06x05 - Cry Terror

[bunniefuu]

(brassy music)

(traffic bustling)

(suspenseful music)

- Busby!

Busby!

I'm out.

Charlie's back.

Eat me porridge, done me
time like a good little boy.

And now I'm as free as a bird.

Come on, come on, you old drunk,

you heard me.

Charlie's home and
Charlie's rich

and now you and me is
gonna have ourselves

the time of our lives, gov.

(dramatic music)

- Hello, Charles.

- What's this?

Amateur night?

- Welcome back.

- You k*lled him?

- He was going to warn you,
Charles.

- Yes, he would.

Silly old...

- Oh, perhaps Tosher struck him

a little too forcibly.

- Yeah, well we've all
got our little faults,

haven't we, eh?

- What do you want?

- Oh, come along, Charles.

You know what we want.

Charlie's home and
Charlie's rich.

- Yeah, well there's
gotta be a drink

around here somewhere.

- Oh, that's normal.

Freddie?

Yeah, that's natural, chap
just does 10 years in jail.

Entitled to a drink, yeah?

It'll ease your throat, Charles,

before you talk to us.

(drink pouring)

- Ice and lemon?

- Perhaps we can do
some business.

You tell us where the money is

and who knows?

(bird singing)

- Ooh!

(table crashing)

(Tosher grunting)

(glass shattering)

(thrilling music)

- Tosher!

(bottles crashing)

- Nothing?

- Nothing.

(whistles)

(thrilling music)

(car speeding)

(bird singing)

(dramatic music)

(thrilling music)

- Bob was working at
this company in New York,

I was telling you about,
remember?

Well, making good money,
but not getting anywhere,

know what I mean?

Anyway, we both decided
we would save

every single cent for a year

and then we'd take off
and do Europe.

And that's what we're
doing right now.

Oh, hello, Sal.

Uh, this is my friend, Sally.

- Hello.

- We've only been a
week so far in England,

but we love it, don't we, Sal?

- Mm-hmm.

- But Rome was fun, too,
you know?

And Germany, have you
ever been to Germany?

And France, oh, the
food in France,

it's just marvelous, you know?

Oh, sorry.

Where did we go after France,
Sal?

- Uh, Switzerland.

- Oh, yes. (laughs)

- Do you know I
imagine I must be

the only girl that ever
went to Switzerland

outside the skiing season
and broke her ankle.

Tripped on the hotel steps.

- (laughs) Well, at least your
travel insurance paid off.

- (laughs) Are you ready?

- I think so, am I?

- [Stylist] Yes, just about.

- Oh, oh, that's lovely,
isn't it, Sal?

- Mm, terrific.

Now, shall we make a move?

- Oh, yes, sure.

- Leave it for a couple of hours

before you comb it out
and for goodness' sake,

don't get it wet.

- Okay, thanks very much.

Um, here, this is for you.

Thank you.

Uh, have you paid the
hotel bill, Sal?

- Mm, it's settled.

And I've had them load
the luggage into the car.

- Oh, great.

Oh, I forgot my camera!

- Mm-mm!

- Oh, thanks.

I just want to pick up
a couple of cards, okay?

(motor revs)

(door shuts)

(tires screeching)

And uh, one for Terry.

Oh, don't you think that's
cute for Terry?

(Sally laughs)

Oh, and one for Aunt Emily.

Ah, let's see now.

Oh yeah, that'll be okay.

That's it.

- Have you finished?

Have you really finished?

- Sure, what are we waiting for?

(Sally laughs)

Hey, Sally, you're
doing it again.

You know the doctor
said use the stick

in the other hand.

- [Sally] I know, but
it's easier this way.

- Yeah, but take pains.

(trunk shuts)

(motor revs)

(mysterious music)

Hairdressers were telling
me of this old church here.

Have a look in your book
there, will you, Sally?

Might be that one, you know.

I don't know, what's it called?

Did you catch the
name of it there?

I think it was called the
Holy Cross or something.

Anyway, there must be lots
of these old churches here.

You better have a look
and see if it's that one.

That's really England,
now that is...

(whimsical music)

- [Man] You may have
chipped a bone.

A hairline fracture, even.

- [Charlie] Yeah, well,
just fix it

so it don't hurt so much, eh?

- If I had an x-ray I
could check.

But they took my equipment away

along with my right to practice,

my brass plate, and my
self respect.

- My heart bleeds for you, Doc.

- And now they've even
taken my driving license.

- Yeah, well, I can't say
I'm exactly surprised.

But you've still got a motor,
haven't you?

- No, I was forced to sell it.

Reduced circumstances.

What's it matter?

You've got one outside.

- It's hot.

Or it soon will be.

- Hot?

Well, get it away from here.

- Don't worry, it's
out of sight.

And I don't have far to go.

- You'd better try your leg.

- Yeah.

Well, it's better.

Still hurts like hell,
but it is better.

- A snifter?

- No, no, no, no, no.

- If I still had a car,

I suppose you'd have taken
it, would you, Charlie?

- Borrowed it, Doc.

On account.

Like this.

I'm afraid you'll have
to wait for your money.

- Oh, I've waited before

and I trust you, Charlie.

- You're all right, Doc.

Only trouble is you
drink too much.

Always did.

You and Busby.

- Busby?

Have you seen him?

How is the old soak?

- He's dead.

- Dead?

- Gadder's boys.

- You better go, Charlie,
I don't wanna get

mixed up with Gadder,
you better go.

- Don't worry, Doc, I
was just going anyway.

Well, thanks for everything

and as soon as I can,
I'll send you your money.

And a bonus.

- Well, whenever you can,
Charlie.

- Is there a back way
out of here?

- Yes, it's through there,
but...

(suspenseful music)

- Freddie, that motor.

Around the back.

Tosher.

(can clattering)

(jostling doorknob)

(door crashing open)

(Doc starts)

- Yes, well, Tosher, I expect
you'd better case the joint.

Well, now, Doctor.

How long has he been gone?

- Who?

- Oh, come off it.

Your patient.

He was hurt.

He must have been hurt.

How long gone?

- Well, you just missed him.

- Oh, how very remiss of me.

(dramatic music)

- I didn't know he was
against you, Mr. Gadder.

If I'd known I'd've
turned him away,

I wouldn't have let him--

- I bet you wouldn't.

How badly was he hurt?

- Oh, his shin, it could
be a fracture.

- But he's mobile?

- Yeah.

- There's no sign of him.

- He's mobile.

All right, Freddie, get Tosher.

- Oi, Tosher!

- What'd you talk about?

- Oh, this and that.

Old times, you know.

- No, I don't know, Doctor.

You tell me.

- Well, he didn't say anything.

Oh!

- Physician heal thyself.
(cracking knuckles)

You any good at broken bones,
Doctor?

- [Doc] He didn't say anything.

Nothing at all.

- Not even where he was heading?

- No, he said it wasn't far.

- Not far?

- "I haven't got far to go,"
he said.

That's all he said.

I swear to you,
that's all he said.

- May we use your telephone,
Doctor?

- Yes, it's there.

- Freddie.

Big Tom, Lila, Scotch Percy.

Anybody at all who knew Charles

in prison or out of it.

I want to know what brings him

schlepping all the way out here.

Must have been for
more than your

healing hand, eh, Doctor?

(sniffs) Oh.

By the way, you wouldn't
be holding out on me,

would you?

- No, I--

- No, 'course you wouldn't.

(vehicle approaching)

- [Tracy] Oh, look, isn't
this beautiful here?

It's lovely.

Maybe we're just lucky.

Maybe they knew we were coming.
(giggles)

We're saved!

A gas station at last. (laughs)

Thought we were never
gonna see one again.

We're running out here, rapidly.

(car horn honks)

(easy listening music playing)

Well, they don't seem exactly
keen for our custom, do they?

Come on, someone, ah!

(door shuts)

- Yes, miss?

- Oh, fill her up, would you,
please?

- Yeah.

- And check the oil?

Hey, do you want to come in?

- No.

- Okay.

Oh, excuse me.

Do you have a ladies
powder room here?

- Yeah, through there.

- My, that looks good.

- Oh, I can cook you
some if you want.

- Oh, I want.

It's just a question
of persuading my friend

she wants, too.

Shouldn't be too difficult.

We both skipped
breakfast this morning.

I'll be right back.

- Okay.

- Hey, Sally.

Want some breakfast?

They got a really good
one in there.

- Fine, sure.

- Right then, you want eggs,
bacon,

the whole works, eh?

- The whole works.

(telephone rings)

We might as well, Sally.

- Hello?

Yeah, he's here, who wants him?

Okay, just a moment.

Sammy!

It's the phone.

(Sally and Tracy
chatting quietly)

Okay, he'll be along.

Someone for you.

Wouldn't give his name.

- Yeah?

Where are ya?

We've just a few customers.

Well, yeah of course.

Yeah, but when?

When are you coming?

- [Woman] Who was it?

- Oh, it's a bloke rung
up for me to tow his car.

Hung up.

- Dirty books.

And you an ex-doctor, Doctor.
(tuts)

- Er, they're medical.

- Oh, that makes it all right,
does it?

You say what you like as
long as you say it in Latin.

All perfectly respectable.

Yuck!

How long have you been
living round here?

- Oh, nine years, ten.

- Must know the area
pretty well, then.

- Yes.

- So?

Well, who lives round
here that we might know

or that Charles might know?

Except your dear self,
of course.

- (stammering) I don't know.

- You don't know or
you're not telling?

- Well, they're just
ordinary people round here,

farmers, ordinary people.

- Then why would
Charlie come running

all the way out here?

After all, there are plenty
of fallen doctors around.

So why all the way out here?

(telephone rings)

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Right.

Nothing.

(Gadder slams table)

- Dirty books.

(tense music)

- You know, we're gonna get fat.

- Uh-huh, and lose
our waistlines

and spread across the beam

and no man will look at us

and we'll die
childless spinsters.

- Oh!

- Live for the moment, Sal.

And these eggs.

- Mm.

- More coffee?

- No, thanks.

Uh, just a couple of
those cookies.

- [Sally] They're biscuits,
Tracy.

Biscuits, just one, thank you.

- You can play havoc with
your waistline if you want.

- Okay, just one.

- You going far?

- Yeah, we want to
see the castle.

- Oh, and uh, the Norman Church,

the sculpted gardens,
and the town.

- Well, you better hurry
before the rain starts.

- Rain?

But it's a fine day.

- You're in England now,
my love.

Rain's forecast.

- [Tracy] Oh.

- [Sammy] You finished?

- Uh, yeah, thanks.
- Guess so.

- [Tracy] Oh, what a big he-man.

- Yes?

- I'm looking for work.

- There's none here.

- Anything, wash dishes,
anything.

- I've got all the help I need,
thank you.

- I'm handy with cars, too.

- Look, are you deaf
or something?

I've just told you--
- All right, so you got...

Could use a cup of coffee,
though.

- Come on, get out.

- Oh, come on, Sammy.

One cup of coffee.

- [Man] Yeah.

(coffee pouring)

- What do you think
you're playing at?

- Look, there've been times when

you could have used a cup
of coffee, too.

- Ta.

I'll work for it.

- I told you, there
isn't any work.

- Could we have the check,
please?

- Yeah, sure.

Um, that's 98 pence.

- Thanks, that was great.

- Yeah, if you ever pass
in again, pop in.

We're always open, 24
hour service.

- Okay.

I'll start the car.

- That's fine, goodbye.

- Your change, love.

- Would you give him some
breakfast, too, please?

- Ta.

- It's your lucky day, mate.

(dramatic music)

(car speeding off)

- [Tracy] Hey, look
at that canal!

Oh, isn't this a cute
little bridge, Sal?

- [Sally] Mm, really is.

- [Tracy] It's a bit
narrow, though, isn't it?

Think I'm gonna make it?

- [Sally] Yeah, there we are.

- [Tracy] Now, is it
straight on or left?

- [Sally] Straight on.

- Okay.

(birds singing)

(car door shutting)

(engine starting)

(vehicle approaching)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Well, why here?

- Because I'm not in the
mood for changing a wheel.

And this is a farm and
where there's a farm,

there's usually men.

And my waistline's
not gone so far

I can't persuade a
man to help me.

(car door shuts)

And at least if there's
no one around,

I can change it myself
and not get my hair wet.

That man said rain was forecast.

- Well, looks pretty
sunny to me.

- Yeah.

Oh, well.

I'll see you.

- Oh!

(telephone rings)

- [Freddie] Yeah?

- Hello.

Yes.

Are you certain?

Yes, all right, Lila, but
you'd better be certain.

Well, well, well.

I'm afraid I've got some
bad news for you, Doctor.

- Oh, what?

- We are going to deprive
you of our company.

(Doc laughs)

But remember we just
might pop back.

So while we're away, you're
just going to sit there

and you're not going to
answer the phone,

you're not going to answer
the front door,

you're not going to
talk to anybody at all,

do you understand?

Now, sit there and get
a little more

drunk than usual, eh?

(Doc gurgles)

Read a dirty book,
why don't you?

- Oh, don't bother, Freddie.

Never know, poor chap
might need a doctor.

(dramatic music)

- Hello?

Anyone there?

Ah!
(fluttering)

Hello?

Anybody there?

- So, your waistline
finally let you down.

- There's no one there.

The place is derelict.

It's creepy.

And there are rats.

- Oh, come on.

- Oh, well.

- I'll give you a hand.

- Thanks.

(Tracy coughs)

Oh, no!

- What is it?

- Oh, wouldn't you just know it?

- [Sally] What?

- There's no spare.

- (sighs) I don't believe it.

- Honestly, that hire company.

- If you hadn't
pulled off the road

we might have hailed some help.

Now what?

- Well, I don't know.

- That crummy old gas station,

that's more than a mile back.

- Yeah, well you're never
gonna make that

with your leg.

- No.

- Well, I suppose I'll
have to go alone.

Are you gonna be all
right here by yourself?

- Sure, I'll be fine.

- [Tracy] Okay.

(trunk slams shut)

(Sally exhales)

- Have fun.

- You never know.

I might even manage to
hitch a lift.

- If not it'll be very
good for your ego.

(Tracy chuckles)

(Sally laughs)

(birds singing)

(static buzzing)

(dramatic music)

(easy listening music playing)

(footsteps approaching)

(bell ringing)

- Sammy, bell!

Sammy?

Sammy, did you get the--

(radio volume increases)

(rustling)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- Tracy?

(suspenseful music)

(Doc breathing heavily)

(clattering)

- Yeah, it's stolen, all right.

Let's go and see what old
Kemp knows about this.

- Yeah, all right.

(knocking)

Front door's wide open.

Here, look.

The lock's been busted.

Come on.

- What, is he dead?

(Doc snorts)

- All right, Doctor, wake up.

(Doc moaning)

- Oh, what's the matter?

- Stolen car outside,
that's what's the matter.

(Doc mutters)

Take a look upstairs.

Come on, Doctor, wake up.

Stolen car outside, somebody
beat your door down.

What's been happening here?

- Sleep, I wanna sleep.

- Doctor.

- Hmm.

- Kemp!

- Tell Charlie I'm not home.

- Charlie?

Charlie who?

- Well, Draper, of course.

Charlie Draper.

- What about Charlie Draper?

- He finished his time today.

Good old Charlie.

He's a real friend.

Who's he come to see
first of all?

- No one about.

The place has been given
a good going over, though.

- Draper.
- Eh?

- He's been talking about
him, Charlie Draper.

- Well, that's a
common enough name,

must be dozens of 'em.

- You stay here with him.

Now, don't touch anything.

I'll radio in.

- Come on, you.

(Doc snorts)

- Yeah.

- [Dispatcher] It was
stolen from outside

the Bull Hotel at Bullington.

- Yeah.

- [Dispatcher] That's
about 30 miles

from where it was found.

- Okay, got it.

(bird singing)

- (chuckles) Pity he
didn't train you to talk,

you might have said
something interesting.

Or is it only budgies who talk?

Budgies, parrots, informers.

I don't mind who, but
nobody's talking on this one.

- Except you to yourself.

First sign of insanity.

- You like being a sergeant,
do you, eh?

You plan to stay that way
your whole life?

- You wouldn't do that.

You're renowned for your
pleasing and forgiving nature.

Besides, I bring glad tidings.

- Yeah?

- The Dorchester Police.

- Dorchester?

- Yeah, Dorchester, from
the county of Dorset,

where there's cows and
sheep and open spaces,

nothing ever happens.

Except a struck off
alcoholic doctor

knows your friend
Charlie Draper.

- Go on.

- Claims to have been
visited by him this morning.

Spoke out of the depths
of a drunken stupor.

- Did he mention anyone else?

- Nah.

There are one or two
interesting sidelines.

There's a stolen car abandoned
outside the doctor's house.

Front door broken in.

Traces of an injured person.

Signs that somebody searched
the place from top to bottom.

- Hmm.

Dorchester, eh?

It's a long way.

- Well, they say
Charlie's always been

light of foot and
long in breath.

- Not that light of foot,

not if he jumped
through that window.

Ooh.

We'll go down there.

Meanwhile, get back to
the local force,

have them start a search.

If they find Charlie,
pull him in.

- On what grounds, super?

We don't have
anything against him.

- Suspicion of m*rder, Busby.

- I thought you told
me Busby was

Charlie's best friend.

Charlie didn't k*ll him.

- I know that, Sergeant.

(Doc gurgling)

- What you been drinking,
fertilizer?

- Right, you're to stay
here with him.

Some top brass from
London on the way down.

- Here, what about you?

- Look after him.

London thinks he's important.

- Important.

(dramatic music)

- Tracy?

(easy listening music
playing loudly)

Hello?

Hello?

Anyone there?

Hello?

Hello?

(door shuts)

Oh!

- I was working out back.

Can I help you?

- Tracy, my friend, the
girl who was with me.

- Yeah?

- Well, we had a flat and she
started to come back here.

Where is she?

- I don't know.

- You haven't seen her?

But that was hours ago.

- Well, she didn't come here.

- But she must have.

- Well, maybe we were closed.

- But you're never closed,
you told us.

- No, I mean, maybe she
thought we were closed.

Well, she came in like you did,

I was working out back,

she couldn't get
anyone to answer,

so she gets a lift
back into town.

- Hitch?

No, she wouldn't have done that.

She would've, er, called
a cab, used the phone.

- No, no, no the phone's
been out all day.

You see?

(bell rings)

(door shuts)

They must have reconnected.

- Yes.

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna call the police.

- No.

- Oh, don't you think I should?

Would you stop!

- You don't know what
you're doing!

- Stop that!

- Now, listen, will you stop it,
will ya?

- Leave me alone!

- Oh!

- [Sally] Tracy.

- Sally, you mustn't
call the police,

you can't call the police.

- What is it?

What has happened?

- I did my best, Mr. Gadder,
you heard me.

I did what I could.

- She's just too pushy.

I can't stand a pushy woman.

Unless, of course, it's
two pushy women.

Look at me.

Are you pushy?

(clatters)

- [Tracy] Oh, no, please
don't hurt her!

Oh, Sally, just do as they say

and they won't hurt us.

Just do as they say.

- Listen, do you understand?

If you don't play along,

he's gonna k*ll my wife.

(dramatic music)

(Doc snoring)

- Not far away.

Not far at all.

- Yeah, what was that?

What'd you say?

- We'll all be rich one day.

Rich.

Unless Gadder gets there first.

- Gadder?

(owl hooting)

- That's better.

And a cup for them, too.

All nice and normal.

Nothing to frighten him away.

It's getting dark.

He'd wait for the dark, Charles.

- You don't know he's coming.

- Are you teaching me my
business, Sammy?

- No, of course not.

I'm just...
(clattering)

- Just don't.

That's right, nice and normal.

He'll be here.

He'd better be.

Or I might lose my temper.

(bell rings)

Just remember we'll be
watching and listening.

Won't you, Tosher?

- (whispering) If only I
could create a diversion,

you could run for the door and--

- Sally, it is no good.

They're holding his wife
and they mean it.

- And so do I.

Play along and we might
just all of us

get out of this in one piece.

But you do anything,
try anything

that puts Carrie on the block

and so help me, I'll
k*ll you meself.

(vehicle approaching)

- It's the police.

Now, you get rid of 'em, Sammy.

And quick.

Hey, you two be very good, eh?

And you keep your eyes
on that table.

Right?

(dramatic music)

(bell ringing)

- Evening, Sammy.

- I've had enough of
this, these stolen cars.

I told you, I'm careful.

- No, not this time.

Close in here.

- Yeah.

- Wouldn't be a cup of
coffee going spare?

- Oh, yes, sure.

Ah, you're out of luck.

The urn's empty, I'll boil
some more up if you like.

- No, no, don't bother.

You seen many people today?

- See for yourself.

Only customers all day.

I'm thinking of selling
out to an undertakers.

Right good move, this.

- Nobody else?

Like a man on his own?

- [Sammy] No.

- All right, then, Sammy.

Be seeing you.

Say hello to Carrie for me.

- [Sammy] Yeah.
(bell ringing)

- Ah, sorry, officer.

Was quite lucky
further up the road.

Did a few hours on a job,

made a bit of money,
mending his tractor.

Pay me own way now.

If you're still cooking, I'll
have four eggs on a tray, ta.

Oh, you came back.

Pay you back for breakfast now,
will ya?

- It's okay.

- No, when I can pay I like to,
come on--

- Really, it's nothing.

- Oh, come on, I insist.

- Really.
- You heard the lady.

She said no thank you.

- [Man] Lotsa bread and
lotsa butter.

- What's your name?

You.

- Why?

Want to send me a
Christmas card?

- I want your name.

- Farrow.

- Just Farrow?

- No, Farrow F. Farrow.

My father had no imagination.
(chuckles)

- [Cop] So you're on the
road and got yourself a job?

- [Farrow] That's right.

- [Cop] Where?

Who with?

- Just a farmer up the road.

I didn't ask his name, he
didn't ask mine.

Problem is I'm not
the nosy type.

- Did he own a good watch?

- Eh?

- A good, expensive watch
like this one?

- [Farrow] That's mine.

- [Cop] Is it?

- Can you prove otherwise?

- [Cop] Doesn't seem to match
the rest of your clothes.

- [Farrow] So charge me.

- Not now.

But if I find out a watch
like that's been stolen,

I'll know you, won't I, Farrow?

Farrow F. Farrow.

Goodnight, Sammy.

- Yeah, see ya.

(bell rings faintly)

- Hmm.

Now then, what about that grub?

- Um, didn't I hear you
say the kitchen was closed?

- Yes, yeah.

Uh, the wife's sick.

- Well, all right, I'll
settle for a couple of those.

- Uh, I don't think he
wants your type in here.

- Well, it didn't bother
him this morning

when I was paying
with their money.

- Well, it bothers him now.

- Is he telling me or you?

- (chuckles) What I do mate,
you'll see.

- [Farrow] Okay.

Okay.

- Why don't you just go?

Can't you see you're
not wanted here?

Just go.

- Now, come on, darling.

Don't you start
getting insulting.

I'd like to oblige you, but this

oversized ape here is
pushing me around

and I don't like being--

(grunting)

- No!

(kick landing)

(crashing)

- Don't do that.

It's not Charles.

Thank you.

Tosher's, I think.

Getting to be quite a party.

- [Super] How long
has he been out?

- [Cop] Since we got here, sir.

Couple of hours.

- [Super] He said
nothing at all, eh?

- [Cop] Nothing that
made any sense.

(slaps face)

(Doc snoring)

- Try me.

Try me.

- Well, he said something
about not far.

- Hmm.

- And about being rich.

- Rich?

- Yeah.

We'll all be rich one
day, something like that.

- Mm, anything else?

- Just a name, Gadder.

- Hmm?

- Gadder.

- Gadder?

- Yeah, that's right.

- Well, come on, do you
want a request in writing?

What did he say?

- Well, I think it was er...

Unless Gadder gets here first.

- (quietly) Unless Gadder
gets here first.

- [Cop] Is it important, sir?

- (laughs) Important?

Is it important, Turner?

- I'll tell you laddie.

If anyone wants to push
you in a pit of snakes

or lock you in a room
with Gadder,

you choose the snake
pit every time.

(dog barking nearby)

- I'm not allowed to mark
you till after.

But I won't forget.

That's a promise.

Soon as it is over.

Sit down, you two.

Come on, sit down.

- As soon as it's over.

Well, that's what he said,
"As soon as it's over."

As soon as what's over?

What are we waiting for?

- We're waiting for Charlie.

- Charlie Draper?

Your brother?

(dogs barking)

(suspenseful music)

(Farrow tapping can)

- Do you mind?

- Oh, sorry.

- What did he do?

Your brother?

They're going through a
lot of trouble

to set him up, what did he do?

- He did his time.

10 years.

- Oh, there's got to be
more to it than that.

- Oh, yeah.

275 grand more.

Charlie specialized in banks.

Big banks.

But they never found the money.

- Is the money here?

- Nobody knows where it is.

Or even if it exists.

- Your friend seemed
pretty sure.

- Who, Gadder?

He's a lunatic, do you think
he'd take no for an answer?

- Sammy.

Just remember that I
hear every word.

You don't want her chastised,
do you?

A pretty scene, nice and normal.

- Well, you know, your brother,

he's being set up.

- I don't know.

He's a sure boy, Charlie.

He's had us under wraps
all these years.

- So he may come along,
look round and go away.

- Yeah, he could, do.

- Where does that leave us?

And your wife?

- Tea up, gentlemen.

(Doc snoring)

- Total oblivion.

Oh, there are times that
I envy people like him.

- Snakes up the walls,
shakes in the morning?

- Dropping out.

No cares, no worries, no
responsibilities.

- Come on, that's what
we're paid for.

- We're paid to prevent crime
and apprehend criminals.

And here we are out on a limb,

trying to save one bad
boy from another bad boy.

Might be better for society
if we let them get together.

Let them have it off and
then scoop up the survivor.

- That's immoral.

- Yeah.

- Not a bad idea, just the same.

Except...

- [Super] Yeah?

- Well, from what I've
heard about Charlie,

he's hard, yeah, but only
to his own kind.

He was never violent to
the public or us.

One of the old school.

- We must arrange a meeting
for you two sometime.

A nice little get together,
talk over old times.

Mm.

He's a thief, Turner.

He's a crook.

A transgressor against
the law of the land.

- Yeah, but not a bad guy,
just the same.

You're worried about him.

- I'm worried about Gadder.

One of the new school.

The public, ask anybody
who gets in his way.

He'll cut 'em down like
scything wheat.

(dog barking nearby)

(Carrie moaning)

- Shut up.

Where is he?

What's keeping him?

- He'll be here.

(crashing)

(dog barking)

- (snaps) Sammy.

What was that noise?

Out the back?

- It was foxes.

- Foxes?

- Well, yeah, you're in
the country now,

you know, we get foxes,
rats, all kinds of vermin.

- Freddie, give me a sh**ter.

Check round the back.

(owl hooting)

Go out the front.

(bell ringing)

(suspenseful music)

(grunting)

- Do you know what I think?

(dramatic music)

- You know where this
leaves us, don't you?

- No, where?

- Well, don't you see?

We know his name, we
know who he is.

Did you think they're gonna
leave us around to tell--

(Gadder tuts)

(dog barking nearby)

(suspenseful music)

- No, sir.

I'm staying here until
we hear something more.

Well, I'm in this area,
it makes sense.

Draperies, too?

And Gadder?

Gadder, sir.

Yes, it is a new development.

I agree, sir, a nasty one.

All right, sir, I'll
keep you informed.

- They all right, Jeff?

- Having a cup of tea.

- Yes?

- Uh, Wilson, sir,
Constable Wilson.

- Oh, yeah, we can see
you're a constable.

Must be your uniform.

- [Turner] Detective
Superintendent Dexter,

I'm Sergeant Turner.

- What do you want?

- To report, sir.

- To report what?

- That there is nothing
to report, sir.

- Oh, that's very nice,
isn't it, Turner?

- Well, I've been all
around the area, sir,

all the people and
places I know.

Nothing unusual, sir.

- Oh, crime a bit slack
around here lately, is it?

No rapists or murderers
or suspicious looking

characters hanging about at all?

- Well, there was one, sir.

- Oh, yeah?

- Kind of a hippie type, sir.

- Oh, they're the very worst,
Constable.

They conceal Tommy g*ns
in their guitar cases.

And even the music they
listen to is criminal.

- Well, according to my
judgment, sir,

he was a suspicious type.

- Oh, wearing a mask, was he?

Carrying a kit of safe
breakers tools?

- No, sir.

He was wearing a watch
that was at variance

with the rest of his appearance.

- Oh, at variance, do
you hear that, Turner?

- Yes, sir.

His clothes were torn
and poor, sir, very poor,

but his watch was expensive.

Now, ordinarily, I would have
made further inquiries, sir.

But as we were after
bigger game,

I leant on him a little
bit and left it at that.

- What kind of a watch?

- It was a wristwatch, modern,

rectangular face, light
brown background,

modern numerals, and
the strap and the case

appeared to be gold.

- [Turner] Yeah, it was.

- Well, I couldn't say for
certain it was.

- Farrow.

- What makes you
think it was him?

- Ah, it can't be anyone else.

That watch is like
his signature.

- Farrow?

Yeah, he said that was his name.

- Where did you see this hippie?

- Oh, just down the road,
sir, at Sammy's place, sir.

That's a filling station
c*m snack bar, sir.

- Anyone else there?

- Two or three other customers,
sir,

seemed to be respectable
kind of people.

- Your car outside?

- Yes, sir.

- Right, let's go and have a
look at this place, Turner.

- Farrow's one of our boys,
undercover.

He's been on Charlie's tail
ever since he left prison.

- Here, do you know how to
keep an eye on sleeping beauty?

- Oh, I think I can manage that,
sir.

(Doc snoring)

(tense music)

- Tosher!

Freddie!

Tosher!

- [Farrow] (laughs) This
is a laugh, isn't it?

You were supposed to
be setting Charlie up.

Who's the sitting duck now?

- Oh, shut up.

- [Farrow] Charlie's
calling the tune now.

- I said shut up.

Sammy.

Sammy.

Come here.

Come here.

Come on.

Turn round.

(tense music)

(clattering)

Charlie?

Do you hear me?

I've got Sammy.

Do you hear me, Charles?

(sirens approaching)

- I hear you, Gadder,
keep it very still.

(g*n fires)

(women screaming)

- [Sammy] Charlie!

(sirens blaring)

Charlie!

- (mutters) Sammy, boy.

I picked him up and left
you in the clear.

- Oh, you'll make it.

Can somebody get a doctor?

- Wilson.

- [Turner] I'll get him
in the car, come on then.

- [Wilson] All right,
ambulance coming over.

- [Farrow] Stay alert
over there, copper.

- Now, listen, Charlie.

Where'd you put the money, hmm?

Come on, Charlie, the money.

- You're not going to
believe this,

but I don't know where it is.

- Hmm?

- You see it was my brother,
here,

Sammy, what hid it.

He's the only one who
knows where it is.

Go on, Sam, tell the
nice gentleman.

Ain't gonna be no
more use to me.

- You hear him.

- It's about a mile away.

There's a...

There's a derelict farm.

It's got... (sobs)

It's got a big barn.

And it's up in the loft.

(Charlie laughs)

In a milk jug. (sniffles)

(dramatic music)