All language subtitles for Five Days 1954

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Hello?

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This is Mr. James Neville. How often do I

have to spell out my name?

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Now take care professor.

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Now look here Jim.

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What about it?

What about what?

Didn't you read them?

I was busy.

What kind of talk is that? What do you

mean you weren't busy?

I was busy. I'm still busy.

Look don't give me that. Six months ago

in Paris you and I shook hands on a deal.

You told me to go ahead.

So?

What do you mean so? I did

go ahead. I bought the option.

I got tons of material waiting and a

dozen ports to be shipped.

All of which I got in your assurances.

What am I going to do

with those commitments?

We'll talk about that some other time.

Cyrus you can't do this to me.

Don't tell me what I can't do.

Look I've got to have your answer now.

Not now Jim.

Cyrus I'm in a jam. I'm in a big jam.

I've got to know now.

All right if you want

my answer. It's now.

Look don't joke with me Cyrus. Please.

This is no time for jokes.

Can't you understand

plain English? It's no.

Why you dirty double-crossing.

Don't you shout at me

you young whiffer snapper.

I'll not be too about to

do by you and anybody else.

I am not interested. I'm not final.

Mr. Neville.

Maybe if you flew out there personally

and saw him you could.

He said no.

All right I'll tell you.

You know they're,

they're waiting in there.

I'm sorry. All right, I'll tell you. Let him wait.

Soon, Lacey, you're going to have to go

to that boardroom and face them.

They've been waiting

most of the afternoon.

That bad, Mr. Neville?

We don't know how bad, John.

But what exactly do you mean by that?

I mean exactly what I say, and I am going

to tell him precisely that to his face.

For a man who's so particular about good

manners, don't you

forget yours rather easily.

Don't you talk to me like that. I haven't

forgotten how you got

your position on the board.

No, wait a minute, Hyson.

Sorry I kept you waiting, gentlemen.

I know you're all anxious to find out how

our new project is progressing.

Is it progressing at all?

Perhaps you'd like a report every half

hour, Hyson. I'm sorry I

don't do business there.

Law's the pity. The methods you've

introduced may be all right among

cutthroats and adventurers...

Well, I don't watch your mouth.

...but not here in the city of London.

Well, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't watch your mouth. Well, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't watch your mouth. Well, I'm sorry. I don't watch your mouth. I'm sorry. I don't watch your mouth.

Is this the opinion of the entire board?

- Yes. - No.

- Yes. - No, it is not.

Mr Neville, what can you tell us?

I must ask your indulgence. You'll have

to wait for another 48 hours.

And what miracle do you think you're

going to work in that time?

I can tell you that now.

I am quite sure Mr Neville has very good

reasons for his reticence.

I for one have complete confidence in his

judgment. Sir have I.

Can we have Mr. Neville's promise that he

will inform us of the developments at the

first possible moment?

You will be so informed.

That's good enough for me.

But not for me.

No?

I have very good reason to believe that

there are certain...

No, I assume you have my sympathy.

It must be sheer torture for you to

pocket a double dividend twice a year.

You must find it disgraceful that

amalgamated industries has grown from a

struggling little organization to one of

the strongest and most

vigorous in the country.

You have my deepest sympathy.

It isn't a matter of profits.

It's a matter of principle.

And now may I once again have the

assurance of the majority of the board.

But I may postpone my full and complete

report for another 48 hours.

There is the afternoon to be exact.

By all means.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Do go on with what you were going to say.

Have you told Mrs. Neville?

Andrea? Of course not.

Why not? She's your wife?

I love her.

When you love someone like Andrea, you

want to keep them away

from ugliness, not from track.

Don't you understand, gentlemen?

When you love someone, you want to

protect them, guard them, keep them safe.

Safe.

Get Paul Kirby on the phone.

-Kirby? -I haven't come

over to the house tonight.

He's been trying to reach you all the

week. You said you

didn't want to see him.

Gentlemen, I guess

they're before I do the wait.

You haven't forgotten that Mrs. Neville's

giving a party tonight.

-Party? -Yes, she called up

and asked me to remind you.

Party?

Well, I'm not sure. Party.

Well, I need some air.

I'm going for a walk.

-You gang them? -I don't know.

I'm sorry, John.

For five years, you've stood my rudeness,

my tempers, my bad manners.

Please bear with me a little longer.

I'm going to the house.

Andrea, come over to

the piano for a moment.

-Check there's that new song I was

telling you about.

-Oh, excuse me, Prashant.

-Pam, what a lovely dress.

I'm curious. -Thank you, Andrea.

-Oh, Andrea, what about tomorrow? I'm

going dog racing. Why don't you come

along? -I don't think so, I will.

-Why don't you like it? -Not

particularly, besides Jim

has some plans for this one.

Oh, now. Your husband

couldn't care. He's far too busy.

But I do. I'm a very domesticated one.

Very old-fashioned. I find that rather

difficult to believe.

What are you trying to do?

Poison the poor girl's mind?

I'm only trying to impress her with the

opportunities that she's missing.

Now stop it, you two, or

find it out among yourselves.

Jim Neville's a fool.

His business competitors

don't share your opinion.

Business? That's all he ever thinks of,

working till he stops. He never gives a

thought to his lovely wife.

He works hard enough. I'll give you that.

He had a board meeting this afternoon. I

thought I'd never get away from him.

You don't mean to tell me that you're

taking your directorship seriously.

I know what you think. That I was just

elected to the board because my father's

a member of the impoverished aristocracy,

and the name looks good on the notepaper.

You're wrong about Neville, though.

You think he cares?

Cares. About Andrea.

He loves her so much, it's sometimes

rather embarrassing.

Well, well.

I think I'll pardon him. This is Mr.

Kirby, to see Mr. Neville.

Mr. Kirby?

Yes, I've prepared Andrea, my dear.

Paul, this is a surprise.

You look lovelier every time I see you.

Oh, now then, don't waste your time on an

old married woman. Did

Jim tell you about my party?

Not a worry. That school Mr. was sort of secretary of his phone and told me to come over here because he wants to see me. Is he around?

No, no. He hasn't come home. Let me get you a drink. When Mr. Kirby arrives,

let me know immediately.

He's already here, sir. I'm afraid he's joined the party.

Oh? Shall I tell Mrs. Neville you're here, sir? No. No, don't. But she did ask me to. Perkins, if I'm Mr. Kirby, I'm in the

study. I want to see him right away.

Jim, good to see you.

I've been trying for--

Mr. Campbell, right

there where I can see you.

Sit down.

If you're still sore about that check,

I'm sorry. I needed the money badly.

It is about money, isn't it?

Yes, it's about money.

Well, it won't happen again, I promise.

From now on, I'm going to
stay away from those nice people.

How would you like to make 500 pounds?

Huh?

Cash.

With another 500 to come later.

Who would I have to murder for that?

Just one man.

I'm a bit out of practice, you know.

Besides, this is a law-abiding country.

You've done it before.

Oh, admit in the old days I was a bit

wild, but you were no

choir boy yourself, you know.

All those bars we wrecked, is it a deal?

You sound as if you're a real man.

You sound as if you really mean it.

I mean it all right.

Listen, Paul, I'll try to explain.

Not that you care, or that you possibly

understand, but I'll try anyway.

I'm finished.

You finished?

You know, I've always been a gambler.

Well, I've gambled once

too often, and I've lost.

The biggest thing I've ever tried, a deal

I've been planning for

years, blew up my face today.

Because the man I relied on, the man I

had every reason to trust, let me down.

So what?

You've lost before and

started all over again?

I've always envied you for it.

Bouncing right back after the knockout.

Well, there's no bouncing back this time.

There's a great many people involved.

People who are going to be hurt.

People who trusted me.

Sounds desperate.

Who is it I have to kill?

Me.

Oh, that's rich.

You should be writing fairy tales, not

managing amalgamated industries.

But you had me worried there for a minute, Jimmy boy.

I thought this was all true.

That's wonderful.

Don't laugh at me.

Don't you ever laugh at me.

Listen, for the sake of the past, I've

taken your sponging, your chiseling, your

cheap little tricks.

Now are you going to pay

me back for some of that?

You're mad.

I don't mind my name being dragged to the

mud, but Andrea's going to be safe.

I've got enough insurance

for that, at least with her.

I'll leave a clean balance sheet.

You're mad.

Get this through your thick skull.

You're going to do it, and I mean it.

I won't do it.

I can't do it, Jim.

Don't ask me.

I'm not asking you.

I'm telling you.

Well, surely, Jimmy, you can't mean it.

We've been friends for so long, the

things we've been through together.

Don't you remember?

I remember.

Maybe you've forgotten.

Maybe you need a little reminding.

Whatever Paul's forgotten,

you can remind him of it later.

Jim, you really are the

limit, sneaking up behind my back,

not even letting me know you're home.

Paul and I had some business to discuss.

Business? Always

business. I'm sick of it.

Why don't you go and get

yourself a drink, Paul?

And then perhaps Mr. Neville will do us

the honor of attending his own party.

Well, just going anyway.

Now get into your

dinner, Jagged, and quickly.

Yes, Mrs. Neville.

I'm going to stay right

here until you change.

Yes, Mrs. Neville.

Fine. Do be reasonable.

Sometimes I wonder if you ever think of

me when we're not together.

Don't say that. Don't ever say that.

Sometimes in the middle of

the day, I get a sudden panic.

Say whatever.

Something's happened to Andrea.

What if she isn't there?

What if she's disappeared?

It's a moment, but

it's black and horrible.

Jim, you're talking like a silly boy.

I'll be here all the time.

If I had all the time in the universe, it

still wouldn't be enough.

Jim, we must get back to our guests.

Could we forget our guests,

sneak out you and I alone?

Fine thing that would be. Host and

hostess deserve a new party.

No, if you want to please me, you'll be

ready in five minutes.

Jim, please. Hurry.

I don't want to go

home. I want to see Eileen.

Who? Eileen, my girl.

Oh, let him go. We're not nursemaids.

Oh, you promised

Andrea we'd take him home.

Yes, but we didn't

promise to tuck him in.

I want to see Eileen.

Well, I suppose we better.

Now, stay there, will you?

Well, Paul, for you took

a long time, I must say.

You don't owe the half of

it. You give you any money.

Money? Pots of it, the

outfit. Make me rich.

Better not.

Give me a drink. I need one.

No, here. I'll get you a nice cup of

coffee and serve you up.

A great Mr. Neville. Sunk.

Treats me like dirt.

Miss Gil. We said we'd see him home.

There seems to be

practically home to him.

I think we've

discharged our duty at the time.

Let's get here, P. I'm too dirty to stay.

Is that a salt?

Come on. Here.

Drink this, huh?

He's crazy.

Kill me, Paul. He says,

"Kill me and you'll be rich."

What?

So what good is money to a guy with a

rope around his neck?

I'm not
going to do it.

Forget about Mr. Neville.

I never liked him anyway.

I'll show him. Let him

do his own dirty business.

Let me out murder her, would he?

I'll show him he can't shove me around. Hello, Paul.

How'd you get in here?

The caretaker let me in.

He did, eh? Well, he

can let you out again.

No more drinking,

Paul. Get out of here, Jim.

I'm warning you. Leave me alone.

Well, I don't want nothing.

I don't want no trouble with

you. And I'm not going to do it.

You have no choice.

Look, if you're so anxious to die,

why don't you kill yourself,

jump under a bus or something?

It's not as simple as that.

Paul, the insurance

companies don't pay off on suicide.

That's your business.

What if I'm caught, eh?

What if they catch me?

They'll hang me, won't they?

What could your money be then?

Don't worry, Paul. It'll all be arranged.

You'll be able to prove that

you haven't been in London,

that you've been in Ireland under medical

care for the next ten days.

You've got it all doped out, haven't you?

I'm trying to double in tomorrow.

I'll arrange x-rays, medical reports,

witnesses, affidavits.

You'll have an alibi, a cast iron alibi.

That's what you say.

It'll take 48 hours to do this and to

clean up my affairs.

And after that, I'll be in the hospital.

And after that, you'll go to work.

Any time within three days.

Mr. Neville, a great organizer.

You make it so safe, they'll

give me a medal for doing it.

Shut up.

I don't know where you'll do it or how

you'll do it, but you're gonna do it.

No.

And if you don't, there's a good chance

that you will be hanged.

What's that?

You claim self-defense when they charge

you for murder in Montevideo.

And it was

self-defense because I said so.

The principal witness for your defense.

Well, now I got the letters.

The letters Madeline got from you, the

letters her husband found,

just before you killed him.

What kind of a devil are you?

Holding on to stuff like

that for all these years?

Madeline sent her to me just before she

died, only a few months ago.

You fooled me, didn't you?

You convinced me that you were innocent.

He made me testify for you.

Well, I'll have no

hesitation in using them now.

I've given him to my lawyers with

instructions to send him

to the Crown prosecutor

if I'm still alive five days from now.

You'll get them back if I'm dead.

You'll also get another 500 pounds.

Here's a down payment.

If you want to know the

truth, I hate your guts.

You'd probably be better off dead, but

I'm not gonna do it.

You won't?

No!

Now, get out of here!

Maybe that's the trouble, Paul.

Maybe you just don't hate me enough.

I hate you.

I swear it out!

That's it, Paul.

Now you're starting

to show signs of life.

Come on.

A pastor.

That's it, Paul.

Feel that hatred.

You're doing fine.

Work on that hate for a couple of days.

You're gonna have no

trouble in killing me.

No trouble at all.

I'm sorry.

I tried to stay away.

I wish you were so late.

Mr. Neville,

Sir Rupert's been on the

phone about his appointment.

Hmm?

Sir Rupert?

I'll forget Sir Rupert

and cast all appointments.

Yes.

The General reserve a seat for me

on a first available plane for Dublin.

Should I arrange about

your return passage as well?

Yes, I'll expect me

back Thursday morning.

You haven't forgotten about the board meeting, have you? I said I'll be back Thursday morning, didn't I? Sorry. Are you going to look up the consolidated

people while you're there?

Consolidated?

Well, you said you thought they might

take some of these

stockpiles off your hands.

Yes, yes, I'll be looking.

Oh, hello, Jim. I see you're

busy. I'll come back later.

Peter, just a moment.

I want you to do me a favor.

You better phone the airlines now, Joan.

Get that reservation. Yes, Mr. Neville. I'll be back Thursday morning. I'm sorry. You can't do that, can you?

Sure.

What is it, Jim?

I'm flying to Dublin for a

couple of days on urgent business,

and I thought perhaps you might take care

of Andrea while I was gone.

Well, I'd be delighted

if Andrea doesn't mind.

Well, take her out, you know Peter,

nightclubs, theaters,

dancing, sort of things are pleaser.

Now, that's the kind

of job I really like.

Happy to be of service

to amalgamated industries.

Thank you, Peter.

You'll mention it,

boss. Have a good trip.

(footsteps from women)

(footsteps (onde t

pair & under KI'y

(water splashing)

♪ (horns play)

- You always go up and

everybody's out of town.

- And your other

business. Was that successful?

- Quite successful.

- Mr. Neville, we have a

board meeting. Remember?

- Yes, I know. It ought to make a very

interesting session.

Now you stay here, I'll drive.

(door closes)

Is everything there?

- It's a complete five.

- What time is it now?

- It's after 12, Mr. Neville.

- McGowan correspondence, is it all here?

- Copy of every letter

we sent, and every cable.

- Letters, cables...

files...

(door closes)

What do I need all this junk for?

To go in there and tell

them that their dynamic young

president pulled the most

dynamic blunder of the century?

Probably ruined the firm?

- If you feel like that

about it, Mr. Neville,

there's only a few to go in.

I can go in and tell them.

- No, no, thank you, Joan.

This is my party. I'm

the principal guest.

The time for hiding and bluffing is over.

Besides, I wouldn't want to deprive

Heisener this pleasure

as he's been waiting for

this moment for a long time.

- I want you to be a little crutched.

- Can I help you, sir?

- Aye, I'm looking for Jim Neville.

I want to talk to that man.

- If you give me your

name, I can tell his secretary.

- If I give you my name, have you?

What's in the name of

heaven do you think you're doing,

you clumsy idiot?

You think I've come 6,000 miles

me to snatch it on this floor?

- I'll announce myself.

- Come on with me, you lunatic.

- Why, young fella, you must

say you're a very difficult

man to see when I kept

regular office hours.

Anybody could walk in.

That's the secret to be accessible.

Well, aren't you going to say hello?

Good manners never hurt anybody.

- How did you win?

- No, I flew in from Mexico this morning.

Put that down there, will you?

And don't knock it against the woods.

You know that fool of a

file that the mind lost the way

and almost landed me in Paris,

and I want you to be the first to see it

even before the museum.

- Hey.

- Isn't it beautiful?

Bill here doesn't approve.

- Cyrus, does the deal--

- On or off?

- Oh, Jim, Jim, Jim.

Jim, don't get excited.

Control yourself.

- Oh, your nails are

now all short to pieces.

- Look, I've got some pills recommended

by your Dr. Gaylord.

They work wonders.

- Careful, you idiot!

- Cyrus, tell me is the deal on or off?

- It's on, it's on, but will

you take your hands off me?

- Why, you stubborn old mule ass.

- Did you hear that, temper?

Temper?

- Temper, you really must

take some of these pills.

Hey, Bill, give them a couple, will you?

No, no, don't worry, I'll

send you the prescription.

Well, Jim, I must get

down to the museum now.

- Cyrus, say it again, will you?

- Say what?

- That the deal is on.

- It's on, how many

times do I have to tell you?

Look, you ring pocket,

I've already spoken to him.

I've told him to back you to the limits.

- Well, young woman,

did you ever see anything

as beautiful as--

- Come on, we're going for a walk, Cyrus.

- What do you think you're doing?

- Down on my tongue.

- What is it, please?

- Bill!

- That was--

- Take that, kiss.

- It's important.

- Please.

- Gentlemen, I want you

to meet our new associate,

Mr. Cyrus McGowan.

- Yeah.

- Mr. McGowan is backing our project.

He has been backing it

from the very beginning,

only up to now he was a little too shy

in letting me disclose it.

Gentlemen, Mr. McGowan.

- All right, all right.

- Your president has no manners,

but I'm glad to be associated with him,

and you're darn lucky to have him.

If only he would

control that temper of his.

(laughing)

(chattering)

- No, no, no, don't

drown him, don't drown him!

Oh Jim, don't forget those pills.

They'll do you good.

Calm you down.

Come along, you idiot!

(laughing)

- Once again, many congratulations, Jim.

- Thank you.

- Well, Heisen, you don't seem to be

as pleased as the others.

- I expect you want me to

congratulate you, Lidjal.

Well, I won't.

To me, the ends still

don't justify the means.

I distrust and loathe your methods.

- Well, you don't loathe them so much

that you wouldn't

participate in the results.

Oh, gentlemen, I suggest the board

meeting be adjourned,

and we meet next week to discuss our new

plan of campaigning.

- Charlie, let us know.

(chattering)

- Oh, sorry.

- That's all right.

That's a cute hairdo of new, isn't it?

- No, Mr. Neville, I've had it a lot.

- Okay, let's hurry to coming.

Joan!

(laughing)

- Mr. Neville.

- That old devil, you know

why he came here, don't you?

- I tell you everything

was all right, I suppose.

- No, that was only part of it.

He wanted to apologize in his own way.

The cock-eyed, cantankerous,

amazing, love of the low buzzard.

- Oh, I'm so glad.

- Call Parker to trust Bank.

I want to see him tomorrow.

And get Wadsworth about the contracts.

Tell him he can go ahead now.

I want the papers on my desk

first thing Monday morning.

And flowers!

I want lots of

flowers, send them to Andrea.

I want the whole house

covered with flowers!

And Joan, what would you

like best in the whole world?

If you could buy anything

you want, what would you get?

- Well, I think--

- Whatever it is you'll get

it and send it to Mrs. Neville.

- Yes, Mr. Neville.

- And something else.

I want you to--

- Jim?

Come in, babe.

- I had to go and

congratulate you once more.

- Did you see Hyson's face?

I thought he was gonna have a face.

- Look, old boy, I wanted--

- Oh, just a minute, just a minute.

Joan, call Paul Kirby.

- Kirby?

- Yes, Kirby, now find him.

This is important.

Tell him the deal is off.

And make it very clear, the deal is off.

- Jim, about tonight. - Later, people.

- I'm going out now

and buy Andrea a present.

- Listen, Jim, I want--

- Joan, remember, Kirby, the deal is off.

Jim, I--

- Say it, babe.

(laughing)

Andrea, she's dressing Jim.

Well, oh.

What are you doing here?

- I tried to tell you at the office,

but you wouldn't listen to me.

I'm supposed to be

taking Andrea to the theater.

- Oh.

- Well, we didn't know

when you were coming back,

and she particularly

wanted to see this new show.

- Theater, I'm so sorry.

Jim, so you're back.

- Darling.

I bought you something pretty.

- What is it, a bribe?

Are you ready?

- Give me a couple of minutes of change.

We'll do the town,

we'll turn it upside down.

- Peter is taking me to the theater.

He's taken a great deal of trouble

to get these opening night tickets.

- So what?

I'll get seats, I'll get a box.

I'll hire the whole theater.

- Well Fred, you can't do that, Jim.

The house has been sold out for weeks.

Okay, I tell you

what, you have my ticket.

- I wouldn't hear of it.

- Well, if Jim ready wants to go--

- Jim rushes off, heaven knows where,

and then he gets back expecting to have

everything his own way.

I won't stand for it.

He's being so careless and inconsiderous.

- Lie, I wouldn't mind.

- But I would, unless

you'd rather not take me.

- Honey, look, it's been

an important day for me.

I'll explain the whole thing.

- I beg your pardon, sir.

Your secretary's on the telephone.

I switched it through here.

- Thanks, Perkins.

Now look, just a minute, okay?

Hello?

Yes, John.

Yes.

But what about Kirby?

Where is he?

What's the caretaker say?

What does he expect him back?

1030.

All right, I'll be at

his apartment at 1030.

No, never mind, no mind.

You go home, you've been

at the office long enough.

Goodnight, John.

Tell you what, dear.

I've got one more piece of

business to wind up tonight.

You two go ahead and enjoy yourselves,

and I'll meet you after the show.

What time is it over?

Well, I'm not sure.

First night, probably run a bit longer.

I suppose 11.

What?

That suits me far.

My appointment's for 1030.

Now, I'll finish quickly.

I'll meet you both in the lobby.

All right?

Come on, Peter.

Darling.

Please don't be angry with me.

All right.

Paul?

Paul!

Paul?

A crazy, drunken fool.

He didn't give me a chance.

Oh, it's you.

What are you doing with that?

It was the only thing I

could find in the entire place.

It passes an antiseptic.

What waste?

I can lean forward.

Oh.

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

Mrs. Neville found me.

Well, you were supposed

to meet her at the theater,

and when you didn't

turn up, she got worried.

What on earth were you

hit with, Mr. Neville?

I wasn't hit.

I was shot at.

The bleeding's almost stopped.

What time is it?

It's half past two.

Huh?

How did you know I was here?

You told me over the phone, remember?

What are you doing now?

I'm trying to find a clean towel.

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

It just grazed my scalp.

I was pretty lucky.

Yes.

Yes, you were lucky.

You're angry.

When you first came to, you...

you said something about a drunken fool

who never gave you a chance.

That was Mr. Kirby, wasn't it?

I see. I'll have to tell you.

I think it's the least you can do.

Is it going to shock you?

Shocked. To working for you all this time?

Four days ago, I made a deal with Kirby.

I hired him to kill me.

What?

You see, you don't believe me.

Why? Why did you do it, Mr. Neville?

Please, please don't be

so formal. Call me Jimmy.

Why did you do it,

for heaven's sake? Why?

I'm sorry. Why?

You know how bad things

were, how black and hopeless.

I thought this was the only way I could

take care of Andrea.

That was the reason for all this.

It's new insurance.

Anyway, we don't have to worry about it

anymore. We can forget the whole thing.

Get it?

If you'd made plans for a holiday and

decided to cancel the whole trip?

I'm expected to say how nice, Mr.

Neville. You don't have

to be murdered after all.

I'm sorry, Joan.

Sit down. You're in no state to move. I'm

going to call a doctor.

No, no, no, no doctors.

They'll ask questions.

They'll complicate everything. Anyway,

I've got to get Kirby

before he tries again.

No, no, I'll find Mr. Kirby.

You can. Yes, I can.

I'll hire detectives.

I can put a personal ad

into morning's papers.

No, no, I... This is

something I've got to...

You're not going to do

anything but go home to bed.

Now, wait a minute.

And I'll drive you home.

Listen, if I... That's an order.

Jim?

Okay, boss.

Oh, when did you get home?

I just got in. I

didn't want to disturb you.

Disturbing. It's three

o'clock in the morning.

You were supposed to meet me at eleven.

What do you suppose I've been through

these last four hours?

Angela...

Look, I... I had an accident.

An accident?

Well, it was nothing.

Just... Just a little rut.

So you've taken to street brawling now.

I was just going to phone

the police when you came in.

I phoned that secretary of yours, but all

she did was to give me excuses.

You've trained her well.

Andrea, please.

You are a callous, unfeeling brute.

I'm sorry.

Sorry. That won't make it any better.

I hate you. I hate you.

Darn it.

Please.

Forgive me.

I promise you

everything will be all right.

I promise you.

Forgive me.

You're dreadful.

No, it can't wait until this afternoon.

It's desperately urgent.

And if you can't do it, then

I shall have to get on to...

Right.

Well, now, Mr. Chapter,

when can you get started?

As soon as you give me particulars, Miss.

Now, when did he desert you?

Who?

Your husband. Or is it your fiance?

Now, look, Mr.

Chapter, you're completely...

Oh, don't trust me. Deep is on the grave.

You know, deep is on the grave.

By the way, who is the other woman?

There is no other woman.

There isn't?

No.

Oh, it's a pity. It's always a lot easier

to find them than there is.

Shoshil Athan, the housekeeper.

Now, look, Mr. Chapter, this

man has got to be found today.

He's not my husband. He's not my

boyfriend. And there is no other woman.

Now, here's a description of him and a

list of his usual haunts, and you can get

started at once, please.

Very well, Miss. But I still think you

ought to tell me everything.

I don't care how you find

him, but please find him.

Trust Chapter. Deep is on the grave.

Come in.

Miss Peterson, they can't

take the ad until Saturday.

That's nonsense. They must take it. Did

you get them on the phone?

They're waiting now on the line.

Thanks.

Advertiser?

About this

advertisement, it must go in today.

But of course you can.

Amalgamated buys quite a bit of space in

your paper, and if you can't do us this

little favor, well, then I...

Yes, exactly.

Who left this?

I don't know. It was left with a

receptionist in the outer office.

She brought it to me, and when I went out

to Christon, the boy had gone.

- What was that? - About seven.

It's 8.39. I can still make it.

You want Kirby.

The message says if I want to see Paul

Kirby, to be at the

Blackwell Arches at nine o'clock.

And I want to see Paul Kirby.

You can't. You

mustn't. It might be a trick.

Perhaps.

It is a trick. It's not even signed by

Kirby, but by somebody called Eileen.

- Who's Eileen? - Oh, it's a friend of

Paul's. I've met her.

A bar maid or something works in a cheap

club in the so-called...

- But please wait. - Can't wait.

But the detective promised, and the

advertisement will be in

the paper tomorrow morning.

I can't wait.

But then at least tell the police you

must have some protection.

How can I? They're bound to

ask questions I can't answer.

- Well, then let me come with you. - No.

You don't come with me. This is my

problem. I started this crazy thing. I'm

going to settle it alone.

- But... - Now don't argue with me, Joan.

Get a taxi going

home. I'll see you later.

See me later.

You sure this is where you want to come?

- I'm sure. - Well,

good luck to you, Gar.

(SIREN WAILING)

Stop! Stop! Stop it!

(SIREN WAILING)

- Where is he? - You've

got a nerve bursting in here.

- Where's Paul? - That's

just what I want to know.

- Where is Paul? - Look, I've had enough

of you two in your crazy tricks.

- Where is he? - I should be asking the

questions, Mr. Neville, not you.

- What did you do to him? -

Don't give me any double talk.

- What's the trouble,

mister? - Keep away from me, you...

- Trouble? - Here.

(GASPS)

Look at you.

Oh, why don't you do something? Go on,

beat his brains out.

Watch me, honey.

Keep away from me. I warn you.

Keep away.

Well, what are you waiting

for? Come on, do him. Do him!

You do him.

Fail my big hero!

Running away like a rabbit!

- Ah! - He makes a face at you!

- Oh! - All you've told me!

Really! Come here.

Now, for the last time, where's Paul?

I don't know. I've already told you I don't know him.

- Why did you tell me that

message? - I've sent you what?

- A message telling me to meet him

tonight. - Oh, good. I

haven't seen him for three days.

- Three days? Don't you

lie to me! - I'm not lying!

You went and drove him away,

and now he's gone. See, darling?

- Oh, that's what Paul told you to tell

me, huh? - He didn't tell

me. It's here in the letter.

- What letter? - The letter he wrote to

me the day before yesterday.

- What? - Look, I'll

show you if it's over.

Here.

Here. Oh, read it yourself.

He says he's running away because he's

afraid of you, that he won't do it,

and that he's getting out of the country.

I don't know when I'm

going to see him again.

Where is he?

- I don't know. - Your life!

- Please, mister. - I want him back, see?

We were going to get married.

I love him.

Miss Neal, if anything happens to him,

I'll kill you. I'll

kill you. Do you hear me?

I don't care what happens to me. I'll

kill you. I'll kill you. Do you hear me?

I'll kill you.

It is my very pleasant duty to propose a

special vote of thanks to our president.

The brilliant way in which he has handled

our new project has more

than justified our trusted him.

I understand that Mr. Neville has firmly

refused the bonus we suggested.

He did well afford to refuse it.

I therefore move that we record our

appreciation in a more symbolic way.

Perhaps a testimonial

dinner would be appropriate.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It would be for me to

spoil this general rejoicing.

I too am glad about this merger.

Oh, really.

But my sense of honesty will

not permit me to keep silent.

We hope to continue our expansion and to

bring off a number of

successful agreements.

I must, however, insist

upon asking our president

that in future all such negotiations

should be brought to

the notice of the board

and not conducted upon the

basis of secret diplomacy.

Really, Heisen, don't you

think just for once we could...

This is not a matter of personalities.

It's simply a matter of ethics.

And if you think the board is going to

continue in this way,

the only result will be...

Mr. Heisen is absolutely right.

There will be no secret

diplomacy in the future.

I am most gratified by the statement.

Thank you, gentlemen.

You've been very kind.

Are you all right, Mr. Neville?

It's a funny thing. I almost fainted for

the first time in my life.

What do you expect, you

good shot at, almost run over?

You've gone without sleep. It's a wonder

you're not seriously

ill. You ought to be in bed.

Don't tell me what I should do or not do.

You, of all people,

are no better than that.

It can't be Paul.

I know that now.

I thought of that too.

But it must be. Who else can it be?

Have you known enemies, Mr. Neville?

Can any man honestly say that who's

climbed as far and as high as you have?

Enemies, maybe.

But murder!

Let me see that last batch of reports

from the detective again.

Where are they?

They're in the upper left-hand drawer.

Did you lock it?

No, I didn't lock it.

It's stuck or something.

Is it funny, Mary?

Look out, Jones!

I told you, Inspector,

I have nothing to say.

You realize, Mr. Neville, that you have

no right to refuse

information to the police?

I'll be the best judge of that.

You must admit that there's been an

explosion. You can't deny that.

I admit nothing.

Oh, now come, Mr. Neville.

What about you, Miss Newton?

Now, Miss Peter, tonight, Inspector, it

is very late and we're both tired.

We've been questioned for hours first for

the constable and now by you,

and I suggest we

terminate this interview.

All right.

Of course, your lack of cooperation

doesn't mean that

we're closing this case.

I don't suppose you are.

I must request you to hold yourselves in

readiness for further questioning.

We'll be available. Good night.

Good night.

That must have been

very frustrating for him.

You should have told him.

Told him? Told him what?

About an attempted insurance fraud,

arranging for my own murder.

That would have made a

very interesting story.

What are you going to do?

Well, I know what I'm not going to do.

I'm not going to wait around here like a

sitting duck to be

picked off at their leisure.

At least I'm sure of one thing.

Whoever did this is

someone very close to me.

Someone who can walk in

and out of this office.

Yes.

Now I've got to find him before he can

take another crack at me.

You ought to go home, Mr.

Neville. You need a rest.

Go home? You know, I can't

go home. I'll endanger Andrea.

Well, then go to my

place. I can move to her town.

No, I haven't involved you enough.

I'll check into the

Dorchester. Get things organized.

Shall I bring you a change of clothes?

Yes, do that.

And tell Andrea not to worry.

Tell her I'll be home.

Very soon.

Sleeping the sleep of the unjust, Tyson.

Is that a sign of a clearer conscience,

or have you got a conscience at all?

You!

Is this your idea of a joke?

Oh, yes, I feel like children.

I'm splitting my size with laughter,

thinking about how

you're trying to murder me.

What?

Funny, isn't it?

Three times has been

an attempt on my life.

It would suit you, Heisen, if I had an

accident, wouldn't it?

Then you could take my place as president

of a maluminated industry.

You're mad, Nivel.

I ought to sue you for slander.

Where were you last

Thursday and Friday night?

That's none of your business.

I don't owe you any

account of my movements,

all I've heard about--

Where were you?

Time for your rub down, Mr. Heisen.

Just a moment, Gervan.

This, um, this gentleman here wants

to ask you some questions.

Questions?

Was Mr. Heisen here

Thursday and Friday night?

Mr. Heisen?

Hehe.

He's our best customer.

Comes here every night.

I can sit my watch by

him, he's there regular,

even during the bombing.

Mr. Heisen, do you remember--

Never mind up bombings.

Was he here Thursday and Friday night?

Yes.

Are you sure?

You call me a liar.

How late did he stay?

First he has a bath,

then I give him a massage.

Then he has some

supper stays till about 11.

You won't be long, will you, Mr. Heisen?

I see other customers waiting.

Set aside.

Yes.

It was more than

generous of you, Mr. Neven.

If I made a mistake, I apologize.

Did you think that's quite enough, then?

I said I made a mistake.

What more do you expect?

Expect?

What could I expect from you but the

manners of the gutter?

You hate me that much, but not enough for murder.

Of course, Peter.

I hate everything you stand for.

Cox your superiority,

your smart Alexneres,

the way you do business

and the business you do.

I'd be quite glad to see you

out of the world, my world.

But I'd never do it myself.

I'd leave you quite safely to Providence.

[music playing] [music playing]

Shh.

Shh.

I couldn't.

I-- I-- I just couldn't.

Don't you see?

No, I don't see.

You had no right to keep this from me.

Shh.

Couldn't you phone me?

Don't you think I have as

much right to know everything

as your secretary?

Look, it was not my idea to include Joan.

It just happened that way.

But I certainly wasn't

going to involve you.

Why all this cloak and dagger nonsense?

Why do we have to meet

here like two conspirators?

We've got a home.

Why don't we go there?

Darling, look at--

Really?

Let's get out of here.

Sorry.

It's strange how some

people can spoil a good concert.

Quite a very--

They have no appreciation of good music,

and they haven't the slightest

consideration for anybody else.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

It was impossible to tell you about my

arrangement with Paul.

It would have made you an accessory.

Then suddenly, there was

no longer any reason to die.

But I couldn't find Paul to call him off.

Jim, this is terrible.

But I still think you

should have told me.

I couldn't, Andrea.

I couldn't.

It's been like living in

a shooting gallery with me

as a principal target.

I certainly wasn't going to

set you up alongside that.

But I'm going to tell you something,

and you'll be able to tell me.

Well, should I be?

We're married?

No.

As a matter of fact,

I'm going away from you,

as far away from you as I can get.

Until I find out the

reason behind all this.

Until I find out who's trying

to use my contract with Paul.

What is it?

Shh.

[music playing]

I'm ready now.

What was that all about?

I'm sorry.

I'm so jumpy.

I'm starting to see things.

But are you certain he wasn't Paul?

Of that, I'm positive.

I'm also positive that the same person

made all three attempts

on my life.

And everyone who's had an

opportunity has got an alibi.

Look, Paul--

Paul's out of the country.

Eileen, his

girlfriend, and-- and even Hunter

couldn't have gotten into my office

to set that booby trap.

Hyson was at his Turkish baths.

I checked that.

And forgive me, darling.

I even checked you and Peter.

But you were at the theater.

So I'm right back

where I was when I started.

What did you say?

I said I was right back where

I was at the very beginning.

No, no, no.

About Peter.

I said he was at the theater the night

someone took a potshot at me.

But he wasn't.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean he wasn't?

He-- he excused

himself after the first act.

He said he wasn't feeling well.

You know, he had malaria during the war.

Well, I-- it often happened before.

But I thought nothing of it.

Peter?

Oh, it couldn't possibly be Peter.

It is Peter.

It's got to be.

Now we can go home.

We'll get Peter to the house.

Maybe you'll answer a few questions.

Well, what if you won't come?

He'll come if you telephone him.

Gee.

I'm frightened.

Take it easy, darling.

Take it easy.

What's going to happen?

I'm just going to have a

little talk with Peter.

Perhaps he'll answer a few questions.

But the gun--

You might get a little rough.

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

This I can handle.

Anything I can see or

touch or feel, I can handle.

Now go ahead.

You go on.

Leave us alone.

Don't worry. Don't-- [music playing] [door closes]

[music playing]

[screams]

[music playing]

Jim!

Jim, help me!

Please!

[music playing]

[screams]

[music playing]

Andrea!

Andrea!

[music playing]

Andrea?

Andrea!

[music playing]

Pause.

Where's Andrea?

It's rude not to answer for.

Speak to Mr. Neville.

You.

Where's Andrea?

If you've harmed my wife, I'll--

I should stay where you

are if I were you, Jim.

I don't want to kill you too soon.

He's crazy, Jim.

I'm telling you he's crazy.

He's had me locked up

somewhere in the country

since I saw you last.

What's it all about?

He won't tell me anything.

I'm merely carrying out

Jim's instructions, Paul,

which you and your drunken enthusiasm

were so quick to reveal.

Jim wanted you to kill him.

Well, Andrea and I

will see that it's done.

What are you saying?

Do you find this confusing, Jim?

Are you so shocked?

No.

No?

Yes.

Mr. Neville, a great

financier, the master of men.

How easy you made it for

us with your idiotic schemes

and hair-brained ideas.

You told me it was Peter.

Of course.

I had to.

You were going away.

And I couldn't let that

happen at all, our efforts.

Andrea, stop it.

This has gone far enough.

Oh, you've got to be careful.

You've been elected to the Star Piles.

Having killed Jim will

be overcome the drawers

and shoot yourself.

At least, that's the story

I'm going to tell the police.

You'll fit with it.

But that's the way Jim

wanted it, isn't it, Jim?

You loved me.

I know you love me.

Love you?

I loathe you.

I've loathed you for years.

You bought me with your

money, and you thought that money

will be enough to keep me.

Oh, I wanted your money, all right.

But now it's time I had it without you.

After all, you wanted me

safe and secure and happy.

Didn't you, Jim?

Well, I'm going to be safe and happy,

being your rich widow,

which is what you wanted.

Go ahead, Peter.

Do it now.

I'm sorry, Jim.

I'd rather like you.

In the name of heaven, stop it.

Stop it, please.

And what story should I tell the police?

Should I tell the man

rears a grieving widow

and Paul a suicidal killer?

There she is, Peter.

There.

No.

[grunting]

Oh, my God.

Oh, Jim, Jim.

Thank you, again. Jim, I've got the gun.

Mr. Martin, stop.

Oh, please, don't.

No, no, no, no, don't.

Don't, Jim, don't.

Thank you.

I thank you, Mr. No.

Will I leave him alone?

Let no harm be.

No.

Listen to me, Jim.

I love you.

I love you.

And if you kill him, you'll kill me too.

Jim, I love you.

I love you.

[crying]

I hope I live long enough

to seize you to your star

performance by the end of a rope.

Come with me.

I'll call the police.

Come into the house, sir.

Listen, leave her here.

It's dark.

Out of here.

It's not right.

[music playing]

I'll take her inside, where she belongs.

[music playing]