The Bribe Page #2

what they want to believe.

Hello.

Don't tell me

Ive interrupted

Another tourist

making a pass at you, Liz.

Well, I must admit,

it crossed my mind.

Huh?

Stop it, Tug.

Why shouldn't he want

to make a pass?

But Ill let you

in on something.

For anybody but me,

my wife is pass proof.

Mr...

Rigbys

the name.

It seems

Im out of line.

I didn't know

she was-

Forget it.

My name's Hintten.

This is Mrs. Hintten.

So, how about us

having a drink on that basis?

Suits me fine.

Getting a pass knocked

down is thirsty work.

Hey, Jose.

Well, she'd served

her purpose.

There was the second suspect,

Hintten-Tugwell Hintten.

What'll you have?

Beer, please.

Beer for the tourist,

Jose,

The usual for me

and my wife.

Beer, rum,

and lemon soda.

That's right.

Si, senor.

Beer, rum,

lemon soda.

No two of them mix.

Do you suppose

that means anything?

Does anything

mean anything?

Oh.

My wife doesn't

like this place,

But I like it.

It's the source

from which

All blessings flow.

I work here, too,

Right behind the bar

in a white apron,

Monday to Saturday,

inclusive.

Today is Sunday,

For which

I give thanks.

Oh, the drinks.

Come in.

Sit down.

Thank you.

Put it on the table.

Si.

Tell Pedro to take it out of my salary.

Pedro says you already owe him.

Well, make it worth his while to sue.

Tip yourself a buck.

Muy bien.

Undehydrate yourself,

tourist.

From the united states

air force to this.

From bomber to bar.

From riches to rags.

Sad, isn't it, hmm?

Yes, sir.

I flew way up

high in the sky

Like a guy.

Me and the wild

blue yonder.

Tug, please.

Speaking of pleasing,

you please me.

Have I ever told you

that you please me?

I'm jealous of my wife,

And what do you

think about that?

Tug,

I wish you'd stop.

I can't, Liz.

Can't stop.

All wound up.

Got to run down...

slowly.

Very slowly-

Tug.

Tug.

I'm sorry. It happens

this way with Tug.

He thinks

he's all right.

Then suddenly

he's just gone.

Tug.

Here, let me

help you.

Thanks. I got to

get him home.

O.K.,

here we are.

Home again.

Put her right

down there.

Atta boy.

I'm sorry.

That's

all right.

Liz, come here.

I love you, Liz.

I know.

I love you.

Darling,

go to sleep, please.

Be quiet.

I'll make him

some coffee.

You could have

that beer.

There's some

in the kitchen.

I'd like it.

Come and get

your beer

Before it

starts to boil.

There was something

about her,

A softness.

You had to tell yourself

it was a good routine-

A very good routine.

Thank you.

Carlota's a funny place

for people like you to land.

Oh, it's a living

down here...

or rather,

it was at first.

Been here long?

Almost seven months.

Tug came down

with the airline-

Passenger stuff,

airmail.

He was very good.

You got to be

on that run.

He didn't drink when he first came down,

But then the airline people let him go,

Very suddenly,

just like that.

It hit him

very hard.

You see where

he wound up.

You know

all that business

About flying way up

high in the sky?

It sounded like whining, but it isn't.

It's...

it's just nerves.

A lot of those kids

had nerves,

With reason.

He came home from the wars,

and you got married.

Didn't everybody?

Why am I telling you

all this stuff?

Blame it

on the climate.

Why haven't you

gotten out?

We're stuck-

Broke and in debt

and stuck.

You can't get out

of this country

While you're

in hock, you know.

Is there anything more

I can do?

No, thank you.

I'm used to it.

Well, Mr. Rigby, I

work tomorrow, all day.

Housekeeping,

daytimes.

Pedro's, nighttimes.

Well, thanks

for the beer.

And the story

of my life?

I'd have liked that

better if I didn't think

You skipped

some of it.

For instance?

The parts

that count.

Liz.

Your master's voice?

Why do you ask that?

Maybe that's one of

the parts that count.

My master's

voice...definitely.

I could wish

it wasn't.

Good night,

Mrs. Hintten.

The next morning,

You picked your boat

carefully...

and your boatman,

Emilio Gomez.

This is everything.

You'll like the boat.

I'll like your money.

I hope I like you, too.

They say

you're an honest boy,

A boy who doesn't talk.

I'll lock the lip

and give you the key.

You know something,

Ill take that key.

Pie shape was up early.

You'd already

checked on him some.

Very little on him.

Name-Bealer,

J.J. Bealer,

All the earmarks

of a small-Time grifter.

Here we go, senor.

O.K. Take her away.

You spent the next few days

Getting the feel of

the islands around Carlota,

Dozens of them.

Villages on some,

Others desolate

and barren.

It looked like

you needed time

If you were going

to find anything.

Time and the breaks.

That night, when you docked,

you were nowhere.

We will have better

luck tomorrow, senor.

Tomorrow we'll try those

islands to the south.

Good night, kid.

Buenas noches,

senor.

Hello, Rigby.

Hello, Hintten.

Sleep it off?

Sure. I'm fine.

Look, no hands.

I've been waiting

for you to come in.

How about dinner?

It's Lizs night off.

Well, I-

We'd like to have you.

Give me a minute to

wash the fish off.

Pedro's won't care if the

fish don't. Meet you there.

Fine.

You asked yourself,

were you keeping an eye on him,

Or was he

keeping one on you?

I didn't thank you for

looking after me last night.

It's a pleasure.

For Liz, too. She

doesn't have much from me.

I'm either drunk

or working.

Stop it, Tug.

Why? It's true.

Tonight Im sober,

and tonight I work.

Will you see her

home for me?

Again, a pleasure.

Not too much pleasure,

if you don't mind.

Wait up for me,

will you, Liz?

Yes, Tug.

Night.

Good night.

Well.

Good night.

You know, I really should get sore.

Why does your

husband want me

Hanging

around you?

Does he?

Doesn't he?

All right, why are you

hanging around?

Oh, a couple

of reasons.

You're one-

The one I wish

I didn't have.

Good night.

You were playing it wrong,

and you knew it.

You should have been doing

the big brother stuff,

But it wasn't

coming out that way.

You were thinking

about her too much...

much too much.

You thought about her

all the next day

When your mind should have

been on her husband.

You found out things

about him that didn't jibe.

He was supposed to be broke,

yet he owned a boat...

an expensive boat.

Emilio, how does a guy

named Tugwell Hintten

Stack up

with you?

He is a mixture,

I think.

He's good,

and he's bad.

He drinks much

and gambles much,

But there's something

about him one likes.

What?

Perhaps it is

his wife, so pretty.

He's crazy. One day

here and one day gone.

To leave a wife

like that-He's crazy.

You know where

he goes?

To get drunk

on his boat.

His boat's out

today.

Could you

find it

If it was cruising around these islands?

Sure. You bet.

Maybe.

Why did you want to

see her that night?

Because you hadn't been able

to trace Hintten

And you thought she'd

spill where he'd gone?

That's what

you told yourself.

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