Let's see. Six races. Six bets. Six losers.
A perfect record. They call us the bookmaker's friends.
We're gonna try to back winners from now on.
Talking about winners, look at that little pocahontas!
Stop the car. Stop the car!
Take it back.
Don't move.
My dear, is there any possible way I can help you?
No. Would you like to reconsider that answer?
No. No. Excuse me.
Argh!
Excuse me. Somebody screaming.
Excuse me, young lady, I'd love to learn something.
What did you say to my friend to get rid of him so quickly?
Brett!
Oh. Excuse me.
Hurry up.
Come on. I want you to see something. Hold it... what?
You've lost your girl. I'm gonna show you a man.
A man? What're you talking about? A red-headed man.
A red-headed man with a viva zapata moustache.
There's one very distinctive feature about him. He happens to be dead.
Dead? Dead. Well, lead on.
Daniel, Daniel, what's the hurry?
If he's dead, he's not going anywhere. Come on, will you?
Here, take a look. Behind that tree.
Well, he's dead, all right.
But, er, no viva zapata moustache.
Oh, Daniel! I'm telling you, I'm not crazy and I'm not drunk.
The last time I mistook a man for a rabbit was in a playboy club.
And you were drunk at the time. I didn't say anything.
You looked, and you shook your stupid head.
I saw a stiff out there, as clearly as I'm seeing you.
Now, could I imagine anything as stupid as that? Huh?
You might, Daniel.
Like I'm imagining I see a man behind you right now
with a hat, a little moustache, and a big shotgun.
So you are crazy. You're starting to imagine things.
I warn you, he's very much alive. Take a look.
Oh!
Stay put, the both of you. I'm not afraid to use this.
Good afternoon. Wait a minute. I'll take care of this.
Have you got a licence to carry that?
You're trespassing.
I'm taking you to lord croxley. Get moving!
Don't try to get out of it with this "trespassing"...
Daniel, Daniel. Save your breath. Do what the nice man asks. Come on.
Great Scott!
Brett sinclair, John croxley.
Your keeper caught us trespassing, so brought us along to see you.
Thomson, I'll handle these desperadoes myself.
Yes, my lord. You must forgive old thomson.
But you see, we have the devil of a time with poachers.
Oh, my dear Brett, it's marvellous to see you again.
Oh, I'm sorry. This is a friend of mine, Danny wilde.
Are those the men?
Yes, but it turns out they're old friends.
They're lucky. That's a laugh.
Laughs how absolutely riveting!
We haven't had a body in the woods since my dear old grandad
dropped dead after drinking three bottles of port!
Can you believe it? Are you sure the Johnny was dead?
Yes, Johnny was dead. Believe me.
If you say so, old boy.
Pity we can't dig up the body.
Well, uh, maybe you can't, but that's what you and I are gonna do.
My lord, mr teed asked me to tell you he's leaving.
Leaving?
Is he in a fit state to drive?
I think so, my lord. Do you know Richard teed?
The political journalist? Yes, I've met him.
He stayed the night. I took a couple of hundred off him at backgammon,
so he sunk a bottle of Brandy at lunch to drown his sorrows.
I'd better bid him a fond farewell. Have a potshot or two.
Thank you very much.
Is, uh... Is he the same rank as you?
Nearly. Really?
He's cute, I'll tell you that. He doesn't even blink
when you tell him there may be someone murdered on his land.
British reserve. I love it.
Oh, is that what you call it?
Throw.
Nicely done, Daniel. I didn't know you had it in you.
This lord croxley, is that his name? John croxley.
Does he run the interests of your country in the lords?
I doubt very much whether he ever goes near the place.
In fact, I doubt he has any interest in politics.
Which makes me wonder what on earth he's doing with Richard teed.
Well, if it makes you wonder, it makes me wonder, kid.
Thank you.
That's lord sinclair. Wave goodbye.
Who is this guy teed?
I only know him slightly.
He's a red-hot, dedicated political journalist.
Losing £200 at backgammon doesn't sound like him at all.
Unless, of course, he had a particular reason for doing so.
Seeing as we're here, we might as well let croxley give us a drink.
He has a very fine wine cellar. I think that's a terrific idea.
Oh, come on, Danny, snap out of it.
Admit you made a mistake. I agree, you saw a man,
but he'd fainted or had something. He wasn't dead.
He was dead. And somebody moved him.
That girl, she had something to do with it.
She couldn't have done it. Maybe not.
But she got out of the area in a hurry, didn't she?
Someone's had trouble.
Isn't that the car we saw at your friend lord croxley's?
Teed's? Yes, looks like it.
Hold it.
See if he has any identification. His name's teed, officer.
A London journalist. That's teed, huh?
Yes, Daniel.
Let me ask you something. On average,
how many times a day do you think a guy can die?
What are you raving about?
That's the guy I found dead three hours ago.
Teed was a freelance, lord sinclair, and a loner.
Once he got onto a story, he played it close to his chest.
Have you any idea what he was working on? None.
But my guess is it was something big. Why do you say that?
He's been turning down assignments for the past three months.
A story that takes that long has to be big. A political story?
Undoubtedly.
Politics was his speciality. And always very top level stuff.
He knew most of Europe's political leaders personally.
He was very honest, and they respected him for it.
How about his private life?
A loner again. Married to his work. Hmm.
Thank you, sir Robert.
Let me freshen that up for you. No more for me, thank you.
Am I allowed to ask the reason for your interest? Yes, of course.
Shall we leave it that if I have anything to say,
you'll be the first to know? Oh, thanks.
What about teed, was he a heavy drinker?
You're joking. Ulcers.
Never touched a drop.
Excuse me, young lady,
I wonder if you could spare me a moment.
It'll only take a second.
What does that say?
You've 15 minutes to go.
Thank you. Then what, pray, is this?
Nothing to do with me.
Sorry you've been bothered.
He built the tower to protect and control the city.
In its time, it has been a fortress, a palace, and a prison.
It has been considered the strongest fortress in the land.
Surprise, surprise.
I assume this isn't a lovely coincidence.
The postcard was from you?
Right. I'm sorry for this cloak-and-dagger approach.
I don't want to be seen with you.
Ah, they all say that.
By the way, we never did get around to introducing ourselves.
You can call me Marie.
Then you can call me Brett.
And I won't tell you my last name either.
I want you to listen, lord sinclair, not ask questions.
Can I ask one question?
Would you mind if we walked? I'm a little chilly.
And I promise to listen.
Stop nosing around.
Nosing around what?
You weren't paying a social visit to fleet street, were you?
I thought I was supposed to be doing the listening.
I beg you, for your own sake,
not to interfere with matters which don't concern you.
That does sound rather like a threat. It isn't.
If it's of any interest, I'm taking an awful chance talking to you.
I'm flattered. But why?
Because. Because what?
Just because.
Because you don't approve of murder either, perhaps?
There was no murder. It was an accident.
On which occasion? In the water or in the woods?
Your friend did recognise teed as the man in the wood?
That was silly of me, wasn't it?
Well, if that's what you came to find out, yes, he did.
I know it must seem inexplicable, but keep out of it, both of you.
Please. Apart from saving our skins,
give me one other reason why we should.
Probably laugh, and you won't believe it.
It's not just for your sake. It's for the good of this country.
Are you suggesting that teed was a traitor?
I'm suggesting, explaining or answering nothing.
Just accept what I say at face value.
You'll know the answer soon enough.
All right.
You'll drop it?
You won't regret this in the long run.
You'll see. Don't try and follow me, will you?
Not if you promise we'll meet again.
On your left, st Thomas' tower,
in which you'll see the dreaded traitors' gate.
Through this arch passed many of the most famous names
in British history. Thomas more. Queen Anne.
Lady Jane grey. The Duke of monmouth.
Some to find it a prison, others to meet their death.
Taxi!
Can I give you a lift?
Explanation, please. Hm? You and sinclair.
I was warning him. About what?
Warning him off. Telling him to keep out of it.
He'd been to fleet street. I know exactly what he's been doing.
Anyway, I think he got the message. That's comforting.
By the way,
the American did recognise teed as the man in the wood.
It never occurred to me he was blind or stupid. Any other revelations?
No. But I think there's a good chance they'll forget about it.
Understand this, Marie,
I'm quite capable of dealing with sinclair and the American,
and will do so. I only... We're not playing infantile games.
There's no room for emotional or independent action,
however well intentioned.
In future, act only on specific orders. I was only...
Good morning. Good morning, sir.
I'm looking for mr teed, mr Richard teed's flat.
Well, sir, I'm afraid... Yes, yes, I know.
I'm inspector carruthers of Scotland yard.
May I see his apartment, please?
Oh! Yes, sir. Certainly, sir.
If you'll just come this way, inspector.
I think we can walk up the stairs. It's only on the first floor.
Of course. A little stroll wouldn't hurt.
No-one in the flat, I suppose?
No, sir. Nobody since the accident. Oh, good. Splendid.
Such a nice, quiet chap, mr teed. Shocking. Shocking.
Here we are, sir.
Thank you.
Will you be requiring me any further, inspector?
I don't think so. I have a couple of those myself, you know.
Good show. Oh. Oh, really, sir? Tell me...
Safe.
Beautiful. I love it.
A safe.
The key...
Two more of your chaps, inspector.
My chaps? From the station down the road.
What about them? Well, they're here.
Inspector Ryder and sergeant smart.
All right, Porter, we shan't need you. Right, sir.
He did tell me your name, but I forget.
Carruthers.
Oh, yes. Of course, that's it.
Well, with you chaps here, I think I'll go down to the yard.
No, no, no. Please, er, carry on.
After all, six eyes are better than four.
I see you've found the safe.
Locked. They usually are.
Sergeant?
Hello? You've got the key?
Teed had it on him when he was killed.
Good thinking. How were you going to open it?
I wasn't, really, old chap. I was here doing a routine check.
Oh, good, you've got it open. Thank you so much. That's good.
Is that the teed story?
Perhaps I'll take it down to the yard.
We'll keep it for the moment, thanks.
Let me just take a quick look. That won't be necessary.
We'll handle it. Under those circumstances, I think I'll leave.
You're not going anywhere.
You wanna bet?
Hold it, wilde. Frisk him.
Watch him.
Hey, bogart. Who's paying you?
Shut your face.
Ryder here.
We've got it.
And wilde.
Yeah. Yeah, understood. Will do.
By the way, he's left his car outside the building.
Will you see to it?
Fine. Bye.
All right, you can get up now.
But take it easy.
What do you think I am, nuts? Up.
We're taking you out of here. You'll be covered all the way.
Make one move out of line...
We don't want to worry the Porter.
You sure do a good imitation of the fuzz, you know.
Years of watching television.
Car keys, please.
My car...
Porter. Someone will call and collect these car keys.
Hand them over, will you? Certainly, sir.
If anyone should call for me, uh...
Tell them I had to leave. Certainly, sir.
Oh, inspector? You didn't tell me the name...
Porter? Yes, sir?
The gentleman in the black hat and the blue raincoat
that just left with the policemen - was he under arrest?
Arrest? He's an inspector from Scotland yard.
The other two are from the station down the road.
I see. Thank you.
Police station coming up. Slow down.
Easy. Easy.
Hey.
Yes, miss? I've come to collect some car keys.
Excuse me, have you seen a blue corsair go through here?
Nah, nothing's come past here. Not in the last ten minutes or more.
Thank you.
Smells good. What year is it?
No year. Low octane. But she'll burn nicely.
If it's all the same to you,
I'd like to have a couple of bottles of sleeping pills.
We wouldn't like to put you to that sort of trouble.
Now let's get the cans in the car.
Any problems? Nothing.
I suppose this is necessary?
Ours is not to reason.
Haven't you learned that yet?
Got the stuff?
Get his car turned round. Come back and give me a hand.
If it isn't the vanishing lady! Come sit in the hay.
You're a fool. Why?
I warned sinclair. If only you'd stayed out of it 24 hours longer!
Then what?
It would have all been over. There would've been no need for this.
If it's gonna be over so soon, why don't you just lock me up?
We've had our orders.
Get on with it.
You're not getting on with anything.
Hold him!
Right. Let's get started. Marie, you wait here.
That's enough. Give me a hand. Let's get him out.
Let's get out!
Danny! Danny!
Phew! You smell like you've been at a meths party. On your feet.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Tyres screech take it easy!
Looks like she's gone.
She can't have gone far. She didn't have any transport.
Here. Light that lamp. Let's take a look around.
Ouch! What's the matter?
Somebody was here a few minutes ago. It's hot.
You figured that by yourself? If you're up here, don't jump me.
Hello?
By the way, did you get a look at that thing in teed's safe?
No. Wait a minute - I did find a piece of paper on his desk.
I did a fu manchu. What are you talking about?
Well, I rubbed my finger on the carbon on the typewriter...
I know. What does it say?
"Meetings. Lc. Club."
"Coal club"? "Coal club"?
Coalition club. Coalition club? Do you know that place?
Only by reputation. London's most exclusive club.
How come you never took me there? I don't happen to be a member.
It's by invitation only. Founded by your friend lord croxley.
Lord croxley is not my friend. You drank his wine.
That doesn't mean anything. What is the "lc"? Lord croxley!
I think we should pay a visit. Uninvited and by the back door.
Here, follow me.
There it is, Daniel: Lord croxley's establishment. Oh.
A cosy little place, isn't it? Has a romantic history.
It was built by king George III for the woman he loved.
She was a commoner, but he wanted to marry her. Did he?
No. She didn't have royal blood.
Oh, no, no, it wasn't that. His wife, the queen, didn't approve.
Let's find our way into the back. Let me get my case.
This will do nicely. Ok.
Spread this paper on the ground.
An old buddy of mine in London, a cat burglar, taught me this one.
What's in the tin? This is syrup.
You can see what that is. Treacle? Treacle, right.
Well, what are we doing? Making waffles, or breaking and entering?
Just shut your mouth and pay attention.
I pour the syrup along the paper, like that.
Keep your finger out of it!
Don't try to eat that. Mmm. Tastes good.
Haven't had that since I was a child.
Come on, spread this out on the paper.
All over the paper, that's it.
Come on, come on, come on.
Both muttering
that's enough. Take it up? Yeah.
Cover the top pane completely. Go ahead. That's it. Perfect.
This is absolutely fascinating. Fascinating!
The pros taught me this. Now what are you doing?
Now we break the glass, and the glass sticks.
How do you break it? With my boot, dum-dum.
Don't say anything. Just stay like that, Daniel. Thank you.
There, that's the lot. Musty in here. I'll open the window.
Looks like rain.
Can I ask you an important question?
Yes, Daniel. What are we searching for?
I haven't the faintest idea.
But if you find it, you tell me.
Brett... What is it?
Chicken. You want some?
Want some ham? What about a drink?
Hey, do you want to go to a television show?
What are you talking about? It's a show called man to man.
Is that a talk show, or do they give prizes? If they do, why don't we go?
Yes, I thought you would. Here, get yourself something.
Come on, let's get out of here. What's the hurry, Daniel?
The last time I tried to break in any place,
they tried to set me on fire. Remember?
If you'd like to wait a minute. Thank you.
He mouths
Sorry to have kept you, marsden.
But as you might imagine,
there have been one or two little things to attend to.
This is for you. Thank you.
Any questions? Any worries? No, sir, I don't think so.
Good chap.
These are the passes to get you into the television studio.
I'll see you there.
You make sure you see me.
We don't want you making any mistakes, do we?
You can depend on me, sir.
Right. Well, you'd better be careful.
One final thing.
If, by any mischance, you should be arrested after your action,
you will, of course, be released within 48 hours. Thank you.
You'll be writing yourself into history tonight.
What was all that about? I haven't a clue.
Something's gonna happen tonight at a television studio.
Come on. Want to go to a TV show?
There's a thousand of 'em coming! Not there.
Lively chatter
I bagged a couple of dozen brace last weekend.
I don't think there's a bird left on my estate.
Very bad season.
I don't understand what you chaps get out of the slaughter of birds.
Damn fine meal. I enjoy a well-hung pheasant.
What was it Oscar wilde said about you chaps?
"The unspeakable in pursuit of the uneatable".
I know what they're doing! What?
They are picking the British olympic boring team.
Gentlemen.
The end to which you've all been working for so long
is now only hours away.
Not before time.
The last few days have not been without their problems.
The journalist fellow, teed, was he a problem?
Yes. Were you responsible for what happened to him?
We're collectively responsible, bill.
I just happened to be the instrument.
We've always agreed that this should be bloodless.
Oh, come along, now. One man dead, possibly a few more like him.
We've always agreed there might be up to 100 deaths.
And for a coup d'etat, that is bloodless.
Croxley? Yes?
Could we have that window closed? There's a terrible draught.
All chuckle I'll shut it.
Does anybody have any doubts or hesitations
before we take irrevocable action?
Very well, then.
You will all be named as ministers
in the new provisional government at noon tomorrow.
The state of emergency and the curfew
will remain in force for three days.
Until they are lifted, no-one is to make any public statement.
Do you know any of them? Some of them.
All influential, but not on my guest list.
Between us, we represent the highest level of public life.
The armed forces, the press, the civil services, et cetera.
Nine men with the power to command and influence thousands of others.
Nine men who can overthrow a government
and alter the destiny of this country.
This is the general text of my impromptu speech.
The theme will be anarchy,
strikes, demonstrations, civil disorders.
But the key line, the cue for action,
is when I say that we've lived in a society for too long
that permits, even condones, violence.
We must once again establish the rule of law.
We shall be ready to play our part.
We can be in a state of nationwide martial law within hours.
Gentlemen.
We're not gonna get anywhere here. Come on, let's go.
Whatever it is, the television studio's where it's at.
Right. Get started. What are you waiting for, wings?
Come on, Daniel.
Oh, Daniel!
Allow me.
You tore my coat!
We can always go to a tailor.
Yeah? Well, we're not going anywhere.
That's right. You're not.
It was a mistake, leaving your car so close to the club.
And you told me not to follow you.
Charming.
Thank you very much indeed. Good evening.
And welcome, once again, to man to man.
The government's proposed law and order bill
is perhaps the most controversial piece of legislation this century.
Its opponents have called it the death of democracy.
Its proponents claim it is a return to sanity.
Tonight, talking about it man to man,
we have, opposing the bill,
mr William Benton.
Applause
and, making one of his rare, but nevertheless welcome,
ventures into the field of politics,
and demanding ever sterner measures than those already proposed,
lord croxley.
Applause
and in the hot, hot seat,
we are very honoured to welcome her majesty's prime minister,
the right honourable Norman Russell.
Applause
prime minister, I'm going to ask you to start the ball rolling,
if I may, by outlining the main aims of your bill.
'I think nobody will deny that in the last ten years,
'there's been an increasing temperature of violence.
'Not between the great powers,
'but here, within our own national boundaries.'
turn down the sound. We don't want to hear that nonsense.
'..Political opinion is sown through acts of terrorism and sabotage.'
Is that how it's to start, by killing the prime minister?
Yes.
It will happen in front of 15,000,000 viewers.
There'll be such a wave of public outrage that when croxley
makes an impassioned demand for strong action,
the people of this country will not only approve a new government,
they'll demand it.
By morning, what you found out won't be a secret any longer.
You may not have to be killed.
That's nice.
As the prime minister is going to be eliminated for his views,
could we hear what he has to say?
'..They're changed by the people in free and honest elections.'
murmurs of approval
so it is the intention of this bill
to ensure that the privilege of an opinion
is not the exclusive right of those with the loudest voices.
Shouting and commotion
the very thing we're trying to avoid!
He wants a police state. We want freedom!
Freedom to think for ourselves!
Please, ladies and gentlemen.
It's beginning.
'You'll have a chance to give your opinions afterwards.'
'well, that seems to be one small triumph for law and order.
'Prime minister?'
'if we permit the violence to continue,
'we play into the hands of those who'd impose a police state.'
applause
Oh, something's wrong with the set, Stanley.
Come back here! Fix it, will you?
Daniel, open it, will you, please?
Chicken in a basket.
She screams
commotion
You're frightened to hear the truth!
The police state! See what I mean? The police state!
That, perhaps, was a good example of the passion this bill engenders.
How much further? A mile and a half.
You'd better start slowing down, or you're gonna overshoot the field.
Hello? Could I please have the police?
Bill Benton is an all out opponent of the act. Tell us why.
'Well, I'm all for law and order.'
murmurs of agreement
but I think this bill goes too far
and starts to strike at the fundamental right
of every citizen to express his views.
This we will not accept.
Applause
lord croxley?
I'm sorry, but I don't think the bill goes far enough.
I want to see a much firmer hand taken,
before this country goes completely to the dogs.
I don't want to see 1,000 years of the world's
finest Democratic system destroyed by an undisciplined rabble.
Murmurs of dissent
tyres screech
here! You can't leave that car there!
..Doing what they know is right for their country,
even at the cost of losing, temporarily, the people's support.
The government must have the power to enforce the will of its people.
And I believe it is the will of the ordinary people of this country,
that group that has been so aptly named the silent majority,
that this power should be unlimited.
Murmurs
every man should have the right to choose for himself,
the right to go to work and earn a decent living.
Audience: Hear, hear.
End the anarchy!
We must seek out and destroy those who would see us destroyed.
We have lived too long in a society
that permits, even condones, violence.
And we must once again establish the rule of law.
Brett!
Gunshots, screams
What are you doing after the show?
Sorry about that, sir.
But it should make good headlines:
"British peer brings down prime minister".
Thank you very much. It was a pleasure meeting you.
Bye.
Well, Daniel, I do think you could have been a little more diplomatic.
Diplomatic? It's not everybody
who gets to have tea with the prime minister.
Cucumber sandwiches on white bread? You gotta be kidding!
Well, did you have to keep calling him mr president?
Well, that was a slip of the tongue.
Oh, I suppose it was a slip of the tongue
when you brought up the war of independence, hm?
Well, we won it, didn't we, wise guy?
And did you have to keep on talking about the Boston tea party?
Well, they didn't serve cucumber sandwiches on white bread
at the Boston tea party, I'll tell you that.
Did you have to ask for ketchup?!
You can bet your life, my friend,
that they got ketchup on the table at the white house.
Oh, really? They laugh
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