nice?
You don't understand. She's a nut.
Your father was one of the biggest nuts
of the whole world...
and I loved him dearly for 33 years.
Even when he chained himself to a tree
during an electrical storm...
and dared the lightning to strike him.
Which, unfortunately, it did.
I should have taken her to a hospital.
Why is she starting to make sense?
Why am I asking you?
I'll get it.
- Yes?
- You...
Now, stop it. Both of you. Right now.
Dimitri, it's not an address.
It wasn't an address at all.
It's a departure time
for the Paris Express. Look.
The 6:40 to St. Raphaлl on the 12th.
That's today.
Victor will be on that train. And
it will be the last train he ever takes.
- What happened to your nose?
- My nose?
Someone just tried to kill me.
They will stop at nothing to keep us
from getting on that train. Come on.
There's not a moment to lose.
Coming, Aunt Edna?
Yes. Of course.
Hat.
Cathy?
Victor's going to deliver
the state secrets.
Once they're in Count Reneleau's
hands, he's as good as dead.
Train leaves in 5 minutes,
can we make it?
Watch this.
Wait.
Attendez.
Wait. I'm here to help.
Wait!
Don't go in there. They'll kill you.
Victor's safe now, thanks to us.
Unfortunately, nobody else is.
Not as long as Count Reneleau
is still alive.
Dimitri, you know I always get my man.
Even when he's a woman.
- Even when he's a woman.
- My God.
- Stop.
- What are you doing?
Let go of me!
Count Reneleau. He's a killer.
Don't let him near me.
Cathy!
Rebecca? What is it?
Help me.
One in a hundred, no, one in a million
is the talent your wife has.
The girl can write.
Let her do one book for me
and I guarantee a bestseller.
Alan, you tell him.
She's very talented.
Well, I tried.
Mr. Palmer?
Your wife wants you to wait a moment
while she talks to Mr. McMann.
- How are you?
- Okay.
Quite a mystery I had going there,
wasn't it?
Yes. Quite a fantasy.
It's just unfortunate that it got mixed up
in other people's reality.
I feel so bad about Victor.
I tried to contact him several times...
but he wouldn't return my calls.
Thought I was saving his life.
I almost killed him.
You were a heroine
in the classic tradition.
It's strange
just being Cathy Palmer again.
What's Cathy Palmer like?
Nothing special.
I bet you're glad to get rid of me.
Actually, I've never been less glad
of anything in my life.
Oh, well.
I don't know how to say goodbye.
Bye, Rebecca.
Look, it's gonna be all right.
We'll go home,
we'll pick up where we left off.
A lot of things have happened, but
we'll just put those things behind us...
and get on with...
Things will be a lot clearer later.
Maybe I didn't take this writing thing
of yours serious enough.
Maybe some of this is my fault.
But things can be like they were.
Or pretty close.
No, they can't. What am I saying?
You've been running around Paris
as this weird person.
You slept with...
I think it's a mistake
to talk about this tonight.
Things will be a lot clearer
in the morning.
I'm looking forward to getting back.
God, it's gonna be good.
Much better than it was before.
Not that it was horrible or anything...
but I'm aware that maybe
I haven't been the most...
The best...
Well, I am aware of those things.
Still, it's a good thing. I mean
you and I have a pretty good thing.
Marriage isn't always
just smooth sailing.
I mean, marriage is a tough proposition
in any country.
Just do me one favour, kid.
Don't enter any more contests.
We're together.
- I can't.
- You can't what?
I can't make it work.
Cathy, I've taken about all of this
I'm going to take.
I've given all I can give.
This is ridiculous.
You're going to end our marriage
right here in an airport?
Alan.
I couldn't go back to what I was.
I tried, but I just...
We gotta get out of here.
My head is killing me.
If I can think of a way...
Victor, what are you doing here?
Don't you think
it's a little late to play innocent?
You're