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Directed by Alfred Hitchcock

Produced at Welwyn Studios, England

with the collaboration of French-speaking writers, artists

and technicians working in Great Britain

London, 1943.

Sergeant John Dougall, from the RAF, who escaped from Germany,

is questioned about aspects of his journey by an Officer of France's Second Bureau.

Come in.

Hello.

Hello Colonel. Sergeant Dougall is here.

I'm sorry to bother you with this story.

But I've spoken to the Resistance delegation about it.

- It seemed worth the effort. - Really?

I believe it's of interest to you too.

Sit down, old boy.

- Cigarette? - I'm sorry, sir.

French cigarettes make me cough.

I read your report. It's very interesting.

Your escape was a real exploit.

It was Gadovsky who arranged it all, sir.

He's a really smashing chap.

Did he escape too?

No, no. He did not escape too.

Oh, I hope everything is all right for him.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

You reached Reims without a hitch, is that correct?

- Excuse me, sir. Without a what? - Without a hitch.

Complication, problems.

Ah yes! No problems at all.

It was too good to be true!

Yes. Listen, old boy.

I think it best that you tell us yourself,

everything that happened to you from Reims.

I was sure it was too early. It's your fault Stéphane.

I couldn't have stayed any longer in that dirty wagon.

Come here, Sandy.

Let's have a smoke.

You never told me you still had some left.

Just one. A poor single cigarette.

That's all that's left of my packet from the Red Cross.

Go on. There's no danger here.

English cigarettes are always dangerous!

Where's the message?

Café du Commerce, Reims.

A café? Great! We can chow, I'm starving.

Quiet, speak properly.

What? Chow? That's correct. It's slang.

Yes, but when you use slang you have even more of an accent.

The message says that only one of the two of us

is to go the Café du Commerce.

I can't go alone

if you say that I have an accent, especially when I use slang.

Yes, obviously, you won't find a lot of Scottish in Reims.

OK, I'll go. What's the password now?

Aranciot. Tightly packed if there's any left.

I'm not interested, it doesn't mean anything in Scottish.

And if you don't bring me back something to eat, I'll die.

- What is it? Didn't you ask? - Yes, food and drink.

- A gash. - What, at the café?

No, everything was fine there. There weren't too many people.

Nobody signalled to me.

Well, I asked for a drink and said the password,

what a crazy business.

- Hey, gently. - Was it a knife?

Yes, I was followed as I left the café.

I thought it was someone from the Resistance, but soon knew better.

- You mean Gestapo? - Yes, as good as.

One of those bastard Vichy supporters on the lookout for a reward.

He tried to catch me.

I got out of there fast as I could. I thought I'd lost him.

I go to hide in a cellar, I slip on the steps, he finds me, so...

- Did you get him? - As dead as a dodo.

I see.

But what if other Vichy supporters find the body?

- They won't be happy. - I'm vaguely aware of that.

Stéphane, we have to take care of it right away. Don't you think?

- Yes, I think so. - Come. Quickly.

It smells good in here. What is it?

- Guess. - A cellar for plonk.

Can't hide anything from you.

I say, Stéphane. We could always get drunk!

Don't get so excited. It's all empty. The Krauts got here before us.

That's strange. It was just here that...

Are you sure that you finished him off, this chap?

- Certain. Yes. - You're right.

It's strange. If he was dead, he couldn't have walked away.

What are you doing here?

Don't worry, young men. We're friends.

But, you were in the café.

We followed you. But why have you come back?

- To... - To hide your handiwork.

Don't worry, we took care of it.

By the way, you did a good job.

- He'll not wake again. - He was a Vichy spy.

Thank you for the information, son,

but what were you thinking in the café earlier?

- You're crazy! - Smoking an English cigarette?

You think it's a packet of Gauloises?

What are you both doing here?

We're prisoners of war. We want to get to England.

No, it's not true!

My poor boy, you're English!

Scottish. RAF.

- What? - R-A-F

That's how they pronounce RAF over there.

- You're a pilot? - Air gunner.

Do you think we could get something to eat?

My poor boy, but I thought you had plenty to eat in England.

Yes, Madame, but it's been a year since I was last there.

Ah, that's why he's hungry.

Tell me, sir. Could you could do something for us?

Of course, but take care not to be seen.

There's a curfew, you know.

We could sleep here, to wait, maybe.

No, boys. It's best to leave right away.

- Leave, where to? - Listen.

It's 1.15am. I'll tell you what to do.

Go back to the Montigny road.

Follow it for 2 km until you get to a bridge.

Got it? Right.

There you'll find a small stream.

Follow it along the left bank.

It will take you behind a large farm. Got it?

The road to Montigny for 2km, a small bridge,

the stream on the left up to a large farm. Got it.

Right. In the cowshed, you'll find two bicycles.

I'll phone to arrange that.

And something to eat, in a small parcel.

Thank you very much, madame.

And in the handlebars of the second bicycle,

you'll find a piece of paper with all the directions you need.

Understood? Right.

Off you go, boys. And, bon voyage.

You said, it's in the small parcel?

Thank you. Goodbye. Come on, Sandy, let's go.

It's still quite a way.

- How far? - 35 km.

- Oh, I see. - And we must get there before daybreak.

What's over there? More cows?

- No. The Hôtel de la Poste. - An hotel, really? Let me see.

An hotel! Stéphane, an hotel with a bed

and perhaps something more to eat.

Sorry to disturb you. Do you have your papers?

- You arrived here last night? - Yes.

- What is it you want? - Your papers. We're the police.

I'm going to Reims, I'm a mechanic.

- I come from Ireland. - Ah, you're Irish.

- A mechanic? - Yes, my factory was bombed.

Yes, yes. That's fine. Thank you.

- How did you get away with it? - With the gendarmes?

- They just asked me a few questions. - What did you say?

- I said just what you told me to say. - And it worked?

You know, I'd practised the phrases a lot with you.

I'm very happy we did that, because of my Scottish accent.

But these gendarmes here,

they must think that Ireland and Scotland are the same thing. And you?

It worked perfectly too. Get up now, old boy, we have to get out of here.

- Yes, yes, before breakfast! - I've not said a word.

- Are we still going by bicycle? - No, this time we're taking the train.

The hotel owner has given me lots of information, he's a good man too.

We'll have to wear these clothes.

We're taking the train at 9:42am. The second carriage after the engine.

You'll read this paper in the compartment.

At one point, I'll ask you if you can lend it to me.

Then, you'll say the password: "It's Monday's."

Right. The Resistance member who is supposed to contact us,

will give me their paper, saying, "Take this one, it's yesterday's."

I see. And they'll tell us what to do next?

Let's hope so.

Must we really wear these clothes?

They're filthy.

Excuse me, could you lend me your newspaper?

It's Monday's.

Take this one, it's yesterday's.

The train driver was also in the Resistance, probably.

Everything was well organised.

It was exactly like a combined operation.

And this young woman, tell me, she took you to a farm.

Yes, sir. Her father's farm.

And so she told us that

that very evening there was a plane heading for England,

but that there was only one place for one of the two of us.

So, you drew straws.

That's right, sir. But how did you know that?

Because I am very intelligent.

Yes... So, what was I saying?

And so I won, and then Jeanne gave us some clothes.

And then we ate.

- When does he leave? - You can never know for sure.

In any case, no later than 3 o'clock in the morning,

my father will come to collect him.

- Is it far to walk? - Oh! Airmen don't like to walk!

No, rest assured, you'll have a car.

We'll drive you straight to the plane.

- Just like an AirFrance flight, okay? - Okay.

There we go. That'll do for tonight.

- I'll change it for you tomorrow. - Thank you very much.

I'm feeling much better.

Right, I'm off to bed.

Wake me so that I can say goodbye to Sandy.

Not goodbye Stéphane - "see you", I hope.

Goodnight. And thank you for the dressing.

It's been a long time since I've had a smoke. Since Reims.

Reims? Yes, I know.

You'd have been better off not lighting your cigarette.

It did you no favours.

Not to me, but Stéphane.

He was the one who went to the Café de Commerce in Reims.

Reims? You mean the Café des Maronniers.

No, Café de Commerce. I read the instructions too.

And I remember it distinctly.

Ah, Café du Commerce?

That's where this Vichy chap noticed Stéphane.

Then he followed him, right into the wine cellar.

- Is that the car? - Yes, yes.

Right. I'll say goodbye to Stéphane.

Please tell your father I'll be there right away.

Tell me, when you left Stéphane, he gave you a letter, didn't he?

Yes, sir.

And he asked you to give it to someone here,

in case his departure was delayed, isn't that so?

Yes, that's right too.

- But how do you know? - I already told you, I'm very intelligent.

- Have you delivered this letter? - Yes, sir.

Can you tell me the recipient's name and address?

I'm very sorry, sir, but I can't.

I gave my word of honour.

Sergeant, I must warn you

that you should consider this question an order.

Yes, sir. I see.

But this is not a military matter.

Naturally, we can't force you to tell us what you don't want to tell us.

This is not the Gestapo here.

But I think I can convince you

that you have a duty beyond your military duty,

and to tell us everything you know, despite your word of honour.

I'm sorry, but I really don't think so, sir.

Of course, after everything you've told me.

You'll think I'm mad or a fool

if I told you that your friend, Godovsky,

was an officer of the Gestapo.

Yes, sir. I...

Your friend Godovsky, was not Godovsky at all.

The real Godovsky is still a prisoner of war in Germany.

In reality, your friend Godovsky looked very much like the real Godovsky.

And that's why the Germans chose him for this job.

The Gestapo are very clever, you see, old boy.

So clever, that it was they who organised your escape

in collaboration with the Godovsky impostor, naturally.

I'm afraid that you have been terribly misinformed, sir.

I see this is not going to be easy.

I'm going to tell you the end of your story.

It is not for nothing that I asked you

to begin your story from when you arrived in Reims.

Do you remember the cart?

Right. You will also remember that Stéphane had a meeting

with the Resistance at the Café du Commerce.

But Stéphane had arranged another meeting,

with one of his friends, called Oskar Emberg.

You never met Emberg,

but you will have seen him in the train later on

where he was sat next to Stéphane reading a paper.

He was in the Gestapo too.

Stéphane was directly under his command.

But in Reims, the Resistance had identified them both

and if Stéphane had gone to the Café du Commerce

it's possible he may not have come out alive.

He wanted to give up.

But Emberg insisted on carrying on, since it was essential for them

to get you to carry this message to London.

That's why he took Stéphane, not to the Café du Commerce

but to the Café des Maronniers.

One of the Café des Maronniers regulars was a minor SEL spy.

It was not by chance that Stéphane lit an English cigarette.

He may as well have shouted 'Vive De Gaulle' at the Kommandantur.

He had two reasons for this.

To attract the spy's attention

as well as the attention of the Resistance man and woman.

The ones you later saw in the cellar.

Stéphane waited until he was sure they'd taken the bait,

then he left, followed by the spy,

he himself followed by the Resistance man and woman.

Emberg's plan had worked.

Stéphane made for the cellar.

Making sure he was indeed being followed.

The chap from the SEL was following him.

The spy stupidly asked Stéphane for his papers,

giving Stéphane an opportunity he did not waste.

His blow finished him off.

The man was stone dead.

Stéphane left the cellar, knowing that his plan had worked.

The two Resistance members had watched him.

Yes, but I don't understand.

If Godovsky was a spy,

why would one spy want to kill another spy?

To convince people in the Resistance

that he really was an escaped prisoner.

- Obviously. - Oh I see.

You know, old boy, spies are people quite different to the rest of us.

Yes, I see.

On top of that, he and Emberg

absolutely wanted to get to know other members of the Resistance.

They were, by then, collecting new victims.

This man and this woman,

and then the farmers who provided you with the bicycles.

Then, the owner of the Hôtel de la Poste.

This all makes for a sizable number of kills.

Hôtel de la Poste?

You mean to say that the two gendarmes...

Of course.

Police.

- Bonjour. - Do you have your papers?

- Ah! Monsieur LeBlanc. - You're Monsieur LeBlanc.

- Please excuse us, Monsieur LeBlanc. - You're welcome. Thank you.

Tell me, the gentleman in room number 8, do you understand?

Understood, sir.

- Hello. - Hello, sir.

- The 9:42am train to Givry. - Perfect.

I'll be at the Hôtel des Voyageurs in Arras.

The 9:42am train,

second carriage after the engine, second compartment.

Understood.

Do you mean to say, he took me for a spy too?

That's very doubtful.

On the contrary, for them you were an unexpected opportunity.

I find it all very difficult to believe.

- I must have seen Emberg. - Certainly you saw him.

And now, we get to the farm.

Godovksy, of course, lost on purpose.

Luckily for you,

he needed you to carry the precious message to England.

That's why he made you promise to say goodbye to him.

- Is the RAF man ready? - In a second, father.

You know Jeanne, we were followed in the train today.

- No kidding. - A guy from the Gestapo.

Anyway, our friends have taken care of him.

- Was he alone? - Yes.

That's strange. They usually work in pairs.

Please excuse me for putting you out like this.

- It's nothing. - Oh, thank you.

- There we go. - Goodbye, mademoiselle.

Thank you for everything.

I very much hope to see you again.

Adieu, RAF. Bon voyage.

Let's go. Quickly.

Reims 776.

Hello. Café du Commerce.

I'll not keep you waiting. Let's just wait for the car to leave.

Arras 18.

Hello, number 18. Hôtel des Voyageurs?

I'd like to speak to Mr Emberg.

Hello, Oskar. Good evening.

The pigeon has flown.

The message nicely tucked under its wing.

You'd like me to join you? Fine.

Yes, I'm waiting for you.

Good evening.

You're thinking about poor Jeanne, aren't you Sandy?

Yes.

I told her I'd see her again after the war.

Yes, old boy. All this is terrible.

But perhaps in France,

there will be a new tomb under the Arc de Triomphe,

dedicated to the unknown civilian.