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Ten Little Indians Page #5
- PG
- Year:
- 1965
- 91 min
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We can no longer trust anyone.
Oh, can't you stop pacing about?
How you two can play snooker
at a time like this, I don't know.
- What else is there to do?
- It's a game of the mind, Mr. Blore.
Good shot, doctor.
I think the best thing for you tonight is
to stay in your room with the door locked.
It didn't help Ilona.
No, it didn't.
Well, then. I'll stay with you.
That's very tempting.
But who would make up the third?
I don't know what you mean.
Surely it's obvious.
Mr. Owen always manages
to be alone with his victims.
When there's a third person present,
nothing happens.
Then aren't you a little bit nervous
about being down here alone with me now?
But we're not alone.
I asked Mr. Blore to keep an eye on us.
He's my third person.
Hugh!
- Blore.
- What?
What the devil's happened
to the lights?
It's a generator.
Maybe we're running out of fuel.
We must keep every light
burning tonight.
- You know where the generator is?
- Don't worry, I'll find it.
- Do you know anything about electricity?
- I'm a dab hand at most things, judge.
Don't do that, doctor.
- I'm only trying to save the fuel.
- I should leave it alone if I were you.
You said you'd watch me.
What's happening to the lights?
- It's the generator. Where's Lombard?
- Down there somewhere.
You go to your room
and lock the door.
I'll fix the lights.
Oh, it's hopeless.
- Where's Ann?
- I don't know.
What about Blore?
Blore went downstairs
to find the generator.
What's wrong, doctor?
Oh, I see.
We're alone, you and I.
Lombard.
- Where's Ann?
- Don't come any closer.
- Where is she?
- Keep back.
- lf you don't tell me, I swear, I'll kill you.
- Make another move, and I'll brain you.
Listen, doctor.
If you are Mr. Owen, tell me.
I promise I won't say a word
to the others.
Stop playing cat and mouse with me.
If you want to kill the others,
I won't interfere.
I might even help you,
if you'll let me live.
- You trust me, and I'll trust you, eh?
- Well, yes. Perhaps.
- That's more reasonable.
- No, no. Don't come any closer.
I keep telling you,
she's up in her room.
If that's the truth, then we're idiots.
I still want to be a living idiot.
Listen.
Hugh. Thank God.
Miss Clyde, I told you
to stay in your room.
- What's he doing with that?
- What?
Oh, it's all right now.
- I'll take you upstairs.
- No, you'll wait till I fix this generator.
Don't mess with it
if you don't know what you're doing.
Don't bother me. I get it.
You idiot.
- Stay where you are.
- I haven't moved an inch.
Both of us stay where we are
until the lights come on.
- Do you think they will?
- Why not?
This is no accident. Somebody
wants the house in darkness tonight.
But, my dear doctor,
Mr. Owen has made a mistake.
What do you mean,
made a mistake?
This trick of putting out the lights.
It clears two people.
- You and me?
- Now we can trust one another, can't we?
His idea was to keep us in fear.
And we can form an alliance...
To catch the murderer.
Yes.
Oh, thank you, Miss Clyde.
- Who will speak first?
- I will.
The doctor and I have come
to certain conclusions.
We believe that the onset
of this nightmare...
...lies somewhere
on that tape recording.
Now what are you two up to?
We want to hear from each of you
the truth regarding those accusations.
You'll recall that Mr. Owen
claimed I was responsible for the death...
Well, it's perfectly true.
He was hanged,
and he was innocent.
Then why was he hanged?
He was an evil fellow,
morally reprehensible.
I allowed my own personal feelings
to influence the jury...
...and I sentenced him to death...
...knowing him to be guilty
of many crimes...
...but not of murder.
We've got to speak the truth.
Our fate depends on it.
We are convinced of that.
In my case, the tape recording
didn't lie either.
I operated on a woman,
under the influence of...
I was guilty, all right...
...of being drunk.
- I don't see where this is getting us.
- Sit down, Mr. Blore.
I didn't kill anybody.
If I were you, I'd tell the truth.
We're listening, Mr. Blore.
All right.
I did put the finger on this chap.
But I was mixed up with a race-course gang
who were out to get him.
I knew he was innocent...
...but because of my testimony,
they sent him up for 10 years, that's all.
AII? He died in prison, didn't he?
Well, how could I know
that would happen?
Who told you?
Wait a minute.
What about you, Mr. Lombard?
What about that girl who was supposed
to be having your baby?
Don't get so excited, Blore.
Mr. Lombard's not denying it.
That's the first thing you've said
that I've believed.
- You're not leaving us, Miss Clyde?
- Not yet, I hope.
- I feel so cold.
- My poor girl, you're shivering.
Would you like us to postpone this inquiry
while you fetch a coat?
Thank you.
- Stay here, Mr. Lombard.
- Why?
Well, nothing can happen to us
as long as we're all in this room, can it?
Sit down.
- Who's that?
- Me, Lombard.
- Have you got a match?
- I think so.
Where's the judge?
- I don't know. Where's Blore?
- How the devil can anyone see in this dark?
- Did you hear a shot?
- Sounded like it.
Where have you been?
Looking for Miss Clyde.
She's not in her room.
- Did you hear a shot?
- It sounded to me like something falling.
For God's sake, where's Ann?
Ann! Ann!
Hugh.
Miss Clyde, what happened?
Don't be frightened, honey.
What was it?
The candle blew out...
...and I felt something
touch me like...
Like a hand.
- Where were you?
- By my door.
Hold on. I'll soon find out what it is.
- Jehoshaphat, what's that?
- That must have been what frightened me.
Yes, but who put it there?
Where's the judge?
I thought he was with us.
So did I. He was just
behind us on the stairs.
I thought he was too,
until I heard the shot.
The shot.
That's what he's up to. It's him.
Yes. The ruddy old fox,
I thought he knew too much.
Don't you see?
He shot at us in the dark.
He'll pot us off like clay pigeons
if we go down there.
And with that candle,
we'd make a very easy target.
We'll soon find out.
Stay back.
Judge, we know you're there.
- We're coming down.
- You can't kill all of us!
Hugh, look.
Hold this.
- It's my gun.
- Yours?
- One shot fired.
- There's not a sound down there.
- Where is he?
- Where's his room?
Over there.
Judge?
He's been shot
through the head.
Now there are four.
If we all sit together tonight and tomorrow
until help comes, nothing could happen.
Until we fall asleep, miss.
Then the one with the strongest will
and the nervous energy to stay awake...
...would have us all at his mercy.
What are you staring at, Blore?
You're the only one of us
who's armed.
What do you expect me to do,
give the gun to you?
Perhaps you should give it to me.
- All right, I'll buy that.
- No.
Not to Miss Clyde.
Do you suspect me, doctor?
Let us look at the facts.
Let's remember what happened.
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