The Interpreter Page #6

That isn't me.

Don't be ridiculous.

- It isn't me.

- No, that is you.

And I know, because I drive you home,

and I look at you through the binoculars,

and everything else that I shouldn't do.

It was once.

It's not any more.

After the rallies,

after my parents and sister were killed,

then the rifles came out.

It was the only way to get anyone to listen.

Just to listen.

I killed a boy who had nothing to live for

beyond the money he'd get for killing me.

I shot him in the head

so he wouldn't shoot me.

Then I handed the rifle to my brother

and told him, "I'm through. "

I walked away with him shouting at me,

"You're a coward. "

"Our parents are dead, Zuwanie's alive. "

My brother,

who in another life wouldn't harm a...

That was the last thing he ever said to me.

The only contact I have is the notebooks

I send and imagine him receiving.

I know he's alive. I know it.

But I'm not to him.

I lied to you because I was afraid.

I was afraid

he might be involved in what I heard.

I lied to everyone else

so they'd let me near the UN,

and that's the only place that I believe

has a chance to change any of this.

And I lied to you about Ajene Xola because...

I loved him. Once.

Until the color of my skin became a problem.

The politics of my skin.

I walked away from Africa with nothing.

No brother, no family, no lover, nothing.

Just a belief that words and compassion

are the better way.

Even if it's slower than a gun.

Where are you going?

You've got blood all over your face.

You can't say stuff like that

with blood on your face.

- [Protesters shouting]

- [Man speaking Ku]

This is precisely why Dr. Zuwanie

must be allowed to speak.

[Translation] This monstrous act of terrorism

was aimed at you...

...and at the heart of the United Nations.

- I can't listen to this.

- Do not allow them to intimidate you...

...or Dr. Zuwanie.

[Policeman] I'm not at liberty to tell you.

- Where we going?

- Bathroom.

Keller.

Get this processed and back to me right away.

Did he leave a note?

Did you read it?

Of course you did.

Would you read it to me, please?

"Dear Silvia, I came to tell you something

and then didn't. "

"I wanted to, but when I saw you

I couldn't find the words. "

"I told you I didn't know where Simon is.

That was a lie. "

"He was there that day.

A young boy shot him. "

"I couldn't tell you. I'm a coward.

Simon was braver than me. "

"You're braver than me. I'm so sorry. "

I'm so sorry.

The second time was me.

I feel like my friends must feel

when they try to say something.

- It's all right.

- That's what I say to them.

He left this with the note.

The only thing that I wanted...

...besides having her back...

was to be left alone.

[Child's voice]

# My bonnie lies over the ocean #

[young Simon's voice] Don't cry.

- Don't cry.

- I'm not crying.

- You don't have to cry.

- I'm not.

Because I'm here,

and I won't leave. I promise.

Look at me. I'll take care of you.

[Silvia's voice] We'll take care of each other.

I'll take care of you.

[Young Simon] Promise me.

[Silvia] I promise.

I promise.

[Thunder]

[Shower running]

Xola's dead. Kuman's dead.

Who do you work for?

- Don't touch.

- Those things'll kill you.

[Thunder continues]

Russell!

[Shower still running]

[Neighbor] Hey!

[neighbors] - What the hell's going on?

- Close the door!

Silvia!

- Silvia!

- [Footfall]

[Shower still running]

Silvia!

Keller!

Keller!

She's not here. Check the roof.

[Siren]

[Dot] Jay?

- Dot, what have you got?

- There was something on her credit card.

His name is Jean Gamba. He's our bomber.

- And our assassin?

- That would be good for us.

But I doubt it.

He tried to kill her.

- What happened?

- I shot him.

That's a pity.

He might have told us something.

- And Miss Broome?

- Gone.

- He killed her?

- She was gone before he got there.

- Mind if I take a look upstairs?

- Hold on. Dino?

- Yeah.

- Take Mr. Lud to the apartment. And Brian?

- Get NYPD to push their tapeline...

- Keller? Go home and get some sleep.

- I'm gonna wait for her.

- Like hell you are.

I need you awake tomorrow morning.

Woods? Get him home.

- Drive around the block.

- You heard Jay. I gotta take you home.

What if there were two guys? Three?

We just set the trap and run? Is that it?

They're not our family

and they're not our friends.

You told me that.

You lose somebody, you lose somebody.

I don't want to lose two somebodys.

One circle, then I'm taking you home.

[Beeping]

[Silvia] Hello? Are you there?

I'm fine. I'm all right, but I...

I can't talk to you.

You were right.

My brother... my brother was right.

It takes too long, Tobin. I'm going home.

[Phone ringing]

Keller.

Keller, Lewis. Those numbers

scribbled on Jamal's kitchen wall.

Ray's Pizza, some sex lines, a hardware store

and a global cell phone.

Chase down the global cell.

- Keller, it's Mo.

- Go ahead, Mo.

She booked a flight online.

Check all flights to South Africa

out of JFK, LaGuardia and Newark.

And then what? If I find her.

Get her on the phone with me.

He's here.

That's him?

Second car.

Keller? Lewis.

The global cell belongs to Jean Gamba.

- Got the times of the calls?

- Yeah.

Day before yesterday, 3.30 pm.

Anything there?

- Day before yesterday, 3.30?

- 3.30, yeah.

Call it. No, have Lewis call.

- I'm Lewis.

- Clark, I mean.

- No, King. And he's dialing.

- Extension 647.

The bus. Right after.

I want to know who he called.

It's King. It's the Matoban mission.

An extension.

- Lud?

- No, someone named Marcus Matu.

Head over. I need a face for that name.

[Mo] She's booked 9 am, JFK.

- I'm on the LIE. Almost there.

- Call me from the gate.

Not as much sky as I remember,

but more skyscrapers.

They diminish.

Desire diminishes.

- Where is the Second Avenue?

- Just after we get off the bridge.

They decorated the bridge.

When I came here before, they lined

the bridge with flowers, welcoming me.

- That flight departs from gate one.

- Thank you.

- No sign of her. Hasn't checked in yet.

- Let me know when it's boarding.

Can we hold 'em in the safe room

to buy time?

You can try, but it's up to him.

There was a parade.

Right here on this Second Avenue.

There was a snowstorm of confetti.

[Indistinct shouting and chanting]

[Protester] Murderer!

This is Second Avenue, sir.

- Are you at the mission?

- Yeah, but he isn't.

- Nobody knows where he is.

- They know, they just won't tell us.

- You get a photo ID?

- Yeah.

Go back inside

and fax that to UN security now.

Get his address and get over there.

I've got eight minutes.

[Dot] Keep it tight.

Agent Keller!

He's here. I just saw him.

Broadcast that description.

Good. Next.

Move on.

There it is.

- OK.

- All right, go.

- Levels, please.

- Un, deux, trois...

Ladies and gentlemen, British Airways

flight 178 to Johannesburg is ready to close.

Please make your way

to gate one immediately. Thank you.

- Thank you. Levels, please.

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