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I took all except the first ten.

How do you explain that?

The spool must've been changed. By

whom? I haven't the faintest idea.

My camera never left my suitcase

until I photographed the lizards.

Do you recognise this? Of course.

Examine it closely.

Do you find anything curious about it?

It's exactly as I left it at the hotel.

Then why does your insurance policy

give the the serial number as F2372?

But this isn't MY camera!

This is Z44738.

Why were my photographs

on that negative?

The Toulon exposures were made before

you photographed your stupid lizards.

The cameras were changed.

Then why do you keep me here?

You were in possession of photographs

calculated to endanger France.

You face a long term of

imprisonment, deportation

and your naturalisation

papers will not be granted.

France will lose an

undistinguished citizen

and the Third Reich will gain one.

This is grossly unjust.

You know I am innocent. Possibly.

Vadassy, there are ten guests

at the hotel and Madame Koche.

The guilty one has your camera -

a Contax identical to that.

It is impossible for us to arrest

the entire hotel and search everyone.

Inquiries must be made by someone

whose presence would arouse no suspicion.

I see what you mean.

Yes. It's a pity for both of us that

you're the only person who can help.

But, M... Beghin, is the name.

Michel Beghin.

But I've got to return

on Saturday to Paris.

You will remain at the hotel

till you're permitted to leave.

If you try to leave,

you'll be re-arrested,

you'll be deported straightaway

to Vienna

and your dossier will be handed

to the police there.

Get this into your head -

the quicker you find out

who took those photographs,

the better for you.

Don't try any tricks.

Don't write any letters.

If you do, imprisonment...

deportation and the Gestapo.

Here is a list I made out for you.

Your fellow guests. Take it!

M Vadassy, you are back!

Nothing serious, I hope.

The police were here before lunch.

Nothing serious.

Just a ridiculous mistake about my

passport. However, they apologised.

I apologise to you for having missed

lunch. You know what the police are.

They took a long time to clear

up such a small matter.

There was a delay in

getting through to Paris.

I thought the police had priority,

but you can never trust the telephone.

Anyway, I'm back now.

That's the main thing. Yes.

M Vadassy, when are you leaving?

We had agreed Saturday morning.

Oh, yes, the day after tomorrow.

The weather's so splendid,

I might stay on a day or two.

Oh, I'm afraid... If the police have

no objection and if you have a room.

I'll see what can be arranged.

Hello. Remember me?

Oh, yes, of course. The girl by the boat

you photographed this morning. Yes.

Where have you been all afternoon?

A date with a lizard, I suppose.

You did have a date with me to go

fishing. I'm sorry. Aren't you well?

I've got a headache. A touch of the

sun. I think I'll go and lie down.

Is there anything I can do? No.

Shall we see you for dinner?

Yes. I'll play you

billiards afterwards.

I'd love to. I'll look forward

to it. Now I'll go to my room.

'The quicker you find out who took

those photographs, the better for you.

'Don't try any tricks

and don't write any letters.

'If you do, imprisonment,

deportation, the Gestapo.'

He misses his lunch, now he misses

his dinner. I cannot understand it.

Everybody isn't like you, Walter.

..In Sweden last year,

he never stopped eating!

I didn't want to die

of cold and starvation.

They have very interesting

fish in northern waters.

I can well imagine it.

Harpooning whales all day! And

fighting Eskimos for FISH blubber.

For the last time,

a whale is NOT a fish.

Ladies and gentlemen, I appeal to...

Vadassy, good evening.

I beg your pardon, madame.

I'm afraid I'm late. Not at all.

Hello, there.

So, there you are!

Good evening.

Good evening.

Where have you been all day, monsieur?

We missed you.

I went down to the village and... it was

such a glorious day, I forgot the time.

I walked along the coast, over

the cliffs. Which way did you go?

Not very far. Well, quite a long

way. No, thank you, nothing to eat.

You're not eating anything,

M Vadassy?

No, I've got a headache.

A touch of the sun.

A touch of the sun?

You must be careful.

How about a drink, Vadassy?

..Albert, a glass for M Vadassy.

No, thanks. I'm perfectly all right.

I never drink champagne.

Nonsense! You look half-dead.

..Doesn't he, my pet?

M Vadassy looks charming.

But champagne is good for everyone.

Take it over, Albert.

I stick always to beer.

I can only drink it with sugar.

Vadassy, be a man.

..Odette, drink up.

We've only got one honeymoon.

Vadassy, you are not drinking

I'd rather not, if you don't mind.

..Albert.

Perhaps Herr Schimler would like my glass.

Herr Schimler? Yes. Take it over to him.

Sir, there is no Herr Schimler here.

He's sitting over there.

Oh, you mean M Heinberger?

Heinberger? Yes. It's M Heinberger.

I'm sorry. I'm...a bit confused.

Is your head really bad? I don't

think so. I'm perfectly all right.

Are you sure?

Perhaps I do feel a bit...queer.

Every minute is important. I'll

try again in the morning, Emil.

But I'm afraid it's useless.

You must keep trying for me.

I must know what has happened.

I must know what I have to do.

There's nothing you can do, Emil.

Haven't we done all we can?

Month after month of waiting and

planning, and now this has to happen.

Darling. There is so little time. Look,

I promise I'll try again in the morning.

You must.

Tomorrow.

There's nothing we can do tonight.

DOG WHINES:

What was that? Wait. I'll see.

DOG BARKS:

M Vadassy, is there anything wrong?

Nothing, madame. I couldn't sleep.

I came to look for a book.

I'm going back to my room.

I'm sorry I disturbed you.

Good night. Good night.

There we are, monsieur.

Coffee. Milk.

Butter.

Sugar.

Croissant. Fresh this morning.

Good morning, Monsieur Vadassy.

You are down early.

Do you feel better today?

Yes, thank you. Oh, good.

Have you been here before? No, never.

A medical student doesn't

have much spare time.

My son-in-law is a

doctor in Zurich.

Show him the photographs, Liebchen.

..You're interested, M Vadassy? Yes.

This is my daughter.

And this is our grandson.

You wouldn't believe I was

a grandmother, would you?

He's such a dear, little boy. That's Ernst,

the doctor. And this is their house.

With the little dog. You know Switzerland?

No. Do you always take photographs?

Yes, I have an album

for each holiday.

Were these taken with a half-plate camera?

An Excelsior.

Have you any other cameras?

Oh, yes. I have always

been fond of photography.

Have you got them with you?

No, they're in Zurich.

You must visit us.

Yes, I'd like to.

What a glorious morning.

What a deuce of an appetite I've got!

What I wouldn't give

for an English breakfast!

I wonder if the chef could make

porridge? Vadassy, how are you?

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