Escape Page #7

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She's dead, isn't she?

Then what's the hurry?

- And that is the coffin?

- Yes.

I will have to see the body.

Go on. Open it.

- Is this Emmy Ritter?

- Yes.

Wait a minute.

- Why isn't this nailed down?

- He said he would do it himself.

All right, then. Get to work.

- Nail it down!

- We'll do it before we bury her.

I'm not talking to you!

Come on, nail it down!

All right, get it out of here.

- All right, Fritz, pull up.

- What for?

I've got to get her out. She'll suffocate.

Poor Mr Mark, you have had so much trouble.

Try not to think about it.

Fritz, in heaven's name, stop the car.

She's alive!

- Mr Mark, such crazy talk.

- Fritz, stop the car!

No, Mr Mark.

Are you mad?

I'm going back with her.

As soon as I'm in, get going.

Mr Mark! Mr Mark!

The road ahead, it's blocked.

Mr Mark.

Mr Mark, the road ahead, it's blocked.

It doesn't matter, Fritz. She's dead.

Dead... What's the matter

with you, Mr Mark?

Of course she's dead!

Please, come out of there, Mr Mark.

She was alive, Fritz.

Oh, please, Mr Mark. You must try to

keep your mind away from what happened.

- Come on. I'll help you cover her over again.

- No, no. Leave her alone.

Please, Mr Mark, stop acting like a child!

Your mother was dead, she is dead.

And nothing you can do...

Mother!

Oh, madame! Oh, madame!

Don't just stand there, get the truck started.

We've got to get her to a house.

- Your sister's.

- But we...

- Go on, go on!

- But we can't go on.

The slide blocked the road.

- All right, then we'll take the other way.

- But this is the only way there...

You're lying! You're afraid.

All right I don't need you.

I'll get it through myself. Now get out!

Please, Mr Mark, don't talk to me that way.

Sure I'm afraid. Why shouldn't I be afraid?

But she is alive and wherever

you go with her I'll go too.

- So please don't tell me to get out, Mr Mark.

- She'll die if we don't get her where it's warm.

Ya, Herr, but where?

- Fritz, where are we?

- In the park, near Felzenkirche.

- Felzenkirche. I know?

- Where?

- The Countess's house.

- But how do you...?

Don't ask questions. She'll have to let us in.

It's a green house just below the pass.

Now get started.

Green house just below the pass...

Green house below the pass...

Kurt.

Why did you bother coming down?

Don't leave like this.

It's almost six. My skiing party

will be waiting for me at the Inn.

Kurt, don't be angry.

If I could tell you what's the

matter, I would. But I...

I can't seem to put it into words.

My dear, that stupid doctor you sent

me to warned me against two things.

One was violent exercise, like skiing,

the other was violent quarrels.

At the present I prefer skiing.

The doctor is an idiot, and so are you my dear.

But as usual, I forgive you. I'll see you tonight.

I've come to you for help.

What is it? My mother. Let me in.

I've no other place to take her.

- Oh, no. No, not here.

- But you must. She'll die.

No, please.

No, not in there.

- Where then?

- Let me see.

Upstairs.

Quiet, please.

The room at the end of the hall.

Those two in there,

they will never forget.

What happened?

They thought Madame Ritter died last night.

But we found she really was not dead.

So we got her out. Yes.

And that is how it was.

I don't think I believe you.

Well...

You know she can't stay in my house.

You must take her away

from here before tonight.

But not so soon, Countess.

Mr Mark is so tired. And she is so ill.

You must take her out of my house

or I'll have to notify the police.

Well, I do what I can.

Hello.

- Did I wake you?

- No!

As I left a car turned into your driveway.

A sort of a delivery truck.

Well?

Yes, I heard it, but it must

have turned around and gone on.

It didn't stop?

- No.

- Well that's all right then.

I was a little puzzled. It seemed so

strange, a delivery truck at that hour.

- You're sure everything's all right, hmm?

- Yes, of course.

- What are you doing now?

- Well, I was just going to get myself some coffee.

Good. Get some rest.

I'll see you tonight.

- All right.

- Goodbye, my dear.

Goodbye.

- The truck was seen coming in here.

- By...by whom?

I was just telephoned. You can't stay

here another instant. It's impossible.

Mother.

You're safe, mother.

There's nothing to worry about.

Everything is all right.

You're going home.

- To Mark...

- Yes, Mother.

- You're in prison too?

- No, Mother, no, nobody's in the prison.

I never thought I'd see you again.

Now, now, just lie back down.

We'll keep the door locked.

- Did you say we?

- We must let her rest for a few hours.

You did say we.

Yes.

And now you must rest.

- I'm all right.

- Oh, you can't do everything yourself.

- Who is the man who is helping you?

- Fritz.

He's arranging about the

funeral, the supposed funeral.

I see.

He also knows a man who

supplies forged passports.

Good.

We must get the girls out of the house.

Let me see now, I'll

send them skiing early.

And now you, please lie down

and try and get some sleep.

I just can't get it out

of my mind, madame.

There were all those strange noises.

My first thought was of the silver.

Julie, you read too many mystery novels.

But there was something, madame.

Somebody walking, as plain...

Julie, stop talking nonsense.

She's not talking nonsense.

There is something going on around here.

And I know what it is.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about Maria.

Oh, yes, she has a cold, poor girl.

She won't be able to go skiing with the rest of you.

She's not sick.

She just doesnt want to go with us!

She was the one who was sneaking around

last night, down at the ice box!

That shows how sick she really is.

It's nothing to laugh about.

She doesn't belong here.

She doesn't think right!

Well, I hope she eats right.

- Julie, will you take this tray up to her?

- Yes, madame.

Didn't you hear me?

She was the one who was walking

around last night. I heard her!

Oh, please answer the door, dear.

Tell the driver you and the girls

will be ready to go in a few moments.

You won't listen to me.

You don't like me. You like her!

Ursula, don't talk nonsense.

- Hello, Ursula.

- Why, Your Excellency, come in.

Thank you.

Good afternoon, Your Excellency.

- What's this? Going away?

- Yes, we are. Isn't it wonderful?

- All the way up to the skiing lodge.

- So.

And we're going to stay

there all night too.

Ah, really?

- Look, Your Excellency. I have a new skiing jacket.

- Very nice. The Countess is going with you?

No, I'm not.

- Good afternoon, Countess.

- Good afternoon, General.

You'd better go finish your coffee, girls.

The driver ought to be here any moment.

- Won't you have some coffee with us, General?

- Yes, yes, I think I will.

So you are going to be quite alone, eh?

Well, girls, looking

forward to your skiing?

Why don't you come with us and teach

us how to really ski, Your Excellency?

I'm afraid His Excellency is much too

busy to become our skiing instructor.

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