Young and Innocent Page #3

I wish you did.

Well, what are you going to do?

For what we're about to receive.

Let the Lord make us truly

thankful.

O.K.

Chris, you behave yourself.

Think of what this means.

O.K.

It ought to be said in

Latin, really.

You needn't swag just because you

were talking Latin last term.

Did you go to the dentist's this

morning?

- Yes, dad.

- It hurt?

No fear, look!

Oh, it is a big hole, isn't it?

That didn't hurt.

I hardly felt anything.

The only thing is I must take my

potatoes mashed.

You know, I don't mind going to

the dentist's.

You were jolly white at breakfast.

- I wasn't!

- Yes, you were.

You were walking like a jellyfish.

- Let's have a look!

- Big, isn't it?

Get over with your lunch, it's

not a nice conversation.

I may even bleed.

Stanley, be quiet!

Chris, you might lend me your gun

after lunch.

I want it for myself, old boy.

Erica, you shouldn't let either

of them have it, it's...

...highly dangerous.

- Top of the class!

- Don't tease him, you two!

- He does speak English.

- Highly dangerous.

- Oh, shut up!

- Now that is English.

Chris can't shoot straight anyway.

Can't I? What about this?

- Christopher don't be disgusting!

- It's a jolly fine one!

Take it away, Chris, and go wash

your hands!

- I washed them before lunch.

- Do as I tell you!

O.K.

Sergeant tells me you ran out of

petrol, Erica.

Yes, I... I had to push it

for miles.

- Haven't they caught him yet?

- No, not yet.

It's only a matter of time,

of course.

Of course, my dear Watson.

Is your tooth all right, Stanley?

Shall I have your potatoes mashed

with milk?

It's all right, don't fuss, Erica!

It really depends how much

money he has.

That's often a big factor in

cases like this.

- A big what?

- Factor!

- Never heard of him.

- Richard...

How much did he have on him?

Oh, the police think about three

schillings.

The solicitor took two or three

pounds in advance.

Did you wash your hands,

Christopher?

Yes, Erica.

Then sit down and get on with

your lunch.

If he has spent those last three

schillings it looks to me as...

...if he's caught like a rat

in a trap.

Do as I tell you, Christopher!

O.K. Guns are the best things for

rats.

Don't be such a swank!

The rat was probably dead when

you shot it!

It wasn't! The rat was running

across the backyard.

If I had gone with the police

with my gun I could've shot...

...him, couldn't I father?

Christopher, don't talk so much!

- What's the matter with you?

- Nothing.

I wonder what he would buy with

these last three schillings.

Food, of course!

I know that, I meant what kind

of food.

Sausages!

The best thing would be chocolate.

It has very good staying power.

Suppose he didn't dare to go

into a shop and get food.

Then I'm afraid he would be very

hungry.

And that, of course, may force

him to come back.

Unless he faints with hunger or

dies in the fields.

With rooks pecking at his eyes.

Inspector Marsh is on the phone

for you.

Perhaps there's some news.

Yes, Inspector.

No news at all?

Well, there must be some

sort of clue.

Yes, I see.

Oh, dear me.

All right, I'll come along

quickly.

Let me know if anything turns up.

Yes. Goodbye.

- Have they caught him yet?

- No, not yet.

That don't say much of our

police force.

They want some young blood,

don't they father?

What do you mean "young blood"?

If they don't find him, you will

get the sack, father?

I shouldn't be too surprised

I don't think he's got much

chance, though.

The inspector tells me he only

has a couple of schillings on him.

Excuse me, I shall be here in

a minute.

All the roads are circled.

Can't last long.

It's jolly exciting, isn't it?

Looking for these?

So you came back after all?

You really do think I'm innocent.

Not at all, I... I came back to

pay my debt for the petrol.

Hello, what's that?

Food?

I... I really don't know.

Goodbye.

Perhaps you're right.

It's dangerous for you to be

around here.

Seriously, I'm very grateful.

If it's any consolation to you I

want to you know I'm innocent.

Just because I know nothing about

this horrible business I made...

...a dash this morning.

I know if only I could get to

that common shelter I would...

...put an end to this crazy

situation.

You mind if I eat?

Talking about shelters, this is

more than I can bear.

Twenty four hours since I had

the police station tea.

No table.

You wouldn't trust a murderer

like me with a knife, eh?

It isn't that at all, I...

I just forgot it.

There you are, you see?

You don't believe I'm a murderer.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yes.

Christine Clay was strangled with

a belt from a raincoat.

I knew her and can't produce my

raincoat, it was stolen.

But I'm going to find it with its

belt, you will see.

- Then I shall be cleared.

- Did you...?

- What were you going to say?

- No, nothing, it doesn't matter.

No, go on, what were you going

to say?

Did you know Christine Clay

very well?

No. I met her in Hollywood.

She liked a story I wrote and

asked me to write another...

...that's all.

I went to her cottage three or

four times to talk things over.

Beyond that...

- See that?

- What?

A bit of paper coming out of

the old mill.

- Someone's in there.

- Perhaps it's...

Yes. Come on.

We were on good terms but I'd

never dream she'd go as far as...

...to leave me something in

her will.

- Is that your dog?

- Yes, why?

- What's it barking for?

- Well, he wants dinner, I suppose.

Grab hold of him.

- Me?

- Yes, get on with it.

What if he bites me?

In the course of duty you might

get a stripe.

What's the good of a stripe if

I've got no arm to wear it on?

Go on, grab hold of that dog!

It's all right, leave him alone

and come inside.

- Anyone up there?

- No.

Lad, it's no time for fun.

You go to the loft and have

a look!

All right, Sergeant, no one

up there.

- Are you sure?

- Oh, I couldn't see no one.

- Did you look?

- Of course I did!

I'm going to make sure.

Haven't you got no confidence in

me, Sergeant?

None at all!

I have a good mind to go up and

have a look myself.

- Don't let them see you!

- Where are we going?

Don't ask questions, pull

that string!

Come here! Stop! In the name of

the law! Stop that car!

Dowser, we left Dowser behind!

- It's all right, he's keeping up

- If you don't stop I'll jump out!

I've got the sun in my eyes.

We will wait until dark now.

Next stop, Tom's Hat.

What has the man at the petrol

pump said?

A mile across, then take the

left fork.

Two miles beyond that, the end to

all our troubles!

Our troubles? Your troubles,

you mean!

Can't you realize what you've

done?

You made me run away from

Sergeant Roberts.

He's my friend, he taught me how

to drive!

My father is chief constable,

can't you understand?

I'm on their side!

Sorry. Forgive me, of course you

must drive straight back.

So what? I was going to take the

left fork anyway.

No, you'd better not go in.

Someone might recognize you.

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