Don't Look Now 1973 English
[THUNDER CRASHING]
[WAVES LAPPING]
[BELL TOLLING]
[MAN HUMMING]
[HORSE WHINNIES]
[BIRDS TWITTERING]
[ACTION FIGURE] Action Man patrol, open fire!
This is your commandant speaking.
Mortar attack. Dig in.
[CROW CAWING]
What are you reading?
I was just trying to find the answer to a question Christine was asking me:
If the world's round, why is a frozen pond flat?
[CHUCKLES]
That's a good question.
Aha! Lake Ontario curves more than three degrees...
from its easternmost shore to its westernmost shore.
So frozen water isn't flat.
- Nothing is what it seems. - My cigarette.
Did you put all the window slides together?
No, I put the duplicates in my tray.
[ACTION FIGURE] Action Man patrol, fall in.
Enemy in sight. Range: 1,000.
- [GLASS CLATTERS] - Oh, shit! Oh.
[WOMAN] What's the matter?
Nothing.
Dad! Dad!
[Inhales Sharply]
[Grunts]
[Wailing]
[Low, Prolonged Groan]
[Gasping]
[Gasping Sobs]
[SOBBING]
- [SOBBLNG] - [SCREAMS]
Tutto é marcio.
La pietra é come tabacco.
Scavo ancora?
No, é tardi. Andiamo via.
Mia moglie mi aspetta al ristorante.
- Ci vediamo domani a San Nicolc. - Si, domani, si.
Grazie tante, eh?
Ciao.
- Hi. - Hi.
- What are you doing? - Just writing to Johnny.
- What did you say? - Nothing. It's just a letter. How did it go?
Oh, God. The deeper we get, the more byzantine it gets.
- I'm restoring a fake. - [BELL RINGS]
- It's incredible you can't change your course. - They haven't got the bread.
The options are restore the fake or let it sink into the sea.
What did you say?
Well, I said, Daddy's still hard at work on the windows at St. Nicholas...
our beautiful 16th-century church.
He's done incredible stuff. I can't tell the difference...
between his repaired windows and the originals.
I'm going to try to get slides of the two and send them to you.
Hope my friend Ellis is being more reasonable this term.
That's his group captain or something.
I'm enclosing the money for your gym shoes.
Buy ones with padded soles. The others hurt your feet.
Ask Matron for those especially. Might as well be kind to yourself.
- Just another boring letter. - God, it's cold.
[WOMEN CHATTERING, INDISTINCT]
- [WIND GUSTING] - Oh. Oh, dear.
- [HORN HONKING] - I've got something in my eye.
- Can I help? - No, no, no.
It smarts. No, no, no.
Want me to put something on the end?
No. Why don't you send him a card yourself?
It's so cold in here, the waiters don't come. Santa!
I must take some time off and.
Signori?
Uh What do you want?
Uh, I'll have what I had last night.
Pollo soppresso...
And a scampi ai ferri.
Vino bianco. Due insalate verdi?
- Okay. - It's okay? Si, Va bene.
- Did you see the bishop this morning? - No.
I'm terribly sorry.
Sorry.
What?
No, she's got something in her eye, that's all.
- [MAN SPEAKING ITALIAN] - [WOMAN] I don't know what he's talking about.
I think I'd better go and help them.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Perhaps I can show you where it is.
It's a bit well-disguised.
Thank you so much. Very kind.
I hope you don't think us rude.
- Rude? Why? - Staring at you out there.
We're frightful starers, the two of us.
Comes from living in the country. Country people always stare more.
- I'm frightfully sorry. - I didn't notice, so don't worry.
- You've been very kind. Which eye is it? - Here. The left one.
- Let me help. - How can you help?
- I can try. - No. You nearly put Jocelyn's eye out...
the last time you tried poking about.
- [MOANS] - Well, perhaps.
Perhaps I can help. Do you think?
Oh, that's awfully kind of you.
Oh, dear. [EXCLAIMING]
My sister is blind, you see.
- Oh, I see. - Yes.
[MOTOR RUMBLING]
[WINDSHIELD WIPERS CLACKING]
[DOORS CLOSE]
[WOMAN] I see it. Ooh.
A little tiny black speck.
- I think I got it. - Well done.
Thank you very much. Goodness!
You do remind me of my daughter.
Oh, really?
- Only her hair is darker. - Oh.
Well, here, take your handkerchief.
You're sad.
You're so sad, and there's no need to be.
- My sister's psychic. - She wants you to know...
I've seen her...
and she wants you to know that she's happy.
I've seen your little girl...
sitting between you and your husband...
and she was laughing.
Yes. Oh, yes.
She's with you. She's with you, my dear.
And she's laughing!
I'm sorry if we stared.
She's wearing a...
A shiny little mac.
Christine!
Oh, but she's laughing, she's laughing.
She's happy as can be.
Oh, you're very like her.
The forehead and the eyes.
- Is that better? - Yes.
- Shall I fetch your husband? - No, no, don't...
- I'm all right. Thank you. - Good. Jolly good.
I think if you just leave me alone, I'll be fine.
All right, my dear.
Did you.
Did you really see her?
She was there.
[SHUDDERING]
I felt you were right.
I felt we should.
[CASH REGISTER RINGS]
[MAN] Signore.
Ah. I sent your food back to get it warm.
- The mastic that works is number three. Santa! - Oh, God.
- I've got to stand up. - You okay?
I'm sorry.
Signore. Signore.
Grazie tante, eh?
[SIREN WAILING]
[CHILDREN SHOUTING, LAUGHING]
[WOMAN LAUGHING]
[CHILDREN SHOUTING, CHATTERING IN ITALIAN]
There's nothing but children out there.
It was the nearest hospital. How are you feeling?
- Fine. I've been playing with them. - I talked to the doctor.
- John, Christine is still with us. - Christine is dead, Laura.
- Christine is dead. - Of course, of course. I know.
But you know the two ladies in the restaurant?
They were watching us eating. They kept staring.
They told me this, 'cause they could see...
Christine sitting between us.
This is two people we don't even know!
Listen, listen, now.
There's one who's blind. She's the one that can see.
She's the one that has the second sight. She's blind.
She described to me Christine's red plastic mac.
Laura.
- John, listen, I'm perfectly all right. - Laura...
I haven't felt as good in months and months.
I feel really fine. I don't need pills.
I'm not going crazy. I feel really great.
When did the doctor say you could leave?
Oh, anytime. I only fainted.
John, I wish you'd believe me. I really feel fine.
- I really feel good at last. I feel feel. - I believe you.
Seeing is believing. I believe you. [CHUCKLING]
Put your shoes on.
[SHOUTING, CHATTERING]
[HORN SOUNDING]
- Via, via! - Fermo! Fermo!
Dobbi'amo passare di' la. Devo passare.
Un omicidio! Sta' fermo!
Che é successo?
C'é stato un omicidio. Sta' fermo.
- What did he say? Homicide? - Yeah.
- [ITALIAN] - [HORN SOUNDS]
[ITALIAN CONTINUES]
[DOGS BARKING]
[ITALIAN CONTINUES]
[HORN SOUNDING]
I thought this was the place Isn't this where you were.
No.
[BELL TOLLING]
I want to stop at this church.
[JOHN] It's closed.
Why that one?
Just Just wanted to. I want to say a prayer.
Oh, Laura.
[PIPE ORGAN]
- I don't like this church at all. - Well, I do.
[COINS RATTLING]
- Do you have any change? - Yeah.
I'm going to light a candle for her.
- How much are candles? - Fifty.
I don't have any fifties.
Maybe I'll light six.
Laura.
Thank you, my love.
[FOOTSTEPS]
[MAN] The Madonna is by Antonio Rizzo in about 1490.
The grille work is also by Rizzo.
Note the flowers woven into the motif. [CONTINUES, INDISTINCT]
Ahh!
- [GASPS] Jesus! - I doubt it, hypocrite!
The bishop! I'm an hour and a half late.
[ITALIAN]
- [CONTINUES] - [ITALIAN CONTINUES]
[DUCKS QUACKING]
- How are you, John? - Sorry.
Please forgive us. It was entirely my fault. Nothing to do with John.
A woman to share your sins with.
Laura, you're looking much better.
- I'm really terribly sorry. - [SCOFFS] Oh, please.
These workmen took me around the church.
You have made some great advances.
I'd like you to look at the mosaics. They need to be refired.
I've already been much too long.
Now, when are you both coming to stay with me?
Thursday, if that's all right. Is that all right?
I'll look forward to it.
I've taken samples from the pilings. We're in trouble down there too. If I can.
The churches belong to God...
but he doesn't seem to care about them.
Does he have other priorities?
We have stopped listening.
Are you Christian, Laura?
Ah... I don't know.
I'm kind to animals and children.
[CHUCKLES] St. Nicholas of this church...
is the patron saint of scholars and children.
An interesting combination, don't you think?
[LAURA] Uh.
We must talk, John.
Thursday.
- I'll have your room ready. - [LAURA] Thank you.
I'll have the mastic samples by then.
The acidity in the air is breaking down all the adhesive.
I look forward to hearing about it Thursday.
- Ciao. - Bye.
You have the sensation he doesn't give an ecclesiastical fuck about the church?
Why did he ask me if I was a Christian?
Because you kissed his ring.
What in God's name made you do that?
- Ciao, Giogio. - Ci vediamo domani.
Si-.
No, seriously.
You know...
your bishop really makes me feel quite uneasy.
He probably makes God feel slightly less than immaculate.
- No, I don't mean that. - Signori! - Signore!
- La chiave. - La chiave ce I'ho io.
Good!
[ITALIAN]
[RADIO SWITCHING STATIONS]
I'm gonna get down to some work tomorrow.
Enough of this idling around.
[JOHN] What?
[RADIO SWITCHING STATIONS]
[CLASSICAL]
Are you absolutely sure we don't have to book at this place tonight?
I don't want that same performance that happened last time.
- What place? - Oh, John!
The place we're going to be eating at.
Yeah, I'm sure.
I didn't bring any Neutrogena again.
[JOHN CHUCKLING] Wow!
You'll have to read this.
What are you doing?
[BATH WATER RUNNING]
- I can't hear what you're saying. - I'm shouting.
- I still can't hear. - What are you doing?
I'm having a bath.
You heard me that time.
[HUMMING]
[SHOWER RUNNING]
[SHUTS OFF]
Those lumps are coming back on the side of your waist.
See?
I weigh 85 kilos, which is 190 pounds.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
Uh, come in.
- [WOMAN] Posso rifare la stanza? - Si si.
Oh.
Scusi. Torno piu tardi.
Isn't it a miracle I didn't hurt myself when I fainted today?
No, the unconscious body reacts faster than the mind ever can.
- Perhaps. - Hmm?
You've got toothpaste all over your mouth.
Eat it off.
I can't get it off.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
This.
[NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
[LAURA] That was a long time before we came back.
[JOHN] No, it wasn't.
- Yes, it was. - It wasn't.
- Was it? - Mm-hmm.
Signori, you will be eating here tonight, I hope.
No, thank you, signor Alexander. We're going to eat out tonight.
Ah, peccato. Buona serata.
- Grazie a lei. - Buona sera.
[ITALIAN]
[FOOTSTEPS]
[WAVES LAPPING]
[CLOCK CHIMES]
[LAURA] Hey.
Come here. I think I've found the way.
[JOHN] No, we've been over this bridge already.
[LAURA] Uh.
Well, I never minded being lost in Venice.
[CHUCKLING]
We go down here, take the second left...
and we end up right in front of San Zaccaria.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah... I think.
Nice dark little alley.
[LAURA CHUCKLES, COUGHS]
- [JOHN] Yes, this is it. - It isn't.
- Yes, it is. - It isn't, though.
- Come on. - [CLATTERING, ECHOING]
No, it isn't.
[WATER TRICKLING]
[LAURA GASPS] Oh! Rats!
I'm getting out of here.
I know this place.
This is it. It's the Ponte Giretto.
What?
- This is it. - No, it's on...
[MAN GASPS]
[MAN SCREAMS]
[SHOUTING]
What's that, John?
It's okay. I found the real world. It's down here. Come on.
[MAN GASPING]
- What on earth was that? - It was a cat or a rat or something.
- Maybe it was something I did. - How could it be a rat?
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
What? This.
This was just around the corner from where we were.
- I know where we are now. - [INDISTINCT]
[MEN SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Sta' attento!
[MEN GRUNTING RHYTHMICALLY]
[RHYTHMIC GRUNTING CONTINUES]
[JOHN] Pit'; in alto.
Adagio.
[JOHN] Si. In alto.
Va bene. Si.
- [MAN] Pronti? - Attenzione!
[CONTINUES, INDISTINCT]
[JOHN SPEAKING ITALIAN, INDISTINCT]
[MAN] Pronti?
Hello?
- Hello. - Hello.
How extraordinary to see you! Oh, it's Mrs. Baxter.
- Yes, yes, I know. - My husband's restoring this church, you know.
Si, si, si, si, si.
Ecco qua.
- Espere. - Un momenta. Lo sfaccio.
Yes. Yes, I do. I remember her hair.
Light hair, and silky soft...
and she she tossed it as she laughed.
- Did she die suddenly? - Heather, you've no right to!
No, I really wouldn't mind talking about it, actually.
I'll just get my coat. Would you mind waiting?
I won't be a second, all right? Thank you.
[ITALIAN CONTINUES]
[LAURA] Sunday afternoon.
We'd just finished lunch.
Oh, I used to smoke then.
And I remember I had this cigarette when.
You know something strange? John just suddenly got up...
and rushed down to the pond...
almost as if he knew something was going to.
- Well, it was too late. - Yes.
- It was strange. - Yes, of course.
- What? - Of course.
He has the gift.
That's why the child was trying to talk to him.
He has the gift.
Even if he doesn't know it.
Even if he's resisting it.
It's a curse as well as a gift.
[MAN SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[JOHN SHOUTS]
It's off centre.
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[GRUNTING]
You can't...
ever contact people, can you?
We're often asked. She's quite famous around Elgin.
They all want a lot of mumbo jumbo...
about ectoplasm and holding hands.
Second sight is a gift from the good Lord, who sees all things...
and I consider it an impertinence to call his creatures back from rest...
for our entertainment.
It wouldn't be for my entertainment.
Would you care to come back for tea when your husband's finished?
Just for a little while?
Yes, I'd like that. Thank you very much. Is that all right?
I make no promises.
No.
- [JOHN] It's ridiculous! - They only want to meet you.
I'm not gonna get involved with two neurotic old women...
in a session of mumbo jumbo no way!
I've been trying very hard to hang on to myself...
and to forget about what happened...
to get rid of this emptiness.
It's been with me like some pain. And finally...
finally, through these two women, I've discovered how.
They disapprove of mumbo jumbo too.
- They use that very word. - Of course they do.
- They just want to help, that's all. - Laura, do you not see that what.
She's gonna try and reach her.
Okay, Laura, that's enough.
- Now, listen to me. - I've listened to you.
You were the one who said, Let the children play where they want to.
You let her go near that pond.
Thanks for the memories, Laura. Thank you.
You said you'd give your life in exchange for hers.
- Well, you can't do that. - Jesus H.Christ!
John, she's trying to get in touch with us.
- [CHILDREN CHATTERING, BABY CRYING] - Maybe to forgive..
Okay, go on. Go on to your crazy women.
They can have their victim. Go on. Go on.
[MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN ON RADIO]
Here. Drink this. Whiskey.
Thank you. I don't really need it, but thank you.
You may, child. You may.
I'll be back in a jiffy.
Here you are.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Where are you?
Me? Oh, I'm here.
Oh, the children.
- Who are you looking at? - Um.
There's a boy here with rolled-up shirtsleeves.
- Difficult to tell how old he is. - Yes, yes, yes. That's Anthony.
And then there's Charles next to him in his uniform.
- And then the three girls. - Mm-hmm. Yes.
And then there's Angus.
- What? This little bust? - Yes.
Oh, that's lovely.
Yes.
He He was a gentle child.
Oh. You haven't touched your drink.
Uh, no.
Oh, is that Angus?
I was just looking at the pictures of your family.
They're wonderful.
It jars you, losing one like that. But I had two more.
So can you, I daresay.
Nothing can take the place of the one that's gone.
Now, then.
- [CAL SNARLING] - Oh, it's all right.
It's all right.
- [PEOPLE CHATTERING] - [MAN SINGING ON RADIO]
[CLOCK CHIMING]
Are your legs crossed?
Yes.
- [PEOPLE CHATTERING] - [MAN SINGING ON RADIO]
[CLOCK CHIMING]
Switch the light out.
[CAT SNARLING]
[HORN BLARING]
[MOANING]
Yes!
[PANTING] Yes! Yes!
Yes!
Yes! Yes!
Yes!
- Cosa fai? - English.
John! Yes!
- English. - [BABY CRYING]
- Cosa fai qui? - John! Yes! Yes!
- Ma chi sei? - English.
[GASPING, MOANING]
- English. - Mario, Che succede?
- Yes! Oh! - Delinquente!
[DOG BARKING]
[FRENZIED MOANING]
[DOG BARKING]
What did she say? What did she say?
- What did she say? - [WAILING]
What did she say? What did she say?
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[ITALIAN POP ON RADIO]
I got scared for you.
I told you it was all right.
I was snooping.
God damn sisters.
- How much have you been drinking? - [CHUCKLES]
You got scared for me, eh? [CHUCKLES]
[JOHN GROANS, MUTTERS]
- You're not going to be sick, are you? - Screw them.
- You're just not listening. - I am not going to be sick.
All right, John, now, listen: Heather, the blind one...
she is really psychic.
She has second sight.
I mean, you'd understand completely if you'd.
Today when I was there, she...
she went into the most incredible trance.
- Really, absolutely. - Concentrate.
- Now, John. - Yes?
[SIGHS] She said that...
That your life is in danger while you're in Venice.
- She kept on and on saying it. - I am going to be sick.
[GROANING]
[TOILET FLUSHES]
I wouldn't go in there for a couple of minutes if I were you.
I haven't thrown up for ten years.
John...
I really think we have to leave Venice.
- It was a warning. It was Christine. - Oh, Laura.
She was trying to warn us. How can I.
We must leave, John.
John, do you hear what I say? It was Christine, our daughter!
My daughter is dead, Laura.
She does not come peeping with messages...
back from behind the fucking grave!
Christine is dead! She is dead!
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead!
You must think I'm ill, then.
Yeah.
If I'm I'll...
I should be seeing Dr. Jameson.
Yep.
Maybe I am.
Maybe I left England too soon or something.
Maybe Maybe those women were influencing me.
Maybe I shouldn't see them again. That's what you want, isn't it?
Yep.
Maybe I should start taking my pills again.
They're on the desk right there. There.
- [DOG BARKING] - Here.
Here.
[WOMAN SPEAKING, FAINT]
W-would You could.
You could get a couple of weeks or so off, couldn't you?
Yeah.
Could you?
Yes.
Do you really think you could, John?
- [CLOCK CHIMING] - All right, Laura.
All right.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[PHONE RINGING]
[LAURA MOANING]
[RINGING]
- Hello. - Hello.
- Pronto? - [LAURA] Who on earth is that?
- Hello? - Hello?
[LAURA] What's the time, for God's sake?
Operator?
- Operator? - What's the time?
Operator.
Hello.
Operator, where is this call coming from?
Uh, hello?
- Hello? - Where in England?
- Oh, hello. Is that Mr. Baxter? - John Baxter, yes.
Oh, good. Look, this is Anthony Babbage here.
- Yes? - Headmaster at Porton School.
Yes. Yes, that's right.
I'm awfully sorry to get you so late at night, but, uh.
What time is it with you out there?
Oh, I see. Look, we got your telephone number...
from your London people, you see?
Yes, well, the fact of the matter is there's been a bit of an accident.
Mm-hmm. It's your son, Johnny.
He's been to the san and he's in very capable hands...
but Matron thinks, well, just poss-
Hello, Mr. Baxter? It's Mandy Babbage here.
Poor little Johnny. It was an accident during fire practice.
There's nothing to worry about, but we did feel you ought to know.
Good. Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Tell them I'm catching the next plane home.
What What was that?
My wife will be there this morning.
Yes. That's very kind of you, Mrs. Babbage.
Thank you. Yes. Good night.
Good morning. Uh.
Bye.
This is what they meant about leaving Venice. They were right, you see?
- This is it. This is what they meant. - [CLICKING RECEIVER]
You see?
Pronto? Pronto?
Will you get me Alitalia, please?
Well, get me the airport, then.
What time do they open?
Oh, Christ. Thank you. Yes, good night.
Darling, she said that she's sure that he'll be okay.
[ITALIAN]
[ITALIAN CONTINUES]
A charter flight. We got the last seat.
Oh, fantastic!
He's just finding out where they go from.
- Don't forget to ask the bishop. - What?
What we were talking about last night, about staying over in England.
- Oh, yeah. Three weeks? - Whatever you can do.
'Cause I really feel I need time in England, away from Venice.
- I'll tell him today. - You can't come with me now?
No.
You phone me tonight, and I'll get away by the weekend.
[ITALIAN]
Ten minutes.
[ITALIAN]
The boat leaves in ten minutes from Riva degli Schiavoni.
Ten minutes, Mr. Baxter.
- Mr. Baxter? - Si?
You are coming back? We are closing.
Uh, I'll collect 'em this morning.
[MUTTERING IN ITALIAN]
[GULLS CALLING]
[ITALIAN]
Give Johnny my love. Hold tight.
I'll phone you tonight, okay?
[MEN SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Beautifully done.
[ITALIAN]
- Hello, John. - Good morning.
Morning.
I'm sorry, but this church means a great deal to him.
You have all worked so hard, huh?
- Are those the mosaics? - Yes, they arrived this morning.
Is something the matter?
Our son had an accident and, uh...
Laura flew to London to see him at 4:00 this morning.
I will pray for you.
Oh, he'll be okay.
Laura's had some complications since...
Christine, and.
You should have gone with her.
- Can I see the mosaics? - Of course.
They're marvellous.
The firm has worked for my family for over 200 years.
- Will they be able to match those? - Oh, sure.
May I compare them?
[LAUGHING]
Lower me down. Tirami giu.
Adagio, eh?
[CREAKING]
Si, Va bene.
[BELLS TOLLING]
[SHOUTING IN ITALIAN]
[JOHN CRYING OUT]
[GROANS]
[MEN SHOUTING IN ITALIAN]
[SHOUTING]
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
[MEN SHOUTING IN ITALIAN]
[GROANING]
[CHUCKLING]
- [GASPING] - [SCATTERED APPLAUSE]
[MAN SPEAKING ITALIAN]
- Tutto bene, architetto? - Si, si, si.
Would you like to sit down a few moments?
No, I'm gonna walk for a bit.
May I walk with you?
Please.
My father was killed in a fall.
Yes?
Yes.
It's unbelievable.
What?
My wife was warned...
that I was in danger.
- Warned? - [CHUCKLES]
It was, uh.
It was like, um.
It was a kind of prophesy.
I wish I didn't have to believe in prophesy.
I do, but I wish I didn't have to.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[CHILDREN SHOUTING]
Che é successo?
Abbiamo travato un corpo.
I hope it's not another murder.
[CHILDREN LAUGHING]
- We should go. - [CRIES OUT]
[ITALIAN]
[TOILET FLUSHING]
Mi scusi, sa, ma é gia dopo mezzogiorno.
Pronto?
The bishop's driver will come by and pick up my things.
Thank you.
Laura!
[MAN] Eh, vai piano!
Ah. Where is the manager?
[ITALIAN]
[MAN WHISTLING]
[PEOPLE WHISPERING IN ITALIAN]
Ah, signor Alexander. Has Mrs..
Ah, signor Baxter. I-I thought you'd.
The end of the season, you understand?
- It's my holiday. - [CHUCKLES]
Has Mrs. Baxter come back here?
- The signora? - My wife, yes. Has she come back here?
Come back? But she left this morning.
No, no, no. I just saw her on the Grand Canal.
Has she, uh- Has she come back here?
She missed the plane?
No, I'm just asking if my wife has come back here.
No, signore. We are closed.
[ITALIAN]
[CHUCKLING]
- My luggage get away all right? - Yes.
- You didn't see my wife, did you? - Uh, no.
Si. Qui.
- Si. - [MAN] Signore, é pronto.
[ITALIAN]
Hello.
Sit down, Mr. Baxter.
- This is your wife? - Yes.
And these are the sketches.
How are they?
Well, I guess you'd recognize them from them.
Age makes women grow to look more like each other. Don't you find that?
Old men decay and each becomes quite distinct.
Women seem to converge, hmm?
I hadn't thought about it, but, uh.
The skill of the police artist...
is to make the living appear dead.
Yeah.
You are no longer staying at the Europa?
No. No, it closed for the winter this morning.
Now, tell me what happened, from the beginning.
My wife met these two women...
a couple of days ago, and, uh...
one of them, the blind one...
claimed to have seen Christine, our dead daughter.
She said Christine was happy.
My wife collapsed...
and when she came round, she was totally changed.
She was happy. She had come to terms with the death.
Uh, we She, uh.
She was her whole self again.
Did you have a row?
A row? No. Uh, well, yes.
Uh, I was only trying to protect her.
It was, uh But it was.
It didn't make any difference because she went to see the women anyway...
and then she came back. And uh...
Last night.
Then we went to bed. There was a call from England.
Our son goes to school in England, and the school phoned...
to say that he had, uh Had an accident.
My wife said that she had been warned...
so I put her on the first plane to England this morning...
and I saw her go.
I put her on the boat.
I saw her leave at 8:30.
Have you called the airport?
Yes. The plane was full. That's all I know.
Please go on.
And then I saw her...
between 10:30 and 11:00 on a boat.
I was on a vaporetto.
She's here in Venice with those two women.
What is it, Mr. Baxter?
I do not understand.
If she's in Venice...
surely she will get in touch with you.
If she can.
What is it you fear?
Uh-
The killer on the loose, the murderer.
My wife is not a well woman.
Yes.
Yes, of course.
I hadn't thought.
There must be more.
No, no, there's nothing more.
My wife got something from these two women...
Something that doctors couldn't give her, that I couldn't give her...
something that she needed, so she went with them.
Where Where, I don't know.
I was outside...
Inside the pensione last night, where they lived.
And today before I came here, I went to look for it...
and it's it's vanished.
So now she's with them?
Why should one criticize you for being worried?
Thank you, Mr. Baxter, for talking to me.
I am grateful.
Okay, I'll be at the Palazzo Vendori.
I want you to help me, Mr. Baxter.
Try again. Try and find the pensione.
It will make me feel...
we have your cooperation in a real way.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
I, uh-
I don't even know where to start. I-I.
Start from where...
you saw them the last time.
- Okay. - Good luck.
- Thank you. - Where did you say?
San Nicolo dei Mendicoli.
Ah, yes.
Pronto? Sabbioni?
Segua il signor Baxter dalla chiesa di San Nicola.
[PIANO SCALES, FAINT]
[MEOWS]
[PIANO SCALES CONTINUE]
[VOICE CALLING]
[MEN SHOUTING IN ITALIAN]
- [SHOUTING CONTINUES] - [BEEPING]
[BIRD TWITTERS]
Hello? Ce nessuno qui?
Hello?
Oh. Signora, buongiorno.
- Scusi. Parla inglese? - No.
Due signore vecchie. Due sorelle. Una...
Mina? Mina?
Signora, buongiorno.
- Uh, due Parla inglese? - No.
Due signore vecchie.
Sorelle.
Una... come.
Come si dice? Cosi.
- Ah! - Si? si?
- Venga, venga. - Scozie.
Sono uscite questa mattina presto.
- Una giovane signora é venuta a trovarle. - Si! Mia moglie!
[WOMAN] Venga, venga.
Ma dove sono?
- Sono andate via. - Ma dove?
Sono andate via questa mattina. Vuole Ia stanza?
Io no. Grazie, no.
Dove?
- Non lo so. Mina? - Non lo so.
Scusi signora. Thank you, Mr. Baxter.
- Chi é lei? - Sabbioni.
Sezione omicidi. Murder squad.
- They're not here. - [WOMEN WHISPERING]
Yes. Very nice.
Very nice.
- Si, signore? - Il vescovo mi aspetta.
- Il suo name, per favore. - Baxter. John Baxter.
Oh, Mr. Baxter. Yes, of course.
He's got some people with him at the moment.
- I'll just go tell him you're here. - Thank you.
Eccellenza, c'é il signor Baxter.
[Footsteps Retreating]
I referti medici sono pronti?
Si, Eccellenza.
- Oh, Sister. - He won't be long now.
I have to make a telephone call to England, which is urgent.
- Could I use that telephone? - To England?
You'll just have to complete this form.
Thank you.
- Press this button? - Yes.
[PHONE DIALLING]
[JOHN] Pronto. Si, per lnghilterra.
Mrs. Babbage? John Baxter.
- Oh, hello, Mr. Baxter. - Hello.
I'm so glad you called. We've been trying to reach you...
but the wires are down or some such silly nonsense.
Now, the main thing is Johnny's absolutely fine.
- That's terrific. - Quite right as rain.
He woke up this morning with no headache, no after effects...
- Good. - And fit as a fiddle.
The doctor's let him get up, and now he's playing around.
He's quite something of a hero at school.
The doctor doesn't even think it's concussion...
because Johnny's aware of the events that led up to it.
- That's marvellous. - That's something they have to watch out for, apparently.
- Yes. - I suppose you...
- I expect you'd like to speak to your wife. - Sorry?
- Here she is. - What?
- I've lost you. What? - Hello, darling. What?
- Laura'? - John, isn't it ridiculous?
It's perfectly all right. Doctor James says there's nothing wrong with him.
Absolutely nothing. He just has this little bump on his forehead.
- [LAUGHING] Laura, wh-where. - Are you all right? Where are you?
- I'm at Alberto's. - Listen, darling.
I'm catching the 9:00 plane over, 50, um...
I don't know what time it gets in, but we can have a late dinner.
- I thought I saw you in Venice. - And everything's very good.
- Huh? - John's fine, and I'm...
I'm okay, okay?
I thought I saw you here today.
I thought I saw you with the two sisters, with the two women.
I was certain. I swore it.
Darling, it's all right. Don't worry, sweetheart.
Listen, I've just found the flight number.
- It's, uh. - Laura, where are you?
I'm at Porton, John.
Johnny and I just got back from having tea.
Now, my arrival time is 11:00. It's.
Just a second. I've got a pencil.
- You stay at Alberta is. I'll come there. - Okay.
- Okay, I'll wait. - Slay there...
and I'll see you about 11:00, all right?
- Yeah. - Is that all right?
- Okay. Yes. - Is that all right?
Yeah. I love you. Bye.
- All right, darling. Bye. - Good-bye.
[ITALIAN]
Amen.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
John, are you feeling all right?
Yeah, I'm I'm fine. Excuse me, Alberto.
Uh, I think. [CHUCKLES]
I just I have some things to.
- May I use your telephone? - Sure.
[Boys Chattering, Clapping]
I really don't blame you, moving in here.
- I would have done the same. - Yes, it's very nice.
You do want to see Johnny again to say good-bye?
[LAURA] No, I've already said good-bye.
Mrs. Baxter, I think it would be probably quicker.
Oh, yes, much.
Yes, I don't want to miss that plane.
[CONTINUES, INDISTINCT]
Le due sorelle inglesi?
Si, signore. Su per le scale, a destra, su di la.
Wendy?
Answer me.
It's me, John Baxter. Laura's husband.
What's happened to Wendy? Where is she?
I don't know. I'll find out. Are you all right?
- I-I don't know what's happening. - Yes, I know.
[ITALIAN]
Your sister has gone to the British consul.
Oh, yes, but that was hours ago.
It's half past 9:00 now.
I don't know this room. I want to go home, back to the hotel.
This is a police station. I don't want to stay here, Mr. Baxter.
I-I can't tell you how sorry I am.
It was a misunderstanding.
Yes, well, they took us out of our hotel.
We were arrested, and they asked us about your wife.
I know. I'm-I'm truly, truly sorry.
I'm going to take you back to your hotel, all right?
- Yes, please take me back. - Puo andare?
If I could just...
- Oh, please. - Take your arm.
You see, you can't understand...
the noises in a place like this.
I know. I'm so sorry.
I just feel.
Well, yes, if you could just take me back.
[WOMAN SPEAKING OVER P.A., INDISTINCT]
- Signora Baxter? - [ITALIAN]
[ITALIAN]
[HEATHER] One of the things I love about Venice...
- is that it's so safe for me to walk. - Steps.
- Thank you. - [LITURGICAL CHANTING, FAINT]
The sound changes, you see, as you come to a canal.
And the echoes from the walls are so clear.
My sister hates it.
That's too bad.
She says it's like a city in aspic...
left over from a dinner party...
and all the guests are dead and gone.
It frightens her.
Too many shadows.
We are almost there.
Yes.
Milton loved this city.
Did you know that?
No. That's interesting.
This isn't the right way, is it?
- The Palazzo di Conte Barbarigo? - Si, si'.
This is the wrong way.
I was told to take you to signor Baxter.
- Yeah? - He is at the police station.
It is just on the way.
[FOGHORN BLOWS]
- Puss, puss, puss, puss. - [CAT MEOWS]
- Puss, puss, puss. - [MEOWS]
I've tried to keep them. They never stay.
Well, they're very wild in Venice. They, uh.
- Do you like cats, Mr. Baxter? - Oh, yeah.
Yes, I like them, all right. They don't like me very much.
Yes, I like them.
- Here's the hotel. - Thank you.
- These are swinging doors. - Yes, I remember.
I'll keep them open.
So reassuring to have a man.
We changed hotels because Wendy said there were prowlers, and it was dirty.
- Careful of the steps. - Thank you.
Uh... here's the key, Mr. Baxter.
- Thank you. - Room 307.
307, yeah.
Okay, it's here.
They said you'd left when the consul took me back to the police station.
Oh, Wendy, you're back. Mr. Baxter has been looking after me.
- Oh, has he? - Well, uh...
she was at the station and had been there for a while.
I thought that probably the best thing was to, uh.
- They found your wife, then? - Yes. With the killings and.
He's explained everything to me. Have we a drop of whiskey to offer Mr. Baxter?
- You will stay a minute? - Yes.
There's the miniatures we got for Jessie.
We're leaving tomorrow, Heather. The air plane's been arranged.
- Have you put the photographs out? - Here, on the dressing table.
None of that for me, thank you. Just a glass of water.
- I'll fetch it. Do take a seat, Mr. Baxter. - Thank you.
So...
you will be able to find it quite easily.
Thank you.
- Doesn't really look like her. - It doesn't matter.
- No? - No.
Hmm.
Please. Your photograph.
What?
My God.
Um, thank you very much.
And thanks for your help. Bye-bye.
Good-bye.
[Paper Thuds, Rattles]
Oh, thank you.
- You're wearing odd socks. - You put out my clothes.
I know. I was merely informing you.
Thank you. Laura's plane gets in. I'd better be going.
- Let Mr. Baxter be off, Wendy. - Wait. Wait!
- Is there anything I can do? - No, it's all right.
- Good-bye. It'll be all right. - Good-bye.
[CRYING OUT]
[WAILING]
[WAILING CONTINUES]
- Wait. Wait! - Fetch him back!
- Wait! - Please! Please!
Let him not go!
[HEATHER MOANING]
[ANGUISHED MOANING]
Please, fetch him back!
Let him not go!
Please, let him not go!
Fetch him! Fetch him!
Fetch him, woman! Fetch him!
Fetch him! Fetch him!
Fetch him back! Fetch him back!
Oh, fetch him!
Mr. Baxter? Mr. Baxter?
- Mr. Baxter. - [FOOTSTEPS RUNNING]
Mr. Baxter!
[FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE]
- Hello. Is John here? - Quickly! Come quickly!
- What is it? - Quick! Hurry!
What is it?
Go on!
- [WENDY] Hurry! Hurry! - Is this it?
- Please, Mrs. Baxter. - Is it Heather?
Please.
- It's Mrs. Baxter. - Where is he?
I couldn't find him.
Christine. I saw Christine.
- He left. - Find him.
- He just left. - Warn him.
You must find him. You must warn him.
- She told you. - When did he leave?
- Where did he go? - She told you.
- Where did he say he was going? - She told you...
- Leave Venice. - Oh, God!
She told him.
- Beware! Beware! - Wait!
[DOG BARKING]
Laura! Mrs. Baxter!
[SWITCH CLICKS]
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Venga qui!
Qui, qui, qui. La barca. Qui.
No, no, no, la barca.
Espéreme, espéreme.
Espera.
Hey!
[MAN SHOUTING] Brutto mostro!
Se Ii acchiappo, Ii ammazzo! Maledetto!
[JOHN] Dove via?
- Hey'. - Acchiappatelo! Corri!
Bastarda!
Disgraziata!
Hey!
[GROANS]
[FOOTSTEPS RUNNING]
[FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE]
[METALLIC CREAKING]
[WOMAN SPEAKING, FAINT]
[CHILD WHIMPERING]
Va bene.
Tutto Va bene. Io amico.
I'm coming.
[WHIMPERING CONTINUES]
[SHOUTING IN ITALIAN]
It's okay. It's okay.
[CRYING]
I'm a friend.
I won't hurt you.
Come on.
Darlings!
Wait. Wait.
- [SCREAMS] - Wait.
- [SCREAMS] - [BELLS TOLLING]
[BELLS CONTINUE TOLLING]
[GULLS CALLING]
[BELLS CONTINUE TOLLING]
Laura!
[BELLS CONTINUE TOLLING]
[ORCHESTRAL FLOURISH]
[HAUNTING]
[ENDS]