Rope of Sand Page #5
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- 1949
- 104 min
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I'll wait.
Hello, Michael.
Sorry I didn't hear you knock.
The door was open.
I was a considering splitting
up this diamond.
It's the starlight one.
Care to give me an
opinion about it?
Out of my class.
Like miss Renaud.
She's still a stockholder's
niece.
Dear me, I bought you
for a lift and play.
You can see her at the party
I'm giving tonight.
I wasn't invited.
Oh, you're invited.
Sorry, other business.
Michael, you were lucky
yesterday and
you didn't know it.
You were lucky yesterday
and you didn't know it.
Thanks.
Oscar, this makes it
five for tonight.
All right, rosebud.
Good evening, Thompson.
Good evening.
Give me a double.
Take it easy, fella.
You got all night.
I go on duty in two hours.
Well, I wouldn't drink so much.
in a half-track?
Not yet.
Then you've never had your eyes
fall out or your throat
close up or your guts turn
inside out from gas fumes,
sand, and head.
It's your squirrel cage.
Why'd you pick it?
I ran a tank during the war.
I went to bed with a 75
millimeter for three years,
but now I sleeping alone.
Know of a job that pays better?
Oscar?
Yes?
What do I owe you?
Three drinks.
That's the smallest you've got?
Afraid so.
Sorry, I can't change that.
I've got something smaller.
Thanks.
Let's find some place
where I can break
this and pay you back.
Shall we go outside?
Why, of course.
How long have you been
here, doctor?
Well, let me see.
I've been here about...
mademoiselle Renaud, may I have
a few minutes with you?
I'm sorry, but I'm busy.
Please.
It's important.
Oh, very well.
I'll have to claim you a
little later, doctor.
Well?
I asked you out here to...
Mademoiselle Renaud.
I'm afraid I have a bit
of a headache for
this sort of thing.
There was not such
thing intended.
Sorry I misunderstood.
Now shall we go inside?
Please, Suzanne.
to see my home last night?
to come out here now?
From the moment you stepped off
the place I knew I'd met
the one woman that I wanted
to be my wife.
Suzanne.
Why?
Because of my manners?
They have been perfect.
Well, isn't my house as fine
as those you are used to?
Far better.
What is it then?
Well, it's just that I'm
not attracted to you.
What's wrong with me?
Let me go.
Answer me.
Mark Davis was right.
You are a pig.
new names to call me.
Psst!
Commandant Vogel.
Ah.
What?
Not swarming with suitors.
Just Vogel.
Yes?
He proposed.
Seriously?
How wonderful.
And you rejected him, of course.
Wonderful.
You know you may be in
line for a bonus.
I don't like what's
happening here.
I'm quitting.
Sentimental my dear, but
you cannot quite.
Because if you quit, I shall
his way with Michael.
It's a little late for that.
Thompson, I hear you
made a new friend.
If I did, I was off duty.
When you work for me, Thompson,
you're never off duty.
What did you and Mike
Davis talk about?
We just had a drink.
Just a drink, eh?
Gentlemen, how are your powers
of persuasion tonight?
All right.
All right.
Well?
10 o'clock.
10:
05, he attacks me justoutside the town.
Knocks me out, takes
the half-track.
Makes a run for it through
the barricade.
Mike!
You left the door open, John.
Mike, don't do it tonight.
Don't try tonight.
Listen to me, you crazy
conceited donkey.
They're waiting for you.
They know.
They know what.
I don't know.
I'm not sure.
But someone came to see
Vogel at party.
Who?
I don't know, but they
went away together.
were planning something.
He said...
he said what?
He said you wouldn't be
around much longer.
Michael, if you ever believed
anybody in your life, please
believe me.
someone unties the knot that
holds you together?
Maybe you'll be around
to pick up the pieces.
C'mon, John.
Let's get that stuff out the
back way and into the...
Mike!
Don't try it!
Leave with me on the plane.
I'm giving here tomorrow.
Ask me tomorrow.
John.
How do you feel?
Ok.
Get in.
Get in!
Not tonight.
We'll make it another night.
It's got to be tonight.
If we wait, I may not be able
to set it up again.
I don't like the shape
of the moon.
Keep the money I gave
you as a retainer.
I'll look you up when I'm ready.
Vogel!
Let's go!
What happened?
I'll tell you later.
All right, Paul.
You keep me informed.
You must stop the commandant.
A man like Vogel can be
restrained only so long.
Now he has some justification
on his side.
Where are your diamonds
now, Mr. Martingale?
What will this accomplish?
Nothing!
Expect to prove that Michael is
crazy, and that 10 men are
stronger than someone.
Mr. Martingale, stop Vogel
just for tonight then...
and in the morning, I
will tell you where
the diamonds are?
find out now having failed?
I knew he was going into a trap.
I told him so.
He thought I was lying.
He knows know that I wasn't.
Believe me, he will tell me now.
How do I know I can trust you?
I can't compete with love.
Why will I never learn that the
completely unmoral women is
their tremendous, unused, and
unpredictable reserve
of honest feeling?
Stop it!
Now Mr. Davis.
Will you tell us where
the diamonds are?
No?
Oh, we have time, Mr. Davis.
We have time.
Are you comfortable?
Commandant.
Yes?
Mr. Martingale to see you, sir.
I'm sorry I have to
leave you, Davis.
Keep an eye on my blue jacket.
I'll be back.
Try this one on Mr. Davis.
Mr. Martingale.
I want Mr. David released, Paul.
I caught Davis I attempting to
enter the prohibited area
with sufficient equipment to...
so you told me on the telephone.
I want him released.
He will be released when
I'm finished with him.
I want him released.
If you don't stop your constant
interference, I will
take the whole story
to your directors.
If he's not released in five
minutes, I'll have a story of
my own to tell in every
club in South Africa.
The story of how a cape town
trollop made such a compete
and utter fool of our poor Vogel
that he proposed to her
and was rejected.
like a lady.
She has a delightful accent,
don't you think?
It's a lie.
I would have know.
And David virtually told
you, don't you remember?
As a mean with a really good eye
for antiques, I'm rather
surprised you were so fooled.
I'll top this.
We'll go and see mademoiselle
Renaud now.
She's waiting in your office.
Oh, incidentally,
they're in love.
Oh, mademoiselle Renaud.
To what do I owe the pleasure
of this visit?
Mike Davis.
He's not here.
I know you have him.
Do you also know what
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