THE FRANCIS BLAKE AFFAIR
Mystery in the Intelligence Service.
Traitor in the secret service.
No one knows how to flush him out.
A traitor in your service?
First I've heard of it.
We're friends but there are some things I can't tell you.
I work in the secret service, remember?
It doesn't seem that secret to me.
Splashed all over the front pages.
Indeed. I wish it were otherwise, believe me.
Good evening, professor, captain.
This Pomerol '47 rejoices the heart,
doesn't it?
What? Quite, a delightful wine.
Francis, give it a rest.
You seem really upset and worried.
It's this traitor business, eh?
Let's talk about something else.
Aren't you going to Ardmuir Castle
for this seminar
with all those top scientists?
I'm flattered they invited me.
Look at that.
In such a setting it will feel like a holiday.
A holiday. That would do me a world of good.
If my problems get me down,
I'll go to my cousin Virginia's.
Virginia?
I didn't know you had a cousin.
Virginia Campbell.
She runs a bed and breakfast in Seanberry, near York.
Remember the address.
If you wish. I'll make a note of it.
Memorise it. You can do that, can't you?
Of course. Why make such a song and dance about it?
I can't say any more.
I have to be up early in the morning.
May I see your pass?
He's not going to talk.
What does he know, anyway?
He's one of the small fry, like the others we've caught.
I doubt if he knows anything.
Be that as it may, the minister's growing impatient.
He's sending his secretary to interview the prisoner.
That's him now. Come in.
May I introduce Sir Harold Smith,
secretary to the Home Secretary.
Gentlemen.
For the third and last time, Jennings...
For the third and last time, I have no idea who put the message
in that statue.
What's the latest from the lab?
We have photos of everyone
who came close to the statue.
But the films were wiped out before we could develop them.
That's deplorable.
Indeed, sir. Deplorable.
Sir,
we managed to salvage a few slides.
Something new! Let's take a look.
This is St James's Park.
We know that! Get on with it.
It was from that crevice
that Jennings fished the message.
Fifteen minutes earlier,
a man walked right up to the statue and touched it.
There he is.
He's slipping something into the crevice.
I'll try to refocus and zoom in on his face.
Blake! What's the meaning of this?
Ridiculous!
Captain, is that you?
Of course not. I admit there's a superficial resemblance
but it's a bad photo and...
Until we're sure you're under arrest.
Church, disarm him.
Sorry, Captain...
Church!
Hand over your gun.
Do as you're told.
Back off, all of you.
Don't be a fool, captain.
Against the wall.
The key to the cuffs.
- What the... - Come on.
Stay where you are.
And Church, don't try anything.
Give up now, Blake.
Goodbye, gentlemen.
Captain, surrender.
You haven't a hope.
Get off.
No time to explain.
Close the gate!
No, don't close it!
Make your mind up.
Hang on tight.
One moment, sir.
What's going on here?
Let him through.
Professor, we were expecting you.
Sorry to have dragged you away from your work.
I sent for you because...
By the tartan of clan MacGregor,
what's going on?
You'll find out soon enough. It's time for the news.
Captain Francis Blake of MI5
is charged with high treason.
Unmasked by a camera shot,
he fled this afternoon,
shooting at his 2nd-in-command.
And this just in: Blake recently withdrew £30,000
from a secret fund, so...
Heard enough?
Blake, a traitor?
And for money? No, I don't believe it.
I didn't either at first. But now...
Look at this.
The head's been glued back on.
Open it up.
Do no such thing!
It's part of Blake's collection.
Bingo!
What more proof do you need?
I'm sorry but, as of now,
you and your home are under surveillance.
What'll happen if you find him?
We'll find him,
dead or alive!
I bet Mortimer's in on it.
Blake's in serious danger. I have to find him.
But where?
If my problems get me down,
I'll go to my cousin Virginia's.
Virginia Campbell.
She runs a bed and breakfast in Seanberry, near York.
Remember the address.
A brand-new cousin and a thick fog of mystery.
He was trying to pass me a message.
When is there a train for York?
Don't be so naive, you fool! The line is tapped.
In fact, that's an idea.
Control to Kendall,
the professor's sent out for dinner.
Do you read me?
Loud and clear.
Company's coming.
We're about the same size.
I suppose we are, sir, but...
Would you like to earn £50?
Fifty quid? What do I have to do?
Nothing much. Listen...
Hey, you!
Hold it.
The bird has flown.
Look, sir.
He's played out.
A man your age shouldn't run like that.
And what a simple-minded plan.
Did you think we'd...
Goodbye.
We've been had!
Shut up!
The Blake affair, read all about it!
Double agent on the run.
The Blake affair.
All about the Blake affair.
Double agent on the run.
Attention, please. The train for York will depart at 10.51.
The train for York will depart at 10.51.
Will your friends be on time?
They're always on time.
See. What did I tell you?
Get in, quick!
Odd.
The train doesn't usually stop here.
Identification, please.
How am I to get where I'm going?
Problems with the coppers?
Where are you bound?
To York. I must get to York.
Nothing could be easier.
Climb in, guv.
Are you sure?
Of course. This is my line.
All aboard, guv.
How do I get into these things?
And where is poor old Francis now?
Don't worry, lads.
It's just a level crossing.
Are we nearly there?
Another hour. We'll be there by dawn.
I can't wait for dawn.
Six on the nose.
On time or what?
You have the goods?
I wouldn't want
to make that trip every day.
Good to see you.
Could you hand over your pistol?
Why should I?
Come on. Be nice, can't you?
Slowly.
Thank you so much, captain.
But why?
Are you mad, you filthy scoundrel?
Olrik!
Really, captain. Don't be so upset.
He served his purpose.
It's your turn to do the same.
Soon be there, guv.
What? What was that?
We're almost in York.
Oh, yes. Thank you.
Better jump before the station.
Thanks. I will.
Best of luck, guv.
I'm filthy. Let's hope no one notices.
I'd rather keep myself to myself but I have to ask the way.
The Blake affair.
Having disappeared,
Professor Mortimer, Blake's best friend,
is now being sought by the police.
He's 5ft 11in, with red hair and a beard.
What'll it be?
If you see this man...
My bike. Stop, thief!
Stop, thief!
Call the police!
A roadblock!
Trapped by that fiend Olrik!
That wasn't part of my plan.
Your dinner wear, sir.
The colonel invites you to dine with him this evening.
At last. This must be the place.
Come in, professor.
You're in time for tea.
No, professor,
I'm not Captain Blake's cousin.
I'm an agent in his secret network.
Secret? You mean...
No one else knows about it.
He believes the traitor is someone high-up.
He thought he could unmask the mole
if he pretended to be the traitor.
But then he has no protection.
No one knows about this apart from Church.
They staged the whole thing.
I trust you'll appreciate my cook.
Bon appétit, captain.
Spare me the polished chit-chat.
Why did you kill Jennings?
With your pistol, too. That's the best part.
They'll hold you responsible.
You're a miserable rogue!
But you must admit I'm not stupid.
Who were you trying to fool by posing as a traitor?
It wasn't a bad idea.
Free Jennings, follow him and infiltrate the network.
Unfortunately, there was me!
What's your role in this network?
Curiosity killed the cat.
The Blake affair.
The police have discovered the body of Jennings.
It seems that the captain gunned him down in cold blood.
Colonel Cartwright of Intelligence
and Sir Harold Smith are on the scene.
The Intelligence Service trusted Captain Blake,
making his betrayal worse.
We intend to make an example of him.
Blake is a traitor and a criminal.
By the tartan of clan MacGregor,
how dare they...
And this just in:
After Professor Mortimer's disappearance,
Blake's assistant, John Church, has now gone missing.
That's why I've had no news.
Church maintained our radio liaison.
I'm very worried.
This unusual mission, entrusted to me by a foreign power,
will take place at Ardmuir Castle.
Perhaps you know it?
Yes, I think so.
I know you do.
Mortimer must have mentioned it.
He's one of five physicists
invited for this very morning.
Yes. Now I remember.
Well, the stupid man
has gone searching for you instead.
I read it in the paper.
Good old Philip. He must be in touch with Virginia.
Be that as it may, you know nothing of my role in the network.
And you didn't know I was the double agent feeding data.
That's why it works so well.
No one knows who's who.
You may have a point.
Come with me.
So you're really a traitor?
What could possibly motivate you to do that?
Money, of course.
That's fair enough.
I'm virtually sure I believe you.
And I have a foolproof way for you to prove I'm right.
Church?
I kidnapped your sidekick. As a precaution.
A good idea, eh?
Get to the point. What do you want?
Nothing could be simpler.
I want you to execute him for me. That's all.
Captain, you wouldn't...
Sorry, old man.
We'll let you get on with it.
I don't want to watch. But I'll be listening.
There's one bullet in the gun.
You have sixty seconds.
No, captain!
Please!
Please, don't shoot!
- A poignant situation, eh? - Very.
No, I beg you!
Well done, Blake.
Let's go and see.
Don't move.
Nice work, captain.
Come on, Church.
We need a diversion.
Maybe we could...
Fire!
Help!
Hey, you! Over here.
In the cellar.
Is that you, boss?
Why are you...
Get me out of here! Through the garage.
You two, with me.
We have to save the boss.
It worked!
They're starting to panic.
Come on, Church.
Hang on.
Out of here before the firemen show up.
Blue parrot to black stallion.
Read you loud and clear, over.
Come in.
What's going on?
Mr Church is back on the air.
I have to get you away.
Where?
Top secret. We leave in half an hour.
Kendall!
It didn't take him long.
Inspector Kendall, London.
The police? Is anything wrong?
A red-haired man with a beard came here yesterday, didn't he?
A guest at my bed and breakfast. He's just left.
I'd like to look at his room if I may.
He left a few minutes ago.
I haven't made the bed yet.
Where was he heading?
No idea. He wasn't very chatty.
I'm sorry.
I wish you luck.
Well, well!
Is this what you're looking for?
Finally collared you!
I'm not going to let you go.
Get in.
Hurry!
Thanks.
Don't mention it. But we're not out of the woods yet.
Wasn't that Miss Campbell?
It certainly was.
What traffic!
Faster, or they'll lose us!
Attention, general alert!
Set up roadblocks throughout the area.
Come along.
Take off your clothes.
Pardon?
Perfect.
You look perfect.
Good luck, professor.
Thanks.
Picked them up?
Yes, sir. At a roadblock north of York.
Well done!
Who's he?
His name's Philip Mortimer. So he says.
It was a joke.
A joke, you say?
A joke,
nothing more.
You, Miss Campbell, I'll teach you to make jokes!
I've done my bit.
He'll take over now. Goodbye.
Good evening, professor.
Good evening. May I know your name?
It's of no importance.
We have 60 kilometres ahead of us.
It's a disgrace, do you hear? A disgrace!
Blake, your best agent, disappears.
Then his assistant and Mortimer.
You can't find any of them?
Clean up this mess in 48 hours or resign, Cartwright!
That was the minister's secretary, wasn't it?
Sir Harold Smith in person.
Clean up this mess in 48 hours or resign!
- He threatened to fire you? - No.
I'm threatening to fire you if you don't sort this out.
Right away, sir!
Professor, end of the line.
This looks like the Highlands.
That's right.
Climb to the standing stones.
You'll find your contact.
Who is it?
No idea. Goodbye, professor.
Goodbye.
I'm happy to have met you.
Thanks.
Here I am...
Sorry to disturb you,
they told me to come over the ridge. Are you my...
Blake!
You ruddy clown!
I'm delighted to see you.
It's mutual, old chap. After you.
Care for some coffee?
Black stallion to blue parrot.
Red buffalo is safely home.
Church is telling Virginia you made it.
What teamwork. Bravo, Francis!
Red buffalo,
this is my original dream team. May I introduce Church?
- Of course. - Hello.
Delighted.
He helped shepherd you here.
I have to admit that my mysterious journey was very efficient.
But I'm missing my physics seminar
at Ardmuir Castle. It began yesterday.
What's so funny?
Finish your coffee. I've a surprise for you.
I'll brace myself.
I have something to show you. You'll be interested.
Let's go.
Take these. Have a look.
It's Ardmuir Castle.
Right.
You never got there
but you're better off here.
What do you mean?
Olrik's up to something.
Olrik? Him again?
Yes, Olrik.
Everywhere we turn, there he is.
I believe those physicists
are in serious danger.
Good morning, gentlemen.
Did you sleep well?
I think I speak for all of us
when I say yes.
We're all delighted.
Only one fly in the ointment.
Mortimer isn't here.
I just heard on the radio
that the police are after him.
He was mixed up in a spy network.
Philip, a spy?
That's ridiculous.
Impossible.
Olrik is mounting a big operation.
He told me so himself.
But I don't know where he'll strike or when.
Do you have a plan?
Not yet,
but I put an assault team on alert.
Their base isn't far away.
Look out!
Split up, it's our only chance.
Don't shoot. I surrender.
He's cornered.
He was so scared he fell.
That's quite a dive.
May he rest in pieces!
Get in, quickly!
Thanks.
Captain Blake.
What a pleasant surprise.
Sir Harold Smith!
The same.
Lady luck is on my side.
Hands up.
I don't understand, sir.
You must admit it's funny.
The police are looking for you
and you hitch a ride with me,
secretary to the Home Secretary.
What are you doing on this road?
I might ask you the same thing.
What a silly question! Didn't you know that I own
Ardmuir Castle?
What's going on? Who is this man?
It's the notorious Captain Blake,
wanted for treason and murder.
A big fish, all right.
Olrik's butler!
So they're all in this together.
Smith! So you're the mole I've been after for so long.
You and Deloraine are in it with that rascal Olrik.
Very good, captain.
I'll trade you your assistant's life for that pistol.
I'm quite serious.
I can see that. What happened to the physicists?
They're sleeping like babies. Look.
A two-way mirror.
Have a look.
We put an extra little something in their breakfast coffee.
They'll wake up in a foreign country that's paid a lot
for physicists of their calibre.
You rogue.
So that's your plan.
Scientists are selling well these days.
I'm only sorry I'm missing one.
Pardon?
Your friend Mortimer was scheduled to attend this seminar.
But the silly man decided he'd rather jump off a cliff.
What?
It doesn't matter much.
You lose one scientist, you catch two secret agents.
Lock them up until we leave.
This way, gentlemen.
I need room to manoeuvre.
A tunnel!
Damn!
A cave.
Pictish writing!
This must be a tomb
from at least 600 B.C.
How absolutely fabulous.
I ever I get out of here I'll come back with a torch.
Blast it!
I'm afraid we're done for.
It's my fault Mortimer's dead.
No one can save us now.
That was my last match.
That must lead to the castle cellars.
Get the scientists aboard. Hurry!
What did he do to them?
He must have drugged them.
Dump them in their cabins.
We leave in fifteen minutes.
Bring Blake and his sidekick last of all.
Mortimer, you're alive.
And just in time to save our lives.
First things first. Give me a hand with the guard.
They won't spot you.
Run for it and call in the S.A.S.
Right, captain.
Meanwhile, Blake and I will try to delay the submarine.
We have eleven minutes.
Let's check this out.
- Bingo! - What do you mean?
- Exactly what we need. - Really?
In six minutes from now,
whether I'm back or not, blow it all up.
Over here!
Is anyone there?
Let that fool out of there.
Blake and Church have escaped.
General alert! Check the cave.
Blake doesn't matter.
As long as we have the scientists.
I want Blake! Don't you understand? Find him!
Two minutes more.
Well, well.
Very interesting.
10, 9, 8, 7...
You're in good shape for a dead man.
On your feet, Mortimer!
Francis!
Everybody freeze!
Hang on, captain. We made it.
Church.
Till next time, gentlemen. I'll have my revenge.
That man is a rat!
A lift to London?
I just spent 24 hours in a truck, so personally...
You could always try a Rolls Royce.
Turn-around in the Blake affair!
He's a hero, not a traitor.
Congratulations, Francis.
You're making headlines.
Professor Mortimer saves his colleagues.
The gallant professor rescues Blake as well.
We're even, Philip. Both heroes!
We were quite heroic.
And modest, too!
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