Assignment to Kill Page #6

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You're not that pretty.

You're smoking again.

I am?

Yeah. Uh...

Is he going to meet you?

I think he will.

You sound pretty sure of yourself.

You say that as though you resent it.

I resent what you're sure about...

Bribing people,

Committing minor crimes.

Protecting your life.

I'm sorry.

I'm nervous...

And a little frightened.

And hungry.

You haven't eaten all day.

I know.

Want me to get a sandwich for you?

I'd rather save it

for a good dinner tonight.

That's a promise.

Well, I guess I shouldn't be here.

When your partner in crime arrives.

He's a pretty nervous fellow already.

I'll go back to my

place, and I'll change...

Uh, I'd rather you

wait for me at the hotel.

Because I said I was frightened.

Or because you are?

It's safer at the hotel.

If I hadn't talked you out

of taking that plane tonight,

Would you have gone

anyway and left me alone?

Yes.

I think I could've talked you out of it.

Uh-huh. Now who's sure of herself?

Well, I am on more familiar ground.

I'm glad you reminded me.

I am hungry.

Sit down.

Did you, uh...

Did you, uh, bring the seal?

Have you got the document?

What kind of contract is this?

Don't look at it. It'll

only make you nervous.

Oh, but I am nervous.

Really?

You know, what I'm

doing is highly irregular...

Criminal, you know.

I've never done such

a thing before in my life.

No one ever asked you to before?

What happens if this

comes back on me, and...

Sign anybody's name. I don't care.

Whose signature is on the bottom.

You don't care?

No.

Ah, then I can put

the name of my colleague.

Then they won't ask me

anything. They'll ask him.

Then if there's any

trouble, he'll be the one...

Stop enjoying it so

much. I'll cut the price.

But you said $500.

You showed me the

envelope with $500 in it.

A man must have his principles.

All right, all right,

$500. Just sign it.

Well...

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Oh, Mr. Cutting.

Your key.

Miss Laurant is upstairs?

She was,

But then the telephone operator.

Gave her the message

from you, and she left.

Message from me?

Yes.

What did I say?

You said to her to go to her apartment,

And you would meet her there.

When did she leave?

Oh, 15, 20 minutes ago.

You did give that message.

To the operator,

didn't you, Mr. Cutting?

Sure.

Do you have a telephone I could use?

Certainly.

That one, please.

Thank you.

My name is Cutting, room 236.

Give me 27-4949.

Don't speak.

Uhh!

Mr. Cutting?

Yes?

Good morning. I am the hotel manager.

How do you do?

I received a message

for you from Mr. Wilson.

From Mr. Valayan's chalet.

He said to tell you

he received your message,

And that he'll meet you.

At the top of the cable

cars station at 1:00.

Thank you.

Do you know where that is?

I'll find it.

I hope you enjoy your stay with us.

I hope so, too.

You do move fast.

Didn't you expect me to?

I didn't expect you to come up here.

You should've kept your men on me.

Until I got on the plane to New York.

You're right. It's one mistake I made.

You made more than one.

What do you want, Cutting?

Why did you come up here?

I want to talk to Valayan.

What about?

Him, not you.

Do you ski?

No.

You should try it. It's a great sport.

Do you make the appointment,

Or I do it without you?

I don't think you can do it without me.

You said you made one

mistake with me already.

Are you getting anxious?

Can't quite figure

what you're playing for.

Sit in on the meeting with Valayan.

It'll explain everything.

I'll send a car for you.

The official decision is...

That she slipped in the bathtub,

Which caused her to strike her head,

And that death was instantaneous.

And accidental.

Of course, it would

have been very difficult.

For Walter Green to

have slipped accidentally.

Under the wheels of the train.

But again, of course,

he might possibly have chosen.

This method to commit suicide.

I said possibly.

Anything is possible.

Even in Switzerland,

Where everything is

so orderly and precise,

It is possible that a man might decide.

To take the law into his own hands,

Which would be disorderly and imprecise.

That's you.

On the other hand,

It might make it impossible,

Because of the precision

of the laws in our country,

To act as one might wish to act.

That's me.

So, me...

Uh, I, that is...

Will permit you to

carry on in your own way.

Up to a point.

There's an expression which I heard.

From your country.

Which is not flattering,

but it is amusing.

It goes...

"never trust a cop.

You never know when

he might go straight."

Follow me, please.

Mr. Cutting.

Mr. Valayan.

Good afternoon, Mr. Cutting.

This is my daughter Cynthia.

How do you do?

I'll leave you gentlemen

to your business.

I told Matt he ought

to have asked you to lunch,

But by the time I

knew of our appointment,

It was too late.

Another time, perhaps.

Thank you.

This is your first trip here?

Yes.

It's quite beautiful, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

I never tire of it...

The change of light in the valleys...

And on the peaks.

Do they make you feel small?

Mmm, no.

They make me feel small sometimes.

I'm not trying to be

bigger than they are.

Oh, I see what you mean.

You mean that I'm competing with them,

And you're not.

Something like that.

Yes, that's quite interesting.

Can I offer you a drink?

No. No, thank you.

Oh, do sit down, please.

Thank you.

Matt told me you were

a very unusual man,

But he didn't seem to know.

What you really wanted

to speak to me about.

It's a very simple request.

I want Matt Wilson.

What do you mean by that?

I want to hang him for murder.

Why?

Because he committed murder...

A man who worked for you...

Walter Green.

I see.

Were there any witnesses?

One...

Who saw the whole thing.

And who was that?

Me.

That's a lie.

You're right.

What do you want, Mr. Cutting?

Wilson... nothing else.

When did this murder take place?

Early yesterday morning.

Matt was here at that time.

He'd driven up from Zurich.

You don't want to say that.

Don't I?

No.

Why?

The strength of your

empire is its secrecy...

No books, no rules,

No records...

Nothing to explain.

For the same reasons,

Very difficult to defend.

How would you defend

a rumor that... let's say...

Your oil leases are being confiscated?

How could you produce a contract,

And to whom would you show it?

A single rumor.

Might reduce your holdings by, say...

It might even crack.

Your whole interlocking

financial empire.

I don't know.

It's an interesting theory, Mr. Cutting.

You know, he's right, Matt.

Do you realize that? Absolutely right.

Up to a point.

If someone had the

time and money to invest,

It would be inconvenient for me.

But that's all, Mr. Cutting...

Just inconvenient.

And I can assure you.

That my interlocking financial empire.

Would remain intact.

It took Walter Green almost 5 months.

To get Matt Wilson's

personal account number.

I've written it down.

And the name of the bank.

It shouldn't take

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