Secret Agent Page #5

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Yes, all alone.

The neglected wife as usual.

Yes. You have my permission to

spill it.

That's very sudden and...

- Shattering.

...shattering for a girl.

I'm afraid I can't because I

promised my husband I'd...

...you better not let him hear

that.

"You can cut out that "Darby and"

"Jones" stuff."

You see, I know your husband.

And look what you're passing up.

Me! A cave man with a college

education.

What more do you want?

For heaven's sake.

Get off. You're bending my back.

Well, this is my last word.

Listen...

Pardon me while the brain reels.

Our first kiss...

...or am I just goofy?

Was that really you?

Yes, my love. Another it wasn't.

What's the idea?

Who have I been kissing?

Hold on. Here's your little Elsa.

Hello?

- Is that you at last?

Let's get this straight. Who've I

been kissing? You or the old man?

Very well. I'm satisfied.

Now get me:

This, Madame, is the end.

So long... And good bye.

And may you have quintuplets.

I'm quite sorry about that chap.

Believe he's really fond of you.

Isn't anyone else?

Yes. Me.

Hello, General.

- Morning.

Come to join the celebration?

- Yes.

Making the morning husband and

wife exercises?

No. Not this time.

We're doing an article today.

One doesn't daily.

I intrude, yes?

No. None the least, General.

We've just come to a decision and

we're celebrating it, that's all.

Hurray.

We're going away from here

tomorrow.

I've resigned.

Resign. What does this word mean?

It means labour impossible.

Imagine. Could I resign?

Imagine... whole Army would do

this resign business.

I wouldn't do it if I were in the

Army.

Fighting in the front line is a

better job that this.

"If Mr. R, doesn't accept it,"

which he will certainly not...

I can't help that.

- Then, what?

I'm fed up with this whole thing.

It isn't as we've done any good

since we're here so far.

We aren't claimed bloodhounds

as of others.

What do you mean?

They can easily find somebody

better than us to take our place.

Maybe for you, they can find.

Not for me.

Me, very well trained blackhound.

Me, first class blackhound.

Yes, I know all about that,

thank you.

Yes? Then it's good.

Come here. I'll tell you...

- What is it?

The reason why I'm here is of

very big important use.

Very best up to now...

- I dear say.

Directamente to the right man.

No making mistakes this time...

- No good.

Me promise, me do everything.

You only give advice.

Word of honour. I mean, promise.

Advice is all you get. Hurry up.

Tell me what's it about.

Don't go.

It's all right. I'll only go for

a few minutes.

It's all right.

I'll be back.

General, isn't that your room?

Yes, but here is my little baby's

room. We go here.

Querida! Queridsima! How have

you been all the time?

I brought you a friend of mine to

see you.

Why have you come into my

bedroom? I'm a nice girl.

So I see.

How do you do?

Isn't she sweet?

Please, sit down.

Your secretary, General...

I suppose.

No. Yes, my private secretaria.

Isn't she sweet?

Please, General. Tell me what's

this all about.

"This is very much all about."

You wait and see.

We met last night and I played my

little penny game with her.

We get acquainted very quickly.

- Of course.

We also talked afterwards.

- I wonder what about.

Little conversation.

She tells me about her fianc.

What? Is he here, too?

- No, no, no.

He works in chocolate factory.

On the top floor.

But he earns 4 times as much as

any other clerk.

And here I come to the point.

I can't believe it.

You go and play...

find and seek with this. Yes?

Here, baby.

This chocolate factory isn't only

factory. It is also...

...you know what it is?

No. I don't know.

It's the big German spy post

office.

You mean, a clearing house for

information?

Yes. Exactly.

But secret. Very secret.

No one knows.

It's manager doesn't know.

Only 2 or 3 workmen know.

Including her fianc, I suppose.

Exactly.

Yesterday message gets through

which is very big sensation.

Message for someone.

You mean, the man we're after?

- Exactly.

Are you quite sure about that?

- Of course.

The right man this time, really?

That's what I said.

Did he mentioned any names?

No he did not.

- Well, then what good is it?

But he knows.

And I'm quite sure he'll say

for small money amount.

Five thousand francs!

What? Are you crazy?

Didn't I give you already big

money amount for you?

One hundred francs!

- That was for me?

The other's for Carl.

Because he wants to get married.

Room 234, please.

Hello?

- Elsa, something's happened.

I have to go for a few hours.

Would you send someone with my

hat and coat?

We can easily still catch the

night train.

Did you get that?

- Yes.

I'm sorry, but I can't help it.

Yes, I must.

Haven't time to explain details.

I'll let you know as I get back.

I shan't be long, really.

You do understand, don't you?

- Yes.

I'll go find him and send him to

you.

Come along, here's our guide.

No, no. I'm Carl.

- I'm sorry.

Do you have the money?

What does it say?

My trunk.

Has it come down yet?

Yes, Madame.

But it has no label on.

Where shall I send it to?

I don't know.

Could you send it to the station?

And in my name as it calls for?

- Yes, Madame.

And as my letters...

700, 800, 900, 1000.

Thank you, sir.

Hello, Elsa.

- You're leaving?

Yes.

Madame, this is the end.

Didn't you hear me?

I didn't think you meant it

seriously.

I have to leave, alright.

I just got a hurry up call back

home.

So if I don't check out now,

it's...

...goodbye to little old Europe.

This trip, anyway.

Where are you going?

To Greece, I think.

I was leaving this for you.

Something to remember me by.

Where are you going?

I haven't the faintest idea.

Do I look like I've been crying?

No, I don't think so.

Why? Anything wrong?

I'm leaving, too.

What about your husband?

I haven't one...

Anymore.

But only this morning you said...

- Please don't ask me to explain.

Sir, the car is waiting.

I could go with you, couldn't I?

But I couldn't... I mean...

Promise I won't get in the way...

or interfere with anything.

But couldn't... I mean, shouldn't

you go back to England.

I couldn't do that.

They're still at war.

I'd be terrified.

Please, let me come. Won't you?

Only a few minutes left, Sir.

Please.

All right, come on.

Yes, Sir. Yes.

No, Sir.

Mrs. Ashenden just left, Sir.

Yes. She left the hotel.

Mr. Marvin, Sir?

He's gone, too.

Yes. To the railway station with

Madame.

What do you think?

She's gone.

- Is this funny?

Elsa's gone with him.

- No.

She must have known it after all.

She's the firstest class

blackhound of all of us.

She jumps ahead of us all

the time.

Run! To the railway station! Go!

Colonel Anderson.

Here you are.

- Here's your master.

Upside down.

- Sorry.

Sit down.

What's the matter? Feeling wet?

- No.

Look at that girl getting ahead

of them like that.

With any luck, Ashenden will get

him on the Greek front, here.

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