Murder on the Orient Express Page #2

No, but she had broken

the rules,

and she knew

what that would mean.

What is it you do, monsieur?

If you don't mind me asking.

S'il vous plait.

I also found it upsetting, eh?

It is not pleasant.

I am a detective, Mlle. Ohlsson.

What can I do for you, sir?

Shut the door.

I need to know

the people on this carriage.

Whatever you know about them.

Where they're going.

Where they're from.

I'm sorry, sir,

but company policy...

Shut up.

What do you know

about them, boy?

Madame, your change.

No, no. What's this?

What's a... What's a "drachma"?

Apart from a way

of clearing your throat.

My daughter, who...

Poirot! Poirot!

No, no, no, no, no.

Come here, my friend.

Please.

It's the director's table,

you know.

If the country changes,

you won't be able

to spend any of it.

Please. This is a Greek

fellow called Constantine.

- How do you do?

- He's, um...

- What are you again?

- I am a doctor.

- An obstetrician.

That's right.

I've been in Ankara,

and now I go back to America.

Hercule Poirot.

M. Poirot,

how would you like your eggs?

Two. Boiled.

And exactly the same size,

s'il vous plait.

We are playing a game, Poirot,

and you'll like this.

Where, apart from my train...

my transcontinental train...

would you find, um...

...Hungarian diplomats...

Count and Countess Andreyni;

wealthy American businessmen...

Don't look. It's rude.

A Russian princess

being looked after every step of

the way by her maidservant.

...please,

which is made with parsley

and no more cooked

than 30 seconds.

- Thank you.

C'est bon. Merci.

Italian bachelors.

- M. Poirot.

Young missionary women

from Scandinavia.

- Merci.

- Les Belges.

Um...

English stiff people.

All nations, all classes...

and everything

that goes in between...

eating and sleeping

under one roof?

Oh, Poirot,

he would suggest...

...America.

Absolutely.

The great melting pot.

It took Constantine

four guesses.

And even then

I had to tell him the answer.

That is not true, monsieur.

Michel! Michel!

Champagne.

And he lives there.

Champagne for everyone,

with compliments

of the Wagon-Lit Company.

Ladies and gentlemen, please.

Have a safe journey, and, uh...

And to your good health!

Do you believe in God,

Mr. Poirot?

I never used to, but I do now.

I think he's like an extra gun.

An extra piece of protection.

And I think we all need

some extra protection sometimes,

don't we?

You're gonna take

a job on for me.

Why do you need protecting

on this train?

Because there are people

who know where I am,

what I'm doing.

And what is that?

Penance.

I need to give something back

before I'm forgiven.

But I could be killed

before I do it.

By whom?

I'm a rich man, Mr. Poirot.

I have enemies.

But I need to get to Calais.

You start now.

Non.

I do not play poker

with you, monsieur.

Non.

COUNT ANDRENYl:
You're okay.

You're okay.

- COUNTESS ANDRENYl:

- Shh.

You're doing fine.

You're doing fine.

Sacr!

Is this Belgrade, monsieur?

Yes, it is.

It is also very cold.

And I think I will

get back on the train, if I may.

Oh. I thought

you were getting off here.

No, no.

I saw the conductor

moving your valise.

Yes, because from tonight

I have my own compartment.

M. Poirot, compartment number

one is now ready for you, sir.

Merci, Michel.

Merci.

Pardon me...

...for all evil

I have done this day.

Watch over me

while I take my rest.

And deliver me from danger.

Amen.

Amen.

Mr. Ratchett?

Mr. Ratchett,

is everything all right?

Ce n'est rien.

Je me suis tromp.

The man

was in my compartment.

He was standing there.

He was looking at me

as I lay in bed.

He was hovering over me like...

like the angel of death.

Mrs. Hubbard...

Oh, don't "Mrs. Hubbard" me,

you French person.

Mrs. Hubbard,

I assure you,

no one was in your compartment.

How do you know that?

Were you here?

Yes, Mrs. Hubbard.

Good night.

- Michel?

- Monsieur.

Another bottle of mineral water,

s'il vous plait.

Bien sor.

And, Michel,

is everything all right?

It's... It's Mrs. Hubbard.

She's a fantasist.

She... She thinks

men are after her.

Blind men, if you ask me.

And Michel?

The train, it does not move.

No.

We have hit a snowdrift.

Once we were stranded

for nine days.

But hopefully not this time,

not for us.

Oui.

Do you know where we are?

You!

Do you know where we are?

M. Poirot, are you there?

One minute, if you please.

M. Poirot, please!

One minute, if you please.

You must come.

If you please, sir!

I said one minute!

You must come, now!

Please.

I thought we would

need a doctor as well, monsieur.

I brought him his pick-me-up,

sir, at the usual time.

But when he failed to respond,

I... I became concerned.

Has anything been touched?

No.

Michel,

has anything been touched?

No, monsieur.

Doctor.

Poirot, we are in Yugoslavia.

This is not a good place

to have a problem.

This is the backside of Europe.

This is the Wild West.

And I have a carriage

full of civilized, intelligent,

beautiful people who spend money

and who will not want to be

delayed here by a brutal police.

And they will delay them.

Forever.

He has been stabbed.

Maybe 15 times.

In a frenzy.

This is a disaster.

So how long has he been dead?

Maybe seven or eight hours.

So 12:
00, 1:00?

If the door was bolted,

then that is how the killer

must have left.

Poirot, on behalf of

the Wagon-Lit Company,

please, sort this out for me.

No, it should be left

to the... to the authorities.

No.

No, no, no.

The police here,

they will not be in your class.

When we get to Brod,

let the world-famous detective,

the genius,

tell the police what happened,

and there will be minimum delay.

Because no one is going to

want to travel on my train

when they hear they'll get

murdered in their bed.

It's my business.

Are all the passengers present

this morning?

Merci.

Vraiment merci.

Michel, are all the passengers

at breakfast?

Not yet, sir.

And is Poirot right in assuming

that the Calais coach at night,

it is made secure?

Oh, yes, sir. Oui.

Absolutely. Absolutely.

There is no way anyone could

have got through to this coach

from another part of the train.

Good.

Well, keep it locked.

No one in and no one out.

The time we were stopped

by the snowdrift was what?

- 2:
00.

- Ah.

Because the murderer,

he did not leave by this window

as they hoped to suggest.

How do you know?

Because there are no marks

in the snow.

So the murderer

must still be with us gentlemen.

On the train.

Now.

Princess Dragomiroff?

All the passengers

have been summoned

to the lounge car,

if you please.

20 to 1:
00.

As I thought.

You say there are 15 stab wounds

Dr. Constantine?

- Yes.

- But Poirot can count only 12.

Unless there are some others

on his back?

No, no.

So, uh, the murderer

must have crept in, yes,

and stabbed and stabbed

with all his might.

You are not a police surgeon,

are you?

No. What are you?

You are...

- An obstetrician.

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