Escape Page #8

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But we should have a man with us.

Countess,

do you think there's any

chance of our running into

that handsome young American

in the mountains?

The American would look very

handsome in skiing clothes.

Don't you think so, Helene?

May I ask who is this young man?

Oh, no one of any importance.

You'd better get started now, girls.

The automobile isn't here yet.

Thank you.

You should have seen him up at the lake.

He's so handsome.

We girls just couldn't take our eyes off

him, while he was talking to the Countess.

Really?

Oh, yes, some friends told me you were at the

concert with a young man. Is it this one?

- Yes, I met him quite by accident.

- Do I know him?

I don't think so, no.

- His name?

Mr Preysing, I met him once in America.

- I think I know of a Mr Preysing.

- Emmy Ritter's son, hm?

I think so, yes.

- He has no friends here and...

- How kind of you to think of him.

No doubt he's lonely even now.

Wouldn't it be nice, girls, to have Mr

Preysing join us on a skiing party?

- You might even join us then, huh?

- I have no reason to see Mr Preysing again.

But have you any reason not to see him?

Why, I think it would be terribly amusing.

Well, there you are, your young ladies

would enjoy a younger man about.

And perhaps you would enjoy

a younger man yourself.

Come girls, it's getting quite late.

Oh, no, wait. You ought to

telephone the young man at once.

Don't you think this has gone far enough?

Where is Mr Preysing now?

- I don't know.

- That's easy enough to find out.

Ursula call the Hotel Excelsior in the

city or try the Inn in the village.

Yes, Your Excellency.

Ursula, wait.

Have you forgotten why he's here?

No.

But undoubtedly he has.

He needs to be reminded.

Ursula, telephone him.

All right.

Operator, please get me the

Inn at the village. Yes.

Hello. Do you have a Mr

Preysing staying there?

You're sure? Thank you.

Operator. Operator!

Get me the Hotel Excelsior

in the city, please.

Yes, and hurry. Hurry, please.

Could you tell me if you have an American

by the name of Preysing staying there?

He's gone?

Oh, all right. Thank you.

Why, Mr Preysing!

- I was just trying to find you.

- Were you?

Oh, come in, come in. You certainly

picked the right time to visit us.

Look, I got him. Isn't that service?

- Mr Preysing.

- Just as I telephoned, he was coming in the door.

Yes, I didn't want to leave the

village without saying goodbye.

That's very kind of you.

Excellency, may I present Mr Preysing?

Mr Preysing, General Von Kolb.

How do you do.

This is really odd, Mr Preysing.

I was just talking about you.

- I wanted to meet you. Come in, Mr Preysing.

- Why, I'm sorry, I have an appointment.

Oh, no, no. The Countess'

invitations are not to be refused.

- Greta, take Mr Preysing's coat.

- I really can't stay.

Nonsense, we want you to.

- Don't we, Ruby?

- Yes, yes, of course.

Sit down, Mr Preysing, sit down.

Well, Ruby, aren't you going to

offer your friend some coffee?

No, thank you.

Something stronger, hm?

Some wine, Ruby.

Mr Preysing, has the purpose of

your visit been accomplished?

You did have a purpose in

visiting this country, I presume.

- Yes.

- No, no, no, put it here at my right, remember?

- There you are.

- No, thank you.

Now, that's a mistake.

Wine makes a man forget his troubles.

Or perhaps you have none.

Young and carefree, Mr Preysing?

You are carefree, aren't you?

Is anyone?

Ruby, where are my cigarettes?

My dear, you shouldn't wear that dress.

It washes you out. You look like a ghost.

Come now, it's only a spider.

Nothing to get excited about.

Spiders are not dangerous.

Mr Preysing, I once knew a lady

who had a tarantula as a pet.

I once new a tarantula who had a pet lady.

Mr Preysing, are you forgetting that

there are young ladies present?

Don't worry about the ladies.

They'll keep whatever pets they like.

Tarantulas or Pekinese, or even Generals.

What's that you say?

Who buys your uniform, your

gold braid, your saber?

Who pays for your motorcar

and your driver? Women.

They scrimp and save so

their men can pay taxes.

All over this country women are saving

carrot tops and potato peelings

just to keep a pet general.

Ruby, your friend has a

sense of humor. Yes.

Yes, get the whiskey.

We will drink a real toast

to Mr Preysing and his ingenious jokes.

Sit down, Mr Preysing.

We are enjoying your humor.

Sorry, I really must leave.

Ladies, if you'll excuse me, I'll

say goodbye to the Countess.

- I'm not going to leave you here.

- There's no time to talk about ourselves.

Tell me you'll come with us.

Say it!

- Say it.

- I'll be with you.

Ruby, have you forgotten the girls?

The car is here, they are

waiting to say goodbye.

Please excuse me, Mr Preysing.

I don't like you, Mr Preysing.

No?

Do you imagine I like you?

Unfortunately for you, I'm in a

position to enforce my dislikes.

- You must leave this country at once.

- How soon would you suggest?

Immediately.

I must try to do that.

You're not going to try.

You are going.

There's nothing more to keep you here.

This morning your mother was executed.

- You enjoy telling me that, don't you?

- And what are you going to do about it?

What can I do?

You take a great deal

from me, I wonder why?

I don't think I would take what you are

taking, not even in a strange country.

That's easy to say.

Come over to my backyard

some day and find out.

I shall, I promise.

- Goodbye, girls.

- Goodbye, Countess.

Julie, see that he doesn't

drive too fast, will you?

Yes, madame.

- Goodbye, madame.

- Goodbye, Countess.

- Goodbye, Mr Preysing.

- I'm sorry if I've caused you any trouble.

- Kurt.

- I'd rather not talk to you now.

I might say something which

both of us would regret.

Not many turned out.

I'm glad Madame Ritter wasn't in that box.

She would be so angry to draw such a

small audience at her last appearance.

- Is everything all right?

- Oh, yes.

Where's Mr Preysing?

Mr Mark.

Has he been here or phoned?

- No, that's why I'm worried.

- He mustn't find her in your house.

We've gotta get out of here, now.

All of us.

Fritz, you park the truck up at the side road.

We'll be upstairs.

You get your things packed.

Mother.

Mother.

Oh...

Mark.

Darling...

do you think you can get up?

Well, of course.

No more truck rides, I hope.

Mother, there's still a lot ahead of us.

- You mean crossing the border?

- No, that'll come later.

Later?

Couldn't get a passport.

- Then you can't leave the country.

- We'll go somewhere.

But where?

Don't you worry about that, now.

We've gotta get out of here.

But why? Why tonight?

Well, you see, mother, there's

someone who might cause us a little

Wait!

I'll get you a passport.

Marion.

Marion, please.

Oh, I'm so sorry to have to waken you.

- Can you understand what I say?

- Yes, madame.

- Do you feel better?

- Yes.

What is it, madame?

I have a great favor to ask of you.

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