All language subtitles for Murder At The Embassy 2025-en

Hello? Is anyone there?

Are you there?

No one else had access
to the crime scene.

No one else had a motive.

I'm afraid my
conclusions in this case

are as cast iron as they come.

Now, do you have anything
to say in your defense?

And that is why you're
not coming to dinner.

But if you're a good boy,

I'll let you have the other
slipper for breakfast.

Well, there aren't many
places I can go these days

where I'm not recognized.

Anyway, I read the script

and I told him it's
average, but...

Oh, Walter, look the poor dear.

Well, does the Daily Post
want the good stuff or not?

I think the truth
of Betty Hathaway

is a far more compelling story.

Charming.

Could you read the time?

It's about half four.

Which half?

Half past.

Are you trying to
tell me it's 4:30?

Yes, half past four.

Well, why didn't you say so?

We better scoot.

I tell you, Walter,
it's a funny thing

when you realize you're famous.

One minute you're
quite ordinary,

able to go anywhere you want,

and the next you're famous.

You can't go anywhere-
- So famous.

Without
people stopping you,

people asking you for things.

Ah, Miss Hathaway.

Robert, darling.

A fruitful afternoon.

Oh, I'll need a new suitcase
just to get all this home.

That soak was simply precious.

It's a souk, not a soak.

Yes, as I said.

Ms. Sharawi.

Mr. Cunningham,
continuing to capture

the beating heart of Cairo.

Ah, there's beauty
everywhere I look.

Walter, you're making me blush.

Please be seated.

Is Meghan not with you?

She peeled off sometime
after the third stall.

But she did assure us she'd be
with us at five o'clock.

The Nile will dry up
before my daughter arrives

as promised.

And yet, Papa, here I am.

Ah.

The Nile is safe
for another day.

Well, let's hope
it sees out the week.

Robert, are we
expecting a sixth?

We are. A special
guest is to join us.

Not someone to
upstage me, I hope.

You know her, Walter.

She made headlines
across Britain

when she solved the
Lewis Findley murder.

Miranda Green is
to dine with us?

The one and only.

And ladies and
gentlemen, may I present

Ms. Miranda Green.

Good evening, Ambassador.

Everyone.

This is my daughter, Meghan.

Pleasure.

Miss Betty Hathaway.

Oh, the star of
the "Blue Canary."

How exciting. I saw
it just last month.

Okay, she can stay.

Mr. Walter Cunningham,
the Daily Post

here to cover the Cairo
exploits of Miss Hathaway.

I'm familiar with your work.

Like yours, Ms. Green.

And Leila Sharawi,
my translator.

Well, thank you, Ambassador.

I must admit I'm
a little daunted

to be dining in such
a esteemed company.

Well, not more daunted surely

than the last time you
were invited to dine

with a bunch of strangers.

Look how that
worked out for you.

Fame! Glory!

Murder.

A man died, Ambassador.

Oh, please call me Robert.

My apologies.

My late mother was the only one

who could tolerate my father's
twisted sense of humor.

Well, the only killer
here is the shawarma, honey.

So, what brings you
to Cairo, Ms. Green?

Miranda, please.

Well, as Robert said, I had
quite the experience back home,

followed by an awful
lot of attention.

I owned a small
floristry shop, you see?

So I was very easy to find,

especially by the press.
Vultures, all of them.

We're not all bad.

Oh gosh.

No offense intended.

None taken.

Please, continue.

Well, I thought
I better get away

to start a new
chapter of my life.

So I sold the shop and thought,

why not come and
see the pyramids?

On your own?

What an adventure.

Don't you go getting any ideas.

Well, I'm not entirely alone.

I have my dog Blunder with me.

Let's have one of mine.

The ambassador would like a
bottle of wine from his own reserve.

Good job Leila's here.

You'd think I'd have picked
up a word or two by now,

but not a sausage.

I was robbed at
the Oscars last year.

I mean.

I said to my agent, don't
worry, there's next year.

And the year after.

May I?

Oh, certainly.

Miranda, I simply must ask.

Abbott Island. All the
unpleasantness aside,

how did you solve it?

Well, I was always
a curious child

and I've had that curiosity with

all the mystery novels
I could get my hands on.

And I always had what my mother
called an absolute memory.

How wonderful.

In truth, I think
she found it a curse.

Nobody likes a
know-it-all.

So, you remember
everything you see?

See, hear, read, write. Yes.

Hmm.

I'd like to see that
if you'll indulge us.

Walter, what are you up to?

Miranda, please take a
look at these photographs

and tell me once you
have them memorized.

Hey Walter, you told
me you'd burn that.

Oh, you did manage to get
the market, I'm so glad.

The embassy gardens.

Dandy looked after
those fiercely.

Oh, indeed, he
gives you an earful

if you even step
near his hibiscus.

Well, not that I know
what abuse he's hurling.

Leila tells me after.

Okay. Ready.

Ah.

In the first photo,

what was the man on the
right wearing on his feet?

Trick question, he was barefoot,

but the man on the
left wore sandals.

Wow.

Next, what was on
sale on the store

third from the left
on the back row.

Shisha pipes and tobacco.

Left of the store
selling spices,

but right of the store
selling headscarves.

Oh.

Who is in
the final photograph

who also sits with us
at this very table.

But Walter, it's only the
garden in that photograph.

In the back of the photo
to the right of the frame,

there's a leg leaving the shot,

and that leg belongs
to Miss Betty Hathaway.

Walter, boundaries, please.

How do
you know it's Betty?

Well, her leg can just be seen,

but if I'm not mistaken,

she's wearing the very
same footwear right now.

Wow.

Well done.

You know, I met with Hitchcock

for the lead in his new
picture, "The 39 Steps."

Didn't check my shoe size once.

Cup size on the other hand.

But you didn't meet with
Hitchcock for "The 39 Steps."

Excuse me?

I read an interview last week.

Hitchcock only wanted
Madeline Carroll

as the lead in "The 39 Steps"

so he never would've
met you for it.

Are you calling
me a liar, Green?

I'm sure Miranda didn't
mean to cause any offense.

And yet here we are.

I've never been
very good at knowing

what not to say in
social situations.

I've always said things as I
see them, without thinking.

I suppose that's why I'm happier

in the company of
my dog, Blunder.

Your dog?

Well, I know it sounds silly,

but in him all I see
is a loyal companion.

Intentions clear.

People are just so complicated.

Look, I'm very sorry, Betty,

but honestly it could
have been any one of you.

Well.

Lucky me to catch the
bullet this time.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Dear God, interrupt away.

Is
everything all right?

It is now thanks
to you, as always.

I know it's late, but I wanted
to deliver these messages.

One to Mr. Cunningham
and one to you.

Sure this could have
waited till the morning.

Thank you, Ms. Hand.

Another one from David.

I'll read and respond directly.

Of course. I'll head home.

Goodnight, everyone.

Ah.

Oh.

Says here, all our
wine is on the house

owing to our having a
film star in our midst.

How marvelous.

Thank you again for
dinner, Ambassador.

I really did enjoy myself.

The pleasure is
ours, Miss. Green.

Good evening, Samir.
Anything to report?

La, Ambassador.

Quite nice at the embassy.

Well, I must pop to my office.

I too have a matter to attend to

before retiring for the night.

No rest for the wicked.

And oh you get
no rushing from me.

I enjoyed that free
wine a little too much.

Do you require anything
else this evening, Ms. Murray?

No, thank you, Samir.

You can head home for the night.

Did I ever
tell you about the time,

oh, that Laurel
and Hardy chased me

for a role in "Duck Soup."

Oh, now there's a story.

Oh my God.

So I was meant to be doing
this film with Clark Gable

about, oh, about
a singing octopus.

Oh,
Mamoud, dear God, man.

Ambassador.

Ah, fine thing for
my security chief

to be the death of me.

My apologies, sir.

No harm done.

Now, Leila is just returning

from seeing a
guest to her hotel.

Perhaps you'd be kind
enough to wait out for her.

Very well, I shall see to
Ms. Sharawi's safe return

and then secure the
premises for the evening.

Good man.

I'm just going to read for a bit

and then turn in
for a night cap.

Yeah. Yes, I understand.

I can do that. I can do that.

Okay. I'll see you soon.

We need to get Mamoud.

Oh my God.

Don't you dare.

Meghan, my love.

Go back to your room.

Lock the door. Don't leave.

Do you hear?

And go alone.

Hey, what's all the fuss?

Oh, dear God.

Ambassador, are you injured?

It's not my blood.

Everyone's to vacate this room.
Now!

- We should call the police.
- No police.

Why not?

We have to do something.

Ms. Green, the ambassador
is in the lounge.

And what of the other
residents and staff?

Everyone is in the
lounge. You will see.

And you are?

I am Samir. I
tend to the embassy.

The caretaker.

Was it you who found the body?

No, I-

Samir was not in the embassy

when we discovered Ms. Hand.

Thank you, Samir.

I would escort Ms.
Green and her companion

to the ambassador, this way.

I don't believe
we've been introduced.

No, we have not.

Ms. Green has
arrived, Ambassador.

Oh, Ms. Green, thank God.

I know it's late. My
daughter insisted.

Not at all.

But why call me? Where
are the authorities?

We don't need the police

and we certainly don't need you.

Forgive Mamoud, Ms. Green.

He's my head of security,
not hospitality.

Well, so I see.

The reason the police
can't help us is twofold.

One, the embassy is
sovereign British territory

and it's for us to investigate

any crime is committed
here internally.

And two, the British can't
afford a scandal in Cairo

with tensions in the
region being as they are.

Which is lucky you're here.

Ambassador, I'm quite capable.

Mamoud, it's been decided.

Well, I will do all I can.

I take it the body
has not been moved

nor the scene disturbed.

Well there I apologize.

I was upset when
I, when I found her

and I did touch the body.

Her?

Maggie Hand. You
met her earlier.

I'm so sorry.

Well, first I will need
to see the crime scene.

Wait here in the lounge.

I will return to
take statements.

Mm. Ah.

Ack!

Mr. Shoukry, please, lead
me to the crime scene.

Do not order me like your dog.

Then stop acting like a dog.

Mr. Shoukry, your sniffing
and scoffing is helping no one.

Is your problem that your
authority is being questioned

or merely that I am a woman?

Both, but mainly
that you're an amateur.

Well, considering
you're head of security

and there's been a
murder on your watch,

we may be on more similar
ground than you think.

Forgive me.

Now, neither of us are helping.

Wait here, please.

What are you doing?

A scent.

Honey with juniper.

What does it say?

I think I'll keep
that to myself for now.

I don't yet know who to trust.

Well, it wasn't me if
that's what you're thinking.

I've searched every
room in this embassy.

Mine is the only gun here.

Okay, I've seen enough.

Well, have you cracked it?

It's a bit premature for that,

but I have surveyed the scene
and I know where to begin

my line of inquiry.

And where is that?

I have a few questions
for you all tonight

before the real work
begins in the morning.

But first of all, each of you,

where were you when
you heard the gunshot?

Uh, didn't hear a gunshot.

Me either.

It appears none of us did.

Well, then that means I can
rule out Mr. Shoukry's firearm

as the murder weapon.

How so?

Well, his is a
32 caliber revolver

known to suppress very poorly.

More importantly, it was
a nine millimeter bullet

that killed Ms. Hand,

fired from a gun
that cannot be found.

Now my second question
is for you, Mr. Shoukry.

I saw that the gates had to
be unlocked when I arrived.

Is the entire embassy
secured each night?

Yes, there's no way in or out

once we are locked
down for the night.

The safety of the
ambassador and his guest

is our top priority.

It seems strict,

but there has been a rise

of anti-British
sentiment of late.

One can't be too careful.

Who was on the
premises after lockdown?

Everyone here.

I see.

Wait. What?

A murder has been committed

and the murderer
is in this room.

You seriously
believe that one of us

decided to kill some secretary?

Maggie. Her name
is, was Maggie.

A nice gesture.

But it was clear you held
no affection for her.

I liked her fine.

All right, I didn't, but
I didn't want her dead.

Your father and Maggie
were very close.

Their companionship
was painful for you

after your mother died.

You had Maggie,
she supported you.

I needed support too.

Meghan, I'm so sorry.

The point I'm trying to make is

I can't rule any one of
you out as the killer.

Therefore, I'm going
to need everyone

to remain in the embassy until
I finish my investigation.

Wait, you
can't keep us here, honey.

No, I cannot.

But he can.

How do you know he didn't do it?

I'm fairly certain he didn't.

Fairly certain.

And now I must ask something

rather unpleasant
of each of you.

Oh, you're nothing
but unpleasant.

You must all show me
exactly where you were

when the alarm was raised.

I was reading when I
heard noises in here.

My room is just along the hall.

I came out to see
what was going on

and when I saw her,

I ran to her side desperately
hoping it wasn't real.

I took her in my arms,
she was still warm.

The next thing I knew
Meghan was screaming.

Excuse me, Ambassador,

but you say you held
her in your arms.

Yes, all of it.

Well, you must have changed
clothes before I arrived.

There's not a single
drop of blood on you.

Well, you didn't expect
me to parade around in-

It was merely an observation.

But I should like to
see those clothes.

Yes, of course.

Mamoud, if you would
there on my bed.

And Meghan, you saw your father

from the doorway as described.

The hallway.

Excuse me.

I saw him from the hallway,
but yes, as he described.

And what brought
you to the hallway?

It wasn't a gunshot after all.

Right? Yes.

I was, I was returning
from downstairs.

I was still feeling
rather crossed from dinner

and went for a walk
around the gardens.

And the door to the
office was fully open

- or ajar?
- Ajar. Halfway.

Enough for me to see the...

I see.

And where were you three
when you heard the screams?

I was in my room

checking on the photos I
developed earlier today.

I was also in my room.

Asleep?

Yes.

And Miss Hathaway,
in bed asleep also?

Not me.

Where were you?

I was in the kitchen
getting meat for my mask.

You're what?

Oh, you think this
is easy to maintain.

Ladies, help me out here.

I believe it's "The
Art of Feminine Beauty"

by Helena Rubinstein that
suggests sleeping in a mask

of raw meat is a way
to stay looking young.

That explains Blunder's
fascination with you earlier.

Well, that or my
animal magnetism.

Meghan, did you see Betty
out of her room at any point?

No.

And Ms. Hathaway, did
you see Meghan on her walk?

No.

There are two route to the
kitchen from her quarters.

One passes the office.

Hey, chuckles.
What are you saying?

I'm well aware of all
routes, Mr. Shoukry.

Where were you when
you heard the screams?

In my room, preparing to sleep.

Sleeping on the job more like.

Enough, both of you.

Had enough bloodshed
for one night.

Let us continue in the lounge,

away from this awful scene.

You don't need us to reenact
our journeys to the office.

We walked past your
quarters on the way here.

I know the layout
well enough by now.

As well as how long it
takes each one of you

to walk to and from each room.

Come, everyone, let's play
murder mystery in the lounge.

Mr. Shoukry, the
clothes please.

Before we go any further,

there is one clue I haven't
shared with you yet.

Do you recognize the document

this piece is from, Ambassador?

Where did you find that?

That's a yes.

Is that German?

That is a confidential
document that was in my safe.

It details pro-Nazi activities

that have taken place in Egypt

since the new
chancellor took power.

Nazis?

In Egypt?

Egypt has become a hub.

Cairo in particular.

Some Western and Egyptian
elites in the city

believe Hitler's politics
could stabilize the region.

Ambassador, you said this
was locked in your safe.

Tell me, who has
the combination?

Myself and Maggie.

Well, someone has to say it.

Could she have been a Nazi spy?

Don't you dare.

Gentlemen, please.

I have all I need to get
started in the morning.

Why don't we all get some rest?

You mean we have to stay here
with a murderer amongst us?

Seems we have little choice.

Well, I do and
I'm going to stay.

If that's possible.

Of course.

We have plenty of room.

Papa!

Well, it's settled.

Mag...

Leila, would you
ensure that Ms. Green

has everything she needs?

Yes, Ambassador.

I will see you all at breakfast

and we can discuss it then.

Mr. Shoukry, I assume
you will ensure

no one leaves the
embassy for the night.

Samir and I will take shifts.

And now that I have
surveyed the scene,

I think it would be wise
to store the body elsewhere

before the sun comes up

along with the ambassador's
stained garments.

Shall be done.

Goodnight, Mr. Shoukry.

I'm entrusting you
with all of us.

Habibi, You should not be
walking around alone.

Not after everything
that's happened tonight.

Why do you think I'm here?

Now neither of us are alone.

You know how hard I
work on these gardens?

They're just flowers.

You're just an idiot!

My, my, what's
all the fuss about?

Someone has trampled
on his hibiscus.

You crazy fool.

Sorry to be a bother,

but could one of you
watch Blunder for me?

Here.

What's an odd fellow?

He only loves
flowers and animals.

He just hates people.

I can sympathize to a degree.

Oh, and the British.

He hates the British,

But he likes the garden.

Gosh.

- Go away, okay?
- Okay.

See?

Makes friends wherever he goes.

Can I escort you to
the patio, Ms. Green?

I see we all feel well-rested.

It's hard to sleep well

with a rotting
corpse down the hall.

Ms. Hathaway, please.

No, I only meant...

I'm sure she's fine

but she's not fine because
she's dead, obviously.

But-
- I had also Mamoud

to move Maggie's body to
a more suitable place.

Myself and Samir moved her

to the embassy
mortuary last night.

I'm sorry.
We have a mortuary?

It's for the British citizens
who pass in the country.

We keep them here until
they can be sent back.

Of course, we shall have
to inform Maggie's family.

Did she have a family?
She never mentioned one.

There's a sister
back in Dartmouth.

Such sad news to deliver.

I shall send the
telegram myself.

I contacted London this morning

to inform McDonald of the murder

and keep him abreast
of our investigation.

Prime Minister?

They have dispatched an
inspector from Scotland Yard

but for now the case is yours.

All eyes on you, Green.

No one present during the murder

will leave the
grounds until then.

Unless I solve the
case before that.

Now, prisoners as
well as suspects.

We simply can't afford
a diplomatic incident.

If the killer is able to go
free, I shall not exempt myself.

I too will remain
on the grounds.

I was all souked out anyway.

Mamoud, please escort
me to Maggie's room.

Perhaps we can learn of
something useful there.

Oof, the tension
between those two.

Am I right?

Did she always lock her room?

No.

I thought it best to keep
anyone from entering before us.

Hmm. Very sensible,
Mr. Shoukry.

I know.

It seems Maggie and the
ambassador were very close.

How long did they work together?

Certainly for a time
before they came to Egypt.

He liked to say that Maggie was

the longest relationship
he has ever had,

after his wife.

Hopefully not in
earshot of Meghan.

It's just it's not very homely

for someone who's
been here a long time.

She must have
moved all her things

to her residence
outside of the embassy.

This room was hers.

On occasion she was
required to stay on site.

And was last night
one of those occasions?

I don't believe so.

What have we here?

For power cuts maybe.

An offsite residence, you say.

Any luck?

Mr. Shoukry informs
me that Maggie

had a home outside the embassy.

I'd like to visit there.

If you think that's necessary.

Absolutely not.

No one should
leave the premises.

A measure intended to keep

possible suspects
on the grounds.

We should wait
for the inspector.

Surely you're not suggesting
that I killed Maggie Hand

then instantly
materialized in my hotel

in time to receive your
request to solve her murder.

She's right, Mamoud.

It makes no sense
to keep her here.

Fine.

I will drive her then.

No one present for the
murder can leave the embassy,

that includes you.

Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't
want anyone slipping away

while escorting me
around the city.

You know many
things, Madame Green,

but you do not know Cairo.

And you do not know me.

Enough.

Ms. Green will see Maggie's
residence unaccompanied.

I'll have my driver
prepare the Rolls-Royce.

Thank you, Ambassador

but the Rolls-Royce
might be a bit much.

Surely you're not suggesting
that you will drive yourself

An address and a taxi is
all I need, Mr. Shoukry.

Now be a dear.

One oh eight...

109.

There it is.

Stop!

Hang on.

I'll head home.

Goodnight, everyone

Follow that car.

Wait here, please.

Hey!

Start the car!

Hey! Start the car!

Well, this is far from ideal.

Maggie was a Nazi?

My car!

Probably best to walk from here.

You, who was that woman
talking to you at the gate

and why has she just
chased me all over Cairo?

Mm.

You watch him for me, Blunder.

Where on earth
did you find this?

It came from Maggie's suitcase,

which was taken from her home

by the person who chased
me all over Cairo for it.

You're pursued? By whom?

I knew I should
have gone with you.

All's well that ends
well, Mr. Shoukry.

As for who, I don't
know but Dandy might.

So please make sure he
doesn't leave the embassy

before I get a chance
to speak with him.

Dandy?

Of course.

The British Embassy
was infiltrated

by a German national.

Have you any idea what'll
happen when London finds out?

I have more immediate questions?

Such as?

Such as why did the
person who murdered Maggie

not reveal themselves?

Assuming their motivation
was her unmasking

and why steal the document
detailing Nazi activities?

Ms. Green, I am at a loss.

What worries me is that
I think you might be too.

Oh my God, is that-

We have a Nazi
sympathizer among us

here, now.

What? One of us?

Who and why?

I don't know, but I
intend to find out, today.

Ambassador, did Maggie ever
speak of her politics with you?

You mean, was she the type

to keep Nazi literature hidden
in a secret compartment?

No, Ms. Green. Never.

She was a patriot and I
shan't hear otherwise.

Secret compartment?

What is going on?

Did she ever discuss
it with anyone?

Well, we once talked
about the Egyptian politics,

but I thought it was a
harmless conversation.

Go on.

She was interested in the new

political parties in Cairo.

Fascists like the
Young Egypt Party

and fringe anti-fascists
like the Children of Giza.

But she showed no
leaning either way.

Running out of ideas, Green.

Actually, I'm full of them,

which is why I can't
yet rule anyone out.

You can't possibly suspect me.

Ms. Hathaway, we know you
didn't turn down Hitchcock,

but you did recently
refuse another role.

The Egyptian Gazette reported

that you shall not appear
in "The Mad Dog of Europe"

despite being offered the lead.

May I ask why?

What's "The Mad
Dog of Europe?"

It's a political film.

It's a film deriding the Nazi's

belief in Aryan supremacy.

Not a film to star
in if one were

sympathetic to that
way of thinking.

"The Mad Dog" would've
ended my career.

It's business, not politics.

No one in Hollywood wants to
risk being associated with it.

Every picture I have been in
has packed German theaters.

If I starred in "The Mad Dog,"

the German market would never
distribute my films again.

True, Betty Hathaway.

Well, Walter.

Do I look like a believer
in the Third Reich?

No, but you do wear a bracelet

with a swastika charm on it.

The swastika is a Hindu symbol

for prosperity and good fortune.

The Nazis have
poisoned its meaning.

It was a gift from a close
friend at university,

a fellow misfit if you follow.

Mm, then why remove it?

Because despite its
sentimental value,

my discomfort of what
the symbol has now become

has made it harder
for me to wear it.

And now with all this, it
seemed as good a time as any

to put it away,
probably for good.

What of the note that Maggie
brought to you at dinner?

I mean Maggie was murdered
a short while later.

Did she see something in the
note that she shouldn't have?

No, of course not.

It was a call from London.

An opportunity had
arisen for me to shoot,

photograph the
Egyptian royal family.

There's talk of the king
being unwell, gravely so.

That's quite the scoop.

Pity.

You know, king loves
me, he's a big fan.

Sure is.

It's true.

Why do you think I'm in Egypt?

Yes, that is quite the scoop

and one with very serious
security implications

regarding access to
the royal family.

Very valuable access.

Valuable to me, yes.

Do you have any idea how
hard I've had to work,

how much I've had to swallow
to be where I am today?

A story like this could change
my career, change my life!

Believe me when I say
there is no amount

anyone could pay me for
it, especially the Nazis.

I had to ask, you understand.

And Ambassador, I
know you won't tell us

the exact contents
of that document,

but it's safe to say it's
something someone would pay for.

A lot. Yes.

Perhaps enough to help a
young lady start a new life

or while murdering
someone she hated anyway.

Miranda, surely
you don't believe

I'd kill for my own flat.

Well, all theories
must be considered.

No, you leave her alone.

And finally, Ms. Sharawi,
why would Maggie ask you

for your political expertise,

perhaps given she knew
you share a surname

with Huda Sharawi,

the founder of Egypt's
feminist political movement?

She knew you would
be quite the radical.

Excuse me?

How do you know-
- First the British,

now the Nazis.

A woman of your convictions
might do anything

to stop a foreign power
taking route in Egypt.

It's true, living under the
British has been bad enough.

Ms. Sharawi?

Despite my loyalty to the
Murrays and my country,

I'm not a killer.

Ms. Green, you've now
barked up several trees

and I'm afraid we are no closer
to identifying our killer.

I thank you for your efforts.

Perhaps it's time to admit that
this mystery is beyond you.

I'm not giving
up yet, Ambassador.

Do you still wish
to speak with Dandy?

Yes. Thank you, Mamoud.

Will you wait here
with the others?

I'll come with you.

Oh, actually, it's Leila I need

for this particular
conversation.

She's a piece of work, huh?

She's just doing her job.

Oh, sweetie.

It ain't her job.

Yes, it is.

Leila, please ask Dandy

who the woman at the
gate earlier was.

He really is a
sweetheart, isn't he?

Thank you for watching him.

He keeps trying to get into
my flowers, but I don't mind

because I know he doesn't
know what he's doing.

Oh.

I think you and I are
kindred spirits after all.

We both agree, animals
are better than people.

I was chased today, Dandy.

I was afraid and I was alone.

All I want is to
understand who did this.

That way I can
leave with Blunder

knowing you're all safe.

I don't know who that woman
is and that's the truth.

She asked me about Maggie and
I said I didn't know anything

and just tend the garden.

Perhaps I'm not the
detective I hope to be.

Tell him I think his
gardens are beautiful.

I just wish I'd seen them
under better circumstances.

Tell him I believe him.

If it helps, he did
see a strange light

coming from one of the
windows last night.

Of course.

I think this is the
flickering light

that Dandy saw last night,

and I believe it was
Maggie sending a signal.

To who?

Someone outside the embassy.

I'm starting to wonder if
Maggie was really a Nazi at all

or if it was something
here related to the Nazis

that led to her murder.

Mr. Shoukry.

I'll fetch him. Go!

Who are you looking for?

Hey.

He used to be a hunting dog.

Maybe old habits die hard.

It's not a real cat, Blunder.

Better have, so we should
take him out the theater.

Wait. Blunder,
you smart old hound.

Oh, thank God.

He bolted from the patio.

I gave chase as best I could.

No man catches a dog.

Do you still have
that photograph

of the garden you
showed me at dinner?

Yeah. I have it
right here actually.

Ah!

You see?

What do you notice?

Hedges?

A flower bed?

Look at the statue of
Bastet, the Egyptian goddess.

The head's turned.

It is automated.

Well, then we
better move quickly.

Walter, look after Blunder.

You're going down there?

You have no idea where it leads.

Well, then it's a good thing

I have a trained gunman
with me, right Mamoud?

I am with you.

What do I tell the others?

Tell them I'll
be back in a jiffy.

Well, no turning
back now, I suppose.

What is it?

There's something about these.

They're automobile.

We must be under the road
heading towards the souk.

Wait.

- What is it? What-
- Look,

You do indeed have sharp eyes.

Mr. Shoukry, have
you finally found me

to be a capable detective?

Please call me, Mamoud.

Miranda.

It's nice to finally meet you.

Thank you. Madame Miranda.

Right, then, best foot forward.

Did they find them?

No, but Miranda found a
hidden tunnel in the garden

behind the Bastet
if you turn his head

and she and Mamoud
are following it

to see if they can catch
who is fleeing the embassy.

What?

Where are we?

I don't know.

Stay behind me.

Interesting.

They're gone.

We will find them.

Madame Miranda, this
bazaar trades in treasures

unearthed at a specific
site in the desert.

A dig site.

Specific you say.

The desert hides many
secrets, Madame Miranda.

Perhaps we should try to
unearth one for ourselves.

I've never ridden
a camel before.

Neither have I.

What?

Because I'm Egyptian, I must
ride camels all the time?

So you do smile.

Tell no one.

The camels should be
out of sight here.

Shall we?

Look? Oh.

What is it?

I now wonder if it was
wise to bring you here.

Oh, Mamoud, we were
doing so well.

Madame Miranda, this
will be dangerous.

Well, then it's fortunate

I have you with
me then, isn't it?

The risk is all mine.

Come too far to sit out now.

Fine.

But let me lead.

Heil Hitler.

- Heil Hitler.
- Heil Hitler.

So it's true.

The Nazis are in Cairo.

Mausers.

It appears the Nazis
have plans for Egypt

and they're not peaceful.

Look.

This is Abdeen Palace.

It's the main residence
of the royal family.

Walter mentioned that
the king might be unwell.

If something were
to happen to him,

who's next in line?

His son, Farouk, but
he's only 14 years old.

Those soldiers, the clothing,

I think the Nazis might
have another future in mind

for the young prince.

Indeed.

Samir?

What is the meaning of this?

I had a feeling
we'd be seeing you.

Oh, is that so?

You leave a distinct
trail, not unlike a snake.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, careful.

Throw me the gun.

Is that a nine
millimeter by any chance?

And a silencer?

Maggie. It was you?

Cuff yourselves around the pot.

Now!

Why Samir?

Change is coming
to Egypt, Mamoud.

First the British,
now the Germans.

I would tell you to choose
a side, but you already did,

as have I and they pay better.

They're planning to kidnap
the prince, aren't they?

Hmm. Goodbye, Ms. Green.

You're not going
to kill us yourself?

I don't want to leave a mess

for my new friends to clean up.

Besides, Ms. Green
they may want to keep.

You Mamoud probably not.

Maybe if we lift it together.

Oh.

Are you hurt?

You?

You know this man?

That's the man in the docks.

Well, then I'm not
sure we're saved.

Cristal, we must hurry!

What is taking so long?

You too?

I've sent to Marcus
to warn the palace.

Who are you people?

When we're safe I'll
tell you everything.

The Nazis have been ceased.

But who are you?

We're the Children of Giza,

family bonded by our cause.

An Egyptian anti-Nazi
group led by an Englishman?

We come from all
over, Britain, Egypt.

We even have a German.

But how did you
know about that camp?

We've been monitoring
the Nazis for some time

but the situation
has deteriorated

in the last 24 hours.

Maggie's murder.

A few weeks ago,
she contacted us

to say she suspected a Nazi
accomplice inside the embassy.

She asked for time to
confirm her suspicion.

Yesterday she said she had proof

and asked to meet one of our
group in secret last night.

Proof?

The guns trafficked into Cairo,

right under the
British embassy's nose.

Samir.

Arash, our man,

he was caught by Samir,

killed and disposed of
by his Nazi friends.

We knew we'd lost Arash,

but we didn't know what
happened to Maggie.

Or if she sold us out.

Which is why you were
snooping around the embassy

and Maggie's home.

We wanted to help
Maggie out of the country

but when I went to her house,

all I found was a case she'd
packed to take with her.

We were conducting
our own investigation

while you were conducting yours.

I see.

I apologize for
our pursuit of you,

but, well, we just
didn't know who you were.

No offense.

Actually, it makes
for a nice change.

Thank you for exposing how Samir

was smuggling information
out of the embassy

and into the hands of the Nazis.

You've also helped
stop a kidnapping

that would've
devastated the king.

The king has been less than
collaborative with the Nazis.

When news of the King's
illness started to spread,

he reorganized his cabinet
to make it more unified.

He even appointed a
new prime minister,

a known liberal
and democratic man.

Not good for fascists.

They wanted leverage.

They're trying to
soften us up everywhere.

That's why they're
arming dissidents

and stoking uprisings
here and around the world.

Even in Britain itself.

Like the black shirts back home.

Indeed.

You have to give the Nazis
credit for forward-thinking.

War is coming and they know it.

But now we have delivered
this information to the police.

The plot is foiled.

The prince is safe.

And you stopped their
accomplice in the embassy.

Perhaps Egypt can breathe
easier now, thanks to you.

Perhaps not.

What? What do you mean?

Samir is dead.

We must return to
the embassy, Mamoud.

There's still one
scandal left to unmask.

Mamoud!

We got your message about Samir.

Well done.

Well done. I knew you'd
crack it in the end.

Where's Miranda?

She needed to stop by her room.

She should be here momentarily.

And who is this?

Cristal.

I'm a friend of Maggie's.

Oh, what kind of friend?

Ms. Green.

Congratulations and
thank you, all of you.

I feel safer knowing
that Maggie's killer

will never harm another.

And Samir, what a rat.

And to think how he evaded
your security measures, Mamoud.

Truly a villain.

I'm going to have
that secret passageway

filled with concrete.

Actually, I don't believe
that's necessary, Ambassador.

He couldn't have entered the
gardens through that tunnel.

What do you mean?

Well, that passageway was
built as an escape route.

It only leads one way.

Once you're inside the
tunnel, there is no way out.

Believe me, I tried.

It is true.

Are you saying
someone let him in?

Maybe he found another way.

Or perhaps he hid on the
premises after lockdown.

The thing is, Ambassador,
I don't believe he did.

Well then how was he able

to get into the
office and kill her?

He didn't.

Someone else killed Ms. Hand.

Oh Jesus.

What, you mean we're
back to square one?

Oh, will one of you
just fess up already.

Us?

You could have walked
past the office

on your way to the kitchen.

I did not walk past the office.

I took the route that
went past your room.

Maybe you'd have hurt me
if you'd been in there.

Not out for a walk.

You believe Meghan who
alerted us to the crime

could have also committed it.

You seem very
sure it wasn't her.

Maybe it was you.

Oh, I cannot take it anymore.

Actually, I'm
fairly certain I know

where Meghan was at
the time of the murder.

You see, the door of
the office was ajar.

She could have only
seen inside the office

if she was indeed
coming from the gardens.

However, we are not back
to square one, not at all.

It's clear that
Maggie was not a Nazi,

which leads us to two questions.

What was on the document
ripped from her fingers

and where is that document now?

Which to search
for a piece of paper,

the embassy is enormous.

Could be anywhere.

Or it's been destroyed
by now, surely.

I don't believe so.

The information was
far too valuable.

Indeed, it was killed for.

Hidden then, as
none of us have left.

It must be here somewhere.

I think it is here.

I think it's in the one
place that no one could look.

The safe in the office.

How can that be?

The only person that has
the combination is, is.

Careful, Ms. Green.

Yes, Samir in
league with the Nazis

but he was little
more than a middleman.

They needed someone
higher up the food chain

to ensure their weapons
could be smuggled into Cairo

without search and seizure.

British intelligence
is second to none

and the embassy would've been
made aware of Nazi movements,

which Maggie would've
been privy to.

Nonsense, she passed on

all confidential
information to me.

Usually yes,

but recently she realized
something was afoot in Cairo.

She learned of the
weapon smuggling

going on with your
full knowledge

and turned to the
Children of Giza,

a group she learned of
speaking with Leila.

She knew where the guns would be

but also that she had
to tie you to them.

She needed written evidence
as well as the guns,

written evidence in the
form of a bank statement.

This is preposterous.

The paper in her hand
said The Reichsbank,

the German National Bank,

and hidden in her suitcase
was a list of account numbers.

I remember when I first
searched your office,

I found your
checkbook on the desk.

Curious that the account
number on your checks

matches one of the accounts

found listed in
Maggie's suitcase.

I believe this bank statement
was proof of payment

to yourself from the Nazis

and perhaps to and from
these other accounts too.

My God, Robert.

With this evidence, she
sent word to the group

that last night
would be the night.

She knew you'd be busy
at dinner with us.

So, she retrieved the
statement from the safe

and planned to meet
Arash at the bazaar.

Only she was too late.

He was discovered
and killed by Samir.

I think I'm going to be sick.

She arrived to
find the guns gone

and Arash nowhere in sight.

It was there that her clothes
were stained with kyphi,

a distinct smelling
Egyptian perfume,

bottles of which I found
broken all over the bazaar.

This is good.

Awful, awful but good.

Not knowing if
she'd been discovered,

she decided to join us at
dinner to test the water.

You seemed happy to see her,
so she thought all was well.

Her plan was to return
the statement to the safe

and you'd been none the wiser.

Only you were.

In fact, I believe
you received a message

from the waiter during dinner.

This meant there was a
leak in your embassy,

a leak that could
only have been Maggie.

And I believe she went
back to the embassy

and tried to signal Arash,

which was the lights
Dandy saw from the window.

But when he didn't respond,
she hid in her quarters

until she thought
you were all asleep.

She then slipped into the
office where you caught her

trying to return the
document to the safe.

If I killed her,
where's the gun?

Yes, I thought about that.

You only would've had a
moment after the murder

before Meghan would've
discovered you.

So either in a panic
or cold efficiency,

you tossed the gun
from the window

into the flower bed below.

Samir then retrieved
the gun for you

but was caught in the act by
Dandy and got earful for it.

This is how it came to
be in his possession

when he captured myself and
Mamoud at the Nazi camp.

Of course.

Then of course, the document.

You were able to stash the
gun, but not the document.

You insisted on changing your
clothes before my arrival.

This bought you enough time

to return it to the
safe undetected.

Papa.

Tell her it's not true.

It's all a mistake.

Why did you have
to bring her here?

I loved her.

You have to understand,
I loved her.

And I didn't mean for
any of this to happen,

and she hadn't found
that wretched book.

The copy of "Mein Kampf."

It's yours.

This is how Maggie
learned of your leanings.

This is all well and
good in theory, Miranda,

but where's your proof?

I stopped by the
safe on my way here.

I wanted to be sure before
presenting my conclusions.

But then how did
you open the safe?

The combination was the date

that Robert and Maggie first
arrived at the embassy.

I guess you
really did love her.

Papa, you wretch.

I didn't do it just for me.

I did for England
and what's coming.

And for your bank balance.

No doubt others will be
implicated with this document,

also not the only
details contained within.

For now though, we
have our killer.

You're coming
with me, Ambassador.

Walter. Off to the palace?

Yes, indeed, thanks to Betty.

Turns out the king
really is a big fan.

I never doubted
her for a moment.

Seriously though, what
a wonderful opportunity.

Congratulations.

Would've been a much
bleaker story without you.

Happy to help.

Back to London?

Yes, after I tie up
a few loose ends here.

Perhaps when I return,
I may call on you.

Perhaps you could.

Actually, I got these
printed up this morning

and I'd be very happy to
offer you the first one.

Inspector Martin is ready
for you, Madame Miranda.

And not a moment too soon.

Until next time, Mr. Cunningham.

Until next time, Ms. Green.

Ms. Green, thank you
for delaying your return

to London for me.

Please.

Well, you were quite right.

That banking statement you found

has caused quite
the stir at the art.

More links to the
establishment, I presume.

Right the way to
the top in fact.

You mean, surely not.

A Nazi sympathizer
in the royal family?

The copy of "Mein Kampf"
that you discovered from David,

the ambassador is a childhood
friend of Prince Edward,

known as David to
those closest to him.

The book Maggie discovered
was a gift from Edward.

As you can imagine, it would
be of great embarrassment

to the crown if the entire
truth of your investigation

were to be made public.

Well, there goes the
exclusive I promised Walter.

Oh, I see.

Am I to be sworn to secrecy?

Well, no, not entirely.

You thwarted a Nazi plot to
kidnap an Egyptian royal,

unmasked Nazi spies
within the embassy,

and King George himself
wishes to thank you

for preserving relations
between our nations.

We merely wish to
keep certain aspects

of the investigation
buried, forever.

Hmm and what will
happen to the ambassador?

I mean, surely any
prosecution would be public.

I'm informed that
he'll be reassigned,

demoted and placed under
indefinite house arrest.

What about the prince?

He's next in line to the throne.

I hate politics.

Agreed, but ours
is not to reason why.

That said, the work you've
done here is remarkable

and word has spread
far beyond Cairo.

So, if you were looking to
make a name for yourself,

you've certainly done it.

Kind words, Inspector,
and ones that give me heart.

But I must admit, I'm a
bit disheartened to hear

that exposing the
truth is not enough

to see any man or woman
pay for their crimes,

whoever they may be.

I've always believed
shining a light on truth

is how we find a
path to justice.

Then again, I've come
to learn that sometimes

there's a time and place for
the truth to come to light.

Your secrets are safe
with me, Inspector.

Your country thanks
you, Ms. Green.

Well, our holiday ended
up in murder, Nazis,

secret tunnels, and scorpions.

And with all that, I bet
you thought I'd forgotten.

But Miranda Green never forgets.