Hetty Wainthropp Investigates (1996) s01e03 Episode Script
Fingers
Ah.
Inghilterra.
[Speaking Italian.]
Dio! Aah! Aah! [Woman sobbing.]
Mafia! Woman: It's due to collapse in the year 2009.
They're taking advance bookings now.
Robert: You've seen one leaning tower, you've seen them all.
Oh, Robert.
[Horn honks.]
Woman: Right.
If you'd all like to board the bus now, please.
Thank you.
There you go.
[Everyone talking at once.]
Oh! Oh! It's that way.
Yeah.
[Horns honking.]
Tour guide: We'll be here two nights before proceeding to siena, with its internationally famous medieval artifacts and such like, including horse racing in the streets.
Horse racing? In summer.
We've missed it.
Oh.
Oh.
And tonight, a typical tuscan menu with optional wine of the locality.
You won't find prawn cocktail or gammon and pineapple here.
Woman: If we don't find prawn cocktail, I'm going home.
Man: Yeah, we're going home.
[Shouting in Italian.]
If you can eat tripe, you can eat octopus.
It's two sides of the same coin.
I hate tripe.
You You are the signora Wainthropp? Oh, uh, si.
I am.
I am gianetta.
Well, how do you do? You are private dick? Detective, yes.
What's the problem? Confidential.
My mama and papa speak English only for tourists.
No good for delicate matter.
They send for me.
I have diploma.
We must talk--private, you understand.
Is it professional? We're on holiday.
Detectives don't have holidays, Robert.
Half the cases come when you're on a steamboat up the nile.
We tell these people you are my pen pal from westlinks.
[Loudly.]
She is my pen pal from many years.
We will talk girl talk together within these walls.
Ciao, Hetty.
We'll follow in 5 minutes.
You don't want ice cream.
Hetty: "Silence"? Gianetta: Then "await the instructions.
" Have you had any instructions? The packetta came but yesterday.
And that's your brother? Gianni--younger than me.
I know this wall.
Si? One like it, at any road.
It's the decorations they put on--spray paint.
Rude mostly, but you get the occasional touch of romance.
You're right! Haslingdon, would you say? Baker market somewhere? Then you can find him? Oh, I think he'd have gone by now.
What was he doing in england? We send to language school--Manchester.
Why not here, where gianetta went? Gianetta: This is Italy.
My brother will inherit the albergo, so he must speak English for the tourists, more better than me.
Cambridge, first certificate.
Si.
We send for one year.
Every morning, he study.
At night, he work in a restaurant-- not Italian, papa insist.
Must be English, for the idiom.
Veggieburger--we have no such here.
When he have English good, he must come back here, find a nice girl with degree in business studies, marry, and begin family.
Only it goes wrong.
Gianni don't like to study.
He don't like to work.
Don't like to marry.
We had the same trouble with our Derek.
They grow out of it.
Gianetta: We thought so, then this.
Have you told the police? No! Papa thinks it is the mafia.
I meant the Manchester police.
Everywhere, the mafia have eyes, they have ears.
It is their trade.
They would always know.
But I'm not the police.
Gianetta: Just a woman.
They would not suspect you.
Are you sure? Maybe you find nothing.
Maybe the ransom will be not so much and we can pay.
Maybe they will kill him anyway.
We don't know what to do, so we must do something.
We pay you 700,000 lira for one week.
700,000?! About 300 pounds.
You find out what you can, then we see.
[Speaking Italian.]
P.
A.
: May I have your attention? Please have your [Continues indistinctly.]
Anything turn up while I was away? Um, two lost dogs and a stolen budgie.
Champion amenhoptep xxxiii-- they say his pedigree goes back to ancient Egypt.
How much are they offering? Uh, 50 pound for safe return.
Oh, we can do better.
We've to trace a young language student been kidnapped by the mafia.
They've been sending bodily parts to his mum and dad.
Now, be careful with that duty-free dievole.
It's got to last.
She was talking about the mafia.
It will come to no good.
Geoffrey: I may ask for danger money.
She's overexcited with the traveling.
What's in the box? Nougat.
Come on! How do they know it's the mafia? Who else could it be? As far as anybody over here is concerned, he's an Italian waiter doing language classes.
It takes the mafia to know his mum and dad are sitting on a little gold mine in Tuscany.
Hetty: I don't fancy any food, thanks, not after that rot they gave us on the plane.
Oh, I think Geoffrey and I might fancy a sausage.
Hetty: On your own head and beard.
They're past their sell-by date.
Of course it's the mafia! They'd have to have informants.
They do--everywhere.
They'll have the Manchester police in their pocket, I shouldn't wonder.
Well, then don't you think, if we're to make inquiries Yeah, we will.
I took the job.
They might have informants at the language school At the vegetarian restaurant, even.
That's going too far.
What I mean is, these informants-- they could inform on us.
We need to go a roundabout way, like.
Softly, softly, you might say.
Well, all right.
Softly, softly.
This box of nougat's for you.
Robert and I don't eat nougat.
It's death to teeth.
[Telephone ringing.]
Don't worry.
I'm not trying to sell you anything.
Our aim is to get our nougat into every home.
My card.
"Torrone"? The name of the firm I represent.
It's the Italian for nougat.
Exactly.
In nougat, I have to say we are tops.
Aeroporto de pisa-- pisa airport? Oh, I brought the wrong one.
Luckily, it does not affect the name of the game.
Which is Public relations in the highest sense.
My company intends to award a prize every year-- the torrone prize, it will be-- to the language student who has done most to bring credit to Italy.
Personal qualities will be considered, as well as academic merit.
Will you be paying out in nougat? I don't particularly enjoy the food.
That's not the point.
It's cheap, fillingAh.
I think it's healthy.
I've cut meself.
Don't get any blood into them carrots.
We're only licensed for vegetarian food.
Why did gianni leave? He was always late.
Usually fell behind in the rush hour and left me like a Charlie with sod-all to put on the plates, andHe needed more money than we could afford to pay.
Woman: Gianni pepinetto and Ernesto torcelli were the only two Italians in that month.
Hmm, rather a contrast.
How do you mean? Ernesto is a star pupil.
Gianni seldom turned up for classes and dropped out altogether after 6 weeks.
Dropped out? Did he tell you why? Well, he didn't tell us anything, just stopped coming.
But he'd paid his fees? A term in advance.
That's quite usual.
[Snaps fingers.]
That's it! I'm sorry? Just what I need-- the human angle.
Woman's page, top of the column, with a photo.
I'm coming over all of a doo-dah just thinking about it.
"Gold star and black spot.
" I shall want to talk to them both.
Will you give me their addresses? Well, it's the same address, or was.
I don't know whether gianni is still there.
You mean, they're old friends? They knew each other before they came to england? I shouldn't think so.
It's just their way.
Italian students always stick together.
I tell them, "find a room in an English home," but they won't do it.
They crowd into some squalid, furnished flat, and go out at night to look for women.
To the male Italian language student, Mrs.
Wainthropp, britain isn't about the beauty and complexity of the English language.
It's about easy sex.
But this Ernesto, he is a different dish of-- what shall I say-- fegato a LA veneziana? Liver and onions? Well, if you like.
He's serious.
He works hard.
I don't know what he does in the evenings, but it should certainly be worth your while talking to him about your prize.
Where did you get that outfit? OhOxfam.
And the brooch? Came in a Christmas cracker, I think, some while back.
I found it in that box in the attic.
That was no Christmas cracker.
This brooch belonged to my mother.
Right.
I knew it would come in useful.
She wore it to daffodil teas.
[Telephone rings.]
It will be for you.
I am to bring the money to Manchester.
They will book one single room for me at the hotel piccadilly, and then I get more instructions.
And, Hetty Signora Wainthropp They send another finger.
Why would the mafia want the money paid in Manchester? Please forgive the ironing board.
Italians, you know, are fanatic ironers.
You speak very good English.
Thank you.
The language school says you're their star pupil.
They are always so kind to me.
Unlike your friend, Mr.
pepinetto.
Those are his mama and papa.
Oh.
Oh, really? Please, will you sit down? I cannot offer tea, but there is coffee or wine.
Oh, is there wine? Sit down, please, Geoffrey.
You won't be having wine.
You'll need to keep a clear head for the note-taking.
Will Mr.
pepinetto be home soon? We'd really like to talk to you both.
Um, 3-- 3 copies of this photo, please.
AndCan you make the bit of the wall with the painting separately? And--and make it bigger.
Blow it up? No, no, no.
That won't be necessary.
Just make it bigger.
Right.
He gave up his job, you know, with the veggieburgers.
Yes.
You do know? No! No.
No idea.
He said he would get another.
He had much confidence, great, uh-- what is the word for "on your bike"? Hetty: Um Tour de France? No, no.
Um, saddle sores? Initiative.
He was ashamed he could not pay the rent and I must pay all.
So one morning, he went out when I was at school.
Took nothing, only a few clothes in a bag.
Left a message on the table.
In Italian or English? Italiano.
Gianni's English was no good.
Did you keep the message? Why? No reason.
Handwriting-- it's a clue to character.
Gianni's handwriting was terrible.
Maybe his character, also.
I don't know.
We were together here only a few weeks, but it is true.
He has not come back, and I must pay all of the rent, anyway.
That's Ruby Tuesday, isn't it? You what? Ruby Tuesday.
Goes all over the northwest, her and Jack diamond.
I've been to Galloway.
I can tell her style anywhere-- all curls and colors.
Dragons are her specialty.
You can almost smell the smoke.
Jack can't bear it.
She fills in a wall, and then he comes along and puts his own bits in-- you know, like spikes and jagged edges and that.
They've both had grants from the arts association.
Why? Contributions to popular culture And they've both had youth custody for vandalism.
Depends how you look at it, really.
Thank you so much! May we come again? If you do, next time, we shall talk about me, not all about gianni, huh? Oh, I am sorry.
What must you think of me? It's just that in my business, Ernesto, in good old p.
R.
, human interest, heartbreak, courage in adversity-- they add such value to the nougat.
I'm sure you understand.
I do.
I really do.
[Speaks Italian.]
Hetty: Ta-ta.
I just can't help thinking of that poor lost lad out there on his bike in all weathers.
Well, I've made a note of the saddle sores, Mrs.
Wainthropp.
Do you want me to undertake any medical research? There is no public relations, no prize! They were lying! They know you gave up your job with the veggieburgers! How? Why? [Speaks Italian.]
Speak only in English to me, gianni! It can't be the police.
No, it can't be.
Maybe some newspaper.
Aspetta.
Your Uncle.
How we get into such a mess? We? No "we.
" You get into the mess, gianni.
Like a fool, I tried to help you, huh? [Siren.]
Let's get home, get our heads straight.
Manchester! The agency's fees are being eaten up by bus fares.
If gianni's mum and dad can afford to pay the ransom, they can afford to pay us for another week.
I don't like it, Geoffrey.
It doesn't smell right.
Well, it were a bit pongy on the stairs, but he kept his own place in good order, didn't he? Now, if we're to put the little gray cells to work, we must lay out the evidence.
What do we know so far? Gianni pepinetto enrolled at the language school, paid one term's fees in advance, set up in a rented flat with another student, Ernest torcelli, and got a part-time job at the veggieburger restaurant.
6 weeks ago, he dropped out of school, gave up his job, and disappeared from his flat.
Said he'd find another job, but nobody heard from him since Until Until his fingers started to arrive through the post.
[Beeping.]
He said he'd find another job, but what other work could he get with his English so bad? Have to be unskilled.
Have to be nonspeaking Unless it was with another Italian.
Write that down.
It's a line we might follow.
We don't know he did get work.
The mafia could have took him 6 weeks ago.
I don't believe this mafia story.
There's too much that doesn't add up.
Why did he need money? Everyone needs money.
We do.
He had enough for his school fees and for a down payment on his flat.
He had that part-time job.
Then suddenly, he needs money.
Why? What about gambling? Who'd give him credit? You're thinking of drugs, aren't you? Crack.
There's plenty about.
I'm thinking of his mum and dad scratching about to raise a ransom! I'm thinking of that girl gianetta traveling from Tuscany with a suitcase full of money to the piccadilly hotel, waiting for instructions! I'm thinking of a cruel trick played on folk who love him Just to get money to feed a drug habit! Your little gray cells do make big leaps, Mrs.
Wainthropp.
I've noticed it before.
Robert: He wouldn't cut off his own fingers And pickle them, like.
[Dog barking.]
We'd better have another go at Ernesto, ask him why gianni needed money, andWhat about this Ruby Tuesday? Oh, it seems she travels all over the northwest.
That wall could be anywhere, and so could she.
Young people should stay put.
They've no consideration these days.
How are we going to find her? Well And don't tell me she was at school with you.
Not everyone in the westlinks area was at school with me, Mrs.
Wainthropp, but I do know someone who might be able to help.
[Rock music playing.]
Geoffrey: Right.
Give me a moment.
Man: No, no, jed.
You arms is too stiff.
One with the paint, yeah? Put that one up.
That's looking good.
Geoffrey Shawcross--5-b, free-hand drawing.
You were bloody awful.
I had trouble at home.
Can you come and talk to us? We need your help.
You're interrupting a class.
You can have two minutes.
Ruby Tuesday, right? You're out of luck.
She don't give interviews, and she don't answer questions.
At any road, you can never find her.
Where's this? That? No problem.
That's old-school, that is.
She did all her old-school work round addersleigh.
Decadent stuff--rameau, baudelaire, beardsley.
Still, she had to go through it.
Man: Ambo, over here! Time's up.
Bye, missis.
See you, Geoff.
See you later.
You said he was a famous art critic.
"Northwest art forum.
" Oh, aye.
He does a weekly column, and he's a design consultant for ici when he can be bothered to turn up.
Addersleigh.
You'll need to borrow the scooter from that friend of yours.
You have betrayed the trust I put in you.
Si, signore.
[Speaking Italian.]
[Speaks Italian.]
No, signore.
[Speaks Italian.]
[Speaks Italian.]
Si, signore.
He's disgusting, sweating like a pig.
He can't appear in public like that.
Take care of him.
Get him showered and changed.
I am so sorry to keep you waiting.
You have what we want? Indeed, yes And of the highest quality.
Hetty: I've misled you.
I am not in public relations, and there is no bursary.
I brought you a piece of nougat, the best the pisa airport could provide.
It's not the same as a bursary, but I shall treasure it, of course.
I met gianni's parents in Tuscany.
They were worried, not having heard from him for a long time.
They've employed me to pursue inquiries.
I'm a private detective.
My card.
You certainly fooled me.
So I should hope.
Disguise is part of the job.
Sherlock Holmes could not have done it better.
Fine words butter no parsnips, Ernesto.
I'll have the card back, if you don't mind.
We're running a bit short till I get a reprint done.
NowWhere's gianni gone, and why did he need money? Really, I did not know him so well.
He did not confide in me.
Women? I don't think so.
For an Italian student in britain, women are not a problem.
Gianni--how does one say--pulled the birds.
And do you pull the birds, Ernesto? I came here to learn English.
Most evenings, I don't go out.
Do you need money? Gianni had a part-time job till he gave it up.
Do you? I don't like to interfere so much with my studies.
But we were talking about gianni.
Right.
Back to gianni.
Was he on drugs? I would have noticed.
Gambling? Horses, cards, roulette-- anything like that? Did his parents say he liked to gamble? Did they say anything to help you find him? They said They said he wasn't keen on work.
I think maybe they are right, but it's not much use to help you find him.
Please, Mrs.
Wainthropp, believe me, I don't know much about gianni's business, but if you give me back your card, I will let you know at once whenever I hear some news.
Please.
Announcer: Rider Emory quagglebury is down.
They've got 100 yards left to race.
Byron is leading on the inside.
[Continues announcing race indistinctly.]
Do you recognize him? Did he ever come in here? Well, I can't say.
You get all sorts.
Do you? Looks like mainly regulars to me.
A place like this, there'd be no passing trade.
There are some regulars, naturally.
Was he a regular? I really can't remember.
But you remember he came in? You've seen him before? I never said so.
You've said nothing at all so far.
I find that interesting.
I'm not supposed to say anything.
What happens between a man and his turf accountants, it's confidential.
We learn that on the training course.
It's like being a doctor or a priest.
What's the problem? This lady is harassing me.
I'm a detective.
Have you seen this young man before? It's not the policy of this establishment to provide information about our clients.
So he is a client.
You can't do that.
Council clean-up campaign-- stimulates employment and attracts the tourists.
That's old-school! It's part of our cultural heritage! Don't worry.
She'll be back.
He used to come in.
I shan't deny that.
He had a run of luck to begin with.
Then he lost steadily.
He asked for credit and was refused--end of story.
Refused? It's not our policy to extend credit to students without any visible means of support.
His parents own a hotel! In Italy.
Hardly amounts to a guarantee financial stability.
Oh, you know that, do you? Who told you? HeMay have mentioned it.
I don't suppose you've any idea where he might have gone for credit? Nobody lends without security.
Took his passport.
Why? Stop him doing a runner.
Oh, I've heard of folk like you.
Some poor woman with a bill she can't pay borrows 50 pound, and by the end of the month, it's 300.
How could you hope to collect? We have our ways.
How much does he owe you now? [Taps computer key.]
Nothing.
Loan's paid off.
He paid it off? How? Gentleman paid it off on his behalf.
Oh, ho! Man of distinction.
Bit of a foreigner, I'd say-- well-dressed, well-spoken, carried himself well.
Knew all about the debt.
Paid in full, loan and interest.
I gave him back the passport, and off he went.
Now get rid of it.
[Whistles.]
[Woman speaking indistinctly over p.
A.
.]
Ooh.
Ahh.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again-- it gets the feet, this job.
That scooter is murder on my thighs.
We should have a car.
It would pay for itself.
I'm thinking of buying a pair of doc martens.
Addersleigh area-- it's not very precise.
I must have been to 100 walls, and it's the same with them all-- council is repainting.
[Telephone ringing.]
Robert? Won't be for me.
But I can't answer the phone in wet feet.
[Grunts.]
You've got to persist, Geoffrey, thighs or no thighs.
It's our only hard clue.
Robert: Wainthropp residence.
Oh, right! You've arrived, then.
Gianetta.
Brought the ransom money.
We've not got much to tell her.
Right.
I'll let her know.
And you, love.
Keep your pecker up.
He can be so sympathetic when you're in trouble--Robert.
I forget that sometimes.
She's at the piccadilly hotel, room 517.
She says better not ask for her at reception In case they are watching, so can you find your own way up? Have a nice day! Gianetta: Who is it? Maid with towels! [Whispering.]
Hetty Wainthropp! Open up! You work here? I'm a mistress of disguise.
Let me come in.
Boy: Come on! Wait up! Geoffrey: These don't look much like Ruby's work.
Come around the back.
Roll me over! As my associate said, it's not much to tell.
You have suspicions of gianni.
Yes.
All right.
Left a bit.
Left--whoa.
Right a little bit, half a step.
That's it.
Come back.
Right.
Wait.
Right just a tiny bit.
Whoa.
Right there.
Bingo.
He could not cut off his own fingers.
I can't explain the fingers.
You believe You really believe he'd do this himself? It is your professional opinion? Yes.
Ok.
He's young-- too young, maybe.
He likes to go out, have a good time.
Maybe he gets in debt, like you say.
It's possible.
We don't have no betting shops.
Gianni loves his family.
He would never hurt us.
I brought the ransom money.
I don't know what to do.
You've had no instructions so far? Nothing, except to wait in the room.
Gianni's flatmate, Ernesto torcelli-- have you ever met him? Uh-uh.
Talked on the phone? You wouldn't know his voice? Is there anybody in this country, as far as you know Might have paid off the debt? [Sighs.]
This is a real puzzle.
Something's gone arsy-darsy somewhere.
[Telephone ringing.]
It's them.
Si? Papa! Si.
[Speaking Italian.]
Si.
Gianni's body has been found.
He had been--they haveMutilate.
The fingers? Cut off--both hands.
Little fingers cut And the eyes What about the eyes? He have no eyes.
The Manchester police telephoned my papa.
I must identify.
Then, if they will give me the body, I will take it back to Italy.
Please go now.
How did the police know to phone your parents? His passport was in his pocket.
Signora Wainthropp, I have to say, do not blame yourself.
I do not blame you.
My papa and mama have no bad feelings for you.
It is our fault, our mistake.
We thought that being a woman of some age, the mafia would not notice.
As you said, it is not like the police.
We were foolish.
They notice everything.
You did your best, signora, butYou were out of your league.
[Crying.]
You have a good cry, my love.
You have a good cry.
[Dog barking.]
Where is she? In the front room.
She's gone all broody.
She just sits there staring at nothing.
I keep taking her cups of tea, but they go to waste.
She doesn't even notice.
I found the wall.
You better tell her, then.
I doubt if it will do any good, though.
She says she doesn't blame me.
Of course she blames me.
I blame myself.
I found the wall.
I've promised we'll go no further Ask no more questions, discontinue the investigation.
She's paid us off Out of the ransom money.
I found more than the wall.
I know where gianni got the fingers from.
An undertaker's mute! I said at this very table-- you heard me-- if he got a job, it would be nonspeaking.
Is the undertaker Italian? I've not found out yet.
He bought the firm a few months ago.
It's just by the war memorial-- very posh premises.
Uh, "Francis Gabriel funeral services.
Tact and courtesy guaranteed.
" He's said to be foreign.
Foreign? I knew it-- the fine gentleman who paid off the debt! Here, are we going to have supper soon? I could get something out of the freezer.
Later.
Let's put the case together first.
It's amazing how these little gray cells begin to work when they're given the nourishment of hard information.
Leaping about, are they? Like fleas in a circus.
Start writing.
The photo was taken against the wall in the grounds of the crematorium.
He knew that wall.
Can you slow down a bit? No, I can't.
I'm in full flow.
I could put the oven on, at least.
Who took that photograph? Ernesto.
Right.
It's my guess that Ernesto got gianni the job, and it's my guess that Ernesto was already working with this Mr.
Gabriel.
Should I be writing this bit? It's speculation, isn't it, not knowledge? Write it.
I'll tell you when to stop.
It's my guess there's a family connection.
"Family" as in mafia? "Family" as in family.
The mafia had nothing to do with it.
Undertaking work! What student would think of it without he already had an Uncle in top hat and black gloves? But why should gianni move from a veggieburger restaurant into corpses? It's not a natural career move.
There's money in corpses.
He was trying on this mafia trick to get money out of his mum and dad, but he needed fingers.
Working in a funeral parlor, the uncomplaining dead were all around, but think on.
How did he get the idea in the first place? Ernesto again? It's not good enough.
I must get it right.
Gianni was in debt.
Ernesto got him this job, which paid much more than he was earning.
An undertaker's mute? That's not well-paid, without you do the embalming, as well, and he'd got no training in that.
The job paid well because old Mr.
Gabriel's staff had to be paid well To keep their mouths shut.
You've lost me.
It's guesswork.
Transplants! When the police found gianni's body, it wasn't just the little fingers gone.
It was his eyes, as well.
Cornea transplants.
They'd be sent abroad.
He'd be making a fortune.
It's mainly cremations these days.
Not many are buried.
Once they go through that curtain to the incinerator, who is going to know if they're short of a few bodily bits and pieces? Folks would notice.
Some grieving widow might want a last look.
It's eyes, Robert.
You remember that stuffed ferret you tried to buy at auction, and I put a stop to it? They take out the real eyes and put in glass.
Now, missing fingers would be noticed.
That's where gianni made a mistake, and that's why he had to be killed.
How do we prove it? You don't have to prove it.
The police will do that.
I promised I wouldn't talk to the police, and anyway, as Geoffrey says, it's all guesswork.
Ernesto will crack.
If he doesn't, we've got no case.
We must have proof.
We've got to get into those premises somehow.
It's the only way.
I think your gray cells may have gone a bit too far this time, Mrs.
Wainthropp.
I'm not asking you to go alone.
I'll go with you.
Oh, no, you won't! Provided-- and only provided-- we get our supper first, I'll go with the lad.
You've never been handy with tools.
I doubt they'll be well-protected.
Nobody will burgle an undertaker's.
So turn on the oven.
I'm on me way to the freezer.
Wait! I've got a better idea.
The chapel of rest.
We've come to take our last leave of the late Mr.
satterthwaite.
[Organ playing.]
Just a momentary weakness.
You shouldn't have come, mother.
You're far too sensitive.
After all these years, I have to pay me respects.
Don't worry about me.
I'll be all right now.
[Sniffs.]
I congratulate you.
You've done a wonderful job.
I've never seen him look better.
Well? Man: In certain expectation of eternal bliss in the life hereafter.
[Organ playing "we'll meet again".]
Man: Ladies and gentlemen, I am detective chief inspector Adams.
Man: Please! Adams: Sergeant, around the back! We're sorry to cause a disturbance.
Please don't be upset.
Everything's under control.
Quick! Quick! Stop there! UhPlease.
Please, uh I think your friend Ernesto may be ready to talk.
You'll find he speaks excellent English.
You want to come around the back? Try and stop us.
Minister: Perhaps we should all stay where we are In silent prayer.
Did the late Mr.
satterthwaite have two glass eyes, madam, are you able to say? You don't understand! It's a public service we've been doing here! There's a need for spare-part surgery! Geoffrey: There we are.
Lovely work.
Lovely work.
Inghilterra.
[Speaking Italian.]
Dio! Aah! Aah! [Woman sobbing.]
Mafia! Woman: It's due to collapse in the year 2009.
They're taking advance bookings now.
Robert: You've seen one leaning tower, you've seen them all.
Oh, Robert.
[Horn honks.]
Woman: Right.
If you'd all like to board the bus now, please.
Thank you.
There you go.
[Everyone talking at once.]
Oh! Oh! It's that way.
Yeah.
[Horns honking.]
Tour guide: We'll be here two nights before proceeding to siena, with its internationally famous medieval artifacts and such like, including horse racing in the streets.
Horse racing? In summer.
We've missed it.
Oh.
Oh.
And tonight, a typical tuscan menu with optional wine of the locality.
You won't find prawn cocktail or gammon and pineapple here.
Woman: If we don't find prawn cocktail, I'm going home.
Man: Yeah, we're going home.
[Shouting in Italian.]
If you can eat tripe, you can eat octopus.
It's two sides of the same coin.
I hate tripe.
You You are the signora Wainthropp? Oh, uh, si.
I am.
I am gianetta.
Well, how do you do? You are private dick? Detective, yes.
What's the problem? Confidential.
My mama and papa speak English only for tourists.
No good for delicate matter.
They send for me.
I have diploma.
We must talk--private, you understand.
Is it professional? We're on holiday.
Detectives don't have holidays, Robert.
Half the cases come when you're on a steamboat up the nile.
We tell these people you are my pen pal from westlinks.
[Loudly.]
She is my pen pal from many years.
We will talk girl talk together within these walls.
Ciao, Hetty.
We'll follow in 5 minutes.
You don't want ice cream.
Hetty: "Silence"? Gianetta: Then "await the instructions.
" Have you had any instructions? The packetta came but yesterday.
And that's your brother? Gianni--younger than me.
I know this wall.
Si? One like it, at any road.
It's the decorations they put on--spray paint.
Rude mostly, but you get the occasional touch of romance.
You're right! Haslingdon, would you say? Baker market somewhere? Then you can find him? Oh, I think he'd have gone by now.
What was he doing in england? We send to language school--Manchester.
Why not here, where gianetta went? Gianetta: This is Italy.
My brother will inherit the albergo, so he must speak English for the tourists, more better than me.
Cambridge, first certificate.
Si.
We send for one year.
Every morning, he study.
At night, he work in a restaurant-- not Italian, papa insist.
Must be English, for the idiom.
Veggieburger--we have no such here.
When he have English good, he must come back here, find a nice girl with degree in business studies, marry, and begin family.
Only it goes wrong.
Gianni don't like to study.
He don't like to work.
Don't like to marry.
We had the same trouble with our Derek.
They grow out of it.
Gianetta: We thought so, then this.
Have you told the police? No! Papa thinks it is the mafia.
I meant the Manchester police.
Everywhere, the mafia have eyes, they have ears.
It is their trade.
They would always know.
But I'm not the police.
Gianetta: Just a woman.
They would not suspect you.
Are you sure? Maybe you find nothing.
Maybe the ransom will be not so much and we can pay.
Maybe they will kill him anyway.
We don't know what to do, so we must do something.
We pay you 700,000 lira for one week.
700,000?! About 300 pounds.
You find out what you can, then we see.
[Speaking Italian.]
P.
A.
: May I have your attention? Please have your [Continues indistinctly.]
Anything turn up while I was away? Um, two lost dogs and a stolen budgie.
Champion amenhoptep xxxiii-- they say his pedigree goes back to ancient Egypt.
How much are they offering? Uh, 50 pound for safe return.
Oh, we can do better.
We've to trace a young language student been kidnapped by the mafia.
They've been sending bodily parts to his mum and dad.
Now, be careful with that duty-free dievole.
It's got to last.
She was talking about the mafia.
It will come to no good.
Geoffrey: I may ask for danger money.
She's overexcited with the traveling.
What's in the box? Nougat.
Come on! How do they know it's the mafia? Who else could it be? As far as anybody over here is concerned, he's an Italian waiter doing language classes.
It takes the mafia to know his mum and dad are sitting on a little gold mine in Tuscany.
Hetty: I don't fancy any food, thanks, not after that rot they gave us on the plane.
Oh, I think Geoffrey and I might fancy a sausage.
Hetty: On your own head and beard.
They're past their sell-by date.
Of course it's the mafia! They'd have to have informants.
They do--everywhere.
They'll have the Manchester police in their pocket, I shouldn't wonder.
Well, then don't you think, if we're to make inquiries Yeah, we will.
I took the job.
They might have informants at the language school At the vegetarian restaurant, even.
That's going too far.
What I mean is, these informants-- they could inform on us.
We need to go a roundabout way, like.
Softly, softly, you might say.
Well, all right.
Softly, softly.
This box of nougat's for you.
Robert and I don't eat nougat.
It's death to teeth.
[Telephone ringing.]
Don't worry.
I'm not trying to sell you anything.
Our aim is to get our nougat into every home.
My card.
"Torrone"? The name of the firm I represent.
It's the Italian for nougat.
Exactly.
In nougat, I have to say we are tops.
Aeroporto de pisa-- pisa airport? Oh, I brought the wrong one.
Luckily, it does not affect the name of the game.
Which is Public relations in the highest sense.
My company intends to award a prize every year-- the torrone prize, it will be-- to the language student who has done most to bring credit to Italy.
Personal qualities will be considered, as well as academic merit.
Will you be paying out in nougat? I don't particularly enjoy the food.
That's not the point.
It's cheap, fillingAh.
I think it's healthy.
I've cut meself.
Don't get any blood into them carrots.
We're only licensed for vegetarian food.
Why did gianni leave? He was always late.
Usually fell behind in the rush hour and left me like a Charlie with sod-all to put on the plates, andHe needed more money than we could afford to pay.
Woman: Gianni pepinetto and Ernesto torcelli were the only two Italians in that month.
Hmm, rather a contrast.
How do you mean? Ernesto is a star pupil.
Gianni seldom turned up for classes and dropped out altogether after 6 weeks.
Dropped out? Did he tell you why? Well, he didn't tell us anything, just stopped coming.
But he'd paid his fees? A term in advance.
That's quite usual.
[Snaps fingers.]
That's it! I'm sorry? Just what I need-- the human angle.
Woman's page, top of the column, with a photo.
I'm coming over all of a doo-dah just thinking about it.
"Gold star and black spot.
" I shall want to talk to them both.
Will you give me their addresses? Well, it's the same address, or was.
I don't know whether gianni is still there.
You mean, they're old friends? They knew each other before they came to england? I shouldn't think so.
It's just their way.
Italian students always stick together.
I tell them, "find a room in an English home," but they won't do it.
They crowd into some squalid, furnished flat, and go out at night to look for women.
To the male Italian language student, Mrs.
Wainthropp, britain isn't about the beauty and complexity of the English language.
It's about easy sex.
But this Ernesto, he is a different dish of-- what shall I say-- fegato a LA veneziana? Liver and onions? Well, if you like.
He's serious.
He works hard.
I don't know what he does in the evenings, but it should certainly be worth your while talking to him about your prize.
Where did you get that outfit? OhOxfam.
And the brooch? Came in a Christmas cracker, I think, some while back.
I found it in that box in the attic.
That was no Christmas cracker.
This brooch belonged to my mother.
Right.
I knew it would come in useful.
She wore it to daffodil teas.
[Telephone rings.]
It will be for you.
I am to bring the money to Manchester.
They will book one single room for me at the hotel piccadilly, and then I get more instructions.
And, Hetty Signora Wainthropp They send another finger.
Why would the mafia want the money paid in Manchester? Please forgive the ironing board.
Italians, you know, are fanatic ironers.
You speak very good English.
Thank you.
The language school says you're their star pupil.
They are always so kind to me.
Unlike your friend, Mr.
pepinetto.
Those are his mama and papa.
Oh.
Oh, really? Please, will you sit down? I cannot offer tea, but there is coffee or wine.
Oh, is there wine? Sit down, please, Geoffrey.
You won't be having wine.
You'll need to keep a clear head for the note-taking.
Will Mr.
pepinetto be home soon? We'd really like to talk to you both.
Um, 3-- 3 copies of this photo, please.
AndCan you make the bit of the wall with the painting separately? And--and make it bigger.
Blow it up? No, no, no.
That won't be necessary.
Just make it bigger.
Right.
He gave up his job, you know, with the veggieburgers.
Yes.
You do know? No! No.
No idea.
He said he would get another.
He had much confidence, great, uh-- what is the word for "on your bike"? Hetty: Um Tour de France? No, no.
Um, saddle sores? Initiative.
He was ashamed he could not pay the rent and I must pay all.
So one morning, he went out when I was at school.
Took nothing, only a few clothes in a bag.
Left a message on the table.
In Italian or English? Italiano.
Gianni's English was no good.
Did you keep the message? Why? No reason.
Handwriting-- it's a clue to character.
Gianni's handwriting was terrible.
Maybe his character, also.
I don't know.
We were together here only a few weeks, but it is true.
He has not come back, and I must pay all of the rent, anyway.
That's Ruby Tuesday, isn't it? You what? Ruby Tuesday.
Goes all over the northwest, her and Jack diamond.
I've been to Galloway.
I can tell her style anywhere-- all curls and colors.
Dragons are her specialty.
You can almost smell the smoke.
Jack can't bear it.
She fills in a wall, and then he comes along and puts his own bits in-- you know, like spikes and jagged edges and that.
They've both had grants from the arts association.
Why? Contributions to popular culture And they've both had youth custody for vandalism.
Depends how you look at it, really.
Thank you so much! May we come again? If you do, next time, we shall talk about me, not all about gianni, huh? Oh, I am sorry.
What must you think of me? It's just that in my business, Ernesto, in good old p.
R.
, human interest, heartbreak, courage in adversity-- they add such value to the nougat.
I'm sure you understand.
I do.
I really do.
[Speaks Italian.]
Hetty: Ta-ta.
I just can't help thinking of that poor lost lad out there on his bike in all weathers.
Well, I've made a note of the saddle sores, Mrs.
Wainthropp.
Do you want me to undertake any medical research? There is no public relations, no prize! They were lying! They know you gave up your job with the veggieburgers! How? Why? [Speaks Italian.]
Speak only in English to me, gianni! It can't be the police.
No, it can't be.
Maybe some newspaper.
Aspetta.
Your Uncle.
How we get into such a mess? We? No "we.
" You get into the mess, gianni.
Like a fool, I tried to help you, huh? [Siren.]
Let's get home, get our heads straight.
Manchester! The agency's fees are being eaten up by bus fares.
If gianni's mum and dad can afford to pay the ransom, they can afford to pay us for another week.
I don't like it, Geoffrey.
It doesn't smell right.
Well, it were a bit pongy on the stairs, but he kept his own place in good order, didn't he? Now, if we're to put the little gray cells to work, we must lay out the evidence.
What do we know so far? Gianni pepinetto enrolled at the language school, paid one term's fees in advance, set up in a rented flat with another student, Ernest torcelli, and got a part-time job at the veggieburger restaurant.
6 weeks ago, he dropped out of school, gave up his job, and disappeared from his flat.
Said he'd find another job, but nobody heard from him since Until Until his fingers started to arrive through the post.
[Beeping.]
He said he'd find another job, but what other work could he get with his English so bad? Have to be unskilled.
Have to be nonspeaking Unless it was with another Italian.
Write that down.
It's a line we might follow.
We don't know he did get work.
The mafia could have took him 6 weeks ago.
I don't believe this mafia story.
There's too much that doesn't add up.
Why did he need money? Everyone needs money.
We do.
He had enough for his school fees and for a down payment on his flat.
He had that part-time job.
Then suddenly, he needs money.
Why? What about gambling? Who'd give him credit? You're thinking of drugs, aren't you? Crack.
There's plenty about.
I'm thinking of his mum and dad scratching about to raise a ransom! I'm thinking of that girl gianetta traveling from Tuscany with a suitcase full of money to the piccadilly hotel, waiting for instructions! I'm thinking of a cruel trick played on folk who love him Just to get money to feed a drug habit! Your little gray cells do make big leaps, Mrs.
Wainthropp.
I've noticed it before.
Robert: He wouldn't cut off his own fingers And pickle them, like.
[Dog barking.]
We'd better have another go at Ernesto, ask him why gianni needed money, andWhat about this Ruby Tuesday? Oh, it seems she travels all over the northwest.
That wall could be anywhere, and so could she.
Young people should stay put.
They've no consideration these days.
How are we going to find her? Well And don't tell me she was at school with you.
Not everyone in the westlinks area was at school with me, Mrs.
Wainthropp, but I do know someone who might be able to help.
[Rock music playing.]
Geoffrey: Right.
Give me a moment.
Man: No, no, jed.
You arms is too stiff.
One with the paint, yeah? Put that one up.
That's looking good.
Geoffrey Shawcross--5-b, free-hand drawing.
You were bloody awful.
I had trouble at home.
Can you come and talk to us? We need your help.
You're interrupting a class.
You can have two minutes.
Ruby Tuesday, right? You're out of luck.
She don't give interviews, and she don't answer questions.
At any road, you can never find her.
Where's this? That? No problem.
That's old-school, that is.
She did all her old-school work round addersleigh.
Decadent stuff--rameau, baudelaire, beardsley.
Still, she had to go through it.
Man: Ambo, over here! Time's up.
Bye, missis.
See you, Geoff.
See you later.
You said he was a famous art critic.
"Northwest art forum.
" Oh, aye.
He does a weekly column, and he's a design consultant for ici when he can be bothered to turn up.
Addersleigh.
You'll need to borrow the scooter from that friend of yours.
You have betrayed the trust I put in you.
Si, signore.
[Speaking Italian.]
[Speaks Italian.]
No, signore.
[Speaks Italian.]
[Speaks Italian.]
Si, signore.
He's disgusting, sweating like a pig.
He can't appear in public like that.
Take care of him.
Get him showered and changed.
I am so sorry to keep you waiting.
You have what we want? Indeed, yes And of the highest quality.
Hetty: I've misled you.
I am not in public relations, and there is no bursary.
I brought you a piece of nougat, the best the pisa airport could provide.
It's not the same as a bursary, but I shall treasure it, of course.
I met gianni's parents in Tuscany.
They were worried, not having heard from him for a long time.
They've employed me to pursue inquiries.
I'm a private detective.
My card.
You certainly fooled me.
So I should hope.
Disguise is part of the job.
Sherlock Holmes could not have done it better.
Fine words butter no parsnips, Ernesto.
I'll have the card back, if you don't mind.
We're running a bit short till I get a reprint done.
NowWhere's gianni gone, and why did he need money? Really, I did not know him so well.
He did not confide in me.
Women? I don't think so.
For an Italian student in britain, women are not a problem.
Gianni--how does one say--pulled the birds.
And do you pull the birds, Ernesto? I came here to learn English.
Most evenings, I don't go out.
Do you need money? Gianni had a part-time job till he gave it up.
Do you? I don't like to interfere so much with my studies.
But we were talking about gianni.
Right.
Back to gianni.
Was he on drugs? I would have noticed.
Gambling? Horses, cards, roulette-- anything like that? Did his parents say he liked to gamble? Did they say anything to help you find him? They said They said he wasn't keen on work.
I think maybe they are right, but it's not much use to help you find him.
Please, Mrs.
Wainthropp, believe me, I don't know much about gianni's business, but if you give me back your card, I will let you know at once whenever I hear some news.
Please.
Announcer: Rider Emory quagglebury is down.
They've got 100 yards left to race.
Byron is leading on the inside.
[Continues announcing race indistinctly.]
Do you recognize him? Did he ever come in here? Well, I can't say.
You get all sorts.
Do you? Looks like mainly regulars to me.
A place like this, there'd be no passing trade.
There are some regulars, naturally.
Was he a regular? I really can't remember.
But you remember he came in? You've seen him before? I never said so.
You've said nothing at all so far.
I find that interesting.
I'm not supposed to say anything.
What happens between a man and his turf accountants, it's confidential.
We learn that on the training course.
It's like being a doctor or a priest.
What's the problem? This lady is harassing me.
I'm a detective.
Have you seen this young man before? It's not the policy of this establishment to provide information about our clients.
So he is a client.
You can't do that.
Council clean-up campaign-- stimulates employment and attracts the tourists.
That's old-school! It's part of our cultural heritage! Don't worry.
She'll be back.
He used to come in.
I shan't deny that.
He had a run of luck to begin with.
Then he lost steadily.
He asked for credit and was refused--end of story.
Refused? It's not our policy to extend credit to students without any visible means of support.
His parents own a hotel! In Italy.
Hardly amounts to a guarantee financial stability.
Oh, you know that, do you? Who told you? HeMay have mentioned it.
I don't suppose you've any idea where he might have gone for credit? Nobody lends without security.
Took his passport.
Why? Stop him doing a runner.
Oh, I've heard of folk like you.
Some poor woman with a bill she can't pay borrows 50 pound, and by the end of the month, it's 300.
How could you hope to collect? We have our ways.
How much does he owe you now? [Taps computer key.]
Nothing.
Loan's paid off.
He paid it off? How? Gentleman paid it off on his behalf.
Oh, ho! Man of distinction.
Bit of a foreigner, I'd say-- well-dressed, well-spoken, carried himself well.
Knew all about the debt.
Paid in full, loan and interest.
I gave him back the passport, and off he went.
Now get rid of it.
[Whistles.]
[Woman speaking indistinctly over p.
A.
.]
Ooh.
Ahh.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again-- it gets the feet, this job.
That scooter is murder on my thighs.
We should have a car.
It would pay for itself.
I'm thinking of buying a pair of doc martens.
Addersleigh area-- it's not very precise.
I must have been to 100 walls, and it's the same with them all-- council is repainting.
[Telephone ringing.]
Robert? Won't be for me.
But I can't answer the phone in wet feet.
[Grunts.]
You've got to persist, Geoffrey, thighs or no thighs.
It's our only hard clue.
Robert: Wainthropp residence.
Oh, right! You've arrived, then.
Gianetta.
Brought the ransom money.
We've not got much to tell her.
Right.
I'll let her know.
And you, love.
Keep your pecker up.
He can be so sympathetic when you're in trouble--Robert.
I forget that sometimes.
She's at the piccadilly hotel, room 517.
She says better not ask for her at reception In case they are watching, so can you find your own way up? Have a nice day! Gianetta: Who is it? Maid with towels! [Whispering.]
Hetty Wainthropp! Open up! You work here? I'm a mistress of disguise.
Let me come in.
Boy: Come on! Wait up! Geoffrey: These don't look much like Ruby's work.
Come around the back.
Roll me over! As my associate said, it's not much to tell.
You have suspicions of gianni.
Yes.
All right.
Left a bit.
Left--whoa.
Right a little bit, half a step.
That's it.
Come back.
Right.
Wait.
Right just a tiny bit.
Whoa.
Right there.
Bingo.
He could not cut off his own fingers.
I can't explain the fingers.
You believe You really believe he'd do this himself? It is your professional opinion? Yes.
Ok.
He's young-- too young, maybe.
He likes to go out, have a good time.
Maybe he gets in debt, like you say.
It's possible.
We don't have no betting shops.
Gianni loves his family.
He would never hurt us.
I brought the ransom money.
I don't know what to do.
You've had no instructions so far? Nothing, except to wait in the room.
Gianni's flatmate, Ernesto torcelli-- have you ever met him? Uh-uh.
Talked on the phone? You wouldn't know his voice? Is there anybody in this country, as far as you know Might have paid off the debt? [Sighs.]
This is a real puzzle.
Something's gone arsy-darsy somewhere.
[Telephone ringing.]
It's them.
Si? Papa! Si.
[Speaking Italian.]
Si.
Gianni's body has been found.
He had been--they haveMutilate.
The fingers? Cut off--both hands.
Little fingers cut And the eyes What about the eyes? He have no eyes.
The Manchester police telephoned my papa.
I must identify.
Then, if they will give me the body, I will take it back to Italy.
Please go now.
How did the police know to phone your parents? His passport was in his pocket.
Signora Wainthropp, I have to say, do not blame yourself.
I do not blame you.
My papa and mama have no bad feelings for you.
It is our fault, our mistake.
We thought that being a woman of some age, the mafia would not notice.
As you said, it is not like the police.
We were foolish.
They notice everything.
You did your best, signora, butYou were out of your league.
[Crying.]
You have a good cry, my love.
You have a good cry.
[Dog barking.]
Where is she? In the front room.
She's gone all broody.
She just sits there staring at nothing.
I keep taking her cups of tea, but they go to waste.
She doesn't even notice.
I found the wall.
You better tell her, then.
I doubt if it will do any good, though.
She says she doesn't blame me.
Of course she blames me.
I blame myself.
I found the wall.
I've promised we'll go no further Ask no more questions, discontinue the investigation.
She's paid us off Out of the ransom money.
I found more than the wall.
I know where gianni got the fingers from.
An undertaker's mute! I said at this very table-- you heard me-- if he got a job, it would be nonspeaking.
Is the undertaker Italian? I've not found out yet.
He bought the firm a few months ago.
It's just by the war memorial-- very posh premises.
Uh, "Francis Gabriel funeral services.
Tact and courtesy guaranteed.
" He's said to be foreign.
Foreign? I knew it-- the fine gentleman who paid off the debt! Here, are we going to have supper soon? I could get something out of the freezer.
Later.
Let's put the case together first.
It's amazing how these little gray cells begin to work when they're given the nourishment of hard information.
Leaping about, are they? Like fleas in a circus.
Start writing.
The photo was taken against the wall in the grounds of the crematorium.
He knew that wall.
Can you slow down a bit? No, I can't.
I'm in full flow.
I could put the oven on, at least.
Who took that photograph? Ernesto.
Right.
It's my guess that Ernesto got gianni the job, and it's my guess that Ernesto was already working with this Mr.
Gabriel.
Should I be writing this bit? It's speculation, isn't it, not knowledge? Write it.
I'll tell you when to stop.
It's my guess there's a family connection.
"Family" as in mafia? "Family" as in family.
The mafia had nothing to do with it.
Undertaking work! What student would think of it without he already had an Uncle in top hat and black gloves? But why should gianni move from a veggieburger restaurant into corpses? It's not a natural career move.
There's money in corpses.
He was trying on this mafia trick to get money out of his mum and dad, but he needed fingers.
Working in a funeral parlor, the uncomplaining dead were all around, but think on.
How did he get the idea in the first place? Ernesto again? It's not good enough.
I must get it right.
Gianni was in debt.
Ernesto got him this job, which paid much more than he was earning.
An undertaker's mute? That's not well-paid, without you do the embalming, as well, and he'd got no training in that.
The job paid well because old Mr.
Gabriel's staff had to be paid well To keep their mouths shut.
You've lost me.
It's guesswork.
Transplants! When the police found gianni's body, it wasn't just the little fingers gone.
It was his eyes, as well.
Cornea transplants.
They'd be sent abroad.
He'd be making a fortune.
It's mainly cremations these days.
Not many are buried.
Once they go through that curtain to the incinerator, who is going to know if they're short of a few bodily bits and pieces? Folks would notice.
Some grieving widow might want a last look.
It's eyes, Robert.
You remember that stuffed ferret you tried to buy at auction, and I put a stop to it? They take out the real eyes and put in glass.
Now, missing fingers would be noticed.
That's where gianni made a mistake, and that's why he had to be killed.
How do we prove it? You don't have to prove it.
The police will do that.
I promised I wouldn't talk to the police, and anyway, as Geoffrey says, it's all guesswork.
Ernesto will crack.
If he doesn't, we've got no case.
We must have proof.
We've got to get into those premises somehow.
It's the only way.
I think your gray cells may have gone a bit too far this time, Mrs.
Wainthropp.
I'm not asking you to go alone.
I'll go with you.
Oh, no, you won't! Provided-- and only provided-- we get our supper first, I'll go with the lad.
You've never been handy with tools.
I doubt they'll be well-protected.
Nobody will burgle an undertaker's.
So turn on the oven.
I'm on me way to the freezer.
Wait! I've got a better idea.
The chapel of rest.
We've come to take our last leave of the late Mr.
satterthwaite.
[Organ playing.]
Just a momentary weakness.
You shouldn't have come, mother.
You're far too sensitive.
After all these years, I have to pay me respects.
Don't worry about me.
I'll be all right now.
[Sniffs.]
I congratulate you.
You've done a wonderful job.
I've never seen him look better.
Well? Man: In certain expectation of eternal bliss in the life hereafter.
[Organ playing "we'll meet again".]
Man: Ladies and gentlemen, I am detective chief inspector Adams.
Man: Please! Adams: Sergeant, around the back! We're sorry to cause a disturbance.
Please don't be upset.
Everything's under control.
Quick! Quick! Stop there! UhPlease.
Please, uh I think your friend Ernesto may be ready to talk.
You'll find he speaks excellent English.
You want to come around the back? Try and stop us.
Minister: Perhaps we should all stay where we are In silent prayer.
Did the late Mr.
satterthwaite have two glass eyes, madam, are you able to say? You don't understand! It's a public service we've been doing here! There's a need for spare-part surgery! Geoffrey: There we are.
Lovely work.
Lovely work.