Don't Nail Him Yet

Dian: [as Dian & Rawson enter her flat, they're startled to see John Drake, who's now standing in the centre of her room] Who are you?

John Drake: Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, rich man, poor man, begger man, thief. Have you got a light?

Dian: What are you doing here?

John Drake: Ask him he knows, don't you Rawson?

Dian: Do you know this man, Denis?

John Drake: I'm more of a ghost to him than a man. He's praying that I disappear. He's praying that this is a nightmare, and that he'll wake up. Come on Rawson, and put yourself together - tell her about me.

Dian: Well, who are you? Has he done something wrong? Are you a policeman? Do you have a warrant to be in my room like this?

John Drake: Yes - he has done something wrong, no, I am not a policeman, I do not have a warrant- I could never be a policeman I couldn't stand the regulations, I'm like you, I work outside the law.