The Yellow Rolls-Royce Page #8

And besides,

now I have Mr. Davich to protect me.

It's very beautiful.

Oh, it's more beautiful

on the other side of the frontier.

I wish he'd drive faster.

You seem very restless.

I have my very good reasons.

And what are they?

No, no.

No, don't tell me. I won't be inquisitive.

But I have a shrewd suspicion.

Don't worry, Mr. Davich,

we are on the same side of the fence.

I have donated a great deal of money...

...to the League for Suppression

of Communist Activities.

Oh, how very generous.

But then, of course, you have

a great deal of money to donate.

No one has a great deal of money

to donate.

One simply has a great deal of money.

- Period.

- Of course.

At least until such time as that terrible

Mr. Roosevelt takes it away from me.

My late husband, Wilmer H. Millett III...

...always said that he...

- Is your husband dead?

- Of course.

Oh, I'm so sorry. What did he die of?

Bourbon and tranquilizers.

The mixture isn't very healthy.

- What was that?

- My passport.

Are you mad?

Mr. Davich, I want to know

why you threw your passport away.

Because I don't want it found on me.

Michele, pull off the road there.

Michele, get all Mrs. Millett's bags

out of the back and put them in the car.

- Come on.

- What is this?

What is going on? This is outrageous.

- Keep your dog quiet.

GERDA:
Mr. Davich.

One more yap out of that

and I'll shoot it.

Mr. Davich,

I think I'm entitled to an explanation.

Yes, Mrs. Millett, you are.

You give orders to my chauffeur,

you rearrange my luggage...

...and you threaten my dog

with a loaded pistol.

Is that loaded?

Yes, it is.

Is that meant to frighten me?

Oh, no, Mrs. Millett.

I think that would be impossible.

I am sorry,

but the Yugoslav frontier is quite near...

...and your dog's yapping can

be heard clearly by certain gentlemen...

...who, if they recognize me,

will probably shoot me.

What are you doing now?

This is the only way I can cross

the frontier into my country...

...by traveling in the trunk of your car.

Why? Are you a criminal?

No, merely a prescribed person.

What are you prescri...?

Duchess, shut up.

I'll be happy to tell you

after we've crossed the frontier.

How can I stop them

from searching the trunk?

By using all the magic of your charm.

Flattery will get you nowhere.

- Not even past the Yugoslav frontier?

- Certainly not.

The likeliest outcome

is that we'll both go to jail.

The fabulous Mrs. Millett

in a Yugoslav jail?

America will probably declare war.

What am I gonna tell them?

Tell them who you are.

Drop a few names.

Drop a few names?

Just what does that mean?

Well, you know

a lot of distinguished people.

Say that you're a personal friend

of President Roosevelt.

Young man,

do you realize just what you're asking?

Regretfully,

it's a matter of life and death.

Halt.

Passport.

- Passport.

- There.

Walkies, walkies.

Oh, what a charming view.

Passport, madam.

Pass... Michele?

You are going by personal invitation

of His Majesty, King Peter?

Yes, our ambassador in Rome

has charged me to convey...

...President Roosevelt's

congratulations to His Majesty.

President Roosevelt.

But that is a great and good man.

You must be proud, madam,

to have such a president.

Stop it, Duchess. Stop it at once.

Come here. Come here.

Perhaps she has smelled her food

and she wants her dinner.

You have the dog's dinner in the back?

I have nothing at all,

not even the dog's dinner.

I think, madam,

that we must open the back.

That's impossible, I've lost the key.

Well, we'll force the lock.

If you dare to do that, my good man...

...I shall report you,

not only to your dear king...

...but to my great and dear friend

President Roosevelt.

Enough of this.

You've kept me waiting long enough.

Stop it, you b*tch.

My passport, please.

Thank you.

Loyal greetings to your great president.

And may God preserve him

to run yet for a fourth term.

What a very encouraging thought.

Drive on.

Michele, open up.

The fumes. He has suffocated.

The carbon monoxide has poisoned him.

I'll give him my artificial respiration.

You take his legs and I'll...

Now then, there.

- Are we in Yugoslavia?

- Yes, yes, now lie still and I'll...

Oh, you're a wonderful woman.

Mr. Davich.

Come and look.

The fumes have made you delirious.

There were no fumes.

I was asleep, that's all.

- But this is my country...

- Now, please, restrain yourself.

I'm sorry, but my country. My country.

You said you were asleep.

Always in moments of danger...

...when there's nothing I can do

to make them less dangerous, I sleep.

What about my dangerous moments?

I shall be grateful to you

the rest of my life.

Will you tell me now why you were

so sure I wouldn't give you away?

Because I knew my Mrs. Gerda Millett.

She's a wonderful woman.

M... M... Michele.

Rearrange the luggage now.

Mr. Davich will continue the journey

inside the car.

And now, Mr. Davich,

maybe you will explain yourself.

You tricked me by pretending that it is

important for you to be near the king.

But it is important for me

to be near the king.

He is here in Yugoslavia.

And now, thanks to you, so am I.

Then why can you enter your country

only by hiding in the trunk of my car?

Because...

To some of those in power,

I'm politically undesirable.

Mm-hm. Undesirable.

What you really mean

is that you're a Red Revolutionary.

You want guillotinings and massacres

and cut off the king's head.

That's why it's important for you

to be near him.

I don't want to cut his head off

or anyone else's head, for that matter.

The Germans

are going to attack my country.

That's why I had to come back,

to fight for her.

- I don't believe a word of it.

- But it's true.

I happen to love my country.

Yes, perhaps

that is the description of me...

...that would give you

the most comfort, Mrs. Millett.

Someone who loves his country.

No description of you will give me

any comfort whatsoever.

And I must warn you...

...at the next town or village,

I intend to ask you to vacate my car.

And take your knapsack with you.

Well, we are coming into Ljubljana.

If you could just drop me there.

Goodbye, Mrs. Millett.

I shall never forget our meeting.

I doubt if I shall either.

Believe me, I'm more grateful

than words can express.

Wait a minute.

Is there a good hotel in this town?

Well, none that you would call good.

But the Hotel lmperial,

it's very upper middle-class.

That's not necessarily a protection

against bedbugs.

Drive on.

Mrs. Millett, we've heard

that you are staying in our hotel...

...but we didn't expect the honor

of seeing you down here.

Now, a nice table.

- Oh, perhaps this one.

- Yes.

It's not too near to the orchestra.

I'll just...

To begin with, please,

a very dry double martini.

Double martini.

Duchess? Duchess, be quiet.

I think a little consomm to start with.

It's all right, Duchess.

I think I'll have a sole Meuna...

Now, what are you doing there?

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