Pool of London

Synopsis: Crime melodrama about two sailors in London, an American open to theft and smuggling and an honest Jamaican, and the crooks and girls they know. A jewel theft goes wrong and those involved must decide whether to try to get away or to do the right thing. Superb photography of postwar central London when almost empty of people on a Sunday.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Basil Dearden
Production: Universal
85 min

Ahoy there!

What ship are you?

The Dunbar. Out of Rotterdam,

bound for the Pool.

Thank you, Captain.

You may proceed to your berth.

The Dunbar's just coming in.

Let me have their papers,

Very good, Mr Collins.

It'll be tomorrow morning now,

I expect.

Never seen a ship before, Sally?

Battlebridge Wharf.

To the Dunbar.

We'll clear her tonight

and do the rummage tomorrow.

Right, sir.

Keep heaving.


- All right, make her fast at that.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- All right, Johnny, make her fast at that.

- Aye, aye, sir,

- Finished with engines.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Finished with the engines.

The old fool's got us in at last-

fifteen minutes late.

That's the last we'll see of him

for the next few days,

- Ladder ready?

- Ladder ready, sir.

Customs aboard, sir.

I hope they get a move on. Wife's

expecting me to take her to the Palladium.

Should be in time

for the second house, sir.

Depends which one of 'em it is.

It's Mr Andrews, sir.

- Dear, all night. Tell the Chief.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Good evening, Captain.

- Good evening, Andrews.

General cargo,

no passengers, no infection.

- Crew's declaration ready in the Saloon.

- Thanks. Had a good trip?

Same old bus route.

How's that boy of yours?

Still wanting to go to sea?

No fool like a young one.

- Customs aboard, Chief.

- Thanks.

- Customs! Pronto in the Saloon!

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Ready, Johnny?

- Half a second.

Just what the doctor ordered.

- What are you gonna tell teacher?

- The truth. It always pays.

- That's what you think.

- Come on, Johnny, let's get weaving.

I'm with you.

I've got nothing to declare, sir.

I've got nothing to declare, sir.

I've got nothing to declare, sir.

- How are you off for fags?

- I'm out.

- Take these two for me, will you?

- Sure.

I'm over my quota.

You're declaring three bottles of brandy.

For personal consumption?

Aye, on the premises.

Sailing out again Sunday.

Now, let's see - tonight, Saturday...

- Three bottles?

- One of them's already opened.

How much?

All right, go on.

Can'! leave you high and dry.

Thanks very much.

By the way,

how's yon boy of yours getting on?

- He's still studying.

- You should make him an engineer.

- No, the bridge for him.

- He'll come to no good up there.

- Name, please?

- Lambert

You're declaring nothing.

There's something I didn't put down.

Two packets of cigarettes,

- Is that all?

- Yes, sir.

- All right,

- Thank you.

Dan MacDonald.

MacDonald. 40 cigarettes.

What else have you got?

A cuckoo clock, a couple of cameras,

and a heart of gold.

Don't try that stuff with me.

Have you anything else?

- Silk stockings, perfume?

- Sorry, sir, I don't use it.

- Go on.

- No of fence meant, sir.

None taken.

Now get going.

I've nothing to declare, sir.

- Honest, sir, nothing!

- I never said you had.

- Picking up Sally at the office?

- Yeah, I suppose so.

- Don't fall over yourself, will you?

- What's she done now'?

It's not what she's done -

it's what she won't.

- Goodnight, ladies.

- Goodnight.

- Coming, Sally?

- Not for a moment or two.

You're wasting an awful lot

of your life on that boy.

- Tower Bridge?

- That's right. Upstairs only.

- Excuse me.

- Certainly.

No, please don't.

I'll hold the baby.

- Sure you don'! mind?

- Not a bit.

- Any more fares'?

- New Cross, please.

New Cross'? Thank you, was.

- Tower Bridge?

- No, New Cross.

- Hiya, Tiny.

- Hello, guv'nor.

Hello, Ethel.

How's my darling?

- Well, look what the sea's thrown up.

- Couple of lights.

- And a packet of fags.

- What's wrong with these?

- What, these?

- Yeah.

- Import only.

- One of these days, you're gonna...

Only fags!

Just like it says on the packet.

But not quite the same brand,

that's all.

Two lights.

You really stick your chin out

peddling that stuff.

Bah! Money for old rope.

I could put you onto a thing or two.

No, thanks.

Tell you what.

You gave me a hand... OK.

Here's a quid.

Ethel... Gentleman wants to pay

for the drinks.

And the cigarettes.

You want a fight?

- Cigarettes. 15 and a penny change.

- It's his, not mine.

OK, have it your own way.

Well, I've got to deliver the goods.

Why don't you come along?

Then you can buy me one,

seeing as you're so independent.

- Sure. Can you lend me a pound?

- Bah...!

Hey, come on, Johnny boy.

- Won't be a minute.

- OK.

One, please.

Don't you want a ticket?

No, thanks. I'm just waiting.

Over here, sailor.

- Good trip'!

- All right.

- You don't half get around.

- Stay ashore and see the world.

Have you got 'em?

Four twenties. That's eighty.

Back again two weeks tonight.

Want to increase the order?

No. Same as usual.

What's the idea of meeting this place?

Someone wants to meet

a nice, obliging sailor.

That's me.

Where is she?

- Evening, Else.

- Good evening, Mr Vernon.

- Dan MacDonald. Vince Vernon.

- Pleased to meet you.

Real star turn is this boy.

- Did you catch the act?

- Er," just the end.

Shocking house tonight.

Have a drink.

- Yeah, I'll have a Scotch.

- Scotch. Make it two.

He's got a proposal.

I told him you might be interested.

You're sailing Sunday,

is that right?

- Yeah, that's right.

- No ifs about it?

- Evening tide.

- Certain'?

Tides don't change their mind.

Want to make some money?

It all depends.

- I'm a little particular.

- Particular about a hundred quid?

If you go down the end there,

you can see the stage.

- Help to pass the time.

- Thanks.

- What do you want?

- I'm just waiting.

- Got your ticket?

- I'm not seeing the show, I'm just waiting.

Well, wait outside. We get enough

of your lot paying for their seats.

Go on - 'op it!

- How could you speak to anyone like that?

- Coming in here,

- trying to get something for nothing...

- I told him he could wait there.

There was a friend of mine waiting here.

Where'd he go'?

- He was told to get out.

- By you?

Some of our customers who pay

for their seats are a bit particular.

You didn't like his face, is that it?

Well, I don't like your face!

- Well, I was doing my job, that's all.

- Well, do it now, go on. Tell me to get out.

Leave him.

You'll get us all into trouble.

All right. But the next time you speak

to a friend of mine, watch your manners.

Lucky for him I kept control of myself.

Pity you didn't with his friend.

Turn it in, Pat. Come on,

I'll buy you a drink before you go home.

Thanks. I'll just go home.

Hello, George.

- Alf, you met my brother?

- Yes, we said how do.

He's the respectable one

of the family.

- Well, so long, Vince.

- Cheerio, Alf.

See you tomorrow.

Same time, same place. So long.



Everything all right?

They gave me a gold watch - plated!

Never mind, you'll be able

to buy yourself a real one soon.

I've got the sailor.

I don't know.

I don't know, I'm sure.

You're not getting cold feel now,

after all the time we've waited?

It was all right talking.

Now it's come to doing it...

You want the money as much as I do,

you know that.

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Jack Whittingham

Jack Whittingham (2 August 1910 - 3 July 1972) was a British playwright and screenwriter. more…

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