Charlie Chan at the Olympics Page #5

Now humble turn of Charlie Chan

to be grateful.

Thank you so much.

When we meet again,

we'll start even?

- [Door Closes]

- Say, that guy's too smart.

He timed the shot almost to a second.

But I'm awfully glad he pushed you

out of the way of that bullet.

Humble parent seem to have

fortunate fate of cat with nine lives.

I just want you to keep

the one you have now.

And I'm sticking with you

to see that nothing happens.

Correction, please. Will personally

deliver you to Uncle Sam at Olympic Village.

- But, Pop- - Also have desire

to interview Miss Betty Adams...

...to learn if she used camera

for picture-taking this morning.

Gee, that's right. If she did,

she discovered the invention in there.

Now reveal intelligent mind

of good detective.

Thanks, Pop. We sure make

a swell team, don't we?

Hmm.

[Crowd Cheering]

[Excited Chattering]

So this is Berlin.

- I've never seen so many bicycles in my life!

- Shucks, what a reception!

Hey, someone swiped my camera!

- How do you say stop in German?

- Hey, "stoppa" the bus!

- Arrestez-vous!

- Halta la machina!

- It's empty.

- I should've known better.

Gosh, I wanted that camera

to get some pictures of the Games.

Gee, this isn't so bad.

I think I'll take

that bed by the window.

Say, I wonder how you ask for a shampoo

and a finger wave in German.

[Laughs] I wonder how you ask

for something to eat.

It would be better if you girls

would see the head matron now...

...to arrange for your seats

in the dining hall.

That's me. I'm starved.

- I could eat a 16-pound shot.

- Well, come on.

- Let's all sit together.

- I wonder where that sauerkraut emporium is.

[Door Opening]

[Chan]

One moment, please.

May examine contents of basket?

It is nothing.

The girl athletes are forbidden candy.

I have taken it

to report to the matron.

Would be most happy

to save you trouble.

Hand it over!

Will identify, please.

- That's it!

- At last!

And it hasn't been tampered with.

It's been a long trail, Mr. Chan.

Last step ease toil

of most difficult journey.

I'll take it.

Recommend immediate delivery

to American Consul.

Life in danger while

device in your possession.

Well, that's a chance

I'll have to take.

My responsibility's greater now

than at home. I'll take charge of it.

- Come away from that window!

- [Maid] Look out! The police are here!

Who was in that car?

Take her away.

We'll find out

who her accomplices are.

[Cartwright]

I should think that's obvious.

The Roland woman was associated with Masters,

and the device was in his sweetheart's luggage.

[Hopkins] I'll report this to the American

Olympic Committee at once!

- [Strasser] Do you know this Masters?

- Certainly. He worked for me.

Mr. Chan?

Your son Lee told me you were here searching

my luggage for some stolen invention.

Yes, and we found it.

- What?

- Excuse, please.

Miss Roland visit your room

last night on boat to return camera?

Yes, she did. I was packing,

and she insisted on helping me.

I suppose she hid the robot in your baggage

without your knowing anything about it.

If that's where you found it,

she must have.

You needn't look at me like

that. I'm telling the truth.

I think you're trying to protect Masters.

The authorities will settle that.

You won't need the authorities.

Dick'll settle it himself.

Perhaps we've been a little hasty.

Hasty accusation like long shot on horse race.

Odds good, but chances doubtful.

Very obvious now why

Miss Roland borrow camera-

...give her excuse

to visit stateroom...

...and conceal candy box with device

in Miss Betty's luggage.

She certainly knew

what she was doing.

The customs officials hardly looked

at the luggage of the Olympic athletes.

When I get that matron down to headquarters,

she'll tell where the Roland woman is.

Very commendable, but must not

forget immediate danger.

Power behind Miss Roland will lose no time

in attempt to regain most valuable robot.

Exactly.

And while you remain in Berlin, I'll see

to your police protection, Mr. Hopkins.

- Excellent idea, Inspector.

- All right, gentlemen. I'll drive you to your hotel.

Excuse, please.

Prefer to remain at Olympic Village...

...for visit with son Lee.

- May use telephone, please?

- Certainly.

- Thank you so much.

- [Clicks Heels]

[Door Closes]

Sure. Mr. Romeo, lady-killer. Just because

that banjo-eyed brunette looks at you...

- You go for her like you're trying to break a world record.

- Forget it, will ya, Betty?

How did I know what was going on?

I only tried to be nice.

You were. You couldn't have been any sweeter

if you'd given her a hacksaw to get out of jail.

And if Hopkins goes on making cracks,

that's just where we'll be.

Well, I told you

I'd take care of all that.

- Then you'd better hurry up and see the police about it.

- All right. I will.

- But first I'm gonna settle with Hopkins.

- Dick! Dick, come back!

- Oh, ya big mug!

- What's the matter?

Oh, that poor goof. I told him what Hopkins

said, and now he's going to knock his block off.

- That's swell! And he can do it.

- Oh, shut up.

I didn't mean that, Lee.

But don't you see?

If Dick gets into trouble,

they'll suspend him from the team.

Gee, that's right. And as my pop would say,

"Don't rub sore finger with sandpaper."

- Oh, we have to stop him!

- We will, if I have to sock Hopkins myself.

Come on!

Might have been safer to leave

the device in the hotel vault overnight.

I'm not trusting anybody.

If I'd know when I invented

the mechanism...

...that it was gonna turn into a Frankenstein,

I'd have destroyed it.

Well, it's over now. We'll be safely

on our way back to America in 24 hours.

I hope so. Well, I'll go

wash up for dinner.

[Door Closes]

- Don't do it, Hopkins.

- What do you want?

Guess.

[Engine Stops]

- Is that their room on the second floor?

- Yes. He should be there now.

Keep your eye on that window. Be ready

to make a fast getaway when he comes out.

I'll be in the lobby.

- Mr. Chan, I want your advice.

- Yes?

I heard an argument in Mr. Hopkins's room,

and I was about to go in...

...when Mr. Hopkins himself

let a man out.

- Who, please?

- That's it- I don't know.

Nobody has entered since I've been here, and

I arrived with Mr. Hopkins and Mr. Cartwright.

Most mysterious.

Perhaps wise to investigate.

[Gunshot]

Assistance, please.

[Batters On Door]

It was Hopkins. He escaped through

the window. He's got my invention!

- Notify Inspector Strasser immediately.

- Yes, sir.

[Cartwright]

I hadjust left Hopkins alone...

...so when I heard voices

in here, I hurried in.

Hughes was accusing Hopkins of deliberately

double-crossing his stockholders...

...by stealing my invention

to sell it to a foreign government.

One moment.

Will corroborate?

- That's quite true.

- Continue, please.

They quieted down

after I came in, but Hughes...

...threatened to expose Hopkins

ifhe didn't cut him in.

After Hughes left,

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