The 39 Steps Page #2

whom I must visit next

if anything is to be done.

It is only a matter of days,

perhaps hours...

before the secret

is out of the country.

The police will not believe me

any more than you did.

I tell you,

these men act quickly.

Quickly. Quickly.

Good morning, sir.

You're up bright and early this morning.

Could you use a pound note,

brother?

- What's the catch?

- I want to borrow your cap and coat.

- What's all this? What's the big idea?

- I want to make a getaway.

- To a bunk?

- Yes.

- What have you been up to?

- I'll have to trust you.

There's been a murder

up on the first floor.

- By you?

- No, by those two men out there.

I see. I suppose they're waiting there

for a copper to come and arrest them.

It's quite true.

They're spies, foreigners.

They've murdered a woman in my flat,

and now they're waiting for me.

Come off it.

Funny jokes at 5:00 in the morning.

All right.

I'll tell you the truth.

- Are you married?

- Yes, but don't rub it in.

- What's the idea now?

- I'm not. I'm a bachelor.

A married woman

lives on the first floor.

- Does she?

- Yes. I've just been paying her a call.

- Now I want to go home.

- What's preventing you?

One of those men is her brother,

the other's her husband. Now do you see?

Why didn't you tell me before?

I only wanted to be told.

Trying to keep me with tales

about murders and foreigners.

Here, put this on.

Put on my hat. There you are.

- Take the pound.

- No, sir, you're welcome to it.

You'd do the same for me one day.

Lead the pony around the corner.

- So long, old sport.

- Good-bye. Thank you.

Oy! The empties!

Papers, magazines,

chocolates, cigarettes.

There he is.

For one thing, they're much prettier

than they were 20 years ago.

- More free. Free and easy.

- You're right there.

I could never understand how people used

to put up with the old-fashioned sort.

All bones and no bend.

- The old-fashioned did last longer.

- I don't know.

Mine last about a year.

Here, I'll show you.

Big demand for these now.

- The old-fashioned sort.

- Brrr! My wife.

Now look at these.

- Our new Streamline Model Number 1.

- Anything go with it?

I should say so. This.

Put a pretty girl inside those,

and she needn't be ashamed of herself.

- Bring it back to me when it's filled.

- I will.

What's this? Edinburgh, Waverley.

We're getting on.

- Pardon us for talking business, sir.

- Certainly.

- Good day.

- Good day, sir.

Good day.

- Good day.

- Broad-minded old geezer.

Bet he's very good at charades.

- I wonder what won the 2:00 at Windsor.

- I don't know. Let's get a paper.

- Paper.

- Say, son, speak the English?

Dispatch.

- Hello.

- What won it?

There's been another woman murdered

in a West End flat.

- What?

- "Woman murdered in West End flat. "

These sex dramas don't appeal to me.

What won?

- Bachelor Bud. Seven to four odds.

- Good. Not so good.

Portland Mansions, Portland Place.

By the BBC. That's a nice, quiet place

to put someone to sleep.

- "Good night, everybody. "

- That's a good one.

What was she like?

One of the usual?

"A well-dressed woman of about 35

with a knife in her back.

The tenant, Richard Hannay,

is missing. "

You surprise me.

"At 7:
00 this morning, the

charwoman, Elizabeth Briggs... "

If that isn't the blasted limit.

- What's the matter now?

- Is there no honesty in this world?

I ask you. "The new Bodyline

rubber panty corset.

On sale today.

McCutcheon Brothers, Princess Street.

Price:
17 and 9. Brassiere to match:

The Bodyline. One and three

cheaper than our Streamline.

No use going to Aberdeen now.

- Might I have a look at your paper?

- Certainly.

- Thank you.

- Quite all right.

There's enough evidence there

to hang any man.

What can I do for you, sir?

Can you tell me what station

the train stops at next?

Do you think I'm a railway porter?

Go find out for yourself.

- I can tell a better one than that.

- You couldn't. That was very funny.

You liked it? Have you heard the one

about the young lady of Bulgar?

- I can't remember them all.

- You must hear that.

- There was a young lady of Bulgar.

- Yes, we...

- Taking tea, sir?

- Yes. Thank you.

Darling, how lovely to see you!

Young man having a free meal

in there.

I was desperate.

I'm terribly sorry. I had to do it.

My name's Hannay. They're after me.

I swear I'm innocent.

You've got to help me. I've got

to keep free for the next few days.

Have you seen a man pass

in the last few minutes?

This is the man you want, I think.

- But when we passed just now...

- He told me his name was Hannay.

- Is your name Hannay?

- Are you coming into tea, sir?

I'll be right along.

Pull that cord!

Stay away.

Go on, men. Go down there.

Get on with it.

Heel! Why did you pull

the communication cord?

- To stop the train, you old fool.

- It's against all the regulations...

- to stop the train on the bridge.

- A man jumped out.

He's a murderer.

We've got to take him.

- Which way did he go?

- He must have jumped off here.

- I can't see him.

- Are you sure he jumped?

- I cannot wait here any longer!

- There he is, getting on the train.

- No, that's a passenger.

- It's him, I tell you!

Come on, then.

- Hannay escapes! Paper!

- Hannay escapes! Paper!

Extra special!

Hannay escapes from police!

Paper!

Extra, extra! Paper!

Correct.

Height:
about five foot ten.

Small moustache.

Last seen wearing a dark suit...

but he may have obtained

a change of clothing.

- Good day.

- And to you.

- What'll your business be?

- I'm a motor mechanic looking for a job.

- You'll find no work here.

- Are there no big houses around here?

Only Sir Andrews.

He won't be wanting you.

He's had the same chauffeur

for 40 years.

I didn't know

there had been cars that long.

He was coachman besides

when he was a boy.

I see.

What's that?

That's the manse.

But the minister has no motorcar.

Are there no newcomers?

Aye.

There's an Englishman, a professor.

- A professor?

- He lives in Alt-na-Shellach.

- Where?

- On the other side of the loch.

- Would that be near that village?

- It would.

Thanks. I'll try there.

- You won't try tonight. It's 14 miles.

- Could I get a lift in that van?

No, it's going the other way.

I guess you're right.

Could you put me up for the night?

- Free?

- No, I'll pay.

- All right. Can you eat herring?

- I could eat a half dozen right now.

- Can you sleep in a box bed?

- I can try.

- Two and six.

- Take it now. Thank you.

Go in with the gentleman. He'll stay

with us till tomorrow morning.

- Your daughter?

- My wife.

- Will you now come in?

- Thank you.

Here's your bed.

I'll lift these things.

- Could you sleep there?

- You try and stop me.

You'll be tired.

I'll say I am.

I'm on the tramp,

looking for a job.

Won't you sit down

while I go on with our supper?

Thank you.

- Have you been in these parts long?

- No, I'm from Glasgow.

- Did you ever see it?

- No.

You should see Sauchiohall Street

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