Above Suspicion Page #2

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In spite of what appears to be

A rather morbid sense of humor.

She's lovely, Richard.

I'm sorry to intrude,

And I didn't mean to

keep Richard so long.

I was telling him my adventures

In trying to find you tonight.

I wouldn't have missed

hearing about them

For the world, but

if you'll excuse us...

Well, certainly, certainly.

Oh.

I suppose by now your confederates

Have moved our bed out of our room?

No, darling. You have the wrong idea.

You mean this isn't just

an undergraduate prank?

Oh, no, I assure you.

Peter had something

he wanted to tell us.

I know it's a bit thick

to intrude on your...

I mean, to intrude.

I had to catch Richard

Before he left the country.

But we'll be back in two or three weeks.

It's really nothing, dear.

It's just a little errand

that Peter wants us to run

While we're on the continent.

That's all,

Just a little errand.

You're from the foreign

office, aren't you?

More or less.

And you had the whole police force

Looking for us?

Not the whole force.

You want us to run an errand

for you on the continent?

Oh, Richard, we're spies!

I say, you're nothing of the sort.

I told you... we're just

running an errand, that's all.

Well, then, why all the hurry?

I knew you were going

To South Germany on your honeymoon.

There's a friend of mine there

Who hasn't written lately.

I'm worried about him.

I want Richard to look him up

As soon as it's convenient.

That's all there is to it.

Well, why don't you telegraph him?

I don't know who he is.

Oh, I see. Riddles.

It's very simple, dear.

There's a man in Paris

who's going to tell us

Where to find Peter's friend.

Well, that's fine.

Who's the man in Paris?

We don't know.

Oh, you don't know.

No, of course not.

It would be much too easy

to find a man we knew.

It'll be easy to find this man, too.

All we have to do is go

to the cafe de I'opera

On Saturday night at 10:00

And spill a glass of cointreau.

I know... Don't tell me.

We climb through a train window,

Fire off a gun in a deserted theater,

Whistle Annie Laurie backwards,

And Boris Karloff will

fall out of a closet

With an apple in his mouth.

Be gentle with my

wife. She's an American.

So are you, Benedict Arnold.

Her conception of foreign affairs

Stems directly from Hollywood.

Please, Mrs. Myles, don't

dramatize this little errand.

I'm asking Richard to do this

Because he's... well,

he's an ordinary chap

And an American.

He's been climbing in the Tyrol

For the past eight years regularly.

I'm sure he won't

attract undue attention

Or be interfered with.

Oh, I see.

Typical tourists, above suspicion.

Right.

Any last-minute instructions?

Richard's got them.

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