History Is Made at Night Page #2

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"CIA, CIA". We don't advertise.

Now, sweep.

I didn't see him come out.

Did you see him?

Okay, you check the street,

I'll get the roof.

- He's not down here.

- I know, he's up here.

- What? Are you okay?

- I'm a surveillance guy.

Get a camera between

me and this blood.

...Celestech, Helsinki, Finland.

- Turn it off!

Reservation at the Cosmos Hotel,

as a Celestech rep.

Is that so, Preston?

Doing what, if I may ask?

Hello, I'm hot.

Do you want to hear what

I want to do to your honey box?

I love it when you let it out.

Give it to me, baby.

I want your juices

running all over my...

throbbing member.

Hey, "member",

you're in.

You see, that's what

I want to go find out.

Now enhancing a blood-soaked

audio tape is a technical challenge.

Hey, if you'd spend

more time on the guy...

and less time on your gadgets,

nothing would be blood-soaked.

- Harry, hi, how are you?

- faring better than the reindeer.

It's Harry Howe,

'70' mercenary type.

700 hours, Finnair flight 4...

Oh, and Harry, he's in charge.

Whatever, as long as he doesn't cut

into my time running my jazz club.

Still seeing that Russian girl?

Well, just don't go talking'

in your sleep over this one, okay?

Right.

- You guys still here?

- On it, sir.

"During her training in

St Petersburg...

Natasha Scriabina is believed

to have been the mistress...

of Ivan Bliniak,

the local chief of the SVR."

Sh*t!

Bliniak.

Sh*t!

- Tell me a secret.

- You first.

Here...

That's one of ours, you and me

not one of theirs.

I have to call Yuri.

Total for your Euro-Adapters, $576.

Why can't the world be

more like America?

What do you think you're doing?

Turn it off!

I wanna feel good.

- Hey, Ed.

- Out, buddy!

- Take it easy, guys.

I'm a big supporter

of tax free...

Watch it.

Haven't paid taxes in years.

You sure it wasn't Bliniak

who called you from Helsinki?

He's too high up,

I don't deal with him directly.

I had some dealings

with that guy in Afghanistan.

And you used to, very directly.

Let's see, how did that go?

"As a trainee, believed

to have been the mistress...

of Ivan Bliniak,

local SVR chief.

I'd rather hear it from you than

read it in some company memo.

I'm sure the talk of assassinations

and incendiary devices...

- made it all seem very exciting.

. - Speak for yourself.

It's a lot of just waiting around,

lying to people's faces...

and on a rare occasion

] doing some nasty sh*t

for reasons never explained.

We have a life together,

outside of that.

Yuri, you will be satisfied.

Very hip chip.

- Sturdy.

- for you, Natasha.

I've heard nothing but

good things about you, Harry.

Then you've heard nothing

lately.

You're not traveling light,

are you?

Surveillance has come

a long way...

since binoculars, Harry.

I need my gear.

Your friend you asked about

is next door.

You're in the

protection business?

- What?

- Condos?

He means real estate.

Condoms, right.

We're with the convention.

I need you to run the

record store for a few days.

I'll be busy

with this new enterprise.

- "Entrepreneur. "

- I'm all for change...

until it falls from favor.

One has to be flexible.

"Entrepreneur. "

I measured my income

in commas!

I had a goddamn

two comma income.

That gives you a pause,

doesn't it?

Voil.

You must be handy

around the house.

It creates speculation,

and when the stock shoots up,

we're already in.

We'll do small buying...

Why don't we

grab this guy?

...lots of accounts,

no one will ever know.

- But that's a pump and dump.

- We'd never call it that.

Do you hear that?

He's got company.

No, Mr. fisher...

- we wouldn't, Mr. fisher.

- All of them are pricks.

You say it's kosher?

I say we go ahead.

You're lucky that Harry

is your assignment.

Check the messages.

Yuri, special handling

required.

Yuri, always Yuri.

"Stoni pudla Natashinka,

Ivan Bliniak?"

Representative of

Celestech Corporation...

staying at the Cosmos.

Confirm receipt

of item immediately.

Look...

I bought them as oysters,

and I sell them as pearls...

- in St. Petersburg.

- Take your time opening the oysters.

- Nothing important here.

- That puts you in charge, Natasha.

- Any messages for Celestech?

- That's it. He's the target.

I got that out of the

bellboy for a buck.

How much that excess

baggage cost you?

I am Celestech in Finland.

You do that and I'll make sure...

you'll get the first case

of our product after it arrives.

Coming.

- We understand you rep Celestech?

- You guys are fast!

- That's us. Can we come in?

- You're Americans!

- Right. Everything go all right?

- No problem so far.

- So...

- So what can I do for you?

Give us the sales pitch.

Come on, sell us on your product.

- Well, we have what you need.

- Sounds like what we want.

- At competitive prices.

- Who's the competition?

We're gonna dance here around

here all day?

He doesn't know what he's got.

Let's show him the gun, Dave!

- What do you say?

- Hey, what is this?

It's a gun.

I'm in town, trying to buy into

the reindeer condom market.

You got that out of

an inflight magazine.

- Did we mention Romanov?

- Romanov who?

Romanov, the dead guy.

He messed up my shoe

with his brain, see?

Conspiracy, betrayal,

everything but the grassy knoll.

- What do you know about it?

- I don't.

It's under the chair!

That was easy enough. Well done,

Dave. Good judgment on your part.

Can I take you both

to the airport?

You think I flew halfway around

the globe to make one lousy bust?

You come here.

I was just doing Romanov a favor.

Do you think Max "The Market"

fisher would get involved...

in anything

life-threatening?

I'm sorry, the Celestech's

gentleman's line is still busy.

- Would you like to leave a message?

- No, no message.

- folkways.

- Natasha.

Harry. I was about to call you.

I can't make our lunch.

- What's up?

- Nothing important.

I'd still like to

see you tonight.

It will have to be late.

I have to go now. See you.

- It's shoestring budget porn.

- found your calling, Dave?

Better you get this.

If they ask about the tape,

agree to meet.

It'll go easier on you

if you cooperate.

Those exact words. Dj vu.

Welcome to Helsinki, Celestech.

Go to the hotel restaurant

at 1400 hours.

Wear a rose.

Okay, let's go. Harry here will

pick you up for your date...

- he'll bring your corsage.

- Excuse me?

Mr. fisher, you're

under house arrest...

suspected of conspiracy

against the US of A.

I know, next thing,

you read me my rights...

I have the right

to remain silent...

Shut up! This isn't America,

we aren't cops...

We don't deal with that sh*t.

Show him your license

to kill, Dave.

I'll stay put.

I'm here for you, guys.

I'll start working on the

videotape. You cover Max's meeting.

Why have the meeting?

You already got the goods.

We'll play ball with,

whoever this is meant for...

until I figure out

what's on it.

This is Finland,

it's going to the Russians.

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