Comrade X Page #7

ME WHO HIS EMPLOYER IS.

NOW HE HAS TOLD.

I HAVE:

TOLD NOTHING!

SEND TO THE PRESS BUREAU FOR

ALL COPY MAIL OUT OF RUSSIA

FOR EVERY FOREIGN CORRESPONDEN IN THE LAST 8 MONTHS.

AT ONCE,

COMMISSAR.

HAVE THEM BROUGH TO MY OFFICE,

AND NO CORRESPONDENT IS ALLOWED TO

LEAVE HIS ROOM OR USE THE TELEPHONE.

HERR VON HOFER?

YOU MAY RETURN:

TO YOUR ROOM.

YOUR COPY WILL BE READ

THROUGH THIS HANDKERCHIEF.

I'LL NOTIFY YOU

OF ANY RESULTS.

YES, COMMISSAR. I CAN ONLY

WISH YOU A QUICK SUCCESS.

AND YOU,

MR. THOMPSON,

I'M AFRAID, WILL HAVE

TO POSTPONE FOR A WHILE

YOUR DEPARTURE:

FROM RUSSIA.

SAY, YOU COULDN' DRIVE ME AWAY NOW.

I'LL BE ON PINS AND NEEDLES

UNTIL YOU FIND THE HEEL

THAT'S LETTING THIS POOR

GOOF TAKE THE RAP FOR HIM.

PROMISE YOU'LL LET ME

KNOW THE MINUTE IT BREAKS.

I'LL BE SITTING

RIGHT BY THE PHONE.

YOU SHALL BE:

THE FIRST TO HEAR.

THANKS.

THANKS, COMMISSAR.

COME ON, THEODORE.

I HATE YOU.

SHAME ON YOU TO SAY

YOU HATE YOUR OWN HUSBAND.

JUST A MOMENT.

DID YOU SAY HUSBAND?

YES.

QUIT JOKING. THE

COMMISSAR HAS WORK TO DO.

DON'T TOUCH ME!

YOU LIED TO ME.

HE TOLD ME HE WAS

A COMMUNIST,

INTERESTED:

IN WORLD REVOLUTION.

HE SWORE IT!

YOU KNOW HOW IT IS WHEN YOU'RE

CRAZY IN LOVE WITH A GIRL

AND SHE'S A LITTLE

CRACKED ON SOME SUBJECT.

COME ON, HONEY.

ONE MOMENT,

MR. THOMPSON.

YOU TRY TO LEAVE

RUSSIA SUDDENLY,

AND ON THE EVE:

OF YOUR DEPARTURE,

YOU MARRY THE DAUGHTER

OF A MAN WHO STUPIDLY TRIES

TO TAKE THE BLAME

FOR BEING COMRADE X.

THAT'S QUITE AN INTERESTING

STORY, COMMISSAR.

WHY DON'T YOU SEND

THESE PEOPLE HOME,

AND WE'LL HAVE A LONG

TALK ABOUT IT?

YOU ARE GOING TO BE HELD IN

THE KREMLIN, MR. THOMPSON-

YOU, THIS MAN, AND THIS WOMAN

- BUT NOT FOR LONG.

I PROMISE YOU, YOURS

WILL BE THE FIRST COPY

WHICH I WILL READ

THROUGH THIS HANDKERCHIEF.

TAKE THE PRISONERS.

WHAT IS THIS?

WHY AM I TREATED

LIKE THIS?

I CAME HERE AS:

YOUR FRIEND TO CONFESS!

HERE'S A MESSAGE TO

THE AMERICAN EMBASSY.

I DEMAND YOU:

HAVE IT DELIVERED.

TAKE THE PRISONERS.

PLEASE,

COME WITH US.

WHY DID YOU DO:

THIS TO ME, MAC?

WHY DOES A MAN LIE TO A WOMAN?

BECAUSE:

HE LOVES HER.

HE SAYS,

PLEASE, NOT TO TALK.

COME ON, VANYA.

YOU'RE A BIG BOY NOW.

YOU MUSTN'T CRY.

I'M CRYING FOR YOU

AND FOR GOLUBKA.

LOOK WHAT I HAVE

DONE TO YOU.

WHAT DOES IT MATTER?

I KNOW:

WHAT YOU FEEL.

YOU ARE YOUNG,

AND YOU ARE IN LOVE.

WHAT IS LOVE?

AN ACCIDENT.

GORKI SAYS LOVE IS THE FAILURE

OF THE MIND TO UNDERSTAND NATURE.

GORKI, SCHMORKI.

I SAY YOU SHOULD BE LYING

IN A FIELD OF DAISIES,

AND LOOK WHERE:

I HAVE BROUGHT YOU.

WHAT DOES IT MATTER?

MANY HAVE DIED:

FOR RUSSIA.

WE ARE 3 MORE.

I FORGIVE YOU, FATHER.

AND YOU, TOO, COMRADE.

I FORGIVE YOU.

YOU'RE NO SORE AT ME?

YOU'RE GOING TO PAY

FOR YOUR CRIME.

IN A LITTLE WHILE, YOU WILL

BE LYING SILENT...FOREVER.

HEY, LISTEN, HONEY.

I TAKE A LOT OF KILLING.

COME ON.

FORGIVE ME AGAIN.

MAXIMILIAN!

THEODORE!

WHO ARE THOSE:

JITTERBUGS?

HER FRIENDS.

WHAT, UM...

WHAT ARE THEY SINGING?

SAME THING THEY ALWAYS SING IN PRISON:

"WE ARE FREE."

I'M HAPPY NOW.

THEY'RE ALL HERE.

YEAH. YES, IT DOES

MAKE IT KIND OF HOMEY.

IS, UH...BASTAKOFF A MEMBER

OF YOUR LITERARY GROUP?

PLEASE DON' SPEAK HIS NAME.

WHY NOT?

WE WILL DIE WITHOU BETRAYING HIM.

KIND OF SMART OF HIM

TO STAY AWAY.

WE ARE IN THE CELL

FOR THE DEAD.

OUR TIME:

WILL COME SOON.

BASTAKOFF WILL BE

PROUD OF US.

HEY, LISTEN, BABY. YOU'RE TWO

JUMPS AHEAD OF A BUTTERFLY NET,

LIKE NEARLY ALL:

THE RUSSIANS I KNOW.

THEY'VE ALL BLINDFOLDED

THEMSELVES,

AND THEY'RE HANGING FROM THE

CHANDELIERS BY THEIR TOES,

THROWING ROCKS:

AT EACH OTHER,

AND FOR A FINISH, THEY'LL

SET FIRE TO THEIR PANTS.

THEY'RE ALL A LOT OF POLITICAL

PALOOKAS PLAYING AT HALLOWEEN,

AND WHEN YOU ASK THEM

WHAT THEY'RE DOING,

THEY'LL HOLLER BACK,

"IDEALS."

WELL, I GOT A FEW IDEALS

OF MY OWN, BABY,

AND RIGHT NOW, THEY TELL

ME THAT YOU WEREN'T MEAN TO BE A MOTORMAN

OR A PUMPKIN-HEAD.

YOU'RE A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN,

AND NOBODY'S GOING TO TURN A

MACHINE GUN ON YOU IF I CAN HELP IT.

THAT'S MY POLITIC.

WHAT DID:

THE OFFICER SAY?

THE SAME THING:

AS BEFORE-

HE'S GOING TO TELL SOMEBODY UPSTAIRS

- BUT HE'S LYING.

HE'S BEEN LYING

ALL NIGHT.

WE ARE NEXT.

OH, I'D LIKE TO GE SOME SLEEP BEFORE I DIE.

I UNDERSTAND YOU HAVE A

CONFESSION TO MAKE. PROCEED.

I WANT TO TALK:

TO VASILIEV.

WHY DO YOU WISH:

TO TALK TO VASILIEV?

HERE'S MY PROPOSITION. YOU TAKE

ME UP TO HIM, AND I'LL GIVE HIM

THE NAME OF THE MAN WHO TRIED

TO ASSASSINATE HIM YESTERDAY,

THE LEADER OF:

THIS COUNTERREVOLUTION,

AND I'LL GIVE HIM A PICTURE OF

THE FELLOW DOING THE SHOOTING.

YOU HAVE THIS?

VASILIEV HAS BEEN EXECUTING

A LOT OF HARMLESS PEOPLE HERE

WHO DON'T KNOW

WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT.

HE DOESN'T KNOW THA THEY'RE JUST BEING USED

BY THIS UNDERHANDED,

DOUBLE-CROSSING KILLER.

HE'S BAD, DANGEROUS.

HE MEANS BUSINESS.

YOU PHOTOGRAPHED HIM WHILE

HE WAS SHOOTING VASILIEV?

THAT'S RIGHT, AND I'M READY TO

MAKE A DEAL WITH THE COMMISSAR.

I HAVE REPEATED TO THE

COMMISSAR YOUR INFORMATION.

HE WILL SEE YOU NOW.

THANKS.

HOW DO YOU DO,

MR. THOMPSON?

HELLO.

I'M MICHAEL BASTAKOFF.

SO I SEE.

YOU ARE SURPRISED

TO SEE ME.

YES, MR. BASTAKOFF,

AND I DON' SURPRISE EASY.

SIT DOWN.

THANKS.

I TAKE IT COMRADE

VASILIEV IS NOT AROUND.

MY PREDECESSOR WAS A VICTIM

LAST NIGHT OF A TRAFFIC ACCIDENT.

IS HE EXPECTED:

TO RECOVER?

NO. HE CAUGHT PNEUMONIA.

I UNDERSTAND YOU KNOW ME,

MR. THOMPSON.

I HAD THE PLEASURE

OF SEEING YOU:

IN YOUR COFFIN,

MR. BASTAKOFF.

YOU ARE MORE NAIVE THAN

I EXPECTED, MR. THOMPSON,

BUT ONE CAN NEVER HOPE

TO MEET A REALIS AND AN AMERICAN

AT THE SAME TIME.

FIRST, ALLOW ME TO ASSURE

YOU I GREATLY ADMIRE

THE GENIUS YOU HAVE

REVEALED AS COMRADE X.

YOU FINALLY TRACKED

ME DOWN, HUH?

WE ARE WASTING TIME,

MR. THOMPSON.

YOU HAVE:

A PHOTOGRAPH OF ME.

YES-

RUNNING FOR OFFICE.

MAY I SEE IT?

SURE.

HOW QUICKLY FORTUNE CHANGES

WHEN WE HELP IT A LITTLE.

HA HA! IT IS NO VERY FLATTERING, HUH?

HA HA!

YOU HAVE OTHER:

PRINTS OF THIS?

NO.

ONLY THE NEGATIVE.

AND THAT IS HIDDEN.

RIGHT.

I SEE I AM DEALING WITH A

RESOURCEFUL MAN, MR. THOMPSON.

MAY I ASK YOU ALSO TO BE A

REALIST FOR A FEW MINUTES?

I WILL BE FRANK:

WITH YOU.

THIS PHOTOGRAPH IS

EXCEEDINGLY EMBARRASSING TO ME.

IT REVEALS A PHASE OF MY LIFE

THAT I HAVE, UH...OUTGROWN.

I IMAGINE THE FAC THAT 100 RUSSIANS

WERE EXECUTED:

LAST NIGH FOR BEING FOLLOWERS

OF BASTAKOFF:

IS ALSO A LITTLE

EMBARRASSING.

IT IS, MR. THOMPSON,

I ADMIT.

ESPECIALLY SINCE

IT WAS BASTAKOFF

WHO ORDERED:

THEIR EXECUTION.

I WILL CONTINUE TO BE

FRANK, MR. THOMPSON,

BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO BE

EQUALLY FRANK WITH ME.

IN ASSUMING THE POS OF POLICE CHIEF,

MY FIRST DUTY WAS TO CONVINCE

THE GOVERNMENT OF MY SINCERITY.

WHAT MORE CONVINCING

GESTURE COULD I MAKE

THAN THE LIQUIDATION

OF MY OWN DISCIPLES?

THE PARTY ITSELF

HAS CONGRATULATED ME.

I DON'T GET IT.

FOR WHAT?

FOR MANY THINGS-

FOR LOVING RUSSIA

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