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On December 25,an airplane was seen off the coast of Barcelona.

lt was flying alone.

The investigation reached high places and was responsible

for the fall of, at least one european government.

This movie is a fiction based on facts linked to the appearance

on Christmas morning of the empty airplane...

Here l am, end of the way, Naples, France, Spain,

Mexico. And now, Munich. Sebastianplatz l6.

Here lives Jakob Zouk, a crook and delinquent,

the only living person, besides me who knows the truth about

Gregory Arkadin.

My confidential report is completed.

l should receive 15.000 dollars, for the job,

but l believe l'll also get a bonus.

A knife in my back, for instance...

Zouk will get his first, unless l can save him.

Then, me. The greatest fool in the world.

Jakob Zouk!

Jakob Zouk!

Jakob Zouk...

l'm sorry, but you've got to talk to me. We have to

get out of here.

lf you don't move, you'll be killed..

l mean it. Murdered!

l'm a poor man, facing death.

Someone wants to kill me?

What a waste of time...

How about getting 500 marks?

And who are you? Santa Claus?

l'm the one who'll see that you don't get killed.

lf l save you, l'll save me. We have to stick together.

-Who are you? -My name is Van Stratten.

lt was in Naples that l heard, about Arkadin.

A guy named Bracco, told my girl, Mily.

Mily? Who are these people?

She was my girlfriend.

Bracco gave us two names and a way of getting rich...

Why would this Bracco do you a favor, if you didn't know him?

Maybe out of sympathy for me. He was dying.

l'm dying and got no sympathy for you...

l don't like you either. But l have to save your life.

lt all began one night, in the harbor of Naples.

Stop or l'll arrest you! Get him!

Who is this man? He did nothing wrong...

Call a doctor. Quick!

-Too late. -The police...

Keep them away.

l don't want to spend my last minutes with the cops.

l don't blame you...

-Wasn't it you, Guy? -Sure not! But how to prove it?

lt was another one who stabbed me. He escaped.

Come on! After him!

Go see what's happening.

-There he is! -After him!

Stop!

l'm Bracco. Don't tell the police. l'll get my revenge.

-Listen... -Keep calm.

You'll get rich. Don't have pity on him.

He'll pay you millions. Just do what l say.

Tell him Bracco told you all about his past.

Who is this man?

-The police! -Don't tell them anything...

-Will l also be arrested? -Shut up!

-l'll give you two names. -You must tell me everything.

l wouldn't give it to nobody. lt's worth millions.

You were kind to me. You'll get rich.

lt's Bracco! And the American. What's he doing here?

l was passing by. l've got a boat...

-Your papers? -They're on board.

l'll come with you.

Come here! l must tell you... lt's a secret. Tell him that...

you know everything about his past Remember. Keep it...

Such smart cops!

Remember the woman's name...

l smuggle cigarettes. She's got nothing to do with it.

What are you saying, Bracco?

-Dead? -What do you think?

He whispered something.

He was talking to you. What did he say?

lt was just a name... He was dying...

-What name? -Arkadin.

Gregory Arkadin.

Mily wasn't waiting for me outside the prison.

l traced her to Juan-les-Pins.

Smart girl! She carried out Bracco's instructions...

Arkadin was in town.

-Mily does a great show. -She's not here. There's a party.

What party?

The only one! Party means Gregory Arkadin!

No one would say who was he, or his money's origin.

He had a villa in Monte Carlo, A castle in Spain,...

a Rolls Royce with special horn, the world's biggest yach...t

and at least 3 passports.

Getting to him, as Bracco said, wasn't easy.

He was surrounded by bodyguards.

But he had a weak spot: his daughter, Raina.

He's very strict with her. She can't get in the yacht.

-How can l meet him? -So that you can meet the girl?

l'm here on business...

You want to reach him through his daughter?

You must be going mad...

Or...changing my luck...

She might be tough but she could lead me to her father.

She had an English boyfriend with one of those titles.

Marquis of Rutleigh. Her dad didn't approve of him.

-ls Mr. Arkadin here? -No...He's giving a party.

-ls there a phone over there? -Yes, sir...

There's a call for me, darling. What a nuisance...

All right...

-Would you like to dance? -l'm sorry, l can't.

-lt's a long distance call... -How do you know?

lt was l who placed it. Let's dance and save time.

Operator!

Miss Arkadin. Your father will be waiting for you in the car.

Better not be late...

-How did he know you were here? -He's got a big net of spies.

-When will l see you again? -l'm leaving for Spain, tomorrow.

-By plane? -On daddy's plane? Never...

-Are you driving? -l'm leaving early before dawn.

All right...

-That's him, in the car... -Your father?

-You'd better get inside. -Come on, girl...

-l'd rather he didn't see us. -All right.

l'm so sorry, my friend. l really am.

What a coincidence! l'm also leaving for Spain!

-Such a small world, isn't it? -Yes...

Hy, daddy. How was the party?

Good evening. ls Mr. Van Stratten there?

Well, if it's not my playboy, Guy Van Stratten...

-You... -l heard you outside.

What's this story about Spain?

What were you doing at that party?

lt was on Arkadin's yacht. Do you know what it means?

Good for you. We're crazy! None of us know whether

Bracco's tip is worth the risk. He's dead...

-l must tell you something. -Your table, sir...

-l'm coming. -Guy... He told me...

another name besides Arkadin. A woman's name.

Why didn't you tell me?

You were in jail! What was the use?

Three months apart. Won't you kiss me?

So, you were at Arkadin's party, weren't you?

-How was it? -There should've been some...

fifty girls... -He's going back to Spain.

lt seems he's giving a huge ball for the society.

Why don't you try and get an invitation?

-For a society ball? -For the yacht, you stupid...

-All right... -Try to get on board with him.

Use your charm to see what you can find out.

Mention Bracco's name, the woman's name...

-That's the trouble... -You forgot it?

Didn't hear it right... And soon afterwards he died.

l couldn't ask him to repeat it...

Tell Arkadin you have a friend who knew Bracco...

very well. Don't say my name.

Be careful, Guy!

Tell him a meeting can be arranged...

lt's different with me. l'm a woman, he's a man.

He's got many enterprises... l could pass for an intelligent...

guy who knows things about him.

Are you really going to Spain? My car broke down.

What about a lift?

ls that your technique?

-lt will be a long ride... -My lucky moment!

That's one of dad's secretaries There are many.

Some passed for vice-presidents others for...

masseurs, and that is Rico, who's in charge of women's...

phone numbers. Something l'm not supposed to know...

This is a real Spanish castle...

-Will you spend the night here? -l'll look for a hotel.

l'll show you the way.

-lt's either this or... -Or what?

l might have a headache, the car might leak...

and l'd be forced to sleep on the other side of the border.

-Here comes the Ogre. -Ogre?

That's how l call dad. Don't you read fairy tales?

Not many...

''l smell English blood. Dead or alive, l'll eat him!''

ls that the ogre? A kind of bogey man?

-lf you knew him, you'd see why. -Will l be eaten?

ls that him?

Yes. He's joining me for our famous mask ball.

-Sunday night? Great! -Why?

-We'll have almost a week... -For what?

-Getting better acquainted... -Don't tell me you'll stay?

-l'll be at the party. -l don't believe it!

-Why not? Do you know them all? -Of course not.

-You know me... -Do l?

Not yet, maybe, but soon...

-What's funny? -l like your self-assurance.

-l was looking for you... -There were secretaries.

-And stop smoking. -Because of Carnival?

l thought l'd only see masks on Sunday.

lt's a procession. Of penitents.

-Why? -Shut up and l'll explain.

Look. Some are barefoot. Others bring chains.

-Excuse me. -Thought you were looking for me.

-There's someone l know. -The girl on the sweater...

Mily? She's more a friend of your father's than mine.

lt's his type.

Thanks for getting away from your girlfriend.

Why don't you go back to the hotel?

What has she got besides the millions?

-Will you shut up? -What's got into these loonies?

-lt's a ritual. -l see. But why those outfits?

Penance. They are sorry for their sins.

They really must be...

-Have you talked to Arkadin? -Did l come here to see you?

l thought it over. l think we'd better forget everything.

-Guy! -l'm coming!

You'll get to his money by way of his daughter...

Take care or l might start talking.

l'm serious. lt would be about you, not Bracco.

-ls this a threat? -lt's a warning. Keep off her!

-Hi! What are you doing here? -l'm waiting...

-ln a place we can be seen? -You're late...

l know. Many secretaries. l'll call you as soon as l can.

Why not introduce me to him and put an end to this?

Because we're having fun and l want it to last.

You fool!

See! You've won!

-l knew it... -What have l won?

This...

Come on!

-Why the rush? -lt's full of secretaries there.

He acts like a jealous husband.

-He'll never let me marry. -Don't you worry about it.

-What do you mean? -l promise you.

l'll never ask you to marry me while l'm alive.

Gee...thanks...

-One moment, sir. -l beg your pardon...

Does Dr. Cardigan know you're using his invitation?

Come on Luigi, of course. Raina asked me to fetch him.

-Thanks. -This way. Put on the mask.

-Where is the ogre? -Who?

-Our host... -l'm hiding from him...

What do you mean?

l went out with his daughter so, l'm a ''persona non grata''.

lt looks like Halloween. And these Frankensteins?

Try to understand. They're visions from Goya's monsters.

-Who? -Do you know Goya?

Glad to meet you...

-Now what? -A tradition.

-Should l duel them? -No! Drink 3 vodkas e pass.

-Three vodkas? -No exceptions, sir.

Father wants his guests to be ready for party before him.

You may pass now. Try and make a good impression.

l'm sorry...

l saw you talking to the hostess, the young Arkadin.

l've met Raina, Mr. Ark...

No introductions. lt's a maskball.

-Have you known her long? -We've met a few times...

Many strange people try to meet her.

Fortune hunters, adventurers, you know the types...

-Of course... -l imagined you did...

l'm going to show you something.

Maybe it'll interest you. Do you know where we are?

Shut the door. This is Raina's room.

-Very beautiful... -Her bed.

l left this here so she could have a look at it later.

You may see it, if you wish.

Confidential report. With my name on it.

My name is Van Stratten...

According to the report, you were born George Streitheimer.

Streiter! My father's name was Streiter.

His identity seems to never have been clarified.

Read it! Raina will read it after the party's over.

lt seems the party's already over, Mr. Arkadin.

-Who's done this job? -Private investigators.

A very big investment on a mere gigolo...

My daughter is very important for me...

So, l'm an adventurer, right? What about you?

Would you like to have your life investigated?

What are you doing in my bedroom?

l want you to understand what your friend has to say.

lt's true. l've smuggled cigarettes and even gold.

But what about all mighty Gregory Arkadin?

What if someone makes a report on you, sir?

All the dirt. From Bracco downwards!

-l'm ashamed... -That's right...

Do you think that like this... Guy! Come back here!

No speeches. A toast on Georgian style, Luigi.

-How did you recognize me? -l know you.

Raise your glasses, friends. Before that, a story.

''l had a dream. l was on a graveyard. The tombs had...

strange marks...1822 to 1826. 1930 to 1934.

A short lapse between birth and death.

There was an old man. l asked him why did he live...

so long while the others died so young.

lt's not that they died young. lt's not their ages...

on the tombs, rather the time they kept a friendship.''

A toast to friendship!

-What happened? -You deserve a beating!

-Why? -Never mind.

l'm fed up with jail. What did you say to Arkadin?

-l haven't seen him here. -Did you tell him about me?

-Why should l? -He hired detectives.

l've got nothing to do with it!

You wanted to be between Raina and me. You've succeeded.

-Where are you going? -l'm leaving.

-Can l come with you? -l'm heading far from here.

l never spoke to him about you. l remembered the other name.

The woman's name Bracco told you?

-Will you take me with you? -Don't get smart.

All right. lt was ''Sophie''.

-Sophie what? -Can't remember. Sounds Russian.

Hello!

l know Van Stratten is there Can l speak to him?

-A secretary... -Secretary?

Arkadin's.

Mr. Van Stratten?

Mr. Arkadin wants to talk to you. l'll put him through.

lt's about business

l said that l want to talk to you about business.

l am waiting.

-Mr. Arkadin expects you. -Thank you.

Now l'll tell you about the scorpion who wanted to cross...

a river and asked a frog to carry him through. The frog...

refused, saying: ''lf l take you you'll sting me and...

l will die! That's illogical'', said the...

scorpion. lf l sting you l will drown.

The frog was convinced and put the scorpion on his back.

ln the river, he felt a pain on his back and understood...

that the scorpion had stung him.

While they drowned, the frog said: ''Where's the logic?''

The scorpion said: ''Couldn't avoid it. lt's my character...''

Let's drink to character!

Mr. Arkadin asks you to wait for him outside.

This way, please...

l thought we were going to discuss business...

Your business. You said you would do a report on me.

-l've heard about you... -Where?

Where did you get information?

ln Naples, with Bracco. Dying, he spoke about you.

And your secrets. He was stabbed.

Stabbed? By you?

-l'm no murderer. -Just a fool.

l don't ask your price because you have nothing to sell.

l'll make you an offer. l'll give you something to sell.

And l'll pay you for it.

You've threatened me with a secret that doesn't exist.

Here's my gift. The great secret of my life.

My secretaries work here lt's a private area.

Tell me. lf l had anything to hide, what would it be?

Any idea?

-There must be something! -Why?

Why don't you let yourself be photographed?

Sometimes l do. But l break the picture.

And the photographer's head also...l'm strong!

-How old do you think l am? -l don't know...

Neither do l...That's my secret. l don't know...

Do you think l'm crazy?

No. And l don't think you've called me to guess your age.

Do you know something that the army calls...

intelligence check?

A kind of investigation, right?

l'm interested in the air base your army builds in Portugal.

And you want the contract?

You're afraid an investigation might ruin your plans...

You want me to help you to cover up some items...

Are you asking me or threatening me?

l'm just guessing...

Why do you think you can trust me?

Because l know you'll do as l tell you.

You're a fool, not an idiot. And l'm generous.

-Generous...this means... -10.000 dollars, tax-free...

You can have it in gold in Lichtenstein.

-Make it 20.000. -You don't know what's for sale.

l may find out... 15.000.

l want your ability to move on the underworld.

Make an investigation and bring me a report.

-Report on what? -Gregory Arkadin.

All about Gregory Arkadin.

l'm serious. l want you to investigate me.

-What are you so afraid of? -l'm not sure...

l swear on my mothers tomb, l wish l knew.

You're afraid that if l don't the army won't find it either?

l'll tell you a poetic story about the winter of 1927.

On a snowy night, l found myself in Zurich.

l had nothing but the only suit l was wearing and a wallet...

with 200 000 swiss francs. With it my fortune was built.

-l promised l'd be poetic... -Well?

-Who was she? -The question is who was l.

Okay, Mr. Arkadin, Who were you?

That's it... What happened before the winter of 27?

Where did l come from? That's my secret.

You are the first to learn it.

-l don't know who l am. -Amnesia.

-lf it was that serious... -What do you mean?

lf you forgot everything before 1927, how come you

know your name's Arkadin? lt could be Arkadean, Arkadini,...

Arkapopolos or Smithee!

-You fool. l know my name. -Who says so?

-l say so! -Who are you? You don't know it...

-l'll pay you to find it out. -The name got stuck on your mind

Maybe it's somebody you killed for 200 000 francs.

Do you think that's how l got the money?

Maybe you stole it! How should l know?

ls Guy there?

Mr. Van Stratten is gone.

He left the country, Raina.

lf you paid him l'll never forgive you father!

l thought there was something else. l didn't believe...

you'd blackmail me. Here's to character...

l need the money for the expenses...

My trip took me from Helsinki to Tunis, Brussells,...

Amsterdam, Geneva, Zurich Trieste, Marseille,Copenhagen,...

l spoke to every crook who was around in 1927.

and many other characters...

l claimed l was a journalist. l got to Sir Joseph, a former...

chief of intelligence, who gave me my first tip.

Sir Joseph is not well, but out of respect for your magazine,...

he wrote down these statements. He's not to be quoted.

''G. Arkadin is one of the worst adventurers on high finances.

Unscrupulous. l investigated his past during the war.

You can compare him to a pirate. A typical man of his era...

of dissolution and crisis. Earlier activity in Warsaw.

Prof. Radzinski, in Copenhagen, might tell you more.''

Why me? l'm on entertainment now. l don't know...

what you're talking about Only fleas interest me.

-ls that all? -We're rehearsing.

l've got to prepare for the show. l have no time.

-Fleas don't like smoke! -At least try to remember...

Have you seen a football match? Come on! Come on now!

Attention! Here's the kickoff. Come on! Come on...

Come on! Ah!

Here's August, the goalkeeper. Come, August. Catch it!

Why would a man run away from Poland?

My country's given his people many reasons for that.

You were the most famous con-men in Europe.

Not so loud!

Why should l lower my voice when you don't offer me...

cooperation...

Feeding time.

Come, professor, try to remember.

A police case in Warsaw, a woman called Sophie.

Can't you find another pole? Tadeus, the smuggler.

-l know, in Tangier! -Why not him?

-He's too young. -He knows everything about crooks.

They're around him like fleas. But the fleas are smarter...

My friend is in Tangier. She'll go after him...

Come now! About Sophie...

Sophie...She should be legalized by now...

-Why do you think so? -Simple. She was smart.

Do you know why the cops are famous for being dumb?

Because they don't have to be anything else.

Crooks are not the worst. They're just the stupidest.

-The fleas of the world. -And murder?

After 20.000 years this is still a matter for amateurs.

Mily, in her cruise, stopped in Tangier, to see Tadeus.

Tadeus! l'm Guy's friend! We used to meet in Tangier.

-That's all for now. -You must remember me...

Remembering beautiful women can be very expensive...

-The japanese comrades... -l can't help them.

Van Stratten? ls he in a new boat?

lt's not business. We want a favor from you.

-l never do favors. -Just informations about Poland.

Never give...

Poland...

lt won't cost you a thing...

There's a man in Amsterdam, Burgomil Trebitsch.

-We're not going to Amsterdam. -You and Van Stratten?

l'm not with him anymore. l'm on a cruise.

Enjoy yourself.

Trebitsch. l'll remember it. Thank you, Tadeus.

You're welcome.

Here...

This is a telescope... For 1 10 guilder.

lt can be fixed with a tape.

You were going to tell me about Sophie, remember?

Sophie Radzwitz... a very nice girl...

l owe her my reputation...

The telescope comes with a case.

What happened to her? Where is she?

-Where is everybody? -ls she alive?

lf you don't want the case l can sell it without it.

But, of course, the price is higher.

-You didn't answer my question. -You didn't buy my telescope.

But l will...l will buy it.

What will you tell me?

Those girls were the ruin of Sophie.

-Girls? -This is what l was looking for.

The police hired them to watch her dance school.

-Dance school? -Don't you want a fishbowl?

-l've already bought a telescope! -You haven't paid it.

We can always discuss the price, my dear.

What dance school was this? Tell me about Sophie.

l never give out information. Not even about the dead.

ln my business l must be cautious. What you're buying

is a telescope.

l was almost taking the bowl, but since Sophie is dead...

-Who told you? -ls she alive?

She escaped from the police when the gang split.

Tell me. What did this gang do?

White slavery?

Warsaw was the center of this before the last war.

l've got something for you.

l don't want to buy anything else!

lt's about those girls.

-What girls? -The spies l told you about.

One of them showed up here, during the occupation.

What's her name? l'm paying you!

She was a heroine of the Resistance, linked to politicians.

She spent the night here, in 42. We spoke about Warsaw...

The baroness can tell you all about Sophie.

And where is this baroness?

-Baroness Magel. -But where does she live?

Here's the telescope. l hope you value it...

Value it? Without lenses?

-What do you expect for 200? -200?

You can buy lenses... Ah!, Gusti, Kelly, Mitza...

You can pay me in dollars. l offer good taxes.

Guilder. l have to tax you for the damage...

Damage?

The curtains can be fixed, and the crocodile. But the bowl

is ruined. Remember the name? Nagel. N-A-G-E-L.

ls that all l'll get?

Baroness Nagel. B-A-R...

l can spell! l want to know where l can find her.

l swear to you from the bottom of my heart that...

l haven't the least idea of where she might be.

Not even what happened to her.

l lost my contact with Mily. She continued the cruise.

Maybe she's going after Arkadin's money...

in her own way...

-What are you doing in my cabin? -You'd rather come to mine?

-What for? -You might like to be alone.

-Ah, of course...the message. -Have some champagne.

lt's my friend who wants to talk to you. Not me.

-Van Stratten? -You know everything...?

-Everything that interests me. -Bracco, for instance?

Guy told me. Money laundry weapons...

The guns you sold to China didn't even shoot...

-ls he a communist? -Are you kidding?

So why the complaint?

Nobody is complaining. He's fulfilling that...

crazy task you gave him. You haven't answered my

question about Bracco.

Bracco...l've heard that name. When did you see him?

He was killed on the harbor in Naples, ltaly.

What else do you know?

That you helped the nazis in Vichy...

Your champagne...

The nazis gave you money to invest in South America

after the war. No receipts. Now the families can't...

prove that the money belongs to them...

And Mussolini. The roads you built in Ethiopia.

No water, no food. Guy told me more than 100 died.

You know you're attractive, in a certain way...

After one loses his fear of you...

-But why that awful beard? -To scare people away.

When did you let it grow? 1927?

Did he find out anything?

-We know where you're from. -Where am l from?

-Warsaw. -What was that?

Warsaw is a city in Poland.

Shut up!

-l knew it already. -Guy saw a tailor in Zurich.

What?

The man who made your first suit, when you got there.

He's dead!

Maybe you don't remember him, but he remembers you.

He noticed the tag when you entered his shop.

Tag?

The tailor's tag. Your suit was made in Warsaw.

That's where you came from.

Guy will never get to Poland. He won't get a visa.

Many poles have left the country, recently.

Refugees? They are all over the world.

Guy will speak to a lot of them...

-Where? -Wherever you say, Mr. Arkadin...

Everywhere. Around the world.

Baroness Nagel wouldn't go back to Poland...

Try London.

Nagel? She was decorated by our people and the French.

Nagel? l think she's in Paris.

She works for a fashion house. Dior. She's a ''vendeuse''.

-A what? -A saleslady.

l don't think you'll find her...

Does she live here? Of course You were here the other day.

Sorry, but she's coming home late. She went out for dinner.

Thank you. l think she is with the man who brought her...

flowers the day after you came here...

A tall man with a beard.

The underworld in Warsaw?

lt's true that, for some time, l was familiar with it.

-lt wasn't all that fun... -Criminals never are...

They're failures. The ones who get rich don't see it like this.

lt's an occupation, not a problem.

-To crime! -You want to hear about Sophie.

She was the most important criminal in Poland.

-We put her out of business. -We?

We the young girls...

l won't lie to you saying that it wasn't a thrilling job.

ln my case, my family needed the money.

We were used as... How do you say it? Baits?

-To get proofs. -lt was a dirty job.

The gang passed for a dance school.

The girls knew the tango, that means they came from...

South America. l'm glad l did something to put an end to it.

Sophie escaped?

She has been living abroad, in the same style.

-What's her last name? -She married.

-What's her married name? -You're curious...

To answer it, l must ask permission to my boss.

Boss? You work in a clothing shop.

-Do you sell her dresses? -She is a good client.

-Does she go there a lot? -Everytime she comes to Paris.

Coming from where?

l'm not supposed to tell you.

l thought Argentina was strict with the criminals.

Not Argentina. Nor Chile.

Don't you think you can catch me that easily.

With 200 dollars, l think l can catch you, baroness.

Make it 500. lt's more appealing.

300 are appealing enough.

Write down her married name and her address.

Then we'll exchange thoughts...

First, a little more of gypsy music. And you...

buy me another bottle of champagne.

Then, for the fun of it you'll show me the money.

-As you wish. -No, l can't. Really.

l hate information sellers. l was asked the same question.

-What? -Yes, about Sophie.

Digging the past is most disagreeable.

Take this as a gift.. What does she mean to me?

You won't oppose to my fulfilling my agreement.

Read what's written.

-lt was Van Stratten? -Yes.

-l'm a fool. -Why?

Fool is a man who pays twice for the same thing.

He and the baroness... Why did Arkadin gave her...

the same task he gave me?

l hope she hasn't told him where to find Sophie.

l've got to get to Mexico before him. lt's a race, now,...

for Raina...

l expected a message from Mily. lt's been a long time.

No messages, sir. But there's someone to see you.

-Will you buy me a drink? -Come on...

l don't want to be disturbed.

There's someone else expecting you...

You have been avoiding me. Why?

-lt's not because of my father? -No. l was in Belgrade, Zurich.

-Why these travels? -My work...

For my father? Strange... l thought l saw him here.

-That doesn't make sense... -You don't trust me, do you?

-That's why l avoided you. -You need to feel trusted?

Funny. So does my father.

-Why funny? -Nobody in his right mind would...

trust either of you...

Raina! What are you doing here?

That's my question, dad. What are you doing here?

You couldn't know l was coming. Not even l knew it...

-l've got business... -You gave me your word!

He gave me his word he would never see you again.

And swore he wouldn't accept your money...

-How cheap did you get? -Well, Van Stratten...

-No! l asked! -15.000, if you want to know...

Spare us from your melodrama, the innocent daughter with...

a bachelor in a hotel. l came pick up my bags. l'm leaving.

-15.000 dollars... -Every man has his price.

And what's yours, Arkadin? 200.000 Swiss francs?

That's the origin of his fortune. 15.000, are the origin of mine.

-l won't give you the money. -l need it to marry...

-your daughter... -Marry you?

He must also have started in a dirty way. l'll find out!

And when l do, maybe l'll become another Arkadin.

See Raina? Your love is a blackmailer!

Me, in love with him?

l was hired by your father to investigate his past.

lt was his idea, not mine.

-lt doesn't look like blackmail -You're not in love...

You made him promise he wouldn't look for me.

l never promised that! l'll see you whenever l wish!

-But you're leaving... -A short trip.

Maybe the last. You're going to Spain, aren't you?

l'll meet you there when l come back from Mexico.

l wish you'd stop following me, dad. l'm tired...

of living the life of a rich gypsy...

Let's not argue in front of him. Do as you wish.

-You came to Paris because... -Because l said l wanted to.

l hoped to see Guy...

lt seems things are getting out of control...

The baroness gave me the name of Sophie's husband.

Oskar. An addict .My next source of information.

l was hired to play on a cruise. l don't know how...

l'll stand it, alone, here.

-l got your heroin. Now talk. -ls this your way? l won't talk!

-Were you married to her? -l still am!

She's married to some big shot here in Mexico.

So she's not divorced? That's bigamy!

-ls it bigamy? -l won't talk!

Very well. You'll stay here until you change your mind.

What do you want to hear?

l want to know all about Sophie's gang.

-All that happened. -First you'll have to kill me.

Probably...

l didn't have to kill him. He opened his mouth and...

told me her marriage wasn't legal.

He told me all about her and her connection with Arkadin.

Passport, please.

-l'll return it at the airport. -Give me some time to pack.

-Someone to see you. -Who?

-General Martinez's wife. -Sophie?

-Do you know her? -Not exactly...

But you will, very soon...

Sit. You'll board in 1 hour. What do you have to say?

Not much, Mrs. Radzwitz...

Mrs. Jesus Martinez. This is my husband.

l think Oskar told you that the general is my husband...

-Didn't mean to embarrass you. -Don't worry, mister...

l was never married to Oskar. He's old and dug his grave.

He doesn't make much money on his job, so l...

let him use my name. Just the necessary to keep...

his self-respect...

-And you, mister? -l'm the one to ask!

-You're being sent out of the country, Mr. Smarty!

l can't stand people like this. Why disturb poor Oskar?

l'm involved in na investigation!

lnvestigation!

Why not take care of your life and leave the others alone?

l'm married. l have business. Everything there was against...

me, is buried long.

So, what do you want?

To check some names from your days in Warsaw.

Did you get them from Oskar?

Yes. Athabadze...Jakob Zouk, a wooden-legged l saw...

being killed in Naples.

ls it true?

Probably came from the Balkans. He knifed a guy named Bracco...

and tried to shoot the cops.

-lf he knifed this... -Bracco...

-Why would he use a gun? -l never thought about it...

-You've got the names. So? -Tell me about Athabadze.

Was he an admirer, a passion?

-What about him? -What did you think of him?

l was madly in love with him, mister!

-Why bother? -l work for him.

-He has another name, now. -Of course...Gregory Arkadin.

-You knew it? -For a long time.

Bring me the photograph albums.

You never said a word? You should know the value...

-of this information... -Money, l don't need it...

And if l did, it wouldn't be of this kind.

Not that he doesn't owe me.

-He owes me! -200.000 Swiss francs?

-ln gold... -He borrowed that money?

lf that's how he remembers it... Give me the older one.

Come here.

Oskar...

He let his beard grow after he left you...

He had a beard when l saw him in Monte Carlo...

l knew him. This was years later...

Sitting next to me, he didn't recognize me. How could he?

Not that he hadn't changed, but the beard...

l didn't understand...

Maybe it's because of his daughter. l don't know...

So he has a daughter? Who did he marry?

Someone in Berlin. She died when Raina was born.

l only saw him at the casino. When he made his way...

to the roulette, someone said: ''There goes the famous Arkadin.''

That's how l came to know what had happened to my...

boyfriend and my money.

l wanted to ask him: ''Where's the money you stole...

from me, from my drawer? Maybe the great Mr. Arkadin...

could return it to me...''

But l didn't...

He had that old hurt, lonely look in his eyes.

l remembered how we had fun, together...

He was winning. l played his numbers and was winning, too.

Much more than what he had taken from me, years ago...

He wasn't interested. So l kept quiet. He had such a hard...

time trying to be a new person, why should l spoil it?

l had recovered my money from 20 years before...

You may go now, mister!

And when you see your boss, tell him to leave me alone.

You don't want him to worry about you?

Why should he worry? A billionaire, with a new name.

Oskar on drugs. Let them have what they need...

Your turn, darling...

Yes?

Mr.Arkadin on the line.

And so, Van Stratten?

lt couldn't be better. l've found out all about you.

What?

The dirt before 27.

-Can you prove it? -On a long distance call?

Come see me.

l must speak to you now!

But l'm in Mexico...

You didn't know l was here? ls this your first trip to Mexico?

-lt looks quite comfortable... -This part of the hotel is mine...

-l suppose you own the hotel. -To tell you the truth...

-What did she say? -Chiquita wants to go skiing.

lt's a fun sport. l would like to try it myself, sometime.

You'd be lovely in skis.

Would l look funny?

l'll photograph you and you can judge for yourself...

-He would look like Neptune -Who?

Neptune, god of the seas...

-Did you know that? -No.

l thought so.

l'm leaving. Sell the Mexican pesos and buy...

Chilean. Buy a gift for Chiquita...

-l found Sophie... -Sophie...

She's married, but one Oskar is her legal husband.

He's blackmailing her... lt's all in my report.

l don't care for your report.

You don't? You are paying me for it, remember?

-Tell me what you know. -ln Warsaw, Sophie had...

9 men working for her. 4 are dead, 2 behind the...

lron Curtain, Oskar is here, Jakob Zouk is in...

Germany. The other one...

This one. Tell me about him.

-You wanted to go skiing... -Any proof?

l'll take your picture. l forgot you hate them...

-Don't try to be funny. -lt is funny!

You were born in Tiplis. Your name is Vasil Athabadze.

-Who said so? -Oskar...

Are you telling me l belong to that gang?

You belong to Sophie.

This man in Germany, can he identify me?

Zouk is safe. He is in jail.

Speaking of jail. Those men are waiting for you.

Tell them l'm busy.

lt's the police and they want to take you to the plane.

Another thing. What you found out about me, don't tell...

-my daughter. Your word on it? -What's my word worth?

You don't know what is to have conscience and no memory.

Feel ashamed for something you don't even remember...

On my way to Germany l stopped in Spain to see Raina.

l was going to Germany for Christmas, but dad is there,...

so l came here.

Your father in Germany? He's inspecting me...

You know father... Counter- espionage, mystery,...

he's Russian, after all. That's the breath of life for him.

Why do you think he's Russian?

-l'm his daughter... -He doesn't know who he is!

-lt's true! -Did he tell you that?

The famous amnesia...

ln 1927 he was in Zurich without knowing where he came from.

When l got to Munich another surprise awaited me.

-Police. -What do you want?

We are interested on a murder that took place in ltaly.

A knifing?

-May you tell us how you knew it? -l was there...

He died in front of me...

The ltalian police sent us a picture of the victim.

You shouldn't have told him...

Such an old story. lt's been clarified. Let me go.

Arkadin is giving a party and l...

Gregory Arkadin?

-That one... -He's giving a party...

Give him the wrong directions.

-You're not going to the hotel? -Yes, l am. l've changed my mind.

We'll take the photos to Mr. Arkadin's apartment.

He said: ''Enjoy the party.''

-Christmas Merry! -Merry Christmas!

-You should say Merry Christmas. -Gentlemen! Thank you.

Yes, l already know it...

-Merry Christmas! -Are you kidding?

-And the man you came to see? -You know Zouk is gone.

Gone? Escaped?

He's dying, they let him loose. He is on Sebastianplatz 16.

Now l only have you to worry about.

l'm not the only one...

What about Sophie? And Oskar?

Operator? l'd like to place na international call.

Mrs. Sophie Martinez, in Mexico...

A gentleman left this for you.

Thank you.

-Yes? -Did you see the photo?

Not yet? Pay attention. We think you knew the victim.

-Van Stratten? -Yes?

-That call you placed for Mexico...

What call?

lt seems he wanted to speak to a certain Mrs. Martinez.

-Why did you call Sophie? -Just a hunch...

-So? -She is not available.

lt seems she died.

Maybe you'd like to speak to somebody in the house...

Of course.

Hang up, please. You don't have to call Mexico.

What happened to Sophie? Like Mily? With a knife?

And Oskar? l was thinking of calling him...

-What for? -To wish him Merry christmas...

You'd waste your time.

The police shot a man thinking he'd killed Bracco!

He was killed by someone whom he was blackmailing!

-Your theory... -l could prove it, if the...

blackmailers weren't dead.

They're all dead, Mr. Van Stratten.

Even poor Mily. For taking a message.

She was in it with you.

She didn't even know that Sophie and Bracco had met.

What?

Sophie knew everything and didn't care.

She'd say:'' Live and let live.''

Why didn't you tell me before?

l didn't know she was in danger.

That was obvious...

Bracco, Mily, Sophie and Oskar.

-There's only Zouk now. -Did you count right?

To you, Van Stratten...

But why? Why would he be killing everybody...

who knows about his ridiculous little secret?

Maybe it's because of Raina! He's afraid that she...

finds all out! And you're the next one. He let it out,...

when l unmasked him.

l'll only be saved if l save you. Hiding you!

You're the last member of the gang, still alive!

Gang... l've been in so many other gangs...

l knew Athabadze. Now he changed his name.

Go ahead. Rip his money from him. Because of that...

l should be dragged into the cold?

He's coming here. l gave him your address!

Before l knew he was the murderer.

-Can you prove? -Prove?

You've got to have good proofs against such a man.

Sophie and Oskar had their throats cut in Mexico!

l've just learned it!

-Go on, laugh... -l'm coughing.

Go on coughing. Die, if that's what you want!

l'm young, l don't want to die!

Where l'm going, no one will disturb me. l'm not afraid,...

-but you are! Run! -Where to?

-lt's a big world, this one. -Not when Arkadin is after you.

Besides, he owns half of it.

What do you want from me?

You were in Warsaw. You're the only survivor.

As long as l keep you alive...

He's here. We've got to get out of here and hide!

-Come! -Give me my blanket!

Come! There must be something you dreamed of in jail!

Not on Christmas night! What are you doing?

-We've got to get out! -Not that way...

-Where? -That way.

l'll get you anything, Zouk.

Cooperate with me.

Let me get my trousers.

-What for? -l won't leave without them...

Come on!

l'm indecent! ln this weather, l'll catch a cold!

He's coming up. l've got to hide you!

l don't know anybody here...

He'll think you escaped!

What will he think seeing me dancing in my underwear?

And the police? l'm on parole!

l'll end up going back to jail!

Shut up!

This door is unlocked!

-Yes, but who's inside? -Never mind. Get in!

My trousers...

Quick! Get in the bed! Here and lock the door!

l want to listen to the band...

-Did you hear what he said?

l haven't listened to it for 1 4 years.

-Come to bed! -This too...1 4 years...

Too late...

l've just arrived. Haven't seen him yet!

Wrong room...Zouk lives in the attic.

There's just a woman inside.

Can't you see l've company? Get out or l'll call the police.

-Back to the party? -Party?

Oh, your party...of course...

-l must go up, first. -Speak to Jakob Zouk?

Go on. Go speak to him.

-He's shaking. -lt's cold. There's no heat.

And the rent they charge...

How much would it cost to move?

-l owe 3 weeks... -How much?

150 marks, something around it.

-Here's 1000. -Thank you, sir.

-Thank you... -Nobody home?

That's it, nobody...

What's so funny?

Old age...old age...

Merry Christmas!

-What did you tell him? -We spoke of the cold...

And you? What did you say?

-l only wanted... -We must leave here at once.

-You promised me anything. -You'll have it.

For 1 4 years l dreamt of it in jail. Get it for me.

What is it?

Goose liver.

Fresh, warm, with mashed potatoes, apples and onions.

Merry Christmas!

A goose? On Christmas eve? The usual way? Never!

Leave me alone or l'll quit!

-So? -Bad luck. Too late.

-l see. Thank you. -No goose, l go back home...

What about a great roast beef?

Or some stuffed turkey?

-Goose liver. -You see? Arkadin...

l don't care. He didn't even recognize me...

Are you sure?

He didn't say a word...

Go back and keep the door locked!

You never know. He might have followed us!

-l'll give you one hour... -All right...

lf you're not back with my goose liver...

-Fresh and warm... -With potatoes and apples...

What is this? Hei, mister!

lf you don't unlock it l'll scream for help!

Help!

You win. The door is unlocked.

But if you don't behave, no goose liver...

-Understand? -l'll give you one hour...

-Do you have goose liver? -Sorry. We're closing...

-What are you doing, now? -Shopping, Just that.

You cannot park here, sir.

Get in. We're blocking the street.

They'll take care of you in this restaurant.

Why don't you come in? You don't want to be seen with me?

Many others have been seen with you.

Bracco, for instance, when he died...

Sophie and Oskar, in Mexico. Mily was your girlfriend...

-lt's true, but... -lt's a danger to be with you.

-You had it all planned. -l knew what l wanted.

That's our difference. There are those who give and those.

who ask. Those who don't mind giving and those who don't...

dare to ask. You dared, but wasn't sure of what you wanted.

Now there's nothing more you can hope from me.

Not even threatening. Nor money nor my daughter.

Not even your life.

Give the gentleman his goose liver.

Finally got it. Wake up! Here's what you waited for...

Zouk!

-Follow him. -As you wish...

A sanctuary? Pray for both of us.

l had to go somewhere. They tried to run me over.

Can't go back to the hotel. You know there's a corpse there.

l have no amnesia.

Your affliction might be useful when you speak to the police.

The police? About you? Raina's father?

You think l could do that?

l no longer think of you, too.

You don't think of anything else. Except me, you and Raina.

We three are tied up together, aren't we?

-She's what matters. -Just what she thinks of you!

Maybe she'd be better off without either one of us.

She'll be safe, with me.

Nobody is safe with blackmailers...

-Where are you going? -Where l feel safe.

l have a seat in a plane. The last seat.

Where to?

You have a castle in Spain Mr. Arkadin.

l'll be safe, there with your daughter!

-To the airport, quick! -But, sir...

-Arkadin's orders! -Yes, sir.

Here's Mr.Arkadin's secretary.

l'm sorry, sir. l've told you we're booked up.

You must do something!

Mr. Arkadin is on his way there and must board that plane.

We're booked up, sir! lt's Christmas!

Listen. One of the passengers is a Mr. Guy Van Stratten.

Get him off the plane. He works for Mr. Arkadin.

But he has a reservation...

-l want to send a telegram. -One moment, please.

Mr. Arkadin is the leading shareholder in your airline.

l'm sorry, sir. An airline is a public service.

Who do you think you're dealing with? lncompetent!

Announcing departure of flight 16 to Barcelona and Madrid.

Did you send my telegram to Spain?

Yes, sir. Will you come with me? Someone wants to see you.

-And my flight? -lt won't take long.

There's nothing this late.

-l want your seat. -And see Raina before l do?

You try to keep her away from me so she won't know who you are.

-How much for your seat? -Too late. Too many are dead.

Zouk is dead in my hotel room. Someone will have...

to pay for it and it will not be me.

You think she'll believe you? When she hears my story...

She'll hear mine first.

l'm sorry, Mr. Arkadin. l wish l could help you.

l must get on board!

Listen! l must get on board that plane!

l'll pay anything. l'll make out the check now!

l'll pay in dollars, in any currency!

50 million marks for a seat!

l am Gregory Arkadin!

And l'm Santa Claus!

-l'll pay in any currency! -Merry Christmas!

Raina Arkadin is on the airport waiting for Van Stratten.

Don't allow it! l must speak to her before he does!

She's there! Bring her to the radio, quick!

-Raina! -Why all this?

-Your father. Something urgent. -Listen to me before...

-Relax... -Miss Arkadin...

-What's the problem? -He's in a chartered plane.

-Miss. -Would you please..?

-Mr. Arkadin said...l'm sorry... -Go away! You too!

l want you to pretend that l've told you something.

Why don't you tell me? Why pretend?

The police will come after me!

That's the problem...

lt's him! lf he thinks l've told you he won't do anything...

against me or that would prove it is the truth!

Why use me to trick him?

Because you're all that matters to him, now.

-You and what you think of him. -You want me to break his heart?

-l want to save my life. -You have to come, miss.

l must speak to my daughter!

He's flying all by himself in a chartered plane.

He sounds agitated. You'd better talk to him.

l must speak to my daughter!

-Yes, father? Have you seen Van Stratten?

-Say yes! -Yes, just now...

Don't listen to what he says! Please! Wait!

-Tell him it's too late! -lt's too late!

Father!

Why don't you answer?

Father!

Father!

Father!

Wait! Look!

ls it true?

Arkadin's plane is flying by itself!

To save your life l had to kill my father...

-Anything else you want? -Do you want the truth?

He was...

he was capable of anything...

A long time ago he was someone less than Arkadin.

He wouldn't bear having you know about it.

He was somewhat like me.

l should have killed him.

He would have done it to you.

-Maybe l should come with her.

Doesn't she want to be alone?

-l know l want to... -l can imagine.

Of course, it's rather awful but, to tell...

Rather awful?

She loved him, but he loved her in a very strange way...

-She's better off without him. -And without me.

-''Rather awful''. -What did you say?

l lose the girl l love, who's just inherited 100 million...

and you say ''rather awful''?

Beat it, your lordship before l punch you in the nose!

You might get punched back too, you know?

l know. That's why l'd rather be alone.

-What are you going to do now? -Drive somewhere...

l'll do the driving.