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a nice present for our investors.

In fact, you might invest yourself.

Give you an added incentive.

Thanks, I'll stick to poker,

it's safer.

Hello, Mrs. Steyner.

Hello.

Teresa, you should congratulate

Mr. Slater on his promotion.

Oh, yes. Congratulations.

Thank you. If you'll excuse me,

I'll be getting back.

Kowalski.

You and Tex are the best

two rock breakers I've got.

That's why I want you

on this drive.

- Where's the catch?

- You sure are a suspicious bastard.

Now, this is top secret.

We're going right, slap, bang

through the middle of the dyke

at the 8 level.

Say that again.

- You're crazy.

- For once I agree with you.

We've a report that shows

there's no water, only gold.

Oh, a report, well...

What if that report is wrong?

We'll take precautions.

If it's wrong you'll be warned.

If we hit water...

I've thought of that. We'll fill

the walls behind you with explosives.

If anything goes wrong

we'll blast

and seal the whole thing off.

Now, I want a gang day

and a gang nights.

There's a 50% bonus

and a ten day deadline.

Let's flip for it.

Heads.

- I take days.

- I just hope that report is right.

Don't worry.

When you blast through

I'll be there, next to you.

That's a promise.

You better wear your wetsuit.

What do you want?

Your friend Slater is going

to wreck the whole scheme.

He's putting in a safety charge.

It'll block the drive

when they hit water.

Can you cut the wires

at the right time?

Itll cost you.

You'll get it.

And get that bastard Slater

out of the way.

How's it going, Tex?

Fine.

Give me some tape.

I'm using half inch yellow cables,

so there's no mistaking circuit D.

Good thinking.

Kowalski can carry on in the morning.

Slater is far more intelligent

than we thought.

We'll keep him out of the way

so he can't put his safety device

into effect.

The problem is how.

He could be... enticed.

Enticed?

Good morning, Rod.

Morning.

Ready for the blast.

Okay, let her go.

Right, lock her in.

She's ready to blow.

Okay, hit it.

- We did five blasts today.

- Well, mother, pin a rose on me!

You did four last night.

What's the matter? Chicken?

That's it.

I'm real chicken sh*t.

Why complain? We leave more

for you, you make more money.

- You don't like money?

- What I like, I get for free.

Let's get this stuff

out of here.

Tex.

Good.

Don't push it deep, Tex.

The last lot were tickling it.

I've got that bonus

spent already.

Keep it clean, King.

Our German friend has decided

to have an early Christmas.

Please send him his present

ahead of time.

See to it that he delivers

efficiently and on time.

He's nothing if not efficient.

Yes, but I plan

for all contingencies.

We could trust you to take care of

Steyner, couldn't we?

- Trust me?

- Half a millions dollars worth.

- Where?

- Switzerland.

I'm nothing if not trustworthy.

First thing in the morning.

Goodnight.

How's it going?

You'll get your Christmas present.

I want you to stop

when you reach the dyke.

Don't go through

without my specific instructions.

Why?

The timing is important in view

of the stock market reactions.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Rod, I can't make it tonight.

Pops is coming over.

Okay.

But I'll be alone over Christmas.

Manfred's going to London.

Good.

Goodbye.

By the way,

I'll be gone over Christmas.

I'll give you the word

as soon as I get back.

Look what we've got here.

Hello.

We've hit it.

Sure?

It's big, shiny,

green and hard as hell.

Ugly piece of rock.

Clear up and pull out.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas to you, Tex.

Hello.

Hi, it's me.

Who's speaking?

Is Manfred there?

Yes. Good evening, Mr. Slater.

He's right here.

It's for you.

Hello.

Very good.

I'll be back after Christmas

and then we'll blast through.

Well done.

Merry Christmas.

What was that about?

It's a present

from our friend, Mr. Slater.

Yes?

Hello, Marais.

We're there.

You can send those cables now.

Calling Doctor Steyner

travelling to London

to the first class counter please.

Good morning.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas to you.

Here, I'll take that.

I'm sorry, but I'll make up for it

on New Years eve.

Have a good trip.

Your ticket.

Your boarding card.

Thank you.

Goodbye, dear.

Bye.

50 seconds to blast off.

40.

I don't think I can wait.

Patience is a virtue.

35.

They're 15 seconds early.

They must be on our side.

Hello, Mrs. Steyner.

Hello, sir.

Your bags and flight plan

are onboard.

Hank, I'm on my own.

Okay, happy landings.

Okay.

Where to?

It's a magical mystery tour.

For once, someone else is in charge.

Okay, captain.

Park Hotel, Pretoria.

Miss Terry.

It's been too long.

Where have you been?

I've been busy.

New York.

What the hell for?

Joseph, this is Rod Slater.

Joseph Cruper.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Will you get the bags?

He's stone deaf.

Both his eardrums were blown out

by a fire in the 30's.

He looks after the lodge.

Good idea.

I bet he could do with a drink.

Bye, Joseph.

Who does it belong to?

Who does it belong to?

Me.

Pops.

As far as the eye can see?

Right to the edges of the sky.

Pops' private slaughter house.

No, we don't do any killing

except for culling.

I'm glad to hear that.

Watch it, Mr. Slater.

I suggest you watch

the road, Mrs. Steyner.

It's beautiful.

I have a reservation,

Levinson, P. Levinson.

Sign, please.

Key to 810, please.

I bet you forgot the corkscrew.

I bet you I didn't.

It's right here.

Oh, my God.

18 carat.

There's everything here,

isn't there?

Born with a golden corkscrew

in my mouth.

You resent that, don't you?

No, not really.

Maybe I resent the man

who got you.

I married a girl who had nothing

except a lousy temper.

Now she gets a third

of my salary.

Funny old thing, marriage.

I thought we weren't going

to discuss it for six days.

We're not and we'll drink

to that.

Happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas.

Here, Jimmy.

Come on, Jimmy.

- Who likes cake?

- Me!

There's plenty for everybody.

I reckon it's about 200 feet

thick where we've hit it.

Six blasts should do it, right?

That stupid American can't do

six blasts in one night.

- Take that ridiculous hat off.

- I like it.

- How many then?

- Two night shifts.

- What about a day shift?

- With me you've got to be joking.

Yes, I thought as much.

But you'll take care

of the safety fuse.

Here's your fee

and a Merry Christmas.

- What about Slater?

- No bother.

Go and get Santa and I'll tell him

how to get down the chimney.

Here we go.

Shoot, Jimmy.

Three things worry me.

And what are they?

One, your legs are too long

for this bath.

Look where you put

your toes, Mr. Slater.

I beg your pardon.

What else worries you?

The second thing that worries me

is that I'm not worried.

Let's drink to that.

A toast.

Bless this ship

and all who sail in her.

To her captain, may he keep

a firm hand on the rudder.

May her bottom

never hit the reef.

May she be torpedoed frequently.

And what's the third worry?

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