Original subtitles

This is my boss,

Jonathan hart, a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them,

which ain't easy, 'cause when they met...

It was murder.

[♪♪]

♪ Chicago, Chicago ♪

♪ that toddlin' town ♪

♪ Chicago, Chicago ♪

♪ I'll show you around ♪

♪ I love it ♪

♪ bet your bottom dollar ♪

♪ you'll lose the blues in Chicago ♪

♪ Chicago ♪

♪ the folks who visit ♪

♪ all wanna settle down ♪

♪ on state street ♪

♪ that great street ♪

♪ I just want to stay ♪

♪ they do things ♪

♪ they don't do on Broadway ♪

♪ you'll have the time ♪

♪ the time of your life ♪

♪ bring all your friends your kids and your wife ♪

♪ to Chicago ♪

♪ Chicago, my hometown ♪

♪ you'll have the time the time of your life ♪

♪ bring all your friends your kids and your wife ♪

♪ to Chicago ♪

♪ Chicago, my hometown ♪

[Tense music playing]

[Phone ringing]

Yes. Everything is in order.

They put the lady on the train.

All my people are in place.

You'll hear from me as soon as we've killed her.

I've checked the passenger list.

The only last-minute travelers are the Jonathan harts.

The industrialist.

[Scoffs] No.

I'm sure they're on the train because of the air strike.

I can't imagine a tired businessman and his wife

posing any threat.

If they do, what's two more dead bodies?

Uh-huh. Until California.

[Woman speaking indistinctly over pa]

[Jennifer] You know something?

I'm awfully glad the air traffic controllers

decided to cancel our flight home.

- Know something? - What?

- Me too. - You sure?

You know it's gonna be two days, not two hours.

Ah, but what a two days, huh?

Guess you'll be glad to get back to sunny California, sir.

Actually, I'll miss Chicago.

I like 70-mile-an-hour winds.

You been here long?

A week, my boss had to be here for his stockholders' meeting.

And that was just a draft.

- Oh, this is gonna be terrific. - [Jennifer sighs]

All alone in a comfy compartment.

Soft music, good wine, racing through the night,

the wheels going clickity-clack, clickity-clack.

[Man on pa] Pacific coast limited is leaving in five minutes...

Did you see a hat fly by?

[Man on pa] All aboard, please.

[Jonathan chuckles]

- [People laughing] - [People chattering]

My hat.

Here you go.

Thank you.

You'd better watch your chapeau, madam.

That's what hatpins are for.

Very pretty.

You don't have a spare, do you?

[Man on pa] All aboard.

All aboard for the pacific coast limited

to Los Angeles and intermediate stops.

[Jonathan] Here we are, darling.

Ah. Oh, look.

The railroad sent us flowers and champagne.

Aren't they thoughtful?

Yes, I am.

Oh.

You old romantic.

And I thought romance was ageless.

Mm-mm.

Mm.

This is gonna be a terrific two days.

Mm-hmm.

Just the two of us all alone.

Peace and quiet.

- No phone calls. - Uh-uh.

- No interruptions. - Mm-mm.

[Man] We can just freshen up, and then go down, down to the diner.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Uh, miss Drake,

I believe that we are, in the wrong compartment.

Is this compartment f?

Oh, no, no, no. This is e.

You must be next door.

Yes. E for error.

Sorry.

- [Jonathan] Something wrong? - [Train horn blows

that nurse. She looked so familiar.

Have you ever seen her before?

Well, I don't think so.

I swear I've seen her face somewhere before.

Maybe with trapper John.

Oh.

Where were we?

[Jennifer chuckles]

Anything else you need, Mrs. H?

No thanks, Max. We can handle it from here.

What do you think?

No offense, Max, but, uh,

Mrs. H and I have other games in mind besides pinochle and poker.

You misunderstand, Mr. H.

I've worked myself into a little hand

of five-card stud back in the crew's quarters.

[Jonathan] Oh? How little?

Plenty, see you when we pull in to la.

[Jonathan] Uh, wait a second, Max.

You wouldn't like a partner?

Mr. H, you know me. You know the way I play.

With me it ain't a gamble, it's an investment.

I'd love to have you as a partner.

I will return this, many fold.

Good luck.

[Door shuts with a thud]

Well.

- Not even Max can disturb us. - Uh huh.

All we're left to, is our own devices.

Leave your devices out of this.

Mm.

[Sighs] I'm torn between the lamb and the duck.

This is your trip, mother. Take your time.

Maybe the veal.

Mother knows best. Make it two.

Thank you, sir.

Whoo. Hm.

[Cutlery clattering]

[People chattering]

It... it seems to be full up.

You're welcome to join us.

Oh, well, that's very kind of you.

Thank you.

My name is Jennifer hart.

- I'm Violet cuthbert. - Oh. How do you do?

- Jonathan hart. - Vernon cuthbert.

[Jennifer] Oh.

[Waiter] What can I get you?

Is the trout fresh?

[Waiter] Yes, ma'am.

- We're having the veal. - [Jennifer] Oh.

[Jonathan] We'll have the trout. Thank you, sir.

The food looks excellent.

You're looking at a producer with a cast and crew waiting on a Hollywood set,

and the fastest way I can get out there is on this toonerville trolley.

How do I call the coast?

Well, you know, you could hop off the train

and make your call in mirage, Iowa,

in about five minutes.

You're gold to me, sweetheart.

You know, I'm trying to break into the business myself.

I do stand-up comedy.

Not so far.

But give me a call at the studio when we get to the coast.

Merv Griffin and I are like this.

We share the same masseuse.

[Waiter] Thank you, Mr. Farkiss.

Uh, you'll be hearing from me.

I'm sure you'll find it quite dry, sir.

Thank you very much.

Darling.

[People chattering]

Oh.

[Farkiss] Ah.

Oh, forgive me. King farkiss, the producer.

- I'm Jonathan hart. - [Farkiss] Mr. Hart.

- This is my wife, Jennifer. - How do you do?

We're the cuthberts.

Hi. Mr. Hart, Jennifer simply makes love to the camera.

When we get to the coast, please,

let me test her.

Test?

Oh, I don't act.

You don't have to act. You, just be.

Oh, no, no. I couldn't do that.

You're very kind, thank you very much, but no thank you.

Hey, if you change your mind, just page me

around the pool at the Beverly Hills hotel.

You live at the Beverly Hills hotel?

No, but they'll know where find me.

Jennifer.

I love you.

Jonathan, I love you for loving her.

[Conductor] Mirage.

Ten-minute stop in mirage.

Excuse me. Got to call the coast.

[Conductor] Mirage.

[People chattering]

A toast.

Thank heavens for mirage.

Thank heavens.

[Horn honking]

Thanks.

[Upbeat music playing]

You don't understand.

My Malibu beach house has a pool, you see.

A pool at the beach.

I got two kinds of water.

Good, then soak your head twice.

I don't want you to pay for my drink.

I don't want a screen test.

And I certainly don't want to read the reviews

of your last picture in your compartment.

Okay, then let's just make love.

You think in this day and age a woman is turned on

by your degrading male-chauvinistic behavior?

Compartment h, about 9 o'clock?

- No way. - Ten o'clock?

Ten-thirty. Car 22. Compartment g.

And I'll show you my chain.

Ha.

There's two over there.

- [Jonathan] Hello again. - Oh, good evening.

Oh, we were just about to have a cognac. Won't you join us?

- Well, uh... - Why don't you?

- Will do you good. - All right.

- I'm Jonathan hart. - How do you do?

[Jonathan] This is my wife, Jennifer.

Nice to meet you both. I'm Jim Casey.

This is Eva Drake.

Ah, nice to meet you.

Are you from Los Angeles?

No, Chicago.

But I'm supposed to see a specialist in la.

Miss Drake is from Canada.

I am her first case in the states.

- Ah. - Yes, sir?

- Good evening, steward, could we have, uh, two cognacs? - Yes, sir.

Yeah.

Three cognacs.

And, uh, just a little more black coffee, please.

Right away, sir.

Thank you very much.

Would you three please excuse me for a few minutes?

Miss Drake, why don't you just sip your drink and enjoy yourself.

I'll be right back.

Um, what part of Canada are you from, miss Drake?

Uh. Uh, Montreal.

Oh. [Speaks French]

No, uh, I don't speak French.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[Tense music playing]

[Scoffs] You, uh...

[Train horn blaring

[upbeat music playing]

You're worried about your patient?

No, I'm sure he's all right.

- Would you like to have me go look for him? - Oh, no. I'm sure he's fine.

I'll look. I wanna go get my jacket anyway.

I'll keep an eye out for him.

[Jonathan sighs]

[Tense music playing]

My wife said that she thought she had seen you before.

Have you ever been to Los Angeles?

No, I'm sure she's mistaken.

[Jennifer] Uh... Will you excuse me?

I have to talk to my husband about something.

What's wrong?

There's a body in our compartment.

Topeka.

Topeka.

Excuse me, how long is the stop in Topeka?

I gotta jump off and call the coast.

- Ten minutes. - Thanks.

Topeka.

It's gone.

It's not here.

Well, darling, all these compartments are pretty much alike.

Maybe you were in another compartment.

And I just happened to find the jacket

to the suit you gave me for Christmas?

He was here, believe me.

I do believe you, darling, but,

without a body,

how do you tell a nurse that her patient is dead?

We could tell her he's missing.

Steward.

Yes, sir?

The lady that was here?

She left.

The man in the wheelchair. Did he come back?

No, ma'am, he didn't.

But I'm glad you did, sir.

There you are. Thanks.

Thank you, sir.

Hm.

Well, thank you very much.

Sorry to have disturbed you.

[Woman] Any time.

Jonathan, wouldn't you really

rather have the conductor do this?

Yeah, I would, but I don't think he'd believe

that we found a body and then lost it.

[Jennifer gasps]

I just thought of something awful.

- What? - What if we really do find it?

Hello.

Hello. Anything wrong?

No, no. Just, uh, checking. Everything all right?

I... I beg your pardon?

[Violet] What is it, Vernon?

Uh, nothing, mother.

Hi.

Hi.

The steward was kind enough to make up a little, uh, care package for me.

Uh, mother doesn't drink.

It's just that trains can be chilly.

[Violet] Yes. Yes.

Trains can give you such a chill.

Thank you. Take it easy.

- Good night. - Mm-hm. Night.

Darling, has it ever occurred to you

that whoever might hide a body wouldn't admit it?

But maybe he'll panic when we confront him.

Nothing.

What's that doing here?

[Bell ringing]

[Jonathan] Maybe this is where we should have started.

[Ominous music playing]

[Jennifer] I can't see a thing.

This ought to help.

What are we looking for?

Someplace big enough to hide a body.

[Jennifer sighs]

I'm kinda glad it was only a harp.

[Jonathan] Somebody's coming.

[Eva gasps]

- Miss Drake. - [Eva] Oh, Mr. Hart.

I guess I went one car too far.

You wouldn't, by any chance, be looking for Mr. Casey?

Oh, yes, as a matter of fact, I was.

I know where I've seen you before.

Well, in the bar car. We just had a few drinks.

No, no, no. I've seen your picture.

In the newspaper.

You're not a nurse, are you?

[Sighs]

Now, why would I lie?

Miss Drake, my wife has seen your patient, recently.

Where?

In our compartment,

dead.

They killed him.

[Jonathan] "They" killed him? Who are "they"?

It was in the newspaper, wasn't it?

Uh, I, I don't want to involve you.

You're that government witness,

Ann, uh...

- [Eva] Ann Marie fabro. - That's right.

And you're going to testify.

If they let me live long enough to testify.

And if you wanna live too,

I suggest that you just stay clear of me.

It's a little late to stay clear.

Who was Casey?

Mr. Casey was a policeman.

He was my protection to Los Angeles for the trial.

And now they've got a...

Clear shot at me.

They've got to find you first.

You'll spend the night in our compartment.

We'll find a way to get you off this train tomorrow.

No, I can't let you do that.

These people will stop at nothing.

Mr. Hart, you, uh...

You say a man was killed, but you don't have a body.

Oh, no, we have a body.

And, uh, that nurse, miss Drake,

is not a nurse.

She's a government witness at the, uh, organized crime hearings?

It was in the newspaper.

Her boyfriend is an undercover cop.

They killed him.

Just supposing that what you say is the truth,

what do you want me to do?

Call ahead to the next stop,

and have the police meet us.

[Conductor] The next stop is elbo, new Mexico.

Population 480.

The police department consists of orrin Paige.

Now, when we stop, you're welcome to get off

and ask old orrin if he'll surround the train.

I see.

Where is this elusive government witness?

We don't know.

You expect me to help you get some woman off this train

and you don't know where she is?

- No. - No.

Well...

You folks just, uh...

Enjoy the scenery.

[Conductor] Look there. Buzzards are circling.

Probably just longhorn carcasses.

Things out her in the desert can get eaten up,

without a trace.

Be seeing you.

Bye.

[Signal crossing clanging]

Why didn't you tell him about Ann Marie?

A nurse isn't a nurse.

A patient is a cop.

What makes you think that a conductor works for the railroad?

Well, who does he work for then?

I don't know. But whoever wants Ann Marie,

has enough money to buy this railroad.

Come on. Let's get back to her.

[Ann Marie] Who is it? [Jonathan] It's us.

Ann Marie, here's the situation. We don't know who they are.

We can't get to the police. Not yet anyway.

So we'll just do as we planned. You'll stay here with us.

All the way to the coast.

Uh, no.

Uh, no, that won't work.

They've seen us together.

It means nothing for them to kill the both of you

just to get to me.

That's a very good point.

We didn't really fool the conductor.

If he is one of them, he's gotta suspect we're hiding her.

Then we won't hide her here.

[Jennifer] All the other compartments are full.

There might be a place in the crew's quarters.

You trust the crew?

No.

Wait a minute.

I've got it.

Sorry, the club car was all out of pâté.

- Will this do? - Oh, yeah.

- We'll get you out of here as soon as we can. - Okay.

[Jonathan] Get back in there.

[Jonathan] He's got us pinned down.

Stay here and keep low.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna try to drop in on him.

[Silenced gunshot]

[Silenced gunshot]

Are you all right in there?

[Ann] So far.

[Jonathan] Action, king.

[Intense music playing]

Oh!

Who hired you?

Who hired you!

[Farkiss screaming]

Jennifer!

Oh, god.

Our link to the mob's chain of command just snapped.

[Ominous music playing]

[Train horn blaring]

Now, let's see. What's the, uh...

Name of the man you say you just killed?

He called himself farkiss.

It was self-defense.

His body must be 10 miles back by now.

Well, we're gonna make a quick stop

in about 15 minutes.

I'll, um, be sure and call the local police.

You wouldn't mind if I got off with you, would ya?

Just to make sure you call the police.

You don't trust me?

It's just that that, uh, self-styled producer who tried to kill me,

he used to get off the train all the time too to make phone calls.

Only, he wasn't calling the studio.

I would just like to hear once,

someone on the other end of the phone say,

- "hello, police." - [Conductor] Mr. Hart.

I mean, you're the one who's found a dead body,

a government witness in hiding.

Now...

I've been through every car,

and I found nothing.

Do you think this bump on his head is imaginary?

Well...

Perhaps train travel just doesn't agree with you.

Why don't you check the bullet holes in the baggage car?

You'll report the incident?

- Oh, yes, Mr. Hart. - [Jonathan] Good.

In triplicate.

- How you doing? - Fine.

The dining car waiter keeps asking if we're storing up for the winter.

We told him we had a dog.

Yes, except dogs don't exactly eat,

um, ham and cheese?

Freeway does.

Only if he can't get a blt.

Hey, I, I can't thank the both of you...

Look, who is ever after you, we're gonna make sure that they're apprehended.

Yeah. And then what?

A trial and hopefully a long jail sentence.

Jennifer, you have got to be kidding.

With a little plea-bargaining and time off for good behavior,

he will be out in the street in a few short years,

ready to stalk me again.

Your testimony will put him away for life.

Life, those people don't deserve to live.

Maybe I should get to them before they get to me.

Ann Marie, you can't take the law in your own hands.

The idea is for us to protect you from them,

not them from you.

You, uh, better get back in there now, Ann Marie, okay?

[Train horn blaring

Ready, darling?

[Jennifer] In a minute.

What's that?

Either more than one killer boarded this train in Chicago.

Or when king farkiss didn't keep calling in,

they decided to put another assassin on at one of the stops.

[Sighs]

I don't think I'm hungry anymore.

Neither am I. But I think we ought to check out the dining car

and see if there's any new passengers.

One thing's for sure.

Our killer hasn't lost his appetite.

[Waiter] So this drunk puts a dime in a parking meter, see,

and he stand back and says, "gee! I weigh an hour."

[Laughing]

I got a lot of 'em just that good.

Will you level with me?

Sure.

You're not a waiter.

You're right.

Then what are you doing on this train?

The truth?

It would be refreshing on this trip.

Well, this waiter business gets me a free ride to la.

I'm breaking into the comedy field.

- Oh. - Oh, yeah, when I get to the coast,

I'm gonna knock 'em dead. Kill 'em.

I'll murder the people.

[Waiter] I got an arsenal that'll lay 'em out cold.

May I have the check?

Sure.

Check, mate.

Is this a, a pleasure trip for both of you?

Uh, very much so.

My big brother's getting married in la.

My Timmy, although I guess I can't call him that anymore.

I keep telling her, no one 6'6" can be called Timmy.

You're a pretty good size yourself.

Oh, my Vernon likes to eat.

[People chattering]

Oh!

Listen, don't be shy. I...

I don't want it anyway.

Thank you.

Just a growing boy.

[Tense music playing]

Darling. Shall we?

Do you two really have to leave?

Oh, well, perhaps we'll catch up with you in the observation car.

Why, that would be very nice, Mrs. Hart.

- Bye bye. - Uh, Mr. Hart.

May I tell you something?

Your wife is a knockout.

So is your mother.

Well, I'll really look forward to seeing them again, dear.

Oh, me too, mother. Me too.

Shh.

What's all the hush-hush?

I'll tell you what all the hush-hush is.

For the last couple of days, while you've been gambling,

a dead man in a wheelchair turned out to be protecting

a government witness from a hired killer

who tried to kill me.

And just as Jonathan was about to find out

who the accomplices were, he fell off the train.

[Jonathan] We've got the witness hidden in a harp case.

A wheelchair, government witness,

harp case.

Have you guys ever thought of becoming mystery writers?

Ooh, you have been reading.

Agatha christie. Well, that explains it.

That's where you get all your fictional ideas.

This is fact, not fiction.

Let me tell you something, Max. We're due in la tomorrow.

Now, if anything's gonna happen, it's gonna happen soon.

So you be careful.

Ann Marie, we've got some more food for you.

I guess we finally found Mr. Casey.

But they finally found Ann Marie.

Now, do you believe that Mr. Casey is dead?

You don't seem to care much about that.

Look, 10 years ago, nobody could have taken old Casey.

Not with a gun or bare hands.

My name's slattery. I'm FBI.

How do we know you're slattery, FBI?

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Uh, I guess you wanna know what he was doing in your compartment.

I think I can figure that out. We were last-minute passengers.

He probably thought we were two syndicate killers.

I think so.

I think a man by the name of farkiss killed him.

It's not possible. I was watching farkiss.

I made farkiss when we boarded. We've had a file on him for years.

His target was the girl.

Then there's someone else.

[Jennifer] Why would that someone put the body in our compartment?

I don't think he planned to.

I think he probably heard you coming,

stayed in the compartment with the body,

and then, uh, removed it when you left.

I was in there with the killer?

[Slattery] Where is Ann Marie fabro?

She was in the harp case, safe and sound.

Honestly, we don't know.

I tell you, whoever killed Casey

is after Ann Marie.

[Train horn blaring

[Tense music playing]

[Door lock clicks]

[Signal crossing ringing]

All right. Look careful. Look everywhere.

If you run into anything,

do not take action, come and get me.

Now go.

Okay.

You've spent the best part of two days with her.

If she's still alive...

Why would she take off?

We've been wondering that ourselves.

Revenge.

She's gonna have that,

when she testifies against the people who killed her man.

Yes, but she may not be satisfied

with the jail sentences they'll get.

She may have become as ruthless as they.

She's knows there's another killer on the train.

And she wants him dead.

That's why she left the harp case.

Exactly.

All right, look, I know that you've been trying

to protect Ann Marie.

And they may also know, and try to get to her through you.

You know how to handle weapons, Mr. Hart?

Yes, I do.

Great.

Now, stay in your compartment.

This train is only about two hours outside of la.

If the killer hasn't already gotten to Ann Marie,

he hasn't got much time left.

[Ominous music playing]

[Woman, over radio] LAPD unit c, 5-queen-1.

Please join FBI command at rotunda area at union station.

Report to special agent raft.

This is raft.

I want all coach exits covered, both sides.

Four men on the roof soon as the train stops.

[Intense music playing]

I still think we ought to be out there looking for her.

But, darling, we've looked everywhere.

It's almost as if she completely vanished.

We still don't even know who the killer is.

- I know who it is. - [Jonathan] You know?

Exactly, it's that funny steward in the dining car.

Funny? Come on, Max.

[Max] I'm telling you, boss. I checked him out.

He signed on in Chicago, never made the run before,

and didn't get into the poker game.

So maybe he doesn't like to play cards.

People who work on trains gotta play cards.

It goes with the job. They're excellent poker players.

I know what I'm talking about, boss. They cleaned me out.

Cleaned us out.

[Jennifer] You know, he may be right.

He certainly isn't a comedian.

You got a point there.

[Jennifer] I always thought it was Vernon.

Vernon?

Vernon is with his mother.

I know it sounds silly, but, you know,

his eyes were never puffy.

What do you mean, he never had puffy eyes?

When he took his glasses off, his eyes were never puffy.

Normally, when someone wears glasses, and they take their glasses off,

the eyes stay a little...

Max,

get slattery.

Have him meet me at cuthbert's compartment.

And, uh, tell him to go easy, huh? We're only guessing.

But, boss, that sweet lady? That nice kid?

That nice kid. When he shook hands with me,

he nearly broke my fingers. Come on, let's go.

What are we gonna do? We've got only 20 minutes to make the hit.

I don't have to tell you what happens if we miss her.

You just found her.

So just stay still.

Ma'am, you're making some kind of mistake, honest.

Oh, my god.

Please, put that thing away.

You gonna cry?

I'd like to see you cry.

[Intense music playing]

I love it when you do that, Vernon.

Mr. Hart, you should have heeded my note.

Now, look at the fix you're in.

Vernon,

you really know how to hurt a guy.

[Laughs] That's a good one. I like you, Mr. Hart.

Vernon.

Oh. Mother's right.

I can't let my personal likes get in the way of business.

[Vernon] Very serious business.

All units in position. She's coming in.

Mother, we'll be leaving before the train stops.

Be a dear and check the aisle.

[Gunshot]

[Grunting]

[Jennifer sighs]

That's one way to hit the coast.

[Ambient music playing]

[Jennifer moans softly]

Morning, darling.

Good morning, darling.

You know what it says here in the paper?

What?

Ann Marie's testimony

is going to put an entire syndicate out of business.

- Great. - Mm.

She's a very brave girl.

- She sure is. - [Sighs]

Darling,

where are we headed?

I promised you a nice, quiet train trip.

- You're getting it. - Oh, yeah?

Whether I want it or not.

Nothing but peace and quiet.

Quiet.

It's a little too quiet.

Well, the train has probably stopped to take on water.

Yeah, or to take on some gangsters

who are gonna shoot up the bar car.

How can you think of booze at this time of the morning?

There's probably some people in the next compartment

who are smuggling diamonds out of the country.

There's nobody in the next compartment.

Why don't you believe me?

And the Porter's on the lam from the CIA.

There is no Porter. I made sure of that.

- Oh, yeah? - Mm-hm.

I don't believe you.

You make it sound as if, this is some private car

that's been left on a deserted siding.

Now you sound like you're off your track.

- I do? - Uh-huh.

[♪♪]

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