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23 Paces to Baker Street Page #8
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I think it'll come down so
that you can lie flat in it.
Anything in it?
Yes, a robe, and a pillow, and
what do you call it? A golliwog.
A what?
Golliwog. I don't think
we have them in America.
There kind of a soft
doll with a black face.
A soft doll?
Looks new.
Inspector?
What is it Mr. Hannon?
The doll, could I please have it for
a minute?
What for?
I just want to hold it.
There won't be any
fingerprints on it.
Alright.
Oh, thank you.
Here you are.
She went into the department store,
in the toy department...
and bought something. A package
about two feet long.
Inspector!
Yes, Mr. Hannon?
If you want to find
the person that handled this last...
I suggest you come with
me to 224 Stoner Street.
You mean MacDonald?
I don't know who I mean by now, but
you followed that perfume to Stoner street.
But it's an empty house.
Of course it is. If you kidnapped a child,
where would you take it? To Claridges?
Well, how about it Inspector?
Are you willing to take another
chance on one of my long shots?
If so, we'd better hurry.
Mr. Mathews, you know where this
place is, you better come with us.
Miss Lennox, will you drive Mr.
Hannon home?
Yes, of course, Inspector.
But Evans may be at that place.
You won't know him.
Mr. Hannon, if you're
right about this,
you've seen more with no eyes
than most of us with two.
But things where things might get rough,
and if they did, it's no place for you.
I'm sorry. Come on.
Well, I can't stand here all night.
Where's the car?
Straight ahead.
Hello?
We got them, Mr. Hannon.
The child's there?
Yes.
She's a bit sleepy they've given her
something, but she's quite alright.
Look, the inspector wants
to speak to you, hold on.
Well, Mr. Hannon, I congratulate you.
You were quite right.
Have you got Evans?
Well, there are two men, but we
don't know which one is Evans yet.
But one of them is an old friend
of ours called, Teapot Charlie.
He's had a good many different
names at one time or another,
and I dare say "Evans"
is one of them.
The other one answers pretty closely to the
barmaid's description of your "Mr. Murch".
Yeah, but how bout MacDonald?
"Well there is a woman, but she's
not the one Mathews followed."
Not MacDonald? Well, that's funny.
Oh, we've got the nets out for her,
shouldn't take long to pick her up.
I see. Any trouble?
"No, no they came like lambs."
Oh, then I wouldn't have been so much
in the way after all would I, Inspector?
Hello? Hello!
Inspector? Hello?
Hello? He's hung up. I'm
afraid he's still pretty sore!
Oh, there you are.
I thought I'd lost you.
Well congratulations... Not at all.
You're welcome.
Well, that appears to be that.
Did they get them?
Oh yes, yes. Inspector Grovening
and the British police
arrived in the nick of time.
Well, while you're sitting here in the
dark moping, I'm gonna fix myself a drink.
Help yourself, if you have
anything to drink too.
But personally, I think
I'm gonna go to bed.
Don't worry, I'll get out. Just as soon as
I finish this drink I'll be gone.
Here's to Phillip Hannon. It's no good
congratulating him on a good job.
All you get's a grunt.
It's no good wishing him happiness, because
he doesn't want it, and won't have it.
He'd rather be lonely and tragic.
It's no good wishing him luck. Because
for him, all luck must be bad luck.
So here's to Mr. Hannon, the man for whom
something must always go wrong...
or not be complete enough, so
that he can sit and mope about it!
To Mr. Hannon, who's so proud
he won't let anybody help him...
who doesn't want any help even
if it's only to cross the street.
Shall I call you a taxi? Or is there
anything else you want to say?
Well?
Well, as soon as Bob comes, I'll go.
Bob's on his way home now.
There's nothing to stay for.
Goodbye, Phil.
Goodbye, Jean.
Jean?
Jean?
Bob?
Come in, Mr. Evans. We're equal now.
Not afraid of the dark, are you?
Come in, Mr. Evans.
Come in, Mr. Evans. We're equal now.
Not afraid of the dark, are you?
Come in, Mr. Evans.
Come in, Mr. Evans. Today is
the tenth. I've been expecting you.
Not afraid of the dark, are you?
"Come in, Mr. Evans. We're equal now."
"Not afraid of the dark, are you?"
"Come in, Mr. Evans."
"Come in, Mr. Evans. We're equal now.
Not afraid of the dark, are you?"
"Come in, Mr. Evans."
"Come in Mr. Evans. Today..."
"I've been expecting you."
"Not afraid of the dark, are you?"
"Come in, Mr. Evans, not afraid of the
dark, are you?"
You have to kill me Mr.
Evans, I know too much!
"Come in, Mr. Evans, come in Mr. Evans,
today is the day. We're equal now..."
"I've been expecting
you... not afraid of the
dark are you? Not afraid
of the dark are you?"
"Not afraid of the dark..." "Come in,
Mr. Evans..." "We're equal... Come in Mr. Evans."
Mr. Hannon!
Mr. Hannon!
Hannon!
Mr. Hannon!
Wait a minute, Bob!
Are you hurt, Mr. Hannon?
We heard the shots, what was it?
Was it Evans?
It was Evans alright, but I don't know.
Come here.
- It's a woman.
- It's MacDonald.
You mean that she, MacDonald
and Evans are the same?
Of course, I told you. She smelled
right, and she sounded right.
I should have thought of it long ago.
But if
But if two people go past you
and you smell perfume,
and your told one is a man,
perfume is on the other.
I thought that till 3 minutes ago
when I got hold of her slim wrist.
She's dead?
Yes.
I'm sorry.
Oh, you want another cup of coffee?
No, thanks, Jean.
Phil? There's one thing I want to know.
What's that?
When you sent me away last night, did you
know that Evans was going to come here?
I didn't know. I just thought maybe.
The police were after a bunch of
kidnappers, and I was after Evans.
not knowing how much I knew,
or how soon I would
figure it out.
Can you imagine that? Afraid of me,
not of the police - me!
And yet you sent me away.
I had to, honey. Don't you
see:
I just had to get Evans.I couldn't go after him, so he had
to come to me. Don't you see?
Yes. But just the same,
What sort of day is it? Foggy?
No. It's clear now.
Well, take me out on the roof and show me.
Come on.
Can't you lend a guy a helping hand
who can't even see?
Well, sure!
What do you see?
Well, it's just the same
as you remember it.
That's right. Just as I remember it.
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