Thus. -Do You really think so?
Of course. -I am much older.
Those few years still do not matter, silly. -Not really?
This is your answer. That's settled.
We're talking about it anymore. Let's toast to us.
You're a strange woman.
Us.
To you, a murderer. To me, you executioner.
Je had niet door dat Carla Thompson m'n zus was, hè.
Do you see it now? You married her for the money she would inherit.
You must have been disappointed when it turned out that it was common every penny.
So much so that you incited an accident.
And when she was safely tucked away, you were looking for another with a large inheritance.
I made sure I was.
I did not kill Carla. -I have no proof, but I know.
And with this game you will take revenge. I do not like it.
You will surely not far away. I've already stopped.
They say it works very quickly. You have not noticed how bitter it was.
Do you have...
My God.
This is a party. We can these lovebirds ...
Wat is er aan de hand?
The verdict is implemented.
George, there is again a light flickers in the third act. Take a look at it.
Tomorrow, sweetheart. Sunday. -I'll be glad when this shit is over.
It was good. -Charlies Aunt also.
My husband thinks that this is now a theater for children's musicals.
That was me that. -What Then?
The applause. The hall was three-quarters full. We could best play by a week.
There doin 'in this theater not.
Morgen is de generale repetitie van School for Scandal.
School for Scandal. Net zoiets als die lbsen.
Ask it to him. -He Is grumpy.
He already since I married him.
Tell the costumer that I am in discussion.
That gentleman would like to speak.
Can I talk to you? This is my card. -Are You a private detective?
Can I talk to you privately? -What Can I do for you, Mr. Flambeau?
I wanted to talk about my contract. -In my office.
I'm looking for the whereabouts of one Doris Jennings.
It's been two months away. Her parents are worried.
What to do with me? -They Would work for you.
Jennings? Never heard of.
They say that if girls want to be an actress, they choose a name ...
which is less ordinary. Can I show you a picture? The resemblance is good.
Damn. How old is she? -17.
She said she was 20 and Jeanette Reynard called. I believed her.
Can I speak to her? She's not there.
But tomorrow she has a part in School for Scandal.
At least, that had them. Take her with me.
You stated Mr. Randall back in the shade.
This scene is set, Miss Maroni, no opera.
Go away. Away. -Jammer That you are not playing on stage.
She was in his office. She sounded furious. -I do not believe it, Jarvis.
She said clearly: I do not buy off me. I am your wife.
Which was then fixed. No, she had a different voice.
All want such zaterdagavond- public is really laughing.
It was another woman. I think our boss a bit of a bigamist.
Do not be ridiculous, Jarvis.
Carefully open
I need hardly remind you that you have a contract.
But now we are clearly not good enough.
lk wil best in School for Scandal spelen, Mr Mandeville.
But I have been offered a starring role in Mr. Coward.
A dream for any actor. Strong, Mr. Knight.
And you can probably find one substitute. -Sure.
I'm just asking you permission to play that role.
I would be crazy.
You can not refuse.
You are a very talented actor. You will not get very far.
That is why I have under contract. A contract binds people together.
In sickness and in health. There is a contract.
I have to play that role. -Mr Coward can probably find someone else.
I've already said yes. That was not wise.
I can not pass up that opportunity.
You are here only goes away when your contract expires. You are far from being a star.
So put me not your will.
I know there is. You're jealous.
You are a greedy miser and it can not stand that someone comes up higher.
I'm going to play that piece, no matter what happens.
And neither you nor a piece of paper can stop me.
Excuse me, I resent?
Is something wrong? -He Can play in the West End.
That will not happen overnight. I told him ...
Never mind. Will you drink? -If I'm ready. Ten minutes.
Unless you want to help. -I order it fixed for you.
Put on your shoes, Mr. Randall. -What? Oh dear, I'm soaked.
You go on, I'll be. Give me the keys.
In the eyes of God, I am your wife. Only death can change that.
You are evil and will be punished for what you did to me.
Good heavens.
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I of course am at your service, dear friend.
But why should I be persuaded that girl?
You are a priest and she is Catholic.
You make a mental agent of me. Logical that we are not loved.
We need to restore marriages that might better be broken.
Or send girls home while she ran away with law.
The young lady listens to you.
That depends on whether I have something to say that is worthwhile.
Shall we take the stage door? We're finally here professionally.
Can we start?
All on stage. It is long overdue.
Oh dear, excuse me.
My stage debut was not so good.
What a mess. It will be your job but being.
The girl is in the greenroom.
This is Father Brown. The girl is Catholic ...
This is a busy day for us. You can finish your business as quickly as possible?
The green room is one floor below.
She's a pig, sir.
Silence, please. We start at:
"Mary, I see that this environment you do not like."
That's impossible.
Fake smile at the misfortune of those who have wronged us nothing?
Witty and witty? I was given a double portion dullness.
Yes, but you must remain. Try again.
Keep your hands still. You have to fiddle.
Sure, sure. And now, Sir Peter, we are again the same opinion.
Good afternoon, I am Flambeau. This is my friend Father Brown.
And I believe that you are Doris Jennings.
No, I'm Jeanette Reynard. -And This is a picture of you.
Your parents are worried. -Who are you?
It's his job to girls who disappear on track.
I'm not going back. You can not make me. I'm going to talk to the manager.
Monsieur Mandeville is very upset that you lied about your age.
Let's call your parents ...
That's it. You are a selfish, heartless young woman.
Your parents were terrified. They did not know if you were still alive.
You can never worried them.
Now will you call them and you do exactly what they say, understand?
Calm down. Do not Cry.
Let her just cry. -Thanks.
I knew that the actors were very fiery. -Welnee, But a few.
Most are just as reserved as you and me.
What was that?
I've had it. I never want to play in this theater.
Listen, young lady.
Let's have a cup of tea. -Put Once water on, Faye.
Open the door, Ms. Maroni. I accept such behavior is not in my theater.
Come out, Ms. Maroni.
Do go away, I handle this.
What are we doing? -The Door shatter?
It was not my intention to hurt you, lrene. We must continue rehearsing.
I absolve you. Stupid Italians. -Her Father's ltalian.
It's in her blood. Foreigners. lJsjes and Popish priests.
Can I help? -No.
Are you Catholic? Could you help us?
Miss Maroni has locked up.
She screamed like? -its Role suits her.
Ze speelt Maria in School for Scandal.
I just gave her a clue and she became hysterical.
What was that? -Would They are injured?
She has a mirror or window glass broken. Dan does not indicate suicide.
She's ltalian. Very passionate. -Boze Italians kill before another.
Maybe you should take precautions.
The door shatter? Not if you want them by playing.
Leave her alone, she will naturally be out.
Set a guard down and do anything without her.
Good idea, I'll get Mrs. Sands equally.
Tell them that we will rehearse the fourth act, without costumes.
Mrs. Sands, you can come second? Strong, ma'am.
Ms. Maroni would not come out.
Do you want to wait at the door until it pleases her to come back days?
Oh, oh, oh. We theater people are all a little crazy.
Mr. Flambeau and can I come back? -Miss Reynard aka Doris Jennings.
Would you like some tea? -Graag, Thank you.
It seems that Ms. Jennings is off.
We are honored, Lady Miriam.
But rehearsals are boring. The actors do not fulfill their costumes.
Plays are always boring. But a rehearsal in street clothes sounds like fun.
You should let us look. Tomorrow we can not come, and we do not want.
But we want to see those funny people in the wrong clothes.
We insist. You -Volgt me to one of the lodges.
That story is not a rumor anymore. -Then what?
About the woman who visits your husband. -Nonsense.
Randall has seen her last night. She threatened him in his office.
She is black and was veiled. -No One can gossip about my husband.
We're going to do the fourth act, the third scene, George. With the screen.
I think the ladies here though tight.
Kent u School for Scandal?
What is that? -The Play, Miriam.
Is it that guy that my husband calls a scoundrel who cynic? Maugham?
Richard Brinsley Sheridan. -O, is die nieuw?
My father took us on Christmas Eve it here.
Musicals. Now that's real theater. My grandfather played with even Galino.
It's me, as it were into the blood.
Every year they did Aladdin, or Puss in Boots, from December to March.
And vaudeville. Songs and comic sketches. That once was a time.
People laughed himself silly, from high to low.
"I will conquer London, Puss, actually I called Dick Whittington."
I will let you, but alone.
If you like it, you like it tell more?
Do you want tea? -Graag, Thank you.
I'm Vernon. I is not in the scene they rehearse now. Sugar?
You met Madame, do not you? Mrs. Mandeville? Amazing woman.
She seems very intelligent. -She Does not fit with vulgarian which altogether.
You're not friends? He wished she starred in a children's musical.
She was a good actress, but musicals deliver more.
We continue for her. Without it the whole company fall apart.
She arouses so much loyalty? -Absolutely.
She could be a great actress, but she is married to such a vile pig.
Is he a pig? -Ask But to others, dear man.
You can also tell us secure. -First He ...
No, I did not kick in.
Stay there. Put that screen to the window.
So it's okay.
The neighbor from across a curious young lady.
I have a difficult role in this case.
Lady Teazle suspect how I think about Mary, but they may not know until ...
if I have more power over her.
Then I come to that.
Were you very impatient? Do not pretend you do not mind that I'm too late.
Punctuality is posh property for a lady of your position.
Have pity on me. Sir Peter is so jealous of me ...
and so jealous of Charles. That's the best part of the story.
He let Mary get married with him. Then he did become convinced.
'No, it is not.' I think so, because then, Lady Teazle ...
Is she still in there? Yeah, I heard her just messing around.
If they come out, I'm in my office.
With this hand, he is not worth ...
Damn, what do you want?
Excuse me, but I wanted to announce Sir Peter.
Sir Peter? Verduiveld. -Sir Peter? Dit is m'n ondergang.
I did not let him in. -What Should become of me?
He comes up the stairs. I hide myself. I will never be so lightly.
Give me that book.
But always enrich his knowledge. Mr. Surface.
Sir Peter, excuse me. I was dozing over this stupid book.
I appreciate your visit special.
Madame is not a human being wants to keep playing endlessly children's roles.
She now plays character roles ...
and let the heroines roll over to the youngsters as Miss Maroni.
I'm beginning to worry about Miss Jennings.
I hope she does not fled. What did you say?
But when we are not bald, we can always continue to play children's roles.
There are big differences between you. -I pull Lady Teazle not in doubt.
I want to ensure that there are no longer grounds to argue with her.
She has more than once accused me lately.
At our last quarrel they said that even my death would leave her cold.
Do you perhaps know whether Miss Reynard in her dressing room?
Here is none other than Mr. Mandeville. I guarantee you.
What was that? -Come Along, Flambeau.
He is locked. -Opzij.
Murdered?
Whoever did this, can not be far away. He escaped through the ...
Exactly.
Through which?
Joseph? You do not mean that. -A Milliner. And she is here.
That's impossible. -Zachtjes Well.
Behind the screen. We show her. -No, He is coming. Do not.
Let us take a look. -Joseph Forgives not ever me.
I will assist you. -Daar He is.
Lady Teazle, great goodness. -Lady Teazle, great misery.
This is the smartest milliner I ...
Excuse me. The rehearsal ...
Who should he now propose again?
Can I talk to you, Mrs. Mandeville?
It is terribly complicated. Can you still follow?
ls anyone here been different? Are not you a moment away?
I sit for a half hour for the dressing room of Miss Maroni.
I have no one else to see it go in except Mr. Mandeville.
But how can this be? There is no window.
Unless ...
You should not stay here. Spend her to her dressing room, Mrs. Sands?
And tell the doorman that no one should come here. Nobody.
Will you join me? You can do anything here.
Who could do such a thing done? -Come But.
What a situation. -Mrs Sands has one expressive face.
Do you think she's lying? No, it was just a comment.
They could not have killed him. -lemand it should have done anyway.
How? There is no window, the door was locked.
There is still a closed room on the other side of the corridor.
Two closed rooms where a witness was between who could not leave.
Then the temperamental Miss Maroni has not done.
I said the door was still locked, not that she was still there.
I believe she's gone. -How is that possible?
We still hear break a mirror? But actors are superstitious.
They do not whistle in their locker room and never break a mirror.
Then it was therefore a window.
Could you ...
He is happily locked, unlocked.
I have confidence in your wasted youth. -It Is long ago.
The soul can mend, but the hand lose its cunning not.
You were right: she is indeed gone. -ledereen can a room with one window.
But how does someone in that room down the hall?
This offense is impossible. We both heard shouting Mandeville.
But he was the only one there. -And He's dead. It is, therefore, possible.
We should call the police. -Benieuwd What they think.
Thank you, Mr. Randall. That's it for now.
At your service. Now and in the future.
Never mind. Where is that Father Brown?
I'll just look for him. -No, I'll do it.
When Randall heard her say, "You're my husband," or something similar.
"And only your or my death can change that."
When he saw her in the office of Mr. Mandeville. She was veiled.
So it was bribery. Mandeville was a bigamist and she wanted to reveal.
Why would she murder him? -Wait a second.
She wanted him to her openly acknowledged. He refused. They had an argument.
She picked up one of the daggers ... -And disappeared like snow in the sun.
One thing at a time pastor.
Yet it does not surprise me that he was a bigamist.
Nil nisi bonum, but he was a bastard.
They say that as an actress wanted to the company, they must be willing.
Miss Maroni... -Was zij z'n minnares?
Did Mrs. Mandeville it? -They Have eyes, and brains.
More than he. She is a true artist.
And then you're married to such a cash book of a man.
Pastor Brown, can I talk to you? Would you leave us alone?
I just spoke to the police chief.
He knows you. -That Sounds ominous.
Can I talk to you? Yes, but not here.
I know little of theaters, but I'll be glad when this is over.
I also. -not Only because of the murder.
When it happened, they rehearsed a very appropriate play.
Everyone here was to make it seem fine the black man.
He was a bruiser, a bully, a seducer, a bigamist.
That you have also heard. -Vaker Than I care.
You'd rather hear the good of man. No, I just work with evil.
Let's talk about that.
Have you any idea how it happened? Or who did it?
There were two decent women watching the rehearsal from a cabin.
Mrs Mandeville, en Knight, Randall en Jarvis waren op het podium...
when Mandeville was killed. That seems to rule them out.
That does not, it just is.
They swear that the four others from the wings looked on.
Op twee na. -Miss Maroni en Miss Jeanette Reynard.
So it was one of them, or an outsider.
The veiled lady. -What Do you think of her?
Do not worry about who did it.
If you know how it happened, you have the perpetrator as well.
Come on in. -Ene Miss Maroni, sir.
I have a question for her.
And her answer will tell us who killed Mr. Mandeville.
I at least know that you did not do it. You were on stage with me.
Why would I murder him?
This role-play in which Coward was important to you. Now he's dead and you're free.
I had a motive for the murder, but that was not it. You know...
I do not want you to talk to me.
Close the theater and go to London. -Are You completely insane?
My husband has his whole life to this theater.
Who could it have done? -I know there are a few.
You should not lock yourself here. Think of your own career.
In London ... -Stil. There is someone to listen.
So you're gone through the window into your home. Have you seen your landlady?
I have not seen her. You should ask her so.
I certainly do. Pastor.
I have only one, very personal question. Hopefully you want to answer me.
Was your relationship with Mr. Mandeville in any way emotional nature?
I mean ... -My own pastor later.
You must explain to me not put words in the mouth. Enough drama now.
I asked a simple question. Were you and Mr. Mandeville ...
Absolutely not. Never.
He has made overtures to you? -He Thought only of money.
A crowded room, poor actors. He looked happy.
He came into the dressing room, ostensibly for business reasons.
Why did you work with him? -I would get nice rolls.
Nora in The Doll's House. We have done lbsen, but not that much.
He broke all his promises. -No More questions, Father?
Thanks to Ms. Maroni now I know much more than five minutes ago.
No role.
We'll all stand firmly on the street.
Baloney. -Do you think?
When I stood in Julius Caesar Calpurnia was arrested because of theft.
We beat her scenes just about. Nobody noticed.
Yes, but here it's a murder. -There Is still not killed actor.
We will go on.
If one of us has done it well? -That Would be severe.
I want you to know how terrible I, the whole company, it finds.
Thank you, Mr. Randall. I hang a note on the premiere is postponed.
We will also have to find a new Charles Surface.
Mr. Knight goes to London. Want to thank others for their compassion?
What an amazing woman. -lnderdaad.
You are going to the big city? I'm frankly jealous.
So it's true what they say: the One man's death is another man's ...
You need not seek new actor. I play the role well.
When my contract then is adjusted.
This is something for Scotland Yard. Hopefully than I them further.
It is an impossible task. Almost everyone has an alibi.
I just wish it had not happened during the rehearsal.
I have only one suspect: Doris Jennings.
And the veiled lady? -The First Mrs. Mandeville?
That was not important anyway? -I changed my mind.
I now believe that the veiled woman is the key to this whole thing.
This is a serious case. Thanks to Ms. Maroni I begin to understand.
You asked if they had a relationship. -That She firmly denied.
The only thing I hear in this strange theater is that Mandeville was a villain.
He was not a gentleman, but Peter looks at the pearly gates still other things.
Do you think there was a conspiracy?
Only one person made it black and then killed him.
Do you know who the killer is? Yes, but I can not say.
There is not a shred evidence. I does not know yet how ...
I Miss Jennings did come through the stage door.
Miss Jennings, where were you gone? -What do you want? Who is that man?
That's inspector Forbush. -I had to call home?
I gotta come back. If I do not come, they come for me.
Why did not you call here? -That Should not Mr. Mandeville.
There's a note on the door.
Will he be angry? I get paid anyway?
Who would be upset? -Mr Mandeville.
I'll never understand corporate needs.
You should not stay here. Still go home to rest.
I need distraction and should lead this theater. I start right away but.
When you go to London? -Vanavond.
You leave there is no grass grow. -It Makes no sense to continue.
So you do not end up, Margaret.
Such a dilapidated theater. You are free.
And I'm 42. A bit late for a new beginning.
Since I do not believe it. We can together to London.
How old are you completely, Norman? 30, 31?
Now you sound just like that piece last night. "I am much older than you."
I've always really liked you, you know that?
I want you to go with me.
I know this is not the right time, but later. Shortly.
We'll see.
Will you think about it? -Yes, But I should not.
Do not miss your train.
I'll write.
Do not forget.
I love you.
Do you need me today? -Are Stowed my costumes?
Then you can go. There is no representation.
Is there anyone else? -ledereen is gone.
The police is in the lobby. Who else is on stage.
How dan? -The Geestelijke.
Are you still there, Father?
I just wanted to say goodbye. I am defeated.
In the past I have used to help the police, but unfortunately not.
Failure is not bad. That keeps you from the sin of spiritual pride.
Do you like acting? -From This theater?
I do not mean it to.
I love this theater, even after this terrible day.
Red plush and gilt. A palace for children.
My husband thought it was a palace. I met him when I had been ill.
I was a promising actress in West End.
When I got sick, I thought the world ended.
For my pleasure was my husband doing repertory theater.
Are they successful? -On Artistic area though.
He acted as if we were financially on the edge of the abyss.
He did not dare to take the stage door to evade creditors.
I'm suddenly very tired. I have to go home.
Goodbye, pastor. Come especially further along.
Madame Mandeville not feeling well. If I were in her shoes ...
Is there something wrong? Yes, there is something very wrong, Flambeau.
I was stupid. That's not so strange in this sad state.
I had forgotten that they were the School for Scandal to rehearse.
We have not been introduced, but you're Mr. Knight?
It's been quite a day. I've got it screwed up.
It did not surprise me if I had missed the train. So there you are.
You wanted to see me? -I just wanted to talk.
About who killed Mr. Mandeville and the veiled lady who visited him.
What to do with me? -everything. She's never been with him.
She was in his office. -I Do not dispute.
She said: I am your wife. -That She was. Definitely.
But it was not at Mandeville. They stood in an empty room.
She wanted that you and others would hear her.
Yesterday she disguised herself and made Randall caught a glimpse of her.
Why? -To Put out a false trail.
When Mandeville was dead, the police would seek a veiled lady ...
which never existed.
Do you know who that woman? -That I just told you. And she.
His wife. His only wife.
You're out of your head.
ledereen aanbad Margaret Mandeville, behalve Mrs Sands.
If you want to get to know someone, you have to look at the women around her.
Mrs. Sands and looked with disdain and hatred towards her.
Who spread the rumor that Mandeville was profligate?
When Mrs. Mandeville told you. -You Have no evidence for this.
The less popular he was, the more people with a motive to kill him.
You say that Margaret, Mrs. Mandeville, her husband killed.
lndeed, in cold blood.
Absurd, she is very unselfish. She never sought a fight and never complained.
Mandeville offered Miss Maroni particular roles.
But who came up with different pieces with a lead role for an older actress?
That may be the protagonist.
Margaret? What are you doing here, Father?
I wanted Mr. Knight just tell us how you killed your husband.
When you talked about dodging creditors, suddenly I understood it.
When you suddenly left so fast, I thought you would go after Mr. Knight.
You must know what you're talking about, but I do not.
When Mandeville was murdered, Mrs. Mandeville stood on the podium.
No, not true. I forgot that it was a theater for children's musicals.
There were, of course, shutters in the stage through which someone could disappear.
You had put that screen for the rehearsal of School for Scandal.
You had just placed in front of one of the shutters.
You wanted to rehearse in street clothes.
In such old-fashioned costume you get through such a difficult hatch.
The proof is that no one else could have done it, Mr. Knight.
The scene with the screen took ten minutes.
Mrs. Mandeville might have only two minutes ...
to through the hatch to go to the office ...
to murder him, and return again.
En not?
Here comes your train. I must warn you that if you get ...
you will be met at Paddington.
But why murder, for heaven's sake?
A human reason. A very human reason.
She wanted to be the wife of a brilliant brilliant, rising star.
I have nothing more to say.
I'll wait until London. -Of Course.
A larger audience.
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