Odd Man Out Page #3

- Give us a penny.

- Go on, beat it.

- I'll call the police.

- No police around here.

- What?

- There's no police here.

Have you not seen the police

up the street?

- Give us a penny.

- There's no police here.

They're looking for that fella

that killed the man.

- Give us a penny.

- They've gone.

- Did you see them?

- Or give us a cigarette.

- But they were here?

- They were but they went back.

- Sure?

- Quite sure.

- Mister, give us a penny.

- Did they find the man?

- They'll never find Johnny.

- He escaped in the car.

- Mister, give us a penny.

- Give us a penny.

You sure they didn't find the man

who killed the fella?

- Quite sure.

- D'you know where Johnny is?

No. We don't know.

Did you see him? Did you? The man?

Where was he?

In a house?

In a shelter?

Which one? Show me.

Take me to it.

Come on, be a good girl. Show me.

Did the police take him away?

Did he run away?

The police never came?

Johnny?

- Did I kill that man?

- Can you walk?

Did I?

Can you stand up?

Grip my arm.

Can you walk?

Come on, man. Come on.

That's fine.

You're not too bad at all.

That's fine. Come on.

You hear that?

They've got to know you're down here.

I'll cut off to the left

and draw them off.

When you hear three shots...

Are you listening, Johnny?

When you hear three shots,

make for the house.

It's a long way.

It's our only chance.

You'll get through. Come away now.

Stand near the door here.

Wait for three shots,

your coast'll be clear and then be off.

Good luck.

Dennis, did I kill that fellow?

Joe.

Come along. Clear the platform, please.

Right down the centre of the car, please!

Make a bit of room

for the orphans of the storm!

- Oh, start her up again!

- Pull the cord.

Fares, please.

How are you, Mrs McCluskey?

- What's holding us up?

- The car's overloaded. Chuck some off.

- Take your face outside.

- Back to your wheels.

Some of you can get out and push.

Come on, clear the platform!

I've brought something hot for you.

Here's the police.

Come in and warm yourself, Constable.

Come on, get off the tram.

Come on, please!

It hit him!

- Are you badly hurt?

- Get an ambulance.

- I'll be all right.

- Come indoors.

We know all about first aid.

We were in the ARP.

We've got bandages. Can you come in?

Maudie, I've got your umbrella.

- His arm's broken.

- Don't be so dramatic.

The book said keep calm.

Fetch a basin and a kettle of water.

It was boiled, so it's sterilised.

- His arm's broken.

- Who did the first aid?

I did the ARP

and I'm saying his arm's broken.

You failed your practicals.

Get the water and the first aid box.

You'll see when his coat's off.

- Oh, my goodness.

- Can I stay here? It's quiet.

- Maudie?

- Yes?

- This fellow's badly hurt.

- I told you it was broken.

- Maudie...

- Oh.

Help me off with his coat.

Can you...?

That's right.

There now. Sit down.

- Give me the scissors.

- What are you going to do?

You shouldn't do that

without asking him.

- It's the way they told us.

- But whose jacket is it?

The troubles you make.

I'm only warning you

that it's his jacket.

- Look at your hands.

- What?

- Germs. Go and wash them.

- Oh, fuss, fuss, fuss.

Anyway, they told us

that the air was full of germs.

Can you sit up?

I want to take your coat...

Maudie...

You see to it. Don't bring a doctor.

I wouldn't interfere with that.

- He needs the hospital.

- Of course.

Look at him.

- Help me up.

- Lay quiet. We'll bring a doctor.

- No...

- Just lay easy. Rest.

I must be on my way back.

I can't stay here. They're waiting for me.

Get a glass of water.

Listen, son...

You've been badly hurt by that lorry.

- I'm going to send for the doctor.

- Don't do that.

Is there someone we can fetch

to help you?

Your wife, maybe? Or a friend.

If you send to her, she might...

If she could, she would.

Is it your wife, son?

- Who, then?

- Some friends.

Where do they live?

I'll send Maudie for them.

We're new to this town

but we'll find them somehow.

I'll just slip on my coat.

Where do they live?

What's the address?

I can't bring them out tonight.

Why should I be the one

to bring you in?

What will my husband say

when he sees you?

Give us a hand up and I'll go.

Stay there.

What'll I do with you?

It said in the papers

that he was wounded and got away.

- You're right. It's him.

- Chief of the organisation.

Did that fellow die? Did I kill him?

Rosie, what'll we do with him?

I can't hand him over to the police -

not as he is,

- lying there, near dead.

- Nor can I, Rosie.

- There's a reward out for him.

- A thousand pounds.

- I wouldn't lay a finger on it.

- No more would I.

There's Tom.

What'll Tom do?

Tom will do his duty.

He'll go to the police.

- Not thinking of the reward.

- But he'll be in the way of getting it.

Now, Rosie. Bit late tonight.

Got stopped by the police at the end

of the road. This mill business.

Tom...

There's something I...

We found this fellow outside.

- What's happened to him?

- Come here. I'll tell you.

Listen, Tom. We'd just been out for

a few minutes getting the rations...

Who is that fella?

- That's Johnny McQueen.

- I know, Tom.

- Put him back where you fetched him.

- We can't.

- How did he get here?

- He was laying on the road.

- Did any of the neighbours see?

- No.

- Sure?

- Quite sure.

- He's the chief of the organisation.

- I'm thinking about what he is now.

And I'm thinking of the decent man

he killed! I've no pity for them,

- murdering innocent men.

- But he's dying, Tom.

- Let me send Maudie for his friends.

- There's a police cordon.

- You wouldn't treat a dog like that.

- Are those fellas our friends?

I don't know, Tom. Maybe not.

He's not long for this world.

Call the police then

or take him to hospital.

- Not giving a dying man peace.

- It's sense.

- Sense is cruel.

- I respect the law.

There's a police cordon round here.

We'll be in it too!

All right! Put him out.

You're the master!

Shh!

Quick.

I'm going now. The thing is settled

for you and you won't have to worry.

What are you going to do?

Open the door and I'll go out

and never trouble you again.

Here. Hold on a minute.

Close the door when I'm gone...

and forget me.

- What about...?

- Drop it in the drain.

Rosie.

Good luck, lad.

Hurry up!

I've got wet enough as it is without

being splashed by your plates of meat.

A little of that won't hurt you.

You all right, chum?

There's no driver.

- Come on, Harry!

- I think the chap's hurt.

- Or he's tight!

- Tight? Are you? Let's have a sniff.

Oh, lovely. You're right!

He's had a drop.

Ask him where he got it!

Where'd you get it, eh?

All right, mate?

- Our tram!

- There's our tram!

Come on, get up.

Identity cards.

- What's the matter?

- Chap trying to get out.

I've been trying to get out

for five years.

- Have you not caught him?

- I think he's out of the district.

- Who have you got in the back?

- In the back? Johnny.

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