Phantom Boy Page #3

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And, rolling.

Well, what was I saying, again?

- Hello?

- Hello, Captain Simon?

I can't tell you who I am, man,

but I have a tip for your boys.

The man with the broken face is at the port.

I know it's you, Tanner.

Your number shows up on my screen.

Leave me alone.

- Hey, mister.

- Here we go again.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

It's the first time someone's remembered me.

- Most people forget me after they wake up.

- Aren't I the lucky one?

- Lieutenant Tanner.

- Miss Delaney? You look angry.

- Because I am angry. With you.

- But why?

You almost died last night.

Don't ever do that again.

- It wasn't exactly my fault...

- I don't want to hear it. Just do as I say.

- Okay, I'll be more careful.

- You promise?

Are you worried about me, Miss Delaney?

Wipe that grin off your face.

And stop calling me Miss Delaney.

It's ridiculous. My name is Mary.

Okay, no problem. Well, I'm Alex.

I read your article this morning.

It's great. Very sarcastic.

This is New York.

We can't be intimidated by yet another loony.

- Hello. My name's Leo.

- Hello. Is he a friend of yours?

Yes, but he was just going.

He has things to do elsewhere.

I'm going to be a cop too.

That's great, kid,

but I think you should go now.

Sometimes grown-ups

need to be left alone, okay?

If you want to kiss, go ahead. I won't watch.

Well, I was just stopping by.

I got an anonymous call. I'm meeting

a guy with info on the blackmailing plot.

You're not going alone, are you?

Give me the address. I'll send a team.

No, this is my investigation.

Haven't you heard of freedom of the press?

- You don't know what you're getting into.

- A good article, maybe?

Mary, it could be dangerous.

Move or I'll run you over.

What are you going to do?

Follow her in your wheelchair?

- Why are you giving me a hard time?

- I can help you. Come and see.

So, to summarize, you sit down,

close your eyes and don't move.

Sounds like a great plan.

There. I can see her.

She's leaving the hospital.

Now she's getting into a taxi.

I need to explain something.

When I leave my body,

I can talk to you and you can hear me,

but I can't move.

And I mustn't feed you after midnight,

I suppose.

I think she's arrived.

The taxi stopped in front of a supermarket.

We're in an elevator, going to minus three.

She's taking her cell phone out.

- Hello?

- Alex? It's me, Mary.

I don't need to tell you who she's calling.

Look, I'm sorry about what happened just now.

I kind of ditched you there

in your wheelchair.

That wasn't very nice. Not nice of me at all.

Mary, I was wondering, just a minor detail.

Are you in an elevator?

How do you know that? Am I being followed?

No. I heard a noise, that's all.

And where are you going? What floor?

Minus three. You're all caught up now.

I'm here. I have to go.

You're not angry with me, are you?

No. No, not at all.

See you later then.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Did you and Mary plan this

to mess with my head?

- No, no, I swear.

- What's she doing now?

Waiting in the middle of a parking lot.

- Someone's coming.

- Who?

It's just a weird echo. I don't see anyone.

I see him. It's a guy with a hat

and his face is broken into pieces.

Mary's trapped.

There are two other guys there too.

This morning, in your newspaper,

I read a very dishonest article.

Now that we're face to face,

do you dare call me a madman?

If you don't agree, you can write in.

We have a very good letters page.

Shut up, you insolent creature.

You're with the man who has New York

under his thumb.

Does being a petty journalist

authorize you to insult such a great man?

The answer is in the question.

If what you say is true,

she needs to get out of there right now.

But she can't hear me.

I need to do something.

She might not make it out alive.

Stop that unbearable noise.

I want to hear you scream in silence.

Hello?

Really? Okay.

- It's for you.

- What a pathetic ruse.

No, honestly, it's for you.

- Hello?

- Police. You're surrounded.

- Is there a problem, boss?

- It's a trap. The cops are here.

Our snipers have you in their sights.

Make any sudden movements and they'll shoot.

There's no one here.

Maybe it's a wrong number, boss.

- The giant is scratching his head.

- Tell your man to lower his arm slowly.

No one move. We're done for.

- Put the journalist back on.

- Here.

Do you want to know what

my headline will be tomorrow?

"Madman behind bars."

I'll send you a signed copy.

Hello, Lieutenant?

You can tell your team to come out?

There's just one tiny problem.

You're all alone, Mary.

What do you mean, I'm all alone?

Well, what is he saying?

- This is a private conversation.

- Mary, get out of there.

Well, you, don't move. There are cops

everywhere. There, there and there.

I'm leaving. Right.

I'll bring you some oranges.

I'm leaving now.

As you can see, since you're here.

Oh, no, I have to come back.

Get off me, you horrid thing.

Go to your dog basket.

I can't stay here. I have to come back.

- But why? You have to stay with Mary.

- Sorry, I can't.

Leave me alone, you filthy mutt.

- These cops are very well hidden.

- I'm telling you, there's no one here.

They tricked us. Get her, quick!

- Stick 'em up!

- I'm sorry, sir. He loves to play.

Sorry, boss. She's gone.

But I've got her phone.

What do you want me to do, idiot?

Get her back by running down her credit?

- A mole?

- No, not a mole.

The Mole. It's my informer's alias.

He followed you when you left here

and alerted me when things went sour.

I told you not to follow me.

I was worried. And I had reason to be, no?

Normally I would be extremely angry.

But today...

Thank you, Alex. You saved my life.

I must get back to the paper.

These are the guys behind the blackmail.

I know where the disfigured man is hiding.

I'm here because of him.

- How's that? Where are they?

- At the port.

- Is that true?

- Yes. But I don't know exactly where.

The port is big.

It would take days to find them.

- But the police are already there?

- No, my boss won't listen to me.

If I find their hideout,

I might be able to convince him.

You're not alone. You can count on me.

Do you have a plan?

My informer could help us.

I'll send him to you.

He knows the city. He'll know where to look.

The Mole?

The guy who was with me in the parking lot?

Yes, him.

But you mustn't talk to him about that.

An informer is a bit like a spy.

They're quite discreet.

Go on, Cracker, you're almost there.

It'll be a big haul, I'm telling you.

Out of the way, Mole,

or I'll burn off your moustache.

I've found The Mole.

He's in a cellar with another very burly man.

Mole and Cracker. What a surprise.

- Tell me, is there a safe with them?

- Yes.

I have to get that.

It might be my probation officer.

Go on.

Otherwise, he'll think you're up to no good.

Hi, Mole, it's your favorite cop.

So, what's new?

Nothing, Inspector.

I'm looking after my poor mother who's sick.

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