Please. M. Gustave smiles sadly. He bows. The hotel car skids away. Silence. M. Gustave sprays himself four times with the perfume atomizer. His posture and bearing immediately improve. He turns to Zero. Pause. M. Gustave holds out the bottle. Zero looks confused -- then simultaneously flattered and hesitant. He takes the cologne and spritzes himself once lightly. He gives a polite nod and returns the bottle. A train pulls into the station, and M. Gustave and Zero race out onto the platform. CUT TO: A stack of wooden planks next to the opening in the cell floor. Ten guards and twenty soldiers stand crowded in the little room looking down at the hole. Henckel’s head pokes up from the crawl-space below. He wears a look of grim determination as he delivers the following: HENCKELS I want roadblocks at every junction for fifty kilometers. I want railblocks at every train station for a hundred kilometers. I want fifty men and ten bloodhounds ready in five minutes. We’re going to strip-search everypretzel-haus, waffel-hut, biergarten-- and especially every grand hotel -- from Äugenzburg to Zilchbrück. These men are dangerous, professional criminals. (At least, three of them are, anyway.) Henckels hesitates. He squints across the room. He points. HENCKELS Who are you? The guards and soldiers all turn to look past the bunks behind them and clear the view to: Jopling alone in the dim back corner. HENCKELS What are you doing here? Civilian personnel aren’t permitted in the cell- block. This is a military investigation.
The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
M. IVAN
A screenplay character in The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014).
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Please. M. Gustave smiles sadly. He bows. The hotel car skids away. Silence. M. Gustave sprays himself four times with the perfume atomizer. His posture and bearing immediately improve. He turns to Zero. Pause. M. Gustave holds out the bottle. Zero looks confused -- then simultaneously flattered and hesitant. He takes the cologne and spritzes himself once lightly. He gives a polite nod and returns the bottle. A train pulls into the station, and M. Gustave and Zero race out onto the platform. CUT TO: A stack of wooden planks next to the opening in the cell floor. Ten guards and twenty soldiers stand crowded in the little room looking down at the hole. Henckel’s head pokes up from the crawl-space below. He wears a look of grim determination as he delivers the following: HENCKELS I want roadblocks at every junction for fifty kilometers. I want railblocks at every train station for a hundred kilometers. I want fifty men and ten bloodhounds ready in five minutes. We’re going to strip-search everypretzel-haus, waffel-hut, biergarten-- and especially every grand hotel -- from Äugenzburg to Zilchbrück. These men are dangerous, professional criminals. (At least, three of them are, anyway.) Henckels hesitates. He squints across the room. He points. HENCKELS Who are you? The guards and soldiers all turn to look past the bunks behind them and clear the view to: Jopling alone in the dim back corner. HENCKELS What are you doing here? Civilian personnel aren’t permitted in the cell- block. This is a military investigation.
scene 35 — EXT. TRAIN STATION. NIGHT