Hello
-Can I speak to Mr. James Nevill? Mr. James Nevill. This is Mr. James Nevill. How often do I have
to spell out my name? We just like to make sure. Mr. Nevill, you and Mr. McGowan
have an expedition now. Now, take care, Professor. Now, look here, Jim!
-Cyrus, you got my letters and cables? Of course, I got them. Well, what about it? -What about what? -Well, didn't you read them?
I was busy. What kind of talk, Cyrus?
What do you mean you were busy? I was busy.
I'm still busy. Look, don't give me that. Six months ago in Paris,
you and I shook hands on a deal. You told me to go ahead.
-So? What do you mean, so?
I did go ahead and I bought the option. I got tons of material waiting
and a dozen ports to be shipped. All of them I got on your assurances,
what will I do with the commitments? Oh, we'll talk about that some other time. Cyrus, you can't do this to me. Don't tell me what I can't do. Look, I got to have your answer now. Not now, Jim. Cyrus,
I'm in a jam, I'm in a big jam. I've got to know now. All right,
if you want my answer, it's no. Look, don't joke with me,
Cyrus, please, this is no time for jokes. Can't you understand plain English? It's no.
-Why are you dirty double-crossing... Don't you shout at me,
you young whippersnapper! I'm trying not to be told what
to do by you or anybody else. I am interested, and that's final!. Mr. Nevill, maybe if you flew out there
personally and saw him you could... He said no. All right, I'll tell him. You know they are waiting in there. Let them wait. Soon or later, you're going
to go to that board and face them. They've been waiting
most of the afternoon. Is it that bad, Mr. Nevill? You don't know how bad, Joan. What exactly do you mean by that? I mean exactly what I say, and I am going
to tell him precisely that to his face. For a man who
is so particular about good manners, don't you forget yours rather easily? Don't you talk to me like that. I haven't forgotten
how you got your position on the board. Now, wait a minute, Hyson. Sorry I kept you waiting, gentlemen. I know you're all anxious to find out
how our new project is progressing. Is it progressing at all? Or perhaps you'd like
a report every half hour. Hyson, I'm sorry,
I don't do business that way. That's the pity? The methods you've introduced maybe all right among
cutthroats and adventurers You better watch your...
-Not here in the City of London. Is this the opinion of the entire board? Certainly, it's not.
-No. Mr. Nevill, what can you tell us? I must ask your indulgence. You'll have to wait
for another 48 hours. What miracle do you think
you're going to work in that time? I can't tell you that now. I'm quite sure Mr. Nevill
has very good reasons for his reticence. I, for one,
have complete confidence in his judgment. Surely have I. Can we have Mr. Nevill's promise that he will inform us of
the developments at the first incident? You will be so informed. Well, that's good enough for me. Except for me.
-No. I have a good reason
to believe that there are... You know, Hyson,
you have my sympathy. It must be sheer torture for you
to pocket a double dividend twice a year. You must find it
disgraceful that Amalgamated Industries has grown from
a struggling little organization to one of the strongest
and most vigorous in the country. You have my deepest sympathy. It isn't a battle for profits,
It's a matter of principle. Now, may I once again have
the assurance of the majority of the board that I may postpone my full
and complete report for another 48 hours, Thursday afternoon, to be exact? By all means.
-Thank you, gentlemen. Do go on
with what you were going to say. Have you told Mrs. Nevill? Andrea?
Of course, not. Why not?
She's your wife. I love her. When you love someone like Andrea, you want to keep them away
from ugliness, not drag them in. Don't you understand, Joan? When you love someone,
you want to protect them, guard them, keep them safe. Safe. Get Paul Kirby on the phone. Kirby?
-Have him come to my house tonight. He's been trying
to reach you all week. You said you didn't want to see him. Tell him I just said before I do the wait. You haven't forgotten that
Mrs. Nevill is giving a party tonight. Party?
-Yes, she called up, and asked me to remind you. Party? Well, I need
some air, I'm going for a walk. Are you going home?
-I don't know. I'm sorry, Joan. For five years
you've stood my rudeness, my tempers, and my bad manners. Please bear with me a little longer. Andrea, come over
to the piano for a moment. Jack knows that new song
I was telling you about. Excuse me, Frank. Hem,
what a lovely dress, I'm furious. Thank you, Andrea. Well, Andrea, what
about tomorrow? I'm going dog racing. Why don't you come along?
-I don't think so, Ingham. Why
don't you like it? Not particularly,
besides, Jim has some plans for this week. Oh, no, your husband couldn't care. He's far too busy. But I do,
I'm a very domesticated woman. Oh, yes, with a very old fish. Well,
I find that rather difficult to believe. What are you trying to do?
Poison the poor girl's mind. No, well, I'm trying to impress her
with the opportunities that she's missing. Now, stop it you two,
or find it out among yourselves. Jim Nevill is a fool. His business competitors
don't share your opinion. Business? That's all he ever
thinks of, working until he drops. He never gives
thought to his lovely wife. He works hard enough, I'll give you that. He had a board meeting this afternoon,
I'd thought he'd never get away from it. You don't mean to tell me that
you're taking your directorship seriously I know what you think. That I was just elected
to the board because my father is a member of the impoverished aristocracy
and the name looks good on the note paper. You're wrong about Nevill, though. Do you think he cares? Cares?
About Andrea? He loves her so much,
it's sometimes rather embarrassing. Well. Well. I beg your pardon, madam,
there's a Mr. Kirby to see Mr. Nevill. Mr. Kirby?
-Yes. Andrea, my dear.
-Oh, this is a surprise. You look lovelier
every time I see you. Now, then, don't waste
your time on an old married woman. Did Jim tell you about my party?
-Not a word. That schoolmistress of a secretary of his
phoned and told me to come over here since he wants to see me. Is he around?
-No, he hasn't come home yet. Let me get you a drink. When Mr. Kirby arrives,
let me know immediately. He's already here, sir,
I'm afraid he's joined the party. Shall I tell Mrs. Nevill
you are here, sir? No. No, don't. But she did ask me to... Welcome, sir. Tell Mr. Kirby I'm in the study room
and I want to see him right away. Jim, good to see you. I've been trying to...
-Sit down, Paul. Right there where I can see you. Sit down. If you're still sore about that check,
-I'm sorry, I needed the money badly. It is about money, isn't it? Yes, it's about money. Well, it won't happen again, I promise. From now on,
I'm going to stay away from those nags. How would you like to make £500 cash plus another 500 to come later? Who would I have to murder for that? Just one man. I'm a bit out of practice, you know,
besides, this is a law-abiding country. You've done it before. Oh, I admit
in the old days, I was a bit wild, but you were
no choirboy yourself, you know. All those bars we wrecked? Is it a deal? You sound as if you really mean it.
-I mean it, all right. Listen, Paul, I'll try to explain. Not that you care
or that you possibly understand, but I'll try anyway. I'm finished.
-You? finished? You know I've always been a gambler. Well, I've gambled
once too often and I've lost the biggest thing I've ever tried. A deal I've been planning
for years, blew up in my face today, because the man I relied on, the man I had
every reason to trust, let me down. So what? You've lost before
and started all over again. I've always envied you for it. Bouncing right back after the knockout. Well, there's no bouncing back this time. That's a great many people involved. People who are going to be hurt, people who trusted me. Sounds desperate.
Who is it I have to kill? Me. Oh, that's rich. You should be writing fairy tales,
not managing Amalgamated Industries, but you had me
worried there for a minute, Jimmy, boy, I thought
this was all true, oh, that's wonderful. Don't laugh at me. Don't you ever laugh at me. Listen, for the sake of the past, I've taken your sponging and your chiseling,
and your cheap little tricks. Now, you are going
to pay me back for some of that. You're mad. I don't mind my name
being dragged to the mud, but Andrea is going to be safe. I've got enough
insurance for that, at least with her, I'll have a clean balance sheet. You are mad.
-Get this through your thick skull. You're going to do it, and I mean it. I won't do it,
I can't do it, Jim, don't ask me. I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Surely, Jimmy, you can't mean it. We've been friends for so long. The things we've been
through together, don't you remember? I remember.
Maybe you've forgotten. Maybe you need a little reminding. Whatever Paul's forgotten,
you can remind him of it later. Jim, you really are the limit. Sneaking up behind my back,
not even letting me know you're home. Paul and I had some business to discuss. Business?
its always business I'm sick of it. Why don't you go
and get yourself a drink, Paul? Then perhaps
Mr. Nevill will do us the honor of attending his own party. Well, I was just going anyway. Now get into your
dinner jacket and quickly. Yes, Mrs. Nevill. I'm going to stay
right here until you change. Yes, Mrs. Nevill.
-Darling, do be reasonable. Sometimes I wonder if you
ever think of me when we're not together. Don't say that, don't ever say that. Sometimes in the middle
of the day, I get a sudden panic. Say what if
something's happened to Andrea. What if she isn't there?
What if she's disappeared? It's a moment,
but it's black and horrible. Jim, you're talking like
a silly boy, I'll be here all the time. If I had all the time in
the universe, it still wouldn't be enough. Jim, we must get back to our guests. Couldn't we forget
our guests, sneak out you and me alone. A fine thing that
would be, host and hostess deserting their own party. Now, if you want to
please me, be ready in five minutes. Jim, please hurry. I don't want to go home,
I want to see Eileen. Who?
-Eileen, my girl. Oh, let him go,
we're not nursemaids. Oh, we promised Andrea
we would take him home. If we didn't promise to tuck him in.
-I want to see Eileen. Well, I suppose we'd better. Now, stay there, will you? Hello, Paul.
Well, you took it a long time, I must say. You don't know the half of it.
-Did he give you any money? Money?
Parts of it he offered me. Make me rich, he said. Give a drink.
-You better not. Give me a drink.
I need one. Not here. I'll get you
a nice cup of coffee and serve you up. Great Mr. Nevill skunk,
treats me like dirt. Let's go.
-We said we'd see him home. This seems to be practically home to him. I think we've discharged our duty.
Come on, let's go. Let's go, Geoffrey. I'm too delicate
to stay in such a sole spot. Come on. Here.
Drink this. He's crazy,
kill me, Paul, he says. Kill me and you'll be rich. What? What good is money to a guy
with a rope around his neck? I'm not going to do it. Forget about Mr. Nevill.
I never liked him anyway. I'll show him. Let him do his own dirty business. Make me a murderer, would he? I'll show him he can't shove me around. Hello, Paul. How'd you get in here? Caretaker let me in. He did, did he?
Well, he can let you out again. No more drinking, Paul. Get out of here, Jim. I'm warning you, leave me alone. -Well.
I don't want any trouble with you, and I'm not going to do it. You have no choice. Look, if you're so anxious to die,
why don't you kill yourself? Jump under a bus or something?
-It's not as simple as that, Paul. The insurance companies
don't pay off on suicide. That's your business. What if I'm caught?
What if they catch me? They'll hang me, won't they? What could your money be then? Don't worry, Paul,
it'll all be arranged. You'll be able to prove
that you haven't been in London, that you've been in Ireland
on the medical care for the next ten days. You've got it all doped out, haven't you? You are flying to Dublin tomorrow? I'll arrange X-rays,
medical reports, witnesses' affidavits. You'll have an alibi, a cast iron alibi. That's what you say. It'll take 48 hours to do this
and to clean up my affairs, and after that, you'll go to work
any time within three days. Mr. Nevill, a great organiser. You make it so safe,
they'll give me a medal for doing it. You'll probably...
-Shut up! I don't know where
you'll do it or how you'll do it, but you're going to do it. No. If you don't, there's a good chance
that you will be hanged. How's that? You claimed self-defense when they tried you
for murdering Montevideo, and it was self-defense because I said so. The principal witness for your defense. Well, now I got the letters. The letters Madeline got from you. The letters her husband found
just before you killed him. What kind of a devil are you? Holding on to stuff like that
for all these years! Madeline sent it to me
just before she died. Only a few months ago. You fooled me, didn't you? You convinced me that you were innocent. You made me testify for you. Well, I'll have no hesitation
in using them now. I've given them to my lawyers
with instructions to send them to the Crown Prosecutor
if I'm still alive five days from now. You'll get them back if I'm dead. You'll also get another £500. Here's the down payment. If you want to
know the truth, I hate your guts. You'd probably be better off dead, but I'm not going to do it. You won't? No! Now, get out of here. Maybe that's the trouble, Paul. Maybe you just don't hate me enough. I hate you. I swear it. That's it, Paul. Now you're starting to show signs of life. That's it, Paul. Feel that hatred. You're doing fine. Work on that hate for a couple of days, and you will have
no trouble in killing me. No trouble at all. Jimmy? I tried to stay awake,
but you were so late. Mr. Nevill? Sir Rupert's been
on the phone about his appointment. Who?
-Sir Rupert. Forget Sir Rupert
and cancel all appointments. Yes. Joan, reserve a seat for me
on the first available plane for Dublin. Do I arrange
about your return passage as well? Yes,
I'll expect to be back Thursday morning. You haven't forgotten
about the board meeting, have you? I said I'll be back Thursday morning,
didn't I? Sorry. Are you going to look up
Consolidated people while you're there? Consolidated?
-Well, you said you thought they might take some of these
stockpiles off your hands. Yes, I will look up. Hello, Jim.
I see you're busy. I'll come back later. Peter, just a moment. I want you to do me a favour. You better phone
the airlines Joan, get that reservation. Yes, mister. What is it, Jim? I'm flying to Dublin
for a couple of days on urgent business, and I thought perhaps you might take care
of Andrea while I was gone. Well, I'd be delighted
if Andrea doesn't mind. Well, take her out, you know, Pete,
nightclubs, theatres, dancing, and sort of things that please her. Now, that's the kind of job I really like. Happy to be of service
to Amalgamated Industries. Thank you, Peter. Don't mention it, boss.
Have a good trip. Arriving is flight EI140 from Dublin. Hello, Joan. I didn't expect to see you here. I thought I'd save time,
did you have any luck? Luck?
-Did you manage to see Consolidated? You know how it is,
once the word gets around, the storm signals go up
and everybody's out of town. Your other business,
was that successful? Quite successful. Mr. Nevill,
you have a board meeting, remember? Yes, I know. It ought to make
a very interesting session. Now, you stay here, I'll drive. Is everything there?
-The complete file. What time is it now? Well, it's after 12:00, Mr. Nevill. McGowan's correspondence, is it all here? I copied every letter we sent
and every cable. Letters, cables, files. Why do I need all this junk for? To go in there and tell them
that their dynamic young president pulled the most
dynamic blunder of the century, probably ruin the firm. If you feel like that about it,
Mr. Nevill, you don't have to go in. I can go in and tell them. No, thank you, Joan, this is my party. I'm the principal guest. The time for hiding and bluffing is over. Besides, I wouldn't want
to deprive Hyson of his pleasures. He's been waiting
for this moment for a long time. Now, watch it now, Billy, don't crush it.
-Can I help you, sir? Hi. I'm looking for Jim Nevill.
I want to talk to that man. Give me your name,
I can ask his secretary. If I give you my name,
heck you know... What in the name of heaven do you think you're doing,
you clumsy idiot? Do you think I have come 6000 miles
to see you smatch it on this floor? I'll announce myself. Come on with me, you lunatic! Sorry young fella. I must say you're
a very difficult man to see. When I kept regular
office hours, anybody could walk in. That's a secret to be accessible. Well, aren't you going to say hello? Good manners never hurt anybody. How did you... When... I flew in from Mexico this morning. Put that down there, will you? Don't knock it against the woods. You know that fool of a pilot
lost the way and almost landed in Paris, and I want you to be the first
to see it even before the museum. Isn't it beautiful? Bill, he doesn't approve. Cyrus, is the deal on or off? Jim, Jim, don't get excited. Control yourself. Oh, you're nausing or shot to pieces. Look, I've got some pills
recommended by a doctor, Gaylord. They work wonders, Bill, you idiot! Tell me it's a deal on or off? It's on, but will you
take your hands off me? Oh, you stubborn, old mule? Temper, temper. You must take some of these pills. Hey, Bill, give him a couple, will you? No, don't worry,
I'll send you the prescription. Well, Jim, I must get down to the museum now. Cyrus, say it again, will you? Say what? That the deal is on. It's on,
how many times do I have to tell you? Look, you ring Perkins
I've already spoken to him. I've told him to back you to the limit. Well, young woman, did you ever see
anything as beautiful as this? -Come on, we're going for a walk, Cyrus.
What are you doing? Never mind.
-Bill, keep that. Gentlemen, I want you to meet
our new associate, Mr. Cyrus McGowan. Mr. McGowan is backing our project. He has been backing it
from the very beginning only up to now he was a little too shy
and letting me disclose it. Gentlemen, Mr. McGowan.
Cyrus, say something. All right. Your president has no manners, but I'm glad to be associated with him, and you're damn lucky to have him if only he would
control that temper of his. Good to see you.
Good to see you. Jim, that's wonderful. It's a great day. No, no, don't crowd him,
no, no, don't crowd him. Jim, don't forget those pills. They'll do you good. Calm you down. Come along, you idiot. Once again,
many congratulations, Jim. Thank you. Well, Hyson, you don't seem to be
as pleased as the others. I expect you want me to congratulate you, and I won't. To me, the ends still
don't justify the means. I distrust and loathe your methods. Well, you don't loathe them so much that
you wouldn't participate in the results. Gentleman, I suggest
the board meeting be adjourned and we meet next week
to discuss our new plan of campaign. Sure enough. Sorry, sir.
-That's all right. That's a cute hairdo, new, isn't it? No, Mr. Nevill, I've had it for a long.
You keep it, it's very becoming. Joan? Oh, Mr. Nevill!
-That old devil, Do you know why he came here?
-To tell you everything was fine, -I suppose.
No, that was part of it, he wanted to apologize in his own way, that cockeyed, cantankerous,
amazing, lovable old buzzard. Well, I'm so glad. Call Parker, the trust man,
I want to see him tomorrow, and get Wadsworth
about the contracts, tell him to go ahead, I want the papers
on my desk first thing Monday morning. -Right.
And flowers. I want lots of flowers
send them to Andrea. I want the whole house
covered with flowers. Joan, what would you like best
in the whole world? If you could buy anything,
what would you get? Well, I get...
-Whatever it is you get and send it to Mrs. Nevill. Yes, Mr. Nevill. Something else.
-Mm. I want you to...
-Jim. Come in, Pete.
-I come to congratulate you once more. Did you see Hyson's face? I thought he was going to have a face. Look old boy...
-Oh, just a minute. Joan, call Paul Kirby. Kirby?
-Yes, Kirby. Now, find him, this is important. Tell him the deal is off
and make it very clear the deal is off. Look, Jim, about...
-Later, Pete. I'm going out now
and buy Andrea a present. Listen, Jim, I want...
-Later. Joan, remember,
Kirby the deal is off. Jim...
-See you, Pete. Andrea.
-She's dressing, Jim. Well, hello? What are you doing here? I tried to tell you at the office,
but you wouldn't listen to me. I'm supposed to b
e taking Andrea to the theater. We didn't know
when you were coming back, and she particularly
wanted to see this new show. Peter, I'm so sorry. Jim, so you're back. Darling. I brought you something pretty. What is it? A bribe? Are you ready? Give me a couple of minutes to change,
we'll go to town and turn it upside down. Peter is taking me to the theatre. He's taken a great deal of trouble
to get these opening night tickets. So what?
I'll get seats, I'll get a box. I'll hire the whole theatre.
-I'm afraid you can't do that, Jim. The house had been sold out for weeks. Look, I'll tell you what,
you have my ticket. I wouldn't hear of it. Well, if Jim really wants to go...
-Jim rushes off, heaven knows where, and then he gets back expecting
to have everything his own way. I won't stand for it. He's being so careless and inconsiderate. I wouldn't mind.
-But I would. Unless you'd rather not take me. Honey, look,
it's been an important day for me. I'll explain the whole thing. I beg your pardon, sir. Your secretary's on the telephone,
I switched it through here. Thanks, Perkins. Now, look, just a moment, please. Hello?
Yes, Joan. Yes, but what about Kirby? Where is he? What's the caretaker say?
When is he expecting him back? 10:30. All right,
I'll be at his apartment at 10:30. No, never mind. You go home,
you've been at the office long enough. Night, Joan. Tell you what, dear. I got one more piece of business
to wind up tonight. You two go ahead and enjoy yourselves,
and I'll meet you after the show. What time does it end? Well, I'm not sure.
The first night, it run a bit longer, I suppose 11:00.
-Well, that suits me fine. My appointment is at 10:30. I'll finish quickly
and meet you both in the lobby. All right? Come on, Peter. Darling? Please don't be angry with me. All right. Paul? Paul? That crazy drunken fool. He didn't give me a chance. Oh, it's you. What are you doing with that? Is there anything
I could find in the entire place that passes as an antiseptic? What a waste. Can you lean forward? Oh.
-Sorry. What are you doing here? Mrs. Nevill phoned me.
-Hmm. Well, you were supposed to meet her
at the theater. When you didn't turn up, she got worried. What on earth
were you hit with, Mr. Nevill? I wasn't hit. I was shot at. The bleeding has almost stopped. What time is it? It's half past two. How did you know I was here? You told me over the phone, remember? What are you doing now? I'm trying to find a clean towel. I'm all right. I'm all right. Just graze my scalp. I was pretty lucky. Yes, you were lucky. You're angry. When you first came too, you just said something about a
drunken fool who never gave you a chance. That was Mr. Kirby, wasn't it? I see, I'll have to tell you. I think it's the least you can do. It's going to shock you. Shocked, to working for you all this time. Four days ago,
I made a deal with Kirby. I hired him to kill me. What? You see? You don't believe me. Why?
Why did you do it, Mr. Nevill? Please don't be so formal, call me Jim. Why did you do it?
For heaven's sake, why? You know how bad things were,
I was blank and helpless. I thought this was the only way
I could take care of Andrea. That was the reason
for all this new insurance. Anyway, we don't have
to worry about it anymore. We can forget the whole thing. Forget it? If you'd make plans for a holiday
and decided to cancel the whole trip. I'm expected to say how nice, Mr. Nevill. You don't have to be murdered after all. I'm sorry, Joan. Stop, you are in no state to move,
I'm going to call a doctor. No, no, no doctors. They'll ask questions
and they will complicate everything. Anyway, I've got to get Kirby
before he tries again. No, I'll find Mr. Kirby. You can't.
-Yes, I can. I'll hire detectives. I can put a personal ad tomorrow
in morning's paper. No, this is something I've got to... No, you're not going
to do anything but go home to bed. Now, wait a minute, Joan.
-I'll drive you home. Listen, if...
-That's an order, Jim. Okay, boss. When did you get home? I just got in,
I didn't want to disturb you. Disturb me? It's 3:00 in the morning. You were supposed to meet me at 11:00. What do you suppose
I've been through these last four hours. Andrea. Look, I had an accident. -An accident? Well, it was nothing, just a little brawl. You've taken to street brawling now? I was just going to phone
the police when you came in. I phoned that secretary of yours,
but all she did was to give me excuses. You've trained her well. Andrea, please. You are a careless, unfeeling brute. I'm sorry.
-Sorry. Sorry. You can't even make it any better. I hate you. I hate you. Darling. Please. Forgive me. I promise you
everything will be all right now. I promise you. Forgive me. Jim, you're dreadful. No, it can't wait until this afternoon. It's desperately urgent,
and if you can't do it, then I shall have to get on to... Right. Well, now, Mr. Chapter,
when can you get started? Yes, as soon as you give me
the particular, miss. When did he desert you? Who?
-Your husband. Or is it your fiancée? Look, Mr. Chapter, you are out of... Trust lives deeper
than the grave, you know. Deeper than the grave. By the way, who is the other woman? There is no other woman. There isn't?
-No. -Oh, it's a pity, it's always a lot easier to find them when there is,
should I find out? Now, look, Mr. Chapter,
this man has got to be found today. He's not my husband,
he's not my boyfriend, and there is no other woman. Now, here's a description of him
and a list of his usual haunts. You can get started at once, please.
Very well, Miss, but I still think
you ought to tell me everything. I don't care how you
find him, but please find him. Trust Chapter, deeper than the grave. Come in. Miss Peterson,
they can't take the ad until Saturday. That's nonsense, they must take it,
did you get them on the phone? They're waiting now in line.
-Thanks. Advertiser? About this advertisement,
it must go in today. of course, you can. Amalgamated buys
quite a bit of space in your paper, and if you can't do us
this little favor, well, then I... Yes, exactly. Who left this?
-I don't know. It was left to
the receptionist in the outer office. She brought it, and when I went out
to question the boy, he'd gone. When was that?
-About 7:00. It's 8:39,
I can still make it. You aren't going? The message says
if I want to see Paul Kirby to be at the Blackwell Arches at 9:00,
and I want to see Paul Kirby. You can't,
you mustn't, it might be a trick. Perhaps.
-It is a trick. It's not even signed by Kirby,
but by somebody called Eileen. Who's Eileen?
-It's a friend of Paul's. I've met her. Barmaid or something,
works in a cheap club in Soho. Please wait.
-I can't wait. The detective promised,
and the advertisement will be in the paper tomorrow morning.
-I can't wait. Then tell the police
you must have some protection. How can I?
They will ask questions I can't answer. Well, then let me come with you. No, you don't come with me. This is my problem. I started this crazy thing,
I'll settle it alone. But...
-Now, don't argue with me, Joan. Get a taxi, you're going home.
I'll see you later. You will see me later. Are you sure
this is where you want to come? I'm sure.
-Well, good luck to you. Stop, Paul, stop! Stop! Where is he? You've got a nerve bursting in here. Where's Paul? That's just what I want to know. Where is Paul? I've had enough
of you two and your crazy tricks. Where is he?
-I should be asking the questions, Mr. Nevill, not you. -What did you do to him?
Don't give me any double talk. What's the trouble, mister? Keep away from me. Trouble?
-Yes. Why don't you do something? Go on, beat his brains out. You watch me, honey. Keep away from me, I warn you. Keep away. Will, what are you waiting for? Come on, do him.
-You do him. Oh, my big hero. Running away like a rabbit
and moaning like her face at you. I'll ruin you totally, really, Come here. Now for the last time, where is Paul? I don't know.
I've already told you I don't know. Why did you send me that message? Send you what?
-A message telling me to meet him tonight. How could I?
I haven't seen him for three days. Three days?
Don't you lie to me. I'm not lying. You went and drove
him away now he's gone. See, gone.
-That's what Paul told you to tell me? He didn't tell me, it's in the letter. What letter? The letter you wrote to me
the day before yesterday. What? -Look, I'll show you myself. Here. Well, read it yourself. He says he's running away
because he's afraid of you that he won't do it and that he's getting out of the country. I don't know
when I'm going to see him again. Where is he? I don't know. You're lying. Please, Mr. Nevill,
I want him back. We were going to get married. I love him. Listen, you,
if anything happens to him, I'll kill you. I'll kill you.
Do you hear me? I don't care
what happens to me, I'll kill you. I'll kill you,
do you hear me? I'll kill you. It is my very pleasant duty
to propose a special vote of thanks to our president. The brilliant way in which
he has handled our new project has more than justified our trust in him. I understand that Mr. Nevill
has firmly refused the bonus we suggested. He could well afford to refuse it. I therefore move
that we record our appreciation in a more symbolic way. Perhaps a testimonial dinner
would be appropriate. -Yes.
Far be it. For me,
it will spoil this general rejoicing. I too am glad about this merger, but my sense of honesty
will not permit me to keep silent. We hope to continue our expansion and to bring off
a number of successful agreements. I must, however,
insist upon asking our President that in future all such negotiations should be brought to the
notice of the board and not conducted
upon the basis of secret diplomacy. Really Hyson, think just for once, we could have...
-It's not about personalities, it's simply a matter of ethics, and if you think the board
is going to continue in this way, the only result will be that we... Mr. Hyson is absolutely right. There will be no
secret diplomacy in the future. I am most gratified by the statement. Thank you, gentlemen,
you've been very kind. Are you all right, Mr. Nevill? Funny thing, I almost fainted
for the first time in my life. What do you expect? You have been shot at,
almost run over, you've not slept. It's a wonder you're not ill,
you ought to be in bed. Don't tell me what I should do or not do. You, of all people,
ought to know better than that. It can't be, Paul. I know that now. Well, I thought of that, too. It must be, who else can it be? Have you no enemies, Mr. Nevill? Can any man honestly say that, who's climbed as far
and as far as you have? Enemies, maybe, but murder. Let me see that last batch
of reports from the detective again. Where are they? They are in the upper left-hand drawer. Did you lock it? No, I didn't lock it. It's stuck or something. Too funny now. Look out, Joan! I told you, inspector,
I have nothing to say. Do you realize, Mr. Nevill,
that you have no right to refuse information to the police?
-I'll be the best judge of that. You must admit that
there's been an explosion. You can't deny that.
-I admit nothing. Now come on, Mr. Nevill. What about you, miss?
-I have nothing to say. -Miss Peterson...
I told you I have nothing to say. Inspector,
it is very late and we're both tired. We've been questioned for hours,
first by the constable then you, and I suggest we terminate this interview. All right,
of course, your lack of cooperation doesn't mean that we're closing this case. I suppose you are. I must request you to hold yourselves
in readiness for further questioning. We will be available, good night. Good night. That must have been
very frustrating for him. You should have told him. Told him, told him what? About an attempted insurance fraud,
arranging for my own murder? That would have made
a very interesting story. What are you going to do? Well, I know what I'm not going to do,
I'm not going to wait around here like a sitting duck
to be picked off at their leisure. At least I'm sure of one thing. Whoever did this
is someone very close to me. Someone who can walk in
and out of this office. Yes. Now, I've got to find him
before he can take another crack at me. You ought to go home, Mr. Nevill. You need a rest. Go home? You know I can't go home,
I will endanger, Andrea. Well, then go to my place,
I can move to a hotel. No, I've involved you enough. I'll check in at the Dorchester. Get things organized. -Should I bring you a change of clothes?
Yes, do that and tell Andrea not to worry. Tell her I'll be home very soon. Sleeping the sleep of the unjust, Hyson? As a sign of a clear conscience
or have you got a conscience at all? You, is this your idea of a joke? Oh, yes, I feel like joking. I'm splitting my size with laughter. Thinking about
how you're trying to murder me. Forbes. Funny, isn't it? Three times
there's been an attempt on my life. It would suit you, Hyson,
if I had an accident, wouldn't it? Then you could take my place
as President of Amalgamated Industries. You're mad, Nevill. I ought to sue you for slander. Where were you
last Thursday and Friday night? That's none of your business. I don't owe you any account
of my movements or my whereabouts? Where were you? Time for your rub down, Mr. Hyson. Just a moment, Grover. Mister... This gentleman here
wants to ask you some questions. Questions? Was Mr. Hyson here
Thursday and Friday night? Mr Hyson,
he's our best customer. He comes here every night,
as I said, I watched him. He's so regular,
even during the bombing. -Mr. Hyson, do you remember?
Never mind the bombings. Was he here Thursday and Friday night? Yes. Are you sure? Do you call me a liar? How late did he stay? First, he has a bath
and I give him a massage. Then he has some
supper stayed till about 11:00. You won't be long, will you, Mr. Hyson? I have a few other customers waiting. Satisfied? Yes. It's more than
generous of you, Mr. Nevill. If I made a mistake, I apologise. Do you think that's quite enough? I said I made a mistake. What more do you expect? Expect? What could I expect from you, but the manners of the gutter. You hate me that much,
but not enough for murder. Of course, I hate you. I hate everything you stand for. Cocksure superiority,
your smart alec sneer. The way you do business
and the business you do, I'd be quite glad to see you
out of the world, my world, but I'd never do it myself. I believe you
quite safely took providence. I couldn't,
I just couldn't, don't you see? No, I don't see,
you had no right to keep this from me. Shh. Couldn't you phone me? Don't you think I have as much right
to know everything as your secretary? Look, it was not my idea
to include Joan, it happened that way, but I certainly
wasn't going to involve you. Why all this cloak and dagger nonsense? Why do we have
to meet here like two conspirators? We've got a home
why don't we go there? Darling, look at me...
-Really? Let's get out of here. Sorry. It's strange how
some people can spoil a good concert. I quite agree with you.
-They don't appreciate good music and they don't consider anybody else. Shh. It was impossible to tell you
about my arrangement with Paul. It would have made you an accessory. Then suddenly,
there was no longer any reason to die, but I couldn't find Paul to call him off. Jim, this is terrible, I still think you should have told me. I couldn't, Andrea, I couldn't. It's like living in a shooting gallery
with me as the principal target. I certainly wasn't going
to set you up alongside me. Well, should I be? We're married. No, as a matter of fact,
I'm going away from you. As far away from you as I can get until I find out
the reason behind all this. Until I find out
who's trying to use my contract with Paul. What is it?
- Shh. We're ready now. What was that all about? I'm sorry, I'm so jumpy,
I'm starting to see things. Are you certain it wasn't Paul? On that, I'm positive. I'm also positive the same person
made all three attempts on my life, and everyone who's had
an opportunity has got an alibi. Look, Paul's out of the country. Eileen, his girlfriend and even Hunter
couldn't have gotten into my office to set that booby trap. Hyson was at his Turkish baths. I checked that. Forgive me, darling,
I even checked you and Peter, but you were at the theatre. I'm right back
where I was when I started. What did you say? I said I was right back
where I was at the very beginning. No, no, about Peter. I said he was at the theatre
the night someone took a potshot at me. He wasn't. What are you talking about?
What do you mean, he wasn't? Well, he excused
himself after the first act. He said he wasn't feeling well. You know he had malaria during the war. Well, it often happened before,
but I thought nothing of it. Peter? Or it couldn't possibly be Peter. It is Peter. It's got to be. Now we can go home. We'll get Peter to the house. Maybe you'll answer a few questions. Oh, what if you won't come? He'll come
if you telephone him. Jim? I'm frightened. Take it easy, darling, take it easy. What's going to happen? I'm just going to have
a little talk with Peter. Perhaps he'll answer a few questions. But the gun!
-It might get a little rough. Don't worry. This I can handle. Anything I can see,
or touch, or feel, I can handle. Now, go ahead.
You go on and leave us alone. Don't worry. Jim? Jim, help me! Jim! Andrea! Andrea! Jim, help me! Andrea! Andrea! Paul, where's Andrea? It's rude not to answer, Paul. Speak to Mr. Nevill. You, where is Andrea? If you've harmed my wife, I'll... I should stay
where you are if I were you, Jim. I don't want to kill you too soon. He's crazy, Jim,
I'm telling you he's crazy. He's had me locked up somewhere
in the country since I saw you last. What is it all about?
He won't tell me anything. I'm merely carrying out
Jim's instructions, Paul, which you and your drunken enthusiasm
were so quick to reveal. Jim wanted you to kill him. Well, Andrea
and I will see that it's done. What are you saying? Do you find this confusing, Jim? Are you so shocked? No. No. Yes, he is. Mr. Nevill, a great financier
and master of men. How easy you made it for us with your idiotic schemes and harebrained ideas. You told me it was Peter. Of course, I had to. You were going away, and I couldn't
let that happen after all our efforts. Andrea, stop it. This has gone far enough. Paul, you've been elected
to the star pile files having killed Jim, you will be overcome with remorse and shoot yourself. At least, that's the story
I'm going to tell the police, but that's the way Jim wanted it,
isn't it, Jim? You loved me. I know you love me. Love you? I loathe you. I've loathed you for years. You bought me with your money and you thought that money
will be enough to keep me. Oh, I wanted your money, all right, but now it's time I had it without you. After all, you wanted me safe, secure and happy, didn't you, Jim? Well, I'm going to be safe and happy being your rich widow, which is what you wanted. Go ahead, Peter. Do it now. I'm sorry, Jim, I rather like you. In the name of heaven stop it. Stop it, please. What story should I tell the police? Should I tell them
Andrea's a grieving widow and Paul is a suicidal killer? Whose that? There she is, Peter. There. No. Let me go. Okay, Jim.
I got the gun. I said I have got the gun. Mr. Nevill, don't. Don't, don't. don't do it. Don't, Jim, don't. I beg you.
-Listen to her. I beg you, Mr. Nevill, leave him alone. Let the law handle him. Listen to me, Jim. I love you. I love you and if you kill him,
you will kill me, too. I love you. I love you. I hope I live long enough to see you do your star performance at the end of a rope. Come with me now. I'll call the police. Come into the house. Let's not leave her here. It's dark. Out here, it's not right. I'll take her inside where she belongs.
