Rope of Sand Page #6

is happening to him?

It won't do you any good.

He'll never tell you where

the diamonds are.

Why not?

He'll never get there himself.

Commandant Vogel.

Mademoiselle Renaud.

I:

I can make him tell me what

you want to find out.

We'll go away from here

and never come back.

Are you suggesting that where

I may fail it cheap cape town

trollop could succeed?

I beg you to let him go.

You shall have him when

I'm through with him.

You shall have him

in the morning.

Let me have him now.

Why should I?

Because if you don't,

I will tell

everyone about your proposal.

It might be embarrassing.

Are you bargaining

with me, a pig?

Yes.

I am bargaining with you.

Pig to pig.

Release Mike Davis.

Oh, thank you.

Paul.

Here to pick up the pieces?

Look what they've done to you.

Mike, tell them what they want

to know and let's leave here.

Why did they let you go?

I love you, Michael.

Why did they let me go?

Because they knew it was no use.

They knew you would

never tell them.

How do they know I'd

never tell them?

Never quit?

And why?

Oh, darling.

I'm a bleeding heart.

No.

You wouldn't quit.

I'd wake up dead every day.

Still I'd crawl out

of the grave to

get what I came after.

Let me do it.

I can get through with a

pass from Martingale.

I'll pretend to take

John as a guide.

He knows the desert.

Don't be a fool.

If they ever caught you...

or if they kill you.

My life stops.

Now sleep, darling.

The doctor will be back tonight.

You're in pretty good shape.

For once Vogel failed to shoot

par for the course.

I wonder why.

By now according to the

rules, I should be

floating in the bay.

Maybe he was horrified

as the sight of blood.

Why don't you ask miss

Renaud why they

didn't dispose of you?

I already asked her.

And she didn't know a thing?

What are you getting at?

Nothing.

This place has really

made you sick.

She's actually trying

to help me.

How?

By getting the diamonds for me.

Now you can figure out

why they let you go.

Last night the girl came and

told me to put you back

together again, so she must know

what why were released

and so do I. They want the

diamonds and they know you'd

never tell them.

But a woman like her?

That's something else again.

Ah, you drunken...

Doc?

Yes?

How am I?

How are you, or how are

you if anyone asks me?

How am I if Vogel asks?

Concussion of the brain.

You won't be up for some time.

Thanks.

Suzanne.

Keep heading north about

three Miles.

You'll come to a low spot, just

a dried up spring, couple

of bits of brush nothing more.

Then go directly west, 50 yards.

There it is.

After that, head for Angola

where I'll meet you.

You'll be safe there.

The border stops it.

The rest I'll tell to John.

They might search him.

You're right.

Sure you can do it?

This is the best way, Mike.

You'd better get back

to your room now.

And be careful.

Don't leave that lying

around anywhere.

Goodbye.

John, I'll see you in an hour.

Bye, John

good luck.

That's all.

Forgive me for not rising.

When you find what you want,

I hope you will tell

him why I did this.

Delighted to.

In detail.

I want a half-track

and supplies,

enough for 500 Miles.

Immediately.

Yes, sir.

You're leaving?

The plane tomorrow

for cape town.

I'd rather you say.

No need to endure the

corpse at the hotel.

I offer you the comforts of this

department for the time

I'll be gone.

Upon my return, I have the

evidence to demonstrate to Mr.

Martingale how a job really

should be done.

I shall express my appreciation

properly.

Perhaps even by inviting

you out again.

Au revoir, mademoiselle.

Take good care of her.

Ready?

Yes, sir.

Drunken fool!

Come on, doc.

Get up!

Get up!

Never trust a woman, Vogel.

They're too unstable.

They shot Vogel.

Drag his body back to

the half-track.

You won't get far, even if you

crash through the gates.

They'll be after you!

Drag!

Good evening, commandant.

Headquarters telephoned that

you're here with the patrol.

When do you return?

I don't know.

Very good, sir.

Vogel, we're 20 Miles

from no where.

I want you to have a little talk

with your headquarters,

so I won't be bother with

this thing tonight.

Think up a speech quick and then

turn it on and say it.

And be sure and say

the right things.

This is Vogel speaking.

I'm a report in the

reconnaissance.

Clear all patrols from

the northwest areal.

I won't be in further contact.

Now get out.

No.

No.

Get out.

Vogel, I'll be that the first

time anybody's shoved you

around without you hitting back.

So why break a precedent?

Beg!

Beg me not to break you legs

before I leave you!

No.

Beg!

Please with me!

Plead with me, I tell you!

Please with me!

No!

No!

Get out of here, dog.

Cowardly.

Hello, headquarters.

Send the half-track northeast

area of 26 immediately.

Yes, that's right.

Then why didn't you investigate?

But you ordered all

patrols out, sir.

Like hell I ordered.

In that length of time, you

should have investigated!

They are ready, sir.

Bring them in.

Are you please both of you?

If either of you have any hope

of joining Mr. Davis in Angola

to share his wealth, I

must disappoint you.

You Dr. Hunter will be charged

with seriously underestimating

your patient's powers of

recuperation for criminal

reasons, thus allowing

him to escape.

What have you got to say?

Under the circumstances, a man

of normal strength, you,

for example, commandant,

would've been in bed for at

least a week.

I based my prognosis on that.

But apparently as sometimes

happens, a patient was a man

of considerable more than

normal strength.

You!

Commandant!

You!

You will be charged with

criminal treason!

Sending me into a trap with

a counterfeit map!

You won't bother toe deny it,

will you, mademoiselle?

No.

I will not deny it.

I was helping him.

And apparently not in

the way I thought.

Doctor Hunter!

Get out!

C'mon, get out!

Let him alone.

He's dead!

He's dead!

Yes.

And you killed him.

It's not true!

I'll keep the death

weapon as evidence.

Send in a guard.

No!

No!

Take her.

No!

Suzanne Renaud is under

arrest for the

murder of Dr. Hunter.

I will assign the report

to the union police.

No!

No!

In Angola it's now 2:40

in the morning!

These doors, they must close.

No more drinks!

I want a drink.

But the law says...

I want a drink.

But the law says!

It's very unfortunate

you cannot smash

a diamond at these.

May I join you?

No.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, how quickly our little

tramps tarnish up, how quickly

a conquest turns heavy and

unlovely in our arms.

Nobody ever did me any favors.

Do you remember this little

story I once told you about...

about this guide?

Well, there's another

chapter to it now.

Do you think it would

interest you?

I thought it would.

He made it.

He made into the prohibited

area and out

again, with the diamonds.

Glorious dash.

Gloriously.

Now...

now he has vanished

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