Macao Page #2

and lets see what he looks like.

These passengers we already know.

These three are newcomers.

Doesnt a murder charge

ever get outlawed?

He will not be as easy as the last one.

He looks easy enough.

Oh, this is just a salesman,

Trumble of Manila.

This is the New York detective.

Where is he now? Headquarters?

No. Nor do l think

he will ever visit the police.

He calls himself Nick Cochrane.

Hes at the Portugueza, pretending to be

without money or passport.

Did you talk to him at all?

He insisted on concealing his identity,

so l played his little game.

Obviously he has a plan

to take you back to New York illegally.

This will happen over my dead body.

Thats what l like about you, Sebastian.

Your unselfishness.

-Think shes hooked up with him?

-Why?

-Wheres she staying?

-At his hotel.

-Did they seem to know each other?

-l dont think so.

What does she say shes here for?

Besides her obvious talents,

she also sings.

l happen to need a singer.

-Are you an American?

-Yeah, whats on your mind?

ls this really American money?

-Where did you get this?

-From an American lady down the hall.

Yeah its the McCoy, all right,

but you do me a favor

and hang on to it, will you?

ld like to buy it back from you.

-There isnt enough for both of us.

-My sentiments exactly.

-Now what about the wallet, honey?

-l dont know what youre talking about.

You just gave the bellboy a $2 bill

that was part of a short snorter

that l carried all through the war.

Get out of my room.

Look, honey, lve had a hard day.

Now just give me the wallet

and well forget the whole thing.

lve already forgotten it. Shove.

Seora... Seor Cochrane.

You save me the need for a visit.

lt has become necessary

to enforce our laws against vagrancy.

Since you are without funds you will

leave Macao at the first opportunity.

My regrets, seor.

Whats that got to do

with your barging in here?

You will let me explain, seora.

l am not here to see you

in my official capacity.

l ought to make you apologize.

Havent you lost a little weight

since l saw you last?

-Now will you get out of here?

-ln a moment, seora.

But first, please allow me

to be of some small service to you.

-lve heard that one before.

-Oh, you misunderstand.

Okay, what is it?

l was at the dock when l heard you say

that you are a singer.

Felizardo, l said to myself,

Here is a beautiful young lady

to grace the dull existence of Macao.

So being a man

with a practical side to my nature,

l hurried to Seor Vincent Halloran,

owner of the largest

gambling establishment on the island.

Vincent, l said,

our friendship is at an end,

unless you give this young lady

a chance.

-Does that mean youve got a job for me?

-Precisely.

Why didnt you say so?

Your pardon, seora,

how soon can you be at his office?

As soon as you get out of here,

l can get dressed.

Goodbye, Miss Benton.

lt is indeed a pleasure to welcome

a young lady graced with such beauty of...

Yeah, yeah, officer, me too.

Where can l get a shave?

Our hotel has

the finest barber in the Orient.

This way.

l didnt see any phone in my room.

How do you call Hong Kong?

There is no telephone connection

with Hong Kong.

lf you wish to cable, the phone at my desk

is at your disposal.

l was just curious.

What time do the gambling halls open?

They never close.

Me wants a shavey, easy side, chop, chop.

Who do you like this year?

The Giants or the Dodgers?

Wherell l find Mr. Halloran?

He sent for me.

Youll find him in his office up those stairs.

Thanks.

ls Mr. Halloran in?

Hello.

That policeman friend of yours

said you might have a job for me.

-l might. Miss Benton, isnt it?

-Yeah.

lve heard that all roads lead to Macao.

But why did you wanna come here?

l was left a legacy

and l wanted to see the world.

-Cigarette?

-No, thanks.

You must meet a great number of people

on your travels.

This fellow, for instance?

Sure.

-Who is he?

-My grandfather.

My mother wont let me go anywhere

without a chaperone.

l thought maybe

he was part of your seeing the world.

l just met him on the boat.

Now that your legacy has been used up,

you need a job?

Listen, you sent for me.

This wasnt my idea.

Well get along better

if you take that chip off your shoulder.

lt wont do you any good here.

Never did me any good any place.

-Where have you been singing?

-Everywhere.

-l mean, recently.

-Hong Kong, till the boss got ideas.

l can easily see why.

Shall we say 100 a week?

l could sing better for 150.

My patrons come here to gamble.

lll pay you 100. Think it over.

l just did. When do l start?

Call Gimpy.

-How about two weeks salary in advance?

-This is one time l wont say no.

This fellow you met on the boat,

what does he do for a living?

l wouldnt know. Why dont you ask him?

Gimpy, Miss Bentons gonna sing here.

-That is fine, Miss Benton.

-Glad to know you.

-Whats your real name?

-Gimpy.

Everyone calls him that.

Dont they, Gimpy?

Yes, sir.

See that she gets something to wear

that does her justice.

Yes, sir.

-Thanks, Mr. Halloran.

-Try calling me Vince.

Okay, Boss.

You got a match, lady?

-Hi. Whatre you doing here?

-Oh, just looking around.

-Dont tell me youve landed a job.

-Theres my piano player.

Come into my room when youre ready,

Miss Benton.

Come in.

This man wants to see you.

-Anything l can do for you, Mr. Cochrane?

-How about a light?

Go ahead.

Whats your problem?

Need a check cashed?

l need a bank account.

Whats my picture doing on your desk?

l like to keep posted

on every potential customer.

ld like to work on the other side

of the table.

l dont suppose youd have a job for me?

What kind of training have you had

for a job around here?

Well, l worked in a gambling house

in Singapore.

-Whyd you quit?

-Broke a house rule.

-l let a heavy bettor win.

-The same house rule applies here.

After Singapore?

After Singapore, l nursemaided

a shipment of machine guns to lraq.

Then l went on to Cairo,

got rid of a handful of stones

for a couple of refugees who wanted visas.

That dough l blew on slow horses.

Worked my way back to China

on a freighter.

Here l am, broke,

ready to go on the payroll.

Doing what?

Maybe you could use a skipper

on your trips to Hong Kong?

l can sail anything that floats.

You must have heard,

l never go beyond the three-mile limit.

-Didnt they tell you in New York?

-l left New York five years ago.

-Really, Lieutenant?

-Why the Lieutenant?

My friend Lieutenant Sebastian

of the police

told me of your commission in the army.

Now theres a job you might have

talent for, on the police force.

lm not partial to the law.

As a matter of fact,

thats why l left the States.

-l got into a little jam back there.

-How long ago was that?

l just told you. Five years ago in New York.

-What kind of a jam? Kill someone?

-No. Youd probably call it smalltime stuff.

Smuggling arms,

getting rid of hot jewelry?

Thats too bigtime for me.

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