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It's me, Penny!

I'm sorry Mr Anselmo, but there's someone to see you.

Well, let them wait.

It's urgent!

Always something!... always.

My dear Anselmo

I write to you in great haste and some diffidence.

I could not post this letter to you as all my mail is being censored.

The two bearers of this letter are my daughters.

Maria, whom you will remember as a baby,

and my little Eleanora, whom you have not seen.

You are the only one I can trust to take care of them...

as I have been warned that I shall be arrested by the new government, any day.

An English poet said "We must love one another or die,"

But the new government is blackening our country with a cloud of hate and fear.

Pray God that I may see you all again when that cloud has been lifted from my land.

Forgive me for giving you this burden without your knowledge and consent.

There is nothing else for me to do.

Until we meet again.

Your old friend, Pietr Brentano.

Two bairns.

Two bairns.

TWO BAIRNS!

Thanks.

Good evening Mr Anselmo!

Maria?

Eleanora?

And you are our father's friend Anselmo?

Yes.

Thank you.

Hot, eh?

Nora!

Nora!

Oh dear!... Oh dear!

Daly!

I have a sick patient.

Come on!

We have been travelling a long time.

We didn't have so much money to buy food.

She'll be alright in a day or two.

I'll give you both a sedative.

And then a good tonic and plenty of milk.

You'll need building up.

Maria!

You're boyfriend?

Yes...

It's Louis.

But if you have Louis, why did your father travel you alone?

Why doesn't Louis come with you?

Father needs him.

- He's working with your father, eh? - Yes.

My father is too well known. He knew the police would get him.

So he sent Louis into hiding to carry on the work.

When we left home, father was waiting.

That's pretty crook for you.

Penny!

Penny... you there? There's something burning!

She's gone on proper fire! She's on top.

Something's burning!

I'll do it!

You can wait there! I can do it.

I can cook!

Cup of tea, Mr Frack?

Oh... why not?

You didn't tell me you had a new waitress, Anselmo!

Daughter of an old friend of mine.

- Foreign by the sound of her. - Yeah.

She only come today, you know.

She got not work here.

Not working? We want to work!

You'll have to go to the police first.

Police?

Yeah.

Why the police?

You must register in their area...

Otherwise you don't get labour permit.

No, nothing to worry about, eh?

They won't eat you over in this country.

They're our friends, uh?

As long as you keep out of trouble.

I want make money for Nora and me.

Maria, forget about making money.

First you must get permission to stay.

Alright, I get permission 'til Father is free.

They put her old man in 'quod'?

Ah, Maria, look... governments come and go like leaves on trees.

You are young and optimist, but you must face facts.

Your father not very popular to the new government.

- General Galbern... - General Galbern...

He don't touch him.

He don't dare!

Too many people love my father.

He works only for peace.

Goodness me!... I forgot all about my cakes!

Ooh... thanks!

I hope you don't mind.

Oh... this come a few days ago.

It's for you!

For me?

My poor child!

You and Nora... you stay with me.

I know nobody can be like your father, but...

I will try.

You cannot go back now, Maria. You can't.

My father's.

He hated violence and destruction, and...

He used to say...

"This is my sword. "

They killed him.

Nora, she... she mustn't know yet.

No, she must not.

And how can you help him?

I will manage somehow.

But tell me, what's happened to Louis?

Don't worry, we'll soon hear from Louis, don't worry.

Now go upstairs to my room and lie down.

I'll take care of this.

Tomorrow we go... we get the permission, eh?

We all know a girl like you can get on without a permit.

Without work, for that matter.

Now Mr Frack, you talk with that piss once more, you no longer come to my caf�.

I, Maria Brent, swear by Almighty God

that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to his Majesty King George the Sixth,

his heirs and successors, according to law.

I, Eleanora Brent, swear by Almighty God that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance

to his Majesty King George the Sixth, his heirs and successors, according to law.

Not such a hurry Nora... wait for Maria.

Now you're British, eh?

I'll say! No more labour permits!

Maria, I'll rush 'round and tell Mr Burnett.

What does HE care? He's only an agent.

Well, it will be easier to get her a job.

He thinks he might get me some cabaret work in the autumn.

But what for?

Money!

More clothes, more everything.

You don't have to worry about HIM anymore.

Come... let's have a drink.

I've my avenging to do.

There we are...

What is the time?

What a kitchen!

And a large lemonade coming...

Let me buy it for her.

Oh no, it's on the house.

Smashing cook you are Miss Brentano, if I may say so!

No more 'Brentano', it's 'Brent' now, 'Brent'.

She�s a British, like me!

We can dig it!

- Ah, we got that cheap today. -Congratulations!

Wouldn't know what we'd do without her.

And it was sausage!

Thick soup twice.

There was something on your mind Maria.

Why not tell me?

No, I stressed everything behind then today.

Did that picture of Galbern upset you?

Do you want a sandwich?

Ham sandwich...

Make it 'specially for you... one minute.

You have a very long day for you. You are working too much.

I look after myself.

No, you don't.

You look after Nora, you look after me, you look after the business.

Then you look after Nora again.

No time for yourself.

You've done everything for us. We owe you so much.

That is not true.

I owe you.

For your working, for your paying back... look at the business...

Going up every day.

And I feel very, very guilty.

You're working too much.

What's on your mind?

Has this picture upset you?

One spaghetti meat sauce.

Well, you see... it set me thinking.

About your father?

Yes.

You see, uncle... father didn't mean me to do this all my life.

Nora will be soon be earning her own living.

If I could find someone... I could train her to take my place.

Then I could do what I really want...

I could teach, for instance.

Languages... or work on a paper, or...

Or writing.

You have been happy here?

Oh, yes, of course, but...

It seems... my mind is getting lazy, and forgetting my father and...

everything he worked for.

I am proud of you!

This is Pietr's daughter speaking!

You're not going to leave, you're not going away are you?

No, of course not, I'll be staying here with Nora.

You and Nora, you'll stay with me, and soon you'll find a nice fellow.

You'll settle down with your family.

Oh, nobody wants to settle down with me.

A fine young woman like you... should have a husband, your own home, kids...

Please, Uncle!

For 7 years you've been keeping your love for a photograph.

A photograph does not write, sends no flowers, no kisses.

Nothing!

There's no fun with a photograph.

You don't know what happened to Louis... but you know what happened to your father.

Maria listen, I've been thinking... take you mind off...

When we English want a real holiday... you know what we do?

What?

We get the heck out of the country.

That'd be nice... but what about the customers?

Penny can manage to get someone in... just for the weekend.

Oh, really?... Where should we go then?

Paris!?

French security police to see you, sir.

Two other gents with them.

Oh... thank you, John.

Foreigners!

Please sit down, gentlemen.

Well my dear Queval, who's the distinguished visitor this time?

General Galbern presents his compliments, sir.

His Excellency is passing through Paris and wishes to visit the British pavilion.

Does he?... A great pleasure.

His Excellency has 12 minutes to spare

10 minutes for the exhibit and 2 minutes for your greeting.

I don't really have anything I'd like to say to His Excellency.

You will warn your staff!

They're pretty spry... they know all the ropes.

No ropes!... No public at all!

It is our rule to close all buildings to the public when excellencies visits.

Your rule?!... You seem to forget that you are in France!

My dear fellow, you couldn't possibly do that!

It's infringing the catering licence, and all that sort of thing.

There'd be the most awful row.

It is our rule!

No time to get in touch with the Board of Trade.

I suppose you couldn't drive the general around a bit while we sort this out?

You needn't be afraid of the public in this pavilion, I assure you.

His Excellency is never afraid!

Of course not gentlemen... the less fuss the less slip.

I mean, just a private visit... 10 minutes?

A great honour.

Quite private.

Excellencies travel incognito.

Is that the man who killed father?

How do you do, sir?

Welcome to the British pavilion.

Just let me go!

Maria!

Louis!

Maria...

Oh, it's not true...

Your lovely hands!...

My poor Maria!

I'm a working woman, Louis.

I've got Nora to bring up, you know.

But your eyes will never change, Maria.

You didn't change at all Louis!

I could wonder you could recognize me!

Seven years!

A lifetime!

Yes, but... what is a lifetime?...

If we're still the same?

Hullo there.

You're in the photograph... Louis!

Uncle, it's Louis!

The photo youth! I'm Anselmo Pueri, uncle by adoption.

How do you do!... And you must be Nora.

I used to buy ice-cream, remember me?

I remember the ice-cream.

This is Rodd Saunders. He flies stuff for me for the exhibition.

How do you do!

He changed our lives, Louis.

Galbern is a murderer!

Is this some of your work?

Window-dressing the case.

What does it mean?

To keep the public on their toes.

It tickles Galbern's vanity, but that can't be helped.

Is this your table?... Ah, let's have something!

I'd like to borrow Maria for a few hours.

You're welcome! Take her... But bring her back safe, eh?

Got to go back to London tomorrow.

Rodd, you show Nora around.

I want to make a parachute jump.

Oh, you won't let her, eh?

What, me? I never could stand heights.

And we'll all meet here for dinner, eh?

Louis what about the danse chapeau?

What's that? Dancing?

Yes, we'll be down about 10 o'clock..

After dinner. Have a nice time.

Mr Rodd...

Do you have a friend with you?

Oh no...

I thought I saw someone... with a hat...

Oh that chap... he'd just had some business with Louis, that's all.

Nobody important.

White rose... like in the old days...

Oh Louis, I think of you always with father's work.

I do what I can.

Officially, for a living, I'm a journalist.

Isn't your life dangerous?

I'm not allowed to take risks.

Who gives you orders?

I'm a small cog on a big wheel, Maria.

I feel myself, I've become, I think, an expert.

And tell me... in all of this long time, did you think of me sometimes?

Always.

You never wrote me.

I was afraid to implicate you.

Everything's watched.

We haven't been living in public, you know.

Will you have to go back?

Some day.

Don't worry about it now.

Professional touch!

You never sauce like this in France. I could earn my living as a chef.

I DO earn my living as a chef!

You cook for a living?

I never stop.

I cook all the specialties for Anselmo's caf�.

And here am I showing off to you about my frogs.

It was wonderful watching you doing everything wrong!

And so pleased with yourself...

For the effect!

Oh, here is a telephone call... listen...

Tell them you're busy all day long, will you.

Gregor speaking.

I'm just back from it.

Yes, it came over very well.

Apparently didn't like it.

He's left already?

Yes, tonight at 11... it's all arranged.

I understand... goodbye.

A mixed salad.

Tell me...

How long is it since anyone called you Louis?

Not since the last time we mixed a salad.

I remember...

With Marco... interfering all the time!

Dear Marco... what a wonderful charming person he was.

Do you still see him?

No, I don't.

I wonder how he would fit in with your hard life.

He didn't fit in.

He's dead.

Don't let's talk about that life, Maria. We've such a short time.

I'm thinking... I might stay in Paris a little longer.

I have to leave Paris tomorrow.

That's what the telephone call was about.

Well, maybe some time you can come to London.

I don't know.

Let's enjoy today.

We must have a wonderful day.

Yes, we must.

I've forgotten how to dance.

I don't WANT to know the past!

Let's ask for a tango.

A tango, of course!... Do you remember our tango?!

- Could we have a tango? - Just a moment please.

Hey!... are you forgetting about me?

I'm sorry Maria... come... I'll get you a drink.

No... let's dance first.

Will you forgive me, Maria?

I have to go out for 10... 15 minutes.

- Oh, I'm sorry. - I shan't be long.

May I?

Yes... thank you!

Hullo!

He went by some minutes ago... what was keeping him?

Steenie doesn't waste time.

General Galbern's compliments,

- They may find the body. - What would you have done?

He was a noisy drunk... he might have blabbed.

That's enough!

We've got what we needed.

He was our only contact with the embassy.

Yes, I'm sorry.

You have to find somebody else.

Someone more reliable.

You'd better have this cash back... you leave for London tomorrow morning.

What shall I do when I get there?

You'll be met at Victoria Station.

- Will you warn the London committee? - Of course.

So long, Steenie... Don't talk in your sleep.

And keep your hands in your pockets...

'Til I tell you to use them.

Well, if this is true... Galbern will be in London 3 days.

And no public functions, but... there's a private party on the 3rd of May.

That's our chance.

Evening dress... dinner... cabaret.

This is no scene for me!

- That could be very exclusive. - We'll get in somehow.

We must!

We'll have to get out of France first.

That's a simple matter... now!

Marie, are you alright?

So glad you're back... Champagne?

Will you please do me a favour... go to this table there...

Take a photograph...

But from the other side... with my friend and I also in it.

Something wrong, Louis?

No, not really.

Well, look at our Nora... she is good.

Yes, she's wonderful.

They're right to say she would be very good in cabaret.

Is she a professional?

Of course, it's her whole life...

She's always talking about her dancing, her agent, her classes...

- She has an agent? - Yes, it's a man called Sid Burnett.

He's very good.

Now... if you please.

What's wrong?

You ill or something?

No... I couldn't sleep.

Better get going.

Nora's going to get a bit of a shock when she sees us tonight.

Listen, Rodd... I don't want you to see Nora.

Or Anselmo.

Or Maria.

Not see her?

But you nearly handed Nora to me on a plate last night!

Those are orders.

Sorry.

And this is Louis.

Had he changed much?

Well, it's 7 years, but that's the only difference.

Penny... that's for you.

Thank you... oh, it's lovely!

I'll go... thanks for the present.

Oh, Uncle... it was a wonderful weekend!

You liked Louis... didn't you?

Yes... yes... why not?

Young Rodd... he was a nice fellow.

Yes, of course... all Louis' friends are nice.

- The other one wasn't nice. - Which one?

The one who took the match from our table.

What had that man to do with Louis?

I don't know.

He was on the terrace with Rodd.

He sneaked away, but he was there.

He was also in the dancing place...

Making signs with the eyes to Louis.

- Nonsense! - Yes! Yes!

Maria... look!

Oh, white roses... and... But this is Louis!

He didn't waste much time.

He must have flown here.

I bet old Anselmo's got a tidy bit tucked away.

Do you know, the other day, he was telling me...

Look what they've brought me!

A pirate cap!... from Paris.

You gonna wear that in bed?

YOU'll never know!

- Little skull-and-crossbones. - Keeping them for the stew!

I couldn't wait.

- How long will you stay here? - A few days.

Today!?... Oh, thank you Mr Burnett.

Yes I can, right away.

Alright, I'll bring her. We'll be there now.

Now what's up... what's going on?

Mr Burnett's got an audition.

What audition?

Nora... take care of yourself.

And best of luck!

Oh, I must tell you this...

- Now what's the excitement? - Where's Maria?

In there.

- Maria! -Yes?

Louis!

Mr Burnett's rung up. He thinks he's got a job for me.

I'm to audition before Mrs Reginald Kellick or something.

It's all been got up in a terrific hurry...

and they're having 2 things in Covent Garden...

and Corelli the Clown... and me!

If I'm available.

Nora... it's marvellous!

Maria, Mr Burnett wants you to come with me and help me through...

We must go now!

- I'm sorry Nora... - Of course you must go!

You and me can meet afterwards, eh?

Penny, you wouldn't mind...

21 Smith Street, an hour from now.

Good luck, Nora!

I've made this specially.

Thank you.

"London girl makes good coffee" What a headline!

- Oh Mr Louis!

Please get a taxi, Penny!

Taxi indeed! You get it yourself, my girl... I'm not Maria.

Oh, alright then... Just this once!

Nora... am I going to be allowed some of Maria's time?

When I've done with her.

Nora, did you get your music?

Best of luck!

Goodbye

This is the rehearsal room, Mrs Kelly.

Not very nice, but...

Oh, my dear man...

I was practically born in a rehearsal room.

Just imagine!... Lady Wellbridge had given me 3 days notice.

With a party on a business day.

You didn't lose much time introducing your candidate!

A little bird told me.

Now if you care to take a seat, Mrs... er...

Thank you!

I'll have a hard one.

Don't bother!... A little dust won't hurt me.

Who's the other girl?

Oh, that's her sister.

Come to give her moral support!

Really? I didn't get much of that when I first went on the stage.

Well I hope she can dance.

Can't they start?

Alright, Miss Brent... begin!

She's enchanting.

I couldn't do it better myself.

I thought she was good, ever since I found her.

She's just back from Paris actually.

Paris is she? Doris will be out of the dumps if she can discover some little unknown dancer.

You mean if YOU can discover...

Oh, I only advise her.

Tell the child to stop and she can finish the dance at Lady Melbury's.

OK... that'll do.

Very pretty! Thank you my dear!

I gather you just finished a season in Paris?

Well, ring me up about 9 o'clock tomorrow and we'll settle the details...

I must fly now. I have an appointment with my masseur...

and he's so fearful with me if I'm late!

Goodbye.

I'm very grateful.

Always glad to oblige a gentlemen of the press.

And Maria goes too?

I can fix it.

You won't mention my name?

Alright. If that's the way you want it.

OK girls!... it's in the bag!

I don't have to ask!

- She got the job! I'm so pleased. - Very good.

Now what?

Shall we have a drink to celebrate?

No, let's just have a walk together, eh?

It's so nice to have you here with me, Louis.

Must you really go back day after tomorrow?

It looks like it.

Then this is our only evening together because tomorrow...

Why?

Do you have something to do tomorrow?

I have to go with Nora. Mr Burnett wants me to look after her, as you know.

There are so many things to go into in music...

Yes... of course!

Don't worry, we'll go out tonight anyway.

After someone I have to see.

Tell me about yourself. How are you working now?

Has Anselmo said anything to you about me?

Well, yes... he did.

He's worried.

I think he knows my journalism is only a cover.

We saw a man outside the British pavilion and Anselmo thought you knew him.

Well... what if I did?

Well, we didn't like the look of him.

Anselmo swears he saw you later in the caf� and then in the nightclub.

We have to use all sorts of people, Maria.

But there was no one like that in father's time.

We didn't need them, then.

You say you hated Galbern, Maria.

You talk so much about your father's work...

But what do you do?

Yes it's true.

But it was sort of totally different then...

Of course we talked in anger, but I suppose it doesn't add up to much.

No, it doesn't add up at all.

Were you serious when you said you'd like to help?

Oh, yes, Louis, I would like so much to work with you.

There must be something I can do for you in London.

Perhaps.

Let me know.

Who lives here?

A man I know. He's away on a news story.

What a strange life you have, Louis.

Never in a home of your own.

How many times I've worried over you, Louis...

Always afraid you were in danger.

You wouldn't want me to be a coward.

Oh no, of course not!

Louis...

Do you remember the old days?...

Or they were dreams.

Do you still love me?

Yes, Maria.

When I'm away from you I think I forget how much I love you.

I'm so glad you got a job!

Uncle...

Now I'm in the middle of a game of dominos.

Can you keep a secret?

Yes I can... what is it, eh?

I went around to Mr Burnett to sign my contract, and...

when I thanked him, he said something...

It just slipped out... and he asked me not to tell anybody...

Not even Maria.

Do you know what he said?...

"Always glad to oblige a gentleman of the press. "

Did he mean... Louis?

Wasn't it sweet of him?!

He must have got into touch with Burnett the minute got to town...

Just to please me... and make Maria happy.

Yes... just to make Maria happy.

- Promise not a word? - Oh no. I promise.

Not a word.

Goodnight.

11 o'clock!

Forgive me, Maria... I've forgotten everything.

Oh, I can go home by myself.

Tomorrow I'll come to see you off, in your dress.

Alright... oh, Louis... before we part...

Father's pen... I want you to have it now.

His "sword"... remember?

A relic from another world.

Forgive me Maria, I must go... will you be alright?

Of course darling... Goodnight.

Tomorrow.

Is that you Gregor?

Come on, the committee are waiting!

OK, I'm ready.

You've not got cold feet, have you?

Just reminding you... here in England, we haven't had to go as far as this before.

We've always operated within the law...

And within the sanction of public opinion.

In other countries, our members have had to behave differently.

In some, they've been driven underground already.

By people like Galbern.

- What are you driving at, John? - He's gone yellow.

This one action, attacking Galbern, whether it succeeds or fails...

- It won't fail! - Alright then, even if it succeeds...

It'll put public opinion against us immediately.

We'll lose every scrap of real sympathy we've built up for ourselves.

We shall have to cut down our program for a time at least.

Surely it's worth all that... to get rid of Galbern.

There'll be a rising against his government that'll shake other governments.

I agreed...

Plenty of people in this country will thank us for it.

They'll be glad when it's done, but they won't thank us for doing it.

Because they're too darned sentimental.

You're wasting our time.

John has a perfect right to state his point of view.

This has all happened so suddenly.

I just don't want us to be stampeded into an action we may regret afterwards.

If everyone thinks it's worth it, well and good.

The rest of us made up our minds to that a long time ago...

Now let's get on with it!

Agreed.

Agreed.

Sorry to have kept you waiting, Gregor!

Must get agreement, first.

How can we help? You're the expert.

I've decided to divide the responsibility.

A carrier taking the bomb... And an agent to place it.

But why?

Because it's safer for the agent.

The only evidence against him is during the time that he's SETTING the bomb.

Steenie's the agent... have you found a carrier?

I'm pretty sure I can guarantee the carrier, but Steenie CAN'T be the agent.

Why not?

That's what he's here for.

Steenie was seen with me in Paris... after I had been a little... careless.

- Look here Gregor... - It's too much of a risk!

These are my instructions.

You finish the job clean... with no trouble for the organisation.

We shall have to find someone else.

We'll have to borrow a dress for you, Maria.

Oh, thank you Miss Nora... I'm going to wear a dress of my own!

Louis is giving me one.

Well! When I was the woman in his life, he only gave me ice cream!

Oh, why of course... he's not so cold with ME my dear!

Nora... can you imagine...

He's arranging for a private car to take us there.

Oh, Maria... fancy thinking of that!

- Let's go to sleep now. - I'm much too excited!

Coffee!

The car is here!

Yoohoo!... They're just ready!

I hope!

The car's here!

He's early... he'll have to wait.

Where's Maria?

She's nearly ready... just do sit down for a minute.

Please tell Maria.

Alright... aren't you impatient!

Mr Louis's here!

She looks ever so lovely in your dress!

That's right, Penny.

Something wrong?

Just a mild sedative.

- Bye bye, Penny. - 'Bye Ducks.

Thanks, ever so.

They're looking at having cost-price.

Good afternoon.

Oh... Mr Balan, I shouldn't wonder!

Very glad to meet you!

- Run along, Gladys! - OK!

Well, you've started something, Mr Balan!

I don't think Maria �ll ever be the same again.

Oh, blimey... this place is like a fire station today!

Come on Penny... let's go and have a nice cuppa!

Maria!...

I've never seen you look so lovely!

Very simply... it's such a lovely dress.

Oh, Louis!...

If only you could come too!

I'll be here when you come back.

Gosh!... How beautiful!

Wait, Maria... I've something to tell you.

It's very heavy!

It's light for the job.

"The job"?

Maria...

Galbern will be there tonight.

Galbern's to depart?

- Is this a bomb? - Yes.

My dear, welcome to Nania.

No one will suspect you of carrying it in.

That's all I ask you to do.

You'll give it to one of our men.

He'll use the password...

"Curious tracery"

Are you listening?

Yes.

I thought you...

It's quite safe until the pin is removed.

The it takes 60 seconds.

Maria!

Why did you have to ask me at the last minute?

It's our rule... You might have told...

Even in your sleep.

Marie, it's time to go!

- No time to think... - She's nearly ready...

Nearly ready?... How can you treat me like this?!

Father believed in you more than anyone.

I've never let him down.

This is a fight, Maria.

Galbern killing your father... he murdered him.

And so many others.

You can't understand what's happened through these 7 years.

But you MUST trust me.

I do want to trust you, Louis.

What choice have I?

Then Maria, believe in me.

We've been waiting years for a chance like tonight.

But this is murder... Father never would have allowed it.

There was no fight then... We were all alive.

Maria... you've got a lot to learn. You've been so sheltered all this time.

But you told me you wanted to help.

But do you really think it's right to assassinate?

To free a whole people... yes I do.

"Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God. "

Remember?

I don't ask you to plant the bomb.

Only to carry it in.

Our man has the responsibility.

He'll make contact with you by admiring your handbag.

Who is it?

That's for you not to know.

You don't think I would ask you to do this, if I didn't know it was right?

"Curious tracery"

That's the password... it is curious, you know...

Quite textured.

How you have changed, Louis!

Why do you talk like this?

To keep you calm... yes?

You must behave as if you are accustomed to these things.

I'm ready!

Doesn't she loo lovely!?

You both look lovely.

Don't tell me YOU needed a sedative!

Poor old Daly and his sedatives.

Thanks for that.

For me?... What for?

For getting me my audition.

How do you know?

"Always glad to oblige a gentleman of the press"

Keep it to yourself.

Of course I will.

I don't want Maria to know.

I won't let you down, Louis.

Not for anything in the world!

Come on... What are you all waiting for?

Maria!

Here we go!

Go away, will you!

Are you alright?

Now you know everything.

Yes... but why drag ME into it... why not leave me alone?

You dragged yourself into it.

There are 2 kinds of people we don't fear...

Those who know and those who don't know.

Being suspicious will push ourselves half way.

That was dangerous.

Maria...

Now we should treat you as one of us.

You know what that means.

You made Maria break the law.

Criminals!... What kind of a man are you, eh?

Hiding behind a woman, making Maria do your dirty work!

Maria took the opportunity... That's all.

Remember... you must help us to protect her.

Maria!

Aren't you coming, Mr Anselmo?

Not for me... I have to get away.

Hullo... you're back early.

Something horrible happened.

There was an explosion.

An explosion!

Terrible!

It worked.

You don't think of everything, Louis.

Tell me!

Was I not supposed to mix with the guests?

I was watching from the terrace.

But when Nora was dancing, I went down for a closer look.

Good evening.

Hullo everybody.

It's my privilege to present a new tune!

What a beautiful day!

"Curious tracery. "

Aren't you ready yet?

Damn sure I am!

Alright! Alright!

I like you... I don't want you to help me.

I want you to be a good boy.

She was frightfully injured.

That was a good idea.

Idea?

Giving first-aid... a perfect cover.

Don't worry about Galbern, Maria... we'll get him!

Steenie �ll get him.

Steenie? That man downstairs?

No Louis! No more! No more with me!

You've had a shock!

- She didn't want to... - It wasn�t your fault!

Yes it was... mine and yours! We murdered her!

I've got her blood on me now!

I don't blame you for taking me into this!

Yes, I can be... that's your job!

But I'm Pietr and Tanya's daughter.

They'd die rather than have the Steenies work for them... and...

And I've failed him... I killed all that he lived for.

Keep your head, Maria!

You will send your Steenie back where he came from!

I don't want to have any more murder!

Maria!

Take that dress away and burn it!

What, your lovely dress?

I'll look after that.

What's happened to it?

There's blood on it.

Well, it'll clean.

Yes, Anselmo's Caf� here... who do you want?

Maria Brent... she not up yet. I'll take a message.

Scotland Yard!?... Is she...

Yes, I'll tell her... She'll b very pleased, thank you.

Who was that?

The police.

They want you to come down... to thank you for what you've done last night.

But I didn't...

Yes, they said you were very brave...

There was a man hurt... and you helped to save him.

They are very nice... you will see.

I'm afraid, uncle.

Ring up Louis... I must see him.

Louis?... You think Louis can help?

No more confidence in me, eh?

Uncle...

Take care of Nora, will you?

Get her off to her classes...

She's best out of the way.

The committee only want to talk to you before you go to Scotland Yard.

You needn't be frightened.

I'm not frightened.

Remember... they don't know you... Don't leave a wrong impression.

- Upstairs? - Yes.

What do you mean by "wrong impression"?

That you're erratic.

- Here? - Yes.

Aren't you coming?

I'll be there.

Brent.

- Yes. - Will you come in?

You sit over there.

Miss Brent...

I'm sorry...

It'd be better for you not to know us by sight just at present.

We want to welcome you...

You acted very efficiently last evening.

Doesn't it matter who was killed?

No one can blame you for what happened.

The whole plan... when I saw that girl dying, I knew how wicked it was.

- Do you mean unlawful? - Yes.

I must point out that people like Galbern are outside the law.

They acknowledge no limits on their powers.

General Galbern is an outlaw.

General Galbern is evil, but that little waitress...

That was an accident.

Oh, I should have known other people might be killed.

We all of us have to take risks for the sake of "The Cause".

Our lives... not innocent lives.

Innocent people, women and children, are being killed every day all over the world.

By governments, by dictatorships, by men like Galbern who serve the dictators.

Miss Brent, I think I know how you feel...

We've all of us had feelings like that.

But in our service we agree to take a very special risk... don't we?

We agree to devote even more than our lives...

Our conscience as well.

It's not a question of our personal feelings Miss Brent.

They must be set aside.

Then what have we to go on...

...except our own feelings?

Let's get to the point, Miss Brent...

I believe you uttered a certain threat.

Threat?... I?

I had to report, Maria... It's my duty.

You said: "I won't have any more murder!"

Yes!

That's sheer sentimentality!

You must understand, we can't pass over a thing like that, Miss Brent.

It could make the whole of our operations impossible.

We must have discipline.

I've nothing to do with you all.

You undertook the work of your own free will.

You can't back out of your responsibilities.

Gregor tells us a certain Marco was a friend of yours.

Marco is here?

We're going to tell you the truth about him now, Maria.

- As a warning! - As a lesson!

Do you know how he died?

No, I don't.

We killed him.

You killed him!?

We knew he was fond of good living.

He found our lives difficult.

And he went just too far.

He didn't get drunk...

He just loosened his tongue.

The police arrested one of us.

We didn't know who had given him away but...

There was a big job coming up.

Several of us were going to be working together in the same place.

We couldn't take the risk of leaving Marco free.

Just a moment.

Brent...

That's a photograph for our records.

You may go now, Miss Brent.

You'll get over it in time.

But when you go to Scotland Yard...

Watch your tongue.

Shame that I have to go.

They'd pull you in if you didn't.

Be careful, that's all.

I'm vouching for you to the Organisation, but...

You've not made it easy for me.

If the police showed any sign of acting on information...

I can't answer for you safety.

Understand?

Do you think she'll give us away?

No, no.

Come away Gregor.

Rodd is standing by... he'll fly you out.

I'm staying with you.

It's risky.

Gregor... you were ordered not to take risks.

You gotta keep out of trouble.

That's MY job.

Charlie!...

Come in!

Miss Brent.

Glad to see you, Miss Brent... my name's Eliot.

This is Miss Jackson.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

Come and sit down.

We wanted to thank you for what you did last night...

Your first aid saved the man's life... one of our men.

I'm glad.

Your name was formerly... Brentano.

- Yes. - You'd like a cup of tea, wouldn't you?

Thank you.

This is Sergeant Newcombe.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

You saw the explosion quite plainly?

Yes, I did.

Help yourself to milk and sugar.

You didn't notice anything suspicious?

Nothing.

We picked this up miss... It looks like part of a vanity case.

It was a cigarette case, it was mine!

You mean your case was destroyed by the explosion?

I want to explain!

You think you can tell us something about the people who did it?

Yes, I was one of them!

We went to kill that General Galbern.

You realise what you're saying Miss Brent?

Yes I do.

Of course, Miss Brent, you understand

...we have people coming in here and confessing to all sorts of crimes.

You say you went to kill Galbern... why?

He killed my father.

Pietr Brentano.

But you couldn't have placed the bomb...

You were nowhere near.

No, I carried it in... and someone else placed it.

Who?

I don't know...

There was a password...

Do you want to make a statement, Miss Brent.

If your evidence can help us, you might earn a pardon.

I suppose you realise that.

I didn't come here to sell my friends.

Can you identify them to us?

Identify them?

Do you believe they're planning another attempt on Galbern?

No, I don't know... I told them I won't have any more murder...

I'm sorry Miss Brent, but I'm afraid we shall want a little more than that.

You don't believe in me.

You just come in here and answer a few questions.

You know each other?

No... who is she, anyway?

Thank you, Miss Brent.

He's just a child.

They use a child... I had no idea he was in it too.

A very big organisation, spread all over the world.

They use all sorts of people.

Have you been in it long?

I'd nothing to do with it... 'til yesterday.

Come in.

Now, Miss Brent, we'll take care of you...

You'll have our protection from now on.

No... I don't want any favours from the police.

You won't notice it until you need it... Miss Jackson...

I hope they're not waiting for her when she gets back.

They wouldn't dare do anything to her in the caf�... they're much too clever.

If we see her leave with anybody, we'll pull them in for questioning.

She's our only link with them...

We mustn't let her get herself arrested or she'll shut up like a clam.

Don't worry... we'll handle her with kid gloves.

Which is more than her friends will do.

This is it... pull in at the next corner.

I know this place... I know the girl that lives on the 1st floor.

Will she play ball?

Yes, she's got plenty on her plate.

Just a minute...

What's it this time?

Scared to come alone?!

We've been wondering if you would give us a bit of help.

But I don't know anything about anything.

Do I?

Would you mind if we used your front window for a day or two?

A day or 2?!... Want me to cook for you?!

Actually she'd be quite good at cooking things.

Hey, just a minute... me 'usband's just off to business.

Bert!...

Bert won't give us away!

Yes, sir?

Could you give me something for a headache?

Certainly, sir... cinema type or hangover?

Good morning Mr Daly... a bottle of aspirin please.

A hangover, too?

No such luck... I had a rotten night though, so did Maria.

I gave her the last of mine this morning.

Oh, there she is now... ninepence... thank you!

Cheeky little woman... that'll be fourpence, sir.

Perhaps that's why she never quite got married.

Hello... is that you, Louis?

Come inside.

How did it go?

They've caught Rodd.

I've seen him.

So that's where he is!

What else?

I didn't tell them about any one of you.

Except myself... they showed me a piece of the cigarette case...

You must leave, Louis.

Rodd was going to fly us out.

You and me.

It won't be so easy now.

- I'm not coming, Louis. - What!?

No... I identified the case... I told them I carried it.

Are you mad?

You're coming with us, Maria.

No, I'm not.

What's he doing?

Gone up to see Mr Louis I suppose.

Is Louis upstairs?

He went up to wait for Maria.

Anything?

Not so far.

Has SHE got the news?

I think they're on to us.

Phil's got the car down the street.

Is SHE coming?

We'll be down.

Anything to eat?

A doughnut please.

Good morning, all!

Good morning.

How did Nora's little act go last night?

Oh, I think they liked it.

This "garden party... waitress killed... "

That wasn't the party they went to by any chance?

Why ask me... You know I'm busy.

Morning.

Coffee sir?

What about that twopence Mr Frack?

I had some 'coppers' somewhere.

You're lucky... they're never around when WE need them.

Speaking of 'coppers'...

Excuse me... what's upstairs? ... a club room?

No... no... it's all private.

Always something... always something!

There's a bloke downstairs, looks like a plainclothesman.

Some funny blokes in the street, too.

I shouldn't wonder if they were all around us.

As I passed, I thought I saw a police car around the corner.

Go and have a look down the alley.

The best place is the back bedroom.

OK.

Come, Maria...

I've got a job to finish... You're coming with me!

No!...

You wouldn't want anything to happen to Nora, would you?

Nora?!

Take it!

Head straight across the caf� into the alley.

If people look, just behave naturally.

What about the others?

My orders are to suit myself... and I obey orders.

Go on... hurry it up!

Bring Maria!

Stay where you are!... Everybody!

Maria!

It's a bomb!

Who is Lena Collins?

That's YOUR name now!

Look what I've brought you.

Thank you.

What day is it?

It's October now.

You've been here a long time.

Have you been to see me before?

Yes, lots of times.

Tell me... why do they keep calling me Lena Collins?

I've explained it to you... You always forget again.

Nora is alright, is she?

Yes, she's fine... she's doing really well.

The nurses tell me not to worry.

And my uncle?

He wasn't injured... only a few scratches.

The caf� was a mess, but they're rebuilding it now.

How much do you remember?

I remember there was a horrible explosion.

I saw 4 men go down into the cellar...

First, Louis Balan...

next, Bill, the car driver...

Then a man from the police went down.

Steenie followed.

No one else went down before the bomb exploded.

That's right, isn't it?

That's all I remember.

Well... just sign at the bottom.

That should satisfy the coroner.

I wonder if you can identify any of these things...

They were found in the remains of a jacket in the cellar.

This is my cigarette lighter.

These I don't know.

My father's pen... I gave it to Louis.

You recognise it?

Oh, yes... you see...!

Inspector Eliot...

Is Louis... dead?

He and Steenie are missing.

That's what we call it when we're not sure.

Would you like to keep the pen? I'm afraid it's rather battered.

Oh, thank you... It's all I have left of my father.

Why don't I go now... we mustn't tire you.

Yes, but first... Can I see my sister soon?

We'll think about that tomorrow... when you're stronger.

It won't be long now.

Settle down... rest.

I wrote to Nora... It's private... It won't be opened.

Is that because you signed yourself 'Maria'?

I've explained this to you before... We call you 'Lena Collins' for your own safety.

- But it's not for always! - Yes!

But not for Nora and Anselmo!

Can I come in?

I can't make her understand this.

No one must know Maria Brent is alive... No one!

But do they believe I'm dead?

My dear... it had to be so.

You told me yourself, you could never be safe again.

You see, we had a lot of trouble with that Galbern business...

It created a very delicate situation.

We can't afford to give the Organisation another chance.

You see my dear, it isn't just you...

It's really an international problem.

We can't afford to let them strike again.

I suppose I deserve it.

So what are you going to do with me now?

Are you going to keep me in prison?

No.

There is an alternative.

- Alternative? - Yes.

But this must be kept absolutely secret.

You CAN go free...

Under your new identity.

We can change your appearance and give you a fresh start in another country.

You're young... you have a strong character.

You mustn't stay cooped up all your life... not a real person like you.

You must BECOME Lena Collins!

You mean, pretend to be someone else for the rest of my life?

More than that... BE another person!

They'll recognize me.

We can take care of that.

You can dye your hair...

You have a high forehead... You're wearing a fringe...

We could take away the fringe.

- That's all? - No.

We should need to alter the shape of your face slightly.

It's done in beauty treatment every day.

Plastic surgery.

No... I couldn't!

Lena dear... you've been very brave.

You've had some surgical treatment already.

No... you wouldn't do it against my will...!

You wouldn't do it without telling me!?

No... of course not. You could see Nora again.

See Nora again.

Not to talk to... But you could see her dance.

Look what I've brought you.

Nora's getting along very well... See her partner?

He looks charming.

Think it over...

You can take your time.

The caf�'s hardly changed.

Dear Anselmo...

Strange... you live in a street for years and it is nothing, just a street.

And now I've remembered every single thing.

And Nora in and out to her classes, and...

All part of London.

You'll be seeing her dance first.

I'm anxious to see her myself.

Hi there...!

Some service here!

Well... what's it now?

What's wrong with ME?

There's no prize in this theatre for mind-reading, mister!

- What'll it be? - A large Irish, before the bell goes.

The curtain bell has 5 minutes yet.

If your death bell gives you that much time, you'll be luckier than you deserve.

What's the matter, Lena?

That voice...

I know I saw...

What is it?

Nothing, I've just seen someone I recognize.

Just a moment.

They've gone to see Nora!

Who's gone to see Nora?

Those people... I could never forget that voice!

But who are they?

The Committee... in the dark room!

They must have got hold of Nora...

You come along, Lena... come along quickly!

As soon as you can.

Security are getting through to Inspector Eliot on the direct line to London.

We should act without them, of course.

Don't excite yourself, Miss Collins, Nora Brent's only a messenger, probably.

A go-between... but she might lead us to some bigger fish.

She mustn't come to any harm.

If only I could do something!

Would you ask Eliot to let Miss Collins help us...

She might identify someone and give us a signal.

Oh, is that you, Eliot?

You have?!

Have they got a line on it?

Early next week, you say?

Yes... I should say so!

Just a minute... Miss Jackson is with me.

You know what?

That new air-attach� that's due next week... he's the son of General Galbern.

General Galbern!

Oh God!

Miss Collins... we're talking to you!

I'm sorry... Nora is dancing... I'm ready.

Now, you remember what we told you.

As soon as you recognise anyone, drop your handkerchief and clear out of the way.

If you have to speak, say as little as possible.

Wonderful... I'm sorry I must go.

Hey... Nora!

My goodness... it's on you tonight.

Not tonight, I'm sorry, I'm meeting someone.

You know what Anselmo said...

Strictly business!

You haven't much time.

45 minutes, Miss!

I shan't be long, Gerry.

Buy you a Guinness tomorrow, eh?

- OK Nora... goodbye. - Goodbye.

They're heading for that clump of trees.

You'll have to signal us with your torch.

We'll follow close behind you.

Sergeant!... Miss Jackson and I will follow Miss Collins...

When the 2nd car comes, send it 'round to the other side of that patch of ground.

I beg your pardon, miss...

Do you want anything?

Are you looking for someone?

I came to see you, Nora.

You had the advantage of me for a moment, Maria.

Maria?!

You're not Maria!... Maria's dead!

No... it's me, Nora.

I've been in hospital... they've had to change my face.

Why didn't we know?

The police are onto us.

To save my life, Nora.

I thought you were dead too, Louis.

We are both ghosts in the same world.

The betrayer and the betrayed.

To save your life... what do you mean?

Louis talks of you as a saint... you were together.

Nora, darling... I came here tonight to see you dance...

I wanted to see you before you go away, and...

You're lying... you're working for the police, nothing else would bring you here!

Louis!

You loved each other!

You didn't give him away to the police!

Don't expect the truth from her... Come, Nora!

Nora, listen to me...

Nora they don't thank for anything... They lied to you to make you work for them.

They lied to me, too!

They don't fight with clean hands. They just kill.

And they don't mind who they kill.

Nora, there is nothing to offer you with Louis' people.

Please don't throw yourself away.

Just talk, Maria! Nora's grown up... she's her own mistress.

You never loved anyone, Louis.

I trust Nora.

You mean, you use her.

You only use people because they let themselves be used by men like you.

So much the better... if they're useful fighters.

Your fight's gone rotten... you're no better than Steenie now.

Nora, you must believe me!

Get going, Gregor!

Nora!

Come on!

Nora!... understand... believe...

Nora!

I'm not with you, Louis!

It wasn't right.

We must love one another or die.

And in our hearts we know this to be true.