You're better off.
You wouldn't have liked me anyway.
Hello, Jenny.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.
You're very like her. Same eyes.
Who are you? What are you doing here?
Hasn't changed much. Different wall covering.
Used to be green.
And this wasn't here. New?
Oh, no. Now I remember. It used to be in the hall.
Strange how things start to come back.
Who are you?
Isn't there anything of them in me, Jenny?
Am I so different?
It can't be. No. It's not possible.
It's true.
I'm your brother, Jenny. I'm Mark.
No! No, Mark is dead!
He's dead! He's dead! He's dead! He's dead!
Alive, Jenny. You're going to find out I'm very much alive.
Well, here I am, quicker than you thought.
Who the devil... oh, it's you.
How are you? Why are you late? I was at a cocktail party.
At 9am? I didn't want to be the first to leave.
Where's Brett? Brett? We'll meet him later.
You had something in mind.
Take a look at that paper over there.
Ok. It's three months old.
Read the headlines. Headline.
"The high court today ruled Mark lindley, believed dead,
"proved his identity beyond a shadow of a doubt
"and is the rightful heir of the lindley industries fortune,
"estimated some several million pounds."
What about it? Let me fill you in on the background.
I better hurry up, because I'm double parked.
Turnbull, this is confidential. You don't mind? No.
Can't hear a sound without that.
Robert and Patricia lindley were rather old and dear friends of mine.
They were killed in an aeroplane accident.
There were two children. Mark, aged five, and Jenny,
who was just three months.
The children were split up. Mark, because of his health,
was sent to live with an uncle in rhodesia,
and Jenny, to a relative here in england.
When he was 20, Mark went on a hunting trip
with three other young fellows and they never returned.
Some bodies were found, but they were never identified.
However, there was never any doubt but that all three perished.
Ah! What are you doing? I'm sorry. Sorry, sir.
The girl was the sole inheritor.
Along comes the brother from the grave
and he inherits everything. Right? Right. Jenny and the administrators
of the estate insisted that he was an impostor.
The matter went to court,
and Mark produced mountains of irrefutable evidence
that he was indeed the person he claimed to be.
You read the verdict.
Did you shave me? Right.
How's my throat? Not bad. How is that?
I'm in a hurry. I've got a plane to catch and I've got to meet Brett.
Excuse me, your judgeship, but there must have been some reason
that you had me come down here and told me this story.
In spite of the legal judgment and the erudite and learned opinions,
I still believe it possible that Mark lindley is an impostor.
I don't seem to have any change. Can you settle with him?
That's the worst coffee I've ever tasted in my whole life.
It just happens you're drinking tea.
Then I apologise. It's the worst tea I ever tasted.
Are you really going into the house of lords this morning?
Yes, if I finish dressing. You were saying, judge?
There's nothing more to say. You've heard the facts.
All I want to know is if you're willing to help.
You want us to find out whether this Mark lindley is a phoney or not?
Simply that. Hark. He cometh.
I'll say he cometh.
You're so bright. Your carriage awaits.
I'm not gonna walk in the street with him dressed like that.
It's got a hat.
Look at him. Isn't he beautiful?
Let me carry your train for you, sir.
Daniel, you really do bring fresh meaning to the word "peasant".
Your dukeship, anything. You really look wonderful.
It's merely the required regalia
for a peer of the realm on a state occasion.
I wouldn't walk around the Bronx dressed like that.
Now what is your decision? We want to get married.
Will you stop play-acting? I'm in a hurry.
Ok. It's not our cup of tea.
And you?
I'm inclined to agree with Daniel. It's really a specialist job.
I'm sorry to hear you say that. Because emotionally
and instinctively, I feel there's something wrong.
I must go. I can't force you into this.
But you can do me one favour.
Will you talk to Jenny lindley?
Ok. Thank you.
She's the one person who'll never believe in Mark.
She keeps pushing, and probing and...
Well, I shouldn't be surprised she's on to something. Why?
Because last week, somebody tried to kill her.
You mean to tell me nobody left you anything?
My father died before he could change his will.
Instead of the estate being shared between us,
Mark inherited everything.
What about the house?
I have to be out by the end of the month.
He's going to sell it. Same way as he's going to sell everything else.
Jenny, Mark has the full strength of the law on his side.
Is there anything, any solid fact, that convinces you he's an impostor?
I just know it. I know it as certainly and as surely as the fact
that my own brother is dead. The man who says he's Mark
is a liar and a thief! Listen to me.
Knowing isn't enough. You need some facts.
Help me prove it. Not just for my sake.
So many people are going to be affected. Please help me.
David conron's been our family lawyer for years. Been handling
our affairs since before I was born.
We started looking for servants
who'd been with the family when Mark was a baby.
Get anywhere? We found one or two, but they were no help.
(Crash)
When you finish, why don't you join me at the terrace?
(Clang)
Don't just stand there. Open it.
Do you see anything? Nothing.
We should make for those bushes. Ok.
But let's split up. All right.
One of us better go first. Why? To draw his fire. Go on.
What did you say? (Gunshot)
See what I mean? Go! See you later.
(Thwack)
Is he hurt? Not very serious. He's lucky.
They hit him in the head. I'll get a doctor.
If it's all the same to you, I'll have a large Brandy.
Oh!
Were you awake while I was carrying you? Yes, but tired.
Oh! Does that hurt?
Agony. Good, good.
Did you get a look at him?
No, I didn't see anything. Did you? No.
Weren't you going to get me a large Brandy? Make it two.
Make it three. I'll tell you something.
First thing tomorrow,
we are going to start asking a lot of questions about mr Mark lindley.
(Door buzzer)
All right. (Door buzzer)
I'm coming.
(Door buzzer)
Hi. Hello.
How are you doing? All right.
You've arrived late. Everyone's gone.
You really had a party here last night. Yes.
Did you have a good time? Lovely party.
Good. Have a drink.
I want to show you something. Oh?
A beautiful day. Oh...
You've got a guest that stayed over.
I don't know who he is.
I bet Maggie Trenton could use
a little help and a little affection.
Could she? Oh. Uh... There you are.
Yes. Seltzer, please.
Ok. A lot of people here last night?
Lots. Lots of people. At least 70.
70? Oh, yes.
Was Mark here? Mark?
Mark lindley? Right. Yes, he was here.
Stayed till about 11.30, did he?
You ask a lot of questions.
Yes, I do. Very curious. Always asking questions.
Mind you, you should. I'm a smart girl.
Are you? How smart? For instance,
why don't you ask me to name the seven wonders of the world?
You know the seven wonders of the world? Yes.
I'm not gonna ask you that.
The only thing I can remember and nobody ever asks me.
Are you really a friend of Mark lindley? I am.
One more question.
Do I get a prize? Here it is. Thank you.
Could he have slipped out of here at any time?
Mm-mm. No chance.
No, no. I'm the clinging type.
There's 70 people here. He could have at some point or another...
No, no. I had him in my arms here.
Right there, all night.
Lucky Mark.
Yes.
Goodbye. Going? Yeah, I'm going.
Oh, I...
You certainly keep nice empties, I'll tell you that. Yes.
Goodbye, Maggie Trenton. Ciao.
Mmm... that's good.
Did you hear? Enough.
Who was he?
I don't know. But I'm certainly going to find out.
Somebody working for Jenny, I should imagine.
She doesn't give up very easily, does she?
Would you give up a chance of seven million?
Nor would I.
Nobody's going to take that away from me. Nobody.
I see. (Knock on door)
Come in. It's open.
Yes, you let me know if you find anything.
Thank you. Goodbye. I'll keep in touch.
Who's that supposed to be?
It's you to a tee. It doesn't look me at all.
Did you find anything?
Mark lindley was at a party last night.
There's 70 people that swear he never left.
You know you're right? I'm what?
Your mouth is weaker and the chin's all wrong.
What else did you do?
I spoke to the police. They found an empty shell on the lawn.
They believe the gun used was a single-shot target pistol.
That's a professional gun. Good thinking.
So Mark lindley has now hired himself a gun.
Because I tell you something, he's up to here in his alibis.
So we must look for a professional.
I think I know somebody who can help us.
What was that? Who was that? Hmm? Oh, Mandy.
My cleaning lady, does the shopping. You aristocrats know how to live.
Nice girl. A bit careless with the cleaning.
Keep this place more dirty. She'll come and clean more often.
I'll get you one if you like. Now?
No. We're going to see a man about a gun.
What are you stopping the car for?
A brisk trot before lunch gives you an appetite.
You take a trot, I've got the appetite.
No, we're going to see a gentleman called the farmer.
He buys and sells. Vegetables? Fruit. No, information.
Oh. He can't afford a farm. This is his office.
There's our party now. Is this the farmer? Oh.
Good morning, farmer. Good morning, your lordship.
How's the harvest coming? Very slow. Frost early in the year ruined it.
I'd like you to meet a friend of mine.
Mr Danny wilde. American. Enchante.
Sometimes has money, sometimes hasn't.
But lives so well that nobody can tell the difference.
Who's been talking to you? I think he's been reading your mail.
Knowing things and people is my business. What can I do for you?
Who are the hired guns in this town?
Well, plenty of young hooligans will pull a trigger for fun.
But very undependable.
If you want a quality assassin, it becomes expensive.
But worth every penny. They seldom miss. This one did.
We all get our off days.
We'd like you to find out who took a shot at a girl called Jenny lindley.
Usual terms? 100 guineas.
110 now, I'm afraid, your lordship.
Inflation, you know. Ruining the country.
Well, it's ruining me. All right, cash on delivery. Be in touch, sir.
Thank you, farmer. Goodbye, farmer.
By the way, sir, did you know that you were being followed?
By whom? Chap over there on the bench.
Came down the path after you
and been sitting and watching ever since.
For another five guineas, I'll tell you who he is.
Put it on the bill.
Private detective. Name of Peter hayward.
In a very small way. Has ambitions to be big.
Dangerous quality, ambition.
That's true, farmer. Look at brutus.
It's a good report. Very comprehensive.
Thank you, mr lindley. You're satisfied that wilde
and sinclair are working for my sister?
I'm certain of it.
All right. I'll let you know how I want to handle things.
Keep tabs on them.
You'd better phone me every hour.
It may be necessary to do something about it tonight.
Mark?
Don't do anything risky. I mean, don't take chances.
You proved yourself in a court of law. You're in the right.
Why go on defending yourself? As long as Jenny keeps questioning
and digging, there'll be a shadow of doubt.
No matter what the court says.
Mud sticks, and she keeps slinging mud.
It can't harm you. Yes, it can.
People are saying that I'm a phoney, lucky to get away with it.
What does it matter? It matters to me.
Mark, I've never asked you before and you've never told me.
But... Even you.
Whatever you tell me, I'll believe you.
Maggie, I am Mark lindley.
I don't believe it. I never have and I never will.
That man is an impostor. Are you absolutely sure that
the evidence in that transcript is watertight?
Yes, unfortunately. The case is too good, too perfect.
There isn't a single point that was overlooked. He was just like...
Like an actor, totally rehearsed in his role.
Have you made any progress at all?
Nothing worth a damn in a court of law.
You must be doing something. They've tried to kill her twice.
You must be hitting a nerve.
If we could prove that he's behind those attempts, we'd be in business.
That's what we're trying to do. What line are you following?
Nothing very positive.
Our best chance was a woman, a miss Walters.
She was Mark's nurse until he was five years old.
Then she took care of Jenny.
She could be very useful. No. Unfortunately not.
She was killed in a car crash shortly before the hearing.
Did she leave any relatives?
Any friends she talked to, confided in?
That might be worth looking into.
I'll let you know of any progress I make. Thank you.
Just one small thing. Who's paying? I beg your pardon?
Jenny doesn't have any money.
And this kind of operation looks like it costs a lot of bread.
Any costs incurred I pay out of my own pocket. Why?
I was the legal representative of lindley industries.
I was paid a great deal of money.
The man who calls himself Mark lindley fired me.
You satisfied? Yes, I'm satisfied. Thank you.
May I take this? Of course.
Goodbye.
We'll keep in touch.
I appreciate what you're doing. Goodbye. Thank you.
What was that all about?
What's better than a big fat retainer?
Go on. Half of seven million. What are you talking about?
Conron has been the family attorney for years.
He knows the inside and outsides of this estate. He gets a guy,
teaches him to be Mark lindley,
gives him all the documents, all the papers.
It's a little far out.
Wait. Conron is going to cross-examine him at the hearing.
He'll ask questions that he knows the answers to.
That is normal legal procedure.
What about the questions they don't ask?
I think it's a little strong, Daniel.
It's a possibility, you will admit. Right?
Yes. A possibility. But why is he still helping Jenny?
Simply because by knowing what she's doing,
he can block any move she makes.
Yes, I suppose it could fit. Even the attempts on Jenny's life.
Exactly. Because with her dead,
there ain't nobody gonna ask any questions, papa.
Until now. Why until now?
Because if you are right, they're gonna have to take care of us.
It's not much, but I call it home. Don't trip.
Daniel, I did not leave the lights on. You have guests.
Hayward had a skeleton key. Seemed pointless to wait outside.
You don't mind, do you?
What exactly do you want? That's nicely to the point.
Daniel, can you think of any reason why I shouldn't heave them
out of here?
It's a fair reason.
This won't take long. We sincerely hope not.
Hayward's been following you both all day.
He's not very good at it. We would never have guessed.
You've been checking up on me. Talking to my friends.
I don't like that. Stay out of my affairs, do you understand?
You missed something.
"Or else." You always finish a sentence like that with "or else".
Then I won't disappoint you. Or else I'll have to do something about it.
What have you got in mind?
Up to now everything's been legal. I'll keep it that way.
I can get a court injunction
ordering you to stay out of my affairs. While you're at it,
you might check on the legality of your friend carrying a pistol.
I won't warn you again. Just stay out of my affairs.
And stay out of Jenny's affairs. Ok?
Yes, she'll be staying with me for a few days.
Jenny doesn't interest me in the slightest. Not very gallant.
Who are you? You're awfully hard to convince, Jenny.
I'm your brother.
Unless you're planning on staying the night, I suggest you leave now.
That calls for a drink, Daniel. Will you do the honours?
Yes, my liege. I'll attend to the telephone messages.
What would you like? I'll have scotch. Same for me.
Message: 'Good evening. My name is Angela.
'You've been specially selected to receive a free watusi lesson
'at the Leonard Manning school of dancing.'
and he can certainly use it.
You ought to see him in these clubs. Clumsy?
'Woman: Brett, where have you been? I'm home and waiting. Come round.'
my accountant.
'This is the farmer. I've got the information you want.
'I'll be in Alexander place about midnight. Try and make it. Goodbye.'
Danny, we've just got time. Jenny,
forgive us, this could be important. Your room is through there.
Don't let anyone in. Anyone. See you later.
Farmer? Lovely night, sir. Poacher's weather, this.
Who is he? Calls himself the major. Used to be in the commandos.
Kills for money, big money.
I also understand he enjoys the work.
Where can we find him? Right there. House on the corner.
Is he there now? Been there for the last couple of hours.
Thank you, farmer. Begging your pardon, sir. Mm?
My terms are strictly cash on delivery.
Pay the farmer.
Are you sure you're not related?
Thank you, sir. Thank you.
One thing. Be careful of this chap. He's a bad one.
You heard the farmer. Be careful. We'll be here when you get back.
How are crops this year? Are apples good? Or tomatoes?
Or tomay-toes, is it?
(Bell)
Silly place to put a bell. How was I to know it was there?
You're supposed to find out about these things
before you break into a house.
I don't know how it is in the Bronx, but in British public schools,
breaking and entering is not on the curriculum. Get in there.
(Bell)
Why is the door open? Maybe he's expecting us.
What do we do now?
We go in.
I'm not going in there. That's why we came here.
If I go in, we go in together. Fine. After you. Ok.
Ssh.
There's someone in this room.
I think you're right.
Daniel!
(Phone rings)
Yes? Sinclair. Good afternoon. This is David conron's secretary.
Yes? He's asked me to tell you he located a relative of miss Walters.
Miss Walters? The woman who was Mark lindley's nurse.
Yes, that's right. Apparently, she kept diaries all her life.
Mr conron has gone to have a look at them. If you have a pencil,
I'll give you the address.
Yes, I've got one right here. Go ahead.
Harvester's... farm.
Church Lane, near godalming, surrey.
Yes. By the way, how long ago did mr conron leave?
About an hour ago. An hour or so?
Thank you very much. Goodbye.
Now, what on earth is that?
Lunch. Cooked by my own fair hands.
That's lucky. What's lucky?
I don't have time to eat it.
Conron might have found something. I'm going down to join him.
It sort of ruins Danny's theory
about Mark being involved with conron.
Not really. Why did he tell us if he's on to something?
It makes a good cover story. This way he tells us everything,
gives himself more than an hour's start,
so he can destroy the evidence before I get there.
You contact Danny. Tell him where I am.
I keep meaning to clear this place out. Trouble is,
you always think something might come in useful.
I'm very glad you didn't get rid of miss Walters' diaries.
I thought they might amuse my grandchildren to read one day.
How long did your aunt live with you?
Five or six years. Strange old lady. Very secretive.
Will you? Yeah.
The biggest surprise was when she died.
I inherited quite a lot of money.
Oh? I can't imagine how she managed to save, being a children's nanny.
Nor could I. But every quarter, she'd receive quite a large cheque.
There we are. Diaries of an English nanny.
Perhaps I ought to send them to a publisher.
Those cheques she got, any idea who they came from?
No. Some family she once worked for, I imagine.
Well, there you are. Should keep you busy for days.
Thank you. At least I know the years I want to look at.
Well, I'll be around and about if you need me. I'm very grateful.
(Thud)
Thank you.
(Groaning)
You all right? Yeah. Where's your phone? In the house.
Look after him. I'll get help.
'Jenny: As it seemed urgent,
'I've gone down to the house to meet him.'
(phone rings)
Hello? Daniel?
Yes, I'm down at the farm. I've had a run-in with Mark's detective.
He tried to kill conron.
Mark's detective? That cinches it.
Listen, I've got to tell you something.
'I got a message from Jenny.
'She's on her way to the house to meet Mark.'
she's taking a terrible chance.
You'd better get after her. I'll be there as soon as I can.
Right. See you later.
Oh... Mandy? Excuse me. Could I talk to you for a minute?
Is this it?
Yes. I found something. It's absolutely vital.
There. Look at that. That changes everything, doesn't it?
More than you know. Mark called Jenny,
said he wanted to see her urgently
and to meet her at the house in the country.
She's gone there now. What? I'm going too.
You've got to stop her! You've got to!
Mark?
(Creak)
Well?
You're early. It's a habit.
Do you want a drink? No.
I didn't think you'd mind if I helped myself.
After all, it is all yours now.
You're beginning to get used to the idea, then.
No. No, I'll never get used to the idea.
You don't know what it's like, Mark.
One day to have everything, and the next nothing. Nothing.
It didn't have to be like that. I offered you an income.
You could have kept the house if you'd wanted.
Income! House!
I had it all. Everything. I don't want your charity.
It wasn't charity, Jenny.
I want it all, Mark.
Not just bits and pieces. Everything. It belongs to me.
It does not belong to you.
How can I make you believe me? I am Mark lindley.
I know. I've always known.
It's because you are...
That I have to kill you.
Always known?
Those attempts on your life. They were faked.
You have to admit, they were very convincing.
But this is stupid. How are you going to explain away my death?
Everyone believes you've been trying to kill me.
I told them you asked me to meet you here.
We struggled and the gun went off.
(Gunshot)
It's no good, Mark. I'll find you.
(Tap)
(Gunshot)
Argh! Let me go! Let me go!
Are you all right? Yes, I think so.
He was waiting for me when I got here. He tried to kill me.
This tells it all. What is it? Your nanny's diary.
This is your cousin, Jean fallon.
Your sister Jenny died more than 20 years ago. It's a lie!
Would you like to tell it? There's nothing to tell! It's all lies!
When your parents died,
Jenny was taken to be brought up by your aunt, mrs fallon.
She had a daughter, Jean, much the same age as Jenny.
Stop it, I won't listen. It's not true!
Unfortunately, your sister Jenny died before she was 12 months old.
No! So your aunt decided to raise her daughter, Jean, as Jenny.
Nobody ever questioned it. The nanny was the only one who knew.
It is true, isn't it?
I've been Jenny lindley for 20 years, all my life!
It was Jean who died.
My mother used to tell me all the time.
Jean is dead! She's dead! She's dead!
She wanted you to have a share of the lindley fortune.
Why shouldn't I? I deserve it. I've kept Jenny alive.
There isn't a Jean fallon any more!
It only went wrong when you found out Mark inherited
the entire fortune. Hi. Miss anything, did I?
No. Only the end of something. What happened to you?
No, not the end. It can still be mine, all mine.
She's right.
I told you. I told you it wasn't finished.
You've been working for her all the time?
Money buys an awful lot of loyalty.
Excuse me. What are you talking about? I'll explain later.
What's with the guns? Hi, kiddo. They intend to kill us.
What? Why would they kill us? Sit down.
Do as they say. Why would they want to kill us?
Believe me, they have no choice. Oh, I see.
Well, I did as you told me.
What was that? I called the cops and told them to follow me here.
That was very thoughtful. They got the place surrounded.
They're in the house now.
Oh, I can hear them coming. Come in, inspector!
You don't like that one? How about the, er...?
(Footsteps approach)
Sit down.
Will you sit down? (She groans)
Her money and my loyalty just ran out.
Thank you, doctor.
How is it you get to fight with girls?
I like the odds better. You do?
To tell the truth, these little guns don't carry many bullets.
I counted on her having used them all.
This is the point where the gun usually goes off.
(Gunshot)
Not wishing to change the subject...
When you used that old gag about, "come in, inspector",
I distinctly heard footsteps. You know, that's funny.
I always hear footsteps when I say, "come in, inspector."
(Footsteps)
Mandy. What's she doing here?
Mandy, my dear, his lordship and I would like some Brandy.
You'll find some in the cabinet.
You mind telling me what she's doing here?
I might as well tell you. I've hired her as my Butler,
housekeeper, upstairs maid, cook, chauffeur...
I've come to expect your low, underhanded treachery.
I won't say I'm angry, just terribly hurt.
You'll get over it, believe me.
I suppose there have to be winners and losers. There does.
Thank you very much. Thank you, Mandy.
If I were as treacherous as you,
I wouldn't tell you about the prize-fighter.
What prize-fighter?
European contender for the heavyweight crown.
I don't know him. Terribly jealous.
Who is he? Her husband. Oh, I see. You're fired, Mandy.
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