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Must be an important shipment foy you to come along, Mr. Reed.

Every shipment's is important, McGrath.

But this one especially.

How far are we from Cranford?

We'll be there in about fifteen minutes.

That car behind. I think It's following us.

- Put you foot down. - Right.

It's still with us. Can't we go any faster?

I'm flat out now, sir.

There's something ahead, pull up!

No sir, it looks like a ambush.

Break, man. Break.

Are you all right, Mr. Reed?

Yes I'm fine.

Well, we showed them, All right, Mr. Reed?

They couldn't stop us.

You certainly did it, McGrath.

You certainly did.

THE SECRET SERVICE

THE LAST TRAIN FOR BUFFLERS HALT

VICARAGE REV. STANLEY UNWIN

Are you ready, Matthew?

Ready.

Yes, I've realized the predicament it places you in.

Yes yes. One of my best operatives...

is at this very moment on his way to my office.

I can assure you, He'll be here just as...

fast as the marvels of modern transportation will allow.

42 miles per hour.

We've made excellent progress, Matthew.

We certainly are.

The mind boggles when you remember not so long ago the law demanded

that a motor vehicle be preceded by a man with a red flag.

Yes, Father.

And nowadays speeds of 40 or 50 miles are commonplace.

As you said, Father.

The mind boggles.

One moment.

That will be all, Blake.

Have that report ready for me in the morning?

Yes sir.

You can come in now.

Father Unwin and... Matthew.

Please come in and sit down.

Thank you.

I hate to spoil an all too infrequent visit with a sense of urgency.

But we must get down to the job in hand immediately.

We quite understand.

- Will you join us, Matthew? - Of course.

Pray go on, Bishop.

Well, last night an unsuccessful attempt was made to hijack an official security truck.

What was the truck carrying?

Nearly a million pounds worth of used banknotes, on route to London.

A million pounds?

A veritable fortune.

The money is at present in a vault at Cranford.

But we must ship to London tomorrow.

By security truck?

No, by train. A non-stop express.

And as I feel certain the hijackers will try again...

I'd like you, Father Unwin, to be on that train.

What about me?

As always, my dear Matthew, you'll be in your case.

I don't know what a mess look at this here.

Core what are they doing then.

Just leave the talking to me.

Look that tank.

Who could that be at this time of night.

Who is it?

My name is Calow from the railways board.

Open up.

- Albert Hobson? - As up.

I'm authorize to inform you this station is to be reopened.

What?

The first train will arrive here 0900 hours...

tomorrow morning.

Sign here.

Six mailbags security.

Shield's unbroken. Right.

Well, they're all yours.

Don't look so worried, Reed.

You'll make sure they go to London. All right.

Let's get the doors close.

Excuse me, gentlemen. This is the train for to London, is it not?

- We're going to London. - Oh, good.

But I'm afraid this isn't a passenger train.

I realize that.

I don't expect the usual comforts.

Just an odd corner wherever you can fit me in.

This is a security shipment.

Under no circumstances will you be allowed aboard.

Not even under these circumstances?

But, I don't understand.

How did you get this authorization?

I was given it by the Bishop. Will it suffice?

Just about.

It's from the Prime Minister.

Yes, all right. You'd better going.

And good luck.

- Do you mind, Father. - Of course not.

Give it a game with us, Father?

No no. Try to keep the stakes in moderation.

We were thinking a play for matchsticks.

Well, in that case it may help to pass the time.

I think I will participate if I may.

This is four, she's just passed, right on schedule.

The train has just passed chekpoint four, sir.

Good, good!

Over halfway to London and no sign of opposition.

Well, with checks every 10 miles, she should be safe now, sir.

Thanks, Joe, out.

This is all official business, is it, sir?

My dear Albert, I thought you'd be glad to have a train at Bufflers Halt.

Well, I'm, sir.

But there hasn't been a train here in over four years.

And one is coming now.

Your turn, Father.

Well, now, let me see.

If you got the king, play that.

Neither of the guards have got the ace.

I wish you wouldn't inform me of the handy

deal, Matthew, and folly for your eyeballed.

What was that, Father?

Well, I happen to know that neither of you have an ace in your hand.

Well, that's right, but how did you know that?

Well, let's say just a little voice told me.

We'll have to start again.

And keeply quite low this time, Matthew. If you won't.

Your deal, I think.

Safely through checkpoint six. Very satisfactory.

8:42 now. Right.

On your way.

Well, I'm afraid you are not allowed in here, lady.

This usually makes people change their minds.

Hey, what are you doing? What do you want?

There's a train due trough here in eight minutes.

I want you to stop him in the Blackmore Tunnel.

But that's impossible...

Do it.

Good work, Jackie. Out.

This is the station for the leader.

The train will be stopped at the Blackmore Tunnel.

As planned.

We're slowing down.

Are you certain? Yes yes.

- All right? - Well?

Oh well, sir...

It appears the train has vanished.

- Vanished? - Yes sir.

It started to slow down into the Blackmore Tunnel and...

didn't come out the other end.

I see.

Now sir, before you lose your temper, sir, I just want to...

Lose my temper, Blake?

- Why should I do that? - Well, sir, you...

The hijackers may find the contents of that train...

more than they bargained for.

DISUSED LINE

Yes, yes, the situation is very clear to me.

Yes, yes, I understand.

Goodbye.

Well gentlemen, it would appear the train has been hijacked.

Are you it, I could tell from the sound of the

rails we weren't on the main line, but you.

You seem to be talking to someone, Father?

Yes, a voice from afar, my son. A voice from afar.

Yes, yes, I see.

I knew this had to come, Mr. Calow.

I knew the railways board wouldn't forget Bufflers Halt.

Yes, yes, Hobson, the train will be any minute.

But remember, just do exactly as you are told.

You can rely on me, Mr. Calow.

Bufflers Halt! Bufflers Halt!

- Is the truck ready to move in? - He's on his way.

All right. Open it up.

All right, Joe, as soon as they open the doors, let them have it.

Gentlemen, please.

I'm sure they will have firearms.

Let's avoid violence.

Allow me to handle the situation.

- Good morning. - Who's this, Reed?

I forgot about him.

Oh, Mr. Reed, you're looking a little peaky today.

But then you have a lot on your mind.

I never suspected that you were the "inside man", as they say.

All right. Take them all into the station and tie them up.

On change! On change!

And get that imbecile Hobson...

in there as well.

That should do it. Where is the truck?

It will be here in five minutes.

Perfect timing, right let's go and check the... shipment.

Right, Albert, keep an eye on them.

You can rely on me, Mr. Calow.

- Albert. - Hobson is the name.

Mr. Hobson.

Oh yes, well, Mr. Hobson.

You just sit quiet.

The railway police will take care of the likes of you.

Uh, quite, sir. Quite, sir.

You obviously have the good of the railway at heart.

55 years, never missed a day.

Exactly, but I must explain.

You are a victim of deception.

Deception?

I have a note in my pocket.

If you care to have a look at it.

As soon as the truck arrives, we'll load the money.

It's working like a charm.

But this is signed by...

Exactly, one of the highest in the land.

All right, Father. I'm in your hands.

What do you want me to do?

Well, first things first.

Release me from these bonds if you will.

Right, over and out.

The rest of the men in the truck are a mile down the road.

Perfect.

Father Unwin, the rest of the gang will be here any minute.

I understand, Matthew.

Can you create a diversion while I lock the security garage door?

I'll see what I can do.

Now, Mr. Hobson, can you drive this train?

After 55 years service, it will be an honor, sir.

Good. Excellent, Albert. Now you make your way to that driving cab.

And I'll join you after I've incarcerated Reed and his henchmen.

Right.

Reed!

What is that?

Reed!

Over here!

Reed!

It's coming from that case.

Reed!

It must be a tape recorder. Pry the lock open.

The door!

It must be that old fool Hobson.

You should have tied him up with the others.

Ah Albert. We must be on our way before the rest of the gang arrive.

Right, sir.

Get open that door open.

Stop this train!

We're locked in the security carriage.

Get to the level crossing and stop this train.

I think that truck is endeavoring to beat us to the crossing.

- Full speed, Albert. - Right you are, sir.

Well done, Albert.

I think we can reduce speed.

Well, that's just it.

You see, I never handled one of these newfangled devices.

How do you stop it?

It seems we are on the main line heading for London.

I'm doing, I'm doing! Oh, well.

Yes, Matthew, I understand the situation.

The forces of law and order will close in.

We'll all be killed.

A million pounds.

Help! Help!

I wish you would find out, Bishop, and reasonably quickly.

After all, we are on the main line.

Leave it to me.

Never thought I'd get on the main line.

Yes, right.

I understand, Bishop. It's simple as that.

Right, goodbye.

My dear Albert, to stop you simply take your hands off the controls.

I just hope we haven't left it too late.

Well, Matthew, I think this is a slower but a much safer speed travel.

I couldn't agree more, father.

two inches from the end of the line

was cut in a bit fine.

It certainly was Matthew. It certainly was.

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