Probably being followed, intersection of Brook Street and Marshall Road.
-I'm switching-Okay
- I think it's already far. - There will be a lot of scared people.
Why was he from a psychiatric hospital?
In 3 to 4 days, my first year here will end.
If he tried to escape himself, then there is a reason.
Reconcile old honors. - With a wife who might cheat on him
Or with anyone who let him clean up.
Are you sure you have to go?
Absolutely sure
Why do you have to support such a domineering uncle?
I don't live his
The police believe that he is looking for former contacts with the intention of settling old debts.
Do you mind if I milk?
-This is my suit.-It fits me.
- Listen, whoever you are... - Jansen.
Eric Jansen
Well balanced.
- That name is familiar to me. - It should.
I was sentenced less than twelve months ago.
I got eight years.
-Eight years. -Sure. Eric Jansen.
Wondering what you did?
I have nothing against you, Randall. You didn't arrest me.
-Marty Hopkirk is the one I'm looking for. -That will be difficult.
Did he leave town? Not in the phone book.
He can't even. Try the list of deaths.
He is dead?
I don't believe you.
You're late. It's six feet underground. Do you want a lot number?
You cover him.
I won't be outdone, Randall. Not after all this time.
After all the waiting.
-Look at this. -What is it?
Legal document.
In the event of Marty Hopkirk's death, his rights and benefits accrue to...
". "to his widow, Mrs. Jean Hopkirk.
Jean Hopkirk.
As it stands here...
.„„.she will inherit everything.
RANDALL AND HOPKIRK
THEY ARE PLAYING
PRODUCTION
VENDETTE FOR A DEAD MAN
SCREENPLAY
DIRECTION
I'm sorry Jeff. I'm clumsy.
From the way you look, I'd think you're in trouble.
-Even in danger. -Not me. Jeannie.
-Jansen is on the run. - Jansen?
-I did not know. He will want me. -Or another close person.
Did you warn her?
It's after one o'clock.
-Let it ring. He must sleep. -I'm trying. I already called the police.
It's after one. Where can it be?
Emile, I can't even remember the last time I had so much fun.
Me neither. Nice to see you again, Jean.
-It was a long time ago. -Not quite.
Anyway, here we are. And that matters.
The past is the past.
We think about the future.
do you want to dance
It's a little late, but...
So it's late. let's dance
Anniversary? I didn't know that, Inspector.
Your former partner Mr. Hopkirk arrested Jansen exactly one year ago.
-He's right, Jeff. -What kind of person is this,
who runs off just for revenge and takes revenge on the dead man's wife?
-Underwent psychiatric treatment. -Treatment? Because of what?
Violent symptoms towards acquaintances, intense paranoid symptoms.
Mrs. Hopkirk is to leave London for a few days.
-Sure. He has an aunt in Sussex. -Essex. -Essex.
Okay, we'll try to arrange it.
It will be easier to keep an eye on her there.
We have to find her first. It's almost two o'clock.
Don't you think something could already happen?
That is unlikely. I think he's out enjoying himself somewhere.
What was that supposed to mean?
Emile, I don't know how to thank you again for tonight.
You've said enough.
take me up
No, don't be angry. It's too late.
So tomorrow?
Yes very glad.
It's here, Jeff. The police are talking to her now.
Thank God for that. At least he's safe.
He's not safe until Jansen is behind bars.
Look Marty...
Try to remember anything about Jansen.
You think I haven't tried? I can give you some names.
Friends, relatives. But he won't go near them.
I'll hear them tomorrow morning anyway.
-Ask her who she was with tonight. -Good.
It is exciting. Bodyguard and Mr. Galahad, all just for me.
-Jeannie, it's serious. -Jeff, the police will get him.
Sure, but will they make it in time?
- Would you like some coffee? -Thanks.
- We need to talk about it. -Ask her who she was with.
Who were you with, Jeannie?
-With a friend. -Who is it? Where did you meet him?
-What is this, an interrogation? -You know not, but it's important.
Is he an old friend?
-Yes. -That doesn't sound very convincing.
Okay, it's someone I knew a long time ago.
-How long? -How long?
-So do you want the coffee or not? -No, skip the coffee.
Don't you think there's any chance that this is...
Emil.
Emil?
That person may be Jansen's friend.
You're worse than Marty was, you worry about nothing.
I knew Emil before I met Marty.
One Christmas I was helping out in a shop on Oxford Street.
I did not know.
Well, there's a lot you don't know about me.
However, that's how I met Emil.
It was nothing serious. We didn't date.
We had coffee a couple of times.
And then last week I ran into him again.
Jansen could have arranged it before he ran away. These coincidences can be arranged.
Oh, Jeff.
I'm tired, it's late, I want to go to bed.
- We'll talk tomorrow. -Stop seeing him!
Jeannie. The police want you to go to your aunt's house for a few days.
-I can not. I have things scattered here. -She stops seeing him.
-You need to stop seeing him. -Who says that?
I.
Jeff...
That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.
-What does that mean? -Jeannie, stop playing.
I'm not kidding, I like him.
He is a widower, same as me. He is alone.
You know how sad it was for me.
I know it wasn't easy.
I come back to an empty apartment every night.
Jeannie, are you thinking of getting married?
Well, I already thought about it.
And anyway, I have a feeling that I will get an offer in the next few days.
-Offer?! -And what will your answer be?
I have not decided yet. It's good for my ego.
And who knows...
""maybe I will accept.
You totally messed it up.
He didn't mess up. It was clear that it would happen one day.
-Jeannie is a very attractive woman. -I know. Of course it is.
Everyone told us at our wedding that we were made for each other.
-Could you do it better? -Yes. You heard what she said. Wedding.
Jeff, you have to tell her.
-I have to tell her what? -You have to tell her about me.
It's bigamy. Jeff, you have to warn her.
-I won't do anything like that. You are selfish. -Selfish?
You have to see things from Jeannie's point of view.
Jeff, I just can't stand the thought.
Okay, so I'm being selfish. But Emil is not good for her. I know it.
Jeff, I forgot to tell you something.
After all, I can't meet you tomorrow. I have a date.
With Emil?
Do not worry. Our friend down the hall knows this. He will go too.
Just for a ride.
What about you gentlemen? Will you win a lady one of these beautiful prizes?
Sergeant why don't you show us what you would do
if the worst happened?
- Please, sir. -Up to you, Sergeant.
That is probably not possible! Can't you see what they're up to?
-How many hits on the panda? -You chose the hardest.
Six shots, six hits. Top row only.
They'll slip you by, Sergeant!
And thunder, very well, sir. Unrivaled.
I believe you want the panda for the lady.
What lady? What lady?
This way. No, no, this way!
Mirror Maze.
Look. Emile, look at this. Quick defatting treatment.
Come on, Emile.
Hey, Jeannie.
Jeannie?
hey jeannie
Jeannie, where are you?
Jeannie?
Where are you?
Who is it? Emile, is that you?
Come on, Emile. If that's you, don't be silly.
Who are you?
You can guess, Mrs. Hopkirk.
Jansen.
Eric Jansen.
-I'm not alone. I'm here with someone. -Not anymore, Mrs. Hopkirk.
Your friend has lost you.
He went to look for the attendant, or maybe the sergeant with the panda in his arms.
At this moment...
“.you are all alone.
Emily!
-Emile! -Keep calm, Jeannie.
Don't let the mirrors fool you. He's behind you, Jeannie.
I can do it with glasses.
That's right, Jeannie. He's behind you. Run, Jeannie, run!
- It was him, Jansen! - Jansen? We can still get him.
-Emile! -Don't worry, Jean.
I will take care of you.
I understand, inspector. Please?
Hold on, I'll ask. Are you going out tonight Jeannie?
No, he'll be here. Sure.
Thank you.
They still don't have it. Looks like you're going to have to hold on.
-It's so stupid, Jeff. -Foolishly?
I want you to promise me you won't leave
before Jansen is back where he belongs.
-I think you are taking it too seriously. -This is serious!
There are two policemen downstairs.
They check everyone who enters this block.
When I go out, a plainclothes sergeant will go with me.
-Yes, but Jansen... -Jansen!
Look, everything he intended he did.
He was in jail, he's out.
-That's the difference. -Really? Will try again.
Will he try what? I was alone in the mirror labyrinth.
If he wanted to, he would have killed me.
-Well, I... -I know I'm right.
I'm not going to discuss it.
You can stay here if you want. I have other things to do.
Okay, Jeannie, I'm going.
I'm not kicking you out. To my soul.
I know, dear. See you tomorrow.
-Okay, hi. -Hello.
No matter what Jeannie says, you should stay tonight.
-What?! -Of course I don't approve.
-Of course. -It's an emergency.
-I would do the same for you. -I'm not married. You heard her.
She makes no bones about it and I agree with her.
If that's your last word, I'll stay.
-Yes, you stay. -I'll come get you when Jansen shows up.
-If Jansen shows up. -Okay, if you want it this way...
Don't worry about me, I'll stay here all night.
You have to stay somewhere, Marty.
-Jeff! Jeff, it's Jansen! -What?
He's on the stairs. He had to slip past the police.
- Jansen? -Come on, Jeff. Hurry up.
It's just a hunch, officer. Just a hunch.
Arthur? Is that you?
You call that a reasonable hour?
-What's going on here? -Go back where you came from!
Better to be safe than sorry, Jeff.
It's him, Jeff. This time it's him. He goes after Jeannie. Come on!
I heard someone go upstairs. Hurry up, Jeff.
He wants to break in, Jeff.
Punch him, Jeff.
Sorry Jeff.
Good, Marty, good. I admit you meant well.
It also brought something good.
-Yeah? -You had milk right after waking up.
At least she has a person in civilian clothes.
Yeah.
Are you going back to bed or are we going to knock Emil Cavallo-Smith?
Okay, let's knock him out.
Jansen must be holed up somewhere.
Come on Sam.
Jansen.
What are you doing here?
-You're on the run. - That's right, Sam.
I asked you what you were doing here.
Old outstanding accounts.
-Do you remember a man named Hopkirk? -I remember. He almost got me too.
- Well, he's dead. -So? I don't send flowers.
Is dead. did you hear me
- I lost him. -Hey, you should go.
I lost him! You didn't understand?
Yeah, yeah, I heard.
I...
I found his wife.
-She inherited everything. - Well, she should, right?
-I want a favor from you. -I'll get you some clothes.
-Yeah, that's a good start. -If you want money...
No, I don't have a problem with money.
Look, I never gave you up, Sam. You owe me a few favors.
-When it's not about money... -No.
It's something close to my heart.
I want you to sniff around and find me the guy driving that car.
He is in his forties.
A handsome, somewhat effeminate person.
Look, I want to know what I'm getting myself into. What's going on?
I don't have much time, Sam.
It's more complicated than I expected.
-And that guy... -What's wrong with him?
I realized I needed his help.
Did you get anything from her to that Cavallo-Smith?
Health status, political affiliation, alcohol consumption, account status,
and the state of their backyard.
The Cavallo-Smiths still live in Tanglewood.
-Cavallo-Smiths? -Yeah.
Dear Emil told Jeannie everything except that he was often married.
-“Does he have that wife over there? - I think so.
Thank you for help.
- Shall we go? -Wait a minute.
I think I recognize the man.
-Is he on a business trip? -Yes, I'm afraid. -Thank you.
-It's Sammy Grimes! -So what?
-Previously worked with Jansen. -Really?
Jeff, let's go after him.
So yeah.
-He saw us. -Yeah.
Come on, you've got it. Get ahead of him. Push him off the road.
Jeff, watch out!
Push him off the road?
Don't worry Jeff, we can still get him. He drives to a shabby office in the city.
That's what you're telling me now!
I see. Married.
A private eye with a small office in the suburbs was enough.
Ok, that's enough. Please leave.
-Where's the rush, Sam? -He was following me.
He was trying to get me off the road.
And almost killed himself in the process, as you told.
You say it was Randall. But how did he know you?
That's the car. The same car.
-Yeah, that's Randall. -You're staying here, aren't you?
It would not be appropriate for me to meet Mr. Randall here.
Maybe I'll have a chance later.
And, Sam, he won't spank me.
I would hate to add you to my list.
-What is it? You can't just... -Where is he?
The man in this suit. My suit!
-I don't know what you're talking about. - So you don't know? I will help you.
So where is Jansen?
I don't know.
He was here. He left when he saw you coming.
You were at Mrs. Cavallo-Smith's this afternoon. Why?
Jansen sent me there. He wanted some information.
-I should have asked her some questions. -What questions?
Randall... Is that your name?
-Yeah. - I want out of this.
I didn't ask Jansen to come here.
If the police pick him up today, I'll shout three cheers.
-So? -So I'm not hiding anything from you.
He planned to use the woman's husband somehow. That's all I know.
That's enough.
Sorry for the mess. Here's some change for the cleaning lady.
I want your help, Emile.
-You know who I am, right? -Yeah.
You can make one call for me.
Phone call...
""Mrs. Jean Hopkirk.
Eye.
So it does…
I owe you one million two hundred and twenty thousand pounds.
I thought police protection was a public service.
Excuse me.
Hello?
Emily. Are you done with work yet?
No, I'm afraid I'm a little late.
It will take longer than I expected.
I was wondering if you could come here.
You know we can have dinner at my house.
Well, it's too late. And it's far.
It would take an hour to get there.
- Can't we see each other tomorrow? - No, Jean, no. I have...
I have something important to discuss with you.
Better here.
Just the two of us.
It will be difficult, but...
I will do my best.
Hello.
-Problems? -No.
The only problem is how I'm going to pay you the millions I owe you.
-Maybe the International Bank will help. -Or your luck may return.
-Okay, let's try another game. -Sure. The loser chooses.
- Canasta. -Ok, canasta.
We need another package for that.
could you help me
I have another package in my bedroom in my dressing table drawer.
You may have to do a little searching. You won't blush, will you?
If the policeman turns red, he calls the doctor.
It can only mean a fever.
I forgot to tell you that it's the drawer on the left.
- Jeannie. -I'm on my way there.
-It's too late. She disappeared. - Did she disappear?
I was there a few seconds ago. The security guard is freaking out. She slipped up on him.
-He's going to see Emil. -And Jansen plans to use him.
-We have to find Emil quickly. -There is only one way.
-His wife? -Yes.
Come on, Mr. Randall. Sit down.
I don't have much time, Ms. Cavallo-Smith.
Only Smith. I found Cavall to be old fashioned and pretentious.
I'm afraid I can't explain the reason for my visit.
You are a private investigator.
How did you know it?
Of course there is a young girl involved.
-Correctly. -That's usually how it is.
-Usually? - It concerns the husband.
They think I don't know, but you're not the first detective to come.
I understand.
It's probably confusing, but the result is the same.
-I need to find your man. - Because of that girl?
Yes, but not for the reason you think.
Maybe from worse.
If she is with her husband, you should try the cold store.
-A refrigerator? -We own a small refrigeration business.
The husband has a private suite upstairs.
I think he calls it a pied-a-terre.
Okay, thank you, Mrs. Smith.
Hurry up. I hope the girl is ok.
Thank you.
- Did she know about her husband? - She suspected something.
She went right out with the truth.
"If he took that girl anywhere, to his love nest."
No wonder I couldn't find her. Come on Jeff, step on it.
Emily?
Excuse me, could you help me?
Of course, Mrs. Hopkirk.
I am at your service.
Don't you think we're fighting windmills?
It seems to me.
-What then, Jeff? - I don't know, Marty.
I just don't know.
If I could live again, I would never take the job.
Arrest Jansen for attempted murder?
Yeah. I should have gone on vacation with you.
-Just a year ago. -Tonight?
-What do you want to do? -Wait.
Not long. But we will wait.
But for what?
Whimsy, Mrs. Hopkirk. Such a quirk of mine.
I'm just waiting for the right time.
-Right time? -Such a celebration, an anniversary.
I think you understand.
Emil...
You made him call.
It wasn't very difficult.
She values ​​her skin highly.
What did you do with him?
I let it cool.
But you will kill him!
Possible.
Time to move. We still have a short way to go.
Here's her car, Jeff. Look.
It may be late. He could have taken her somewhere else.
Why? To a better place than this?
-What it was? -Someone is in the cold room.
Here it is, Jeff. Open it.
Watch out Jeff!
Jeannie, run!
Run, Jeannie. Bring the police.
Jeff!
Jeff.
Jeff!
Shut up
Did Jeannie get away?
I think yes. Wait, I will take a look.
Jeannie!
She didn't make it, Jeff.
Jeff! Jeff! Can you hear me?
Come on Jeff! Come on!
-Someone hit me. - Jansen. He has Jeannie.
- Do you know where he went? - I don't know, Jeff.
Now we can just call the police and give them Jeanne's car number.
-Wait, what's the banging? - This is Emil.
Maybe he knows something.
Is dead?
No, he's fine. We just have to get him moving.
Will he be able to speak?
He sure knows something. Jansen chatted them up.
Who are you?
We want to help you.
We?
My partner watches outside. Now listen, Mr. Smith.
Cavallo-Smith.
-Jansen has Jean Hopkirk. -Jean Hopkirk?
-Hurry up, Jeff. -Jansen has Jean. He's going to kill her!
I don't know what you are talking about. The man broke in here and...
Look, you got her here.
-You are responsible for this. -Let me talk, okay?
From what you say, I already understand.
And if the woman you're looking for is such a danger, it's too late.
And I think I can tell you, without witnesses,
that there is too much at stake for me to get involved.
Tie him up, Jeff.
So you won't tell me where they went?
I don't think it makes sense.
It's too late. Or soon will be.
See if I can beat the crap out of you...
Wait, Jeff. There is another way, and I will enjoy it.
-What? -Put it back in there.
-Back? -Yeah.
-But you'll kill him, Marty. -Kill him? No, Jeff.
Not quite.
-Ok, here we are. -Where?
Listen.
We'll wait a little longer.
We are here soon.
I called the police car number.
They will search the entire area.
That's certainly enough, Marty.
- It's hard to guess. - Well, take a look.
So yeah.
- Well? -A few more minutes.
I hope you are not suffering from vertigo. It doesn't fit here.
- Must be... - You're right, Jeff.
I think it's time.
Good.
Don't mess with me.
Come on, you heard me.
Come out!
-I'm dead! -No, you haven't yet.
-But... -You're frozen. You are in pre-hell.
If you come back down to earth
it depends on the man holding the switch.
-I can intercede for you. - Can you talk to him?
Yes, but after I talk to you.
Where did Jansen take Jeannie?
Look, remember my position.
It's too late to help her.
If you don't speak, you have no position.
Certainly not in this world.
I remember Jansen saying he was going to show her some nice views.
-View from the top. -View from the top. What does it mean?
Well, the coast is not too far from the top of the cliff, something like that.
Reef. Of course. I'm a fool.
And the timing. Just like a year ago.
-He said five minutes past midnight. - We have about 20 minutes.
-Will you make him press the button? -Yes.
Before you go... Who are you?
Yes. I forgot to mention.
Marty Hopkirk, my wife's husband.
-You got it? -Yes. Press it.
Let it thaw thoroughly and slowly.
I was a fool, Jeff, a blind fool.
-What do you mean? -The anniversary. That's the clue.
A year ago exactly to the day.
Same day, same time, same place.
- Did you catch him on the cliff? -Yeah, it was Jansen's choice.
He could jump off a cliff or go to jail.
-He chose prison. -What choice does he give Jeannia?
Jeff, run. Run!
Get up. Get up!
I'll give you the same choice your husband gave me.
Look down!
Not much to choose from, right? But that's all he gave me!
Jump down or eight years in prison.
Get out of here, Jeannie!
Jeannie! Jeannie, this way!
Same choice again.
Come back, Jansen.
-Eight years? -It's better than... forever.
-Attention! - Jansen!
Oh Jeff, did he mean it?
We'll never know, Jeff.
We'll never know.
Come on.
Czech subtitles Studio Grant, 2009