Murder on the Orient Express

No!

Lieutenant, you lie to Poirot!

You say that you were

in the barracks by midnight.

But Poirot has proved this

to be false!

At a quarter to 1:00

in the morning,

you were seen

over two miles away

in the company

of the woman who died!

General, this is not a murder,

as is suggested

by the Palestinian police.

But I do believe

that the lieutenant

lied about his whereabouts...

first, out of panic.

And then by sticking

to this lie,

by reinforcing it

with lie after lie,

through weeks and weeks

of deception,

he has heaped suspicion

and the deep shame

on himself, his regiment,

and his wife.

General, the neck of this woman

was not broken by the human hand

but by a fall.

You see here where her neck,

it is broken

in not one but two places.

Put it down!

Before I take my leave

of you in Stamboul, monsieur...

...my commanding officer

has once more

asked me to impress upon you

his thanks

for solving

our regimental difficulty.

If I may speak

out of turn, sir...

...I think it unjust

that one mistake

cost Lieutenant Morris

so dearly.

He was a good man

who was involved in an accident.

Unjust?

He made an error of judgment.

He was a good man.

It did not have to end

in suicide.

I think he believed

he had no choice.

Oh. A man like your friend,

lieutenant, always has choice.

And it was his choice to lie

that brought him into difficulty

with the law.

Mr. Ratchett, sir.

The details have arrived

for the Italian properties, sir.

Downstairs.

Very good, sir.

We're almost there.

Don't rush.

- What time is the train again?

- Down here.

What time is it, John.

We mustn't miss it.

It's 9:
00.

Don't worry.

No, don't.

When it's all over... then.

John?

- What's happening?

- What's happening?

Hey. Hey!

Leave this woman alone!

What's happening here?

She's pregnant

another man's child.

The husband wants justice.

- We can't... What can we do?

- Mary.

Come here!

Come here, Mary!

- No!

- Mary.

John, stop them.

What will they do to her?

- No!

- Mary! Mary!

Mary, please.

Please.

Mary.

Here.

Come away.

Welcome to

the Tokatlian, monsieur.

Merci. And may I inquire if

you have for me any messages?

You may, and...

...you do, monsieur.

Merci.

I am so sorry, but I will

have to cancel my reservation.

I am called back to London

but immediately.

Of course.

And if you would be so kind

as to book for me a passage

tonight on the Orient Express.

- Of course, sir.

- Merci.

Leave that alone.

Leave that alone.

If I'd needed assistance, boy,

I'd have asked for it.

Hercule Poirot?

Hercule Poirot, this is you.

What are you doing in Istanbul?

Monsieur, I... I travel

from Palestine to London.

So, uh, you will be traveling

back on the Orient Express?

- Oui. Tonight.

- So am I!

I am the director of the line,

you see?

Oh, but... Pardon.

Of course. It's M. Bouc.

Forgive me.

Now I remember.

Of course you do. I'm...

- Monsieur. I am sorry, monsieur.

This evening the Calais coach

on the Orient Express

is fully booked.

Is it?

- But I will travel tomorrow.

No, no, no. There will be

a berth for you, Poirot.

We keep things back.

There is always room.

It is my business,

and you will be fine.

He's with me.

He's with me.

- Good evening.

- Bonsoir, monsieur.

Nummer acht.

- Frulein Schmidt, bitte.

- Thank you.

And you are in number 14,

Princess Dragomiroff.

- Merci, Michel.

- Je vous en prie.

Eh, Michel! Ah!

Bonsoir, M. Bouc.

It's such a pleasure

to see you again.

Ladies.

I hear you are full up tonight.

Yeah, it's incredible.

The train is fully booked.

The whole world

elects to travel tonight.

Well, this gentleman here

is a personal friend,

and he can have

the number 16.

But the first class

is fully booked.

Even what is held back.

You're in number one, of course,

but I'm afraid I...

Sorry.

Good evening.

Thank you, ma'am.

Number 11, Miss Debenham.

- Thank you.

- Please.

I am Xavier Bouc,

director of the line.

He's a famous man.

The Hercule Poirot?

Yes.

And the company will not allow

him to travel with the luggage!

Can I help you, madam?

Number 11?

That's down the far end.

Is it only me, or is it

criminally hot in here?

I think it might

just be you, madam.

Would you mind

if we kept it shut?

Has anyone seen who's trying to

get on the train?

At Belgrade tomorrow

there will be an extra coach

from Athens

which is likely

to be half empty.

- Is that not so, Michel?

- That is correct.

So I can move compartment then.

The only problem

is with tonight.

Is there

no second-class berth free?

I will travel tomorrow.

It is not a problem.

Am I not too late, am I?

No, madame.

L- It's just my connection

was delayed

because of snow

on the Taurus Express.

The snow is getting hard

from the east, monsieur.

Miss Ohlsson,

you are in berth 10.

Thank you.

I always kiss

my St. Christopher.

I kiss for you too, monsieur.

This Mr. Harris

is not checked in.

In berth seven?

No, not yet.

He's a friend of mine.

Well, it's too late, madame.

The barrier will be closed.

But who are you to commandeer

Mr. Harris's berth?

I'm sure he'll be arriving

very shortly.

He's just a little delayed.

Yes, I am the director of

the Wagon-Lit Company, madame.

That is just who I am.

He's paid your company

for a ticket, monsieur.

- That should be respected.

- Absolutely.

And he will be able to

transfer it without extra cost.

Pardon, madame.

Sorry, Mrs. Hubbard.

This is

a scandal. That's what it is.

No, a scandal would be

if your friend were here,

and I didn't let him on.

In America it would be

considered as such.

Your settler, Mr. Ratchett.

Yes?

Mr. Macqueen?

- What's going on?

- This is Mr. Poirot.

He'll be staying here tonight,

and tomorrow he'll be moved

to his own compartment.

No. No, no.

This is what has to happen,

so this is what is happening.

Monsieur.

- Antonio Foscarelli.

- Masterman.

FOSCARELLl:

Taking the top bunk.

Hope you don't mind.

Mr. Ratchett requests

your attention, if you will.

I'll get there.

Thank you.

Pardon, monsieur.

- Oh!

- Excusez-moi.

I've been calling you now

for 10 minutes.

And I said I was coming, sir.

What's your name?

Why are you asking?

Well, Calais is three days away.

It's a long trip.

Is that all right?

Does it work?

My name's Ratchett.

Mr. Ratchett.

Are you all right, mademoiselle?

Yes.

Yes, I'm fine.

Thank you.

Hercule Poirot.

Mary Debenham.

I've been, uh...

I've been teaching in Persia.

I'm on my way home.

Yes, I saw you this afternoon

in the streets of Istanbul.

- You saw that?

- Oui.

Well, you are not too distressed

by what happened, I hope?

Yes, of course, I am.

And distressed I could do

nothing to help. Aren't you?

Oui, bien sor.

But...

Justice is... is often upsetting

to witness.

Justice?

It's like the gallows

in England.

But, uh, in another culture

it is best not to intervene,

mademoiselle.

The woman was adulterous.

She had not killed anyone.

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