The Lady Vanishes Page #7
I promise not to make any
more scenes...
and I admit that
I invented Miss Froy.
I'm not sure you can cure illness
with a scolding.
But for the first time in my career,
I hope I am proved wrong.
What's your opinion?
You feel he is cleverer than you.
I think he's making a mistake.
You and I may not see eye to eye on
many things, but this is agreed on.
And frankly I do not understand
your hesitation with sending her
to sleep.
Unless, of course,
you fear the young lady's anger
when she realises she's been
tricked.
She has what you call spirit
and I call temper.
Please. Please. Please stop.
I'm trying to think.
Well, there isn't much time.
I'll write a declaration
that the drug is harmless
should the lady be taken ill
afterwards as a direct result
and I will give you a sample to
take back to England.
I hope I have given you all
the assurances you need.
Now frankly, I have to go back
and see my patient.
Wait.
I've brought you some soup.
I don't want it.
Just a sip.
You need the nourishment.
Do you still loathe me?
Iris...
I don't want to go back
to my compartment.
Right, well, then you need to
drink the soup.
I can't. You can.
Please.
It's terrible!
Same soup I wolfed down at dinner.
I promise you'll feel much better
soon.
I'm not used to people
looking after me.
Cheer up. I'm sure you have a
colony of friends.
What do you do when you're in
London? Nothing. Play about.
With other chaps?
Yes.
We all do the same things.
Silly things.
There's not one real
person among us.
Sometimes I get terrified that
I'm wasting my life.
What's at the end of it all?
Well, I never know what's going
to happen next.
Somehow, something always turns up.
That sounds fun.
Why don't you come with me
on my next job?
You shan't be bored again.
You're proposing to me?
I take it a lot of men have
proposed to you.
Yes... But I'd rather have
an adventure.
Sweet tea not sweet pea,
do you see?
Oh, very good. Very good.
I never thought he could laugh.
To a man who can kill
a houseplant at 20 paces...
Perhaps you could tell him
to keep the noise down.
No, don't go.
Would it make you nervous
if I told you I liked you?
I knew you'd be a good kisser.
Let's run away together.
I hope this pain is not
because of me.
I am unwell but not insensitive.
Never insensitive.
It's my fault.
Oh. No. This...
is beyond our control.
Oh, I have done this to you.
Forgive me.
What's he saying?
We're coming into Trieste.
At last.
On with the motley, as they say.
I have to get my bag.
There won't be a porter, of course,
not for love nor money.
Iris! What's wrong?
Iris!
Oh! That soup.
You... All this time, I was terrified
the doctor would drug me
and it was you! Please,
I only did it for your own good.
I'll be lucky to get out of this
alive. Iris, listen to me!
I trusted you. Iris.
Don't touch me.
Iris!
The doctor... with the patient. Where
has he moved her, where? Where is she?
We arrive Trieste.
No, no. They've drugged me like they
drugged her. Do you understand?
I sorry. I not really know English.
Iris!
Need help? Leave me alone.
Excuse me.
I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Let's stop these silly games,
shall we?
Oh!
Help!
No way out, Miss Carr.
Help me! Please!
Oh, Miss Froy!
Perhaps we could say goodbye now
without a cloud of witnesses.
Yes. Let's.
Thank you for your hospitality.
It's been a cheap holiday for me
in every sense.
I'll get a porter to get my bags.
Excuse me, excuse me, are you
travelling with the Professor?
Er, yes, he's still on the train.
Can you give him a message for me?
I'm afraid I have to rush off.
Er... I can't.
I'm looking for someone.
The girl who was staying in our
hotel spoke about an English woman
in tweed who was standing with her
as she peered into our coupe.
The girl was right.
I'm not quite sure why my husband
lied about us not seeing her.
I do hope the Reverend
and Mrs Barnes come back soon.
It's a cheek asking us
to look after their luggage.
Do you know, I thought
I almost smelt your Middlemist Rose
as we got off the train.
Ah! Professor,
are you coming with us?
I can't find Max. Surely you
can't be expected to wait for him?
I certainly do not want to
miss my connection.
You know I cannot understand how
they expect us
to move from train to train with
this amount of time.
We are in a hurry.
He probably doesn't speak English.
He's fine, he's all right.
Our boy...
Splendid. Right. Stand aside.
If we have the opportunity to right
our wrongs we should always take it.
Professor. We need to speak to you.
Iris?
Stop!
Miss Froy!
No! Let me go.
Your friends have all left
the train.
There's nothing you can do.
No-one cares about a woman who
is hysterical.
Who do you think gave us the idea
of... what do you say in English?
The mad house? Your little
Miss Froy. So harmless, you think.
But she will happily
destroy my brother.
Leave her! Leave her.
Iris. Mr Hare. Don't worry.
We're taking her to a reputable
nursing home.
You'll do nothing of the kind.
You're very kind, Mr Hare.
Thank you for taking
Miss Carr off our hands.
She is rather troublesome.
Miss Froy.
Poor woman, you can see how even now
she remains deluded.
How can you still listen to her?
Where is she?
Baroness. You are under arrest.
She's in the goods van. Oh!
Look after her. Yes. I've got her.
It's all right.
Mmm! Mmm!
Miss Froy!
Mmm! Mmm!
Get off!
Ah, ah!
We're almost there, you'll be
pleased to know.
Are you all right? Mmm, just making
up a story to tell them back home.
Mater will be thrilled.
Do you think it wise to tell her?
At her age, it might prove a shock.
Exactly. No, I'm going to keep
quiet about that.
She'd throw a fit
and never let me go back.
You can't go back!
I can and I must.
I'm a witness at the trial.
The Baroness's brother has been
charged with murder.
A little spinster from England
has seen to that.
But it's too dangerous!
Not speaking out is dangerous.
I had many lost hours on a train
to realise it.
Very fortunate for me, you already
knew the importance of speaking out.
Don't worry. Mr Hare has kindly
offered to escort me.
It's Soc! Soc!
Do you feel anything like emotion
right now?
She and I will always be in touch.
I guess that means you haven't
forgiven me yet.
Is that an answer?
I won't ever forgive you.
Fair enough.
How about coming with me
on my next trip?
I wouldn't know how to trust you.
Where... where are you going?
Back to London.
You're leaving me here?
Well, it is my car.
I thought we'd travel back together.
No. What about Miss Froy?
Don't you want to say goodbye?
She knows I wasn't going to stay.
Where will I find you?
Give me your address.
I don't have one. You
must have a house here. No.
You live in a hotel? Yes.
I can work on it. The trust thing.
Really.
So will you? Come with me?
Perhaps.
Which hotel?
And I thought you were clever!
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