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I've located the circus there.

Excellent.

What about cover?

I'll set that up.

Good.

Welcome home, Heine. A

successful

trip to Bucharest, Heine?

Naturally.

Drive!

My dear Comtesse.

What a charming surprise.

Temper, my love.

May

I

offer you something?

Why did you do it? Why?

Was the money that important?

You're speaking riddles.

More plainly, then.

You're love is too expensive, Saverici.

You have roughly made a laughing stock of me. You are overwrought, Carissimo.

As you will be in the morning, after I've spoken to the police.

No, no, there is no need for that.

In the morning, Saverici.

has lost its charm.

A pity, huh?

Huh?

Oh, darling.

Oh,

carissima.

Anything else?

Well, yes, something else has happened, sir.

A few moments ago.

Another woman?

Yes, sir. No identity as yet.

The burial.

Was it the same?

Identical.

How old, Mr. Slade?

I just wasn't aware of uncle's interest in the European stock market, sir.

Preventive medicine, Mr. Slade.

Sir?

Pressure has more than once turned a plunging economy to their own advantage.

Particularly when the plunge was man -made.

Stock market manipulation, sir? Quite.

Now, what do you think of this?

I think the mortician needs a refresher course, sir.

It happens to be the first known form of burial.

It was practiced by the first tribes of wandering gypsies.

And the lady?

She was the Countess of Orini.

She was the second to be found in that condition.

The first was Frau Helga Schuster.

Extremely wealthy European family, sir, both of them.

Yes.

But more particularly, they were both major shareholders in companies that

showed definite signs of stock manipulation.

The victims were found in this area.

Miss Dancer was assigned.

She located a small circus travelling continually in the area.

A circus owned by a man named Savarici.

That's a gypsy name, isn't it, sir?

The gentleman is more than that.

Most tribes acknowledge him as king of the gypsies.

It seems Savarici gives readings at posh nearby resorts.

Fortune -telling, sir.

Yes. He's obviously very good at it, too.

He's developed quite a following amongst the jet set on the Riviera.

And the two victims frequented the Riviera, sir?

There you have it.

You'd better get to the airport.

Problem?

Takes quite a bit of doing to link a gypsy with two of the world's wealthiest

women, sir.

Well, nobody said it was easy, Mr. Slate.

This casino itself could not equal your style. You are in the profession?

In a small way, yes. Allow me.

Small?

The owner of Le Cœur de Saint -Germain?

Oh, madame, what I would not give to perform for you.

What we would not give to have you.

But you undoubtedly have a contract here, so... C 'est la vie.

However, if you should ever be at liberty... Oh, madame, no contract.

I am resigned right now. Good. Here is a ticket to Paris and some expense money.

Be on the next train without fail.

Two minutes, madames. That's all it takes to meet the dress and to pack.

Good.

Ring -a -ding -ding.

I think that beast is all you care for.

Darling.

It's good to have you back.

How was Bucharest?

Profitable, I hope.

Well, Pansy and my pet, you know, I do not like questions.

It's just that you are away so often lately.

Don't say I get lonesome.

Give me sign, great spirit.

Only small teensy -weensy sign, please.

Which one, great spirit?

Tell Mama Rasha.

Wikiwak.

Oh, Yasha's boy.

Please make a sign, yes.

Why don't you use a pin?

Joey, I don't tell you how to drink. You don't tell me how to pick horses.

Yeah. Okay.

Yasha, boys, maybe this time he don't fall down.

Okay.

Twenty francs. On those?

Where else?

Oh, my dear, the burning question.

I have all the answers. I can feel them. I certainly do hope so, madam.

I have come to the right place.

Madam Russia has all the answers.

Even to my money problems?

The tarot cards never lie.

My dear, there must be money.

In a way, yes, I suppose.

The money's really Daddy's. He's in stocks and bonds back home.

As a matter of fact, this entire European trip was my graduation present.

If I told you how much money I spent the first week, practically every nickel.

And I'm certainly not going to write home for more.

I'd never hear the end of that.

So I'll just have to find myself a job.

Oh, you're wrong about that tall, dark and handsome man. There isn't any.

May I apply for the position?

Welcome home.

Mama.

This is my son, Savarichi.

Miss April Danza.

I could not help but overhear of your predicaments, mademoiselle.

I wish there was some way we could help.

A job of some kind.

His job, but not for you, I'm afraid.

An airlift. Pity you are not an airlift.

Ariana, quit.

Just like that.

No, very ungrateful.

What an absolutely wild.

I was the lead gymnast on my college team.

You know, just basic trapeze. You know, there's a layout, that sort of thing.

Oh, but I'm probably not nearly good enough.

But, my dear girl, how will we ever know unless you try?

Not listening.

I listen, but I worry. Mother.

Oh, Savopo, it is dangerous. We have enough now. It is time to quit.

With the biggest deal to come.

Trans -European steelworks, Mama.

Steady.

Any problems?

Easier than stealing a chicken.

Oh, excellent.

Now, put it back.

What kind of stealing is that? In the bedroom of Mrs. Wainwright's suite.

Under the rug, exactly one foot from the edge.

Is that clear?

No, Highness.

But I will do it. All right, go, go, go.

Under rug, one foot from edge.

Now go.

Under bedroom rug, one foot from edge.

I guess I'm no competition for the flying Laredos.

On the contrary, dear girl. Welcome to Cirque Savarici.

Really? Oh, wonderful.

Thank you. You're so generous.

A Miss Dancer will share your wagon, Panthea. Be kind enough to show her.

She's that one.

Good.

That was a pretty wild audition, love.

A little respect, please. I just became a star.

Where are you?

Up in the gallery.

It's quite a little hate nest you've got there. When do we get together and

talk? Well, you'll have to catch me between rehearsals for my opening.

At your convenience, darling.

I'll fight.

Believe it.

Listen, Mark, I'm sorry I spoiled your cover.

Well, we may still save it when we get down.

If we get down?

When we get down.

I'll vanish modestly. You pretend to faint.

What pretend?

Everything is all right now.

Everything is fine.

In future, combine your team shooting to your act.

What do you expect?

I see the way you look at her. You are mistaken.

I want her out of here.

You are a step -on player.

What you want is of no importance. Only what Savariechi wants.

There is to be no more of this.

Do we understand each other?

Better than you think, gypsy.

Perhaps I, too, will be found in a shallow grave.

Two legs, one hand, gypsy style. Look!

It is an interesting thing.

Evening, you great.

We've managed to keep a table for you, you're great. So we have been a little

busy, won't you sit down?

I do love your decor. Who did it, Edgar Allan Poe?

Hey, what happened with that piece? Your hands kept slipping.

Hmm, yes, well, someone sprinkled wax on my rosin.

Charming. What about the rope?

Clean break, no shredding.

Obviously a bullet.

Got any salt?

Well, I can't seem to... Gypsy, he was standing right there.

No, it had to be Panthea.

Who? Panthea.

I'm a new boy, dear. Read me the cast, then.

Just like the coming attractions used to say.

Deadly passions and intrigue on all sides.

Severici, he's the head man.

Everyone's terrified of him.

Marmaros is his mother.

Cute old lady.

Terrible fortune teller.

Two of them whisper a lot.

Very close.

Didn't I notice a rather well -constructed bird?

You would.

That's Panthea, trickshot artist.

She's the gypsy's private property and she doesn't want any changes made.

Pepper?

You do meet the most incredible people.

Oh, did I tell you about, uh, Joey?

Good man.

He's a clown, drinks a lot.

Every night he goes into town.

Secretly. So the gypsy won't catch him at it.

Amazing.

That mini recorder you planted should provide interesting listening.

I tried to get at it tonight, but Goru almost nailed me.

He's the circus strongman.

Monstrous fellow. Six of you.

You better stay away from the mini.

I'll have a go at it.

Good luck.

Chicken's awfully dry, isn't it?

You wouldn't by any chance have any mayonnaise?

You are beautiful.

Good.

A gypsy song of love that breathes

desire.

Raven eyes, they danced for me.

A gypsy dance of ecstasy.

A gypsy love, a wandering love of

fire.

A gypsy sang of love's delights. Of passions born

of lonely nights.

A gypsy song of love that breathed

desire.

My gypsy's lips were lips of flame.

Her kiss the kiss.

Of passion's game.

A gypsy loves.

A love that plays.

Desire.

Admire it.

I'm sorry that my Romany isn't quite up to date.

You want him?

Fight for him.

Him?

It is the custom.

Isn't this a little bit drastic? Couldn't we flip a coin?

A buzzard!

When in Rome, many...

Generous, as well as beautiful.

I'm tired. It's been a long day. Of course.

Panthea does not lose well. I think you should share another wagon.

Oh?

Mama Rocha's.

Unless, of course... No.

No, Mama Rocha will be a lovely roommate.

Excuse me.

You get wet down, Joey?

Oh,

I think make mistake.

Yasha boy, not bad horse, but that jockey.

Five letters in name.

Says he a very plain bad day for five -letter names.

Oh, boy.

Very bad day also for clowns if Sabarichi sees you like this.

Joey.

Can you make it to your wagon?

Oh, shame.

Nice man.

Who's got to kill him?

Nice man.

Who's got to kill him?

Not much for all that trouble.

Back it up.

Not that far back.

And when does she come for the reading?

The Madame?

Soon. So.

I have a bad feeling about it. Stop believing your tarot cards, Mama. Think

trans -European steelworks. How much money do you need?

I thought you understood.

The money is just a weapon.

Salvo.

through, Mama.

And they will pay for the education.

Ooh.

Bravo.

Amazing.

Very articulate chap. A little cavalier with his facts.

I'd better go and put it back.

Uh, no. My turn.

Oh, come on, dear. You've had enough gung -ho for one evening.

I'm nothing noble, just practical.

Suffrage is curious enough as it is after all.

Duet on the trapeze.

Mustn't rock the boat.

I'll let myself up.

What madness is this?

That's the word for madness.

Oh, I feel so foolish. It was my fault completely.

Indeed? Yes. So much for my yen to be high animal tamer.

In a cage bolted from the outside.

Severici, let it go.

There's been enough trouble already.

Rest assured.

There will be no more.

Good night.

Penthea?

Of course.

Highness, you want me to... Not yet.

But very soon, I think.

A pity.

Such a waste.

Did I say it or didn't I?

What? When?

Here, right here, last night.

You remember that jockey on Yasha's boy? Had five letters to his name? I knew it

spelt trouble.

I was here last night?

Really?

No, I was not here last night.

I remember I was here last night.

Of course.

Horse didn't win?

Only by six lengths.

What's the trouble?

The jockey was the trouble. He fell off at the starting gate.

This is my final bet.

Positively my final bet.

No. Hi.

Check with me later.

Ridiculous. How can I be here and in the village at the same time?

You must be Mama Rocha.

Savarici's told me so much about you. I'd know you anyway.

I'm Mrs. Wainwright.

Oh, madam, forgive me.

My mind is away on so many other things.

I can't calm down.

You come this way and I will... Savarici will be so distressed that he missed

you. He has gone to the village. He expects you next week. I know, but my

changed suddenly. I'm with you in Rio the day after tomorrow. But he took a

chance and came.

Of course, if it's an inconvenient time for reading.

Oh, my dear Mrs. Bainwright, do you think I would let you have a wasted

Please sit down.

And, uh, Guru, tea would be nice.

You're very kind.

And you, my dear, you are troubled about something.

Not deeply, perhaps, but something bothers you, yes?

Now, we will, um, we will start with the Karo cup.

Yeah, yeah.

Suppose I should tell you I used to think all this was nonsense.

Oh, we are accustomed to that, my dear.

What makes you change your mind?

Savarici, your son is really incredible.

Marvelous insight.

A great gift not given to everyone.

He says your gift is greater, that you taught him everything he knows.

A good son, a good...

Oh, my dear, you have lost something, something recently

perhaps, something, well, not lost, but misplaced, yes?

It is something that sparkles, sparkles. It is

maybe a piece of jewelry or something,

something, a bracelet, no?

No, no, no, no.

A brooch, perhaps. A diamond brooch.

It is... Oh, it is fading now. It gets so hazy. I... I...

Oh, I can't... Oh, drink.

Drink your tea, my dear. Drink tea. Tea has secrets in it, too, you know.

Yeah, yeah.

A brooch. It is in darkness.

But is that possible?

In your bedroom, there is a rug of many patterns, oriental.

The brooch is there, I am sure. It is under the rug. It is a foot from the

Oh, it is an accident. The maid, she sweep it there when she clean up. She

it by mistake.

But it is there, I am sure, I am certain, in your bedroom.

How perfectly wonderful.

Can

you hear

me?

Now, tomorrow, at exactly nine, you will awaken and immediately

call your broker.

He is to sell your entire holdings of trans -European steelworks.

400 ,000 shares.

Do you understand?

I understand.

Now, I am going to awaken you.

You will remember nothing of this, only of the brooch.

Dear me, I must have dozed off.

It is the excitement. It happens often.

I didn't dream about the brooch, though, did I?

No, no, no.

It is in the bedroom, I am sure.

Well, that is all I can do.

Oh, no, no, please.

Savarici would skin me. He has a very special feeling for you.

Follow her. See if she contacts anyone.

Ah!

I am so very grateful.

Won't you say goodbye to Savarin? Well, of course, my dear. Of course. Au

revoir.

the meaning of this?

Is she still watching, Mama Rocha?

No, but Goro is.

Then drive.

Anywhere. We've got to talk.

Trust me, Mrs. Wainwright.

Don't look back.

He'll give it away.

Then neither one of us will get out of here alive.

saying I would actually have sold that stock?

Post -hypnotic suggestions are a powerful thing.

There were no hypnotic trappings, no whirling lights, the gold coin, what

you. No, they didn't need it.

Drug in the tea, nice and simple.

And expensive.

That stock was down just now.

I'd have lost a lot of money.

Two other women lost more.

They're dead.

I feel like such a fool about savage.

Well, why else would they call us girls?

You're very nice. I think some champagne is in order.

Hello?

Hello?

Room service.

What's wrong?

Nobody's there.

Hello?

Must you do that?

It was coming out good, now you spoil.

Really, Mama, you really are a joke.

The standard caricature of a gypsy.

Is that the way for a son to talk to his mother? Besides, why are you mad at me?

If I had not sent Koro after them, we would all be in jail by now.

No?

No point.

Still to lose out on trans -European steelworks after such brilliant

The sea still brims with fish.

I should have known.

Oh, Sabapu, why don't you settle down and forget all this foolishness and have

nice little circus and no more hanky -panky?

Dear Mama, 80 % of the world's wealth is in the hands of women, much of it in

securities.

Now that I have evolved a perfect system for relieving them of their burden,

would you have me walk away from such a gold mine?

I told your father.

Mistake to send that boy to college.

The Wainwright woman poses no problems.

But Miss Danza, I wonder.

You think she's police?

A larger scale.

Probably an international organization.

Oh, shame.

She seemed a nice girl.

In any case, both ladies are expendable.

Tavapu, what are you going to do?

No, I don't want to hear.

Kilram?

After I have Miss Dancer's partner, the heroic young man on the trapeze, it does

not pay to leave loose ends lying about.

Now you will get mad at me.

What?

It is unlucky time for killing.

Moon in wrong position.

Mr. Slade? Sorry, sir?

They're trying to locate Miss Dancer, sir.

She does get about.

Yes, so does Mr. Savarici.

His visit to Bucharest was quite fruitful.

Romance? Finance.

Ah. This man Savarici is quite a manipulator.

He seems to know instinctively when blue -chip stocks are going to drop.

And there he is right there on the spot, ready to buy in at the right price.

Hmm.

From selling fortunes to making fortunes. He's been very successful.

A few more coups like that and he'll be one of the richest men in the world.

Where did Mr. Savarici get his information, sir?

Well, that's what we're trying to find out.

Any clues?

Mr. Savarici seems to have found a way to influence the major stockholders.

Women? Quite.

Oh, what about trans -European steel workers?

Fits right into the pattern. The major shareholder...

is a Mrs. Arthur Wainwright.

Very wealthy woman.

Last seen on the Riviera at Nice.

Last seen, sir?

Yes. She disappeared completely.

April?

April, where are you?

April, come in, love.

Ridiculous. It can't be me.

I don't have a girl.

What that you say?

Mr. Thompson's friend.

Get up.

Get your clothes off.

In front of lady?

All right, all right, I hurry.

Where's Tavarucci now?

He in his wagon, but please, you not understand.

Hypnotic pills?

But about Savarici, he not a bad boy. He just get mixed up with wrong crowd.

Drink half.

Do you want me to use this?

Now give it to him.

Tea?

Me?

Oh, you can put some whiskey in it.

At least we'll know where you are.

You're drunk and sot.

You're dismissed. I want you off the grounds immediately. Now get out.

Don't blame me a bit, dear.

Now, where's Miss Dancer?

I never denied that we're Jew.

Think of all those poor ladies keeping the money.

Money? Is that what you want? How much? First things first. After the ladies are

out, we'll chat.

What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?

Lovely.

Easy now. Remember Joey?

I'm so grateful to both of you.

Are you sure I can't write a check to your organization?

Well, no thank you.

Pick out a worthy charity.

It's done.

Did you talk to Waverley?

Everything's in hand.

I wonder what happened to Mama Russia.

I think she's going to be queen of the Bastille.

Shame. I thought she was cute.

She'll love it.

What better than a captive audience?

Flight 902 awaits us, I think. I'm on that flight.

Good, then you can teach me about the market.

The stock market? Yes. You see, if I could pick on one good stock, very

very good.