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I'm all right, thank you.

Had your breakfast already?

Excuse me.

Are you following me?

Unfortunately, yes.

I find it very fatiguing.

And this suit is very hot.

Why do you wear it?

Have you been to a funeral?

Four months ago, my mother.

She had stones. Sit down.

Thank you.

I would like to have a grenadine.

Waiter, grenadine for this gentleman.

And for you?

Nothing, thank you.

Nothing?

I'm going to telephone

M Beghin from that box.

Stay here and enjoy your drink.

He told me to telephone him.

But it is my duty to come too.

But there isn't room for

two in a telephone box.

But you cannot bribe the honour of a

French policeman with a glass of grenadine.

All right, move your chair that way

and you'll be able to watch me.

TELEPHONE RINGS:

Yes? Peter Vadassy.

Any news about the camera?

Not yet. Then why are you bothering

me? I've discovered something. What?

The German, Emil Schimler,

is calling himself Paul Heinberger.

I heard him talking to Madame Koche

last night. I think he's the spy.

Are you insane?

Well, I thought it might be a clue.

I didn't ask you to play detective.

I asked you to find out which

of the guests had cameras. Find out!

Miss Skelton,

come and have a look at this.

Over there.

What's the matter? It's Mr Asticot.

He looks as though he's drowning.

Give me those.

Who's drowning?

Take my binoculars.

He's been caught by an octopus.

It must be a shark.

Poor chap! Give me those.

No!

It is a gigantic shark.

Oh, I say!

What's going on?

Asticot.

All is over.

What happened?

Is he drowning?

Eaten by a shark.

No, it's not a shark!

He's made a wonderful catch.

He's lost it.

No, he hasn't.

It's dragging him under.

He's got it!

It's a giant.

Have I missed something?

I should think you have.

Tremendous sport.

Over there.

That is a fish, isn't it?! Isn't it?

We ought to take a photograph.

I'll get my camera.

And I'll get my Excelsior.

Photograph - what for? If you'd

seen it, you wouldn't ask.

I can't see anything remarkable

about catching a fish.

Oh, Andre, it'd be fun

to have a picture.

All right.

Splendid, my friend.

An 80-pounder, by Jove!

Do you think I should hold the fish?

No, it's perfect as it is.

..Where's your camera, Mr Vadassy?

You're missing the

photograph of the season.

I forgot to get a new roll of film.

Just my luck. Today of all days!

Mr Vadassy, would

you please help me?

There must be something wrong here.

If you would straighten it...

There you are. How's that?

I still can't see a thing.

Have you dropped your mirror?

Have I dropped...?!

At last!

We're ready now. Hold it.

PHWRRT!

I'm so sorry.

Perhaps there's air in it.

M Asticot, just once more.

PHWRRT!

Walter, do it without the bulb.

Once more? No, Walter!

Bravo! Jolly good show.

Now, put this round here. I'm so glad

you took my advice about the harpoon.

I didn't. But you weren't paddling.

How are we going to cook it?

This is going to be stuffed!

I have a room at

home full of them.

MUFFLED CHATTER:

In the old days, one just wore

ordinary riding... What?!

Who locked me in the writing room?

Are you perfectly sure of that? Yes!

My dear fellow, take it easy...

Old Buffy Davenport, similar case.

Found him crawling round

the compound one morning

on his hands and

knees, raving mad.

I know you all think I'm mad.

No, just take it easy. But I was locked in.

Well, it's a bit unlikely.

My dear Vadassy.

It's quite a natural mistake to make.

Perhaps you locked yourself in.

Difficult to do with the key on this side

of the door, eh, M Duclos? Point taken.

This calls for a snifter. One doesn't

catch an 80-pounder every day. Swell idea!

You need a drink, too. What will you have,

my friend? Brandy or champagne or what?

Nothing, thank you.

Nonsense!

Come up to my room.

Let Odette fix you a cocktail.

No, thank you!

Thank you very much, not now.

I'm sorry.

Cheer up, my friend.

You'll soon feel better.

Where were you when it happened?

What happened? What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

I was locked in the writing room.

Were you?

I was sitting over here.

Where have you just come from?

May I ask the reason for

this interrogation? You hypocrite!

Sir, I have not the faintest

idea what you're talking about.

You sit here smiling,

and all the time...

I'm afraid, I'm rather upset.

Forgive me.

Don't go!

Do YOU think I'm mad?

Not at all. THEY all think I am.

They think? Let them think!

I'm sure you're as sane as I am.

Now, pull yourself together.

What do you say to a game of Russian

billiards? It will calm your nerves.

I'm no good at this game.

There's only one thing I am good at.

That is?

Photography. Fascinating hobby.

Have you a camera?

Will you please not speak while I

make this shot? It is difficult.

Have I a camera?

No, I have no camera. In fact, I can't

remember when I had one in my hands.

Excellent.

M Heinberger has kindly been giving

me lessons. He's a very apt pupil.

We had some difficulties at first,

but now we understand one another

perfectly, don't we, Vadassy?

You will always fail if you jab it.

I wasn't thinking. A fatal mistake.

Keep your eye on the ball.

Decide what to do.

Concentrate, then do it.

Don't be in too great

a hurry or you will fail.

Your turn. M Vadassy is a novice.

One needs experience.

Yes, one must relax the muscles and

take it easy. You're trying too hard.

Oh! You see? You're back where you

started. Now you must begin again.

So, there you are!

What about that swim?

Are you winning a fortune

off Mr Heinberger?

No, Mr Heinberger's winning.

..Excuse me.

I've been wasting your time. Not at

all. Perhaps we'll play again later.

..I'll go and change. How long will

you be? Five minutes. Make it three.

All right.

A charming girl. Yes, and the man?

I don't know. Be careful, Emil.

I know what I am doing. Yes, but

sometimes I'm afraid. Don't worry.

I can look after myself. And him,

too, if necessary. Take care, Emil.

Come along, Peter! Time's up.

Don't move. I'll get a doctor.

You mustn't do that. Why on earth

not? Nobody must know about this.

Don't get excited.

What's been going on here?

I don't exactly remember.

Take it easy.

I must have fainted.

You don't have fits, do you?

No. From the look of the room,

you must've been thrashing round.

What really did happen? Nothing. It's

my sunstroke. I must have fainted.

First, you chewed up

everything except the carpet.

Then you fainted. You were

all right when I left you.

I know. It sounds a ridiculous

explanation. It IS ridiculous.

Why not come clean? I can't.

Not now, at any rate.

You must think I'm

completely mad.

A little. I can't understand

why you've got to be so mysterious.

Mary, I'd like to take you into my

confidence but...I simply can't.

OK, it's your affair.

There's no-one I'd rather tell if I

possibly could, but... But you can't.

The beautiful Romanian

spy has the papers

and the wicked agent has stolen

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