" Twenty-two." "Here we are." " Oh, yes, thanks." " Which floor?" " The first." " Have you got the key?" " No, I'm afraid not." "It's all right." "The room isn't locked." " Hello, Mrs. Pringle." " Good morning." " Bombed out, isn't she?" " Yes." " You're putting her up over there?" " Yes." "Gee, I wouldn't be billeted into that house for a king's ransom." "My name is Jack Rawlings." "This is my tobacco shop, without the tobacco." "This is miss Tillet." "If I can be of any help, miss Tillet..." "Your parents, I can see." "What's the matter with her?" "She's not very polite, I must say." " She lost her parents last night." " Oh..." "Sorry." "This is something everybody has got to learn." "Yes?" "I came to see if I can lend a hand." "We're soon get this straightened out." "It's cold up here, isn't it?" "More noise than heat, I'm afraid." "Please, don't bother, it's all right." "Somebody must bother." "Cheer up." "You're not the only one that has been bombed out, you know." "Yes, you're right." "You're very kind, Mr Rawlings." "Kind?" "We can say kindness is only a form of vanity." "Who is this?" " It's my friend." " Netherland?" "Dutch, huh?" " He's very handsome." " I think so." "It sounds like somebody's in the shop." "Would you excuse me, madam?" " Oh, Mr Rawlings?" " Yes?" " I owe you a shilling for the meter." " Oh, there's no hurry for that." "Fat!" "Fifi!" "Cherry!" "Salami!" "Can't you behave?" " Hello, Mrs. Pringle." " Good evening, Mr Rawlings." " I do hope I didn't disturb you." " No, it's all right." " You want me to take care of the dogs?" " Would you?" "Just for half an hour." "Yes, of course, come on, boys." "This is Salami, my new customer." "I get one and six pence an hour to exercise him." "Some people call him Hitler." "It makes him quite ill." "They don't realize that dogs have their feelings." "Poor darling!" "I've found out about the girl upstairs." "Really?" "She's Canadian." "She moved with her parents before the war started." " Did she know?" " What?" " About this house." " No." " We'd better not talk about it." " Quite, quite." " It's close on 6:00, Mrs. Pringle." " I'll be back at 7:00." " Who's she?" " She's harmless, a bit of a chatterbox." "She leaves the dogs here while she goes out drinking." "Why do you encourage talkative women?" "We have to be tolerants, George." "He's back." "He flew in from Sweden this morning." "Where is he staying?" "Percy Square, 12 A. The house is garded." " The house has got cellars?" " No." " Where is the nearest public shelter?" " Corner Rathbourne Place." "He goes there." "I checked out." "Thanks, George." "Better go this way." "Good luck, old man." "I'll take your job whenever you like." "Thanks, George, might be any day now." "Eleven, twelve..." "leave the parrot outside, please, miss." "Thank you." " Fourteen, fifteen... now hurry." " He said it was a parrot..." " Sixteen, seventeen..." " What a story!" "You'd better get a move on, sir." "I'm only allowed to let in twenty." "All right." "I beg your pardon, sir." "Some of the congregation might have forgotten their gas masks." "Thank you, sir." "This is the 11th raid in succession." "Getting be quite an institution like..." "like tea at 4:00." "I don't like tea in the afternoon." "Coffee." "What if you take your ration card?" "Take it easy." "Everybody make themselves comfortable." "Is it true that the Dutch ran out and wave to the British bombers?" "Yeah, and I can speak for the Germans too." "I was in Berlin during 1 or 2 raids." "Oh, they didn't like it!" "When they drop one with my number on it, I..." "I think I'll be ready." "Nothing to worry about if you're still conscious of what's going on." "Might be worse, you know?" "You all right?" "Nobody hurt?" "He missed." "What he did, he missed." "Stuffy in here, isn't it?" " What's the matter, Peterson?" " I don't know... my back... is burning." "Peterson!" "Peterson!" "Come here, he's sick." "Quick!" " Hurry up there!" " Make way, please, all right." "Mr Rawlings..." "What's the trouble?" "What's the matter, Mary?" "I've got frightened in my room." "I suppose I'm unstrung." "Oh, that's all right." "You've been through an awful lot." "Come and sit down." "Tell me all about it." "I imagined I heard steps upstairs." "and shrieks." " Then I lost my nerves." "It's silly." " No;" "I understand." "I really did hear something." "The cat seems to object to its war rations, so it spends its time chasing the rats." "You must think me awfully silly running down to your room like this." "On the whole, I think you're a very brave little girl." " What about a cup of tea?" " Oh, no." "No, please, don't bother." "Oh, it's no bother." "I thought a time bomb had landed in the garden." "I was investigating when I heard you." " So I bounded through the window." " I'm glad you did." " Oh, Mr Rawlings?" " Yes?" " It wasn't a cat." " What was it then?" "That dog woman." "I've heard her say she wouldn't be billeted in this house for a king's ransom." "Certainly wouldn't if I have anything to say in the matter." "What did she mean?" "Mary, you can only fight fear if you know what it is you're afraid of." "It's true." "Do you believe in haunted houses?" " No." "Do you?" " I'm not so sure." "What are you trying to tell me?" "What would you say if I told you Jack the Ripper was supposed to have killed one of his victims in your room?" "Jack the Ripper!" "Not in my room." "Don't be so alarmed." "He stopped his ripping 60 years ago." "You mean someone was murdered in my room?" "Oh, horrible!" " It was at the time." " It still is to me." "No." "It's interesting historically." "He committed all his crimes round about this district." "He was a clever fellow, Mary." "They never caught him." "Mr Rawlings, I can't go on living in a room where somebody was murdered." "If we dispelled all bad thoughts and only encourage the good ones, we'd never be afraid of anything." "Try it, will you, Mary?" "Yes." "I'm sorry, I can't wait for tea." "I have to work tomorrow." "I'm a great believer in work, as long as somebody else does it." "A delayed-action bomb." "Give that to me!" "Why don't they let us eat our sandwiches in the machine room?" "It's such a waste of time!" "They're afraid you may have TNT in your lunch box." " Where's yours?" " I'm not hungry." "Don't be silly, eat something." "Here, take this." "No, honestly, I'm not hungry." " Come on, stupid." " Thanks." ""London blackout murder"." "Foreign industrialist killed with hypodermic needle." "Second mysterious murder in four weeks." ""No trace found of murderer"." "Coo!" "Ain't that awful?" ""The blackout Jack the Ripper attacks his unsuspecting victims in the dark"." ""No explanation for his motives has been found"." ""The police are completely puzzled"." " You know?" "I bet it's a German spy." " A spy?" "Yes, don't you see?" "It's part of the war of nerves." "Hitler wants to frighten everybody so much that nobody'll dare go into a shelter during the raid." "He wants us to stay out and get bombed." "It's what he wants." "Cor blimey!" " What's the matter, Mary?" " What do you mean?" "You look as you've seen a ghost." "Do you think anyone could hide a hypodermic needle in a pipe?" " What did you say?" " Oh, never mind." " Hello, Salami." " Salami, come here at once!" "I'm awfully sorry, Mrs. Pringle." "I should have stayed with the dogs last night, but..." "There's no "but"." "How could you leave the poor darlings alone?" "They were almost out of their minds with fear." "Golly!" "I must say I'm shocked beyond words." "You promised to look after the poor darlings and then you ran away to save your own wretched life." "Well, I wasn't feeling very well, so I went outside to get a breath of air." "One of your heart attacks again, I suppose." "There must be something very wrong with your heart or you couldn't have left the poor darlings alone." "I was only in the garden." "I looked for you in your sitting room and in the garden." "I called you, but you were not anywhere to be found." "But there's one place I did not look for you." "Pardon me, my name is Dongen." "I'm looking for miss Mary Tillet." "I've been told she lives here." " Yes, she does, upstairs." " Come along, darlings, come alone." "My name is Rawlings." "I've seen your picture in Mary's room." "I've got a few hours leave." "I was afraid she might have been hurt when her house was bombed" "Queer times when a soldier has to wonder whether his girl's being killed at home." "Do you know what time she'll be back from work?" "Well, she should be here any minute now." "While you're waiting, I wonder if you'd give me a hand." "Certainly." " I want to carry this chest upstairs." " What?" "Mary's room?" "Yes, I'm helping her to furnish it." "I thought you only met her a few days ago." "The extent of gallantry should never be governed by the length of one's acquaintance." "Havelock Ellis said it." "Come on, give me a hand." "You'd never recognize the room." "Why, she'll be surprised." "You've gone through a lot of travel, I must say." "Don't cry, darling." "I hadn't been afraid if..." "if I've known you'd be here..." "It's all right, darling." "It's all right." "I'll have to change my uniform if you cry all over it." "That's better." "Now..." "You haven't looked at your room yet." " Did he do this?" " Rawlings?" "Yes." "He nearly stripped his own place to furnish yours." "But why?" "I don't understand." "I think he's a decent sort of chap." "He means to be kind just for kindness sake." "He likes you." " I'm afraid of him." " Why?" " He is a murderer." " What?" "I'm sure." "He's always talking of kindness and being good." "Oh, it's horrible!" "What are you talking about?" ""London blackout murder"." ""Foreign industrialist killed with a hypodermic needle"." " The hypodermic needle I saw it myself." " How?" "Where?" "He hides it in the stem of a pipe." "A curved pipe." "You saw it?" "Really?" " Are you sure?" " Yes, last night." "Come in." " I hope I'm not intruding." " Not at all." "Will you both be my guests tonight?" "For dinner." "But, won't be use up your ration cards?" "Oh, no, that's all right." "I have a horde of pre-war sardines." "You wouldn't give me away, would you, Mary?" "Aha!" "Coffee." "You'll have a demitasse or half a cup?" "This is a luxury." "The simple things in life become luxuries if you can't get them." "Oh, tallking of luxuries, I..." "I found this in a drawer." "It's been there for years." "Will you have one?" "I'd rather have my pipe." "But I'd say I left it somewhere." "I'm afraid it's not very good manners to lend out your pipe or your toothbrush." "Should be a new one here somewhere." "Aha!" "Straight grain." "I'll make a present of it." " You mean that?" " Certainly." " May I?" " I..." "I'll christen it for you." " Thank you." " I like this one." "She has good taste." "My only Scotch Briar." "The curve stem cools the smoke." " No filter?" " No, it wasn't made to hold a filter." " Well, thanks for this." " A pleasure." "You won't mind if I leave you two for a bit?" "No, not at all." "It's the pipe, really, I recognize it." "You musntn't let things work on your imagination, darling." "You're still upset." "Mary, I must leave now." " How long will the war last?" " Well, would you wait for me?" " Till when?" " For the duration." "Yes, not a day longer." " My name's Neil, I'm from yhe Yard." " Come in." "My housemaid is in the Army, and my cook is working in an iron foundry." "I think you'd realize why if you'd ever try these meat puddings." "Oh, Mr Caldwell, Mr Harris and Mr Neil, from the Yard." " How do you do, sir?" " How do you do?" "Mr Eugene Caldwell, 24 B, Gray's Inn." "You know me?" "Oh, I'm afraid we know all about him." "That's supposed to be our job." " A drink, gentlemen?" " Thanks, well thanks." "Ever notice no one says anymore "what'll you have"?" "The question is say "when"." "Just they change gin into rubber and liqueurs into explosives." "But our whiskies are all we've got left to us." "No, thanks." "If they don't send them to America." "While they'll leave us a few bottles, anyway..." "We haven't found out anything yet, Mr Madison." "And as you refuse to tell us anything of value about your partner, Mr Peterson..." "It's not that I refuse." "There's nothing to tell." " Sit down, won't you?" " Thank you." "I checked to the Foreign Office as to his motive in coming here." "Takes a courageous man to get from Stockholm to London in war time." "Peterson is corageous, all right." "Mr Peterson received a permit to enter England to confer with you on business." "What business?" "That has nothing to do with Peterson's death." "What is the business?" "I'm sorry, but I'm not permitted to tell you anything about it." "If it were concerned with our national defense, sir, would that explain Mr Madison's reticence?" "Do you gentlemen realize that this is exactly the third murder that's been committed the same way?" "The third?" "Yes, the first occurred immediately after the last war." "A woman died of an antimony injection." "We suspected the doctor, who disappeared right after he treated her." "And then 2 months ago, Mr Sterling, the lawyer who worked for you, Mr Madison." "He was murdered during a blackout in a tube station, the same way." "I've been questioned about that case often enough." "And now, Peterson." "Two people whom you knew well have been murdered." "And still not very helpful, gentlemen." "You yourselves may be in danger." "Is that your theory?" "Over them, of course, you police always have your little theories, don't you?" "Oh, well, theory and practice are pretty closely related." "If you gentlemen refuse to collaborate with us, how do you expect us to protect you?" "We didn't ask for your protection." "We asked you to find the man who murdered Peterson." "What is it?" "I was becoming nervous, I..." "I saw a man who peered through the window." "It's you, George?" "I've been waiting to cross the road for half an hour." "Might being watched?" "No." "It's that dog woman." "What's she up to?" "Keeps marching up and down, popping in and out of doorways." "Really, the pub's still open and Mrs. Pringle not having a drink..." " That's alarming." " Somebody ought to take care of her." "I'll take an option on it." "Please, George, let's use a little discrimination." "Murder loses its exquisite message if it's used promiscuously." " That's your opinion." " Got news of Caldwell?" "He's leaving for Reading in the ten o'clock train." "Ten..." "It gives me almost an hour." "Why can't I... deliver the message this time?" "This is an age of experts, George." "We're only small cogs in an intrincate machine." "Minute parts of this huge implement of destruction." "It's my time noted for my facility with the hypodermic needle." "Let be patient, George." "Your turn'll come when I'm gone." "I'll be ready." "Couldn't you find another room for that girl?" "You think about one to let, George?" "Gets on my nerves all these people snooping around." "It's inviting them to check up on us." "You're too sentimental." "Sentimental?" "Oh, it's funny." "Or is it?" "Thanks for telling me, George." "You'll hear from me." "Good luck." " Mary?" " Come in." " Are you all right?" " Yes, I'm all right, thank you." "You've been walking up and down, fussed." "Can't you sleep?" "No." "I'm not tired." "You look washed out." "Aren't you cold?" " Don't you like it?" " Yes, it's..." "lovely." "This is the last present I bought my wife." " Did she die?" " Yes." "How did she die?" "Mary, there's something on your mind." "What is it?" "No." "No, it's all right." ""London blackout murder"." "I wonder." " You've been reading this?" " No..." "I haven't read it yet." "You're not telling me the truth, Mary." "Why should I lie to you?" "Once upon a time I was a physician." "Will you take my advice and... take a sleeping tablet?" " I'm not tired" " You must rest your mind." " Most illnesses spring in the mind." " I'm not ill." "Do as doctor tells you." "You must sleep tonight." "Tomorrow is your day off, isn't it?" "Drink it up." " Mary, you do trust me, don't you?" " Yes." "Doesn't taste so bad, does it?" "Finish it up." "That's fine." "Lie down." "You won't be worried by rats or cats or mice." "You see?" "Much calmer already." "Now you should be fast asleep." "Yes." "Good night, Mary." "It's a blindman's holiday." "What is the time that you have a piece of fog?" "I like fog, Don't we, Percy?" "Oh, outside is bright as day, subversive weather, that's what it is." " Oh, I beg your pardon." " No, it's all right." "Don't you find it's a strain on your eyes?" "I'm practicing to be a night reader." "As a matter of fact, I'm just looking at the advertisements to make me sleepy." "People who leave London to join the Army are cowards." "I'm not!" "I've got a brother in America." "I'm awfully sorry for him." "He worries about me no end." "Mr Harris, can I sit down for a few minutes?" "I feel a bit dizzy." "Of course, sit down." "Say, what time does this train get to Uxbridge?" "Uxbridge?" "Don't tell me this train goes tu Uxbridge!" "Oh, don't keep moving and sit down, Percy." " It goes to Reading." "I've asked 5 times." " Am I on the wrong train?" "I wish you sit still, Percy." " I've told you not to speak to me." " What's the matter?" "What did you say?" "I can't hear you." "He didn't look to me like a man who get on the wrong train." "Harris..." "Harris... don't go!" "He's got green." "Pull the cord to stop the train, Percy." "Hello, Salami." "Oh, you're a nice dog." "What are you doing here?" "How did you get in here?" " There is!" "The thief!" " Did you take her dog?" "Take him?" "No, he was in here when I came." "Don't believe a word he says." "Please ask this lady to go away." "You'll have to go with her, Salami." "You're a dog filcher!" "Arrest him!" "Now then, lady, that's enough." "You've got your dog, now take it and hop it." "I told you before to keep your hands off me." "You got eyes in your head." "What's he been up to all night?" "Every time the siren goes, he disappears into the streets." "What does he do out there in the dark?" "What do these strange people do sneaking in and out of his shop?" "He's a suspicious character." "Arrest him!" "Now, come on, lady, leave him alone." "Just take her name and address, officer." "Inspector Harris, Scotland Yard." " She says he snatched her dog." " Of course he did." "What, if there's to be a trial, I'll use you as a witness." "Well, do you hear that?" "You can count on me, inspector." "I can tell you one or two things about him that'll astonish you." "Well, thank you." "You just go along with the officer now." "You wait outside." "So you missed the train to Uxbridge, uh?" "Yes, it's strange that I got on the wrong one, isn't it?" "I don't often do that." " Must've been the blackout." " Hmm, well, it's convincing." "Mr Rawlings, why did you want to go to Uxbridge?" " Is this a cross-examination?" " No, not at all." " You mind if I run upstairs a moment?" " Who is upstairs?" " A girl I know." " Oh!" "You won't... run away, will you?" "You mean climb upon the roof and jump over to the street?" " No." "Why should I?" " I don't think you would." " Fancy breakfast?" " Well, I could do with a dish of tea." "Oh, that's right." "I'm making it if you wanna run along." " Make yourself at home, inspector." " Thank you." "Hello." "I'm afraid there isn't any sugar left, inspector." "Maybe a little milk.," "Solid." "Don't you worry about the sugar because I..." "I carry the family ration with me." "My wife's orders." "I dassent leave it at home." "She's on a diet and it's too tempting for her." " Thank you." " Take another one." "She can spare it." "Thanks." "Well, what can I do for you, inspector?" "I took the liberty of examining your case." "It's empty." "Yes, I was on my way to Uxbridge to pick up something." "Oh, may I ask what?" "May I refuse to answer?" "Of course, I..." "I was just curious, that's all." "Can I trust your sense of propriety, inspector?" "I think so." " I went to pick up some tobacco." " Tobacco?" "I obtain it for my old customers." "Illegaly." " Oh, I see." " You didn't come to ask me that, did you?" "What was it, then?" "I think you are the blackout murderer." " Yes." " I suppose you have some proof." "Oh, enough for me." "Not enough for a judge." "That's interesting." "What is it?" "Well, according to the bummy old girlie, you left the shop frequently during raids." "I don't deny it." "Well, Sterling the lawyer and Peterson were killed during raids." "And I saw you with my own eyes next to Caldwell on the train." " Caldwell?" " Oh, you never saw him, uh?" " Never." " Do you mind?" "Go ahead." "Oh, pre-war tobacco, uh?" "It's got a beautiful texture." "You know?" "Your deduction is very interesting, inspector." "But it sounds rather contrived." "You will have to begin with a theory to arrive at a conclusion, don't we?" "Oh, it's very cleverly put." "You know, I admire you." "You're an educated man." "Aren't you?" "No, but I've managed to hang most of my suspects without it." "Too much education impedes the natural instincts." "It's a bit too neat for me." "What was your profession before you became a tobacconist, Mr Rawlings?" " Have a guess, Mr Holmes." " All right, I'd say medical profession." "A doctor?" "Well, it seems as though the blackout murders were committed by someone with medical knowledge." "Is it difficult to find all about it in these days of first aid courses?" "I'll let you see for a bit." "A former medical man owns a tobacco shop." "He has no visible means of income." "He frequently leaves that shop during raids and he kills people with an hypodermic needle." "Full of poison, which only a doctor can obtain." "Unknown people inform him of the whereabouts of his victims, so that he can complete his attack without detection." " Now, how's that?" " Frightening." "Frightening?" "I can already feel the hangman's noose around the neck." " You can?" " Just loosely." "The demented blackout murderer never robs his victims." "What's his motiva?" "Motive." "That's the sticker." "That's what I expect you to tell me." "Glad to be of service, inspector." " Have you seen this?" " The morning paper?" "Not yet." "Blackout murderer killed by lawyer." "The man who forced his way into Mr Oliver Madison's home in Percy Square, was shot and killed last night by Mr Madison, who trapped him in the library." "Before he died, the man confessed murdering" "Alfred Sterling, the lawyer at Grey's Inn." "and also Henrik Peterson, a scandinavian industrialist." "He was identified as George Sandley." "He refused to give the reasons for his murders." "His body was taken to the mortuary." "Well..." "It shows you how a theory can blow up in your face, uh?" " Better luck next time, inspector." " Thank you." "You know, I don't think I'd make a very good detective nowadays, Mr Rawlings." "It seems only important to track down some chap who have murdered another with an hypodermic needle when thousands of people are losing their lives every day." "But I'm sorry, I put you in the spot." "It's all right." "It was an experience, if not a pleasure." "Mr Rawlings, I..." "I've found this on my pillow and I was so afraid you might be gone already." "Oh, this is miss Tillet, Inspector..." "Harris?" "That's right." "How do you do?" " Eh, are you thinking of leaving?" " Yes, just for a few days." " Well, I must be leaving too." " I wish to see you again, inspector." "I think it's very unlikely, but thanks again for the tea and the tobacco." "Good-bye." "I'm sorry, I..." "I didn't know you had a visitor." "He was from Scotland Yard." "It isn't your fault, Mary." "The blackout murderer." "I think he could've saved his life if they'd operated instead of questioning him." "Then, what's the use?" "They'd have hanged him anyhow." "Well, thank you, doctor for letting me see him." "I'm glad he's not the man you were looking for." "No, he's the wrong man." "Hello." "I didn't expect to see you again so soon, inspector." "I know you didn't." "Friend of yours?" "In a way." "He's the man who got me out of a tight spot." " But not quite, Dr. Vernon." " Vernon?" "You're the Dr. Vernon who disappeared in 1925 after having murdered his wife." "Is it another theory of yours, inspector?" "No." "No, this time is the self-evident truth." "Your fingerprints on the newspaper gave you away, Vernon." " I suppose I'm under arrest." " Yeah, that's right." "I don't think you'll run away." "It would be difficult to get very far in this tight little island." "I think so." "Oh, thank you." "Do you still persist in defending yourself?" "You may still ask for a counsel for defence." "My Lord, my case cannot be defended." "It can only be understood." "You, John Vernon, alias Jack Rawlings, are charged with the murder of your wife Katherine Vernon, on March the 25th, 1925, also with the murders of Alfred Sterling, Henrik Peterson and Eugene Caldwell." "Are you guilty or not guilty?" "Yes, I admit to all those charges, but I plead not guilty." "Now he's going to talk himself out of it." "That dog snatcher!" "Are you being deliberately ambiguous?" "What do you mean?" "There are hundreds of reasons why my wife had no right to live." "I'm afraid you'll have to be more explicit." "I'm sure most of them were contained in the Court record of her death." "What you won't find recorded is the fact that she drove at least 2 men to suicide." "Why does the accused owes that he has the right to take the law into his own hands?" "Those men were my friends." "I took certain measures against crimes which the written law is helpless to deal with." "Your defence certainly is unique and extraordinary." "Did it ever enter your mind that you were jealous of your wife?" "Yes, I'd tell you a thousand reasons into my mind, but as far the law is concerned, none of them would excuse the fact that I put an end to her life." "You confess that you murdered her?" "To me, my lord, murder implies killing for some form of personal gain." "I had no selfish reasons." "You disappeared after your wife's murder and returned years later, assuming another name." "Yes." "You associated with a George Sandley who was shot in Mr Madison's house." "Yes." "Did you know that he confessed to the murders of those people?" "Yes, he wanted to prevent suspicions from falling on me." "He wanted to enable me to carry on with the task that we've set ourselves." " What was that?" " It takes a lot of explanation." "That's what the accused is here for, I presume." "I believe inspector Harris was present in the train before Caldwell died." "That's right, sir." "I followed the accused to his home." "May I ask if you had completed the program of your atrocities?" "Oh, no." "Mr Madison was the next on our list" "I've never seen this man in my life before." "He's insane." "He has no reason to murder me." "Don't you remember me in the air-raid shelter, in Rathbourne Place?" "The warden recognizes me, I'm sure." "I don't know really." "I only saw him in the dark." "If the accused intends to incriminate himself, he's doing it much more thoroughly than I could, my lord." " How did you commit these murders?" " I used a hypodermic injection." " It's simple and effective." " Where did you hide the hypodermic?" "I'm afraid I can't tell you that." "Will you, please, clarify your motives?" "I'll try, my lord." "At the beginning of these proceedings, the usher asked if anyone could inform my lords the King justices or the King's Attorney General of any treason." "My lord, I think I can." "That man and his accomplices are enemies of our country." "They're traitors and seditionists." "Peterson had come from Berlin with a peace proposal." "My lord, his object wasn't peace." "His object was to destroy the unity of our country." "Madison was one of the go-betweens." "I object, my lord." "This man is on trial, not I." "I have ample proof of his activities." "Were his crimes punishable according to our code of laws?" "I think we will have to continue this session in camera, as the security of the State is involved." "Everybody but the jury, the accused, Mr Madison," "Mr Harris and the counselors will leave." "But Your Lordship must allow me to inform my lawyer." "You are under the jurisdiction of this court and you will stay." "I'm sure he's getting his head out of the noose." "I want to see him hanged." "I'd like to see him live, lady." "I wouldn't mind seeing some other people swing though." "I really wouldn't." " Are you sorry for him?" " Sorry?" "We all muddle along blindly." "And now seems to me that more blind and muddled than ever." "Peter, what do you mean?" "We have to pay a terrible price for this sin of lack of intelligence." "Listen." "With some intelligence, the world could have avoided that." "Rawlings is the only one with real courage among us." "You can't save the world by killing people." "He's a patriot." "He knew he would have to die." "...And I was preparing to leave for Berlin when Caldwell was killed." " Is that all?" " Yes, my lord." "That's all." "Oliver Madison, I arrest you in the name of the King." "May I inform Your Lordship that the raid is terminated?" "We can proceed to the courtroom." "You leave us alone for a moment." " Mr Vernon." " Yes, Your Lordship." "The English law recognizes only guilt or innocence." "A man guilty of murder must be condemned to death." " And you are guilty." " Yes, Your Lordship." "My duty would be to pass upon you the only sentence the law knows for the crimen to which you have confessed." "Between our civilized world and chaos stands nothing but the book of law." "If the book should lose its meaning, we would've lost the very backbone of our strength." " It is this book we are fighting for." " I'm aware of that, Your Lordship." "May I say good-bye to my friends?" "Thank you, Mary for not giving me away." "And you, Peter..." " Here!" "Hold on there!" " It's only a pipe." "Somebody may be able to make use of it." "Some Rawling's special in my shop that goes with it." "Thank you, Jack." "Good luck to both." "No, Peter!" " All clear, Mary?" " All clear." "Subtitle made by gamboler[noirestyle]"