Gorky Park Page #5

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- The sadist cut off their faces.

- Do you mind?

In the same way he might skin an animal.

A sable, perhaps.

I don't think we'll be seeing

each other again.

Oh?

You once said that patience

was your only virtue.

That you watch and you wait.

I have only four days more in Moscow.

After that I'm leaving for good.

However, I feel that you

deserve some reward.

Expect a knock at your door.

I'm having that sable hat delivered to you.

- It was good. Thank you.

- Anybody can cook stew.

You could burn it. I do.

Irina?

Help me, please.

How do I know the attack on me

wasn't staged to make me trust you?

Irina.

How do I know that you didn't plan it

to make me betray my friends?

Like Osborne, you mean.

Your friend Osborne.

Let's talk about Osborne.

Tell me about Osborne.

Is that all you can do? Talk?

Talk?

Irina, listen.

You don't have to talk so much.

Irina, I am your friend.

No. My enemy.

Everything I've told you... is either

an extraordinarily elaborate lie...

or the very simple truth.

It's a lie.

No! No!

They're not dead. They're not dead.

Don't hold back. Let it out. Let it come.

I'm...

Arkady, I'm going out of my mind.

I don't know what's going on or who to...

Irina, listen to me. I won't tell you lies.

- No, you're tormenting me.

- No. No, Irina.

It doesn't matter how ridiculous a lie is

if it's your only chance of escape.

No. Irina, no.

It doesn't matter how obvious the truth is

if the truth is that you'll never escape.

Irina.

So this Irina was

a friend of my brother.

At the university before he was deported.

Why did he come back?

Jimmy wanted to be a f***in' hero.

You gotta turn right, right here.

He was determined to smuggle somebody

out of the Soviet Union.

Anybody, even if they didn't wanna go.

How come you know so much about us?

My grandmother. She was one

of you. She was a Russian.

I spoke Russian before I spoke English.

Jimmy was... He was always

obsessed with this country.

It's all he ever talked about.

All right. You gotta turn left

in here and then park.

- Heard of born-again Christians?

- No.

Born-again Christians. They don't smoke,

they don't swear, they don't f***.

All they do is talk about Jesus

and try to walk on the goddamn water.

That was Jimmy, God love him.

- That's it over there.

- How'd you find this place?

I got a nose for fresh fish

and chicken blood.

What a stench.

This is where they made the chest.

That's how they got 'em out.

- Live sables.

- Bingo. They fed 'em the fresh meat.

Six live sables.

I'm no expert on sable sh*t

but, yeah, I think so.

They'd be worth how much

to an American?

Freedom. Smash the monopoly. How

high can you count? Worth killing for.

Motive.

Evidence.

Circumstantial.

Witness.

In your apartment, Arkady.

She's got to tell me, now.

Osborne is leaving in three days.

Don't kill him.

Not yet.

What is it, Arkasha?

I have no sugar for your tea.

I don't need it.

Do you still think I'm lying to you?

- That I am just a militia investigator?

- Arkasha...

Do you imagine I'm trying to trap you,

that this is all just a terrible game?

No.

But...

But what?

- If Valerya is safe somewhere...

- Irina, I love you.

I... Arkasha...

Help me.

I've learned to trust nothing.

Nobody.

Never.

Irina.

If Valerya is safe somewhere, I...

And if she is dead, she is dead.

How can I help her?

- Let's go.

- Arkady.

You talk too easily about dying.

Where are we going, Arkasha?

You'll see.

You know who was here, don't you?

Come on!

No.

Then what else can I do?

Little Jimmy.

Kostia, the big man.

Valerya, you. Let us reconstruct.

- Please. Arkady, don't.

- There's three of you.

You believe a whole new life

is about to begin. Yes. Glide.

Glide. Valerya and Kostia and Jimmy.

Let your skates bite and hiss.

Your very movement reminds you of the

freedom that will soon be yours. Glide.

Glide, my little ones.

Ah, Valerya.

The little bird. She's wearing her

friend's skates. Her good friend.

But there's someone else watching.

Isn't there? Someone who

beckons them from the ice.

Oh, happy Valerya. Trusting

Valerya. Innocent Valerya.

I'm their saviour from the West.

It's laughter and toasts.

Hear the music?

Ah, we need another bottle.

Why not? I sort through the bag.

I feel the grip of the gun.

I turn to Kostia and I smile.

And...

Jimmy doesn't know what's

happening. How can this be?

Osborne had used him to gull the others.

He had been brought back into Russia

as proof that Osborne could get

people in and out. Isn't that so?

Poor Jimmy. Idealistic Jimmy

who only wanted to help.

The Christian who now

must turn the other cheek.

- What about Valerya?

- No, Arkady.

- No.

- My love, why don't you stop me?

Do I have to be the killer?

I have to have a witness.

Someone must tell me.

You must tell me.

I can't.

She doesn't scream. Doesn't run.

What's the point?

Her life, her hopes... done.

This man has made love to her. He can

bring the gun as close as he wants.

He can almost caress her with it

and she'll welcome the bullet.

No.

Yes.

But what of Valerya's friend?

What about you? She won't tell because

she wants Valerya to be in America, free.

She won't tell because Osborne has

told her she is to be the next to get out,

and this fantasy is the most

important thing in her life.

It's all that keeps her going.

Yes.

So, the question is, where is Valerya?

New York.

She's in New York.

But in Moscow...

the great Professor Andreev...

can reconstruct a head.

A face.

From the bones and tissue alone.

No. Hope is all I know.

Here is Valerya.

V- Valerya. Valerya. Valerya!

- Valerya who?

- Valerya Davidova.

- The others?

- Kostia Borodin. James Kirwill.

- What were they doing here?

- Making a chest for Osborne.

American furrier, Jack Osborne?

Yes, Jack Osborne.

You saw what they brought

Osborne here from Siberia.

Tell me. Say it.

Sables.

Live, dead, pelts, what?

- Live sables.

- How many?

Six sables.

Six live sables.

Good girl.

I hate you.

Irina, lies are not freedom.

I hate you!

Where'd she go?

Think she's taken off with Osborne, huh?

OK. Well, tell me where

we're going, will you?

I need the other head.

Then I'll have enough.

The other head?

- KGB?

- Yes.

But why would they steal the evidence?

It must be something else.

- What else?

- Well...

We'll see, won't we?

What the hell are you doin'?

You know where we are.

Now I do.

I'm a fool.

- What does that mean?

- That I've missed everything.

That's lamskoy, the chief

prosecutor of Moscow.

And Jack Osborne. They've

been dealing the whole time.

So now they'll deal with me.

I've no chance now, nowhere to go.

They've beaten me.

Oh, God.

Don't look.

- You'll be even richer.

- You won't be exactly poor.

What can I spend it on here?

I wish I could come to Stockholm.

Diamonds look their best

on a young girl's throat.

You must never

again be seen with me.

But I'll send you a postcard

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