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- Ah, bollocks! - Classic misdirect.

He lulled us into a false sense of security

and then vanished.

- If we don't find the money, I hope he's got

a bottle stashed. I could use a stiff drink

on a night like this.

- A secret door.

- So that's how he escaped.

Now where's the loot?

That set of drawers looks promising.

I bet it's locked. - Well, like I said,

"Practice and more practice."

- Like I said, "Practice takes patience"

and tonight, I got that in short supply.

Margaret will be chuffed if I come home with a bagful

of money that's unmarked.

- Money is only what she thinks she wants.

- Don't presume to tell me what my wife wants, Watts.

Guess there'll be no fingermarks in the vault.

- If I were $100,000 in small bills,

where would I be?

He could have stashed it anywhere en route

before coming back here. - The daughter, I assume.

- At least, he's telling the truth about something.

- She looks like she's a redhead.

- Interesting. I can't actually tell the colour of the hair

from the photograph. I guess it truly does take one

to know one. - You got that right,

me old mucker! Better red than dead.

- Thanks for coming, Mary.

- There is almost no one left at the station.

Fortunately for you, morality officers work

into the wee hours of the morning.

- I was supposed to be at King Edward Hotel over an hour ago

for an all-night stakeout with Trudy.

- Cheating husband? - Not this time.

- Oh, I see. Something more nefarious.

You know, walking into a hotel

with almost no luggage. Hotel security,

they'll make note of that. - I've always traveled light.

My father changed jobs all the time,

so we were always on the move.

His credo was, "Douse the lights, grab what you need

and hit the road." - My father's credo:

"Never believe anything that you hear, only half

"of what you see and...

...don't trust anyone."

Did you get that file?

- So what do you want to know about this robbery?

The case goes back to 1905. - A man showed up tonight

saying that my father was somehow involved.

His name was Landell. Apparently, he was

the bank manager at the time. - You don't believe him?

- There was something about him. - Well, your father's name

isn't anywhere on this file. The police believe

a man named Hudson had something to do with it.

- The name doesn't ring a bell.

- Night of the robbery, the police found Hudson

at a warehouse at 732, Front Street,

but he tricked them and vanished.

The money was never recovered, and this Hudson remains

their prime suspect.

But my question is, if Landell wanted to find this Hudson,

why would he come to you instead of the police?

- I've got to run. Lock up, would you?

- I'll slip the key under the door when I leave.

- And stay away from that bank guy.

I think he's dangerous.

- I'm dangerous too.