Passport to Shame

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one of my addresses.

Hey, what regiment were

you with during the war?

Canadian highlanders.

Canadian.

Marines me.

Do you remember Dieppe?

The only thing I can remember

is the money I owe.

These money lenders, who are they?

United loan company.

United loan, oh yes.

I know them, off Dean Street.

Yes well, maybe I can help you.

You come there tomorrow at noon.

Don't forget, at noon.

You don't even know me.

At Dieppe one of you mob pulled me

off the beach and saved my life.

Cost him half his leg.

I didn't know him either.

Your property now, sir.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

You know i'm fixed.

Gonna be a long time before

I can pay that back.

Have that one on Dieppe.

Where's that...

Nick, we still have a couple

of rooms empty next door.

I filled them, two girls from Zurich.

Where's that French girl?

Paris is getting her a passport. It

takes a day or two so I came on ahead.

She should be here tomorrow

to start her new job.

What job?

Companion to a nice,

kind English lady.

You?

Me.

You're going to keep her here?

Of course. I tell you

Nick, she's a special.

Alright. Don't wear that

dress when you meet her.

You look like a...

Like...

a what, Nick?

Wear those tailored suits

I had made for you.

What's the matter? Saville Row.

Natty tie, elegant shoes,

Eton hat...

and an umbrella.

Quite the gentleman.

What's wrong with that?

You're still just a kid

from the East End Nick.

Fortune telling.

I'll have a car meet

that French girl.

Did you say East End?

Don't you ever bring that up again.

Or I will kill you.

What did he want?

Oh nothing. Finish reading the cards.

Next door's buzzing like a beehive.

The girls are busting the...

Let them bust.

Now come on. Where were we?

A letter, and some money.

Nick never gives money away.

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