Phantom Boy Page #4

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Is she with you? Put her on.

I want to give her my best wishes.

That won't be possible.

She's completely deaf.

- What's this? Are you lying to me?

- Okay, as you wish.

Here, Cracker, pretend to be my mother.

What?

- Hello?

- How are you, my dear lady?

Not so good.

You know how it is, at my age...

Your son no longer keeps bad company, I hope?

No, he's stopped all that.

I imagine he doesn't see Cracker now,

after what he told me.

Why? What did he tell you?

It seems cracker is scared of spiders.

Did you know that?

He passed out when he found one in a safe.

You said we wouldn't speak of that again.

The Mole just took one hell of a punch.

You can open the safe yourself, you jerk.

- What did you tell him?

- The truth. Never lie to your mother.

A little birdie told me

you're up to no good again.

It wasn't me. It was Cracker.

He turned up with a safe,

and there was nothing I could do.

Calm down. Listen, I can keep you

out of jail if you return the safe

and help me out.

Raise your right hand and say, "I swear."

I swear, Inspector, on my mother's life.

- He raised his left hand.

- That's not your right hand, Mole.

Sorry. It wasn't on purpose.

That's it. I swear.

- Still his left hand.

- Right hand, Mole, or I'll lock you up.

- All right, I swear.

- He did it.

I'm looking for the man with the broken face.

You've seen him on TV.

The guy who wants to blow up

the computers? He's a big shot.

I know he's somewhere in the port

with a dog and a giant.

I need you to find his hideout.

A journalist will help you.

You'll treat her with respect

and get me the info before midnight.

What bad luck. We were nearly there.

It's really not Mole's day.

- What are you doing?

- I'm going with you.

Are you crazy?

You want to get cut into little pieces?

The guys here don't like cops

and they hate journalists.

They'll sniff you out in two minutes.

Not an option.

Mole's gone out alone,

and Mary's waiting in the van.

He must be going to see one of his mates.

I don't like sending you there.

The company Mole keeps isn't pretty.

- Is there anything wrong?

- Well...

There's a woman who...

Who's dancing almost completely naked.

- Where are you?

- Someplace called Bada Bing.

That's a strip club.

Leo, I forbid you to look. You're too young.

- But she's right in front of me.

- Put your hands over your eyes.

- I can see through them.

- Look somewhere else.

Where's Mole?

- He's going into another room.

- Follow him.

Well, Mole. Do you need some tools?

No, I need some info. I'm looking for a guy.

I'm told he operates in the port.

What do you want with him?

That's not my area of business.

He tried to cheat me. Where will

we end up if thieves steal from thieves?

He's a big guy.

Very big, like a giant, you know?

And he always goes around

with a tiny little dog.

Him? Don't talk to me about him.

His filthy mutt just about bit my hand off.

So he's messed you up too.

Do you know where he's staying?

No, it was Rico who made the sale.

I went to the ER.

Six stitches. That damn dog.

A yappy little thing with teeth like a shark.

I've never seen anything like it.

What took you so long?

Did you find something out, at least?

Calm down, little lady.

I have everything under control.

A guy named Rico sold them

some computer hardware.

We just need to find him

and he'll tell us where he is.

I need to tell Alex, but I can't find

my cell phone. Will you lend me yours?

I stay away from those things.

Apparently, they fry your brain.

There's a phone booth behind the warehouse.

- Leo, you're back already?

- I don't feel well.

Hi, Mary. Everything's good with you?

Keep me informed. It'll be tight.

We only have until midnight.

See you soon, and be careful.

How are you feeling? You're pale.

Do you think I'll make a good cop one day?

No doubt about it.

Go and lie down in your room.

You've done a great job.

Are you all right, kid? You're very pale.

Yes, I'm okay.

Look, there he is.

Nothing's happening.

When's Rico going to show?

He'll be here soon.

Small-time traders can't leave

their shops for too long, you know.

- Have you been working for Alex long?

- Working? It's not like I'm getting paid.

I know you can't say anything.

It's secret, I understand and respect that.

But I know.

I don't know what ideas

you've got into your head,

but you and me, it'll never happen.

- Sorry?

- You're nice enough in your own way.

But in my line of work, journalists

really don't have a good reputation.

There. Nothing's broken.

It was just dizziness. The medication

affected his appetite, making him weaker.

I'll get you some fruit pure. That'll help.

- Are you okay, Leo?

- Are you feeling better?

- Does your nose hurt?

- No, it's fine.

If you're hungry, I can get you

something nice from the canteen.

- Thanks, but I just want to sleep.

- We'll leave you in peace.

- Can you stay for a while?

- Yes, we're just next door. Don't worry.

You've reached Mary's voice mail.

Please leave a message.

Mary, it's Alex.

Tell me if you leave the south docks.

The man with the broken face

must be nearby, so don't take any risks.

Call me back soon, okay?

What do you think's going to happen?

He can't even stand up.

If his test results aren't good,

I don't know...

Look, we'll know tomorrow.

There's no point assuming the worst.

And he mustn't see us like this.

You're right. Where's Titi?

In the playroom, I think.

- Will you read me a story, Leo?

- Titi, you can see me?

Here, take the book. We were here.

But how is it you can see me?

This is incredible.

No, you already read this one to me. Here.

But, Titi, can you see me or not?

Okay, Leo, we can read a different story

if you don't like this one.

No, not that one. I already know it by heart.

Okay, Leo, as you wish.

I prefer this story too.

Tell me, my friend,

am I an immensely rich man at last?

Sorry, boss,

your account is still totally empty.

Those idiots.

I will crush them all like cockroaches.

- That's him.

- Don't pick up. I'll take the call.

How long do you need to trace him?

- Thirty seconds, Captain.

- I'll give you five minutes if you want.

Hello, this is Captain Simon.

I'm with the mayor and...

Moron. My $1 billion. Right away.

Hang on, Captain. Another 25 seconds.

- Boss, we have a problem.

- What now?

Remember the journalist's phone?

Listen to the message she just got.

Mary, it's Alex.

Tell me if you leave the south docks.

The man with the broken face must be...

- How the hell...

- I found his name in her contacts.

It's the cop who almost caught us last night.

I checked, he's in the hospital.

I must say, I wasn't expecting this.

Shall we get rid of him, boss?

That's an excellent idea, my friend.

Go and do it immediately.

As for that nosy woman,

I'll take care of her myself.

No way. Has your friend taken the day off?

It's the crisis.

Even stolen goods don't sell like before.

I can't stay shut up in here any longer.

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