A Lady Without Passport Page #5

you, mr. Sandring, will be

met at east savannah airport.

You take me

to chicago.

You'll be flown there in another plane

by mr. -

by our pilot.

After landing at a private airfield,

we will drive to east savannah airport.

From there,

you'll be flown

to new york

or chicago,

except, of course,

miss lorress,

who wishes to go

to charleston.

She and i will

leave you at savannah,

and i will

personally

escort her

to charleston.

Heading for

the promised land.

Dimitri matthias, 17,

tubercular.

Refused visa on account

of contagious disease.

A. Sestina, 47.

Naturalized in 1929,

stripped of u.s. Citizenship

and deported in 1938.

Will you sit down

and relax?

I guess he figures the

competition isn't so rough

in the rackets

these days,

and he

wants in again.

Elizaveth alonescu,

The lady doesn't believe in paying duty

on the jewelry she

brings into this country.

Marianne lorress.

Hello, sir, jack.

Hi.

Did you get her?

We located

james' plane.

It's been on the ground

in savannah since yesterday,

and he's off on a tear.

That's great.

We don't know when or

where they're coming in,

and the odds against

picking them up-

well, you can figure

that for yourself.

Cheer up, pete.

You did a good job,

and we might

get him yet.

The worst

that can happen

is that this bunch

will get through.

Yeah,

that's the worst.

What are you doing?

Soothing, isn't it?

Like an elevator.

Why are you

going down?

We're stopping at

jacksonville to refuel.

James, you're crazy to make

stops in this hot plane.

Got a heavy load.

Anyway, relax.

We're not stopping

at the main jacksonville airport.

We are stopping

to refuel.

No one will get

out of the plane,

and you will try

not to be seen

peering out

of the windows.

Hi.

Gas.

Ain't never seen

that plane

around here before,

have i?

No.

Make yourself

at home.

It'll just be

a few minutes.

Thanks.

Get you right quick.

Sure, he gave me

the message, baby,

but how many times

do i got to tell you

not to call me here?

The boss catches me

using the phone,

i'll get canned.

Yeah. I'll

see you tonight.

Good-bye.

Hey! That gas you-

hello. Hello!

What's the matter?

Immigration

on our tails.

The guy spotted us.

That plane, the one

immigration wants,

landed here.

Taking off now.

I think he got scared.

Hold it.

He just banked,

and i think he's...

heading due south

after takeoff just now.

8 people aboard.

Twin engine plane.

The color is...

yellow with green

stripe on sides.

Just took off from

south jacksonville airport.

Lieutenants carter,

maxon, and lynch,

take off and locate.

Control tower

to carter.

Patrol southwest area 6.

Roger.

Control tower

to lynch.

Patrol area two,

southeast.

Roger.

Control tower

to maxon.

Patrol area 4,

due south.

Due south? Do tell.

From naval

air station, jacksonville,

we have 3 boys up, and they

can do 100 miles an hour

faster than the ship

we're looking for.

We got them off the ground in time,

so this plane of yours

can't be far away.

Keep you advised.

Right.

Thank you.

Have you contacted

civil aeronautics

to radio every plane

in the area?

All private and commercial pilots

have been

notified.

They'll

report in

as they spot

the plane.

There'll be

no slip-up this time.

Just like we had him

in a sack.

Havana to jacksonville

is 550 miles.

They didn't refuel.

With that plane

and that load,

they've got

maybe enough gas

for another 300-

if they had

an auxiliary tank.

Well, they're

smart enough

not to fly

a heavy load in

without

auxiliary gas.

There isn't a field

where they can land

without being caught,

and every plane in the

territory is on the lookout.

I don't think i'd like to

be in that ship right now.

We stopped for gas,

then no gas. Why?

The pilot, he run

to the plane

like a man

with fright.

One does not

stop to refuel

if there

is no need.

There was need,

but no fuel.

Quiet!

You don't tell

sestina to be quiet.

Why no gas?

You say we fly to

savannah. That's north.

But i see the sun.

We go south.

My friends, no man

and no scheme is perfect.

There was always a chance

for a slip-up.

We have encountered

unforeseen difficulties.

Now, there's no need

to be excited.

We're merely

changing our plan.

How?

We'll find a field

and land,

get a car, and-

there's a plane

following us.

Navy.

Well, i'm sitting

in his lap.

What do i do now?

Pursue.

Report location,

direction, and speed.

5 miles

due east of lake marion.

Altitude, 2,000.

Air speed, 140.

That is all.

About 175 miles

from jacksonville.

He's got to come down

in the next hour.

Sit down anywhere, and they're

over you like a blanket.

Might be best

at that.

Do you like jail?

I can get along

without them,

but a 2-to-5 rap's the

worst they can hang on us.

You're wrong,

my friend.

Once we're caught

and they investigate,

there's the matter

of murder.

Not me.

Talk for yourself.

Not me, either.

Why should i

kill a man?

But there have been killings

under orders from an organization.

You and i are

that organization.

We both share

the responsibility.

You know, it gets

pretty tiresome

playing tag with a guy

when he won't run.

Why, i should have brought

along some papers to deliver,

like when i

had a bicycle.

Anyway, we're

trotting along

over lake okeechobee.

He's still heading south.

Friend of mine

has a boat

near the mouth

of the shark river.

It'll take us

to havana.

What will the navy

be doing?

He won't be around.

He can't follow

where we're going.

There's not

enough gas

to take us

to the keys.

In a very

little while,

we'll be going down.

Maybe we can slog through to the coast

if we're

still alive

after we land

in that.

South of okeechobee.

He's over

the everglades.

He must be almost

out of gas.

He must be

out of his mind.

Why doesn't he head

for someplace to land?

Where?

Any field. This is

committing suicide.

Still

it follows.

What kind of

a country is this?

Even in the air

of the united states,

police follow.

Say, uh, what's

for dinner tonight?

And if it's stew

again, i'll-

hey, wait a minute.

Why, that crazy dope

is going down.

He's gonna try

and crash-land.

We're over

the shark river.

They got themselves

a raft.

Them things

only hold 3 or 4.

What good is it

for 8?

A guy on the raft just

shot one of the other men.

There's two men

and a woman

going downriver

on a raft.

4 others heading

into the jungles,

where they'll be bait for

crocodiles or water moccasins.

It ain't good.

Well, i'm heading

back now.

Somebody better get

after these characters.

You figure the two men

on a life raft

must be palinov

and the pilot,

but why did they

take the girl?

Maybe they were afraid

they'd get lonesome.

They're headed

inland.

Let's go

after them.

Wait. Palinov

went downriver.

I know, pete.

Well, there's an even

chance of losing him.

He may have a boat

in one of the inlets.

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