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Any acts to the contrary

will result in the

severest consequences.

Is that clear?

Yes, of course.

The elevator's

the single point of entry,

no underground tunnels,

three narrow

ventilation ducts,

all of which

lead nowhere.

The entire sub basement

is encased in concrete,

marble and the outer casing

is solid steel.

This has to be the most secure

facility in all of Europe.

That's certainly

what we believed.

Besides, there was nearly

two tons of diamonds.

You would need an army

of men and several vehicles.

Now, you all know

Sir Clifton Sinclair,

from King's Row,

our underwriters.

Well, we've talked it

through and we have agreed

that our utmost priority must be

the appearance of business as usual.

I mean... any police

investigation

and subsequent publicity

would be a disaster.

Just like that,

all confidence gone.

So we handle

the matter privately.

Sinclair.

As you all know, King's

Row has been behind

London Diamond

for the last 70 years.

And today

is no exception.

With that in mind,

I'd like to introduce

you to Sir Gavin Finch,

our Chief

Insurance Investigator.

Mr. Finch.

Good morning, everyone.

Please, there

is no need to panic.

We will find

your diamonds.

No need to panic?

The royal supply of diamonds

has vanished

into thin air

and there's no need

to panic?

I will see inside

the vault now

and if the night staff could

be called back, thank you.

What have you done?

It's all in hand,

Miss Quinn.

In hand?

In hand?

The contents of

a thermos, you said.

When you're finished,

meet me at the caf

at the corner

of Hatton Ground.

Mr. Hobbs.

Yes.

This way, please.

Not one of your

better ideas, Miss Quinn.

I suggest

we cut this short.

What have you done

with the diamonds?

I want answers,

and I want them now.

You're gonna get them

all in good time.

Oh, I can't breathe!

I insist

that you remain calm.

What did

you say to Finch?

I told him I went

on shift as normal.

I waxed the floors

for a while.

I emptied the rubbish,

a normal night.

I... I lied.

I want you

to go back to work,

do exactly

what we discussed,

keep to your routine,

and we'll talk again.

Ok?

This is where

I'll be tomorrow.

Miss Quinn?

Sir Milton's office is

asking for you urgently.

Should you elect

to purchase the goods

you must notify me

by week's end.

It's my understanding

that specifics

as to the inventory

and to the purchase terms

are explicitly set forth

in this letter.

And importantly,

I'm not to be made privy

to any arrangement between

my client and yourself.

You are simply to alert me

to your intentions,

at which point I will

provide instructions

regarding method of payment.

My client will then convey where

you may take possession of the goods.

Mr. Boyle,

are we to understand

the identity of your client

is unknown to you?

That's correct.

As is the nature

of this inventory?

Also correct.

Excuse me,

but there's a call

for Mr. Boyle

from his office.

What in the name

of God is all this?

"Now available a selection

of uncut diamonds,

"market price, 100 million

pounds sterling."

Is that it?

Is that all it says?

"Payable within 48 hours."

We've been hijacked

by madmen!

Shouldn't this man

be detained?

I'm afraid Mr. Boyle has

told us all he knows.

Pardon the interruption.

Is there anything further?

I will await your call.

Good day.

The South African Star.

Get Sinclair back. Now!

Ah, Miss Quinn, may I?

I'm working my way

through personnel.

Yes, please.

Thank you.

Take a seat.

Would you care

for a cigarette?

No, thank you.

Thank you.

Now... Miss Quinn...

you're American, but you

were educated at Oxford.

You have been working

here for 15 years,

and you are now

a Senior Negotiator.

That's right.

Would you say you have

done well for yourself?

Yes.

Not married?

No.

And you are 38?

That's right,

Mr. Finch.

I certainly hope

that's not a crime.

Do you have any leads?

Ahem.

Now in your professional

capacity, Miss Quinn,

who would you say were

London Diamond's enemies?

It's potentially

a long list.

We are a major

global business.

Why do you think there could

be more to this than money?

The diamond that

Mr. Boyle has left, the...

Kimberly 4.

cut diamond in the world.

If it were

motivated by money,

it's unlikely it would

still be in our possession.

Are you saying

it's symbolic?

It's also known

as the South African Star.

Thank you, Miss Quinn.

That'll be all for now.

Oh, uh...

that Mr. Hobbs,

you're on good

terms with him?

I suppose so.

He's one of

the night janitors.

Always seems quite jovial.

You were speaking to him

today in the corridor.

Yes, I've been having

problems with my radiator.

I asked him if he could

come and look at it.

It's erratic.

Temperature-wise.

And did he manage

to solve the problem?

I believe he was going to try

and find some time this week.

Good. Thank you

again, Miss Quinn.

Thank you, gentlemen,

for the instruction.

I'll get back

to you in 24 hours.

Thank you.

Good morning.

Miss Quinn, good morning.

You seem bright and

breezy this morning.

I'd like to be given

authority to liaise

with Mr. Finch

on the investigation.

Why?

With the time pressure

we're under we all need

to be communicating as

efficiently as we're able. And...

and?

Finch was hired

by Sinclair.

Well, I don't

see why not.

There's a whole explosion

of nothing downstairs.

I see the King's Row

lawyers are back.

Surely they're not prepared to

pay the ransom on our behalf?

Not if Sinclair has

anything to do with it.

He's already lobbied the other

members of the syndicate

against settling the claims.

Saying the, uh, the deadlines

are unreasonable.

But then of course he would,

wouldn't he?

He's the majority

shareholder.

His life would return

to zero, where he started.

They're not bound

by contract?

Miss Quinn, as I'm

sure you're aware

where large personal

fortunes are concerned,

contracts have a habit

of developing loopholes.

And if that happened,

then we're insolvent.

No diamonds. No sight.

The world knows.

All hell breaks loose.

You'll speak

to Mr. Finch?

Tell him that

I'll be assisting.

It's our official

company position.

Well, you seem

terribly keen.

Well, my job

is at stake.

All of ours are.

All right.

I'll speak

to him right now.

This has just come

through, Mr. Finch.

Miss Quinn.

Mr. Jameson may have

spoken to you, uh,

I'm to assist you in any way

I can with the investigation.

Yes, he told me.

I'm going down

to the vault now.

Oh, these monitors.

The new security system.

Well, actually,

not very secure.

Every 60 seconds

each corridor

is left totally unobserved

for one full minute.

Well, one minute, that's

not very much time.

Time enough

to pass undetected.

The lift is

the single point of entry.

But the diamonds were not

removed by way of the lift.

Each activation

is recorded,

prompting an electronic

time stamp.

As usual, there were

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