Highway Society Page #3

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Your deal plus 100000 marks.

- Listen, Popo...

The plane leaves at 8:30 p. m.

You get the girl.

Then you'll put Jack on the plane.

Get going!

What now?

- We're staying the night here.

Not very inviting.

- Perfect. You don't have to come.

There's the shower.

- There.

Hi, Jack!

Still here, Detlev?

- Not for long.

Our suite.

- Just one bed.

And no restaurant.

- No five stars.

That's why so few women

make it in this business.

Men don't care where they sleep.

They only care about money.

That's funny coming from you.

Stop complaining or call

your mother to pick you up.

Say you decided to hitchhike.

Pretend to have amnesia.

Boring.

And I don't lie to my family.

You never lie,

just fib and fabricate.

Bend the truth to make life cozy.

That maybe fine in your circles.

But you come from

the planet of the saints?

Your father...

- What about him?

I know he had

a real estate company.

And that's a cut-throat business.

Of course he kept

you and your mother out of it.

You may think that

dishonesty can help you.

My father got where he did

on decency, integrity and brains.

I'm sure your father was as honest

as he could in his business.

But look at it this way:

If you try to play it clean

when everybody else plays dirty, -

you'll sit on the edge of the sandbox

with clean, empty pockets.

Learn the ground rules.

You have to go to bed with

characters you don't fancy.

Dad never cheated on mom.

He adored her.

It was a figure of speech.

Hey, come to bed.

This is Popo. We're screwed.

It was a no show.

- How's that?

No show here.

- What does that mean?

That they didn't show up.

- Sh*t...

Going north?

Come in.

We'll talk like two adults.

Much obliged.

- I'm appalled.

Your department is doing a lousy job.

We have leads.

It is only a matter of time.

How encouraging.

We're covering a larger area

thanks to Interpol.

Uli, my angel. Good morning.

This is Ulrich von Greeten,

my daughter's fiance.

I'm sure you've heard of his father.

- Afraid not.

Von Greeten Jr.

is better known in police circles.

Weren't you arrested for destroying

a hotel room in Berlin?

Don't remind me

of that dreadful place.

Berlin contacted us...

- Lieutenant!

Is that why you are here?

- No. Excuse me.

The lieutenant suggests

I retract my offer of a reward.

We've received too many false leads.

Each one must be

recorded and checked.

Is my opinion worth anything?

- Yes.

False leads are better than nothing.

One may turn out to be a hot one.

Care to join me?

Never mind. I'll be at the pool.

When are we eating lunch?

Oh, I've already eaten.

Oh well...

I'll order something to the pool.

Goodbye, lieutenant.

- Goodbye, Mr. von Greeten.

This touches him deeply.

- I noticed.

It's me.

Not here either.

Idiot!

There is only one ferry to Finland.

Maybe they're going via Sweden.

Fly to Helsinki.

I'll arrange an escort.

Get the girl back and ensure

Jack accomplishes his mission.

That's what I'm doing, you idiot!

Bye now.

Am I more compatible as a man?

You're nuttier than I thought.

But you're okay.

Hello. What do you want?

No. Who am I speaking to?

Where are you now?

No, we can't.

We'll have to meet.

Pier 17.

Good.

Who was it?

Who?

Oh, the call...

Claims to know where she is.

- Why doesn't he come here?

He wanted to meet elsewhere.

- I'll come with you.

Don't get your hopes up.

Probably a leech.

I'll get to the bottom of it myself.

And it will be our secret.

We won't inform the police.

Not a word.

Don't worry. I won't be long.

Remember this, Popo:

Only talk to me, on the cell phone.

And you only talk to me.

Only on the cell phone.

What did he say?

- Nothing.

Incredible...

He wanted 300000 marks and

didn't have a shred of evidence.

What brazen disrespect!

What gets into people any way?

Stealing our time

for no reason at all.

That's perfect.

This old crate?

Can't beat a 1967 Volvo.

Why can't we take a new one?

Take it or leave it!

The red Lada.

Can we stop to eat?

The police are on to me

and we're a day late.

You could have tried a faster car.

We're riding a camel.

- She'll get us to the Russian border.

Russian border?

- We were supposed to be there yesterday.

I assume 24 hours

won't change anything.

Can't we take something to go?

Temperatures will be below

minus 15 for the next few days...

Keep quiet. They're unpredictable.

- You're not impressing me.

This is it, but nobody's home.

I can't figure it out. How can you

succeed if you're so disorganised?

I'm not disorganised.

Nobody's home, that's all.

That's the point.

Get the hell out of here!

This is private property.

No Finnish, please.

Private property. Go!

Bruno sent us.

I had a pickup here yesterday.

But I had to take the ferry.

Why two?

- That's a long story, but she's okay.

Where is the truck?

I have to return today.

Eleven tons...

- So what?

It's slower.

There's no Customs seal.

- What for?

Where are the goods?

- In the zone.

What zone?

The no man's land

between Finland and Russia.

We always store our stuff there.

It's the safest place.

When do we get it?

I don't have all day.

You're supposed to get it

from the zone yourself.

But first some financial matters.

- I thought Bruno took care of it.

Yes, but there are other things

that have to be covered.

2000 Finnish marks.

- How much is that?

How much is it in German money?

- 700 D-marks.

700 D-marks.

- We don't have that much.

Bruno didn't give you anything?

Not that much.

Don't look at me.

Let's call Bruno.

Do you have a phone?

- At the cafe on the highway.

We'll be right back.

Damn Bruno! Some connections!

- But you sure drive a hard bargain.

You want out?

After watching you work,

Bruno might want me to stay.

It's a karaoke place. Want to try?

- I'm not into that any more.

Hello? Jack!

Where are you? What's going on?

I'm in Finland.

The deal is coming undone.

They want 700 marks to cough up.

That's because you're late!

The Customs agents are restless.

They're sitting on hot goods.

Can you wire some money?

Listen, Jack...

You're in the news. They say that you

kidnapped Elisabeth Dirberg.

You're thinking about the reward.

I would really like

to stay out of it.

Then what do you want?

Could she prove she's okay?

It would take some pressure off.

Do you understand?

- Okay. Then we'll split it 50-50.

If you say so.

Put her on the phone.

Just a minute... Elisabeth!

Bruno has trouble with the police.

Can you tell him you're okay?

Yes, Bruno?

- Hello, Mrs. Bogart.

Could you say something to your

mother? She'd be pleased.

Hello, mother. Everything is great.

Call off the cops.

Back soon to talk it all over.

You've got Jack all wrong.

His intuition for safe deals

and partners is weak.

But he's learning fast

and has great timing.

You are safe and sound

and your mother can rely on us.

You'll be back in town soon.

Speaking of rewards,

make a deal with Bruno.

You can learn from him.

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