Papers are filed. I have the right to a lawyer but nothing can be done until tomorrow morning at 10 a.m. Until then I must be in custody. I plead my case with the British Open registration, invitee of the Royal and Ancient, etc. Stanley does not hear me.
Desperation sets in.
This was a real bad idea. Stanley is pissed, but I don't care. 60ish, very proper, very British. At 5 a.m. the captain arranges a cash bail. Prissy says her car is worth 800 pounds and she has no insurance.