Bang
Now, that's everything I know about this girl.
Can I have my passport? I've got a plane to catch in a couple of hours.
Your lordship...
You are pekoe Rayne? You shared a room with Julie Blake?
I regret, mademoiselle, the matter of identifying the body.
Your passport, please.
I gave him mine already. Go ahead.
Hmm. Sinclair.
Lord sinclair. We are honoured.
Did you know the deceased? No, why should I?
She was a British subject. There are 50 million of us.
Well, then, what do you want with me?
My knowledge of English is what you put on a cue ball and spin.
The questions are necessary, gentlemen. They are part of my job.
Well, then, why don't you do your job, pal,
and find out why she drowned?
How does anybody drown? Water enters the lungs.
Yes. It's quite simple. You can do it without even a lesson.
One hair-piece, one wrist-watch,
one beach bag found near the sign warning swimmers
that part of the beach was unsafe, and the body of a girl.
Death by drowning.
These are the simple facts.
The wrist-watch isn't waterproofed.
Why would she go swimming wearing it? Yeah.
Answer that question for his lordship.
Perhaps she was distraught.
Distraught? Did you ever hear of a dame distraught enough
to go swimming with a hair-piece on? Oh, I personally didn't.
These are very busy times and I am badly overworked.
If you wish to make something of this,
let me assure you, these incidents are not uncommon.
Incidents?
The body of some poor unfortunate is found in our beautiful bay,
meant for pleasure, rather than death,
the lungs full of saltwater, no marks, no bruises.
A simple casualty of the undertow.
Now, just one moment, inspector.
I'm beginning to wonder if there's not another casualty here.
Something in the line of a proper police investigation.
I do my best under the circumstances.
What circumstances is that?
You must understand, gentlemen, that I am hopelessly understaffed
and this is the holiday season. I gotcha.
So, this girl that we go fish out of the water
ends up nothing more than shark bait, huh?
What did you call it a minute ago? An "incident"?
I'll tell you something. If this was some maharani or maharaja
or somebody like that, you'd have your police cars
driving all over the water, looking for evidence and suspects, you.
Have you positively identified the body?
It's Julie.
Thank you. You may all go.
You may go.
Our passports. In due course.
When is that due gonna be coursed, sir?
There is the inquest to be held. When?
A day, two days, a week...
Lucky I talk police. What he's saying is when he's good and ready.
These things take time.
What are you going to do about Julie?
Yeah, nothing. He's gonna take Julie's file
and stick it in the bottom of some drawer, somewhere - nothing.
He can't do that. You've got to find out how she died.
She went into the water. Death by drowning.
Perhaps an accident. Most likely suicide.
Julie would never do that, never! Well, she...
He doesn't care! I mean, nobody cares.
It's as if she never existed! Come on, you're wasting your time.
Keep my passport handy. Cos if you think that's an ugly picture,
wait till you see what I look like when I see you again.
Well? What do you think?
What do I think? I think it is very difficult to appear stupid.
An excellent performance.
You appeared just callous enough to stir them into action.
I am most grateful to you, judge fulton. Oh, nonsense.
Small return for all the help you've given me in the past.
What do you think of them?
Most acute.
You seem... Puzzled.
Why this charade? They're friends of yours, aren't they?
Of course they are. Why don't you just ask them to help me?
Because it's the last thing they'd do.
The mere thought of being involved in a good cause
and they'd be off like a pair of greyhounds.
You wouldn't see their tails for dust.
What makes you so sure they'll get to the bottom of this?
Justice. A sense of justice, my dear Blanchard,
pops up in odd places.
Besides, they're gamblers. They like the long end of the odds.
Makes them aware that they're... Well...
..Alive. Julie was always so alive. It just doesn't seem possible.
Do you think it was an accident - her drowning?
Julie? Never. She was a 500-metre champion
before she ever became a dancer.
Are you a dancer, too? Yes.
Did you work here with Julie? Yes - a grotty little club called la reve.
If you really want a laugh, I'm one of the Quinn Travers go-go girls.
What was Julie like? She was a nice kid, full of life.
Boyfriends? Julie was very choosy.
You had to be rich to rate with her.
There's nothing wrong with that, is there? I love it, I love it.
It makes her sound awful. She never did anything really wrong.
It's only that... Julie Blake wasn't just a name -
two words that add up to nothing.
I mean, people aren't just flies that you can just squash
and flick off your wrist.
It's more than that.
I mean, somebody's got to sit up and say, "Julie Blake was here".
Nobody's got a right to dismiss her life that way.
I feel so helpless.
I don't want Julie to just end up in a police file, buried and forgotten.
I don't know what to do.
Daniel, how would you like to make sure
inspector Blanchard never forgets Julie or us?
You mean dig a little bit, right?
Yes - stir a few things up. Throw the cat in amongst the pigeons.
Nicely put. But why should you two want to help?
Because we'd like to shove it in the face of this inspector a little bit.
I suppose you could put it that way. Come on, I'll take you home.
I've got a rehearsal. Our fearless leader's called one this afternoon.
I'll tell you what. Why don't you spend the day
with his majesty the prince here, and I'll go square it with...
What's his name? Quinn Travers. Quinn Travers. Right.
I'll see you later. Toodle-oo! See you later. Mind the step.
Move it, move it, move it. Now, sharp.
Good.
And stretch.
Sharp.
Up, down. Up, down.
Hi.
Sharper! Sharper!
Listen... Nearly finished.
Now, bounce. And big finish!
That's better, that's better.
Excellent, excellent, wonderful. Terrific. Terrible.
They were all left feet. And you're all mouth.
Oh, charming! Listen, mr mouth, I mean, mr Travers.
Quinn Travers. Right, nice to see you. Who are you?
I've come to tell you that pekoe won't be coming to work tonight.
Oh, poor girl. Well, it was terrible for her. Oh, yes.
I mean, you heard about Julie? Yes, you mean about the drowning?
Oh, yes. Who did you say you were?
I'm inspector headstone of the death squad international branch
and I'm here to talk to you, you know, I've got to talk to you.
About what? Well, about Julie Blake. That's what I wanna talk about.
Well, she was a dancer, a nice mover.
What squad? The death squad.
Now, look. I just wanna ask you some questions.
Did you notice anything unusual in her behaviour - something different
that would...? Unusual? Yes.
Well, if you call giving me 24 hours' notice unusual, yes.
I see. But she's like the rest of them -
she probably found a rich boyfriend. Oh, probably.
Inspector who? Er, headstone.
I've got my card here somewhere, let me show it to you.
Or maybe it'd be better if I take you downtown.
Look - all I wanna know is what you want.
All I wanna know is what you know. That's all I want - just the facts.
I'd like to check out this joint. Where's the dressing rooms?
Suit yourself, it's not my place. Thank you.
Inspector? Headstone, headstone. Don't you listen? Headstone, get it?
Right, ladies. From the top.
Now, get ready... And go.
One, two, three and go. Now, move it.
Koestler. What's his first name? Lanning koestler.
There you are.
All of a sudden, the gay exciting life of travelling
begins to tarnish at the edges.
You seem to know how to take care of yourself. So did Julie.
Would you believe he got away? Oh.
Who was he? Never seen him before.
What was he after? I think this - there's a picture missing.
What is it? It's Julie's trophy book.
Some people collect autographs.
She collected pictures of her boyfriends.
Have you any idea whose picture is missing? No, none at all.
Was she seeing anybody out here?
Well, she had a few friends,
but there was someone she was quite excited about seeing.
Someone from the past or someone new? I don't know.
She must have seen him, though,
because she missed rehearsal yesterday
and she didn't come back here last night.
Have you any idea where she went? No, none.
She rented a car. Is that any help?
Well, it could be. Let's try the rent-a-car agencies.
Isn't your friend supposed to meet us here?
What else are friends for, except to desert you in the hour of need?
It just seem impossible to believe that she died for no reason.
Well, it should be obvious now
that someone thought there was reason enough.
And you are convinced it was no accident?
Murder never is.
Er, Blake. Julie Blake. That's it.
Have you any idea who checked her out?
Oui, monsieur. I did, myself.
Oh, when? You are a good friend of hers?
Yes, I am, why? She forgot to pick up the balance of her deposit.
Balance? Of course. We had to take out for the other expenses -
for the flat tyre and the bent wheel she left behind.
That's Julie, all right.
And we had to sent out a truck to pick up the car.
Where? Er...
Thank you.
How's your French? Non-non.
Is that it? Oui-Oui.
You wait here.
Bonjour, monsieur. (Clears throat)
Bonjour. Je cherche des renseignements
en concernant une jeune femme qui s'est arrete ici.
Ah. A mon age, je ne peux pas vous donner tous les renseignements
sur la jeune femme.
Pour certain! C'est le diable qui appris la forme d'une femme.
C'est cette jeune femme la-bas qui est avec vous.
Elle a les renseignements quelconque avec la destructrice De la pomp.
Julie was here, all right. He saw her take a side road, 100 yards on.
Then he remembered her? Remembered her? He can't forget her.
She reversed into his petrol pump.
(Tropical bird noises)
Anybody home?
Tarzan must be out.
And Jane must be shopping too.
They're all stuffed.
(Bird noises stop)
For one horrible moment, I thought I was going deaf.
You have quite a collection of birds.
Mr koestler is known internationally as an ornothologist.
I have a similar reputation myself.
I was rather under the impression we were expected.
Mr koestler is in conference at the moment. He's said nothing to me.
Then we shall wait... While you announce us.
Oh, certainly, lord sinclair.
Matthew crane - I am mr koestler's executive assistant.
If you and the young lady would care to make yourselves comfortable.
(Buzzer) Oh, forgive me.
I must answer that. The lounge is just through the arch.
(Buzzer)
Koestler ring a bell? No.
That was pretty clever of you to find out his name that way.
Slick operator, aren't you? It's a talent I acquired.
Hey, what's this 'lord' bit? It's a talent I inherited.
Crane, here. The two that just arrived.
You're sure?
All right, don't worry. Just keep out of sight till I get rid of them.
Lanning koestler. Do you recognise him? No.
I suppose it's hardly surprising, despite the fact
he is a very large international financier.
He's one of those people who likes his corporations public
but his life very private.
Too private, I'm afraid. Welcome to the koestler monastery.
Thank you.
I'm sorry for barging in like this. The door was open and...
Oh, don't be silly. It's marvellous to have visitors.
You've got a lovely place, mrs koestler.
Lisa. And you? Pekoe Rayne.
And this is lord... Sinclair, Brett sinclair.
Very nice to meet you. Lord sinclair. Really?
I'm sorry, lord sinclair.
Mr koestler is very busy and cannot see you.
Well, it'll only take a few moments and I have come all the way up here.
It's quite out of the question, I'm afraid. Call him.
I'm sure he can manage two minutes. But he's in conference
and left orders not to be disturbed. Get him, Matthew.
Tell lanning I want him down here immediately.
This is what I'm offering - one third cash,
two thirds of notes, redeemed at any time.
What about my offer? Cash for those subsidiaries.
All I'm asking for is a handshake agreement.
Now, look. If it's all the same to you,
I'd like to have it down on paper so I can show these people in Texas.
Remember that deal we put together back in Houston?
That was Dallas. Six years ago next week.
Houston. Don't fool with my photographic memory.
Mr koestler. I'm sorry to interrupt, sir.
I thought I told you I wanted no interruptions.
You have visitors, sir. Visitors?
Your wife said they'll only take a few minutes.
I'm sure you can dismiss them very quickly.
Come on, Daniel. We need the break anyway.
Right, yeah. When are you gonna be in London again?
Well, I don't know. You know, I fly here, I fly there.
So, when lanning said it was a mountain retreat,
I had no idea how cut off from the world this place would be.
Thank you.
Please, sit down.
I'm not sure about that! Well, here I am.
How on earth did you... What, young lady?
..Manage to find a place like this?
I'd be more interested in how you found this place.
Now, lanning, there's no need to pose as some ogre...
..Ready to devour our visitors.
Could I introduce miss pekoe? Hi.
I'm Danny wilde and you're very cute.
You're cute yourself. Hello.
What did you say? I didn't hear you. I said I didn't catch your name.
Oh, I see. My name is Danny wilde. What's yours?
Sinclair. Brett sinclair. Good for you.
Lord Brett sinclair. Lord Brett sinclair? Well, double good for him.
What am I supposed to do? Courtsey?
Well, it certainly wouldn't be out of place
with the rest of your behaviour.
That's one up on you, Danny boy.
You're in good company, I can see that. Would you excuse me?
Now, lord sinclair. Let's come to the purpose of your visit.
I wonder whether we could have a few moments alone together.
It is rather private. 'Scuse.
They wanna be alone. Now, do you know he's a lord?
No, really. Have you seen his papers or his pedigree?
Have you seen where he came from?
All right. What brings you here?
Julie Blake.
So, she sent you. I might have known.
Why don't you tell me, then? Then we'll both know.
You came up here uninvited and i'm quite busy. Let's not play games.
I'm... not playing games, mr koestler.
Lisa. Lisa!
Coming.
If you want to talk about Julie, talk in front of my wife.
What is it, darling?
Lord sinclair has something to tell us about Julie Blake.
Then you, erm... Both know her.
She knows I had an affair with Julie, three years ago.
Then forgive me -
what was she doing here three years after the event?
Trying to blackmail me.
Just like you are, I suppose.
But, you see, my wife knows everything,
so there's no point to your visit.
How's this for a point?
Julie Blake is dead.
I got koestler hooked on a deal now
and we're all right for the next few-
that's him. What? Who?
That's him. What man?
What do you mean it's him? Who is he?
The man I told you about, the man in my room.
That was him and that's the car. Are you absolutely sure?
Absolutely. Ah! This must be the place.
I'm sorry, truly sorry.
How did it happen?
She drowned. How terrible.
Is that why you came here? To tell us about that girl?
No, we don't know the circumstances.
Thought you might be able to help us trace her movements
during those last few hours.
I'm afraid we can't help you any further.
The last time we saw her, she was alive. W...
What happened afterwards, I...
Is there anything else?
At the moment, no. Then you must excuse me.
(Knock at door) Hello, it's us again.
Are you finished with your private business?
Yes, thank you, mr wilde. Pekoe, we should be leaving.
Mrs koestler, mr koestler.
Goodbye.
Excuse me for a minute.
Wait a minute. (Whistles) Wait a minute. Hey.
(I want to talk to you. Don't go so fast.)
You are about as subtle as a 15 shilling hairpiece. Why?
How did you get here? Pekoe will have to fill you in.
Goodbye. It was nice to see you. I can have visitors again on Wednesday.
Thank you. Call that number in London. What number?
You know the number - London, number, call it.
Oh, crane.
About your call to Texas.
There's a five or six hour delay. Oh, there is?
Well, what do you suggest I do?
Well, you may as well stay the night.
You'll find everything you need in the bedroom upstairs,
next to the study. Wonderful. Thanks a lot.
See you later.
Bye.
Call me when they're calling.
Thanks a lot.
I can't believe it. I'm shocked.
It's beyond all comprehension.
Aren't you overreacting a little bit, my darling?
She was here in this very room. You saw her.
A beautiful child.
She was trying to blackmail us.
She was so vital, so alive.
There was so much at stake.
She's dead now.
A terrible thing, lanning.
But you must realise the danger she represented.
The whole koestler empire would have crashed at the breath of a scandal.
You killed her and you don't seem to care.
What kind of people are you?
Show him, Matthew.
Houston.
You met him in Houston.
It was Dallas!
Make one more mistake like that, my friend
and you'll end up in the bay like Julie Blake did.
(Yawns)
I'm going to meet Danny.
If we're not back by 12:30,
you drive to the garage, call inspector Blanchard.
And you stay there. Ok?
Come on in, your lordship.
(Gasps) You're always late.
Always. What do you mean?
Late. Why weren't you there to open the front door?
Late and wrong. I told pekoe you were supposed to come to the side door, the back door.
I've never gone through a servant's entrance in my life, I don't see why I should start now.
Did you dig anything up about koestler?
There's a room full of his secrets. And I found out something else.
What's that? He likes birds.
I had a cousin who gave his mother, for her birthday,
a very exotic bird - spoke five different languages.
Well, a couple of days later he gets worried.
He calls his mother and says, "listen, did you get my present?"
And she said- "delicious."
Wait a minute.
"Delicious?" he says.
"But, ma, that was a genuine south African cockamamie bird
and it spoke five different languages!"
And she said-"then he should have said something."
You know, it is...
It's er... it's locked.
How do we get in, then?
Well, with ingenuity, craftsmanship, logic.
You stole the key. Right.
Well, well.
It looks like a do-it-yourself empire building kit.
I prefer a Rembrandt on the wall, myself.
Excuse me, what are we supposed to be looking for, again?
Daniel, you are a high finance expert, right?
That's me. I love the word.
And you also love figures. Right.
Feast your eyes on those. Right.
Let's see.
♪ On top of old smokey... ♪
(printing)
Hey, how do you like that? Like what?
A stock I bought about three weeks ago went up four points.
Well, I tell you, Daniel, I'd like it even more if I'd bought some.
Why is it everything you tell me to buy just drops four points?
Get a better broker.
What have we got here?
A peoples index.
Names, photographs,
dates and places, presumably when and where they met.
Ha! Even what the weather was like.
Let's see what the w's bring forth.
Wilburs, Arnold. Whitley.
Wilde, Daniel.
'64.
Couldn't be your age, could it? No!
Place - Dallas. Dallas?
The weather was fine.
Wait a minute. Occupation. Preferred travel.
Wait a minute. Women, fast cars.
Dallas? I was right, he was wrong.
It wasn't Houston, it was Dallas. I was right.
Is there any chance of getting in on this conversation?
Koestler is supposed to have this photographic memory, right? Is he?
Well, if he's got a photographic memory,
how come he can't remember the difference between Dallas and Houston?
You tell me. I'm putting two and two together.
And what are you coming up with?
Why don't you snoop around and see what you can find?
I'm going to go back to these books.
I think we're coming up with something, pal.
Oh, what a lousy picture.
I thought it was quite good, actually.
Mmm.
All vintage years.
Well, your lordship, I haven't seen a set of books like this
since my uncle Louis was an accountant
for a bootlegging firm in the '20s. Fantastic.
'34. I didn't know there were any bottles of that left.
Now where do they keep the glasses?
Strange. They leave their ledgers open,
but, er... Lock up their glasses.
Transfers of stockholdings flow from one majority ownership to another.
Started one year ago.
Very secret.
Koestler's holdings being liquidated and moved to a neutral corporation
and then they're forming a new holding company.
Those figures tell us something?
Well, it's the kind of a plan I would put into motion
if I were going to retire.
Mm.
Or die.
Koestler?
Come and look at the late show.
Hey, what's that all about?
Well, it's not just an ordinary home movie.
Hmm.
The one and only lanning koestler. Yeah, that's who it is - koestler.
Look at these cassettes -
"hands", "walking", "gestures", "golf", "eyes",
"smile".
You know what this is all about?
Tell me.
My dear Daniel, this is a complete cassette course
in how to be lanning koestler.
Got it. Uh-hu. Well, he fooled me.
Yeah, but he didn't fool an old bed-mate.
Julie Blake. That's right.
She found out that this one is not the real lanning koestler.
So she got a quick lesson in drowning.
Hmm.
Well, I hate to walk out on a movie, but er...
I think we'd better.
I can't wait to tell this inspector Blanchard what we've found.
Yes, it'll take the smile off his smug face.
(Phone rings)
It could be for me, you know.
Self-denial is healthy.
Listen, if you like bird stories, you'll love this one.
Who is it down there?!
Nobody here but us birds. Oh, there you are.
I was looking for you in your room.
Your call to Texas has just come through. Oh, wonderful.
Is there any place up here I can take it?
Yes, in the study. We'll take it in the study.
Let's not waste electricity.
Ok. Then it's a deal, is it?
Right. And I have the authority to sign all the contracts?
Ok. Fine. Yes. It'll be two corporations - a million apiece.
Talk to you on Thursday, eight o'clock. Right. Your time. Bye.
Matthew, it's all set. This calls for a celebration.
The contracts are all ready. Ok.
Brett?
Brett, is that you?
(Rustling)
Where's sinclair?
Where?!
One false move from you and you're both dead, do you understand?
Come on!
I don't think Danny's going to be able to stall crane and the koestlers much...
What's the matter?
Hmm? You've got something in your eye?
Let me have a look.
I think I've got a clean handkerchief.
Oops.
Yes. Well, I er...
I suppose it's quite a nice evening for a walk.
You know, you're lucky.
These corporations are worth a lot more than two million.
Then why are you selling them at such a bargain?
I need the cash to maneuverer.
Without my personal attention, the entire koestler empire would collapse overnight.
Here's to everybody getting what they deserve. Right?
In there.
What are you looking for?
The rest of the car so we can drive out of here. That's a carburettor.
Oh, I have plans for that two million cash.
Another deal, strike quickly, get out fast.
That's what keeps me alive.
The best advice I ever heard. What's going on?
You can stop the act now. What do you mean?
I think mr wilde knows. Knows what?
That you're a phony and the real koestler's dead.
Um, excuse me, who are you?
Morgan alcott - a rather inferior actor.
Well, I don't think you were so bad.
With one rather remarkable talent.
Yes, for looking exactly like your dear departed husband.
What did he die of?
Kisses? It was a natural death, in his sleep.
Can't imagine how unprepared we were. Yes.
If it'd got out, we wouldn't have had time-
time. That's it. You needed time, didn't you,
to be able to transfer his stocks to corporations that you control.
You understand.
Sure I understand, I'm a businessman.
Perhaps, er... We could, in some way...
Don't be ridiculous!
There's no harm in exploring the situation. Right.
Exactly what would you want to come in with us?
Uh, what's the going price for this actor?
$1m and a new identity.
Oh.
Well, that's not a bad contract for such a short engagement. What?
Oh, didn't you tell him what a short engagement it was going to be?
Well, don't you see? They can't keep any loose ends floating around.
They're going to really have to prove that koestler is dead.
That's just about enough, mr wilde. What does mean?!
What I mean is that the rest of the world thinks koestler is alive, right?
Now I had a look at your books, sweetheart
and none of these transactions are going to work,
unless you can prove and come up with a body.
That's enough. Right?
Now they're going to need a body that looks like koestler, right?
Well, you look like koestler.
I think they're going to star you in a funeral.
Hello, noddy.
Have you had enough sleep?
I tell you what we could do -
leave word with the hall Porter for a late call and a cup of tea. Oh!
Help me up will you, your lordship.
Oh, my head! That ravel! If I ever get a hold of him... yeah?
All right, what are we going to do now, pal?
How do you feel about three-handed bridge?
I only see two of us, so... You remember pekoe.
There are three of us. Pekoe, how are you?
Don't forget your manners. What have we got here?
Oh, look at that! We've got a lot of oil, rags...
And we've got gasoline - a lot of gasoline - enough to blow up a tank.
We could even built one. You're planning a molotov cocktail.
Right. No bottle.
That's all right, we'll take these cans and rags and stuff them in -
in the gasoline, the lot of them.
Then we'll take a long fuse and light it.
And blow ourselves up. That's it!
See, pekoe? I told you not to worry.
Our Daniel always thinks of a way out of everywhere.
Hey, pal, this is wood. It's all wood.
If you're planning on burning our way our, Sherlock, it won't work.
What if nothing works?
That's all right, I left a time bomb in the house.
How far will you two go?
We can't just close our eyes and hope they'll go away, can we?
Maybe Danny wilde was right.
How will you account for koestler's disappearance
if you don't produce a body?
I explained to you, there's nothing to worry about.
Have you two planned to kill me all along?
Of course not.
You must learn to trust us, because we trust you.
If you really don't believe us,
take the car key and go out of those doors and drive away from us...
And your $1m.
It's a trick. Some kind of trick.
Come on, Matthew, it's getting late.
Some of us must get some rest.
(Whistles)
You got some marshmallows?
No? I'll slip out and get some.
Shame. Oh, beautiful.
(Sighs) I'm mortified.
Terrible.
Never mind, Daniel, you get eggs for effort.
Well, that's all right. You know...
I did it! Come with me. Quickly!
Beautiful. Beautiful, Daniel. I loved the short jab.
Get in the car.
Here's the key.
Poor Morgan alcott.
Not a bad actor, but he was so predictable.
Yes. Well, that would seem to take care of three dangerous witnesses.
Not to mention one no longer necessary husband.
Did you fix the door locks?
Everything.
They're on their way down now.
Good.
Make sure they go all the way down.
First day out of driving school?
Guess what. I don't have to.
Somebody fixed the brakes. Right!
Stop. Stop. What do you mean? That was a perfect four-wheel drift.
How would you stop something like this?
(All sigh)
Don't suppose there's any point... Er...
What?
Oh.
Let's get out of here.
They really fixed us good, didn't they?
Look!
(Funky music)
(Cheering)
Bravo, bravo.
Come here. Hello.
A drop of shampoo for you all.
I'm sorry, I have a partner.
You forgot to return for your passports and my thanks.
My pleasure. Have a drink. Why don't you give this to his lordship?
Your majesty, the commissioner wants to talk to you.
Lord sinclair, if there's anything I can do...
Can you do the chicken? Chicken?
Oh, well, forget it. I'll keep these.
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