Dusty Ermine Page #5

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Shhh!

I'm not going to let you go through with this.

I'm going to confess.

For heaven's sake, pull yourself together

or we'll land in jail.

Well, one of us has got to.

Exactly.

And really, I've got quite the old school feeling

for the place.

When I think it was all my fault.

Listen...

If it hadn't been for me you'd never

have done this.

I'm an old man now.

I know, and I've got my life ahead of me.

So you have to go to prison

while I redeem the family honor.

Well, it would certainly do with a bit of redeeming.

I have let the family down.

It's up to you now.

Your lawyer's waiting.

I won't be long.

Anyway, I don't know why we're going

so emotional about it.

You know, I'm not going to let them

send me to prison.

What do you mean?

My dear chap, they can't prove anything.

You ought to hear the defense we've worked out.

My lawyer's an amazing chap.

Do you mean that?

Of course, now don't worry.

I'll be home in a week.

You go and tell your mother to keep my bed aired.

Shall I send your lawyer in?

What?

Oh, my lawyer.

I don't know.

What's the use?

Mr. Kent!

How's the old man taking it?

Can we give you a lift?

No, you can't. I've finished with you for good.

Oh, nonsense.

Oh, dear, Mr. Kent.

Surely you wouldn't turn down old friends.

Specially old friends who know so much about you.

One, two, three, four, five...

six, seven. Thirty-seven.

Thank you.

Dear Gracious Goodness!

I know I brought it with me.

What can I have done with it?

Maybe it's in this pocket.

Could you?

It's no use shoving, my good man.

It should be down here, you know.

Oh, I know.

There it is.

What did I tell you?

Would you be so kind as to change this for me?

Would you please?

Certainly, madam.

Oh... one moment, madam.

Well, really.

Do they expect to keep us waiting

here all day long?

Excuse me, madam.

Will you be kind enough to step along

to the manager's office for one moment, please?

Yes, of course.

Uh... back this way, please.

Oh, certainly, I shall be delighted to see the manager.

I'm sorry, madam. I really must ask you

to come to the manager's office.

Yes, yes, I'm coming in a minute.

But you really must allow me to go

where I'm going and fetch what I want.

You'll pardon me, madam. I believe you're wanted.

Oh, yes, but unfortunately I'm in a hurry.

Pardon, madam, you must realize...

My words don't penetrate!

Hello. Get me Scotland Yard.

Can you give a description?

Middle-aged, quiet, innocent-looking.

Hello, Superintendent.

Put the Flying Squad on to them at once.

Let me go! Let me go!

Will you take your hands off me.

Will you take your hands off me!

What is the meaning of this, officer?

If you'll sit down, I'll tell you.

Mind you, I shall write to the Times about this.

Things have come to a great impasse

when a law abiding subject

is seized by a big bully in a police uniform.

That's quite enough of that. I want to ask you

some questions about this bank note.

Mind you, I shall report this incident to the Commissioner.

I uh...

If you know what's good for you, my man,

you will release me immediately.

Now, look here, Miss Butterbill, Doctor Evangeline Syms,

or whatever you happen to be calling yourself

at present...

I've got a photograph here that will probably interest you.

Yes, it's a startling resemblance isn't it?

Law abiding British subject n. 718, native of Holloway.

Well, officer...

if as you say the bank note you're holding

is really forged

naturally I, ever e law-abiding British subject,

would wish to do all in my power

to bring the culprits to justice.

Of course my motives are purely unselfish...

but I take it the police would show

some reasonable appreciation of my service?

Well, of course I can't promise anything.

That's up to the judge

I think if you're wise, you'll talk.

This organization is a very clever one.

So I've been told.

Each individual is allowed to know only the one person

with whom he has to deal.

There's a gentleman... oh, he seemed every inch

a gentleman, believe me...

who every Wednesday night used to hand me

a packet of bank notes.

Naturally it never entered my head

that they were forged ones.

Otherwise...

All right.

Now, where did you make this exchange?

At a tobacconist ate the Elephant and Castle.

Not that I smoke myself.

This is the last one I buy.

What's the matter with them?

Darling, you know I wouldn't do a thing like that.

Smoke it yourself.

Tell you what I'll do. Give you another box.

Al right then, ducky, if you don't trust me,

bring your mother along in the car.

Send police car with two men...

Right, no risk, remember.

Just follow the men.

Hm-hm, bye-bye, darling.

Bye, darling.

I've got it, sir.

The man gave the woman fresh counterfeit money

coming from their headquarters.

And she gave him back the real money that she collected

from planting the previous consignment.

Now what?

This is our chance.

We're going to trace these exchanges, link by link

until the chain leads us right back to their headquarters.

We've tracked him to the coast, sir.

He's just met someone at the border

with a fresh supply of counterfeit notes

and exchanged them for the real money.

Yes, sir. I'll fix up Johnson to get aboard the boat

and see where they go.

Hello? Right, follow the men.

Get me Forsythe.

Hello, Goldie, is Miss Linda in?

I better ask her, sir.

Well... tell her it's important, will you?

Yes, sir.

It's...

him, miss.

You know what to tell him.

Oh, I couldn't tell him that, miss.

Why don't you see him? Just once.

He can't help being a detective

No more than I can help resenting what he did,

The man's work is not his fault, miss.

I had a young man once, in the sewage line.

But I didn't turn up me nose at him.

It's no good trying to persuade me, Goldie.

Go and tell him I won't see him.

Then you'll have to close your eyes.

I'm sorry, I'm out.

I'm sorry I missed you.

Will you take a message to yourself?

Goldie, will you show Mr. Forsythe out, please?

Goldie, will you leave Mr. Forsythe where he is, please?

Goldie, did you hear me?

Goldie, are you deaf?

Before you run away I want you to look at this.

That's the signature of the chief cashier

of the bank.

Very poor writing.

Yes, isn't it?

But the point is that man was only appointed cashier

after Jim's arrest.

What does that mean?

This is a forgery.

But it's identical to the ones we found on Jim.

What does that mean?

He can't have made this one.

Therefore he didn't make the others.

Just as I told you from the first

if only you had listened.

Well, I'm going to listen to you now,

I need your help.

What can I do?

Since Jim has refused to put up any defense,

it's obvious he's shielding someone.

Who?

Can you think of anybody you used to see here?

Any old crony, any...

No.

But Gilbert might.

Gilbert!

You know, I want to see Jim free

just as much as you do.

Why?

Why, I like him.

That doesn't sound very police reason.

There's another one, too.

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