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At the very end.

Between 5 and

Yes.

Why then?

Why wait until the end?

Oh, it's... it's

a cherished task.

It's akin to tending the

palace throne, I imagine.

I always save

the best till last.

Hmm.

Any hobbies, Mr. Hobbs,

leisure time activities?

Yes, I... I read a good

book now and then.

Anything in particular?

Graham Greene,

uh, H.G. Wells,

sometimes

Emily Dickinson.

Nothing more radical?

No Soviet literature in your

collection, Mr. Hobbs?

Oh, I... I tried

War and Peace,

but I couldn't

finish it.

You frequent

Greyhound races.

You like to watch dogs run

around in circles?

And I also wash

my smalls on Thursdays,

if you're interested.

Now, I see your wife died

some years back of cancer.

Her name was...

Margaret.

That's right.

It must have been

excruciating for you.

Sitting by, watching her

wither away.

Taken in

the very prime of life.

Mr. Finch, you sound like

a man who's lost something.

Perhaps if you were

to tell me what it was,

I could help

you locate it.

Mr. Finch?

Yes?

We have something

that may be of interest.

Excuse me.

Mr. Finch:
Come on.

That'll be all

for now, Mr. Hobbs.

I will see you later,

Miss Quinn.

In Ashtoncroft's study

I used a handkerchief,

but in the heat

of the moment

I may have left

a fingerprint.

I know why you did this.

I know it's not

about the money.

Nothing important ever is.

I understand you have

political convictions,

but you have to know King's Row

is trying every tactic not to pay.

And I have a feeling

they're going to succeed.

Our only way out of this

is to negotiate.

They'll never find

the diamonds then.

You'll get nothing.

Absolutely nothing, just

a lifetime in jail.

Is this cause

of yours worth it?

I mean, would the cause

do the same for you?

This time tomorrow morning

this will all be over.

What's that old phrase about

two wrongs a right do not make?

That's nonsense.

Sometimes to make

something right

you have to do

something just as wrong.

Oh, get... oh, yes, my cause.

It's worth a 100 lifetimes

in jail for me, Miss Quinn.

Some day you will understand.

Maybe it will inspire you to

look beyond these marble walls.

There's a remarkable

world out there.

Oh, and if it's

any consolation,

I never really

intended to involve you.

Get the forensic

department to verify it.

Yes, sir.

How about the dog track?

Anything?

Yes, um...

this one here.

I'm pretty certain that's him,

sir, the janitor.

Christ, Hobbs!

How did you do it?

I'm telling you.

We have no more time.

Taking on Ashtoncroft

when his back is to the wall

will lead to a blood bath.

Someone's going

to be ruined.

And what about finch?

He says he has

some leads.

I don't think

we can rely on him.

We don't

have any choice.

Make sure that he comes up

with something, and quickly.

What the hell do you think

I have been doing?

Contact

the syndicate members.

All of them.

Convene a meeting

tonight.

And tell them

what?

Tell them...

tell them...

Tell them if

they do not come here

with their wallets open

to pay me everything

they owe me, I will dedicate

my remaining years

on this earth to ruining

every last one of them.

Tell them that.

Word for word.

Woman:
London Evening News.

Put me through

to the news desk, please.

I was looking for you.

I need some air.

Will you have

a drink with me?

You know you're quite

someone, Miss Quinn.

A true maverick.

Why was it again

no one married you?

My mother said, "beating the boys

won't make you popular or happy."

It turns out

she was right.

We're the same, you and I,

outsiders, loners.

We could almost be brilliant.

But what would we achieve

with all the hours we put in?

Absolutely nothing.

Man:
Anything else, sir?

Come in.

Sir, the press

are outside.

The press?

What do they want?

I'm not sure, sir.

I'll speak to them.

Ladies and gentlemen,

please.

Mr. Milton Ashtoncroft is

not available at the moment.

So, Miss Quinn...

are you going

to tell me how you did it?

Remove 100 million pounds

of diamonds past cameras,

walls of steel and security

guards and sealed doorways?

For the life of me

I can't unravel it.

I wish I could help you, but

I'm really not that clever.

Maybe you struck a deal

with the Russians.

Who knows?

You could look

after their new cartel

once Lon Di

hits the scrap heap.

Do I appear

so diabolical?

We've seen a photo of you at

the racetrack with Mr. Hobbs.

You must be mistaken.

I never gamble.

We also found some fingerprints

at the Ashtoncroft Mansion.

By midnight we shall

have conclusive results.

Oh, and, um...

did you know my fee is five

percent of recovered goods?

I understand what you're

doing, Mr. Finch.

You're testing me,

measuring my reactions,

my stimulus responses.

But the truth is you

haven't arrested me

because you

have no evidence.

Because I've

committed no crime.

Perhaps I haven't arrested you

because I'm waiting for you

to reveal who's

really behind all this.

Sir, there's been

an incident.

News of the robbery

has leaked to the press.

Mr. Ashtoncroft

has had a heart attack.

Is... is he all right?

I'm afraid not, madame.

The board are reconvening

back at the office.

I hope you have no intentions

of leaving town, Miss Quinn.

Sh*t.

Ohh.

Aren't you a picture?

Clever girl, eh?

Filthy, but clever.

Ashtoncroft's dead,

or was that all a part

of your plan, Mr. Hobbs?

I'm going back and

telling them everything.

I'm afraid I can't

let you go, Miss Quinn.

You see, the deadline for

the ransom's in about an hour

and I'm guarding

the entrance to Aladdin's Cave

in case someone's smart

enough to figure it out.

Look at you.

You're quite an asset

to the company.

Aren't you, Miss Quinn?

They're not going to pay and

you're insane to think they would!

Oh, they will.

I'm sure of that.

Ever think what you're going

to do when all of this is over?

Ugh! Ugh!

You know, you remind me

so much of my wife.

Once she got her teeth

into something.

Did I ever tell

you how she died?

Cancer.

But first, they said that not

only was her cancer operable,

but it had been caught early

and she had an excellent chance.

But you see, we paid

what little money

we had into a private

hospital policy.

But then the insurance

company told her

that she had to wait her

turn for a stay in hospital.

So we pleaded

our case all the way

up to the Chairman

of the company.

But he said

it wasn't an emergency.

So, you know...

but by the time she was

admitted to the hospital,

well, it... it was... she

was too far gone then.

It's Sinclair.

Yeah.

At that time Clifton Sinclair

was the biggest seller

of private hospital policies

to the British underprivileged.

And he used that money

to establish himself...

as London Diamond's largest

insurance underwriter.

Individual participants

in King's Row syndicates

are liable to the full extent

of their private wealth.

What is the meaning of this?

What the hell

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