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- All right. You shall have your police.

It's a signal.

It's a signal for that plane to land.

Come in and close the door, mister.

Why, Mr. Van Meer. It isn't possible.

I've just been given a drug.

Drug of some sort.

But I saw you shot just outside

the conference hall. I saw it!

They gave it to me...

when they moved me from...

It's beginning now.

But the man I saw shot was a dead image.

The man you saw shot, it wasrt me.

He was a...

substitute that looked like me.

But why? What...

They want the world to think...

that I've been assassinated. Yes.

To conceal the fact...

- that I'm in their hands.

- Their hands? Who are they?

I can't explain.

I'm not certain.

This drug. I can hardly think.

All that I can tell you...

is that they are going

to take me away by plane...

like a bird.

Always there are places in the city...

where birds can get crumbs.

Birds.

Quick.

A pencil.

Give me the pen.

See? Old mill.

Up the road.

Look.

Man.

Old mill. Understand?

- Does anyone here speak English?

- We speak English in the school.

Why have you been holding out on me?

Look, tell these two policemen

to come with me.

Very, very important.

Big old prisoner. Old mill.

Tell them to follow me.

Do you understand?

Yeah. That's what

I've been trying to tell you. Come on.

They've gone.

They've killed him.

But it isn't...

Who are you?

Where are the others?

There's been a frame-up.

Ask him where the others have gone.

He doesn't know what you're

talking about. There are no other people.

And in any case,

he's been asleep here all day.

He's lying. I talked to Van Meer

in this very room.

There's one thing I can show you.

The assassins' car. The one we followed.

Rather a unique specimen, old boy.

The only one horsepower car in the world.

I don't care what you say.

That car was here.

Listen, I know I look a fool,

but there's something fishy going on.

There's a big story in this.

I can smell it, I can feel it.

I'll get to the bottom of it,

if it's the last thing I do.

Nothing's going to stop me.

Do you understand?

I'll prove that that wasrt Van Meer

that was assassinated, but his double.

Who is it?

All right. Come in.

- Mr. Haverstock?

- Yes.

What are you, the house detective?

You werert announced.

- I'm sorry, sir. We asked at the desk.

- Policemen?

You're not here

to apologize about the windmill?

We simply want you to come with us

and tell your story to our chief of police.

Does this chief of police speak English,

because I'm a very busy man.

It will take no more than half an hour.

We all speak English.

That's marvelous. That's more

than I can say for my country.

Would you sit down?

I have to make a phone call.

Dinner date with a young lady.

The exchange doesn't answer.

I'll call later.

Look, I'm a very quick bather.

Would you excuse me while I

jump in the tub and have a quick shave?

Look at some magazines. I'll be right back.

You can't you bring

the chief of police here?

- No, I am afraid not.

- I thought not.

Please don't bother to come.

You'll find it on my dressing table.

- We meet again.

- So it seems.

Quite a lot's happened

since I last saw you.

So I see.

I had quite a chase

after that guy outside Amsterdam.

It's quite a country.

It's interesting. Windmills and tulips.

Did you find everything you...

We were just talking about the tulips.

Don't seem to be any.

I really think I should be going now.

Thank you very much for the powder.

Must you really go now?

Yes, I must be going now. Really.

Goodbye.

You've made quite a day of it,

haven't you?

Making fools of Scott ffolliott and me,

breaking into my bedroom...

and disgracing me

before a friend of my father's.

What are your plans now?

You might at least have clothes on.

Take it easy. This is serious.

I've got to talk to you.

I've seen your serious business.

What're you doing here?

- I'm escaping.

- Escaping from what?

From some fellows

in my room about to kill me.

May I ask who?

Two gentlemen disguised as policemen,

waiting to take me for a ride.

- You're talking through your hat.

- I'm not talking through my hat.

I've thrown a monkey wrench

into some international dirty business.

I know Van Meer's alive.

That's why want to kill me.

I can think of others.

You've got to help me.

Not for my sake alone...

but it's the biggest story in Europe.

Your childish mind is out of place

in Europe as you are in my bedroom.

Get over there.

You see what you're doing?

All this is going back to London

and will be common gossip by tomorrow.

I don't care for myself,

but my father's engaged in great work.

He's trying to help avert a dreadful war...

and this is just the sort of thing

to discredit him.

I know you care nothing about our work.

All you're interested in is having fun

with windmills and bathrooms.

You don't believe I'm in trouble?

You'll be in lot of trouble

if you don't get out.

Now for the last time, please go.

Okay. But I want you to know exactly

what's going to happen when I do go.

I'll go back to my room

and try and shake those fellows off...

but I won't succeed.

They'll stick to me like a

couple of tattoo marks until they get me.

They'll stop at nothing. I seem to know

too much. And you're right.

I don't know much about

your crackpot peace movement...

I don't know what's wrong with Europe.

But I know a story when I see one.

I'll keep after it until either I get it

or it gets me.

Sorry you have those

derogatory opinions of me...

but I guess that can't be helped.

So long. It's been nice knowing you.

I said goodbye.

Don't go.

I guess I could have handled those fellows

with a little luck.

We mustrt take any chances.

We should get help.

That's what I had in mind.

- I'll get Dr. Williamson...

- Wait. They might not understand.

They have understood.

We could catch the night boat to England

if we could get out.

That's the hitch.

What's that friend's name, that "ff"?

- Ffolliott.

- Get me Mr. Ffolliott's room, please.

Left the hotel?

That's strange.

We were to dine together tonight.

- He realized how much I meant to you.

- You'd mean more with your clothes on.

You like the intellectual type.

- Say, I've got an idea.

- What?

Give me the manager, please.

Buzz for the valet.

Is this the manager?

This is Mr. Haverstock in 537.

What kind of hotel is this?

My bathtub leaks, phone's out of order,

and I've been robbed.

Will you send somebody up right away?

Thank you.

Operator, send a waiter up to 537.

And ask the chambermaid

to bring up some clean sheets.

I've set mine on fire.

And I'd like my windows cleaned.

And ask boots to come get my shoes.

Hurry up. That's a good girl.

Clutter up that room nicely

for those two guys.

It's the valet. Come in.

- Do you speak English?

- Yes, sir.

Go to my room, 537...

and get me shirt, tie, suit, and a hat.

You see, my husband's

waiting in the room for this gentleman.

No sign of them yet.

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