Fathom Page #7

- I'll fire up the plane, sir.

- Good.

Come along, old girl.

I've got some flying togs for you.

Thank you.

Oh, um... I know

it sounds inadequate, but...

but I am most grateful.

Thank you.

Oh! How nice, sitting

in a parachute again.

Always insist on it in a plane

I haven't checked out. You too, sir?

Not likely. I'm not taking

any chances at this stage.

If the engine conks out, we can draw

straws, who takes the Fire Dragon, eh?

- Close the door, love.

- Right.

Verily it is said,

"Great shall be the rejoicing...

for that which was lost

and has been found."

Better check the weather.

Right, sir.

Calling Barcelona Weather.

Cessna Golf Alpha Tango

Sierra Lima. Over.

We read you,

Golf Alpha Tango Sierra Lima. Over.

Heading northeast,

Barcelona. What's the weather? Over.

A trough

of depression 100 miles northeast.

Suggest alter heading

to 0-16. Over.

Thank you, Barcelona Weather. Out.

We couldn't have it better.

That's good news for us.

Then it's three for Ankara.

- Did I hear you say Ankara?

- That's right.

What happened to Paris?

A rather risky place

to dispose of stolen gems, Paris.

You see, your friend

Mr. Merriwether spoke the truth.

He is the detective.

I'm the thief.

Well, I don't suppose you'd consider

landing this crate and letting me off?

I'd like to very much, indeed.

Unfortunately, you're just the sort

of girl who'd go running to the police.

- How about trying to corrupt me a little?

- What do you think, governor?

A delightful idea, but I'm afraid

it's just not on, old lad.

What a shame.

It could've been fun trying.

Well, in that case...

Geronimo!

Go ahead!

You've rigged it!

It won't open!

How did you guess, love?

I guess you're right.

There will be three for Ankara.

Exactly three...

Timothy, yours truly

and the Fire Dragon.

You were heading in

the right direction the first time.

"Girl Skydiver Victim of Tragic:

Carelessness." Get out of that door.

- Get out!

- No!

- Oh! Oh.

- Reckless maniac!

Hello, Campbell? Do you want to land

now, or do I follow you to Ankara?

Blasted cheek. He's been

tuning in on our transmissions.

What the devil is he doing?

Watch closely, Merriwether.

Here comes a flying lesson.

Keep your head down, poppet.

Let him come round.

Now throttle back.

Hold her steady.

Not quite close enough.

I'm gonna push that cocky devil

right into the cliff.

- Where did he go?

- Don't look now,

Timmy boy, but that propeller

on your tail, that's me.

Silly creature.

You're laughing at me.

It's not funny.

Aah!

Sorry about that, governor.

Come on, poppet. Don't panic. Get into

that seat. I can get you out of this.

One hand on wheel,

the other on throttle.

Feet on rudder pedals.

Wheel, hard left. Push it forward

Back on throttle.

Come on, poppet.

Back on throttle.

Wheel forward, I said Forward.

Don't be afraid of diving. You've

gotta dive before-Poppet, watch out.

Watch out! Pull up!

Pull, poppet!

Poppet... you can fly!

Well, here we are.

just you, me and the Fire Dragon.

Yep, I guess that's right. - And to get

it, you stopped Mike from killing me.

- Right.

- You hid the little devil in my handbag...

so you wouldn't have to share

with Jo-May and the others.

- I did?

- Then you were going to catch up,

split it with me, right?

Oh, right, right.

Absolutely right.

Well, where shall it be?

Tahiti? Zanzibar?

The Golden Trail to Samarkand?

An igloo in Baffin Land

would be heaven with you to warm it.

We've got the whole rainbow.

Right. - The sun in the

morning and the moon at night.

Right.

We'll stand this whole crazy

planet on its head, poppet. - Right.

It's ours! All...

Poppet, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

I wish. I wish...

Oh, no. N-No, uh,

don't do that, poppet.

Poppet, please, I beg you. I'll

do anything. Please. Please, don't!

- Don?!

- Bye-bye, dragon baby.

Have a nice trip home to China.

How could you?

How could you do such a thing?

I'm sorry. I guess I'm not

cut out for a life of crime.

Excuse me for sounding nervous,

but, uh, what happens

to me now 7

You've had no problem.

You've returned the Fire Dragon.

Your friends don't even have

to know the truth.

You may even wind up a hero.

I may at that.

Oh, that's very nice of you, poppet.

Just call it a farewell gift

to a friend who saved my life.

Toodle-oo, Merriwether.

Hey! Hey, hey!

Where do you think you're going?

Back to my merry group

of skydivers.

Oh, that's funny. I had a feeling

we'd meet at Pedro's Bar at 7:30.

Sorry, I'm heading for Perpignan.

Pedro's is in Torremolinos,

not Perpignan.

Remember now, 7:
30.

You may have a long wait.

I don't think so. I have a hunch

you're going to be very prompt.

You seem very sure of yourself

Tell me something, poppet.

Does 2-4-4-3-7-7-1

mean anything to you?

Z-4-4...

Why, that's my passport number!

You know, your picture

really doesn't do you any justice.

You see, poppet, I don't intend

to be a loser twice in one day.

Where did you say we'd meet?

Pedro's, 7:
30.

And don't be late.

When I try to chase moonbeams

While the stars shine

Twinkling and bright

Well, you'll never find a joy

For girl or boy

Like floating in the air

There's just nothing to compare

With the joy

that we'll be sharing

Tonight

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