The Third Man Page #6
one shred of evidence.
We're just coming to that.
Very good, sir.
[ Calloway ]
Paine's one of your devoted readers.
He's promised to lend me one
of your books. Which one is it, Paine ?
The Lone Rider of Santa Fe, sir.
- That's right.
- l'd like to visit Texas one day, sir.
- Come on, show me
what you've got to show.
- All right, Paine ?
Yes, sir.
Paine, Paine, Paine.
l got them muddled. lt's the new lot
that's just come in for Mr. Crabbin.
See this man here ?
a medical orderly
at the General Hospital.
He worked for Lime and helped to steal
the stuff from the laboratories.
We forced him to give information to us
which led us as far as Kurtz and Lime.
But we didn't arrest them,
chances of getting the others.
- Next, Paine.
- l'd like a word
with this orderly, Harbin.
- So would l.
- Well, bring him in.
l can't.
He disappeared a week ago.
This is more like a mortuary
than police headquarters.
We have better witnesses.
Look here.
How could he have done it ?
Seventy pounds a tube.
Go back to the hotel,
and do keep out of trouble.
l'll try and fix things
with the Austrian police.
You'll be all right in the hotel,
but l can't be responsible
for you on the streets.
- l'm not asking you to.
- l'm sorry, Martins.
l'm sorry too.
You still got that
airplane ticket on you ?
We'll send one across
to your hotel in the morning.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
Get me Austrian Police Headquarters.
Can l have that woman's passport ?
You know,
the Anna Schmidt one.
Oh... we're not going to pick
her up for that, are we ?
What can we do ?
We have our instructions.
?? [ Jazz ]
- [ Knocking At Door ]
[ Holly ]
lt's me.
lt's me.
Hello.
What is it ?
What's happened to you ?
Just came to see you.
Come in. l thought you were going to
keep away. Are the police after you ?
l don't know.
- You're drunk, aren't you ?
- A bit. l'm sorry.
But l did want to say good-bye
before l pushed off.
- l'm going back home.
- Why ?
lt's what you've always wanted--
all of you.
Kitty ? Here, kitty.
Kitty ? Here, kitty.
Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.
Don't you want to play, kitty ?
Come on. Sleepy ? Sleepy kitty ?
- Not very sociable, is he ?
- No, he only liked Harry.
- What made you decide so suddenly ?
- l, l brought you these.
They, they got a little wet.
- What happened to your hand ?
- A parrot--
- Let it go.
- Have you seen Calloway ?
- lmagine a parrot nipping a man ?
- Have you ?
lt's--
Oh, l, l--
l've been saying good-bye
all over, you know.
- He told you, didn't he ?
- Told me ?
- About Harry.
- Do you know ?
l've seen Major Calloway today.
[ Meows ]
He is better dead.
l knew he was mixed-up,
but not like that.
l knew him for 20 years--
at least, l thought l knew him.
Suppose he was laughing
at fools like us all the time ?
- He liked to laugh.
He wanted me to write
for his great medical charity.
l'll put these flowers
in the water.
Perhaps l could have raised
the price to 80 pounds for him.
Oh, please. For heaven's sake,
stop making him in your image.
Harry was real. He wasn't
just your friend and my lover.
- He was Harry.
- Well, don't preach wisdom to me.
You talk about him as if
he had occasional bad manners.
No. l don't know. l'm just
a hack writer who drinks too much...
and falls in love with girls.
- You.
- Me ?
Don't be such a fool.
Of course.
lf you'd rung me up and asked me
were you fair or dark...
or had a moustache,
l wouldn't have known.
Oh, l am leaving Vienna.
l don't care whether Henry
was murdered by Kurtz or Popescu...
or the third man or--
some sort of... justice.
Maybe l would've
killed him myself.
A person doesn't change
because you find out more.
Look. l've got a splitting
headache, and you stand there
and just talk and talk and talk.
l-l hate it.
That's the first time
l ever saw you laugh.
Do it again.
There isn't enough for two laughs.
l'd make comic faces...
and stand on my head and grin
at you between my legs...
and tell all sorts of jokes.
l wouldn't stand a chance,
would l ?
Well...
you did tell me l ought
to find myself a girl.
[ Cat Meowing ]
[ Man ] What kind of a spy
do you think you are, satchel foot ?
What are you tailing me for ?
Cat got your tongue ?
Come on out.
Come out, come out,
whoever you are.
Step out in the light
and let's have a look at ya.
- Who's your boss ?
Harry.
[ Car Horn Honks ]
[ Holly ]
Harry !
l followed his shadow...
until, suddenly--
- Well ?
- This is where he vanished.
- l see.
- l suppose you don't believe me.
- No.
- Look. l tell you--
- You don't think l'm blind, do you ?
- Yes.
-Where were you when you saw him first ?
-Fifty yards right down there.
- Which side of the road ?
- l was on that side.
His shadow was on that side.
- And there are no turnings
on either side.
- l tell you, l heard him
running ahead of me !
- Yes, yes, yes.
And then he vanished out there,
l suppose, with a puff of smoke
and like a clap of--
lt wasn't the German gin.
[ Low Roaring ]
Well, what's this ?
Where are we ?
lt's the main sewer.
Runs right into the blue Danube.
Smells sweet, doesn't it ?
We should have dug deeper
than a grave.
[ Creaking ]
[ German ]
You knew him, Major ?
Hmm. Yes.
Yes. Joseph Harbin.
Medical orderly
at the General Hospital.
- He used to work for Harry Lime.
Yes. He's the man
l told you was missing.
Next time we'll have
a foolproof coffin.
[ Footsteps Approaching ]
[ Knock At Door ]
- Ja.
[ Continues Complaining ln German ]
- lnternational Police Headquarters,
just to check up.
[ German ]
l'm sorry, miss. lt's orders.
We can't go against the protocol.
- l don't even know what protocol means.
- Neither do l, miss.
Mademoiselle,
your lipstick.
Thank you.
- Anna, what's happened to you ?
- All right. Keep out of this.
Listen, l've got to talk to you.
l've just seen a dead man walking.
- All right, chum. Get back.
- l saw him buried.
But now l've seen him alive.
Just a minute.
Bring her in here.
You stay out here.
Come in, Miss Schmidt.
Now then, Miss Schmidt.
l'm not interested in your forged
papers. That's purely a Russian case.
- When did you last see Lime ?
- Two weeks ago.
l want the truth, Miss Schmidt.
We know he's alive.
- lt is true, then.
- Joseph Harbin's body
was found in the coffin.
What did you say ?
l'm sorry.
l said another man
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