Fleming should have come along.

Very well. Who's the lady? Not quite so bad as that. You're perfectly welcome, Inspector. Don't shout that name about in public. Borgen, fetch him over here. What do you mean, trying to escape? Max mon cher. No, sir, my fingers are cold. I have no interest for exhibits. No, not a red cent. Join me in my room in five minutes. Mrs. Laurel, we've been waiting and wait… They know you're on their track and they… Mr. Fleming.