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Attention! Hello!
Hello! Citizens of Guellenl

Hello! You have all
now heard the great news.

We are asking all people of Guellen to
prepare themselves for this great event.

It is our duty to ensure a
royal welcome to Madame Zachanassian,

who will arrive in a few
hours! Citizens of Gue||en!

I therefore ask all
citizens to assemble.

It is up to you to prove that
our Guellen never forgets its own!

Good morning, Mr. Mayor!
- Be careful. I want everything organized and arranged.

Come inside, your
honor! Come along, Anya.

Good. Very good! Alright. Hurry up!

Yes, that's gonna look fine!
- Anya! Here, take this.

Good. Now it works.

Oh, hope this is finished in time.
- Yes. It certainly is.

Cover that up with something!
- Oh yes, Sir.

Oh, have that fixed. I want every
detail worked out. - I understand. No slip-ups.

Is she really that rich?
- Rich? Madame Zachanassian?

Known in the world as Madame Petroleum. A
title she inherited from her late husband.

Mr. Zachanassian, better
known as Mr. Petroleum.

He owned 5% of the whole
world. Then he died. Now she owns it.

And just think... She was
born here the way I was.

Why is she coming back?
- I wish we only knew.

Good. You are doing a fine job, Anya.
- Thank you.

Members of the sporting club
of Guellen, fellow athletes,

we may have been hit by
misfortune, but we have not been defeated!

We have not lost our
pride in ourselves!

Each man must wear a
clean pressed shirt!

Now is the time for everyone
of us to look his best.

And let's try to keep in step.

How are you? Hello. It's
going to be a great reception!

I don't want to put patches on. It's difficult
when it's almost worn through.

We mustn't underestimate the
importance of appearance, especially his!

Ah, Serge! Or am I
saying something I shouldn't?

Am I supposed to be jealous at my age?
- I knew her better than anybody else,

but if you ask me... I'd say our
best approach is not to try to fool her.

You know...
Karla's... She's too sharp.

No, I'd say honestly and openly:

Our mine is shut down, our factories are closed,
our entire population is on relief.

Let's face it: we are bankrupt.

And I'd say: now that you've become
one of the riches women in the world...

Help us.

You are our only hope.

Well, you'd certainly convince me.
- And me too.

Mrs. Miller, we were
wondering, if you...

At the beginning, if you could...
just sort of stay in the background?

Oh, I do understand.
- You're very understanding, Mrs. Miller.

I try. - Serge, come on, we
need you. - Here, take this!

Mrs. Miller... Could you wait on me
now? - Yes, right away. - I'm in a big hurry.

Oh, thank you, Dobrik. - What was she
really like, Mr. Miller? - Karla?

Well, Karla was my youth! You
know, now as I think of her,

she seems to me the most beautiful
girl that ever was.

She was graceful as a willow with flaming
red hair that fell below her hips.

Then why didn't you
marry her? What happened?

Well... Life tore us apart.

I wasn't here 20 years
ago. What did he mean?

Exactly that: Life tore them apart.
- What are you doing?

What is that? "Welcome Karla"?
- A welcome for little Karla Wechsler,

the redhead that used to
swim nude in the river.

Does that give you the right to call her by her first name?
- No harm done. Anyway:

I painted "Welcome
Zachanassian" on the other side.

If she shows herself very
friendly, we can always turn the sign around.

Oh, Mayor? - Yes? - You wanna make a
point about Karla's generosity in your speech?

She was generous to a fault.
- Right. I'll emphasize that. Any other suggestions?

Say something about her sense of
justice. It was deep... it was very deep.

Oh Miller, you're so respected,
there's no question you'll be our next Mayor.

Oh no. - Yes, you will. -
Absolutely. - No doubt, Miller.

Well, that would be the greatest
moment of my life!

Hey, what's that?
- It's alright. That's not her train.

It's the Diplomat Express. It doesn't stop here anymore.
- Oh yeah, I forgot!

What's happened?

Welcome!

Believe me, dear Lady, when I
say that you caught us unaware.

Forgive our appearance. We had planned
a more fitting reception.

Little Karla... Little Karla.

As Mayor of Guellen I'd like
to say a few words of welcome...

I demand... Who's in charge
here? Who pulled that cord?

I'm in charge. Now look...
- I repeat. Who pulled that cord?

Why... I pulled that cord.

You? - Me. - You have
stopped the Diplomat Express.

You have disrupted
international schedules. Now tell me why?

You could hardly expect me to
jump off the moving train.

And since I wanted to stop here at Guellen...
- Madame, once a week, every week,

one whole train comes to a complete
and full stop at Guellen.

As a matter of fact, this very day in a few hours...
- I couldn't wait.

Here... This is for you.

But, Madame... It's a thousand.

And this is for the railway's
widows fund.

Good Heavens... Five thousand!

Madame, no such fund exists.
- It does now.

The lady is Madame Zachanassian.

Madame
Zachanassian... I had no idea...

Please don't disrupt your international schedule any longer.
- Madame.

So good to have you back, little Karla.
- Like one of the family.

But I must have been
such a trouble to you...

Or don't you remember how
you had to beat me everyday?

No trouble at all. None.
Really. A delight.

Serge!

Karla.
- Serge

You've changed. But not too much.

A dash of grey. But
he's still handsome.

Don't tell me, I haven't changed.
- Yes, you have.

You've become more beautiful.

It was good of you, to come back to us.
- I've been planning it for years.

In fact, ever since I left.

It's almost... 20 years.

Have you thought about me, Serge?

Always, Karla.
- We had our good moments together, didn't we?

Unforgettable.

Do you remember what
you used to call me?

Call me that!

My little witch.

Go on...

My little wildcat.

And I used to call you: My
panther. My wild panther.

Oh, look... Oh no.

It's still standing.
- Your late father built well, gracious lady.

Remember Serge, howl used to
sit on the roof, spitting?

Only on men, of course.
- Of course. Of course, I remember.

And then, that day when you didn't meet
me, I threw tiles. And the police...

Oh, where's the police?
- Captain... Captain! Quick!

You've lasted well, Dobrik.
- We keep physically fit, Madame.

And have you learned how to
wink an eye at things by now?

Would I today be Captain of the Guellen
constabulary, if I hadn't?

I'll remember that. I've
thought of you often, Pastor.

In the town jail, when my
mother lay dying, how you consoled her.

Only part of my humble task, Madame.

I can still see your white head
murmuring to the condemned man in the next cell.

You will be pleased to know the death penalty has been abolished...
- Yes,

and I personally am proud to think it
was my newspaper, the Guellen Tribune,

which led the campaign
against this medieval punishment.

I suppose it could always
be restored, if necessary.

Isn't there some sort of provision in the constitution?
- Yes, there is.

In case of an emergency we can
always change the constitution.

Come, we're wasting a lovely day!
- Dobrik! The car. Hurry up!

We've arranged a little tour. The old palace...
- No, no, no.

First I want to go with Serge to
the places we knew so well. Remember?

Hm? Oh, yes.

Oh, what a pretty girl. What
are you doing in Guellen?

I... I work at the Golden Apostle.

I used to work at the
Golden Apostle myself.

Then, one day, I lost my job.

Haven't I seen you gentlemen somewhere before?
- It's possible.

We've been to many places.
- Ah.

I know, I've seen
them somewhere before.

Waiter? Four glasses.

I'm a conservative man, gentlemen.
But I'd say, our troubles are over.

First thing we do is restore
the church and get a new bell.

Look at those bags. Look at that
staff. She's come for a nice long stay.

Yes, but I still want to know why.

She was born here. She
spent her youth here.

Two good reasons not to comeback.

Doctors... They cut up corpses
and they think they know about people.

The human heart, my dear
doctor... That's where you must look.

I have.

And I hate to tell you what I found.

Our heart, Serge.

It's grown... The
tree has gotten older.

No, it's still young.

Young and strong.

And the hut hasn't changed,
either. But it was already old,

the first time we came here.
- The first time.

Gypsies! No, but that's not possible.

Oh, they're always around here.

But it's almost exactly like...

like the first time.

Or don't you remember?
- Yes.

Yes, I remember.
- I didn't have much of a chance, did I Serge?

I mean the day... like
today... Oh, so warm and lovely.

So soft.

With a gentle wind...

We'd been swimming. And then
your kisses, like butterflies,

playing around my
cheeks... my lips...

And then, of course, when those
gypsies decided to play...

Oh, you know, girls are so funny.

You know, what I
thought when I was in your arms?

In a man's arms for the
first time in my life?

I thought, I'd better
pretend not to enjoy this so much,

or he'll never
believe he's the first.

It was important for me that
you knew you were the first.

We were both... both so young.

I don't know whether you
believed me or not.

It was hard for me to pretend.

I was too much in love with you.

I think I screamed.

I remember how surprised I was that those
damn gypsies were still playing.

And then you married Mathilda Kovach.

Her father owned the general store.
- Lucky for you I did, Karla.

You would have been stuck in
Guellen, living a miserable life with me.

Instead I went to Trieste, where
I met Mr. Zachanassian.

In a whorehouse! Oh...

it was my hair he loved. Oh,
Mr. Zachanassian was very strange

about women's hair.

So Mathilda hasn't made you happy?
- Happy?

I've hardly been out of
Guellen. Five days at the lake.

Our honeymoon. It rained four days.

Well... The world's
the same everywhere.

At least you have seen it.
- Seen it? I own it!

It was better you went away, Karla.

What am I? A small
shopkeeper in a dying town.

Look at it. The mine
closed down, like...

like everything else.
- Maybe things will get better now?

You mean..

You mean, you'll help us?

Karla! Karla.

If only you knew how
it is with us here...

A few hundred thousand...
- A few hundred thousand? That's nothing.

I knew you wouldn't forget us.

I'd like to wipe out
the years... go back.

Is that what you would really want?

Yes... Yes, I would.

Maybe we can. In our
own way. Who knows?

She once worked here
as a maid. Did you know?

Did you know her when she was a girl?

They say, she used to swim naked in
the river. Did you ever see her?

Yes.
- She must have been beautiful.

She was.

Were you ever with her? Like this...

with me?

No... No, never.

How did she get away from Guellen?

Did somebody help her?

Where did she get the money?
- Anya, I must leave soon. I can't stay too long.

You always have to leave!
When will you take me away?

Don't say soon. I want to know when?

When?
- Soon. Soon, Anya. Soon.

Soon.
- Soon...

Anya, I'll take you away. I swear it.

Men... Men.

It's her! Madame Zachanassian.

The young look for tonight, George.
- As you wish, Madame.

Anya! That's your name, isn't it?

I see you've done your hair differently.
- Yes, Madame.

What does your father do, Anya?
- He used to work in the mine. But he died.

My mother too.
- Then you're alone?

No, I have a
brother, but he left Guellen.

The minute someone's over 18 he leaves.
- You're over 18. You didn't leave.

Try this one, George. -
Yes, Madame. - Who is he?

He... We are so wonderful together.

You'd never think it to look
at him, but when we're alone...

Just to let you know I have arrived, if you should need me.
- Tonight.

Everything is ready. I am ready.

It only lasts a moment, Anya.

I don't know who he is, but
don't waste it on him. You can go now.

Thank you, Madame.

Mayor... I have in
mind a public works program.

You know... Aid to small
business, encouragement of tourism...

Did she actually say she'd give us the money?
- And if so, what are the exact figures?

Well, doctor... Now, maybe I
haven't been to university like some people...

True, I began as a humble factory
worker, but I can confidently say,

the size of the loan will be adjusted to our needs.
- Loan?

Did she actually use the word 'loan'?
- Well, of course it's a loan.

What are we asking for? Charity?

Mathilda Kovach.
- Miller. Mathilda Miller.

...now.
- I always think of you as Kovach.

Well, life hasn't been so bad
for you. But I see what you mean.

My wife.

My wife.

My wife.
- My wife.

If you intend to make a speech, Mr.
Mayor, now is as good a time as any.

Dear lady... Fellow Guelleners...

A long time has passed, since
you left our little town.

Almost two decades. A long time.

It has gone sadly with the
world... It has gone sadly with us.

And yet, the roots of
Guellen are so deep,

that never have we
forgotten our Karla.

Our gracious lady.

Will it surprise you, if
we remember so much about you?

Your father, the
well-known architect and builder.

Your mother...

who, with any
imagination did not know,

you were destined for higher things.

Even today your schoolroom
achievements are held up as an example

by our wise professor here.

And... your generosity...

Do we not know, dear lady, that
you, although a mere child,

brought a sack of
potatoes to a starving widow?

And so let us say, gracious Karla:

Welcome, dear Karla Zachanassian!
God bless dear Karla Zachanassian!

Your honor... Distinguished guests!

Fellow Guellenites!

How beautifully our
mayor spoke about me.

And yet, there was not one word
of truth in all he said.

Everybody knows that my father was not
an architect. He was a bricklayer.

And always so drunk that he refused to work
on any building too high to fall from.

And I was not really the kind
of child our mayor described.

There was hardly a day that our poor overworked
professor didn't have to beat me.

I remember always being
surprised that a man, who looked so weak,

could have so strong a right arm.

As for my generosity: it is true
that I once brought a bag of potatoes

to old widow Bolaz. I'd stolen them.

But it was so that she would
let Serge and me use her bedroom.

The barn was romantic, but the
bed was much more comfortable.

More comfortable it was. Much,
much more comfortable.

But let us go from gracious
lies to brutal truth.

Guellen is in
trouble, Guellen needs money.

I have money and I'm
ready to help Guellen.

I am ready to give two
million to Guellen.

Did you say two million, dear lady?

One million for the township, and one
million to be divided equally among the citizens.

On one condition!
- an incredible woman!

There's one
condition, there's one condition!

What? - There's one condition. - One
condition. Quiet! Quiet everybody!

There's one condition!

Tell us your one condition, Karla.

I want justice.

Does anyone here recognize
this gentleman?

Why, it's Bardrick! Justice Bardrick!

Chief Magistrate Bardrick. When
Madame Zachanassian was a girl,

I was presiding judge of the
criminal court of Guellen.

I'm of course now in the
private employ of Madame Zachanassian.

Legal counselor.
- Get to the point, Bardrick.

Madame Zachanassian will pay two
million, when you, the people of Guellen,

have undone the injustice she
suffered here as a girl.

Serge Miller, please.

Me? - Would you mind standing
up? - If you wish.

Some 20 years ago...
- 20 years, three months and two days ago.

A paternity case was being heard
here in Guellen. I was the judge.

Karla Zachanassian, at
that time Karla Wechsler,

claimed that you, Serge Miller, were the
father of the child she was then carrying.

At that time, Mr. Miller, you denied
that you were the father of the child.

You alleged in fact that the aforesaid
Karla Wechsler was of such low moral character...

That was a long time ago. We
were practically children.

Who remembers what
happened or did not happen?

Who remembers the truth?
- They remember the truth, Mr. Miller!

State your names, please. -
Joseph Cadek. - Ludwig Darvis.

I knew I'd seen them before.
- Do you recognize that man?

Yes, I do.
- He is Serge Miller.

Do you remember the trial?
- Yes.

Case of a girl who claimed Serge
Miller had gotten her in a family way.

Pregnant, that is.

You remember it clearly then?
- We were witnesses.

Please tell us what you testified
on that occasion.

We said we had slept with Karla.

Both of us, many times.
- And had you slept with Karla Wechsler many times?

No. - Had you slept with
her at all? - Never.

Hardly knew her.
- And what was the purpose of this false testimony?

To show that Karla
had been promiscuous.

So you couldn't really
tell who the father was.

And also to prove she was no good.

That she would let anybody
sleep with her.

And why did you do this? Why
did you swear false oath?

Why did you destroy the character of a young girl?
- Miller...

promised us each a bottle
of brandy, if we did.

Nothing more?
- No.

Does the defendant have anything to add?
- What good could it do to bring this up now?

Plaintiff!

There was a child born, Madame Zachanassian?
- Yes.

It was taken away from me.

It lived less than a year.
- And what happened to you?

I went to Trieste, where
I became a whore.

And why did you enter a life of prostitution?
- I didn't have much choice.

The record of the trial
was stamped on my papers.

Besides, after that I didn't
care what happened to me.

And now you desire justice, Madame Zachanassian?
- I do.

What is the nature of the justice you desire?
- I want Serge Miller put to death!

Killed? You want Serge Miller killed?

Yes. I want his life.

Serge! Serge, Serge.

It's alright. My life... It's
just her sense of humor.

That all happened a long time ago. It's
dead and buried! It's forgotten!

No Serge, you're wrong! Only
our child is dead and buried.

Nothing is forgotten!

Madame Zachanassian, you
forget we're not in a jungle!

We are in Europe!

In the name of everyone
of us in Gue||en!

In the name of every citizen of this township
I reject this outrageous offer!

Would you like to think it over, Mr. Mayor?
- Never in a million years!

Never! No, never!

Two million! Two
million! One for the township,

and one to be equally divided
among the citizens of Guellen.

We maybe poor, we maybe bankrupt,

but Madame, we prefer
misery to blood!

Never, Madame! Never!

I can wait.

Something must happen to
people when they get too much money.

It makes you think you can get
away with anything, even with...

Who does she think she is?

What does she take us for?

Oh, Serge... Serge.

Mathilda. Whatever I did, I...

I did only so that I could marry you.

I know... I know.

Yes, I know...

Imagine! To think she can
get decent people to agree to...

Let's say it! Murder!

You've already washed your face, dear.
- I just thought I'd wash it again.

Just once in my life I'd
like to sit in such a car.

Even to go around the corner.
- That's like asking for a million.

What do you mean?

What are you talking about?

It's only a joke.
- A bad joke.

I still would like to take a
ride just once in such a car.

Good morning, Mr. Miller.

Dobrik, any idea why
this meeting's been called?

Not at all. You?
- Not the slightest.

It's a long time since we've been hunting together.
- Too long.

Hello Miller.
- Hello.

Hey, doctor. -
Hello Serge. - Hi.

Valli...

Hear ye! Hear ye!
Town Council meeting.

Oh mayor, before we're called to
order I'd like to know. Are we...

Are we meeting because of last night?
- Of course.

Then I like to say something. -You're out
of order, Miller. - No, I'm perfectly in order.

How can you be, when the meeting's not
yet been officially called to order?

Let him speak unofficially.
- I happen to think this meeting must not be called!

The fact that we're meeting can only
mean we're considering that offer seriously.

There should be no meeting.
- But Serge, there is a meeting.

And it's that we're about to discuss.
- But there must be no discussion.

The minute you discuss it it
means that there's something in it.

Miller! Open discussion is
the heart and soul of democracy.

I think we should ignore this whole disgraceful
affair in dignified silence.

If you'll forgive an old
warhorse... That dignified silence business

never works with the people.
- He knows what he's talking about, Serge.

I think we've had enough discussion on this
point. I move we put this to a vote.

Fellow counselors, there must be no vote.
- The right to vote is basic, Miller.

But this is not fair to me. The
minute you vote, even against, you're voting!

Then I take it, you vote against, Miller?
- I'm not voting, I'm just opposing!

You're not being very logical,
Miller. How can you oppose without voting?

All in favor? - Mr. Mayor, this
is a little high-handed!

High-handed? You were the one
who tried to refuse us a vote.

�PPOsed?

I vote for.

The church remains neutral.

Motion carries, four to three.

I propose that we go on record as supporting
our old friend Serge Miller.

Thank you... I'd
rather you do not go on record.

Whether you like it or not,
Miller, you have our unqualified support!

Let me, Serge.
- Thanks.

You know, I'm almost
glad this happened.

Yes, yes. - The way people have
been flocking to my support... - Of course.

Does a man good to know he
has got friends... Thank you.

Thank you, Valli.
Well? What can I do for you?

Oh, not too much. Pipe
tobacco, the import brand.

Import? -
Hm. - Sure.

Hello, dear.
- Here you are.

Made from the finest selected
leaves of Virginia and Turkish.

A can of Amphor Tobacco. Anything else?
- A little brandy, please.

Coming up.
- The French.

Three stars.

Three stars?

Think the way she'd held her purse.
- It's a disgrace!

She must think she owns the world!
- She should know better.

Let her have her fun. What harm can she
do? I've sowed a few wild oats in my time.

I admit it.
- Yes.

It was a dirty trick
you played on her.

But then... Everybody has played a
dirty trick or two in his lifetime.

Charge it.
- Yeah... Of course.

The professor would
like to see you, Madame.

Send him in.
- Yes, Madame.

What do you want?
- Karla, forgive me.

I...

Yes?
- It's hard for me not to call you Karla.

After all...
- You feel close to someone you've beaten day in and day out for years.

I came as teacher of this town.

As your old teacher...

This is a joke, isn't it?

I hope I haven't been wasting my time. I
hope the others realize how serious I am.

Look, Karla... Many of us could
have left Guellen long ago.

I was offered a
professorship at Agrad.

The doctor to head a
hospital in the capital. We stayed.

We don't want Guellen to die.

You will never
succeed. Not here in Guellen.

Why not in Guellen? Why should it be
better than any other place in the whole world?

I don't know about other
places, Karla, but...

it was here in Guellen that Brahms composed a quartet.
- We're listening to it now.

Or don't you recognize it?
- Oh yes. Yes, I do now.

It's been so long since
we've heard decent music.

It was here that Byron wrote a
famous ode to liberty, in this very room.

Shall I recite it to
you? I know it by heart.

It took you only six beatings to
teach it to me: 'Oh, Liberty...

No! Madame Zachanassian, no!

You will never
succeed! Not here in Gue||en!

As a man who has spent a lifetime planting a
fleeting image of humanity in these hearts,

I say to you: you will never
succeed! Not here in Gue||en!

It was in this same music-loving
community

that they ran a pregnant 17-year-old
girl out of town...

and branded her as a whore!

Do you really think you could buy Serge Millers life?
- Yes, I do.

You can buy anything.
- No. That will never happen.

You wouldn't care to stake your life on that, would you professor?
- Yes, I would.

Good evening, Madame.

Will you really do it?
- Yes Anya, I will.

Then you never really loved him.
- Yes, I loved him very much. I still do.

Love... Just because you love
someone doesn't mean that he's good.

If you really love, you don't ask questions.
- After what happened to me, you do.

Naturally your friend is married. -
Yes. - How long have you been with him?

Three years.
- Leave him.

Leave, before he becomes so deeply burned
inside of you that there can be no others.

I don't want there to be others!
- You're a fool!

Kick him out of your bed, lock
your door, break with him!

You'll be the one... Otherwise
he'll break with you!

Anya!

What's wrong? What happened?

What have I done?

Tell me!
- You'll never leave your wife.

You'll never take me
away. It's all lies!

Anya, my love...
- Men! You're all alike!

All alike? Ah, it's Miller.

It's that no-good
Miller? Listen to me, Anya.

I swear by all that's
holy: Miller will pay.

We'll teach him to do things like that
to a woman. Even though we're old friends,

when we get through with him...
- Who cares about Miller?

When will you leave your
wife? When will you marry me?

Here's your bottle of brandy. - Give
me some sweets. That one. - Here's yours.

Let me have a bottle of red wine. The best.
- Just a minute.

A box of tea cakes, please. The big one.
- Here.

You should get yourself some help, Mrs.
Miller. You can't handle this alone.

Isn't your husband working these days?
- Sorry, sorry.

I overslept. Excuse me. -
Extra super-fine peas, please.

We're out of super-fine peas. In
fact: we're out of everything super-fine.

Then order some. - Is that a new
blouse, you're wearing? - Yes, it is.

On credit... Excuse me.

That's a nice new dress...

Are those new shoes?
- Shoes wear off, Miller.

On credit, huh? On credit...

People like giving credit now.
- Miller!

Haven't you got yellow shoes? Chesco
and me want yellow shoes.

Yellow shoes? You want yellow shoes?

How you gonna pay for them? How, huh?
- Why, on credit, of course!

Like everybody.
- But some day you'll have to pay for them.

Where will you get the
money? I dare you to tell me! Where?

Where will you get the money?

Serge! Don't!

Where will you all get the money?

Here, take it all!

Oh, Serge...!
- Here's some more!

You'll bring terrible trouble on us, Serge! Think of your son!
- I know, how they'll pay!

And they know it, too: with my blood!

Ladies and Gentlemen of Gue||en!

Citizens of Guellen.

Mayl have your attention,
please. Ladies and Gentlemen of Gue||en!

The articles you see before you maybe
bought by any citizen of Guellen.

I repeat: any citizen of Gue||en!

On our credit plan.
All that is required,

is your signature. No money
down, no first payments required!

Only your signature. You may
buy as much as you like now.

Pay, when you can. Ladies
and Gentlemen!

There's no reason to wait any
longer for all the good things you need.

Do not hesitate! All
that is necessary is

that you step up and choose what you
want. You may buy as much as you like now.

Pay, when you can. Step right up!

Come on, come on.

I want that dress.
- Just step in, Miss.

No down payment! Just your
signature, Ladies and Gentlemen!

Just your signature. All
articles are for sale on credit.

Hey, Serge.
- Hello Valli.

Oh, Mr. Mayor!

Yes, what can I do for you?
- The Tribune is now calling for capital punishment.

Our office never interferes with the freedom of the press.
- But you are the press!

You own it!
- We of the Tribune do not attempt

to mold or influence public opinion. It
is our aim to reflect public opinion.

A little bit higher... There
has been a change of public opinion.

As you may have noticed.
- But these articles are an incitement to mass murder!

They are directed against me!
- You are being very subjective, Miller.

The restoration of the death penalty would
not be aimed at any one individual.

Show me once in the whole paper your name!
- Don't treat me like a fool!

There's two million on my
head! What's that? A coincidence?

What's that? A new suit...

That's a new desk... and a new chair.

It's the latest executive
type chair. Very relaxing!

Helps a man do his best.
- His best?

The Tribune is now a printed
newspaper! Where did the money come from?

Those people selling things on
the square. Who gave them licenses?

The Town Council. At a special meeting.
- Special meeting? What special meeting?

By the way Miller, we've accepted
your resignation from the Council.

I didn't resign.
- And of course, there's no question of the party

putting you up for mayor. That
requires certain guarantees of moral character,

which you can no longer give.

That is, unless the commission investigating
your past clears you.

Where shall we put the new typewriter?
- Put it over there.

Captain Dobrik, I'm being
threatened. I demand protection.

I demand protection of the
law. Dobrik, I'm talking to you!

Threatened? Did you say you
were being threatened?

Who dares? Come with me.

Now, what's your problem, Miller?

Dobrik, I want to swear out a
warrant for the arrest of Karla Zachanassian.

Arrest? Let me put you
straight about something, Serge.

A common mistake civilians make: You don't
have the right to demand an arrest.

All you can do is, report to the
police what you want charged against a person.

The police decide, if an arrest is
justified. That's the law in Guellen

and most other civilized communities.
- But she's inciting people to kill me!

Let's talk sense, Serge! What is
this so-called incitement? - So-called?

She's offering two million for my life!
- You think, anybody takes that seriously?

Show me one person who doesn't!

Be reasonable, my friend.

This happens to be a
field I'm an expert in.

Now... Let's say, somebody seriously
wanted to get rid of somebody like you.

I don't want to offend you... But
you know what the going price would be

for a job on somebody like you? -
Hm. - A thousand, tops. Two thousand,

if you want to be generous.
Done by professional killers.

Quiet people. They
do guaranteed work.

Why should she offer two million for something
she can have for two thousand?

Don't ask me to explain
that woman's psychology!

Dobrik, we're old
friends. Look around you.

Look how people are buying from
those busses. On credit!

How will they pay? How?
- I'm surprised at you.

The leading merchant of
Guellen... opposed to people buying?

Oh Serge, if the faintest
suspicion of a serious threat to you arises,

just the faintest, from
whatever source...

the entire police and constabulary
of Guellen are ready to protect you.

You have my guarantee, Serge.

In the name of the law...

Are those new boots?
- Yes.

Sure...

Sure.
- Take my advice, Serge.

Take a sedative. You're haggard.

You haven't slept. Right
now you're your own worst enemy.

Come on everybody! Come on.

Quick! Hurry.

Captain, Madame
Zachanassian's panther is loose in the town!

All shops and public places to
be closed! All streets cleared!

All reliable citizens to
be armed at once! Chesco!

Where are you going?
- I'm going home.

Some of our reliable citizens are
very poor shots. Especially in the dark.

Madame.

It's alright. They're shooting at a panther.
- No, they're shooting at you!

We'll all be killed!
- It's dangerous for you, my being here.

Shall I go?
- Yes, yes!

Perhaps it's better,
because of the child.

Serge... Serge!

I'm sorry.
- It's alright.

I know a place where I'll be safe.

Listen you men down there! Be
careful! I don't want him to suffer!

Don't worry, Madame. We'll finish him
up quickly. You can count on us!

Try to get him between the
eyes, that's the quickest way!

Between the eyes! I can't stand to
think of my poor panther suffering.

Trust us, Madame!
We'll do it properly!

Karla! Go back on the balcony!

Tell them you have no intention of giving
them the money. Tell them it's all a joke.

But it's not a joke, Serge.
- Karla, I don't want to,

but if you force me
to, I swear, I'll kill you!

What good would that do you? - If I
killed you they'd get no money, would they? - No.

If you kill me, they get nothing.

Do you remember how it
all began, Serge? I do.

I was on a balcony like that
one. It was a soft and warm night.

Like tonight. You stood down
there and stared at me without moving.

I wanted to go back into the room...

where it was safe, but then, there
you stood and stared at me...

Openly, almost angrily, as
if you wanted to hurt me.

Your eyes were
lonely and full of passion.

And then, I don't know why, but I left
the balcony, came down and stood beside you.

You didn't say a word.

Then we walked off together, as
if we talked it all out beforehand.

As if we both knew
where we would go...

and what we would do.

Karla, I'm desperate! I've
got to think about my son.

You had another child,
Serge. We had a child.

A girl. Judith.

Judith?

I never thought of the child having a name.
- All babies have names.

I only saw her once, then
she was taken away from me.

I never had a chance to
see the color of her eyes.

Her hair was black.
- Where did she die, Karla?

In some home where they took
her. I don't remember where.

Meningitis, they said.
- Oh Karla!

Karla, if you hadn't forced me!
- How? How did I force you, Serge?

By taking me to court, demanding that I marry you. I couldn't.
- Why?

You told me you loved me.
- I wanted to be somebody.

Not like my father, a factory
worker. I wanted to be my own boss,

to have my own store.
- So you bribed two witnesses.

I would have sent you money.
- If onlyl had been reasonable.

Karla, life is like that!
- Yes. Life is like that.

You pay for your mistakes.

Wild panther! Wildcat!

Wild panther!

Mathilda Kovach!

I would never have suspected!

Well Serge... Will you kill me now?

I'm not a killer, Karla.

Serge!

I would like to help you, Serge.
- But?

Well... Good luck, Serge.

Thanks... Thanks a lot!

Miller! Hey Miller...

Where are you off to? - To
the station. - To the station?

Just like that?
- Just like that.

Can I help you with your bag?
- No, thank you. I said, no, thank you!

Taking a trip, Serge? How far? - Not
far. - A short trip? - I'm not sure yet.

We're seeing Miller off. - Where
is he going? - To Australia, maybe.

With such a small box?
- With nothing!

No reason to disturb the peace, Serge. Your
friends have just come to see you off.

I didn't ask them. Listen, I
wrote to the Chief Constable at Agrad.

We know, Miller. I held the letter
up. We were hurt by that letter, Miller.

The things you said about your old friends...
- Good news, your honor.

The railroad has just announced that
beginning the first of next month

three stops will be made in Guellen per week.
- Good, things are definitely looking up.

Leaving, Mr. Miller? The
train will be on perfect time.

Would you like to say a
few words of farewell, Miller?

My train only stops for a few seconds.
- There's plenty of time, Serge.

Don't crowd me. Let me through!

Fisch, Chesco, see to it that Miller has room.
- Make way for Miller!

That's my train.
Please... Please let me pass!

Please!

Give him room!

What's going on here?
- They won't let me pass.

Who won't let him pass?

Miller!
- Gue||en! Gue||en! One minute stop!

Let go of me... Let go of me!

Hurry, the train's about to leave!
- Local to Agrad. All aboard, please!

Get on Miller! The
train is ready to go!

Let me go!

Miller, the station master's got the flag up.
- Quick! Hurry, it's your last chance!

Come on Miller, you can
still make it! Quick!

I'll take his bag. - Give me
his bag! - Run, Miller! Run!

Grab hold of a handle, as you jump!
- You fool!

It's the last train until
next week. Go, man! Go!

Ah... I'm looking for that
thing... What do you call it?

That thing you measure with...

Do you like my new dress?

Oh, here it is. The new
showcase is coming soon.

I'll have to decide where I can fit
it in. You can see through the glass.

It's electric. A
new type of lighting.

Indirect. Cheaper.

Be it resolved that from
this date henceforth

in the independent township of
Guellen the crime of murder, rape, treason

and inciting a miscarriage of
justice shall be punishable by death.

The City Council shall constitute
itself a special court

and there shall be no appeal from
the decision of this court.

�PPOsed?

Well doctor, the motion is
carried. It is now a law.

But there is not one of
us here who wants it used.

If you think you know another way...

Forgive us. We would not have intruded
except on a matter of utmost importance.

You killed him?

Madame, please!

We still have our
principles! Serge Miller is alive.

We've come to you since this is our last
chance to stop this terrible thing.

You don't want the money?
- Yes, we want the money.

But not for Serge Miller's life.

My secretary handles all
requests for charity.

No, Madame. Not charity... We've
come to talk about straight investments.

Not one of us has ever been
able to understand why Guellen died.

There are untold possibilities here.

Look, this is a geologist's report.

There's oil here... And
a mine. And a foundry.

Factories... man power.

And no one can understand, why
this property has been neglected

until it's practically ruined.

It could be bought for
a few hundred thousand!

Madame Zachanassian, buy the land!

Buy the factories. Buy the mine.

You want me to buy the mine?

The factory, the land? Me?
- It's a fabulous investment!

Why, gentlemen... I
can't buy the foundry,

or the mine, or the
factory, or the land.

Well, gentlemen. Madame
Zachanassian cannot buy those properties.

She cannot, because...

because she already owns them.

Yes. The factory, the mine, the
foundry and all it's dependencies.

The river front, including the hut...
In fact, practically the entire township.

Street by street and house by
house, including the adjacent farmlands.

It was you then, who shut
down the factory and the mine?

Of course it was I.
- You destroyed a town.

You destroyed us.

It was a winter day when
you ran me out of town.

No one seemed to notice that I was so
sick with pregnancy that I could hardly walk.

And when I fell, it was Captain
Dobrik, who helpend me up, with a kick.

Let us forgive those, who trespass against us, as we...
- Later!

After I've had justice.
- Can one injustice cure another?

Why force us into a crime?

Madame Zachanassian, I
have the honor to inform you

that the City Council reintroduced
capital punishment in Guellen this very day.

My dear professor, why
do you talk about a crime?

Now you can do it legally.

Good day, gentlemen.

It could not have been Captain Dobrik.
- What are you doing here?

I won't believe it. I won't.

Dobrik?!

Does he mean so much to you?
- Yes.

Yes, he does.
- Then leave! Get out of Guellen while you can!

Get out!
- Yes, I will.

I'll go to Trieste the way you did.

Trieste?
- Yes.

Yes.
- Well, then don't go to Trieste looking like that.

Wash your face and dry those tears.

Tears are for fools.

Excuse me, gentlemen.
This way, come on.

This way... Be careful.

That's very nice. - They say, it
encourages trade. - I'm sure it does.

I always dreamt of having
a shop like this.

Where could we talk?
- In the backroom. It's quiet there.

Well, leave it here. It's alright.

Serge, it's my duty to inform you

that you will be tried before the Town
Council in the open court which is now being erect.

There was talk about our
being underhanded, secret.

So we're holding the trial in the
traditional way of our ancestors outdoors in the open.

Will you also make public the fact that
Karla offered two million for my life?

Listen, if you intend to play that game, you'd best...
- Just a minute, Colonel.

Oh... We promoted Dobrik
to a full Colonel...

I don't think, Miller sees
the present picture clearly.

The Colonel and many others here
are strongly opposed to any trial,

as you must have
realized from that panther hunt.

In fact, it was all we could do

to restrain him and
others from taking action.

Immediate action, which would
eliminate the need for a trial.

I'm being honest with you, Miller.
- Thank you, Mayor.

If you do come to trial, would
you accept the judgment of the court?

Without question?

Yes, I would.

Then I'll see you tomorrow Goodbye,
Miller. And good luck.

Just a minute, Mr. Mayor. We
agreed to do this together.

Man to man, Miller...

Wouldn't it be better, if we
didn't have to call this trial tomorrow?

You've just shown such
community spirit, I...

We are sure...

.WE can count on you.

It's loaded. All that's
needed is to pull the trigger.

No... No, thank you.

Believe me, Serge. It's
better for you. For us all.

Dobrik, I said no!
- What is it, Miller? Are you afraid of dying?

Death. Let me tell
you... It's in my line, too.

I've seen it a hundred times. I've
killed a few myself in the course of duty.

There's nothing to it.
Really. People exaggerate so.

I've often wondered what all the
fuzz is about. Bang! You're dead. Simple.

You stop living. Take
my word for it, Miller,

it's the easiest thing in the world.
- Dobrik, I want you all to judge me.

I'll not protest or complain. I'll
accept your judgment, whatever it is.

Because for me it'll
be a kind of atonement.

God knows what it'll be
for you. Maybe justice.

But I will not spare
you the task of a trial.

I told those stupid idiots that when it
got down to it we couldn't count on you.

I knew it'd be too much for you! We
were going to throw you in jail.

Funny thing your lady
friend, Madame, didn't want it!

Havana?
- The last.

Charge it. See you later, Serge.

When is it for?
- Hm? Oh, tomorrow.

Might as well get
it over with quickly.

Mathilda, I want you to know the
truth. Maybe it'll help you to forget.

I married you for your money.

That's as good a reason as another.

Anya? Anya! Let me in!

Anya, let me in... Anya...

Let me talk to you.

I've got to talk to you, Anya. Everything's
going to be wonderful now...

No. It's all over.
Go home to your wife.

Please let me in, just for a
minute. Please, just a minute. Let me in!

Just for a minute... That's
what you've said for three years!

When we get the money we will
go away together. Just you and me.

And if we don't get the money?
- I'll find a way. I promise you.

Anya... Anya!

I was expecting you.

I guess, I knew, you'd be here.

It's for tomorrow.
- Are you afraid?

Sure. Of course, I am.

I know how you feel.

Do you?

I've had 20 years of it. And you
carry only one corpse around in your heart.

Your own dead body... And it will
only be for a few short hours.

I've carried two
corpses. The child's...

Judith... - And a
17-year-old girl you killed.

She was gay... Full of life, love.

Everything was
wonderful. She died the day

the moment you
brought those two witnesses.

Everything in her died.

I just told my wife I've always loved you.
- Have you?

And because you couldn't have me, did
it stop your body from coming alive?

But you have a son, so
it couldn't be true.

It was true for me.

Maybe men are
different, or maybe it's just me.

But since then no
man has ever reached me.

I died when I was 17.

We'll be even tomorrow.
- Even!

There'll be nothing left
for me to live for, tomorrow.

An empty life.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow...

Always together. You and me together.
- Karla, I...

Karla, I love you.

Oh Serge... Nothing else
in the whole world...

You and me... you and me.

Oh Karla...
- Oh, it's beautiful.

We'll have a wonderful
life together. Children...

Oh Serge...

I love your hair.

So black. So black...

So black...
- Karla.

It's grey!

Your hair is grey! Serge,
your hair is grey!

We could have had a life of love.

Karla! - Such
love... - Karla! - No!

No! Why did you kill our love?

Die! Die, die...

Die! Die...

Learned judges of the municipal
court of Guellen,

you have now heard the legal side of this
case. Sworn and verified testimony

from Joseph Cadek and Ludwig Darvis,

the testimony of Madame
Zachanassian, the testimony of Colonel Dobrik,

and finally the
confession of the accused himself.

The law is clear, learned judges.

It is now for you to speak.

Are you ready for the
verdict? - Yes. - How do you find him?

Guilty.
- Guilty.

Guilty.
- Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

What good would one vote have been?

Serge Miller, stand up!

You have been found guilty of the
charges brought against you.

Do you have anything to say
before we pronounce sentence?

I'm a human being.

Serge Miller, it is the
sentence of this court

that you be taken at once from
this place and be put to death.

Bardrick, the checks.

Paid to the
independent township of Guellen:

One million. Signed:
Karla Zachanassian.

Paid to the citizens
of Guellen: One million.

Signed: Karla Zachanassian.

Colonel Dobrik, remove the prisoner.

They are about to take Serge
Miller out and kill him.

Is there anyone here, even one person

that feels that this is unjust?

Not one person?

Not anyone?

Not even one? One?

This is the moment I've
been waiting for. This.

I planned it for
years, but I could not believe

that it would happen so
beautifully so cleanly.

You were no better than he! You,
who stood by and let him destroy me,

without a word. And
now, for two million,

you, together, openly

have agreed to kill one of your old friends!
Look at the face of the creature next to you!

Killers! Murderers!

Ah... You're afraid I'll
take the money away from you?

There's no need to worry. I
want you to have the money.

I want you to be able to
afford the luxury of a conscience.

I bought you for 4,000 each, and
I could have gotten you cheaper!

Don't destroy Serge
Miller, or what's left of him.

If you killed him, in a few
weeks you might begin to forget.

I want Serge Miller alive!

Free, living among you!

I want you to see
him. Day in and day out!

I want you alive, Serge.

If they'd cut your head off, you might
have died a small hero. I don't even want that.

Live among these people, who
were ready to shed your blood.

Talk to them, play with them.

Are your bags among those? - Right there,
Madame. - Put them to one side. - At once.

Anya.

We've moved our bags, Madame.
- Good.

You're fired. All three of
you. I don't need you anymore.

You stay here in
Guellen, where you belong.

Judith would have been about
your age, if she'd lived.

This is for you. Get
in the car behind.

They'll take you out of
Guellen. Go anywhere you want to.

But don't go to Trieste.

Get in the car.

The visit is over.