And
ok.
Ola,
don't tell me you didn't know it was loaded.
Sie
oh,
can't he do something constructive? Like start nav
or something?
But
she,
when you start to eat like this something is the matter.
Sylvia, I'm getting a divorce. What?
From Charles?
He's the only husband I have.
I've tried to make it work really. I have.
But what
I can't explain, it's just that I'm too miserable to go on any longer like this.
It is infuriating that your unhappiness does not turn to fat.
But I don't understand why do you want a divorce?
Because I love him
and he obviously doesn't love me
and that's no reason to get a divorce
with a rich husband at this year's clothes.
You won't find it difficult to make some new friends.
Look, I admit I came to Paris to escape American provincial,
but that doesn't mean I'm ready for French traditional.
I loathe the whole idea of divorce Sylvie.
But if only Charles had been honest with me, that's all I ask of anybody.
The simple truth.
But with child, everything is secrecy and lies.
He's hiding something from me. Sylvie, something terrible
and it frightens me.
Does he belong to you?
It's hers. Where'd you find him robbing a bank?
He was throwing snowballs at Baron Rothschild. Oh, thank you.
Do we know each other?
Why do you think we're going to?
I don't know. How would I know
because I already know an awful lot of people until one of them dies.
I couldn't possibly meet anyone else.
Well, if anyone goes on the critical list, let me know. quitter.
Uh
huh.
You give up
a easily, don't you?
VJ?
We let us make a walk. I've never seen a Rothschild before.
That's
clever fella. Almost miss me.
Same.
You're blocking my view.
Which view would you prefer? The one you're blocking?
It's my last chance. I'm flying back to Paris this afternoon. What's your name?
Peter Joshua?
Oh, mine's Regina Lampert.
Is there Mr Lambert? Yes. Good for you. No, it isn't. I'm getting a divorce, please.
Not on my account. Oh, no, I see. I don't really love him.
Well, at least you're honest. Is there a Mrs Joshua?
Yes. But we're divorced.
Oh,
that wasn't a proposal. I'm just curious.
Is your husband with you? Your child is never with me? What do people call you? Pete?
Mr Joshua.
I've enjoyed talking with you now. You're angry. No. No, I'm not angry.
I just have a lot of packing to do. I'm going back to Paris too, wasn't it?
Shakespeare? Who said when strangers do meet in far off lands they should air long.
See each other again.
Shakespeare never said dad.
How do you know?
It's terrible. You just made it up? Oh, it sounds right. You gonna call me?
Are you in the book? Well, Charles is,
is there only one Charles Lamford?
Lord? I hope so.
Goodbye,
Sylvian. Thanks. When you get your divorce. Are you going back to America?
Well, don't you want me to stay? Yes, of course.
But if you went back and wrote me a letter, you could have the stamps.
I'll get you some here. Ok. Ok.
Goodbye.
Oh, Noreen.
No,
madame
Charles
Lope.
Yes.
I'm inspector Edouard Gar
Pier of the police judiciary.
Would you be so kind as to come with me, please?
Right, madam.
You're positive
you loved him.
I'm Mary.
We discovered your husband's body
lying next to the tracks of the Paris Bordeaux railroad line.
He was dressed only in his pajamas.
Do you know of any reason why he might have wanted to leave France?
Leave?
No,
your husband possessed a ticket of passage on the Marange.
It sailed for Venezuela this morning at seven.
I'm very confused.
He was American. Your husband Swiss Swiss
his profession.
He didn't have one.
He was a wealthy man,
I suppose. So, I don't know
about how wealthy would you say?
I don't know.
Where did he keep his money?
I don't know.
Beside yourself. Who is his nearest relative?
I don't know.
That's absurd. Madam.
Total. Not absurd.
I know.
I'm sorry.
It is. All right.
I wish you wouldn't
LA.
On Wednesday last,
your husband sold the entire contents of the apartment at public auction.
Everything.
The gallery paid him 1 million, 250,000 new francs in dollars.
A quarter of a million.
The authorities in bordeaux searched his compartment on the train.
They searched it thoroughly.
They did not find $250,000.
These two things are all that was found in the train compartment.
There was no other baggage.
Your husband must have been in a great hurry.
One wallet containing 4000 francs
one agenda. His last notation was made yesterday Thursday
five pm. Jardin
de
champs
Elysees.
Why there?
I don't know.
Perhaps he met somebody,
obviously
one ticket of passage to South America,
one letter
stamp at unsealed, addressed to you.
May I see it please?
My dear Regina. I hope you are enjoying your holiday.
Megeve
can be so lovely at this time of year,
the days pass very slowly and I hope to see you soon as always.
Charles
ps
your dentist called yesterday. Your appointment has been changed,
not
electricity.
We took the liberty of calling a dentist.
We thought perhaps we would learn something.
Did you?
Your appointment has been changed?
One key
to your apartment,
one K
one fountain pen,
one toothbrush,
12 powder.
That is all
if you will sign this list, you may take the things with you
is that all? May I leave? Now?
One more question?
Is this your husband's passport?
Yes.
And this,
I don't understand.
And this
and this,
oh, I telephone but nobody answered.
I know.
Hello.
I wanted to tell you how sorry I am.
Let's see if there's anything I can do.
How did you find out?
It's in the afternoon papers.
I'm very sorry.
Thank you.
Uh, uh,
I pressed the bell but it doesn't ring.
I guess.
I know there's no electricity.
Well, where did everything go?
Charles sold it all. Adoption.
This is all I have left.
I love this room but
never really saw it.
Only the things in it.
I think I prefer it this way.
What are you going to do?
Try and get my old job back at
Tesco, I suppose.
Doing what?
I'm a simultaneous translator like Sylvie
only. She's English into French and I'm French into English.
That's what I was doing before I married Charles.
The police probably think I killed him.
Instant divorce. You mean
something like that?
It's terrible to end it this way though.
Tossed off a train like a sack of third class mail. Oh,
come on. You can't stay here.
I don't know where to go.
We'll find you a hotel.
Nothing too expensive.
I'm not a lady of leisure anymore.
You know,
something clean and modest and near enough to your rest
so that you can take a cab when it rains.
Ok.
Not a very large turnout is it.
Didn't Charles have any friends,
don't ask me. I'm only the widow.
If Charles had died in bed, we wouldn't even have him.
At least he knows how to behave at funerals.
Have you? No idea who could have done it
until two days ago. The only thing I really knew about Charles was his name.
Now, it seemed, I didn't even know that
ee
he must have known Charles pretty well.
How can you tell
he's allergic to him?
Miss, you?
Do you know him?
Never seen him before?
Riveter
Charlie,
Mr Lambert man.
Uh, Miss La
Charlie had no call of doing it that way.
No, sir.
What next
be
part
of Mother
Mercy
P
Who is it from
the American Embassy?
I bluff the old man out of the last pot with a pair of deuces.
What's so depressing about that?
Well, I mean, if I can do it, what are the Russians doing to him?
Hello?
Hello.
Is there anything wrong, Miss Hopkins?
Uh,
MS Duncans isn't here?
Oh, I'm sorry. My secretary must have gone to lunch.
You are Mrs Lambert, Mrs Charles Lambert.
Oh,
yes, please
come in, Mrs Lambert.
Excuse me for a moment. Mrs Lampert.
It's a stubborn little dental
dry cleaning wise. Things are all fouled up.
I had a good man, a really excellent man in the Rue Pot
too.
But HQ S is to use the plant here in the building to ease the gold outflow.
Mr Barthol.
Are you quite sure? You know who I am?
You're Charles Lambert's widow. Yes,
I'm very sorry.
Last time I sent out a tie, only the spot came back.
Boiler, as they say,
won't you sit down Mrs LA?
I've got something here.
I've got liver,
liver,
chicken and liverwurst.
No, thank you,
Mrs Lambert.
Do you know what CIA is?
I don't suppose it's an airline, is it
central intelligence agency? CIA? You mean spies and all that?
Only? We call them agents. We, you mean you, someone has to do it, Mrs Lapper.
It's just that I didn't think people like you were supposed to admit.
No, I'm not an agent.
I'm an administrator, a
desk jockey
trying to run a bureau of overworked men
with under allocated
funds.
Congress seems to think that all a spy needs.
Yes,
that all he needs is a code book, a cyanide pill and he's in business.
What's all this got to do with me? Mr Bartholomew?
Your husband was wanted by the United States government?
May I have a sandwich, please?
Chicken or liverwurst.
Chicken
to be more specific, Mrs Lambert. Your husband was wanted by this agency.
So that was it. Yes,
we of course, knew him by his real name,
Boss,
Charles Boss.
All right, Mrs Boss
tomorrow.
I'd like you to look at this photograph here for a moment. Please
tell us if you recognize.
Oh,
by the way, have you seen this? One,
Scott Cathy and Ham Junior.
I'm very sweet. Are
they
all right, Mrs,
please stop calling me that lamp at the name on the marriage license.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry,
Mr Lambert.
Uh, would you look at that photograph and tell me if you recognize anyone, please?
Uh, just a moment. Have a good look.
It's Charles. Very good. He looks so young. When was this taken? 1944?
Next, please.
The man who was at the funeral yesterday. A tall man in a corduroy suit
does the name Tex Pent
Harlo mean anything to you? No,
you like to win. Oh,
thank you.
Thanks
for,
he was there too. A
little less hair, but it's the same one.
Do you know him? Mrs Lampert
Leopold W Gideon?
No,
the last one, please.
That's a face. You don't forget
he was there too.
Herman Scobie.
You've never seen him before either?
No, thank him.
This is right, but
I'm very much afraid that you are in a great deal of danger.
Why should I be in any danger?
You're Charles Boss's wife
now that he's dead, you're their only lead,
Mr Bertholle.
You, if you're trying to frighten me,
you're doing a first rate job. Please do what we ask. Mrs Lambert.
It's your only chance gladly, but I don't know what you want.
You haven't told me?
Oh,
I haven't.
Well, it's the money, Mrs Lambert.
The money
of $250,000. Charles Boss received from the auction.
Those three men want it too. They want it very badly. But that's child's money.
Not theirs. Oh, Mrs
Mary, I'd like to see you try and convince them of that.
Oh, my.
But then whose is it his all
be
hours?
Oh,
Charles Boss stole $250,000 from the United States government.
I'm afraid we want it back,
but I don't have it.
That's impossible. Mrs Lampern,
I'm the only one who could have it,
Mr Bartolom. You, if I had a quarter of a million dollars, believe me, I'd know it
nevertheless, Mrs Lampert, you've got it.
You mean he's just lying around somewhere, all that cash
or a certified check, a safe deposit, key baggage claim.
You look for it, Mrs Lambert. I'm quite sure you'll find it. Look for it.
Look just as hard and as fast as you can.
You may not have a great deal of time.
Those three men know you've got the money just as surely as we do.
You won't be safe until the money is in our hands. Is that clear?
Now? Here's where you ought to call me
day or night.
It's a direct line
to both my office
and my apartment and please don't tell anyone about coming to see us today.
It could prove fatal for them as well as yourself. As I said, Mrs Lamott,
I'm afraid you're in a great deal of danger.
I regret very much. Having to say this, but
please remember what happened to your husband.
Yeah.
Hello.
Hello, Peter.
Now, didn't you telephone me to meet you on that corner over there?
I'm sorry, I heard the Children laughing.
Do you understand French?
Another word?
I'm still having trouble with English.
The man and the woman are married.
Oh, I can see that. They're batting each other over the head.
Hey,
who's
that? With the hat?
That's the policeman.
He wants to arrest Judy for killing punch.
What,
what's she saying? Now
that she's innocent?
She didn't do it?
Oh, she did it all right.
I believe her.
Well, who was that? That's punch. Of course. Punch. Of course. I thought he was dead.
He's only pretending to teach her a lesson.
Only he is dead. Peter. I saw him. He's not pretending
somebody threw him off a train.
Charles was mixed up in something terrible.
What am I going to do?
I wish you'd let me help you.
It doesn't sound like the sort of thing a young woman can handle by herself.
How about making me vice president in charge of cheering you up
starting tonight?
Oh,
Sua
miss your damn good evening. Ladies. Legitimate with
Sera Signori.
Signori
sis
go
your Black Sheep club. Lata
Sebu.
I,
I
who
beats you? Damn, Vinny
step right up. Ladies and gentlemen, what's going on?
Fun and games? Evidently we're the floor show. Come on what you and me.
There are two teams a for,
for every team there is one orange
una
and
Apple put
the
order. Did
you like? So
you pass the order to the person behind you. Me
so
safe
without
the use of your hands. Are you ready?
Who
do
we
play?
No,
Mrs Lampert.
Who are you? Didn't?
Charles tell you, Mrs Lampert, tell me what it doesn't belong to you.
You do know that, don't you? I don't
know Mrs Lampert
any morning. Now you could wake up dead. Mrs Lampert,
please. Me now
Mrs Lambert, like last week's news like Charles, Mrs Lambert. Stop.
What's the trouble? He stepped on my foot. Forgive me.
Wait here, I won't be lying. It was quite unintentional. I'm sure
Mr
Balam.
This is Regina Lam.
Mr
Balam.
I just saw one of those men,
Mr Bartal.
Am. Can you hear me,
Mr B?
This is Regina Lam.
I just
about it.
What do you want?
Well, you must be kidding.
No, I'm not.
Now. Come on now, Miss Lambert.
You know what it is
and you're gonna get it for me too
because you know I ain't fooling around here.
No, sir, Reba
to my nose, Miss Lamer,
it could get a whole lot worse. You know
that belongs to me, Miss Lambert
and you're gonna get it for me
or your life. Ain't going to be worth the paper it printed on
you. Say what I'm saying to you.
No,
please
stop.
You go home and take it over real carefully
saying you absolutely.
What's about it?
What are you doing in here?
I'm having a nervous breakdown.
I hold it.
I waited long enough. What happened back there?
I'm not sure if I'm supposed to tell you or not.
What does that mean?
He said if I told anybody it could prove fatal for them as well as for me. Who said
that's what I'm not supposed to say.
Now, stop that nonsense. Stop bullying me. Everybody's bullying me.
I'm not bullying where you said it was nonsense.
Being murdered in cold blood is not nonsense.
Why don't you try it sometime?
Would you mind seeing me to the door?
Of course not.
It's a good place for making friends.
You said this afternoon your husband was mixed up in sudden.
How do you shave in there?
What was it?
What was, what, what your husband was mixed up in?
Look, I know it's asking you to stretch your imagination. But
don't you think you could pretend just for a moment that I'm a woman. Now.
Listen, I could already be arrested for transporting a minor above the first floor.
Here you are.
Where
on the street where you live? How about once more around the park?
How about getting out of here? Come on, child out,
won't you? Come in for a minute? No, I won't,
I don't bite, you know,
unless it's called for.
How would you like a spanking? How do you like a punch in the nose.
Stop treating me like a child,
then stop behaving like one.
Now, if you want to tell me what's troubling you find.
If not, I'm tired, it's late and I want to go to bed.
Oh,
do you know what's wrong with you?
No. What?
Nothing.
Where is it, Lee?
I don't know.
I want it
and give it to me.
It's my
Beto
tried to kill me.
Peter.
Bea
Peter. You all right.
Oh PJ, you hurt.
I sprained my pride.
How are you
scared?
You'll be all right.
Where did it go
out the window, I guess,
but lock the door and don't let anyone in except me
and close these windows after me. Be careful.
You just took the words right out of my mouth.
What is it? Now
it happened again. Another strange man peered in the window at me but then went away.
Bad luck.
That was a dumb move.
Raymond man. And then so
he'd only let us know he was going up to a room.
We could have done something to keep him busy
and sneaking off of that away by yourself,
man. What did you expect him to do? Walk up and shake you by that hand of yours?
A dumb move, Herman. A dumb move.
Yes, it was a dumb move. Herman.
What is the matter with you?
You want some more? Never mind that.
Did you get the money? How could I with the 3 March brothers breathing down my neck.
I thought we had an agreement.
Now, the girl, trust me,
if she's got the money, I'll find out about it. But you just leave me alone.
We took all the chances the money belongs to us. Not to him.
Now, don't be piggy Herman.
A third of nothing is nothing.
Just think about that.
Make up your mind.
She's waiting for me.
I don't see how another 24 hours could hurt anything.
Shoot, no, not after all these years.
Then he gets it out of your share.
Not mine.
Either one of you got the room next to it.
Yeah, I have. Why give me the key? Get yourself another room. I want to use it.
But if you do find that money,
you ain't gonna forget to tell your buddies about it. Are you
don't worry?
Oh, no, I ain't worrying.
Do you see this little fella here?
Oh,
he worries.
And he's even meaner than I am.
Who is it?
It's me, Peter.
There was no trace of him.
Why don't you confide in me
and tell me what this is all about.
There are three men.
He's one of them.
They think I have a quarter of a million dollars that belongs to them.
Go on.
That's all.
No, it isn't.
Where's the money?
I don't know.
They killed Charles to get it, but you must not have had it with him on the train.
So they think he left it with you.
But he didn't. I've looked everywhere and if I don't find it, they're gonna kill me.
No, they won't.
I won't let them
Peter help me. You're the only one I can trust
come out.
I told you I would come
on.
Oh, I'm so hungry. I could faint.
And I've got a new suit all wet.
That's right. It's a drip, dry.
Uh,
wipe your eyes.
Promise me, you'll never lie to me the way Charles did.
Why do people have to tell lies?
Usually
it's because they want something. They're afraid the truth won't get it for them.
Do you tell lies?
Hello?
Mrs Lambert? It's me. The man who was in your room a few minutes ago.
What do you want?
Who is it?
It's the man you had the fight with
is Dial with you.
Who?
The man I had the fight with? Lady Dial. That's his name.
What's wrong? Is he still there?
Yes.
That's right.
What's he saying?
Don't trust him, don't tell him anything.
He's after the money.
What's all that about?
He,
he said if I don't give him the money, he'll kill me.
Oh, don't take it seriously.
He's just trying to frighten me up.
I believe what he said. No. No, it's just a lot of words.
Well, it's gonna hurt.
Try to get some sleep. You'll feel better.
Don't worry.
I've arranged to take the room next door to you.
So you'll be All right.
If you want anything, just bang on the wall,
better lock the door after me.
Good night.
But I am gone. Mr Bartholomew. What I'm trying to say is that,
that there's someone else,
someone who wasn't in that photograph you showed me today?
He says his name is Peter Joshua, but it isn't its dial.
Are you still there, Mr Bartholomew? Yes. Yes. Mrs Lampert. I
don't know who this Mr Dale
is, but it's just possible we were wrong about who killed your husband.
You mean
he might have
Mr Bartholomew. I'm catching the next plane out of here.
I'm not going to sit around for somebody to make chopped liver out of me.
Now, take it easy, Mrs Lambert. Take it easy.
Where are you now? Can you meet me at the market
at
le
Yes, opposite
San You.
But I'll meet you there in 15 minutes. All right. I'll be there in
15
minutes
a
bit.
Number two, number two,
three. Basic taxi.
Were you followed?
Yes, by dial, but I lost him.
I'm beginning to think women make the best spies
agents.
He has a gun. Mr
Bartholomew.
No,
but I saw it. No, that's not. Carson dial.
Carson,
there's only one dial connected with this affair. Mrs Lam.
That's Carson Dial.
You mean you've known about him all along?
It's enough to make you a vegetarian, isn't it?
It's just lucky that I'm not hanging next to one of those things, right? Now,
why didn't you tell me you knew about dial? I didn't see any point. Dial's dead.
Mr Bartholomew. What is all this about?
In 1944 5 members of the Os, the military espionage unit
were ordered behind the German lines for the purpose
of delivering $250,000 in gold to the French underground.
The five men were, of course your husband Charles,
the three men who showed up at his funeral yesterday and Carson Dile,
oh, instead of delivering the gold, they stole it
how by burying it
then reporting the Germans had captured it.
All they had to do was come back after the war, dig it up and split it five ways,
quarter of a million dollars with no questions, asked
a
cigarette.
I
can't stand those things.
It's like drinking coffee through a veil.
Everything went smoothly enough until after the gold was buried.
Then before they could get out, they were ambushed by a German patrol.
A machine gun separated Scobie from his right hand
and the court. Carson
died full in the stomach.
What's wrong with that one?
Nothing, I guess
what happened then.
Have you any idea what these things cost? Or please go on Mr Baal
Amir. What happened then?
Car
and di was dead.
But Scobie was able to travel,
where was I?
Carenda
was dead? Cars
was dead.
The others finally got back to the base and waited for the war
to end only Charles couldn't wait quite as long as the others.
He beat them back to the goal, took everything for himself and disappeared.
It's taken Gideon, Tex and Scobie all this time to catch up with him again.
What if they stole all that money? Why can't you arrest them?
We know what happened from the bits and pieces we were able to paste together
but we still have no proof.
What's this got to do with the cio
CIA? Mrs
Sla
it's an extension of the wartime Os S,
it's our money and we want it back. I'm sorry, Mr Bartholomew.
But nothing you've said has changed my mind.
I'm leaving Paris tonight.
I wouldn't advise that Mr Slain.
Better consider what happened to your husband when he tried to leave.
Those men won't be very far away no matter where you go.
In fact, I don't even see any point in your changing hotels.
Now, please help us, Mrs Lambert.
Your government is counting on you.
I
suppose if I'm going to die, I might as well do it for my country.
That's the spirit.
Here's what I want you to do.
We're anxious to know who this man is the one calling himself. Dial.
I want you to find out
why me. You're in an ideal position. He trusts you
for science.
You yourself said women make the best spies
agents.
Oh,
Pa
Roy
Roy Lines. What are you doing following me? It's gonna look like a parade.
Stop it.
How are you? How nice to see you. When did you arrive this? Lovely down to stay.
Are you having a good time?
So many things to see
my line
Marlo. If you don't stop following me, I'll call the police.
See
Dile, please. Dyle.
Yes, Mr Dale, I remember.
Yeah.
No, I'm sorry, Mr Dole.
Nothing today. Thank you,
Mr Di
O
please.
You're one of them
ac
four.
This, I
have a
full.
Yes.
Good morning, Mr Dyle
Reggie.
It's the only name I've got. How about you?
I know Kevin Mouse. You've got me. What you want to know why you lied to me.
I had to.
So I knew you were in on the whole thing.
I'm trying to find out who you are but you know my name, it's Dial. Carson Dale
is dead. Yes, he is.
He was my brother.
Your brother,
the army thinks he was killed in action by the Germans.
But I think they did it. Text Gideon Scobie and your husband
because my brother wouldn't go along with their scheme to steal the gold.
I think he threatened to turn them in and they killed him and I'm trying to prove it.
They think I'm working with them
but I'm not Reggie.
I'm on your side. Just believe that. How can you lie to me just the way Charles did
after promising you wouldn't.
Oh, I want to believe you, Peter.
I can't call you that anymore. Can I take me a while to get used to your new name.
What is it?
Mhm.
Hello?
Hello.
If you want anything funny or try to talk to anyone, I'll kill you dial,
you'll wreck your raincoat.
Take the next car, please,
because
too much you bump your head.
I get in there.
All right. Turn around
now. Sit down.
Now. What?
We wait
with our mouths shut.
I'm sorry about that.
Ok,
up there.
Do I knock or something? I open it
and keep right on going.
The view had better be worth it.
Very pretty.
Now, what
I was afraid of that,
I'll give you a chance style,
which is more than you'd give me.
Where's the money?
Is that why you dragged me all the way up here to ask me that
she has it. And I say maybe you both have it
one more time, darling.
Where is it
supposing? I had it,
which I don't.
Do you really think I'd just hand it over to you?
Step back
back where
that's the idea.
Not, not just a minute. Take it anything.
No.
And
what,
how are you doing?
Hurry up
if you get bored. Try riding. Love thy neighbor 100 times on the side of the building,
Missie.
Next time, please.
Your
turkey
ha.
Is that you,
you gonna open up?
Don't, you know, it's impolite to leave someone holding
the phone.
What happened?
Oh, I met a man with sharp nails.
SCOBY.
I left him hanging around the American Express
come in.
I've got something that put things like crazy.
You're the kind of girl that have something like that.
Sit down.
Wait a
minute. What is that stuff? Marvelous stuff.
It's gonna hurt you much more than it's gonna hurt me.
Did you hear a sound of grip?
No,
no, that's odd.
I only came in for an estimate
but still
not too bad.
You won't be able to lie on your back for a few days.
Then you can lie from any position, can't you? Oh,
what, what
have you got a bullet? I can bite like they do in the movies.
Are you really? Carson
Dale's brother.
Now, would you like to see my passport,
passport? What kind of a proof is that? Well,
would you like to see where I was tattooed? Yes. All right.
We'll drive around that way.
Uh,
could at least tell me what your first name is these days.
Alexander.
Ok, Alexander,
you're done.
You're a new man
now. Sorry. The old one couldn't tell you the truth,
but I have to find out your part in all this.
Is there an A dial?
But we're divorced?
I thought that was Peter Joshua
just as difficult to live with as he was.
Alex. How can you tell if anyone's lying or not?
You can't.
There must be some way,
there's no riddle about two tribes of Indians.
The white feet. Always tell the truth and the black feet always lie.
So one day you meet an Indian,
you say, hey, India,
what are you a truthful whitefoot or lying Blackfoot?
He says I'm a truthful whitefoot.
But which is he?
Well, why couldn't you just look at his feet because he's wearing MOAs
in it?
Go
is the truth for white foot. Of course, why not a lying Blackfoot?
Which one are you
the truthful wag
for it?
Come in,
sit down.
No
one
in my
feet.
Yes.
Oh,
hey,
knock it
off now. Come on.
You listen to me. Oh, here it comes. The fatherly talk.
You forget I'm already a widow. So, is Juliet at 15? I'm not 15.
That's your trouble. You're too old for me. Can't you be serious?
Oh, you just had an honorable word. What did I say? Serious
when a man gets to be my age? That's the last word he ever wants to hear.
I don't want to be serious.
I especially don't want you to be ok.
Just sit around all day long being frivolous. How about that?
Ma
call
it out?
Ok.
Well, not. What are you doing? Cutting it out?
Who told you to do that? You did?
Oh, I'm not through complaining yet.
Oh,
so
don't cut it out.
Alex. I think. I love you.
Pay the telephone for
you.
Never mind
whoever it is won't give up
and neither will
you
take it.
Hello?
I'm sorry.
I was just, uh,
nibbling on something.
See, I'd appreciate it. Mary
Hale, if you'd wiggle on over to room 46 and chew the fat for
a bill. Could you give me one good reason why I should.
Yeah,
the little one about six or seven
keeps calling for Aunt Reggie.
It's a cute,
they've got John Louis.
I'll be right there.
Hey, t
do something with this kid. Will you? My whole legs go.
She
is there.
Are you here, cowboy?
Yeah, sure. I am kid.
So where's your gun?
Will you put that thing away?
Louis.
Hi, Miss Lamford.
Who invited him?
But see you had a happy landing.
I must call Sylvie right away.
I'm afraid that'll have to wait, Mrs Lam
his mother. She won't be anybody's mother unless you answer some questions.
This ain't no game, Miss Lambert want that money.
Now, why don't you keep quiet and stop threatening the child? He
hasn't got the money
and not as Mrs Lampert.
Then who does?
I
don't know Herman?
Maybe you do
me.
Oh, you oh
or him.
That's the most ridiculous thing. I listen to this man.
Go lo
now, hold it.
Suppose one of you found Charles here in Paris
even bumped into him by accident,
followed him when he tried to run out again,
cornered him on the train,
threw him out the window and without bothering to tell the other two
took all the money for yourself.
If one of us did that,
he wouldn't hang around here waiting for the other two to figure it out.
But he'd have to, don't you see
if he left, he'd be admitting his guilt.
Whoever it is has to wait here pretending to look for the money,
waiting for the rest of us to give up and go home.
He's just trying to throw us off. They got it.
I tell you, why don't we search their rooms?
That's all right with us.
What are we wasting time for? Let's go.
And while we're waiting, we'll search yours. Not my room.
Well, Herman,
you have something to hide,
then there are no objections.
All right, here's my key. I'll take that my room's open.
Now you two just make yourselves to home here.
Well, let's get busy.
Come on, John Louis.
Come
on.
That's
fine.
Who gets your vote?
SCOBY? He's the one who objected. All right,
I'll take Texas room here and Gideon's
you take John Louis with you and bolt the door from inside. Come on, John Louis.
We'll have a treasure hunt. Ok. Come on
text
and it's Charlie stuff looks like him.
If you got to call Herman who are for.
If it's not here, why bother him
and if it is,
why bother me?
Alright.
Sure. There's nothing missing.
No, everything's here. The police have kindly provided us with a list.
Sure ain't nothing here worth no quarter of a million dollars.
Not unless we're blind.
I keep telling myself we've stolen a great deal of money.
But up to now I've yet to see a penny of it.
You think? Maybe we're fishing up the wrong stream,
meaning what
I suppose one of us has it. You know, like the man says,
now, that would be mighty distasteful.
Us being veterans of the same war and all.
Well, you know, I tell you if I had it,
oh, naturally. Just like I'd tell you if I had it naturally.
And that goes for Hyman too
naturally.
He's all right. Sylvie, honestly,
just hurry over as soon as you can.
Ok.
Goodbye.
Now,
if you had a treasure, where would you hide it?
I would bury it in the garden.
Well, but this man doesn't have a garden.
Oh, neither do I.
You don't.
Well, if you had to hide it in this room, where would you put it
up there
on top of that cupboard?
You know, something
you may be right.
Oh,
I hope I don't find any hairy little things living up here.
Hey, there is something. It's heavy. I found it. I found it. I found it. I found you.
You think you're getting credit for this? You're crazy.
We won.
Did you find him?
No.
What do you mean? No. The kid was yelling there up there. It's up there.
Believe me. There's nothing up there.
Yeah.
Oh,
jumping Freeholders of Herman Spare.
Where is he?
He's over in my room.
You'd better take the boy out in the hall.
Now, who would have done a mean thing like that?
I'm not quite sure.
Well, this ain't my room.
Mine neither.
The police aren't gonna like this a bit.
We,
we could dry him off and take him down the hall to his own room.
He really doesn't look too bad.
Oh, poor old herman.
Seems like him and good luck always was strangers.
Well, maybe now he'll meet up with his other hand someplace
a man drowned in his bed.
Impossible.
And in his pajamas, the second one in his pajamas
said was stupid.
Stop lying to me.
This nose tells me when you are lying. It is never mistaken.
Not in 23 years, this nose will make me commissary of police,
Mr Dale or Mr Joshua,
which is it
Dale
and yet you are existed in measure
as Mr Joshua
didn't, you know it was against the law to register under an assumed name.
No, I didn't.
It's done in America all the time.
None of you will be permitted to leave Paris until this matter is cleared up.
Only I warn you,
I will be watching.
We use the guillotine in this country.
I have always suspected that the blade coming down
causes no more than a slight tickling sensation on the back of the neck.
It is only a guess. Of course,
I hope none of you ever finds out for certain.
Yes.
Who do you think? Did it
Gideon?
Possibly?
Or text possibly.
You're a fat lot of help. That's right.
Can I have one of those, one of what I think Tex did it? Oh,
Van
Chocol
last
play?
Why do you think Tex did it?
Because I really suspect Gideon and it's always the person you don't suspect.
Do women think it's feminine to be so illogical or can't they help it?
What's so illogical about that?
Well, you just said that it's always the one you don't suspect
and you suspect Gideon. So therefore it must be t,
but on the other hand, if you suspect Tex, it must be the other fella Gideon,
I guess I just can't help it. Who?
Women?
Oh,
you know, I can't help feeling rather sorry for Scobie.
Wouldn't it be nice if we were like that?
What? Like Kobe?
No, Gene Kelly. You remember when he danced down here by the river in America?
In Paris without a care in the world?
You know, this is good one summer.
No.
Oh,
and I guess you don't do it
every
minute. I'm sorry,
Alex.
I'm scared.
Yes. I know.
I can't think of any reason why he was killed.
Well, perhaps someone thought the four shares were too many.
What makes you think that this, someone is going to be satisfied with three?
He wants it all, Alex. That means we're in his way too.
That's right.
We've got to do something. I mean, any minute now we could be assassinated.
Would you do anything like that.
What assassinate someone?
No. Swing down from there on a rope to save the woman you love.
Like the hunchback of Notre Dame.
Uh
huh.
Oh.
Who put that there?
Hurry up and change.
I'm starved.
Let me know what you want to eat so that I can pick out a shoot that matches.
No.
What do you want?
It's the house detective. Why don't you have a girl in there?
You're a
p,
can I come in?
No, I'd rather take a bath.
Oh, where?
What for?
Well, I wouldn't want to use that cab
and anyway, I don't want to be alone. I'm afraid
the only next door
happens. Hollow
Reggie.
Got you.
Did you ever hear the story of the boy who cried wolf?
The showers and nets?
Oh,
come on, ready. Open the door.
This is a ludicrous situation.
I can think of a dozen men who are just longing to use my shower.
Why don't you call one of them?
I dare you.
Oh, you're a nut.
What are you doing?
I'm taking off my shoes. What do you think I'm doing?
Did you ever hear of anyone taking a shot with their shoes on?
I usually sing a medley of all favorites when I'm in the shower.
Oh, any requests? Shut the door?
Oh, I'm afraid. I don't know that one. Miss. Well,
shut the door. Why come in and watch?
Do
right?
Drive.
How often do you go through this little ritual.
Oh, every day the manufacturer recommends it.
I don't believe it.
Oh,
yes.
It's,
and the map.
Look, we're in a small fridge
wearing this suit. Dirty washing, held protected shades,
waterproof.
Oh,
his
dialogue.
Fibers.
Resistance.
The sniper.
You are a nut. Not.
Yes,
Miss
Bartholomew.
I spoke to Washington. Mr Slat.
Go ahead, Mr Bartholomew. I'm listening.
Well, I told him what you said about this man being Carson D's
brother.
I asked him what they knew about it and they told me
you're not gonna like this, Mrs Lappet.
Carson Dile had no brother.
Are you sure? There's no mistake.
None whatsoever. Please be careful, Mrs Lam.
Bye.
I left all my drip dry dripping. Is that all right?
What's the matter? There's something wrong?
Oh, you're probably weak from hunger. You've only eaten five times today.
I'll get someone to fix up my so quickly and take you out to dinner.
Let's go somewhere crowded. I feel like a lot of people.
Hey, you know, this thing is still damp.
You haven't spoken a word for 20 minutes.
I was thinking about Charles and Scobie and who's going to be next?
Me?
I don't suppose, you know who the murderer is. Do you?
No, not yet.
Whoever's left alive at the end would pretty much have thrown up the nomination.
Don't you think?
What are you trying to say that I might have killed Charles and Scobie?
What I had to do to satisfy you become the next victim. It's a start. Anyway,
I can't understand you at all.
One minute you're chasing me around the shower room
and the next minute you're accusing me of murder.
Carson Dale had no brother.
Oh, I can explain that if you'll just listen.
Well, I can't very well leave without a pair of water wings. Can I?
All right. Get set for the story of my life, fiction or nonfiction.
Why don't you shut up. Where
are you going to listen,
go on.
All right.
Now, when I was a young man,
my father expected me to go into his business. Umbrella frames. That's what he made
more sensible business, I suppose.
But I didn't have the sense in those days to be sensible,
I suppose. All this is leading somewhere.
Well, it led me away from umbrella frames for one
day,
but that left me without any honest means of support.
What do you mean?
Well,
in this highly competitive world, when a man has no profession,
there isn't much choice.
So I began looking for people who had more money than they needed,
including some, they barely miss.
You mean you're a thief?
Well, that's not exactly the term I'd have chosen,
but it sort of captures the spirit of the thing.
I don't believe it.
I can't really blame you now,
but I do believe it. That's what I don't believe
so. It's goodbye, Alexander
Dale and welcome on Peter Joshua.
Sorry. The name's Adam Camfield.
Adam Canfield.
Wonderful.
You realize you've had three names in the past two days?
I don't even know who I'm talking to anymore.
No, man's the same. Even if the name isn't. No, he isn't the same.
Adam Canfield is a crook and I want to know why. Well, it's simple. I like what I do.
I enjoy my work.
There aren't many men in the world who would love their work as much as I do.
You look around sometimes?
Is there a Mrs Canfield?
Yes.
But we are divorced.
That's right now. Go and eat your dinner. Oh, I could eat a horse.
I think that's what you ordered.
Don't you dare to be civil with me after leading me on like this? How did I lead you up?
Oh, that marvelous.
You knew I couldn't resist it.
And now it turns out all you're interested in is the money. That's right.
Oh,
what would you like me to say?
That?
A pretty girl with an outrageous manner means more to an
old pro like me than a quarter of a million dollars.
I don't suppose. So.
It's a toss up. I can tell you that.
What hasn't it occurred to you that I'm having a tough time keeping my hands off you.
Thank you.
Oh, you should see your face.
What's the matter with it?
It's lovely.
Now, that's the trouble.
I'm not hungry anymore, isn't it?
I kind of look,
hey, you don't look so bad in this light.
Now, why do you think I brought you here?
I thought maybe you wanted me to see the kind of work the competition was turning up
pretty good, huh?
I taught them everything they do.
Oh, did they do that kind of thing? Way back in your day?
Sure.
How do you think I got here?
Not allowed to kiss back, huh? Oh,
no. The
doctor said it was bad for my thermostat.
Well, when you come on you come on, don't you?
Well, come on.
Yeah.
Hm.
In the lobby?
I,
are you out of your mind or something? It's 330 in the morning.
You mean it?
All right. All right. I'll be right down. Wait a minute,
lie.
Right. I
felt that
pain.
Yeah.
Three of them
all in their pajamas. It's ridiculous. What is it? A New American f
and, uh, your friend who lives here? And
this is
the one from Texas? He's disappeared
into
thin
air.
Where is he?
I wish I knew madam.
Tell me Mr Dyle.
Where were you at? 3:30 a.m.
in my room asleep.
And you Mrs Lambert. I was too
in Mr Dale's room.
No, in my room.
Obviously you're telling the truth
for. Why would you invent such a ridiculous story
and if I were you, I wouldn't stay in my pajamas.
Good night.
Well, that wraps it up.
Tex has the money.
You could be.
I'll let you know when I found him,
you're gonna go looking for him. Now.
Well, if the police find you first,
they're not going to turn over that quarter of a million dollars to us.
Oh,
I,
to go to bed and b
your door.
Yeah.
Now you listen to me dial.
Look, I know who's got that money, man.
And I want my share
seems to be growing and growing every day. Well, I ain't disappear until I get it.
Where are you, Tex?
Come on, man. Look, my mama didn't raise no stupid Children.
I'll tell you what
you want to find me
or you just look over your shoulder because from now on,
I'm gonna be right behind you.
Open up.
I think I was wrong about Tex having the money.
Wow.
I just heard from him. He's still hungry.
That means killing Gideon didn't get it for him.
So he's narrowed it down to us. You've got it.
But I've looked everywhere. You know, I have the airlines bag
in the wardrobe. Get it.
Lord, you're obstinate.
Charles must have had it with him on the train when Tex killed him. Thank you,
everybody. And his aunt Lilian's been through that bag,
including me. Ok? We'll do it again.
I've been into it at least once a day. Somebody would have seen
it's there, Reggie.
We're looking at it right now.
Something on that bed is worth a quarter of a million dollars.
I don't know
for passports.
Steamship ticket,
anything,
wallet
to,
with F and
pen.
What about that key
to the apartment? Matches mine. Exactly.
I bet you don't really need those.
You need to.
Well, it still doesn't make sense
but it isn't worth a quarter of a million dollars either.
Wait a minute.
Father.
What about it?
Could you recognize heroin just by the taste of it?
Heroin.
Peppermint flavored heroin.
Well,
I guess that's it
dead end.
Well, I'll go to bed.
You've got to get up and go to work in the morning.
There's nothing more we can do tonight.
I love you, Adam.
Yes, you told me
the last time I said, I love you, Alex.
Hello?
Hold it. They're recognizing Great Britain
Mr, chairman, fellow delegates, my distinguished colleague from Italy,
her Majesty's delegation has listened with
great patience to the Southern European.
You are. No, it's all right. What's wrong, Adam? Nothing's wrong.
I think I found something.
I was snooping around Tex's room and came across this in the wastebasket.
I started together again.
Well, that's the receipt Gran Pierre gave me for Charles's things.
I don't see how that's going.
No, you're not looking
last night when we went through the airline's bag, something was missing
an agenda.
That's an appointment book, isn't it?
It wasn't there.
That's right.
I remember Gram
you looking through it but there was nothing in it.
At least nothing the police thought was very important.
Can you remember anything in it at all.
He
did say something about
Charles's last appointment with whom? Where?
I think it. Donny said, where
come on, Reggie think, think this may be what we're looking for.
Adam. That money doesn't belong to us. If we keep it, we'll be breaking the law. The
answer is we didn't steal it. There's no law against steaming stolen money.
Of course there is.
Yeah. When did they pass such a silly law? Now?
Think Reggie, what was in that appointment book?
Oh, it was a place or a street corner or something? Watch it. I
mean,
me
le de
like
of, of the Western Hemisphere conference
of the Western Hemisphere conference held on March 22nd. No, wait,
it was last Thursday. Five o'clock.
Dan
de champs
Elysees.
That's it ad in the garden
and it's almost five o'clock.
Oh,
it's all right, gentlemen. Carry on
now. What,
five o'clock? Thursday? The God
must be something around here.
Charles's appointment was last week. Yes, I know. But this is all we got left.
You're not kidding? 10 minutes ago. I had a job. But now you've done another job.
So, stop grumbling and start looking.
I'll take that side. You poke around over here.
Yeah,
it's hopeless. I don't even know what we're looking for.
I don't think Tex does either.
Tex, is he here?
Look,
I'm going to see what he's up to.
You. Stay here.
Be careful, Adam, he's already killed three men.
Hey,
wait.
Wait
it,
look up.
All right. Where's the letter?
A letter? Huh?
It ain't worth nothing.
You know what I mean?
The envelope with the stamps on it? I want it.
You Greenhorn
or you? Thick skull hair
brained, half witted Greenhorn.
And they was both too smart for us.
What are you talking about? Oh, first her husband, now her,
she batted all of them big eyes at you and you fell for it like
an egg from a tall chicken.
You want the envelope?
They,
you take it. It's all yours.
You kill all three of them for nothing.
You greenhorn, you blockheaded jackets.
You need
them.
Poop.
Vi what are you doing here? I'm waiting for Jean Louis.
What's he up to? Oh, he was so excited when he got the stamps you gave him this morning?
He said he'd never seen any like them. I'm glad.
What's all this, the stamp market? It's there every Thursday afternoon.
That's where Jean.
We
plays his stamps.
Good lord. Where is he? Where's the matter? Shirley?
The stamps? There was a fortune. What
margin come?
I don't see him anywhere. We'll separate you. Look over there.
Ok.
Can we,
so
do we
Ja Louis,
shall we?
Can't we?
Veggie
John. We thank heaven do you have?
What's this? A man gave me all those bony, please.
A man who know
Jean Louis. Who,
where
V Moshe
Vet
Maba? Come on,
but he's gone.
I don't blame him
a
way
with your phoenix. We,
I was expecting you.
I knew you would come
look at them, madam.
Have you ever in your entire life? Seen anything so beautiful.
I'm sorry, I don't know anything about stamps.
I know them as one knows his own face though. I had never seen them.
This one. A
Swedish folk shilling called the Gula
Fra
Kingen
printed in 1854.
What is it worth?
The money is unimportant.
I'm afraid it's very important.
But in your money, perhaps $85,000.
May I sit down
and the blue one?
It's called the Hawaiian blue.
In 1894 the owner was murdered by a rival collector who was obsessed to own it.
And what is its value today?
65,000
and the last one
of the best for last
of the
collection.
The masterpiece
is the most valuable stamp in the world. It's called the Gazette
mold.
It was printed by hand on colored paper and marked with the initials of the printer.
Today. It has a value of $100,000.
I'm not a thief, madam.
I knew there was some mistake.
You gave the boy a great many stamps in return. Are they for sale? Now, let me see here.
350 European, 200 Asian
175 American 100 African
and 12 Princess Grace Commemorative,
which comes to 10 francs
and don't forget these.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
No, for a few minutes. There were mine. That is enough.
Adam.
Hello,
Mr Balam.
You,
yes.
T
is dead
smothered
and Adam did it.
He killed them all. Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure
Tex wrote the word dial before he died.
He's the murderer. I tell you now, wait a minute, just a minute. Mrs Lambert.
You better give that to me again.
It was the stamps on the letter Charles had with him on the train.
They were then blamed you all the time.
No one bothered to look at the envelope. Now, Mrs Lambert, listen to me.
You're not safe as long as you have these stamps.
Let's see. Do you know the Scent Garden at the Palais Royal?
Yes. The colonnade. Yes. By the colonnade
as fast as you can get there. Hurry, Mrs La.
I'm leaving right away. Goodbye,
Reggie.
The start.
Where
are
Reggie?
Wait,
why they
can kill me too, Texas Daddy.
You know that
Mr
American Embassy,
American Embassy.
Um
Mr Bartholomew's always,
please.
Would you speak a little louder, please? I can't speak any louder.
Mr Hamilton Bartholomew. I'm sorry, Mr Bartholomew was left for the day,
but someone's trying to kill me.
What
kill me?
You've got to get word to him right away. He's, he's in the center garden of the
Pale
Royal
near the colonnade.
Tell him I'm trapped in a phone booth right below
him in the metro station and the name's Lambert.
Hello. Hello, Mr Bartholomew.
Yes.
There was a call for you just now, Mr Bartholomew.
It sounded quite urgent and Mrs Lampert
Lambert,
I don't know any Mrs Lampert.
She says she's trapped in a metro station and someone's trying to kill her,
trying to kill her.
Who does she think? I am the CIA.
All right. I guess you better call the French police.
Not
all of
you
stop.
That man is causing dial.
We all know Carson
Di
is dead. Mrs Labott.
I tell you he's Carson Di.
Well, you're not gonna believe him. Just bring those stamps over here.
He's trying to trick you again. Tex recognized him.
That's why he wrote dial. If you take those stamps, he'll kill you too.
Mrs Latt.
If I'm who he says I am, what's preventing me from killing you right now?
Because he'd have to come out to get the stamps
and he knows he'll never make it. Mrs Labott.
He wants the money for himself. That's all he's ever wanted.
He's with the CIA. I saw him at the Embassy. I tell you he's Carson dial. That's right.
Mrs Lambert.
That's right. I'm a dead man. Look at me.
Oh, I don't know who anybody is. Reggie. I beg you
just trust me once more.
Why should I,
I can't think of a reason in the world why you should
stop right now, Mrs Lava
or I'll kill you. You won't get to the stab style.
You'll still have to come out to get them and I'm not likely to miss at this range.
Maybe not, but it takes a lot of bullets to kill me.
They left me there with five of them in my legs and my stomach.
Mrs Lambert, they knew I was still alive, but they left me there.
I spent 10 months in a German prison camp with nothing to stop the pain.
They left me there, Mrs Lambert.
They deserved to die, but I had nothing to do with you. Got the money. Now
it belongs to me,
Mrs Lambert. They knew I was still alive, but they left me there.
That's why I had to kill them. All four of them.
Please believe me, Mrs Lambert. I'll kill you too. It won't make any difference.
It's no use. You're running out of time. I've come too far to turn back.
I swear I'll kill you.
Make up your mind. Mrs Lambert now.
All right.
I know you're in there, Mrs Labott.
Come on out.
Do you hear me? Come on out.
I
don't want to kill you, but I will.
I'm on out.
The game is over Mrs Lampert.
You didn't have to chase me so hard
that one's done. Do this one.
I'm sorry. I thought you was a murderer.
How was I to know he was as big a liar as you are.
Is that all the gratitude I get for saving your hide?
You
own
the truth. Now, was it my hide or those stamps.
Well, what a terrible thing to say. How could you think that
then prove it to me.
Tell me to go to the Embassy first thing in the morning and turn in no stamps.
I said, tell me to go to the Embassy.
I heard you, I heard you, I heard you then. Say it.
Now, Reggie,
listen to me.
There's something I'd like to explain.
I'll go by
myself.
Well,
what makes you think they're even interested is only a quarter of a million dollars.
It cost more than that for them to fix up their bookkeeping.
Now, as a taxpayer who is a taxpayer, crooks don't pay taxes.
Excuse me. Soldier, Marine, ma'am. Oh, forgive me.
Who would I see regarding the return of stolen government money?
Well, you might try the Treasury Department, ma'am. Room 217 2nd floor. Mr Crooks
217. Thank you, Marine.
Uh uh,
do you mind if I don't go in with you?
The sight of all that money being given away might make me break out
Mr Cruickshank, please. My name is Lamp.
Yes,
Mr Cruickshank
and Miss La Mrs
Mrs Lampert to see you.
Yes, sir.
Go right in. Thank you.
Of all the meat,
right?
Contemptible
crooked.
I think you'd be glad to find out. I'm not crooked.
You can't even be honest about being dishonest.
Why didn't you say something you were not allowed to tell.
Come on, give me the
wait a minute. How did
Kendal
get an office in this building anyway?
Well, when did you meet him?
What time of day? I mean, about one,
I
probably worked it out in advance.
Found an office usually left open and just moved in for the time you were here.
Then how do I know this is your office?
Mrs Foster,
take a memo to bartholomew and security recommending,
recommending that embassy offices be kept locked during the lunch hour,
starting with his own.
Come on. What's your first name today?
Brian. Brian Cruickshank
serves me right.
If I get stuck with that one who asked you to get stuck with any of them.
Is there a Mrs Cruickshank? Yes.
But we're divorced.
No.
Oh,
my mother, she lives in Detroit. You'd like her. She'd like you too.
Come on, give me those stamps.
Not until you prove to me that you're really Brian Cruickshank one day next week,
I'll put it on a marriage license.
How about that? With stalling? I want some identification. Now, I wouldn't lie on
a,
prove it
again. You're still trying to
marriage license.
Did you say marriage life
don't change the, so give me the stand.
Oh, I love you, Adam,
Alex Peter. Brian, whatever your name is. Oh, I love you.
I hope we have a lot of boys and we can.
But before we start that, may I have the stands