what I'm talking about, Captain Leslie.

Or is your name Weston, or Harry Stormer, or... Wait a minute. Why did

you do it?

Why did you lie to me?

You could have told me the truth and it wouldn't have made any difference.

I wanted to help you as I'd have helped anyone who was in trouble.

I wanted to be your friend and you... You made a fool of me.

Who told you about me?

Frank Sutton. Who told him?

Scotland Yard.

The one place you haven't fooled.

I see.

You've gone to a lot of trouble to tell me this.

Why? Well, I suppose you arranged for my dismissal.

I don't think that would be necessary.

More pears.

Pears.

Three pennies, please.

This one's on Scotland Yard.

Larry Graham has been arrested for the Van Rizek robbery.

But his imprisonment will not end the stolen jewellery racket in London.

Only the capture of the squeaker who was behind Graham's arrest.

A-R-R-E-S-T.

And is behind organized crime in the city.

Can do that.

Who stopped?

Can Scotland Yard do the trick?

Question.

Hello, Craig. Hello, Carol. How did the game go?

Oh, not too well. I felt a bit let down.

You shouldn't have taken that trip to town this morning. Why did you go?

Nothing important.

Oh, by the way, I've asked someone down this afternoon. I hope you don't mind.

Who is it?

Captain Leslie.

Oh, you haven't? To my house?

Yeah.

Oh, Frank, why did you ask him?

Well, I've been thinking about Leslie.

He may have knocked about a bit, but... Hmm, several bits in London and a bit in

Montreal for two years. Well, that was some time ago. He knows shipping, and I

can use him. Well, Scott and the odds seem to think you could do without him.

Besides, you've got no right to take that risk of my father's business.

You mean you want me to let him go?

Yes. It was your idea to take him on, you know, and now you're asking me to

fire him.

You want me to do it?

Well, if it's going to be done, don't you think you should?

All right.

I will.

Captain Nettle is here, miss.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, Addie, have you ever been fired?

Oh, Miss Carroll.

Oh, don't be silly. I'm not giving you the sack. But what do people say when

they ask you to go?

You mean when they give you the shove?

Well, generally they say they're very sorry, but things ain't quite what they

expected.

The last one said you didn't allow no followers in the kitchen.

Anything else?

They gives you a week's wages and makes arrangements about your trunk.

Is that all?

Well, if you're nasty about it, they sometimes gives you a nice reference.

Haven't much faith in references.

Good afternoon, Captain Leslie.

Oh, good afternoon.

Sorry I kept you waiting. Oh, that's quite all right. I was just admiring

your lovely home. But I thought Mr. Sutton was going to... Mr. Sutton told

me to talk to you. Carol! Carol, have you seen my handbag? Oh, I beg your

pardon. Oh, Mother, this is Captain Leslie. How do you do? How do you do?

Carol's told me so much about you.

Not too much, I trust.

I simply told Mother about some of the interesting places you've been to.

South America, Egypt, and Canada.

Ah, Canada.

Fascinating country.

Have you spent much time in Montreal?

Montreal?

I spent... Well, that is to say, I was there for... Two years, wasn't it? Two

years, exactly.

I have the greatest affection for Montreal.

That's where I met Arthur, my husband, you know. Really? You don't say? Did you

like it?

Well, it was a little lonely at first, but I got used to it. You know how it

is. No, I don't.

Where did you live in Montreal?

Hmm?

Oh, I had a nice little place overlooking the river.

Nothing elaborate, but it was very quiet.

Especially at night.

I always say that it doesn't matter how small a place is so long as it's home.

You're quite right.

But I never thought of it in that light before.

Carol, you must ask Captain Leslie over to dinner one night soon. I'm sure we've

got so many mutual friends in Montreal to talk about.

Well? Goodbye, Captain Leslie. Goodbye.

See you again soon.

Yes, indeed. Thank you. A pleasure.

It was kind of your mother to ask me to dinner.

You're very good at making first impressions, aren't you, Captain Leslie?

Yes, and sometimes they last.

Well, goodbye.

Please tell Mr. Sutton I called and that I will send the money for these clothes

as soon as I get another job.

And will you please accept my thanks?

Thanks for what?

For yesterday and today.

What are you going to do?

Well, for one thing, I'm going to stop telling lies to lovely ladies.

That's not what I meant.

What did you mean?

I don't know why I went to the office this morning.

I don't know why I'm talking to you now.

You're talking to me because Mr. Sutton wants to keep me on.

Isn't that right?

Yeah. And you don't.

It's nothing to do with me.

This is my father's business. He's built it up for years. It wouldn't be fair to

him.

Good afternoon, Captain Leslie.

Good afternoon, Mr. Sutter.

Has Stedman talked to you? Yes, she has.

I'm very sorry about... Craig!

What night next week is our party?

Wednesday.

You will be able to come, won't you?

I'll be delighted.

Then you've come around to my way of thinking, Carol.

Yeah.

I thought it all out for myself.

Good.

I'm very glad, Leslie.

I don't care what you've been, as long as you can produce results for me,

that's the point.

That's very generous.

I'm giving you a great opportunity.

Indeed you are, Mr. Sutton.

And believe me, I'll make the most of it.

Goodbye, Captain Leslie. It's been lovely having you here. I never spent a

more pleasant afternoon.

Thank you.

By the way, when Mr. Sutton told you he was going to give you a great

opportunity, what did you mean by saying you'll make the most of it?

What did you mean when you changed your mind about me?

Well, I meant... Well, I don't... Well, you understand.

That's just what I meant.

And a glass of water.

Listen, we've been here half the night. How long is this going on?

Until you tell us who the squeaker is.

Cigarette.

You're facing a 15-year sentence, you know.

And because the squeaker put you here. You tell us who he is and we'll get him.

No, thanks. I'll settle that account myself.

Not for 15 years, you won't.

You talk sense and we may be able to help you.

All right.

I'll cook.

Have a cigarette.

Can I have that glass of water?

Glass of water for Mr. Graham.

Thanks.

They've escaped.

Go to the gates. Pull the police out from Cannon Row.

in the squeaker case any moment following the phenomenal escape

phenomenal f-e-m-o you can spell that in yourself

following the phenomenal escape of larry graham from scotland yard early this

morning

Sources close to headquarters told this reporter today that Graham was believed

to have information concerning the notorious fence and police informant.

Come to say goodbye.

You've seen the papers. I should have told you about that before, but I was

afraid to lose you. You can never lose me, Larry. No, Tommy, I should never

have started this.

I thought I could beat the game by pulling off one last job and getting

away. I thought I could make a new start.

Marry you. Live like a human being. But you can't. You can't. I'm a fugitive

from justice, Tommy. Do you know what that means?

You can't hide here till I'm finished.

I might be able to help you. You're afraid not, Tommy. The police are after

me.

You're on soon, Miss Tamara.

Can I help you?

No, thank you.

I'll let you know. Thank you.

I asked a friend of mine to send a parcel here.

Did it come?

A parcel?

Oh, yes.

What's in there, darling?

It's just a handkerchief.

One minute, Miss Tamara.

Are you ready?

Yes, I'm ready.

A boyfriend I've got to keep.

With a man named Sutton. Sutton.

If anybody asks for me, you don't know where I am. You don't know anything

about me.

Did I ever see you? I don't know.

Again? I hope so, Tommy.

Whatever happened.

I love you.

Take care of yourself, darling.

He's gone.

He was my only one.

He's gone.

He took away the sun.

Quite sure Sutton will be at the party tonight?

Well, it's part of his game, sir. And Graham is desperate enough to follow him

there. That means trouble for them, but a great chance for you, Baron.

Sure you don't need any help? No, sir.

Good. Well, keep your eyes and ears open and be prepared for anything. Right.

I think I quite approve your collar.

Sorry. You didn't seem to worry about my clothes the first time we met.

Why'd you arrive late for my party? What happened?

And who are those distinguished-looking gentlemen?

Shh. Friends for family.

Your daddies?

No, mummies.

Mummies?

Mummies.

Oh,

Captain Leslie.

How do you do?

I've got some friends from Montreal.

I told them you were coming, and there's so much they want to ask you.

Yes, I dare say. Your mother, Mrs.

Treconferbury, has been looking for you everywhere.

Mrs. Drickenham Thurberry. She fell off her horse this afternoon.

Too bad.

How is the horse? I mean, how is Mrs. Thurringham Thurberry? Mother, she's

looking for him.

Very much.

But not at the moment.

Are you worried about him?

Yes. Yes, I'm afraid I am.

Something I've done?

No.

You know, I'm terribly happy about you.

As a matter of fact, I... I'm so glad.

You should go inside.

The hand of the people, guests, newspaper men. Suppose you do that.

And I'll join you later?

All right.

Not too much later.

Mr. Sutton.

Hello, Graham.

We're going to take a little walk.

Where? To a police station.

I came here tonight to kill you, but I've changed my mind.

If you turn me in, they'll get you too. They've got me.

I'll do 15 years, but you'll do life.

Don't be a fool, Graham.

I can get you out of the country tonight.

Life in a prison full of men who know you and hate you.

How would you like that, Sutton?

Listen, I'll give you all the money you want.

Anything.

You'll get everything that's coming to you.

I'll give it to you right now.

linked to the Squeaker case before his escape from Scotland Yard early today.

Inspector Elford and several policemen began questioning the guests and

servants at the Stedman home shortly after 10 o'clock.

Late this evening, the police appear to have narrowed their case down to a

single suspect.

Captain Leslie, you're under arrest.

For what?

Murder. Why?

Because I'm afraid there's nothing else the police can do in the circumstances.

But you've got no proof against him. Nobody saw him do anything.

You're only making things difficult to the Inspector, Carol.

I'd like to help Leslie, too, but after all, Scotland Yard have a job to do. Are

they going to do it, whether they're right or wrong, whether a man is

innocent or guilty?

Are they interested in justice or merely making an arrest?

Must you put somebody behind the bars, no matter who it is? Now, wait a minute,

Carol. Let's be fair to the police.

Leslie, unfortunately, has a bad record.

He admits knowing Larry Graham, and papers were found on him that could have

been taken only from the body.

You said yourself that he disappeared shortly before the killing.

That doesn't prove anything.

The proof, I'm sorry to say, had to come from me.

The body was not lying there a few minutes before he reported the murder.

The murderer must have come from the house, otherwise you would have seen

him. Since you came down the drive.

Isn't that so, Mr. Sutton?

Yes.

Can't we get along now, Inspector?

We can.

Haven't you anything to say? No explanation? Nothing?

Yes.

Nothing I can say.

If you did...

You brought this on yourself, Mr. Sutton.

I warned you about Leslie.

Well, it worked so far.

That fake arrest certainly made Sutton talk. He did admit being in the garden

just before the murder. Who have you got watching the house?

Collins and Bettison. Good men?

Very good. Fine.

You know, Sutton was so anxious to squeak on me, he did a little squeaking

on himself.

Oh, let me have another look at those papers I took from the body.

What we need is a definite link between Sutton and Graham. You're right.

And I think I've got it.

Good evening, sir.

Parable, I want to talk to you.

Do you mind him, Peter?

You let me down for the last time.

A man was killed tonight right under your nose because you were off dancing

with a girl.

You've let someone get away with a cold-blooded murder.

Sutton is the murderer, and he isn't getting away with it.

Then why didn't you bring me? Because we couldn't have held him for one minute on

the evidence we had.

Sutton's known as a respectable businessman, and he's engaged to a very

fine girl.

Unless we had a perfect case, he could get a well-known solicitor and make

Scotland Yard look ridiculous.

Sutton's no ordinary crook, so I couldn't use ordinary methods.

No.

No, that's not good enough.

I'm afraid you're through.

You liked your fun more than your job four years ago. You do still.

Good night. Wait a minute, sir.

Suppose I could break this case for you tonight.

How do you expect to do it? Let me have Alfred for two hours and I'll show you.

What are you going to do? First, I'm going to talk to Larry Graham's girl.

I think she knows something. And if she doesn't, I have another plan to make

Sutton talk.

All right.

But you've got to do it tonight.

I will.

Or my name isn't Inspector Barrow.

Inspector Barrow?

Yes, sir.

Inspector Barrow.

Well, I'm all ready to go.

Packed, reservations, everything.

But I'm not leaving without you. I'm not running away, Frank. I told you that

before. It's not running away. It's the only sensible thing to do. By tomorrow,

this place will be overrun with newspaper men, policemen. You won't have

a moment's peace.

But that doesn't worry me, Frank. They'll drag you into court, get you up

in front of a lot of people, ask you all sorts of questions.

What possible good can you do by staying?

I may be able to help Captain Leslie. He's not worth helping, Carol. He's just

killed a man. The police proved that. With your assistance. I was only doing

my duty as a citizen. You don't think he's innocent, do you?

I don't believe he could harm anyone.

Are you in love with him?

I am.

You can't be.

Hello? Yes?

Yes, he's here.

Wait a minute.

It's Scotland Yard for you.

Scotland Yard.

Hello.

Yes, it's Frank Sutton speaking.

Come down tonight?

I'm very sorry, Inspector Elford. I'm afraid I... Well, you see, I'm terribly

tired. I've had a long day.

What tomorrow do? You can't do that, Frank. You'll be out of the country by

tomorrow. I've had enough excitement for tonight and quite enough of policemen.

You must go. You've just been talking about your duty as a citizen.

All right.

Hello?

Yes, Inspector, I'll be down in about an hour.

And I'm going with you.

Has Mr. Morrow been on yet?

Second door on the left, sir.

Excuse me, sir. Mr. Marlowe's in the dressing room.

Who shall I say?

Thank you.

Sergeant Hawkins.

Clyde O'Reilly's Captain Jack.

Oh, a sailor, eh?

No, he was a captain in the Canadian Army when we was in the war together.

What war, Dad?

The Crusades.

Miss Tamara?

Yes?

My name is Barabel.

I'm from Scotland Yard.

I understand that you're quite a good friend of Larry Graham.

I know him, slightly.

Oh, I thought that you and he were... No, no.

Just a friend.

Well, I'm afraid you've lost that friend.

Lost him?

No.

It isn't true.

It can't be.

It's just a trick to make me talk.

I only wish it were.

That's impossible.

I talked to him right here just a few hours ago.

Oh, then you saw him here tonight.

Did he say where he was going?

No, no.

I'm not trying to hurt you, my dear.

But I want to get the man who killed Larry, so you've got to tell me where he

went.

Won't you please believe me?

No.

Well, you've got to know sooner or later.

And so, you may as well come with me.

Please.

Get a glass of water.

I'm terribly sorry.

You will, uh, take care of that now?

Yes, sir. It's got to be out in half an hour.

Is there anything you'd like to tell me now?

Yes.

I'll try.

Won't you sit down?

Perfect.

How long is this Inspector Baraboo going to be?

I don't know, sir.

Who is he, anyway?

Criminal investigation, sir.

Is Inspector Alfred here?

Yes, sir.

I'd like to see him. Very good, sir.

We'll wait here, Carol.

Yes, Vic.

This way, sir.

Can't you remember the name of the man Larry Graham mentioned?

If you could, it would save us a lot of trouble.

Wasn't it sudden?

I don't know.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure of anything.

Then you couldn't swear to it.

Suppose I left you alone for a while.

Do you think it might come back to you?

It might.

I'll try.

All right.

Let's do that.

Constable. Yes, sir.

Please take this lady to the waiting room. Very good, sir.

Dale. Yes, sir.

Alfred got all those men down there? They're in the end office, sir. Is

everything ready in the investigation room?

Yes, sir. Just as you ordered.

Mr. Sutton come yet? Yes, sir. With Miss Steadman.

Miss Steadman.

All right, thank you.

You know I want to help the police, Inspector, but I'm a busy man.

I've told you everything I know. Why wait for Bearable?

He's in charge of the case, Mr. Sutton.

He knows all about Leslie, doesn't he? All about him.

Then what can he possibly want from me?

Why not ask him yourself?

Good evening, Mr. Sutton.

Mr. Sutton, Inspector Darable.

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.

I hope you'll forgive my little deception, but, well, you see, it's all

in a day's work.

That's quite all right, Inspector.

I was on a case down at the docks looking for a man they call the

Squeaker, and... Oh, yes, I've heard of him.

He's... What is it you'll call a man who buys stolen property?

Offense, Mr. Sutton.

Yes.

And what's that got to do with this murder case?

Nothing.

Except that the squeaker killed Larry Graham.

Really?

How do you know?

Because Graham told his girl he was out to get him.

Did he say who the squeaker was?

Why, uh... Forgive me.

My natural curiosity got the better of me.

It's a pity that, uh...

That no one witnessed the shooting, because now you can't arrest anybody,

can you?

Well, I don't suppose I'll be seeing you at the office tomorrow.

No, I don't think you will.

I'll be back on a job that I know something about.

Oh, uh, did Inspector Rufford ever show you how we handle a murder

investigation? No.

Why don't you go along for a minute? Yes, it might be a new experience for

you.

No, thank you, Inspector.

I've had rather a strenuous night.

Just to show there's no hard feeling?

Very well.

A great many things have happened in this room, Mr. Sutton.

What the... Did you say something, Mr. Sutton?

No, I... I was just surprised.

That's Lou Paragon.

He's doing three years in Pentonville.

The squeaker put him there.

Jack Main.

He'll be out next month.

He'd shoot the squeaker on sight if he knew who he was.

Tom Hand.

He wouldn't meet the squeaker's price.

We got the usual note.

What note's that?

Oh, you wouldn't know by then.

Harry Blake.

His wife committed suicide.

When the squeaker double-crossed him.

Can't we go now? I'm getting rather tired. There's only one more.

That man quarreled with the squeaker.

Look here, I've had just about all I can stand with this. Larry Graham had more

than he could stand. What's that to do with me? You were at the party where the

murder occurred.

Yes, and so were 70 other people, and they were there before I even arrived.

Yes, but you said yourself, Mr. Sutton, that Larry Graham must have been shot

after you reached the house.

You can't, Leslie.

Are you trying to pin anything on me?

There's nothing I can pin on you.

Is there?

Then I'll be going.

This is the shortest way, Mr. Sutton.

Well, what else? Do you want I'd like you to make a statement before you

leave? I'm not doing anything till I talk to my solicitor Why not call him

now? There's a telephone in that room All right, I will

Why

don't you turn on some light

Sorry

the lights don't work But you'll find a telephone on the desk.

What are you doing with that door?

Just trying to lock.

Hello? Hello?

Operator?

I can't get any answer.

Doesn't anything work here?

I'll get it for you.

We're used to doing your work.

I've had just about enough of your insults, Leslie.

You've no right to hold me here.

What's all this about? Are you the chief here? I am.

I want to make a complaint against this man.

He's been trying to intimidate me. To implicate me in a murder I know nothing

about. Mr. Sutton's a little nervous, sir. I was merely asking for a

statement. I was just trying to get his solicitor. He's been trying to frighten

and bully me all night. Well, that won't do here.

We don't employ those methods.

If Mr. Sutton wants to go, you'll not stop him, Barrymore.

Thank you.

You're not getting away with this.

You're not in the Middle Ages, you know.

I'm reporting you to the home office, and I've got a few things to say to my

solicitor about you. Why don't you tell him about yourself, Mr. Sutton?

Tell him how that job of yours is a blind, a cover-up.

For the biggest fence racket in London.

You can't talk to me like that. Tell them why you hire ex-convicts.

So you can frame them on the records when you get yourself in a tight spot.

The way you tried to frame me. I don't get to listen to you. I'm getting out.

How about Larry Graham?

How you squeaked on him when he wouldn't sell to you. How you saw him at that

house tonight and then you followed him. And in your hand you carried this gun.

I never saw it before. You trailed him round the house, down the terrace,

through the garden and then you shot him. That's a lie. You killed Larry

Graham because he knew who you were and you were afraid.

You're mad, Leslie.

I never knew Larry Graham.

I wouldn't know it if I saw him. You wouldn't?

Then look.

I... I had to kill him.

He recognized me that night.

I sent you a note.

Don't you remember?

And he escaped.

I was afraid he might get me.

I had to kill him.

Were there orders, sir?

Not only has the capture of the speaker led to the reinstatement of Inspector

Barable at Scotland Yard, but this reporter strongly suspects a romantic

conclusion to the case.

Well, Barable, I wish you the very best of luck.

Both of you. Thank you.

I hope you two will come to my house one evening and have a drink with me. I'd be

delighted. Fine. Well, au revoir.

Carol, wait just a moment, please. This is very important.

Mr. Marshall, did you mean what you just said?

About coming to your house? Certainly. And having that drink with you? Of

course. Oh, thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.