Hangmen Also Die! Page #9

Horak, I thought you might

be curious to met...

Dr. Franticek Svoboda,

surgeon at St. Pancrazio hospital.

The same gentleman who visited

your fiance the other night...

under the name "Karel Vanek".

Inspector,

why did you have me brought here?

Horak, I thought we both had the

right to the whole truth.

You ought to know what

your fiance is up too.

Well, I guess this all becomes a

personal matter between you three.

Let's go.

I think I'll leave you alone.

Good night.

Jan, you mustn't...

Well, what are you staring at?

You think you own me?

You were lying to me all along.

Yes I was. I just fell in love with him...

That's all there was to it.

Can't you understand that?

Yes.

I'm sorry Franticek, for

all that's happened...

Horak!

It looks like both of us

had delusions tonight.

- Find something, Mueller?

- Not at all, Herr Inspector.

- Am I free to leave now?

- Not yet.

What do you say to having a drink on me?

That is an order. Muller!

I want you to watch this house, closely.

If those two try to leave,

find out where they go.

- As you order, Herr Inspector.

- Schirmer will re leave you in the morning.

The small leather case on the desk.

The hypodermic.

Come on sweetheart, get it off your chest.

Take it from me. No woman

should be trusted to long.

Ain't it the truth?

Don't be a sucker, big boy.

There are more fish to come.

Well, 6:
00 already. What do you say

we go over to his place?

That is an order too.

You shouldn't talk.

This wound is serious.

I haven't much time.

I must finish telling you.

Miss Novotny, all our thanks...

you're a good fighter.

Almost everything in this plan

depends on you.

It will be very difficult...

I believe the people of Prague...

will come to help us.

- Gruber come in yet?

- No.

No, and his office can't seem to get in

touch with him. He was out all last night.

That must be the little cutie who

let him down so hard.

The German offered 20 marks if we could

get info about her cheating before.

It was like pulling teeth.

Couldn't even get him to talk about her.

Why does this flatfoot have to know

so much about this dames life?

All he told me was he caught

her cheating last night.

Myself, I figured it must

had something to do with...

Politics.

Because Gruber says, how could a

nice girl like that run around like that...

her father is one of the hostages

going to be killed any minute.

Come on, fatty, wake up.

Let me sleep...

you'll get your money tonight.

I'll be waiting.

So long, big boy.

Just pretend you never knew her.

Too-da-lu!

Is it possible now,

to tell his real name?

No, but his name will not be forgotten.

One day the school children will honor it.

"In retaliation for the cowardly

murder of the Reich Protector...

it is ordered that

commencing at 2:
00 today...

executions will be carried out

every 2 hrs instead of 24...

unless the assassin is surrendered."

Pardon me.

Good morning, Mr. Czaka.

- This is absurd.

- But I tell you I'm sure.

- You've mistaken me for somebody else.

- No, I'm sure of it.

Miss please,

everyone is looking at us.

- I tell you, you're absolutely wrong.

- I'm not wrong.

Please, miss, please.

You must met me,

I have to talk to you alone.

Miss, what do you want

with this gentleman?

It is nothing,

absolutely nothing.

What do you mean by that?

Such impertinence.

Gestapo. Inspector Schirmer.

Of course.

Naturally that's different then.

I don't know this person.

I've never seen her before.

Miss Novotny, we will clear up

this matter somewhere else.

I think you better take this gentleman

along to headquarters.

But this is absurd. I will report you

to the proper authorities

Alright, alright.

I will not go.

Orders is orders.

I will see that you are

properly cared for also.

And where is this note she wrote?

Here.

"I recognize you.

Must talk to you immediately at once."

Well, what does it mean?

Miss Novotny,

this time you're going to talk.

You recognize Mr. Czaka as whom?

What did you want to say to him

alone that was so important, huh?

Let me tell you, Herr Ritter,

it's very simple.

She says she recognizes me as

someone she helped escaped...

from Karls Ave. From the Black shirts

The lady insists that I am the man

who shot Heydrich.

Me, of all people!

That is perfectly ridiculous

of course, Mr. Czaka...

but... just wait here a moment...

please.

The following 3 persons will

please step forward.

You can't take me!

No, no, I won't go! I won't go!

I helped to catch the assassin.

I want to see the commandant!

I want to see the commandant!

I want to see the commandant!

I want to see the commandant!

The following 3 persons

will step forward.

Necval.

Skalda...

Votruba.

My name shouldn't be counted. That was

the agreement for speaking on the radio.

Shut up!

All three of you, forward march!

Miss Novotny, perhaps you are afraid

because you lied to us before...

But if you tell the truth now,

I promise to overlook that.

Remember, we won't stop the executions

until we have the assassin.

In a few hours,

in any case by tomorrow...

all hostages will have been shot.

The odds for your Father...

are growing smaller by the minute.

This is your last chance,

Miss Novotny.

I was on the Karls Ave.

You saw the assassin run from the alley?

Yes, it was the man I

saw in the restaurant.

- The brewer, Czaka?

- Yes.

In what direction did he escape from?

Just around the corner from Dresden St,

just where I told the officer.

Did you see him running until

he was out of sight?

No, there was a passing cab,

and it drove off with him.

For your sake, Miss Novotny,

I'm glad you added that detail.

It confirms with a voluntary statement

from the same cab driver.

Ritter, bring in Czaka.

And the horse cab driver.

That's him, alright.

I've never seen this man before.

You picked him up on the corner

of Karls Ave and Dresden?

Yes, sir. And he said:

"Drive as fast as you can."

Where did he ask to be taken?

Some place with furnished rooms,

with no questions asked.

Like I told you this morning.

It's ridiculous.

Ridiculous!

The man has got me mixed up

with somebody else.

Herr Standarten Fuhrer...

during the time of the assassination

of his Excellency...

the late Reich Protector...

at that very time, I was having

lunch at the Golden Quail...

Where I always eat,

just like today.

You can check it quite easily.

Do you remember day when

the Reich Protector was shot?

Naturally, what Czech doesn't?

- It was last Wednesday at noon.

- Exactly.

And on that day, at that time, did

Mr. Czaka have lunch at your restaurant?

- Now you'll see...

- No, your excellency.

No, Mr. Czaka didn't come in that day.

I remember it like my own birthday.

I held his usual table for him,

your excellency.

I even said to Albert here,

maybe Mr. Czaka is sick or something.

- But Novak, I was there.

- No, Mr. Czaka.

No, Mr. Czaka, I remember because I put

on your table your favorite Rhine wine...

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