The Assignment Page #4

Carlos, when is he coming here?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Don't play games with me.

We know you're going to meet him.

I don't know any Carlos.

I'm telling you the truth.

This gun has a silencer.

There will not be any noise.

- Now, talk.

- I don't know any Carlos.

I just came to visit my girlfriend.

This is her apartment.

- You're lying.

- I swear I'm telling the truth.

Nice ass. Turn around.

- What are you going to do to me?

- Have some fun. Then..

I'll get something to eat,

because I'm famished.

You bastard.

- I haven't seen you for two years.

- I wasn't sure I could trust you.

And that cafe in Paris?

That grenade didn't prove

you could trust me?

That cafe in Paris

was a long time ago.

Yes, but when I heard from you,

I came all the way out here.

I've been here for 24 hours.

Are you listening to me?

Listening.

You're different.

Tell me, who gave you permission

to go out?

You'll never change.

You'll never trust anybody.

I just wanted to go out

and get something to eat for us.

I have everything I want to eat

right in front of me.

- What do you think he's doing now?

- Practising safe sex, I hope.

Oh, my God!

Now, let's eat.

- What are you doing?

- Getting air. Don't be nervous.

- What do we have to eat?

- I found caviar and pat.

- You didn't like the food I left?

- I couldn't eat a bite of it.

I don't blame you.

- Who smokes non-filters?

- What?

- You don't smoke non-filters.

- What are you talking about?

- Non-filtered cigarettes!

- Listen..

I ran out of cigarettes, and I

bummed a cigarette at the cafe.

- You bummed a cigarette?

- With coffee I need a cigarette.

Okay.

I'm sorry I didn't believe you.

The nearest cafe is two blocks away.

A cigarette wouldn't last that long.

You bummed a cigarette in this

apartment. This door was a signal.

Wasn't it, you b*tch?

Who did you meet with?

- I'll kill you! Who was it?

- The French Secret Service. DST.

Get out!

Carlos, we have to talk.

There's been a shooting tonight.

A shooting?

What kind of intelligence is this?

How the f*** could you not know

she was working for the French?

They didn't tell us about it.

We didn't tell them about you.

You were beautiful. The Russians

must be convinced that was Carlos.

Work up a scenario for the girl.

Carlos would have killed her.

The Russians saw the DST. They

know they were there to get Carlos.

The French made it perfect for us.

The KGB now think you're Carlos.

You f***ing maniac!

Jack, I killed four men.

- Annibal..

- Just a second!

- I don't like killing our allies!

- Policemen get killed. It happens.

I'd rather have you feeling guilty

than them feeling guilty about you.

You did what you had to do. Carlos

couldn't have done any better.

Agnieska betray me?

I don't believe it. This woman

was so in love with me -

- that if I asked her to suck

my uncle's dick she would do it.

- She was seen, Carlos.

- Where is she now?

They've taken her to Paris.

I want that b*tch dead.

You handle it. Hit her in Paris,

right under their f***ing noses.

- When?

- Leave now! Right now!

Don't forget to leave Europe

through London.

Something else troubles me.

You're the only ones

who knew about this safe house.

So which one of you

was her contact?

I know it wasn't you, my friend,

we go way back.

- Is this seat taken?

- No, go right ahead.

- I'm going home to my family.

- This is not the time for this.

I'm not asking you, I'm telling you.

I'm going home.

You said we can't move again

till he leaves Libya.

- He might stay there for a year.

- No, he won't.

He's going to make a move in Europe.

I'll confirm our connections.

A pack of Marlboro, please.

What are you doing here?

Buying cigarettes.

What are you doing here?

Excuse me. I only wanted to know

where I can get a newspaper.

Idiot. Right in front of you.

Never address me in public.

Wait for me by the phone booth.

Excuse me. I asked if you knew

where I can get a newspaper.

You make the slightest move

and I shoot.

Now walk to the restroom

very carefully.

Tell me what I want to know,

or you're dead.

I don't know..

Who you are?

Down.

Get out of here, now.

I won't let you die here.

I still have a lawsuit against you.

My dear boy..

My dear boy.. I am dead.

Please God,

don't let it all be for nothing.

- Get out now!

- I'll get you some help.

Shaw. I was wondering

what the status was of the account.

Is it still open?

Yeah..

It's off. The director wants

an operational review board.

- He asked me about a newspaper..

- Shut up.

You should have shot him,

but you didn't have a gun.

There wasn't anything you could do.

It was a password. Anything you said

would have backfired.

I had the same thing once. "Awfully

warm for this time of year."

The reply was, "Yes, but not

as sticky as two summers ago."

"Not as sticky as two summers ago."

Anything else, he even hesitates, -

- I shoot him.

I shot him. Just like the Jap

was going to do to you.

Bad luck for Amos.

Bad luck for us.

You and me, we're out of here.

- Just like that?

- I'm not the Madam, kid.

I'm just one of the whores.

So are you.

- Dad, you're home!

- Hi, Joey.

Look who's back.

Come on, I've got stuff to show you.

Stop it.

Annibal, stop it.

What?

- What is it?

- You've been with another woman.

What the hell made you say that?

You're different.

I was on a submarine. There aren't

any women on submarines.

- Okay.

- This is nice to come home to!

We didn't have shore leave.

You can check with the f***ing Navy.

I don't need to check.

And don't talk to me like that.

Where are you going?

Have you started smoking again?

Yeah, I'll be doing heroin soon.

- You remember what to do?

- Keep my eye on the ball.

And who's the guy that wins?

Whoever has the most fun wins.

Tyler, I'm not talking just for fun.

You go out there and you focus.

- Hey, pal, lighten up.

- What did you say?

Lighten up. It's just a game.

He's just a kid.

He's my kid,

so why don't you go f*** yourself.

- What the f*** are you looking at?

- I might be looking at a dead man.

- Annibal, let's go sit down.

- Annibelle, that's a lovely name.

Take a walk, Tinkerbell.

Play some ball. Get with the team.

Annibelle Ramirez.

Annibal.

Wait.

He's all yours.

Little League.

It's a tough game.

- What are you doing here?

- It's showtime, sweetheart.

He's planning another attack.

He's on his way back to East Berlin.

I need some time to think.

I nearly killed somebody today.

- I don't know about this anymore.

- Baseball dads deserve no better.

I heard he was way out of line.

You think Carlos has turned sweet?

Don't tell me about Carlos.

I know exactly who Carlos is.

I'm saying that maybe there's

something more important to me.

Like getting back to being me

and not some f***ing maniac.

You want to get back to being you?

Then finish it. Kill him.

When he's dead, it's over with.

You're walking around with his face.

Sooner or later,

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