Randall and Hopkirk, 1969

[Jeff is in jail, and Marty has found out that his alibi was a lie]

Marty:
Come on, Jeff. You've got to open up a bit. You're in this pretty deep, you know.

Jeff:
I know how deep I'm in, I don't need you to remind me.

Marty:
What is it then, some sort of trouble? Blackmail? Is that it? You're being forced to, to cooperate?

Jeff:
You're way out.

Marty:
Well, to my way of thinking, there's only one possibility left. You were there on Tuesday, and you were there because you wanted to be. That's it, isn't it? You've conned me, the inspector, your own lawyer . . . everybody. Me!

Jeff:
Look, Marty, why don't you go to wherever you go to until this thing blows over.

Marty:
Oh no, it's not as easy as that, Jeff. I'm supposed to be your friend, someone you turn to. Not someone you make a fool of the minute something goes wrong!

[Jeff doesn't reply]

Marty:
All right. If that's the way you want it, I'm going.

[Marty disappears]

Jeff:
Marty?

[Marty reappears]

Marty:
Yes?

Jeff [after a pause]:
Nothing.

Marty:
Right.

[Marty disappears again, and Jeff punches the cot]