Comes a Bright Day Page #3

---

I-- I'll find out.

Are you sure?

She was constantly looking

at what other shops were doing.

Learning what worked,

what didn't.

What do you want?

Mary was worried

about Charlie.

We're all

worried about Ch-Charlie.

Get on with it, will ya.

Well, she knew that we had

to work very hard

to make people

go that extra distance.

"God is in the detail,"

she said.

Everything

has to have a story.

Come on, hurry up!

Well, we were doing

very well.

So she designed a refit,

an expansion.

It was to enhance

the image, oh, May 1975.

Get to the point.

Well, we decided to expand

into here.

To create

some new office space.

And part of that expansion

was to move the old fire exit

from that wall there to

the corridor where it is now.

In between the false ceiling

and the existing one

is a gap that tracks

back to that fire exit.

And that door opens out

into a...

disused little courtyard.

Full of policemen!

That fire exit doesn't

exist on the plans.

And in that courtyard,

is a door that opens up

into an alleyway.

Yeah, which runs parallel

to the whole length

of Bury Street.

Take a right,

you come out on King Street

and you'll be on

your way.

He's right.

Hmmm.

He does have a use then.

You got any tools?

Well, only

those on the desk there,

they're tools of the trade,

hardly industrial.

That's our plan B then.

This all you got?

Jesus, good luck.

Can't help you on

this one.

Bollocks.

All right let's get back

and see what the inspector's

come up with.

Yeah, good luck.

Bag up some more of

them jewels,

now that we're not gonna be

hanging around much longer.

Those pieces will only draw

attention to yourself.

Let me

worry about that.

Go on.

Ow.

That you Inspector?

You know what we're

capable of.

I don't want your help.

I want what we

asked for!

We gonna be alright,

Charlie?

You bet we are.

It's simple enough...

Jesus!

Just get a move on!

They're f***ing with us,

Cameron!

The inspector's f***ing

with us!

I don't need a doctor!

Your wife.

She sounded pretty

amazing.

I don't want your help.

I want what we

asked for.

Stupid f***ing thing!

Come on.

You'd better get back to

us.

I'm not kidding you,

Inspector.

You know people generally

come in here

for something special.

Very special.

And expensive.

Horrible word "expensive."

Great thought went into

all of these things.

They're proclamations of love,

promises of eternity.

They're about the most

precious moments in life.

I bet the price tags in

here are pretty tasty though.

I didn't get your

name, son.

I'm Sam.

Sam Smith.

He's an

entertainment fixer.

You know each other?

We met in the cafe around

the corner about half an hour

before this happened.

And what exactly does

an entertainment fixer do, Sam?

More of a broker really.

I get clients for

entertainment events.

Sounds like a high flying

job for one so young.

That would explain what you were

doing in here of course,

checking out my tasty

price tags?

Yeah, well, Mary said

I should come

and check out the shop.

Yeah.

I bet you wish you hadn't

clapped eyes on me now.

Are you sure it was

my jewelry

you came to see

today, Sam?

Jesus Christ!

F***!

You really haven't thought

this through.

So what's your back up plan?

"Walk in the park," you said.

You don't have one do you?

You come in here all smash

and grab and it backfires...

Do we have to listen to

this old sh*t?

Surprisingly good taste

for psychopath.

Start with you then shall we?

Sam Smith.

Take your watch off.

And you, old, man take off

your watch.

You work at the Mandarin

Oriental?

Yeah, I guess.

You guess?

You know John Morgan?

Yeah, I work

for him.

Ah, well, John Morgan's...

John Morgan is a man

who can magic up tables

in exclusive restaurants out

of thin air.

Yeah, for a price.

I should think someone

like him is like gold dust.

He's sent some people in

my direction over the years.

I bet that cost you.

No... I don't need

John Morgan

to fill my shop up

with customers.

Are you any relation to

the Sam I met in the caf or...

Argh, look I exaggerated

little.

I'm sorry.

He's just ambitious, Mary.

They all are these days.

Just wanna make it big

without actually doing anything.

Ambition's fine I just--

I don't like liars.

I grew up with

a phoney, they don't change.

Ever.

Alright?

What do you think?

Can you help me here, Sam?

I'm a little confused.

That's a ten

grand watch on a kid

with a fifteen grand job?

Doesn't stack up, does it?

It's not my watch.

You're kidding?

Busted.

Classic... You're full of

absolute sh*t, aren't you?

Yeah.

Whose it

belong to then?

It's a guest's.

I was taking it to get

altered for them.

I knew it was one

of mine.

It's a beautiful example.

American lady, yes.

Sent by the same

John Morgan.

That's a nice watch.

Is that yours?

Very nice.

You like it?

Oh, it's lovely.

Oh, I suppose there's no

point in arguing is there?

It's a gift, you see.

Correct.

You have everything.

Happy now?

Yeah.

Ecstatic.

At least that watch

wasn't yours, Sam.

Yeah, right.

You obviously don't know

my boss very well then.

Could you tell me where

Sergeant Bryant is, please?

Just over there, sir.

Thank you.

Sergeant Bryant?

That's right.

John Morgan from

the Mandarin Oriental.

How can

I help you, sir?

Well, sergeant I know you

have a situation on your hands,

but I have some very

important guests

coming to the hotel for talks.

Now the traffic that this

has created

means that we

may miss them altogether.

Now the Deputy

Commissioner seems to think

you might be able to help

us out a little.

I can put you in touch

with their driver,

whose number is on my card.

Of course.

Er, just wait there for a

minute, sir.

I'll see what I can do okay?

Thank you, Sergeant.

And I thought you might

have come to see

how Sam was doing?

I'll take a portion of the

spaghetti pomodoro, please.

And I'll have it

to eat in.

So what were they after?

They came very specifically for

the Stahl Papillon.

A diamond butterfly

brooch.

Is that particularly special?

Napoleon had it made

for mistress.

Maria Theresa De Stahl.

It's stunning.

How much is it worth?

A million and change.

A million...

Pray for us sinners now

and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace...

Why not let them go?

I mean everything in here

must be well insured.

If I knew somebody was

going to die I would have.

But it means more to me

than a check

from an

insurance company.

Yeah, but you were gonna

sell it anyway,

so what's the difference?

What's the difference?

Napoleon had it

commissioned in 1807

from a jewelry designer in

Paris named Charmier.

He showed him a portrait

of Maria Theresa

and asked him to create

something that would compliment

the dark green of

her eyes.

He loved her, you see.

It is exquisite

and flawless...

In every way.

The flutter of her heart

would cause

its wings to flutter

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes