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It was sealed.

I thought it was just a piece of music.

It's the truth, sir!

I have not seen Mr. Owen.

I was telling my wife.

I told you we did not come here!

I want to get away!

-- I won't touch that money!

-- Shut up!

First thing to do, Rogers, is to take

your wife to bed.

May I have your attention please.

This letter ...

... to Rogers is

signed by U. N. Owen.

I must confess I do not

know Mr. Owen personally.

What kind of a man is he?

Who knows him?

We all come to a house

we don't know the host!

What about yourself,

Your Highness?

Oh, with me it is different.

I am a professional guest.

-- I wish we should never come here!

-- Quiet, Ethel!

I knew somebody was

to find it out some day!

-- I told you!

-- Shut up, I tell you!

She is quite out of nerve,

doctor.

Hysteria induced by

shock. Give her a sedative.

10 drops in half a

glass of water.

Yes, sir.

If she doesn't sleep, repeat

the dose in 2 hours.

I hope she'll sleep, doctor.

Dr. Armstrong, we'll take

an army evidence ...

... except your own. What is

your reason for being here?

Quite frankly, I came here

professionally.

I received a letter from Mr.

Owen asking me ...

... to come here and spend a weekend,

pretend to be a guest ...

... so that I'd examine

his wife ...

... who had refused to

see a doctor.

I summarise our findings.

We all received letters

from old trusted friends ...

inviting us to spend ...

the weekend here ...

... as guests of their

friends, Owens.

Miss. Claythorne was

employed to an agency ...

... and told to report

to Mrs. Owen.

This letter to Mr. Lombard

is the only one directed ...

... to Mr. Owen.

Very peculiar.

I might even call it

threatening. What do you say?

I say ...that the only person's

presence here ...

... hasn't been explained

is that gentleman.

Well, your honour, in a reason

I can't conceal any longer.

I am here to

do a job.

- I was hired.

-- By whom?

This man Owen.

-- Did you see him?

-No, here is the money order he sent ...

... for joining the party

as one of the guests.

I've a detective agency! Here I got

my credentials!

Look here, judge.

All of the letters refer

to our host ...

... as U.N. Owen.

"U.N. Owen "!

UN-kn-own

Yes Mr. "Unknown" does not only.

intend to see us under

false pretences...

but he is taking ...

the trouble to find out the eight of us

Listen, my friends,

the accusation is true!

Now I remember,

a year ago ...

... two people in

the road, ...

... I was driving fast,

fast, fast!

-- What happened?

- They took my licence away.

-- What about the two people?

- I ran over them.

Bad luck.

I have still not guessed the purpose

of Mr. Unknown host...

... getting us to assemble here.

In my opinion, he is not

of a normal mind.

He may be dangerous.

I think we should all

leave immediately.

I quite agree, sir.

Rogers, how soon

can we get the boat from England?

I can not, sir.

There is no telephone.

The boat only comes

twice a week.

It won't come again

until Monday.

And this is only Friday.

-- no boat here?

No, sir.

Why do we leave,

my friends?

Why not go to the

bottom of this mystery?

It's wonderful!

At my time of life, I have no desire

for "thrills", as you call them.

Your legal mind has lost

taste for adventure.

I am all for crime,

your honor.

May I propose a toast:

Here is to crime!

Perfectly disgusting!

Drinks like an animal.

Huh? What did you say?

- He is not moving.

Just plain drunk.

Just plain dead.

-- What did the doctor say?

- Dead.

What?

What are you looking at, Rogers?

- It is broken, sir.

It will have much to report

the landlord.

But Mr. Owen

isn't the owner, sir.

He's only leased it.

Ah! Then you know more

than you told us.

Come, come, Rogers, I'm quite sure

that there was no one else on this island?

- I swear, sir.

- I believe it, Rogers.

But I am afraid your story

will be questioned by the police .

Do not touch!

I thought you were gone to

bed, Mr. Blore.

In our profession, Doctor, we not

only do what we appear to do.

Perhaps it is the same

in yours.

Why do not you want

me to touch that glass?

I try to keep away

your fingerprints on it.

Smell it.

Lethal solution.

-- Suicide?

That, I believe, comes

in your profession, sir.

Doctor!

Doctor Armstrong!

-- What's it, Rogers?

--It's my wife, sir. She does not look fine!

Go ahead and I'll follow you!

Good morning, Miss. Brent.

I hope you slept

better than I did.

I slept very well, thank you. I have nothing

on my conscience.

Good morning, General.

Good morning.

General Mandrake!

Yes, Juliet? Oh! Forgive me,

young lady.

I was thinking

of my wife.

Good morning, Miss. Claythorne.

What about breakfast?

Do you mind if I

sit down like this?

Good morning, judge.

Good morning, Miss. Brent.

-- Why, something worrying you?

- I do not understand it.

-- I don't think I don't understand, Sir!

- Take a look at the figures.

-- How many were there last night? Ten.

Rogers found

one broken after what happened.

- And now, how many do you see?

- Eight.

Only eight. That is what

I counted.

Oh, do not worry about it.

What about breakfast?

I'm afraid you will have to

go without breakfast.

Mrs. Rogers died

in her sleep.

-- What?

-- How?

-- Heart failure?

- Her heart certainly failed to beat.

- What caused it to fail, I can not say.

- Conscience.

Oh, conscience, my eye?

What about her husband?

He feared to death because

his wife is a talker.

I am sorry, I am sorry there is no

breakfast prepared ...

... but you see, my wife ...

All right, Rogers.

We understand.

But I thought you told us

he was dead.

- His wife.

-- What?

-- His wife!

-- Wife?

No, no, no, I do not think a man

would ever kill his wife.

No matter how

guilty she was.

"The wicked flee when

no one pursues. "

Two accidental deaths

in 12 hours? I do not believe it!

Nor do I! What do you say,

judge?

How does the rhyme go,

Miss. Claythorne?

-- 10 little indians ...?

- One choked his little self and then there were 9.

- Go on ...

- One overslept himself ...

... and there were 8.

We are 8 people

on this island now.

-- Lombard!

-- I will be ready in a minute!

Take your time!

-- You know I got it?

-- Got what!

There is one thing this fellow

Owen forgot.

This island is just a bare rock.

We'll catch that

raving maniac.

There has to be some

place he is hiding on the island.

Do you mean Rogers

is lying?

Why not? He is scared.

Scared out of his head.

That's why I think he is

telling the truth.

A lunatic like Owen

found a hiding place ...

... before Rogers

arrived here.

It doesn't matter if Rogers

is lying or not.

You agree that

Mr. Owen is quite a diving, don't you?

He'd certainly be dangerous.

You ought to be armed.

Yes, too bad it is not allowed to carry

firearms in England.

It would be for all of us

a great disadvantage.

You mean you haven't

any weapon?

You know, Mr. Blore the strange thing is that I came to

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