The Mask of Dimitrios Page #6

Synopsis: A mystery writer named Leyden is intrigued by the tale of notorious criminal Dimitrios Makropolous, whose body was found washed up on the shore in Istanbul. He decides to follow the career of Dimitrios around Europe, to learn more about the man. Along the way, he is joined by mysterious Mr. Peters, who has his own motivation.
Director(s): Jean Negulesco
Production: Warner Bros. Pictures
 
IMDB:
7.2
APPROVED
Year:
1944
95 min
197 Views


Can you direct me

to the department

of supply?

Yes, sir.

Second floor, to your left.

Thank you.

Woman:
Yes?

Oh, i beg your pardon.

I seem to be lost.

Could you direct me to

the department of supply?

It's down the hall

to your right.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Man:
You may part

again, bulic.

I hope you'll be

luckier this time.

If i have the cards,

i am lucky,

if i don't have

the cards, i'm unlucky.

Go away.

Why?

Last night, every time

you whistled a love song,

he led a heart.

Go away, please.

But i only-

oh, excuse me-

i'm a stranger

in belgrade,

but i played bezique

in germany,

and i'm wondering if

you play it the same way in this country.

Bezique is bezique.

I like it better

than the german pinochle.

Oh, i, too.

My patriotism doesn't go

as far as the cards.

May i buy you a drink...

all of you gentlemen?

Man:
A free

drink? Why not?

Of course.

Come join us.

Thank you.

Waiter, a drink

for all of us.

Yes, sir.

Dimitrios:
My firm,

the dresden optical company,

has a bid in for

the sale of 10,000 pairs of binoculars.

Binoculars.

The order would mean

a great deal.

I understand that,

but surely you don't

expect me-

for 20,000 dinar?

That's

a lot of money.

But i'm afraid

you overestimate my importance

in the government.

In any event,

i have no influence

with the department

of supply,

who pass this on

to people.

But you probably know

the right official.

You fellows stick

together.

True, true...

20,000 dinar...

yes?

Do you think i could

see mr. Druhar for a moment?

You work down

the hall, don't you?

I'm afraid i don't

know your name.

Bulic. Karel bulic.

Oh, i suppose it's

all right. Go on in.

Well, what is it?

Mr. Druhar, i was wondering

if, uh... i mean...

about these optical bids.

What about them?

What about them.

I just-i have a friend of mine...

i just wondered if

you would tell me

when the announcement

of the awards would be made.

I don't know

why you should be interested,

but if it does you

any good to know,

the list

will be posted this afternoon.

Oh, thank you

very much, i...

hey, bulic,

you are late.

A packet of pachas.

Bulic.

Bulic my friend.

Oh, herr wagner,

i am so sorry.

I have very bad news.

I have very

good news for you.

My firm was awarded

the contract for the binoculars.

I owe it all to you.

The award was made

to nanovic & company of czechoslovakia.

Our czech subsidiary.

Subsidiary?

Yes. We put

in two bids:

One for our parent

company in germany

and the other for

our subsidiary much lower.

Much lower.

Here's the money

i promised you:

20,000 dinar.

20,000 dinar.

My wife...

now i can buy her

all those things i wanted.

Of course you can.

We must have a celebration.

You and your wife

will be my guests this evening.

Oh, herr bulic.

Who is it?

Karel.

Oh, it's you.

Well, come in.

I can't

open the door.

Hello, anna, darling.

Look what i brought

for you.

The most wonderful thing

has happened to me.

Come here. Look.

Ooh!

Look.

But that's nothing.

Look.

Oh, karel,

it's beautiful.

That's nothing.

Look.

No, no.

That's for me.

Karel, they gave you

a raise in salary.

No, something

much more wonderful has happened to me.

Where did you

get that money? You didn't steal it?

No. I did a slight service

for a friend of mine.

I helped him to get

a government contract, and he paid me 20,000 dinar.

20,000 dinar.

You see,

i'm not the little unimportant nobody

whom you always

thought i were.

From now on,

there'll be no more of this

because your husband

will get the best for you...

because i love you.

I love you so much.

Now, see how fast

you can get ready.

We go out for dinner.

Oh, where?

A very expensive place.

A friend of mine,

herr wagner.

Darling, it won't

take me a minute.

To madame.

Thank you.

I've lived in belgrade

all my life,

but i've never been to

a place like this.

Madame, you should

come here more often.

You're the most beautiful

woman in the place.

Oh, you lucky fellow,

every man in the place is looking at madame.

Me, too.

That distinguished-looking

gentleman over there

is the freiherr

von kissling.

Terribly rich.

Controls as many as 27 companies.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Of course.

Herr wagner,

is it not?

Why, herr von kissling,

this is indeed a pleasure.

Madame bulic,

may i present the freiherr von kissling?

How do you do?

And my very good friend,

herr bulic.

How do you do,

herr bulic?

Herr bulic is

an important official in the yugoslav government,

a pleasure,

herr bulic.

I beg your pardon.

It is indeed

a great pleasure, sir.

Anna:
Why,

herr von kissling,

why don't

you join us?

May i?

Of course.

Thank you.

Waiter, another

bottle of champagne.

Please sit down.

Bulic:
Thank you.

Herr bulic,

you must forgive me

for forcing myself

upon your company.

From my own table,

i could not resist admiring madame.

I presumed that

on my acquaintance with herr wagner...

i consider it

a compliment.

Madame, i wonder if

you would be so kind as

to dance with

an old man.

Oh, i haven't

danced in so long.

And i am old

and clumsy.

The freiherr is taken

with your wife,

and i must say

i can't blame him.

You should take her

to these places more often.

Isn't she beautiful?

I can't afford it.

Well, my dear bulic,

you forget you've just earned 20,000 dinar,

and that's only

the beginning.

Regardless,

the freiherr likes you.

I can tell by

his expression.

He's famous for

associating with in-men whom he likes.

He doubtless has

a company or two right here in yugoslavia.

Madame is

a divine dancer.

Karel, i'm having

so much fun tonight.

Freiherr:
Miss.

Will you

permit me?

Orchid.

The first

i've ever had.

It's

so beautiful.

It's hardly beautiful

enough for you.

Oh, may i?

Wagner:
That's rather

a large amount of money

to carry with you, freiherr.

Isn't it

a little dangerous?

Perhaps. I don't usually

carry so much with me.

As a matter of fact,

i won this money in werner's room.

Do you know

about werner?

He has the back room.

He's quite

the most reliable gambler in belgrade.

In werner's,

it's your own luck

and not the croupier's

skill that counts.

From the look of that,

you've been very lucky.

Quite, in every way.

Since you've never

been in werner's,

i shall be delighted

if you would accompany me there.

But we've

never gambled...

you may enjoy

watching me win.

Perhaps you will

bring me more luck.

Herr bulic, i have

been thinking.

I wonder if you could

have luncheon with me one day this week.

Yes! Ahem.

Oh, yes

it is possible that we

can discuss something to our mutual advantage.

Mutual-yes.

Yes.

Now, shall

we try our luck?

Herr wagner, i've never

gambled for money.

Oh, my dear bulic,

suppose you lose a few hundred dinar.

There's really no need

to concern yourself over so paltry a sum.

The freiherr has

already expressed an interest in you,

and that means

your fortune is made.

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Frank Gruber

Frank Gruber (born February 2, 1904, Elmer, Minnesota, died December 9, 1969, Santa Monica, California) was an American writer. He was an author of stories for pulp fiction magazines. He also wrote dozens of novels, mostly Westerns and detective stories. Gruber wrote many scripts for Hollywood movies and television shows, and was the creator of three TV series. He sometimes wrote under the pen names Stephen Acre, Charles K. Boston and John K. Vedder. Gruber said that as a 9-year-old newsboy, he read his first book, "Luke Walton, the Chicago Newsboy" by Horatio Alger. During the next seven years he read a hundred more Alger books and said they influenced him professionally more than anything else in his life. They told how poor boys became rich, but what they instilled in Gruber was an ambition at age nine or 10, to be an author. He had written his first book before age 11, using a pencil on wrapping paper. Age 13 or 14, his ambition died for a while but several years later it rose again and he started submitting stories to various magazines, like Smart Set and Atlantic Monthly. Getting rejected, he lowered his sights to The Saturday Evening Post and Colliers, with no more success. The pulps were getting noticed and Gruber tried those but with no success. As a story came back with a rejection slip, he would post it off again to someone else, so he could have as many as forty stories going back and forth at different times, costing him about a third of his earnings in postage. Erle Stanley Gardner called him the fighter who licked his weight in rejection slips. February 1927, he finally sold a story. It was bought by The United Brethren Publishing House of Dayton. It was called "The Two Dollar Raise" and he got a cheque through for three dollars and fifty cents. Answering an ad in the Chicago Tribune, he got a job editing a small farm paper. In September he got a better paid job in Iowa and soon found himself editing five farm papers. He had lots of money and even wrote some articles for the papers but found he had no time to write the stories he wanted to write. In 1932 the Depression hit, and he lost his job. 1932 to 1934 were his bad years. He wrote and wrote, many stories typed out on an old "Remington" but of the Sunday School stories, the spicy sex stories, the detective stories, the sports stories, the love stories, very few sold, with some companies paying him as little as a quarter of a cent per word. He had a few successes and remained in Mt. Morris, Illinois for 14 months before deciding to head to New York on July 1, 1934. There were numerous publishing houses in New York and he could save money on postage but this led to him walking miles to deliver manuscripts as he had so little money, not even enough for food most of the time. He stayed in a room in the Forty Fourth Street Hotel ($10.50 per week). In his book, The Pulp Jungle (1967), Gruber details the struggles (for a long time, at least once a day he had tomato soup, which was free hot water in a bowl, with free crackers crumbled in and half a bottle of tomato sauce added) he had for a few years and numerous fellow authors he became friendly with, many of whom were famous or later became famous. Early December 1934 and with endless rejection slips, he got a phone call from Rogers Terrill. Could he do a 5,500 word filler story for Operator #5 pulp magazine by next day? He did and got paid. Even better, they wanted another one next month, and another. He was then asked to do a filler for Ace Sports pulp, which sold. Gruber's income from writing in 1934 was under $400. In 1935, his stories were suddenly wanted and he earned $10,000 that year. His wife came to live with him (she had been living with relatives) and he lived the good life, moving into a big apartment and buying a Buick ($750). January 1942, Gruber decided to try Hollywood, having heard about the huge sums some stories sold for and stayed there till 1946. Gruber—who stated that only seven types of Westerns existed—wrote more than 300 stories for over 40 pulp magazines, as well as more than sixty novels, which had sold more than ninety million copies in 24 countries, sixty five screenplays, and a hundred television scripts. Twenty five of his books have sold to motion pictures, and he created three TV series: Tales of Wells Fargo, The Texan and Shotgun Slade. His first novel, The Peace Marshall, which was rejected by every agent in New York at the time, became a film called "The Kansan", starting Richard Dix. The book has been reprinted many times with total sales of over one million copies. He bragged that he could write a complete mystery novel in 16 days and then use the other 14 days of the month to knock out a historical serial for a magazine. His mystery novels included The French Key (for which he sold the motion picture rights for $14,000 in 1945) and The Laughing Fox. more…

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