After The Sunset Page #3
any more about it tonight.
Besides, I have plans
with Special Agent Lloyd of the FBI.
He's just arrived on the island.
Is that so?
Shall we?
We shall.
She's feisty.
Mmm. Isn't it beautiful?
Yeah.
Is it enough?
Of course it is.
Some people say the only way
to rid yourself of temptation
is to yield to it.
I don't know about that.
I say turn your back on temptation...
...or substitute something
more tempting.
See how easy that was?
What's the shortest amount of time
you've ever known a guy
before you kissed him?
I see what you're thinking,
and you can forget it.
Guys come down to this island looking
for a slice of paradise with a local girl,
and they will say anything to get it.
I resent being lumped in with all guys,
though, admittedly,
I would say anything right now.
How long have you been chasing Max?
Seven years... ever since the first
Napoleon Diamond went missing.
I got to the scene,
took a few shots at the getaway car.
Next day, bottle of champagne arrives
at FBI Headquarters for me,
with a note says,
"Aim for the tires next time. "
He was baiting you.
- Hmm.
- Is there a money trail?
Everything's plain...
taxes, bank accounts.
He doesn't buy
expensive paintings, yachts, nothing.
I think it's more about the challenge
and the alibi... that's his work of art.
Sounds like you admire him.
Would I like to live one day
in his velvety slippers?
Maybe
But I don't admire him.
He's beat me too many times for that.
Maybe you need the female touch.
That's exactly what I need.
Listen, I want a big arrest,
you need local help.
I'll extend the FBI courtesy on this one.
As long as I'm riding shotgun.
What's going on?
I'm expanding the deck.
You're trying to stay busy.
Look, on this deck,
we are going to sit here
and watch sunsets until we get old.
Can't wait.
Where are you going?
You said I need a hobby.
I guess I'll go find one.
Really?
I'll call you later.
He's here.
The centerpiece of our exhibit.
Napoleon had three priceless diamonds
set into the hilt of his sword.
After his defeat, they were pried out
and dispersed around the globe.
This is one of the rare occasions the last
remaining diamond is on public display.
And next, we have
some rare Egyptian gems.
Cute little rock.
I'm just here to look.
Just as well.
With six cameras...
four stationary, two revolving,
a dozen I.R. Motion sensors...
Sixteen.
You missed the ones at ankle level.
Plus your standard
Unbreakable polycarbonate display,
controlled by an uncopyable
magnetic key card.
I just realized...
you could never get it anyway.
You're right.
When you're right, you're right.
It's impossible.
Give me a ride.
I don't think so.
Maybe you should think again.
May I present Monsieur Henri Moor.
Mr. Burdett.
It is a pleasure to meet you, sir.
Oh, you're an American.
Hmm. Henri Moor?
Ah. My name is Henry Moore.
I placed the thing on the "e".
I felt it more appropriate
to my surroundings.
- Oh.
- Please.
I imagine you're wondering
why you're here.
Well...
Forgive Jean-Paul's tactics, Mr. Burdett,
but to put it bluntly, the impoverished
people of this island need your help.
Hmm.
Five years ago, I was
a successful businessman in Detroit.
While vacationing on this island,
I was sitting on the beach
drinking a...
Citron martini.
I don't recall what I was drinking...
it's not important.
But I experienced a revelation...
that I had been brought to this island to
provide the commensurate social services
that were sadly lacking
for the poorer elements of society here.
And you want me to buy a table
at your next fundraiser.
No, Mr. Burdett.
But I am offering you the opportunity
to participate in the vital growth
of my infrastructure.
Uh-huh. How's that?
I want you to steal me that diamond.
I'm not a criminal.
Right. Neither am I.
Good.
Then we understand each other.
- Yes.
- Yeah.
Let me show you around, Mr. Burdett.
Do you think it fair
that the indigenous of this island
are not allowed to enter the casinos
unless they work there?
Why is it that only the rich should enjoy
pharmaceutically-assisted moments
of personal introspection?
in owning your own machine gun.
The pleasures derived
from financially-procured
female companionship.
The underprivileged should not be
denied these essential diversions.
I mean, look around you, Mr. Burdett.
No one is turned away.
All I do, I do for the people.
And why do you need
the diamond for that?
I have an urgent need to expand
my humanitarian program.
A cash injection
in the tens of millions of dollars
would relieve the entire Caribbean.
What I'm suggesting
is a partnership, Mr. Burdett.
You are a stranger to this island.
I can give you what you don't have...
access to the marina, the crews,
rotation schedules, whatever you need.
I couldn't sleep.
Didn't wanna wake you.
I saw you on the ship yesterday.
I had a feeling you might be there, too.
Don't you ever feel
we weren't quite finished?
Look, Max, I miss it, too.
We were great.
And we went out
at the top of our game, undefeated.
The best time to quit.
Maybe
Max, I cased it.
It's not a one man job, and there's
no way you're pulling me into it.
We're retired.
Now the challenge is
to find joy in simple things.
And I like that challenge.
Yeah?
I lied on the ship.
I could get it.
Here's how.
I'd cut the camera feed
and go in from behind the exhibit.
It's blow able from the storage room,
and I'd do it after 10 P.M.
Why?
The retired arthritic cops
always get that shift.
So that's how you do it.
And now I've told you.
So now I can't.
Oh, my God.
- What are you doing?
- I'm cooking.
- Since when?
- This morning.
We are decent law-abiding people,
and decent law-abiding people
cook omelets for breakfast.
Oh.
State your business.
You almost had me last night
with that old David Copperfield
smoke and mirrors trick.
"Look at my assistant with the big tits
while I take the Rolex right off your wrist. "
What do you want about her?
I wanna know
how you're really gonna do it,
and you're gonna tell me
while we're fishing.
Fishing?
I don't fish.
I got a boat stacked with beer.
Drink it yourself.
You might as well come.
You're paying for it.
I charged it to my suite.
All the same, Stanley, I'll pass.
There is an option.
I get the local police to bring you down
to the station, we sweat you there.
And I do mean sweat.
There's no air conditioning.
So dress light.
The eggs on this island taste funny.
They must have some weird chickens.
What'll it be, Max?
I'll see you soon.
Tell me this isn't better
than standing in some lineup.
I've never been in a lineup.
Ooh, that's a hell of a watch.
What's that kind of thing run you?
A couple of grand.
Why don't you pick one up
on the Bureau's expense account?
Oh, they keep me on a real tight leash.
I got you to thank for that.
Ah.
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