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(drumroll)

(fanfare)

(sneaky military music)

- Wait!

(knock)

(ominous fanfare)

- Come on, come on!

The military tribunal
has reached its findings.

I came at once.

- That was kind of you.

- You will forgive me

if I dispense with the trimmings.

You have been sentenced
to death by firing squad.

For crimes against the people.

- When?

- Tomorrow.

- So soon.

I believe dawn is the traditional time

for these events.

- There is, of course, an alternative.

- Of course.

A signed statement,
swearing that my husband

abused his powers as leader of the state

to corrupt, to steal.

- Your signature to these facts

will do much to assure my people

that the revolution was to usurp a tyrant.

You will read it, please.

- I have always enjoyed
well-written fiction.

(ominous brass music)

- Is she there?

- It's her.

Ground floor room, in the north wing.

- Alright, we move.

You get the car.

Vic, you come with me.

(brass sting)

Come, quickly, we have a car waiting.

- Who are you?

- Later, we have very little time.

Behind you!

(gunshots)

He's dead.

Come on.

- Get after them!

(gunshots)

- Where's Vic?

- Drive, just drive.

- They had a car waiting.

- That woman could destroy
everything I've worked for.

She must be found.

Found and killed on sight, you understand?

Killed on sight!

(rousing sixties martial music)

- This is nice.

I think I'm going to like it here.

- Here you are.

Beautiful view too, isn't it.

- Mmm, beautiful.

- John, you have a guest.

- Mr. Mannering, forgive the informality

of my visit, but I wanted to talk to you

off the record.

I will introduce myself.

I am--

- I know who you are, General.

You've been featured quite
a lot recently in the press.

- I'm flattered.

- You wouldn't be, if you could
read the editorial comment.

This is my assistant, Ms. Winfield.

- I gather the Western press
does not favor revolution.

- Not if it replaces a democratic regime

with a dictatorship.

- Democracy!

(laughs)

Is merely an archaic word,
not a political creed.

What I am trying to
achieve in this country...

- General, you didn't come
here to start a lecture tour.

What is it you want?

- You don't know?

- No.

Fill me in.

- Very well.

Shall we sit down?

- Would you call room service
and order some long, cold

drinks, please?

- Three?

- Two.

The General won't be staying.

- You have made your position
quite clear, Mannering.

Now I shall do the same.

Two months ago, before the revolution,

you received a consignment
of valuable antiques

and works of art.

- Is that a question?

- This consignment was sent to you

by the wife of the president.

Former president.

You were instructed to sell them.

- Forget the preamble, General,

get to the point.

- Very well.

You have brought the proceeds of that sale

to this country.

In cash.

I believe that it is your intention

to deliver that cash to
Madame Nicharos, true?

- Would you believe me
if I said it wasn't?

- Frankly, I wouldn't.

- Then stop trying to make
this sound like a quiz show

and say what you have to.

- Madame Nicharos is an
escaped political prisoner.

If you deliver that money
to her, wherever she is,

you will be charged with
helping her escape from justice

and will pay the penalty.

- Which is?

- Under the emergency
powers I have invoked,

the penalty is death.

Be well advised, Mannering.

Take the plane back to London,

stay out of what is a
purely domestic affair.

- Well General, the warmth of your welcome

has touched me deeply.

- Let me warn you.

I make a very ugly enemy.

- You make a very ugly friend.

- Hoo.

What were you reading on the plane?

How to Win Friends and Influence People?

(both chuckle)

- I think he understood me.

- He can also make things
very tough for you.

Coming here in person like that,

he must be taking this
Madame Nicharos thing

pretty seriously.

- Well, he should.

You know, she could unify
the country against him.

She's still got a very
big political following.

What happened to those drinks?

- Maybe they got held up while
the General poisoned them.

- I'll just unpack while we're waiting.

- John, if Madame Nicharos is on the run,

hiding out, just how do
you plan to find her?

I mean the General's got a whole army,

and he can't seem to locate her.

Where will you look.

- I won't.

She'll find me, remember
I've got a half-million bucks

of her money.

- I suppose that makes
you worth looking for.

Makes you worth killing too.

- Just get dressed for dinner, will you.

I never get killed on an empty stomach.

(street noise)

Is he still there?

- Hasn't even taken his eyes off us.

- I can't sit here all
night waiting for him

to make a move.

- Now hold on, we don't
know he's watching us.

Might have just had a row with his wife

and come out for a few drinks.

- Could be.

Could be one of the General's boys,

or somebody from Madame Nicharos.

- I'll give you five to
one he's with the General.

Who are you betting on.

- I wanna see more of the runners

before I lay out my money.

You wait here.

- Where are you going?

To take a little walk.

Be right back.

You're a lousy tail.

Now what do you want,
who are you working for?

- No one, I work for no one.

A friend asked me to deliver
a message, that's all.

- Didn't your friend ever
hear of Western Union?

- I was told to be most discrete.

- You couldn't have been more obvious

if you'd followed me in a tank.

- This isn't my line of business.

I'm a clerk.

Please, I don't want any trouble.

- Well, what's the message?

- The Temple of Mithros,
tonight, eleven o'clock.

- Go on.

- That's all.

- Oh?

- My friend said you
would know who sent it.

I know nothing more.

Please, I've done what I promised,

now let me go.

- Thank you.

I was beginning to think
I'd get stuck with the bill.

- Temple of Mithros
tonight at eleven o'clock.

- You're not going.

- Of course I am.

- Oh, now, come on, John.

Sounds like an invitation into a party

set up by the General.

- Well,

might be genuine.

- You'll go walking
into some isolated ruin

with half a million dollars on you.

You're asking for trouble.

The best way for the
General to stop the money

getting to Madame Nicharos
is to take it off you.

- That's right.

- I can't think why he hasn't
confiscated it already.

- Because he thinks I'll put up such a big

squawk with the American embassy

he'll never hear the end of it.

- So that's a pretty good reason

to take the money and make
sure that you can't squawk.

- Cordelia, your logic is brilliant,

your reasoning perfect.

- But you're still going up to the temple.

- Tonight, eleven o'clock.

- The Temple of Mithros?

- Yes, eleven o'clock.

- That's exactly the message you gave him?

- Yes, General, exactly.

- You lie.

- No, no, I swear.

This is the message I gave Mannering.

- You lie!

(yells)

- I don't want to get mixed up in this!

I'm telling you the truth!

I'm telling you the truth!

- Ten forty-five.

We still have time.

Now hear me.

I want Mannering's contact alive,

you understand?

Alive!

Second, I want the money
Mannering will be carrying.

Now go now.

Ah, one more thing.

It would be better

if Mannering did not
survive the encounter.

- But what will happen to me?

- Oh!

You!

You have been very helpful.

I appreciate it.

- Then

I can go?

- Of course.

As I say, I am in your debt.

- Thank you, sir, thank you.

(gunshot)

(ominous music)

- Hold it.

Keep your hands on the wall.

- Mister Mannering?

- Did you send that message?

- Madame Nicharos did.

I was told to meet you
here and collect the money.

Don't you have it?

- I've got it.

What authority do you have to collect it?

- I have a letter here
from Madame Nicharos.

- Okay.

- You're not taking any chances, are you?

- Half a million bucks is
worth a little caution.

- Madame Nicharos asked me to tell you

how grateful she was that
you agreed to bring the money

in cash.

- I don't often do a thing like that.

Madame Nicharos is an old friend.

How is she?

- She is safe, for the moment.

We hope to get her out of the country

by way of the boat...

- Better I shouldn't know about that.

- Of course.

Well, I will tell you only
that she is safe and well

and she has many friends.

- This checks out.

You can relax now.

- I tell you, I was very worried.

(twig snaps)

- Did you come here alone?

- Yes.

- Keep me covered.

I'll get round behind him.

- Help me, Mannering!

Help me!

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(ominous music)

- John?

You okay?

- I've felt better.

Here, take a look at that.

All I got out of it was a bruise.

- Could have been a lot worse than that.

- Power of the almighty dollar.

- Who was it, the General's men?

- That's what I figure.

When they find out that briefcase is empty

they may come back.

And we don't want to be here when they do.

- Orange juice and coffee for two.

So what comes after breakfast?

- More waiting, I'd guess.

You know we haven't a chance of finding

Madame Nicharos unless she contacts us.

- And the General won't make that easy.

- I think he will.

- But why?

- He needs a lead to her as much as we do.

When he killed my contact man last night,

he lost his chance.

So now Madame Nicharos
will have to try again.

- Look, John, she needs the
money to get out of the country.

If he stops you delivering, she's stuck.

- She's stuck, but she's still free.

Politically speaking, her
voice is still strong enough

to keep him awake at night.

In or out of the country,

she could give him a lot of trouble.

- And you think he'll
follow the money to her.

- Yeah, I think that's
about the size of it.

Half-million bucks is just a bonus.

After Madame Nicharos is dead.

(footsteps)

(knock)

- [Voice Behind Door] Nicholas.

- Well?

- It's not good.

- What did you find out?

- Peter is dead.

They must have been waiting for him.

- John Mannering, was he there too?

- I could learn nothing more.

There was another man, he too was dead.

Nobody could identify him.

Has Daniella been back?

- No.

I hoped you would have word of her.

- Nothing.

No-one has seen her.

- It's all going wrong.

Every move we plan they are ahead of us.

- But you are still free.

- Free?

Shut up in here in this room?

I can't walk down the street,

I cannot ride in a car
in case I'm recognized.

- It is not much, I know,

but Peter gave his life
so you should keep it.

- I am sorry.

- Don't be.

At least, not for the dead.

- Nick, we must know
how Daniella is, please,

go into the town and see
what you can find out.

- What if she has been taken?

- Then do not come back.

They will make her tell where I am.

And it will be all over.

- A girl just went into the hotel.

- Stay on watch.

Be ready to move in.

- Going hunting?

- Just a little insurance.

Seems that bullets are the
hard currency in this town.

- Premium's been pretty high already.

- Well, let's just say
that I'm a bad risk.

- Well if we're gonna sit around,

I think I'll buy some magazines.

- I am from Madame Nicharos.

- Been expecting you.

Come in.

- The girl has contacted Mannering.

She's with him now.

I have, uh,

put men in all key positions,
radio instructions.

- Have your men move in.

I want every door and window
in that hotel watched.

Do not attempt to stop
Mannering if he should leave.

He is to be followed, you understand?

I want him to have complete
freedom of movement.

Confirm.

- Confirm and comply.

I will report any developments.

Breaking contact.

- It's unlikely they'll
move before nightfall.

But when they do, then I've got them.

- We must go onward.

- But onto what?

You don't know where Daniella is.

You don't know what's become of the money.

There are too many risks.

At least you'll be safe at the farm.

- For a day?

Two days?

I cannot live like that.

If we get to the ship,

then I will have a good chance.

- And if not?

- You know as well as I do.

- I think you use your courage foolishly.

- Courage?

No.

It is fear that is
making me want to go on.

I am running away because I am afraid.

Deathly afraid.

They have sentenced me to death.

If...

When the time came,

they started to march me out,

I do not think I would have the strength

to fight any longer.

I would sign their statement.

I would say anything they wanted me to.

I am afraid.

I'm afraid.

- No, not you.

Frightened, yes, but not afraid.

There is a difference.

- Peeping Tom still watching?

- Yeah, he's pretty good.

- Will I pass?

- I think so.

If they don't get too close to look.

- I hope not.

A lot depends on it.

You think he's still keeping tabs?

- It's too dark to see but
I'm sure he's out there.

- You are ready?

- Ready.

No need to wait any longer.

Just stand around the
front of the window there

for a few minutes, let him
get a good look at you.

Give me an hour,

that's all I'll need if things go right.

- Right.

- You all set?

- Yep.

- Alright, we'll give 'em
the whole performance.

Full cloak and dagger.

- All units,

the Baron and the contact girl just left.

They have gone along the balcony,

re-entered the hotel three rooms along.

This is a general alert.

Be ready for them.

- Don't hurry.

Give 'em time.

Alright, you can move
off now, nice and easy.

- Stay with them.

Far enough back not to be obvious.

- They're right with us.

- Don't make it tough for them.

That should do it.

- (inaudible) watch, radio instructions.

- Mannering's assistant,
she is still at the hotel?

- Yes, just drawn the curtains,

I imagine she's settling in for the night.

- She's not important now.

Report back here as soon as possible.

Mannering was here at the last report,

giving him a lot of time.

I want him!

Where are they headed/

- It's time we made our move.

- Alright.

- There's something.

- A truck?

- Can't see yet, close up on it.

Wait til we hit a curve
and then move up fast.

I want to lose sight of that
tail for about ten seconds.

- Shouldn't be too tough.

- They're trying something.

Move up, hold them!

- Easy now.

Alright, move up.

See you.

Give 'em a good run.

- Alright fellas, let's
see if you can drive.

- Careful, careful.

Ay, yay, yay, Garas, watch it, careful!

- Oh.

My I turn down the beds, madame?

- Oh, oh, yes.

Carry on.

I was just on my way out.

- Hello?

Let me talk to the security
officer in the lobby, please.

- Hi.

How'd it go?

- It all worked perfectly.

- Nobody tried to follow you, did they?

- No.

I'm sure of it.

How did you make out?

- Fine.

- Better get started.

How far is it from here
to Madame Nicharos?

- We can walk it in half an hour.

You think Cordelia will be alright?

- Fine, having a ball, I imagine.

- He's here!

She's gone.

She's gone!

- She could be downstairs somewhere.

I'll take a look.

- I've got it, John!

- Cover the other side of the building!

The rest of you move in!

- The streets are full
of troops and police.

- But we can't fight them, not that many.

- We have to, they won't
be taking prisoners.

(gunshots)

Stay out of the line of fire.

Keep away from that door.

(gunshots)

(dramatic music)

(gunshots)

Come on.

(gunshots)

Get going.

- You're coming?

I'll be right behind you, now move.

(glass breaking)

- Get after them!

Get down to the street.

- Nothing.

Everyone's still searching, but, uh...

- Mannering's very clever.

Two games out of three he's won.

The law of averages should
give me the next one.

- First we have to find him.

- We'll find him.

He won't quit til he delivers that money.

Sooner or later he'll find his way

to Madame Nicharos

and then we'll be ready.

- It's easier to say.

We've been searching
for her for two weeks.

- Ah, but then, we did
not know where to look.

- What is it?

- See for yourself.

- "Kutor."

That means something?

- It means we've got him.

Simply that, we've got him.

- What do we do now?

- Well that depends on
what Madame Nicharos

said in that note.

- It just said, "the Farm,"
it's a hideout in the hills.

She was only going to use
it in case of emergency.

- How far is that?

- 70 or 80 kilometers.

- Be tough to get there without transport.

General's gonna have roadblocks up.

- But we don't have to get there.

She has to be back tomorrow night.

- Why?

- Because all the
arrangements have been made.

There's a ship in the harbor.

For the right price, the
captain will do anything.

He has agreed to smuggle her out.

- This captain,

is he trustworthy?

- I doubt it.

But for money, he will keep his bargain.

- Then let's see if we can't
buy ourselves a little cover.

- What do you want?

- I want to see the captain.

- For what?

- I want to fulfill a boyhood ambition

and run away to sea.

- Wait here.

- I often wondered what
happened to the Marie Celeste.

- Madame Nicharos was
not thinking of taking

a pleasure cruise.

- It's not exactly the
greyhound of the ocean,

I hope she's in no hurry.

- Once we are outside
the three mile limit,

it can take all the time it wants.

- What time is Madame
Nicharos due to arrive,

by the way?

- Sometime tomorrow.

She will be here before it sails.

- You wanted to see me?

- You the skipper?

- Captain Brandt.

What is it you want?

- I wanted to take a short sea-trip.

For my health.

- You look pretty healthy to me.

- I want to keep it that way.

- Well, we're a cargo ship,

we don't take passengers.

- Oh, well that's not the way I heard it.

As a matter of fact,

I understand there's a friend of mine

who's planning to come
aboard tomorrow night.

- You know about that.

But it doesn't make any difference,

that was a very special case.

- So you think some of this
might make us a special case?

(laughs)

- It might.

That and some more like it.

- I want to ride the ship, not buy it.

- Well, let's discuss it
in my cabin, shall we?

It's far more comfortable down there.

Call this just a boarding fee, shall we?

Follow me, then.

It's the luck of the game.

- Welcome aboard, Mr. Mannering.

You can take her gag off now.

- You alright?

- Somebody betrayed us.

Who?

- Madame Nicharos herself.

Very careless.

A scrap of paper with the word Kutor.

Kutor!

A small sea-port in Yugoslavia.

It was not difficult to
check the destination

of all the ships in port.

- Captain Brandt here was
working both sides of the street.

- The General was very generous.

- Well, you've got it made.

All you have to do now is
sit here and wait for her.

- Absolutely right.

(fight sounds)

You can find a place for them somewhere?

- I'm sure we can arrange it, General.

- A moment.

I'm sure Mannering will
want this delivered

to Madame Nicharos.

Before I confiscate it.

- Oh, uh, I'll bring the champagne later.

- Alright, now let's try it again.

- It's no use, John,
I just can't reach it.

- Sure you can.

Try.

- It's no good.

- We need the tray.

- Just throw it to me.

- Well, after all that,

I hope you're not just gonna
use it as a backscratcher.

- Starting to get dark.

You better check the dock gates
and the rest of the harbor.

- Yessir.

- Apart from the usual dock police,

I want no one else around.

No one.

The whole area is to
seem absolutely normal.

See to it.

- We've been lucky this far.

- Let's hope it holds just one hour more.

- Well?

- Everything is ready.

- Good.

Your ship is ready to sail.

- All we have to do is cast off, General.

- Excellent.

Have your men make the usual
preparations for sailing.

She must suspect nothing.

You will meet her at the gangway

and bring her here to me.

- There will be no mistakes, General.

- I know.

You had better get up there.

She shall arrive any minute now.

- You want I should go aboard with you?

- Thank you, but no.

I will be alright from here.

How soon can we be underway, Captain?

- At once.

- I will feel much
safer when we are beyond

the three-mile limit.

Thank you.

- Madame.

- Well what about us?

- No time now, later.

- The ship will sail in a few minutes.

You may stay aboard, travel to safety.

If you sign this statement.

- You know my answer.

- And you know the alternative.

The sentence of the military
tribunal will be carried out.

- That does not change anything.

- Get the car.

You will be taken to Salenka
Jail to await execution.

As soon as I can arrange it!

(muffled yelling)

- Excuse me, General,

but isn't part of this mine?

- This, Captain, is the
property of the State.

- Now wait a minute,
General, we had agreed

- You have been of
considerable service to us.

For that reason, I shall not charge you

with conspiring to aid the
escape of a political prisoner.

- That'll do.

- Thank you, Captain.

Come.

- General.

It breaks my heart to see all that money

going off my ship.

You think we could do
some sort of deal still,

Mr. Mannering?

- Why I think so.

- Take care of things here, will you?

Let's get the ship under way.

- Madame Nicharos?

- She's waiting upstairs.

- Have any trouble?

- Not a bit.

- What about them?

- Oh, when we get outside the limit,

Captain Brandt will radio for a boat

to come out and pick them up.

- You'll let them go?

- Well, why not?

With Madame Nicharos free,
whatever he's got to go back to

won't lost very long.

- I suppose so.

Personally, I'd throw them to the sharks.

- I'm not so sure they'd want him.

(inspiring brass theme plays)