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Hello? Is anyone there?

Are you there?

No one else had access to the crime scene.

No one else had a motive.

I'm afraid my conclusions in this case

are as cast iron as they come.

Now, do you have anything to say in your defense?

And that is why you're not coming to dinner.

But if you're a good boy,

I'll let you have the other slipper for breakfast.

Well, there aren't many places I can go these days

where I'm not recognized.

Anyway, I read the script

and I told him it's average, but

Oh, Walter, look the poor dear.

Well, does the Daily Post want the good stuff or not?

I think the truth of Betty Hathaway

is a far more compelling story.

Charming.

Could you read the time?

It's about half four.

Which half?

Half past.

Are you trying to tell me it's 4:30?

Yes, half past four.

Well, why didn't you say so?

We better scoot.

I tell you, Walter, it's a funny thing

when you realize you're famous.

One minute you're quite ordinary,

able to go anywhere you want,

and the next you're famous.

You can't go anywhere- - So famous.

Without people stopping you,

people asking you for things.

Ah, Miss Hathaway.

Robert, darling.

A fruitful afternoon.

Oh, I'll need a new suitcase just to get all this home.

That soak was simply precious.

It's a souk, not a soak.

Yes, as I said.

Ms. Sharawi.

Mr. Cunningham, continuing to capture

the beating heart of Cairo.

Ah, there's beauty everywhere I look.

Walter, you're making me blush.

Please be seated.

Is Meghan not with you?

She peeled off sometime after the third stall.

But she did assure us she'd be with us at five o'clock.

The Nile will dry up before my daughter arrives

as promised.

And yet, Papa, here I am.

Ah.

The Nile is safe for another day.

Well, let's hope it sees out the week.

Robert, are we expecting a sixth?

We are. A special guest is to join us.

Not someone to upstage me, I hope.

You know her, Walter.

She made headlines across Britain

when she solved the Lewis Findley murder.

Miranda Green is to dine with us?

The one and only.

And ladies and gentlemen, may I present

Ms. Miranda Green.

Good evening, Ambassador.

Everyone.

This is my daughter, Meghan.

Pleasure.

Miss Betty Hathaway.

Oh, the star of the "Blue Canary."

How exciting. I saw it just last month.

Okay, she can stay.

Mr. Walter Cunningham, the Daily Post

here to cover the Cairo exploits of Miss Hathaway.

I'm familiar with your work.

Like yours, Ms. Green.

And Leila Sharawi, my translator.

Well, thank you, Ambassador.

I must admit I'm a little daunted

to be dining in such a esteemed company.

Well, not more daunted surely

than the last time you were invited to dine

with a bunch of strangers.

Look how that worked out for you.

Fame! Glory!

Murder.

A man died, Ambassador.

Oh, please call me Robert.

My apologies.

My late mother was the only one

who could tolerate my father's twisted sense of humor.

Well, the only killer here is the shawarma, honey.

So, what brings you to Cairo, Ms. Green?

Miranda, please.

Well, as Robert said, I had quite the experience back home,

followed by an awful lot of attention.

I owned a small floristry shop, you see?

So I was very easy to find,

especially by the press. Vultures, all of them.

We're not all bad.

Oh gosh.

No offense intended.

None taken.

Please, continue.

Well, I thought I better get away

to start a new chapter of my life.

So I sold the shop and thought,

why not come and see the pyramids?

On your own?

What an adventure.

Don't you go getting any ideas.

Well, I'm not entirely alone.

I have my dog Blunder with me.

Let's have one of mine.

The ambassador would like a bottle of wine from his own reserve.

Good job Leila's here.

You'd think I'd have picked up a word or two by now,

but not a sausage.

I was robbed at the Oscars last year.

I mean.

I said to my agent, don't worry, there's next year.

And the year after.

May I?

Oh, certainly.

Miranda, I simply must ask.

Abbott Island. All the unpleasantness aside,

how did you solve it?

Well, I was always a curious child

and I've had that curiosity with

all the mystery novels I could get my hands on.

And I always had what my mother called an absolute memory.

How wonderful.

In truth, I think she found it a curse.

Nobody likes a know-it-all.

So, you remember everything you see?

See, hear, read, write. Yes.

Hmm.

I'd like to see that if you'll indulge us.

Walter, what are you up to?

Miranda, please take a look at these photographs

and tell me once you have them memorized.

Hey Walter, you told me you'd burn that.

Oh, you did manage to get the market, I'm so glad.

The embassy gardens.

Dandy looked after those fiercely.

Oh, indeed, he gives you an earful

if you even step near his hibiscus.

Well, not that I know what abuse he's hurling.

Leila tells me after.

Okay. Ready.

Ah.

In the first photo,

what was the man on the right wearing on his feet?

Trick question, he was barefoot,

but the man on the left wore sandals.

Wow.

Next, what was on sale on the store

third from the left on the back row.

Shisha pipes and tobacco.

Left of the store selling spices,

but right of the store selling headscarves.

Oh.

Who is in the final photograph

who also sits with us at this very table.

But Walter, it's only the garden in that photograph.

In the back of the photo to the right of the frame,

there's a leg leaving the shot,

and that leg belongs to Miss Betty Hathaway.

Walter, boundaries, please.

How do you know it's Betty?

Well, her leg can just be seen,

but if I'm not mistaken,

she's wearing the very same footwear right now.

Wow.

Well done.

You know, I met with Hitchcock

for the lead in his new picture, "The 39 Steps."

Didn't check my shoe size once.

Cup size on the other hand.

But you didn't meet with Hitchcock for "The 39 Steps."

Excuse me?

I read an interview last week.

Hitchcock only wanted Madeline Carroll

as the lead in "The 39 Steps"

so he never would've met you for it.

Are you calling me a liar, Green?

I'm sure Miranda didn't mean to cause any offense.

And yet here we are.

I've never been very good at knowing

what not to say in social situations.

I've always said things as I see them, without thinking.

I suppose that's why I'm happier

in the company of my dog, Blunder.

Your dog?

Well, I know it sounds silly,

but in him all I see is a loyal companion.

Intentions clear.

People are just so complicated.

Look, I'm very sorry, Betty,

but honestly it could have been any one of you.

Well.

Lucky me to catch the bullet this time.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Dear God, interrupt away.

Is everything all right?

It is now thanks to you, as always.

I know it's late, but I wanted to deliver these messages.

One to Mr. Cunningham and one to you.

Sure this could have waited till the morning.

Thank you, Ms. Hand.

Another one from David.

I'll read and respond directly.

Of course. I'll head home.

Goodnight, everyone.

Ah.

Oh.

Says here, all our wine is on the house

owing to our having a film star in our midst.

How marvelous.

Thank you again for dinner, Ambassador.

I really did enjoy myself.

The pleasure is ours, Miss. Green.

Good evening, Samir. Anything to report?

La, Ambassador.

Quite nice at the embassy.

Well, I must pop to my office.

I too have a matter to attend to

before retiring for the night.

No rest for the wicked.

And oh you get no rushing from me.

I enjoyed that free wine a little too much.

Do you require anything else this evening, Ms. Murray?

No, thank you, Samir.

You can head home for the night.

Did I ever tell you about the time,

oh, that Laurel and Hardy chased me

for a role in "Duck Soup."

Oh, now there's a story.

Oh my God.

So I was meant to be doing this film with Clark Gable

about, oh, about a singing octopus.

Oh, Mamoud, dear God, man.

Ambassador.

Ah, fine thing for my security chief

to be the death of me.

My apologies, sir.

No harm done.

Now, Leila is just returning

from seeing a guest to her hotel.

Perhaps you'd be kind enough to wait out for her.

Very well, I shall see to Ms. Sharawi's safe return

and then secure the premises for the evening.

Good man.

I'm just going to read for a bit

and then turn in for a night cap.

Yeah. Yes, I understand.

I can do that. I can do that.

Okay. I'll see you soon.

We need to get Mamoud.

Oh my God.

Don't you dare.

Meghan, my love.

Go back to your room.

Lock the door. Don't leave.

Do you hear?

And go alone.

Hey, what's all the fuss?

Oh, dear God.

Ambassador, are you injured?

It's not my blood.

Everyone's to vacate this room. Now!

- We should call the police. - No police.

Why not?

We have to do something.

Ms. Green, the ambassador is in the lounge.

And what of the other residents and staff?

Everyone is in the lounge. You will see.

And you are?

I am Samir. I tend to the embassy.

The caretaker.

Was it you who found the body?

No, I-

Samir was not in the embassy

when we discovered Ms. Hand.

Thank you, Samir.

I would escort Ms. Green and her companion

to the ambassador, this way.

I don't believe we've been introduced.

No, we have not.

Ms. Green has arrived, Ambassador.

Oh, Ms. Green, thank God.

I know it's late. My daughter insisted.

Not at all.

But why call me? Where are the authorities?

We don't need the police

and we certainly don't need you.

Forgive Mamoud, Ms. Green.

He's my head of security, not hospitality.

Well, so I see.

The reason the police can't help us is twofold.

One, the embassy is sovereign British territory

and it's for us to investigate

any crime is committed here internally.

And two, the British can't afford a scandal in Cairo

with tensions in the region being as they are.

Which is lucky you're here.

Ambassador, I'm quite capable.

Mamoud, it's been decided.

Well, I will do all I can.

I take it the body has not been moved

nor the scene disturbed.

Well there I apologize.

I was upset when I, when I found her

and I did touch the body.

Her?

Maggie Hand. You met her earlier.

I'm so sorry.

Well, first I will need to see the crime scene.

Wait here in the lounge.

I will return to take statements.

Mm. Ah.

Ack!

Mr. Shoukry, please, lead me to the crime scene.

Do not order me like your dog.

Then stop acting like a dog.

Mr. Shoukry, your sniffing and scoffing is helping no one.

Is your problem that your authority is being questioned

or merely that I am a woman?

Both, but mainly that you're an amateur.

Well, considering you're head of security

and there's been a murder on your watch,

we may be on more similar ground than you think.

Forgive me.

Now, neither of us are helping.

Wait here, please.

What are you doing?

A scent.

Honey with juniper.

What does it say?

I think I'll keep that to myself for now.

I don't yet know who to trust.

Well, it wasn't me if that's what you're thinking.

I've searched every room in this embassy.

Mine is the only gun here.

Okay, I've seen enough.

Well, have you cracked it?

It's a bit premature for that,

but I have surveyed the scene and I know where to begin

my line of inquiry.

And where is that?

I have a few questions for you all tonight

before the real work begins in the morning.

But first of all, each of you,

where were you when you heard the gunshot?

Uh, didn't hear a gunshot.

Me either.

It appears none of us did.

Well, then that means I can rule out Mr. Shoukry's firearm

as the murder weapon.

How so?

Well, his is a 32 caliber revolver

known to suppress very poorly.

More importantly, it was a nine millimeter bullet

that killed Ms. Hand,

fired from a gun that cannot be found.

Now my second question is for you, Mr. Shoukry.

I saw that the gates had to be unlocked when I arrived.

Is the entire embassy secured each night?

Yes, there's no way in or out

once we are locked down for the night.

The safety of the ambassador and his guest

is our top priority.

It seems strict,

but there has been a rise

of anti-British sentiment of late.

One can't be too careful.

Who was on the premises after lockdown?

Everyone here.

I see.

Wait. What?

A murder has been committed

and the murderer is in this room.

You seriously believe that one of us

decided to kill some secretary?

Maggie. Her name is, was Maggie.

A nice gesture.

But it was clear you held no affection for her.

I liked her fine.

All right, I didn't, but I didn't want her dead.

Your father and Maggie were very close.

Their companionship was painful for you

after your mother died.

You had Maggie, she supported you.

I needed support too.

Meghan, I'm so sorry.

The point I'm trying to make is

I can't rule any one of you out as the killer.

Therefore, I'm going to need everyone

to remain in the embassy until I finish my investigation.

Wait, you can't keep us here, honey.

No, I cannot.

But he can.

How do you know he didn't do it?

I'm fairly certain he didn't.

Fairly certain.

And now I must ask something

rather unpleasant of each of you.

Oh, you're nothing but unpleasant.

You must all show me exactly where you were

when the alarm was raised.

I was reading when I heard noises in here.

My room is just along the hall.

I came out to see what was going on

and when I saw her,

I ran to her side desperately hoping it wasn't real.

I took her in my arms, she was still warm.

The next thing I knew Meghan was screaming.

Excuse me, Ambassador,

but you say you held her in your arms.

Yes, all of it.

Well, you must have changed clothes before I arrived.

There's not a single drop of blood on you.

Well, you didn't expect me to parade around in-

It was merely an observation.

But I should like to see those clothes.

Yes, of course.

Mamoud, if you would there on my bed.

And Meghan, you saw your father

from the doorway as described.

The hallway.

Excuse me.

I saw him from the hallway, but yes, as he described.

And what brought you to the hallway?

It wasn't a gunshot after all.

Right? Yes.

I was, I was returning from downstairs.

I was still feeling rather crossed from dinner

and went for a walk around the gardens.

And the door to the office was fully open

or ajar? - Ajar. Halfway.

Enough for me to see the

I see.

And where were you three when you heard the screams?

I was in my room

checking on the photos I developed earlier today.

I was also in my room.

Asleep?

Yes.

And Miss Hathaway, in bed asleep also?

Not me.

Where were you?

I was in the kitchen getting meat for my mask.

You're what?

Oh, you think this is easy to maintain.

Ladies, help me out here.

I believe it's "The Art of Feminine Beauty"

by Helena Rubinstein that suggests sleeping in a mask

of raw meat is a way to stay looking young.

That explains Blunder's fascination with you earlier.

Well, that or my animal magnetism.

Meghan, did you see Betty out of her room at any point?

No.

And Ms. Hathaway, did you see Meghan on her walk?

No.

There are two route to the kitchen from her quarters.

One passes the office.

Hey, chuckles. What are you saying?

I'm well aware of all routes, Mr. Shoukry.

Where were you when you heard the screams?

In my room, preparing to sleep.

Sleeping on the job more like.

Enough, both of you.

Had enough bloodshed for one night.

Let us continue in the lounge,

away from this awful scene.

You don't need us to reenact our journeys to the office.

We walked past your quarters on the way here.

I know the layout well enough by now.

As well as how long it takes each one of you

to walk to and from each room.

Come, everyone, let's play murder mystery in the lounge.

Mr. Shoukry, the clothes please.

Before we go any further,

there is one clue I haven't shared with you yet.

Do you recognize the document

this piece is from, Ambassador?

Where did you find that?

That's a yes.

Is that German?

That is a confidential document that was in my safe.

It details pro-Nazi activities

that have taken place in Egypt

since the new chancellor took power.

Nazis?

In Egypt?

Egypt has become a hub.

Cairo in particular.

Some Western and Egyptian elites in the city

believe Hitler's politics could stabilize the region.

Ambassador, you said this was locked in your safe.

Tell me, who has the combination?

Myself and Maggie.

Well, someone has to say it.

Could she have been a Nazi spy?

Don't you dare.

Gentlemen, please.

I have all I need to get started in the morning.

Why don't we all get some rest?

You mean we have to stay here with a murderer amongst us?

Seems we have little choice.

Well, I do and I'm going to stay.

If that's possible.

Of course.

We have plenty of room.

Papa!

Well, it's settled.

Mag

Leila, would you ensure that Ms. Green

has everything she needs?

Yes, Ambassador.

I will see you all at breakfast

and we can discuss it then.

Mr. Shoukry, I assume you will ensure

no one leaves the embassy for the night.

Samir and I will take shifts.

And now that I have surveyed the scene,

I think it would be wise to store the body elsewhere

before the sun comes up

along with the ambassador's stained garments.

Shall be done.

Goodnight, Mr. Shoukry.

I'm entrusting you with all of us.

Habibi, You should not be walking around alone.

Not after everything that's happened tonight.

Why do you think I'm here?

Now neither of us are alone.

You know how hard I work on these gardens?

They’re just flowers.

You’re just an idiot!

My, my, what's all the fuss about?

Someone has trampled on his hibiscus.

You crazy fool.

Sorry to be a bother,

but could one of you watch Blunder for me?

Here.

What's an odd fellow?

He only loves flowers and animals.

He just hates people.

I can sympathize to a degree.

Oh, and the British.

He hates the British,

But he likes the garden.

Gosh.

- Go away, okay? - Okay.

See?

Makes friends wherever he goes.

Can I escort you to the patio, Ms. Green?

I see we all feel well-rested.

It's hard to sleep well

with a rotting corpse down the hall.

Ms. Hathaway, please.

No, I only meant

I'm sure she's fine

but she's not fine because she's dead, obviously.

But- - I had also Mamoud

to move Maggie's body to a more suitable place.

Myself and Samir moved her

to the embassy mortuary last night.

I'm sorry. We have a mortuary?

It's for the British citizens who pass in the country.

We keep them here until they can be sent back.

Of course, we shall have to inform Maggie's family.

Did she have a family? She never mentioned one.

There's a sister back in Dartmouth.

Such sad news to deliver.

I shall send the telegram myself.

I contacted London this morning

to inform McDonald of the murder

and keep him abreast of our investigation.

Prime Minister?

They have dispatched an inspector from Scotland Yard

but for now the case is yours.

All eyes on you, Green.

No one present during the murder

will leave the grounds until then.

Unless I solve the case before that.

Now, prisoners as well as suspects.

We simply can't afford a diplomatic incident.

If the killer is able to go free, I shall not exempt myself.

I too will remain on the grounds.

I was all souked out anyway.

Mamoud, please escort me to Maggie's room.

Perhaps we can learn of something useful there.

Oof, the tension between those two.

Am I right?

Did she always lock her room?

No.

I thought it best to keep anyone from entering before us.

Hmm. Very sensible, Mr. Shoukry.

I know.

It seems Maggie and the ambassador were very close.

How long did they work together?

Certainly for a time before they came to Egypt.

He liked to say that Maggie was

the longest relationship he has ever had,

after his wife.

Hopefully not in earshot of Meghan.

It's just it's not very homely

for someone who's been here a long time.

She must have moved all her things

to her residence outside of the embassy.

This room was hers.

On occasion she was required to stay on site.

And was last night one of those occasions?

I don't believe so.

What have we here?

For power cuts maybe.

An offsite residence, you say.

Any luck?

Mr. Shoukry informs me that Maggie

had a home outside the embassy.

I'd like to visit there.

If you think that's necessary.

Absolutely not.

No one should leave the premises.

A measure intended to keep

possible suspects on the grounds.

We should wait for the inspector.

Surely you're not suggesting that I killed Maggie Hand

then instantly materialized in my hotel

in time to receive your request to solve her murder.

She's right, Mamoud.

It makes no sense to keep her here.

Fine.

I will drive her then.

No one present for the murder can leave the embassy,

that includes you.

Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't want anyone slipping away

while escorting me around the city.

You know many things, Madame Green,

but you do not know Cairo.

And you do not know me.

Enough.

Ms. Green will see Maggie's residence unaccompanied.

I'll have my driver prepare the Rolls-Royce.

Thank you, Ambassador

but the Rolls-Royce might be a bit much.

Surely you're not suggesting that you will drive yourself

An address and a taxi is all I need, Mr. Shoukry.

Now be a dear.

One oh eight

109.

There it is.

Stop!

Hang on.

I'll head home.

Goodnight, everyone

Follow that car.

Wait here, please.

Hey!

Start the car!

Hey! Start the car!

Well, this is far from ideal.

Maggie was a Nazi?

My car!

Probably best to walk from here.

You, who was that woman talking to you at the gate

and why has she just chased me all over Cairo?

Mm.

You watch him for me, Blunder.

Where on earth did you find this?

It came from Maggie's suitcase,

which was taken from her home

by the person who chased me all over Cairo for it.

You're pursued? By whom?

I knew I should have gone with you.

All's well that ends well, Mr. Shoukry.

As for who, I don't know but Dandy might.

So please make sure he doesn't leave the embassy

before I get a chance to speak with him.

Dandy?

Of course.

The British Embassy was infiltrated

by a German national.

Have you any idea what'll happen when London finds out?

I have more immediate questions?

Such as?

Such as why did the person who murdered Maggie

not reveal themselves?

Assuming their motivation was her unmasking

and why steal the document detailing Nazi activities?

Ms. Green, I am at a loss.

What worries me is that I think you might be too.

Oh my God, is that-

We have a Nazi sympathizer among us

here, now.

What? One of us?

Who and why?

I don't know, but I intend to find out, today.

Ambassador, did Maggie ever speak of her politics with you?

You mean, was she the type

to keep Nazi literature hidden in a secret compartment?

No, Ms. Green. Never.

She was a patriot and I shan't hear otherwise.

Secret compartment?

What is going on?

Did she ever discuss it with anyone?

Well, we once talked about the Egyptian politics,

but I thought it was a harmless conversation.

Go on.

She was interested in the new

political parties in Cairo.

Fascists like the Young Egypt Party

and fringe anti-fascists like the Children of Giza.

But she showed no leaning either way.

Running out of ideas, Green.

Actually, I'm full of them,

which is why I can't yet rule anyone out.

You can't possibly suspect me.

Ms. Hathaway, we know you didn't turn down Hitchcock,

but you did recently refuse another role.

The Egyptian Gazette reported

that you shall not appear in "The Mad Dog of Europe"

despite being offered the lead.

May I ask why?

What's "The Mad Dog of Europe?"

It's a political film.

It's a film deriding the Nazi's

belief in Aryan supremacy.

Not a film to star in if one were

sympathetic to that way of thinking.

"The Mad Dog" would've ended my career.

It's business, not politics.

No one in Hollywood wants to risk being associated with it.

Every picture I have been in has packed German theaters.

If I starred in "The Mad Dog,"

the German market would never distribute my films again.

True, Betty Hathaway.

Well, Walter.

Do I look like a believer in the Third Reich?

No, but you do wear a bracelet

with a swastika charm on it.

The swastika is a Hindu symbol

for prosperity and good fortune.

The Nazis have poisoned its meaning.

It was a gift from a close friend at university,

a fellow misfit if you follow.

Mm, then why remove it?

Because despite its sentimental value,

my discomfort of what the symbol has now become

has made it harder for me to wear it.

And now with all this, it seemed as good a time as any

to put it away, probably for good.

What of the note that Maggie brought to you at dinner?

I mean Maggie was murdered a short while later.

Did she see something in the note that she shouldn't have?

No, of course not.

It was a call from London.

An opportunity had arisen for me to shoot,

photograph the Egyptian royal family.

There's talk of the king being unwell, gravely so.

That's quite the scoop.

Pity.

You know, king loves me, he's a big fan.

Sure is.

It's true.

Why do you think I'm in Egypt?

Yes, that is quite the scoop

and one with very serious security implications

regarding access to the royal family.

Very valuable access.

Valuable to me, yes.

Do you have any idea how hard I've had to work,

how much I've had to swallow to be where I am today?

A story like this could change my career, change my life!

Believe me when I say there is no amount

anyone could pay me for it, especially the Nazis.

I had to ask, you understand.

And Ambassador, I know you won't tell us

the exact contents of that document,

but it's safe to say it's something someone would pay for.

A lot. Yes.

Perhaps enough to help a young lady start a new life

or while murdering someone she hated anyway.

Miranda, surely you don't believe

I'd kill for my own flat.

Well, all theories must be considered.

No, you leave her alone.

And finally, Ms. Sharawi, why would Maggie ask you

for your political expertise,

perhaps given she knew you share a surname

with Huda Sharawi,

the founder of Egypt's feminist political movement?

She knew you would be quite the radical.

Excuse me?

How do you know- - First the British,

now the Nazis.

A woman of your convictions might do anything

to stop a foreign power taking route in Egypt.

It's true, living under the British has been bad enough.

Ms. Sharawi?

Despite my loyalty to the Murrays and my country,

I'm not a killer.

Ms. Green, you've now barked up several trees

and I'm afraid we are no closer to identifying our killer.

I thank you for your efforts.

Perhaps it's time to admit that this mystery is beyond you.

I'm not giving up yet, Ambassador.

Do you still wish to speak with Dandy?

Yes. Thank you, Mamoud.

Will you wait here with the others?

I'll come with you.

Oh, actually, it's Leila I need

for this particular conversation.

She's a piece of work, huh?

She's just doing her job.

Oh, sweetie.

It ain't her job.

Yes, it is.

Leila, please ask Dandy

who the woman at the gate earlier was.

He really is a sweetheart, isn't he?

Thank you for watching him.

He keeps trying to get into my flowers, but I don't mind

because I know he doesn't know what he's doing.

Oh.

I think you and I are kindred spirits after all.

We both agree, animals are better than people.

I was chased today, Dandy.

I was afraid and I was alone.

All I want is to understand who did this.

That way I can leave with Blunder

knowing you're all safe.

I don't know who that woman is and that's the truth.

She asked me about Maggie and I said I didn't know anything

and just tend the garden.

Perhaps I'm not the detective I hope to be.

Tell him I think his gardens are beautiful.

I just wish I'd seen them under better circumstances.

Tell him I believe him.

If it helps, he did see a strange light

coming from one of the windows last night.

Of course.

I think this is the flickering light

that Dandy saw last night,

and I believe it was Maggie sending a signal.

To who?

Someone outside the embassy.

I'm starting to wonder if Maggie was really a Nazi at all

or if it was something here related to the Nazis

that led to her murder.

Mr. Shoukry.

I'll fetch him. Go!

Who are you looking for?

Hey.

He used to be a hunting dog.

Maybe old habits die hard.

It's not a real cat, Blunder.

Better have, so we should take him out the theater.

Wait. Blunder, you smart old hound.

Oh, thank God.

He bolted from the patio.

I gave chase as best I could.

No man catches a dog.

Do you still have that photograph

of the garden you showed me at dinner?

Yeah. I have it right here actually.

Ah!

You see?

What do you notice?

Hedges?

A flower bed?

Look at the statue of Bastet, the Egyptian goddess.

The head's turned.

It is automated.

Well, then we better move quickly.

Walter, look after Blunder.

You're going down there?

You have no idea where it leads.

Well, then it's a good thing

I have a trained gunman with me, right Mamoud?

I am with you.

What do I tell the others?

Tell them I'll be back in a jiffy.

Well, no turning back now, I suppose.

What is it?

There's something about these.

They're automobile.

We must be under the road heading towards the souk.

Wait.

- What is it? What- - Look,

You do indeed have sharp eyes.

Mr. Shoukry, have you finally found me

to be a capable detective?

Please call me, Mamoud.

Miranda.

It's nice to finally meet you.

Thank you. Madame Miranda.

Right, then, best foot forward.

Did they find them?

No, but Miranda found a hidden tunnel in the garden

behind the Bastet if you turn his head

and she and Mamoud are following it

to see if they can catch who is fleeing the embassy.

What?

Where are we?

I don't know.

Stay behind me.

Interesting.

They're gone.

We will find them.

Madame Miranda, this bazaar trades in treasures

unearthed at a specific site in the desert.

A dig site.

Specific you say.

The desert hides many secrets, Madame Miranda.

Perhaps we should try to unearth one for ourselves.

I've never ridden a camel before.

Neither have I.

What?

Because I'm Egyptian, I must ride camels all the time?

So you do smile.

Tell no one.

The camels should be out of sight here.

Shall we?

Look? Oh.

What is it?

I now wonder if it was wise to bring you here.

Oh, Mamoud, we were doing so well.

Madame Miranda, this will be dangerous.

Well, then it's fortunate

I have you with me then, isn't it?

The risk is all mine.

Come too far to sit out now.

Fine.

But let me lead.

Heil Hitler.

- Heil Hitler. - Heil Hitler.

So it's true.

The Nazis are in Cairo.

Mausers.

It appears the Nazis have plans for Egypt

and they're not peaceful.

Look.

This is Abdeen Palace.

It's the main residence of the royal family.

Walter mentioned that the king might be unwell.

If something were to happen to him,

who's next in line?

His son, Farouk, but he's only 14 years old.

Those soldiers, the clothing,

I think the Nazis might have another future in mind

for the young prince.

Indeed.

Samir?

What is the meaning of this?

I had a feeling we'd be seeing you.

Oh, is that so?

You leave a distinct trail, not unlike a snake.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, careful.

Throw me the gun.

Is that a nine millimeter by any chance?

And a silencer?

Maggie. It was you?

Cuff yourselves around the pot.

Now!

Why Samir?

Change is coming to Egypt, Mamoud.

First the British, now the Germans.

I would tell you to choose a side, but you already did,

as have I and they pay better.

They're planning to kidnap the prince, aren't they?

Hmm. Goodbye, Ms. Green.

You're not going to kill us yourself?

I don't want to leave a mess

for my new friends to clean up.

Besides, Ms. Green they may want to keep.

You Mamoud probably not.

Maybe if we lift it together.

Oh.

Are you hurt?

You?

You know this man?

That's the man in the docks.

Well, then I'm not sure we're saved.

Cristal, we must hurry!

What is taking so long?

You too?

I've sent to Marcus to warn the palace.

Who are you people?

When we're safe I'll tell you everything.

The Nazis have been ceased.

But who are you?

We're the Children of Giza,

family bonded by our cause.

An Egyptian anti-Nazi group led by an Englishman?

We come from all over, Britain, Egypt.

We even have a German.

But how did you know about that camp?

We've been monitoring the Nazis for some time

but the situation has deteriorated

in the last 24 hours.

Maggie's murder.

A few weeks ago, she contacted us

to say she suspected a Nazi accomplice inside the embassy.

She asked for time to confirm her suspicion.

Yesterday she said she had proof

and asked to meet one of our group in secret last night.

Proof?

The guns trafficked into Cairo,

right under the British embassy's nose.

Samir.

Arash, our man,

he was caught by Samir,

killed and disposed of by his Nazi friends.

We knew we'd lost Arash,

but we didn't know what happened to Maggie.

Or if she sold us out.

Which is why you were snooping around the embassy

and Maggie's home.

We wanted to help Maggie out of the country

but when I went to her house,

all I found was a case she'd packed to take with her.

We were conducting our own investigation

while you were conducting yours.

I see.

I apologize for our pursuit of you,

but, well, we just didn't know who you were.

No offense.

Actually, it makes for a nice change.

Thank you for exposing how Samir

was smuggling information out of the embassy

and into the hands of the Nazis.

You've also helped stop a kidnapping

that would've devastated the king.

The king has been less than collaborative with the Nazis.

When news of the King's illness started to spread,

he reorganized his cabinet to make it more unified.

He even appointed a new prime minister,

a known liberal and democratic man.

Not good for fascists.

They wanted leverage.

They're trying to soften us up everywhere.

That's why they're arming dissidents

and stoking uprisings here and around the world.

Even in Britain itself.

Like the black shirts back home.

Indeed.

You have to give the Nazis credit for forward-thinking.

War is coming and they know it.

But now we have delivered this information to the police.

The plot is foiled.

The prince is safe.

And you stopped their accomplice in the embassy.

Perhaps Egypt can breathe easier now, thanks to you.

Perhaps not.

What? What do you mean?

Samir is dead.

We must return to the embassy, Mamoud.

There's still one scandal left to unmask.

Mamoud!

We got your message about Samir.

Well done.

Well done. I knew you'd crack it in the end.

Where's Miranda?

She needed to stop by her room.

She should be here momentarily.

And who is this?

Cristal.

I'm a friend of Maggie's.

Oh, what kind of friend?

Ms. Green.

Congratulations and thank you, all of you.

I feel safer knowing that Maggie's killer

will never harm another.

And Samir, what a rat.

And to think how he evaded your security measures, Mamoud.

Truly a villain.

I'm going to have that secret passageway

filled with concrete.

Actually, I don't believe that's necessary, Ambassador.

He couldn't have entered the gardens through that tunnel.

What do you mean?

Well, that passageway was built as an escape route.

It only leads one way.

Once you're inside the tunnel, there is no way out.

Believe me, I tried.

It is true.

Are you saying someone let him in?

Maybe he found another way.

Or perhaps he hid on the premises after lockdown.

The thing is, Ambassador, I don't believe he did.

Well then how was he able

to get into the office and kill her?

He didn't.

Someone else killed Ms. Hand.

Oh Jesus.

What, you mean we're back to square one?

Oh, will one of you just fess up already.

Us?

You could have walked past the office

on your way to the kitchen.

I did not walk past the office.

I took the route that went past your room.

Maybe you'd have hurt me if you'd been in there.

Not out for a walk.

You believe Meghan who alerted us to the crime

could have also committed it.

You seem very sure it wasn't her.

Maybe it was you.

Oh, I cannot take it anymore.

Actually, I'm fairly certain I know

where Meghan was at the time of the murder.

You see, the door of the office was ajar.

She could have only seen inside the office

if she was indeed coming from the gardens.

However, we are not back to square one, not at all.

It's clear that Maggie was not a Nazi,

which leads us to two questions.

What was on the document ripped from her fingers

and where is that document now?

Which to search for a piece of paper,

the embassy is enormous.

Could be anywhere.

Or it's been destroyed by now, surely.

I don't believe so.

The information was far too valuable.

Indeed, it was killed for.

Hidden then, as none of us have left.

It must be here somewhere.

I think it is here.

I think it's in the one place that no one could look.

The safe in the office.

How can that be?

The only person that has the combination is, is.

Careful, Ms. Green.

Yes, Samir in league with the Nazis

but he was little more than a middleman.

They needed someone higher up the food chain

to ensure their weapons could be smuggled into Cairo

without search and seizure.

British intelligence is second to none

and the embassy would've been made aware of Nazi movements,

which Maggie would've been privy to.

Nonsense, she passed on

all confidential information to me.

Usually yes,

but recently she realized something was afoot in Cairo.

She learned of the weapon smuggling

going on with your full knowledge

and turned to the Children of Giza,

a group she learned of speaking with Leila.

She knew where the guns would be

but also that she had to tie you to them.

She needed written evidence as well as the guns,

written evidence in the form of a bank statement.

This is preposterous.

The paper in her hand said The Reichsbank,

the German National Bank,

and hidden in her suitcase was a list of account numbers.

I remember when I first searched your office,

I found your checkbook on the desk.

Curious that the account number on your checks

matches one of the accounts

found listed in Maggie's suitcase.

I believe this bank statement was proof of payment

to yourself from the Nazis

and perhaps to and from these other accounts too.

My God, Robert.

With this evidence, she sent word to the group

that last night would be the night.

She knew you'd be busy at dinner with us.

So, she retrieved the statement from the safe

and planned to meet Arash at the bazaar.

Only she was too late.

He was discovered and killed by Samir.

I think I'm going to be sick.

She arrived to find the guns gone

and Arash nowhere in sight.

It was there that her clothes were stained with kyphi,

a distinct smelling Egyptian perfume,

bottles of which I found broken all over the bazaar.

This is good.

Awful, awful but good.

Not knowing if she'd been discovered,

she decided to join us at dinner to test the water.

You seemed happy to see her, so she thought all was well.

Her plan was to return the statement to the safe

and you'd been none the wiser.

Only you were.

In fact, I believe you received a message

from the waiter during dinner.

This meant there was a leak in your embassy,

a leak that could only have been Maggie.

And I believe she went back to the embassy

and tried to signal Arash,

which was the lights Dandy saw from the window.

But when he didn't respond, she hid in her quarters

until she thought you were all asleep.

She then slipped into the office where you caught her

trying to return the document to the safe.

If I killed her, where's the gun?

Yes, I thought about that.

You only would've had a moment after the murder

before Meghan would've discovered you.

So either in a panic or cold efficiency,

you tossed the gun from the window

into the flower bed below.

Samir then retrieved the gun for you

but was caught in the act by Dandy and got earful for it.

This is how it came to be in his possession

when he captured myself and Mamoud at the Nazi camp.

Of course.

Then of course, the document.

You were able to stash the gun, but not the document.

You insisted on changing your clothes before my arrival.

This bought you enough time

to return it to the safe undetected.

Papa.

Tell her it's not true.

It's all a mistake.

Why did you have to bring her here?

I loved her.

You have to understand, I loved her.

And I didn't mean for any of this to happen,

and she hadn't found that wretched book.

The copy of "Mein Kampf."

It's yours.

This is how Maggie learned of your leanings.

This is all well and good in theory, Miranda,

but where's your proof?

I stopped by the safe on my way here.

I wanted to be sure before presenting my conclusions.

But then how did you open the safe?

The combination was the date

that Robert and Maggie first arrived at the embassy.

I guess you really did love her.

Papa, you wretch.

I didn't do it just for me.

I did for England and what's coming.

And for your bank balance.

No doubt others will be implicated with this document,

also not the only details contained within.

For now though, we have our killer.

You're coming with me, Ambassador.

Walter. Off to the palace?

Yes, indeed, thanks to Betty.

Turns out the king really is a big fan.

I never doubted her for a moment.

Seriously though, what a wonderful opportunity.

Congratulations.

Would've been a much bleaker story without you.

Happy to help.

Back to London?

Yes, after I tie up a few loose ends here.

Perhaps when I return, I may call on you.

Perhaps you could.

Actually, I got these printed up this morning

and I'd be very happy to offer you the first one.

Inspector Martin is ready for you, Madame Miranda.

And not a moment too soon.

Until next time, Mr. Cunningham.

Until next time, Ms. Green.

Ms. Green, thank you for delaying your return

to London for me.

Please.

Well, you were quite right.

That banking statement you found

has caused quite the stir at the art.

More links to the establishment, I presume.

Right the way to the top in fact.

You mean, surely not.

A Nazi sympathizer in the royal family?

The copy of "Mein Kampf" that you discovered from David,

the ambassador is a childhood friend of Prince Edward,

known as David to those closest to him.

The book Maggie discovered was a gift from Edward.

As you can imagine, it would be of great embarrassment

to the crown if the entire truth of your investigation

were to be made public.

Well, there goes the exclusive I promised Walter.

Oh, I see.

Am I to be sworn to secrecy?

Well, no, not entirely.

You thwarted a Nazi plot to kidnap an Egyptian royal,

unmasked Nazi spies within the embassy,

and King George himself wishes to thank you

for preserving relations between our nations.

We merely wish to keep certain aspects

of the investigation buried, forever.

Hmm and what will happen to the ambassador?

I mean, surely any prosecution would be public.

I'm informed that he'll be reassigned,

demoted and placed under indefinite house arrest.

What about the prince?

He's next in line to the throne.

I hate politics.

Agreed, but ours is not to reason why.

That said, the work you've done here is remarkable

and word has spread far beyond Cairo.

So, if you were looking to make a name for yourself,

you've certainly done it.

Kind words, Inspector, and ones that give me heart.

But I must admit, I'm a bit disheartened to hear

that exposing the truth is not enough

to see any man or woman pay for their crimes,

whoever they may be.

I've always believed shining a light on truth

is how we find a path to justice.

Then again, I've come to learn that sometimes

there's a time and place for the truth to come to light.

Your secrets are safe with me, Inspector.

Your country thanks you, Ms. Green.

Well, our holiday ended up in murder, Nazis,

secret tunnels, and scorpions.

And with all that, I bet you thought I'd forgotten.

But Miranda Green never forgets.