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Robert Cath (Character)
from The Last Express (1997) (VG)

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The Last Express (1997) (VG)
[Cath walks up to Alexei's table]
Robert Cath: Mind if I join you?
Alexei Dolnikov: [reluctantly] Why not?
[Cath sits down. Alexei silently sips his soup]
Robert Cath: I didn't mean to scare you off.
Alexei Dolnikov: For me, a bowl of soup is enough. I can take no pleasure in food, while millions of my countrymen go without bread. Good day.
[Alexei gets up and stalks off, leaving a confused Cath]

Anna Wolff: Don't you care about Rasputin?
Robert Cath: [playfully] Oh, sure I do, I like it. Just when you think he's dead, he pops back up again... Good night, Miss Wolff.

Robert Cath: Come in, make yourself comfortable. Why, thank you, Kahina. I think I will.
Kronos: Good morning, Mr. Cath. I hope you have good news for me today.
Robert Cath: That depends. Do you still want the Firebird?
Kronos: Do you have it?
Robert Cath: What happened to Tyler?
Kronos: The misadventures of Mr. Whitney and his colleagues are of no interest to me. Let us conclude this transaction quickly. We both have many other things to do. I with my collection and you with your travels and special interests. Your treatment of Vassili Alexandrovitch for example...
[Takes a pill and sniffs it]
Kronos: Datura stramonium. Very interesting.
Robert Cath: It's very simple.
Kronos: Simple to us perhaps. But few European doctors would have thought of it. Once in Nigeria... But I digress, do you have the Firebird?
Robert Cath: Not technically.
Kronos: Then I shall waste no more of your time. I shall look forward to our next meeting, Mr. Cath.

Anna Wolff: And you were with an English woman. Was she your wife?
August Schmidt: Um, yes, um. That is, eh... Ah, Miss Wolf, may I present my colleague from America, Mr. Tyler Whitney. Herr Whitney, Miss Anna Wolf.
Anna Wolff: I - I'm sorry, I didn't catch the name.
Robert Cath: Tyler Whitney, have we met before?
Anna Wolff: I seem to remember hearing of a Mr. Whitney years ago in New York. You were trying to raise money to start a revolution in Cuba, isn't that right?
Robert Cath: Mexico. And it wasn't me. It must've been some place else that we've met.
August Schmidt: Herr Whitney is well known as a champion of freedom and justice in countries other than his own. But please don't let us interrupt your dinner.
Anna Wolff: Not at all. You're both very kind. One does get so bored on these long journeys. Good evening.
August Schmidt: [In the smoking salon] A beautiful woman.
Robert Cath: Is she?
August Schmidt: And a brilliant performer. To look at her, you would never think she was Jewish. Until Munich, sir!

Anna Wolff: [if she catches Cath in her compartment before or after the concert] What are you doing here?
Robert Cath: Searching your compartment.
Anna Wolff: [crossing her arms] What did you expect to find?
Robert Cath: Something that used to belong to a friend of mine.
Anna Wolff: [points to the corridor] Get out!
Robert Cath: By the way, you play beautifully. Too bad you didn't stick to music.
[leaves]

Kronos: [Cath meets Kronos for the first time in his private car] What an unexpected pleasure Mr. Robert Cath.
Robert Cath: Usually, people call me Tyler Whitney.
Kronos: You should take care when choosing a name for yourself. Names have power. The most primitive cultures understood this. But of course, it will be as you prefer.
Robert Cath: Not everyone has the luxury of choosing his own name Mister...
Kronos: Kronos. Whether you are Cath or Whitney is a matter of indifference to me. I am prepared to continue the discussions begun by my agent in Paris. Provided that you have the piece of which you spoke.
Robert Cath: Is Kronos your first name or your last name?
Kronos: I HAVE NO TIME TO... continue these delightful discussions of names. I have brought with me a rather heavy briefcase. I would like to know now if the proposed exchange interests you and if you are capable of completing it.
Robert Cath: Not just at the moment, but I have hopes of being able to do so.
Kronos: In that case we have nothing further to discuss. I myself must leave the train in Vienna. In case we don't see each other again, I wish you a pleasant journey to Istanbul and continued success in evading the British and French authorities. Have a pleasant evening, Mr. Cath. Kahina will show you out.

Robert Cath: [Confronting Milos in the engine cab] You won't make it.
Milos: You are not a Slav, this I understand. But how can you help the Austrians?
Robert Cath: I'm not helping anybody, I have a ticket in my pocket to Constantinople and I'm not gonna waste it.
Milos: Is this a joke to you?
Robert Cath: Who killed Tyler?
Milos: Tyler gave his life for our freedom. And you, what do you believe in? You believe in nothing?
Anna Wolff: [shoots Milos dead and he falls off the train] Good, we're slowing down.
Anna Wolff: [to the engineer] You can stop shoveling now.

Anna Wolff: [smoking in the personnel compartment of the baggage car] It seems you'll make it to Constantinople after all. Congratulations, you've won... What about finding out who killed Tyler? Or have you forgotten about him?
Robert Cath: Maybe it was one of the Serbs. Maybe Mahmoud... what difference does it make? They're all dead. I can't help Tyler, I can't help anyone. You were right, I never should have gotten mixed up in this. And neither should you.
Anna Wolff: At least I'm serving my country.
Robert Cath: What country? You're Jewish, you speak German, you come from Hungary - what is your country?
Anna Wolff: My father spent his life in the Austrian military, my brother was killed in action. I think that gives me the right to consider myself an Austrian.
Robert Cath: I hope the Emperor appreciates your sacrifice.
Anna Wolff: [pause] What about you? Once you get into Constantinople, where will you go then?
Robert Cath: To Jerusalem. There's a man there who has a manuscript that I'd like to get a look at. Do you want to come with me?
Anna Wolff: Oh, if I only could...
Robert Cath: Don't you think the Empire can totter along for a while without your help? I mean it, come to Jerusalem with me.
Anna Wolff: I'm thinking about it.

Robert Cath: [Sees Anna reading in her compartment] I was afraid you'd gotten off in Vienna.
Anna Wolff: In Vienna? Why should I?
Robert Cath: I don't know. But I'm glad to see you.
Anna Wolff: The journey will be over soon enough.
Robert Cath: [after a silent second] So, what happens to August Schmidt now?
Anna Wolff: He will find the police waiting for him in Budapest, the guns will be discovered and confiscated.
Robert Cath: [thinly veiled sarcasm] I see, a job well done. You must be very proud of yourself.
Anna Wolff: [Getting nasty] You are one to talk. Is smuggling guns your idea of an honorable profession?
Robert Cath: Is that my profession?
Anna Wolff: It's like a game to you-taking sides. Today you help the Bosnians, tomorrow the English... Do you want to know why Tyler died? I'll tell you. For a thousand years people have been killing each other over the Balkans, it's not about to stop for one American. Our history is a chain of blood, it reaches deep into the past, it binds us, and it has nothing to do with you. Tyler is dead, you can't bring him back. Why don't you go home before the same thing happens to you?
Robert Cath: Tyler was my friend. Maybe the word doesn't mean much to you. To me, when a friend asks for help and you get there too late, you don't leave it at that.
Anna Wolff: Go away, please.

August Schmidt: [meeting Robert Cath for the very first time in the Restaurant Car] Ah, Herr Whitney, you are different then I'd imagined.
Robert Cath: Sorry to keep you waiting, I ran across an old friend.
August Schmidt: One does have the most unexpected encounters on trains. Shall we get down to business? Have you brought the gold...? First you kept me waiting, now you don't answer me! I have fulfilled my half of the bargain, if something has gone wrong, I would like to know it.
Robert Cath: Nothing has gone wrong.
August Schmidt: I'm glad. I trust you will mind if I ask to see the gold?
Robert Cath: I trust you won't mind either I ask to see what I'm buying.
August Schmidt: To see it? But you know that is impossible. The merchandise will be put on the train at Munich, it is what we agreed!
Robert Cath: Good then we're even. Herr Schmidt, it's been a pleasure. We'll talk again after Munich.
[leaves the table]

August Schmidt: [Cath is preparing to detach the Restaurant Car from the sleeping carriages] Now I see. You think you can hijack this train and get my merchandise with paying for it?
Robert Cath: [occurs if you don't read August's letter to Baron Unruh] Goodbye, August.
Robert Cath: [if you do... ] August, let me tell you something: Faulein Wolff is a spy. Your friends back in Germany said you'd have to get caught smuggling arms.
August Schmidt: Fraulein Wolff, a spy? And me, August Schmidt, betrayed? This can not be!
August Schmidt: [as the cars slowly pull apart] Tyler Whitney! We will meet again!
Robert Cath: Oh and there's just one more thing: My name isn't Whitney, it's Cath. Robert Cath.
August Schmidt: [checking his right ear] WHAT?
Robert Cath: MY NAME IS ROBERT CATH!

Robert Cath: [In the smoking salon before Vienna] Mind if I join you?
August Schmidt: Of course. Cigar? The best Havana!
Robert Cath: No thanks.
August Schmidt: Americans don't know how to have pleasure. How can there be a life of the spirit if the body is not fed?
Robert Cath: How's Fraulein Wolff?
August Schmidt: I shall dine with her this evening.
Robert Cath: Tell me, August, how did a spiritual person like yourself end up as a munitions maker?
August Schmidt: You would find that quite difficult to understand. Unlike you, Herr Whitney, I am not motivated only by gold. I am always thinking of the higher interest of my fatherland.
Robert Cath: Where does the fatherland's interest lie in arming a band of Serbian terrorists?
August Schmidt: Terrorists? You surprise me. I had thought you would at least keep up the pretense of sympathy with the group that is paying you.
Robert Cath: I never said I wasn't sympathetic. I said they were terrorists. And you haven't answered my question. The last time I looked at a newspaper Serbia was allied to Russia and France.
August Schmidt: Your question is not a bad one. I leave it to you to find the answer.

August Schmidt: [plays if Cath shows August the Firebird egg] Have you brought the gold?
Robert Cath: I brought this.
August Schmidt: What is this?
Robert Cath: Something more precious than gold.
August Schmidt: Herr Whitney, I am not a Jewish pawnbroker! Our terms of payment were precise! If you cannot fulfill them, I shall consider our agreement broken and your reputation greatly overrated. Good day!

Robert Cath: [in the smoking salon if Cath hasn't been introduced to Anna via August] Are you reading about Madame Caillaux?
Anna Wolff: I don't believe we've been introduced.
Robert Cath: We haven't. I'm Tyler Whitney.
Anna Wolff: I know. Herr Schmidt told me who you were. If you'll excuse me, I'd like to finish my magazine.
Robert Cath: You still haven't told me your name.

Trainmaster: Monsieur, can I help you?
Robert Cath: Yes, I wanted to get something out of my suitcase.
Trainmaster: The baggage car is off-limits to passengers. Suitcases cannot be opened during the journey.
Robert Cath: Not even by you.
Trainmaster: The baggage compartment is sealed, Monsieur. In this way, passengers on the Orient Express are spared the inconvenience of customs checks. Now, I really must invite you to return to the passenger car.

Milos: Come in. It's good you're here. We have many plans to make.
Robert Cath: Your plans are your business. I want to talk about Tyler. I want to know who you think killed him.
Milos: Sit down. Let's have a drink.
Milos: [pours a glass] When we left Paris, I felt there was something wrong with Tyler. To me he says nothing. But he was like a frightened man. Always looking over his shoulder.
Robert Cath: That's not like Tyler. I thought there was something wrong in his letter.
Robert Cath: I tell you he was afraid of something. There was a shadow on him, I look into his eyes I see death.
Robert Cath: There were marks on his face, three lines like a knife.
Milos: It was none of my men. I loved Tyler like he was my brother. If I find out who killed him, I'll tear him apart with my own hands. Drink!
Robert Cath: It's a little early in the day for that. I'll see you later, Milos.
[Opens the door for Vesna]
Robert Cath: Why don't you come in... you'll be able to hear better.