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Come on, come on, you know me.

Hey, what's the big idea?

Captain Carson been in tonight?

He shoved off a long time ago.

Well, he called in. Tell him I got his case all wrapped up.

Tell him the rat he's after took the cheese I laid out.

Okay, Sherlock.

I'll tell him.

What's going on in here? It's Sergeant Harwell, sir. Looks like somebody's beat

his brains out. He's dead or in a macro, sir.

Military police, Captain Carson speaking.

Yes, Colonel.

The German police got roadblocks set up.

Nobody is leaving or entering Karlstadt. They don't stop.

Yes, Colonel.

Yes, I'll keep you informed.

Sir?

Autopsy report, sir.

What's it say? He died of old age?

No, sir. It says that Sergeant Harald... Had his skull busted in a dozen places

and his brain spread out from hell to breakfast.

Yeah, I know.

You got the Berlin number yet?

They don't answer, sir. Keep on trying.

They find any fingerprints on the gun? They're working on it, sir, but they

don't think they'll find any.

I guess it doesn't matter.

The killer's got just one place to go, and when he gets there, you wish he

hadn't.

Okay, anyway, that's it. They answer yet?

No, sir. If you ask me, there's nobody there. I'm not asking you. I'm telling

you to keep on ringing.

Hey, we happen to want you to keep on trying Berlin.

Who is it?

Mrs. Hoffman.

Oh. Just a minute. I will open the door.

Come in, please. I hope I'm not late. No. I always forget that there's so much

traffic in Berlin nowadays.

Oh, may I introduce? This is my lawyer, Carl von Schicht. This is Grant.

How do you do?

Carl offered to carry my luggage. He didn't know what he was taking on.

He soon found out.

They're full of gold ingots.

I hope you will like the apartment. Oh, it's wonderful.

Didn't I tell you, Carl?

Yes, you did, yes.

Come and take a look.

I always wanted to live in a penthouse.

Mrs. O 'Brien, you must excuse me, but I have a train to catch.

I had a telegram.

They do not think my sister will live long.

I'm so sorry.

Maybe you could drive Mrs. Grant to the station.

Nothing would give me greater pleasure.

No, no, thank you. I have a taxi waiting.

I put the groceries you ordered in the kitchen.

Well, I think you know where everything is.

Silver, linen? If I don't, I can find them.

I feel badly washing off like this. But my sister has no one else to help her.

I understand.

Here are the keys.

I hope you will be very comfortable.

I'm sure I will be.

Oh, I nearly forgot.

There is one case still in the bedroom.

It contains the things of my husband.

I will send for it in a day or two.

You do not mind?

No, no, of course not. Thank you. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Mr. Frank, how about a forwarding address?

Address?

I don't know.

My sister may have to be moved to the hospital.

And if that happens, I may have to go with her.

I shall write and let you know. Goodbye.

But what is your sister's...

Was she like that when you came to look over

the place?

You mean dangling? Exactly.

It didn't strike me.

Cigarette? No, no. Thank you. Not at the moment.

Speaking as a lawyer, I wouldn't want her as my witness.

She's worried about her sister.

Well, if you ask me, people don't usually get in such a state over their

sisters. Husbands, yes.

Lovers, yes. But sisters?

Where do you want these?

In the bedroom, please.

All right.

Why do you sigh?

Because I feel good.

It's wonderful to feel cut off from the world.

Alone. Just now you said you were aching to start work again.

So I am.

Well,

it's not a contradiction.

This way I have the best of both worlds.

Down there, people, bright lights.

And up here, peace and quiet.

And a fabulous rent.

I can afford it.

Then why work? You don't need to.

Aren't you getting sick of all those people gaping at you night after night?

Not if it gives them pleasure and they are willing to pay for it.

Suppose you get lonely.

I can always call 714178.

And you expect me to come running?

Will you come?

Yes, I suppose so.

But if I were here in the apartment already, you wouldn't need to telephone.

Yes, I know.

Perhaps one day.

But at the moment, I'm not in the marrying mood.

Not after last time. With me it would be different.

I'm sure it would be.

But just now I fancy myself as a spinster.

Sounds awfully dull.

Yes.

But that's the way I want it.

Well, I must get back.

Already? Yes.

Well, I'll see you out.

Oh, don't bother.

Oh, darling, you really will call if there's anything, eh? Of course.

Come. Yes?

If there was anyone.

It would be you.

Who are you? There's no need to panic. I won't hurt you.

I'd rather you didn't do that.

What are you doing here, anyway?

I live here.

This is my apartment.

I don't think so. As a matter of fact, it's mine.

Yours? Well, this is number 72, isn't it?

Yes. Well, I'm Baxter Grant, and this is my apartment.

Now, where's my wife?

I don't know. Oh, come on, now.

She left this afternoon.

I don't know where she has gone.

She told you not to tell.

No.

She rented me the apartment for six months.

What the hell she did?

Do you mind if I have a drink?

No.

I sure needed that.

Do you have anything to eat? Some crackers?

I'm not sure I have any.

They're in the blue tin in the cupboard, second shelf.

I'll go and look.

I'll come with you.

Are you really Mrs. Grant's husband?

Sure I am. Haven't I got an honest face?

At the moment, I can't see much of it.

I'll have a shower and a shave, and then I'll be more presentable.

Just a minute. You don't live here anymore, remember?

This apartment's in my name. There's no sublet clause in the lease. I have a

moral right to the bathroom.

You still don't believe me, do you?

I'm not sure.

Maybe this will convince you.

Mate?

Medical Corps? I know, I know. God help the United States.

Are you on leave?

Well... I see.

Let's just say I left my job without permission and that the authorities

too happy about it.

Neither am I.

That's a bit hard, isn't it?

I wasn't expecting to run a boarding out for deserter.

Major Grant, I make a deal with you. Yeah?

You can have a bath and a shave and I get you a meal.

Then you vanish the way you came in.

By the way, how did you get in?

Through the service door to the terrace.

Anna never remembers to lock it.

I'll remember.

From now on, it will stay locked. And you leave by the front door.

Okay, after I've had a handful of sleep.

Oh, no.

I'll leave before it's light.

You leave right after you have eaten.

Whatever you say.

We'll settle for a meal and a bath.

I'm very grateful.

Where will you go when you leave here?

Why, to Anna, of course, if you'll tell me where she is.

She's gone to her sister.

What? Her sister.

Who told you that?

She did.

It's the one who is dying.

Dying?

Yes. This is why she rented me the apartment.

Oh, no.

That's so funny. You wouldn't understand.

I could try.

Anna has no sister.

Not living, dead, or even dying.

How do you like your coffee? Black, please.

You know, when I was standing... Thank you. When I was standing in back of that

door, I had you figured for an intellectual type.

I never thought you could cook.

How long were you out there?

Oh, quite a while.

What were you waiting for?

For Anna to come in.

How long since you've seen her?

About six months.

I might as well tell you we were separated.

Then why come looking for her now?

Well, something's come up that we have to discuss.

I see.

I guess it's time to do the dishes.

You mean, Mrs. Hoffman, don't ask any more awkward questions.

There's nothing I'd like better than to pour it all out.

But that would only involve you in something you're better out of.

Let's forget it, huh?

Look, you've trusted me. I don't see why I shouldn't trust you.

You don't have to tell me anything.

I'd like to, if I may.

I'm in trouble.

Bad trouble.

It all started a week ago when a military policeman, a guy named Carson,

into my dispensary and said he had reason to believe I was selling drugs to

black market boys in the other zone.

What made him say that?

Well, all drugs are under the direct supervision of a medical officer. That's

me.

They're kept in a locked vault, and I have the only key.

Two nights before, someone had opened the vault with a key and stolen

everything. Seems to me that doesn't give him the right to call you a drug

peddler.

I was the only one with the key.

It could have lost it, or it could have been stolen, couldn't it?

It could have been, but it wasn't.

And that's all the proof you have?

No. Two days ago, Carson came up with something else.

He told me that Anna has a bank account in Berlin with something like 200 ,000

marks on it.

That's a lot of money.

More than a major earns.

Does she really have that much?

I don't know.

I only have Carson's word to go on. That's why I've got to find Anna. Any

No, that's all.

I've got to find out if she really has that much cash. And if she has, I've got

to know where it came from.

I think she will tell you.

Well, if she doesn't, nobody else can.

That's why the minute this thing happened, I let out for Berlin and Anna.

What would you do in my place?

You really want to know?

Yep.

Go straight back and give myself up. Go back? After what I've been through? You

know how impossible it is to get to Berlin without papers.

I had to hide under a truckload of potatoes, and even then they nearly

at one checkpoint.

Still, at least it would look as though you were innocent.

And then what?

Sit back and let them find Anna for you.

And if they can't find her?

They will.

She wouldn't talk to them if they did. You don't know Anna.

She's neurotic, hysterical.

I'm the only one that can get anything out of her. I remember one time... Don't

go.

Go into the bedroom.

No. Frau Grant has gone away.

I'm Frau Hoffmann.

Your husband, is he here?

I have no husband.

I am divorced.

I see.

I'm Detective Adler, Berlin police.

Permit me.

What is it you want?

You're a friend of Frau Grant?

No. I merely rented the apartment from her.

Perhaps you're a friend of Major Grant.

I don't know Major Grant.

The American military police have reason to believe that he's here. I've been

asked to search for him.

And I tell you, he's not here. I regret I must satisfy myself on that point.

I won't have you searching the apartment. If you are telling the truth,

nothing to fear.

No.

Will you get out of my bathroom?

I've done my duty.

Now, if you will please excuse me, I will go and report that you have spoken

truth.

Major Curran.

Yes?

Peter Grant.

No, it's getting colder.

Warmer.

My first thought was to hide under the bed.

It's a good thing I didn't.

I wonder.

What did he want, just me?

Yes, just you.

The military police has asked the Berlin police to help find you.

Thanks for not giving me away.

Why should I?

I'm not an informer anymore than you are a drug peddler. All the same, I had no

right to put you into such a position.

What do you mean?

You lied to him. He's the lawyer.

I don't like policemen forcing their way into my home.

What are you doing?

A meal and a bath are one thing, but you don't have to purge yourself for me.

You can't go now.

Look. There's a limit to how big a heel a heel can be.

Wait a moment.

Come

here.

Keep your head down.

Look down there.

And there's another one on this side.

Probably another downstairs, waiting by the elevator.

What are you going to do? I don't know, but I can't stay here. You said

yourself... I know what I said.

But the circumstances have changed.

The least I can do is offer you bed and breakfast.

Coming home?

What's your first name?

Lily.

Wait a minute.

You have to manage on that, I'm afraid.

The sofa and I are old friends.

I've slept the longer part of my married life on it.

What is she really like?

Anna? That's a good question.

She's attractive enough, you've seen her.

But like I said, she's unstable, neurotic.

Lately, I've had the impression she's... What?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

Have you any children?

She had a son.

Well, that was before we were married. I adopted him, as a matter of fact.

Was he nice?

He's not a bad kid.

Anna's always spoiled him.

I've done my best to redress the balance.

He's in the army now, or I can keep an eye on him. At least I could until this

happened.

Well, that's that.

Help yourself to cigarettes.

But don't burn the place down. We are a long way from the ground.

I'll be careful, I promise.

Lily,

you know something?

I think I'm going to like it here.

I still think that you should go back.

Maybe I will when I've seen Anna.

You must do what you think best.

Good night.

Good night.

outside, sir.

Show him in, Carpal. Show him in.

You sent for me, sir?

Oh, but sure.

We don't follow the book in this office unless we want to.

Now, let's see.

You were born in Alsace, July 10, 1941.

Mother's name, Anna Ducon.

Father, unknown.

My father was a German officer, sir.

SS group, if you're... Well, if that's what your mother told you, it's okay

me.

See, after the war, your mother and you were in a DP camp at Wiesbaden.

Your mother married Major Grant, then Lieutenant Grant, December 11, 1946.

Then you were legally adopted by Grant on March 28, 1949, Camp Kearney,

California, and given his name.

Following your induction, you were transferred here at the Major's request.

Oh, clean record.

Recommended for corporal.

Recommendation now in the works.

Well, that just about does it, eh?

Yes.

Now, son, I want you to be absolutely frank with me.

Which comes first in your loyalties?

Your father, well, not your real father, I mean Major Grant, or your country,

the United States of America?

Maybe some people wouldn't understand, sir.

But my country comes first.

Good.

Now I'm going to ask you to help your country.

You know your father is wanted for questioning.

You also know that your father, to all intents and purposes, is a deserter.

Excuse me, sir, but there's a call for Private Grant from Berlin.

Main message said to have the call transferred here, like you told me last

night. Yeah, I know.

Use that phone. Place the call. Number and street address.

Fasten it.

Hello? Stefan Grant?

Yes.

I'm calling to find out where your mother is. Do you know?

No, I don't.

And if you're calling for my father, I mean Major Grant, you better tell him to

report back here. He's only making more trouble for himself.

Who is this?

Are you sure you don't know?

No, I don't. Even if I did, I...

Did you speak to him? Does he know where she is?

I couldn't get anything out of him. He was very suspicious, so in the end I

up.

I'm very sorry.

I've got to get out of here.

It's just a matter of time before Cartman shows up, and there'll be no

from that bloodhound.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are now approaching Berlin, and in a few moments

be landing at Tempelhof.

Will you kindly extinguish your cigarettes and fasten your seatbelts?

I used to sing that one.

I didn't know you were a singer.

No, thanks.

A lot of things you don't know about me.

Mrs. Hoffman?

Yes.

Captain Curtin, U .S. Military Police.

I want to talk to you.

I was just going to bed. Oh, I will keep you well.

I thought I rented an apartment.

Not a police station.

What's your telephone number?

I don't know. Come off it.

I don't know.

I haven't been here long enough to remember.

Well, I'll tell you what it is.

1 -7 -2 -4 -5 -5.

If you don't believe me, take a look.

Right.

Suppose you take a look.

2 -4 -3 -5 -8 -1.

Is that the house phone?

How should I know?

I only moved in yesterday.

Porter, there's a telephone listed at this address, 172455. Need anything to

you?

Well, I see.

Okay.

It's the phone in the lobby.

That's the same thing.

I want to ask you a few questions.

What's wrong with the morning?

Oh, it's a long way off.

Things work fast in my world.

Show me how fast.

What do you want to know?

That's better.

You rented this apartment from Mrs.

Grant. Yes. You known her long?

Not before I moved in. Ever met her husband?

No, I never laid eyes on him.

I know that's what you told the German police.

But it doesn't necessarily mean that you're telling the truth.

You may be his mistress.

Who are you ringing?

My lawyer.

Carl von Schick. I'd like to meet him.

So you shall.

He will be very interested to know what you are accusing me of.

Look, Mrs. Hoffman, your character doesn't bother me.

I've got a job to do. I don't care how I do it as long as I get results.

And I will get results.

Cigarette?

Mind if I do?

I don't care what you do.

Maybe when you get to know me better, you'd feel more like answering my

questions.

Now, how can we bring that about?

A game of gravel.

I know.

Music. I love music. Play something for me. I don't play.

Don't you?

You might as well have a drink.

I said don't you.

Don't I what?

Play the piano, Mrs. Ashman.

Only for my own amusement.

I'm a singer.

I see.

That's real drinking liquor. Thanks.

You know, I still say you'd like me if you got to know me.

I'd like you if you got to know me, too.

So you do play.

Not publicly, I understand, but you do play.

Because I heard you out in the hall.

You play for me now?

No.

Where is he?

Grant. I've never met him. Haven't you? Are you sure?

How often do I have to say it? No.

He's been here.

He has not. I say he has.

This is insanity.

I just moved in.

To make a hideout for him?

I told you, I don't know anything about him.

You're a lousy liar.

And for the last time, where is Grant?

Okay, we'll play it the hard way.

Why are you going... Don't worry, I got a church warrant.

Well, maybe he's here, maybe he isn't.

A two will get you ten. He's been here. There's someone in the building right

now.

Then search the other flats and leave me alone.

I don't think I won't.

Even if the other names aren't as easy to look at as you are.

Okay, but he could have been there.

How are you, sir?

I'm never satisfied.

You've got a terrace out there, haven't you?

I think I like that cigarette now.

Changed your mind, eh?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

The idea is to draw your breath in.

The place for a little loveness.

You know, the next 48 -hour pass I get, I could spend... Well,

the moon and all, you wouldn't have to invite me more than once.

I'd go for this.

Have you seen enough?

I guess so.

Yeah, I've had enough.

I must ask you to go now.

I'm very tired.

I would like to go to bed. Oh, don't be that way. It's early yet.

So far, I've been asking all the questions.

Don't you want to ask me if you... Such as?

Well, I should think you'd want to know why Grant has got to come back here

sooner or later.

Isn't this the last place he would come to? Uh -uh. He's got to see his wife.

But she isn't here.

Maybe he doesn't know that.

Or if he does, he figures he'd be back one of these days.

Why does he have to see her?

Because she's got the money, and he needs money to get plain away.

What?

If he shows up, I'll let you know.

Take my tip.

Don't answer the door unless you know who it is.

Oh, not that there's much risk, because I got a man down there day and night.

Do you think he's dangerous?

Lady, you don't know how dangerous.

He's got everything to gain and nothing to lose.

Yes? Is Captain Carson there?

Captain Carson?

No, he is not here.

Who is it? Are you sure?

What? You're sure he's not there?

Yes, I'm sure.

There's no one here.

Thanks. Who is calling?

Hello?

Hello?

Lily!

Lily.

Ah, good morning, Mrs. Hoffman.

Allow me.

Let me carry that bag, won't you?

There's no need. Oh, but I'd like to.

My, but you've been a busy shopper this morning, haven't you?

Oh, now, look what I've done.

Don't worry, no damage.

Hey, what do we have here?

Bandages?

Cotton wool?

Sutures?

Surgical spirit?

What goes on here? Are you starting up your own hospital?

That's right.

Who's the first patient today?

You.

If you force your way in again.

It'd be worth it for the pleasure of being nursed by you.

There we are. As good as new.

Are you sure it's all right?

Well, that's what the doctor said.

Don't worry. It'll all be healed up by tomorrow.

I saw Carson in the lobby.

What did he want?

He was very interested in the Red Cross kid.

What did you tell him? Nothing.

But I have a feeling he'll be back.

Hello?

Oh, it's you.

Thank you very well. And you?

Yes, I'm quite alone.

Tonight?

Oh, yes, of course. I'd love to.

Yes, I can get away right after the show. You come to the dressing room?

Fine, then we go and eat somewhere.

All right.

Goodbye.

Who was that?

A friend of mine is taking me to supper after the show.

What show?

Mine. I told you I'm a singer.

Tonight I'm going back to work again. I'm opening at the Neue Ewa.

What happens to me?

I think you better stay home.

Don't you? Suppose somebody comes.

I have to go away again.

What if they have a key?

Nobody has.

Anyway, you can lock the door behind me. And don't open it until I ring. How

will I know it's you?

We'll have a call.

I give three short rings and two long ones.

Please don't go.

But I must.

Why?

It's my job.

You could say you weren't feeling well.

And they'd come around looking for me.

Is that what you want?

I don't know what I want.

I'm sorry.

It's just being cooped up all the time like a prisoner.

You don't know. You can't know what it's like.

I remember when I was ten years old.

I took the subway by myself from Brooklyn to Manhattan.

We were under the East River when the power failed.

I'll never forget my feeling of complete helplessness.

I was stuck, and there was nothing I could do about it.

And now I'm stuck again.

Only this time, the subway's in the sky.

I understand.

I'll be home as soon as I can.

Love isn't love if your heart is not aflame

Love isn't love if it's just a gentle game

When it comes there's no doubt for your head starts to spin

You can't get yourself out of the state that you got yourself

in Love isn't love

Till you're burning with desire.

Love isn't love till your glass will be on fire.

Oh, I know what I say cause I learned it from you.

And love isn't love till it throws you through and through.

Love isn't love if the urge can be denied.

Love isn't love till you're swept off on the tide.

When you suddenly feel there's a fabulous glow.

Then you know that it's real.

And the moment has come to let yourself go.

Isn't love till it almost wears you out?

Isn't love till you feel you wanna shout?

Take me into your arms, darling, show me it's true.

That love isn't love.

Love isn't love.

Love isn't love.

Till I'm making love with you.

Just you.

Just you.

Just a

minute.

Come in.

What are you doing here?

Well, you said come in.

Well, I didn't know it was you. I was expecting somebody else.

Grant?

Will you please get out?

Okay, I can take a hint.

I just dropped back to congratulate you. You really can sing.

Thank you.

You doubted it?

I doubt everything until I prove it.

You must have a miserable life.

I get along.

Well, other man?

Yes. And let yourself out.

Oh, am I intruding? Of course not.

Carl, this gentleman has been pestering me for the last two days.

I want you to do something about it. You mean Captain Carson?

You know him? Of course I do.

Well, I give up.

Just shows you never know who your friends are, do you?

Good night. Good night, Captain.

How long have you known him?

He came to see me today.

What for?

To ask me some questions.

Does he ever do anything else?

If what he did tell me was true, Lily, you're behaving very foolishly.

And if it isn't?

Carson has very good reason for thinking Grant has been in the apartment.

And recently.

Why didn't you report it to him when he asked you to? Because he hasn't been

there. Carl, what am I going to do about Carson?

Is he allowed to force his way into my apartment, burst into my dressing room,

across me in the street?

You are my lawyer.

Can't you do something about that?

Well, I've talked to him, but I can't promise it'll work.

Lily, are you absolutely sure you haven't talked to Grant? Not even on the

telephone? For the last time, no.

All right, then we'll talk about it over supper, hmm?

I'd rather go home if you don't mind.

I don't feel like supper. All right.

I'll wait outside while you change.

Yes, perfect.

There are two more outside.

They're only there for your protection.

Grant may turn up at any time. But if he does, he will be very glad Carson went

to so much trouble.

When you talk, you'd think the man was a homicidal maniac.

How do you know he isn't?

May I come up for a few minutes?

No, Carl. I'd rather you didn't. I'm very tired.

Good night.

Good night, then.

Thanks.

Thank you.

I was trying it out as a new hiding place, but there was no door handle on

inside and I couldn't get out.

I thought you had gone.

Would you have minded?

What did you say?

I said good morning.

Is that all?

Is that all? Isn't that enough?

I tell you, it's the best darn morning I've seen in years.

Today I could face a dozen Carsons.

Please don't.

Not if you love me.

If I love you.

What do you mean?

Then why don't you tell her so?

All right, then I'll tell her myself.

Yes, she's here now.

Yes?

Goodbye.

Your friend Carlton, he still thinks you are hiding someone in the apartment.

In a way, he's right.

Carl, I have to tell you something.

Yes?

You're the last person I want to tell.

But I must.

Even if it hurts you.

I'm in love with someone.

I see.

Who is he?

No one you know.

Does he feel the same way?

Yes. Are you sure?

Positive.

I wish you'd told me before.

I couldn't.

Only a few days ago, when you moved in, you said, there isn't anyone.

But if there were, it would be you.

I know.

I simply don't understand.

You mean to say it was someone you knew before?

No. So Carlton was right.

There was a man there.

Yes, he was right.

If you'd only told him before that it wasn't Grant, but whoever it was, you

would have saved everyone a lot of trouble.

I didn't want to tell anyone, least of all you.

Carlton, would you tell Carlton for me?

Yes, I suppose so.

I don't want to lose your friendship, Master.

Of course not.

But I can't promise to be a friend of the whole family.

Maybe one day you will change your mind about that.

I only hope you don't get hurt again.

Because this time I won't be there to pick up the pieces.

Yes? Herr Gottlieb see you, sir.

We'll have to wait.

I must not keep you from your next client.

I don't want that on my conscience.

Lil...

Well,

check up and make it fast.

Let me know the minute you're here. Right.

Ah, good morning, Mrs. Grant. Sit down, won't you? No, thank you.

I was on my way up to my apartment, but the policeman stopped me.

No point in going up. Mrs. Hoffman isn't there.

I know.

I waited till I saw her go out.

And how did you propose to get in?

I have a key.

Key.

No, you can go to jail for that, breaking and entering.

It's my own apartment.

Not anymore, it isn't.

Look, look, it's very important.

There is something I left behind, and I must get it. I'm afraid not.

Sit down, Mrs. Grant. There are a few things I want to say to you.

Well? What happened to the money?

What money? The 200 ,000 marks.

It was in your account on Monday. Now it isn't.

It's my money.

I can do what I like with it.

That's not what you told me.

You said your husband gave it to you to deposit.

So he did.

But you've drawn it out in cash.

You can't prove that.

I can if I have to.

Mrs. Grant, don't you know that it's a criminal offense to give aid and comfort

to a fugitive in justice?

Do you think I would give it to him?

Why not?

He needed it to get out of the country, so you drew it out ready to give to him,

isn't that it?

Maybe I drew it out just so he couldn't get his hands on it.

Could be.

But for your sake, I hope you're telling the truth.

I'm not a liar, Captain Carson.

May I go now?

I guess so.

Oh, there's Mrs. Hoffman coming back.

You would have been caught in the act if you'd gone up, wouldn't you?

Mrs. Hoffman, I wonder if you wouldn't mind if I came upstairs for a minute.

There is something I forgot.

Is this your idea, too? No, nothing to do with me.

I have to make a very personal telephone call. If you don't mind waiting five

minutes, I'll ring down at the house phone when I'm finished.

Thank you.

Why should she stay with five minutes unless she has something to ask?

Well, you heard what the lady said. She has a very personal call to make.

I wonder who, too.

What happened to you? I'll tell you later.

Anna's downstairs.

She's coming up here. Good. Now we're getting somewhere.

I'm not so sure Carson is with her.

Oh. I don't know whether you'll come up or not.

You can't take the chance. Okay, okay. I'll go out on the terrace.

If she's alone, fine.

If Carson's with her, well, at least you can get her address.

This is Mrs. Hoffman.

Will you tell Mrs. Grant that she can come up now?

Thank you.

Come in, Mrs.

Grant. The person I wanted to talk to wasn't in, so I didn't need the five

minutes. You're very kind.

I've been having a lot of trouble since you left.

With people looking for your husband.

Yes, I know.

I thought they would catch him before he got here.

Did you, Mrs. Grant?

Yes.

And here am I, bothering you some more.

Well, that's all right.

Please, may I look for something?

Oh, it's just an envelope with some papers in it. I thought I had taken it

me, but I can't find it. Go right ahead.

Oh, thank you.

Have you used these rolls?

No. Oh.

I was sure it was...

I'm so forgetful.

But if I could look in the bedroom... Of course.

Thank you.

May I ask you another favor?

What is it?

I'm frightened to be here with the door closed.

Do you mind if we have it open?

You're frightened of me?

Not of you. Of other things.

With the door open, I'm safe.

Captain Catherine is outside.

Captain Carson.

You know she's mental, don't you?

Is she now?

It's paranoia. You don't say.

She thinks her husband is going to kill her.

Oh, is that what paranoia means?

Mrs. Hoffman, what fancy name would you use for the delusion that everyone is

wrong except you?

Mrs. Grant's.

She likes the door open. Makes her feel safer.

Oh, you don't mind, eh?

He's been here.

Some of these clothes are missing.

Captain Carson, I know he's been here. His suitcase is in Toronto where I left

it. What do you know about this?

Well, it's quite simple.

She left the suitcase in the bedroom. It was on my way, so I moved it.

It wasn't properly fastened, so everything scattered on the floor.

So I repacked it, that's all.

She's lying.

My husband has been here, I can tell.

And she's seen him.

I know she has.

Have you?

Yes. Yes, I've seen him.

The first evening I moved in.

Where is he now?

I don't know.

He left the same night.

What a bird brain you turned out to be.

Where did he say he was going? He was looking for you. He wants to talk to

I knew it.

Why shouldn't you talk to him?

I have my reasons.

I'll say she's got her reasons.

Are you all finished? I've got to get down to headquarters.

I'll come too. Wait for me.

What's the matter?

I told him you'd been here.

I lost my temper. I couldn't help it. I antagonized Anna. I didn't get her

address. Oh, it doesn't matter.

But it does.

She'll be back. Don't worry.

You think so?

I know so.

Oh, Daddy, I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.

But I wonder what she was looking for.

Hello, Carl. Hello.

I hope you don't mind my waiting for you here. But of course not. Why didn't you

come and see the show?

Well, I wasn't in the mood tonight.

Lily, I talked with Carlton.

Oh. He told me you had seen Grant.

That's right.

So you were withholding information from him?

I suppose so.

Then you're quits, because he's withholding information from you.

Carson? Yes.

What do you suppose Grant is wanted for?

Trafficking and drugs, he told me. And what did Carson tell you?

The same.

He wasn't being completely honest with you.

Grant is wanted for murder.

You're joking.

I wish I were.

Was he supposed to have killed?

A military policeman who was investigating the theft of the drugs.

Who told you that?

Carson.

Oh, well... No, no, I took precaution of checking with the American Army

headquarters. They confirm it.

Why didn't Carson tell me?

You weren't exactly frank with him, were you?

No, but... I don't believe it.

Lily, I can't make you believe anything you don't want to.

But as far as your lawyer, I should warn you.

By the way, how's your new friend?

Oh, all right. You must be very happy.

Yes, sir.

Well, good night, then.

Good night, Captain.

Sorry, it's only me. I didn't mean to frighten you.

You did?

I'm sorry.

You shouldn't do things like that.

I said I'm sorry.

It's enough of a strain living like this.

Well, I didn't mean to upset you. Here, I'd better get you a drink.

I don't want a drink.

Is there anything else I can get you?

No.

I think I should have to go to bed.

You're not ill, are you?

Isn't there anything I can do for you? No.

Thanks, Dan. What?

If I ask you a question, you will tell me the truth.

Of course.

What is the real charge against you?

I told you.

Trafficking and drugs.

Nothing else.

Well, isn't that enough?

If there was something more...

You would tell me, wouldn't you?

What is this? Are you trying to say you don't believe me or something?

No.

Of course not.

Lily.

It's no good.

You're wasting your time.

He's dead, I tell you. He's dead.

Really?

Good morning.

What's the matter? Couldn't you sleep?

No. Why not?

Guilty conscience.

Carl told me something last night that upset me.

Why should Carl want to upset you?

He's in love with you, isn't he?

It has nothing to do with that.

Had your coffee yet?

Come on inside. I've got some cooking.

You drink this and you'll feel much better.

There's something I want to ask you.

Shoot.

Carl told me that Grant is wanted for murder.

Is that true?

Let's put it this way.

Major Grant is wanted for questioning in connection with the death of a soldier.

Why didn't you tell me? The less you knew, the safer you were.

Why?

You were bait.

I wanted you around to give the alarm.

Anna didn't want it to leak into the press. If he knew Anna wasn't living

he wouldn't come.

You might have warned me.

What do you think I've been doing?

Tell me the moment he shows up, I said.

I or a colleague will be on duty day and night, I said. And a lot more.

And all the time you were acting like you were hiding Grant under your bed.

You, a respectably divorced woman.

If you would have warned me that my landlord is wanted for murder, I would

got in touch with you when he showed up. But you didn't. So I heard his version

first. And you believed him?

Yes. I still do.

I think.

Mrs. Hoffman, would you like proper police protection?

What would that consist of?

A man in the apartment day and night.

Who?

You?

Pick your own man.

Why should I?

In case he calls again.

No, he won't.

He knows his wife has left.

I'm not afraid.

Okay. Ring me if you change your mind.

Thank you for the coffee.

Baxter.

I knew if I waited long enough.

Let me go. I want to talk to you. No.

No, let me go. After I've gotten what I came for.

So I was right.

You've been here all the time. Waiting for you, Anna.

Waiting for you.

What do you want?

What have you got in your hand?

Nothing. Give it to me, Anna. No. Give it to me. No. Drop it.

Baxter. Drop it.

Baxter.

Is that all?

What a key to what?

An apartment?

No, it's too small.

A safe.

A safe deposit box.

That's more like it.

Anyway, it's the key to 200 ,000 marks, isn't it?

Sit down, Anna. No.

No, Baxter.

Baxter. Baxter, please.

Please listen to me. You listen to me. I want a statement from you that I've

been framed and I'm going to get it. No.

Listen, Anna.

I'm in trouble.

And you're responsible.

You know all about the theft of the drugs, don't you?

That's where the money came from, isn't it?

Isn't it?

Yes.

Why do you do this to me?

Have I ever done anything to hurt you?

No.

When Stefan was ill, before we were married...

Didn't I work day and night to save his life?

Yes.

You don't believe I killed that poor man, do you?

No, no.

Then why are you trying to hang me? I'm not.

I'm not. That's what's going to happen if you don't tell them the truth.

I didn't want to hurt you.

But I couldn't help myself.

There were reasons. Reasons? What reasons? Tell me.

I can't.

I can't.

I want you to write a statement, just a couple of sentences in your own words.

Then I'll give you the key.

After I get the statement.

What do you want me to say? Just the truth, that's all.

Carson, get rid of him, or whoever it is.

How? Just get rid of him.

Look, if you want to give me away, now's your chance.

But you'll be murdering me just as if you took a gun and shot me. You

understand?

Why did you come? I had to. I got your letter this morning.

Oh.

Who told you about Sergeant Harwell?

Captain Carson.

He thinks I've studied it.

Then what are you worried about?

You'd let your father hang?

For something you did?

He's not my father.

I don't care what happens to him. What's the matter with you?

Is Mrs. Hockman out there?

No. What's gotten into you?

You look like you saw a ghost.

Maybe I did.

Backstairs here.

Where? On the terrace.

He thought you were Carson.

Well.

Well, what do you know?

Carson should give me a medal for this. No, Stefan. We can't.

You're not going soft on me, are you, Mom?

Listen. Listen to me, Stefan.

I've done everything you've asked me.

Everything.

But... But not this.

This is murder.

Oh. Oh, why did you do it? I had to.

He found out everything.

That have dragged you into it, too. I did it for you as well as myself.

Not for me. Why did I start stealing drugs in the first place? It was for

wasn't it?

I know.

I had to have them.

But I never meant it to come to this.

Then you must keep quiet for both of us. Oh, I can't.

Who's that?

I don't know.

It's all right. Whoever it is is gone. I heard the elevator.

Listen, Stephen.

You must go away.

South America, Australia, but somewhere far away. And you?

I stay here.

And then after you've gone, I can give myself up and save him. Are you crazy?

They'll find me wherever I went if you did that. You've got to keep silent.

our only hope.

No. Now it's too late for silence.

Please, Stephen, take the money and go.

All right.

If that's what you want.

Where's the key?

I'll fetch it.

Here it is.

Thank you.

What are you looking at? A view.

Very pretty.

Take a look.

Stefan. Stefan, you must go.

In a minute, Mom.

In a minute.

Stefan! Don't!

No!

Stefan!

tossing a spread out penthouse balcony.

Who did it? Who do you think?

Okay, come on now. Break it up.

Okay, folks, that's it. The show's over. Come on.

No, please. Give me the key.

Well, Major, this looks like the end of the line.

I know you won't believe me, but... Oh, what's the use?

Baxter.

What happened?

If I told you the truth, you wouldn't believe me either.

I could try.

There's no one there now.

I only wish there were.

Hello, get Malloy up here on the double.

So you admit that you were here alone, except for your wife, that is. No, I

don't. I said there's no one here now.

But if Anna was pushed, then somebody did it. I don't know who.

Major Grant, I warn you that anything you say may be used in evidence.

You don't have to open your mouth if you don't want to, but if I were you, I'd

talk.

I'll answer any questions you ask me.

Okay.

Did you murder your wife?

No. You know who did?

I don't even know if she was murdered.

You want me, Captain?

Get your book and sit down over there and take this down.

You better sit down, too. This is going to take a little while.

All right, Grant, what happened?

I don't know, except that Anna fell or was pushed out of the bedroom window.

Why don't you say she jumped?

Because I didn't see it happen. Maybe she did jump, but I don't think so.

What do you mean you don't think so?

Well, she screamed. Why would she do that if she were jumping up her own free

will? Oh, so you did hear her scream?

Yes. Where were you at the time?

I was out on the terrace.

Only I can't prove it.

Who broke that glass?

I did.

After I heard Anna scream.

She'd locked me out and I had to break it to get in.

Oh, so she locked you up.

I wasn't so dumb of her.

Maybe if it wasn't a glass door, she'd be alive now.

And maybe I wouldn't be accused of something I didn't do.

Okay.

Let's go back to the time she arrived here.

Did you let her in?

I didn't have to. She had a key.

When I heard her opening the door, I ducked behind that curtain.

And when she started working on that desk, I looked out.

She was looking for something.

Is it likely I would kill the one person who could clear me?

What was she looking for?

A key.

A key to a safe deposit box. That's where she put the money after she drew

out of the bank.

On your instruction.

How many times do I have to tell you? I had nothing to do with that bank

account. Got that, Malloy?

Yeah, he don't know nothing about the bank account.

Carry on.

I asked her for the key.

We had a struggle and I managed to get it away from her.

Hand it over.

I haven't got it.

But you said you took it from her.

Yes, but... Now I remember.

I put it on that desk.

Malloy!

No key here.

She must have picked it up after I went out on the terrace, or whoever killed

her did.

And you just laid it down on the desk?

I made a deal with her.

I was going to give her back the key in exchange for a statement telling her how

I've been framed.

Now you're going to tell me you haven't got the statement either?

She never wrote it.

Just as she was starting it, the doorbell rang.

Yeah, and who was at the door?

I don't know. I was out on the terrace. Well, I got news for you. I rang the

bell and nobody answered.

Can you prove that?

I don't have to.

All right, you're on the terrace. Then what happened?

Nothing. I waited.

I tried to look into the room, but the curtains were drawn.

Then I heard the bell ring again.

Malloy!

Yes, sir?

You see anybody come up here?

Well, I don't know every tenant in the building, Captain. There's always

somebody using the elevator.

But I didn't see anybody I know.

Ah, you heard the bell ring twice.

Then what happened?

Nothing until I heard Anna scream.

I rushed over to the railing and looked over and I saw her lying there.

And while you were doing all this, the real killer got away. Is that what

trying to say?

I'm trying to tell you what I know.

And you never saw this phantom?

Not even after you broke in here?

You don't want to believe me. I can understand that.

Even before you came in here, you had me down for my wife's murder. It was a

carefully conditioned reflex.

Leave out the big words, and you're right.

Okay, Grant, back to camp.

There's a plane leaving Tempelhof in an hour. Take him away.

As for you, it'll be a miracle if the German police don't arrest you, too, for

harboring a criminal.

All right, let's get going.

Want you to know I believe you I'd bring it up

Lily

come here I Found something

Look at this

You can see the marks where somebody has written a letter above it. Can you

decipher it?

I don't think so. Try.

Stefan, my son. Go on.

I am directed... Not directed.

I'm distracted. Listen.

I'm distracted and heartbroken.

I've just learned of Sergeant Howell's death and that your father has wanted

murder. We both know this is impossible, Stefan. When you borrowed the gun, you

said you would return it. Why have you done this terrible thing?

I cannot let Baxter suffer for it.

Hello? Hello?

I'll get him.

It's Captain Carlton down there.

Please stop him.

It's very urgent.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.

What has happened?

Lily.

You did this?

Who is he?

Stefan Grant.

Get the lawyer up here right away.

That's right, on the double.

He did a good job, Mrs. Hoffman.

I'm sure glad you didn't pick on me.

Look after yourself.

As long as you're loaning us your car, you might at least give me the keys.

You're a great one for forgetting keys, aren't you?