Topkapi Page #2

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The entertainment is charming.

- Is it all for me?

- I'm a terrible show-off.

But do let me offer you a drink.

- No, thank you.

- How was your trip to Istanbul?

Marvellous! Did you go on

the underground railway?

It's the oldest in Europe.

Did you bother to go

to the museum, Mr Page?

Well, of course. That was the whole idea,

wasn't it? The alarm.

I take my responsibilities

in this enterprise seriously,

as I'm sure you do, Miss Lipp.

Well, now, let's all go

into the museum, shall we?

Here is the door, shall we say?

And Walter - Walter is the sultan...

with the dagger.

Miss Lipp?

It was you weight that did it,

on the Treasury floor.

Perhaps I should have said,

"Even your weight".

Try again, just one foot.

Well, just the toe.

It's all based on a little chap down here.

This is a delicate strain gauge.

There are hundreds of them

under the Treasury,

each one connected to the alarm system.

They measure weight -

the smallest weight.

Even a ping pong ball.

That's our problem.

Then all you have to do

is to find the switch and turn it off.

It could be anywhere,

hidden in the walls or the ceiling,

operated by remote control

a mile away or more.

And how do you propose to get into

a museum without touching the floor?

I wouldn't have to touch

the floor if I were a fly.

It isn't how I see you, Mr Page.

We have our human fly.

And our human fly holder.

- That's Giulio, that's Hans.

- And...

...we have a sucker!

A sucker?

Yes. You'll catch on.

And we need another kind of sucker,

but him we'll find in the north of Greece.

In Kavala, near the Turkish border.

- Yianis, give me my money.

- Tomorrow.

- Young one. No money. Nothing.

- And no groups aboard there?

- Some English.

- English? Open that bag.

Let's have the box. Come on.

Where is it?

Oh, ah, there we go.

Yes, the English lay great store

by things like this.

I hate to do it myself but, c'est la vie!

Well, wish me luck, Voula.

Ah, Simpson!

So that's Arthur Simpson.

Arthur Simon Simpson -

historian, guide, and schmo.

Morning. First time in Kavala, no doubt.

I'm Arthur Simpson,

archaeologist and historian.

I dug this up many...

Look, it's still wet.

This harbour's full of

historical connections.

Brutus spent the night here

before Philippi,

atter that unpleasant business he had

with Shakespeare... Julius Caesar.

Viens, chrie.

Je parle Belgique...

Ceramics, handmade by

the descendants of ancient heroes here.

Ah, Reverend!

My name is Simpson, sir.

Arthur Simpson.

I'm Church of England myself.

It's a very religious place.

Do you know St Paul passed through

here on his way to Samothrace?

I do.

You'd be surprised to know

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