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Keep out of the way.

Who is that boy? I don't know, Patron. He must

be one of Rafael's runners. He had a camera.

Shall I go back, Patron?

No.

Do it later.

He wants to know who's bagging. Well, it's mine.

I've never seen that before.

You're under arrest.

That's right.

Hello?

May I speak to the Contessa de Contini?

Speaking.

My name is Mrs. Douglas.

Yes, Mrs. Douglas.

He's been arrested in Spain.

Mrs. Douglas?

Contessa, my name is Dr. Dub.

I think I ought to explain the situation.

The husband was killed instantly.

The motorway crash.

My respiratory nerves were crushed by the impact.

Is the condition permanent?

That's too soon to say.

She's not to be excited, so I can't allow you to stay too long.

All right.

Mrs. Douglas, I'm Caroline Dicardini.

I'm here to do whatever I can.

I'll go straight to the Madrid police and try and see the boy.

Good. I'll check the cafe where he was arrested. Right.

Did his mother give you the address?

Yes.

We'll have to do better than that.

It's the truth. I've never seen the package before. You've got to believe me.

I want to believe you.

Stephen, are you denying that the police found cash in your bag?

But you are saying you know nothing about it, nor how it got there. Yeah.

No.

Someone must have... Planted it.

Oiga, por favor.

English.

Have you ever seen this boy here before? No. Have you?

No.

Are you sure? Sure.

Okay, thank you.

Oiga.

Señor, cerveza, por favor, frío.

It is thirsty weather. We're asking questions.

Perhaps you asked the wrong people. Cerveza!

Were you here the day the boy was arrested?

Yes, but I was very busy.

And of course, you saw nothing. Of course.

The man you won is Rafael Santana.

Where do I find him?

Today, you'll be at Manzanares El Real.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Senor.

Yes?

I'm looking for Rafael Santana.

Why?

I want to talk to him.

He isn't here. Oh, if you do see him, give him a message, will you?

Who shall I say the message is from? Just a friend.

A friend of Stephen Douglas.

I think perhaps it is better that you give him the message yourself.

Yeah.

Does that hurt?

Ow!

Yes.

Oh, well, nothing's broken.

But you'll have a nasty bruise in the morning.

Well, could have been worse.

I've contacted Harry. He'll be here on the first available flight.

You know, the boy's obviously involved in something

much dirtier than we first thought.

He could get upwards of six years in prison.

What about the embassy?

A polite refusal to interfere. They say it is a police matter.

In the meantime, I did get this.

Who is he?

I don't know, but he's been following me all day.

You know Rafael Santana?

Yeah.

Go on.

I worked for him.

Then I think you'd better start at the beginning.

And this time, I want the truth.

The boy has told me the whole story, Harry.

Four days after he arrives,

he apparently loses his wallet and his return air ticket.

In fact, it was almost certainly stolen by the link man, Rafael Santana.

The boy's very worried. Santana makes his approach.

He gets him to tell his tale of woe and lends a sympathetic ear.

He then tells the boy he might just be able to help him,

perhaps even earn himself some extra money.

Oh, sounds easy. All he has to do is deliver a few packages around town.

The boy becomes a runner. You're right.

And when he finally gets suspicious enough to ask what's in those packages,

Santana simply tells him, narcotics.

He then threatens him with exposure to the police. The boy's very frightened.

He knows he's involved. He's trapped.

All he can do is go on working for Santana to

earn enough money to buy his ticket home.

You know, I think we ought to put a little pressure on Senor Santana.

Okay by me.

No, no, no.

Have that one on me, Santana.

And if he decides to die low, it could be difficult to find. But we still have this.

Come this evening. The Padron wants to see you.

Frans!

Is he here?

Where's the boy?

What boy?

The boy with the camera.

Oh, he's gone back to England. I just used him.

Lies.

He was arrested.

Please.

Who are the people following you?

They... I thought it was... It is too bad.

I don't know.

Oh, Patronio, the boy knows nothing.

He saw nothing.

I just asked him. They seem to think that...

What are you going to do?

Well, that was the place you were at just before you were arrested.

Yeah.

Well, who was in this car? A couple of men.

I didn't take much notice.

You didn't notice the license plate? No.

What kind of a car was it?

Big one.

Expensive, you know, limousine.

With someone in it who obviously didn't want to be photographed.

But there was no film in the camera.

Okay.

I may be able to obtain your release, but I'll need your cooperation.

I've been looking for you everywhere. This was my last hope,

and I've been waiting here. I know what you have done. I don't understand all this.

What's happened to you? To kill you.

How did you get away from the police?

They let me go. Let you go? Yeah.

Were you followed?

Followed? Why would I be followed? Where's the camera? It's in the bag.

Come on. Where are we going?

Si, si, patron.

I have the boy.

I will make him tell you about the camera.

Yes, yes, I have it.

Yes, patron.

Yes, we will meet you there.

Patron!

I have the camera, it was empty!

Tell them!

Tell them, Stephen!

Tell them you saw nothing! Tell them the camera was empty! I have the drugs!

Tell them!

Please, patron.

There is a misunderstanding.

Si.

Here is your shipment. Take it.

Please, Patron, I couldn't run. I've always worked well for you. Don't kill me,

please. Please, don't kill me.

Don't shoot me.

Please. Please.

Over here, Caroline.

I'm over here, darling.

She's making excellent progress.

May I thank you on her behalf? That's not necessary, Doctor.

I think about it, and yeah,