"(Hums)" "All right, Charlie?" "(Boy's voice) 'All right if you are, Dad.'" " That's my boy." " 'Where are we going this time?" "'" "Zürich, Switzerland." "'Z-Z-Zürich." "Gee, that's hard to say for a little chap.'" "Ha." "Now try this on you piano." "Zany Zanzibar zebras in the zealous zoo on the shores of the Zuiderzee." "'Again." "You do it so beautifully.'" "Zany Zanzibar zebras in the z... (Tyres screeching)" "(Crashing)" "Seen anything like this before, Jim?" " What are these white blobs?" " Indigestible breakfast." " Not the thing to go to work on." " What?" " Diamonds." " Diamonds?" "Yes." "Stomach full of them." "High on caret." "Low on protein." "They must be worth a fortune." "(Phone rings)" "(Man) Hello." "Litoff Organisation." "No, he's taking no calls today." "Can I help you?" "Ajax Industries ... (Phone rings)" "Hello." "Litoff Organisation." "Yes, I'll hold." " How's the market?" " Steady." "Insurances weak." "Motor's down." "Spoken to Wildenheim?" "Yes." "Calling us when Ocean Steel nears 30 shillings." "Tell him Mr Litoff says to accept 29." "Not less." "We still have 200,000 to go." "Might be a thought to split 'em into two parcels." " Do it." " Get me Wildenheim." " Milan, Miss Pegram." " Tell them to try for National Traction." "Check." "Mr Wildenheim?" "Litoff Organisation here." "(Speaks Italian)" " Get Goldsmith in Paris." " Get me Paris will you?" "Sell 200,000 Ocean Steel at 29 shillings." "(Speaks French)" "(Phone rings)" "Litoff Organisation." "2,500 Yorkshire Tar at 89 shillings and 6 pence." "Thank you." "(Rings)" "Yes, hello." "Yes, this is she." "(Tyres screeching)" " No." " Why?" "I enjoyed the spin in the country." "The sauce hollandaise was worth crossing four counties for." "Now tell me why?" " You don't suggest ...?" " Why?" " High-level anxiety at the Treasury." " Really?" "There are certain valuables and currency leaving the country." "The pound is sick, so we're visiting the Whitten Cottage Hospital." " Right." " And who do we see?" " Dusty Rhodes." " Treasury man?" "Ventriloquist." "Aged 41." "Comes from an old musical family." " It could be his farewell appearance." " Easily." " Where was he going?" " Switzerland." " His seventh trip in four weeks." " Yodelling lessons?" "Unconscious for five days." "Likely to remain so." "The currency and valuables keep turning up in Switzerland?" "3.5 million." "That's only the bit we know." "(Peel) Wow!" "Meet my best friend." "(Chuckles) Flashy friend." "That's a ten-caret brilliant, that's a 25-caret Wesselton and there's a 15-caret top cape." " Knows his diamonds." " Has a taste for them." "Garnished with white coffee and toast." " Literally?" " It's the only way to travel." "Makes the souvenirs in my smalls look modest." "(Chuckles) His father swallowed things." " What sort of things?" " Razor blades, swords, nails." " He obviously inherited the talent or ..." " Or what?" "He likes rich food." " Hello, little man." " (Man) Afternoon, Miss." " Steed, that was magnificent." " Beginners' luck." "Mr Steed?" "They said you'd be down." " What have you found out?" " Nothing." "Car's clean." " And the smash?" " Genuine accident I'd say." "The brakes, steering – everything is 100%." "Thanks." "Do you suppose he always travelled on a full stomach?" "Six trips at 50,000 a time." " Another diamond eater?" " Never know your luck." " What are you going to do with him?" " Take him back." "(Shop bell rings)" "(Man on intercom) 'Shop!" "'" "Oh, that's a very fine tartan." "A very fine complexion." " It cost me a lot of money." " (Woman) Lord Jock." "How do you do, Mrs Rhodes?" "Nice little act." "First done after the interval." "Couldn't keep off the bottle." " (Tuts) I had an auntie like that." " On the halls?" "Yes." "Skating act." "Bit between the teeth." "Dancing on the marble-top table." "I like a bit of juggling myself." "Or a levitation act." "Very uplifting." " Do you know him?" " Charlie!" " How did you get him?" " Your husband's been in an accident." " Tragic." " You don't sound exactly heartbroken." "Observant aren't we?" "He used to go to Switzerland several times a week." "Do you know why?" "Big market." "Those refugee homes where they look after kids." "The Litoff homes." " Litoff?" "Alex Litoff?" " That's him." "He started a lot of them." "Always good for a hospital or a library roof." "So they say." " Does your husband know Litoff?" " Dusty?" "Yes." "Known him for years." "They met out there." "He used to do a fair act himself." "That's how we met." "I was touring in the "Belle of New York"." "Chorus, mind you." " Excuse me." "I'll leave him with you." " Thanks." "Goodbye, Mrs Rhodes." " In hospital you say?" " That's it." " Be all right, won't he?" " Oh, I should think so." "Perhaps you could go and see him." "Go grovelling to him?" "Huh!" "Fat chance!" "(Shop bell rings)" "(Man on intercom) 'Shop!" "'" "Now you sit there, darling." "You're going to stay here with me." "Visit Dusty!" "I'd only laugh." "Bunch of flowers and a box of chocs?" "Huh!" "Be no holding him." "What do you say, sweetheart?" "Let us regret nothing, bemoan nothing, but look forward only to the long awaited dawn, the dawn of reunion." "And so we commit to the earth the body of our best friend." "(Clears throat) Not in sadness, but in love." "And expectation." "Do you know, at times like this I find it very hard to offer sympathy." "Once cannot helping feeling that our friends have moved to a far, far better place." " It was a great loss." " You were close?" "Very." "We'd been together almost nine years." "Nine years." "A mere drop in the ocean of time." "It's only a separation, you know." "Hard to think of it in those terms, sir." "(Vicar) You must try, dear fellow." "You must try." "What took him in the end?" "A thrombosis?" "A gallant heart tired at the end of its life's work?" "Distemper." "But ... hadn't he been vaccinated?" "There was a million-to-one chance." "So the vet said." "(Tuts)" "The Happy Valley resting place." "Every anniversary a card of remembrance will arrive on your table from your four-legged friend." "Incidentally, while we're on the subject, to whom do I send the bill?" "Mr Litoff, sir." " (Pegram) Yes, yes." " (Assistant) Hello, Mr Goldsmith ..." "All right." "Get on to Spiedel right away and tell him we're secure." "And not to worry." "He has Mr Litoff's personal guarantee." " Mm." " Bye." " Anything for half an hour, madam?" " I don't think so." "Has Mr Litoff had his breakfast?" "Two three-and-a-half-minute eggs and a grapefruit." "I ran his bath for him." "95 degrees Fahrenheit." " Where are you going?" " To take Dancer for a walk." " Fine." " Madam." "Get me Sullivan." "Get that Zürich number again." "(Doorbell buzzes)" " Good morning." " And good morning to you, sir." "What a marvellous dog!" "I used to have one myself." "They need an awful lot of exercise of course." "Yes, very true, sir." "Have you an appointment, sir?" "I just dropped in." "I want to see Mr Litoff." "Well, I'm afraid that's impossible." "Mr Litoff is in bed." "Still?" "What about the early bird catching the worm?" " He's indisposed." " Oh, my mistake." " Yes." "The bowler, sir." "A Benson's?" " None other." " Yes." "Old Mr Benson still alive?" " It's his son now." "Oh, young master Arthur?" "Yes, but he's in his late-40s." "He has seven little trilbies." "Er, surely Mr Litoff has a number one who can arrange things?" "Yes, a Miss Pegram, but I'm afraid I couldn't disturb her." "Well, this is rather special." "I want to return something. £50,000." "Well, I'll do my best." "(Clears throat)" " Would you be so kind?" " I'd be delighted." "Come on." "Now what's your name?" "Dancer, eh?" "I shouldn't think you've seen a decent tree in years." " Er, your name, sir?" " Steed." "Thank you." "Would you come this way?" " After you, Dancer." " Mr Steed." "(Assistant speaks French)" " Fascinating." " What is?" "The sight of so many people making so much money." "I understand you're returning something." "I could have sworn that Big Ben moved." "It must have been the Worcester sauce in the tomato juice." "It's us that's moving, Mr Steed." "The Litoff organisation never stands still." "So I see, but could you remain motionless for one moment to have a little look at ... at these?" "These are diamonds?" "They were being smuggled out of the country by a Rhodes." "He crashed his car and is now in hospital." "Interesting." "How did you get them?" "Ha." "I happened to be in the right place at the right time." " Excuse me, Miss Pegram." " Yes." "What is it?" "Shall I take these in for Mr Litoff's signature?" "Yes ..." "May I ask why you brought them back?" " I assume they'd be of worth to you." " They are, Mr Steed." "They're worth something to anyone." "Say £5,000?" "On the most conservative estimate they're worth ten times that." "I'm not fool enough to sell on the open market." "It's worth £5,000 to get 'em back." " Mr Litoff would like to speak to you." " Excuse me." "Yes, sir." "Pegram here." "(Litoff) 'What the devil is wrong with everybody today?" "'" " Wrong, sir?" "I don't follow." " 'Follow, my foot!" "'" "'Why hasn't the Bulaway copper deal gone through?" "'" " We're waiting for Wall Street, sir." " '"We"?" "'" " I am waiting." " 'You're not a queen or an archbishop!" "'" "'Wall Street or not, I want the deal to go through today!" "'" "Yes, sir." "Mr Steed, as I understand it, the basis of blackmail is that the person you're blackmailing has performed a criminal act." "The only person you're in a position to blackmail is Rhodes." "As he has little or no money, I think you're wasting your time." "I'd be willing to bet that you'd say you never met him." "Rhodes?" "He's an employee like myself." "I don't see the similarity." "Pursuit of that line would be equally unrewarding." "Rhodes stole the diamonds and was presumably taking them out of the country." "Why didn't you tell the police?" "You don't know much about the Litoff Organisation." "Nobody does." "Now that's what's so intriguing." "In a day's trading in this office we handle monies worth £5- to £15-million sterling." " Yes." "One moment." " A loss of £50,000 is negligible." "Miss Pegram, would you possibly speak to Vicelli again?" " Is it urgent?" " He says it is, yes." "Will you excuse me?" "Si, Vicelli." "Yes." "Yes." "As we agreed." "I am speaking for Mr Litoff." "Right." "Goodbye." " (Chuckles) I thought it might lead to ..." " No, sir." "It doesn't." "(Steed tuts)" "If it's not worth £5,000 for the diamonds, maybe it's worth it for me to say nothing." "I'll put it to Mr Litoff at our next conference." "You may call tomorrow." "How about noon?" "Then you offer me a drink." " It would be a ..." " Pleasure?" "As good a way as any of saying goodbye." "Mr Steed ... you've forgotten something." "Thank you." "(Footsteps approaching)" "(sighs) Any change?" "That'll be the day." "It'll be weeks before he opens his mouth again." " I have to change his dressings." " It'll take 20 minutes." "Time for you to pop into the canteen before it shuts." " I mustn't leave the bedside." " Oh, I won't write a report about it." "Nobody's likely to steal him while I'm here." " Are you sure?" " Go on." "All right." "Thanks." " I'll only be about five minutes." " All right." "Fine." "(Lock clicks)" "A man in a doctor's housecoat and a mask." " Correction." "An educated man." " How do you know?" "He knew enough about medicine to check Rhodes' temperature and pulse and to enter it in the correct column." " Educated and enterprising." " Very." "Motive obvious." "To prevent Rhodes talking." "(Phone buzzes)" "Steed." "All right, don't tell me." "They found some hairs on Rhodes' suit." " Blonde, brunette or redhead?" " Blonde." "A specimen of Russian Wolfhound." "A Borzoi." "Which one was Rhodes' car?" "Well, it's not here." "Hello?" "(Groans)" "Mr Steed." " What happened?" " I had a call." "Man said it was the police." "Come to pick up Rhodes' wreck." "It sounded phoney." "Then a few minutes later ... bingo!" "Well, the car's gone." " Oh, I'm sorry." " That's not your fault." "Don't worry." " It's almost reassuring." " How come?" " Well, it means they're getting worried." " Or careful." "Did you see anybody?" "No, not a soul." "Well, what do they want with the car?" "(Camera rolls)" " There's Litoff!" " Where?" " In the balcony." " Up or down?" "Down." "Ascot Gold Cup. '57." "That was his horse phase." "Bought a couple of stables." " Where's he?" " Talking to the jockey on number eight." "Oh, blast!" " (Peel) When was this?" " '36, '37." "Steed, that's more than 30 years ago." "It's the best they've got!" "Oh, well, shall we rewind it or go on to Popeye?" "All I've seen is the back of his head and the tips of the fingers of his left hand." " He's very retiring." " Mm, so I've learnt." " Have you read this morning's "Times"?" " Not yet." "Coffee?" "Please." "There's something rather interesting in it." "(Sighs)" ""Cocktail party at ..." No, that's not it." "Ah, this is it." ""At last night's performance at Covent Garden ..." bum, bum, bum ..." ""A singing of Madam ..." "A standing ovation ..." Ah, here." ""Also present was Mr Alex Litoff,"" ""accompanied by his niece, Miss Judy Channerin."" "Very interesting." " Black or white?" " White, please." " Now she's an assistant at ..." " The tie boutique behind Bond Street." "How do you know?" "I had a look at the memo pad beside your phone." "I'm an insatiable reader." "Well, anyway, she went to Roedean and Somerville, which means we have a great deal in common." "But you weren't at Roedean or Somerville." "I was." "Now." " Looking or buying?" " Buying." " Boyfriend, husband, lover?" " Does it make any difference to the tie?" "Certainly." "The colour of hair, the colour of eyes, disposition." "It's our belief a man should change his neckcloth as often as he changes his mood." "We're opposed to the old idea of a man buying a tie and then just wearing it until you can't see the original for egg stains and gravy and tomato sauce, etc." "What's this one?" " The Old Anonians." " Old Anonians?" "What are they?" "It's the old boys' tie for people who have never been to school." "The Old Etonians and Harrovians, they all have their ties." "This is the neckwear for the self-made man." " Anon." "The school of hard knocks." " I see." "Then we have a range of ties that look exactly like famous clubs and regiments, but aren't quite." "A current favourite is the Irish Guards with the fig leaf on." "Just for luck, so to speak." "I'll take this one." "Good choice." "Shot silk." "Italian import." "Gift-wrapped?" "Mm, please." "Aren't you Judith Channerin?" " That's right." " We were at school together." " Were we?" " Mm-hm." "I'm Emma." " Emma?" " Emma ..." "The girl who climbed the clock tower and put the unmentionable on the ...?" "Do you know, I can still see the sun glinting on it." "And the Head Girl called the school to give three cheers for the constable who brought it down!" " How is your uncle?" " Which one?" "The rich one." "Mr Lit..." "Litvanov?" " Litoff." " Litoff." "Oh, still as rich as ever." " Is he still an invalid?" " Mm." "Kidney trouble." "We went to the opera the other night." "Businessmen!" "We arrived late and had to leave before the last scene." "I've seen "Faust" three times and I still don't know what happens to him in the end." " There." "Cash or account?" " Account." " Send it to this address?" " Certainly." " I read that he was leaving London." " Uncle Alex?" "Never!" "He was born an Armenian, but he's British to the core." "Excuse me." "And the devil claims his soul." "I beg your pardon?" "Faust" "What's the best price you can offer for Bakewell tools?" "1,500." "Can you get 27 shillings for 5,000?" "Just a sec." "Nothing better than 26." "Is that the last 5,000?" " Yes." "Do we accept?" " Take it." " Oh, good morning, Mr Steed." " Good morning, Glover." "No dog today?" "No, he's had his walk, sir." " Miss Pegram expecting me?" " She is, sir." "Tell me, Glover, what is Mr Litoff like?" "Oh, the kindest of men, sir." "A privilege to work for." "(Assistant) Hello, Paris?" "Hold on." "Paris?" " Mr Steed, madam." " Thank you, Glover." "Here we are again, Miss Pegram." "Are we in business?" "I put your proposition to Mr Litoff." "He authorised a payment of £4,000." "£4,000?" "I thought we talked about £5,000?" "Once Mr Litoff has made a decision I'm not empowered to amend it." " Can't you go back and ask him if ...?" " It wouldn't be any good, Mr Steed." "This is not a street market." "(Chuckles) I'm not entirely satisfied." "You could always put those diamonds on the market." "If you did, we should have to prosecute." "Or have me knocked on the head and take them back." "Come, come, Mr Steed." "Those are hardly business methods." " Shall we hold?" " Sell." " But Mr Litoff said ..." " Sell!" "Once again, Mr Steed, I must repeat that you know very little about the Litoff Organisation." "Fear of publicity isn't necessarily an indication of honesty." "It would be wrong to say that publicity is feared." "It's not sought." " There's a difference." " Verbal difference." "I joined the Litoff Organisation 14 years ago as a chartered accountant." "A woman in a world of pinstripe and grey flannel." "An alien." "Mr Litoff gave me a job and taught me everything I know." "But if he were to die tomorrow my name would mean nothing." "Shunning publicity can have its disadvantages." " You reset that?" " No." "My vanity would like to be fed occasionally." " Credit where it's due." " Exactly." " He's a remarkable man." " Very remarkable." "Excuse me." "I can't sign Mr Litoff's personal account." "He's had his nap." "You can go in now." "Very good." "Well, Mr Steed ... £4,000." "You're a very good businesswoman." "(Clicks fingers) Didn't you say something about a drink?" "Help yourself." " Can I give you one?" " Not before sundown." "Alex, you're incorrigible." "You'll live to be 100." "Do you know Sir James?" "James Arnall?" "Drop your bedside manner a moment, James." "This is John Steed." " How do you do, sir?" " Pleased to meet you." "Not that there looks to be much I can do for you." "I hope not." "We've never met, but I know you by reputation." "Hard earned I assure you." "Not that I believe in rating surgeons like restaurants." " Sir James Arnall." "Three crossed spoons." " Scalpels surely?" "!" "How is Mr Litoff?" "Well, surprisingly well, considering how you maltreat him." " How long was your evening conference?" " Under an hour." " Morning one?" " A little longer." "And then off to the opera." "It's too much." "Restrict it to one conference a day and he must be in bed by ten." " Yes, I know, but ..." " Talk to him." "Persuade him." "If he has another stroke, they'll be dusting off the obituary notices." "It's a disgusting thought." "They're written, waiting to be produced and shuffled like a hand of cards." "(Intercom beeps)" "I'll speak to Glover." "He's the only one who has influence on him." "Yes, sir?" "(Litoff) 'When Weismann calls, I want to speak to him.'" " Yes, sir." " 'Keep that old quack out of here.'" "'Talks about me as though I was an old roué!" "'" " Yes, sir." " You in this crazy business, Mr Steed?" "Well, I'm allied to it." "It's ridiculous." "The pursuit of wealth far greater than anybody could possibly need." "One's only hope is some kind of physical and mental simplicity." "I'm sure you're right." "Should you need me I'll be in my surgery till five." "After that I'll be at home or at Jerez Brothers." " We'll see you tomorrow, Sir James." " I'll walk along with you, Mr Steed." "Right." "It was a pleasure doing business with you, Miss Pegram." "Hope to meet you again soon." "Without being rude, Mr Steed, I hope not." "Oh, I don't know." "I enjoyed our little chats." " Sir James is waiting downstairs, sir." " Oh, good." "Business concluded?" "Most satisfactory." "Charming lady." "We got on splendidly." "Did you know a fellow called Rhodes?" "Vaguely, sir." "He was connected with a charitable homes entertainment." "Always telling jokes." "A rather tedious gentlemen, sir." "(Chuckles) Did he have anything to do with Dancer?" "Good gracious, no, sir." "The dogs are my responsibility and mine alone." "I see." "Er ... dogs?" " Sir?" " You said "dogs"." "You've more than one?" "Er ..." "Oh, I beg your pardon, yes." "I ..." "It was a force of habit." "We did have two, but one of them, Bellhound, died." "Tragic loss." " Oh dear, Oh dear." "Well, goodbye." " Good day, sir." "(Doorbell buzzes)" " Yes?" " I'd like to see Miss Pegram." " Have you an appointment, madam?" " No." "I suggest you write stating your business." "It's important." "So is Miss Pegram's time." "That's why she can't be disturbed." "Tell her I'm Dusty Rhodes' widow." " Wouldn't make the slightest difference." " What is it, Glover?" "It's Dusty's widow, madam." "She wanted to speak to you." " I was telling her ..." " Come in." "(Door whirrs shut)" "I'm sorry." "I had no idea Mr Rhodes' injuries were so serious." "Without regaining consciousness." "Isn't that the phrase?" "Very convenient." "I can understand your feeling bitter, but I can't understand why you're here or how I can help." "He told me a lot about those ..." "Swiss trips you were making." "Won't you sit down?" "Must be open season for blackmail." "You're the second this week." "Mrs Rhodes, your husband did something which, to put it crudely, would have cost him his job had he lived." "However, as he was still in our employ we shall of course grant you an annuity." " It won't be a fortune." " I shall need more than that." "You see, I know where Bellhound is." "Bellhound is dead." "My husband was supposed to kill him, but Dusty was an animal lover." " About the only thing we had in common." " Bellhound?" "Still alive?" "(♪ Piano music on radio)" "(Shop bell rings)" "(Man on intercom) 'Shop!" "'" "(Music stops)" "Hello?" "Who is it?" "I know you're here, so why not say something?" "(Whines)" "(Whines)" "(Engine starts up)" "His doctor says he suffers from heart trouble." "He should know." "But his niece says he suffers from kidney trouble." "She should know." "You pays your penny and you take your choice." "I suggest you break in to Sir James' car ..." "You do?" "Get hold of his bag and find out what treatment he's been giving him." " Fine." "What sort of car?" " Rolls." "What else?" " And where will it be?" " At Jerez Brothers, the cigar merchants." " Chauffeur?" " No." "Oh." "And where will you be?" "With Sir James." "Where else?" "(♪ Steel drums)" "(Indistinct conversations)" "(Inhales)" "Swiss." " Excellent!" " Interesting." "Mild." "Intriguing." " Anything else?" " Mass produced." "The conveyor belt, not the sweaty thigh." "(Chuckles) It is not fair!" " Sir James!" " Mr Steed." " A very pleasant surprise." " I didn't know you were a cigar man." " You know Juanita Jerez?" " El gusto es mio, señora." "Señor Steed." " Excuse me." " Oh, do sit." "Thank you." "Why the jungle music?" "Oh, one of Pedro's little eccentricities." "The Spanish word cigarra means "cicada"." " Interesting." " Nice smoke." " Yes." "Tell me about this dream of yours." " Dream?" "A simple life away from the stresses of the Litoff household." "Oh, that." "Asia perhaps." "Yes, Asia." "A clinic where one's skill, such as it is, can be put to better use than in London." "I can hardly see your patience allowing that." "Can you conceive how one longs to get away from degenerates, gluttons, Sybarites?" "(Steed chuckles)" "We smoke 14 cigars per head per year." "The Dutch smoke 200." "Let's even up the score a bit, shall we?" "(♪ Steel drums in the distance)" "I'm on your side." " (Peel) Recognise him?" " One of Litoff's assistants." "What did you find out?" "Cardiac arrest four years ago." "In large left ventricle." "Heart's very unsound." "Do you know anyone who owns a Borzoi?" "No." "I think I do." "(Shop bell rings)" "(Man on intercom) 'Shop!" "'" "(Kettle whistling)" "Too late I'm afraid." "(Kettle whistling stops)" "The dog left in a hurry." "(Shop bell rings)" "(Man on intercom) 'Shop!" "'" "Anybody home?" "Oh, good evening." "Mrs Rhodes?" "No." "She just dropped out for a minute." "Oh, I've called for the dog." "Er, answers to the name of Bellhound." "Three pounds of meat, half a biscuit and at least one bone." "(Chuckles) Oh, yes." "No, she's changed her mind I'm afraid." "What?" "It's not half an hour since she phone." "Couldn't wait." "Oh, deary me." "Well ... will that cover it?" "Handsomely." "Thank you." "You're sure?" " Quite sure." " If you say so, sir." "Good night, ma'am." "Oh, Bellhound ..." "what breed of dog was that?" " Erm, Russian Wolfhound." "Borzoi." " Thank you." "(Man on intercom) 'Shop!" "'" "(Door closes)" "Curiouser and curiouser." "(Busy traffic and car horns)" "(Clicking)" "Mr Steed!" "Looking for something, Mr Steed?" "As a matter of fact I am, Miss Pegram." "A dog." "A Borzoi called Bellhound." "You conducted a ceremony for a friend of mine recently." "My dear, they all come here." "Eventually." "Bellhound." "Mr Litoff's Borzoi." "Over here." " Ah, yes." " Splendid creature." " Lovely lady." " Lady?" "Yes, I think so." "When did Mr Litoff die?" "He passed away ... some few days ago, sir." "Who killed him?" "Killed him?" "Huh!" "It was the third coronary that took him." "Oh, really, Glover!" "Mr Litoff had been ill for some considerable time." "You've only to ask Sir James." "When he died you became pretty rich." "Miss Pegram is very experienced in the financial field." "Anyway, it would have gone in death duties." "Seems so pointless." "As a matter of interest how much do you expect to clean up?" " Clean up, sir?" " Collect." "Well, the last time I worked it out, my share was in excess of £11 million." "£11 million?" "!" "Mm-hm." "Give or take a few hundred thousand." "(Chuckles) Then there's not much point my offering you a bribe." "Er, no, sir." "I could however ... offer you one." "How did you bribe Litoff's niece?" "The one in the tie shop?" "My niece, sir." "Quite a promising performance I believe." " How old are you, Glover?" " Er, 65, sir." " A fit 65." " 15 years in jail." "A conservative estimate, that takes you to 80." "A trifle aged to enjoy all those millions." "And I say 15 years, I'm assuming you can prove your innocence of murder." "I told you." "Mr Litoff had a coronary." "Not Litoff." "Dusty Rhodes!" "He died of his injuries." " He was murdered!" "So was his wife!" " Sorry, sir." "I don't believe you." " How are you going to spend this money?" " I hardly like to say," " Why not?" " You'll think less of me." "No, I won't." "It's the power that excites me, Mr Steed." "I want to be ill-mannered and rude and uncouth." "And order people about." "Especially women." "I look forward to being excessively rude to a number of handsome women!" "Just because they're dogs and cats, anyone with a price of a spade can open a grave any time he wants to." "I want clearance on Mr Litoff's private plane." "Litoff!" "L-I-T-O double "F"." "To leave for Zürich within the hour." "Right." "Don't panic, Glover." "Official wheels turn very slowly." " But I'm frightened." " Don't be." "It's the element of chance." " If I hadn't been to the grave ..." " Any sign of Sir James?" " No, madam." " Must be the traffic." "Keep an eye out." "Well, I only went there to lay a small floral tribute." "One's last respects." "You understand, madam?" " Leaving?" " Don't flatter yourself." "We were, anyway." "Been planning it for some time, wouldn't you say, Bellhound?" "I'm an ideas man, Steed." "That's why Litoff employed me." "It all becomes quite clear now." "Glover can go round being rude, you can prove you were the power behind the throne and Sir James, well, I must say he surprised me." "I may even say disappoints me." "He was a hard nut to crack." "Took five years to find his weak spot." "The clinic." "You can get a lot of clinic for 12 million." "(Doorbell buzzes)" "That'll be him now." " Mr Litoff's?" " Correct." "The Pedigree Kennels." "I've come to collect the dogs." "Follow me." " Yes?" " The lady from the kennels, madam." " Fetch the dogs, Glover." " Do you have any baskets or rugs?" "Yes." "In the hall." " What's the game?" " She was at the pet cemetery." "Hey-ho." "Where's Steed?" "Would you like to join him?" "(Grunts) There's something to be said for an elaborate hairstyle." " What exactly?" " Hair pins." "Let me help you." "Hey!" "Perfect for the job." "What is it?" "A solid gold toothpick." "A bequest for my Uncle Joe." " Ooh!" " (Groans)" "Sorry." "If it was Glover we just had to deal with, we'd stand a chance." "What about Sir James?" "Well, nor him." "With the three of them ..." " Miss Pegram is the tough one." " Hm." " Rubbish!" " Well, we can't kill them." "It's against my whole code of life." "The Hippocratic Oath." "I'll offer you a percentage of my cut." "Say, another two million." " I'll make it five." " I don't want your money!" " Couldn't we take them with us?" " Don't be stupid!" " But why not?" " And leave them stranded somewhere." " Yes." " You think so?" "We'll take them and drop them off somewhere." "Somewhere over the sea." "(Machine clicking)" "Read it." ""12:15."" ""Body exhumed from London Pet Cemetery."" ""Definitely identified as Alex Litoff, Armenian financier."" "We'll use the roof exit." "I'll meet you up there." "Hold it." "Oh, please, sir." "The gun." "It really isn't necessary." "Our dreams have forsaken us, Glover." "They have, sir." "Gilt-edged bonds?" "Unnegotiable." "Home, James." "I assume you wish me to go too, sir?" "I'm afraid so, Glover." "After you, madam." "Oh, no, Glover." "After you." "Madam." "Glover ..." "Sir." "(Door whirrs shut)" "There they were." "All alone." "Completely abandoned." " Well, we couldn't just leave them there." " Couldn't we?" " Well, I'll think of something." " Will you?" "How about a pair of bath mats?" "His and hers?" "I bought you a present." "That's very generous of you, Mrs Peel." "One thing still puzzles me." "That voice on Litoff's intercom?" " Glover?" " Some butler." "(Chuckles) He comes from an old theatrical family." "Very good at imitations." "Bird im...pressions." "Well, don't you like it?" "I bought it especially for you." "Mrs Peel, I'm an Englishman and therefore a dog lover, but I prefer not to have dogs either in my domain or upon my necktie."