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It's a parachute.

Aye, he'll be over this ridge.

He'll be in the loch.

I got him, just give us
a hand will you?

Get on with it.

- Heave!
- Up.

He's a wet one.

Oh, he's a heavy one.

He must have half the loch inside him.

All righty, mate.

Come on.

He is one of ours.

Aye, come on then.

Oh!

But Mrs. Barrington has authorised me

to utilise this cottage
as a military hospital.

Hospital, indeed.

You haven't a single patient.

- Now, Mrs. Barrington...
- Not now, Kitty.

Now, besides this farm is filled

in by Mrs. Barrington herself.

3 Manor Cottage,
available for 20 evacuees.

Now come on, children.

One, two, three,

- oh Geneva what are you doing?
- Oh, get away, get away.

- Get up.
- Go on, go on, go on.

Come on Miss, you ducky.

Lousy organisation.

Children, children get your bundles out.

Ah, there's Mrs. Barrington.

Now we'll see.

Good morning, Mrs. Barrington.

Good morning, good morning.

[Mrs. Fernery] Oh, Mrs. Barrington.

Taking the children for an outing?

Isn't that nice?

You mean those 20 little evacuees

in the cottage now, didn't you?

Has anybody...

But we've got our
military hospital in here.

20?

Oh, I must've added a nought by mistake.

Now isn't that silly of me?

Take Fidget to the stables, John.

- Yes, Ma'am.
- That's right.

- Come on.
- Off you go, gal.

What shall we do with the children?

Rub out the nought and make two.

We'll put one in the boardroom

and the other in the
bathroom, the box room.

Oh, thank you.

Yes, in a minute, dear.

Now, which two children would like

to go and stay with dear
kind, Mrs. Barrington?

Now, I've made up my mind.

Come along you two.

Come out you two lucky ones.

You mean him, don't you?

No, I don't.

I mean both of you.

Oh, Evans?

Go into the house and get me some pillows,

blankets and eiderdowns.

You know, the one with the hole in it.

- Cigarettes.
- It's my duty to remind you...

One thing at a time, Doctor, please.

- Now, this is Ronald...
- Mixby.

- Mixby and...
- Tony Andrews.

- Tony Andrews.
- How do you do?

Oh, dear .

How do you do?

How do you do?

But I thought you said little girls?

No, they've always been boys.

Have they?

Oh, well it's all the same thing
isn't it?

- Much obliged.
- What for?

For having me.

Oh, it's a pleasure (chuckles), I hope.

Miss Fernery, that reminds me.

I do hope that you'll find
time to be on the committee.

Of course I will, Mrs. Barrington.

Which one?

The spit fun fire, Spitfire
Fun Bazaar of course.

Oh, thank you.

Now, Ronald you must behave
nicely while you're here.

You see, it's very kind of
Mrs. Barrington to have you.

Bring 'em in 10 bob a week,
don't I?

Oh.

Our orders say this
is a military hospital.

That's right, of course it is.

Now have you got a stretcher?

We have.

Good, well
bring 'em in, bring 'em in here.

Well, there you are.

- I've arranged everything.
- Mrs. Barrington?

It was quite simply.

- It's just the natural...
- Mrs. Barrington,

it's providence.

Providence, where?

I don't see anything.

We got a patient at last.

A patient?

But we can't take the patient.

We've got two little evacuees.

No, no, no.

He should've come half and hour earlier.

I, oh, poor chap.

But look, he's been wounded.

Why didn't you tell me at once?

Take him in of course.

Take him in.

Look at that poor fellow.

Oh, Evans take those away.

- We won't be needing them.
- Is he sick?

And tell Miss Helen to come here.

She's in the kitchen garden.

We've got a case.

This the room over here?

Take it easy, then.

[Ronald] Who is he?

He's a Spitfire pilot.

Hello, sailor.

Hello.

Watch it now, now, now, now, now.

This is no place for little boys to play.

You can go to your room and stay there.

That's right.

Dear little chap .

So obedient.

Aye, maybe.

Yes.

Now the patient.

That's right, you know the way.

- You've been here before.
- Yeah.

Oh.

Are you the case?

No.

I'm Ronald.

I'm evacuated.

Oh, how do you do, Ronald?

Pleased to meet you, I'm sure.

It's in there.

Well thank you, Ronald.

Come on, Betty.

Morning, Andy.

Good day, Miss Helen.

Do you want me to report this?

No, no, leave everything to us.

We're under the War Office, you know.

I see.

Yes, we know all the
regulations don't we, Helen?

[Helen] Of course, Mother.

Good morning, Miss Helen.

Good morning.

Helen, my dear he's an officer.

He's got the CF, the D, the thing.

Oh, why didn't you put
your uniform on dear?

Well, I hadn't time to change, Mother.

Oh.

And you might've brought
John's yellow pyjamas down.

They do go with the room.

[Helen] Yes, Mother.

Yellow.

- Lemons.
- Lemons?

Lemon, that reminds me,

I haven't got a lemon in the house.

Are you ready for me, Doctor?

Aye, I'm ready.

Well, I've set the shoulder, Helen.

But there's a nasty great cut
here I don't like the look of.

Would you get me some hot water please?

Yes, of course.

Put a double Scotch
in it will you, please?

(Dr. Truscott chuckles)

That'll come later in the treatment

and we'll both have some.

(Perry gasping)

Ah, poor laddie.

You must've struck a log
floatin' on the loch.

Is that what it was?

Felt like the Queen Mary.

Bad luck.

Yes, it was.

Or was it?

Oh, excuse me, Sir.

Here's your uniform, Miss.

Thank you.

[Evans] Excuse me, Sir.

Perhaps I can help you.

Thank you, Sir.

Put that down!

I'm sorry, I'm...

Oh.

What are you doing here?

I'm here for my health
and what's it to you anyway?

What were you doing with my luggage?

Your luggage?

Yes, my luggage.

Tell me sonny, this is
3 Manor Cottage, isn't it?

It is.

Most extraordinary.

How's that?

Oh, it's fine, thank you, Doctor.

Hm.

Well, how's the patient?

Oh, grand thanks.

I'm in very good hands.

May I use your telephone?

I'm afraid I've got to report this.

I'll go and ring up the aerodrome.

Sorry, it's official.

I better speak myself.

Then I'll bring the telephone to you.

Would you?

Thank you.

- Oh!
- I wonder if you could...

Yes, yes, in a minute, in a minute.

Oi!

(luggage thuds)

- Oh.
- Excuse me but...

No, no, no, no, I can't bother
with things like that now.

I've got a wounded man on my hands,

I've got reports to fill in.

Some other time.

Yes, please but you are Mrs. Barrington.

I know you've come
about the ration cards,

I know I filled
- No.

them in all wrong but it isn't my fault

and I really cannot discuss
the matter with you now.

Madam, you're mistaken.

I'm Dimble.

Oh, are you?

I'm so sorry.

Yes, but I can't do anything about it now.

But I've come to take
possession of the cottage.

But there is no cottage.

- No cottage?
- No, no cottage.

Please.

Look, it says on that
board cottage to let.

Oh, yes that board.

Well, I meant to take it down (chuckles).

You see, things all changed.

Now this is a military hospital.

Madam, I have rented this cottage

from Messrs McPhail &
McPhail, the estate agents.

Look, here is a correspondence.

I've paid in advance and my check

was accepted for the Michelmas quarter.

Michelmas, when does Michelmas come?

Before or after Christmas?

I never know...

Oh, of course I remember now.

Yes, yes.

But didn't you get my letter
telling you not to come?

No.

Hello, Sir.

Perry speaking.

Yes, I'm afraid so, Sir.

Had to bail out and landed in the ditch.

No, Sir, no.

Loch, Loch Tay.

Yes, Loch Tay, that's right, Sir.

I know what we'll do.

We'll send the boy over to the house

and you can have his room.

I can see you're a born organiser.

Well, it does come rather
easily to me .

Little boy, come here.

Look my child, I'm afraid you're

not going to have that room after all.

- This is Mister...
- Dimble.

Dimble (chuckles).

He is going to have it.

Lousy organisation.

Now look here, sonny.

You must never use that word.

- Organisation?
- No, no...

The other one.

It's not a word we use in the country.

No, no, no, now think of all

the lovely things in the country.

The trees, the birds, the
little animals, the goats.

Get your bundle.

Oh, Evans?

Yes, Ma'am?

Oh, Evans take this boy away

and put him in the maid's room.

Hey!

It's all right she isn't there.

Now run along and be happy.

Remember, it's the one thing
I insist upon (chuckles).

Evans, it might be better if you gave

the boy your room and
you went into the attic.

Very good, Ma'am.

All right, Sir.

If you put me through to the
IO I'll let him have the dope.

Right, goodbye, Sir.

Actually, would you mind?

Not a bit.

Hello?

Flight Lieutenant Perry.

Is that the IO?

Oh, hello, Perry speaking.

Yes.

Spitfire FJ112.

On patrol off Montrose.

Yes, Montrose.

Spotted Dornier 2,000 feet below.

Got in two bursts but lost him in cloud.

Yeah, that's right.

Lost him in cloud.

His rear gunner hit my engine.

Yeah.

Tried to get the bus back
but she caught on fire.

Yeah .

Had to bail out.

Yes, I had to, bail out.

Yes.

Uh huh.

I'm afraid she'll be a write off.

Yeah, that's right.

North bank of Loch Tay.

Okay.

Right, cheerio.

Yes.

And all your own work?

Yes.

The heart of the highlands, highlands.

You really like it?

Oh, yes I do, I do.

Oh, it's charming of you to say so.

It's my naturalistic period of course.

Oh, yes of course, of course.

If I may say so, it fits
the mood of the room.

Do you really think so?

Mind you, it had to go there

because of this hole in the wall.

You see, this used to be...

Oh.

This used to be John's workshop.

He blew himself up.

Oh, don't tell me.

You're not a widow?

A widow, me?

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, John's still there (chuckles).

Very much so.

What, do you mean he's a chemist?

No, no, no, just nothing.

He invents things.

But he's not the John Barrington?

The Barrington Gunman?

Well, that was a long time ago.

I had to put a stop to all that.

There'd be no cottage left.

I've put him the greenhouse now.

He works there quite happily,

and of course no gunpowder .

(Charles laughs)

Well, I'm sure I'll be
very happy here anyway.

Oh, you must.

Happiness is the one thing I insist on.

So do come and have all your
meals with us won't you?

Why certainly.

Of course you'll have
to find us as you take us.

Oh, you're very gracious.

[Mrs. Barrington] Goodbye.

Goodbye.

It's streets ahead of
anything we've had so far.

At 3,000 feet, 25 direct hits
at all angles of approach.

That was the stick from 5,000
straddled centre of target.

That's a beauty.

Moving target at 6,000, too.

Uncanny.

Barrington's done it again.

What's this?

Accuracy goes to pieces above 9,000.

Exactly.

The stabiliser will soon correct that.

Barrington may have intended to fit one.

You know how he works.

I do.

Never sends us blueprints and
we're not thought readers.

Well, we'll have him
down and talk it over.

Good.

As soon as possible, Sir.

This the best room you've got?

You must have thrown a sparrow
out to make room for me.

It's been big enough
for me for the last month.

Month?

I'm here for duration.

Where were you before?

You're not Scotch?

London?

I'm from London.

Really?

What made you come to this hole?

Dodging the blitz?

That's it.

Baloney.

Been a butler ever
since you left the Army?

No.

Coulda told you that.

Smart aren't we?

You can always tell a real butler.

Butlers' faces are white.

If they pinch the boss's port they're red.

Yours is brown.

You coulda been a doorkeeper for instance.

Really?

No, then you'd have
had medals, not ribbons.

Why didn't you get married?

Because, how do you know?

Easy.

You've had to do for yourself.

No woman in your life.

You're free.

Student of human nature aren't we?

11's.

I just deduce things.

Am I allowed to go where I like?

Mrs. Barrington's instructions

are that you are to
consider yourself a guest.

Paying guest.

You're therefore free to go wherever

you wish except the lavatory.

Hey, what do they expect me to do?

The lavatory's Mr.
Barrington's work room.

Laboratory.

Lab, well anyway nobody's permitted

to go in except Mr.
Barrington and Mr. Trently,

not even Mrs. Barrington.

You might get hurt if you do.

Huh.

I think I'll give this dump the once over.

(pensive music)

What are you doing here?

Didn't you know that
nobody was allowed in here?

Sorry, Mister.

I live here.

Oh, since when?

Didn't she tell you either?

Lousy organisation.

Oh, mustn't say that.

Oh, I don't know, why not?

I'm inclined to agree with you.

[Ronald] I like your dump.

Oh.

Thank you very much indeed.

I'm glad you improve
of it .

You're not very good at it are you?

There is somebody supposed

to be looking after you isn't there?

Mm, that butler of yours.

Yes, would you mind going back

and being looked after again?

Oh, do go away, please.

That's not the way to
lubricate an elastic motor.

Well, it's the way I lubricate it.

It's a cockeyed way.

Here.

You gotta do like this.

Oh, doesn't it make an
awful mess of your hands?

What's it matter?

Well, I really don't know.

There.

Now it's lubricated.

Yes, it certainly is.

You know how to put it in?

Yes, thank you very much.

Thank you for the lubrication.

Now go away.

Oh, do go away, please!

You're making me nervous.

I know, but that ain't
right what you're doing.

Here, you better let me.

You got to be shown if you
don't know haven't you?

Mm hm.

Just watch me, then you will.

These ready made planes you
buy in shops aren't no good.

Oh, that one is.

No.

What's your longest duration of flight?

Oh, she stays up a long time.

How long?

Well, I've never actually
timed it but it's...

What, and you're a scientist?

I made one that stayed up
six minutes and 42 seconds.

Tell me, how did you become

such an expert in these things?

Oh, this is just a hobby.

It's not what I'm really going for.

Oh, what's that?

Ever heard of Sherlock Holmes?

Oh, are you a disciple
of Sherlock Holmes?

He was the greatest man what ever lived.

(Mr. Barrington chuckles)

Yes, he did live didn't he?

221B Baker Street.

I can't find the house now.

You smoke a lot don't you?

Yes, I'm afraid I do.

Easy, "Hound of the Baskervilles,

"Chapter Two, Nicotine Stains."

Ah, yes but these
stains are picric acid.

(door rattling)

All right then.

Why have you got a copper for a butler?

Got a what?

Didn't you know?

Your butler's a cop.

Whoa!

Oh nonsense.

I mean he...

Well how do you know?

Bet you a tanner he is.

And what's more I'll prove it.

Go on, call him.

Evans?

Where do policeman keep their watches?

Well, I don't know,
I never thought of it.

I mean, on their wrists?

Just you watch.

Yes, Sir?

What's the time?

Half past 11, Sir.

It's impossible.

It is, Sir.

Oh, Evans?

Go and get my secatines, uh, scissors.

Yes, Madam.

Well...

Pay up your tanner.

He's your bodyguard, isn't he?

Damn it.

Do I look like the sort of
man who needs a bodyguard?

You're a big shot inventor.

Course you do.

I will not have them
putting policeman in my house.

I'll sack him.

You mean to say you
didn't know he was a copper?

Well, of course I didn't.

Blimey, there's funny
business around here.

You're a marked man.

I'm a what?

"The Study in Scarlet," you remember?

Well, of course I do.

- What's that gotta do with...
- It's elementary.

You're working on a secret invention.

No, I'm not.

I'm working on a cure for influenza.

Blow, nobody's interested in that.

Oh, aren't they?

Crooks aren't.

That's what he is, a copper turned crook.

What could he be after?

What do you keep in the safe?

Where do you keep the diamonds?

The wife's jewels?

He might be in with a gang.

What do you know about Mr. Trently?

Well, he's my assistant.

I mean, he's been with me for years.

Here, wait a minute, I...

Look here.

Gov, if I'm to take this case
on you're to do as I say.

Okay.

Come on, we'll try the plane out.

You must have given her 150 by now.

[Mr. Barrington] Oh, I can
give her far more than that.

150, no more.

[Mr. Barrington] All right, come along.

Nothing new there.

Just a minute, Weston.

Look at this petrol tank.

You can see it's three
quarters full and yet...

That one's a cannon shot.

We'd better have the whole tank out.

[MI5 Agent] But
mightn't they have copied

this bullet proof tank from us?

They did, but how?

Our new Barrington tanks have only

been in production three
weeks and this identical.

Well, what's Scotland Yard got to say?

Somebody's been talking.

Possibly selling.

You MI5 fellas probably know
what a crank Barrington is.

Won't work in government premises,

won't stand for police supervision.

And has an assistant who

is shall we say a little doubtful.

Trently?

Nothing really definite against him.

Educated in Germany, been
back there several times,

corresponds with people in Switzerland.

Correct.

You know as much as we do.

Well, why don't you
do something about it?

But really, Sir we're not the Gestapo.

Man alive, we're testing
out a new bomb site

at this moment invented by Barrington.

Do the Germans known about that?

You must have this assistant
fella arrested at once.

I'm afraid that's impossible, Sir.

First of all, we've no
proof that it's Trently.

Secondly, if it is we want to know

how he gets his information to the enemy.

Going for a little walk, Mrs. Trimm?

No, I'm off to Glasgow.

Oh, Glasgow.

Glasgow, but what about lunch?

There isn't gonna be no lunch.

Oh.

No lunch?

For all I care there isn't
gonna be no dinner neither.

[Mrs. Barrington] No lunch, no dinner?

But Mrs. Trimm you can't do that to us.

Can't I (laughs)?

I've given me notice to Mr. Evans.

I'm not going to stay in this mad house

- a moment longer.
- But Mrs. Trimm,

Glasgow, I mean you can't
leave us without anyone?

(armour clattering)

Oh!

Now look at what you've done, poor fellow.

Now, I want you to enjoy yourself,

do anything you like
but don't touch things.

Do you hear?

(Mrs. Barrington chuckles)

Nevermind, nevermind.

Forget all about what a nuisance you are.

Evans, what's all this about
Mrs. Trimm and Glasgow?

Now what are you going to do about lunch?

That's what worries me.

You really must...

Oh, it's you, Mrs. Trimm.

Goodbye, Mrs. Trimm and thank

you so much for everything you've done.

Oh, I couldn't Mr.
Trently, really I couldn't.

- Thank you very much.
- All right, goodbye.

Don't overwork yourself, princess.

What's that?

The uniform of the wounded hero.

And who are you?

A paying guest.

What's he talking about?

There's a patient over in the hospital,

come down by parachute and he's got

the tastiest bit of skirt
you ever saw to nurse him.

Miss Helen's at the cottage, Sir.

Mm, what a peacherino.

But we don't stand an earthly,

not with a Spitfire pilot in the ring.

He's sweet on her, eh?

Such ideas!

And a wee laddie like you.

Oh, Mrs. Trimm you're a cook aren't you?

That's right.

Would you come into my office please?

- But Miss Stokes,
- Yes I know,

- I've been waiting...
- I'll see you in a moment.

(woman scoffs)

I've brought me references.

Thank you.

Did my brother send me any message?

No.

You see, he's living at the cottage.

I didn't know think it
was safe to approach him.

Quite right.

Did you warn him about the butler?

We did.

Do you think my brother
will find him troublesome?

No, he won't come in contact
with him as much as I did.

Very well.

Well, I think you've
earned a little holiday.

I'll advise you in due course.

Thank you very much, I'm sure.

Helen, would you care to
go for a walk this afternoon?

A walk?

Yes, it would do you good.

Well, yes Alan it would
but, well there's my patient.

Oh yes, there's your patient.

Yes.

Well, thanks for carrying the box.

It's all right.

Goodbye.

Bye.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Haven't we met somewhere before?

I don't think so.

I've got a wonderful memory for faces.

Well, I haven't but I
think I'd remember yours.

I mean...

(Charles laughs)

My name's, Trently.

Oh yes, you're Mr. Barrington's
assistant aren't you?

Yes, I am.

That his laboratory?

Yes, it is.

Gosh, it must be interesting work...

It is, I'm sorry
there's no one allowed in.

Oh, of course not .

Hey Evans, were you in this room?

Certainly not, Sir.

The door had been left open.

I closed it.

Well, I never thought
it'd come to this, did you?

Oh, I don't know.

I think you got off rather lightly.

Ye Gods, Alan, do you realise

a whole college is packed out...

I was referring to the evacuee kid.

You know, you might've
been landed with a dozen.

Well, I don't mind Ronald but I'm not

gonna stand for all
these waifs and strays.

Oh, what are you gonna do about it?

- What am I gonna do?
- Yes.

I'm gonna take a leaf
out of Hitler's book

and build myself an Ari,

10 floors up with a telescopic ladder

so that I can pull it up after me.

Has...

Here, why have you been
studying this altitude chart?

Oh, good heavens.

You're not still trying to prove

to me that my bomb site's all wrong?

As I've explained many times
before, it is only 95% right.

It isn't.

It's absolutely perfect.

Otherwise we'd have heard from
the Air Ministry ages ago.

Of course we wouldn't.

They haven't had time
to test it properly yet.

Oh, rubbish.

Good afternoon, Miss Stokes.

Good afternoon.

I'm glad you came in.

We have the new recording you ordered.

Oh, I should like to hear it.

(piano keys chiming)

I want you to go down to Freyo.

My brother's there and he'll need help.

I'll write to him today
to tell him you're coming.

He'll get it tomorrow afternoon.

Very well.

(gate latch clanging)

Hello there.

Anything for me, Dimble?

Uh huh.

Letter and a parcel.

What about the house?

I'm goin' up there now.

I can save you a journey.

Uh huh.

Thanks.

Now, let me see.

Have I got everything?

My hat, my gas mask, sandwiches, torch.

My whistle.

Where's, ah, there it is (chuckles).

Yes.

Works.

Oh, Mrs. Barrington?

Oh, Mister, hello.

They told me you've been suffering

from breakages so I got ya a wee present.

Oh, how beautiful!

I'm glad you like it.

(Mrs. Barrington laughs)

You really are a quick sort
aren't you, jewel?

Well, thanks.

(Helen chuckles)

Where have you been?

Well, we've only bought

the things we needed haven't we, George?

I've been waiting
for you here for hours.

I'm afraid it's my
fault, Mrs. Barrington.

I was quite fascinated by the scenery.

It's lovely around here.

Parcels, Ronald.

Okay.

Helen's bought me a new suit,

two dickie dirts and posh titfer.

Dickie, don't be vulgar child.

Run along.

Helen, bring my boots and
help with the parcels, please.

Now let me see.

Clutch out, break off, engine.

Come over and have a drink, Trently.

Charming fellow isn't he?

Oh, yes I think he's wonderful.

Ain't love grand?

Eh?

Knight of the air
marries beautiful nurse.

I can see it in the
"Daily Mirror" already.

Oh, can you?

Well, if you don't shut up I can

see "Evacuee Boy Found
With His Throat Cut."

Betty, take these parcels will you?

Yes, Sir.

Is every man madly in love with you?

I think your ideas of love
and mine are not the same.

You don't know my ideas, yet.

Here's to 'em.

You know George, I think you waste

your time with the wrong sort of women.

I never waste my time with any women.

I quite believe that.

Go on, drink it up.

It's good for you (laughs).

Must I really drink this muck, nurse?

Every drop.

You may even need another dose.

Oh, you shouldn't have moved.

You know, you two made
a very pretty picture.

Nurse and patient, eh (laughs)?

I'm a romantic sentimental
sort of fellow you know?

How very uncomfortable for you.

No, on the contrary.

Well, I don't suppose you're in

much of a hurry to go
back to your planes, eh?

Must be a tough job.

I like it.

I take my hat off to you young fellas.

Gosh, the speed of these murder machines,

it must be terrific.

Oh, we get used to it, you know?

You fly Tornadoes don't you?

- Yes.
- Uh huh.

Over 400 miles an hour, eh?

Oh, marvellous.

And land under 70 they tell me.

That's right.

Who told you that?

I dunno.

People gossip you know?

And a lot of talk in
the other direction too.

Defeatists.

I've even heard that these
new type of fighters aren't

a patch on the old
Spitfires and Hurricanes.

I shouldn't repeat that if I were you.

Well, of course not.

But it's dangerous talk just the same.

I'm so sorry Mr.
Dimble, it's blackout time.

All right, I'll be going .

Here, don't mistake the gin bottle

for the medicine in the dark.

Oo !

Goodnight, Mr. Dimble.

Goodnight.

I don't like that man.

He gives me the creeps.

He is a bit of a hangover isn't he?

Didn't you tell him rather a lot?

None of it was right.

Now, what woman was I
wasting time with just now?

Your supper ought to be ready

if Betty's found a tin opener.

Evans?

Is that the patient's supper?

Yes, Sir.

Well, you've got a lot to do.

I'll take it over for you.

Thank you, Sir.

Oh, hello.

Oh, Alan how nice of you.

Well, I was just gonna take it over.

I thought...

Well, hurry along or George

will have his supper all cold.

Oh, Ronald.

I know, a proper twerp.

The good Samaritan, eh?

I was looking for you.

Oh, why?

This card just came for ya.

Swish stamp and a very curious message.

That's pretty cool nerve.

Do you always ready
other people's letters?

Certainly not.

This isn't a letter, it's a postcard.

And postcards are fair game.

"13 K-R across Q-B."

Are you sure?

Yes, see for yourself.

That's torn it.

I'm a little dense.

What does it mean?

If you must know it's a
game of chess we're playing.

I can't see how it can
possibly concern you.

All right.

If that's the way you feel about it.

[Perry] Hello.

I've brought your supper.

Well, that's very decent of you.

Well they're shorthanded
and I thought that I...

You'd find Helen here, eh?

Well bad luck, she's gone.

Oh, don't run away.

I've got work to do.

More domestic duties?

Now look here Perry, I...

I know, you'd like to knock
my block off wouldn't you?

We'll have a drink instead.

The gin's over there.

Go on, fix me one.

Soup not too hot?

Rissoles.

Bet they strained the coupons.

Cherries.

Well, I asked Helen for cherries.

Hm, bless her little heart.

Thanks.

Cheers.

I say, you must get awfully bored cooped

up in that lab all day.

I suppose you think that at my age

I ought to be scrapping, don't you?

Oh, not at all.

I think you chaps are
doing a grand job of work.

Old Barrington's considered
rather brilliant isn't he?

He's always struck me as
being rather childish.

Oh, has he?

Barrington has the finest scientific brain

in the country.

Where do you think our new
petrol tank comes from?

Oh, did he do that?

Yes, he did.

Ever heard of a cannon gun?

He did that too.

Hm, okay.

Well, thank you very much.

I'm glad you approve.

And now we've invented
a bomb site that will...

(door creaking)

There's someone at the door, Trently.

It's Dimble going to bed.

Dimble?

Hm, he's always around isn't he?

She loves me, she loves me not.

She loves me.

You know, I don't think I wanna hear

about your bomb site Trently.

No, perhaps not.

Well, I'll be getting along.

Goodnight.

Night, Trently.

Damn it, man!

Can't you make up your mind?

First of all you want the
thing and now you don't?

I'm all ready to put it
into large scale production,

only waiting for the word go.

But we can't give it.

We still want it.

It's the finest bomb site yet.

But Barrington refuses point
blank to come to London.

Listen my son, you can't
give John Barrington orders.

I've known John for 20
years and he's the most,

well, he's a temperamental cuss.

I wired him to come down here,

and this is what he dishes out.

"Far too busy waste time coming see you."

Stop.

"Come here if you like."

"Beer still good but no cook."

"House full of evacuees,
invalids and unmentionables."

"Thanks for butler.

"Have given him notice.

"See "Hound of Baskervilles, Chapter Two."

"John."

Doesn't make sense to me.

Nor me.

The man's a genius but
a school kid at heart.

I looked it up, Mr. Forest.

Chapter Two is about a butler

who is introduced into a household

to look after some documents.

Looks like your man's been spotted.

Better come clean, Inspector.

Well Sir, I placed one of our men

there as butler to keep an eye on things.

Oh you did, did you?

That's just the one thing John
Barrington won't stand for.

Calls it official interference.

So do I.

Matter of Scotland Yard routine, Sir.

Routine butler?

(Mr. Forest scoffs)

Expect John to swallow a pill like that?

Might've wrapped it up a bit better.

It's a question of safety, Sir.

Get me Barrington at Freyo.

Safety?

There've been a number
of leakages up there.

He ought to leave Scotland.

He might listen to you, Sir.

So I'm to go and get him?

Is that it?

He's vital to us.

Cancel that call to Freyo.

Oh, thank you, Sir.

Oh, by the way we've
got a man at Freyo too,

and we went to a lot of
trouble to wrap up our pill.

[Perry] That's grand.

I say, take it right along.

Mr. Perry?

Yes, Ronald?

[Ronald] Would you
come over here, please?

Sure.

Is this all right?

Yes, it's going on fine.

Mr. Perry?

Hm?

Look, you may think this
a bit daft but well...

Well, come on, cough it up.

Could I have a photograph of you?

What do you want to do,
swap it for a Clark Gable?

No, I wouldn't swap it for one.

No, just like to have one, that's all.

Well, I'm very flattered Ronald

but I'm afraid I haven't got a photograph.

(Perry's teeth sucking)

I'm scared stiff of a camera.

(all chattering)

I love
a lucky dip, don't you?

What?

I said, I love a lucky dip.

Oh, no thank you Miss Fernery.

I never touch alcohol.

- Where's the ladder?
- Eh?

I distinctly said bring the ladder.

Oh, Ernest my dear (chuckles).

I thought you were the
ladder with the man,

the man with the...

But what are you doing here?

Aren't you the new minister of something?

Yes, started life as
an errand boy, see press.

- Where's John?
- See press, John?

He's somewhere about.

Excuse me, there's the ladder man.

Phew!

Gotta keep these Philistines
away from my books.

Hello, what the devil are you doing here?

Happened to be in the neighbourhood.

Ernest, you never happen
to be anywhere in your life.

- You're right...
- Maggie, Maggie?

I did want a quiet chat with you.

Yes, I know this infernal bazaar

has made this house more of
a lunatic asylum than ever.

Well, there's one place
they daren't invade.

Come along.

[Mrs. Barrington] Betty
come and give me a hand dear.

That fella looked like Lewis
cartoon of Ernest Forest.

It is Ernest Forest.

Cabinet Minister is the house?

Oh, I wonder why.

And what do you mean by that
ridiculous official telegram?

Urgent, priority, secret,
Ministry of Supply.

What are you doing?

Are you working there or something?

Yes.

What, you who fought
red tape all your life?

I'm still fighting it.

It isn't as bad as I expected.

Well, things have come to a pretty pass

when you're on the side of
the angels of Whitehall.

Here, put that down.

Don't you know you're not allowed
to touch anything in here.

Sorry, teacher.

Look, John.

Pulling together is no catch word.

It applies to everyone, to men of ideas,

just as much as to
fitters and electricians.

If we are going to win this war,

we can't afford to have
leading scientists pottering

about individually just
trying to find out things.

We need new weapons.

We've got to have an answer ready

for every new trick of the enemy.

Research must be carried on night and day.

Yes, but I'm doing
research work all the time.

With one assistant.

We could give you 100.

Every hour's delay makes
all the difference.

And so?

And so I've come to tell you

that that bomb site of yours doesn't work.

It's a wizard of a thing up to a point.

Yes, up to about 10,000 feet you mean?

To be precise, 9,000.

(Mr. Barrington scoffs)

That infernal argumentative Trently

must have been right after all.

Well, I know nothing about that.

All I can tell you is that we're trying

to get hold of an American bomb site.

Oh no, that's fantastic.

I mean, give me a chance to get it right.

I'll do it in a couple of days.

My dear fellow, you
won't come to London.

Well, I mean they can send it here.

No, no.

The Air Ministry won't agree to that.

They say they won't take the chance

of letting the thing out of their sight.

What, even with the butler in the house?

Not even with a butler in the house.

All right, you can tell 'em that...

That you won't touch it?

No, I'll show 'em just how
hard an individualist can work.

That's the stuff!

You can come to London with me tomorrow.

What, tomorrow?

Yes.

After all, I'm doing you a favour.

You'll miss the bazaar.

Yes, I never thought of that.

Well, 9:30 in the morning.

Glasgow Central Station.

All right, I'll be there.

Don't you be late.

Oh no, no.

I'll start at dawn.

I'll do even that to miss this bazaar.

Goodbye.

Can't you stay for the show, Sir?

No, I'm afraid I can't.

It's really rather important.

The rifle range isn't any use
without the animal pictures.

You promised to get 'em ready.

I always keep my promises.

I'll start working on them now.

Cross me heart.

(hammer tapping)

Slip off and get me a bit
of wire will you, Ronald?

[Ronald] Okay.

You're quite sure you
remember the opening moves?

Yes, I think so.

P-Q-4, P-K-K-2, P-K-3...

Mixby!

Ow!

I only want a piece of wire.

You're not allowed in there.

Who says so?

I say so, no one's allowed in there.

In there?

I should think not.

Why, even I'm not allowed in there.

That's all you know.

What about his friend the cook?

The old trout that walked out on ya?

The old trout?

Whatever is the child talking about?

Excuse me Madam, I think he
was referring to Mrs. Trimm.

Oh, Mrs. Trimm, our trout, cook.

There, now say I'm a liar.

Tsch, tsch, sonny you better...

Tsch, tsch yourself.

She went in there the morning I came here.

If cooks are allowed to
go in there why can't I?

Mrs. Trimm only
went in there to tidy up.

[Ronald] That's what you say.

Well Betty, are you
the palace pigeon feeder?

Only since Mrs. Trimm left, Sir.

Mrs. Trimm did it, eh?

Oh yes, Sir.

Mrs. Trimm was very
jealous of her pigeons.

She wouldn't let anyone go
near them except herself.

Well, now that she's gone do

you mind if I feed them sometimes?

I'm very fond of pigeons.

Why certainly, Sir.

You can begin now.

Oh .

Thanks.

Helen?

Helen, you seem too busy even
to speak to me these days.

You're not jealous are you, Alan?

Jealous, me?

Oh, no, certainly not that.

It's nonsense.

No, I just don't want to see
you making a fool of yourself.

Making a fool of myself?

Well, you're practically
throwing yourself at this fellow.

I don't mind, I'm just speaking

as your father's colleague
because, well it's awful.

I mean, you chased the fellow all over

the place and it's becoming obvious.

Even neglecting your allotment.

But you can't take care of an allotment

and a patient at the same time, Alan.

And don't you think the
patient's more important?

Seems
dependent upon the patient.

Alan!

Oh, hello George.

Hello.

Hello Trently, have they let you out?

Well, that's wonderful.

What's wonderful?

Your hair.

Oh, do you like it?

I wasn't quite sure about it.

Well, don't you like it?

No, I don't like it.

He doesn't like it.

Oh, I am disappointed.

Oh, I shouldn't bother about that.

I don't think Trently's very interested

in that sort of thing are you Trently?

What do you mean?

Well, you're not exactly
a ladies man are you?

I'm not a philanderer
if that's what you mean.

Oh, the nasty one.

I say, I got some good news for you.

I'm going back tomorrow.

Yes, that is good news.

So, a lot of things can
happen before tomorrow.

Yes, Mother's cooking the dinner.

Season to taste.

Oh, of course.

Of course.

Yes.

Just a pinch of mustard I think.

Now then.

What exactly are we making, Betty?

Do you remember?

I didnae kin, Ma'am.

I told ya I canna cook.

Oh.

Well, anyway it looks
very good doesn't it?

Another drop, there.

Just about the right
constituency don't you think?

Now, Ronald.

What?

He's right.

Something definitely wrong with it.

I know, eggs.

Eggs.

We've forgotten the eggs (chuckles).

The eggs have gone, Ma'am.

Gone?

Where?

There was six in the box, Ma'am.

I give you my word.

I put them by special.

[Mrs. Barrington] Oh nevermind.

It's war time.

We'll do without the eggs.

See who it is, Alan, will you?

Good
evening, Mr. Trently.

Good evening.

Ye Gods.

Heavens.

This is Mother's fault.

I'm not late am I?

Not a bit.

What a relief.

Mrs. Barrington invited me to her party.

Oh, don't tell me it's informal.

Oh it is a party, we were just

too lazy to dress that's all.

Oh .

Well, well, we're very
elegant this evening aren't we?

Kindly keep your bedside
manner for those who need it.

Mrs. Barrington's compliments.

She would like to see you in the kitchen.

Oh, delighted .

Miss Fernery.

Oh, good evening Mrs. Barrington.

- How sweet of you.
- Mrs. Fernery.

I'm sure you had some
special reason for asking me.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

You see, it's Mr. Perry's last evening

and we want an especially good party.

Oh, how are you getting on?

Oh, splendidly really.

There are just one or two
little points that perhaps...

Well, can I help you?

Oh, oh, no.

Oh, you mustn't.

No, no.

After all, you are a guest.

Have my pinafore.

You, I mean you...

Well, that was all very nice.

Congratulations, Margarite.

Much better than the 57 varieties

we've been eating for
the last few days, huh?

Thank you, John but I
don't deserve all the credit.

Oh, Mrs. Fernery.

That'll be the coffee.

Run and open the door, Ronald.

He appears to be in difficulties.

I thought we'd have
coffee all together here.

I don't believe in segregating the sexes.

Do you, Miss Fernery?

Well, I don't believe

in co-education if that's what you mean.

By the way Mrs. Barrington,

what's happened to that Mr. Dimble?

Coffee, Madam?

No, thank you.

He's driven over to see Lochinvar Castle.

I told him the lucky story of the ghosts.

He's going to write a
whole chapter about it.

But you've sent him to
the wrong castle, Mother.

The wrong, don't be ridiculous.

Everyone knows that when
the laird of Lochinvar dies

or gets married, I forget which,

the piper paces the battlements.

The piper of Lochraer.

Mother, you've sent him
on a wild ghost chase.

Goose dear, goose.

Nevermind.

Lochinvar will look
lovely in the full moon,

won't it Dr. Truscott?

- Black or white?
- If there was a full moon,

which there isn't.

way which he hasn't.

He took the Glasgow Road.

Did he?

Who told you?

I have ways of finding out things.

Good evening.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Just to talk with you.

Are you going out?

That must wait.

Who are you?

The person you were going out to meet.

In fact, the meeting was
called by my instructions.

I wasn't going to a meeting.

Where were you going then?

Haven't you made enough mistakes?

Or don't you bother to obey
instructions any longer?

I was going to spend the
evening at the Musical Society.

I know, I know, but
now you're not going.

We have no room for fools or failures.

Miss Stokes should have told you that.

Miss Stokes seemed
quite satisfied with me.

Then she's more easily
pleased than I am.

I suppose you know the
exact position I occupy.

I think I do.

Good.

Then perhaps you'll tell
me why you left Freyo.

Because of the butler.

I see.

Then you're an even bigger
fool than I thought.

You realise what you've
done by running away?

No, I don't see...

It never occurred to you or Miss Stokes

that you might be followed, hm?

Where have you been since
your return to Glasgow?

Only to agency.

Only to the agency, hm?

That's exactly where they would

have liked you to lead them.

Perhaps this house is being
watched now and I'm here.

Do you realise what my arrest

would mean for you, for
all of us, for the Reich?

What can I do?

Stay here until instructed by me.

Keep your mouth shut.

Don't answer the telephone.

Don't even move.

You're a menace to us all.

Well, don't move anybody.

I'm afraid I've got some work to do.

I hope you'll all excuse me.

Goodnight Miss Fernery.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, night.

Oh.

Say, what the devil's that row going on?

Oh, that's the piano tuner.

But the piano
doesn't need tuning.

Don't be silly, dear.

Pianos always need tuning.

Oh by the way Sir, shall
I see you in the morning?

I'm generally up at the crack.

No, I'm afraid I'll be
gone long before that.

So, goodbye and good luck.

Thank you, Sir, goodbye.

Glad you got that thing fixed.

Yes, yes, it's being let
out tomorrow isn't it nurse?

Yes.

Bye all.

Goodbye, Sir.

Oh, Evans?

Evans, did you remember
to put in any cigarettes?

I did, Sir.

Good.

You'd better shove that in the car now

so I shan't forget it.

Very good, Sir.

I'll call you at half past four?

No, no, no.

I'll be working in the laboratory.

Get some sleep on the train.

Mind if I ask you something?

Would you give this to my
mom when you go to London?

27 Tollington Way.

Well, of course Ronald.

I'll post it in town and then...

No, I mean give it to her.

Well, I don't get to
London 'til late, you know.

Only, it's Mom's birthday tomorrow

and I got a little present for her.

All right.

I'll see that she gets
it, that's a promise.

What is it?

Oh, tain't nothing much.

Just something I picked up.

It ain't wrapped up yet.

You give it to Evans,

tell him to shove it in the suitcase.

Goodbye.

- See you soon.
- Goodbye, Sir.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Sir.

Tired?

Yeah, I think I'll go to bed.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

[Perry] Come and have one for the road.

No thanks, I never do.

You sure?

Yes, thanks.

Lovely isn't it?

Yes.

You know Helen, I'm
very grateful to you.

Nonsense, it was fun.

And yet, I wonder.

What?

About you.

How do you mean?

The way you look sometimes,

as if you were diving onto an enemy plane.

You'd never let him get away would you?

Well, I hope not .

Funny.

Look.

New moon.

Have you wished yet?

No.

Well, go on.

Shut your eyes and make one.

Well, that wasn't what I wished for.

Wasn't it?

You must be mad.

- Let's try again.
- Nonsense.

You're incorrigible and I'm going.

Oh no, don't go, Nursey.

Don't leave me, I don't
think I ought to be left.

Why, are you frightened of the dark?

Yes, a little.

Goodnight.

Sleep well.

Goodnight, Nurse.

Helen?

Oh, Alan.

You frightened me.

What's wrong?

You can see the cottage from here.

Oh, is that all?

Well, you must learn to look
at these things scientifically.

Remember the laws of biology.

Damn science and blast biology.

Can't you put it a little more clearly?

Yes, I can.

Helen?

Yes?

Helen, I'm sorry I did that.

Why?

Because I had no right to.

You and Perry have made that quite clear.

Alan, I didn't kiss George.

He kissed me.

And perhaps I don't want you to apologise.

Don't you?

No.

Well, well I love you.

I love you, too.

Say that again.

I love you.

I'll go and ask your father.

(playful music)
(Helen laughs)

(film reel ticking)

Could I have a word with you?

Oh, hello.

Yes, certainly but before you start,

do you know why Ernest
Forest came here today?

No.

He came to tell me that my
bomb site isn't quite right.

Oh, isn't it?

No, it appears it needs stabilising.

I, (throat clears) I think
you did mention it to me.

Yes, I did.

Yes, well apparently
you were right for once.

Oh, well look I've got a little

thing over here I just worked out.

Oh, let's have a look.

A guardoscope.

When did you make this Alan?

I just finished it.

Oh, well this slots into my bomb site?

Yes, it can be switched
on at top altitudes.

Well, it's exactly what we need.

I'll get 'em to test it out.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, that's all right.

I mean, you're saving me a lot of trouble.

If they pass this they'll call

it the Barrington Trently bomb site.

Barrington Trently bomb site?

Well, that's frightfully nice of you.

Oh, no that's all right.

I'm only too delighted.

After all, we must all
work together ).

Yes.

You will take this with
you tomorrow won't you?

Yes, you bet.

Goodbye.

Bye.

Could I tell Helen about this?

Helen, why Helen?

Well, well, well, she...

Oh, I see, yes, yes, yes.

You tell her by all means and Alan,

it's all right with me you know?

Oh, fine.

Thank you very much.

Goodnight, goodnight.
(equipment clattering)

It's all right, Evans.

You can lock up now.

Very good, Sir.

All set?

Yes, all set.

He's alone.

(film reel ticking)

Who's there?

(film reel ticking)
(wind whistling)

Mr. Barrington?

(film reel ticking)

Mr. Barrington!

(door slams)

(man knocking)

♪ Yes, let me like a soldier ♪

I'm sorry to be late.

There's a raid on.

Buses won't budge.

Were you invited?

Certainly.

As a man with a true love
of beauty, here I am.

Come in.

He's not here yet?

No, I can't understand it.

I thought Berlin was
satisfied but now it seems...

That will be Sarah Trimm.

Good evening, I see I'm in good time.

[Miss Stokes] I don't seem to know you.

This is the Music Box?

Yes, it is but the shop's closed

and our society is here to rehearse.

And I've been sent to join you.

Tell me, in the musical world,

true love of beauty is
the password isn't it?

Won't you come in?

Thanks.

Gentlemen, allow me to
introduce a distinguished friend.

Is everyone present as instructed?

Yes.

And where is, Sarah Trimm?

Oh, I forgot about her but she'll be...

Just as you forgot to inform us

of the Stealth B Plane Document

and the sailing of King George V?

Trimm is not here because
I ordered her not to come.

And it happens that the butler at Freyo

is Detective Brownrigg of Scotland Yard.

But I...

Such gross carelessness is inexcusable.

Does the name Von Hellinger
mean anything to you?

Yes.

Good.

Then we can get down to business.

It's an honour to have
you here, Herr Hellinger.

Von Hellinger.

I'm going to investigate

the activities of the past few months.

After that I shall want to
have a talk with you privately.

I will question each member separately.

I'll begin with you.

The others wait outside.

If you promise not

to shout I'll take this thing off.

(Mr. Barrington spits)

I wouldn't waste my
breath, what's left of it.

You see, I happen to know where I am.

Oh, you do, eh?

Yes, but not who you are or why I'm here

or why you're behaving like this.

[Norton] Oh, you'll know soon enough.

Oh, Norton?

Uh huh?

Did you get
rid of his car all right?

Yes.

[Shop Owner] No, nothing at all.

Psst!

Ronnie!

They're Dimble's gang.

Small bloke pinched your car.

I hid in the back.

I can get you two out of here.

I can find the way back.

I doubt it.

It's rough going and you don't
strike the road 'til you get.

I thought of that.

I got a trail fixed up.

A what?

A trail.

I threw out your suitcase things.

Shirts, pyjamas and collars.

Oh, thanks very much.

However, well done.

Look, get a move on.

Strike the trail.

It's the best part of 30 miles I'm afraid.

Strewth!

How many?

30?

Yes, that's to Freyo.

But call at the nearest
cottage, ask for help.

Go on, get going.

Okay, Gov.

Gov, I told you it would work.

He's here, you're saved.

[Mr. Barrington]
Don't be a fool, Ronald.

Get back!

I thought I told you not to shout.

Come on, Mr. Perry!

This way!

Good old Spitfire, show
him your eight guns.

It's all up for you and you know it.

He can take you gangsters one handed.

Shall I take his gun?

I've got his specs.

What's up?

Well Ronald, how did you get here?

I hid in the car.

Oh, it was clever of you.

Anybody else know anything about it?

No.

Tie him up.

But you don't understand, Mr. Perry.

He's a crook.

He's the man who kidnapped the Gov!

Please, help me!

Shut up!

Mr. Perry,
you don't understand,

he kidnapped the Gov.

He's a crook!

Here, stop that, Perry or I'll...

Take him away, Hennie.

Gov!

Come on!

Or you'll what?

I'm giving the orders here, Barrington.

God, how you must've enjoyed this!

Think so?

Would you mind telling
me what all this is about?

Certainly.

Cigarette?

Thank you.

- I'm taking to, got it?
- Mm hm.

Berlin.

Berlin?

Oh, well that's damn funny.

Hm.

Glad you find it amusing.

Yes, I, thanks, I haven't
read my "Oppenheim" lately

but don't tell me you're a German spy.

Agent.

Spies work for the other side.

Hm, nice point.

When do we start?

We leave by sea plane from
the loch tomorrow night.

You know, your London trip
hurried things up a bit.

Now that's fixed him.

Cheer up, Ronald.

You can go now, Hennie.

There's still 24 hours.

You'll never get away with it, you know?

What a hope you got, you dirty hun.

Why not?

You've made everything
almost too easy for me.

Yes, he's perfectly right.

They think I've missed the train.

I generally do, and gone on to
London with Evans in the car.

Exactly.

You'll enjoy your stay in Germany.

They're looking forward to
your being most helpful.

In what way?

Your work.

What, work for the blasted Nazis?

That's enough, Barrington!

See you tomorrow night, Barrington.

You won't go away will you?

Hennie, get on to Glasgow.

Is it the kid?

- No.
- Anything serious?

Might be.

Something my sister ought
to know about anyway.

Go on.

(telegraph tapping)

Thirdly, your organisation
has been spending too freely.

One can't
bargain for information.

No, but one can question
exorbitant outgoings.

Exorbitant.

I spend no more than I
consider absolutely necessary.

You surly can't think...

I'm only telling you Berlin's opinion.

Fourthly, there's this Barrington job.

There I've carried out
your plan step by step.

Hennie and Norton have both gone to Freyo.

Only to find that Barrington
has started for London?

Started perhaps.

By now he should be safely
in our care at the mill.

You see, we are efficient sometimes.

It merely meant advancing
our plans 24 hours.

On whose authority?

My brother's of course.

Your brother had no right
to interfere with my plan.

What else could he do?

Let Barrington go?

He could've prevented him.

Your brother's a fool.

I won't have my brother insulted.

Is there time to stop him?

No, they'll have got Barrington by now.

But it's only until tomorrow
evening if all goes well.

Hm.

If all goes well.

You're thinking of the
sea plane on the loch.

Naturally.

Anyway, I don't like it.

There's all tomorrow and the whole

thing is very dangerous.

I don't agree.

The mill is miles away from anywhere.

There's not even a road to it now.

Hm.

May I offer you a drink?

I'll have a whisky and soda.

I said we were not to be disturbed.

How ridiculous, of course I can't see him.

Will you deal with him yourself?

Say when.

[Dimble] Splash.

You know Herr Von Hellinger,

your criticism made me begin
to doubt my organisation.

My own abilities in fact.

But I don't doubt them any longer.

Your whiskey.

I think you're going to need it.

What is all this?

A gathering of the clans?

Excuse me.

(door creaking)

Hm.

Yes.

We're on the fourth floor you know?

Are we?

Mind if I have a look?

There it is.

Put out that light!

Shut that door!

Stop him!

Don't let him go!

No good, Gov.

They're too tight.

Yes.

Ronnie, do you see that gadget over there?

It's got a knife on it.

No good for me, I'm handcuffed.

But if I gave you a great shove

do you think you could crawl over to it?

I'll have a try.

Go on, have a prod.

(Mr. Barrington groaning)

That's the stuff.

(Evans groans)

Oh, hello Evans.

You all right?

Splendid.

I'm sorry about all this mess.

Do you think you could
answer a few questions?

You were sent down from Scotland Yard.

What for, to protect me?

You were tracking someone?

Told you so, Gov.

You didn't.

Nevermind that.

Let's get on with the grilling.

Who was it you were after?

Was it Perry?

Was it Trently?

Phew.

So it was him, eh?

You mean it wasn't Trently?

Well, that only leaves Dimble.

Is he in on this?

Not Dimble either?

I think the rope's giving, Gov.

There's three of us to two of them.

We gotta fight.

No, I'm afraid not.

They're armed and we are handcuffed.

We have to rely on you.

I wonder what Sherlock
Holmes would've done.

Think, Ronald.

You know his methods.

Well, he might've...

Yes, I think perhaps he would.

You mean the millstone?

Yes, I think he'd find
that millstone interesting.

Very interesting.

Collect Mrs. Trimm at
number six Mulholland Road.

Very good, Sir.

She won't answer the
door so just go right in.

You look worried, Inspector.

Aye.

Why did you tell us to let

the chief of this lot get away?

I didn't.

But Mr. Dimble, you distinctly said

that we were not to stop her.

Yes but it is a him we want.

She's only a subordinate.

We want a head and she'll lead us to him.

Oh, Reilly?

Sir?

Look, I want your help.

I want the name of a loch in
the neighbourhood of Freyo.

All I know about it is

that there's an old mill on it somewhere.

Let me see, it'll be either
Loch Katrin or Loch Foley.

Why of course, it's Loch Katrin.

There's no watermill there.

There's not many of them
left 'round these parts.

How long will it take us to get there?

By car?

Oh, about three hours.

Terrible road.

Right.

Now collect your men and get going,

and you'll need military assistance.

For besides your prisoners there will

be an enemy plane to collect touching down

in the loch tomorrow night at dark.

- Off you go.
- Leave it to us, Sir.

And what do we do?

We follow Miss Stokes.

You know where she's going, too?

I think so.

It's all right.

Hello, yes.

She did?

The Freyo Road, isn't it?

All right, thanks.

Well, it's one of two men.

But you don't know which.

No, but we soon will.

Come along.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Ladies!

Ladies and gentlemen,

I declare this bazaar well and truly laid.

Oh, thank you.

(attendees applauding)

Oh, thank you.

Oh, no, no, no .

Well, enjoy yourselves everybody.

Spend a lot of pennies.

Thank you very much.

That was very nice.

Are you sure Ronald went to town

with my father this morning?

Positive.

I saw them leave together.

You must've been up early.

Yes, I was.

Like the vase?

No, thank you.

All right.

- Hello, Mother darling.
- Hello dear.

How do you do?

How do you do, Lady Maclntyre?

Oh, we mustn't miss the children singing.

Madam.

Sir, I'm engaged.

That makes it all the more interesting.

I say, you could lay a
table on that couldn't you?

Oh, well let's go and play some darts.

All right.

Oh, Mrs. Barrington,
it's just a disaster.

What's he done?

What's the matter?

It's the rain.

It isn't raining.

Why yes it is, it's raining.

Don't go away everybody!

Come inside.

Good heaven, your dress will be ruined.

Here, get them all settled

and then we'll start the auction.

Right.

And make them bid up.

Here.

Okay, Gov?

Okay.

(chain clanging)

It's fixed.

They're up to something
- When do we let

- in there.
- it go, Gov?

- Not 'til I tell you.
- Give me that mallet.

But they'll break the door down.

Yes, I know.

That's the idea fathead.

We've got to get 'em both.

Mind yourself.

Now then, get ready.

One,

two,

three...

Stop!

(mallet thuds)

Get over there!

[Norton] Right!

Gov, get ready.

Okay.

Norton?

It's all up with us but
we'll get Barrington.

Go on.

Yes, two birds with one stone.

(rain pattering)

And in
completion I can do no better

than to quote the words of
our great Prime Minister

to the gallant boys of the RFA.

"Never has so much
- Excuse me.

- "owed so many so little."
- Let me through, please.

And we are proud to have
as our auctioneer today

a real live spit wire, fire, pilot,

wing Lieutenant Perry, CFD.

Oh, it was nothing (chuckles).

Now let me see, I think, yes.

Give him that.

Yeah, that's right.

(attendees chattering)

What is it, a bangolely?

No, a warming pan.

I'll take your word for it.

Now,

ladies and gentlemen,

what am I offered for this article?

No home complete without one.

You warm your beds or fry your sausages.

Now, who'll start me off?

25 shillings.

25 shillings, thank you, Sir.

Any advance on 25 shillings?

30 shillings.

30 shillings.

Thank you, Madam.

It'll come in very
handy on your honeymoon,

especially if your husband's
a commercial traveller.

30 shillings going once, twice.

35 shillings.

35 shillings going, going.

(gavel bangs)

It's in the bid, the lady over there.

Oh, I love that one.

Thank you.

Now, here's a thing.

A very pretty thing.

Who will start me off?

One pound.

One pound I'm bid.

Any advance on one pound?

Two, two pounds.

Thank you, Madam.

Two pounds .

Two pounds I'm bid

for this magnificent objet d'art.

Now any advance on two pounds?

Five pounds.

Five pound...

Five pounds.

Five pounds.

Mrs. Barrington, I'm most awfully sorry.

I feel a bit groggy.

I think it's this arm.

Would you mind taking over?

Oh, poor boy.

Finish this lot, then I'll take over.

Yeah.

Five pounds I'm bid.

Any advance on five pounds?

Going, going.

Sex pence.

Well, really Sir, you must be joking.

Have you looked carefully
at this beautiful...

Stand back.

Gotta be dangerous.

(all screaming)

All right, stand back everybody!

Back!

Stand back.

Get back.

Get back!

(cars crashing)

Keep everybody in the house.

One at the window and one at the other.

Let no one pass.

Here, you.

You'd better take that man inside.

Alan?

Get a doctor, someone!

You all right?

Yes, I'm all right, Sir.

All right, give me the gun.

- I'm comin' with ya, Gov.
- Oh no you're not.

Evans, take him inside.

Tell the others.

Hold on, Sir.

In you go.

You can't get far, Sir.

The are guarded and there's half

a dozen men about the grounds.

Sir, here hang on.

Any luck?

No, Sir.

I've searched all the
winds down by the gate.

Very well, carry on.

One more squeak and
I'll let you have it.

Ronnie!

Ronnie, is that you?

Where are you?

Ronnie!

Now listen, I'm gonna take my hand down,

you shout, "Gov, I'm in here."

Understand?

"Gov, I'm in here."

Ronnie!

Ronnie!

Go on, shout!

Ronnie, is that you?

Where are you?

Gov, I'm in here.

Louder.

Gov, I'm in here!

Where are you, Ronnie?

- Ronnie!
- Drop that gun, Barrington.

[Mr. Barrington] Better give in, Perry.

It's all up, you know?

Drop that gun or I'll let him have it.

Yes, I believe you would.

Go on, go forward.

Get back.

Now get this, Barrington and get it quick.

Go to the gate.

There's a car there, see?

Tell the police the
Superintendent wants it.

Drive it to the back of the tent here.

Now I'm gonna watch you
all the way, Barrington,

so don't try try any tricks, get me?

All right.

Get going, come back.

(rain pattering)

Get going!

Drop that gun, Perry.

(rain pattering)

Ah!

Ah!

(rain pattering)

It's all over.