Island in the Sun

Let's say I've guessed
who the murderer is.

A guess, mind you.
No more.

Well, it wouldn't do me the slightest
of good, my dear fellow. Not the slightest.

A court wants proof.
So, l- I just wait.

Patience, my boy.
That's the ticket.

Yes, I know that sounds-
sounds dull to you impatient chaps...

but that's police work.
Oh, he'll probably play into my hands,
whoever the fellow is.

I'm in no hurry.
You know, l- I said something
like that to a bloke once.

I can't remember who.
Oh, middle age, my boy,
no memory at all.

Oh, yes. Yes, in B.G.
That's where it was. Yes.
Yes, forgery.

What put me on to my man
was a- a slip he made.

Tiny one. Hardly noticed it.
Chap said "afterward" instead of "after."
Get the point?
Absolutely the key.

No. No, probably not.
I suppose I didn't explain it properly.
"Afterward." That's what gave me the clue.
Absolutely, my dear fellow.
That's what
put me on the scent.

I'm glad you dropped by.
Happy to do that chairman thing for you.

- You ring me up the day you need it. Cheerio.
- Thank you.

[Horn Honking]
You're late.
I'm sorry.
I almost didn't get here.

- Why not?
- Oh, it doesn't matter now.

It does to me.