03x04 - The Scorpion

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Well, so much for tomorrow's weather.
The next program...

There is something I am confused about.

They just said that there is a
high pressure area, whatever it is

which can mean, moving from the Atlantic,

and an area of low pressure
pressure coming from France.

The two are scheduled to meet here tomorrow morning.
meet here tomorrow morning.

Now that means it's going to rain

hail or snow

Or maybe the sun will shine,
or maybe even snow will fall.

That is why I am confused.

Sorry.

- Hello?
- The Saint?

This is Long Harry.

You know, Harry Garrett.

Look, I have to see him right away.

I have a big problem.

Why don't you come by?
You know where I live.

Ah, thank you.

If anyone can help me
me out is Simon Templar.

THE HOLY

S E - The Scorpion

Subtitles by Susanawho

Thank you for having me.

It's all right, Harry.
It's always a pleasure to see an old friend.

What is all this?

Last week I broke into a house
in Regent's Park.

Oh, whose house is it?

- There is a sign with the name Deverest on it.
- Mark Deverest?

Do you know him?

Yes, it is connected to the
Ministry of Aeronautical Affairs.

I'm sorry, Mr. T, if he is your friend.

I can see that you are heartbroken.
heartbroken, go on.

See, there are all kinds of silver
and other things over there

and all I have to do
is to get that letter

in the right-hand drawer of Deverest's
Deverest's desk.

Who put you up to this?

Just as they call him The Saint,

This one is called The Scorpion.

- The Scorpion?
- Do you think it's funny?

- Yes.
- Well, he doesn't joke.

He has a motor boy outside.

He had been following me
all night to k*ll me.

Yes, all right, go ahead, take a look
outside if you don't believe me, go ahead.

- There is no one there.
- He is out there somewhere.

He has been chasing me through
all the streets of London.

- Mr. T, you have to believe me.
- All right, Harry, I believe you.

Now, calm down.

Why is he following you?

My only contact with this
Scorpio was by telephone.

My orders were to
deposit this letter

- in a locker at Victoria Station.
- And the key?

I took it to a nightclub in Paddington
called "The Bird's Nest".

I handed it to a receptionist
named Betsy Butler,

she would give me , pounds.

I should have forgotten the whole thing.

But it didn't.

- No.
- Why not?

Because I didn't understand anything
that was in that letter,

but I knew immediately
what the purpose was.

- Blackmail?
- Yes.

Look Mr. T, I have this
tendency all the time.

I'm going to inv*de, I'm going to enter,

I will steal even gold from teeth.
But not blackmail.

- Go on, Harry.
- Well, I was curious to see

so I went back to Victoria Station
Station and watched that closet.

Of course, after about
four hours he showed up.

I had a good look at it.

I couldn't give you a name,
but I will recognize your face.

The problem is that he saw me.

And he knows that he can
identify him in a court of law,

That is why he is following you.

And it means business.

This Scorpio is deadly.

Harry, we're going to have to
try to stop its sting.

- Give me your coat.
- Why?

It's cold outside.

Stay here, don't open the door
and don't go near the window.

Oh, and help yourself to a drink.

- Mr. T, you won't do anything crazy, will you?
- What do you think?

No, sorry.
Where are you going?

First I will lose the person who
has been after you.

Then I will go to Regent's Park
to visit Mark Deverest.

Good evening.

You didn't see a man come in here with a
raincoat and a cap, did you?

No, sorry.



Will you notarize tomorrow?

- Yes, at noon.
- Good.

Write it down to be copied
and send a copy to Crandal.

Yes, sir.

Well, we are done.

- Go see who it is, will you, Karen?
- Sure.

I suppose there is no use in trying to
to convince you to have a drink, Mr. Garniman.

No, don't even think about it.

- Mr. Templar, come in.
- Thank you, Karen.

- I imagine you want to see Mr. Deverest.
- Right as usual.

I'll let him know you're here.

He is with his lawyer at the moment.

- It's Simon Templar, Mr. Deverest.
- Really? Excuse me.

Simon, what a pleasant surprise.

- How are you?
- Fine, thank you. How are you?

Great, come have a drink.
Let's go.

Oh Karen, thank you so much.
That will be all for tonight.

Spence will take you home, okay?

- Thank you. Good night.
- Good night.

- Whiskey and water, right?
- Yes, thank you.

Not that I need a reason,
Simon, but tell me what brings you here?

Curiosity.

Really? About what?

It is quite personal.

- Oh, I'll leave you two alone.
- Oh no, no, no, don't go.

Garniman is my lawyer.

Well, you may need it.

Right now there is a guy
sitting in my apartment

said he robbed your house
last week.

Are you serious?

God, you mean it's not true?

My dear friend, I don't even know
what you are talking about.

He claims that he picked up a card from
top right-hand drawer of his desk.

This is absurd!

He also said that
he is being blackmailed.

Blackmailed?

Simon, this is an absolute fantasy.

You mean there was no
robbery, nor blackmail?

No, the whole thing is absurd.
This man must be crazy.

I feel like I've been told a fairy tale, don't I?
fairy tale, isn't it?

No doubt about it.

It is too absurd to
to talk about, excuse me.

Yes, this is Mr. Deverest speaking.

This is Patsy Butler again.

I think you realize what
will happen to your life

and your career if I send
this letter to the newspapers.

Yes, I understand very well.

So bring me the money tonight
tonight, pounds.

I would be happy.
Where?

The nightclub in Paddington.

It is called The Bird's Nest.
Get it?

Oh yes, I understand.

I think there are people
there and you can't talk.

Exactly.

Can you get here at : pm?

I would be very happy to do that, yes.

I will be sitting at a table
table near the door.

I am wearing a black dress
black dress with a diamond brooch.

And if you don't show up, Mr. Deverest,
you'll regret it.

Mr. Douglas, there is no problem
at all, believe me.

I am very happy to help.

You're welcome and good night.

Sorry.

Simon, let me fill your drink.

No, no, thank you, Mark. I must go.
I'm sorry to bother you.

Well, then your friend must be
suffering from hallucinations, huh?

Well, he will suffer from more than
than that when I find him.

Good evening, Mark.

- Mr. Garniman.
- Good evening.

Good evening, Simon.

Hello, Mr. Templar.

Well, Karen, why don't you
call me "Simon"? Everybody does.

What do you want, a ride home?

No, I need to talk to you.

All right, what do you have in mind?

Well, it's none of my business, but
I've been working with Mr. Deverest for three years

and I like him very much.
I know you are his friend.

The truth is that there was a robbery

and he is being blackmailed.

How do you know?

He almost destroyed the house
looking for that letter.

And what was in it?

He didn't say and then
I heard the call tonight.

- Yes, he was faking it in the end.
- Did you guess?

It was pretty obvious.
Who was it?

A girl named Patsy Butler.

And he will bring money
to her tonight.

at a club in Paddington
called The Bird's Nest.

- Good evening, are you partners, of course?
- No.

My special guests.
What is the difference?

A table here or at the bar?

I think in the bar.

- Is this your first visit to my establishment?
- Yes.

Well, have fun.

- We have music, wine and Sam.
- Good evening.

- Good evening.
- Sam is our beverage supplier.

And by the way, my name is
Bird, Montgomery Bird.

I own this nest.

Well, thank you, Mr. Bird.

Tweet.
What will you have?

- Scotch and water.
- Two whiskies and water, please.

Yes, sir.

Do you think that's her at the door?

It certainly fits the description
you heard on the phone, doesn't it?

I just don't understand it.

I mean, what could Mr. Deverest
could have done?

What does she have against him?

I don't know.

- Thank you, keep the change.
- Thank you, sir.

Let's go.

Tell me, does Deverest get along
well with his wife?

Oh yes, very good.

Are you sure?

Well, I'm home,
I see them together.

Health.

There he is at the right time.

Miss Butler?

Have a seat, Mr. Deverest.

- Would you like to have a drink?
- No!

Who are you?

I'm just a simple girl
trying to get along.

How did you know about this letter?

I didn't know. I just collect the money.

- Who is behind you?
- Please, Mr. Deverest, no questions.

- Did you bring the money?
- Yes.

Then give it to me.

The letter first.

Oh, you're kidding!

I certainly didn't expect
to get the letter back.

But you told me tonight
on the phone tonight that...

He said to bring me pounds.

This will be your monthly
monthly from now on.

- So that's it, is it?
- Yes.

- You filthy little...
- Good night, Mr. Deverest.

The newspapers will have that letter in the morning.

Wait!

- I don't like your language.
- I... sit down.

Do you apologize?

I apologize.

That's better.

- Where is this letter now?
- In a safe place.

And don't look so desolate.

You have a great income
and we are not greedy.

per month is quite reasonable.

And don't look at me like that.

You're not exactly the
example of integrity, are you?

Then I suggest you pay up and shut up.

Now, come on, I don't have all night.

Hello.

Well, did he pay?

- Don't they always pay?
- Good girl.

- Your %.
- Thank you.

I'll turn the rest over to the
boss, get my share and maybe

you and I can shake up
the city a little.

- At any time.
- But with your own money.

- This is a private office.
- Yes, it is.

Get out of the way.

- Did the girl come this way?
- Yes, she left in a hurry.

Come on, let's follow her.
I'll tell you in the car.

But what could one
write in a letter

for Mr. Deverest
that would be compromising?

I don't know.

What did he say when he lost it?

He just asked me if I had touched
anything in the desk drawers

and I said no.

Then, as I said, he turned the whole house
upside down, looking for her.

- Did he say whose it was?
- No.

Let's ask Harry Long,
he read it.

Maybe I can refresh
his memory.

He is not very intelligent,
but at least he is literate.

Simon!

Call Scotland Yard.

- Did I wake you up when I came in?
- No, I wasn't asleep.

Mark, is something wrong?

No.

There is, you know.

For God's sake, don't bother me tonight, Cynthia
night, Cynthia, please.

Mark, last week
you wandered around

this house all night long.

Why?
What is it?

You don't understand,
I simply can't tell you.

You see, the fact is that I am ashamed.

Honey, not with me.
I love you.

Yes, I know.

Mark, is there a problem?

Yes, I am.

Honey, sit down, will you?

Now look, when I accepted this job

at the Ministry of Aeronautical Affairs,

by law, I was forced to divest myself

of all my shares in
Kimba Holling Aircraft Company.

- I didn't.
- Mark!

That would mean the loss of , pounds.

I just couldn't do it.

So you kept them?

Well, I transferred the
shares to one person.

- Who?
- Ernest Caldwell.

- So what?
- Well,

he wrote me the usual letter
saying that he was a carrier of

, shares of Kimba Holling
in my name.

But days ago,

the Minister of Aeronautics announced
that Kimba Holling would build

a new F- jet fighter.

Exactly, so you can see
where this puts me.

Cynthia, I did not force that contract.

I didn't do anything dishonest.

So what exactly is the problem?

A few days after the announcement of the contract,

Caldwell's letter was stolen
from my desk.

Mark!

Yesterday was a week ago
that I missed you.

It must have been stolen the night
we went to dinner at Milton's.

Somehow, it has now fallen
into the hands of a girl named

Patsy Butler.

Who?

She is a receptionist in a nightclub.

I don't understand,

- how this girl knew.
- She just collects the money.

I never met her before
until tonight.

Anyway, the deal is that I
have to pay £ a month

or Caldwell's letter
will be sent to the newspapers.

You mean every month?

Yes, I think I can pay for it,

but don't you understand, if it
goes to the newspapers?

I just don't know.

a month now, but what happens when
increase to and then to ?

I mean, how long can this last?

I don't know.

Claud, I have answered all your questions.

Now will you answer one of mine?

- Shall I make some more coffee?
- No, thank you.

Onward.

Have you ever heard of a guy
called The Scorpion?

Does he have something to do with it?

You are asking questions again.

We have a file on him,
but incomplete.

Three cases of blackmail in the past year.

Cross-investigations led to that name,
but we never had a direct complaint.

Why not?

Because the people who are being
blackmailed are very afraid or ashamed

to report it to the police.

If the public had a little more courage, it would
courage, it would help our work a lot.

This Scorpio has no
control over you by any chance?

Now, Claud, what have I ever done that
would leave me open to blackmail?

It is too late to give you
my list of suggestions.

Carry on carefree so that
I can take Karen home.

Let me emphasize, Simon.

Of the blackmail victims that I have mentioned
now mentioned, one committed su1c1de.

With this death here tonight
I want Scorpio for two murders.

- Good Morning.
- Sorry, we're closed.

I never would have imagined it.
Is Birdie around?

- In the office.
- Thank you.

- What the hell do you want?
- I'm not after your money.

I remember you.
You were here last night.

That's right,

as your special guest.

What do you want?

- Some information.
- About what?

- About this place, tell me about it.
- Why should I?

Why I am asking.

Well...

the Bird's Nest is a very
very respectable club.

Yes, I can see that, thank you.

Maybe not feathery,

but a good nest just the same.

- And a cover.
- What for?

- Blackmail.
- What are you talking about?

What do you know about The Scorpion ?

Why don't you try the zoo?

Okay, let's start again.

Tell me about our friend with the black leather
black leather jacket on the motorcycle.

I don't know to whom you are referring.

And Patsy Butler?

- She is just a receptionist who works here.
- At what?

Being a receptionist.

What she does in her free time is
time is her own business.

And it matters to me.
Where does she live?

I don't know.

The girls here come and go as they please.
come as they please.

Birdie, you are not
being very cooperative.

I don't have to be.

And if you don't get out of here soon,
I will call the police.

Go ahead.

Call the police, call Scotland Yard
and ask for Chief Inspector Claud Eustace Teal.

Tell him I am asking about a boy in a leather jacket
boy in a leather jacket who k*lled a man.

Tell him I asked about Patsy Butler,

who received money from Mark
Deverest last night.

And while you're at it,
tell him about Scorpio.

- Go on, Birdie!
- I don't know anything.

Birdie, if you are not very
careful, you will jump

direct from that nest into a cage
cage, with bars.

- Sorry to interrupt the housework.
- No problem.

Patsy Butler.

- What about her?
- Where does she live?

- Waldorf Way, Putney.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

Hello, I'm looking for
Miss Patsy Butler.

Second floor, number three.

Watch your feet.

- Good afternoon, Patsy.
- What do you want?

As a general rule,
I never force my attentions

with a lady, but with you
I'll make an exception.

- I said what do you want?
- To get to know you better.

- Get lost.
- That's not very friendly, is it?

I don't feel very friendly.

We are unpleasant today, aren't we?

How charming. I see that you spend
all your money on clothes.

How I spend my money
is my business.

How you win is up to me.

What did you get,
% of Deverest's collection?

Look, I don't know who you are,

but believe me, you are touching
with something dangerous.

Get out before you get hurt.

Your concern for my
well being is touching.

What do you have against Deverest?

Ask him.

I asked, but he
was very frank with me.

So there are two of us,
now go away.

Leather jacket.

To Patsy with love, Eddy.

True love is very
rare nowadays, isn't it?

I think so.

- Eddy of what?
- Black.

Where does he live?

London.

Eddy Black from London
k*lled a man last night.

Oh come on.

You knew him, Harry Garrett.

I have never heard of him.

But you paid him pounds
to break into Deverest's house.

You are crazy.

Eddy is a k*ller.

He chased poor Harry
all over the city last night.

Poor Harry who
wouldn't hurt a fly,

who was scared out of his wits,
but he knew too much,

then Eddy put
a b*llet into his chest.

I don't believe you.

Why don't you comb your hair,
go out and buy the newspaper?

It's on every front page.

Her lover is wanted for m*rder!

- This has nothing to do with me.
- It doesn't?

He is blackmailing Deverest.

No, not personally.

- Then who?
- I don't know.

Is it Scorpio?

- I don't know.
- What is your real name?

- I don't know.
- Where does he live?

I swear I don't know.

- But Eddy works for him.
- No, I don't.

I'm not sure.

Patsy, you are up to your neck in it.

The only way out is to talk.

I can't.

I am very afraid.

- All right, I'll help you.
- No.

I don't know anything right now,
please, will you go away?

Have you seen the inside of the women's prison?

It is not very nice and
will spend a lot of time there.

When you calm down and
think things over, call me.

- Good morning, Miss Bates.
- Hello, Mr. Garniman.

- I suppose he is back.
- Yes, he is waiting for you.

Great.

- Oh Garniman, come in.
- Good morning.

Thank you, Karen.

You might want to take care
these letters now.

Yes, Mr. Deverest.

I brought the notarized contract.

Sit down.

Look, before you start,

I want to tell you something.

I lied to you last night.

Did you lie?

I am being blackmailed.

At first I was going to give in and pay.

But of course my wife convinced me
that it was the wrong thing to do.

Blackmail?

But why in God's name?

I think I'd rather keep the details
until Templar gets here.

He is on his way now.

Well, that is all.

I have to pay this girl
a month from now on.

You are shocked, aren't you, Garniman?

Yes, I must admit that I am.

You see, Mr. Garniman is
concerned only with the good

clean, respectable business law,
deeds, titles, contracts.

It's like something from another world, isn't it?

I am not more restricted than other
men in my profession.

I happen to admire integrity.

I respect you for that.

All right, Mr. Garniman,
what exactly do you advise?

Mr. Deverest, there is only one possible option.

- You mean the police?
- Of course.

Tell them the whole story
and they will protect you.

Which means that the routine
of the police does not work.

- You can't fight these people.
- I can.

In fact, I got off to a good start.
I saw your Miss Patsy Butler today.

I gave her a real fright.

In fact, I imagine that she
will call me within hours.

Because I think she
knows who Scorpio is.

Besides, I think she will tell me.

Mr. Templar, you must see that I cannot
can't participate in your activities.

But I wouldn't have to take any chances.

As you said yourself,

I am interested in following the law.

Now look,

Suppose we give Simon hours.

If he fails, fine,
then I'll go to the police.

That's fine.

- I'll wait until I hear from you.
- Great.

And don't think too badly of me.

If no human being did
something illegal or stupid

I would starve to death, wouldn't I?

Yes, thank you for being so understanding.

We are in trouble.

Santo is all over his girlfriend.

We will have to take care of her.

Here are my little friends.

Eat well.

- Totally horrible.
- Why?

I don't know.
They give me the creeps.

Oh, they are like you,
Eddy, greedy and cruel.

They grab what they can,
k*ll and tear it to pieces.

Just close the box, okay?

They obey the laws of nature.

- That is the secret of power.
- What?

I mean that man is an animal and it is natural
it is natural that he behaves like one.

To deny the animal in us
weakens us, makes us poorer.

Do Scorpions Really k*ll?

Most could not, but these can.

They are certainly deadly K*llers.

If I were stung, what would happen?

I would die in three minutes.

- Let's talk about something else.
- Yes.

Like Patsy Butler.

What exactly does it mean to you?

She is attractive, nothing more.

She satisfies her animal instincts
instincts.

She is a thr*at, Eddy.

What do you mean?

We have to stop her from talking.

- All right, I'll take care of her.
- Good.

Keep doing what I say and
you will end up being a very rich man.

I am counting on it.

Come in.

Hello, love.

He arrived early.

I look forward to it, dear.

I wanted to see you.

About what?

Do I need a reason?

Hey, you're shaking.

- I must have a cold.
- Oh, what a pity.

That guy who picked us up
at the office last night.

What about him?

Have you seen him again, love?

Are you kidding?

I thought maybe I had.

I haven't left this room all day.

He hasn't been here, has he?

I know that Birdie said that he got
his address from Sam at the club.

Well, of course he didn't come.

- Are you going somewhere, dear?
- No.

So why pack?

I didn't.

You know Patsy, a man has to
to be cruel in this world,

obey the laws of nature.

That is the secret of power.

Man is an animal, did you know that?

Well, you have to know, you see.

Oh, you are very beautiful.

No!

Betty, call an ambulance.

Miss Butler fell down the stairs.

But what makes you so sure that
sure that Patsy will call?

She is scared.

Blackmail is one thing.

The m*rder is a little
more than she expected.

After you.

I convinced her that her
boyfriend k*lled Long Harry.

Christmas has come early this year.
I'll wait.

No, but I'm sure
Patsy will call tonight and it is

a call that I don't want to trust
to my answering service.

I ask what that is.

Therefore, it is my job to take care of the phone
while I am in the Bird's Nest.

That's right.

Something has to pay off tonight.

My hours
ends at a.m.

Simon?

Do you think Mr. Deverest made a mistake?

Who am I to judge?

I think it was a conflict between
public service and private gain.

Oh, that's funny.

- What is it?
- There is no card.

Nothing.

It is beautiful.

Yes, but whose is it?

Probably a discreet woman.

See if the card
is on the inside.

Simon!

Don't move.

I'm going to faint.

Don't you dare.

Just stand firm.

Calm down.

Nurse, please.

Miss Butler, you mustn't get upset.

Take this.

That's a good girl.

Nurse,

This is terribly urgent.

Simon Templar, Regent .
I must see him!

The doctor said no visitors, my dear.

Will you stop playing around
and do what I say?

Regent , Simon Templar.

Get it, I need to see it right away!

Okay, Miss Butler, that's fine.

Here, let me pour you another drink.

Scorpio delivered this afternoon.

Tonight you will receive it back.

- Are you okay?
- Yes.

Now, if Patsy calls, I'll be at the
Bird's Nest. Do you have the number?

- Are you sure you're okay?
- Yes, I'm fine, go.

Hello?

Hello, may I speak to
Mr. Simon Templar?

I'm afraid he's not here at the moment, but
moment, but I can give a

I am speaking for Miss Patsy Butler.

- She had an accident.
- Accident?

Yes, he is in St. Margaret's hospital.

- Which hospital?
- St. Margaret's, Paddington.

Well, tell her I'll be there
there right away, thank you.

- Good evening.
- Good night.

Is Patsy Butler around?

No, it is too early.

She comes every night, doesn't she?

Of course, of course.

Well, I'll wait.
Make it a long beer, will you?

Right, sir.

For some time today

I thought I was going to die.

- But it will be fine.
- Yes.

My dancing days are over.

I am sorry.

Yes,

I am also sorry, for many things.

Especially since I got involved
involved with a pig like Eddy.

He works for a man
called The Scorpion.

Do you know his real name?

No.

But his phone number
is Parkside .

Mr. Templar can trace the address.

Thank you.

I have to go now.

And if he can put
Eddy into the bargain,

- I would be doing me a favor.
- I will tell him.

- Good luck.
- Of course.

Mr. Garniman!

- Have you seen Miss Butler?
- Yes.

We heard about the accident.

Mr. Deverest thought
she would tell us something.

Yes, I talked to her.

She gave me Scorpio's
phone number.

Excellent.

We should take him to the police immediately.

Oh, I promised Simon that I would report back to him.

Where is he?

In a club called the Bird's Nest.

I'll take you there.

Will you be driving Miss Bates?

And please do exactly
as I told you.

Can't you read?
It says private on that door.

- So everybody keeps telling me.
- So get out!

Birdie, I suggest you start singing.

This will make things
much easier for you.

Now listen,

If you don't get out, I'll call the police.

Where is Patsy tonight?

I told you once.

The girls here come and go as they please.
come as they please.

- I don't know where she is.
- It's okay.

And the one with the leather jacket, Eddy.
Where is he?

Here.

Speak of the devil.

It has caused us a lot of problems lately.
problems lately.

Karen Bates too.

We got her

- and you are next on the list.
- Eddy, no!

Shut up.

But there are witnesses out there.

- Get out of the way, Grandpa.
- Do as he says.

Police?
Yes, it's from the Bird's Nest.

It is a fight.

Where is Karen?

Speak up, Eddy, or I'll k*ll you.

Maple Road.

Who is Scorpio?

Garniman.

This way.

Here, official.

He will be fine.

Front door, quick.

Eddy is back.

He is treating Mr. Templar.

That leaves us with you, Miss Bates.

Now what was I saying?

Ah yes,

The story of the scorpion is very flexible.

The prick consists of a
needle in the spine,

and the vesicle that contains
the poison glands.

Most species
are relatively harmless.

These are deadly.

Were you successful, Eddy?

Good.

We have a visitor,
come here where I can see you.

Simon!

The police caught Eddy.

Whatever he doesn't tell them,
Patsy Butler will.

It's quite an operation, Garniman.

As a lawyer, he uses his knowledge
of people's affairs to blackmail them.

It's all over now.

You will be accused of
extortion and m*rder.

Somehow, Mr. Templar,

I doubt he will be accused of anything.

Simon, stop him!

It's too late, Miss Bates.

They bite the moment
when they are disturbed.

Legend has it, Mr. Templar, that

when faced with a desperate situation
situation, they commit su1c1de.

I have always admired them for that.

- Simon, can't we do anything?
- No.

Yes, Mr. Templar, you can.

You can put the g*n down and
listen to what I have to say.

I won't be able to repeat it.

Because in three
minutes I will be dead.

He admitted everything.

A network of blackmail was spreading
by his clients.

He gave me his letter.

I was dead before Teal arrived.

It is absolutely amazing.

Did you know that I trusted
in Garniman completely?

Like many other people.

In fact, I sold all my
my Kimba Holling shares.

So that leaves me
completely free now.

It's all over.

Yes, thanks to Simon, it's all over.