The Lady Vanishes Page #8

You'd better give that to me.

I once won a box of cigars for shooting.

I was a damn fine shot.

Excuse me, Mr Condon? Would you

mind if I talked to you for a minute?

Could it possibly wait a minute?

There are people shooting bullets at us.

No, I'm afraid it can't. It really can't.

I'll hold the fort.

- I must tell you, I really have to go now.

- Go where?!

To Switzerland, it's right over there.

Thank you for trying to help.

I have a message

for a Mr Callender in Whitehall.

- She is a spy!

- I'm not!

I'm acting on the instructions of General

von Reider, Helmut's grandfather.

The General says it's vital

that this message gets through.

So in case something silly happens,

would you deliver it for me?

- What's the message?

- I have no idea.

All I know is I have to go Mr Callender

in Whitehall and sing this song.

# La-la-la-la, la la la,

la-la-la-la, la laah, la-la-la-la...

She's gone off her rocker.

(Miss Froy) # ..la la, la-la

- # La-la-la-la, la la la...

- (All) # La-la-la-la...

- (Singing continues)

- Not a good time for a choir practice.

- (High pitched) # La!

- # La... La!

- # La-la-la-la-la

- # La-la... La-la-la

- # La-la-la-la

- # La-la-la-la... La-la-la-la #

See? I got it.

(All singing)

If we get through this

we'll go into vaudeville together.

Thanks. I won't forget that.

- (Amanda) You can't go out there!

- C'est la guerre!

(Gunfire continues)

- Do you think she's all right?

- I hope so.

She's a British nanny.

They're indestructible.

We have to start the train, get back to the

main line and ram it across the frontier.

That's a tall order. The drivers aren't

going to do as we tell them.

- We'll use this. Who's coming?

- Me!

No, baby, stay here.

Be a good girl and roll some bandages.

With a little luck

we'll get the train back to the station,

you're gonna have to jump out, switch

the points in the direction of Switzerland.

- Righty-ho.

- Come on, let's go.

- I'm gonna put a stop to all this!

- (Gunfire and screaming)

Nicht schieen!

Please! Could we just be sensible...

(Gunshot)

(Screaming)

(Gunfire continues)

Reach for the skies, we're taking over!

They must have hopped it with

the rest of them. Can't say I blame them.

- Have you ever driven one of these?

- Not since I was a kid.

Good Lord.

- We've done it!

- (Shrieking)

They've started the train!

(Shouting, indistinct)

We're going home!

Have you any idea

how to stop this contraption?

I imagine it's a matter of doing

a reverse of what I did to start it.

I expect you're right.

(Caldicott) The points are just ahead.

Where the blazes is Charters?

- Time I did my bit of point-changing.

- You're wounded!

Was ist jetzt los? Er kommt zurck.

Good grief! It's that girl!

(Caldicott) Hold it!

- Not yet!

- Wait till we pass!

(Caldicott) Hold onto it!

- That's right. Good girl. Hang on.

- Hold it! Just hold it!

Pull!

Towards you!

Pull it towards you!

(Screams)

Come on, kiddo! Come on!

Come on, I'll pick you up!

(Screams)

Come on, baby, you can make it!

Come on, faster!

Faster! Come on! Come on!

Well done, old thing! Well done!

(Porter) Where's that to, sir?

(Caldicott) The Oval.

- With any luck we should be in time.

- Yes.

(Paper seller) Hitler's message.

Read all about it.

News, Star and Standard.

- (Sighs)

- News, Star and Standard.

Next year, old man.

There's always next year.

- If there is a next year.

- Quite.

Well, I'll say goodbye then.

Goodbye. I'm sorry about your hanky.

I'll have it laundered and sent round.

I've got another one.

Taxi!

(Rose) Shouldn't we talk

to the stationmaster about the luggage?

Never mind about the luggage,

I shall never leave England again!

(Both) # La-la-la-la, la laah, la-la-la-la... #

(Amanda) It's Rupert!

- Oh!

- You mean you're not gonna marry him?

- What about the million bucks?

- It's a real problem.

I simply have to marry somebody.

Amanda, I'm willing to marry you

but taking the million dollars,

it's against all my principles.

If you wanna marry me

you'll have to take it!

- Where to, guv?

- Whitehall.

Look, if I take your million dollars

you're gonna my boss forever.

A man shouldn't take money

from his wife.

They should share what they earn.

I don't believe in dowries or...

- Who are we supposed to see?

- Callender.

- Mr Callender, please.

- Would you wait?

- It's very urgent.

- Maybe you can break Grandfather's will

but Mummy and Daddy have tried

and they can't.

- You're gonna have to like it or lump it.

- OK! I lump it!

- You lump it?

- I lump it!

- Then let go of me.

- I can't. You're holding onto my elbows.

Oh, my God! My mind went blank.

I forgot Miss Froy's tune!

- The tune!

- # La-la-la-la

# La la la la la la laa... #

No, no, no!

# Da da-da-ta-da da-da da-da-da-da

da-da-da da da #

- # Da-da-da da-da-da... #

- (Piano playing melody)

(Miss Froy) # La-la-la-la la la la

# La-la-la-la la laah

# La-la-la-la la...

(Both) # La la-la la la la la la la #

How lovely!

- The tune went right out of my mind.

- I never thought we'd see you again!

(# Theme music)

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