caller, she did.
Many a caller.
And always with some little token.
Me mum says a man loves you,
he shows you proper.
- With some little token.
- Quite so.
If you will permit me, I should be
delighted to give you a "token" myself.
- You're a bold gent!
- I'm most serious, I assure you.
- What, here on the train?
- Why not?
Have you not heard of
the 50-mile-an-hour club?
I'm told it's beneficial to the circulation.
- But the van's locked from outside.
- It's taken care of.
- How?
- You'll see soon enough.
My friend will come over the top of
the train between Redhill and Ashford.
That's the fastest part of the run.
I suppose it is.
What about all them bridges?
Your friend, mate, he's mad.
- What's going on?
- Take the rope.
- Is he up there now?
- He is.
He's lucky to be alive.
- Hold on.
- All right.
Now let it go easy.
Go on.
I can't get over the feeling...
You look very familiar.
- Are you sure we've never met?
- Oh, no, sir.
What does your mum do?
Me mum?
She's a seamstress.
An honourable trade.
Me mum's made dresses for Lady
Eversham herself, I'll have you know.
I'm acquainted with Lady Eversham.
- All done?
- Done.
Good. We've got less than a minute.
Bloody hell, you look a sight.
I look a sight?
No, but you're all covered in soot.
It's the smoke.
- I haven't brought a change of clothing.
- That's brilliant!
What are you going to wear
coming off Folkestone station?
Oh, no!
Bloody hell! You paint me green,
make me lie in a coffin with a dead cat,
and now you strip me bollock-naked. No!
- Shut up.
- Bloody hell!
Let's go.
He'll take the river road
and meet us in Folkestone.
Take hold of the rope.
We'll be through Ashford soon. Pull it.
We'll pass Ashford soon.
Best lock me up.
- Sweet dreams.
- Not bloody likely.
Me mum told me the best gents were the
ones to watch. Full of tricks, they are.
I knew of one caller, wanted me to come
to a room he had, full of whips and such.
Whips?
Can you imagine!
- Well, me mum, she told me...
- My dear, my dear, my dearest!
What a man you are!
What do you take me for?
Impossible woman.
Robbery indeed. The very idea!
Arrest that man!
The court thanks you for providing us
with so clear an explanation
of your manner in committing the crime.
I'm glad to be of help.
The police seemed to be confused.
Do spare us your impoverished
witticisms, Mr Pierce.
Your presence here
attests to their efficiency.
You know, you are a very unusual man.
Mr Pierce, I put it to you directly.
Did you never feel at any time
some sense of impropriety,
some recognition of misconduct,
some comprehension of unlawful
behaviour, some moral misgivings
in the performance of these
various and sundry criminal acts?
- I don't understand the question.
- Evidently not.
Sir, it is a recognised truth
of jurisprudence
that laws are created by men
and that civilised men,
in a tradition of more than two millennia,
agree to abide by these laws
for the common good of all society.
For it is only by the rule of law
that any civilisation holds itself above
the promiscuous squalor of barbarism.
Now, on the matter of motive, we ask you:
Why did you conceive, plan and execute
this dastardly and scandalous crime?
I wanted the money.
He'll get 20 years for that.
What the hell are you waiting for?
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