The Trouble with Money Page #2

the Continent Bank.

It is already past twelve thirty!

Come, come, come, come... Hurry up,

come... what took you so long?

I am sorry, I was detained.

I ran into my brother-on-law...

he always detains me.

How about it?

The money... is... gone.

- Gone.

- What do you say?

What do you say?

Sit down... in that chair there!

He fainted.

The shock... quiet now.

Hello... hello... hello... hello...

I can imagine. I've been whistling

for your father for 15 minutes...

Something much more important has

happened... I've obtained my diploma.

"Certified teacher of

physical education."

I'll make over a hundred

guilders a month.

I'll but my father a barge. You know

uncle one of those houseboats...

we can spend weekends

in the country.

Then I'll buy him a big fishing-rod

and real camel hair for his boats.

Congratulations... now your father can

finish his business with me...

Come on we'll go together.

Let me go alone first, so it will be

a surprise, you understand?

When you've sorted it all but give

me a signal from the window o.k, ?

Father... father...!

A surprise... a really big surprise...

a very big surpr...

Who are you?

- Who are you?

- Police.

What is the matter?

Are you Mr Brand's daughter?

Yes, I am.

Your father has been arrested.

You know what to do... go upstairs...

give them my regards and ask them...

if they could interrupt the fest-

festivities for five 5 minutes.

Come on... upstairs.

Police headquarters...

give me room 128...

Department police inspector

Havermans.

Yes...

your honour...

no... I don't know...

I can't find any explanation

at all... I...

But Mr Brand, you must know where and

when you've made that cut in the bag?

No... I didn't do it, your honour...

I... I swear that... I don't know

how that cut was made.

Yes, but if you don't know,

who does?

But I have to let you go, due to

a lack of legal evidence, Mr Brand.

Then I am... then I am free?

Yes, Mr Brand, your free...

you can go.

Yes, yes...

Morning Mr Brand, congratulations.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

Hey, just a moment, Mr Brand!

Here is a letter for you,

from the Director.

"You are fired."

Brand!

Where are you going?

I wanted to go upstairs for a

minute to pack my things, you see.

O.k... go on... in fact I'm not

allowed to let you in, you know.

But hurry up then... I'll pretend

I didn't see you...

otherwise they'll have my ass.

Say Brand, make sure that

you sign the chit, eh?

For everything you're taking

with you.

And that fat red pencil...

That's the firm's.

Eh, well, goodbye, eh?

All the best.

Two... three... four... five.

One... two...

Miss Brand, just a moment.

Miss Brand, would you be so kind

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