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Hey! Look!

Come on!

All right, Satan! We're both hot too!

Hello?

Terry! I can't believe my ears!

Are you still sleeping? It's after 1:00?

It can't be.

How the hell can I get anything done...

if you refuse to show up

every single time?

Oh, I'm sorry, Max.

I didn't even realize what time it was.

How many times you gonna pull this?

Take it easy.

Please get up...

and get your beautiful ass over here.

Okay, Max.

Okay, I'll be over as soon as I can.

I can't do anything without you, Terry.

You're not gonna let me down, are you?

Just get over here.

Terry!

It's important to you.

Why?

I've got to go. They've got to see me.

Max is having a hard time of it

with the coproduction people here.

I can't let him down like that

in the middle of everything.

To hell with the picture.

What do you want it for?

What kind of life is that?

This Maximilian Marsh-

all he does is sex pictures.

All he's interested in is big bosoms.

That's what the public pays to see,

including my own.

Do you think I want to do

his kind of pictures?

What does Terry want?

Whatever it is, I think I can provide it.

My father has many millions of marks,

any and all of which can be mine.

Why cheapen yourself

when you don't have to?

I don't expect you to understand.

You really don't know me.

But I must try to be something myself.

I'm tired of taking handouts

and of selling out.

For me, even a Marsh picture

is something of a step upward,

and I'm going to do it myself.

That means something to me.

What are you reading?

Words. Words.

This is a surprise.

I never see you anymore.

I'm very attered.

I came to tell you something.

I hope it's something

I don't know already.

No, it's something very important.

Terry is pregnant,

and she's going to be living here with me.

As your wife?

No. But under the circumstances,

we both feel that, uh-

Well, when we talked it over

this afternoon, we both said that-

You mean she said that I should get out?

We both did.

I'm sorry, Max.

Okay, we'll try it once more.

After the carnival.

XIX:

Oh, Max!

This is 10 times better than Mardi Gras.

It's fantastic!

Ah, it's a little too crowded for me.

I hope this ball tonight

is a little less frenetic.

Max! You didn't tell me!

But I don't have anything to wear!

Do I, Max?

What about the costume that was sent over

to the hotel room last night?

What costume?

Did you get me a costume, Max?

No. I don't know who it was from.

Oh? Do I have a secret admirer?

- Don't ask me.

- Very well.

Who are you gonna go as? Mickey Mouse?

Stop! Hey! Let me go!

Open the door. Do you hear me?

You can't get away with this kind of thing.

Not until you give me what I want from you.

You lousy son of a b*tch.

You bastard!

I can see you can't take a joke.

Miserable joke.

What's gonna happen

when Max sees I'm gone?

Max is important to me.

It's my career, not yours.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Well...

basically a very bad,

spoiled rich boy.

I'll agree with that.

Listen, Terry, you didn't think I could go

through Carnaval without seeing you, did you?

Max made me the star

of this picture, Horst.

L just don't want to stab him in the back.

Sure! And what about me?

You're the one, Horst,

I really want to be with.

So here you are.

I want to make love to you.

Good!

Angelica's taking care of Max.

And after you changed places

with this other girl...

Angelica,

you never saw Marsh again?

No.

- Not until-

- The morgue.

Early this morning.

Yes.

And you never saw

this other girl... Angelica... either?

- Huh?

- No.

You don't think she had

anything to do with it, do you?

She was only trying to help me.

- Have you ever seen this knife?

- No.

Or any like it?

Seven people were murdered last night,

each with a knife like this.

Each was found with a knife like this

embedded in his back.

Please stop! I don't know anything

about knives or what happened last night.

How many times

are you going to go over this thing?

I'm sorry.

I forget the strain you must be under.

Officer Ortega, will you please escort

Miss London back to her home.

That won't be necessary. I'll take her.

We're through with our questions.

We find nothing suspicious.

Oh, thank God.

Come on, Terry. I'll take you home.

- Shall I take you back to the hotel?

- Yes. Please.

You can't just brood, Terry.

It's the worst thing you could do.

I don't know what to do.

Well, come to my place at Punta del Este.

It's near Montevideo.

There you can be near me,

and perhaps by being together,

you can forget about what has happened.

Forget Marsh. Forget the whole

ugly business. I wanna be near you.

Huh? Forget Max?

Yes. Why not? You're alive now.

- Not him.

- What else can I do now, Horst?

Okay. But let's get going fast.

Now your turn to go in the drink.

Does this go on all the time I'm not here?

Well, I'm back-

10 days earlier than I expected.

Did you see Mother in Lbeck?

No. I didn't have the time.

Father, this is Terry London.

I met her at Hans Alba's place

in New York.

I wrote you.

And you thought enough of my son

to y 6,000 miles here with him?

No, no. She came to act

in a film here in Buenos Aires.

Not the film where they slit

the director's throat, I hope.

Pardon me. I didn't realize.

It was very stupid of me.

Ah, forget it.

As a matter of fact,

that's what we're all trying to do.

Come on, Terry. Let's get dressed.

We must get to know

each other better tonight.

It is only the cowardice

of the new Bonn government...

that prevents the deal from going through.

Is there no other way of getting

the necessary permission?

Sending the lot to

a less objectionable country...

where they can later be... passed on?

It had to be done this month,

or it is useless to them.

Yes, of course. I should have known.

I was within hours of signing

when they pulled the rug out from under me.

Excuse my ignorance.

I'm very fascinated with it, but I don't have the

slightest idea of what you're talking about.

Oh, excuse me, my dear, but my father

was speaking of a large deal...

to supply machine guns to an Arab nation,

but it's all fallen through.

Oh, I didn't know you were in munitions.

The Frank Arms Company is only one

of the many enterprises I control.

Surely you don't find that shocking.

No, not at all.

It's just that, um-

I hope you don't take offense at this.

It's disturbing to hear a German

supplying arms to an enemy of the Jews.

- Terry!

- NO no, no,

I've heard this many times before,

and I'm not offended.

Horst is always trying to prevent me

from hearing what people think.

But we'll ignore him this once-

something you may not get

another chance to do.

You are shocked by German machine guns

killing Jews in this day and age, are you?

Is that any worse

than German guns killing Arabs?

Many of the troops of General Dayan...

are equipped with the finest guns

that Germany produces now,

and he uses them.

Does that make him less of a butcher

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