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Synopsis: Based on a true story. In neutral Turkey during WWII, the ambitious and extremely efficient valet for the British ambassador tires of being a servant and forms a plan to promote himself to rich gentleman of leisure. His employer has many secret documents; he will photograph them, and with the help of a refugee Countess, sell them to the Nazis. When he makes a certain amount of money, he will retire to South America with the Countess as his wife.
Production: Twentieth Century Fox
  Nominated for 2 Oscars. Another 3 wins & 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
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Year:
1952
108 min
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...should ransack my

quarters while I'm gone.

There'll no need for

that, I'm sure, sir.

The stone is wet. Cold and wet.

Acceptable to Mohammedans

feet, perhaps, but not to mine.

It's 22 minutes late.

It's the first time. He's

never been late before.

You say he hasn't been

to the villa all this week?

Siebert has kept a day and night

watch. Cicero has not appeared once.

And the Countess?

- She has not entertained.

She has gone out

a few evenings, alone.

Cigarette.

Can it be possible, sir, that the

British have found him out?

It can also be possible that they

have known about him all the time.

Curious. How easily Cicero acquired

the documents he wanted to sell.

When only once we named the

documents we wanted to buy...

...how mysteriously he has

failed to deliver it. Light.

What does the Colonel

propose to do now?

Precisely nothing. All spies in

time, outlive their usefulness.

And I'm afraid, Moyzisch,

that your friend Cicero...

...has just about outlive his...

...if any.

Voila.

Well done, Seora Antonini.

It was nothing, Seor. One of my

many pleasant wifely duties.

How much they cost?

- 5,000 pounds.

Another 1,000 for the

papers to go with them...

...birth and marriage certificates...

...and another 1,000 to help

him forget all about us.

Money well spent.

What about the tickets?

Two first-class compartments, separate

cars, on the Istanbul Express.

Leaving tomorrow evening.

- And the ship?

An Argentina passenger-freighter,

sailing from Istanbul direct to Rio.

When?

- Day after tomorrow, at sundown.

Now, remember, you're to take

no notice of me on the train.

At Istanbul, we'll go

board the ship at once.

How did it go at the bank?

The size of the deposit

created quite a stir.

The manager of the bank

seemed extremely curious...

...but I managed to satisfy

his curiosity on all points...

...when he took me to lunch.

- And?

He will personally expedite

the transfer of funds.

The papers will be ready

tomorrow morning.

How much did that cost?

- Another 1,000.

And all of my powers of persuasion

this side of respectability.

A little over generous, perhaps.

Now, let see. 9,000 for expenses.

That leaves roughly 130,000 pounds.

In dollars, about 600,000.

In Brazilian cruzeiros,

Plus the 40,000

you're getting tomorrow.

I've pulled out of that transaction.

The market's getting shaky.

I've decided to retire.

Your have here an Argentine

gentleman of leisure...

...about to take up

residence in Brazil.

I'm glad. We have more

than enough, anyway.

We? We have more than enough?

My dear seora Antonini...

...where I come from a

man's money is his own.

And if his wife is a good wife,

he gives her some from time to time.

Or course, Roberto. Whatever you say.

Will you miss being a Countess?

Not for a moment.

Not for one moment.

Diello!

Here's the official correspondence.

And the Ambassador's mail.

Will you keep it for him? I'm leaving.

Will his Excellency return

tomorrow as planned?

Not till Sunday. There's

a list of his calls.

What a pity that so few ladies use

perfumed letter paper these days.

A great pity. Perhaps you'd better

look up that mail too, Diello.

As you wish, sir.

Diello.

Weren't you away from the Embassy

between 9 and 10 last night?

Yes, sir.

- Would you mind telling me where?

Not at all, sir. I walked for a

while on the boulevard...

...stopped for a drink

at the Yuskel...

...then back to the Embassy.

One other question about

the Countess again.

Do you remember any close friends

she may have in Switzerland?

Did she go there often?

- Very often.

The Countess was fond of

Switzerland. She went every spring.

Then that explains it.

The Countess left by plane

for Switzerland this morning.

I hope she can enjoy it in the

style she is accustomed.

That shouldn't be a problem.

She took 130,000 pounds with her.

You ready, Mac?

I'm calling for His Excellency,

the British Ambassador.

I have a message for the

Countess Staviska.

Madame, left for Switzerland

this morning, sir.

I don't know, sir.

Madame said it was

for an indefinite stay.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Yes. Yes.

No. I can give you no

information, Your Excellency...

...beyond the Countess Staviska

has withdrawn all of her funds.

Yes. You are very welcome.

Yes. Yes.

I can reach Colonel von

Richter immediately.

Tell him I can get the

merchandise he wanted.

I cannot deliver it here in Ankara.

No, it's impossible.

I'm being watched too closely.

I shall have to ring off now.

Tell him I'll arrange a

meeting place in Istanbul.

I'm leaving this evening.

I'll call you at the Consulate

in Istanbul tomorrow.

He didn't speak to anyone.

He made some phone calls

and came back here.

You're on the wrong track,

sniffing after Diello.

He didn't bat an eye when you

told him about the Countess.

Well, there's something about him,

there's something about him.

Why, for one thing, should he go

to a cafe to make a few phone calls?

What do you want?

- Is all right if I clean office now?

No. His Excellency won't

be back until tomorrow.

I've to wash windows

while it is still daylight.

Not now, I said. Come back later.

Did you see him?

- Who?

Turn off the alarm.

Open it up. Diello!

Where's Diello?

He ran out, he was chasing someone.

Follow him, Johnson.

Find him.

- Shall I try to hold him?

Just find him and report back.

Send a cable to London.

I want all available information

on Diello here at once.

Give me that dispatch case.

Nothing seems to be missing here.

How many letters have you there?

Four. We locked up five.

That letter.

The perfumed letter gone, but

nothing out of the dispatch case.

It's odd.

McFadden.

Photographs.

Have Barrows watch the

approaches to German Embassy.

We must get that film.

It'll be sticky, grabbing him to

public. The Turkish might not like it.

We can't kidnap him,

we'll have to kill him.

We've got to consider

Operation Overlord.

Send a man out to the airport.

We'll get out to the railroad station.

Siebert, you and Steuben take

the train to Istanbul this evening.

We will take the plane. He's bound

to be aboard one or the other.

Shall we go armed, Colonel?

- Naturally.

You are to protect Cicero from

the British at all costs...

...until we get that film.

And after that?

After that, Moyzisch, it will be

up to Cicero to protect himself...

...from the British and

from us. That's all.

This is the car. I couldn't see

which compartment exactly.

We'll try them all.

This compartment is occupied.

- Excuse me.

C'est occupe.

- Pardon me.

I will not fail you, sir.

This compartment

is occupied, gentleman.

May I see your reservation?

- We didn't have time to get one.

We'd like to purchase

a compartment in this car.

I am sorry. There are none available.

We'd be happy to make

it worth your while.

There are none available, gentleman.

I shall have to ask you to

move to the next car.

You might as well put that away

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