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The Man Who Knew Too Much Script
Daddy, youre sure
Ive never been to Africa before?
It looks familiar.
You saw the same scenery last summer
driving to Las Vegas.
Oh, sure. Where Daddy lost all
that money at the crap -
- Hank!
- Table.
Hey, look! A camel!
Uh-huh. Course this isnt really Africa.
Its the French Morocco.
Well, its Northern Africa.
Still seems like Las Vegas.
Were just a hundred miles
north of the Sahara Desert.
I dont know. In school they
call this the Dark Continent.
This is twice as bright as Indianapolis.
You just wait till we get to Marrakech.
- Marrakech? Sounds like a drink.
- Mmm. It sure does.
Wait a minute. Hold on there.
Whats the matter?
Well, I sure want to thank you.
Without your help,
anything might have happened here.
My pleasure, monsieur.
There are moments in life
when we all need a little help.
Yeah. Just what was the trouble?
Uh... your little boy accidentally
pulled off his wifes veil.
- Oh. Yeah.
- Hank!
I want to introduce my wife,
Mrs McKenna.
- How do you do?
- How do you do, madame?
My name is Louis Bernard.
We thank you very much, Mr Bernard.
- Thats our son, Hank.
- Hello, Hank.
Hello. You talk Arab talk.
A few words.
Why was he angry? It was an accident.
But the Muslim religion
allows for few accidents.
- Yeah, I suppose so.
- Oh.
- May I?
- Yeah, sit down right in front of Jo.
Oh, I thought his name was Hank.
Oh, its my wifes name.
- J-O. No E.
- How different.
Short for Josephine.
Ive called her that so long
nobody knows her by any other name.
- I do. Mommy.
- Oh, yeah.
Now, about the accident.
A Muslim woman never takes off her veil
in public under any circumstances.
They feed her intravenously?
- No, Hank.
- What a big word for such a small boy.
Im a doctor.
Oh. Well, he sounds like one.
He can spell haemoglobin.
He has a little trouble
with words like dog and cat.
Where do you practise, doctor?
Indianapolis, Indiana.
Good Samaritan Hospital out there.
What brings you to Marrakech?
We were attending
a medical convention in Paris
and I thought,
inasmuch as we were in Europe,
Id come and see Morocco again.
Daddy liberated Africa.
I was stationed up in Casablanca
at an army field hospital during the war.
- Do you live in Morocco, Mr Bernard?
- No.
I suppose you came directly from Paris.
No, we looked in on Lisbon and Rome.
- And Casablanca.
- And Casablanca.
I hope you will have time
to truly enjoy Marrakech.
Lets see.
Well have, at the most, three days.
You will, naturally, be stopping
at the Hotel Mamounia or Le Menara?
Why do you ask?
Because they are hotels
for tourists of good taste.
Oh. Do you live in France, Mr Bernard?
- Sometimes.
- Do you eat snails?
When Im lucky enough.
If you ever get hungry,
our garden back home is full of snails.
Thank you for the invitation.
Thats alright.
We tried everything to get rid of them.
We never thought of a Frenchman.
Here we go.
Say, do you want to
share a taxi with us to the hotel?
Thats kind of you, Doctor, but
unfortunately I have some business first.
- Oh. OK.
- What business are you in, Mr Bernard?
Ill be there later and perhaps
we might have a drink together.
Come up to our suite.
Well have a drink up there.
- In that case, I will take you to dinner.
- No, no. Thats not fair.
I know Marrakech.
I can show you an Arab restaurant
where the food is different
and the manner of eating exotic.
Thats what we came here for.
- How about one of those Arabian nights?
- Id love it.
How would you prefer to travel
to the hotel, by taxi?
- Gee, I dont know.
- A wagon! I wanna ride in a wagon!
I guess its a wagon. See you later.
Au revoir. I look forward to the cocktails.
- Bye.
- Goodbye.
Hank, you sit up with the driver.
How do you like this?
A horse-drawn convertible.
Well, I just saw Louis Bernard
talking to that Arab.
- What Arab?
- The one that was shouting at Hank.
They were talking like
they were dear friends.
Well, he probably knew him before.
What does that mean?
It means that Mr Bernard
is a very mysterious man.
What? He seemed perfectly normal to me.
Now, what do you
really know about him?
What do I - I know his name.
We were sitting there, we were talking.
You dont know anything about this man,
and he knows everything about you.
Oh, wait.
He knows that you live
in Indianapolis, Indiana.
He knows youre a doctor
at the Good Samaritan Hospital.
He knows that you attended
a medical convention in Paris,
and that you stopped off
in Rome, Lisbon and Casablanca.
Alright.
He knows that you served
in North Africa in an army field hospital.
Honey, it was just a casual conversation,
thats all.
Darling, you werent just talking casually.
He was asking all kinds of questions,
and you were answering them.
You might as well have
handed him your passport.
We just had a conversation.
Ive got nothing to hide.
But I have a feeling that Mr Bernard has.
I know this is mysterious Morocco,
but were not
gonna lose our head, are we?
- I know. I know what it is.
- What?
Youre sore because this fella
didnt ask you any questions.
- Oh, hardy-har-har.