Raffles: Configuration Of Nine (Script)

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Raffles was a 1977 television adaptation of the A. J. Raffles stories by Ernest William Hornung. The series was produced by Yorkshire Television (now “ITV”) and written by Philip Mackie.
The episodes were largely faithful adaptations of the stories in the books, though occasionally two stories would be merged to create one episode such as "The Gold Cup" which featured elements from both "A Jubilee Present" and "The Criminologist's Club".
In the original television pilot episode, Raffles is invited to play cricket for a lord's son's cricket team at Milchester Abbey. Raffles conspires to use the invitation as an opportunity to bring Bunny along and burgle the house. Their plans are complicated, however, when Raffles and Bunny learn that an undercover Scotland Yard detective is hunting for burglars at Milchester.
The episode is adapted from the short stories "Gentlemen and Players" and "The Return Match".
In this “Raffles: Configuration Of Nine” Pilot episode, created and written by Marcus De Storm, it is the light (back story) telling of A. J. Raffles, and his unknown demise that set’s the continuation of Raffles’ Grandson, Tristan, who has become an employee of the much fabled “Syndicate”.
Much is the hope that by filling in the past by way of putting a mystery before the viewer, that which was never seen by the end of the original series, will honor and pay tribute to one of the best “Crime Drama” series of the mid-to-late 1970’s.
With more than four further “Episode Scripts” in progress, the creator/writer assures any Production Company, that a Full Series can be delivered within an official schedule.

The complete series has been released on DVD.

Submitted: September 11, 2019

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RAFFLES (PILOT)

~ Configuration Of Nine ~

 

 

BY

 

Marcus De Storm

 

 

Marcus De Storm

North Gable Productions (UK)

TEL: 07523170743

 

 

ACT ONE

 

INT. LADY JANE BENNING'S STATELY HOME - DAY

 

(A.J. RAFFLES, HUGO (DOG), LADY JANE BENNING)

 

1925 – Old England

 

RAFFLES is dressed all in black.

 

He has entered the bedroom of LADY JANE BENNING through an unsecured top floor balcony window.

 

Inside the room a dog - HUGO - lays watching him enter.

 

RAFFLES

 

Hello there, so pleased to meet you again, Hugo...

 

HUGO wags his tail and immediately gets up to run to

RAFFLES, who is holding out his arms to welcome it.

 

RAFFLE’s strokes and hugs the happy dog - Which has refrained from barking in his presence.

 

RAFFLES

 

There you go boy, I'm afraid I can't stop and play, there's important work to be done.

 

RAFFLES stops petting HUGO and makes his way cautiously to LADY JANE's bedside, where he looks around the room at several wall paintings to determine which of them has a hidden private safe behind it.

 

RAFFLES (CONT’D)

 

Such is the love and tenderness of a woman's heart, that should pain and anguish of subtle yearning take their breath away, then Michael Angelo's David will set it all free.

 

Walking over to the almost pornographic picture of a half-naked painted man – Michael Angelo’s “David” - hanging on the wall across from the woman's bed, RAFFLES feels behind the edges until finally finding the latch that unlocks it.

 

Pulling the picture toward him he finally comes face to face with the safe - and a dilemma. The safe is more sophisticated than all the others that he had cracked successfully.

 

RAFFLES (CONT'D)

 

What an unfortunate course of events! (smiles confidently) It would be unwise of a criminal, especially one as sophisticated and professional as myself to even think about opening such a creation of beauty...What do you say Hugo?

 

HUGO (DOG)

(whines softly)

 

RAFFLES

 

Then it is agreed, I concede...

 

HUGO whines again, only this time it is not for the benefit of

RAFFLES, but to a strange noise coming from the hallway outside the bedroom. Lady Jane is returning to her room.

 

RAFFLES

(looks at his pocket watch)

 

Four minutes behind schedule.

 

RAFFLES rushes to the veranda window and opens it wide enough to make his hasty escape. As he exits out of the window he jumps down and under the veranda onto a long, thin ledge, just as LADY JANE enters her bedroom to see an expectant HUGO wagging his tail.

 

LADY JANE

 

Oh my darling Hugo, I'm sorry, did I leave and forget all about you?

 

LADY JANE pampers HUGO intensely before noticing that the veranda doors are slightly ajar.

 

Walking over to the doors she steps outside and looks across the lush private grounds.

 

LADY JANE (TO HUGO)

 

Did you open this window, Hugo?

 

Looking out onto the Private Grounds below, LADY JANE suddenly hears a loud crashing sound coming from downstairs in the lobby. Rushing out of the bedroom with HUGO she goes to investigate.

 

JUMP CUT TO:

 

EXT. LADY JANE BENNING'S STATELY HOME - DAY

 

(A.J RAFFLES, LADY JANE BENNING, CYRIL MORTIMER)

 

RAFFLES is poised upon the veranda ledge just below the window, when suddenly LADY JANE returns and flings open the doors to have a more thorough look. RAFFLES is smiling with a knowing that she will never see him.

 

CYRIL enters the bedroom.

CYRIL

 

Ah, there you are Ma’lady, you're guests have arrived and are waiting downstairs in the Rest Room. Is everything alright?

 

LADY JANE

 

Cyril, did you leave these doors open today at all?

 

CYRIL

(scratches his head in thought)

 

Not that I recall, Ma’lady, but I'm sure if I was up here today, then I would have remembered to close them all.

 

RAFFLES notices that the ledge that he is precariously balancing on is now weakening under his weight, and soon, if he didn't get the clear exit that he needed, the ledge would collapse and he would be discovered.

 

RAFFLES

(talks to himself)

 

Steady on now, Arthur, stay as still as you can and everything will be...!

 

As LADY JANE and CYRIL move away from the veranda and back into the bedroom, the ledge beneath RAFFLES' feet gives way. Falling to the ground in a heap, he jumps back onto his feet in an almost delirious, confused state as to where he is. Seeing the plan placed point of exit he staggers quickly to the cover of bushes fifty feet away from the stately home. Nobody sees him escape.

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. RAFFLES' APARTMENT - DAY

(A.J RAFFLES, HARRY BUNNY MANDERS, MAYOR

DOUGLAS DAVIES)

 

BUNNY MANDERS is sat in the living room of RAFFLES' fine London apartment with MAYOR DAVIES, when RAFFLES comes barging noisily through the door, startling the two men.

 

RAFFLES

 

Ah, Mayor Davies, I was just...

 

BUNNY (TO RAFFLES)

 

Raffles, my god, Man! Whatever happened to you? (not giving

 

RAFFLES the opportunity to reply) Anyway the Mayor Davies has called around to see if we can help him with a little mystery he is working on, isn't that right, Mayor Davies?

 

DAVIES stands up and makes his way over to RAFFLES with an outstretched welcoming hand.

 

RAFFLES

 

A mystery, indeed! (breathlessly)

 

DAVIES

 

Yes, the darndest thing actually, Raffles, maybe it is something, maybe it isn't.

 

RAFFLES glares at BUNNY for a paused moment.

 

RAFFLES

 

Well, Mayor Davies, please don't leave us in suspense...

 

DAVIES

 

Ah, oh, right. Yes. (takes out his notebook from his inside jacket pocket)

 

Both RAFFLES and BUNNY look at one another as though each had their own thoughts on DAVIES’ rather buffoon reaction. Of course, as soon as DAVIES starts to read from the notes, his whole off behaviour changes to a more professional posture.

 

DAVIES (CONT'D)

 

...The town hall was broken into late last night, as you may have heard from the news...You see it was rather quite an embarrassment, if anything...

 

RAFFLES calms himself down from the previous outing he had planned for months and walks over to the sofa, sitting himself down next to BUNNY, he makes himself comfortable.

 

RAFFLES

 

Am I to understand that this, shall we call it an embarrassing incident is to do with a certain class of person who would otherwise be TIP-TOP at their job, Mayor? And that certain securities were not put into place before the offending parties entered the Town Hall building?

 

Both BUNNY and DAVIES are awe smacked with amazement at RAFFLES actually guessing the whole story which BUNNY had already been told. This draws DAVIES to a short applause of the deduction.

 

DAVIES (TO RAFFLES)

(applauding briefly)

 

Absolutely astonishing, Raffles, you really are very good, please remind me not to play Charades against you (laughs). As to the mystery, however, I was about to secure the building when I heard a strange sound coming from the basement, of course I went to investigate the sound, but when I reached the basement there was nothing there - Nothing that I could find anyway.

 

RAFFLES (TO DAVIES)

 

That is strange, because normally there would have been a rodent of some kind, more likely that it would have been a stray cat that had wandered into the basement through the... (short pause, index finger put to his chin, stands up from the sofa to face DAVIES) Mayor Davies, did you secure the doors of the building before you left the Town Hall last night?

 

DAVIES

 

Yes, I do believe I did. But, I must have left one of the doors open, because when I arrived at the Town Hall this morning there were investigators there who claim that the only way to access the building was if someone, namely myself… (coughs) neglected to lock all the doors.

 

RAFFLES paces back and forth several times while BUNNY and DAVIES watch him, and only when RAFFLES mutters in a low voice does the DAVIES speak up.

 

DAVIES (CONT’D)

(to RAFFLES)

 

I'm sorry...Did you say something, Raffles?

 

RAFFLES stops pacing, turns and faces DAVIES.

 

RAFFLES

 

Or, maybe, it was an obscure window that was forgotten about...Maybe?

 

BUNNY

 

A basement window!

 

RAFFLES is ecstatic with the answer that BUNNY gives.

 

RAFFLES

 

That's right, Bunny, the one invitation that allows stray cats and rodents inside any old building. Of course, my observations are merely plucked from theory. It would take a person of a high calibre to suggest the possibility...If you know what I mean?

 

DAVIES fidgets with an unknowing discomfort, his facial expression indicating confusion rather than the awarded inclination that RAFFLES had just given him.

 

DAVIES

 

That would be Redstone Police, they're always...

 

RAFFLES stares at DAVIES with the look of expectation in his eyes, a clear sign that it was indeed MAYOR DAVIES that he saw going to his superiors with the answer to the case.

 

DAVIES (CONT'D)

 

Oh, right, I see. You mean...Me!

 

Both BUNNY and RAFFLES are glad that DAVIES has managed to catch the clue, and relieved is RAFFLES that he does not have to continue the Charade.

 

RAFFLES

 

That's right, Mayor Davies, you are the one person who could have this whole matter cleaned up in less time than Redstone’s finest, equally that of Inspector Mackenzie...

 

DAVIES

 

But I am the Prime Suspect in the case, if I go anywhere near The Town Hall while the case is still open, I will lose my job.

 

RAFFLES stands up pondering for a moment longer, until suddenly clicking his fingers into the air loudly.

 

RAFFLES

 

I have an idea, Mayor Davies, both Bunny and I could go down there...?

 

BUNNY

(nervous)

 

We could!

 

RAFFLES

 

Of course we could. In the time that it would take us to find out if it was indeed the basement window that was the point of entry, Mayor Davies here could create a diversion that would take all the officers out of the building for three or four minutes.

 

DAVIES (TO BUNNY)

 

I could get them to look over some old evidence back at the station, that way you and Raffles could go and check the basement without any interruptions.

 

RAFFLES is not pleased with the whole entire plan.

 

RAFFLES

 

There is one obstacle, however, one that we have not considered, Mayor!

 

DAVIES pauses to think.

 

DAVIES

 

Scotland Yard! Yes, now they may be tricky, especially as they are only answerable to the station's Senior Officers...

 

BUNNY

 

Couldn't you, as Mayor...I mean, oh fiddlesticks, I don't know what I mean...

 

DAVIES

 

I could wait until you're in the building and contact the Officers in the Town Hall to recall them. Mind you, it would have to be three or four minutes, because those desk jockeys’ back at the Police Station love to go screaming after people like me.

 

CUT TO:

 

EXT. OUTSIDE THE TOWN HALL - THE NEXT MORNING

 

(RAFFLES, BUNNY)

 

BUNNY

(shivering)

 

I do hope he remembers to turn off the cameras.

 

RAFFLES does not reply to BUNNY's sudden statement. By indicating a short sweeping wave of his hand that ushers

BUNNY into the building, they both make their way to the basement door.

 

BUNNY is agitated.

 

RAFFLES

 

Is there a problem, Bunny?

 

BUNNY

 

I'm...Erm...I have a confession to make to you Raffles, my dear old friend...!

 

RAFFLES

 

Well, we could lose the OLD part and replace that with something more appraising, don't you think? But, yes, your confession is that you are afraid of closed, dark and distinctively foul smelling places. Namely basements!

Again, BUNNY is awe smacked that RAFFLES has deducted this so early on in their pre-descent of the stairs leading down into the basement.

 

BUNNY

 

I'm sorry, I didn't quite think ahead that far when you decided to volunteer us...

 

RAFFLES

 

That's okay, you stay up here and I will go down into the basement take a quick, but thorough look around and come straight back up for you, how's that?

 

BUNNY

(thankful smile)

 

That would be ever so good of you, Raffles, though I must add that I am a little nervous being here, too. I will of course mention this to Mayor Davies on our return.

 

RAFFLES

 

I don't really think that Mayor Davies would be glad to hear such a nulling admission as yours Bunny, so I shall think of some other means of explanation that doesn't make you out to be quite so queer!

 

BUNNY

 

Queer, you say! I am something of an enigma, I'll have you know Arthur James Raffles, but I am certainly not queer because of the fears that I have.

 

RAFFLES calms BUNNY down with a reassuring smile.

 

RAFFLES

 

To be honest Bunny, there would be no reason for Mayor Davies to know of your whereabouts during this little investigation, after all, he only needs confirmation that the basement window was not secure at the time of the burglary.

 

BUNNY

 

Alright then, you go down and check while I stay up here keeping a look out. I'll shout if anyone comes.

 

CUT TO:

INT. THE TOWN HALL BASEMENT - MORNING

 

(RAFFLES)

 

Raffles makes his way down the creaky wooden stairs to the cold, dark basement slowly and cautiously. At the bottom he discovers a light switch and flicks it on. The lights brighten up the whole basement enough for RAFFLES to continue.

 

Making his way through the various stored items he reaches the basement window. Taking a very careful look he notices that the window is unsecured, also it is slightly open with signs of smashed glass - A clean break.

 

RAFFLES

(whispers aloud to himself)

 

How very amateur! This has been broken recently.

 

RAFFLES investigates the window further, quietly at first until he again finds something strange.

 

RAFFLES (CONT’D)

(whispers aloud to himself)

 

Definitely not a cat and not any rodent I've come across lately could have done this. The question is, of course, what would be so important in a Town Hall for anyone to break in?

 

CUT TO:

 

MOMENTS LATER

 

INT. OUTSIDE THE BASEMENT - MORNING

 

(RAFFLES, BUNNY)

 

RAFFLES returns to the top of the stairs, much to BUNNY's surprise as he is staring into the darkness.

 

BUNNY

 

BLOODY HELL! Raffles! (calms himself down) Did you find something...Anything?

 

RAFFLES

 

Indeed I did, Bunny and I can tell you're boiling with curiosity as to what it is?

 

BUNNY

 

Actually, Raffles, it was that ruddy good scare you just gave me, I'm sure...All I need to know is, will it help Mayor Davies?

 

(SFX: A long, dark figured shadow passes near to the two men)

 

RAFFLES is suddenly distracted by the shadowy figure that has passed from the corner of his eye, however, when turning there is nothing and nobody there.

 

BUNNY

 

Is something the matter, Raffles?

 

RAFFLES

(shushes him and whispers quietly)

 

Be quiet, I think there's someone else here.

 

Both men silence themselves and begin to tip-toe toward the entrance of the TOWN HALL EXIT. When they don't see anyone watching them, RAFFLES points toward the door which they had both entered that same morning and carefully step outside. RAFFLES secures the door again behind them.

 

RAFFLES (CONT’D)

 

There was someone in there with us, Bunny, I could almost feel the warmth of their breath on my neck!

 

BUNNY

 

You've given yourself the willies again, haven't you?

 

RAFFLES looks bemused.

 

RAFFLES

 

Again, Bunny, whatever do you mean by that? Better still, hold that thought and tell me later after we have delivered the good news to Mayor Davies.

 

FADE OUT.

FADE IN:

 

Both RAFFLES and BUNNY are at REDSTONE POLICE STATION waiting to see MAYOR DAVIES. The whole station is deafly quiet.

 

INT. REDSTONE POLICE STATION - MORNING

 

(RAFFLES, BUNNY, DAVIES)

 

RAFFLES

 

When Mayor Davies arrives, you should leave all the talking to me please, Bunny?

 

BUNNY

(confirms with a nod)

 

Of course, I still don't know what you found down there!

 

CUT TO:

 

DAVIES walks through the double doors into the WAITING AREA of the POLICE STATION and greets the two men with a firm handshake.

 

DAVIES

(whispers)

 

How did everything go over there?

 

RAFFLES

(leans in close)

 

You can rest easy Mayor Davies, it was exactly how we believed it to be; the window had been forced from the outside, the glass smashed and the strange sound that you heard was that of a Jemmy - more commonly known as a Crow Bar.

 

DAVIES

(surprised)

 

You mean, you had only a few minutes in there and that is what you found? Scotland Yard was down there for more than an hour and they didn't find...Oh My God!

 

RAFFLES and BUNNY are curious as to MAYOR DAVIES's sudden silence. BUNNY coughs loudly to get the MAYOR's attention.

 

RAFFLES

 

Mayor Davies, is everything alright, you seemed to disappear into your own world...

 

DAVIES

 

I'm sorry, I just thought of something rather odd that I need to go and look at. Will you two gentlemen please excuse me?

 

RAFFLES AND BUNNY EXCUSE THE MAYOR BEFORE RAFFLES TAKES BUNNY BY THE ARM AND LEADS HIM OUT OF THE STATION.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

EXT. REDSTONE POLICE STATION ENTRANCE - MORNING

 

(LADY JANE, RAFFLES, BUNNY, JOSHUA)

 

BUNNY

 

What's wrong?

 

RAFFLES

 

Everything Bunny, bloody everything! Why I didn't see something earlier I am without a clue, or rather I have a clue, just not a satisfying answer to my stupidity.

 

BUNNY

 

And for those of us who speak English, Raffles!

 

RAFFLES laughs out loud before leading his friend down the road toward home. In the near distance, traveling the same path as they were, LADY JANE is seen approaching them both along with her PERSONAL ASSISTANT, JOSHUA (25).

 

RAFFLES

 

The Mayor is being set up, Bunny, by who I am unsure, but to be sure of anything, it looks like Mayor Davies has been placed into a Maelstrom of an unprecedented kind.

 

LADY JANE and JOSHUA quickly catch up to RAFFLES and BUNNY.

 

LADY JANE

 

Why if it isn't Mr. Raffles and Bunny out on a walk this fine day...

 

BUNNY

 

Lady Jane, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there...

 

LADY JANE

(flutters her hand)

 

Oh, don't be silly, there is really no need to apologize. Is everything alright Gentlemen, it's just...

 

RAFFLES

 

The Police Station puzzles you! Well, Lady Jane, if I may have the honour of escorting you to The Best Dish in Redstone, I will fill you in, of course. I hear they serve the most...

 

LADY JANE (TO RAFFLES)

(interrupts)

 

I'm afraid not, Mr. Raffles, I have an urgent appointment with Inspector MacKenzie, I was assuming that you had both been called upon, I mean, due to the circumstances.

 

BUNNY

(puzzled)

 

Circumstances!

 

LADY JANE (TO RAFFLES)

 

The Town Hall was broken into last night and the bagavons made off with quite a substantial amount of money - Just how it got there in the first place, I have no idea...

 

RAFFLES

 

That sounds intriguing, Lady Jane, perhaps we can do lunch another time... (hesitates)

 

LADY JANE (TO RAFFLES)

 

Of course, I shall keep you to that, Mr. Raffles.

 

RAFFLES gives a slight bow which pleases LADY JANE, and annoys JOSHUA.

 

JOSHUA

(smug)

 

Do men even do that anymore these days, Lady Jane?

 

LADY JANE (TO JOSHUA)

(angry)

 

Excuse Me! Did you say something Joshua? Please, walk on ahead and tell the receptionist that I am on my way.

 

LADY JANE, RAFFLES and BUNNY watch JOSHUA walk up to the MAIN ENTRANCE of the POLICE STATION before disappearing inside.

 

RAFFLES

 

So, maybe tomorrow for the lunch!

 

LADY JANE

 

Why not tonight, if you haven't got anything else planned that is?

 

A FLICKER OF STILLS FROM MOMENTS RAFFLES WAS PREVIOUSLY INSIDE LADY JANE'S BEDROOM FLASH BETWEEN THE UNANSWERED SILENCE OF THE QUESTION; CLIMBING THE BALCONY, ENTERING THE BEDROOM, PATTING HUGO (THE DOG) AND THE PRECISE MOMENT THE LEDGE FELL BENEATH HIS FEET.

 

RAFFLES (TO LADY JANE)

(smiles)

 

I am never too busy for a Lady

 

LADY JANE

 

Then it is agreed, I will see you at my house at 8pm.

 

Nodding his head as the only way of accepting, both RAFFLES and BUNNY continue on their way home, as

LADY JANE continues her short walk to the POLICE STATION.

 

FADE OUT.

 

INT. RAFFLES APARTMENT - DAY

 

(RAFFLES, BUNNY)

 

RAFFLES and BUNNY have just arrived home and not had time to take off their coats when there is a loud knock at the door.

 

BUNNY

 

I wonder who this could be?

 

RAFFLES

 

It could be your parents!

 

BUNNY

(bemused)

 

And one of these days you are going to say that and they will be standing right behind that very door.

 

RAFFLES

 

Well, I guess in the meantime, do you think one of us should let whoever it is standing behind it now in? (nods at the door)

BUNNY realizes that RAFFLES is not making any plans on answering the door himself, and so, with a deep sigh BUNNY goes to answer it.

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. RAFFLES' APARTMENT FRONT DOOR - DAY

 

(RAFFLES, BUNNY, JOHNNY FISH)

 

Opening the door BUNNY is suddenly confronted by a man with outstretched arms and a warm smile - JOHNNY FISH, an acquaintance that knew BUNNY more than RAFFLES.

 

JOHNNY

 

Here we are, here he is, the best friend in the entire world. How are you Bunny?

 

BUNNY

 

I'm great thank you, Johnny, how's yourself?

 

JOHNNY

 

Not too good, Bunny, I've been indicted by the Laws to attend a hearing in a few days, apparently, I was seen in two places at once.

 

RAFFLES listens to JOHNNY talking to BUNNY, his own mind clocking over to an almost complete foot movement.

 

BUNNY (TO RAFFLES)

 

Raffles, you remember Johnny, don't you? (re-introduces JOHNNY)

 

RAFFLES

(approaches their guest with a ready handshake)

 

Johnny The Fish, of course I remember. What was the name of that other fellow you brought with you the last time, Johnny?

 

JOHNNY

 

Actually, it's just Johnny Fish, Raffles, and the other fellow you’re referring to was James Harris...

 

BUNNY

 

James Harris, whatever happened to him I wonder?

 

JOHNNY

(shakes JOHNNY's hand)

 

Didn’t you hear, Bunny, Harris was fished out of the river not three days ago, the police believe it to have been Suicide.

 

BUNNY

(gasps very loudly)

 

Suicide!

 

RAFFLES and BUNNY turn to one another with blank faces.

 

RAFFLES

 

Are you saying that it wasn't a Suicide, Johnny? I mean, the pathologist report and statements of the officers who found him seem so sure that it was.

 

JOHNNY is led over to the sofa where he finds a seat.

 

JOHNNY

 

A week ago, James told me of a big score that he had been invited to claim by a man who had at least a dozen Redstone villains in his pocket. James never said what the job was or where, he just told me to get ready for a lot of traveling when he came back.

 

RAFFLES nods to BUNNY before glancing several times toward the built in BAR by the window.

 

BUNNY makes his way over to prepare a drink.

 

RAFFLES

 

A stiff drink for our friend Johnny Fish please, Bunny, and one for yourself while you’re there.

 

JOHNNY becomes more relaxed in the company of the two men, and while waiting for his drink to arrive he takes the time to look around the apartment.

 

JOHNNY

 

You've landed on your feet quite well, haven't you Bunny?

 

BUNNY

 

Oh this place, no, this is Raffles home, not mine...

 

RAFFLES

 

Actually it is your home Bunny, as well as mine. (TO JOHNNY) Tell me, Johnny, your friend James, did he have any...Connections! You know the likes of criminals that didn't work for this man that he spoke of?

 

BUNNY hands the prepared drinks out to the two men.

 

JOHNNY

 

Thank you, Bunny, I think I need this. To answer your question Mr. Raffles, James knew everyone, as everyone knew him.

 

RAFFLES

 

Could it not have been any number of these...?

 

JOHNNY

(interrupts)

 

NO. James was a man of honour, as are those he associates himself with. This other Geezer, whatever his name is, he killed James, I know he did!

 

RAFFLES

 

You sound so sure, Mr. Fish!

 

JOHNNY

 

The night before James was fished out of the river, he told me that he'd messed up proper good his chances of going on the job. He had been asked to get the keys for a building and bring them back to the Boss, but of course, James had a bit of a drinking problem, you could say...

 

RAFFLES

 

Yes, the pathologist report showed that he had an infected liver, and as it was either Suicide or Murder, as you claim, they believe he would only expect to live another several months before the infection killed him. Please, go on Mr. Fish.

 

JOHNNY

 

The drinking was his damnation, with heavy gambling debts mounting up and pushing him deeper, he needed the job that would pay big - And this stranger in Redstone was certainly making his next raid one of the biggest purses yet.

 

BUNNY

 

Do you know anything about the man James became involved with Johnny?

 

JOHNNY

 

Just one name...Xavier.

 

RAFFLES tries hard to hide the sudden look of fear on his face.

 

RAFFLES (TO BUNNY)

 

Please, excuse me, I must go out for a couple of hours. Bunny, Mr. Fish, it’s been a pleasure meeting you again.

 

Both RAFFLES and BUNNY together walk toward the EXIT of the apartment. RAFFLES disappears for a moment to go into his bedroom to grab his coat.

 

BUNNY

 

Need I ask where you're going?

 

RAFFLES

 

Need I know when the last time you had guests around?

 

BUNNY nods embarrassed.

 

BUNNY

 

They're just old friends, Raffles, and I do keep an eye on them, I assure you!

 

RAFFLES throws an arm around BUNNY's shoulder and pulls him toward him tightly.

 

RAFFLES

 

You know only too well, My Friend, that I trust you implicitly, don't you? I mean, would I need to worry?

 

BUNNY

 

Of course not, that's what I am saying...Or I think that's what I'm saying...

 

RAFFLES

 

A couple of hours, I'll be a couple of hours and then we can talk about this Mayor Davies business...

 

MR. FISH interrupts with a loud cackling laugh.

 

JOHNNY

 

MAYOR DAVIES! You mean the Mayor of Redstone? He's been marked by the same Geezer that went on and killed James...I can't remember what he said, but that suit is marked!

 

BUNNY (TO RAFFLES)

 

Is that the alcohol, or is it...

 

RAFFLES (TO BUNNY)

 

The alcohol, it loosens people like our Mr. Fish up so then if we want to...

 

BUNNY (TO RAFFLES)

(angry)

 

Raffles, I can't believe you did that! Is that why you did it, to get information out of him?

 

RAFFLE's nods quickly.

 

RAFFLES (TO BUNNY)

 

Unfortunately no, that was a sort of bonus hand that has just been handed to me. Well, Bunny, I'll be off, please show our guest out before you retire for the evening.

 

BUNNY

 

Oh, Raffles, before I forget, you do remember you have an appointment this evening with...

 

RAFFLES smiles cheekily.

 

RAFFLES (TO BUNNY)

 

Lady Jane Benning, of course, how could I forget?

 

RAFFLES leaves the apartment.

 

JOHNNY

(holds up his empty glass)

 

Any chance of another drink Bunny, Old Chap?

 

BUNNY gives a strained smile before nodding.

 

FADE TO BLACK.

 

FADE IN:

 

INT. DISUSED HOUSE. REDSTONE - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, JAKE SPENCE, MR. PRINCE, ARCHIE CUTTLER)

 

RAFFLES is bound, tied, gagged and hooded. He sits uncomfortable on a chair surrounded by debris and furniture worn, torn and deteriorating. (CAMERA VIEW of underneath the hood shows a seep of light being disturbed by a passing figure)

 

RAFFLES

 

Who is it? Who’s there?

 

RAFFLES’ hood is pulled from his head - RAFFLES squints his eyes to adjust to the sudden light.

 

RAFFLES (CONT'D)

 

Thank you...That's very kind of you, I'm...!

 

SPENCE

 

Arthur J. Raffles! We know who you are!

 

RAFFLES

 

Ah, right, of course you do.

 

A larger, taller man walks through the door and approaches

RAFFLES while taking off a pair of gloves.

 

MR. PRINCE (TO SPENCE)

 

Leave us

 

SPENCE (TO MR. PRINCE)

(hesitant)

 

But Archie said...

 

MR. PRINCE

(persistent)

 

NOW!

 

SPENCE agrees with a nod before leaving the two men alone in the room.

 

MR. PRINCE

 

Do you know who I am, Raffles?

 

RAFFLES

 

Yes (chuckles) you're the Easter Bunny out of your work clothes!

 

MR. PRINCE chuckles along with RAFFLES, until suddenly rushing up and punching RAFFLES in the stomach.

 

RAFFLES takes the punch well, but still coughs uncontrollably.

 

MR. PRINCE

 

Always the joker, Raffles, that's what I always liked about you. Your Father was quite the joker, too, even up to the last moments of his death!

 

RAFFLES

 

You...You killed my Father?

 

MR. PRINCE takes out of his pocket a small Walther PPK.

 

MR. PRINCE

 

Unfortunately, your Father was killed by another contractor, but I was present to make sure that the job had been done efficiently.

 

RAFFLES

 

And you're here to make sure that the job is done...

 

MR. PRINCE

(smiles)

 

I’m not here to kill you, Raffles, not today. I just need to know why you’re helping the Mayor with his enquiries into the Town Hall burglary?

 

RAFFLES laughs.

 

RAFFLES

 

Well, you're a contractor, so I take it that you’re client, who, I would take a guess and call Xavier, sent you to get it out of me. Am I correct?

 

MR. PRINCE is surprised.

 

MR. PRINCE

 

Bravo, Mr. Raffles. Now, let's begin shall we. What does Mayor Davies know about the burglary?

 

RAFFLES

 

You know, I can be more obliging if I wasn't tied up! (MR.

PRINCE shakes his head) No, Okay, well let's see, what does Mayor Davies know about the burglary...?

 

RAFFLES is punched in the stomach once more by MR.

PRINCE, who then walks away from a much winded

RAFFLES to the door. Opening the door wide a third man enters the room – ARCHIE CUTTLER.

 

CUTTLER (TO MR. PRINCE)

 

Is he talking?

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

 

And you must be Archie, the one these two gentlemen have no respect for whatsoever. How do you do, I'm Raffles.

 

CUTTLER pulls MR. PRINCE to one side.

 

CUTTLER (TO MR. PRINCE)

 

Get what you can from him about the job, and then kill him...QUIETLY!

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

 

Actually, before you do that, how about you give Xavier a message from me?

 

RAFFLES gets the attention of the two men.

 

CUTTLER (TO RAFFLES)

 

If, for some unbeknown reason I knew of this...

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

 

Xavier. The man who has a very lucrative business in criminal activity…that Xavier. Tell him that I know where the item that he is searching for is...!

 

MR. PRINCE walks up to RAFFLES and punches him in the stomach once again, much to CUTTLER's glaring objection.

 

CUTTLER rushes up to MR. PRINCE and grabs a hold of his arm before pulling him away from RAFFLES.

 

CUTTLER (TO MR. PRINCE)

 

ENOUGH! Let's hear him out...I want to hear him out.

 

MR. PRINCE (TO RAFFLES)

 

Okay, what's the message?

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

 

The Tear of Jerusalem

 

CUTTLER (TO RAFFLES)

 

Go on

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

 

Did you know that its true name is The Blood Tear of Jerusalem, because of the...

 

ARCHIE steps forward and slaps RAFFLES across the face, hard, and then returns to where he was stood.

 

RAFFLES (CONT'D)

(in pain)

 

Not a great fan of history then! Okay, Okay, it’s safe...

 

CUTTLER (TO RAFFLES)

 

Where?

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

 

Safe, I just told you. Now, if you will untie me from these ropes I will take your Boss to it.

 

CUTTLER and MR. PRINCE laugh at the suggestion.

 

CUTTLER (TO RAFFLES)

 

We all know that isn't going to happen now, don't we? Where is the damned stone, Raffles?

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

 

Paris!

 

CUTTLER

 

Paris?

 

RAFFLES (TO BOTH MEN)

 

Is there an echo in here? Paris (impersonation of a French accent), Paris, it’s in Europe!

 

CUTTLER gestures to MR. PRINCE to punch RAFFLES again, until from the doorway SPENCE comes running back in breathless.

 

SPENCE (TO CUTTLER)

 

Coppers! Lots of 'em coming from all directions, we have to finish this and get the 'ell out of here!

 

Pandemonium breaks out; SPENCE makes a mad dash for an escape to the car, while MR. PRINCE and CUTTLER both untie RAFFLES from the chair (leaving his hands bound with rope) and escort him through another door of the room.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

INT. DISUSED HOUSE. CORRIDOR. REDSTONE - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, MR. PRINCE, CUTTLER)

 

Taking RAFFLES through the doorway and into a dark lengthy corridor, the three of them stop at a single rustic red door that EXITS onto the street outside the building.

 

CUTTLER (TO MR. PRINCE)

 

As soon as you hear the Police enter the room behind us, we have to move as quickly as possible. Are you ready?

 

MR. PRINCE (TO CUTTLER)

 

What about him? Surely we would be better off getting rid of him now and doing this...

 

CUTTLER (TO MR. PRINCE)

 

There is no other way. We bring him with us.

 

Upon hearing the door to the room that JAKE SPENCE had left from bursting open, both ARCHIE and Mr. PRINCE made their hasty retreat from the building.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

EXT. ALLEYWAY AT REAR OF DISUSED HOUSE. REDSTONE - EXT.

 

(RAFFLES, SPENCE, MR. PRINCE, CUTTLER)

 

Outside in the alleyway MR. PRINCE's car waits with both SPENCE and the engine running for his return. Opening the back passenger doors, ARCHIE holds it open for RAFFLES to get in.

 

MR. PRINCE makes his way around to the PASSENGER seat and tells SPENCE to get ready as CUTTLER now forces himself inside the back with RAFFLES. Before CUTTLER can secure the door shut, SPENCE drives away at speed, just as the Police come barging through the Alleyway door.

 

FADE TO BLACK.

 

INT./EXT. MR. PRINCE'S CAR. REDSTONE - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, SPENCE, MR. PRINCE, CUTTLER)

 

The vehicle has pulled away quickly from the DISUSED HOUSE somewhere in the REDSTONE area, which by means of glancing out of the back passenger window,

RAFFLES looks for some form of LANDMARK.

 

CUTTLER (TO RAFFLES)

 

Alright, Raffles, you get to see the Boss, but from hereon in, you are now a complication...

 

RAFFLES (TO CUTTLER)

(sarcastically)

 

Oh, so now, after a few slaps and punches you decide to take me to the one place that was always my intention of going anyway...

 

MR. PRINCE

(through the rear-view mirror)

 

If I was you, Raffles, I would keep that mouth of yours closed!

 

CUTTLER (TO RAFFLES)

 

I agree. Stay quiet until we get there and you might even get to speak with Xavier. If not, I will take pleasure in shooting you myself!

 

RAFFLES clams up and looks out of the window at some tall buildings that he recognizes as Business Blocks - REDSTONE CITY CENTER.

 

FADE TO:

INT./EXT. OUTSIDE PLATINUM TOWERS. REDSTONE - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, SPENCE, MR. PRINCE, CUTTLER)

 

MR. PRINCE orders SPENCE to pull up outside a prestige Apartment building in the city of REDSTONE, where he and ARCHIE assist RAFFLES in EXITING the vehicle and walk up to the MAIN ENTRANCE. MR. PRINCE opens the doors and leads RAFFLES through.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

INT. LOBBY PLATINUM TOWERS. REDSTONE - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, SPENCE, MR. PRINCE, CUTTLER, CONNIE, XAVIER PRICE)

 

Leaving RAFFLES with MR. PRINCE, CUTTLER and SPENCE approach the CHECK-IN DESK where a young attractive woman sits while looking at the newspaper on top of the counter.

 

RECEPTIONIST (TO CUTTLER)

 

Can I help you?

 

CUTTLER (TO RECEPTIONIST)

 

Xavier Price is expecting us

 

RECEPTIONIST (TO CUTTLER)

 

What name is it, please?

 

An ELEVATOR to the right of the RECEPTION DESK opens and from it walks a tall, well-dressed man in a very expensive suit – XAVIER PRICE.

 

PRICE (TO RECEPTIONIST)

 

That's alright, Connie, these men are with me. (TO SPENCE) You stay down here till we come back.

 

The RECEPTIONIST nods and proceeds to get on with her work as PRICE and CUTTLER walk over to both MR.

PRINCE and RAFFLES standing at the ENTRANCE.

 

PRICE (TO RAFFLES)

 

Arthur Raffles, what an unexpected surprise! Now, what the hell are you doing here?

 

CUTTLER (TO PRICE)

 

We had a slight problem...

 

PRICE (TO CUTTLER)

(loudening voice)

 

I WAS ASKING HIM!

 

All three men jump with a slight start.

 

RAFFLES (TO PRICE)

 

As they said, they had a slight problem - ME! I know where your Blood Stone is, Xavier, I know...

 

PRICE is uncomfortable.

 

PRICE (TO RAFFLES)

 

Oh, no shit, Sherlock! Okay, let's handle this delicately shall we, I mean, I have no answer for these two incompetent fools’ behaviour, but you, Raffles, you are supposed to be dead!

 

RAFFLES (TO PRICE)

 

My apologies for that little oversight, one which I am very comfortable with, by the way...

 

PRICE (TO MR. PRINCE)

 

Shut his mouth up and bring him upstairs to the Penthouse. If he tries anything...Shoot him!

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

INT. ELEVATOR. PLATINUM TOWERS. REDSTONE - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, CUTTLER, MR. PRICE, MR. PRINCE)

 

Inside the ELEVATOR music of easy listening pleasure sounds out low as the three men accompany RAFFLES into the ELEVATOR to stand in front of him.

 

MR. PRINCE (TO PRICE)

 

I do still get paid for this job, don't I Mr. Price?

 

PRICE looks around and glares coldly at MR. PRINCE.

 

PRICE (TO MR. PRICE)

 

Ah, now that is where the fun part begins, Mr. Prince. Your fate is now connected to Mr. Raffles here.

 

MR. PRINCE (TO PRICE)

 

Is this some kind of joke?

 

PRICE reveals a small hand pistol from behind his back, lifting it quickly and aiming directly at Mr. Prince with a determined facial expression.

 

PRICE (TO MR. PRINCE)

 

Goodbye, Mr. Prince (pulls the trigger)

 

MR. PRINCE's body falls to the floor in a heap. PRICE leans forward and observes the body, making sure that the victim is indeed dead. Putting away the hand gun, PRICE turns to RAFFLES before replacing the gun inside his jacket.

 

PRICE (CONT’D)

 

What?

 

RAFFLES

 

Am I to be your next victim, Mr. Price, or are you going to tell me (loud voice) WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

 

PRICE

(plays with his neck tie)

 

Orders from above, I'm afraid!

 

RAFFLES

(confused)

 

I don't...I mean, I don't understand! You sent that man after me and now he's dead, and you tell me that it's Orders from above!

 

PRICE

(take a deep breath)

 

How long have you been doing this for, Raffles...20...25 years, more I bet...?

 

RAFFLES

(inclination)

 

Look, Mr. Price, if I could just say that I believe you have the wrong person, but I will be most happy to take this opportunity to get out of your hair anyway.

 

RAFFLES walks toward the closed elevator door with anticipated bounces in his step. MR. PRICE is behind him straightening his clothes and making himself presentable for when the ELEVATOR reached its destination. Suddenly the ELEVATOR stops and the doors open to a gathering of men and women, all of whom take a gentle hold of RAFFLES and pull him into the APARTMENT on the top floor.

 

CUT TO

 

INT. PLATINUM TOWERS. PENTHOUSE. EVENING

 

(MR. PRICE, CUTTLER, RAFFLES, 20+ GUESTS)

 

BEAUMONT (TO RAFFLES)

 

Well it's about bloody time you got here! (laughs along with many others in the APARTMENT) We had just about given up on... (sees the body in the ELEVATOR) OH MY GOD! Tell me, did you kill him Mr. Raffles?

 

RAFFLES is stunned with the question.

 

RAFFLES (TO GILES)

 

Actually, Mr. Price shot him with the gun he has in his pocket, as well as...!

 

BEAUMONT and several other guests pull RAFFLES further into the APARTMENT. Signs of a big PARTY are visible as

RAFFLES is taken deeper inside.

 

BEAUMONT (TO RAFFLES)

 

Don't worry about a thing, everything has been taken care of for you and your wife!

 

RAFFLES (TO GILES)

 

But I haven't got a wife...

 

DAINTY (TO RAFFLES)

 

I find it hard to believe that such a handsome fellow as yourself, hasn't found the right woman yet, Mr. Raffles!

 

RAFFLES turns around to face DAINTY, a slim, attractive woman with large breasts that are only just managing to stay inside the tightened Corset she is wearing with a long gowned Party Dress.

 

RAFFLES (TO DAINTY)

 

And you are...?

 

DAINTY (TO RAFFLES)

 

I am Dainty Morgan, I have interests in England that press for my attention...

 

RAFFLES (TO DAINTY)

 

Dainty Morgan! That's right, you set a new record in 73...

 

DAINTY (TO RAFFLES)

 

Actually it was 74, Mr. Raffles, I take it you follow The Game?

 

RAFFLES is suddenly embarrassed.

 

RAFFLES (TO DAINTY)

 

If I may speak Frankly, Ms. Morgan...

 

DAINTY howls out in laughter and gains the attention of everyone in the APARTMENT.

 

DAINTY (TO RAFFLES)

 

Mr. Raffles, this is The Settling Stone Gathering, the one thousand and twenty-eighth anniversary. Here, you and others will find all the very best...And when I say best, I mean there really is no competing against us.

 

The whole APARTMENT roars with screams, shouts and applause at DAINTY's speech.

 

FADE TO BLACK.

 

INT. PLATINUM TOWERS. MR. PRICE'S APARTMENT - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, PRICE, DAINTY MORGAN, 20+ GUESTS)

 

RAFFLES and DAINTY are seen stood at a plush BAR that is manned by a young Barman. PRICE approaches them both, while waving to the Barman for a drink.

 

PRICE (TO BARMAN)

 

Double Scotch, no ice, no Soda, please?

 

The BARMAN nods and proceeds to get PRICE his drink from the coloured optics behind the BAR.

 

DAINTY (TO PRICE)

 

Fantastic party, Xavier, I'm having a great time (smiles)

 

PRICE (TO DAINTY)

 

I'm so glad I can do something right, I believe there is a slight possibility that I am changing!

 

DAINTY (TO PRICE)

(laughs)

 

Well, let's just hope that it's for the better! (erupts into uncontrollable laughter)

 

RAFFLES (TO PRICE)

 

Personally, I would give yourself credit for what you have done tonight, Mr. Price, it's not every day that you get to save the son of an original!

 

PRICE is immediately riled for reasons DAINTY is at a loss of what it is about.

 

PRICE (TO RAFFLES)

 

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

 

RAFFLES turns to pick up his drink on the BAR, when PRICE lunges forward and attempts to grab a hold of RAFFLES by his coat. This fails when RAFFLES steps out of the way very quickly, resulting in PRICE hitting hard against the BAR, smashing his face on the BAR surface and then rendering himself unconscious on the floor. DAINTY is not shocked.

 

RAFFLES (TO DAINTY)

 

My humblest apologies for that, Dainty, some people are just born accident prone, like this Fellow here...

 

DAINTY (TO RAFFLES)

(discreetly)

 

I do believe you have at least twenty-minutes before he regains consciousness, Mr. Raffles, so I urge you not to waste them standing around here.

 

RAFFLES (TO DAINTY)

 

And if you were to suggest somewhere, where would that be?

 

DAINTY (TO RAFFLES)

 

Follow me (walks away from the BAR waving a single solitary finger in the air, beckoning RAFFLES to her)

 

DAINTY and RAFFLES walk out of the MAIN ROOM and into a bedroom.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

INT. PLATINUM TOWERS. BEDROOM - EVENING

 

(RAFFLES, DAINTY MORGAN, SIR. GEORGE QUENTIN)

 

DAINTY and RAFFLES enter the room, closing the door behind them. RAFFLES shows a devilish smile on his face looking at DAINTY, but DAINTY has other plans. DAINTY points to a Chesterton Chair where sits SIR. GEORGE QUENTIN - a friend of DAINTY's.

 

DAINTY (TO RAFFLES)

 

This is Sir. George Quentin, Mr. Raffles, he requested to see you personally (turns to SIR. QUENTIN)

 

RAFFLES

(looks at both DAINTY and SIR. QUENTIN)

 

Ah, well, you see Dainty Darling, I'm not...!

 

SIR. QUENTIN

(laughs out loudly)

 

Oh, Good God, man! No. You have it all wrong, I assure you, Mr. Raffles...Let me introduce myself properly, I think that would be the best thing to do.

 

DAINTY approaches SIR. QUENTIN and invites RAFFLES to a seat on the opposite side of the Chesterton Chair.

RAFFLES accepts and sits down casually.

 

SIR. QUENTIN (CONT'D)

 

You may not know this, but there are some very powerful people out there, Mr. Raffles, who would pay good money to have you taken out of The Game...

 

RAFFLES (TO QUENTIN)

 

Out of The Game! I take it that you mean my superb cricket skills? (smiles cautiously)

 

SIR. QUENTIN (TO RAFFLES)

 

If by superb cricket skills you mean being a superb burglar, then yes Mr. Raffles that is what I mean. You have dealt a blow so deep within our society...

 

RAFFLES (TO QUENTIN)

 

High Society, Sir. Quentin?

 

SIR. QUENTIN stands to his feet with objection.

 

SIR. QUENTIN (TO RAFFLES)

 

WE are not the ones who should be left with the bill at the end of the day, Mr. Raffles, we should be the ones who lead this nation into the next millennium. The craft that we possess...It has to be harnessed...

 

RAFFLES (TO QUENTIN)

 

You mean CONTROLLED surely, Sir. Quentin. After all, to build a nation that you do not yet have, you need people who will obey you. Am I right?

 

SIR. QUENTIN returns to his seat and stares angrily at

RAFFLES, while glancing occasionally at DAINTY

MORGAN.

 

SIR. QUENTIN (TO RAFFLES)

 

I won't beat about the bush, Mr. Raffles, I represent a...Circle of good people, who could make you disappear a very rich man!

 

RAFFLES turns to DAINTY, and in turn DAINTY turns to

SIR. QUENTIN with a concerned look.

 

DAINTY (TO QUENTIN)

 

Maybe Mr. Raffles would like a demonstration...And perhaps a drink to loosen the edge, too?

 

SIR. QUENTIN (TO RAFFLES)

 

Yes, why not? If that is what it requires, then I will give our fine guest here a very worthy demonstration...It will also save his bacon, I wouldn't wonder!

 

SIR. QUENTIN leaves both DAINTY MORGAN and

 

RAFFLES alone in the room.

 

DAINTY

 

You DO know what he is offering you, don't you, Raffles?

 

RAFFLES

(smiles)

 

A ticket to Oblivion?

 

DAINTY

 

RAFFLES! Seriously!

 

RAFFLES stands from his seat and walks over to a built in BAR by the window. He looks out casually, suddenly catching a glimpse of SIR. QUENTIN entering a luxury car.

 

RAFFLES

 

Would you like a drink, Darling, there's some very nice Scotch...!

 

DAINTY

(sounds worried)

 

No, not for me thank you, Mr. Raffles, I have the most horrid headache...

 

RAFFLES

 

It’s the tension I should imagine, Sir. Quentin was a little off with his Parle, which would be good to know WHO I'm up against!

 

DAINTY

 

Sir. George Quentin is a man who can help people like you, Raffles.

 

RAFFLES

(sits down with his drink)

 

Like US, don't you mean, Dainty?

 

DAINTY

 

No, Raffles, like you. (sighs loudly) Times are changing, the smog that covers the cities is poisoning the people! With such large benefits that are shared between the equals...

 

RAFFLES

 

I'm sorry, Dainty, but I cannot sit here and accept the responsibility of this world that you and your friend out there claim that I am apart of shaping. You were talking about putting a leash on crime as a whole, weren't you? (downs his drink in one and stands to his feet)

 

DAINTY MORGAN stands too, taking RAFFLES by the arm gently. Her eyes are filled with regret, remorse, anger.

 

DAINTY

 

Raffles...Please!

 

RAFFLES takes a gentle hold of DAINTY's hand, giving it a kiss.

 

RAFFLES

 

There's really nothing to worry about, if I am to be honest, maybe High Society would be better off without me...!

 

DAINTY

 

And what of your son?

 

RAFFLES suddenly becomes deeply concerned.

 

RAFFLES

 

Excuse me?

 

DAINTY

 

Tristan, isn't it?

 

RAFFLES

 

My, haven't we been the busy little bee...

 

DAINTY

 

The Syndicate know everything...And more! If it were your son here today, what would you advise?

 

RAFFLES turns away from DAINTY.

 

RAFFLES

 

I would advise them to stay away from The Syndicate. But that's me being someone who actually gives a damn about their Code and Loyalty...

 

DAINTY panics and grabs a firm hold of RAFFLES's arms.

 

DAINTY

 

But, don't you see? The Syndicate is a Code within itself, Arthur, you wouldn't be going against anyone, not as high up, anyway.

 

RAFFLES

 

The Syndicate is just another name given to a Power House, Dainty, don't let them fool you - Not you of all people, please!

 

DAINTY

 

There will be consequences, Arthur, you do understand that, don't you? The Syndicate are a lot bigger and tougher than the Firms!

 

RAFFLES

 

POLITICS!

 

DAINTY

 

Politics or not, they won't allow you to walk away from this one, which means...!

 

RAFFLES

 

Tristan!

 

FADE TO BLACK.

FADE IN:

 

REDSTONE, 2018

 

INT. EDDY DURANT'S OFFICE. REDSTONE - MORNING

 

(TRISTAN KELLER-RAFFLES (38), EDDY DURANT (35), MIKE KNOWLES (31))

 

Three men, two old, one young sit quietly in a city office. One of the older men -EDDY DURANT- flicks slowly through a file while the other older man -MIKE KNOWLES- sits playing with his tie.

 

DURANT (TO KNOWLES)

 

And this is the only information that you could get me, Mike?

 

MIKE KNOWLES immediately stops playing with his tie and looks up at EDDY DURANT.

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

This man you’re after, Mr. Durant, he's like a ghost...Specter, even!

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

So, I take it that this is the only information we're going to be getting on him?

 

TRISTAN has fallen into some deep thought while EDDY has been reading the file contents, so much so that he fails to respond to the question.

 

DURANT (CONT'D)

 

HEY! Are you with us son?

 

TRISTAN snaps out of his thoughts and straightens himself up in his chair.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

I'm sorry...I was just...I was wondering...!

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Listen, you let me do the thinking and you worry about the information, Okay? Now, is there any more information that I need to know about? Is there some family member, a friend, or even a Love Child out there that hasn't been questioned?

 

TRISTAN

 

As far as we’re aware, Sir, there are no further leads on this guy. Like Mike says, he's practically a ghost!

 

EDDY looks down at the paperwork and moans.

 

DURANT

 

I don't like ghosts, Okay, keep looking and as soon as you get any more information, come to me straight away.

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. EDDY DURANT'S OFFICE - OUTSIDE - MORNING

 

(TRISTAN KELLER-RAFFLES, MIKE KNOWLES, PAIGE DRISCOLL)

 

TRISTAN and MIKE KNOWLES stand outside EDDY

DURANT's OFFICE.

 

KNOWLES

 

Where to now?

 

TRISTAN

 

The only place where we can get the information Durant needs, of course - The Think Tank.

 

PAIGE DRISCOLL walks from a tidy desk a few feet away from where TRISTAN and MIKE are standing, smiling as she approaches the two men.

 

DRISCOLL (TO TRISTAN)

 

I cross referenced the names you gave me...I think you should have a look!

 

Both TRISTAN and MIKE look at one another, and then turn back to PAIGE.

 

TRISTAN

 

Sounds ominous!

 

TRISTAN takes a hold of a small file that PAIGE hands over to him. On the cover it has the ROYAL SEAL.

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

The Royal Seal! Aren't those files supposed to be...?

 

DRISCOLL (TO MIKE)

 

Not a word!

 

MIKE opens the file and starts to read it - with astonishment.

 

KNOWLES

 

NO BLOODY WAY! Miss. Driscoll, you are - -

 

DRISCOLL (TO MIKE)

 

Amazing?

 

MIKE rushes over to PAIGE, picking her up off of the floor and kissing her excitedly on the lips before putting her back down.

 

TRISTAN is beside himself and looks around almost embarrassed at the fact of anyone watching them.

 

TRISTAN (TO MIKE)

 

Alright, so the breakfast you had this morning...!

 

MIKE now turns his attention to TRISTAN.

 

KNOWLES

(relaxes)

 

Okay, listen, do you remember when...

 

DRISCOLL (TO MIKE)

(demandingly)

 

MIKE! For god’s sake! Just tell him!

 

Now TRISTAN is burning to know what it is that MIKE has to tell him.

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

Alright, we have found your Grandfather! Isn't that great? (claps and cheers along with DRISCOLL)

 

TRISTAN (TO MIKE)

(disappointed)

 

Wha...!

 

DRISCOLL (TO TRISTAN)

 

We...We...Miss. Driscoll and I (points to PAIGE DRISCOLL) we found your Grandfather, A. J. Raffles!

 

TRISTAN is beside himself. He can't believe that the two people he trusted more in the world had betrayed him - His confidence.

 

PAIGE DRISCOLL walks away back to her desk confused at

TRISTAN's reaction.

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

What is it? What's wrong? You don't have to search anymore...

 

TRISTAN (TO MIKE)

 

I wasn't looking, Mike...What the hell have you done?

 

THE OFFICE DOOR OF EDDY DURANT SWINGS OPEN SUDDENLY.

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

What in the hell is going on out here? Miss. Driscoll, have you got those Profiles I asked you for...Ten minutes ago?

 

DRISCOLL (O.C.)

 

I'm bringing them now, Mr. Durant

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

What’s with the long face?

 

TRISTAN shakes his head. DURANT shrugs his shoulders and looks to MIKE KNOWLES.

 

DURANT (CONT'D)

 

Mike, do you want to tell me what's going on?

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

Nothing.

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

Nothing! Both of you in my office...Now! Miss. Driscoll, I need those files as soon I fire these two NOTHINGS!

 

EDDY, TRISTAN and MIKE head back into DURANT's OFFICE.

 

CUT TO:

 

INT. EDDY DURANT'S OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER

 

(EDDY DURANT, TRISTAN KELLER-RAFFLES, MIKE KNOWLES)

 

Both TRISTAN and MIKE are stood in front of EDDY DURANT's desk, while EDDY sits in his comfortable Exec Chair.

 

DURANT (TO BOTH)

 

When I started this company, my Father had become something that I didn't, which gets me onto your story, Tristan. A young, intelligent man like you, working for a man like me.

 

TRISTAN is confused.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

I...I don't understand, Sir!

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

Did you know that you’re Grandfather helped build this city? In fact, Raffles was something of a High Crusted Pasonarized pioneer by the work he did...

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

(heated)

 

My Grandfather was a...!

 

EDDY snaps up from his chair and waits eagerly for

TRISTAN to finish his sentence.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Go on, you were going to say...?

 

TRISTAN (TO BOTH)

(concedes)

 

My Grandfather was a good man...

 

DURANT (TO BOTH)

 

And there we have it. Did you know (turns to MIKE) that Tristan's Father was one of Britain's most liked Socialites, Mr. Knowles?

 

MIKE KNOWLES turns to TRISTAN - TRISTAN ignores him.

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

I know that whatever this is about...If it is about anything...

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

Anything! Ah, so, we have finally reached Anything! From a mere Nothing, to a mere Anything, Mr. Knowles. Are you with me so far?

 

MIKE nods his head sheepishly.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

I would like to offer my resignation, Mr. Durant!

 

DURANT is shocked.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

OH MY GOD, Man! I don't want to fire you. I know that I said to Mrs. Driscoll...

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

(interrupts)

 

Actually, Mr. Durant, you shouted it out to everyone in the room.

 

DURANT turns to TRISTAN in the hope that he calm his growing dislike of MIKE's comments.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

Mr. Durant, Sir, when you took over this Firm, how exactly was it tied in with my Grandfather?

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Well now, by the look on your face and the direct line of questioning that favours an honest answer Son, you have without doubt your Grandfather's blood! How long have you known?

 

Now MIKE KNOWLES is confused - he wants to know what's going on between TRISTAN and DURANT desperately.

 

KNOWLES (TO BOTH)

 

Can I just cut in and...?

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

Actually, Mike, you can go, we don't really need you anymore.

Do you need change for the bus or anything?

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

YOU'RE FIRING ME??

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

Well, yes, you did pull unauthorized Profiles from the Archives, and you...

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

I didn't pull any files...Miss. Driscoll gathered the information herself and gave it (reaches for the file that DRISCOLL gave TRISTAN) to Tristan. Here, take a look?

 

EDDY takes a hold of the file and hands it back to TRISTAN with a calm smile.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Take it with you it may help you in your life. Your Grandfather wanted nothing to do with the entire New World plan, so he joined the others!

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

They killed him!

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

(disappointed look)

 

NO! Christ! They put him into early retirement in one of those programs. He's doing really well, too, so I hear.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

My Grandfather, the Great Raffles, is in an Old People's Home? (laughs)

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Are you kidding? Come on, what do you think they were going to do with all those criminals? They all...Nearly all of them got exactly what they wanted in the end. Some say it was a perfect pitch for Godfather three...

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

The location of my Grandfather that is in this file, is it real?

 

DURANT nods with a confirming gesture.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Your Grandfather was apparently one of the most stubborn buggers they had to deal with, which is why he was given a five star lush apartment somewhere up the North-East Coast.

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

So they didn't kill him?

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

No, Mr. Knowles, they didn't kill Raffles, although by all accounts in history he was murdered by his Peers. There had to be some closure to his profession, therefore ending the infamous route of his career.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

I guess the question now is, will I go and visit my Grandfather?

 

MIKE KNOWLES turns to a strangely happy EDDY

DURANT.

 

DURANT (TRISTAN)

 

I believe the actual question you're looking for is WHEN! When will the next time be that you see your Grandfather again, didn't you mean, Tristan?

 

TRISTAN suddenly becomes perplex about the statement.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

Mr. Durant, I haven't seen my...!

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

(loudly)

 

You saw your Grandfather six weeks ago. You met in a discreet cafe off Redstone Square and then you both visited Ms. Margaret Rosembey in Millers Gardens. Or am I mistaken?

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

You've been following me?

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Actually, the information is shared throughout the business, I was told earlier this morning before you both came in to work.

 

TRISTAN slumps down in the nearest chair and sighs.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

If you and...Whoever else it is...

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

(interrupts keenly)

 

They call themselves The Syndicate!

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

You mean THE SYNDICATE?

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

Oh come now, Mike, don't be getting all cold feet now, they know all there is to know about anyone...In fact, they are almost finished gathering all their intelligence from Europe. Makes you wonder why all the crime has gone down in the Capitals!

 

MIKE KNOWLES turns and walks over to a nearby window and starts looking out over the city; an almost futuristic look of spired buildings, futuristic cars and Public Transport vehicles.

 

KNOWLES (TO BOTH)

 

The world hasn't been the same since HE was put in charge of the Governance!

 

DURANT walks over to MIKE and pats him on the back.

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

You have to laugh about the irony!

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

The irony of what exactly?

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

The HE that you're referring to? He was, at one time...

 

TRISTAN has stood quietly and now approaches the two men by the window, where he, too, looks out.

 

TRISTAN (TO MIKE)

 

My Father's best friend!

 

MIKE is left speechless. He turns to DURANT, then to

TRISTAN.

 

KNOWLES (TO BOTH)

 

You ARE kidding me, right?

 

DURANT (TO RAFFLES)

 

As I said, Tristan, I don't want to fire you. I want to show you something, both of you in fact. Follow me.

 

ALL three of them walk out of DURANT's OFFICE.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

INT. OUTSIDE EDDY DURANT'S OFFICE - MORNING

 

(EDDY DURANT, TRISTAN KELLER-RAFFLES, MIKE

KNOWLES, PAIGE DRISCOLL)

 

PAIGE DRISCOLL makes her way over to DURANT with a swagger in her step. She is holding several files in her arms.

 

DRISCOLL (TO DURANT)

 

Mr. Durant, I have those files you...

 

DURANT (TO DRISCOLL)

(loudly)

 

Not right now, Mrs. Driscoll, I'm a little busy.

 

DRISCOLL returns to her desk quietly. EDDY DURANT reaches out at the Lift and pushes the CALL button before waiting with the two other men.

 

DURANT (CON’T)

 

What I am about to show you both must go no further than us three, do you understand?

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

May I ask what it is that you’re showing us, Mr. Durant?

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Your future, Son, I'm going to show you your future (laughs out loud)

 

The ELEVATOR arrives at the floor and the three of them walk inside and wait until the doors close.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

INT. ELEVATOR (TO BASEMENT) - MORNING

 

(EDDY DURANT, TRISTAN KELLER-RAFFLES, MIKE KNOWLES)

 

EDDY DURANT is stood between both MIKE and TRISTAN near the rear wall of the LIFT.

 

DURANT stares at the Level Indicator above the doors, counting down from 36...35...

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

You know, if the truth be told, your Grandfather saved my Grandfather from an untimely death...If he had died that day, then I would not be here today to show you the wonders of this great machine they have created!

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

MACHINE!

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

Sorry, it’s a figure of speech.

 

The ELEVATOR reaches the Lower Ground Floor, its braking raising the LIFT slightly.

 

Both DURANT and KNOWLES put a hand on their stomach and take a breath.

 

DURANT (TO BOTH)

 

Ah, yes, it does that sometimes.

 

The three men EXIT the ELEVATOR into almost perfect darkness.

 

MATCH CUT TO:

 

INT. THE LOWER BASEMENT - MORNING

 

(EDDY DURANT, TRISTAN KELLER-RAFFLES, MIKE KNOWLES)

 

The three men step out of the ELEVATOR into almost complete darkness, except for the light escaping from inside the ELEVATOR.

 

A few seconds pass and the ELEVATOR doors close - Taking the light with it.

 

DURANT clicks his fingers to be greeted by an array of fluorescent bulbs lighting up an entire long room that has tall luminescent flashing coloured lights blinking.

 

KNOWLES (TO HIMSELF)

 

Oh My God, there must be more than a thousand Server Systems down here!

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

 

There are fifteen hundred to be precise, Mike, but it’s not the Servers that we are here to see!

 

DURANT walks further into the room where finally he stops and turns to both TRISTAN and MIKE.

 

DURANT (TO BOTH)

 

Gentlemen, welcome to The Syndicate (turns around and claps his hands together)

 

From all around the three men the walls, ceilings, even the floor reshape themselves to display a completely different room as the one they had just stepped into; the walls show Control Consoles, Monitors showing various Capitals of the world, and Screens that are cross referencing DATA to other computers and Screens.

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

The Echo Room!

 

DURANT (TO MIKE)

(applauds)

 

Very good, Mike, it is the Echo Room. If you don't mind me asking (turns to TRISTAN) how did you know about the Firm and your Grandfather? Raffles would never have guessed it in a million years, and yet you did...But how?

 

TRISTAN walks over to a Computer Console that at a push of a button brings out the keyboard. TRISTAN starts typing.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

(keeps his eyes on both the keyboard and screen)

 

To be honest, it wasn't until Mrs. Driscoll brought the file of my Grandfather's, that I put it all together. (points at the screen) Is this Vanguard or Opal?

 

EDDY DURANT peers over TRISTAN's shoulder.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Opal. But the five years that you have been working here for us, you never had the urge to find out more?

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

Mr. Durant (turns to face him) look around you, what do you see?

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

A problem, that's what I see, Tristan, and I also see a solution to that problem, too.

 

TRISTAN slows down his typing and nods over to MIKE.

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

What is it? What do you need?

 

TRISTAN (TO MIKE)

 

I need you to take that chair there (points to a wheelie-chair behind Mike) and take it up to the eleventh Server...Got that?

 

MIKE grabs hold of the chair and wheels it lazily across the polished floor up through the Server aisle. He stops by the side of the eleventh Server Tower.

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

Now what?

 

TRISTAN (TO MIKE)

 

Hit it with the chair!

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

Wha...! Are you out of your...!

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

The main Server!

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

The Main Server...The HEAD of the Serpent?

 

Rushing up to where MIKE is standing, DURANT takes a tight hold of the chair, picking it up and swinging it with all his might toward the glass panels of the Server Tower.

 

CRASHING SOUNDS. Glass breaking, clashing with the floor.

 

KNOWLES (TO BOTH)

 

Are you serious! That is going to alert every copper in the whole of London...!

 

EDDY DURANT turns to TRISTAN gasping for air but laughing at the same time as to MIKE's reaction.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Looks like you've found your Bunny, Tristan (laughs even more)

 

TRISTAN laughs at the joke that DURANT makes, but is then alerted to a loud alarm sound from the computer screen

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

We have a HACKER!

 

DURANT and MIKE run down the aisle of Servers to look at the computer screen. “WARNING” is blinking in tall letters across the screen.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Looks like someone knows you’re inside the system...But how?

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

(smiles mischievously)

 

Have we got another chair?

 

DURANT looks around and sees one a short distance away.

 

DURANT (TO TRISTAN)

 

Can you stop the transmissions going back to The Syndicate?

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

We need to smash the.... (types in the Command to search the database) Come on, Come on...Eighth Server...

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

NO, that's the wrong one...Look!

 

TRISTAN looks at the screen and sees a screen flashing a red light above Server Tower 9. TRISTAN gives MIKE a friendly slap on the back.

 

TRISTAN (TO DURANT)

 

Server Tower Nine...Smash it! Smash it now!

 

DURANT lifts the chair with both hands into the air, just as the ELEVATOR doors open and two armed Officers drop to their knees and shoot him where he stands.

 

Not being beaten back by several bullet wounds, DURANT gathers his inner strength and successfully smashes the Server Tower - It explodes with sparks and fire.

 

KNOWLES (TO DURANT)

 

You did it...NO! NO! NO!

 

TRISTAN turns to see the two Officers still kneeling, looking at both him and MIKE strangely as if paralyzed.

 

TRISTAN (TO HIMSELF)

 

What the hell's going on?

 

Both TRISTAN and MIKE move toward the two Officers. They do not move.

 

MIKE and TRISTAN are now in front of the Officers, the right distance to check them.

 

KNOWLES

(checks their vitals)

 

These aren't...Human!

 

TRISTAN

 

Their Synthetic Sentry's...

 

KNOWLES (TO TRISTAN)

 

Synth what?

 

TRISTAN

 

Synthetic Sentry's, the authorities started using them during the late nineties, until they started glitching...Glitching, of course, that's it!

 

Making his way back to the computer console TRISTAN starts to type machine code into the keyboard.

 

KNOWLES

 

I'm sorry, Tristan, Durant is dead!

 

TRISTAN

 

He wanted all of this to end as much as anyone else, including my Grandfather, most probably his own Grandfather, too. If I can isolate the Main Frame from the Synthetic Sentry's, we should be able to...!

 

There is a sudden low sound near the Officers. The two synthetics rise to their feet and head straight for TRISTAN and

MIKE. MIKE is scared.

 

KNOWLES

 

Hey! Tristan! Hey!

 

The two Synthetics come close to MIKE while raising their weapons to match the height of MIKE's head.

 

KNOWLES (CONT'D)

 

Now would be a good time to do something...Aaarrrggghh...!

 

As soon as MIKE starts screaming the Synthetics shudder and shut down, their weapons drop to the floor.

 

TRISTAN

 

What the hell happened?

 

KNOWLES

 

Thank You! Thank You!

 

TRISTAN shakes his head.

 

TRISTAN

 

Don't thank me, Mike!

 

THE FURTHEST WALL FROM TRISTAN AND MIKE OPENS UP.

 

KNOWLES

 

Don't thank you! Hey, what's that doing over there?

The wall opens up like a garage door to reveal nothing at first, until suddenly from inside the darkened wall there is a bright display of lights. It’s the authorities - In force.

 

KNOWLES

 

You have to get out of here Tristan, go and find your Grandfather, make all of this worthwhile.

 

TRISTAN

 

I'm not leaving you!

 

KNOWLES

 

You have no choice, I was the one who tripped the Synthetic Sentry's, Tristan. GO. NOW!

 

TRISTAN looks toward the wall of flickering lights before looking over to the ELEVATOR.

 

He runs fast away from MIKE and into the ELEVATOR before a last look back has him pressing the LIFT button for the GROUND FLOOR. The doors close.

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

FADE TO BLACK.

 

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

 

 

MKDS – Marcus Kasabian De Storm – has been writing stories and novels for the past four decades, his work ranging from Poetry to Science Fiction, Drama to Action and Comedy to Erotica. Spreading these writings over many topics and at the best ‘Ground Breaking’ taboos that have become a bench mark in constructive New Wave storytelling.

Concentrating his writing on “Scriptwriting”, it has been with the completion of several Scripts, including “Evermore” and “Raffles”, he intends to begin filming in the Summer (2019). As well as stepping behind the camera, his further writing of Scripts continues with a unique blend of fresh TV and Movie ideas that will change – if not break – the ‘Same old’ productions that are being re-made over and over in today’s world.


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