(speaking serbo-croatian) he does not understand a word. (speaking serbo-croatian) iris. impossible to know what was actually said-- he spoke in a dialect i didn't understand. what? i'm beginning to suspect the only language anyone understands is baroness. i suppose i should ask you how you know their language. i came here to build a bridge, and then i was asked to build another one. four years later, i'm still here. building bridges. you make it difficult to be open to conviction while you are unable to produce any kind of definite proof. i'll go back to the restaurant car and ask if anybody has seen a woman in tweed. if you'll follow me, i'm going to test some english memories. i can't prove miss froy is missing until i prove she existed in the first place, correct? you want definitive proof, a witness... who is that girl? she's part of that ghastly crowd from the hotel. iris: and i have at least one because there were other english people staying in my hotel who are now on the train and i know they saw miss froy too. professor: i see. iris: when we arrive in trieste, w

(guard speaking serbo-croatian) what's he saying? professor: ah, we're coming into trieste. woman: at last. on with the motley, as they say. i have to get my bag. (groans) iris? what's wrong? iris? iris: oh, that soup. you... all this time, i was terrified the doctor would drug me and it was you! iris, please, i only did it for your own good. i'll be lucky to get out of this alive. iris, listen to me! i trusted you! iris... don't touch me! (lock rattling) iris! the doctor with the patient. where has he moved her, where is she? we arrive trieste. no, no. they've drugged me like they drugged her. do you understand? i sorry, i not really know english. iris! oh, i'm sorry. (panting) (eerie rumbling) (gasps) let's stop these silly games, shall we? (panicked gasping) help! no way out, miss carr. help me, please! oh, miss froy! (screaming) perhaps we could say goodbye now without a cloud of witnesses. yes, let's. thank you for your hospitality. it's been a cheap holiday for me in every sense. i'll get a porter to get my bags. excuse me! are you traveling with the professor? uh, yes

(guard speaking serbo-croatian) what's he saying? professor: ah, we're coming into trieste. woman: at last. on with the motley, as they say. i have to get my bag. (groans) iris? what's wrong? iris? iris: oh, that soup. you... all this time, i was terrified the doctor would drug me and it was you! iris, please, i only did it for your own good. i'll be lucky to get out of this alive. iris, listen to me! i trusted you! iris... don't touch me! (lock rattling) iris! the doctor with the patient. where has he moved her, where is she? we arrive trieste. no, no. they've drugged me like they drugged her. do you understand? i sorry, i not really know english. iris! oh, i'm sorry. (panting) (eerie rumbling) (gasps) let's stop these silly games, shall we? (panicked gasping) help! no way out, miss carr. help me, please! oh, miss froy! (screaming) perhaps we could say goodbye now without a cloud of witnesses. yes, let's. thank you for your hospitality. it's been a cheap holiday for me in every sense. i'll get a porter to get my bags. excuse me! are you traveling with the professor? uh, yes