Love on the Run Page #6

Barney:
Hey!

What's the idea?

Your hands down,

please.

I want that map,

Ms. Parker.

What are you

talking about?

What map?

It was not in the plane,

I want it quickly,

Ms. Parker.

What's he talking about?

I haven't got it.

Hilda, search her.

You put that

gun down and try it.

I must insist upon

an unfair advantage.

Step outside.

Well?

You'd better go,

Barney.

Everything off now,

Ms. Parker, quick.

Smile, please,

we are friends,

you and I.

I said smile.

Step along.

Wait, Mr. Pells.

Do you play bridge?

Yeah, well, uh,

just fair,

who'd we get

for a fourth?

Hey, hey,

what's the idea!

Then you'll understand

what I mean by sloughed.

You are about

to be sloughed.

Jump!

You think Im crazy?

Jump at once!

Hey, now wait,

now listen,

maybe the next

stop we'll-

Ahhhh!

Yes?

She claims

Anthony has it.

Where is he?

She claims

she doesn't know.

Give her back

her things.

We'll follow her.

She'll lead us

to him.

"I hereby resign.

Will probably

become a gypsy."

He's become a gypsy.

We deserve better treatment

than that, Mr. Berger.

Deserve?

We deserve

the Pulitzer prize!

50,000 letters in

this contest already.

This is more than human

flesh could endure.

Why don't you get

some sleep, chief?

Sleep?

Anthony fiddles

while Berger burns?

Woman:
Mr. Berger!

Mr. Berger!

The dispatch has

got Sally Parker.

I give up.

A lot of

unwholesome racketeers

have crept into

this business.

It's no place

for an honest man.

Pack my things,

miss fowler.

Don't give me any

farewell dinner,

just let me

fade out quietly.

Wait a minute.

Take a cable to

Michael Anthony!

Get Sally Parker back!

She is with Barney Pells.

You still work for us!

Be a gypsy on your own time!

That's very appropriate,

zodders,

very appropriate.

Ah-ha! Judas!

That's a very fancy

disguise, Mr. Pells.

You're as transparent

as a seer.

Gosh,

Im glad I found you.

We gotta talk.

Yeah, no sir.

I'm weak as a can,

I lost about a gallon of blood,

the doctor says.

And a bottle of burgundy,

your best.

Bottle of burgundy?

Yes, sir.

Listen Mike,

Parker's in danger.

What?

What did you say?

Where?

We were on

the train to nice, see.

The baron busted in

with a pistol.

He wants a map

or something from Parker.

What's it all about,

and what are we gonna do?

She still with him?

As far as I know.

He sloughed me off

the train, and here I am.

Nice, eh?

We gotta get going.

As soon as I get a little

red blood in my veins.

Look, I gotta

make a phone call

to a friend of mine down

there whom I can trust.

He'll look after Sally

until we get there.

Oh, say, look,

I'm Broke.

Have you got any dough?

Well,

about 200 francs, why?

Give it to me.

Well, how are we

gonna settle up here?

Well, my credit's

good here,

and I've gotta have dough

to make that phone call.

Now listen, Mike,

by all that's holy,

if you pull

anything on me-

wait a minute, kid.

You said she was

in danger, didn't you?

I know, but-

ok, Mike.

B- but monsieur, i-i-

shut up.

I think you ought to know

the man at my table

is the biggest

deadbeat in Europe.

He goes all over the continent

catching dinners and drinks.

He's a mental case.

He hasn't a cent.

I ducked out,

but Im tipping you off.

But thank you,

monsieur Anthony.

Yeah, I'd throw a scare

into him if I were you.

Keep him guessing

for a while.

But I will, monsieur.

Here, here,

this'll pay for mine.

Thank you, thank you,

monsieur Anthony.

I'll take care of it.

You are enjoying

the dinner, monsieur?

Yeah, it's fine.

The steak is

satisfactory?

Great,

I may even have

another one

with more onions.

More onions.

Perhaps some

mushrooms, too.

Mmmm... good idea.

And another

bottle of wine.

You know it makes blood.

More wine?

Makes blood.

And how are you going

to pay for all this?

Well, uh, Mr. Anthony

will be right back.

He just went to

make a phone call.

Mr. Anthony

told me what you are.

The deadest beat

in Europe.

A case which is mental.

Do you know how you are

going to pay for this?

gone, like the wind

you are gone

just a dream lingers on

for my loved one is gone

gone, like the roses of June

like a beautiful tune

that has ended too soon

it seems a moment ago we met,

if you forget

one fleeting moment of love

that brings only regret

because you're gone

Madames pate

is not right?

I don't wish it,

thank you.

Thank you very much.

for my loved one is gone

who is it?

Would you like

to buy a pencil

from an ex-newspaper man?

I just heard

you were in trouble,

and I thought that,

well,

I thought that maybe-

oh darling,

don't think.

Just hold me

nice and close.

Now before we go

into anything else,

I just want you

to know that I've quit

that glass bottom boat

they call the chronicle.

You've quit?

Oh no,

how could you?

But you said-

oh, never listen

to what I say,

I learned that

a long time ago.

Kiss me, please.

Did you hear

anything?

Not a thing.

Nice work.

Must be the plumber.

It might be

funnier than that.

It might be Barney.

The human

bloodhound?

Let me bid him

welcome.

Mr. And Mrs. Frankenstein.

They've been following

me every minute.

They probably knew

you were here.

They're really

after you.

No, no, no. They're

really after that map.

We've got to

get it back

to the London

foreign office.

It's too important

to be comfortable.

But how?

An Anthony always goes

out the way he comes in.

Come on.

Wait a minute.

I have time to fix up,

haven't i?

We look disgraceful.

All right,

I'll get the tickets

and meet you over there.

All right.

Michael, I hope we live

to be very, very old.

Perfect.

You know what to do?

Of course.

Parker!

Ms. Sally Parker!

And what makes

you think

this lady

is Ms. Parker?

Because she is,

I tell you!

She had the room

reserved under Perkins.

The name is

Perkins.

No, my friend!

The name is Parker!

Can we stop all this

and do a little

police work?

She's either in a jam

or she's with a burglar

named Anthony.

Burglar, you say?

What was stolen?

Listen, stop playing

Guggenheim, will you?

And get out

the bloodhounds!

Ah, Guggenheim.

Mr. Pells, these are

necessary police details.

We must not leave

a stone unturned.

How many people did you

ever find under stones?

I want Sally Parker!

Somebody ought to be camping

in that railroad station,

and that's where

I am right now!

Just got time

to make it.

One on that

channel train.

My mother just broke

her hip in two places.

Where?

In two places-

no, Calais,

as far as she goes.

Hurry, will you?

Hey!

Your change!

Well, here we are,

all nice and safe-

my compliments,

Baroness.

Just how long have i

been under the impression

that you were

Ms. Parker?

Only since rejoining

you at the station.

I'll take that map now.

Where's Ms. Parker?

In a very smart outfit

I had to exchange

for this.

That map, please.

Don't be silly,

Baroness.

Come in, Wilhelm.

Let's do be silly,

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