Spy Game Page #6

Speedboat from Cyprus.

He's booked the top floor

of the Nebaa apartments

for two weeks.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Motor Roaring ]

My God, you're hideous.

Why do you even bother?

Missed you, too.

What do you want? Flowers

at 5:
00 in the morning?

Flowers would be nice.

But I'll settle for breakfast.

Well, I got

a good spot.

Yeah?

Yeah, taught the guy

to make migas. Yeah.

Migas?

Mexican restaurant in Beirut, huh?

I'm impressed.

Suddenly, Mexican doesn't

sound so good to me.

This better be

the best damn breakfast

I ever had.

It's delicious.

You'll love it.

We have to make it

to the end of the alley.

You're gonna make

a beautiful corpse.

[Machine Gun Firing]

Happy birthday, Nathan.

You know Langley has seven

different birth dates for you?

Well, they're all wrong.

I know. It wasn't easy.

K.G.B., Mossad, also wrong.

Fortunately,

I was well trained.

Tom, I'm speechless.

Where the hell did you find

something like this in Beirut?

Beirut? Diplomatic pouch,

overnight from London.

Got a new racket goin' on here.

Operation Dinner Out.

Dinner Out?

Mm.

Dinner Out.

I'll remember that.

[Men Shouting In Arabic,

Car Doors Closing]

Here we go.

- How're we doing?

- The sheikh's scheduled

for a physical.

I made contact

with his doctor,

who is also his cousin.

That sounds right.

Doctor's name is Ahmad,

works at a refugee camp...

- south oftown.

- [ Boat Motor Rewing ]

I got to him

through an aid worker.

- Blonde or brunette?

- I didn't say it was a she.

Is she cute?

[ Chuckles ]

Just someone I used

to get to the camp.

- [Shutter Clickking]

- Is she gonna be any

further use to us?

Not to us.

[ Tires Screeching,

Engine Revving ]

Another piece

of nasty business.

Langley wants a backup.

Okay? They want me to

liaise with the Lebanese

militia, just in case.

Nathan, those guys

are cowboys.

- No. Not an option.

- All the more reason to

make sure we do it our way.

- You're ten minutes late.

- Nathan, we're okay.

I just got hung up.

Look, we got zero room

for error here.

You're right. You're right.

It won't happen again.

- Ahmad. Good to see you.

- Oh, how are you, sir?

I'm great. Listen, I have

a friend I thinkyou'd be

interested in speaking with.

You good on time?

Okay.

Yes, okay.

Hello, doctor.

Fine. May I?

How are you, sir. Please.

It's official business.

I'm afraid a bit unpleasant,

but something you ought to see.

The doctor's father

had been a politician,

a diplomat of some note.

and he and his wife

had died a couple ofyears backk,

from CO2 asphyxiation.

We have reason to believe

that the death ofyour parents

was not accidental.

Are you saying...

they were murdered?

We know who did it.

I wanted to give you

a chance, ifyou want it,

to do something about this.

Something I think would

serve both of our interests.

I'm sorry.

[Muir]

It's likke he wanted me to kknow.

What I did kknow was

that ifwe weren't careful,

she was going to cause

the whole thing to come

crashing down around us.

Okay. Y eah.

Good.

He's been with her

every ni ght.

dd [ Oud]

Yeah.

[ Indistinct ]

Scotch.

dd [ Woman Singing

In Arabic ]

Wh-What's wrong?

Nothin'.

Excuse me, sir?

Mm. See the gentleman

at the bar?

Would you get him a double

ofyour cheapest scotch?

Okay? Thank you.

[Elizabeth, Laughing]

- Who is it?

- It's this guy, he, uh,

he workks at the embassy.

He helped me out

with a passport problem.

Monsieur, the gentleman here

bought you a scotch.

Good guy.

A really good guy.

- T erry. It's T erry, ri ght?

- That's right.

It's good to see you

again, Nathan.

I was just saying

how you helped me out

with that passport problem.

Uh, Elizabeth Hadley,

Nathan Muir.

Pleased to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

What you don't know is that

he mentioned you at the embassy.

Said he met a beautiful girl

and he wanted to extend his stay--

now that's--

that's gotta be you, ri ght?

- Well, you never know.

- [ Chuckling ]

You want to join us?

Ah-- Well, maybe,

just for a minute.

I don't want to be

a third wheel.

So, what brings you

to this part of the world?

Well, I'm with an

international aid organization.

Oh. How do you

keep track of it all?

[ Chuckling ]

"It all"?

I haven't been here

that long, but it seems

like nobody trusts anybody.

Seventeen sects, all claiming

their birthright here.

Do you have a favorite?

Our organization's neutral.

God, that must be nice,

being neutral.

Never having to take sides.

Sleeping like a baby.

- That's a simplistic way--

- Please, don't defend me.

What?

No, no, she's right.

How do you sleep, Elizabeth?

- Hey.

- Well, actually, I don't.

It's the shelling I can't

quite get used to, you know?

All night. Well, it's

more effective that way.

Families at home.

Greater chance for casualties.

And quite a lot

of these shells, they seem

to come from warships.

[ Chuckles ]

Funny, too, now that

I think about it.

The bombs, the guns,

the bullets, the tanks,

they all come from

somewhere else, too--

uh, China, Syria,

Iraq, Iran--

the U.S.

This place is like "31 Flavors"--

something for everyone.

- Bad day at the office, Nathan?

- Ah, sh-- You're right.

I apologize. Jesus, here you are,

kind enough to invite me to your table,

and I start talking politics

right off the bat.

Mm.

I guess that's

the curse of the job.

Must be.

So, Elizabeth,

do you miss London?

It must be tough

not to be able to return.

- Why should that concern you?

- What are you talking about?

I don't know if she's mentioned,

but she's not welcome at home.

Parents won't talk to her,

her brother and two sisters

think she's crazy.

- She's a fanatic.

- Stop it.

This is ridiculous.

Yeah, you just met

this guy, right?

No, please don't.

Please, stay with your friend.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- Exactly what you should have

done-- your homework.

Nathan, she set us up

with Ahmad.

She's just an asset, huh?

Did it ever occur to you

she might see you as an asset?

Yes, it did,

and I'm tellin' you,

you're wrong.

How'd you two meet?

Did you mark her?

Or was it

the other way around?

Did she get you

to do you any favors?

You're out of line. Drop it.

It's under control.

Oh!

How about him?

Rajiq Nabih. You got him

under control? Hezbollah.

She uses him to finance her camp,

and he uses her for God-knows-what.

Tell me I'm wrong, Tom.

Tell me you knew about him.

I don't know what

the f*** you're doin'.

But my personal life is my business.

You stay out of it.

Oh, like heck.

Sure-- "Terry."

I'll stay out of

your personal life.

[Elizabeth ]

Excusez-moi. Uh, taxi.

Taxi, s'il vous plait.

Oui, madame.

Am I getting

played here?

Huh?

- Jesus Christ, you're such a--

- Am I getting played?

- Oh, you're accusing me

of lying to you?

- What is it?

Do you want the truth?

Well, uh, fine.

I'm a fixer. Uh, fanatic.

How do you think

I move so freely?

You know, I make deals.

Provide introductions.

Anything to try and help...

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