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(organ music)

(eerie music)

(suspenseful music)

(crashing noise)

(banging)

- This is all the unclaimed luggage.

- Right, that's the lot.

- Eh, it looks like it.

- So what about the foreign currencies?

- I've got them.

French and German, mostly.

Oh well, let's get going.

(suspenseful music)

What's the matter with that?

(clicking)

- That's funny.

Let's have a look.

Well, it's gone out.

- I don't get it.

- It's all right now.

Let's go.

Did you touch a switch?

- I didn't go anywhere near it.

What did you do over here?

- Nothing.

Just moved this lot, that's all.

- That's it.

That's what does it.

- How can it?

- I don't know, but it does.

Not that.

Gosh, this is heavy.

- Look.

Was that with the rest of the luggage?

- Yes.

- Who's?

- I don't know.

There was no label on it.

- See how bright my watch is?

- Quick, let's get the supervisor.

(suspenseful music)

- Ah, minister.

- Sir Charles.

Sir Charles, this is appalling.

Are you quite sure there's no mistake.

- Yes, minister.

Brady and I have been through the entire cargo.

- But a section of an atom core?

- I'm afraid so.

- And that's what caused the fluorescence at the airport?

- Correct.

- Take a look at this, sir.

It was found amongst the wreckage of the aircraft.

(clicking)

- And that's the section hidden inside?

- Yes, it's a canister of Uranium-235,

which is used in the manufacture of an atom bomb.

The complete bomb consists of two sections like that.

The explosion is affected by firing one half

against the other.

- But who would want to smuggle an atom bomb

into England, and why?

- Brady has a theory about that.

He thinks another war would not be fought

by firing off atomic weapons.

- No?

- My guess is that the atom bombs are being placed

under the capital cities of the world in times of peace.

- What?

- Such bombs could be detonated by a radio signal.

London, Paris, New York, could all be blown up

at the outbreak of war before a shot was fired.

- And you think that's part of such a bomb?

- Yes, I do.

All the other parts could be manufactured

privately in England.

Only the atom cores would have to come from abroad.

- But why have they smuggled in only one part?

- My guess is the other half is already in England.

- You mean that somewhere an atom bomb

is being planted under London?

Well, we've got to find out where it is.

We've got to stop it.

- Excuse me, sir.

Take a look out here.

London.

10 million people.

Where do you suggest we start looking?

- I don't know.

- Nobody survived the crash, sir.

We checked the passenger list and the crew.

No one suspicious.

- It's just possible that someone on board

was an innocent messenger who didn't know

what he was carrying.

- Yes, but the important thing is them

having lost that half of the core.

It's pretty certain that someone's gonna try

and bring a replacement.

- You think so, Brady?

- I'd like to bet that someone's planning that right now.

(applause)

(gentle music)

(knocking)

- Entrer.

Ah, Hanstra.

Are you ready to leave?

It's time to go.

- There's plenty of time for the ship, madam.

It's not far to the coast.

- I said I'd like to leave now because I don't

like driving fast.

- Very well, madam.

- Oh, have you seen my golf clubs?

I can't find them.

- I had them collected to be cleaned.

- I already told you there was no time for that.

- They were very dirty.

They will not be long.

(knocking)

- Madam's golf clubs, monsieur.

- Here we are, madam.

I told you there was no need to worry.

- Please have these things collected

and put in the car.

(car engine revving)

- This is my passport.

This is my chauffeur's.

- Lady Perversham, isn't it?

I've just seen your photograph in the morning paper.

Congratulations on winning the tournament.

- Well, thank you.

- Have you ah, anything to declare?

- No, nothing at all.

- Well, is this the cup?

- Yes.

- Very nice, too.

Is that everything?

- Yes, it is.

- Oh, what about the golf clubs?

- Oh, Hanstra.

- Mmm, looks like a nice set to me.

(dramatic music)

I suppose you played with these last week?

- Yes, of course.

- Well, I hope they bring you lots of luck.

- Thank you.

- Y47402, please.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Yes, speaking.

What?

You sure of that?

- Absolutely sure.

I just spoke to her.

- Right.

How long ago?

Thanks a lot.

Put me through to Peter Brady, urgently.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Hello, Sir Charles.

What?

Helen Peversham?

Well, that's Lord Peversham's wife, isn't it?

Yeah, the girl who's just won the French golf tournament.

That seems very unlikely.

After all, Peversham is the man who's always

agitating against violence.

He was one of the demonstrators against the atom bomb.

- Yes, I know all that, Brady.

The fact remains she's just arrived in this country

with a canister of Uranium-235.

Call for me at my office.

We're gonna need you immediately, invisible.

(tires screeching)

- Good afternoon, madam.

Congratulations on your success.

- Thank you, Waring.

- Hello, Helen.

- Darling.

- You have a good trip?

- Oh, I had a wonderful time, and I won.

- Yes, I read about that.

Congratulations.

- I don't suppose you missed me?

- Of course I did.

I didn't expect you back so soon.

I was just going out.

- I sent a telegram.

I hired back in spition to be in time

for the dinner this evening.

- I'm sorry, I have an appointment this evening.

- Oh, Harry, not this evening.

- I have a lot to do, Helen.

I'm involved in a project.

It's very important.

- What is it?

- Well, you'll know soon.

Then you will understand.

I must go.

- But Larry, I--

(phone ringing)

Hello? Yes?

What magazine?

Oh, yes.

I see, action photographs, mm-hmm.

Well, I'll collect my clubs and I'll come along right now.

(car engine revving)

Oh, Waring, where did Hanstra put my clubs?

He left them in the car.

- Oh, no, Waring.

I saw him bring them in.

- I don't think so, madam.

He brought in the rest of the luggage.

He left the clubs in the car.

Lord Peversham has now driven off with it.

- Waring, I saw Hanstra bring the clubs in.

He put them down here.

- I'll call him.

- Don't bother to do that.

Just get the clubs, please.

- Hanstra?

- Waring, do you want me to get the clubs myself?

- Do you not take my word, madam?

- Well, that has nothing to do with it.

- I assure you, madam.

- Hanstra, you brought my clubs in, didn't you?

- Uh, pardon me?

- You took them down there.

I saw you.

- No, madam.

You must've made a mistake.

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- Very well.

(door closing)

- No need to treat her like that, Waring.

- What else could I do?

She'd have seen you were still here.

Come on, Peversham.

We've got a lot of work to do before your wife gets back.

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- Larry?

(rattling noises)

- [Waring] Can I help you?

- I was looking for Lord Peversham.

- I'm afraid he's not come back as yet.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- Well, when Lord Peversham comes in,

will you please tell him I've gone to bed?

- Oh, yes.

(suspenseful music)

- Was that my wife?

- She's gone to bed.

Let's get on with it.

Hanstra's ready.

(suspenseful music)

- [Sir Charles] That's Peversham's house.

- [Brady] I see.

The side entrance to the garage and no other way out.

- I'll leave my car out here for you, Brady.

- [Brady] Right.

- I'll leave everything to you.

I'll reckon you do better on your own.

- [Brady] Yeah.

We don't want to do anything to arouse suspicion.

There's too much in the past.

- You do whatever you think best.

And call me up on this radio.

- [Brady] Right.

I'm gonna have a look around before I try

and get into the house.

- Well, good luck.

- [Brady] Thanks.

(eerie music)

(door closing)

(eerie music)

The golf bag.

- Larry?

What are you doing?

- I, I--

- Something's going on in this house, Larry.

You've got to tell me what's happening.

- Helen, I can't, not now.

- Has to do with Waring, isn't it?

You're frightened of him.

- No, no, I'm not.

- And Hanstra, too.

Are you being blackmailed?

- Oh, it's nothing like that.

They're very fine men.

- Fine men?

Waring and Hanstra?

- Men of vision.

They're taking terrible risks for the sake of the world.

- Larry, this is ridiculous.

They've been with us such a short while.

How can you trust them?

- Helen, I...

No, I can't tell you anymore.

You've got to trust me.

- But Larry, I must know.

- It's only for a few more hours.

Tomorrow, I promise you, I'll explain everything.

- All right.

(eerie music)

- Goodnight.

- [Brady] Hello, Sir Charles?

Hello, Sir Charles?

Brady here.

- Hello, Peter.

Any results?

- [Brady] I found the golf bag.

What was left of it.

The canister had been in the base.

My guess is they're gonna take it somewhere this evening.

Peversham's car is packed with tools.

- All right, Peter.

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(car engine starting)

- [Brady] Oh, Sir Charles, we're on the move.

His car's just pulling out.

- Right, Peter.

We'll stand by.

(dramatic music)

- [Brady] It's heading south.

Looks as though we're gonna cross the river.

- [Sir Charles] Keep on his tail, Peter.

- [Brady] He's stopped.

He's driven his car off the road.

He's getting out.

(eerie music)

He's taking some sacks from the car.

(eerie music)

(car engine starting)

He's getting back in his car.

He's driving off.

(rattling noises)

I'm gonna see what he dumped.

(tapping noises)

Cement?

Rubble?

That's of a...

(tapping noises)

(eerie music)

Hello, Sir Charles?

Brady here.

- [Sir Charles] Hello, Brady.

I've just guessed wrong.

He didn't bring a bomb here to bury it.

He brought a lot of rubble from his own house.

They must've put the bomb in his cellar.

- Right, Brady.

We'll come out straight away.

We'll surround the place, then wait for you.

- [Brady] Okay.

- You heard that?

- Yes, Sir Charles.

- Right, come on.

- Another bucket of sand.

Our aristocratic friend will be very pleased now.

His dream of peace has come true.

He will now expect us to plant bombs in Moscow and Warsaw.

- I think we better finish with Peversham after this.

- It would be safer.

(dramatic music)

Is it finished now?

- Yes, perfect now.

All ready to cement it in.

- Martin, bring the bottom mesh.

(dramatic music)

(tapping)

- Hanstra!

- Come on!

(dramatic music)

(crashing noise)

- Police, quickly!

Oh!

- That was very dangerous.

Better take her downstairs before

his lordship gets back.

- Yes, come on.

- All right, Hanstra.

Surely you realize you can say nothing

or you betray your husband.

- He doesn't know what you're doing.

- He organized everything.

He paid for it.

- We are to place bombs under all the great cities.

- That is the plan.

Then we shall force the whole world to remain at peace.

- Oh, that's not true.

You don't want peace, but my husband does.

You double-crossed him.

I know what you're really doing.

You just want to blackmail the West.

- You're a little too much, Lady Peversham.

You're very unlucky.

(door closing)

- That must be him.

- Larry, call the police!

- Helen!

- Larry, look out.

He's got a gun!

- Waring, what's going on here?

- She's seen the bomb.

- We can trust her.

- We don't trust anybody.

- Waring?

- Keep back.

(dramatic music)

(gunfire)

- [Helen] Larry, darling.

(sirens)

(eerie music)

(footsteps)

(banging)

- Must be the police.

Come on!

(dramatic music)

(gunfire)

(punching and shouting)

(eerie music)

- [Brady] Keep away from that!

(dramatic music)

(gunfire)

Throw that gun away.

You're finished.

- Brady!

Brady, you all right?

- [Brady] I'm fine, Sir Charles.

Well, I think you've got the lot now.

- Ha, thanks, Brady.

And the bomb?

- [Brady] Right under your feet, Sir Charles.

- What?

- [Brady] But it's no longer a danger.

Now we have the men who planned to set it off.

- Nice work, Brady.

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