Journey Into Fear Page #3

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It's stuffy in here, I would like to go outside.

You will come with me?

Thank you, Mr. Kuvetli.

Will you join us?

Cannot you be quiet!

You are keeping the whole ship awake. Shh!

I'm terribly sorry...

See you later.

- Yes, please.

I do not like that man.

Personally I like the Turks.

Would you like to go upstairs?

I really ought to get some sleep.

As you wish.

It's been quite a night!

Wish I'd brought my topcoat.

It is pretty up there.

Gogo is probably asleep.

He will want to play cards with you tomorrow.

I'll try to think of a game that I play well.

He would win in any case, but I have warned you.

I'll remember that when I lose.

Stephanie,

you must have known when you married me

that I'm nothing very special.

I'm a good naval engineer

but outside of that I'm no hero.

I think maybe I'm a coward.

You used to laugh at me sometimes

and call me a stuffed shirt.

So please, Stephanie, try to

understand about that girl.

I just needed somebody to talk to.

I'm lonely, Stephanie.

I'm scared.

- Hello.

- Good afternoon.

My name is Haller,

Dr. Fritz Haller.

Mine is Howard Graham.

I should explain I am a German.

A good German of the former Germany.

I am on my way back to Tehran.

I am travelling on a League of Nations passport.

I'm an American.

This steward is an imbecile.

The French lady and her husband at the next table were placed again.

They objected to eating with what they call the enemy,

insulted me and moved.

The food here is very monotonous

without conversation.

I agree with you there.

You've been long in Turkey?

A few weeks. I came there from Persia.

- Oil?

- No, Mr. Graham. Archeology.

- Oh.

I was investigating the early pre-Islamic cultures.

Forgive me, I am boring you already.

- Oh, not at all.

War!

It is not businesslike.

It makes it very difficult to earn money.

Money? You say that?

Well, I take no side. I do not care who wins.

War is terrible!

War is stupid...

it is all very bad for business.

Thirst for food and tongues for the wise!

I think I will go now and look after my wife. Excuse me, please?

- Certainly.

War is the last refuge of the capitalist.

He talks like a fool, but you should take no notice, Monsieur.

He was a brave soldier,

he won the silver war badge.

A little piece of silver outside the chest to serenade the little piece of steel inside, eh?

It is the women I think who should fight these wars.

They're more ferocious as patriots than the men.

Don't you agree, sir?

Me? Please.

I am neutral, you understand.

I know nothing, I have no opinion,

I sell tobacco.

Tobacco? In Istanbul?

What company?

Pazar and Company, Istanbul.

- Pazar? I don't under...

I see... There is Trabzon!

We should go ashore and get some real food! It'll be such a relief to get out of here...

All those mosques and minarets! Are you not coming?

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

"Good afternoon", is that all you have to say?

What should I say?

I thought that all Americans get out of bed early to eat a big breakfast.

I get out of bed at 10, but you're nowhere to be found.

The steward says you're still in your cabin.

Excuse?

I didn't get to bed until 6.

- Oh?

How do you do?

Do you play poker?

Why, certainly... But not very well.

I told you.

She thinks because I win I cheat.

I do not care what she thinks!

People are not compelled by law to play cards with me.

Why do they squeal like stuck pigs when they lose?

Well, it is illogical.

It's very boring to listen to english!

I'm going to drink some brandy.

Let's go out on deck.

He's very unpleasant today. It's because he's disappointed.

He thought there were going to be some pretty little girls he could roll his eyes at.

He always has great success with pretty little girls and old women.

Are you coming?

Sorry, Mr...

Colonel Haki told me

he'd send you ahead to meet me in Batoumi.

The boat stopped at Trabzon,

I sent you the cable.

"Stephanie dearest, I think of you all the time, I dream about you at night. "

That's right. One message, two addresses. Send it right off.

"Looked for wire here but none. Heaven's sake why?"

"Everything that has happened beyond my control."

That's fine, thank you.

"See you Grand Htel Batoumi Saturday. I love you only you."

Very good, sir.

Ah, there you are, Professor...Good razor, thank you.

- Not at all.

Didn't go ashore?

No, Mr. Graham. My wife is still indisposed.

- Oh, sorry.

I thought you were going to see the sites with Mr....

Kuvetli?

Oh, so that is his name?

He speaks german quite well.

I think he's traveled quite a bit.

He interests me, this Kuvetli. He has a way of talking without saying anything.

Maybe it's got something to do with his being a salesman.

He is too simple to be true.

Who ever heard of a simple Turkish businessman?

No, he is a man who wishes to be underrated.

Why? He's not trying to sell us tobacco.

Perhaps as you suggest he regards the world as his customer.

We have a new passenger.

The Greek woman at the next table,

you remember I told you her husband was killed in Athens?

Quiet, she'll hear you!

Mr. Graham, did you enjoy your excursion ashore this afternoon?

Why...I didn't go.

I was, but...

- Yes?

- I want to talk to the Captain.

Now what's the matter, Monsieur?

It's absolutely necessary that I be put ashore immediately!

I want to be put ashore!

It's too late...The pilot-boat is gone.

I'm willing to pay.

This is a ship, Monsieur. Not a taxi.

We carry cargo around on a schedule.

This is a question of life and death.

- Well, naturally...

- A man on this boat

is here for the express purpose of murdering me.

I am not crazy!

No, not at all, Monsieur.

Now what's his name?

Banat.

B-A-N-A-T.

Just a minute.

What's so funny?

There's no one by that name.

He's the passenger who sat across from me at dinner!

- The number 7 cabin.

- I don't know what his number is.

Mavrodopoulos.

Why, he's a Greek businessman.

Will you please radio Colonel Haki of the Turkish police in Istanbul...

We are no longer in Turkish territorial waters!

In any case our wireless is for navigational purposes only...

I tell you the man means to kill me!

Why?

Because he's been paid to kill me!

Who pays him?

- The...

Can't you speak english?

The Captian speaks only greek, italian, russian and turkish, Monsieur.

But I understand.

You have perhaps had a bad dream.

- I haven't had any bad...

I suggest that you lie down in your cabin for awhile.

And remember, nobody's going to murder you on this ship.

There are too many people.

In any case this ship stops in Batoumi and not before.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do.

And if you close the door as you go out.

Boom boom!

- Hello, Mr. Graham.

- Good evening.

It's going to be nasty out tomorrow.

- Yes, it is.

I don't mind. But I'm afraid my wife doesn't like it...

What are you doing out there?

You'll catch cold, come back to bed.

You should go back to bed yourself, chrie.

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