All language subtitles for The Saint -- 3x09 -- The Death Penalty

Marseille is the oldest city in France,
supposedly founded by the Greeks in 600 B.C.

Since that time it's been
a meeting place for all the

races of the world, the
port of the seven seas,

and sometimes said to harbor the
worst criminal elements in Europe.

Me, I'm just passing through,

or at least I was until I picked
up a French nail in my English tire.

We're finished?

Are we, monsieur?

How much do I owe you?

There's no charge, monsieur.

Why not?

Because it's a great honor to change
your tire for the famous Simon Templar.

- You've been very
elusive this evening, Sousa.

I... I'm
sorry, Mr. Osman.

I wanted to speak to you about
business.

I was coming to see you, Mr. Osman.

I swear I was.

How kind of you.

Of course you understand
that I'm moving in.

Yes.

Yes, I'm taking over the
whole district from here to Naples.

Of course, I won't give
you any trouble, Mr. Osman.

- No, I don't think you will.

Let him go.

- But Mr. Osman.
- Let him go.

- You won't regret this, Mr. Osman.

I promise you I'll work for you.

I'll do anything you say.

You can count with my fullest cooperation.

Thank you, thank you.

He is dead, monsieur?

That's Muffin.

He was hit by your car?

No, by a bullet in the back.

Laura, bet I can get down there in a minute
and five seconds. -Well, don't you dare try.

What's the matter? Chicken?

I hate fast driving, I've told you before.

Then we'll have to get
you used to it, won't we?

What are you doing?

You are show-offs! I hate it!

Hey, it's not too bad.
One minute, eight seconds.

It wasn't too bad, was it?
-No, no, I hate it.

It absolutely terrifies me.

You need to do it deliberately,
stupidly, sadistically.

Oh!

Laura, look! I'm sorry, I...

Sorry? You're tiresome, dull, and stupid,
so don't ever do hear speak to me again!

Laura, come back!

Laura, you can't walk
all the way, it's ten miles!

Look!

Good afternoon!

I would like to find out
I'm not in the habit of

picking up strange girls
on the roads of France.

Unless, of course, they happen to be
ravishingly beautiful

and have a sore foot.

Are you going to town?

Then tell me in this day and age
you're actually taking the path of virtue

and walking home after a car ride.

Come on, let me give you a lift.

You've been awfully sweet.

Please come in and have a drink.

I'd love to.

Laura!

What on earth have you
been doing?

Hello, Dad.

Fighting with Toby.

I want you to meet the
most fascinating man.

He rescued me in the
mountains and brought me

home and he's kind
and self-sacrificing and...

What is your name?

Simon Templar.

My father, God bless Christ.

Mr. Templar.

I know you by reputation.

Good, I hope.

Mixed.

But at any rate, you're most welcome.

Thank you.

Well now, what's all this about?

Old Toby was driving like a maniac so I
slapped his face and started a walk home.

Mr. Templar picked me up and saved
me from doing myself a permanent injury.

Laura!

Mmm, soda water's cheap.

Mmm, right through to heaven.

So good for the carpet.
-Yes, quite.

Well, give him a drink, Dallas.
The least we can do.

What will you have, Mr.Templar?

A scotch, please.

Here's, erm, a soda.

Water.

Isn't he sweet?

Here's some lovely paintings.

Yes, they're nice, aren't they?

Van Gogh, Constable.

Mmm, and that one's a
Utrillo, and there's a money.

Magnificent.

And very expensive.

Darling.

Well, I was trying to impress him.

You have.

Aren't you nervous?

What about?

There's so many art thefts
on the Riviera these days.

They're all insured.

I'm glad to hear that.

It's a crime.
-Cheers.

And you better cancel your
table at La Crave d'Or tonight.

Why?

Oh, yes, I'm not talking to Toby, am I?

And, er, I can hardly go alone.

Would it be too presumptuous of
me to ask if I could be second choice?

Oh, isn't he absolutely super?

Simon, would you?

Of course I'll check into the hotel, take
a shower and pick you up at what time?

That it?

And you are the nicest man I've ever met.

Merci.

Oh, c'est ça.

Voila, voila.

Distinguished Chief of
Police, Colonel Latignant.

How are you?

I am well.

At the moment.

Nice to see you.
-And you.

Even though your appearance in my
part of France usually means trouble.

Colonel, I'm as innocent as a baby.

Yes.

You picked up Galbraith Stride's daughter
this afternoon on the Grand Corniche.

Is that a crime?
-No.

But it so happens that
Monsieur Stride has one of

the most valuable art
collections on the Riviera.

Colonel, I can assure
you I'm here on holiday.

Yes, and even on holiday
you witness a murder.

Yes.

That poor devil in Nassez.

Find out who he was?

His name was Ari Sousa,
long criminal record.

Known to be a member of the most dangerous
vice ring on the Mediterranean coast.

A Latina, huh?

You know about them.

Quite frankly, I'm surprised
you even let them exist.

We do not let them exist.

We cannot break them.

They are incredibly well organized.

Their leaders are hidden.

Sousa ran their rackets in Marseille.

Oh, this is most handsome.

It's yours.

A bribe?

A gift.

Oh, thank you, I accept.

At the same time, I must warn you.

I do not want you to take the law,
the French law, into your own hands.

Let us be sure your holiday
continues without incident.

Well, tonight it will be decided.

Yes.

Why, Trape, don't tell me you're nervous.

Of course not.

Are you ready to leave?

Yes, as soon as Clemens has the figures.

I've waited for this a long time.

And tomorrow, tomorrow it will all be mine.

Are you finished?

Yes, almost, sir.

I need those figures now, Clemens.

Who's paid in how much?

You'll have them, sir.

You promised them for nine o'clock.
It's ten past.

Just another couple of minutes, sir.

You don't approve of my
taking over, do you, Clemens?

It's not for me to say, sir.

No.

But after tonight, I am the Latini.

Complete and absolute charge.

You won't find it as easy as it
was in Marseille and Naples.

Meaning?

Well, you're liable to get hurt.

Killed, you mean?

Yes.
-Sir!

Yes, yes, sir.

You'd like to see me dead,
wouldn't you, Clemens?

Answer me!
-No, sir.

How many drinks have
you had tonight?

Just one.

You're a liar.

You have five more minutes, that's all.

With my compliments, Mr. Chancellor.

Thank you, darling.

I say, it's always a pleasure
to visit your establishment.

I'm delighted to see us doing so well.

Oh, yes, I give people the best
and I charge them the highest.

I cannot complain.

Please, enjoy yourself this try.

Thank you.

What a nice man.
Pretty champagne.

A shrewd one, too.

Five years of gorgeous place from nothing
to the best club in this part of France.

Cheers.
-Cheers.

Don't look now, but we're being followed.

Oh, do tell me when I can look, thank you.

That's Toby.

You're glad to see him.
-Oh, no.

Oh come up, Laury. You'll like him, admit it.

He's so young, so immature.

You're not exactly
creaking with age yourself.

Well, I think a woman should marry a
man at least ten years older than herself.

I see, miss.

Now, don't be too rough on him.

Good evening, all.

Good evening, Toby.

I'm Simon Templar.

I'm Toby Halidom.

Will you join us?

I'm not sure I'm welcome.

How very perceptive of you.

No, I... No, I'm terribly sorry
about... about this afternoon.

You should be.

No, I have, honestly, and I apologize.

I was completely in the wrong.

You certainly were.
-Oh, please.

Oh, please forgive me.

Well?

How about some champagne, hmm?

Toby doesn't drink.

Oh, congratulations.

But I do.

Toby, it does occur to me that your
position in this battle needs consolidating.

I need something.

If I may make a suggestion,
why don't you ask Laura to dance?

I'm afraid that's impossible.

You see, this afternoon
I had a long walk home

and my feet are so
sore that I couldn't

possibly dance with
anyone for a very long time.

Come on, Laura, you can't
stay mad at me forever.

No, I suppose I can't.

Excuse us, Simon.

There must be some mistake.

No, no mistake, Mr. Dali.

But I have already paid 60,000
francs, my dues in full, for six months.

That's most unfortunate, Mr. Dali.

I'm dreadfully sorry, but, you see,

these errors in bookkeeping invariably
creep in when management changes.

Changes?

Yes.

As of tonight, I've
been in the wrong place.

I am head of the Latini,
in complete charge.

Your previous payment is,
how shall I put it, nullified.

Are you asking me to pay again?

Not asking you, ordering you.

But this is extortion.

Yes.

It is not fair.

No.

I cannot pay it.

I will not.

Yeah.

Do you see three men getting
Mr. Dali's oats just now? Yes, Mr.

Templar.

You know where they were?

I do not know, monsieur.

Thank you.

Now, listen, Dali.

If you won't let Dor stay
in one piece, you pay me.

Otherwise, you have problems.

Just a little something in the cream,

and the customers who
take cream in their own

hands, and their coffee
will get very, very sick.

Yes.

And food poisoning
invariably results in lawsuits.

Do you understand, Dali?

I think he understands.

But he doesn't agree,
right, Dali?

Great.

We're going somewhere?

Dali, I have a complaint.

A nice champagne.

It has a slight flavour of cork.

Not acute, but enough to spoil the bouquet.

Would you mind giving it
your personal attention?

Tell him to get out, Dali.

I think you had better go.

Surely you're not ignoring my complaint.

Get out.

You know, Dali, you really must be
careful about the riffraff you let in here.

Give the place a bad name.

Wait.

My friend, you've no idea
what you've stepped into.

It would be very wise if
you left quietly, you know.

Dali, my champagne, please.

Yes, Mr. Templar.

Templar?

Oh, you remember?

Remember what?

We met last night in Marseille,

when you shot Henri Souza.

Don't be such a fool.

He heard what he said.

There is a time and a place for everything.

The next time we meet,
Mr. Templar, things will be different.

Mr. Templar, I am sorry.

I know you want only to help me,

but these men are dangerous.

Dali, I can be rather dangerous myself.

I'll tell you what, we'll talk
later when the club's closed.

Good.

Something he drank.

Simon, we thought we'd saw the last of you.

Is that what you were thinking?
-Of course not.

Well, I thought as you
two seemed to have buried

the hatchet, you might
just prefer to be alone.

Not at all.

Toby.
-Well, I answered.

You see? -No, you invited me out to
dinner, and you can't back out now.

Dad was a witch.

Sit down.

Good evening, Stride.

I told you never to come here,

under any circumstances.

But I have something important to tell you.

Nothing is that important.

My business life is totally
separate from this house,

and from my daughter.

Ah, yes, Laura.

I'd almost forgotten she existed.

How old is she now?

That's none of your affair.

Twenty-two, twenty-three.

She must be completely grown up.

Osman, get this straight.

I put you where you are
because you're useful.

You are not indispensable.

That is a matter of opinion.

There are a dozen men
ready to take your place.

And what about your place?

I beg your pardon.

It's very simple, Stride.

You're finished as head of the Latini.

However, for old time's sake,

I shall give you the chance
to back out gracefully.

You're out of your mind.

Or else you're drunk.

Oh, no, no. I am very moderate
in my consumption of alcohol.

Moderation is so important
in liquor, women, everything.

Are you seriously suggesting that you
can take over the Latini?

I already have.

Don't be absurd.

There's Rossi in Sicily,

Barbello in Naples,

Sousa in Marseille.

They'll kill you.

Yes, yes, that occurred to me.

Have you heard from any of them lately?

Yes, I spoke to Sousa yesterday morning.

Yes.

Probably his last telephone conversation.

What do you mean?

I shot Sousa last night.

You know, this is excellent, cognac.

Toby, I don't know how
I'm going to tell you this,

but, well, you're very sweet and very nice,

but I won't marry you.

Why?

I suppose I want a
man who's, well, exciting.

And I'm dull, is that it?

Good night, Toby.

Laura.

Laura, I love you.

You'll get over it.

Yes, we'll work out a percentage for you.

A small one, of course.

I suppose you know
this will start a war of

revenge that will shatter
the entire organization.

I have plans for
developing mortals, Cyprus,

that you know nothing about.

How could you possibly cope with those?

Oh, I'm a very willing pupil.

And... Hello, Dad.

Oh, am I interrupting?

Oh, yes, dear, we, um,

well, we were just
discussing some business.

Oh, sorry.

It's not Laura.

Not little Laura.

You don't remember me? Why, no.

Should I?

No, my dear, of course you shouldn't.

Last time I saw you,

you were wearing a most
dreadful school uniform,

black stockings and a
most appalling straw hat.

A uniform, hideous.

Galbraith?

She's charming.

And very beautiful.

Why, thank you, Mr.Osman.

Abdul.

Abdul Osman.

And please don't rush off.

I haven't seen you for a long time.

Twelve years.

What if you're sure I'm not disturbing you?

No, no, no, of course not.

We finished our business.

Yes, we have.

Ah, by the way, when can I
expect your decision?

You've had it.

Perhaps you'll change your mind.

He never does, Mr. Osman.

There is a first time for everything.

Are you staying here long?

Only for three days.

Where are you staying?

On my yacht, the Luxor.

You may have noticed it.

Not the big white one
moored off the old quay.

Yes, that's right.

We drove past it tonight.

It's magnificent.

Would you like to see it?

Well, I'd love to.

Perhaps you'll lunch on board tomorrow.

Now look here, Osman.

Oh, you too, of course, Galbraith.

That goes without saying.

Thank you, I have an engagement.

Well, I haven't and I'd adore to.

Laura, splendid.

The dinghy will pick you
up at the old quay at noon.

Is it convenient?

I'll look forward to that.

Good.

And now, Laura,
you must tell me all about yourself.

What have you been
doing all these twelve years?

Quite simply,

the Latini is a terrorist organization.

I pay ten thousand a month.

You can twenty thousand a year.

Yes.

It is cheap for what I get in return.

Oh, what do you get in return?

I am left alone.

I see.

And Osman?
-I don't know.

He must be a high official.

He claims to be taking over.

Of course, I do not know who the leader is.

No one has ever seen him.

Every three months a
man comes and I pay him.

I can afford it.

Darling, it's extortion.

My friend,
I know you mean only for the best.

I'd like to help.

You can help me best
if you do not interfere.

This restaurant is my life.

I do not want to lose it.

Come on, darling, if
that's the way you want it.

Good night.
-Good night.

No.

With my compliments.

Thanks, I'll see you around.

There he is.

About time.

Come on, cheer up, Toby.

You know what they say
about the path of true love.

Thanks.

I just don't know how to
handle Laura, that's all.

Try giving her a good spanking.

Oh, great.

Women like to be dominated.

Yeah, I'm not the type.

Is that with some character on the yacht
today, a business associate of her father's?

Checkmate of Osman.

Osman?

Yes. You know him?

Yes, we've met briefly.

You say he's a business
associate of her father's?

Yes, absolutely filthy with money.

Absolutely filthy without it.

My dear Laura,
how lovely you look.

Thank you.

I've planned our entire
day, do you mind? Not at all.

You've no idea how much
I've looked forward to this.

It's so easy, isn't it?

Too easy.

This has been one of the
loveliest days of my life.

I'm glad.

I'm sorry?

Sorry?

That it's over.

It's not over yet?

Excuse me, sir, you wanted
on the ship to shore telephone.

Must say.

Thank you, Trape.

A business call I've been expecting.

Will you excuse me?

Don't be long.

No.

Miss Stride.

Hello, Mr. Clarence.

Well, if he doesn't pay,
take the usual steps.

Just exactly what is it
you're trying to tell me?

Well, it is, you see.

I've made a lot of mess in my life.

The reason is...

Clarence!

May I see you for a
moment, please?

Yes, sir.

Shut the door, Clarence.

It's an error.

Are you going to deal with
what I'm doing?

I'll kill you.

Is anything wrong?

Wrong?

Mr. Clarence seemed strange.

Oh, it's such a tragedy, my dear.

You know, he's drunk
practically all the time.

I do wish I could help him.

Now, look, let's forget about Terrence.

We have the whole evening ahead of us.

No, Toby.

Don't do anything.

Don't handle this my way.

If you don't mind.

Abdul?

You said there could be other days.

Yes.

Tomorrow?

The dinghy will pick you up at 12 o'clock.

I... I enjoyed every
second of today.

So did I.

And I hate to say good night.

Hello.

Hey.

Did you have a nice time?
-Oh, marvelous.

It's absolutely charming.

That is the most fascinating
man I've ever met.

Laura, dear.

I never interfere with your life, do I?

No.

Well, I'd like to ask you a favor.

Yes?

Please, don't see Osman again.

Are you serious?

Very.

Why?

Because, dear, I ask you not to.

I don't understand.

After all, you're not
exactly hard up for friends.

That's not the point. You must
have some reason for asking me this.

Yes, I have.
-Well, what is it?

Laura, dear, you're not nearly as
sophisticated as you think you are, you know.

Now, please take my word for it.
Don't see Osman again.

Why?

And don't keep saying why all the time.

That is so unreasonable.
-It isn't.

Well, I think it is.

Well, then, you'd better
just do as you're told.

Dad, I'm not a six-year-old
for heaven's sake.

And don't be insolent.

Insolent?

Out of nowhere, you make this
absurd and mid-Victorian demand that I...

It's not absurd.

It is to me.

But, look, what's wrong with him?
Anyways, you're a friend, isn't he?

He told me today that every
penny he's made he owes to you.

Abdul Osman is a depraved, evil man.

Then why are you so close to him?
-I'm not.

I met him in his house.

He was here on business.

Just exactly what is so
terribly bad about him?

Oh, he's very clever, I know that.

Charming, sophisticated,
glamorous to you, no doubt.

And I know perfectly
well what he's done to you.

Tony?

Yes, I saw you in the car letting him kiss
you and paw you like some cheap little...

How dare you say a thing like that?

He kissed you, I saw him.

He kissed me because I wanted him to.

I practically threw myself at him.

But don't you understand?

He's low, common, and despicable.

And I forbid you to see him again.

Perficient?

Oh, dad, don't be so silly.

You'll have to see him again.

You understand?

That is an order.

Why don't you tell her the truth?

What do you mean?

I've been listening to you
play the high-handed violin.

Please go!

On the other hand, if you
tell her the truth about Osman,

you'll have to admit
you're the head of a Latini.

I can't.

You may have to.

Never.

Look, Stride, young people
don't know many idols these days,

and Laura worships you.

I just hate to see a disillusioned.

But I am going to get you and Osman.

And if Laura gets hurt in the
process, that's just too bad.

So, what happens next?

I haven't much choice.

Go ahead.

And that's the difference
between you and Osman.

He would have pulled the trigger.

Here he comes.

Here he comes.

I told you to come alone.

My dear Stride, don't be absurd.

You select this deserted place for a meeting
and you expect me to come unprotected?

I get to the point.

Well, I'm prepared to
make certain concessions.

Very wise.

But on two conditions.

Which are?

One, that you leave at once.

I'm sailing tonight.

What's the second?

That you never ever see Laura again.

That's right.

She's enchanting.

And don't discuss her.

I can't help it.

Why am I even falling in love with her?

You never see her again.
Do you understand?

Well, in that case, I must find
someone else to amuse me.

Well then, what are these concessions?

You can have all the territories in
the Middle East and North Africa.

You're gone.

That's all.

You're joking.

That's all, understand?

You're a has-been, Stride.

You're old and incompetent.

Most of the latini have moved over to me

and I want the rest of them.

Never!

Just for old times' sake,

I'd prefer nothing happened to you.

But if I have to, I'll give
the order and you'll die.

Laura, suppose we go for a swim and have
some lunch afterwards at the beach club?

I've been to the beach
club three times this week.

The same dreary people.

And what do you want to do?
-I don't know.

You invited yourself over
here, so suggest something.

I don't know what your trouble is.

You're being disagreeable because
your father won't let you see Osman.

Don't be stupid.

Go on, admit it.
You like the man.

Well, what if I do?

Well, he's vulgar, flashy and smooth.

I think he's charming.

Then you have the oddest taste in men.

I don't see that as any of your business.

Simon Templar agrees with me.

Oh, does he now?

I take it you've been
discussing this with everybody?

And your father agrees.

Osman's a creep.

Well, at least he doesn't bore me to death.

And I do, is that
it?

Frankly, yes.

To destruction.

Then there's no point in my staying, is there?
- Exactly.

I shall go to Mr. Osman's yacht for
some grown-up, civilized conversation.

She's not coming.

Yes, but... And just for once, couldn't
you appear with her and drink in your hand?

What?

I've hung out for one day.

Laura!
-Hello.

You're early?

Do you mind?

Mind? Of course not.

I'm delighted.

I'll fix you some drinks.

Laura!

I'm sorry, monsieur.

Miss Laura has gone out.

Oh? Where?

I do not know, monsieur.

But she's with Mr. Toby.

Oh, no, monsieur.

They had a big fight.

Very mad.

Miss Laura go off alone.

I see.

Thank you a note.

Well?

I've planned another perfect day.

Have you?

You don't sound very enthusiastic.

Sorry, I was... I was
thinking of something else.

As a matter of fact, I very
nearly didn't come today.

Didn't come?

Dad didn't want me to.

But why?

For some ridiculous reason.

He doesn't seem to approve of you.

And very wise, he is too.

Oh?

Well, I'm a very disreputable fellow.

Are you?

Completely.

Excuse me for a moment.

Finished?

Yes, sir.

Yes.

Yes, that should do it.

Now, deliver it to Stride at once.

Make sure he understands
I'm sailing at nine.

Will Laura.
-I will, sir.

And Clements, stay sober.

You'll live longer.

You're telling me the truth.

She is on board.

Yes, sir.

Does she know anything?

Not yet, sir.

I tried to warn her against him.

Well, you see, Clements,

she doesn't know what I am.

All right, you can go.

What do I tell him, sir?

Tell him to remember John Paul Jones.

I don't understand.

I have not yet begun to fight.

Unless Mr. Stride gives in,
Osman sails tonight at nine o'clock.

Will Laura?

Yes.

Where?

I don't know.

Will Stride capitulate?

I'm not sure.

I doubt it.

What made you come to me?

Mr. Osman regards you as a very dangerous
enemy, so I thought she might help.

I will.
-Mr. Templar,

if he ever finds out I came
to see you,

he'll kill me.

Where the devil have you been?
What kept you?

Why not?

Did you see Stride?

Yes, sir.

Does he understand what will
happen unless he's on board by nine?

I think so, sir, sir.

Will he come?

Why, I'm not sure, sir.

Well, we still have two more hours.

Sorry about this interruption,
my dear business.

Sorry.

Adler's been a lovely dinner,

but I think I really ought to go now.

Dad will be worrying.

But it's early.

Please ought to be, I ought to go now.

That's very unfortunate.

Pardon?

My dear Laura, you're
a very beautiful girl,

but you're incredibly stupid.

You're here simply as a pawn.

My father... Your father
will do as he's told.

So will you. Sit down.

Still there?

No sign of Stride, though.

How could she live with her father
all these years and not even suspect?

Oh, you made sure she didn't.

Come on, we can't wait any longer.

Is the boat laid on? Yeah.

All set.

Have you used one
of these?

No, never.

You'll run.

What about you?

I am going to get caught, remember?

Let me come on board with you.

Now I go first.

Create a distraction.

Now get on to that tarpaulin.

That's not Stride.

It's Templar.

He's on his own.

Abby, just ten men to board Osman's lot.

Please.

But, Mr. Stride, I don't
work for you no more.

That's a crazy way to pipe
the oven on the board, isn't it?

Well, what did you expect?

Exactly what I'm getting.

Bring him in.

Mr. Templar, I admire your courage.

But it baffles me.

What do you hope to
achieve by coming on my boat?

To see you dead.

An impossible ambition.

I wouldn't go that far.

Simon, what does all this mean?

It means that Abdul has made his money
out of every conceivable vice and crime.

Out of the wreckage of more human
lives than you could possibly imagine.

You weren't really
attracted to him, were you?

Yes.

Well, I suppose a girl is
entitled to slum every so often.

You need a lesson in manners.

Go ahead, teacher.

Vladimir!

Vladimir!

School closed for the day?

What does Templar hope to achieve?

I don't know, sir.

How did he know Laura was here?

And even if he did know, why
should he suspect she was in danger?

I have no idea, sir.

Well, never mind.

Obviously, stride isn't coming.

Tell Trey we'll sail as soon as possible.

I'm sorry I'm late, gentlemen.

So you decided to cooperate.

Where's Laura?

She is quite safe.

Well, I want to see her.

I'll send you both ashore as soon
as you and I settle our business.

But please, let us conduct
ourselves as gentlemen.

Any problems? No, not yet.

Are you all right, Laura?

Yes.

Look, I refuse to discuss
anything at gunpoint.

I'll concede everything.

There's the letter you asked for.

Well, you're very generous.

Now, I want to see Laura.

I'll stand for her.

Oh, please put that gun away.

That's better.

A string of this.

Cognac?

Yes, this should satisfy everybody.

Except me.

Lock the door.

Tell Colonel Latignant he
will need at least six men.

Right.
And tell him to hurry.

Son, I don't like leaving you here.

Do as you're told.

Say as little as possible to Laura.

Right.

You gave me your word, my dear Stripe.

Since when did your word
or my word mean anything?

That means the police
will be here very soon.

We must hide the body.

We can make a good wax off defense.

No, don't be so stupid.

His gun has been fired.

We'll fix that.

All right.

In the city of Adès.

Just to make things look realistic.

That's very clever of you, Clemens.

And just to make absolutely certain.

Mr. Osman!

It's the gout, he's got away!

Mr. Osman!

Osman!

Open up!

I couldn't stop the word's temporary.

They shot each other.

So many tributes.

So many people loved him.

Yes, Miss Stride.

Your father will be
remembered with respect.

I think it's a wise decision
on your part, Laura,

to close the house up
and go away for a while.

Well, we ought to be leaving soon
if we're going to catch that plane.

Goodbye, Simon.

All right.

Goodbye.

What about Clemens?

In hospital, acute cirrhosis of the liver.

He will not live more than a month.

Thank you, Grandly.

It was nice of you to let her
keep the illusion about her father.

What point is there in destroying
a young girl's memories?

None.

After all, Osman and Stride
both paid the death penalty.