The Lady Vanishes Page #6

What are you staring at?

The Professor.

I thought I'd talk to him.

I don't think he has enough

money for you, my dear.

I'm not interested

in the Professor that way.

Back on the train! You have to

search the train! They're lying to me!

I'm wondering if I could endure

the name Brown after being

known as Mrs Parmiter.

On what occasion would you have

to take my name?

If I went to the Professor

and assured him

of the little spinster's

existence...

I would like to

know your implication.

Well... with all the publicity

we would both have,

we would be free to marry

each other.

When your wife reads about us in the

papers, there'll be a divorce.

No woman could stand that.

And I quite like the idea of being

Lady Brown.

I hate to disappoint you, my dear,

but my wife will never divorce me.

And she is the only

Lady Brown that there will ever be.

I doubt very much whether there will

ever be any risk of publicity.

Unless, of course,

you would like it?

Miss Froy saw the Baroness's brother

when he wasn't supposed to be there.

This was tucked

into Miss Froy's seat.

An English newspaper. Yes!

If I am the only English woman in my compartment

why would there be an English newspaper there?

Because it's over a week old. No.

It doesn't matter. It's the dates.

The dates are wrong. And she knew!

She was squeezing my hand when I was falling

asleep. And I didn't keep an eye on her.

Please, don't encourage her.

Look, I know this is all tumbling out

of me, but you have listen to me.

You said that the Baroness's brother

had an alibi. That he was in Vienna.

Miss Froy told me that she saw

him when he was supposed to be away,

but he wasn't.

Because he murdered that man.

And that's why. That's why she's

disappeared off this train.

And now they're trying to kill me.

You cannot be serious. Very serious.

And I know where Miss Froy is. And I

expect you're going to tell me.

Do go on, Miss Carr.

Miss Froy is the invalid

in the sealed compartment.

I'm truly worried about the state

of this young woman's mind.

Don't you see? This is deadly,

terribly urgent.

When we arrive Trieste,

it will be too late!

Can it wait until after dinner?

The young lady is in a very highly

strung condition.

I think, Mr Hare, you are right,

it may be safer to reassure her.

Miss Carr, please,

sit down for a moment.

Please.

I have something to tell you.

This is not something I wanted

anyone to know on this train.

But I feel in this situation,

I am forced to take you

all into my confidence.

My patient started with

an ordinary attack of influenza,

which very rapidly turned into

a most vicious type of pneumonia.

Her respiratory system is

compromised.

She cannot breathe without oxygen.

And this is not the only case

I've seen in Croatia.

Yes, there is news in England

as well. You cannot be serious!

I expect you are too young to remember

the influenza of 1918, Miss Carr.

On the contrary, I have cause to

remember it very well.

But I am not

swayed by the doctor's lies.

I would like to see the patient.

Wait a second. No.

If you are willing to risk

yourselves,

then I suggest we go

and see the patient.

I'm sorry.

I really don't see any other way.

We have to take this seriously,

Miss Carr.

It is not only our lives you risk.

The patient is the Baroness's

sister.

You may be scared of the Baroness,

but I am not.

I must apologise,

your dinner will be spoiled. Oh!

Do you have any idea of the way

you look? I don't care.

I won't let you. You're hurting me.

I'm sorry.

Rather impetuous of you to

burn my poor nurse

just because she offered a tablet

to relieve your pain.

No. This nurse.

She is not, not the same.

See how her face twitches?

I cannot be sorry enough

about the burn,

but there was some excuse

for my doing so. Oh, such as?

The Professor tells me you offered to

put me in a nursing home in Trieste.

The offer is still open.

With a patient whose health is

so compromised?

I would have organised another driver

to take you to the nursing home.

Stop it! You are a terrible,

evil man.

You may be able to manipulate the

Professor, but you cannot manipulate me.

You risk everyone's lives

for the sake of your silly delirium.

Yes. Iris, you can't...

We all see your true nature.

It is only for yourself that you

live your life.

It is all right, Doctor.

Perhaps I know a way to keep

everybody happy.

My sister.

I'm so sorry, Baroness.

I'm so sorry.

Miss Froy!

They've moved her. Get back to your

carriage. They've moved her.

When we arrive in Trieste I'm going

directly to the British Embassy.

Iris. Stop. Directly! Iris!

They've moved her. I know it.

They're all lying!

Right, that's enough.

At the border, the train stopped

and I tried to get help and that's...

They panicked, they moved her...

They've hidden her somewhere else on

the train. You need to sleep.

How can I sleep?

Are you with me or against me?

Will you stay with me in Trieste? No.

You won't be staying in Trieste either.

I will pay you.

Oh, please spare me the indignity!

Iris, sit down! Don't tell me to sit

down and don't tell me to fall asleep.

Iris, for your own good, please.

Look, you pretend to care

but you just don't.

She certainly knows how to get

excitement out of a train journey.

Ooh!

I will take responsibility for her.

All the way back to London?

I'm not sure you're the right

person to do that.

Oh, has she done something else?

No, no, no, no, no. Um...

As a medical man, I find myself

faced with responsibility.

I believe Miss Carr

is in a dangerous mental state.

I believe what she probably needs

more than anything is sleep.

I think, she could even be quite

well afterwards.

She's refusing to sleep.

My suggestion is that we give her

a harmless sedative.

Which should be given by force

if she objects.

I thought it important to

give my opinion. Thank you.

Wait, wait.

I think I agree with you.

She said she felt much better

when she woke after the tea.

It would be

easier to look after her.

It would be a gross interference

with Miss Carr's personal liberty.

What do you suggest we do?

Well, I believe that Iris is

hysterical

and a salutary shock will bring

her to her senses.

Can I offer you some advice?

I don't want advice.

The doctor says that as a

result of your sunstroke,

you are very slightly

and only temporarily deranged.

I am not mad. It's nothing to be

worried about,

but unless you can manage to keep

perfectly quiet,

the doctor says he may be forced to

ensure that you do not travel alone.

You only have to keep calm

and everything will be all right.

You have been a public nuisance

and it has to stop.

Miss Froy told me this story about

a woman who was mistakenly sent

to a private asylum because

she didn't speak the language.

No. This is what you have to stop.

Yes.

Have you come to your senses or not?

Yes.

Will you admit that you

invented Miss Froy?

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