The Man Who Knew Too Little Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 94 min
- 1,207 Views
- Okay, later.
All right. Have fun.
Wait. What am I supposed
to do when this is over?
- I have no idea where I am.
- Take my phone.
When the show's over, around 11:30,
don't worry, call me.
I'll pick you up and we'll smoke
those Ambassadors by midnight.
- Gotta be my birthday so 11:59, the latest.
- 11:
59.Knock them dead, big brother.
There'll be bodies all over the place.
Have you got any spare change?
I don't have any of your money yet.
You sure about that?
No, I'm not. I'll give you what I have.
I do have American money.
It's just as good. Here.
I'm sorry.
Nobody told me it already started.
All right, then, just go back to "Give me
your money" or whatever the heck.
Just give me money or I'll cut you!
Let me just do my line, first.
Please don't kill me.
I'll give you all the money I got.
I'll give you everything. I got no jewelry.
I just got a couple of kids.
They're expecting me
to come home tonight.
They don't want to see their daddy
dead on the street.
I don't want to kill you.
I'm sorry. I was not prepared
for any of this stuff.
Just give me the money!
One more.
It's getting so that decent people can't
even go out on the street anymore...
...without scum like you trying to step on
whatever's decent in this world.
But, you know something?
Your type are just going
to be the kind of crap...
...that sticks to the bottom
of a good man's loafer.
I am stinking the place up. Take the wallet
and let's go on to the next scene.
Come on.
Take the money.
You take it. He's a bloody nutter.
Come back with my wallet! Stop!
Thieves!
I know how much is in there!
I want it back after.
Herr Schuster and Frau Schuster.
My wife, Felicity, you know.
How do you do?
Wonderful to see you again.
Rupert Witherington,
- How do you do?
- His wife, Fiona.
- Delighted.
- Sylvia.
How nice to meet you.
My darling daughter, Barbara.
- Pleased to meet you.
- My son-in-law, and our host:
James Ritchie.
- Guten Abend.
- Guten Abend.
Schn, dich zu sehen.
Pleased to meet you, too.
- Mr. Ritchie.
- Yes?
Your brother's on the telephone.
Please don't tell me it's over.
I just got mugged.
Two guys with knives took my wallet.
I got nervous, they were so nervous.
- I can't talk now.
- I can't talk either.
I got a scene with the girl.
Great. Do it with the girl
and have a wonderful time.
See you later.
How you doing...
...man?
Gilbert...
...l've made the martinis!
Be a good boy and bring them up to me.
Gilbert sent you, didn't he?
Yes, he did.
You American?
What are you? CIA? Mafia?
Both.
I wondered what death would look like.
I didn't think he'd look like you.
Too scary?
You gonna bring me that martini
or must I suck it from the glass from here?
No, I'll bring it over.
Do you think I look silly in this outfit?
I could take it off, if you'd like.
No.
It's good silly.
And do I get a last request?
You mean like a cigarette or something?
I had something more substantial in mind.
A cigar?
Now you're boasting.
I'm sorry. I am so sorry. Are you all right?
Oh, you were going for the gun.
I didn't mean to. Here.
Take it.
- Take it.
- No.
I'm not playing that game,
you sick bastard.
Did I break your nail?
If you're going to shoot me, just do it.
Just do it. Go on.
Just bloody well do it.
Go on then.
If I really have to.
But if you do, you'll never find the letters.
Blackmailing a government minister
can be very profitable.
You and I could be very, very rich.
So, no death scene.
What do we do now?
Here's our esteemed minister of defense.
Perfect.
You should get rid of him.
But you and I,
we have more to do together?
Sure.
What's your name?
Lorelei.
Call me Lori. What's yours?
Spenser.
Spenser what?
They just said Spenser.
Good luck, Mr. Spenser.
- Thanks, Lorelei.
- Hurry back.
Looking for something?
My glasses. I was visiting a friend.
Who are you?
Spenser.
And I know who you are, too.
Gilbert.
Then you better get out of here, fast,
before I call the police.
Let's have a scene with the bobbies.
Let's get them all in here.
We'll tell them the whole thing.
What whole thing?
The whole plot thing.
What plot thing?
She told me about the letters.
Letters? What letters?
The letters.
She told me about them.
I know all about the letters.
How do you think I know? She told me.
That's how I found out.
My God, Daggenhorst sent you, didn't he?
Maybe.
How do I know you are
who you say you are?
Oh, yeah...
I got this.
Then, of course you are.
Dear God, I'll give you anything you want.
Just name your price.
Okay...
Twenty.
Twenty?
Fifty.
Fifty!
I have to make a call.
Get away from that phone!
Whoa, that was loud.
How'd I do that?
Take this. It's all of it. It's all of it.
- But, I'm sorry.
- I will give you some more.
I'm sorry, I stepped out of the scene.
- It was just a loud noise.
- I'll give you lots more.
I'm afraid of loud noises.
Come on, let's do it again.
Let's take it from the top.
You've done something with your hair.
Where's Gilbert? I heard a shot.
- Gilbert's gone.
- Oh, no.
You cut it.
Look, when I said get rid of him,
I didn't mean...
- This is a very nice look for you.
- Thanks.
Why don't you look out the front
and see if it's clear?
Sure.
Help!
Pleased to meet you, girlie.
Where are the letters?
Coming!
Help me!
Yeah, I'm coming.
Door's locked.
Kick it in!
It's solid.
It's not balsa or anything.
Spenser, he's trying to kill me!
Okay. All right... all right.
Please hurry!
Spenser, what are you doing?
"Here's Johnny!"
Hurry.
What have we here?
Conveniently found a mallet outside,
but I'm going to swap it for this one.
All right, punk.
I guess the question you got to ask
yourself today is, "Do I feel lucky?"
Well, punk, do you?
Don't ever show your face
on this mews again!
We've got to get out of here.
Come on.
Let's go. Go, go, go!
I thought I could get the letters
and then some maniac called Spenser...
...who says he works for you,
fired a pistol at me!
Listen, we are too close
to let this fall apart.
Now, listen.
There is a loose cannon out there
and I want him dealt with immediately.
Just think, Hawkins...
This time next week, these lights
will be flashing all across Russia.
This room will be alive again...
...with happy voices
and the patter of little feet.
Voices from across Europe
being monitored and decoded.
with urgent communiqus.
The new funding...
...new equipment...
...new weapons, new poisons.
Happy days, Hawkins. Happy days.
Yes, Sir Roger.
It seems there's a bit of a problem...
...with Spenser and the girl.
Problem?
Embleton tried to collect the letters,
Shoot him?
Embleton says he seemed
a trifle unhinged.
But what about the girl?
This is totally unacceptable.
The zero hour is a mere...
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