All language subtitles for 10 - The Secret of the Foxhunter

Bitte, was ist das,
Miss Baines?

BAINES:
It is a lifelike effigy

of one of
your great countrymen --

Prince Albert, second son
of the Duke of Saxe-Coburg.

Ah, ja,
the Queen Victoria's man.

Her husband, the Prince Consort.

Und Why was he not king?

Ah. He was not heir
to the British throne,

but he was a fine man,
very highly respected.

zum Konig gemacht weil
er Deutsche war.

Doch, es war nicht Wei!
er Deutscher das er nicht --

Gerda, your father, the baron,

is most insistent
that while you're here,

you speak only English.

No, it was not because
Prince Albert was German

that he was not made king,
I assure you.

It was a matter of tradition,
t-r-a-d-i-t-i-o-n.

Well, I do not like
your tradition,

and I do not think
he was a great man.

No great German
lets his woman rule.

Hmm!

Krempelstein --
chief of German intelligence --

has arrived in England.

M'! report.

Most disturbing.

In Edwardian times
there lived many detectives --

the rivals
of Sherlock Homes.

MACCLESFIELD:
Krempelstein.

Count Otto -- here he is --

a Prussian,
colonel in the Hussars,

attached to the General Staff.

Huh.

Dash it all, Drew.

It's hard to believe an officer
like this would stoop to spying.

Yes, if he were an Englishman,
my lord,

it would be unthinkable.

Regrettably, these foreigners
don't share our scruples.

I fear you're right.

But your informant, Miss...

DREW:
Miss Baines.

MACCLESFIELD: Miss Baines.
Can you rely on her?

I mean,
what sort of a woman is she?

A patriot, my lord.

Hmm, no doubt.

It hardly seems the thing.

Inveigles herself
into a position of trust

in the count's
Prussian household?

That responsibility
is entirely mine, sir.

I confess it goes against the
grain, but we have no choice.

Yes, but a woman...
and a governess.

DREW:
Precisely, my lord.

She is above suspicion

and, for that very reason,
of inestimable value to us.

Well, I can see that.

It's a beastly
underhand business, Drew.

Quite so, sir.

What does she say here?

That Count Krempelstein
is in England.

He will be staying

with a certain wealthy Viennese
gentleman called Baron Stern,

who's taken a hunting box
near Stoke Doyle.

The count has arranged to hunt
with the Fitzwilliam pack.

And what does
your impeccable Miss Baines

find suspicious about that?

Well, it was a very sudden
decision, sir.

Count Krempelstein canceled

an important military conference
in Prussia

and came here for the hunt.

Hunting is given as his sport.

Since the late emperors
of Austria came here to hunt,

It so happens, my lord, I was at
Oxford with George Fitzwilliam.

I have a long-standing
invitation to stay with him.

You mean you could keep an eye
on Krempelstein.

I could, indeed.

Miss Baines is convinced
he has an ulterior motive.

Miss Baines has no evidence.

I fear not, unfortunately.

One might say it is more a
question of a woman's intuition.

- Poppycock.
-[ Chuckles ]

With the greatest respect,
my lord,

if Miss Baines is right

and Krempelstein
is here on business,

you can be quite certain

it won't be business
to England's advantage.

Very well.
What do you suggest?

Not only will I accept
my invitation

to stay with the Fitzwilliams,

I shall leave first thing
in the morning.

[Birds chirping]

[ Indistinct conversations]

[Dogs whimpering]

[ Dog barks ]

William!

Oh!

[Groaning lightly]

[ Indistinct conversations]

Ah.

William.

What a dreadful time to arrive.

I'm so sorry, Sybil.

- How beastly of you.
-We're delighted.

- George, how nice to see you.
-William, how are you?

At last,
I've accepted your invitation.

How are things going?

I want to introduce you
to my cousin, Beatrice Graham.

Oh, excuse me, George.

This is my cousin,
Beatrice Graham.

William Drew,
a very old friend of George's.

How do you do?

I'm delighted to meet you,
Miss Graham.

[ Chuckles ]

Well, really, George, you've
no right to have kept it secret

that you had
such a charming relative.

Well, this is the first time
they've met.

Excuse me.

Beatrice was brought up
on the Continent.

Ah.

[ Indistinct conversations]

Whereabouts on the Continent
did you live, Miss Graham?

I was at school in France.

Are you staying here very long,
Miss Graham?

As long as she wishes.

I'm not sure how long.

A lot depends on my fiancé.

GEORGE: Oh, he's a bit
in your line, William.

His name's Bellingham.

He's attached to our embassy
in Petersburg.

- Jack Bellingham?
-Yes. Do you know him?

George, Sir Dudley.

Well, I know the name,
but we've never actually met.

Oh.
[ Chuckles ]

Ooh, this really is splendid --

well-laced
with spice and spirit.

[ Chuckles ]

You know, Mr. Drew,

I don't think
you're really entitled to that.

Why?
Oh, because I'm not hunting?

Well, my dear Miss Graham,

my doctor has denied me
the pleasures of the hunt

due to a fall --
you see, my leg.

Surely, you wouldn't deny me
some consolation.

[ Chuckles ]

Will you excuse me a moment?

I've just remembered something
I have to do.

Yes, certainly.

May I have the pleasure -- meme
daughter Gerda, to introduce?

- How do you do?
-Good morning.

- How do you do?
-How do you do, Gerda?

I hope you and Baron Stern
are comfortable at Stoke Doyle.

Es ist sehr angenehm --
pleasant, nicht?

Is this your first visit
to England?

Yes, thank you.

I introduce now Miss Baines.

[ Laughs 1

She is my daughter's
kinderfraulein.

Governess.

Governess.
She's English.

- How do you do?
-How do you do?

- How do you do?
-How do you do?

Oh, gentlemen, let me introduce
you to Sir Dudley Withers.

Ah.

How do you do?

Oh, how do you do?

Which one is Krempelstein?

The man with the mustache.

My name is Maude Baines.

Oh, I'm William Drew.

The gentleman with him
is known as Baron Stern.

Actually, he's Russian.

Colonel Davidoff,
D-a-v-i-d-o-f-f.

Davidoff.
The Russian secret service?

Same man.

[Door closes]

Miss Baines?

They both seem to be very
interested in that young lady.

Yes.

- Who is she?
-Hmm?

Ah, yes, she's enchanting.

My host's cousin,
Beatrice Graham.

She only recently returned
to England.

She's been living in Petersburg.

I see.

[Horn sounds]

[Dogs barking]

[ Indistinct shouting]

Davidoff?

Russian secret service?

Now, why should he be here?

Miss Baines,
are you sure it's Davidoff?

I should not dream of saying so
unless I were, Mr. Drew.

I beg your pardon --

I saw him on several occasions

when I was in the service
of Prince Obolensky,

and I recognized him
the moment we met.

But, Miss Baines,
you are living in his house.

Isn't there a chance
that he may recognize you?

No. No, I assure you.

There's no cause for anxiety
on that point.

Well, I'm very gratified
to hear it.

But why should Davidoff be here
under a false name?

That I'm afraid I've been
unable to discover,

nor, indeed, why they have
chosen to meet here at all.

You don't think it is, as they
have said, simply for the hunt?

No, I'm sure on that point.

If that were so,

why should Davidoff choose
to hide under a false name?

You're right.

Last night, they were closeted
together for several hours.

Ah, but you've no idea why.

I listened at the door.

Miss Baines, was that discreet?

It was safe.
Sugar?

Yeah, two, please.
It wasn't at all safe.

I am not a woman
who takes risks, I assure you.

Unfortunately,
I was unable to overhear

more than a fragment
of the conversation.

Thank you.

They were discussing
a new Russo-German treaty.

Miss Baines.

A new Russo-German treaty?

The information comes
from our ambassador in Berlin.

As he understands it,

it has been signed by the kaiser

and awaits only the signature
of the tsar.

Why, what are the terms
of this treaty?

That, my dear Macclesfield,

is what we expect
your department to find out.

I don't have to remind you

that such an alliance

could seriously jeopardize
British interests.

You may rest assured I will
institute immediate inquiries,

see what our agents
can discover.

MAN: Very well.
Keep me informed.

The prime minister is most
anxious about this matter.

MAN #2:
Marquess.

I must cable Drew.

Immediately.

[ Indistinct conversations]

Beatrice, Baron Stern would like
to present the brush to you.

[ Applause ]

GRAHAM: Oh, that's very kind
of him, but there's no --

My friend, the count,
and I are full of admiration.

Although I was awarded it,

you were the only lady present

who was able to keep up
with the pace.

We would be greatly honored

if you would accept the brush,
Miss Graham.

- Oh.
-Bravo! Bravo!

Thank you.

Not at all.

I hope that we will have the
honor to ride with you again.

Perhaps you and your guests
will do me the honor

to have drinks with us tomorrow
evening at my hunting box.

Yes, I'm sure
we'd all be delighted.

Oh, did you meet my friend
William Drew?

- Baron Stern from Vienna...
-A pleasure.

...and Count Krempelstein
from Berlin...

Welcome to England.

...Fraulein von Krempelstein.

I trust you will enjoy
your stay.

[Speaking German]

We are very happy to have
the opportunity here to hunt.

Yes, till tomorrow evening,
then.

GEORGE: Yes, we shall
look forward to it.

Miss.

[Paper ripping]

DREW: That was a very gallant
gesture from the baron.

Yes, wasn't it?

Yes, he seems
a charming gentleman.

Have you met him before?

No, I've only been here
a few days.

Ah, an Austrian, I believe.

If you'll excuse me,
I must change for lunch.

Of course.

MUSGROVE:
A telegram for you, sir.

DREW:
Oh, thank you, Musgrove.

Thank you.

Is there a post office
in the village?

About four miles, sir.

If you wish to reply,
one of the servants can take it.

No, no, no, no.
I shall go myself later.

I shall enjoy the walk.

Very good, sir.

Thank you, Musgrove.

[Bell chiming]

Am I disturbing you?

No.
No, certainly not.

I just wanted to get a book.

Oh, then please do.

Thank you.

I've been writing to my fiancé,
but I've finished now.

Ah.
Are you enjoying your stay here?

Yes.

DREW: I had a splendid walk
to the village yesterday.

There's a wonderful old church
on the way.

You should have joined me.

I was rather fatigued
after the hunt.

I slept for about three hours.

Ah, what a pity.
It was a splendid afternoon.

Mm.

You went to the post office.

Yes, yes, it's part of
the village store.

My letter is very urgent.

Do you think they'd sent it
express mail?

Yes, I'm sure
they could handle that.

Have you any idea how long
it would take to get there?

To Petersburg?
I should say about a week.

Why?
ls your letter so very urgent?

Yes.

Miss Graham,
I don't wish to pry,

but if you're in any kind
of trouble, I --

Trouble?
What makes you think --

Oh, please, please forgive me.

You just seem so very anxious
that I --

Isn't it natural for a woman
to be anxious to communicate

with...the man
she's going to marry?

Indeed, it is.

And if I may say so,

Jack Bellingham
is a very lucky man.

However, I think I may be
able to help you.

In what way?

Well, it's necessary for me

to go to the Foreign Office
tomorrow,

and since your fiancé's attached
to our embassy in Petersburg,

I could no doubt arrange

for your letter to go
in the diplomatic bag.

Oh, that's very kind of you,
Mr. Drew, but I can't --

Well, there does appear to be
some urgency, Miss Graham.

Yes,
but I can't expect you to --

It shall be done.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

My pleasure.

- Mr. Drew?
-Yes, Miss Graham?

Do you hold an important
position in the Foreign Office?

[ Chuckling ]
Ah, no, I'm afraid not.

No, I'm hardly more than
a glorified messenger boy.

Oh.

But one has connections,
you know.

I was wondering
whether you knew --

GEORGE:
Ah, there you are.

We couldn't think
where you'd both got to.

Come and have a glass of sherry.

DREW: That's a very civilized
idea, George, thank you.

GEORGE:
But we mustn't be long.

Beatrice, you haven't forgotten

our luncheon engagement
with Sir Dudley?

No.

GEORGE: Sir Dudley
is a stickler for time.

May I ride with you
as far as the station?

Of course.
We've arranged for all that.

Come along, George.

Miss Graham, you were wondering
whether I knew --

I was thinking about Jack.

Naturally, I want him to get on.

Oh, I'm afraid I have
no influence of that kind.

GRAHAM: No, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have asked.

- Again, thank you.
-Miss --

MACCLESFIELD: Your Miss Graham
interests me, Drew.

So, she's been living
in Petersburg?

Yes, my lord, but there's
more to it than that.

She's engaged to be married...
to Jack Bellingham,

who's attached to our embassy
in Petersburg.

- Jack Bellingham?
-Yes.

Good God, I know his father.

[ Chuckles ]
You don't seriously think he --

We have one way of finding out,
my lord.

Oh?

Miss Graham was most anxious to
get this letter to her fiancé.

What?

I took the liberty of suggesting

that we might forward it
in the diplomatic bag.

Open n?

Yes.

Open a letter from a woman to
the man she's about to marry?

Is there no honor left
in the world today, Drew?

I share your abhorrence
of such a course, my lord,

but if Miss Graham is a traitor,

we may yet prevent her
dragging Bellingham

down into disgrace with her.

You're right.

For his sake and for the sake
of our country,

we must dispense with scruples.

Hargreaves?

[Steam hissing]

[Clears throat]

[ Giggling ]

[indistinct speaking]

What are you doing down here?

There's work to be done.
Upstairs, the both of you.

See to the fires
in the bedrooms.

Mm!

[ Chuckling ]

[ sniffs 1

[Women screaming]

Stop! Villain! Stop!

[Dogs barking]

Ohh!

[Screaming stops]

What else do you know
about this woman?

Her father managed a mill
in Russia.

He died recently,
but there's very little money,

so she was compelled
to find work

with a costumier in the Newski.

It was while she was there
that she met her fiance.

That's hardly reassuring.

An impoverished Englishwoman

would be natural prey
for these devils.

Yes.

We must do what we must do.
Hargreaves.

HARGREAVES:
Excuse me, Drew.

"My dearest Jack,
before I left Petersburg,

I wrote an important letter to
await your return from Moscow."

He was seconded there
for a month.

"In your reply,

you make no mention
of the document I wrote about.

Why have you ignored it?

Now interested parties
have traced me to Stoke Doyle,

and I do not know what to do.

They have told me you will be in
danger unless I pass it to them.

I have said I know nothing,
but they do not believe me.

Please, please write immediately
and tell me what I am to do.

I am so afraid.

Your ever-loving fiancée,
Beatrice."

"The document I wrote about."

That worries me.

Yes, with good cause, my lord.

If men like Krempelstein
and Davidoff are here to get it,

you can be quite sure
it's of great importance.

I presume your Miss Baines has
heard nothing of this document?

No.
Well, she hasn't mentioned it.

We've got to get to the bottom
of it quickly, Drew.

At all costs, we must find out
what they're after

before they leave the country.

Yes, but that's not going to be
easy, my lord.

I am aware of that.

We must not fail.

Then I --
if I may be so bold, my lord,

I have one suggestion to make.

MACCLESFIELD:
Yes?

Instead of forwarding
this letter to Bellingham,

why not have him recalled?

But if he is a traitor,
that will alert him.

Very possibly,

but it will also ensure
the safety of our other secrets

in the Petersburg embassy.

You're right.

And if his actions
are above reproach,

he may be able to enlighten us

as to what this document
really is.

I'll send a telegram
to the ambassador immediately.

Hargreaves!

I tried to stop him, sir,
but I'm afraid I was --

My jewels are safe.

Nothing in our room
has been disturbed.

Thank God for that.

What about the police, Musgrove?

Well, I called them immediately,
of course, sir.

The detective thinks the man
came up the stairs

at the back of the house.

Yes, very likely, but what are
they doing about it?

Well, the detective
is coming back to see you, sir,

to get a list
of the stolen property.

He left to make inquiries
at the station

to see if the man was trying to
get away by train, sir.

Beatrice, have you checked?

Yes. My drawers and cases
have been turned out,

but as far as I can see,
there is nothing missing.

GEORGE:
Oh, thank heavens for that.

Well, it looks as though
he was disturbed

before he had a chance
to take anything, Musgrove.

MUSGROVE:
I should like to think so, sir.

But I'm most frightfully sorry
that this --

GEORGE: Yes, of course,
you did all you could.

That'll be all for the moment.
Thank you.

Have you lost anything?

GEORGE:
It seems not.

Yours appears to be
the only room he entered.

[ Chuckles ]

Miss Baines.

BAINES:
Mr. Drew.

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, can I get you
some refreshment?

A brandy, I think.

Brandy? Oh.
Two brandies, please.

Mr. Fitzwilliam told me
you'd be back on the last train.

I saw you at the station,
and I followed you in here.

Have no fear I was followed.

My charge is in bed, and the
gentlemen are playing cards.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Prost, as Count Krempelstein
would say.

Well, Miss Baines,
I'm very glad you've met me.

I have a rather important matter
that I wish to discuss with you.

When I'd heard
you'd gone to London,

I had an idea there might be.

If I may say so, your intuition
is very highly developed.

Oh, yes.

Well, my information concerns
Miss Graham.

Hmm?

Have you ever heard Krempelstein
or Davidoff speak of her?

I'm afraid not.

But you will recall
that at the hunt

they appeared to pay
particular attention to her.

Yes, they did, indeed.

And she had a secret meeting
with Krempelstein

later that same afternoon.

Oh? What was the purpose
of that meeting?

It appears she has
some documents they're after.

Has or had?

Miss Baines, what do you mean?

Of course,
you've been in London all day.

- You won't have heard.
-Heard what?

I think we should leave,
Mr. Drew.

Oh.

Thank you very much.

One of our servants told me

that at the Fitzwilliam house
this afternoon,

there has been a burglary

and it was only Miss Graham's
room which was ransacked.

Miss Baines, go on.

Count Krempelstein is leaving
for Germany tomorrow, alone.

And Davidoff?

He is remaining here.

Miss Baines, this information
is of great value.

We had better leave separately.

Krempelstein must be searched
before he leaves Dover.

[Bell chiming]

[Dogs barking]

Miss Graham.

Miss Graham?

Miss --

Snakebite?

[ Scoffs ]
It's absurd.

MAN:
So it would seem.

Nevertheless,
all indications are

that she died of
a particularly virulent poison

that entered her bloodstream.

But how?

There's a swelling
on the right side of her neck --

a small puncture,
as though she'd been stung.

It is conceivable this is where

and how the poison
entered her body.

- Oh, my God, poor Beatrice.
-[ Crying ]

Whyever did she not call
for help?

Well, in seconds,
she would have been paralyzed

and within minutes, dead.

GEORGE: I'm sorry,
but I don't understand.

How could it have happened?

Well, that, Mr. Fitzwilliam,

is for the police to decide.

Now, sir,
would you kindly tell me

how you came to discover
the unfortunate occurrence

when you were supposed to be
in bed?

I couldn't sleep.

So I got up-

I came down into the library
to get a book.

I saw that the front windows
were open,

so I thought perhaps a burglar.

I came out onto the terrace.

And I found Miss Graham slumped
on the seat.

How long was it
before you raised the alarm?

Immediately when I found
that I couldn't wake her.

Did you see anyone else around?

No.

Or hear anything suspicious?

Sir?

If I had done,
I would have told you.

Mm-hmm.
Thank you very much, sir.

Oh, there is just
one more thing.

You wouldn't be thinking of
leaving here, would you, sir?

It is possible I may be called
to London on business.

Mm, well, I don't think
my superiors would like that,

you being the vital witness,
sir.

Well, I can be contacted

through my superiors
at the Foreign Office.

Foreign Office?

Mm, in Whitehall.

It's just across the road
from Scotland Yard.

Oh, I see.

Sir, right.
[Clears throat]

I'm sorry
to have to question you

at a time like this, Bellingham.

But I'm sure you're as anxious
to apprehend the murderer

as we are.

I'd gladly give my life
to see him brought to justice.

I trust we can accomplish it
without that.

She was a very, very delightful
young woman, Bellingham.

You have my deepest sympathy.

Thank you.

Just tell me
how I can help avenge her.

She had in her possession
a document.

Now, do you know what it was?

No.

But she wrote to you about it

in the letter she left for you
when she departed for England.

I have all her letters.

There's no mention of a document
in any of them.

I have all her letters.

There is one other letter,
Bellingham,

supposedly written by you,
which we found in her handbag.

What is that?

An appointment, my lord, to meet
a messenger from Bellingham

at midnight on the terrace
of the Fitzwilliam house.

But I know nothing
of this letter.

It's a fake.

So, this is how they lured her
to her death?

Yes, without doubt.

The men responsible --
where are they?

Krempelstein
has returned to Germany.

He was searched
before he left Dover.

There was no document
in his possession

that would have
justified murder.

And the other one?

Davidoff?
He's still here.

We're having him watched.

It's incredible.

I'm sure I caught a glimpse
of him that night.

I'm almost sure it was Davidoff.

BELLINGHAM:
I cannot imagine

what Beatrice could have
obtained that they wanted.

Forgive me, Bellingham.
I have to ask you this.

You gave her no papers?

You have my word on it.

Then had she any other contacts
in Petersburg,

from whom she could have
obtained documents of value?

Her work brought her into touch

with many of the leading
families in Petersburg,

-but I cannot think --
-Which families?

I can't name them all.

She was a costumier.

The shop she worked for

served so many ladies of quality
in the city.

Bellingham, for instance?

The embassies,
Madame Zouboff, Countess Markov,

Princess Korolkoff.

Korolkoff?

Yes.

Did she have occasion
to go to their house?

As a matter of fact,

she was due there
the day after I left for Berlin.

Good God.

The princess must have been

one of the last customers
she visited.

What is it, my lord?

I've just received information
from the Foreign Office.

A draft of the new Russo-German
treaty is missing.

It was taken from the house
of Prince Korolkoff,

director of the private
chancellery of the tsar.

And you think that Beatrice --

Why else would both Russia
and Germany

send their top men
to pursue her?

-[ Knock on door]
-What is it, Hargreaves?

-It's for you.
-Oh, thank you.

With your permission.

It'll be best if you take
a vacation, Bellingham.

Then we'll find you
a new posting.

You're most considerate,
my lord.

But above all,

I would appreciate
a chance to assist

in bringing her murderers
to justice.

Then that chance you shall have.

- Damn!
-BELLINGHAM: What is it'?

- Davidoff has escaped.
-MACCLESFIELD: What?

This letter's from Miss Baines.

It appears
he's got away to Paris.

Paris?
Then we've lost him.

No, no, no,
we haven't quite, my lord.

She says he'll be staying
at the Hotel Terminus

at the Gare Saint-Lazare.

How can Miss Baines be sure?

Miss Baines also happens to be
in Paris.

She took leave from her employer
to visit a sick relative,

and she followed him.

Then there's no time to lose.

To Paris at once.

Bellingham will go with you
as your aide.

[Train whistle blows]

I feel bad
about missing her funeral.

But I'd feel worse
if that villain got away.

Bellingham, the work we do
is the work she started.

I'm sure Beatrice
would understand and approve.

Yes.

- Drew?
-Yes?

No one has yet told me.

How exactly did she die?

Well, we found a pin inserted
in her wrap,

impregnated
with a deadly poison.

Davidoff was hoping that when
she went out onto the terrace

in the cold night air,

she would quite automatically

pull the fur wrap
around her neck,

which is precisely what she did.

So, that's how he did it.

Yes.

But how did he get the pin there
in the first place?

[Train whistle blows]

They had been entertained by
Davidoff earlier in the evening.

The pin was obviously inserted

while she was a guest
in his house.

[ "La Marseillaise" playing]

I'm very glad my charge is not
here to observe this meeting.

Fraulein Krempelstein?

Indeed!

If she reported this
to the count,

we should lose your valuable
service, Miss Baines.

Actually, I was thinking
more of my...reputation.

Oh, in Paris, you need have
no fear, Miss Baines.

The French are notoriously
tolerant in these matters.

I'm well aware of that,
Mr. Drew,

and for our business,
it is fortunate.

However, I must confess,

it is one aspect
of the French character

of which
I thoroughly disapprove.

Oh, dear, now you're talking
as a governess.

Mr. Drew,
I am talking as an Englishwoman.

I beg your pardon.

[Clears throat]

Last night, Davidoff met a man
named Laval, L-a-v-a-l,

who is attached
to the French secret service.

Davidoff has offered to sell him

the copy
of the Russo-German treaty

for, mm, 100,000 francs.

But that is astonishing,
Miss Baines!

Why should Davidoff
turn traitor?

The man is a notorious gambler.

To leave Russia would also be
to leave debts behind

his salary
could never hope to pay.

And you witnessed this meeting?

I was fortunate enough

to secure a seat in the café,
well-hidden,

but from which
I was able to overhear

much of the conversation.

[ Metal clatters ]

And is Davidoff still staying
in this hotel?

Room number...

-16.
-91.

Oh, I beg your pardon.
91.

Splendid! That's the room
next to Bellingham.

Precisely.

Davidoff is meeting Laval
later today in the café.

Thank you.

And do you know if the French
have agreed to buy?

They're going to tell him their
decision later this afternoon.

Ah.

Yes --

[ indistinct conversations]

Well, Monsieur Laval.

My government are prepared
to pay the money you asked,

providing we can be satisfied
that the treaty is genuine.

I had no doubt
that that would be your answer.

Yes, but the proof?

[Train whistle blows]

I have torn
the Kaiser's signature

from the bottom of the document.

You may take it
and have it proved.

When you have done so,
bring the money to me.

Then we can match this tear
with the bottom of the treaty.

That should satisfy you

that you are getting
what you have paid for.

I accept.

We'll meet again tomorrow.

Make it this evening.

I have a couchette
on the midnight train to Madrid.

Very well.

[Coins clinking]

I'll meet you here about 10:00.

And if you take my advice,

you will stay in your room
for the rest of the day.

Why?

I have just seen a British agent
in the foyer.

What agent?

He's known in France
as Monsieur Drew.

Drew.
William Drew.

Here he goes
under the name of Gustave,

but I understand his real name
is William.

I know the man well.

I am grateful to you
for your information.

Pas du tout.

If your document is genuine,

I shouldn't like to lose it
to the British, huh?

Till tonight, then.

A (out é Yheure.

Garcon.

That gentleman over there
needs his bill quick, please.

What?

Oh, for heaven's sake, man,
I've already paid you.

[Speaking French]

There!

[ Keys clinking]

And, Mr. Bellingham,
an experienced agent

does not leave his bill unpaid
until the last moment.

You'll know better next time.

DREW:
Well, where is he?

I'm afraid I let him get away.

DREW: Oh, well, Bellingham,
never mind.

He'll be back.

He hasn't checked out
of the hotel,

and none of his luggage
has been removed.

You seem very confident.

I have an informant, happily,
in the French ministry.

Waiter?

At present, they're endeavoring
to establish the authenticity

of this document
Davidoff is trying to sell.

Waiter?

But how long will that take?

Oh, it must be done by tonight.

He's planning to leave on
the midnight train for Madrid.

Waiter?

Then there's nothing we can do
but wait.

[inhales, groans]

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

[ Gasps 1

Aah! Aah!

[ Indistinct conversations]

Mmm.

DREW:
[Groaning, coughing]

Drew?

I'll go and get the key!

[ Giggling ]

[ Groaning ]

Vite, mademoiselle!

Drew!
Good God, what's happened?

Médecin. Médecin.

Oui, monsieur.

Steady, man, steady!

Steady!

Steady!

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

There. There.

Ugh! Ugh!

DAVIDOFF:
Come, my dear.

This is no place
for a lady of your breeding.

Garcon. Oh, garcon, a bottle
of champagne for my room --

91 -- the best.

Come, dear.

[ Breathing heavily]

[Knock on door]

Is Mr. Drew -- Good heavens.

What has happened?

- He's been poisoned...
-Oh, no.

...like Beatrice.

Is he --

Davidoff must have spotted him.

No, he'll be all right.

The doctor's given him
an antidote.

Thank God for that.

But...how did this happen?

With this.

It must have been hidden
in his towel.

Fortunately, he recognized the
danger and took immediate action

to prevent the poison
circulating in his blood.

How long will he be like this?

I don't know.

The doctor said
he must not be moved.

Then we must work without him.

Yes.

Where is that swine now?

He's gone to his room
with a...person.

We must think of a plan.

I have a plan.
I'm going to kill him.

[ Weakly ]
No, Bellingham.

Mr. Drew, thank heavens.

How do you feel?

[ Breathing heavily]

Awful.

Don't worry about Davidoff.
I'll take care of him.

No, no,
I -- I plan to visit him.

Since I cannot go to him,
he must come to me.

- Fetch him.
-But --

Do as Mr. Drew says!

DREW:
[ Breathing heavily]

Very well.

Is there anything
I can get for you?

Glass of water.

[Water pouring]

Oh, thank you.

Ohh.

Oh, thank you.

Are you sure
you feel strong enough?

I have to be, Miss Baines.

There's too much at stake.

BELLINGHAM:
Get in!

No doubt you're surprised to
find me still alive, Davidoff.

It was very silly of you to try
to work the same trick twice.

I do not understand
what you're talking about.

Please don't let us waste time.

I want the document
you took from Miss Graham.

Document?

The document you are now
trying to sell to France.

What document?

The gentleman standing behind
you is Miss Graham's fiance.

I'm sure it would give him
the greatest satisfaction

to shoot you.

So, you have your choice --
the document or your life.

No!

I think yes.

Where is it?

[ Laughs 1

This is it.

Very well.
Bellingham, let him go.

No! I can't!

Mr. Bellingham,
we always obey orders.

Now, go before I change my mind!

Why didn't you let me kill him?

Death is too quick...

and too merciful
for a scoundrel like that.

L...have informed
the Russian agents here

that he has turned traitor.

As he leaves the hotel,
he will be arrested.

He will spend
the rest of his life...

in the terrible prison
below the Lake of Schusselburg.

Schusselburg.

Schusselburg?

[ Breathing heavily]

[ Weakly ]
Schusselburg.

[ Gasping 1

BELLINGHAM:
Miss Baines!

- BAINES: Mr. Drew!
-BELLINGHAM: William!

[ Gurgling ]

[ Exhales ]

William?

Mr. Drew?