All language subtitles for American Dreamer (1984) EN

[train approaching]

[train horn blowing]

[train horn blaring]

[train horn blaring]

[buzzing]

[train horn blaring]

[train rumbling]

[groaning]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[gun cocking]

DIMITRI, I THINK YOU OWE
THE RATHER LARGE MAN

SITTING ON TOP OF YOU
AN APOLOGY.

I'M SORRY.

I'D LIKE YOU ALL
TO MEET THE KILLER.

COUNT RENELEAU.

DAMN YOU,
REBECCA RYAN.

REBECCA,
YOU ARE INCREDIBLE.

DIMITRI, YOU KNOW
I ALWAYS GET MY MAN.

NO.

DIMITRI, YOU KNOW
I ALWAYS GET MY WOMAN.

THAT WON'T WORK.

DIMITRI,

YOU KNOW
I ALWAYS GET MY PERSON.

THAT STINKS.

[typewriter clacking]

DIMITRI...

(Cathy) COME ON,
REBECCA, BE BRILLIANT.

I WANNA GO TO PARIS.

"'DIMITRI,' SAID REBECCA,

"'YOU KNOW I ALWAYS
GET MY MAN.

EVEN WHEN HE'S A WOMAN.'"

I LIKE IT.

I FINISHED THE CONTEST.

(Kevin)
CONTEST?

THE REBECCA RYAN CONTEST.
YOU WANNA READ IT?

I'D LOVE TO, BUT I HAVEN'T
GOT TIME RIGHT NOW.

I'LL READ IT LATER.

UH, IT'S GOT
A SURPRISE ENDING.

THE IMPORTANT THING, KID,

IS THAT YOU'RE DOING
SOMETHING YOU LIKE TO DO.

I'LL BE HOME LATE.

HAVE A NICE...

[door closing]

...DAY.

(Kevin Jr.) WHY DO YOU
WANT TO GO TO PARIS, MOM?

(Cathy) OH, I'VE
DREAMED ABOUT GOING

EVER SINCE I WAS
A LITTLE GIRL.

IT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL,
ROMANTIC CITY IN THE WORLD.

BORING.

DID YOU REALLY WRITE
A WHOLE BOOK IN HERE?

[jeering]

(Cathy)
CUT IT OUT, GUYS. CAREFUL.

NO, IT'S NOT
A WHOLE BOOK, KARL.

SEE, IT'S JUST A FEW PAGES.

IT'S A CONTEST
AND YOU HAVE TO WRITE

IN THE STYLE OF
THE REBECCA RYAN NOVELS.

AND THEN,
IF YOU WRITE THE BEST,

YOU WIN A FREE TRIP
FOR 2 TO PARIS.

I'D RATHER GO TO AFRICA.

(Cathy)
WHY AFRICA?

BECAUSE HE'S SEEN THE NAKED
WOMEN IN NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC.

HE LOVES BOOBS, MOM.
YOU'VE RAISED A PERVERT, MOM.

I'VE SEEN YOU LOOKING AT
THE BOOBS, TOO, KEVIN.

I KNOW, MOM.
I'M A PERVERT, TOO.

[both laughing]

[children chattering]

[woman chattering
over P.A. system]

(man on tape)
LET'S TAKE A TRIP TO FRANCE.

(Cathy)
OH, LET'S.

LISTEN TO THIS RECORDING
AND REPEAT WHAT YOU HEAR.

READY TO TRAVEL
WITH US TO PARIS?

YES.

(woman on tape) OUI. OUI.

(man)
NO. NON.

NON.

(woman)
PLEASE. S'IL VOUS PLAIT.

S'IL VOUS PLAIT.

(man)
THANK YOU. MERCI.

MERCI.

(man on tape)
EINS, ZWEI, DREI, VIER, FUNF.

EINS, ZWEI, DREI, VIER, FUNF.

VERY GOOD. SEHR GUT.

DANKE SCHON.

NIETZSCHE SAYS, "WHAT DOESN'T
DESTROY ME, MAKES ME STRONGER."

NIETZSCHE SAGT, "WAS NICHT
UMBRINGT, MACHT MICH STAeRKER."

YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING.

(Karl) "DIMITRI SAID, 'REBECCA,
YOU KNOW I ALWAYS GET MY MAN.

EVEN WHEN HE'S A WOMAN.'"

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

"THE IMPORTANT THING, KID,

IS YOU'RE DOING
SOMETHING YOU LIKE TO DO."

[grunting]

I WAS KIDDING.
IT WAS REALLY GOOD, MOM.

DO YOU REALLY THINK SO?
YEAH.

DO YOU THINK
IT MIGHT WIN?

SURE. MAYBE.

WHO'S DIMITRI?

DIMITRI IS
REBECCA'S BEST FRIEND.

ARE THEY MARRIED?

UH, NO.

WHY NOT?

WELL, REBECCA IS
VERY BUSY.

SHE'S BEAUTIFUL, SHE'S TALENTED.
SHE SPEAKS 5 LANGUAGES.

CAN SHE DO KUNG FU?

OH, SHE IS AN AIKIDO MASTER.
SHE CAN DO ALL THAT STUFF.

IF SHE'S ALL THAT GREAT, HOW
COME DIMITRI DIDN'T MARRY HER?

WELL, FOR ONE THING,
EVERY MAN SHE MEETS

FALLS IMMEDIATELY
IN LOVE WITH HER

AND, UH, DIMITRI, UH...

WELL, UH, HE HAS
OTHER INTERESTS.

YOU MEAN HE'S A HOMO?

UH, KARL, I THINK
IT'S TIME FOR BED.

DON'T LEAVE ME IN THE DARK WITH KEVIN.
HE'S A HOMO, TOO.

KARL, WHO TAUGHT YOU
TO TALK THAT WAY?

(Kevin Jr.) IGNORE HIM, MOM.
HE JUST WANTS ATTENTION.

(Cathy)
GOOD NIGHT. MMM.

(Karl)
GOOD NIGHT, MOM.

NIGHT, MOM.

SLEEP TIGHT.

(Kevin Jr.)
HOMO, HUH?

(Cathy) "PRINCE RUPERT
SLOWLY UNBUTTONED

REBECCA'S SILK BLOUSE..."

[door opening]

HI, HONEY.

HELLO, SWEETHEART.
HOW WAS YOUR DAY?

[door closing]

ANYTHING EXCITING?

WELL, AS A MATTER OF FACT,

WE'VE JUST ABOUT CLOSED
THE SIMON FUND.

OH, HONEY,
THAT'S WONDERFUL.

"...HIS STRONG HANDS DEMANDING
WHAT SHE KNEW SHE..."

"'I WANT YOU, REBECCA'"

"'MORE THAN
I'VE EVER WANTED...'"

[clicking]

[dog barking in distance]

[sniffling]

[moaning]

HMM.

AH. UH-UH-UH.

[scribbling]

[sighing]

YOU DON'T WANT TO?

IF--IF YOU WANT TO.

ONLY IF YOU DO.

SURE, I WANT TO.

YOU DON'T SOUND
VERY SURE.

SURE I'M SURE.

IT'S JUST THAT, UH,

THESE ACCOUNTS HAVE TO BE LOGGED
SOMETIME BEFORE TOMORROW MORNING.

OK.

[sighing]

I GUESS I COULD GET UP EARLY
AND DO THEM IN THE MORNING.

NO. NO, IT'S OK.

YOU SURE?

NO, IT'S FINE, REALLY.

YOU'RE NOT
JUST SAYING THAT?

NO. HONEST.

[sighing]

OK.

I THINK WE SHOULD
MAKE LOVE.

YOU DO?

I DO IF YOU DO.

I DO.

OK.

[sighing]

WOULD YOU RATHER
BE ON TOP?

UH, WOULD YOU RATHER
BE ON THE BOTTOM?

LOOK, EITHER-OR,
WHICH WOULD YOU LIKE?

OH, WHATEVER YOU WANT.

[breathing heavily]

OH, DON'T--
DON'T DO THIS TO ME.

[keys jangling]

OH, GREAT.

COME ON.

OH, COME...

[screaming]

[panting]

I'VE WON.

[inaudible]

[dog barking]

"STIR VIGOROUSLY OVER
LOW FLAME FOR 30 SECONDS.

[whispering]
OK.

"BE CAREFUL NOT TO STIR
TOO VIGOROUSLY

AS THIS WILL CAUSE THE SAUCE
TO THICKEN TOO RAPIDLY."

OH, MY GOD.

OH, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS.

[gasping]

WAY TO GO,
BUTT FACE.

OH, NO.

DICKHEAD.

"ADD 3 EGGS."

THAT'S IT. TABLE IS DONE.
CAN I GO NOW?

OH, UH, HONEY, WOULD YOU
GET ME 3 EGGS, PLEASE?

WOW. A WHOLE WEEK
WITHOUT YOU AND DAD.

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT WE'LL DO. I...

I GUESS WE'LL JUST
HAVE TO TRASH THE HOUSE.

HURRY UP
WITH THOSE EGGS, WISE GUY.

HEY, MOM.
MMM-HMM.

WANT TO SEE ME JUGGLE?
WHAT?

OH, KEVIN,
DON'T DO THAT.

[chuckling]

OH, OW! OW!

OH, OH, KEVIN.

(Cathy)
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

LOOK, MOM.
IT DIDN'T EVEN BREAK.

GREAT.

[exclaiming]

[gasping]

OW!

I GOT IT, MOM.

[thumping]
OW!

[exclaiming]

OW!

[glass shattering]

I GOT IT, MOM.
I GOT IT!

[panting]

GREAT.

[sighing]

THAT WAS DELICIOUS, HONEY.

YOU REALLY OUTDID YOURSELF.

OH, IT WAS NOTHING. JUST
SOMETHING I THREW TOGETHER.

(Cathy)
AHEM.

ALL RIGHT,
WHAT'S THE SURPRISE?

DID SOMEBODY
GET STRAIGHT A'S?

YES, DAD, SOMEBODY DID.

BUT UNFORTUNATELY,
HE COULDN'T BE HERE TONIGHT.

[tittering]

WELL...

I WON THE CONTEST.

OH, THAT.

WOW, THAT'S GREAT.
THAT'S TERRIFIC.

HEY, HEY.

[clinking]

I THINK THAT DESERVES
A TOAST.

TO MOM.

REALLY PUT A LOT OF THOUGHT
INTO THAT ONE, HUH, DAD?

SO WHAT DID YOU WIN?

I ASSUME YOU WON SOMETHING.

KEVIN, WE WON A FREE
TRIP TO PARIS, FRANCE,

ALL EXPENSES PAID FOR 2.

WE LEAVE SUNDAY.
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?

I CAN'T
BELIEVE IT MYSELF.

SUNDAY?
THIS SUNDAY?

I KNOW IT'S SHORT NOTICE,

BUT THEY'RE GIVING
THIS LUNCHEON ON TUESDAY

AT THIS FAMOUS RESTAURANT,
TOUR D'ARGENT, IN MY HONOR.

AND, KEVIN,

WE'LL BE STAYING AT THE
ROMANTIC HOTEL DES ARTISTES

FOR A WHOLE WEEK.
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?

DARLING, I THINK

YOU'RE GETTING A LITTLE AHEAD
OF YOURSELF HERE.

I REALLY THINK WE NEED
TO THINK THIS THING OVER.

OH, KEVIN, THIS--THIS IS
THE CHANCE OF A--A LIFETIME.

OH, I KNOW. I KNOW.
IT'S A TERRIFIC OPPORTUNITY.

UM...

[clicking tongue]

WHY DON'T WE HAVE DESSERT
AND TALK ABOUT IT LATER?

[dog barking in distance]

♪[Cathy humming]

VOILA.

CATHY, YOU DON'T SEEM
TO UNDERSTAND.

I CANNOT JUST
PACK UP AND LEAVE.

I KNOW BUT--BUT IT WOULD
BE A CHANCE

FOR THE TWO OF US
TO BE ALONE TOGETHER

IN THE MOST
ROMANTIC CITY IN THE WORLD.

THAT'S HALF THE REASON I STAYED
UP ALL THOSE NIGHTS WORKING.

I'M NOT ASKING FOR 6 MONTHS,
KEVIN. YOU CAN TAKE A WEEK.

CATHY, YOU HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT I CAN OR CANNOT TAKE.

KEVIN.

HONEY, WE--WE NEED
THIS TIME TOGETHER.

THIS IS THE WORST
POSSIBLE TIME FOR ME.

NO, IT IS NOT.
YOU'RE ALWAYS THIS BUSY,

AND YOU'LL ALWAYS BE
THIS BUSY.

AND THAT IS THE WAY
THAT YOU LIKE IT.

LOOK, I'M NOT
THE PROBLEM,

AND DON'T MAKE IT
SEEM LIKE I AM.

YOU KNOW, ALL THEY'RE
GOING TO DO

IS GIVE YOU A PLAQUE
AND A PAT ON THE BACK.

I DON'T MEAN TO MAKE LIGHT OF IT,
BUT THAT'S REALLY ALL IT IS.

I CAN'T GIVE UP
A WEEK'S WORK FOR THAT.

ALL RIGHT.

I GUESS, I'LL JUST GET SOMEBODY IN
TO TAKE CARE OF YOU AND THE BOYS.

YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW
I'M GONE.

YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

YOU'RE PLANNING
ON GOING WITHOUT ME?

DO YOU WANT TO GO?

NO, I CAN'T.

WELL, I CAN.

NO, YOU CAN'T.

KEVIN.

[whirring]

KEVIN!

[grunting]

[whirring stops]

I EARNED THIS TRIP. YOU HAVE NO
RIGHT TO KEEP ME FROM GOING.

CATHY, HONEY,

IF YOU WANT TO GO TO PARIS
THAT BAD,

SAVE UP AND GO
IN 3, 4 YEARS.

OK. I TELL YOU WHAT.

LET'S NOT MAKE A DECISION
ON IT RIGHT NOW.

LET'S JUST
THINK ON IT.

I'M SURE THINGS WILL BE A LOT
CLEARER IN THE MORNING. OK?

CATHY?

OK.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

I'M JUST GOING DOWNSTAIRS
TO READ FOR A WHILE.

CATHY.

WHAT?

I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO.

I'M JUST GOING DOWNSTAIRS.

NO. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

IT WOULD BE
SELFISH, CHILDISH,

AND IRRESPONSIBLE
OF YOU TO LEAVE,

BUT I'M NOT GOING TO
TELL YOU NOT TO GO.

I'M GOING TO LEAVE
THAT DECISION UP TO YOU.

LOVE YOU.

[Kevin laughing]

HEY, JUST LEAVE THE CLUBS.
WE'LL GET THEM AFTER WE EAT.

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE YOU KEPT
CATHY FROM GOING TO PARIS.

IF PHYLLIS HAD WON
THAT CONTEST,

IT WOULD HAVE TAKEN ME AND THE
NATIONAL GUARD TO KEEP HER HOME.

I HEAR IT TAKES THE NATIONAL GUARD
JUST TO KEEP HER SATISFIED.

[all laughing]

VERY FUNNY.

COME ON.

THE TRICK IS, EDDIE,
YOU NEVER LOSE CONTROL.

YOU DON'T YELL.
YOU DON'T SCREAM.

YOU JUST HELP THEM
MAKE YOUR DECISION.

I GUESS THE REAL TRICK IS
NEVER LET THEM ENTER CONTESTS.

[woman speaking French
over P.A. system]

[ferry horn blowing]

[brakes squealing]

BONSOIR.
APRES VOUS.

[car engine starting]

HMM.

[people chattering]

HMM.

[gasping]

"CATHY, THAT WAS
A CHILDISH, SELFISH,

"AND IRRESPONSIBLE THING
TO DO.

"THE MOST
IMPORTANT THING, KID,

IS THAT YOU'RE DOING SOMETHING
THAT YOU LIKE TO DO."

[reading in French]

MADAME,
YOUR LIMOUSINE IS READY.

MY LIMOUSINE?

[speaks French]

TO TAKE YOU TO
THE REBECCA RYAN LUNCHEON.

MADAME, UH,
WE HAVE SOME EXTRA TIME.

PERHAPS,
YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE

SOME OF THE CLASSIC SIGHTS
OF PARIS.

OH, YES, UH,
I'D LIKE THAT VERY MUCH.

[engine starting]

[brakes screeching]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

[brakes squealing]

[tires screeching]

[brakes squealing]

MADAME.

[clicking]

UH, IT WAS
A WONDERFUL RIDE, REALLY.

UH, MERCI BEAUCOUP.

OH, NO, MADAME.
REALLY, NO, NO, NO, NO.

IT'S JUST, SEE, I WANT TO
JUST WALK A LITTLE

AND--AND--
AND TAKE SOME PICTURES.

BUT YOUR LUNCHEON. THE TOUR
D'ARGENT IS THIS WAY, ONE BLOCK.

REALLY? GREAT.
I'LL WALK.

UH, THANK YOU.
MERCI. AU REVOIR.

[tires screeching]

HEY.

[speaking French]

HEY, HEY!

STOP.

[people shouting]

MARGUERITE, YOU WANT THE
WHOLE WORLD TO SEE YOU?

TERRIBLE. AWFUL.

WHY DOES IT
ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?

OH, MY GOD. I'VE GOT TO
CALL AN AMBULANCE.

(Cathy) DIMITRI IS
REBECCA'S BEST FRIEND.

(chauffeur)
TOUR D'ARGENT IS THIS WAY.

(Cathy)
CHANCE OF A LIFETIME.

(Kevin)
I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO.

(Cathy) IT'LL BE LIKE
A 2ND HONEYMOON.

(Kevin Jr.)
HE LOVES BOOBS, MOM.

(Karl)
I GOT IT, MOM. I GOT IT!

(Reneleau)
DAMN YOU, REBECCA RYAN.

(Kevin)
MOM.

[siren wailing]

[people chattering]

(woman) MISS McMANN, YOU KNOW,
I JUST LOVE YOUR BOOKS.

I NAMED MY DAUGHTER
REBECCA.

YES, I TRIED THAT
WITH MY SON.

HE WASN'T AMUSED.

[chuckling]

THANK YOU.

[woman speaking French
over P.A. system]

(man)
YOU'RE AWAKE. I'M SO GLAD.

I'M SO SORRY IT HAPPENED.

I FEEL JUST TERRIBLE,
AWFUL, BEYOND BELIEF.

BUT THANK GOD
YOU ARE ALL RIGHT.

NO BROKEN BONES.

JUST A BUMP
ON YOUR BEAUTIFUL HEAD.

I'M DON CARLOS DOMINGUEZ,

HIS MAJESTY'S AMBASSADOR
FROM SPAIN,

AT YOUR SERVICE.

AND WHOM DO I HAVE
THE PLEASURE OF ADDRESSING?

YOU KNOW PERFECTLY WELL
WHO I AM, YOU SNAKE.

SNAKE? MOI?

[titters]

[grunting]

[door closing]

[moans]

CATHY PALMER
HAS DISAPPEARED.

WHO?

CATHY PALMER.

I THOUGHT YOUR
WIFE'S NAME WAS JOANNA.

CATHY PALMER IS THE WOMAN WHO
WON THE REBECCA RYAN CONTEST,

WHICH IS WHY WE'RE ALL HERE
TODAY AT THIS LUNCHEON.

SHE'S A SMART GIRL.

SHE OBVIOUSLY KNOWS HOW BORING
THESE THINGS REALLY ARE.

(woman)
MERCI BEAUCOUP, MADAME.

YOU SHOULDN'T BE UP.

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE
WITH MY CLOTHES?

THOSE ARE YOUR CLOTHES.

DON'T BE ABSURD.

REBECCA RYAN WOULDN'T BE CAUGHT
DEAD IN SOMETHING LIKE THIS.

I THINK I'D BETTER
GET A DOCTOR.

[sighing]

WELL,

I GUESS IT'LL HAVE TO DO.

[woman speaking French
over P.A. system]

I'LL TAKE IT. AND THAT.

VERY GOOD.

ANOTHER 2 FOR MISS RYAN.

(man on phone)
HELLO?

I NEED TO INQUIRE
ABOUT ONE OF YOUR GUESTS,

REBECCA RYAN.

DOES REBECCA RYAN LIVE HERE?
YES.

JUST A MINUTE, PLEASE.

DOES REBECCA RYAN LIVE HERE?

YOU IDIOT.
OF COURSE SHE LIVES HERE.

EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT.

YOU IDIOT.
OF COURSE SHE LIVES HERE.

EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT.

[car honking]

BONJOUR, MADAME.

THANK YOU.

BONJOUR.
BONJOUR.

BONJOUR, MADAME.

[scribbling]

[doorbell ringing]

[doorbell continues ringing]

UH, CERTAINLY TOOK
YOUR TIME GETTING HERE.

I'M LUCKY I'M HERE AT ALL.

UH, UH,

I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH MALCOLM
TOLD YOU ABOUT THE JOB. UH...

NOTHING MUCH TO IT REALLY.

JUST A BIT OF FILING,
A FEW LETTERS.

ANY CALLS?

UH, NO,
JUST SECRETARIAL.

UH, EXCUSE ME.
JUST--JUST...

[doorbell ringing]

OH, COME IN.

UH, NO, JUST, UH...

SORRY. IT'S OK.

[paper rustling]

I SAY... EXCUSE ME.
NO, I'M AFRAID...

LOOK, WHAT ON EARTH IS ALL...
DON'T BRING ALL THAT...

OH, FINE.
JUST EVERYBODY COME IN.

(Cathy)
PUT THEM IN THE BEDROOM.

UH...

WHAT ARE THEY DOING?

I MISSED THE BOAT,
BUT MY BAGS DIDN'T.

BOAT?

YES. I RAN
INTO A LITTLE TROUBLE.

OR SHOULD I SAY,
IT RAN INTO ME.

WOULD YOU MIND TELLING ME--

SHH.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN "SHH"?

[whispering]
NOT NOW.

WHAT?

UH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
EXCUSE ME,

EXCUSE ME, WOULD YOU JUST
CLOSE THE DRAWER.

IS THIS ALL THERE IS?

W-WHY DO YOU
WANT TO KNOW?

NOW, DON'T START PINCHING
PENNIES ON ME NOW, DIMITRI.

I'VE GOT MORE IMPORTANT THINGS ON MY MIND.
MERCI. MERCI. MERCI.

UH, UH...

$300.

AU REVOIR.

(porters)
AU REVOIR, MADAME.

WHY DID YOU CALL ME DIMITRI?

PRIEST NEVER SHOWED UP.

I THINK
WE SCARED HIM OFF.

MALCOLM IS
BEHIND THIS, ISN'T HE?

[sighing] I DON'T KNOW
WHO IS BEHIND IT YET,

BUT THE FUTURE OF LIFE
ON THIS PLANET

MAY VERY WELL DEPEND
ON MY FINDING OUT.

OH, LORD.

TIME IS TICKING AWAY.

I WASTED 2 VALUABLE HOURS
GETTING OUT OF THE HOSPITAL.

YOU ESCAPED?

JUST BARELY.

THAT BLACK CITROEN
WAS NO ACCIDENT.

JUST ANOTHER CRUDE ATTEMPT
TO GET RID OF...

REBECCA RYAN.

[chuckling]

REBECCA RYAN,
I SEE.

THEY OBVIOUSLY THINK
I KNOW SOMETHING.

WELL, IT'S SOMETHING WORTH
KILLING YOU FOR, OBVIOUSLY.

RIGHT.

[gasping]
MY GOD. THE EMBASSY PARTY.

IT'S TONIGHT. OF COURSE.

NO WONDER THEY TRIED
TO KILL ME.

I SUSPECT MY ARRIVAL THERE WILL
SURPRISE SOME OF OUR OLD FRIENDS.

I WANT YOU
TO COME WITH ME.

I IMAGINE YOU DO. YES.

I SUPPOSE I COULD STAND HERE ALL
NIGHT ASKING YOU WHO'S RESPONSIBLE.

YOU WOULDN'T TELL ME,
WOULD YOU?

IF I TOLD YOU EVERYTHING, YOU'D
BE DEAD BEFORE YOU KNEW IT.

[chuckling]

YOU'RE VERY GOOD, YOU KNOW.

YOU'RE CONFIDENT,
YOU'RE CONVINCING, YOU'RE...

UNDRESSING.

OH, UH, BE A DEAR AND, UH, FIX
ME A MARTINI WHILE I CHANGE.

[gasping]

[door slamming]

HMM.

[doorbell ringing]

[gasping]

MR. McMANN?

[stammering]

YES.

I-I'M SORRY I'M LATE.
THE METRO WAS--

OH, YOU'RE THE SECRETARY.

I'M SO EXCITED
TO BE WORKING FOR YOU.

I JUST LOVE YOUR MOTHER'S

BOOKS.

UH, YES.
UH, WELL, LOOK, HERE.

IT'S JOLLY DECENT OF YOU TO HAVE COME.
THANK YOU SO MUCH.

NO. I'LL GIVE YOUR
REGARDS TO MY MOTHER.

GOOD DAY.

GOOD DAY, SIR.

[sighing]

I BET IT WAS

CHARLES. IT WAS...
HA, NO, IT WASN'T.

IT WAS JEAN PAUL, WASN'T IT?
IT WAS JEAN PAUL.

HE'S TRYING TO GET BACK AT ME
FOR THE TIME I PERSUADED HIM

TO PROMISE TO MARRY 2 DIFFERENT
WOMEN AT THE SAME TIME.

[laughing]

THE PERSONIFICATION
OF MORTAL FEAR.

WHAT'S WRONG?
YOU ALL RIGHT?

YOU KNOW, WHY DON'T WE
STOP PLAYING THIS GAME, HMM?

YOU'VE MORE THAN
EARNED YOUR MONEY.

WHY DON'T YOU
TELL ME YOUR REAL NAME.

DON CARLOS DOMINGUEZ.

THE SPANISH AMBASSADOR?

HE'S THE SNAKE
WHO TRIED TO RUN ME DOWN.

I THOUGHT WE WERE
GOING TO STOP THIS GAME.

[people chattering]

(Don Carlos) THESE DIPLOMATS WILL
STAB YOU IN THE BACK EVERY TIME.

BUT ME, RAFAEL,

YOU CAN COUNT
ON ME UP TO HERE.

I WILL NEVER
TURN MY BACK ON YOU.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH,
MY DEAR FRIEND.

[choking]

MARGUERITE.

(Marguerite)
THERE YOU ARE. AT LAST.

(Alan)
BONSOIR.

WELL, AREN'T YOU GOING TO
INTRODUCE US TO YOUR NEW FRIEND?

AH, YES.
UH, MARGUERITE LASUEUR.

HELLO.
HELLO.

HER HUSBAND, RAFAEL LASUEUR,
FRENCH FOREIGN MINISTER.

ENCHANTEE.

IVAN STANOVONOVITCH,
RUSSIAN AMBASSADOR.

NA ZDOROV'E.

DON CARLOS DOMINGUEZ,
THE SPANISH AMBASSADOR.

MAY I PRESENT--
NO, YOU MAY NOT.

EXCUSE ME.

OH, MY GOD.

THE PRESSURE IS ON.

BRAVO, BRAVO,
BRAVO, MADAME.

I NEVER MUCH LIKED
THAT FASCIST DONKEY.

WILL YOU DO ME THE HONOR,
MISS...

RYAN, REBECCA RYAN.

AND I CAN DRINK ANY MAN HERE
UNDER THE TABLE.

OH.

(all)
OH.

[glasses clinking]

UH...

[Cathy laughing]

[Cathy whooping]

♪[men singing in Russian]

[thudding]

I DRINK TO REBECCA RYAN!

SHE'S THE FIRST REAL WOMAN
I HAVE MET IN ALL OF FRANCE.

[glasses tinkling]

[people gasping]

♪[all singing in Russian]

HAVING FUN?

OH, YES.

(Cathy)
WHO'S THAT MAN?

AHHH!

SORRY.

[chattering]

THAT IS VICTOR MARCHAND, HE'S THE
LEADER OF THE OPPOSITION PARTY

AND HE IS VERY IMPORTANT,
SO STAY AWAY FROM HIM.

PIECES ARE FINALLY
BEGINNING TO FALL

[hiccupping]
IN PLACE.

MAY I CUT IN?

BY ALL MEANS.

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU HOPE TO GAIN

WITH THIS
LITTLE GAME OF YOURS.

IF YOU CONTINUE, YOU WILL GET
MORE THAN YOU BARGAINED FOR.

OF THAT YOU CAN BE SURE.

WHAT'S WITH HER NAME?

DRUMMING UP MORE PUBLICITY
FOR YOUR MOTHER'S BOOKS?

[gasping]
MORE VODKA.

YOU ARE A VERY
INTERESTING WOMAN.

YOU ARE SO, SO, SO...

[speaking German]

YES, IT'S A MIXTURE OF
ENGLISH AND BANTU TONGUES

SPOKEN IN THE MINING TOWNS
OF SOUTH AFRICA.

BUT GERMAN...

WASN'T IT NIETZSCHE WHO SAID:

IT'S DEEP, ISN'T IT?

[gulping]

OH, LORD.

[Cathy laughing]

WHAT ON EARTH
DID YOU SAY TO HIM?

[snoring]

THE WHEELS ARE IN MOTION.
THERE'S NO TURNING BACK NOW.

STAY HERE. DON'T MOVE.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

ABOVE ALL,
DON'T TALK TO ANYBODY.

[Don Carlos speaking German]

"TERMINATE
YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY."

[water dripping]

[clicking]

[glass clinking]

[gasps]

[toilet flushing]

DON CARLOS?

[Don Carlos groaning]

DON CARLOS?

[groaning]

OH, MY GOD.

[moaning]

DON CARLOS,
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

[groaning]

WHAT HAPPENED?

I'VE GOT TO
GET OUT OF HERE.

DON CARLOS. DON CARLOS,
PLEASE, JUST ONE SECOND.

THAT WOMAN!

HOW COULD SHE...
HOW DID SHE KNOW?

WHAT-WHATEVER SHE SAID,
SHE DIDN'T MEAN IT.

MY LIFE IS OVER.

AGENTS ARE PROBABLY ONTO ME
RIGHT THIS VERY SECOND.

I DIDN'T WANT TO SPY
FOR THEM, BUT I HAD TO.

[whispering]
THE MONEY WAS TOO GOOD.

I MUST CITE DIPLOMATIC IMMUNITY
BEFORE I AM A DEAD FISH.

UH,

WHAT EXACTLY
DID SHE TELL YOU?

WAIT,

MAYBE YOU ARE
ONE OF THEM RIGHT NOW.

[yelling]

[glass shattering]

[shuffling feet]

(all)
NA ZDOROV'E.

[speaking French]

HI.

HELLO.

[chuckling]

I KNOW.

YOU DO?
MMM-HMM.

HOW WONDERFUL.

WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

I...

KNOW THAT YOU ARE
INVOLVED IN A PLOT

THAT COULD VERY WELL
COST YOU YOUR LIFE.

EXCUSE ME, VICTOR, WE WERE
JUST OFF, WEREN'T WE?

COME ON.
WE ARE?

OH.

I WILL DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER
TO SEE THAT JUSTICE IS DONE.

BEFORE IT'S ALL OVER, YOU'LL
BE MADLY IN LOVE WITH ME.

[Cathy whooping]

♪[Cathy singing]

GOOD EVENING, MADAME.

IT'S A GLORIOUS EVENING,
ISN'T IT?

[giggling]

♪[singing in French]

[Cathy giggling]

DON'T COME NEAR ME
OR I'LL JUMP.

[laughing]

♪[singing]

NOTHING YOU DO
CAN FURTHER EMBARRASS ME.

[water splashing]

[Cathy giggling]

RIGHT.

[guffawing]

[Cathy giggling]

UH, J-JACQUELINE.

[Alan tittering]

HELLO. UH...

[giggling]

YOU KNOW, UH...

(Alan)
THE MOST

EXTRAORDINARY THING
HAPPENED...

[chuckling]
AMAZING, REALLY.

[clattering]

[grunting]

OH.

[grunting]

GOOD NIGHT.

SHE SEEMS LIKE
A LOVELY GIRL.

OH, YES.
YES, SHE'S, UH...

INDEED.
LOVELY.

OH, LOOK,
IT'S THE BEDROOM.

I'M PUTTING YOU
DOWN NOW, ALL RIGHT?

OH, GOOD.

OK. JUST LET'S GET THIS...
WHAT?

OH, YES, IT IS VERY WET.

IT IS VERY WET.

[mumbling]

DON'T... LET ME JUST...

I'M MISSING AN ARM.

I KNOW, I KNOW. IT'S ALL
RIGHT, BECAUSE IT'S WET.

OH, MY GOD,
I'M MISSING AN ARM.

JUST A MINUTE. THERE.

OH, GOOD.
SO GLAD TO SEE IT.

WELL, I CAN GET RID
OF THIS, I THINK.

[sighing]

[grunting]

OH, NO. HELLO?

HELLO, ANYBODY IN?

MMM-HMM.

UM,

YOU HAVE TO TAKE THIS OFF, YOU
KNOW, IT'S ABSOLUTELY SOAKING.

MMM-MMM.

COME ON.

I CAN UNDO THIS, ALL RIGHT?
HMM.

YOU'LL HAVE TO MANAGE
THE REST YOURSELF.

"PRINCE RUPERT SLOWLY
UNBUTTONED REBECCA'S BLOUSE,

SLIPPING HIS HAND UNDERNEATH AND
CARESSING HER SMOOTH SKIN."

YES, WELL, UH...

[giggling]

I'LL JUST UNDO THIS.

THERE WE ARE. NOW THAT'S UNDONE.
COME ON, NOW.

MMM.

[moaning]

ALL RIGHT.

RIGHT. THANK YOU.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

[sighing]

DON'T BE ANGRY, KEVIN.

I WAS JUST TRYING
TO HAVE A GOOD TIME.

ALL RIGHT.

KEVIN? WHO THE HELL
IS KEVIN?

[phone ringing]

[crickets chirping]

HELLO?

(Malcolm) HELLO, IT'S MALCOLM
HARGRAVES HERE, IN PARIS.

I WAS WONDERING IF YOU'D
HEARD FROM MRS. PALMER?

NO. WHY?
IS SOMETHING WRONG?

WELL, SHE JUST SEEMS TO HAVE
DISAPPEARED.

NO, NO, SHE WOULD NEVER
DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

SHE'S A PERFECTLY
SENSIBLE GIRL.

WELL, THAT MAY BE.
I THINK YOU SHOULD BE HERE.

JUST A SECOND.

[sighing]

[whirring]

[clock chiming]

"REBECCA RYAN, 2,000 FRANCS."

"REBECCA RYAN, 8,000 FRANCS."

REBECCA RYAN, 37,000 FRANCS."

[spoon clattering]

UH, I THINK WE HAVE TO
HAVE A LITTLE TALK.

UH, I THINK YOU MIGHT BE
IN SOME SORT OF TROUBLE.

AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS. AND
I'M NOT SURE THAT YOU DO EITHER.

[gargling]

UH, WE ALL HAVE SECRETS, HMM.
I CAN UNDERSTAND THAT.

BUT--BUT--BUT I AM BEGINNING
TO WORRY ABOUT YOU.

I--I--I DON'T WANT YOU
TO BE HURT.

[gargling]

[stammering]
SO WHAT I PROPOSE IS THIS.

THAT I TAKE YOU TO SEE
THIS JOLLY GOOD CHAP I KNOW.

UH, HE--HE IS UH--UH,
SORT OF A--A--A DOCTOR.

UH, AND I THINK HE MIGHT BE ABLE TO
HELP YOU WORK YOUR WAY THROUGH THIS.

HMM?

WHAT DO YOU SAY?

(Cathy)
WHAT?

I SAID, I THINK YOU MIGHT BE
IN SOME SORT OF TROUBLE.

TROUBLE IS
MY MIDDLE NAME.

THE SPANISH AMBASSADOR
CONFESSED.

I'VE GOTTA WARN VICTOR.

VICTOR. WARN VICTOR
ABOUT WHAT?

YES, IT'S ALL RIGHT THERE. OH.

VICTOR'S ADDRESSING THE
ASSEMBLY, EVEN AS WE SPEAK.

UH...
LET'S JUST HOPE

THAT HIS LIFE DOESN'T END
BEFORE HIS SPEECH DOES.

UH, W-WHAT ARE YOU
LOOKING FOR?

YOUR KEYS.

UH, COULD I JUST ASK
ABOUT THESE RECEIPTS?

UH, WHAT ABOUT THEM?

WELL, I--I DON'T MEAN
TO PRY OR ANYTHING.

IS--IS THIS
YOUR SIGNATURE?

UH, YES, I BELIEVE IT IS.

THIS THING HAVE
ANY POCKETS IN IT?

YES, AND UNTIL NOW,
NO RIPS.

OH, WHERE ARE
THE KEYS TO YOUR CAR?

THE CONCIERGE HAS THEM.
AH.

UH, COULD WE JUST
STRAIGHTEN THIS OUT?

OH, STOP FUSSING,
DIMITRI

AND GET SOME REST.
YOU LOOK DREADFUL.

YES, BUT WE ARE TALKING HERE
ABOUT THOUSANDS OF FRANCS.

I MEAN, DOLLARS. AND WHAT'S ALL THIS
STUFF ABOUT THE SPANISH AMBASSADOR?

WHAT DID YOU SAY
TO DON CARLOS DOMINGUEZ...

[door slamming]

MY CAR. SHE GOT MY CAR.
SHE GOT MY CAR.

[thudding]

[tires squealing]

[car engine revving]

FOLLOW THAT CAR.

I DON'T BELIEVE I SAID THAT.

[car horn blaring]

[whistles blowing]

[tires screeching]

[brakes squealing]

(Alan)
REBECCA! REBECCA!

REBECCA! REBECCA!

JUST A SECOND.
WILL YOU WAIT, DAMN IT?

AND IS NOT THE CRIMINAL
A HUMAN BEING FIRST?

DOES HE NOT STILL MAINTAIN
HIS BASIC HUMAN DIGNITY?

IS IT NOT UP TO US, THE STATE,
TO PROTECT HIS DIGNITY?

I SAY, IF WE DO NOT
PROTECT HIS DIGNITY

THAT WOULD TARNISH OUR OWN.

EXCUSE ME. SORRY.

VICTOR.

ALTERNATELY, SOCIETY

[grunting]
WILL NOT BE JUDGED BY THE...

(Cathy)
VICTOR!

THE GREAT BUILDINGS...

NO, NO, NO.

[people shushing]
VICTOR!

...OR THE GREAT MONUMENTS
IT LEAVES BEHIND,

BUT RATHER BY THE WAY

IT TREATS ITS MOST
DISADVANTAGED CITIZENS.

I SAY, UH...

I SAY, LET US BUILD A MONUMENT
TO THE HUMAN SPIRIT.

I SAY, UH...

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

HI.

SAVING VICTOR'S LIFE.

WE...

[clearing throat]
SORRY. WE SURELY...

GET...

...MUST RECOGNIZE
THAT MAN...

...OUT.

(Alan)
GET OUT.

UH, THAT MAN...

THEY'RE GOING TO
KILL HIM, DIMITRI

UH...

(Cathy) AND NO ONE CAN DO
A DAMN THING ABOUT IT.

GET OUT. GET OUT.

NO ONE EXCEPT REBECCA RYAN.

GET OUT.

OUT.

THANK YOU.

(Alan)
NOW!

REBECCA, DON'T YOU THINK
THIS HAS GONE FAR ENOUGH?

IT'S GONE TOO FAR.
HE'S ALREADY TAKEN THE BAIT.

JUST A SECOND. COME ON.

[muttering]

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU.

I KNOW YOU'RE EAGER
TO HELP, DIMITRI.

WELL, THEN.

BUT THIS IS NO TIME
TO PLAY THE HERO.

I AM NOT

PLAYING THE HERO.

I'M NOT PLAYING THE HERO.

YOU ARE PLAYING
THE GOD DAMN...

[reporters chattering]

OH, NO.

I'LL HANDLE IT.

OH--OH, NO. NO.

UH...

IS THIS YOUR CAR,
MONSIEUR?

[car engine starting]
UH, YES.

IT IS IMPOSSIBLE
TO LEAVE IT HERE.

IT IS NOT A PARKING PLACE.

YES, BUT EVERY SECOND COUNTS WHEN
A MAN IS ABOUT TO BE MURDERED.

(gendarme)
MURDER?

NO, NO, NO, NO. IT--IT LOSES
SOMETHING IN THE TRANSLATION.

[engine revving]

WHAT MURDER?

TELL CAPT. GENET
NOT TO WORRY.

REBECCA RYAN'S
ON THE CASE.

[tires squeal]

[whistle blowing]

VICTOR'S WALKING INTO A TRAP

[engine jarring]
AND HE DOESN'T KNOW IT.

CLUTCH.

I TRIED TO WARN HIM
AT THE EMBASSY PARTY

BUT HE PRETENDED NOT TO KNOW
WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT.

WHO DOES?

(Cathy)
IT'S VERY SIMPLE, DIMITRI.

RED LIGHT.

RED LIGHT!

WAS THAT RED?

[tires screeching]

DAMN IT, REBECCA.

TO THE PARK, ALL RIGHT.

DAMN IT.
DON'T GO, REBECCA.

[exclaiming]

COME BACK.
COULD WE DISCUSS THIS?

NOT NOW, DIMITRI.

[exclaims]

GOT A LIGHT?

NOW, LISTEN.

[whispers]

YOU'RE GOING TO
GET US BOTH ARRESTED.

NOW, THAT IS VICTOR MARCHAND,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.

AND HE JUST MADE CONTACT.

(Cathy)
DIMITRI. DAMN IT.

KEEP THAT.

MERCI BEAUCOUP.

THERE'S A HAND-OFF.

OH, FOR GOD'S SAKE.

GET DOWN.

NOW, LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.
LOOK WHAT YOU DID.

(both)
GREAT.

WHERE DID HE GO?

UH, I DON'T KNOW. UH...

HUH.

NO, NO, NO, NO.
NOT GOING IN THERE.

SOMEBODY'S GOT TO
PROTECT VICTOR.

FROM YOU.

[gasps]

WHAT? WHAT?

I DON'T...

[grunting]

VICTOR, WAIT.

(Cathy)
VICTOR, WHERE ARE YOU?

VICTOR!

(Alan)
REBECCA.

(Cathy) HEY, WAIT. I
NEED TO TALK TO YOU.

VICTOR!

[gasping]

[screaming]

GOD.

FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE.

YOU'RE LUCKY
YOU'RE STILL ALIVE.

I'M ON A STREAK.
COME ON.

[footsteps pattering]
LISTEN.

[groans]

I'M SORRY. WHAT?

[exclaims]

(Alan) VICTOR, IT'S ALL RIGHT.
SHE'S NOT DANGEROUS.

SHE'S NOT DANGEROUS.
SHE'S JUST A LITTLE CONFUSED.

(Cathy)
VICTOR! VICTOR!

(Alan)
REBECCA! REBECCA!

VICTOR!

CAN WE JUST...
WAIT, REBECCA.

VICTOR!

JUST STOP.

VICTOR, WAIT.

VICTOR, DON'T BE AFRAID.
I'M HERE TO HELP.

[creaking]

[groaning]

LISTEN.

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?

VICTOR. OH, MY GOD,
I HOPE WE'RE NOT TOO LATE.

I'M GONNA TAKE YOU
OUT OF HERE.

DIMITRI, THIS IS NO TIME
TO WORRY ABOUT ME.

A MAN'S LIFE IS AT STAKE.
WOULD YOU LET GO OF ME?

NO, I'M TAKING YOU
TO THE HOSPITAL.

I REALLY HATE
TO DO THIS, DIMITRI.

WHAT?

[grunts]

[moans]

SOMEDAY
YOU'LL THANK ME FOR THAT.

[water dripping]

SORRY.

VICTOR!

[groaning]

HEY. HEY, HEY!

NO, WAIT.

NO, WAIT.

♪[organ playing]

I'M HERE TO HELP.

(Cathy)
WAIT.

THE PRIEST.
OF COURSE, THE PRIEST.

FATHER.

[Rebecca shouting]

WAIT. FATHER.

WAIT.

FATHER,
WE HAVEN'T MUCH TIME.

YOU HAVE TO BREAK THE
SANCTITY OF THE CONFESSIONAL

AND TELL ME
WHO THE KILLER IS.

I HAD TO DO IT.

I'M SORRY, FATHER,
FOR THE MISTAKE.

[gun firing]

[gun continues firing]

ENTREZ, ENTREZ.

BONJOUR.

DON'T TELL THEM ANYTHING,
DIMITRI.

IF THE POLICE
GET INVOLVED NOW,

THEY WILL JUST FOUL THINGS UP.
SHH.

COME, COME NOW.

LET'S NOT HAVE ANY SECRETS
BETWEEN US, MISS, UH...

RYAN.

[lighter clicking]

REBECCA RYAN.

AND YOU, SIR?

(Alan) UH, NO, THANKS.
I DON'T SMOKE.

NO, NO. YOUR NAME.

SORRY. UM, ALAN McMANN.

DIMITRI, I DIDN'T MEAN THAT YOU
HAD TO LIE ABOUT YOUR NAME.

UH, INSPECTOR,

UH, THERE'S SOMETHING THAT YOU'LL
WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THIS WOMAN.

AND MAYBE THERE IS SOMETHING I
SHOULD KNOW ABOUT YOU, HMM?

WHAT?

[tittering]

BUT FIRST, I WANT TO
KNOW ABOUT THE PRIEST.

RIGHT.
RIGHT.

MISS, UH, RYAN, SUPPOSE YOU
TELL ME EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED.

(Alan)
WELL, THERE'S THIS--

NO. MISS RYAN.

[siren wailing]

WELL--
AND DON'T LEAVE ANYTHING OUT.

OK.

[sighs]

YOU KNOW, YOU HAVEN'T SAID

A WORD SINCE WE LEFT
THE POLICE STATION.

IS SOMETHING WRONG?

CAN I GET YOU ANYTHING?

NO, THANK YOU, NO.
IT'S FINE. THANK YOU.

I WANT YOU
TO LISTEN TO ME, DIMITRI.

YOU KNOW, LIFE IS FULL OF
THESE LITTLE UPS AND DOWNS.

PAIN IS NOT SOMETHING
TO BE AFRAID OF.

I'M GLAD
I'VE GONE THROUGH PAIN,

BECAUSE IT TEACHES ONE
COURAGE.

I'VE SEEN
A LOT OF MEN SHOT.

I'VE SEEN
A LOT OF MEN KILLED.

SOME OF THEM
BY MY OWN HAND.

AND I GUESS IT'S SOMETHING
YOU NEVER GET USED TO.

WE'RE LUCKY
WE HAVE EACH OTHER.

YOU KNOW, IN A FUNNY WAY,
YOU'VE RUINED ME.

I CAN NEVER MARRY.

EVEN THOUGH
YOU'RE THE WAY YOU ARE.

MARRIAGE PALES
NEXT TO OUR FRIENDSHIP.

I DON'T KNOW
A HUSBAND AND WIFE

THAT COMMUNICATE
AS WELL AS WE DO.

[gasps]

AS A MATTER OF FACT,

I DON'T KNOW
A HUSBAND AND WIFE

THAT COMMUNICATE

AT ALL.

WHAT YOU ARE FEELING
RIGHT NOW

IS THE BARREL OF A SMITH AND
WESSON .357 COMBAT MAGNUM.

THIS WEAPON CAN FELL AN
ELEPHANT AT A 100 YARDS,

LET ALONE A SNAKE LIKE
YOU AT POINT BLANK.

[exclaims]

MY SHOES, YOU SEE?
MY SHOES.

THERE'S NO ONE IN THEM.
NOT EVEN ME.

MAY I JUST... SORRY.
MAY I JUST HAVE A WORD?

JUST ONE SECOND.

THIS IS A BOOK.
HMM?

REBECCA RYAN
IS A CHARACTER IN A BOOK.

A BOOK IS NOT REAL LIFE.

REBECCA RYAN
IS NOT REAL LIFE.

CALM DOWN, DIMITRI.

WE ALL GET
A LITTLE TENSE

WHEN THE BULLETS
START FLYING.

[exclaiming]

ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?
THIS IS A BOOK.

REBECCA RYAN
IS A CHARACTER IN A BOOK.

THERE IS NO ONE
BEHIND THE CURTAIN,

THERE ARE
NO FLYING BULLETS.

[gun firing]

[screams]

[yelling]

[both exclaiming]

OH, MY GOD.

WHAT?

SOMEONE REALLY IS
TRYING TO KILL US.

DIMITRI, SOMEONE IS
ALWAYS TRYING TO KILL US.

WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
RIGHT.

(both)
TAXI.

HELLO.

WHAT A PLEASANT SURPRISE.

AUNT EDNA.

THANK GOD YOU'RE HERE.

THANK GOD YOU'RE HERE,
TOO, DEAR.

NOW DON'T BE UPSET.
NOBODY'S TRYING TO KILL US.

WE'RE JUST GOING TO
STAY HERE FOR A FEW DAYS.

GOD, I NEED A DRINK.

IN THERE.
AH.

NEW FRIEND, HUH?

SHE THINKS
SHE'S REBECCA RYAN.

SHE THINKS I'M DIMITRI.

SHE OBVIOUSLY THINKS THAT YOU ARE
MY, WELL, DIMITRI'S AUNT EDNA.

HOW UTTERLY CHARMING.

HUH, YEAH.

SHE ALSO THINKS THAT SOMEONE
IS TRYING TO KILL US.

NOW, DON'T BELIEVE A WORD
SHE SAYS.

ABOVE ALL,
DON'T LET HER SET FOOT

OUTSIDE THIS HOUSE.
ALL RIGHT?

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

[whispering]
TO THE POLICE.

WHATEVER FOR?

SOMEONE
IS TRYING TO KILL US.

WHATEVER YOU SAY, DEAR.

SO, I UNDERSTAND
YOU'RE IN A BIT OF A BIND.

WHAT ARE YOU TRYING
TO TELL ME?

IS SHE REBECCA RYAN
OR IS SHE NOT REBECCA RYAN?

I TOLD YOU,
THERE IS NO SUCH PERSON.

BUT SHE SAT RIGHT HERE!

NO, SHE THINKS SHE'S A
CHARACTER IN A BOOK.

SHE THINKS I'M A
CHARACTER IN A BOOK.

SHE EVEN THINKS MY MOTHER
IS A CHARACTER IN A BOOK.

THE WOMAN IS CRAZY.

SHE IS NOT THE ONLY ONE.

LOOK, YOU HAVE
GOT TO DO SOMETHING

BECAUSE THE PRIEST'S DEATH
WAS NOT AN ACCIDENT.

THAT BULLET AND THIS ONE
WERE MEANT FOR REBECCA.

THE--THE WOMAN
WHO DOES NOT EXIST?

NO, OF COURSE SHE EXISTS,

BUT NOT AS REBECCA!

B-BECAUSE REBECCA
DOES NOT EXIST.

RIGHT!

WRONG! GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!

[siren wailing]

JUST A MINUTE. IF YOU COULD JUST
TAKE IT MAYBE FROM THE BEGINNING...

AUNT EDNA?

YES, DEAR. I'M RIGHT HERE.

THEY THINK
I KNOW WHO THE KILLER IS.

THAT'S WHY
THEY'RE TRYING TO KILL ME.

IT'S SO OBVIOUS.

WELL, I WOULDN'T SAY OBVIOUS.

SURE IT IS.

THE SPANISH AMBASSADOR
TRIED TO RUN ME DOWN.

BUT HE'S JUST A PAWN
IN SOMEBODY ELSE'S GAME.

THE PRIEST WAS THE LINK,

BUT THEY SHOT HIM BEFORE HE
COULD FINGER THE KILLER.

OH, YES,
I REMEMBER THAT STORY.

IT'S THE ONE WHERE THE COUNT,
WHOM WE THINK IS THE GOOD GUY,

ACTUALLY BETRAYS--

VICTOR.

WHO?

MY GOD, EDNA, OF COURSE.

COUNT RENELEAU.
HE'S THE KILLER.

I'VE GOT TO WARN VICTOR.

OH, MY.

♪[music playing]

VICTOR.

[gasps]

THANK YOU SO MUCH
FOR MEETING ME.

EVER SINCE YOU SPOKE TO ME
AT THE EMBASSY PARTY,

I'VE BEEN HOPING
I MIGHT SEE YOU AGAIN.

VICTOR, I--
YES?

I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING.

YOU WANT TO RUN YOUR TREMBLING
FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR.

YOU WANT TO
CARRY ME OFF SOMEWHERE

AND MAKE
PASSIONATE LOVE TO ME.

BUT THAT
WILL HAVE TO WAIT.

I DON'T BELIEVE I HAVE EVER MET
A WOMAN QUITE LIKE YOU BEFORE.

I KNOW.

BELIEVE ME, VICTOR,

I KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE GOING THROUGH.

BUT WE CAN'T BE
BLINDED BY PASSION.

NOT WHILE
YOUR LIFE IS AT STAKE.

I WANT YOU
TO TELL ME EVERYTHING.

[gulping]

OTHERWISE, I CAN'T BE RESPONSIBLE
FOR WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN.

PLEASURE BEFORE BUSINESS.

WHY DON'T WE DRINK TO ME,
A VICTIM OF DESIRE?

[glasses clink]

SALUT.

(Alan) I TOLD YOU NOT TO
LET HER OUT OF THE HOUSE.

I DIDN'T.
SHE LET HERSELF OUT.

SHE'S A HEADSTRONG YOUNG LADY
AND I FOUND THAT ATTRACTIVE.

MOTHER,
WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER?

I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING.

YOU ENCOURAGED HER,
DIDN'T YOU?

NO, I DIDN'T ENCOURAGE HER.
HUH? HUH?

I JUST SET HER STRAIGHT.

MOTHER.

WELL, SHE WAS RECOUNTING THE
PLOT OF THE PRIEST CONFESSES,

BUT SHE SEEMED TO
HAVE IT ALL MIXED UP.

I SIMPLY REMINDED HER
THAT IN THE PRIEST CONFESSES,

THE COUNT, WHOM WE ALL
THINK IS THE GOOD GUY,

ACTUALLY BETRAYS--

VICTOR.

WELL, THAT'S WHAT
SHE SAID.

MOTHER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

I DON'T REMEMBER THIS VICTOR
CHAP IN THE PRIEST CONFESSES.

HE'S NOT IN
THE PRIEST CONFESSES.

WAS IT
THE POISONED PRINCESS?

NO, NO, NO, NO, HE'S NOT IN A BOOK.
HE'S REAL.

OH, DARLING, I KNOW WE LIKE
TO THINK OF THEM AS REAL,

BUT THEY ARE ONLY
CHARACTERS IN A BOOK.

SHE OBVIOUSLY THINKS
THAT VICTOR IS VINCENT.

HERE IT IS.

"REBECCA GAVE VINCENT'S
SECRETARY URGENT INSTRUCTIONS:

"'MEET ME AT CHEZ
BERNARD IMMEDIATELY.

YOUR FUTURE AND THAT OF YOUR
COUNTRY HANG IN THE BALANCE.'"

HA! I WILL NOT BE OUTWITTED
BY A 2-DIMENSIONAL CHARACTER

IN A CHEAP
ROMANTIC THRILLER!

BITE YOUR TONGUE.

[clock chiming]

[police radio chattering]

OH, MY GOD.

EXCUSE ME. EXCUSE ME, SIR.

VICTOR.
IS HE-- IS HE ALL RIGHT?

YES, SIR.

W-W-WHAT HAPPENED?
W-W-WAS THERE A GIRL?

EXCUSE ME. EXCUSE ME.

REBECCA. OH.

REBECCA.
A-A-ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

I'M FINE, DIMITRI.

UNFORTUNATELY,
VICTOR WASN'T SO LUCKY.

GOD, WHAT HAPPENED?

IF IT WASN'T FOR MISS RYAN'S
KNOWLEDGE OF FIRST AID

HE WOULD BE IN
THE MORGUE RIGHT NOW.

(Cathy)
JUST DOING MY JOB.

WE FOUND TRACES
OF POTASSIUM CYANIDE.

CYANIDE?

YES.

BUT AS I REMEMBER IT HE WAS
SUPPOSED TO HAVE HIS THROAT CUT.

[van honking]

(Cathy)
THEY CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD.

I DIDN'T EXPECT THEM
TO POISON HIM.

BUT LOOK.

WHAT-WHAT'S THAT?

IT'S THE MATCHBOOK
FROM THE PARK.

WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?

IT WAS IN HIS POCKET.

"640 ST. RAPHAEL 12."

NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK
THAT MEANS?

WELL, IT'S AN ADDRESS.

IT MUST BE AN ADDRESS.

EXACTLY.

TAXI.

WHY AM I SAYING THIS?

WELL DONE, DIMITRI.
NOW, WHAT ABOUT THE 12?

(Cathy)
MAYBE WE MISSED HIM.

MAYBE IT'S JUST AS WELL.

MIGHT HAVE BEEN LOT
OF INNOCENT BLOODSHED

IF HE'D HAD
THE NERVE TO SHOW UP.

(Alan)
WHO?

COUNT RENELEAU.

CAN'T WE JUST FORGET
THIS CHARACTER FOR A WHILE?

[scoffs]

I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FORGET
RENELEAU FOR YEARS.

YOU MIGHT AS WELL
TRY AND FORGET EVIL.

HE THINKS
I'M STUPID AND INEPT.

HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW ME.

IT JUST MAKES ME SO GOD DAMN
MAD WHEN HE IGNORES ME

FOR HIS ACCOUNTS
AT 2:00 IN THE MORNING.

HE IGNORES YOU
FOR HIS ACCOUNTS?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

WHAT?

NO, YOU SAID HE IGNORES
YOU FOR HIS ACCOUNTS.

NO, NO, NO. HE'S A COUNT.
COUNT? COUNT RENELEAU.

I DON'T THINK I CAN TAKE
MUCH MORE OF THIS.

PEOPLE ARE SHOOTING AT US
WITH GUNS AND EVERYTHING,

AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.
YOU SEE,

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S REAL ANYMORE.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW
IF YOU'RE REAL.

[woman chattering]

I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS YOU'VE
GOT, BUT I THINK IT'S CONTAGIOUS.

(woman)
DO YOU WANT TO?

(man)
WELL, IF YOU WANT TO.

ONLY IF YOU DO.

WELL, SURE, I WANT TO.

YOU DON'T SOUND VERY SURE.

WELL, SURE I'M SURE.

IT'S JUST IF YOU'VE SEEN ONE
CATHEDRAL, YOU'VE SEEN THEM ALL.

OK, HAROLD.

IT'S ONLY
A STUPID CATHEDRAL.

IT'S NOT THE CATHEDRAL,
HAROLD.

IT'S THE LAST 15 YEARS.

WHAT'S WRONG?

OH.

DON'T WORRY.
EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE.

REALLY. EVERYTHING'S
GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT.

I WON'T LET
ANYTHING HAPPEN TO YOU.

[sobs]

I'LL STAY WITH YOU
TILL YOU'RE THROUGH THIS.

[sniffling]

IF ANYTHING
DOES HAPPEN TO YOU, WELL,

IT'LL PROBABLY
HAPPEN TO ME AS WELL.

NOW, LET'S EAT.

[birds chirping]

[rooster crowing]

OH, MY GOD.

DIMITRI.

[water running]

I'VE GOT IT.

I'VE GOT IT.

GOT--GOT WHAT?

COUNT RENELEAU WASN'T TRYING
TO KILL VICTOR,

HE WAS TRYING TO KILL ME.

WHAT'S WRONG?

GOD. YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL.

I KNOW,
BUT THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT.

AREN'T YOU
LISTENING TO ME?

NO, I THINK
YOU BETTER LEAVE.

WHY?

WHY?

SORRY, SORRY.

I'M NOT.

I'VE WAITED FOR THIS MOMENT
FOR 15 YEARS.

I WISH THAT WERE TRUE.

I WISH IT WERE ALL TRUE.

I'VE LOVED YOU EVER SINCE THE
FIRST TIME I SET EYES ON YOU.

REALLY?

EVER SINCE WE MET ON THAT TRAIN
TO ISTANBUL SO MANY YEARS AGO.

REBECCA.

THERE'S SOMETHING
WE HAVE TO FACE.

I KNOW.
I THINK WE MADE A MISTAKE.

I DON'T KNOW.

WELL, THAT'S MY FAULT,
IT'S NOT YOURS.

IT'S NO ONE'S FAULT.
IT JUST HAPPENED.

WE MUST HAVE MISREAD IT.

MISREAD IT?

YEAH, THE ADDRESS.

IT DIDN'T LEAD US ANYWHERE.

DO YOU THINK
IT COULD BE A RED HERRING?

I'M AFRAID
TO THINK ANYMORE.

[dog barking]

[kettle whistling]

MY SON ALSO RISES.

TOO BAD YOU WEREN'T UP EARLIER
TO HELP ME IN THE GARDEN.

(Margaret) MY CHRYSANTHEMUMS
ARE LOVELY THIS YEAR.

I THINK
I'M IN LOVE WITH HER.

OH, ISN'T THAT NICE?

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
SHE'S A NUT.

YOUR FATHER WAS ONE OF THE
BIGGEST NUTS OF THE WHOLE WORLD

AND I LOVED HIM DEARLY
FOR 33 YEARS.

EVEN WHEN HE CHAINED HIMSELF TO A
TREE DURING AN ELECTRICAL STORM

AND DARED THE LIGHTNING
TO STRIKE HIM.

WHICH, UNFORTUNATELY, IT DID.

I SHOULD HAVE TAKEN HER
TO A HOSPITAL.

BUT WHY IS SHE STARTING
TO MAKE SENSE?

WHY AM I ASKING YOU?

[doorbell buzzing]

I'LL GET IT.

[banging on door]

YES?
YOU, YOU, YOU...

[Kevin grunting]

[Alan groaning]

[both grunting]

[glass shattering]

[exclaims]

[groans]

NOW, STOP IT.
BOTH OF YOU. RIGHT NOW.

[groaning]

(Cathy)
DIMITRI.

[moans]

DIMITRI?

AH, DIMITRI,
IT'S NOT AN ADDRESS.

IT WASN'T AN ADDRESS AT ALL.

IT'S A DEPARTURE TIME FOR
THE PARIS EXPRESS. LOOK.

THE 6:40 TO ST. RAPHAEL
ON THE 12TH.

THAT'S TODAY.

VICTOR WILL BE
ON THAT TRAIN.

AND IT WILL BE THE LAST TRAIN
THAT HE EVER TAKES.

WHAT HAPPENED
TO YOUR NOSE?

MY NOSE?
HMM.

[gasps]

SOMEONE JUST TRIED
TO KILL ME.

THEY WILL STOP AT NOTHING

TO KEEP US FROM GETTING
ON THAT TRAIN. COME ON.

THERE'S NOT A MOMENT TO LOSE.
RIGHT.

COMING, AUNT EDNA?

YES. OF COURSE.

HAT.

[grunts]

[car engine starting]
CATHY?

[tires screeching]

CATHY!

VICTOR'S GOING TO DELIVER
THE STATE SECRETS.

ONCE THEY'RE IN COUNT RENELEAU'S
HANDS, HE'S AS GOOD AS DEAD.

TRAIN LEAVES IN 5 MINUTES,
CAN WE MAKE IT?

WATCH THIS.

[tires screeching]

[man chattering in French
on P.A. system]

[conductor whistling]

(all)
WAIT.

ATTENDEZ.

CATHY!

CATHY!

[people exclaiming]

CATHY!

[train horn blowing]

[people chattering in French]

(Cathy)
VICTOR!

[groans]

WAIT. I-I'M HERE TO HELP.

VICTOR.

WAIT! VICTOR!

DON'T GO IN THERE.
THEY'LL KILL YOU.

[screaming]

[groaning]

VICTOR'S SAFE NOW,
THANKS TO US.

UNFORTUNATELY,
NOBODY ELSE IS.

NOT AS LONG AS
COUNT RENELEAU IS STILL ALIVE.

DIMITRI,
YOU KNOW I ALWAYS GET MY MAN.

EVEN WHEN HE'S A WOMAN.

[screaming]

EVEN WHEN HE'S A WOMAN.

[screaming]

MY GOD.

STOP HURTING HER. STOP.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
LET GO OF ME!

COUNT RENELEAU.
HE'S A KILLER.

DON'T LET HIM NEAR ME.

CATHY!

REBECCA?

REBECCA? WHAT IS IT?
WHAT IS IT?

[gasping]
HELP ME.

[crying]

[woman chattering
on P.A. system]

(Malcolm)
ONE IN A HUNDRED,

NO, ONE IN A MILLION
IS THE TALENT YOUR WIFE HAS.

THE GIRL CAN WRITE.

LET HER DO ONE BOOK FOR ME
AND I GUARANTEE A BESTSELLER.

ALAN, YOU TELL HIM.

SHE'S VERY TALENTED.

WELL, I TRIED.

MR. PALMER? AH.

YOUR WIFE WANTS YOU
TO WAIT A MOMENT

WHILE SHE TALKS TO
MR. McMANN.

HOW ARE YOU?

OK.

QUITE A MYSTERY I HAD
GOING THERE, WASN'T IT?

YES, YES.
QUITE A FANTASY.

IT'S JUST UNFORTUNATE

THAT IT GOT MIXED UP
IN OTHER PEOPLE'S REALITY.

I FEEL SO BAD
ABOUT VICTOR.

I TRIED TO CONTACT HIM
SEVERAL TIMES,

BUT HE WOULDN'T
RETURN MY CALLS.

THOUGHT I WAS
SAVING HIS LIFE.

I ALMOST KILLED HIM.

YOU WERE A HEROINE
IN THE CLASSIC TRADITION.

IT'S STRANGE
JUST BEING CATHY PALMER AGAIN.

WHAT'S CATHY PALMER LIKE?

NOTHING SPECIAL.

I BET YOU'RE GLAD
TO GET RID OF ME.

ACTUALLY, I'VE NEVER BEEN LESS
GLAD OF ANYTHING IN MY LIFE.

OH, WELL.

I DON'T KNOW
HOW TO SAY GOODBYE.

BYE, REBECCA.

LOOK, IT'S GONNA
BE ALL RIGHT.

WE'LL GO HOME,

WE'LL PICK UP
WHERE WE LEFT OFF.

LOT OF THINGS
HAVE HAPPENED,

BUT WE'LL JUST
PUT THOSE THINGS BEHIND US

AND GET ON
WITH, UH, UH...

WELL, THINGS WILL BE
A LOT CLEARER LATER.

MAYBE I DIDN'T TAKE THIS WRITING
THING OF YOURS SERIOUS ENOUGH.

MAYBE SOME OF THIS
IS MY FAULT.

BUT THINGS CAN BE
LIKE THEY WERE.

OR PRETTY CLOSE.

NO, THEY CAN'T.
WHAT AM I SAYING?

YOU'VE BEEN RUNNING AROUND
PARIS AS THIS WEIRD PERSON.

YOU SLEPT WITH...

I THINK IT'S A MISTAKE
TO TALK ABOUT THIS TONIGHT.

THINGS WILL BE A LOT CLEARER
IN THE MORNING.

YOU KNOW, I'M LOOKING
FORWARD TO GETTING BACK.

GOD, IT'S GONNA BE GOOD.

MUCH BETTER
THAN IT WAS BEFORE.

NOT THAT IT WAS HORRIBLE
OR ANYTHING,

BUT I'M AWARE THAT MAYBE I
HAVEN'T BEEN THE MOST...

WELL, THE BEST, UH...

WELL, I AM AWARE
OF THOSE THINGS.

STILL, IT'S A GOOD THING.

I MEAN, YOU AND I HAVE
A PRETTY GOOD THING.

YOU KNOW, MARRIAGE ISN'T
ALWAYS JUST SMOOTH SAILING.

I MEAN, MARRIAGE IS
A TOUGH PROPOSITION

IN ANY COUNTRY.

JUST DO ME ONE FAVOR, KID.

DON'T ENTER
ANY MORE CONTESTS.

[woman chattering
on P.A. system]

WE'RE TOGETHER.

I CAN'T.

YOU CAN'T WHAT?

I CAN'T MAKE IT WORK.

CATHY, I'VE TAKEN ABOUT
ALL OF THIS I'M GOING TO TAKE.

AND I'VE GIVEN
ALL I CAN GIVE.

THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

YOU'RE GOING TO END OUR MARRIAGE
RIGHT HERE IN AN AIRPORT?

(man)
TAXI!

(Cathy)
ALAN.

ALAN!

I COULDN'T GO BACK
TO WHAT I WAS.

I TRIED, BUT I JUST...

[Alan and Cathy exclaiming]

(Cathy)
ALAN?

(Alan)
HUH?

WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE.
MY HEAD IS KILLING ME.

WELL, IF I CAN THINK
OF A WAY...

VICTOR.

(Alan) VICTOR, WHAT
ARE YOU DOING HERE?

DON'T YOU THINK IT'S A LITTLE
LATE TO PLAY INNOCENT?

YOU'RE BEHIND THIS?

WHAT DID WE
EVER DO TO YOU?

I LOVE THIS ROOM.

MY ANCESTORS STRANGLED,
MASSACRED,

AND HANGED SEVERAL HUNDRED
PROTESTANTS IN HERE

DURING THE 16TH CENTURY,

A GLORIOUS ERA
THAT SHALL NEVER COME AGAIN.

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
HOW MUCH IT COSTS

TO MAINTAIN
A PLACE LIKE THIS?

FOR A COUPLE OF CENTURIES
IT WAS TEA AND OPIUM.

NOWADAYS
IT'S COCAINE AND HEROIN.

(Alan)
MY GOD. YOU SHOT THE PRIEST.

I WAS AIMING FOR MISS RYAN.

SHOOTING A PRIEST
DISTRESSED ME ENORMOUSLY.

I DON'T KNOW
HOW MUCH YOU KNOW

ABOUT MY ACTIVITIES,
MISS RYAN,

BUT I INTEND TO FIND OUT.

UH, NO, YOU'VE GOT IT WRONG.
I'M NOT REBECCA RYAN.

IN ABOUT 20 MINUTES,

YOU'LL BE BEGGING
TO TELL ME EVERYTHING.

EVEN AS WE SPEAK,

THE BLOOD IS GORGING THE
CAPILLARIES OF YOUR BRAINS.

SOON, SOME OF THEM
WILL BEGIN TO EXPLODE.

I'D BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO
PROVIDE A LESS PAINFUL DEATH

IF YOU'D JUST TELL ME
WHO IT WAS THAT BETRAYED ME.

BUT...

[groaning]

VICTOR, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WE DON'T KNOW ANYTHING.

SHE SUFFERED
A TRAUMATIC SHOCK.

SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS A
CHARACTER IN A BOOK.

DIDN'T YOU EVER HEAR
OF THE REBECCA RYAN NOVELS?

THE TIME FOR GAMES IS OVER.

YOU'VE BEEN REMARKABLY SUCCESSFUL
IN AVOIDING YOUR DEATH

UNTIL NOW.

VICTOR!

[door creaking]

WAIT. VICTOR, DON'T GO.

[Cathy grunting]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I'M DOING WHAT REBECCA RYAN DID
IN THE MISSIONARY MURDERS.

SHE SWUNG BACK AND FORTH UNTIL
SHE CAUGHT DIMITRI'S HANDS

AND THEN SHE UNTIED HIM.

THAT WASN'T
THE MISSIONARY MURDERS,

THAT WAS
THE STAIRWAY TO DEATH.

NO, NO, NO, THAT WASN'T
THE STAIRWAY TO DEATH.

IN THE STAIRWAY TO DEATH,

SHE MADE THE BOMB OUT OF
THE SHEIKH'S AFTERSHAVE.

NO, NO, NO,
THAT WAS THE SERPENT SINGS.

YOU'RE CRAZY.
IT WASN'T THE SERPENT SINGS.

OF COURSE IT WAS.

THE STUPID SERPENT
BLOODY SINGS.

I DID IT.

YOU'VE GOT IT. YOU'VE GOT IT.
IT'S LOOSE.

[both grunt]

CHRIST, ANYWAY,
I OUGHT TO KNOW,

AS...

I...

WROTE...

THE BLOODY BOOKS.

[exclaims]

WHAT?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOU WROTE THE BOOKS?

I'M MARGARET McMANN.

WHAT?

I MEAN, SHE'S MY MOTHER.

SHE'S YOUR--

AND I'M HER SON.

BUT SHE DIDN'T WRITE
THE BOOKS, I DID.

SHE'S MY FRONT.

[both panting]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
SHE'S YOUR FRONT?

WELL, I DIDN'T WANT
ANYBODY TO KNOW

THAT I WROTE
THAT CHEAP PULP.

CHEAP PULP?

HOW DARE YOU CALL THAT
CHEAP PULP?

THOSE ARE WONDERFUL STORIES,
AND YOU'RE A TERRIFIC WRITER.

OH. YOU REALLY THINK SO?

I LOVE THOSE BOOKS.

THAT'S WHAT GOT ME INTO ALL THIS
TROUBLE IN THE FIRST PLACE.

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

[bird squawking]

[gasps] OH, GOD.
I HATE HEIGHTS.

GIVE ME YOUR HAND.

[men chattering]

WAIT, WAIT,
WAIT, WAIT.

[gasping]

[men chattering]

COME ON!

[man chattering]

[speaking French]

[Cathy screams]

[men chattering]

ALAN, I THINK
WE'RE IN TROUBLE.

[exclaims]

[grunts]

[men chattering]

[speaking French]

[creaking]

[laughing]

[gasps]

YOU TWO ARE IMPOSSIBLE.

AU REVOIR.

[Cathy exclaims]

LOOK OUT!

[Cathy screaming]

[groaning]

OH, MY GOD.
OH, MY GOD.

[Cathy and Alan exclaiming]

[both gasping]

[panting]

WHAT DO WE DO NOW,
REBECCA?

I WISH I KNEW.

I CAN'T HOLD ON
MUCH LONGER.

NEITHER CAN I.

I KNOW THIS ISN'T
THE RIGHT TIME OR PLACE

BUT I LOVE YOU.

I LOVE YOU, TOO.

[groaning]

[sighs]

[Victor screaming]

(Cathy)
"...NARROWLY MISSING THEM

"AND SENDING THE PLANKS CRASHING
DOWN ONTO THE JAGGED ROCKS BELOW.

"INSTINCTIVELY, THEY LEAPED
FOR THE SCAFFOLDING,

"WHICH, TO THEIR HORROR, SWUNG
INEXORABLY OUT OVER THE WATER,

"LEAVING THEM HELPLESSLY
SUSPENDED IN MIDAIR.

"THEIR EYES MET
IN DESPERATION

"AS THEIR FINGERS SLOWLY
SLIPPED FROM THE COLD STEEL.

"DOWN THEY PLUNGED,
200 FEET,

"AND DISAPPEARED

BENEATH THE DARK SURFACE
OF THE ICY WATER."

OK.

TIME FOR BED.

(Kevin Jr.)
YOU CAN'T STOP NOW.

I CAN'T STAND
THE SUSPENSE.

NEITHER CAN MARGARET.

[snoring]

[all laughing]

(Alan)
COME ON, CHAPS.

OH, COME ON, JUST A COUPLE MORE PAGES.
TALK TO HER, ALAN.

THERE ARE NO MORE PAGES.

WELL, THEN HURRY UP
AND WRITE SOME.

TO BED. TO BED.

[boys groan]

(Kevin Jr.)
GOOD NIGHT, MOM.

GOOD NIGHT,
SWEETHEART.

GOOD NIGHT.

(Karl) GOOD NIGHT, MOM.
GOOD NIGHT, ALAN.

SLEEP TIGHT.

SO THEY DISAPPEAR BENEATH THE
SURFACE OF THE ICY WATER.

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

YOU KNOW
WHAT HAPPENED NEXT.

YES, BUT WE CAN'T
TELL THEM THAT.

[sighs]

OK, SO?

WELL, HOW ABOUT, UH,

SHE GETS EATEN
BY A GIANT, UH...

SHE GETS EATEN BY A GIANT.

ALAN.

ALL RIGHT.
UM, HOW ABOUT

HE DOESN'T WANT TO WORK
ANY MORE TONIGHT,

SO HE CARRIES HER OFF

TO A TURRET
HIGH IN HIS CASTLE,

RUNS HIS FINGERS
THROUGH HER SILKY HAIR

AND MAKES MAD,

PASSIONATE LOVE TO HER.

END OF CHAPTER.

♪ SHE WAS ALONE ♪

♪ NO ONE EVEN CARED ♪

♪ SHE HAD A DREAM ♪

♪ DREAMS LIKE HERS
ARE TO BE SHARED ♪

♪ SHE WAS A DREAMER
AND A BELIEVER ♪

♪ LIKE A PILOT
IN THE STORM ♪

♪ TOSSED BY CHANCE
AND FATE ♪

♪ LOVED TOO LATE ♪

♪ SHE'LL FIND A HARBOR ♪

♪ SAFE IN LOVE ♪

♪ DREAMER, DREAMER ♪

♪ SHE'S A BELIEVER ♪

♪ READY TO FIGHT ♪

♪ DO WHAT YOU LIKE ♪

♪ GO ALL THE WAY ♪

♪ LOVER, LOVER ♪

♪ SHE'S LIKE NO OTHER ♪

♪ SHE KNEW HER DREAM ♪

♪ FOLLOWED THE DREAM ♪

♪ THE ONLY WAY ♪

♪ LOVE FINDS A WAY ♪

♪ TAKES A WHILE TO COME ♪

♪ YOU'LL HAVE YOUR DAY ♪

♪ THERE'S NO STOPPING
WHAT'S BEGUN ♪

♪ YOU BE A DREAMER,
BE A BELIEVER ♪

♪ LIKE A DIAMOND
IN THE STONE ♪

♪ YOU'LL JUST CHIP AWAY ♪

♪ AND THEN ONE DAY ♪

♪ YOU'LL FIND A LIFE
THAT'S ALL YOUR OWN ♪

♪ DREAMER, DREAMER ♪

♪ SHE'S A BELIEVER ♪

♪ READY TO FIGHT ♪

♪ DOING IT RIGHT ♪

♪ GO ALL THE WAY ♪

♪ LOVER, LOVER ♪

♪ SHE'S LIKE NO OTHER ♪

♪ SHE KNEW HER DREAM ♪

♪ FOLLOWED THE DREAM ♪

♪ THE ONLY WAY ♪

♪ OH, DREAMER, DREAMER ♪

♪ SHE'S A BELIEVER ♪

♪ READY TO FIGHT,
DOING IT RIGHT ♪

♪ GO ALL THE WAY ♪

♪ OH, LOVER, LOVER ♪

♪ SHE'S LIKE NO OTHER ♪

♪ SHE KNEW HER DREAM,
FOLLOWED THE DREAM ♪

♪ THE ONLY WAY ♪

♪ OH, DREAMER, DREAMER ♪

♪ SHE'S A BELIEVER ♪

♪ READY TO FIGHT
HER OWN WAY ♪

♪ LOVER, LOVER ♪

♪ LIKE NO OTHER ♪

♪ FOLLOWED THE DREAM
THE ONLY WAY ♪

♪ DREAMER, DREAMER ♪

♪ SHE'S A BELIEVER ♪

♪ READY TO FIGHT
HER OWN WAY ♪