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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.
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