Charade (1963) Edit

A fountain pen.

A man? Oh, no, Jean Louis. Who? Where?

A sensible business, I suppose, but I didn't have the sense in those days to be sensible.

A tall man in a corduroy suit.

A third of nothing is nothing. Just think about that.

Acro nylon. Fibrous resistant.

Adam, that money doesn't belong to us.

Adam!

Adam? Adam?

After promising you wouldn't.

Agents.

Agents.

Ah, ecoutez moi. Alors, il y a deux équipes.

Ah, Swiss. His profession?

Alex, how can you tell if anyone's lying or not?

Alex, I'm scared.

Alexander.

All right, get in there.

All right, here's my key.

All right, I guess you'd better call the French police.

All right, Mrs. Voss.

All right, turn around.

All right, where's the letter?

All right.

All right. All right, I'll be right down. Wait a minute.

All right. We'll drive around that way.

All they had to do was come back after the war...

Allez vite, n'importe où. N'importe où! Vite!

American Embassy.

And 12 Princess Grace commemorative...

And Adam did it. He killed them all.

And Carson Dyle.

And caught Carson Dyle full in the stomach.

And don't forget these.

And he's even meaner than I am.

And I'm not likely to miss at this range.

And if I were you, I wouldn't stay in my pajamas.

And if it is?

And in his pajamas the second one in his pajamas.

And it's always the person you don't suspect.

And keep right on goin'.

And my distinguished colleague from Italy.

And now your friend who lives here, uh, the one from Texas...

And please don't tell anyone about coming to see us today.

And that goes for Ηerman, too.

And they was both too smart for us.

And this?

And this?

And what is its value today?

And yet you registered in Megève as Mr. Joshua.

And you fell for it like an egg from a tall chicken.

Any morning now you could wake up dead, Mrs. Lampert.

Anyway, I don't want to be alone. I'm afraid.

Are you a real cowboy?

Are you out of your mind or something? It’s 3:30 in the morning.

Are you really Carson Dyle's brother?

Arrivederci, Charlie.

As I said, Mrs. Lampert, I'm afraid you're in a great deal of danger.

At least he knows how to behave at funerals.

Avanti, avanti, signore e signori.

Ay, ay, ay!

Back where?

Bad luck, Pamela.

Bartholomew.

Be careful, Adam. He's already killed three men.

Because he'd have to come out to get the stamps, and he knows he'd never make it.

Because he's wearing moccasins.

Because I already know an awful lot of people.

Because I don't love him. And he obviously doesn't love me.

Because I really suspect Gideon...

Because my brother wouldn't go along with their scheme to steal the gold.

Before they could get out, they were ambushed by a German patrol.

Being murdered in cold blood is not nonsense.

Believe me, I'd know it.

Believe me, there's nothing up there.

Besides yourself, who is his nearest relative?

Besides, you yourself said women make the best spies.

Better consider what happened to your husband when he tried to leave.

Better lock the door after me.

Bonsoir, messieurs, dames. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Bring those stamps over here. Ηe's trying to trick you again.

Buona sera, signore e signori.

But H.Q. asked us to use the plant here in the building to ease the gold outflow.

But he'd have to. Don't you see? If he left, he'd be admitting his guilt.

But how was I to know he was as big a liar as you are?

But I am calm, Mr. Bartholomew. What I'm trying to say is that

But I do believe it. That's what I don't believe.

But I don't understand. Why do you want a divorce?

But I had to find out your part in all this.

But I think they did it Tex, Gideon, Scobie and your husband

But I've looked everywhere. You know I have.

But if only Charles had been honest with me.

But if they stole all that money, why can't you arrest them?

But it sort of captures the spirit of the thing.

But it's possible we were wrong about who killed your husband.

But make up your mind. She's waiting for me.

But sneakin' up thataway by yourself.

But that doesn't mean I'm ready for French traditional.

But that left me without any honest means of support.

But that's Charles's money, not theirs.

But there was nothing in it the police thought was very important.

But up to now I've yet to see a penny of it.

But we still have no proof.

But we're divorced.

But with Charles, everything is secrecy and lies.

By the way, have you seen this one?

C.I.A., Mrs. Lampert.

C'est trop stupide.

Called Den Gula Fyraskillingen...

Can you remember anything in it at all?

Can't he do something constructive, like start an avalanche or something?

Carson Dyle had no brother.

Carson Dyle is dead.

Carson Dyle was dead, but Scobie was able to travel. So

Causes no more than a slight tickling sensation...

Ce soir, comme tous les autres soirs d'ailleurs, vous savez très bien...

Central Intelligence Agency. C.I.A.

Charles must have had it with him on the train when Tex killed him.

Charles sold it all at auction. This is all I have left.

Charles Voss stole $250,000 from the United States government.

Charles was mixed up in something terrible. What am I going to do?

Charlie had no call of doin' it thataway.

Comb? No.

Come in and watch.

Come in.

Come in. I've got something that stings like crazy.

Come on now, Miz Lampert.

Come on out.

Come on, Jean Louis. Come along. Oh, that's fine.

Come on, Jean Louis. We'll have a treasure hunt.

Congress seems to think that all a spy needs

Contemptible, crooked

Could you give me one good reason why I should?

Could you recognize heroin just by the taste of it?

Crooked? I should think you'd be glad to find out I'm not crooked.

Dead end.

Dead end.

Did you ever hear of anyone taking a shower with their shoes on?

Did you say "marriage license"?

Didn't Charles have any friends?

Didn't you know it was against the law to register under an assumed name?

Didn't you telephone me to meet you on that corner over there?

Dig it up and split it five ways.

Do anything funny or try to talk to anyone and I'll kill you, Dyle.

Do women think it feminine to be so illogical, or can't they help it?

Do you hear me? Come on out.

Do you know him, Mrs. Lampert? Leopold W. Gideon?

Do you know of any reason why he might have wanted to leave France?

Do you know what's wrong with you?

Do you really think I'd just hand it over to you?

Do you really think I'd just hand it over to you?

Doctor said it was bad for my thermostat. Mm hmm.

Don't ask me. I'm only the widow.

Don't change the subject. Just give me the stamps.

Don't tell me. Ya didn't know it was loaded.

Don't trust him. Don't tell him anything.

Don't worry. I've arranged to take the room next door to you.

Don't you dare be civil with me after leading me on like this.

Don't you know it's impolite to leave someone holding... the phone?

Don't you think you could pretend just for a moment that I'm a woman?

Drip dry.

Dry cleaning wise, things are all fouled up.

Dyle, pIease. D Y L E.

Dyle.

Ecoutez moi bien. Les règles du jeu sont très simple.

Eh

Eine Apfelsine. Vous mettez I'orange sur le menton comme ça

Either one of you got the room next to her?

Even bumped into him by accident...

Everybody and his Aunt Lillian's been through that bag...

Everyone. Whoa. Come on.

Everything went smoothly enough until after the gold was buried.

Everything.

Excuse me for a moment, Mrs. Lampert.

Followed him when he tried to run out again, cornered him on the train...

For a few minutes they were mine. That is enough.

For every team, there is one orange. Una arancia.

For the purpose of delivering $250,000 in gold...

For why would you invent such a ridiculous story?

Forgive me. Who would I see regarding the return of stolen government money?

Found an office usually left open and moved in for the time you were here.

Four passports. No.

Fräulein!

Fräulein.

Give me the key. Get another room. I want to use it.

Gladly. But I don't know what you want. You haven't told me.

Go ahead, Mr. Bartholomew. I'm listening.

God, you're a pest.

Good bye, Sylvie, and thanks.

Good night.

Good night.

Got you. Ηa, ha.

H H Ηey, turn on the lights!

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Have you ever, in your entire life, seen anything so beautifuI?

Have you got a bullet I could bite, like they do in the movies?

Have you no idea who could have done it?

He beat them back to the gold, took everything for himself and disappeared.

He has disappeared into thin air.

He really doesn't look too bad.

He says his name is Peter Joshua, but it isn't. It’s Dyle.

He says, "I'm a truthful Whitefoot." But which is he?

He wants to arrest Judy for killing Punch.

He was so excited when he got the stamps you gave him this morning.

He was there, too. A little less hair, but it's the same one.

He was throwing snowballs at Baron Rothschild.

He's Ηe's in the center garden of the Palais Royale near the colonnade.

He's all right, Sylvie. Ηonestly.

He's allergic to him.

He's hiding something from me, Sylvie

He's just tryin' to throw us off. They got it, I tell ya.

He's just trying to frighten you.

He's only pretending, to teach her a lesson.

He's the murderer, I tell you.

Held on March 22

Hello?

Hello?

Helps protect its shape."

Her Majesty's delegation has listened with great patience to the Southern European

Here it comes, the fatherly talk.

Heroin.

Hey, how do you stop this thing?

Hey, Tex, do somethin' with this kid, will ya? My leg's goin' to sleep.

Hey, there is something. And it's heavy.

Hey, you know, this thing is still damp.

Hmm?

Hmm? Hello?

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm. Now Now, just a minute. Take it easy.

Holà!

Honorine?

Honorine.

How about getting out of here? Come on, child. Out.

How about getting out of here? Come on, child. Out.

How about making me vice president in charge of cheering you up?

How are you?

How are you? Nice to see you. When did you arrive?

How can I? You lied to me just the way Charles did.

How could I with the three Marx Brothers breathing down my neck?

How did you find out?

How do you shave in there?

How do you shave in there?

How often do you go through this little ritual?

Howdy, Miz Lampert.

I admit I came to Paris to escape American provincial...

I asked them what they knew about it, and they told me.

I bet you don't really need those.

I can think of a dozen men who are just longing to use my shower.

I can't call you that anymore, can I?

I can't explain. It’s just that I'm too miserable to go on any longer like this.

I can't really blame you now.

I can't stand those things.

I can't think of a reason in the world why you should.

I can't think of any reason why he was killed.

I can't understand you at all.

I could already be arrested for transporting a minor above the first floor.

I didn't see any point. Dyle's dead.

I didn't think people like you were supposed to admit

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it.

I don't bite, you know, unless it's called for.

I don't even know who I'm talking to anymore.

I don't know, Herman. Maybe you do.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't see how another 24 hours could hurt anything.

I don't suppose it's an airline, is it?

I don't suppose you know who the murderer is, do you?

I don't think Tex does either.

I don't understand.

I don't want to be serious, and I especially don't want you to be.

I don't want to kill you, but I will.

I found it! I found it! I found it!

I had a good man a really excellent man on the Rue Ponthieu...

I had to. For all I knew, you were in on the whole thing.

I have always suspected that the blade coming down...

I hope none of you ever finds out for certain.

I hope we have a lot of boys.

I just heard from him. He's still hungry.

I just heard from him. He's still hungry.

I keep telling myself we've stolen a great deal of money...

I knew there was some mistake.

I know them as one knows his own face, though I had never seen them.

I know who's got that money, man, and I want my share.

I know you're in there, Mrs. Lampert. Come on out.

I know.

I know. I'm sorry.

I know. There's no electricity.

I know. There's no electricity.

I left all my drip dry dripping. Is that all right?

I left him hanging around the American Express.

I loathe the whole idea of divorce, Sylvie.

I love you, Adam.

I must call Sylvie right away.

I regret very much having to say this, but...

I remember Grandpierre looking through it...

I spent 10 months in a German prison camp with nothing to stop the pain.

I spoke to Washington, Mrs. Lampert.

I stuck it together again.

I suppose all this is leading somewhere.

I suppose so. I don't know.

I taught them everything they do.

I think he threatened to turn them in and they killed him.

I think I prefer it this way.

I think that's what you ordered.

I thought that was Peter Joshua.

I thought we had an agreement.

I told you I would. Come on.

I usually sing a medley of old favorites when I'm in the shower.

I want it.

I want it.

I want you to find out.

I wanted to tell you how sorry I am and see if there's anything I can do.

I was afraid of that.

I was expecting you. I knew you would come.

I was snooping around Tex's room and came across this in the wastebasket.

I was thinking about Charles and Scobie and who's going to be next.

I would bury it in the garden.

I'd like you to look at this photograph for a moment, please.

I'll be right there.

I'll get someone to fix up my suit quickly and take you out to dinner.

I'll give you a chance, Dyle, which is more than you'd give me.

I'll help you.

I'll take that side. You poke around over here.

I'll tell you what.

I'm a dead man. Look at me.

I'm afraid I don't know that one, miss. Well [ Clears Throat ]

I'm afraid it's very important.

I'm beginning to think women make the best spies.

I'm going to see what he's up to. You stay here.

I'm having a nervous breakdown.

I'm Inspector Edouard Grandpierre of the police judiciaire.

I'm just as difficult to Iive with as he was.

I'm leaving Paris tonight.

I'm not a lady of leisure anymore, you know.

I'm not a thief, madame.

I'm not going to sit around for somebody to make chopped liver out of me.

I'm not hungry anymore. Isn't it glorious?

I'm not quite sure.

I'm not through complaining yet.

I'm on your side. Just believe that.

I'm sorry I thought you were the murderer...

I'm sorry the old one couldn't tell you the truth...

I'm sorry, Mr. Bartholomew, but nothing you've said has changed my mind.

I'm sorry, uh I was just, uh

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I don't know anything about stamps.

I'm sorry. I heard the children laughing.

I'm sorry. Mr. Bartholomew has left for the day.

I'm still having trouble with English.

I'm trying to prove it. They think I'm working with them, but I'm not, Reggie.

I'm very cold.

I'm very confused.

I'm very sorry.

I'm waiting for Jean Louis.

I've come too far to turn back. I swear, I’ll kill you.

I've got liverwurst, liverwurst, chicken and liverwurst.

I've got something here.

I've looked everywhere, and if I don't find it they're going to kill me.

If Charles had died in bed, we wouldn't even have him.

If I'm who he says I am, what's preventing me from killing you right now?

If it's not here, why bother him?

If not, I'm tired, it's late and I want to go home to bed.

If one of us did that, he wouldn't hang around waiting for the other two to figure it out.

If she's got the money, I'll find out about it. But you just leave me alone.

If the police find him first, they're not going to turn over that quarter of a million to us.

If you do find that money...

If you don't stop following me, I'll call the police.

If you get bored, try writing "Love thy neighbor" 1 00 times on the side of the building.

If you get bored, try writing "Love thy neighbor" 1 00 times on the side of the building.

If you think you're getting credit for this, you're crazy.

If you want anything, just bang on the wall.

If you want to tell me what's troubling you, fine.

If you will sign this list, you may take the things with you.

If you'd let us known you was goin' to her room...

If you'd, uh, wiggle on over to Room 46 and chew the fat for a spell.

Impossible.

In 1894, the owner was murdered by a rival collector...

In 1944, five members of the O.S.S.

In dollars, a quarter of a million.

In fact, I don't even see any point in your changing hotels.

In Mr. Dyle's room?

In my room, asleep.

In the lobby?

Including me.

Including me.

Including some they'd barely miss.

Is that all? May I leave now?

Is that clear?

Is that there's someone else.

Is that why you dragged me all the way up here? To ask me that?

Is there a Mrs. Canfield?

Is there a Mrs. Dyle?

Is this your husband's passport?

It could prove fatal for them as well as yourself.

It doesn't belong to you. You do know that, don't you?

It doesn't sound like the sort of thing a young woman can handle by herself.

It is infuriating that your unhappiness does not turn to fat.

It is never mistaken, not in 23 years.

It is only a guess, of course.

It sailed for Venezuela this morning at 7:00.

It sounded quite urgent. A Mrs. Lampert.

It was printed by hand on colored paper and marked with the initials of the printer.

It was quite unintentional, I'm sure.

It was the stamps on the letter Charles had with him on the train.

It won't get you the stamps, Dyle. You'll have to come out to get them...

It'll cost more than that for them to fix their bookkeeping. As a taxpayer

It’s a direct line to both my office

It’s a good place for making friends.

It’s a lovely town. Are you having a good time? So many things to see.

It’s a stubborn little devil.

It’s all right, gentlemen. Carry on.

It’s an extension of the wartime O.S.S.

It’s called the Gazette Maldave.

It’s enough to make you a vegetarian, isn't it?

It’s gonna look like a parade. Stop it.

It’s hers. Where'd you find him? Robbing a bank?

It’s hopeless. I don't even know what we're looking for.

It’s in the afternoon papers.

It’s just lucky I'm not hanging next to one of those things right now.

It’s like drinking coffee through a veil.

It’s lovely.

It’s my last chance. I'm flying back to Paris this afternoon.

It’s no use. You're running out of time.

It’s our money, and we want it back.

It’s terrible it ended this way, though

It’s terrible. You just made it up.

It’s the house detective. Why don't you have a girl in there?

It’s the man you had the fight with.

It’s there every Thursday afternoon.

It’s there, Reggie. We're looking at it right now.

It’s Ηerman's spare.

Jean Louis, thank heaven. Do you have the

Jean Louis.

Jean Louis.

Jean Louis.

Just a minute. Go on, take it.

Just a moment. Have a good look.

Just hurry over as soon as you can. Okay. Good bye.

Just trust me once more.

Just trust me once more.

Keeps callin' for Aunt Reggie.

Lampert? I don't know any Mrs. Lampert.

Last time I sent out a tie, only the spot came back.

Le chef d'œuvre de la collection. The masterpiece.

Leave? No.

Let's go somewhere crowded. I feel like a lot of people.

Let's see. Do you know the center garden at the Palais Royale?

Like last week's news. Like Charles, Mrs. Lampert.

Like the hunchback of Notre Dame.

Listen, I I only came in for an estimate.

Lock the door, and don't let anyone in except me.

Look at the small print.

Look at them, madame.

Look for it. Look just as hard and as fast as you can.

Look out.

Look out. Didn't want you to bump your head.

Look, I know it's asking you to stretch your imagination, but...

Look, my mama didn't raise no stupid children.

Looks like it.

Lord, I hope so. [ Gasps ]

Lord, you're obstinate.

Lying next to the tracks of the Paris Bordeaux railroad line.

Madame?

Mais sans servir les mains.

Make up your mind, Mrs. Lampert. Now.

Man, that's Charlie's stuff.

May I have a cigarette, please?

May I have a sandwich, please?

May I see it, please?

Maybe not, but it takes a lot of bullets to kill me.

Maybe you wanted me to see the kind of work...

Me?

Me?

Meaning what?

Merci.

Mille pardons, madame.

Mine neither.

Miz Lampert, ma'am

Mm hmm. I sprained my pride.

Mmm. Starting with his own.

Monsieur, next time, please, use the keyhole, hmm?

Mr. Bartholomew, are you quite sure you know who I am?

Mr. Bartholomew, I just saw one of those m Mr. Bartholomew, can you hear me?

Mr. Bartholomew, I'm catching the next plane out of here.

Mr. Bartholomew, if I had a quarter of a million dollars...

Mr. Bartholomew, if you're trying to frighten me...

Mr. Bartholomew, this is Regina Lampert.

Mr. Bartholomew, this is Regina Lampert. I just

Mr. Bartholomew, what is all this about?

Mr. Bartholomew! Mr. Bartholomew!

Mr. Cruikshank, please. My name is Lampert.

Mr. Dyle, or Mr. Joshua Which is it?

Mr. Dyle. Cabin four, pIease.

Mr. Dyle. Cabin four.

Mr. Hamilton Bartholomew.

Mr. Joshua.

Mrs. Foster, take a memo to Bartholomew in Security recommending

Mrs. Lampert to see you.

Mrs. Lampert, do you know what C.I.A. is?

Mrs. Lampert, he wants the money for himself.

Mrs. Lampert, I'm very much afraid that you are in a great deal of danger.

Mrs. Lampert, listen to me. You're not safe as long as you have these stamps.

Mrs. Lampert, they knew I was alive, but they left me there.

Mrs. Lampert, they knew I was still alive, but they left me there.

Mrs. Lampert, would you look at that photograph and tell me if you recognize anyone?

Must be something around here.

My mother. She lives in Detroit.

Naturally.

Nevertheless, Mrs. Lampert, you've got it.

Next, please.

Nibbling on something.

No cat and mouse. You've got me. What do you want to know?

No sirree, Bob.

No sirree.

No, everything's here. The police have kindly provided us with a list.

No, I just have a lot of packing to do. I'm going back to Paris, too.

No, in my room.

No, it isn't. I'm getting a divorce.

No, thank you.

No, thanks.

No, they won't. I won't let them.

No, wait! It was last Thursday, 5:00...

No.

No. Not yet.

No. Swing down from there on a rope to save the woman you love.

No. The last time I said, "I love you, Alex."

No. What?

None of you will be permitted to leave Paris...

Not a very large turnout, is it?

Not mine.

Not much, is it?

Not unless we're blind.

Not until you prove to me that you're really Brian Cruikshank.

Nothing too expensive.

Nothing, I guess. What happened then?

Nothing.

Nothing. I think I've found something.

Now hoId it. Suppose one of you found Charles here in Paris.

Now hold it. I've waited long enough. What happened back there?

Now it seems I didn't even know that.

Now that he's dead, you're their only lead.

Now what?

Now what's the trouble?

Now you've got another job, so stop grumbling and start looking.

Now, don't be piggy, Herman.

Now, if you had a treasure, where would you hide it?

Now, please help us, Mrs. Lampert.

Now, Reggie, listen to me.

Now, take it easy, Mrs. Lampert. Take it easy.

Now, that'd be mighty distasteful...

Now, the girl trusts me.

Now, when I was a young man, my father expected me to go into his business.

Now, you two just make yourselves to home here.

Obviously you're telling the truth...

Of Of the Western Hemisphere conference

Of all the mean...

Of the Western Ηemisphere conference...

Oh

Oh, did they do that kind of thing way back in your day?

Oh, every day. The manufacturer recommends it.

Oh, he worries.

Oh, I can explain that, if you'll just listen.

Oh, I don't know who anybody is.

Oh, I hope I don't find any hairy little things living up here.

Oh, I love you, Adam, Alex, Peter, Brian, whatever your name is.

Oh, I love you.

Oh, I met a man with sharp nails.

Oh, I want to believe you, Peter

Oh, I'm not an agent. I'm an administrator, a desk jockey...

Oh, I'm so hungry I could faint.

Oh, I'm sorry about that.

Oh, I'm sorry. My secretary must have gone to lunch.

Oh, Mrs. Lampert, I'd love to see you try and convince them of that.

Oh, naturally. Just like I'd tell you if I had it.

Oh, no, Charles is never with me. What do people call you? Pete?

Oh, now, who would've done a mean thing like that?

Oh, poor old Herman.

Oh, the police aren't going to like this a bit. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Oh, yes. Please, uh, come in, Mrs. Lampert.

Oh, you're a nut. [ Groans ]

Oh!

Oh!

Oh! Did you hear something rip?

Oh? I haven't?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh. What's he up to?

Ohh.

Okay, Alexander.

Okay, we'll just sit around all day long being frivolous. How about that, hmm?

Okay.

Okay. Up there.

On the back of the neck.

On the other hand, if you suspect Tex it must be the other fella, Gideon. [ Chuckles ]

On Wednesday last, your husband sold the entire contents of the apartment at public auction.

One agenda. Ηis last notation was made yesterday, Thursday

One comb.

One day next week I'll put it on a marriage license. How about that?

One day you meet an Indian. You say...

One fountain pen.

One key to your apartment.

One letter, stamped but unsealed, addressed to you.

One minute you're chasing me around the shower room.

One more question.

One more time, Dyle. Where is it?

One ticket of passage to South America.

One tin of tooth powder. That is all.

One toothbrush.

One toothbrush.

One wallet containing 4,000 francs.

One wallet containing 4,000 francs.

Only Charles couldn't wait quite as long as the others.

Only he is dead, Peter. I saw him. Ηe's not pretending.

Only I warn you, I will be watching.

Only she's English into French, and I'm French into English.

Open up.

Or a certified check, safe deposit key, baggage claim.

Or your life ain't gonna be worth the paper it's printed on.

Ours.

P.S. Your dentist called yesterday. Your appointment has been changed."

Pardon. Pardon.

Passport? What kind of a proof is that?

Peter, are you all right?

Peter, help me. You're the only one I can trust.

Peter! Peter!

Peter?

Please believe me. I’ll kill you, too. It won't make any difference.

Please do what we ask, Mrs. Lampert. It’s your only chance.

Please remember what happened to your husband.

Pretty good, huh?

Promise me you'll never lie to me the way Charles did.

Put the orange in like so.

Quarter of a million dollars with no questions asked.

Qui ici au Black Sheep Club, I'attraction, c'est vous!

Quit stalling. I want some identification now.

Recommending that embassy offices be kept locked during the lunch hour.

Reggie, I beg you.

Reggie, I want those stamps!

Reggie! The stamps! Where are they? Reggie! Wait!

Reggie?

Reggie. Reggie.

Remember when he danced down here by the river in An American in Paris...

Room 217, second floor, Mr. Cruikshank.

Rotten...

Say, I'd appreciate it mighty highly...

Scott, Cathy and Ham, Jr.

Seems like him and good luck always was strangers.

Seems to be growin' and growin' every day. Well, I ain't disappearin' till I get it.

Serves me right if I get stuck with that one.

She batted all of them big eyes at you...

She says she's trapped in a metro station and someone's trying to kill her.

She won't be anybody's mother unless you answer some questions.

Shoot, no. Not after all these years.

Sit down.

Sit still. It’s not too bad.

So he's narrowed it down to us. You've got it.

So I began looking for people who had more money than they needed...

So I can pick out a suit that matches.

So it's good bye, Alexander Dyle, welcome home, Peter Joshua.

So where's your gun?

So you can kill me, too? Tex is dead. Ηe wrote "Dyle" on the carpet.

So you can take a cab when it rains.

So you'll be all right.

Somebody threw him off a train.

Somebody would have seen it.

Someone has to do it, Mrs. Lampert.

Something clean and modest and near enough to EURESCO...

Something like that.

Something on that bed is worth a quarter of a million dollars.

Something terrible and it frightens me.

Starting tonight?

Steamship ticket.

Step back.

Stop it!

Stop right now, Mrs. Lampert, or I'll kill you.

Suivez ce taxi.

Suppose one of us has it. You know, like the man says.

Supposing I had it which I don't

Sure ain't nothin' here worth no quarter of a million dollars.

Sure. How do you think I got here?

Swell, but this man doesn't have a garden.

Swell, but this man doesn't have a garden.

Sylvie, I'm getting a divorce.

Sylvie! What are you doing here?

Take me a while to get used to your new name. What is it?

Take the next car, please.

Taxi!

Taxi!

Tell him I'm trapped in a phone booth right below him in the metro station.

Tell me to go to the embassy first thing in the morning and turn in those stamps.

Tell me, Mr. Dyle. Where were you at 3:30 a.m.?

Tell us if you recogni Oh.

Ten minutes ago I had a job.

Tex is dead. Smothered.

Tex wrote the word "Dyle" before he died.

Tex?

Than a quarter of a million dollars?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks.

That a pretty girl with an outrageous manner means more to an old pro like me...

That all he needs is a codebook, a cyanide pill and he's in business.

That I'm having a tough time keeping my hands off you?

That man is Carson Dyle.

That means killing Gideon didn't get it for him.

That wasn't a proposal. I'm just curious.

That's all he's ever wanted.

That's all I ask of anybody: the simpIe truth.

That's all right with us.

That's an appointment book, isn't it? It wasn't there.

That's Carson Dyle.

That's impossible, Mrs. Lampert.

That's it, Adam! The gardens!

That's right, Mrs. Lampert. That's right.

That's right.

That's the idea.

That's the receipt Grandpierre gave me for Charles's things.

That's the spirit. Here's what I want you to do.

That's what I was doing before I married Charles.

That's where Jean Louis trades his stamps.

That's why I had to kill them, all four of them.

The $250,000 Charles Voss received from the auction.

The army thinks he was killed in action by the Germans...

The authorities in Bordeaux searched his compartment on the train.

The competition was turning out.

The five men were, of course, your husband Charles...

The gallery paid him 1,250,000 new francs

The game is over, Mrs. Lampert.

The Jardins des Champs Élysées.

The letter, huh? It ain't worth nothin'.

The lunch hour. Probably worked it out in advance.

The man I had the fight with, lady. Dyle. That's his name.

The man who was at the funeral yesterday.

The man who was in your room a few minutes ago.

The military espionage unit

The most valuable stamp in the world.

The name's Lampert.

The next minute you're accusing me of murder.

The others finally got back to the base and waited for the war to end...

The police probably think I killed him.

The shower's in there.

The sight of all that money being given away might make me break out.

The stamps! They're worth a fortune!

The three men who showed up at his funeral yesterday...

The view had better be worth it.

The Whitefeet always tell the truth, and the Blackfeet always lie.

Then he gets it out of your share.

Then how do I know this is your office?

Then prove it to me.

Then reporting the Germans had captured it.

Then say it.

Then there are no objections.

Then what are we wastin' time for? Let's go.

Then who does?

There are three men. Ηe's one of them.

There are two teams, et pour chaque équipe, il y a une orange.

There aren't many men who love their work as much as I do.

There was no other baggage. Your husband must have been in a great hurry.

There was no other baggage. Your husband must have been in a great hurry.

There was no trace of him.

There. You take it. It’s all yours.

There's an old riddle about two tribes of Indians.

There's nothing more we can do tonight.

These few things are all that was found in the train compartment.

They did not find $250,000.

They killed Charles to get it, but he must not have had it with him on the train.

They left me there with five of them in my legs and my stomach.

They left me there, Mrs. Lampert. They deserved to die.

They searched it thoroughly.

They should ere long see each other again?

They think I have a quarter of a million dollars that belongs to them.

They were in plain view all the time, but no one bothered to look at the envelope.

They've got Jean Louis.

This may be what we're looking for.

This nose tells me when you are lying.

This nose will make me commissaire of police.

This one, a Swedish four shilling...

This still doesn't make sense, but it isn't worth a quarter of a million dollars either.

Those men won't be very far away no matter where you go.

Those three men know you've got the money just as surely as we do.

Those three men want it, too. They want it very badly.

Three of them, all in their pajamas? C'est ridicule.

Threw him out the window and, without bothering to tell the other two...

To be more specific, Mrs. Lampert, your husband was wanted by this agency.

To the apartment. Matches mine exactly.

To the French underground.

Today it has a value of $1 00,000.

Took all the money for yourself.

Tossed off a train like a sack of third class mail.

Try and get my old job back at EURESCO, I suppose.

Try to get some sleep. You'll feel better.

Trying to run a bureau of overworked men with underallocated...

Uh Huh?

Uh Uh, do you mind if I don't go in with you?

Uh Uh, I pressed the bell, but it isn't ringing, I guess.

Uh oh. Ohh. Hey, knock it off. Come on, Reggie. Listen to me.

Uh uh.

Uh, I don't know who this Mr. Dyle is...

Uh, Miss Tompkins isn't here.

Uh, Miz Lampert, ma'am...

Uh, Mr. Bartholomew's office, please.

Uh, w w wait a minute.

Uh, where are you now? Can you meet me at the market?

Umbrella frames. That's what he made.

Uno, due, tre [ Blows Whistle ]

Until one of them dies I couldn't possibly meet anyone else.

Until this matter is cleared up.

Until two days ago the only thing I really knew about Charles was his name.

Upsy daisy.

Usually it's because they want something. They're afraid the truth won't get it.

Venez ici, step right up, ladies and gentlemen.

Very pretty. Now what?

Viens, Jean Louis. Let us make a walk. I've never seen a Rothschild before.

Vite, mon chéri. Vite.

Voilà, as they say.

Voss. Charles Voss.

Vous passez cette orange a la personne derrière vous

Wait a minute, Mrs. Lampert. You'd better give that to me again.

Wait a minute. Ηow did Carson Dyle get an office in this building anyway?

Wait! Wait!

Wait.

Waiting for the rest of us to give up and go home.

Wallet.

Wasn't it Shakespeare who said when strangers do meet in far off lands...

Watch it. I'm on.

Waterproof. [ Chuckling ]

We all know Carson Dyle is dead, Mrs. Lampert.

We can name them all after you.

We could dry him off and take him down the hall to his own room.

We found it! We found it!

We know what happened from the bits and pieces we were able to paste together...

We thought perhaps we would learn something.

We took all the chances. The money belongs to us, not to him.

We took the liberty of calling your dentist.

We use the guillotine in this country.

We won! We won! We won!

We won! We won! We won! We won!

We, of course, knew him by his real name

We'll find you a hotel.

We're anxious to know who this man is the one calling himself Dyle.

We've got to do something. I mean, any minute now we could be assassinated.

Well, come on.

Well, go to bed. You've gotta go to work in the morning.

Well, Herman. You have something to hide?

Well, I can't very well leave without a pair of water wings, can I?

Well, I guess that's it.

Well, I guess that's it.

Well, I told them what you said about this man being Carson Dyle's brother.

Well, if I can do it, what are the Russians doing to him?

Well, if I'm going to die, I might as well do it for my country.

Well, if you had to hide it in this room, where would you put it?

Well, in this highly competitive world...

Well, in your money, perhaps $85,000.

Well, it did say something about Charles's last appointment.

Well, it led me away from umbrella frames, for one thing.

Well, it sounds right. You going to call me?

Well, it's the money, Mrs. Lampert, the money.

Well, it's Thursday today, and it's almost 5:00, so come on.

Well, let's get busy.

Well, madame?

Well, maybe now he'll meet up with his other hand someplace.

Well, perhaps someone thought that four shares were too many.

Well, that wraps it up. Tex has the money.

Well, that's not exactly the term I'd have chosen...

Well, then, he's a truthful Whitefoot, of course.

Well, this ain't my room.

Well, when you come on, you come on, don't you?

Well, where did everything go?

Well, you know I'd tell you if I had it.

Well, Ηerman, I see you had a happy landing.

Were ordered behind the German lines...

What a terrible thing to say. Ηow could you think that?

What are you doing in here?

What are you going to do?

What are you trying to say, that I might have killed Charles and Scobie?

What did you expect him to do?

What do I have to do to satisfy you? Become the next victim?

What do you mean?

What do you want?

What happened then?

What happened?

What is it, some new American fad?

What makes you think that this someone is going to be satisfied with three?

What makes you think they're even interested? It’s only a quarter million.

What was all that about?

What was it?

What was wrong with that one?

What, assassinate someone?

What's all this got to do with me, Mr. Bartholomew?

What's so depressing about that?

What's so illogical about that?

What's the matter? Is something wrong?

What's this got to do with the C.I.O.?

What's wrong? Is he still there?

When a man has no profession, there isn't much choice...

When did they pass such a silly law? Think, Reggie.

When I man gets to be my age, that's the last word he ever wants to hear.

When we went through the airlines bag, something was missing "un agenda. "

When you get your divorce, are you going back to America?

When you start to eat like this, something is the matter.

Where is it, lady?

Where was I?

Where's the airlines bag?

Where's the money?

Which comes to 10 francs.

Who do you think did it?

Who invited him?

Who's a taxpayer? Crooks don't pay taxes.

Whoa! Billet, monsieur.

Whoever it is has to wait here pretending to look for the money...

Whoever it is won't give up, and neither will I.

Whoever's left alive at the end will pretty much have sewn up the nomination, don't you think?

Whoo! [ Chuckles ]

Whoop. [ Laughing ]

Why bother him?

Why couldn't you just look at his feet?

Why didn't you say something?

Why didn't you tell me you knew about Dyle?

Why do people have to tell lies?

Why do you think I brought you here?

Why don't we search their rooms?

Why don't you confide in me and tell me what this is all about?

Why don't you keep quiet and stop threatening the child.

Why don't you try it sometime?

Why me?

Why not a lying Blackfoot?

Why should I be in any danger?

Why should I?

Why you lied to me.

Why, you thick skulled, harebrained, half witted greenhorn.

Why, you thick skulled, harebrained, half witted greenhorn.

Will you put that thing away!

With whom? Where?

Without a care in the world?

Without the use of your hands. Are you ready?

Won't you sit down, Mrs. Lampert?

Wonderful. Do you realize you've had three names in the past two days?

Words can hurt.

Would you be so kind as to come with me, please?

Would you do anything like that?

Would you like to see my passport?

Wouldn't advise that, Mrs. Lampert.

Wouldn't it be better if you did it in here?

Wouldn't it be nice if we were like that?

Yeah, I have. Why?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah. A little one, about six or seven.

Yes, but we're divorced.

Yes, he is. He was my brother.

Yes, I know.

Yes, it was a dumb move, Ηerman. What is the matter with you?

Yes, Mr. Dyle. I remember.

Yes, you told me.

Yes, you told me.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

You ain't gonna forget to tell your buddies about it, are ya?

You are positive?

You block headed jackass!

You can't even be honest about being dishonest.

You could at least tell me what your first name is these days.

You could have the stamps. I'll get you some here, okay?

You didn't have to chase me so hard.

You gave the boy a great many stamps in return.

You give it to me.

You greenhorn!

You haven't spoken a word for 20 minutes.

You just look over your shoulder...

You just said it's always the one you don't suspect.

You killed all three of 'em for nothin'!

You knew I couldn't resist it.

You know something? You may be right.

You know what I mean. The envelope with the stamps on it.

You know what it is, and you're gonna get it for me, too.

You know, I can't help feeling rather sorry for Scobie.

You look around sometime.

You loved him?

You may not have a great deal of time.

You mean it?

You mean it's just lying around somewhere, all that cash?

You mean spies and all of that?

You mean you're a thief?

You mean you've known about him all along?

You mean... he might have?

You might try the Treasury Department.

You need them.

You nincompoop!

You pass the orange to the person behind you...

You said this afternoon your husband was mixed up in something.

You see this little fella here?

You suspect Gideon, therefore it must be Tex.

You take Jean Louis with you, and bolt the door from inside.

You think maybe we're fishin' up the wrong stream?

You took the words right out of my mouth.

You wanna find me...

You want the envelope?

You won't be able to lie on your back for a few days.

You won't be safe until the money's in our hands.

You won't find it difficult to make some new friends.

You'd better take the boy out in the hall.

You'd like her. She'd like you, too. Come on, give me those stamps.

You'll wreck your raincoat.

You're a new man.

You're Charles Lampert's widow, yes?

You're Charles Voss's wife.

You're doing a first rate job.

You're in an ideal position. He trusts you.

You're not gonna like this, Mrs. Lampert.

You're only next door. If anything happens, holler.

You're probably weak from hunger.

You're the kind of girl that'd have something like that.

You're the only one who could have it.

You've got to get word to him right away.

You've only eaten five times today.

Your appointment has been changed.

Your brother?

Your government is counting on you.

Your husband possessed a ticket of passage on the Maranguape.

Your husband was wanted by the United States government.

5:00 p.m., Jardins des Champs Élysées.

5:00, Thursday, the gardens.

65,000.

175 American, 100 African...

217. Thank you, marine.

350 European, 200 Asian...

[ Bell Tolls ] [ Alex ] Who put that there?

[ Both Grunting ] [ Blows Landing ]

[ Boy Chattering In French ] Jean Louis!

[ Buzzing Continues ] [ Laughing ]

[ Cawing ] [ Laughing ]

[ Continues In French ] [ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Cymbals Crash ] Alors, approchez vous, messieurs, dames.

[ Door Handle Rattling ] All right.

[ Door Opens ] [ Screams ]

[ Giggling ] Reggie, cut it out.

[ Giggling ] Ηere's the label.

[ Groaning ] Oh, Peter. Are you hurt?

[ Grunting Stops ] [ Blows Stop ]

[ Knock On Door ] Entrez.

[ Laughs ] I guess you don't either. Here, give me that.

[ Man ] What is it now, Pamela? It happened again.

[ Moaning, Giggling ] Ηey, the telephone's ringing.

[ Pops ] funds.

[ Screaming ] Oh là là Ià! Qu'est ce qui se passe?

[ Shouting ] [ Blows Landing ]

[ Sighs ] [ Coin Drops ]

[ Sighs ] Hello. HeIlo.

[ Tex ] This ain't no game, Miz Lampert. We want that money now.

[ Whimpers ] It could get a whole lot worse, you know.

♪♪ [ Continues ] You don't look so bad in this light.

♪♪ [ Ends ] [ Applause ]

About how wealthy, would you say? I don't know.

Adam Canfield is a crook, and I want to know why. WeIl, it's simple.

Adam Canfield? Mm hmm.

Adam! It’s all right. Come and look.

Agent. Yes.

All right, get set for the story of my life. Fiction or nonfiction?

All right, Mrs. Voss Please stop calling me that.

And close these windows after me. Be careful.

And the blue one? Oh, it's called The Ηawaiian Blue.

And the last one. Ah, the best for last.

And you, Mrs. Lampert? I was, too.

Any requests? Shut the door.

Anything in there? Nothing.

Are they for sale now? Let me see.

Are you going to listen? Go on.

Are you in the book? Well, Charles is.

Are you still there, Mr. Bartholomew? Yes, yes, Mrs. Lampert.

Are you sure? Yes, I'm sure.

As fast as you can get there. Ηurry, Mrs. Lampert. I'm leaving right away. Good bye.

At least you're honest. Ηmm. Is there a Mrs. Joshua?

At Les Ηalles? Yes. Opposite Saint Eustache.

Brian. Brian Cruikshank.

But I had nothing to do with it. You've got the money now. It belongs to me.

But I saw it. No, that's not Carson Dyle.

But I'm not 15. Well, that's your trouble. You're too old for me.

But then, you can lie from any position, can't you? Oh ho ho

But what? I don't know. I don't know.

Can I come in? No. I'm going to take a bath.

Can't you be serious? Oh! You just said an horrible word.

Carson Dyle was dead. Yes. Carson Dyle was dead.

Carson? There's only one Dyle connected with this affair, Mrs. Lampert.

Chicken or liverwurst? Chicken.

Did you find it? No.

Did you? Yes.

Didn't Charles tell you, Mrs. Lampert? Tell me what?

Do I knock or something? No, open it...

Do you know him? Never seen him before.

Do you tell lies? [ Phone Buzzing ]

Do you understand French? Not a word.

Does the name Tex Penthollow mean anything to you? No.

Don't worry. [ Chuckling ] Oh, no, I ain't worryin'.

Don't you want me to stay? Of course, but if you went back and wrote me a letter

Eh Why don't you shut up? Well!

Evidently we're the floor show. Come on. You and me?

Excuse me, soldier Marine, ma'am.

Forgive me. Wait here. I won't be long.

Fräulein. Fräulein. What are you doing following me?

Give me the stamps. Come on. What's your first name today?

Go on. That's all.

Go to bed. I'll let you know when I've found him. You're gonna go looking for him now?

Gonna hurt you much more than it's gonna hurt me. I'll bet

Good Lord, where is he? What's the matter, chérie?

Have you any idea what these things cost over here? Please go on, Mr. Bartholomew.

He didn't have one. Ηe was a wealthy man?

Hello? [ Operator ] Ηello. Mr. Bartholomew?

Hello? Mr. Bartholomew?

Hello? Mrs. Lampert, it's me...

Hello. Ηello, Peter.

Help me! Reggie, stop.

Hmm. You know, this is good. Want some?

How did I lead you on? Oh, all that marvelous rejection.

How? By burying it...

I believe what he said. No, no. It’s just a lot of words.

I don't know anyth Mrs. Lampert.

I don't know. That's absurd, madame. Totalement absurde.

I don't see how that's going to You're not looking.

I don't suppose so. It’s a toss up, I can tell you that.

I guess they just can't help it. Ηmm?

I said, tell me to go to the embassy first I heard you, I heard you.

I tell you, he's Carson Dyle. Now, you're not gonna believe him.

I think I was wrong about Tex having the money. Why?

I think it only said where. Come on, Reggie, think.

I think Tex did it. Oh.

I think Tex did it. Oh.

I wouldn't lie on a license. You can't prove it. You're still trying to

I'll meet you there in 1 5 minutes. All right. I'll be there in 1 5 minutes.

I'll take that. My room's open.

I'm afraid that'll have to wait, Mrs. Lampert. It’s his mother.

I'm afraid we want it back. But I don't have it.

I'm not bullying you. Yes, you were. You said it was nonsense.

I'm not Dyle. You know that. But Tex didn't know it. You're a murderer.

I'm not sure if I'm supposed to tell you or not. What does that mean?

I'm sorry. Oh, no.

I'm trying to find out who you are. You know my name. It’s Dyle.

I'm very sorry. Thank you.

I've enjoyed talking with you. Now you're angry.

I've tried to make it work, really I have, but But what?

If we keep it, we'll be breaking the law. Nonsense. We didn't steal it.

If you take him those stamps, he'll kill you, too. Mrs. Lampert...

In the wardrobe. Get it.

In the wardrobe. Get it.

Is that you? Yeah.

Is there only one Charles Lampert? Mmm.

It belongs to me, Miz Lampert, and you're gonna get it for me... [ Gasps ]

It's Charles. Very good.

It’s a start, anyway. Oh.

It’s mine! [ Screams ]

Là bas. Come on.

La soupe, c'est pour qui? Pour moi.

Lampert's the name on the marriage license. I'm terribly sorry.

Leave me alone. Dead, Mrs. Lampert.

Les effets de Lampert. [ Man ] D'accord.

Listen to this man. Man's gone loco.

Look for it. I'm quite sure you'll find it. But

Madame Charles Lampert? Yes.

Mais c'est très urgent. Occupé.

Merci. Pardon. Pardon.

Mine's Regina Lampert. Is there a Mr. Lampert?

Monsieur Felix? Oui.

Mr. Cruikshank, a Miss Lamp Mrs.

Mrs. Lampert? Are you sure there's no mistake?

Mrs. Lampert. Who are you?

Never mind. [ Buzzing Continues ]

No, I didn't. It’s done in America all the time.

No, I'm sorry, Mr. Dyle. Nothing today. Thank you.

No, it isn't. Where's the money? I don't know.

No. Oh. That's odd.

No. The last one, please.

Not allowed to kiss back, huh? Oh, no.

Now cut it out. Alex, I think I love you.

Now it turns out all you're interested in is the money. That's right.

Now stop that nonsense. Stop bullying me. Everybody's bullying me.

Now what are you doing? Cutting it out.

Now what? We wait. With our mouth shut.

Oh, Adam Go to bed and bolt your door.

Oh, are you on? No, it's all right. What's wrong, Adam?

Oh, boy. But then whose is it? Ηis or theirs?

Oh, but he's gone. I don't blame him.

Oh, come on, open the door. This is a ludicrous situation.

Oh, I don't see him anywhere. We'll separate.

Oh, neither do I. You don't?

Oh, she did it, all right. I believe her.

Oh, you should see your face. What's the matter with it?

Oh. But instead of delivering the gold, they stole it.

Oh. Well, what would you like me to say?

Oh. Are you kidding? [ Laughs ]

Okay, we'll do it again. I've been into it at least once a day.

Okay? Okay.

Okay. Good bye.

On the street where you live. Ηow about once more around the park?

Only we call them agents. "We"? You mean you

Ooh! Does it hurt?

Or him. Why, that's the most ridiculous thing I ever

Or Tex? Possibly.

Or Tex? Possibly.

Or you. Ohh.

Palais Royale, vite. Je suis occupé.

Peppermint flavored heroin. Hmm.

Perhaps he met somebody. Obviously.

Plastic. Rustproof. Fireproof. Proof proof. [ Phone Buzzing ]

Please, not on my account. No. I don't really love him.

Quitter. Uh, what?

Reggie? It’s the only name I've got. How about you?

Rub your own blinking foot. The truth now. Was it my hide, or those stamps?

Scared. You'll be all right.

Scobie? Mm hmm.

Shakespeare never said that. Ηow do you know?

She has it. And I say maybe you both have it.

Shut the door. Why?

Sit down. Why? Do you wanna look at my feet?

So that was it. Yes.

Stop that, please! Don't make too much noise, Miz Lampert.

Stop treating me like a child. Well then, stop behaving like one.

Sylvie! Oh.

Tex? Is he here? Look.

That one's done. Do this one. Oh.

That was a dumb move, Ηerman. Oh, man. And then some.

That's all right. It’s a drip dry. [ Sighs ]

That's right. Now go and eat your dinner. Oh, I could eat a horse.

The tooth powder. What about it?

There is? Yes.

There's no law against stealing stolen money. Of course there is.

There's something I'd like to explain. Never mind. I'll go by myself.

Think we ought to call Herman? What for?

Uh Oh!

Uh, you are Mrs. Lampert. Mrs. Charles Lampert.

Up there. On top of that cupboard?

Vanille et chocolat, s'il vous plait. Why do you think Tex did it?

Very sweet. Aren't they?

W W What is that stuff? Marvelous stuff.

Wait a minute. What?

Walk up and shake you by that hand of yours? A dumb move, Ηerman. A dumb move.

We're not allowed to tell. Come on, give me the stamps. Hmm.

Well, come on. You can't stay here. I don't know where to go.

Well, the man's the same, even if the name isn't. No, he isn't.

Well, who was that? That's Punch, of course.

Well, would you like to see where I was tattooed? Yes.

Were you followed? Yes, by Dyle. But I lost him.

What are you doing? Taking off my shoes.

What are you talking about? First her husband, now her.

What did I say? Serious.

What do you mean, no? The kid was yellin'.

What do you want? Who is it?

What for? Well, I wouldn't want to use that tub.

What is it worth? Oh, the money is unimportant.

What was in that appointment book? Oh, it was a place or street corner or something.

What was what? What your husband was mixed up in.

What, like Scobie? No. Gene Kelly.

What? [ Whispering Louder ] Kill me!

What? A fortune! Come on!

What? Does it hurt?

What? Someone who wasn't in that photograph you showed me today.

What? Sure there's nothing missing here?

What? Ηasn't it occurred to you...

What? From Charles? Ηe's the only husband I have.

What's all this? The stamp market.

What's going on? Fun and games.

What's she saying now? That she's innocent.

What's the matter? [ Sighs ]

What's the trouble? Ηe stepped on my foot.

What's this? A man gave me all those for only three.

What's your name? Peter Joshua.

When did you meet him? What time of day, I mean. About 1:00.

Where are you, Tex? Come on, man.

Where did he go? Out the window, I guess.

Where is he? I wish I knew.

Where is he? Ηe's over in my room.

Which one are you? A truthful Whitefoot.

Which view would you prefer? The one you're blocking.

While we're waiting, we'll search yours. Not my room.

Who asked you to get stuck with any of them? Is there a Mrs. Cruikshank?

Who gets your vote? Scobie. He's the one who objected.

Who is it? It’s me, Peter.

Who said? That's what I'm not supposed to say.

Who told you to do that? You did.

Who? Women.

Who's that with the hat? That's the policeman.

Why don't you call one of them? I dare you.

Why there? I don't know.

Why? Do you think we're going to? I don't know. Ηow would I know?

Wipe your eyes. [ Sniffling ]

Won't you come in for a minute? No, I won't.

Would you mind seeing me to the door? Of course not.

Would you speak a little louder, please? I can't speak any louder.

Yeah? Now you listen to me, Dyle.

Yes, but we're divorced. "But we're divorced."

Yes, I know, but this is all we've got left. You're not kidding.

Yes, sir. Go right in. Thank you.

Yes, that's right. What's he saying?

Yes? [ Regina ] Good morning, Mr. Dyle.

Yes? Mrs. Lampert? Bartholomew.

Yes. But we're divorced.

Yes. Good for you.

Yes. There was a call for you just now, Mr. Bartholomew.

Yes. The colonnade? Yes, by the colonnade.

You "savez" what I'm sayin' to you? Stop! Stop! Please stop!

You can't. There must be some way.

You forget I'm already a widow. So was Juliet, at 15.

You go home and think it over real careful like, you hear? You're absolutely insane!

You gonna open up? Sure. Wait a minute.

You like some wine? No, thank you.

You look over there. Okay.

You must be kiddin'. No, I'm not.

You want some more? Never mind that. Did you get the money?

You're a fat lot of help. That's right.

You're blocking my view. Oh.

You're done. Good.

You're the nut. Nut proof.

You've never seen him before either? No, thank heaven.

Ηe has a gun, Mr. Bartholomew. No.

Ηe looks so young. When was this taken? 1 944. Next, please.

Ηe must have known Charles pretty well. Ηow can you tell?

Ηe said he'd never seen any like them. I'm glad.

Ηe said if I don't give him the money he'll kill me. Oh, don't take it seriously.

Ηe wants it all. That means we're in his way, too. That's right.

Ηe was American, your husband? Swiss.

Ηe was there, too. Ηerman Scobie.

Ηe's with the C.I.A. I saw him at the embassy. I tell you, he's Carson Dyle.

Ηere you are. Where?

Ηere you are. Where?

Ηerman? What?

Ηold it. They're recognizing Great Britain. Oh, la vache.

Ηow would you like a spanking? Ηow'd you like a punch in the nose?

Ηow you doing? Ηow do you think?

Ηowdy. What do you want?

Ηurry up and change. I'm starved. Let me know what you want to eat...

'cause from now on I'm gonna be right behind you.

'Cause you know I ain't foolin' around here.

"As always, Charles.

"Marriage license"?

"Megève can be so lovely at this time of year.

"My dear Regina, I hope you are enjoying your holiday.

"Punch, of course"? I thought he was dead.

"The days pass very slowly, and I hope to see you soon.

"The days pass very slowly, and I hope to see you soon.

"Wearing this suit during washing...

"Ηey, Indian, what are you, a truthful Whitefoot or a lying Blackfoot?"

[ Adam ] Tex recognized him. That's why he wrote Dyle.

[ Applause ]

[ Bartholomew ] Bye.

[ Birds Chirping ]

[ Burps ] and my apartment.

[ Buzzing ]

[ Buzzing ]

[ Chattering In French ]

[ Children Giggling ]

[ Children Giggling, Laughing ]

[ Children Shouting ]

[ Chuckles ]

[ Chuckles ] Ain't that cute?

[ Chuckling ]

[ Chuckling ] Clever fellow. Almost missed me.

[ Clatter ]

[ Continues In Italian ]

[ Crowd Laughing, Chattering ]

[ Crying ]

[ Dog Barking ]

[ Door Closes ]

[ Door Closes ]

[ Door Opens, Hinges Creak ]

[ Door Opens, Hinges Creak ]

[ Footsteps ]

[ Footsteps Approach ]

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Footsteps Continue ]

[ Footsteps Continue ]

[ Footsteps Overhead ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Gasps ] That's a face you don't forget.

[ Giggles ]

[ Grandpierre ] A man drowned in his bed?

[ Grandpierre ] We discovered your husband's body...

[ Groaning ]

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Horn Honking ]

[ Horn Honks ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Laughing ] Everyone.

[ Laughing ] You give up awfully easily, don't you?

[ Man ] Does he belong to you?

[ Man ] Is there anything wrong, Miss Tompkins?

[ Man Speaking Italian ]

[ Mouthing Words ]

[ Nail Clippers Clicking ]

[ Peter ] Oh, I telephoned but nobody answered.

[ Phone Buzzing ]

[ Phone Buzzing ]

[ Phone Ringing ]

[ Phone Ringing ]

[ Regina ] The man and the woman are married.

[ Ringing ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screams ]

[ Sighing ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ] But someone's trying to kill me.

[ Sighs ] Is your husband with you?

[ Sighs ] What next?

[ Sneezes ]

[ Sneezing ]

[ Sneezing ]

[ Sniffling ] And I've gotten your suit all wet.

[ Speaking French ]

[ Stammering ]

[ Sylvie ] Va jouer, mon chéri.

[ Tex ] Oh! Jumpin' frijoles.

[ Tires Screech ]

[ Together ] Naturally.

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

[ Violent Sneeze ]

[ Water Running ]

[ Whispering ] A American Embassy?

[ Whispering ] Bless you.

[ Woman ] Oh, pardon.

[ Woman Gasps ] Alistair!

[ Woman On P.A. ] Mr. Dyle, pIease. You're wanted on the telephone.

[ Yelps ]

♪ And ♪

♪ Charade ♪♪

♪ For her Romeo came ♪

♪ I always will ♪

♪ I hear it still ♪

♪ It was closing night ♪

♪ The ending of ♪

♪♪ [ Band Plays Latin Jazz Beat ]

♪♪ [ Calliope ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Somber Classical ]

♪♪ [ Ηumming ]

♪♪ [ Ηumming ]

Ηe hasn't got the money, and neither has Mrs. Lampert.

Ηe said if I told anybody it could prove fatal for them as well as for me.

Ηere's where you're to call me, day or night.

Ηmm. Well, if anyone goes on the critical list, let me know.