Original subtitles

- Je vois ça. - Non, c'est rien du tout.

- Dis donc, il sent I'organique, ton avion. - Mais non, ce n'est rien, regarde.

Oui, oui.

Bravo, comme pilote, vous repasserez. Je vous avais dit que votre appareil était foutu.

- Ça recommence. - Aah! Zut! On avait bien besoin de ça.

Bon, j'en ai pas oublié, non?

- Ah! - Il ne manquait plus que ça. C'est malin.

(Terry Wogan ) ..wonderful what you can see on the radio. Breakfast...

(Knock at door)

I don't have time to eat any breakfast.

♪ ..Found you.

- (Knocking) - ♪ Better believe...

♪ I got a feeling this is for reaL and

♪ Nobody eLse wiLL do

♪ You are my princess

♪ You make me smiLe

♪ You make my Life seem worthwhile... ♪

- You wouldn't dare. - Want to bet?

- Good morning. - It will be when it gets here.

People who miss the sunrise miss the best part of the day.

If God had wanted us to enjoy it, He would have made it later in the day.

Aww. Jim, there's something I want you to see.

- Yeah, what? - If I tell you, you won't believe me.

- OK? - Mm.

- There you are! - Is that it?

- It's a wheel. - I can see that.

- I wouldn't have missed it for the world. - It fell off a plane half an hour ago.

- What? - Fell off. Literally.

It almost hit the boat. The plane was well under 500 foot.

- Where was it coming from? - South, I suppose, France.

Didn't you hear it? It must have flown over your place.

I was fast asleep in the bath.

(Tyres screech)

- Morning, Jim. - Morning, Lil.

- What have you got there? - It's a wheel, Lil.

Yes, I can see that. But what's it from?

A plane. Look, I can't stop now. And you watch your driving, will you?

Here you are. There.

( ♪ Humming)

- What's that? - What does it look like?

- It looks like a wheel. - Right first time.

- What the hell's that? - You tell him. Go on.

- It's a wheel. - I know. What's it doing here?

Found it this morning. It came off a plane.

- Want me to follow it up? - No. Put someone else onto it.

There's something more important. Let me show you.

- Recognise him? - Yes. Keith Prescott, isn't it?

Hard to forget with his face cropping up every few months.

He's been on the run ten years now.

The Yard are sending a man over here.

- Is he on Jersey? - They think he could be.

- Le manager s'appelle Monsieur Hurd. - Ah, ouais.

- C'est tout ce qu'on tient de vous. - Il va étre fiable.

- (Horns blare ) - Le nom du manager est Monsieur Hurd.

C'est vert. Tiens, vas-y.

That's his wife, Catherine Prescott.

- And very nice too. - Mm-hm.

She should be... disembarking from the Weymouth ferry within the next hour or so.

Weren't they divorced?

Yeah, but the Yard always thought it was to throw them off the scent. She's never remarried.

Why should they suddenly want to meet up again in Jersey?

I've an appointment with the manager. I am Chantal Coutard.

If you'd take a seat, he'll be with you in a moment.

OK.

- Quant à ce soir, on va attendre un petit peu. - Oui, mais combien de temps?

Je ne sais pas.

- Darling, is he still there? - Yes, still there.

Oh.

Yes, dear? Yes of course.

What? I thought I had paid the electricity bill.

Can we talk later? I have people with me.

I know it's inconvenient to have it cut off when you're having a party,

but I'll phone them as soon as I can.

Sorry.

There is no disgrace involved at all. I'll phone you back.

It's all right.

They are not counterfeit. They are not stolen.

They are just looking for a place to rest.

Monsieur Laborde here wishes to open an account.

Enchanté, monsieur.

There are formalities to be gone through first, mademoiselle.

It's not quite as simple as that.

Your system in Paris is very similar to our system here.

Well, I'm sure there is a bank somewhere on this island who will help.

You've come to the right bank, Miss...

- Coutard. - Coutard. Enchanté.

- Monsieur? - Monsieur?

- My colleague doesn't speak English. - The formalities are quite straightforward.

I am delighted to hear it.

And now you can fix your electricity bill.

Would you like to try it on?

Do you have a size ten?

What are you doing here? This is a private office!

And that's for the plants.

Cheers.

- Chief Inspector West? - Yes, afraid so.

How do you do? Barney Crozier. You've met my secretary, Charlotte?

I'll, uh... get you some fresh water, sir.

So, you expect Keith Prescott to show up in Jersey?

Expect? Death and taxes are all we can expect in this life, especially on this assignment.

Sorry, did I say assignment? Vocation would be a better word.

How long have you been on the case?

Have you read Les Misérables by Victor Hugo?

- A native of these islands? - I have.

Some 800 closely printed pages, I believe.

Well, my dear friend, compared with my pursuit of Keith Prescott down the years,

- Hugo's cop had it easy. - You were keeping tabs on Catherine Prescott.

- Just... - I know.

Inspector West from Scotland Yard, Sergeant Bergerac.

- Sir? - How do you do?

Sergeant, it was either in the taxi and out again routine,

or the switching of clothes with the daughter, right?

- Second. - Well, don't fret.

You're not the first person to be fooled by Catherine. Join the club.

- Who's watching the hotel now? - Wilson.

You've just spent an hour with the Prescott family. I've spent 11 years.

Yes. I'm afraid I was the one who arrested him.

Stood up in court when he was sentenced to 15 years,

and, er, I'm afraid I was the chosen one to pursue him

when he walked out of the most secure prison in the country.

(Applause )

- (Cheering) - Out!

(Laughs )

- I went nowhere near it! - (Applause )

That's bloody ridiculous.

Never heard owt like it in all me life.

Don't do anything silly, John.

We're playing against 12 men today.

Them and that comedian of an umpire. Tch!

I was a mile away from that ball.

I'm lodging a protest about that umpire.

- The old fool comes from Surrey! - Surrey?

They're all hopeless. And they haven't won the County Championship for years.

- Charlie, neither have Yorkshire. - - No jokes, Patrick, I'm not in the mood.

Who's joking? We are 12 for three, that's no joke.

Hmm. Talk about appealing. That lot have got more voice than a Welsh choir.

- Calm down, Charlie, it's only a game! - Well, not where I come from, it's not.

You look wonderful.

- I feel awkward meeting here. - Don't be, it's ideal.

If we'd met at my place and the police had been on your tail...

Were they watching when you phoned?

Oh, yes, they were waiting for me when I arrived.

As expected. Sit down, relax. Enjoy the cricket.

When are you going to bat?

Quite soon, I should think, the way things are going.

- Patrick, I'm nervous. - Nonsense. Everything's going to be all right.

When you plan something like this, you think about it the whole time.

Now I'm here and it's actually going to happen, I can't...

Listen. Listen, we are old friends.

You are in good hands, believe me.

There you are, large vodka. On the house. Hope you like the room?

Oh, yes, it's very, erm... very comfortable.

It's the one you had before.

- You're Lil, aren't you? - (Laughs )

- I recognised you immediately. - Mm.

- So you still haven't caught him? - No, afraid not. When was I here?

- Nine or ten years ago. - Good grief!

It's been so long I can't remember the countries I've been to, let alone individuals.

And I can't recall what the bloke you were after had done.

Oh, really? He stole rather a lot of money.

£2 million to be exact, not a penny of it's been recovered.

Prescott, Keith Prescott.

Unfortunately the public rather took him to their hearts, which hasn't helped.

And of course he... chose an acceptable victim.

Of course, now I remember. You were the victim, the police?

That's right.

He was a computer expert.

One day he decided to tap into the central computer.

Programmed it to pay salaries to several hundred policemen who never even existed.

How many times have I seen that reaction?

I'm sorry, but you've got to see the funny side.

Yeah, unless you spend half your life hunting him.

Well, I'll leave you with your problem.

That's an understatement.

I've had the photographs you brought copied and circulated

- and we've put out a general alert. - If they're going to be of any use.

Didn't Prescott have a face job when he jumped jail?.

- Right. - There's no proof, of course.

I wouldn't worry about it, I'd know Prescott anywhere.

I know him like a brother. I'll have another large vodka.

(Applause )

Who's that man that keeps staring at us?

That's Charlie Hungerford. He's a friend of mine, I'll introduce you.

- No, please. - Oh, no, he's harmless. Come and meet him.

- No, Pat... - Come on.

- Charlie? - Mm?

Charlie, may I present Mrs Pres... Mrs Preston.

You most certainly may! How do you do? My name's Charlie Hungerford.

How do you do? Oh, is that the end of the game?

- No, just lunch. - I must get back to the hotel.

- You've only just got here! - I'll give you a lift.

No, no, Patrick, you can't do that. You're captain, you've got to chat up the other team.

- I'll take care of... - It's not far, I can walk.

- I wouldn't hear of it. My car is just there. - I don't want to take you away.

You'll do me a favour. I can't stand cricket lunches.

Cold ham, lettuce and potato salad, strawberry flan...

- Thank you so much for the lift. - Not at all.

- Are you having lunch? - Yes.

Good, so am I. This place has a first-class restaurant, so shall we?

- Well, no... - You're not going to send me back

to cold ham and limp lettuce, not to mention concrete strawberry flan?

I wouldn't dream of it.

I think you'll enjoy this place. Victor always does me well.

- Mr Hungerford. - Ah, Victor, there you are.

- Table for two, please. - I'm sorry, but it's the rule.

Absolutely no cricket studs in the restaurant.

Are you going to insist I wear a tie as well?.

- No sir, it's just the boots. - Well, in that case, no problem.

There we are, Victor.

While you're at it, you might get someone to give them a touch of whitening, will you?

Thank you.

Ah.

(Chuckles ) Hey!

Put these... boots behind the desk.

Gentleman who belongs to those, do you know who he is?

What's his name?

Yes. Mr Hungerford.

- Hungerford? - Charles Hungerford.

Yes, right, thank you. Ah, one other thing.

Mrs Prescott's room number.

So, uh, Mr Preston didn't come out with you this time?

Mr Preston?

Pat introduced you as Mrs Preston,

so I... recklessly put two and two together and assumed you were married.

That Mr Preston.

Oh, good God, how many are there?

Well, he's long gone.

Lo... Oh dear, I am sorry. You mean he's dead?

(Laughs ) Oh, no, we divorced.

Ah. Well then, his loss is my gain.

- Slow down there, Charles. - Ah, Charlie.

You know, I think you have to know somebody very well before you can call them Charlie.

Well, who knows what lunch might lead to?

- Who knows, indeed? - Very often, dinner.

- Crossed the coast here... - (Motor)

flying no higher than a hundred feet.

Then it's likely to have landed somewhere in this area.

Take a bloody good pilot to land on only one wheel, though.

Where would you put it down?

There are a few decent fields here, flat enough.

Or... well it could be anywhere really.

Hm, that's what I thought. All right, thanks very much.

- Any luck? - No, not really.

It'll turn up sooner or later.

Sooner, I hope, if Keith Prescott was on board.

That's your line of investigation, is it?

- It is the easiest way to get onto the island. - Not the easiest. Crash-landing?

(Man ) Get up!

- (Bleating) - Come on, boy!

Ah. I hid a bit of cash on the mainland so, finally, I came over here.

Good weather, nice people, especially this time of year.

You're from Yorkshire, aren't you?

Yeah, Knaresborough, how'd you guess?

- Recognise the colours. - Oh, really?

Do you know, I thought that all Yorkshiremen were unhappy away from the north.

Not when they can keep the taxman away from their money.

Excuse me, Mr Hungerford?

- Some more coffee? - No. I left my daughter Emma by the pool.

She's probably run off with the swimming instructor.

- I'm sorry. - Yeah what is it, Victor?

Oh, the bill. Put it on my account.

It isn't that, sir. I have an urgent message for you.

- Message? - Yes, sir. You're fielding.

(Wilson ) We got here as soon as we could.

What you told me, did you tell that to Sergeant Bergerac?

- Oh yes. - Good.

What you got, Jim?

Phew!

The interim figures from New York are all right as far as they go,

but Chase Manhattan stressed that they are not verifiable without audit.

- Am I going too fast? - No, I've got it.

You wanted to replace the second paragraph?

Make the deletion, let's see how it looks.

- Jim! - That's very bad for your digestion, you know?

Yes, I know. Let's leave it there for the moment, Janet, thanks very much.

Want something? Coffee? Sandwich?

Uh, sandwich, please.

- Found your plane. - Did you? Where? Did it crash?

No, the pilot seemed to know what he was doing.

- He sort of... landed it. - Oh, lord. Anybody hurt?

A lot of these were found lying around.

They must have left in a hurry.

Yeah. The serial numbers are quite close together.

I reckon they were from the same batch.

Large amounts of French francs are no longer transferable.

You've got to smuggle them out to sell in a money market.

- Like in Jersey? - Yeah.

What is all this, Jim, can't you tell me?

Do you remember a guy called Keith Prescott?

The Keith Prescott? You don't think he came in on that plane, do you?

Bah, dis donc, je crois qu'il est temps d'avoir ton appel...

- Tu peux me commander un autre verre? - D'accord.

Hello? Mr Gibson? I am ringing back about the plane.

- Yeah, you and one passenger, right? - That's right.

It will be available when you want it.

Oh, by the way, I'll need cash in hand.

This is an aircraft identification number. See if you can trace it.

And I want you to copy these serial numbers from these notes,

- see if you can find out anything about them. - Yes, of course.

And contact the French National Bank and the Sûreté.

- Could be Prescott. - Could indeed. Well done.

You found the plane, I found Mrs Prescott.

How'd you do that?

She came back to the hotel, with a friend of yours, I believe.

- Charlie Hungerford, Jim. - Charlie?

- (Catherine ) Darling? Do you want a drink? - I've got one coming.

You're still following me, Sergeant, and I'm not going anywhere.

- How'd you know I'm a Sergeant? - Experience.

- What can I say? I'm sorry. - Are you really?

Sorry I mean. No, I doubt it.

I'm beginning to feel I'm never going to be left in peace.

You know we are here for a break? A quiet holiday.

Is that really true?

All right, Sergeant, ask your questions.

- Charlie Hungerford. - What about him?

Before we go any further, I think you should know he is my... ex-father-in-law.

Oh, I see. It really is a small island, isn't it?

How come you know him?

It was my ex-husband who committed the crime.

You had lunch with Charlie.

Mm-hm. And he's very nice. He was very entertaining.

I bet he was.

Three hours for lunch? You must have had a lot to talk about.

If he is your ex-father-in-law,

why don't you go and talk to him?

- Charlie? - Not now, Jim!

- Can't you see I'm busy? Get off! - This is important.

What do you think this is?

You've never played for Yorkshire, have you?

- I certainly did. - When?

Scarborough, '62. Charity do against the Showbiz All Stars.

That doesn't count, Charlie.

One run. Quick. Quick.

You know who you just had lunch with, don't you?

- Of course I do, Mrs Preston. - No, Mrs Prescott.

- That's Keith Prescott's wife. - Keith Prescott!

The fellow who made a fortune with that phoney police force?

- That's right. How come you know her? - I've only just met her, by chance.

She came over to see one of our team.

- Which one? - Pat Lister, our captain.

Wicketkeeper, over there. You must know him.

He's a hospital specialist. Brilliant. A top plastic surgeon.

- Plastic surgeon, eh? - Mm.

Shouldn't you put that fag out? Isn't that stuff explosive?

Highly explosive, Jim. Uh, Patrick Lister?

Of course I know him, he works in the hospital. What are you after?

Background information. I know he's a plastic surgeon.

Yeah, none better.

He has pioneered a number of new treatments, especially for burns.

I should say Jersey has every reason to be proud to own him.

- But he's not native Jersey, is he? - No.

- So why have a practice over here? - Why not?

We might just be a tiny part of Britain, but our hospital's one of the best.

And patients are just patients.

What I meant was, why isn't he in Harley Street, for God's sake, where the money is?

Who says this little island of ours hasn't got money?

I'll tell you this, Jim, he always worked as an ordinary hospital man before he came here.

Medicine presumably meant more to him than money.

Yeah, then, how about now?

Now I should say he's quite wealthy.

As well as being a hospital consultant, he has his own private clinic in Rozel Bay.

You find what you need, Jim?

Yeah, these company records are really something.

Lister apparently came to Jersey 11 years ago, got himself a house

and a consulting room at La Motte Street.

That isn't bad for a young doctor.

- This might help you too. - What?

At the time of registration, his lawyers were Scott, Margad and Valen.

His financial advisor was Norman Bellshade.

Bellshade?

Vielleicht kann ich nach Düsseldorf kommen und wir können die Einzelheiten besprechen.

Ich muss schon sagen, ich glaube es ist eine ausgezeichnete Geldanlage.

Entschuldigen Sie mir einen Moment, Herr Meisler.

- What? - It's very important.

Herr Meisner? Könnte ich später anrufen? Vielen Dank.

- Patrick Lister. - What about him?

You do know the man I mean.

The face-lift merchant. Crow's-feet, bags, wrinkles removed if the price is right?

You haven't interrupted an important call for stupid remarks about a doctor you don't like?

Your father was his financial advisor when he set up here.

- Was he? - Didn't know that?

- Well, when was it? - Ten, 11 years ago?

- Jim, I was still at school. - Oh, yeah.

Do you know where your father kept old records?

Yes I do. Downstairs. Come on.

What exactly will these files tell you?

I want to know how he got started.

If there was any funny money at the start.

- Any what? - Funny money.

I know your father was involved.

But where the client's money comes from is none of your concern.

My father wouldn't knowingly have gone along with something dishonest.

Well, why should he know?

Now, Lister was an ambitious young doctor.

He comes over here and starts making a whole load of money.

Every haggard old crone here offering him a bundle

to make them look like Jane Fonda or somebody.

OK, handsome, just wait till you're 60.

More importantly, a lot of villains will also want their faces altered.

All you need is a bent surgeon and...

Ah, this could be it, look.

- Lister came over here with £50,000! - God.

Your father helped him invest it.

Now where does a young doctor who's never been in private practice get that kind of money?

J'espère que je n'aurais pas trop de problèmes pour conduire à gauche.

Je te souhaite un bonne journée avec le pilote.

Merci.

- Je vais t'attendre à I'hôtel. - D'accord. À tout à I'heure.

(Car horn )

- (Wheels screeching) - (Horns blaring)

(Policeman ) Just one moment, sir.

Switch off your engine, please.

Je ne comprends pas.

The engine, switch it off, please.

Je vous demande pardon, je ne comprends pas.

Ignition, off.

You were driving on the right side of the road.

We insist on the left in Jersey. May I see your driving license?

Je vous demande pardon, je ne vous comprends toujours pas.

Just one moment, sir, if you please.

This way.

Hello, Keith.

I thought I'd be retired before we met face-to-face again.

- He says he doesn't understand English, sir. - Oh!

Come on, Keith, the game is up, old man.

- Les jeux sont faits, mon brave. - Je ne comprends pas.

Are you sure it's Prescott? Ten years is a long time.

Oh, yes, it's him all right.

Looks a bit young for Prescott.

What about the plastic surgery? He's changed the colour of his hair.

Je voudrais savoir ce que tout cela veut dire. Combien de temps vous allez me retenir ici?

Parce que votre petit jeu que je ne comprends pas! Je commence à en avoir marre!

That French sounds real.

He's taken a course, with his computer company in Paris.

He's mastered the lingo, as he's mastered everything else.

Seen Catherine yet, Keith? She is here.

Je vous répète que je ne comprends pas ce que tout cela veut dire.

- Pourquoi me retenez-vous? - You are wasting time.

Mais tout ce que j'ai à me reprocher c'est un infraction à la circulation.

All right, let's play it this way.

- Hello, Catherine. - Hello, Ronald.

Look, I saw you earlier. Why didn't you say hello then?

Remiss of me, I know, but I've been rather busy.

Too busy to say hello to an old friend?

- I didn't want to spoil your lunch. - So that was it.

I thought it might be a touch of the old trouble.

- Do you think we might have a word? - Which word would you like?

- That's entirely up to you, my darling. - Oh, I see, serious?

- It's a bit awkward here, isn't it? - All right, Ronald. Get my key.

- What... what number is it? - Oh, Ronald.

Patrick David Lister, born in Suffolk, father's a vicar,

honours graduate from Cambridge, post med school, Johns Hopkins,

then two years at Guy's.

Later, he moved to Jersey

- with £50,000 in bank balance. - That doesn't make him a criminal.

It's reckoned that Prescott had a face job when he escaped from prison.

Now my guess is, he is coming back for a ten-year service from Lister.

- Well, Catherine. - Well, Ronald?

Oh, you're not going to be a bad loser?

- What are you talking about? - I know this is Keith.

Well then you know more than I do.

I've never seen that man before in my life.

Oh, you can do better than that.

It's been a long time, my love, but I've got him.

- Why don't you admit it? - I'll do better than admit it, Ronald.

I'll offer you my heartiest condolences.

Right, everything seems to be in order.

- Licence, flight logs... - And the money.

Ah, très important.

There she is, being checked over.

Any time you want her. Rush job, is it?

Usual thing for this kind of place. Businessman off to a meeting.

One of those multi-million deals, no doubt?

Probably.

Shall I look it over?

Oh, be my guest.

(Jim ) They don't tally, do they?

They're smudged, they've been changed, skin's been grafted over.

It's difficult to achieve that.

Oh, it's been tried before.

Slippery as an eel in a barrel of grease.

There's one thing he can't change.

Let's get hold of his dental records, see if he can slip out of those.

The boys just found this in the car he was in.

- It's a bank receipt. - Made out to Michel Laborde.

Excuse me, if anybody calls me,

would you please give the message to my daughter?

I remember it very well, the account was opened today.

- A deposit was made, was it? - It was.

In cash? French francs?

In 500-franc denominations like this?

Is there some irregularity?

Well, that's what you and I have got to find out.

- Qu'est-ce que vous voulez, encore? - Keep still.

Well, doctor?

Oh, it's difficult to say.

What is? Has the man had plastic surgery or hasn't he?

I'll repeat, it's difficult to tell after a certain number of years.

Look, I'm not a doctor, I can see that.

There is evidence suggesting the skin has been tightened

but it could have been caused by a comparatively minor injury.

How long will a full examination take?

Without an X-ray it's impossible to tell

whether there's been any skeletal alteration.

- Even then... - Oh, clever, clever.

Clever.

Thank you, sir. That's the lot.

No withdrawal can be made against this account?

Not until a chequebook is issued. That takes 24 hours.

So this Miss... Coutard is coming back?

At least one of them will have to.

When she does, you let me know on this number.

- Yes, of course. - There you go.

Thank you. Oh, Sergeant, I believe this one is yours.

- Hey, Danny! - Hello, Miss Bellshade.

Hi!

- You want some more help on the boat? - No thanks, not today.

- But can you spare me ten minutes? - Yeah, hold on.

Lil, give my friend a drink, would you?

- He looks underage to me. - He's 15.

Better make it a Coke. And a... red wine, please.

- Hello. - Who's that?

- Good-looking, wouldn't you say? - Yeah.

- What are you on about? - I suddenly remembered Danny.

I brought him here so you could meet him.

Two years ago, he borrowed his brother's motorbike,

crashed into a wall, and smashed his face up.

- You wouldn't guess it now, would you? - No.

He must have got lucky.

He was lucky because Lister was around to give him his face back.

It wasn't one of his hospital cases either.

It took six weeks in his private clinic.

Lister did the whole treatment for nothing.

He could still have done Prescott's face, couldn't he?

Au secours! Au secours! À I'aide!

Au secours! Au secours!

Au secours! Au secours!

That plane number you gave me?

- It crashed. - Yeah, I know that.

It crashed three years ago in Northern Italy.

- (Phone ) - It's never been re-registered.

Prescott's escaped. Flooded his cell, knocked out a copper and vanished.

Yes, well done, it is her.

When she reaches the counter, have her shown in to me.

Get me the Bureau des Étrangers.

(Man ) Yes, I feed some people's vanity, Bergerac,

I make no apology for that. We all do.

You tell your friends they are looking fine when they are mortally sick,

you boost their confidence with a fib here and a white lie there,

and I do it with a stitch behind the ear.

Who's to say that is immoral?.

Morality is anything that makes you feel better afterwards.

- Read your Hemingway. - Oh, I do.

You think I've agreed to work on Keith Prescott's face?

- Well, the name's on the register. - That's right.

Here we are.

Hello, Sergeant Bergerac,

I thought you'd find me.

You expected to find my husband here, didn't you?

- Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you. - What are you doing here?

(Sighs )

This is what I looked like ten years ago.

That's beautiful.

And you still are.

Thank you, but it's not as Keith remembers me.

Well, you might think me vain,

but I've asked Patrick Lister to do some restoration work.

You never know, I might bump into Keith again, somewhere.

You're going to see him again?

I mean, of course, not here in Jersey. Somewhere else?

Well, it's a small world, coincidences do happen.

Take that Frenchman, for example.

It was a hell of a shock to me to see just how like Keith he was.

Poor old Ronald.

Inspector Ronnie will have to pack his bags again, won't he?

Well, good luck to you, Mrs Prescott.

I hope you find what you're looking for.

Thank you, Sergeant.

You know, I think you really mean that.

Sorry for the delay. Your chequebook wasn't quite ready.

- Here. - Thank you.

Get out.

Not this time, Keith.

- Congratulations. - Thank you very much.

You've caught a most wanted criminal.

- Yes, you could say that. - Indeed you could.

Unfortunately, this man is Antoine Gaston Duferre.

- What have you got there? - It's a file from the Sûreté.

And a request to hold him in connection with the theft

of two million francs from his own bank.

He's an assistant bank manager near Cherbourg.

Let me see that.

Er, sir, this might also interest you.

It's my report on Catherine Prescott.

Please, who is this Keith Prescott I am mistaken for?

( ♪ Humming Chattanooga Choo Choo )

(Knock)

Don't you know it's an of fence to read other people's mail?.

Postcards are for reading.

Ta.

- From Brazil?. - You'll love that one.

"The new face worked a treat, satisfied customers all round,."

"Keith said he'd never have believed 11 years had passed."

(Laughs ) "Love to Ronnie West, Catherine Prescott."

- Would you do that? - Do what?

- Change your face for a man? - (Laughs )

That would depend on the man.