the manager of Twinkle Toes has never heard of you.
How did you acquire the typewriter?
It was given to me.
And was the idea to sell stockings door-to-door
given to you as well...
by someone whom you had once played backgammon with?
You lost to them but they were kind,
suggested a way in which you could make a living,
suggested a place where you could find a room,
and then the packages of stockings arrived,
and the ABC railway guides,
and the clothes, so you could be smart,
make a good impression.
The hat, coat.
- Yes. - And you got instructions,
where to go, what date,
a list of names and addresses where you might sell the stockings
in alphabetical order,
very methodical, practical?
I like order.
没了这些 没了指令 我
Without it, without instruction, I...
get rather lost.
Would you remember this person?
I don't know.
I have such terrible blanknesses.
Sometimes faces go,
I wake up in places, and I can't remember how I got there.
Sometimes there is blood...
There was the knife...
and all those dead people.
I don't want to be a monster.
You're not, Monsieur.
I'm going back on the last train to be with Hermione.
She's so weak, but she wanted me to thank you.
I'm sure she does.
She always used to say to Carmichael
that you were the best birthday present he ever gave her.
After that party, if there was a treat
or even if she just wanted to get someone's attention,
she would use your phrase.
"Mes enfants," She'd say, and clap her hands.
Where did that come from, that phrase, "mes enfants"?
"My children," Why that?
Merely a verbal flourish.
People found it entertaining,
and when you are a stranger in a strange land,
it helps to be entertaining.
Yes, I can only imagine.
You're looking better.
I hope you don't mind me saying
but I was rather concerned for you before.
Yes, I'm feeling well.
My brother always said that every man needs a purpose.
You have yours,
Well, I think I've just found mine.
I'm going to be a husband.
- Miss Grey? - Yes.
I'm very much in love with her. Well, more than in love.
I'm utterly enthralled.
When this is all over, I'm going to pop the question.
Of course, she might not say yes.
I am certain she will.
I do hope you're right.
I'll be a broken man if she doesn't.
Thank you so much for enabling me
to tell Hermione that ABC has been caught.
That Carmichael and the others would have justice.
I had no choice.
I was bound.
I gave my word to the dead.
I was rather concerned for you.
I found it in your wardrobe.
What do you want?
Prove that I knew.
Prove that I covered for Franklin.
I'm an innocent woman, and I wish to get changed.
Where are my clothes?!
Your hotel bill has not been settled.
None of the bills for your dresses,
your hats, your shoes, have been settled.
Franklin has no money until Lady Hermione dies.
She is still living. Just.
My furs, my furs,
no, no, no, that's mine! That's mine!
He would have killed you as well.
You know that really.
Don't you pity me.
Franklin's fingerprints match the unknown ones on the typewriter.
The artifice in the letters was ventriloquism.
Monsieur Cust was being worked.
Words put into his mouth.
I used to make a living at this.
Well, then, you need a new living, my friend.
You need someone to recommend you,
and I don't know anyone.
Well, you know me now.
Got some friends in sales,
and I'm going to do you a favour, Mr Cust.
Sometimes the stars align.
I'm sick of these hazards in my vestibule.
Let me carry them up for you, madam.
This way, is it?
If you want to stay alive...
Darling, can you ask Car to come to the telephone?
I was in the bath. Is there something wrong?
好了 对不起 别哭
Come on now, I'm sorry, don't cry.
I shouldn't have shouted at you.
Come on, now, don't cry.
Keep going. He's still out there listening.
Why aren't you on the train, you fucking idiot?
Someone there. Can you help me, please?
Please. Help me.
Sometimes, Alexander Bonaparte Cust,
the stars align.