All language subtitles for Beau Geste 2

Listen, everyone,

it's Aunt Patricia
with an Indian.

Indian. Red Indian?
No from India.

If you wouldn't mind
waiting here for a moment?

Yes, of course.

Oh, please, do sit down.

Thank you Lady Brandon.

He must have suffocated.

Johnny.

Johnny!

He's dead.

Johnny!

Come on, John.

He's dead I tell you.
Shut up, Gussie.

He's coming around.

You're a blithering ass, Johnny.

You scared the living
daylights out of me and Dig.

We thought you were dead.

We did, feeble Geste.

We thought you were ready for a
shiny box with your name on the lid.

"John Geste, found dead in a chest."

"John Geste, nincompoop."
Sorry, Beau.

Don't you know you die if
you don't get air into your lungs?

And finding out how
long you can go without

isn't one of the
records we tried to beat.

Did Aunt catch you in the armor?

She looked straight at it
and didn't know I was inside.

Didn't you move at all?

One blink, that's all.

They were right in front of me.

What was that Indian doing here?

Yes. What was he talking about?

Something private.
Aren't you going to tell us?

Of course, not. That's what private means.

Well, if you know what
it was, why shouldn't we?

You can talk rot like that.

I'm not going to tell you
what they were talking about.

It's none of our business.

It was something important, wasn't it?

No, it wasn't.

There is something very strange
about that Indian coming here.

Why did he come, Beau?

Damn.

You're no good at golf.

Any more you are at telling
lies.

Why don't you tell me
why he came, Beau?

I thought we didn't have
secrets between us.

I've forgotten.

I can't remember,

it's gone clean out of my head.

Now take care of yourselves.
Goodbye, Aunt.

Goodbye, Beau.
Goodbye.

Goodbye, Aunt.

Don't forget
to write now.

Off you go.
Claudia and Isobel, come along now.

Bye!

Don't forget to write.
I won't.

Bye!

We're keeping jolly well,
and I hope you are ditto.

Dig had the sniffles
last week,

and a dose of matron's muck was
shoved down his gullet.

He's now better
and able to play football,

at which he is very good
as you know.

He says he's very sorry
for the window he broke.

I'm swotting for the exams
like a model scholar.

Young John is shaping
up pretty well too.

It's wonderful having
him at Eton with us.

All three Gestes united again.

Thank you, Emily.

We walked back in the
moonlight singing our hearts out.

Well, dear Aunt,
my days at Eton are almost over,

sad in a way, but inevitable.

I was told today that I have a very good chance
for getting my blue for rowing at Oxford.

This pleases Dig, as he's practically
certain to get his for cricket.

Young Johnny is working
like a demon.

So all in all, I hope you're
proud of your three little orphans.

I had a letter from Claudia
at her finishing school in Switzerland.

I do hope they haven't
finished the poor girl too much.

Is it time for lunch yet?

I think that sundial may be a little fast.

Beau.
What?

You are glad to see me again, aren't you?

Of course I'm glad to see you.

Highly delighted in fact.

I should jolly well hope so.

You look a little bit tired
this morning, Claudia.

Is everything all right?
Of course. Why?

Just wondered.

Well, I didn't get much
sleep last night.

Why not?
Knowing that you were coming home

...and thinking about unpaid bills.
Dressmakers again.

One must look presentable.
Of course.

Have you decided yet
what you're going to do after Oxford?

Thought about politics.
Mm-hmm.

But I'm not sure that it'd suit me.

Gussy's already joined a bank.

Have you ever thought of banking?

You're much cleverer than Gussy.
You could make pots of money.

Which of course means
a blissfully happy life.

Darling, of course it does.

Beau! Beau!

Welcome home, Beau!
Thank you Faithful Hound.

Where are Dig and Johnny?
Umm…

Dig's playing golf and Johnny's
tinkering with the car.

I'll find him.

Have you seen Aunt
Patricia since you arrived?

Yes.

Did she tell you? Uncle
Hector's coming home.

She may have mentioned it.

She isn't looking
forward to it one little bit.

And I can't say I blame her.

She told you that?
She didn't have to.

A man she hasn't seen her for years
and his reputation!

Shh!

Thank you, Isobel. You
played that beautifully.

Johnny played his part
nobly turning the pages.

He has to be told
when to turn them.

No, I don't.
He does it rather better than you, Digby.

Well, what now.

Anyone fancy a game
of billiards? Beau?

Not now, Gussy.

Aunt, I know it's getting late, but…

could we see the Blue
Water for a little while?

Yes, good idea. Let's all
have a gloat on the Blue Water.

Yes, please, Aunt, it's a wonderful idea.

Highly recommended I'd say, it's either
that or Gussie playing his mouth organ.

I haven't got a… I see,
you're playing the fool again.

Please, Aunt, may we see it?

Very well. Will one of
you put a log on the fire?

I'll do it.

Thank you, Aunt.

You've heard Uncle
Hector's coming home.

Yes. I hope he remembers
where to come.

It's been a long time
since his last visit.

The wildlife population
of Africa must be rejoicing.

You've no right to sneer at him.
I'm not sneering.

I merely disapprove of
his love of senseless killing.

You ought to be grateful to him.
Grateful?

You forget you're living in his house.

Have been since you
left the cradle, practically.

Aunt Patricia arranged for us to come
and live here when our parents died.

Your Uncle was
indifferent to us and still is,

as he is to everybody else except himself.

Cheer up, Gussy. He doesn't
care a damn about you either.

Oh, it's magical. It's brought into the
room and the whole place lights up.

I asked for it. My right to see it first.

It's beautiful. How much is it worth, Aunt?

I have no idea.

I'm sure it will fetch a pretty
price at Hatton Garden.

Enough to pay your
dressmaker's bills anyway

with a little left over.

Just adore it.

Me. Me. Me, me.

Watch this.

May I?

Oh! Digby!

It must be worth a fortune.

A young lady hasn't seen
it yet, do you mind?

Isobel.

Thank you.

Any thought from Faithful Hound?

I was just thinking
how wonderful it is.

What else can one think?

One day, someone will
buy you one just like it.

Johnny.
Thank you.

Oh, John!

I wonder how wicked Brandon
got it all those years ago in India.

At the point of his sword, I imagine.

Oh, no.

I hate it when the lights go out.

What's Ferguson up to? He's
supposed to keep the generator working.

Well it will come on in a minute.

Burdon will bring candles if it doesn't.

Ghosts and goblins.

Who's got a match?

Oh! Ah! I can feel a ghostly skeleton hand.

Damn, Dig!

(inaudible) and
when I had the filly in me power.

The Blue Water?

Looks a bit empty, doesn't it?

It would seem there is someone
with a sense of humor all his own.

You, John, are you the jester?

No, Aunt, only the Geste. Sorry.

Did you take it?
No, honestly.

Digby? Is this another of
your silly practical jokes?

Not guilty, Aunt. Not this time.

Michael?

I haven't got the Blue
Water, Aunt Patricia.

You, Augustus.
Come on, Augustus.

No, I swear to God.

You'll indeed not swear to God,
Augustus, nor to me. Have you got it?

No, I haven't. I wouldn't take it.

I can hardly believe that
either of you took it. Isobel?

Not me, Aunt Patricia.

I was too busy trying to
ward off the skeleton hand.

Claudia?

I didn't take it.

I didn't.

Let us agree that this brilliant joke
has gone far enough, shall we?

Put it back, John. You were the only
one near it when the light went out.

I didn't touch it, I've said so.
Suppose you put it back, Ghastly.

And suppose you do.
Look here.

I'm going to turn all the lights out
again and count up to 10.

Jolly, good idea.

Whoever played the trick is
to put the Blue Water back.

Then no one will know who did it.

Agreed?
Agreed.

Now everyone keep still except the villain.

And when I switch the lights on again,

there will be the Blue
Water laughing at us.

Oh, rot.

One, two, three,
I daren't move, my shoes creak.

four, five, six,
Hurry villain, time's running out.

seven, eight, nine,
I've put it back!

ten!
Right.

You might have played up.

Look, whoever played
the trick, put the jewel back

and let's have a dance.
May we have a dance, Aunt?

You may when the Blue Water
has been returned to its case.

I'm waiting.

Come on, somebody?

For the last time I ask the
person who took it to put it back

and we will end this silly
business here and now

and make no further reference to it.

Which one of you took it?

Very well.

You have all of you have
practically grown up in this house.

It grieves me more than I can say

to discover that one of you is a
liar, and apparently a common thief.

Digby, fetch me the key to the door.
Yes, Aunt.

I shall postpone taking
action until tomorrow morning.

I shall leave the cover where it
is and lock the door at midnight.

The key I shall leave in the
brass box in the hall. Thank you.

I'm giving the liar amongst
you the opportunity

to return the sapphire during the night.

If this is not done by the
time I come down tomorrow

I shall have to conclude
that the liar is also a thief

and act accordingly.

Claudia and Isobel,
go to your rooms.

I said go to your rooms.

Aunt, I'm sure it's just a silly joke.

Bed.

As for the rest of you,

I want you out of here before
I lock the door at 12 o'clock.

Right, Gussy, hand it over.

Why don't you ask John?

He's the one who standing by
the table when the light came on.

Come to my arms my little banker.

Take your hands off me.

I haven't got the beastly thing.

It's one of you three rotters.

Leave him, Dig.

He's got the...
I said leave him!

Aunt's given the thief till
morning to return the jewel.

I know.
It's the way she wants it done.

Let's leave it there, shall we?

(Inaudible) swine.

Sorry, Gussy.

Don't think I'm gonna thank you.

You stopped him because you
don't want to be searched yourself.

Search one, search all. Not even rotters
like you could go against that rule.

Come on then, search me.
Every pocket, you're welcome.

Go on, Gussy, why don't you?

You're all in it together.

Police will soon sort it
out. You won't trick them.

That's right, bang off to bed.

Remember, the key's
in the box in the hall.

It'll be back by morning.

Do you think Aunt will send for the police?
She won't have to.

I should hope so, not with
Sir Hector coming home.

Unpleasing to learn the
family heirloom's been pinched.

Some bowler-hatted flatfoot from
Scotland Yard meeting him on the steps.

"Half a mo, and where do
you think you're going, eh?"

We certainly can't
blame Aunt after the theft.

It can be put back, of course it will.

Gussy will cough it up.

Why should Gussy steal it?
Why should any of us?

You…accused Gussy.
Why him in particular?

I bait him a good bit.

It offends his dignity.

When the lights went out, it
flashed through his cunning brain

that here was a
chance to do us down.

Break Aunt's faith
in the Brothers Geste.

He knew we'd get the blame.

With his uncle coming home too.

Why don't we sit up in the hall all
night to see who comes for the key?

We could hide somewhere.

No.
Why not?

We'd be interfering with Aunt's plans.
Just give him whoever it is a chance.

Any ass can sit up who wants to,

I've had enough for
one night, I'm off to bed.

Aunt will soon be down to lock
up. I couldn't meet her again tonight.

She has just to look at me in her
present mood and I'd feel guilty.

And I'm innocent.

Good night.

You going up, Johnny?

What's the matter?

How could anyone do it, Beau?

Rob Aunt Patricia, of all people?

Yeah, I know.

It's a rotten filthy business.

Come on.

Sleepwalking, Gussy?

You looking for the key, John?

Beau!

Don't look so miserable, old chap.

Will you take the key from me or shall I put
it in the box and you can take it from there.

Oh Beau.

Oh John.

Good night.

It's morning as a matter of fact.

Why not put some
kedgeree on top of that?

Had it.

This is going on
top of kedgeree.

No guilty conscience
to bug my appetite.

You've put the jewel
back, have you?

I didn't take the jewel.

And you'd better stop accusing me.

Calm down, and take a kipper.

It's the only thing you
haven't already got.

Morning.
Morning, Johnny.

Can I get you something?
I'm waiting for Aunt Patricia to come down.

Thanks all the same.

Door's locked, I tried it.

Aunt's taking her
time coming down.

She means to make us sweat, old sod.

Morning, all.
Morning.

Has Aunt Patricia been down yet?
No.

I don't want to meet her till
the day's been ahead of it.

Where's Claudia?
Haven't seen her.

I saw her in the garden.

I'll go and tell her
breakfast is ready.

I'd take her something
on a fork, if I were you.

Gussy will have scoffed the
lot by the time you get back.

Well I suppose the Crown Jewels
are all present and correct by now?

It'll be back.
Seen it, have you?

No, I haven't seen it.

I'm sure it's there.

You should know, of course.

Shut it, Ghastly Gussy, or I'll have
your breakfast and give it to the dogs.

You're a coarse,
tedious lout, Digby.

How the gentlemen's
courage is coming on.

Morning.
Morning, Claudia.

Nothing for me, thank you, Beau.
You must eat something.

Oh, a cup of tea is all I want.
Right.

Well, I wonder what
today is going to bring forth.

I take it Aunt hasn't been down yet.
Not yet.

No, no, gobble and go, if asked
about sapphires, say you don't know.

Do I detect an air of tension this morning?

Oh, shut up, Dig.

Didn't sleep so well
last night, eh, bun-face?

No, I had a bad dream.

I slept like a log.

I have come to ask that no
one leave Brandon Abbas

unless the person who
has the Blue Water decides,

even at this late
hour, to return it to me.

It hasn't been put back?

Let me make myself absolutely clear.

If I leave this room
without the Blue Water,

I will have no mercy upon
the person who stole it.

He or she will suffer the full penalty
of the law and I will see to that.

I'm sure the girls are innocent, Aunt.

Thank you, Michael.

When I need your help in
choosing my words, I'll ask for it.

Has anyone anything to say?

Aunt, couldn't you
please wait another day?

And give the thief time
to dispose of the jewel.

Very well. No one leaves here
or breathes a word of this to anyone.

Except the police when they arrive.

I hope you like porridge, Gussy.

It's the usual prison diet I'm told.

Beastly crows.

Beau.

What?

What's the game, eh?

Game?

The Blue Water.

It was you who took it, wasn't it?
What makes you think I took it?

Meeting you downstairs in the night.
Came down yourself.

Why did you take it?

It was…it was a damn silly thing
to do whatever the reason was.

Please put it back, Beau.

I wish I could.

Look, I've got a suggestion to make.

Aunt thinks devilish little of me.

So give me the damn thing and I'll…

What?

Take it to her and
say, you pinched it for a lark.

I'll be glad of the chance.

It'll get the rotten affair over
and done with and forgotten.

Everybody happy again.

You're not such a feeble
Geste after all, are you.

Aunt won't be hurt,
that's main thing.

It will be real kindness to her not to
let her know it was you who took it.

The days of childhood are over, Johnny.

You must grow up and face the truth.

There are spots on the sun, you know.

And sometimes a hero
turns out to have feet of clay.

Hello!

Burdon said you were looking for me?

I thought we might go for a walk
before lunch, unless you rather not.

If you like.

Will you excuse us, John?

Of course.

I'll take the gun back for you.
Thank you.

Take yourself back.
Have a nap before lunch.

Bye, John.

Hi hog, wake up! Wake up!
Latest edition.

Beau's gone, left this letter.

Beau's vanished.
What?

Disappeared. He's done a bunk.