Ripley's Game Page #3

- 50 grand up front, 50 grand later.

If you weren't so polite,

you'd count it.

- So how do you use this thing?

- You screw that into the barrel.

- What, like this...

- Yes, just screw it.

- And where do I shoot him?

- Just point it and pull the trigger.

It's him. He usually wears those

horrible gold-rimmed glasses

and a great big Russian furry hat.

They killed three bears for that.

His name is Leopold Belinsky,

a f***ing Russian.

He left Moscow a year ago.

Running prostitutes and drugs

out of his clubs.

The prostitutes keep getting younger

and the drugs keep getting harder.

This scumbag is totally

out of order.

You take him out and decent people

will call you a f***ing saint.

Once a week, regular as clockwork,

he visits the zoo.

He always ends up in the insect room,

where his real friends are:

bugs, creepy crawlies, slimy things

just like himself.

That's where you'll find him.

There's no one else

there at that time.

Kids are all at school.

- Excuse me, sir.

- I just came to get my things.

No, stay. I'm just going.

Hello?

Hi, Tommy! Guess what.

Your wanker, he did the business.

Jonathan?

Hello.

- I expected you in the morning.

- It is morning.

It's so great to be back.

It's beautiful.

We can't afford this.

So what did he say?

- What did who say?

- The specialist.

Oh, him...

Well... he said...

Nothing's changed.

It's no worse!

Hello!

- How are you?

- Very well, thanks. You?

I've found something to go

in the downstairs powder room.

- Sarah said you called round.

- Yeah, we missed you.

- You went to Berlin.

- Yeah.

- Productive trip?

- lnteresting.

What do you make of these?

For a hallway?

Nice!

- Very nice!

- I thought so.

Matthew, have you finished?

I have to get ready for work.

Big boys eat their cereal.

- Okay.

- Who was that?

- Wrong number.

- Again?

No, no. More.

How are you doing? No, more.

- Want something to eat?

- No, thanks. - More!

How do you feel?

- All I want is what you owe me.

- This is f***ing fantastic!

Please may

I have the rest of my money?

- Thank you.

- Want some more?

- More what?

- More of what you fancy.

You can turn money into all sorts.

Listen, I couldn't...

What I did, I wouldn't...

I couldn't do it again.

Shame! There's another 50 grand...

And so much easier.

I'd rather we didn't meet again.

In matters like this, the trouble

starts when the job is half done.

Even bastards have friends.

Even dead bastards.

- What are you talking about?

- You can't shoot people...

..without tidying things up.

Not if you value your life.

My life?

I wouldn't go on any family picnics

if I was you.

- Where were you?

- I took the car to the garage.

But it isn't worth repairing.

Great.

So what do we do?

We...

buy a new one.

- With what?

- There's something...

..I've been keeping from you.

- I know.

This medical research foundation

gave me a few thousand dollars.

But I have to go back.

- What for?

- They're doing a clinical trial...

..with a new drug.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- I didn't want you to worry.

- Because it's dangerous?

- No.

It just might not work.

But at least we'd have a car.

They're paying you because

there's a risk.

There is no risk.

And it wouldn't be for long.

Don't go.

We don't need a car.

Hello.

I need to talk to you. Outside.

F***!

"Scusi".

Please, it's a beautiful song.

Hello. I know,

I'll call you later. Later!

Here you are.

It's a garrotte.

- I know what it is.

- Signature of old Belinsky.

When they find it round the neck

of his business rival,

it'll start a war between them,

then I'll have the field clear.

So you want Trevanny to strangle

a Ukrainian Mob boss

on the Berlin to Dusseldorf express

with a piece of dental floss?

Yeah. Well, more or less.

I think we can talk him into it.

He's not going to do it.

- No?

- He did it once.

- And very well.

- Once is enough.

I won't let him.

- No?

- No, game over.

Game over.

Who the f*** are you?

This ain't a game,

it's my f***in' livelihood!

I said no!

All right.

Hello?

"Please leave a message,

I'll call you back."

You said it was easier.

You didn't mention

strangling anybody.

I couldn't strangle anybody

even if I wanted to. Look at me!

It's not a matter of brute strength.

You apply the right pressure

to the right point. You can do it.

Jonathan... Oh, f***!

Where the f*** is he?

F***!

Just f***ing do it.

Otherwise your family's

going to die before you do.

Don't f*** with me!

They're coming.

He takes the train twice

a week for business.

He has prostate problems so he spends

half the trip in the toilet.

You have a master key to it.

That's where you'll do him.

You've got a garrotte

but you've also got a gun. But...

This is very important,

listen to me. It's very important.

You have to use the garrotte.

Let's be optimistic and say

we won't need that.

The noose, please.

Stick around,

I'll need your help.

Has he come back yet?

Jesus!

This is a non-smoking car.

How rude!

If he doesn't come back soon, we have

to wait till after Dusseldorf.

Keep my watch. If it breaks,

I'll kill everyone on this train.

I'm going to take him inside.

You wait outside,

say your wife is in there very ill.

Go into the corridor. When he comes

toward you, turn and look at me.

Wait right through these doors

and stop there.

I'll take care of the rest.

I'm sorry... my wife's in there,

she's being sick.

Mr Guleghin?

Is everything all right?

Tom!

- Jesus! Is he dead?

- I don't know.

Get his legs in.

Tom!

The other guy's coming now.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

Sorry, I don't speak German.

I'm waiting.

Mr Guleghin, are you in there?

It never used to be

so crowded in first-class.

Can I have some more?

I don't want to rush you, but the

flight to Milan leaves in an hour.

Please, I've had over 20 minutes

to adjust to becoming

one of Europe's most wanted.

I know I must look ludicrous to you

with my heaving, and shaking

and my shockingly awful normalness.

I do hope that you will forgive me.

I can't look at my son!

I can't look at my son!

I can't explain how I made

100,000 dollars.

And I really fear I am in fact ill.

I'm not well...

I'm from the lmmigration Authority.

Could you go outside, please?

- All right.

- Thanks.

I should thank you, I wouldn't be

alive if you hadn't helped me.

But I can't say thank you.

I don't know anything about you.

Who are you?

I'm a creation. A gifted improvisor.

I lack your conscience.

When I was young that troubled me.

It no longer does.

I don't worry about being caught as

I don't believe anyone is watching.

The world is not a poorer place

because those people are dead.

It's one less car on the road,

a little less noise and menace.

You were brave today. You put

some money away for your family.

That's all.

If you lack my conscience, then

why did you help me on the train?

I don't know,

but it doesn't surprise me.

The one thing I know is

that we're constantly being born.

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