Torn Curtain Page #6

That works.

Nein. Da!

No, no, no, no, no!

Pfft! It will blow up.

Well, we built it,

and it works, and it didn't blow up.

Four years ago we tried it at Alma-Ata.

It blew up.

Well then, your equipment was faulty.

Your concept was probably wrong too.

You misunderstood it.

I? Lindt?

Misunderstood?

Rubbish!

You come to me

from the United States, and I -

I don't care if you come from the moon!

I tell you what you say is rubbish!

Look. Look.

''Achtung, Achtung.

Professor Armstrong und Miss Sherman...''

''Professor Armstrong and Miss Sherman,

you're wanted at once

in the Vice Rector's office.''

Huh? Not so?

What if you took it this way?

And this way?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

Go! Learn!

- Ah.

- Why do you say ''ah''?

- Surely there's something missing.

- But it works!

In Russia, we built it. It works!

My God. That's brilliant.

You jumped a step, didn't you?

Of course it's brilliant. It's genius.

The Russians thought I was crazy.

They didn't know I'm Lindt.

''Professor Armstrong und Miss Sherman...''

They're asking all the students

of this section to search for you.

Why? What have you done?

You told me nothing.

You know nothing.

I forbid you to leave this room!

What does he look like,

this Professor Armstrong?

Like a professor.

What started that excitement down there?

The police have arrived.

They've come for you.

- Please, we've no time.

- Just a minute.

I have to get you

to the centre of the city.

- I hope you can ride bicycles.

- Yes.

It's only a ten-minute ride. Come.

We're very late, but we can't rush it.

Ride slowly.

Just a normal outing.

Remember, you must reach our

friends in Berlin before 7:00 tonight.

They say Herr Jacobi can be

trusted to get you there. Good luck.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Herr Jacobi.

This way, please.

I am Mr Jacobi.

She is worried. You are late.

Look, I, uh... I've heard of organisation,

but, uh... you mean to say

that the bus line is on our side?

This is not a regular bus.

This belongs to our organisation.

But we travel the same route

as the official Leipzig to Berlin bus.

But we leave ten minutes ahead of it.

You are not German.

What does it matter? They are friends.

Polizei.

- Polizei.

- Police now!

We've never had police before.

Twenty times we have made this journey.

Be calm. Calm.

They are endangering our whole enterprise

because they are not only foreigners,

but foreigners wanted by the police.

Which makes our whole enterprise

much more dangerous

than it has ever been before.

Who are all these people?

They are all friends of our organisation.

- Are we all escaping?

- Oh, no, miss.

We do not escape.

We are all round-trip passengers.

We are members of Pi.

We helps others get to Berlin,

and then we come home.

But isn't that very dangerous?

For some people it is

more dangerous to stay here.

Herr Jacobi!

I'm afraid it's a roadblock.

Do you have your identity cards?

Good. And don't speak.

There!

They were looking for the Americans.

We might be stopped again.

Herr Jacobi, what will happen

when the real bus will come along?

- What will the police say then?

- Relax.

You heard Heinrich tell them

they were running an extra bus.

- You alright?

- Yes, so far.

Well, she will only have to wait

eight minutes for the regular bus.

We should be ten minutes ahead.

We will make up time.

Herr Jacobi.

Another roadblock.

Bandits. Army deserters.

- Is it a hold-up?

- Yes. They will want money.

Jewellery and watches are no good to them.

Soldiers.

Got it.

What's so funny?

Well, it's funny in one way,

but perhaps in another way it's not.

You see, the military

have decided to give us an escort.

I believe we're under arrest.

We have an escort now.

They say there have been a number

of attacks along this road lately.

Look, we're the ones

who are endangering everybody.

Couldn't we just get off now

like ordinary passengers?

What would you do in the middle

of the countryside like this?

Your next contact is in the city.

At least we should

try to get you to the outskirts.

My only concern is that now we will

have to behave like a regular bus.

How do you mean?

As you see, we pick up no passengers.

Now we will have to stop.

Even if we don't, the police up front will.

Herr Jacobi.

If the police see that second bus coming,

we'll all be arrested.

Let me off! Let me off! Let me off!

Let me off the bus!

Frulein Mann,

if you wish, I will let you off the bus,

but you will not say anything to the police.

Heinrich, stop!

And you, I hope you get caught for

giving everybody so much trouble.

When we get to Berlin,

who's my next contact?

You will go to the Friedrichstrasse post office.

Ask for a man called Albert.

I will give you the address.

Herr Jacobi.

It looks like we have to stop.

My God, we'll never make it.

He says the police have seen the other bus.

We've gotta get off.

You must go now. Quick! Quick!

Don't forget, the Friedrichstrasse

post office. Albert.

Schnell! Schnell!

I wish I'd had the time to write it down.

Post office, post office. What the hell was it?

It was something 'strasse'.

Yeah, I know, and a man named Albert.

But, uh, which post office?

We shall have to ask.

- Let me. It's safer.

- Alright.

Post office?

Post office?

Uh...

Ah, Post Office. Friedrichstrasse?

Yes, Friedrichstrasse!

Excuse me, please. You wish information?

At your service, mademoiselle.

You are with that gentleman?

Yes, of course you are.

Come, please.

Excuse me, please.

I am the Countess Kuchinska.

I am Polish.

Allow me, please,

to offer you both a cup of coffee.

- I'm terribly sorry. We're in a hurry.

- I know.

We're looking for the

Friedrichstrasse post office.

You will take coffee with me,

Professor Armstrong.

Come on. There is close to here a...

How do you say? Coffee house.

Come on.

Here we are. Here we are.

Do you have American cigarettes?

No, I'm sorry.

Then... you must smoke the Russian ones.

You see?

Look at these.

Half of it is paper.

Just a little bit tobacco in this end.

Disgusting! You wish one?

No, thank you.

Ah!

How exciting to meet you, Professor.

It is not every day one meets a spy.

Oh, please.

And his face in all the papers.

But don't look so worried, my darling girl.

You are quite safe with me.

I am not kommunistical.

It will be undrinkable.

Disgusting liquid they call coffee.

It is no good here.

You see,

I came here from Poland.

I wish... very much to go

to the United States of America.

Unfortunately, it is necessary to have...

friends there.

How you say? Sponsor.

Do you understand me, my dear girl?

Y- Yes, but...

Is this their best coffee?

And they are all ignorant here.

Now!

I am making you a proposition.

You two will promise me to be my sponsors

for a visa to the United States of America.

In return,

I will take you where you wish to go.

Well?

Drink your coffee.

- Sponsors?

- Yes!

I'm writing to West Berlin,

to American... visa office.

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