The Avengers (1961) s02e05 Episode Script

(theme music playing) Woman: Tom? Tom.
Tom? Where are you? Tom, please don't frighten me.
Tom, please? Please.
(screams) Okay.
Cut it.
Hold it.
Lights.
All right, Boris? - It's fine.
- Print it.
Darlin', marvelous.
Lovely.
Lovely playing.
Joe, set up 28, will you? Let's hope we can get this in the can before she breaks up.
Peggy, get me a pill, will you? You all right? Yes.
Look, they're on the table.
Sweetie We'll have to do 28 next, yeah? That little scene with Tony.
What's the matter? You feel all right? So-so.
Peggy's going to get my pills.
I know.
You have a break, eh? Have a lie-down, eh? No.
Let's get it over with.
Okay.
Joe, get make-up to do something with her, will you? She looks like, I don't know, like death warmed up.
Director: Tony got an idea for you for the scene.
Come on, tell me.
Come on, don't play the fool.
Where is it? - The Dual Line film - I don't know what you're talking about.
- Carla, you're taking too many stupid risks.
- I'm not Carla.
Oh, I'm most terribly sorry.
I-I must've made a mistake.
I I've come into the wrong dressing room.
Don't tell me.
La Berotti.
Right first time.
Suite B.
Nobody ever sends me flowers.
Looks like we're in for a lively time.
Ever seen any of her pictures? I don't interest myself in the cinema, Mr.
Pierson, or in women like that.
- Miss Berotti.
- Suite B.
(mutters) Budge Jackson.
Thank you, sir.
Come on, Carla.
We could've got that from the handout.
- Why are you going to Montreal? - Because I live there.
- When you coming back? - Who knows? The film isn't finished yet.
- Is it true you quarrel with the director? - Untrue.
He's charming.
I adore him.
Is it true they stand to lose a million because you walked out? I didn't walk out.
Miss Berotti has not been in good health all year.
Give us the swept-back look, Carla.
Can't you guys think of anything new? Easily, but the censor would hit it with a hammer.
What about the murder, Carla? - What murder? - Peggy, your stand-in.
Miss Berotti can't make a statement on that.
The police are investigating.
Is it true the murderer mistook her for - No questions on that, I said.
- No flaming questions on anything.
- When you gonna get married? - Is that an offer? But seriously, Carla, you're the biggest sex symbol in the business.
Must you be so clinical? I wondered if things were much different in real life.
Would you translate that into English, please? Well, are you well, frigid? (horn blows) Okay, everybody, that's it.
- (all protest at once) - Everybody out.
Sorry, boys.
Come on.
Everyone out.
That's a way.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Why did you cancel your air passage, Carla? I'm just crazy about the sea.
You're the world's worst sailor.
We all know that.
Come on, out.
Whew, another one over.
They get worse.
Don't you think you better see the doctor before you really start diving into that? M51, please.
Hello.
Could the doctor come up to Miss Berotti's suite as soon as he can, please? Thank you.
Alcoholics Anonymous.
Auntie Sheila.
Look, we're spending the next six days together.
So let's be civilized about it, shall we? (puts down glass) (horn blows) Yeah? I'm Miss Berotti's doctor.
Wait here.
Miss Berotti, there's a man outside.
Said he's a doctor.
- Never seen him before.
- Send him in.
You can come in.
Thank you.
Hello.
- How do you do? - Where is Dr.
Bronson? He's ill.
Dr.
King's taking his place.
Why wasn't I told? There wasn't time.
I'll be in my cabin.
It's next door.
Yeah.
Is she your secretary? No.
She's a public relations expert.
The phone company planted her on me.
- You know why? - No.
To stop me talking out of turn.
I I have a tendency to do that.
Yeah, so I heard.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
- It's neat whiskey.
- So? Aren't you going to stop me? No.
- What are you grinning at? - Oh, was I? - Who sent you? - I'm replacing Dr.
Bronson.
- Why? - Because he's ill and because you're supposed to require constant medical attention.
What do you mean, supposed to? I do need constant medical attention.
Shall I tell you what's wrong with me? Dr.
Bronson's given me your case history.
In Latin.
I'll tell you in English.
I'm a hypochondriac.
I live on my nerves.
I'm temperamental, moody, and neurotic.
And scared.
What did you say? I said you're frightened, Miss Berotti.
Why shouldn't I be? My stand-in was murdered three days ago.
Is that why you didn't finish the film? Yes.
Tell me, do you think someone was trying to murder you? - Of course.
Peggy was mistaken for me.
- Why? There are always cranks want to kill people in the public eye.
That won't always help, you know.
One day, you're gonna have to stop running and face it.
Face it? And what is "it"? Tell me, Doctor.
Give me one of those solemn little lectures.
Enlighten me.
Aw, you don't need enlightening.
You're an intelligent person.
This surprises you? Well, frankly, uh, yes.
Natural enough.
You see this big, blown-up public image of me.
A super, high-octane sex symbol.
Naturally you assume there's a moron at the back of it.
What am I going to do? Well, let's try quieting you down for a start.
Back to Pillsville.
Mm-hmm.
Got any water? Water? I'm a big star, Doctor.
I take my pills with champagne.
- Okay.
- Want one? No, thanks.
Good girl? Yeah, fine.
Look, take two of those before you go to bed tonight with water.
- You don't look like a square.
- Thanks.
Not that you can ever tell.
- You some kind of a specialist? - No.
Ordinary GP.
You don't want to let that go around.
'Cause according to the folklore, I'm only supposed to have what costs a lot.
You think a good deal about your public image, don't you? I am obsessed by my public image.
It leans on me like some great drunken balloon.
Hasn't been around for very long.
I was nobody.
I sold gloves in a downtown store in Montreal.
Perhaps Perhaps you'd have been happier if you'd stayed there.
Oh, yes.
Oh, yes, indeed.
I was only a little mixed up then.
When is this pill going to work? In a little while.
So many pills.
You know, if we run into bad weather, I'm going to rattle like a dice box.
(chuckles) Rattle, rattle, rattle.
Shake and rattle.
Roll for daddy.
Stop it.
Roll for daddy.
Roll - Stop it! - Daddy! Oh! You want me to do it again? If you think it'll do any good.
Better? Much.
Come on.
Gonna give that pill a chance to relax you.
Come on, lie back.
That's fine.
Are you a square? Sometimes I think yes, and sometimes I think no.
You lie there and wait, I think.
Where are you going? Back to my cabin.
You're not going to leave me alone.
You won't be alone.
I'll send in my nurse.
I don't like her.
- You don't know her.
- I still don't like her.
- Aw, she's a nice girl.
- I don't like nice girls.
Oh, yes, I nearly forgot.
Your public image.
Ah, hi, Judy.
You feel like a little work? Nothing gonna seem like work to me this trip.
I can't quite believe it.
- Everything okay when you left.
- Yes, fine.
I sent Dr.
Michael a postcard before we left.
All right, good.
Now, your ministrations are needed in there.
Oh.
What's she like? Well, she's a bit high-powered, but basically, I think she's quite nice.
If she wants to play any scenes, just move along with her, will you? Yes, okay.
Tell me, do you stay here all the time? That's right.
The name's Marson.
Guido Aloysius Marson.
Quite a name, isn't it? Mm, has a certain luxuriance.
My father came from County Clare.
My mother sold fish in Venice.
I was born on a Friday.
Oh, and I got a half-moon-shaped scar on me left shoulder blade.
Now, is there anything else you want to know? No.
No, I think that's all.
Hello.
I was making sure you were comfortable, that's all.
Oh? Yeah, I figured you wouldn't be very long.
Ah, thanks.
- It's, uh, it's a nice cabin.
- Yeah.
My name's Nicholson, Second Engineer.
My chief asked me to invite you to his table.
Oh, I thought I'd be with a doctor Well, Chief Engineers carry more weight on this line than doctors, and this one likes to bag as many interesting passengers as he can, you know.
Oh, well, tell your chief I'm very flattered.
Good.
You, uh you been looking after Miss Berotti for very long? No.
Some of the junior officers are very excited about having her aboard.
She's caused quite a sensation.
- Oh, really? - Mm.
'Course, I, uh, I don't go along with it myself.
What I mean is, if a woman's a talented actress, well, all so well and good.
But if all she has is, well, certain physical characteristics, abnormally well developed, then I'm dead against it.
Maybe you think that's old fashioned.
- No.
- You agree with me, then? - No.
- Oh, I see.
You're for tolerance.
Is there anything wrong with that? Yeah, there's a lot wrong with that.
You see, tolerance can become a vice if it isn't guided by a strong moral sense.
Know what I mean? By the way, my chief won't be down for dinner tonight.
We're calling at Le Havre to pick up mail and passengers.
Oh? What time are we there? Oh, around 11:00, I guess.
Well, so long.
Nice meeting you.
(telephone rings) I'll get it.
- Yes.
- Man: Are you alone? Just a minute.
Judy, would you mind going in the other room? This is a very private call.
Of course.
- When can we meet? - Right away.
Now look go up to the boat deck.
It's two decks up starboard side, third ventilator from the stairway.
I'll be there.
- Which side is starboard? - The right.
Don't let anyone follow me.
- What about the nurse? - She's in the bedroom.
- Keep her here.
- Yes, miss.
(gasps) Oh Carla, have you still got the microfilm? Yes.
Why didn't you hand it over in London? I couldn't get to the first rendezvous.
I was sick.
They made another appointment.
Why didn't you go to that? - I was afraid.
- Shh.
You agreed to do it.
Oh, Alec, it sounded so easy when you asked me.
They have a right to expect loyalty, Carla.
They had no right to blackmail me.
Blackmail? What are you It takes a lot of money to make a big film star.
Alec, we've paid it back.
You know what would've happened to you if I'd refused, don't you? You're wrong, Carla.
They don't use those methods.
Don't they? What about Peggy? Oh, yeah, well I guess they had no choice.
See, the guy they sent mentioned the Dual Line, so I suppose he had to silence her.
It's no use, Alec.
We don't see them in the same light.
(mutters) Yes, miss? Where's Miss Berotti? - Don't know, miss.
- Oh.
Let her have a bit of privacy, miss.
She doesn't get much, living the life she does, always in the public eye.
Come on.
No, I must find her.
- Leave her.
- Now look Look, I'm sure she'll be back in a moment, miss.
Now why don't you sit down and read your book, eh? Yeah, that's what I figure.
Now look this new doctor, did they send him? - Don't you know? - No, I don't.
I'll have to find out.
Look, I have to go now.
Oh, Alec, stay a little longer.
It's been over a month.
Look, I was wrong about the film.
I should've handed it over in London.
What do you want me to do now? Haven't you got it with you? No.
It's in my suite.
I can fetch it.
There isn't time now.
Look, I'll meet you here tomorrow night at 11 o'clock.
And for Pete's sake, bring the film with you.
Be careful.
(horn toots) (mutters) Thank you very much.
Reception across there.
Thank you very much, sir.
Report to the Chief Steward on "A" deck.
And next time, don't use the passenger gangway.
No, sir.
(yawns) Uh-oh.
I'm ready for bed.
How is she, asleep? I'll look.
(opens bedroom door) (mutters) Good.
I want to get off to sleep before they sail again.
You going to sit up with her all night? No.
Only till she's asleep.
Right.
Good night.
Good night.
Good evening, sir.
And a beautiful one, too.
Glad to have you aboard.
Fine.
- Are you sure that's you? - What? It's a dressing gown.
Chinoiserie.
Was it a present? 'Course not.
Don't tell me you bought it.
What about your rig? That's different.
It's my disguise.
I think it rather suits me, don't you? Sign that, will you? The crew aren't allowed to buy drinks.
Good health.
Has Carla made contact with anyone? Yes, me.
She had hysterics this afternoon.
I had to slap her, then she slapped me, twice.
Ha.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Don't worry about.
I'm happy.
Free trip on a luxury liner, sea air, only one patient.
- It's marvelous.
- It's not as simple as that.
- Oh, isn't it? - Berotti's up to something.
Who's kidding who? Yes, as a matter of fact, she did make contact with someone.
A man on the upper deck about a couple of hours ago.
I didn't recognize him, though.
I got there too late.
- Did you hear anything? - No.
Oh.
Somebody's pinched microfilm plans of the new Dual Line installations.
The prospect of early warning stations across Canada to Alaska.
Where does La Berotti fit in? We picked up a member of the spy unit working out of Montreal.
He had a list of the Calpurnia sailings and Carla Berotti's name, so we tailed her when she was in London.
Everything seemed okay, until suddenly her stand-in was bumped off for no apparent reason.
What about the film? Well, didn't turn up when it was in London.
If Berotti ever had it, I assume she's still got it.
I know it's not much to go on, but it's all we've got.
Oh, yes, another thing.
Berotti's a lousy sailor.
She usually flies, except when she can sail on the Calpurnia.
(knock on door) - Yes? Is something wrong? - No.
Thank you, steward.
That'll be all.
Come on in, Sheila.
Thank you.
You two do know each other, don't you? - Yes, yes.
- You made a hit with La Berotti.
Yeah, quite a hit.
You didn't leave her alone? No.
The nurse is with her.
Also, she has her bodyguard.
She hired him a couple of weeks ago.
- Is that customary for her? - Oh, yes.
In some ways, it's a status symbol.
Have you any instructions for me? Oh, just carry on as arranged.
All right.
See you in the morning.
Be good.
Good night.
Good night.
She work for you as well? No.
She feeds us information on a cash-and-carry basis.
Yes, I see.
I can take it the captain's on our side, too? (Steed laughs) Hurry along, please, sir.
Very well, sir.
All right, thank you very much, sir.
- Reception across there.
- Thank you.
Brand.
A.
G.
Brand.
Good morning, sir.
I've brought your cigarettes.
Good morning, steward.
Thank you.
Oh, how's the patient? She was reasonable all day yesterday.
Where have you been, by the way? Around.
A steward's work is never done, you know.
Is Sheila Dowson keeping an eye on her? Yep.
By the way, you're not, uh you're not attracted to Berotti, are you, in the basic sense? No.
Oh.
If you are, don't let her see you in that dressing gown.
It's death to the most rudimentary form of a man.
Your cigarettes, sir.
(gulls squawking) It's really just a job like any other.
Do you yourself have the same emotions as the characters you portray? Good morning, Miss Berotti.
I hope you're enjoying the trip.
Uh, excuse me.
Yes, thank you very much.
Good.
Miss Berotti, I wonder if you'd mind.
My daughter's a great fan of yours and she'd never forgive me if I didn't get your autograph.
It so happens I have her book in my cabin.
Yes, of course.
I'd be delighted.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
I, uh, I suppose you get a lot of that.
It never stops.
What happened to you last night? Alec, I I don't think I'm going to hand over the film.
Carla, you've got to.
- Have I? - What's the matter with you? You want to get us both killed? 'Course I don't.
I don't want to give up so easily.
What are you talking Give up what? Doing the right thing.
Look, the right thing is to hand over the film.
I don't think so.
Carla, give them the film.
I'm your husband.
I know what's best for you.
Do you? I'm beginning to wonder about that, too.
- Yes, sir.
- Scotch and dry ginger ale.
Yeah.
(orchestra playing) Evening.
Scotch and dry ginger ale.
Thank you.
Two shillings, please, sir.
Right.
Here we are.
- Thank you.
- Oh, that's all right.
Well, thank you, sir.
Mind if I join you? No.
Cigarette? No, thanks.
I don't, at least not in public.
Old-fashioned idea.
Mm, I'm an old-fashioned person.
Mm.
Traveling alone? No.
Hear we've got a famous film star aboard.
Yes, Carla Berotti.
Never heard of her.
Don't go to the cinema much.
I don't get time.
Well, excuse me.
Oh.
Tell me, they all as snooty as that? I think I'll have the same again.
Yes, sir.
First time across, Doctor? Yeah, yeah.
You picked a good time of the year.
The Atlantic can be a bit rough sometimes.
Excuse me, sir.
Doctor, you're wanted in suite B.
- Is something wrong? - Couldn't say, sir.
Miss Berotti said she wanted to see you immediately.
I see.
Thank you, steward.
Excuse me.
Sure.
Oh, steward.
Yes, sir? I haven't seen you before, have I? No, sir.
My first trip on this ship.
Oh, I see.
Okay, carry on.
Thank you, sir.
These are supposed to put me to sleep? Man, you might as well feed me candy.
I see.
Is anything else wrong? - Yes, you.
You're right out.
- Why? Two days, and all you've done is make deep down clucking noises.
What am I, a child? - That's the last thing I think of you as.
- Then treat me like an adult.
- What do you suggest? - A shot of morphine.
Morphine, eh? You have some, haven't you? Yes, of course I got some.
Uh, sit down, Carla.
I can discuss things standing up.
Well, very well.
Look, have you ever had morphine before? Sure, I have.
Lots of times.
Wouldn't be asking for it if I hadn't.
I'm a junkie now.
Aw, now look, Carla, I have to decide what treatment to give my patients.
Fine, if you know your patients.
- And I don't know you.
- That's right.
Do I get the morphine? Don't be silly.
I could kill you.
Yes, I know.
Mixed up, though.
I like you, too.
Do you think that means I'd like to have an affair with you, subconsciously? How would you do that, subconsciously? If you weren't my doctor, we could have an intelligent relationship.
But nobody can have an intelligent relationship with a doctor.
Oh, I don't know.
Let's work on it.
What's that, chamomile tea? No.
It's a derivative of dimenhydrinate.
It'll settle your nerves.
I shall need some hot water.
In there.
(door closes) Three more champagne.
Who do I charge them to, Jim? Suite B.
Oh, La Berotti's going it, eh? She's only giving a party.
A party.
Yes, sir.
Same again, sir? One and six, please, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Right, sir.
(man coughs) Yeah, well, that's fine.
(overlapping chatter) More champagne? Oh, yes, indeed.
Thank you.
Thank you.
You really don't want to hear that story again.
Excuse me, miss.
(laughs) It was a It was a very hot day in Timbuktu.
No, it was when the elephant came up and started Ah, what's up, then? Oh.
Shall I, uh No.
No.
Leave him alone.
Steward, give him a drink.
Madam.
Miss Berotti.
Yes.
I'm sorry, miss.
He took me by surprise.
Ah.
That's all right, Marson.
It could've happened to anyone.
You go to bed.
I'm sorry, miss.
Think nothing of it.
Good night, Miss Berotti.
Must you go? Yeah, I'm afraid so.
I have to be on duty in five minutes.
Oh, yes.
It was very nice of you to come, Mr.
Nicholson.
It was my pleasure.
Coming, Pierson? Yeah.
Good night.
Thanks.
It's a lovely party.
Oh, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Oh, dear.
Everybody's going.
- I think I must go, too.
- Must you? Good night, Judy.
Sleep well.
Thanks.
Good night, Miss Berotti.
Good night.
Well, I'll be off, too.
You don't need me anymore, do you? No, thanks.
See you at a party sometime.
Good night.
You stay.
Have another drink.
Dance with me, Doctor.
This I wouldn't inflict on my This I wouldn't inflict on any of my enemies.
Oh, dear.
I feel happy all of a sudden, and when I get happy, I want to dance.
No.
This is a British ship.
We observe the proprieties above all else.
Not done for a first-class passenger to dance with a steward.
What about you? You'd dance with me if you could, wouldn't you? I'll just have to dance by myself.
He's okay.
He's just knocked cold.
- Carla: Get him out of here.
- He'll be all right in the morning, more or less.
I should pop him into cold storage, steward.
Yes, sir.
Where do you think will be best? I'll think of somewhere.
Didn't tell me it was a full barrel.
Party over.
Yeah.
Have another drink.
No, I don't think so.
I think I'll go to bed.
I shouldn't stay up long, Carla.
Lovers' meeting end in sleeping pills.
Good night.
Good night, Carla.
- Wake up.
- What time is it? Wake up.
It's about 4 o'clock.
Come on.
Oh.
Oh, did that drunk come around I had in my bunk? No, I'm afraid not.
He's been murdered.
Somebody's cut his throat.
Come on.
I think they were after you.
Your dressing gown's absolutely ruined.
Sad little drunk who wanted to crash a star's party.
He crashed something he knew nothing about.
He must've thought you had the film.
Has Carla Berotti been in here? Of course not.
Aw, Lord, look at this mess.
That's funny.
What? I could've sworn these are the tablets I gave Carla.
- Oh, well.
- Hold on.
Oh.
There now.
Good morning, Marson.
Look, will you take this down to the dispensary and get them to mix it up for me? Miss Berotti said nobody was to be let in.
Yes, I know she did.
I just been on to her on the phone.
She needs this, and she needs it in a hurry.
- Which way is it? - You can't miss it.
It's along B deck past the purser's office.
Thanks.
- Carla? - What do you want? I'm tired.
Want to talk to you.
- Can you do it in here? - No.
I told Marson not to let anybody in.
Now listen, Carla.
That drunk, the one at your party, is dead.
He was in my bunk, and he was wearing my dressing gown, and he was murdered.
Now why? Give me a cigarette.
I Look, Dr.
King, I I like you.
I like you very much, but I'm not going to answer any of your questions.
Why not? Because I don't want you to get your throat cut.
Very well.
If you haven't got the sense to come in out of the rain, I'm gonna have to make you.
(door opens and closes) What? Look, Steed, something's got to be done about Carla, - or we're gonna have another murder on our hands.
- Get anything out of her? No, she's too scared.
Couldn't you go to the captain, have her put under protection? No, I'm afraid not.
There are group of agents aboard this ship.
Yes, I understand, but that girl's at the end of her tether.
I've been in touch with our people in Montreal.
They've come up with the identification code the group are using.
Now, the agent boarding the ship will make contact with the group leader.
The meeting will take place either when the public roams around deck You see, most of them are unknown to each other The agent will offer the group leader a cigarette, the group leader will decline, saying, "I don't smoke", at least not in a public place," the agent will say, "That's an old-fashioned idea," and the group leader will say, I'm an old-fashioned person.
" - That's a bit complicated.
- Man: Steward.
Coming, sir.
Oh, Marson, you might as well take the night off.
Miss Berotti's going to the fancy-dress ball.
Oh.
Oh, okay.
Well, why don't you relax and enjoy yourself? There's a game of bingo in the Promenade Lounge.
Thank you.
Oh, steward.
Oh, hello.
Well.
- Do you like it? - It's beautiful.
It's for the fancy-dress ball.
You seem to be enjoying yourself on this trip.
Have you got any shipboard romances going? Uh-uh.
You ought to indulge yourself now and again, you know.
Oh, I do, but not when I'm working.
Good girl.
Well, how's it coming with Carla, eh? It isn't.
I think your idea about Carla's wrong.
Doesn't seem to fit somehow.
She wouldn't get involved with anything political.
Beach parties, shopping expeditions, nightclubs That's more her style.
She doesn't concern herself with anything more serious than the color of her lipstick.
The Dual Line defenses simply aren't in her world.
Aren't they? Thanks.
Cheers.
You're wrong, you know.
- She did have the film.
- She did? We got it from her last night.
Did she talk? No, but she will before we reach Montreal.
- Well, that's wonderful.
- So you can relax, have fun.
Cheers.
Ah.
By the way, Carla isn't dining here tonight.
Oh, no.
Yes, just the other night on deck, quite by chance.
As a matter of fact, I managed to get her autograph for my oh, an old friend who collects them, you know.
Captain over P.
A.
: May I have your attention, please? The judging of the fancy-dress competition will take place in 15 minutes.
Contestants are asked to assemble in the main lounge.
Thank you.
Listen, you're the obvious person to do it.
You can't deny that.
You're her husband.
She trusts you.
You can do it without fuss.
When you joined us, you undertook to obey orders.
I did not undertake to kill my own wife.
Your wife is endangering our work.
You don't know that.
You have Steed's word for it, that's all.
We can't afford to take chances.
- But, Brand - That's got nothing to do with it.
I give the orders.
Carla never wanted to get mixed up in this.
She's doing it for me.
Sentiment doesn't come into this, Mr.
Nicholson.
Never does in our creed, does it? It's too late for polemics.
Something has got to be done about your wife.
Will you stop calling her "your wife"? You know what her name is! (chuckles) You agreed she was the ideal person to carry the film.
Who would suspect a temperamental film star? Now she's in the way.
I'm ordering you to remove her.
I won't do it.
All right.
If you won't Brand will.
Captain over P.
A.
: Your attention, please.
Ten more minutes to the judging.
Ten minutes.
Thank you.
Okay, I'll do it.
But when? Said I'll do it.
Tonight.
Do you think you're wise? He'll do it.
- Then I take care of him.
- Yes.
Now let's go down and see if I can win a prize.
Do you think my costume really deserved first prize? Judges thought so.
- Were they prejudiced? - Obviously.
They're all men.
In that case, I didn't deserve it.
You have it.
No.
I want you to have it for other reasons.
(passengers singing "Auld Lang Syne") Thank you.
- Montreal tomorrow.
- Yeah.
I think I shall be sad.
Good night.
Good night, Carla.
(singing continues) (rings) Yes.
Nicholson: Are you alone? - Yes.
- Come up.
Same place.
(hangs up) - Evening, madam.
- Evening.
(gasps) What's happened? Nothing.
I just wanted to talk to you, that's all.
Let's go down here.
Carla, I love you very much.
I just wanted you to know that.
What are you doing? (screams) No! Run.
They're on to us.
(screams) (knife clatters) Nicholson.
Johnson.
Rogers.
(whispers) Bye.
Bye.
Afraid there's a crowd of your fans on the dock.
(cheering) You just stay close to me, you'll be all right.
(opens lighter) The tickets are all arranged.
Hmm? Oh, good.
What time do we move? - Tomorrow.
- Steward.
I think that we should have a party.
- Steward? - Coming, sir.
(theme music playing)