All language subtitles for Perry Mason S08E08 The Case of a Place Called Midnight.DVDRip.NonHI.en.CBS

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What did they say your name is?

Fredric.

Oh, no, you don't
seem like any boy to me.

One "t" or two?

Isn't one enough?

Fredric, you said you have
to go to that party tonight,

I didn't expect you to...

And leave you all alone to
fight off the Swedish Navy?

No, sir.

Okay, Greta with one "t".

You know, they say
things, it means nothing.

Mm-hmm, sure, sure, and
they grab, and they pinch, and...

- If you knew their languages...
- No.

- I have to work, that's all.
- Mm-hmm.

I have always had to work.

Well, I'm sick of that, too.

Now about Koning?

Where do you put those
dots? Over the "o," or where?

You are crazy.

I asked you a
question, remember?

Yes, I'm Greta Koning.

Just plain me.

No dots.

Fredric, what is all this?

I want you to start writing
in triplicate, quadruplicate...

Oh, if you only
knew the red tape

we're going to
have to go through.

- Red tape?
- Yes, to get married.

Here, I want you to start
filling this one out first.

Marry you?

Oh, honey, honey...

I know I should have
waited for the right music,

or a cloud or a snow bank...

When I hear those guys
yelling in there like that...

It has only been three weeks.

So what?

And two days...

And one hour and 15 minutes.

You know nothing about me.

Your family knows...
Greta... I love you.

Please, Fredric, don't.

Do you or... or don't you?

Yes, yes.

Yes, I love you too, but...

I change my clothes
now, maybe, okay?

Oh, I'm sorry. Hi, Helga.

Oh, listen, this is my
last number, darling.

Please, wait for me in the bar.

Triplicate?

No, quad... quad...

Hi, kid. What are
you doing here?

Oh, nothing.

So love has finally come

to Fredric Ralston Ill.

Ah, come on...

Say, I heard you were invited
to the Tiger's supper tonight.

Thought I'd stop by and
see if you needed a ride.

I'll be picking up a car, so...

Well, I'm, I'm not going.
I phoned my regrets.

And what do you think
your father would say to that?

It just isn't done, kid. Come
on, pay for your drinks.

Now, wait a minute.
You're not my...

Where'd you...

Did you just see her? Is
that what you're doing here?

Yes, I had a word
with Greta, but then...

Why, you...

- Not here, kid, not here.
- What did you say to her?

Outside.

I said, what did you say to her?

Nothing official, just
curious, that's all.

I wanted to meet
the pretty, little lady.

Joe, if you used one word,

one word on Greta like
you used on me yesterday...

Okay, now take a poke at me!

You've got no business
to interfere with...

Maybe you're the
one needs the poke!

Needs wiping behind the ears.

No, I haven't got
anything on the girl,

but you're too green
to get mixed up

- with any blonde...
- Shut up!

- I warn you...
- No, I'll warn you, Fred.

Excuse me, sir.

Captain Joseph Farrell, sir?

Yes, he is, and I'm
Lieutenant F.J. Ralston, O-41...

At ease, Sergeant.

The Lieutenant,
here, is a judo expert.

- He's been showing me...
- Yes, sir, but...

Don't interrupt an
officer, Sergeant.

I'm sorry, sir. I
understand, sir.

Well, in that case, you
better get back to your duty,

hadn't you, wherever that is.

That's all,
Sergeant, good night.

Captain Farrell, sir,
there's a motor pool driver

in the street, sir, looking
for the captain, sir.

He says if the Captain
will please contact

the Captain's office, sir,

it's important, sir, and
that's all I wanted to say, sir.

Oh.

Greta.

Greta... Where is she?

Greta says chiefs of staff
are important people, no?

So go to party,
please, she says.

Bye-bye, okay?

But she's changed her
clothes, and her suitcase is gone.

She maybe phone
you tomorrow, she says.

Maybe next Monday, okay?

Where did she go?

Who knows?

I said... where did she go?

Across the border, maybe?

She must run for
train is all she says.

The border? Well, which
border? The train to where?

To Mitternacht. She
take the train to Midnight.

If you want any eggs, Captain,

you'd better get
down there before...

Yes, sir?

No, that's all right, Colonel.

Yes.

Well, thanks anyway, Colonel.

Frankfort Security office. Not
one single word on Dr. Kleinman.

Well, the German police
don't have anything on it either.

Anyhow, the only
good cook goes off duty

in about two minutes.

Thanks anyway, Phil,

I'll have to wait until the
banks open in Geneva.

Until... Oh, sure... Geneva.

Naturally.

Your work makes so
much sense sometimes.

I am an inchworm, Mr. Morton.

I chew up one useless
bit of gossip after the other

until finally I reach
where? First base?

Expose a great bomb plot?

Save NATO from
the Martian Invasion?

Now where do you think
this particular night's work

will take me?

Overage in grade, that's what.

Once, just once,
have I been invited

to the chief of staff's
house and what happens?

Duty calls. More
silly rumors, more...

Oh, excuse me,
sir, that reminds me.

You wanted me to
check up on that Engineer,

Lieutenant Frederic Ralston?

He didn't get to the
General's party, either, sir.

Never did show up.

Oh, he didn't, huh?

No, sir, and he's still
not back at his BOQ yet.

Is that so?

Well, now that's a job

that is suited for my talents...

nursemaiding
irresponsible, young...

Oh, I don't think there's
anything wrong, sir.

He has got a couple
of days leave coming.

Oh.

Oh, and you, uh...

wanted me to check on
that local girlfriend of his,

calls herself Greta Koning?

Let me see... Farrell speaking.

Geneva? Yes, go
ahead, put it through.

Hallo, M'sieu? Ici
Capitaine Farrell.

Vous avez... Oh, that's good.

He's in the bank now, eh?

Wait just a minute.

Senor Hernando Ramirez.

Yeah, that's the man.

How much did he...
What did you say?

Please, I cannot
talk any louder.

He's here, that's all I can say.

He's back. Yes, that's right.

But the rules of my
bank do not permit...

Excuse me, just a moment.

No, that's all right.

We have all we need.

Thank you very much.

What I started to say was,

the only interesting
thing about the girl...

Hang the girl.

Hang all lieutenants.

I've finally done it, Phil.

Yes, sir, I made a home run.

Wait a minute. Where you going?

What'll I tell the colonel?

Tell him, uh... tell him

to cross his fingers
while I cross the border.

Which border? Where?

A place called Mitternacht.

Mitternacht?

You're even in worse
shape than I am, old buddy,

and it's only 11:00...
In the morning.

No, no, no, no.

It is a place.

Hair of the dog...
That's what you need.

There is a lake
there... A deep lake.

Where?

I just told you.

Alan, you are the one
who lives here, not me.

Don't you know
where Mitternacht is?

Señor Ramirez, I am merely
a prisoner here in Switzerland.

A tragic victim of taxation.

We will look at the
road map in your car.

It is only just over
the border, I think.

We will trim the
fuzz off your eyeballs.

- Ah.
- But you promised

to drive me wherever
I wanted to go.

Garçon. Garçon.

We will stop along the
road perhaps for a drink.

Huh? Come on. Come.

I don't like borders.

If I go south, I meet that
Italian countess with the tic,

and if I go north, I meet
her German husband.

Hey, you remember the
Danish girl the other night?

Why don't we call her?

Please.

Please, my friend, listen to me.

Will you listen, please?

Oh, garçon, deux Cognac.

No, no, make it quatre.

Uh, doubler.

It is urgent that I get
to the meeting on time.

Meeting?

With Dr. Kleinman.

Who?

At Mitternacht.

Kleinman, Kleinman.

That scientist you
introduced me to

at the party in Avion.

Don't you understand?

Avion... that's
where the hostess

lost her contact lenses
in the swimming pool.

- Why don't we call her?
- Alan.

Don't you ever think of money?

Oh, please.

Ah, yes.

Yes, I know, I know.

For you, an artist, a
famous movie star,

life has deeper meanings,

but I am only a poor
businessman from Argentina.

I must work for a living.

And a miserable salary
my company pays me

for buying machinery that...

Of course. Of course.

Pay the man, will you, old chap?

Give me that! How dare you!

Please.

Please, my friend.

Please, Alan.

100,000, 200,000, 300,000.

So that's what you
were doing in the bank.

You've stolen your
company's funds.

No wonder you were so
eager to get out of Geneva.

Of all the... No. No.

I only borrowed that money.

Please believe me, Alan. Please.

It is only a loan to
make me rich, too.

Really, old chap?

Alan, Alan, please.

Please help me.

Don't you understand?

In Mitternacht, I can turn

those paltry francs
into a million dollars.

Perhaps... perhaps
even $10 million.

Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry, baby.

Maybe some other time.

Well, don't just sit
there, old buddy.

Let's go.

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What time did
you tell them, Max?

Zwanzig Uhr.

Will it be dark by then?

Ja, Herr Doktor.

You're sure, Max?

Ja, sure, Herr Doktor.

What about the diving gear?

I have it.

The local official,
the police inspector.

A fool, Herr Doktor.

Nothing but a fool.

Now, why don't you relax, eh?

How can I?

Ten years I wasted
in these lakes.

One failure after another.

My whole career as a
scientist leading to what?

To this?

I just wish it were over, Max.

That's all.

Soon, Dr. Kleinman.

Soon, it will be.

Is this the lake?

Stewardess!

Fasten your seat
belts, if you please.

Well, why didn't you say so?

I just did.

Stewardess.

Yes, sir, it is Mitternacht.

I just said that, too.

Well, then why...?
Oh, never mind.

Never mind.

The air is bumpy for landing.

Please.

I just said it in
three languages.

All right, all right,
all right, all right.

Drop something?

Thank you. I... Uh,
thank you very much.

Say, you're an
American, aren't you?

If you please, Mr. Appleton.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Welcome to Mitternacht.

Mitternacht.

Lake of midnight.

That is always the
difficulty, gentlemen.

The great depth, the rocks,

the blackness down
there even in the daytime.

Hey, there's his light.

It is gone again.

The Nazi government
picked well its hiding places.

But you can go down
there with the bell, can't you?

And when you bring the
diving barge up the lake,

it should be no
trou... Thar she blows.

Take the line from him.

- Put it on the winch.
- I got it.

Here, give me
a hand, and I'll...

Qu'est ce que c'est qu'il a.

Softly, gentlemen.

Voices carry on the lake.

What did you find?

- What is there?
- Ja. Ja.

Same... same as your
photographs, Herr Doktor.

Good.

The big containers,
I cannot move.

Here it is!

Look out. Look out. It's heavy.

There is a chisel on deck.

- Get it.
- I have it, monsieur.

I will do this.

Copper, I guess.

What do you suppose
is in there, Doc?

Hitler's garters?

Alan, please.

You are only here
because you are my friend.

Oh, come on. I
just think it's silly

for a bunch of grown men to
run around a strange country

on a treasure hunt
risking our neck...

Wait a minute.

Suppose it's Hitler's
moustache cup

and some pictures of Eva Braun.

- Here, here, let me.
- Good!

- Good.
- I know metals.

My company in
Argentina manufactures...

Give me the chisel, please.

Gold, señors.

Solid gold.

What are we stopping for?

Aren't we going
back to the hotel now?

Are you sure, Max?

Are you sure it's the same man?

Ja, it is him.

Who?

Gentlemen, when I
called this meeting,

I told you we must hurry.

That there are others
who seek the hidden Nazi.

You mean him, that
man sitting at the table?

Well, he was on the
plane with me today.

Oh, mais non, monsieur.

I suppose you open
your big American mouth.

No, no.

It's the man he is with.

Ja, it's the younger one.

His name is Ralston.

A lieutenant.

Corps of Engineers.

United States Army.

Yes, Herr Doktor.

The lieutenant is staying here.

A quite nice young man, I think.

Of course, naturally.

He only came to see the
girl, I think... to see my niece.

Yes, yes, he would
say something like that.

But, Madame Jurgen,
this, uh, Ralston

has been here before, no?

Yes.

Almost, uh, three weeks ago.

He was here for
several days that time.

Why?

What was he doing then?

Surveying.

He had a party of soldiers.

Surveying? Surveying what?

Really, I wouldn't know, sir.

They spent their
time with instruments

along the shores of the lake.

A lieutenant.

Ah.

- Look.
- Oh, Lordy, I tell you,

gentlemen, it's one
thing to... you know,

getting in trouble
with foreigners,

but the National Secrets Act...

Fermez la bouche, idiot.

They are finding it, too.

"Full cooperation

"between American and
German governments

"for immediate exploration

"of lake bottom
at sites indicated

as soon as local permission
could be obtained."

Oh, Lordy.

What are we going to do?

Hey, listen to what
those Nazi pirates

tried to stash away
for themselves.

"Collection of
crown jewels from..."

And pound notes.

14 million, plus the
plates to make more.

And, old buddy, I want
you to see these paintings.

Just look.

There is only one
answer, gentlemen.

We must start tonight.

But the diving
bell isn't here yet.

I can bribe the local officials.

They will help stall
for a day or two.

But that means cash, gentlemen.

Checks on your home banks.

Every penny, every
franc, every dollar

- that you can possibly...
- Shh!

You said the girl
would keep him away.

Quickly!

Hurry!

Not out there! Here, this way.

You can separate.

Get away through the garden.

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Excuse me. Have
seen a young man...?

Excuse me, sir.

You-you are Mr. Mason?

Yes. You're Greta
Koning, I'm sure.

Ja, herr Advokat.

How do you do?

How do you do, Miss Koning?

I was confident it was you.

He told me how pretty you were.

I was looking for Fredric.

He told me he had
to come to see you.

That's why I left him.

Fred left no more
than ten minutes ago.

Here, please sit down.

No, no, no. I really must...

You are a very busy
man, Mr. Mason.

No, no, I have plenty of time.

And we're both interested
in the truth now, aren't we?

Truth?

Well, you know I'm a lawyer.

It should be obvious
what I'm doing here.

Fredric only said that...

To ease your mind, Greta.

This is not an
impersonal assignment.

I'm also a friend
of Fredric's family.

I was preparing to take
a plane home from Paris

when his father called to ask

if I'd mind saying hello
to Fred before I left.

His roommate at the base
said I'd find him here, so...

You have come to see about me.

Greta... Fred's family
is very important.

Sometimes they're
quite old-fashioned,

but they're also
very nice people.

I-I do not have a family.

Oh?

I understood that
you had an aunt here.

Well, the important thing is,

my visit's mostly
helpful nonsense.

Uh, non...?

Nonsense.

Fred's family can't believe

how-how much good
the Army's done him.

Kept him out of trouble.

And I can see that it's
improved his judgment.

You should have heard
that boy rave about you.

If the stationmaster hadn't
found him with the telegram...

You possibly don't know

that the remainder of his
leave has been cancelled,

but I'm sure Fred
has plans for...

Where did he go?
What did he say?

We went to his hotel
for a few minutes to pack.

He had a few choice words

to say about, uh,
some so-and-so.

His commanding
officer, I suppose.

No, no, no.

Excuse me. I'm sorry. I...

Here, Greta. Greta, wait!

Wait!

Fredric! Fredric!

Fred... Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

It's Joe.

Fred. Frederic.

It's Captain Farrell.

Frederic.

Oh.

Is he dead?

Get your hands up!

Stand still, you!

Please.

Why should I do that?

I am only the police.

Duval, Inspector.

D-u-v-a-I.

I am here for the
air, the mountain air.

That is all. A vacation trip.

That's right.

You ought to see this Frenchman
exercise out in the garden.

You gentlemen are here together?

No, no, monsieur.
We are not together.

I never met him before.

I am alone.

I don't know anyone here.

And I was only out for a walk.

He runs around
out there all the time.

Inspector, if you'd just get

some more of your
men outside again.

I mean, somebody had
to hear or see something!

It's been over an hour
and a half since you've...

Of course, of course.

We shall continue to cooperate.

Don't continue looking
at me, Oskar Hurt.

I told you, I was
listening to symphony.

I did not leave my
room all evening.

Inspector, this, uh,
Franz Kleinman, Ph.D.,

who's registered...
No, no, Mr. Mason.

He's a very
distinguished scientist.

Yes, I've heard

of Dr. Kleinman's diving
bell experiments, but...

Oh, then you agree
that the foreign guests

we still can't locate
might be more interesting.

Now, that South American,
for instance... he...

Oh, excuse me.

What about your call
to the American consul?

Yes?

I can't get anybody.

The operator says
the lines are all tied up.

Good.

When I tried Heidelburg, or
Joe's headquarters, nothing.

Gentlemen, I think we've
done about enough here.

Now, if you would care to come
down to my house, Lieutenant,

it's my office, too, you see.

Look, I walked into my
room, there'd been a fight.

Joe was lying
there on the floor,

but I heard something
outside, and I...

Yes, yes, but unfortunately,
none of these other good people

can corroborate
this story, so...

Inspector, do you even know
yet what killed Captain Farrell?

Well, the doctor reports
he recovered the bullet.

It was fired from the
captain's own gun, I'm sure.

The one you were
holding in your hand.

But when I heard
the noise outside,

I picked the gun up off the
floor and went for the window.

Of course, it's all
quite clear now.

And I'm sure you
would find my house

extremely
comfortable, Lieutenant.

Inspector, I realize

that we are in your
country, not ours,

but an American
officer has been killed.

Until his headquarters,

until American authorities
have been properly notified...

Now, Mr. Mason, we're
not as backward as all that.

I have just been
informed over the phone

that the American Army
authorities want to see him.

They are at my house already.

Lieutenant, after you.

I'm sorry, Mason.

Since we seem to be dealing
with classified material here...

But you can't be
holding the lieutenant.

There have been no charges.

I really don't know what
we're doing here yet.

Local police, however, seem
only too anxious to please, so...

Can you tell me exactly

what Captain Joe Farrell
was doing in Mitternacht?

Well, the case he'd
been working on,

apparently, involved
the theft of some material

from Army files
several years back.

What sort of material?

Data, perhaps, on treasures

that may once have
been hidden by the Nazis?

Mason, you weren't supposed
to look at those papers in there.

But the police claim

that those papers were found
in Fred Ralston's luggage.

Now, Fred knows
nothing about it.

He's never seen the papers.

When the time comes
that Ralston needs a lawyer,

he can request civilian counsel.

All right, I understand.

In the meantime, the
major in there is qualified

to go through
those papers, so...

Of course.

And I'm an annoyance.

All right, I'll go.

Uh, Mason?

If there's anything
that I can do for you,

of course, please let me know.

What do you mean?

Well, unfortunately,

the captain and the lieutenant
have had trouble before.

An MP sergeant in
Germany reported

their fighting in an
alley only last night.

Just today, when
the captain discovered

the lieutenant
was in Mitternacht,

he requested and
got cancellation

of the lieutenant's leave.

Somehow, the local police
seem to get on to things like this.

But since I have no more
real authority here than you, I...

You're afraid you'll never
find Joe Farrell's killer.

Excuse me, sir. The Major.

I'm coming.

I'm only investigating
him, Mason.

That's all I can tell
you. Good night.

What are they
going to do to him?

I don't know, Greta.

They, uh... They speak
about me in there?

About how maybe
Captain Farrell thought

I'm not good enough for Fredric?

No.

I will show you
to your hotel now.

I can find my way.

Unless, of course,

you want to tell me
something more about yourself.

What?

No. Oh, no.

Thank you.

Good night, Mr. Mason.

Hey, you there! Hey, honey.

Give me some more
of that lager thing.

You know, that-that bock stuff.

Oh, you know what I mean.

Mr. Appleton, isn't it?

Oh, Mr. Mason,
am I glad to see you!

Frank Appleton, sir, from Omaha.

Why, uh, uh, somebody
says you're an attorney.

That's right.

Well, come right over here.

Come over here.
Sit down. Sit down.

Say, they can't hold an
American citizen, can they?

Oh, yes, they can, my friend.

This is Alan Durfee.

I guess you've seen him in
the movies plenty of times.

Well, not recently, but
how do you do, Mr. Durfee?

Not recently?

There's a masterpiece
of understatement.

Mason, he's Swiss,
so it's different for him,

but don't we have it
in our Constitution...?

You know what the
trouble is, Mason?

They don't make
good pictures anymore.

Nobody wants to
give an actor a break.

Oh, sure, sure, I
read lots of scripts.

But you know
what the trouble is?

The words...

They get in between
the star and his public.

Durfee, please!

I want to ask
him about real life!

And then there are
those so-called directors.

What's wrong, Mr. Appleton?

Did the police tell you
not to leave Mitternacht?

We have our rights, don't we?

No matter how much
evidence these foreigners need

against some killer
that they've caught.

Now, I'm on a business trip!

Or is he afraid they'll
find the gun he carries

- with him?
- The what?

Oh, Lordy, well...

Well, I-I meant to
explain that on the plane.

You see, in-in my business,

I carry a little money
sometimes, and...

I wouldn't call $100,000
little, would you, Mason?

This is, uh, Colonel
Owens, gentlemen.

You're Appleton, I take it.

Huh?

A customs report,
but never mind that.

I'm only curious about whether
you've spent it yet or not.

Really, I fail to...
There's another man

that may have brought
some money into the country.

His name is Ramirez.
An Argentine.

Money for what, Colonel?

There's been some
declassification.

Most of the papers

in that envelope were
pure fraud, forgeries.

You mean I'm now free
to talk about the, uh...?

The Nazi treasure at the
bottom of the lake, yes.

Well, I knew that Fred
Ralston previously came here

to survey for some international

power project, so...

Well, look, what, um...?

What are you two talking, uh...?

It's still one of the
neatest confidence stunts

I've ever seen in my life.

Complete swindle
from beginning to end.

That's what Captain Farrell
was getting onto, apparently.

Confidence? Swindle?

Colonel, you're hoping that one
of these rich American gentlemen

will tell you more about this?

Exactly.

Please, gentlemen.
There's no time to waste.

Now, I don't understand.

Mason, I resent that
rich American stuff.

I'll let you in on a secret.

What the Internal Revenue
didn't get from me, my ex-wife did.

So if you think I have $100,000

to run around
and invest, well, I...

Well, you have no business
asking about our private...

Oh, come off it. It's a crisis!

But don't think

I didn't get into the
action, 'cause I did.

You know this
fellow, uh, Kleinman,

and his buddy, Max?

They got everything.

You understand that, Mason?

They even got my car.

They're gone.

Inspector!

Yeah, Kleinman, the herr doctor.

It was his man Max I spoke to.

He had a license; I
didn't do anything wrong.

You rented him a plane?

When? When did they take off?

Please, Inspector,

I don't remember exactly.

It was, when I hear
the plane leave,

maybe 9:00, maybe
10:00 last evening?

So, now they could
be across ten borders,

even an iron one.

I thought the good
doctor was honest.

We looked for him.

What else could we have done?

Tante, why... Why
won't you talk to me?

Señors, when the
ship has already sunk,

there is only one thing to do.

Yeah, that's the
stuff, old buddy.

♪ Rocked in the
cradle of the deep ♪

Yeah, you can make jokes.

You may at least
get your car back.

But monsieur, my wife, oh...

When she hears what has
happened to her 300,000 francs...

Shut up, all of you.

What are they doing over there?

Play, Mr. Appleton.

Do as I tell you. Play.

Over half a million
dollars they got away with.

Still no report on the plane?

All right, all right,
that's enough.

Gentlemen, it's
all quite clear now.

The suckers, as you
call them, finally agree.

They were in the
Lieutenant's room

they heard someone coming,

Madame Jurgen let
them out to separate,

scatter through the garden.

She's given you false
information before, hasn't she?

She was bribed by
Kleinman to open the doors.

They all saw it.

And that report on Greta Koning

your warrant officer
gave to Captain Farrell

said that her aunt was once
involved in a passport ring.

Yes, yes, ancient history.

My own people I know, Mr. Mason.

Like Dr. Kleinman, your
distinguished scientist.

He and Madame Jurgen
were not good friends,

They weren't even
acquainted, I'm sure of that.

The point is, my dear Colonel,

that our suckers then found
Dr. Kleinman at his boat,

where they emptied even
more of their pockets to him.

After which, as we saw,

some of them showed up here,

some went other places.

And during that time,
Captain Farrell was murdered.

By Kleinman or Max, perhaps.

After all, it was their swindle

that Farrell was
ready to expose.

Before going to the boat,

Kleinman or Max could
have come back to the room.

Perhaps it was Lieutenant
Ralston's swindle.

Who knows?

Well, I know.

Listen, Inspector, your...

Now, he's been in
adventures before.

The evidence still points
to his pulling that trigger.

Now, Dr. Kleinman may
have been poor and desperate,

but he is not a man of violence.

But to say that
Fredric Ralston is...

Quiet, Mason.

I think Inspector Hurt
wants to make a deal.

Oh, Colonel, please.

Such a word.

Now, you know, when
you have newspapers,

the minister of
police, a whole village,

the government,
all clamoring, why,

I merely suggested you take
the Lieutenant back quickly.

Look, if one American
kills another American,

would you say that
that's your problem?

Take him back to Germany.

Then do what? Charge
him with murder?

Oh, please, no.

Make him a
general, I don't care.

We can't leave this
hanging over his head.

Otherwise what?

Well, with our laws
and the evidence,

I have to put him in
jail; I have no alternative.

Where he'd stay, I suppose,
until you find Kleinman or Max?

While the diplomats argue,

while you try to
learn the truth,

which may be never?

Colonel, if you could arrange

for a little more
time for us to...

I think I'd better
grab what I can.

Greta?

Great, would you
come over here, please,

and bring us some more coffee?

My dear friend, there
isn't even that much time.

You're so knee-deep
in foreigners,

you overlook the obvious.

Suppose someone right here
also made a dupe out of Ralston.

Here you are, sir.

It's quite easy to lead
an ardent young man

around by the
nose, isn't it, Greta?

I really don't...

Mr. Mason, this young lady
has lived here several years.

- I have known her...
- Have you?

I understand Captain
Farrell also knew her,

and he thought differently.

Greta, who told you
to come to Mitternacht?

Who deceived Fredric
into coming here?

Please, sir, I really don't...

It was that top secret envelope

and Frederic's
presence in Mitternacht

that convinced the
suckers, am I correct, Greta?

Now, tell us,

who put the envelope
into Fredric's luggage?

Mason, I have
already asked... Ouch!

Oh, excuse me.

Well, Greta?

He knew nothing about it.

Yes, I brought him here.

It was Dr. Kleinman
who told me to.

I'm sorry.

Yes, yes, yes,

I did put that envelope there!

I did it! I did it!

Mr. Mason, why...

Why did you want more time?

To send divers down
into that lake again.

Treasure or not,

let's find out
what's down there.

Well, this isn't
even the same place

they found the gold, is it?

Surely they weren't
tied up to the pier then.

Those bars of gold must
have been expensive.

In our country it's
called salting the mine.

Oldest trick there is.

But the boat was
here later, Colonel.

When the suckers came down
to pay Kleinman their money.

Haul it.

Haul the line.

It's Dr. Kleinman.

I had an idea Max
was alone in that plane.

The body's been weighted.

Look at the back of the head.

Inspector.

Yes, gentlemen, two murders.

Your man is free now.

Excuse me.

Aah!

Here you are.

Why did you do it?

Why didn't you say something?

- Why didn't you tell them...
- Oh, you little fool.

Here, get out of here quickly.

Why didn't... Do you
want him to kill you?

I didn't know what I was
doing, how it could hurt you.

I didn't know how much
you cared for the boy.

Please tell them
the truth, please.

I will, I will, but
you-you get out of here.

Run, I tell you.

Before he kills you! Run!

It's all right.

I'm all right.

Get away from her.

Don't you touch her.

Get away from her!

Get away!

Greta, stop it!

Control yourself.

I hit him; I am
sure I've hit him.

Over there.

What's the matter?

Too much pressure for you?

Nerves finally give out?

Two murders and a
half a million dollars?

I assume you have
the money with you?

A critic.

There's always
got to be a critic.

Now don't blame
the aunt too much.

Durfee threatened to kill her

if she ever mentioned his name.

That's what bothered me,

she was frightened
after Kleinman was gone.

Did you know it was Mr. Durfee

who was behind this
whole swindle, I mean?

Behind Dr. Kleinman and Max?

Well, why was
Durfee allowed in on it

when he wasn't a real investor?

Senor Ramirez also told me

it was Durfee who
introduced him to Kleinman.

And then when Durfee alone
among the so-called "suckers"

was suddenly willing to
admit there was a swindle,

point a finger toward a getaway

that he knew Max had
already accomplished,

yes, I'd say that...

Going somewhere, Greta?

Oh, Mr. Mason...

Without a valid
passport, too, I imagine.

My aunt is not
even really my aunt.

She took me in when I
was 14. Took care of me.

- Here, let me take that.
- No.

It's not a valid passport.

She only fixed it so
I could go to work,

to Germany where
they had jobs, that's all.

Please, Mr. Mason,
after all I have done...

Greta, you did nothing
I didn't force you into.

But I had been stupid enough

to let my aunt use me.

You see, I knew it had to be her

who really put this envelope
in Fredric's luggage...

Greta... Greta,
who are you, really?

I don't know.

I don't... even have a name.

There are lots of ones
like me from the war who...

Mr. Mason, this is
why I was so upset

when Fredric talked
about marriage.

You see, I... I am not
good enough for him.

I am not.

Of course not.

You were only willing
to give him up forever,

gamble on going to jail,

gamble on being killed

by pretending you
knew things you didn't.

You know, there's a good
way to solve the name problem.

Explain it to her,
will you, Fred?

♪♪

Mr. Mason,

I think I have an interesting
case to talk to you about.

Inspector.