Here.
Richard, Victor thinks I' m leaving with him.
Haven't you told him?
No, not yet.
But it's all right, you were able to arrange everything?
Everything is quite all right.
We'll tell him at the airport.
The less time to think, the easier for all of us.
Please trust me.
Yes, I will.
Mr Binler, I don't know how to thank you.
Save it. We've still lots of things to do.
I brought the money, Mr Binler.
Keep it, you'll need it in America.
But we made a deal.
Never mind that.
You won't have any trouble in Lisbon, will you？
No. It 's all arranged.
Good. I' ve got the letters here, made out in blank.
All you have to do is fill in the signatures.
Victor Laszlo.
Victor Laszlo, you're under arrest.
The charge of accessory to the murder of the couriers from whom the letters were stolen.
You're surprised about my friend Ricky?
The explanation is quite simple.
Love, it seems, has triumphed over virtue. Thank...
Not so fast, Louis.
Nobody is going to be arrested. Not for a while yet.
Have you lost your mind?
I have. Sit down, over there.
Put that gun down.
Louis, I don't want to shoot you,
but I will if you take one more step.
Under the circumstances, I will sit down.
Keep your hands on the table.
I suppose you know what you're doing, but I wonder if you realize what this means.
I do. We've got plenty of time to discuss that later.
Call off your watchdogs, you said.
Just the same, you call the airport and let me hear you tell them.
And remember, this gun is pointed right at your heart.
That is my least vulnerable spot.
Hello? Is that the airport?
This is Captain Renault speaking.
There'll be two letters of transit for the Lisbon plane.
There's to be no trouble about them.
Good.
Hello?Hello?
My car, quickly!
This is Major Strasser.
Have a squad of police meet me at the airport at once.
At once, do you hear?