In Like Flint Page #4

"Who?" Flint!

Yes, Flint!

What? Kill him?

But he's your number one hero.

Well, Melvin, I was exaggerating.

We don't actually have him,

but we know where he is going.

The Virgin Islands.

Melvin, you know we got

no flights there. Only to Cuba.

Melvin, what would Flint

want in Cuba?

Senora, para usted.

Para los pilotos.

Gracias. Gracias.

Como esta, pilotos?

Para usted y usted.

Que bueno!

Es de Havana. Mmm, muy bueno.

What's going on?

I mention Flint is in Moscow,

the president can hardly

wait to get rid of me.

People I've never even heard of are placed

in key positions, new faces everywhere.

Even the date of my hearing postponed.

I tell you, if Flint is right...

and we've been infiltrated,

we're in real danger.

I'm being electrocuted.

If you'll stop talking, sir,

I believe I can pry it out.

- Take it easy.

- I think I've got it, sir.

A transmitter.

They've known every move we've made.

But who's doing it, sir?

I don't know.

But I was right, and so was Flint.

How do we trace them?

I think I can find a way, sir.

This device operates on the

same principle as a walkie-talkie.

The system can be reversed.

Paper clip, sir.

This transmitting device

can become a receiver.

Just a few moments, sir.

Yeah.

I think this should do it.

General Carter?

General Carter?

General Carter? General Carter?

General Carter here.

What is it, Lieutenant?

Sir, this orders me to load

the rocket with nuclear bombs...

instead of a weather laboratory.

Nuclear bombs, sir?

- That's right, Lieutenant. Project Damocles.

- Project Damocles?

- Arming the space laboratory, sir?

- That's correct.

The code name is Damocles. New orders

directly from the White House.

This is top security.

You understand, Lieutenant?

Yes, sir.

Proceed with arming immediately.

Arming the space platform.

You realize the consequences, Avery?

Yes, sir.

A nuclear threat to the world.

And he said the orders

came from the White House.

We know better than that.

General Carter is the traitor.

We've got to stop him.

General Carter's got

the president brainwashed.

If we could just get to Flint.

Yeah.

Why, we can!

He was gonna meet his girls.

That's it, Avery!

Some beauty resort...

with a silly name

in the Virgin Islands.

- "Fabulous Face. "

- Virgin Islands?

But that's where...

The missile site.

Coincidence?

- Avery, you get to the missile site.

- Yes, sir.

And you, sir?

I'm going to Fabulous Face.

I haven't always been

a desk-bound commando.

And Flint... he's not

the only master of disguise.

Tovarisch. Tovarisch.

Do-svidanya.

Adios.

You're doing fine, dearie.

- I'd better take these upstairs.

- Why?

There's something wrong

with these girls.

Well, not much that I can see.

Hmm, yes. Well, maybe

the machines are out of whack.

Just these three? Uh-uh.

These girls have got resistance.

We're just not reaching them.

You know that Flint,

he must make quite an impression.

Hmm.

Well, I'd better take these upstairs.

They'll know what to do.

- Mind the store?

- Okay.

- What's the trouble?

- I can't explain it.

These girls have rejected

all our programming.

This Mr. Flint of theirs...

Yes. Yes, he's quite an influence.

As a matter of fact,

he's on his way here right now,

and we must get them out of sight.

Welcome to Fabulous Face, Mrs. Hiller.

Oh, I'll take the bags. Thank you.

Your room is ready.

Will you follow me, please?

I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay

here at Fabulous Face.

Come along now, dear.

Just take your time.

That's just fine.

Uh, this way, dear.

Get a load of this one.

Oh.

What's that?

That's what I call ambition.

Good morning.

- Mr. President.

- Yes, madam?

M... Oh!

Lloyd!

Of course.

The golf course.

The missing three minutes.

Lloyd, what's going on? Why am I here?

- We'll take care of that.

- There. Isn't that better?

Just one more session,

and we're through for the day.

Well, I hope at least

this one will be cool.

Oh, you'll just love it. Mm-hmm.

That's a cryobiology lab!

- Oh, no!

You're not putting me in there!

Let me go! No!

Let me go! Oh, please, no!

- You're not putting me in there!

- Oh, yes, dear.

I hated to do that. They're nice.

What a pity they're so hard to convince.

It's that Flint of theirs.

He must be a hypnotist or something.

Does it ever make you wonder when

you see how girls like that feel?

Forget it.

Penthouse, please.

Hello, Mr. Flint.

Miss Norton.

I imagine you find it all

a bit... Gothic?

It's lovely.

What you must think of us...

to come in this way, unannounced.

But not unexpected, I gather.

No. Is this real?

- Cryobiology?

- Yes.

Oh, yes. Yes, it's quite real.

We call it our "save for later" program.

- No!

- Yes.

Here, people worth keeping can be saved

for a time more worth living in.

As a matter of fact, it's really

quite the ultimate luxury.

- Hmm.

- Just imagine.

Just imagine.

Here we can suspend time

for as long as we wish...

to return 50 or a hundred years later.

Well...

to be frozen in nitrogen gas...

and then thawed out at some time later

like a supermarket pizza...

is not exactly the classical

idea of immortality, but...

Now, those... Occupied?

- Oh, yes.

- Who?

But-But come along, Mr. Flint.

This, uh, really isn't

much of a welcome.

I'd like to give you a tour.

I'm sure our ladies...

would like to get a good look

at the famous Derek Flint.

Oh, you're very flattering.

Good evening, Mr. Flint.

Good evening, Mr. Flint.

- May I?

- Thank you.

Oh, sorry.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Excuse me.

You're quite accustomed

to being admired by women, aren't you?

- Hmm.

- All those, uh, ridiculous...

Sighs? Yes, you're quite right.

They are ridiculous.

I must say it's refreshing...

to be with a beautiful woman

who's above that sort of thing.

Why, I never said I was above

that sort of thing.

What I meant was, uh...

Yes?

You really are good at it, Mr. Flint.

Tell me something.

What is it about you that

makes you so irresistible to women?

It's very simple.

I don't compete with them.

Now that ends the suspense.

You're quite right. I was curious.

Well, now you've had the tour,

and so have I.

It's getting late, Mr. Flint.

Shall I have them take you

to the airport now?

- No. I want to see the girls.

- The girls?

- Where are they?

- They left this morning.

Look, I just came from Moscow.

I had a talk with

a little ballerina named Natasha.

There are two cosmonauts up there,

and my girls are here.

There's a connection. What is it?

- Cosmonauts?

- Mm-hmm.

Ballerinas?

I think we should

take him to the office.

Lead on, ladies.

Now, let's not have

that media discussion all over again.

The announcement has to be on television

the same time everywhere.

Understood?

Do you mind?

Come along, Mr. Flint.

Ladies, this, of course, is Derek Flint.

- Miss Elisabeth.

- Miss Elisabeth.

- Miss Simone.

- Miss Simone.

- And Miss Helena.

- Miss Helena.

I know all of you ladies.

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