Dark Passage Page #7

-Yeah.

-You weren't in the car that morning.

-I was up above, watching.

You weren't feeling

good enough to see me.

-This smoke's getting in my eyes.

-All right, use one hand.

Why didn't you come up to her apartment?

Wasn't sure

if there's a third party involved.

Or a fourth, or a mob. So I played it slow.

I saw your striped suit

come out early this morning.

I followed it to the diner.

Brother, you're sure an amateur.

Stay that way.

-What's the matter?

-Get your hands back up.

Stand up, so I can see what you're up to.

Turn around.

Get your coat.

Wait a minute.

How do you know there isn't a mob?

You wouldn't be here alone if there was.

This dame has a feeling for you.

I know how these things go.

She'll pay off with a smile.

How did you know

who to ask for downstairs?

I didn't. I just told the clerk at the desk...

I had a message for the man

in the striped suit that came in.

He said, You mean, Mr. Linnell?

I said yes.

Just take it easy, Parry.

You'll be better off than you ever were.

As soon as I rake in the chips,

I walk out of the game.

-Want your hat?

-You make it sound pretty simple.

It is. Don't make it complicated

by trying to make a break.

I'll have to kill you

and only make myself $5,000.

One way you die,

either way I make money.

Okay. Let's go.

You drive.

Better get out of traffic, quick.

That dick'll have more looking for you.

As long as we're going through with this,

we might as well not get picked up.

Where are you figuring on going? Mexico?

-I don't know.

-Mexico's good.

Through Arizona,

so you won't have trouble at the border.

Buy yourself a car at Benton.

It's a little town

about 30 miles from the border.

I'll need papers.

That's why Benton came to my mind.

Go to the Benton Printing Shop.

They'll fix you up.

Ask for a guy by the name of Ferris.

Tell him Baker sent you.

Didn't you learn

those kind of things at Quentin?

I didn't mix much at Quentin.

You should have mixed.

That's the only way you learn things.

Especially at a place like Quentin.

They put me in there twice.

I learned some things

that even I never knew before.

They got some mighty smart guys

at Quentin.

-You're sure taking the long way around.

-It's the back road to her place.

How do I get to Benton?

You take one of those fly-by-night buses

for Arizona.

I'll be hopping one myself,

as soon as I get the cash.

-You see, the cops watch--

-What cash?

The $200,000.

I mean, the $60,000.

-You mean, Irene's $60,000?

-Sure.

Her $60,000. What do you think I meant?

I don't know.

I thought you said $200,000.

But I figured you meant $60,000.

Now, remember you said

you'd leave her alone.

That $200,000 was a slip of the tongue.

I wouldn't take everything she's got.

-Is this a back road?

-We're coming to it.

-I don't see it.

-We go through that gate.

-I'm telling you this road leads no place.

-It does. I lived here all my life.

This road leads under the bridge!

-Get out.

-What you gonna do with me?

Do as I say or I'll shoot.

Go ahead, pick it up.

-Let's take a stroll.

-Where to?

Where we won't be seen.

-You're gonna shoot me?

-I want to be alone with you.

-You're gonna kill me?

-Not unless you make a try for the gun.

-Did you kill Fellsinger?

-No.

Did you follow me there?

Do you know who did?

-I waited at the girl's place.

-Whoever killed Fellsinger followed me.

-You had a reason to kill him.

-Why would I?

I'd be blamed, the girI'd be involved,

and you'd raise the ante.

I didn't. I waited across--

You saw me walk out of her house

and get the cab.

I saw you drive off. I stayed.

-Where was your car?

-Across the street on the upper level.

Parked near her place the next day.

I made a U-turn, parked above

so I could watch the door better.

-I don't believe you.

-Look, my car won't do better than 30.

You know that, you just drove it.

What chance would I have following a cab?

Okay, that makes sense.

The cab driver drove too fast,

you couldn't have followed me.

But you didn't know the taxi was going to

make speed after it got going.

You'd have tried to follow it.

There was a reason you didn't try

to follow it, and you and I know it.

There was another car following that cab.

-What do you mean, a car?

-A car, machine, automobile.

Don't stall. That's why you stayed there.

You saw another car

with headlights off following the taxi.

You didn't know who it was.

You thought it might be the police.

I didn't see any car.

-Tell me or I'll shoot it out of you.

-I didn't see any car!

If you want to walk away from here,

tell me if it's the same car I think it was.

I haven't got a thing to lose. Not a thing.

It was a convertible coupe...

had a canvas top, it was a bright color.

I think it was orange.

-Bright orange. Who was in it?

-I couldn't see.

Okay, I guess I got all I need.

-What happens to me?

-That's not my worry.

You can check off the $200,000

you were going to get from the girl.

You know, it's wonderful

when guys like you lose out.

Makes guys like me think

maybe we got a chance in this world.

Don't count me out so easy.

Thanks, my good friend.

Now I know

who killed my wife and George.

-Who are you?

-A friend of Bob's.

I don't go out with Bob anymore.

That's why I'm here.

-The fresh type.

-No, just informal.

Bob said we'd get along fine.

-What did he say?

-Open the door and I'll tell you.

It's a nice place you got here.

I don't think I should've let you in.

You live up to the buildup.

What did Bob say about me?

He admitted, after the buildup,

that you weren't easy to get along with.

-Maybe I'm not.

-Maybe I like it that way.

Did he say why we busted up?

He said when you went after something,

you stopped at nothing.

He said he left you

because he didn't trust you five feet away.

-What do you think?

-I think he had something there.

-Do you think you could trust me?

-Now and then.

That'd be your problem.

You'd have to guess when.

You talk like you plan to be around.

That's why I dropped in.

-Is that for me?

-Sure.

-What's your name?

-Allan.

Allan Linnell.

Thanks for the candy, Allan.

You remind me of somebody.

I should've brought the candy in an

orange box. You seem to like orange.

It's my big weakness.

I'll bet everything you own

is on the orange side.

-Just about.

-Even your car.

Even my car. It's bright orange.

And my favorite gem is orange.

Mexican opal.

I had a friend once who was

as crazy about fire opals as I am.

I gave somebody a fire opal once.

It had flaws in it.

What is it? The suit?

Remember the night you followed it?

Or is it the face

that doesn't go with the eyes?

You don't want to believe it, do you?

But there's nothing else for you to do.

The more you look in my eyes,

the more you know it's true.

-It's really me.

-Get out of here, Vincent!

-Get out of here and leave me alone.

-No, I'm the pest now.

You always were the pest,

but now, I'm going to be...

because I know you killed Gert

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