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John? | 0:00:24 | 0:00:25 | |
DOOR CLOSES | 0:00:30 | 0:00:31 | |
You came quick. | 0:00:33 | 0:00:34 | |
-They said it would only be a matter of hours. -Aye. | 0:00:34 | 0:00:37 | |
His elevens are up. | 0:00:37 | 0:00:39 | |
-I beg your pardon? -His elevens. | 0:00:39 | 0:00:42 | |
Flesh on the back of his neck standing out like the number eleven. | 0:00:42 | 0:00:46 | |
That's the mark of death - I know it well. | 0:00:46 | 0:00:50 | |
He won't last the night... | 0:00:53 | 0:00:55 | |
That's my opinion. | 0:00:55 | 0:00:57 | |
I imagine you has expectations, eh, missus? | 0:00:58 | 0:01:03 | |
Of moving in here, when the master's gone? | 0:01:03 | 0:01:06 | |
Well. We have...an understanding. | 0:01:06 | 0:01:09 | |
My uncle has always led me to believe that the estate | 0:01:10 | 0:01:13 | |
will be divided equally between my cousin John and myself. | 0:01:13 | 0:01:17 | |
Oh, aye? | 0:01:17 | 0:01:18 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:01:18 | 0:01:20 | |
Though it's in very poor taste to discuss such things. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:24 | |
At a time like this. | 0:01:24 | 0:01:26 | |
He won't mind. The old devil! | 0:01:26 | 0:01:29 | |
Mrs Goundry! | 0:01:29 | 0:01:30 | |
Oh, I know he's a parson, but he's the very devil! | 0:01:30 | 0:01:33 | |
I should know. Slaving and doing for him all these years. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:38 | |
Still. He's got a reckoning coming soon, in't he? | 0:01:38 | 0:01:43 | |
With the Almighty. | 0:01:43 | 0:01:45 | |
Or someone else. | 0:01:47 | 0:01:50 | |
SHE CHUCKLES | 0:01:50 | 0:01:52 | |
Mary? | 0:02:00 | 0:02:01 | |
Mary, is that you? | 0:02:05 | 0:02:07 | |
Yes, Uncle. It's me. | 0:02:07 | 0:02:10 | |
Is there anything that you need? | 0:02:10 | 0:02:12 | |
I'm dying, Mary. | 0:02:12 | 0:02:14 | |
Come closer, Mary. | 0:02:19 | 0:02:21 | |
There's something you must know... | 0:02:28 | 0:02:31 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:02:55 | 0:02:56 | |
Long time since your last visit, sir. | 0:02:56 | 0:02:58 | |
Yes, indeed. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:00 | |
I have here the title of a book. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:03 | |
A book I... | 0:03:03 | 0:03:05 | |
want. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:07 | |
The light is very bad, you see, | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
and to go traipsing up and down stairs at my time of life, | 0:03:09 | 0:03:13 | |
-I wonder... -I quite understand, sir. I find it a daily trial myself. | 0:03:13 | 0:03:18 | |
Oooh, you should hear my knees when I bend down. | 0:03:18 | 0:03:21 | |
-Yes, yes... -Like pistol shots. | 0:03:21 | 0:03:23 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:03:23 | 0:03:24 | |
I wonder, is there anyone who could go and find the book for me? | 0:03:24 | 0:03:27 | |
Eh? Um... | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
Ah, just the fellow. One of our students, sir. | 0:03:34 | 0:03:37 | |
Paying his way through the university. | 0:03:37 | 0:03:39 | |
-Mr Garrett! -Yes. | 0:03:39 | 0:03:42 | |
Have you a minute to help this gentleman? | 0:03:42 | 0:03:44 | |
-With pleasure, Sniffer. -Eh? | 0:03:44 | 0:03:46 | |
Um...Mr Hodgson. | 0:03:46 | 0:03:48 | |
Gentleman here's after a book. | 0:03:48 | 0:03:50 | |
Well, he's come to the right place. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:53 | |
Right, "Talmud: Tractate Middoth. | 0:03:53 | 0:03:56 | |
"The commentaries of Nachmanides, Amsterdam, 1707." | 0:03:56 | 0:04:01 | |
And what's that when it's at home? | 0:04:01 | 0:04:03 | |
It's a collection of Hebrew writings, Mr Hodgson. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:06 | |
Oh. Very exotic. | 0:04:06 | 0:04:10 | |
I think I can find this easily enough. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:12 | |
Oh, I suppose it's that edition you want? | 0:04:12 | 0:04:14 | |
That and no other. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:16 | |
If it's no trouble. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:17 | |
None at all. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:19 | |
Much obliged, I'm sure. | 0:04:19 | 0:04:20 | |
Won't be a moment. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:22 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:04:25 | 0:04:27 | |
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH | 0:04:39 | 0:04:40 | |
Well? | 0:04:46 | 0:04:47 | |
-I'm so sorry. The book's out. -Out? Are you sure? | 0:04:47 | 0:04:50 | |
Well, I saw a gentleman take the book off the shelf. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:52 | |
A gentleman? What... | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
..what was he like? | 0:04:57 | 0:04:58 | |
Oh, shortish. In a sort of cloak. | 0:04:58 | 0:05:03 | |
Old-fashioned. Like a priest. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:06 | |
If you don't mind waiting, he'll be down in a minute. | 0:05:06 | 0:05:09 | |
I'm sure he'll be here in a bit and maybe he'll let you have the book. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:20 | |
No, no. I won't... | 0:05:20 | 0:05:21 | |
I...I can't wait now, thank you. | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
No. Train, you see. I must catch... | 0:05:25 | 0:05:29 | |
I'll be back. Tomorrow. | 0:05:29 | 0:05:32 | |
Yes, tomorrow. | 0:05:32 | 0:05:33 | |
All right. I'll have it ready if... | 0:05:33 | 0:05:35 | |
MR HODGSON SNIFFS | 0:05:38 | 0:05:39 | |
Shouldn't have left it so late, should he? | 0:05:39 | 0:05:42 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
Something the matter, chum? | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
Oh, no. Not really, George. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:16 | |
Just that I feel such a bloody fool. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:18 | |
Oh? | 0:06:18 | 0:06:20 | |
A gentleman was after this book. | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
I told him it was out and here it is. | 0:06:22 | 0:06:24 | |
Large as life! | 0:06:24 | 0:06:26 | |
My mistake. | 0:06:29 | 0:06:30 | |
-Funny, though. -Hmm? | 0:06:33 | 0:06:34 | |
I've not seem him come down. | 0:06:34 | 0:06:36 | |
Did you see him? | 0:06:37 | 0:06:38 | |
Old man in a cloak, bald, had the look of a vicar? | 0:06:38 | 0:06:41 | |
I fear I was too immersed | 0:06:41 | 0:06:43 | |
in the Apocrypha of the Book of Daniel, chum. | 0:06:43 | 0:06:46 | |
Well. You've found it now. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
I'm sure our customer will be back for it in his own good time. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:06:53 | 0:06:54 | |
-What's that? -Yes. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:55 | |
I've noticed that too. Last couple of days. | 0:06:55 | 0:06:59 | |
I assumed it was your... | 0:06:59 | 0:07:00 | |
Not guilty. Ready rub. | 0:07:00 | 0:07:02 | |
Doesn't smell too healthy, does it? | 0:07:04 | 0:07:06 | |
Hmmm... | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
Dust? | 0:07:08 | 0:07:09 | |
Hmm, rum sort of dust. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:11 | |
Ah! Early start today, sir? | 0:07:51 | 0:07:54 | |
You have it? You have the book? | 0:07:54 | 0:07:55 | |
You're going to think me a bit dim, Mr...? | 0:07:55 | 0:07:58 | |
Eldred. Why? What's happened? | 0:07:58 | 0:08:00 | |
What's...wrong? | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
Well, it hadn't been taken out at all! | 0:08:02 | 0:08:04 | |
If you don't mind waiting, I'll go and fetch it now. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:07 | |
TOILET FLUSHES | 0:08:10 | 0:08:12 | |
MR HODGSON SNIFFS | 0:08:18 | 0:08:20 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:08:34 | 0:08:36 | |
Oh, sorry. | 0:08:43 | 0:08:44 | |
Excuse me. | 0:08:46 | 0:08:48 | |
Are you... | 0:08:48 | 0:08:49 | |
Will you be taking out that book? | 0:08:51 | 0:08:54 | |
It's just that there's a gentleman downstairs | 0:08:57 | 0:08:59 | |
who's very keen to borrow...that.. | 0:08:59 | 0:09:01 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:09:06 | 0:09:08 | |
RATTLING | 0:09:15 | 0:09:18 | |
METALLIC TAP | 0:09:23 | 0:09:24 | |
This is intolerable! | 0:09:34 | 0:09:35 | |
Sir? | 0:09:35 | 0:09:37 | |
Is it a long way to that part of the library? | 0:09:37 | 0:09:39 | |
-Hm? -Where our friend is? | 0:09:39 | 0:09:41 | |
Oh. Well, well...I was thinking myself it was a bit funny. | 0:09:41 | 0:09:48 | |
That young fella's very swift as a rule. | 0:09:48 | 0:09:51 | |
I'll just see if I can conjure him up. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:54 | |
-I beg your pardon? -On the telephone, sir! | 0:09:54 | 0:09:56 | |
Ah, is Mr Garrett up there with you? | 0:10:03 | 0:10:05 | |
You what...? | 0:10:07 | 0:10:09 | |
And... | 0:10:09 | 0:10:11 | |
Oh, dear... Right. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:13 | |
Well, thank you. | 0:10:14 | 0:10:15 | |
Well, I'm sorry to tell you, sir, | 0:10:18 | 0:10:22 | |
but something seems to have happened that's a bit awkward. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:25 | |
Mr Garrett's had an attack. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
You mean something... | 0:10:28 | 0:10:30 | |
someone has injured him? | 0:10:30 | 0:10:33 | |
Oh, no, no, nothing like that. | 0:10:33 | 0:10:35 | |
No, it seems he was taken poorly, | 0:10:35 | 0:10:39 | |
and sent home out the back. | 0:10:39 | 0:10:40 | |
I see. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:42 | |
MR HODGSON SNIFFS | 0:10:42 | 0:10:43 | |
Not a strong constitution, that young lad, I'd say. | 0:10:43 | 0:10:47 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
Now, sir, as to your book, | 0:10:49 | 0:10:51 | |
perhaps you might be able to find it yourself? | 0:10:51 | 0:10:54 | |
We don't want you disappointed twice now, do we? | 0:10:54 | 0:10:58 | |
No, I think I'd rather wait. | 0:11:00 | 0:11:03 | |
These old legs of mine, as I say. | 0:11:04 | 0:11:06 | |
I'll...I'll make other arrangements. | 0:11:11 | 0:11:16 | |
'You thought you saw something?' | 0:11:23 | 0:11:25 | |
I did see something. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:26 | |
Go on. | 0:11:26 | 0:11:28 | |
That smell of dust, the one you mentioned? | 0:11:29 | 0:11:32 | |
Yes? | 0:11:32 | 0:11:33 | |
It was very strong... | 0:11:33 | 0:11:35 | |
Perhaps you got a lungful and it caused you to take a tumble? | 0:11:36 | 0:11:39 | |
No, no. It was something I saw. | 0:11:39 | 0:11:42 | |
You don't mind this? | 0:11:44 | 0:11:45 | |
-Oh, no. -Mother says it's pretentious of me, but I don't know. | 0:11:45 | 0:11:48 | |
Gives one a certain distinction, don't you think? | 0:11:48 | 0:11:51 | |
Like Stewart Granger or someone. | 0:11:51 | 0:11:53 | |
Sorry. Go on, something you saw. | 0:11:54 | 0:11:57 | |
Oh, sorry. | 0:12:07 | 0:12:09 | |
Will you be taking out that book? | 0:12:10 | 0:12:12 | |
It's just that there's a gentleman downstairs who's very keen | 0:12:15 | 0:12:17 | |
to borrow...that... | 0:12:17 | 0:12:20 | |
-'Trick of the light. -No.' | 0:12:42 | 0:12:44 | |
The dust, as I say, got on your chest and gave you a funny turn. | 0:12:44 | 0:12:47 | |
No, George, I know what I say and it nearly did for me. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:52 | |
So, what are you saying it was? | 0:12:52 | 0:12:55 | |
A ghost? | 0:12:55 | 0:12:56 | |
Never heard old Sniffer say the place was haunted. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:03 | |
Nor me. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:05 | |
I don't mean to seem uncharitable, chum... | 0:13:06 | 0:13:09 | |
But you don't believe me. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:10 | |
Well. Things like that just don't happen any more, do they? | 0:13:10 | 0:13:13 | |
Which suggests you believe that once, they did? | 0:13:13 | 0:13:15 | |
We used to think the sun moved around the Earth. | 0:13:15 | 0:13:17 | |
And that the moon was made of green cheese. | 0:13:17 | 0:13:21 | |
Maybe it is. | 0:13:21 | 0:13:23 | |
If I were you, I'd take the chance to get away for a while, old son. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:27 | |
Change of air always works wonders. | 0:13:27 | 0:13:29 | |
What about the seaside? | 0:13:29 | 0:13:31 | |
Or somewhere in the country? | 0:13:31 | 0:13:33 | |
Read a few books, eh? Rather than just cataloguing them. | 0:13:33 | 0:13:38 | |
I've a couple I could lend you. | 0:13:38 | 0:13:40 | |
Fully illustrated. | 0:13:40 | 0:13:42 | |
No, thanks. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:44 | |
Think about it - fresh air, | 0:13:44 | 0:13:47 | |
nice pubs, pretty girls. | 0:13:47 | 0:13:50 | |
Toodle-oo. | 0:13:52 | 0:13:53 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:13:55 | 0:13:56 | |
DOOR CLOSES | 0:13:56 | 0:13:58 | |
STEAM TRAIN PASSES | 0:14:01 | 0:14:05 | |
-WOMAN'S VOICE: -Course it's all go, go, go these days. I can recall | 0:14:07 | 0:14:11 | |
the charmingly, leisurely charabanc excursion to Formby beach | 0:14:11 | 0:14:14 | |
when I was a slip of a thing | 0:14:14 | 0:14:16 | |
and quite a spread was laid on. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:18 | |
But one was content with fish paste then, wasn't one, Mr Tallyround? | 0:14:18 | 0:14:21 | |
SHE GIGGLES | 0:14:23 | 0:14:24 | |
These young people and their ideas, traipsing all over the Continent. | 0:14:24 | 0:14:29 | |
I don't see the point. | 0:14:29 | 0:14:30 | |
I mean to say they could go to Morecombe, or Lytham, | 0:14:30 | 0:14:34 | |
for prices such as that. | 0:14:34 | 0:14:35 | |
Or I dare say, at a push, Llandudno, | 0:14:35 | 0:14:40 | |
but that wouldn't do for us, would it, Mr Tallyrond? | 0:14:40 | 0:14:43 | |
But Burnham, now, charming and lovely scenery | 0:14:43 | 0:14:49 | |
and very, very reasonably priced. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:53 | |
Do you have anywhere to stay? | 0:14:53 | 0:14:55 | |
Yes, I'm being met. | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
Oooh. | 0:14:57 | 0:14:58 | |
'Burnham, Burnham!' | 0:14:58 | 0:14:59 | |
Oooh, here we are. Cases, Mr Tallyrond. | 0:14:59 | 0:15:02 | |
Tickets, please. | 0:15:09 | 0:15:10 | |
What is it? | 0:15:10 | 0:15:11 | |
Ohhh, of course, oh, silly me! Oh, where have I put the dratted thing? | 0:15:11 | 0:15:16 | |
Of course, in more refined days, one concealed | 0:15:16 | 0:15:18 | |
the unused portion in one's glove. | 0:15:18 | 0:15:20 | |
I haven't, have I? | 0:15:20 | 0:15:21 | |
Mr Tallyrond... | 0:15:23 | 0:15:24 | |
Hurry, please, would you? | 0:15:24 | 0:15:26 | |
Do you have my ticket remnant? | 0:15:26 | 0:15:27 | |
Sorry, it's just that I'm not feeling very well. | 0:15:27 | 0:15:30 | |
-I'm very sorry, I'm sure. -It's just that I'm not quite myself. | 0:15:30 | 0:15:32 | |
-Well, there's no need to be impertinent. -I wasn't. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:35 | |
Good manners cost nothing, do they, Mr Tallyrond? | 0:15:35 | 0:15:37 | |
I didn't mean to offend you. | 0:15:37 | 0:15:39 | |
It's just as I was saying - everyone's in a hurry, hurry, hurry. | 0:15:39 | 0:15:42 | |
No refinement, no grace. | 0:15:42 | 0:15:45 | |
Only the other day, I was forced to open a hotel door | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
on my own volition... | 0:15:47 | 0:15:48 | |
TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS | 0:15:57 | 0:15:58 | |
I can't thank you enough. | 0:16:37 | 0:16:38 | |
You've been so kind to me. | 0:16:38 | 0:16:41 | |
What did the doctor say, Mr Garrett? | 0:16:41 | 0:16:43 | |
Oh, just overwork, that's all. | 0:16:43 | 0:16:46 | |
Nervous strain, my...my memory's a bit foggy too. | 0:16:46 | 0:16:52 | |
Lots of rest, that's what I need. | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
Well, we're quite empty at this time of the season. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:58 | |
So it's very nice for us to have some company. | 0:16:58 | 0:17:00 | |
It's a lovely room, Mrs Simpson. | 0:17:00 | 0:17:01 | |
I feel I'm in very good hands. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:04 | |
What do you do for a living? | 0:17:04 | 0:17:05 | |
-I work in a library. -Oh. | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
Cataloguing, research... That sort of thing. | 0:17:09 | 0:17:12 | |
Helps pay my way through university. | 0:17:12 | 0:17:13 | |
We're not so keen on books, are we, Mum? | 0:17:13 | 0:17:15 | |
Oh, no, no, no. They're fine places, libraries. | 0:17:15 | 0:17:18 | |
Fine. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:20 | |
-But? -Well... | 0:17:20 | 0:17:21 | |
Perhaps he could solve our puzzle. You see, there's a book... | 0:17:21 | 0:17:24 | |
We don't want to bother Mr Garrett with our silly problems, Anne. | 0:17:24 | 0:17:27 | |
No, no, I'd love to help, if I can. Really, I would. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:30 | |
And if it's to do with a book, well... | 0:17:30 | 0:17:34 | |
I'm in a pretty good position, aren't I? | 0:17:34 | 0:17:35 | |
Yes, I suppose so. | 0:17:35 | 0:17:37 | |
But we don't even know the name of the wretched thing. | 0:17:37 | 0:17:40 | |
Well. What's it about? | 0:17:40 | 0:17:41 | |
We don't know that, either. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:43 | |
Except that we don't think it's in English, do we, Mum? | 0:17:43 | 0:17:47 | |
Don't suppose that's much of a clue. | 0:17:47 | 0:17:49 | |
I'll tell you the story. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:53 | |
That's the best way. | 0:17:53 | 0:17:55 | |
You seem a kind soul. | 0:17:55 | 0:17:57 | |
I'm all ears! | 0:17:57 | 0:17:59 | |
This is going back some 20 years or more, mind. | 0:18:00 | 0:18:03 | |
Back in the '30s. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:05 | |
I had an old uncle. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:08 | |
A Dr Rant. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:11 | |
RATTLING | 0:18:11 | 0:18:12 | |
'He wasn't a distinguished man. | 0:18:15 | 0:18:17 | |
'And not a nice one, either. | 0:18:19 | 0:18:20 | |
'He was a priest.' | 0:18:24 | 0:18:26 | |
Though I'm sure I don't know how he got to be one. | 0:18:26 | 0:18:29 | |
He never did any duty, as far as I could tell, | 0:18:29 | 0:18:31 | |
in the late part of his life. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:33 | |
And he wasn't what you'd call Christian in his ways. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:36 | |
He hadn't any wife or family, | 0:18:36 | 0:18:40 | |
only one niece, that's me, | 0:18:40 | 0:18:43 | |
and one nephew, my cousin John. | 0:18:43 | 0:18:47 | |
Though he didn't really like either of us. | 0:18:49 | 0:18:51 | |
Uncommonly warm, Uncle, for this time of year. | 0:18:51 | 0:18:54 | |
You can feel the chill setting in, though, John. Autumn's coming. | 0:18:55 | 0:19:00 | |
A pair of prize beauties, aren't you, eh? | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
Eh? | 0:19:04 | 0:19:05 | |
Sitting there like crows waiting to peck my eyes out! | 0:19:05 | 0:19:09 | |
Really! | 0:19:09 | 0:19:11 | |
And stick your fat fingers into my pockets. | 0:19:11 | 0:19:13 | |
We shall see. | 0:19:13 | 0:19:14 | |
HE GIGGLES | 0:19:15 | 0:19:16 | |
We shall see. | 0:19:16 | 0:19:18 | |
HE CACKLES | 0:19:18 | 0:19:20 | |
'And there he was, all alone in the world and rich...' | 0:19:20 | 0:19:24 | |
as Croesus. | 0:19:24 | 0:19:26 | |
Well, now. | 0:19:29 | 0:19:31 | |
One autumn, Dr Rant became ill. | 0:19:31 | 0:19:33 | |
And they sent for me to nurse him. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
'Come closer, Mary. | 0:19:38 | 0:19:41 | |
'There's something you must know...' | 0:19:41 | 0:19:43 | |
I've made my will in John's favour. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:48 | |
Well, it's your money, Uncle Thomas. | 0:19:50 | 0:19:54 | |
You can do what you like with it. | 0:19:54 | 0:19:55 | |
No, but listen, Mary... I'm not very fond of John | 0:19:55 | 0:19:59 | |
and I've made another will in your favour. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:03 | |
What do you think to that? | 0:20:04 | 0:20:07 | |
Oh. | 0:20:07 | 0:20:08 | |
You can have everything, Mary. | 0:20:08 | 0:20:11 | |
Everything. | 0:20:11 | 0:20:13 | |
If you can find the will, that is. | 0:20:13 | 0:20:17 | |
Only...I don't mean to tell you where it is. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:24 | |
HE GIGGLES | 0:20:24 | 0:20:26 | |
I wrote the will in a book, Mary. | 0:20:29 | 0:20:32 | |
A printed book! | 0:20:32 | 0:20:34 | |
It's not in the house, it's in safekeeping, elsewhere. | 0:20:34 | 0:20:41 | |
Now... | 0:20:42 | 0:20:44 | |
I want to start you both off on the same terms. | 0:20:45 | 0:20:49 | |
John has a bit of purchase, as he can go where the book is. | 0:20:51 | 0:20:55 | |
But I'll tell you two things he doesn't know. | 0:20:56 | 0:21:00 | |
First, the will's in English... | 0:21:00 | 0:21:04 | |
..though you won't know that if you ever see it. | 0:21:05 | 0:21:07 | |
And the other thing... | 0:21:09 | 0:21:10 | |
This... | 0:21:13 | 0:21:14 | |
..Will help you find it... | 0:21:15 | 0:21:17 | |
..if you have the wits to use it, that is. | 0:21:21 | 0:21:24 | |
Not to be trusted, missus. That's what I say. | 0:21:42 | 0:21:46 | |
Whatever he said. | 0:21:46 | 0:21:48 | |
Whatever he promised you. | 0:21:48 | 0:21:50 | |
Twisted, he was. Twisted. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:54 | |
Where others had a soul, he had a corkscrew! | 0:21:54 | 0:21:58 | |
Don't trust him. | 0:22:00 | 0:22:01 | |
In life... | 0:22:01 | 0:22:03 | |
or death. | 0:22:03 | 0:22:05 | |
Of course, I tried to speak with John Eldred, | 0:22:27 | 0:22:31 | |
tried to appeal to him, | 0:22:31 | 0:22:33 | |
-but he didn't want anything... -What is it? | 0:22:33 | 0:22:35 | |
It's...the..erm...the name rings a bell, erm... | 0:22:35 | 0:22:38 | |
Anyway... | 0:22:38 | 0:22:41 | |
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT | 0:22:41 | 0:22:42 | |
You were saying, Mrs Simpson, you wrote to him? | 0:22:42 | 0:22:44 | |
Yes. But he didn't pay any attention at all. | 0:22:44 | 0:22:48 | |
Since then, he has enjoyed his inheritance | 0:22:50 | 0:22:53 | |
while Anne and I have had to take in ruddy lodgers. | 0:22:53 | 0:22:57 | |
Although I must say, | 0:22:57 | 0:22:58 | |
that hasn't been nearly as unpleasant as I'd thought. | 0:22:58 | 0:23:01 | |
Do you think your cousin's got any more of a clue | 0:23:04 | 0:23:06 | |
about the name of the book? | 0:23:06 | 0:23:07 | |
I often thought he must do. | 0:23:07 | 0:23:09 | |
People tell me he's always being seen | 0:23:11 | 0:23:13 | |
around booksellers and libraries. | 0:23:13 | 0:23:16 | |
I suppose he must have discovered which books are missing | 0:23:17 | 0:23:20 | |
from my uncle's library, but were entered in his catalogue. | 0:23:20 | 0:23:23 | |
And he's hunting them down. | 0:23:24 | 0:23:26 | |
Hmm? | 0:23:28 | 0:23:29 | |
MAN ON TRAIN SNORES | 0:23:37 | 0:23:39 | |
(Oh, come on, think.) | 0:23:55 | 0:23:57 | |
Which is it? | 0:24:01 | 0:24:02 | |
Which is it? | 0:24:04 | 0:24:05 | |
TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS | 0:24:17 | 0:24:19 | |
TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS | 0:24:44 | 0:24:46 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:25:03 | 0:25:04 | |
HE GASPS | 0:25:07 | 0:25:10 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:25:55 | 0:25:57 | |
The Talmud. | 0:26:10 | 0:26:12 | |
Of course. That was it. | 0:26:12 | 0:26:14 | |
The Talmud! | 0:26:15 | 0:26:17 | |
The Tractate Middoth! | 0:26:17 | 0:26:19 | |
Countryside not to your liking, son? | 0:26:19 | 0:26:22 | |
No, no, no, it's not that. | 0:26:22 | 0:26:23 | |
Ah, I'm not surprised. | 0:26:23 | 0:26:25 | |
I'm a martyr to pollen myself. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:27 | |
Listen. 11.3.34. Is it out? Has it gone out? | 0:26:27 | 0:26:31 | |
11.3.34? | 0:26:31 | 0:26:33 | |
Do you remember that number? | 0:26:33 | 0:26:34 | |
I see a lot of numbers, Mr Garrett! | 0:26:34 | 0:26:36 | |
-Yes, I know... -An awful lot. | 0:26:36 | 0:26:38 | |
All right, then, has a Mr Eldred called again? | 0:26:38 | 0:26:42 | |
-Uh? -The gentleman who called the day I was...taken ill. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:47 | |
-Eldred... -Yes! Come on. You must remember him. | 0:26:47 | 0:26:50 | |
Er...no, no, he's not been in again. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:53 | |
Not since you went off on your hols. | 0:26:53 | 0:26:55 | |
Right. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:56 | |
But no need to. He wrote, you see. Requesting his book. | 0:26:56 | 0:26:59 | |
He wrote? | 0:26:59 | 0:27:00 | |
Sent a money order to cover it. | 0:27:00 | 0:27:02 | |
A bob over the price of a parcel, as a matter of fact. | 0:27:03 | 0:27:06 | |
He's sent for the book? | 0:27:06 | 0:27:08 | |
Yes. It'll be going down by train this morning. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:11 | |
No time. There's very little time. | 0:27:11 | 0:27:14 | |
Eh? | 0:27:14 | 0:27:16 | |
Mr Hodgson, could you show me the ticket and his address, please? | 0:27:16 | 0:27:20 | |
Happy to. | 0:27:20 | 0:27:21 | |
MR HODGSON SNIFFS | 0:27:21 | 0:27:23 | |
-Ah, yes, there's the ticket on the file. J Eldred. -Uh-huh. | 0:27:27 | 0:27:32 | |
BOTH: 11.3.34. | 0:27:32 | 0:27:35 | |
Title of work... T-A-L... | 0:27:35 | 0:27:38 | |
Talmud, yes! Tractate Middoth! | 0:27:38 | 0:27:41 | |
Not a novel, I should hazard a guess. | 0:27:41 | 0:27:45 | |
No. He refers to it as a "Trac..." | 0:27:45 | 0:27:48 | |
Yes, the address, Mr Hodgson. Hurry, please! | 0:27:48 | 0:27:51 | |
Ah. Now. | 0:27:51 | 0:27:53 | |
If I made a mistake in this whole transaction, | 0:27:54 | 0:27:57 | |
it's that I failed to take down the gentleman's address | 0:27:57 | 0:28:01 | |
in my little book. | 0:28:01 | 0:28:02 | |
And no, no, I don't keep all the addresses in my head, | 0:28:02 | 0:28:06 | |
otherwise what would be the point of my little book? | 0:28:06 | 0:28:08 | |
Damn. | 0:28:08 | 0:28:10 | |
When did the parcel go off from here? | 0:28:10 | 0:28:12 | |
MR HODGSON SNIFFS | 0:28:12 | 0:28:14 | |
Half past ten. | 0:28:14 | 0:28:16 | |
It's just one now. | 0:28:16 | 0:28:17 | |
-Oh! -What? | 0:28:17 | 0:28:19 | |
The donations list! The Talmud was given to the library, wasn't it? | 0:28:19 | 0:28:23 | |
There might still be a record! | 0:28:23 | 0:28:25 | |
Right... | 0:28:27 | 0:28:28 | |
Ah, there it is, Bretfield. | 0:28:28 | 0:28:32 | |
You want me to come with? | 0:28:32 | 0:28:34 | |
No. No, no... Don't want to spoil your evening. | 0:28:34 | 0:28:37 | |
Cynthia, is it? | 0:28:37 | 0:28:40 | |
Cynthia, yes. | 0:28:40 | 0:28:42 | |
Good luck. | 0:28:42 | 0:28:43 | |
And you, chum. | 0:28:43 | 0:28:45 | |
GARRETT SHOUTS: Help! | 0:31:55 | 0:31:56 | |
Help! | 0:31:56 | 0:31:57 | |
Help! Hurry, please! | 0:31:58 | 0:32:00 | |
Did you see what happened? | 0:32:06 | 0:32:08 | |
I saw it. Mr Eldred was reading his book. | 0:32:08 | 0:32:10 | |
Then his face come over all...black. | 0:32:10 | 0:32:13 | |
He must have had a fit or something. | 0:32:13 | 0:32:15 | |
Yes. | 0:32:15 | 0:32:16 | |
Yes, that must have been it. | 0:32:16 | 0:32:19 | |
Yes. | 0:32:21 | 0:32:23 | |
That must have been it. | 0:32:26 | 0:32:28 | |
Hmmm. This isn't like any Hebrew I've ever learned. | 0:32:31 | 0:32:36 | |
Are you sure it is Hebrew? | 0:32:36 | 0:32:38 | |
What? Yes. | 0:32:38 | 0:32:40 | |
Yes, I suppose... | 0:32:41 | 0:32:43 | |
No. | 0:32:45 | 0:32:46 | |
Hang on... | 0:32:47 | 0:32:48 | |
Hang on. | 0:32:51 | 0:32:52 | |
Where is it? | 0:32:53 | 0:32:55 | |
Ah! Here it is. | 0:32:55 | 0:32:57 | |
Look, clever old bugger. | 0:33:02 | 0:33:06 | |
There's some names here, and a date. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:14 | |
20th of July, 1933. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:18 | |
Dr Rant and the witnesses! | 0:33:18 | 0:33:20 | |
You are perfectly right, chum - | 0:33:20 | 0:33:22 | |
this isn't Hebrew at all, it's English. | 0:33:22 | 0:33:25 | |
And it's a will! | 0:33:25 | 0:33:27 | |
Shhh! | 0:33:27 | 0:33:28 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:33:29 | 0:33:30 | |
"Mr Justice Passmore concluded, | 0:33:33 | 0:33:35 | |
"I declare that this is indeed a will of Dr Thomas Rant, | 0:33:35 | 0:33:38 | |
"bequeathing the whole of the property lately held | 0:33:38 | 0:33:41 | |
"by Mr John Eldred to Mrs Mary Simpson of Burnstow. | 0:33:41 | 0:33:45 | |
"Clearly, the discovery of this document would more than | 0:33:45 | 0:33:49 | |
"justify Mr Eldred's agitation and, I have no doubt, hastened his end. | 0:33:49 | 0:33:54 | |
"As to the partial tearing of the book, well... | 0:33:55 | 0:33:59 | |
"Let us be charitable." | 0:33:59 | 0:34:01 | |
So, that's that. | 0:34:06 | 0:34:08 | |
Right, I must be getting back. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:12 | |
But you will come again soon? | 0:34:12 | 0:34:13 | |
Certainly. If I may? | 0:34:13 | 0:34:15 | |
Whenever you want. | 0:34:15 | 0:34:17 | |
I'll walk you to the station. | 0:34:18 | 0:34:20 | |
-MRS GOUNDRY'S VOICE: -'Twisted, he was. Twisted.' | 0:34:31 | 0:34:34 | |
Where others had a soul, | 0:34:34 | 0:34:37 | |
he had a corkscrew! | 0:34:37 | 0:34:39 | |
'Don't trust him. | 0:34:40 | 0:34:42 | |
'In life... | 0:34:42 | 0:34:44 | |
'or death.' | 0:34:44 | 0:34:45 | |
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