Cassandra's Dream Page #6

We're gonna kill some guy for him?

He was desperate. If you look

at it from his point of view...

a favor that's easy to do,

you can ask anyone for, but-

if you have to ask someone a favor that's a real

favor, then you know who your friends are.

- To think we'd be capable of such a thing.

- I agree.

I mean, family is one thing,

but there are limits.

You'd never consider anything

like that, would you?

No. Would you?

- Not me. You think he hates us?

- I think he's disappointed.

Yeah, well, I am too.

Well, it's been a day of shattered hopes

for you, me and Howard.

Oh, Christ. You think he'll wind up

in prison for the rest of his life?

I don't know. It doesn't bear

thinkin' about. Terry...

- my hands are shakin'.

- I don't feel good, Ian.

Christ, I think

I'm gonna be sick.

Terry? Terry, wake up.

Terry, wake-wake-wake-wake-wake up.

It's all right. You're havin' a bad dream.

You're havin' a bad dream.

It's all right. Shh, shh, shh, shh.

My heart is pounding.

Yeah, you're really sweating.

What on earth were you dreaming?

Oh, Kate, we have to move.

- What are you talkin' about? We can't move.

- Oh, yeah, we have to move.

No, we live here.

Our lives are here. We're not moving.

What on earth were you dreaming?

For God's sake.

God! Who's that? It's 4:00 in the morning.

Christ.

- Who is it?

- Hello?

- It's me.

- What's wrong? Are you all right?

- Who is it?

- We need to talk.

What is it?

I don't want to

speak on the phone.

I just want to say that

I-I haven't slept all night.

I've been up and down

a dozen times thinkin' and...

the conclusion I've come to is that we're

gonna have to accommodate Uncle Howard.

He'll be in London for the next few weeks.

He, uh- He has a flat in Knightsbridge.

We need to get

a good look at him.

I'm having breakfast

with him at the Connaught.

I've-I've worked hard at- at, uh,

keeping good relations with him...

but, um, we both know

what the score is, that's for sure.

Anyway, I'll tell you when we're there

and then you can be there as well.

And you can stop

by the table and, uh-

and, uh, I'll introduce you, and then

you can get a good look at him.

It sounds good to me. We need to know

who it is that we're gonna- that we're gonna-

- You can't even say it.

- Terry.

- You can't even say what it is we're talking about.

- No, wait.

Wait, wait, wait. I-I thought, um-

I thought we were past this bit.

We are. We are.

We'll check him out at the Connaught.

All right, well, I'll give you,

um, all the information you need-

where he lives in London, his flat, you know,

when he visits his- his mother, phone numbers...

and then-

then it's in your hands.

Don't let me down.

Now, I shall be

in the Far East for a few days...

and I want it taken care of

while I'm away.

I don't want to know about it.

I just want it over and done with

when I get back.

Quick, simple, no witnesses.

And then just let it

fade into history.

You can count on us,

Uncle Howard. You can. Yeah.

I understand the- the magnitude

of the favor that I'm asking.

But I promise you, boys,

you won't be sorry.

Oh, I can't do it, Ian. I can't!

No, we're gonna do it, Terry. Because Uncle

Howard needs us to do this very badly.

Oh, let's not play games, Ian. You're

thinkin' of us, what we can get out of it.

I'm not playing games, Terry.

Your whole life is in the toilet unless you've

got some way of payin' off a 90,000 debt.

- I'm not as cool as you are, Ian.

- I am not cool, Terry.

I-I-I'm finding it very hard not to panic.

But this is a way out for me too.

Now you don't like playing on

the small-stake tables. Well, neither do I.

This is a big shot for me, Terry.

To make a big step up in life.

- Ian, it's murder. All right?

- I know what it is.

- Yeah, well, don't forget it!

- You don't have to explain it to me, Terry.

This guy is just a total stranger to us who's

doing a very bad thing to Uncle Howard.

Christ. Why can't he listen to reason?

Why's he have to go opening

his mouth to investigators?

Look, I've been thinking about this, Terry.

You push a button and it's over.

Except it's not a button, Ian.

For Christ's sake! Why do you have

to keep making matters worse?

It's a job. If we were in the army...

we'd be expected to

kill strangers every day...

to profit men who're

up to here in corruption.

Well, I can't look him

face-to-face and then kill him.

This is wrong, Ian!

It's just wrong!

Christ. Will you stop lookin' at everything

through a bloody microscope?

As soon as you look at anything too closely,

you reveal all the ugly imperfections.

Look, for the first time in my life,

I've met a woman and I'm in love with her.

Now if you don't want to

do this, I'll do it myself.

We'll get caught! Every murderer

thinks he can get away with it...

and then something little

goes wrong and it's over.

No, you're wrong. You're wrong.

Most killings go unsolved.

The real world is not what

you watch on the television.

Well, if we do it,

there's no turnin' back.

Look. I think I know how you feel

when you're at the card table.

I feel like I'm in a dream.

I think we have got the winning hand, and I

want to plunge forward. I want to push my luck.

I can't look him in the eye

and then kill him. Right?

Okay, okay.

We'll just observe him from

a distance at breakfast, all right?

We'll get a good look and then

there'll be no mistakin' him.

Stop staring, Ian.

I want to get a good look at him.

That poor bastard.

Eatin' his breakfast.

He has no idea

his days are numbered.

Oh, life can be so wicked, Ian.

Have you got a good look at him, Terry?

Will you remember his face? I will.

I just got a small part in this French film

that I auditioned for.

The director thinks

I'd look classy in bed.

- Do you speak French?

- Mmm. I'm fluent, actually.

My uncle is learning Chinese

at his age. It's brilliant.

You guys close?

He lives in California.

He's got a big house, beautiful pool, car.

He's a great guy. Would you sleep

with a director to get a part?

Well, that depends upon the part

and who the director is...

and whether or not

I've had enough to drink.

That's not a very

comforting answer.

I didn't like the question.

- Bernard?

- No, it's not Bernard. It's me.

- Ian.

- Christ, I've been waitin' out here all night.

- What are you talking about?

- Who's Bernard?

Who is Bernard leaving

your apartment in the morning?

- Ian, have you- have you been spying on me?

- Who is he?

Is he the director or the producer

of your new French film?

Ian, I can't believe you've

been waiting outside my flat.

Angela, I thought we were

making plans together.

- Well, what kind of plans?

- I thought we were going to California together.

Ian, I have a life here.

I can't just pack up and go.

You'll have your business and

I'll end up waiting on tables.

You won't have to wait on tables.

I'll be there lookin' out for you.

l- I don't understand

what you want from me.

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