The Thief Lord Page #3

- Not in the least.

So-

[Coughing]

Signor Barbarossa

has surely told you...

that I am looking for someone

to retrieve something for me-

something for which I have

searched for many long years.

What about the payment?

[Laughs]

I see you are a businessman.

Your fee will be 50,000,

payable upon delivery.

50,000?

[Clears Throat]

Sounds like a fair price.

[Imitating Birdcall]

Come on, little boy.

Look at me.

Look at the silly old fool

who's playing scarecrow.

[Singsong]

Come on.

[Gasps]

Hornet, Riccio, look!

What?

Nothing.

- Buongiorno.

- [Conte's Voice] You will see

that what you are to steal...

is of great value only to me.

It is made neither of gold...

nor of silver...

but of wood.

- When should we deliver it to you?

- As soon as your skills permit.

I am an old man.

I have only one wish

left in this world-

to hold in my hands that which

you are to steal for me.

How do I know

how to find you?

You will find everything you need

in this confessional when I have left.

Send me word of your success,

and you will receive...

a letter from me the very

next day at Barbarossa's.

So, what's your name...

kind fellow, noble knight?

- Bo. What's yours?

- Vict-

Victor?

I'm- I'm a victim

of circumstances.

[Spits] All these rotten pigeons.

[Chuckles]

A basket. What's inside?

Whatever it is,

I think it's alive.

Don't open it.

It could be a poisonous snake.

- [Rustling]

- [Shouts, Gasps]

- [Exhales]

- [Pigeon Cooing, Rustling]

It's a homing pigeon.

- Don't think it's poisonous.

- [Laughs]

Hey, you know, uh, I live in a hotel

just near the Grand Canal.

- What about you?

- In a cinema.

You live in a cinema?

What, so you can

watch movies all day long?

- No, it's broken, but Mosca's trying to mend it.

- Oh.

Yeah, what's it called?

Can't remember.

Wouldn't it be nice...

if you had a proper house

to live in?

I mean, don't you have any relatives

who could take care of you?

There's my Aunt Esther,

but she's not nice, and she never smiles.

Uh-huh. You're telling me.

Where's Bo?

I've got to go.

It was nice talking to you.

You take care of yourself, all right?

[Clears Throat]

[Woman] It's many times more magnificent

than any photograph can portray.

Furthermore, this city is alive

with tales of magic and enchantment.

... but paying close attention

to the stories and details...

which make Venice

so alluring to-

[Door Closes]

This Victor thingummy-

What did he ask you?

[Bo]

He asked me my name.

Did you tell him?

What else did you

tell him, Bo?

I'm not sure.

Did Aunt Esther send him?

- But he was friendly.

- Bo, how many times do I have to tell you?

- Do not talk to strangers.

- I know. I know.

- But he was funny.

- What was he wearing?

Blue jacket

and a red cap.

[Bo]

And his watch had a moon on it.

Scusi.

I wonder if you'll be so kind

as to tell me the time.

- Yeah, quarter past 4:00.

- Thank you.

That's a truly remarkable

watch you have there.

Does it tell the time

on the moon too?

Mmm. Perhaps you're a tourist.

Where are you visiting from?

- I'm an Eskimo. Can't you tell?

- Really? That is fascinating.

[Clears Throat]

Uh, everything's shipshape and

Bristol fashion with your false beard now.

Let me go! I don't

want to go with you!

- Let me go!

- Get off me! I'm not doing-

- In broad daylight!

- Someone call the police!

I took his wallet, so you can find out

some more about the snooper.

- Thank you.

- Come on, Scip. What is it?

- Is that your uncle's?

- Uh, some kind of wing.

Must be a lion's wing.

It's probably an angel's wing,

made of wood, just like the Conte said.

50,000 for a wooden wing?

We must be missing something.

Perhaps this'll explain it.

"The wing in the photograph...

"is the counterpart

to the wing I'm looking for.

"The pigeon's name is Sofia, and she's

a friendly and dependable creature.

When you have the wing, set her free,

and she will find me."

- [Bo] Sofia.

- [Kitten Mews]

Sofia, do you like

pussycats?

[Scipio] Stake out the house.

Find out everything you can.

I'll meet you there

Wednesday at 10:
00.

I have to go now. I'll be out

of the city again for a couple of days.

Scip, please, let us

help you with this job.

I mean, not just the staking out,

but the stealing.

Okay. Why not?

You're right. I might need

my trusty cohorts for this assignment.

Buongiorno, Dottore.

Victor Getz.

I, um-Yeah, I understand that you own

a disused picture house- the Stella-

and as I'm writing an article

on the history of Venetian cinema...

I was wondering if I could have

your permission to look around it.

- Father, I think the cat's sick.

- Scipio, can't you see I have a visitor?

How often do I have

to tell you to knock?

- [Meows]

- I just thought-

I just thought

we could, uh, see the vet.

I don't give a damn

about your wretched cat!

It's sick because it's just had kittens.

I'm not wasting my money on a vet.

Continue, um, Signor-

Getz.

[Clears Throat]

As I was saying, the history of the Venetian

cinema has many fascinating stories...

a lot of them

involving the Stella.

The tenants couldn't

pay their rent anymore.

Ah, excuse me, Mr. Getz.

I believe my distinguished guests

from Rome have just arrived.

Yes, you have my permission. Scipio, will you

find this gentleman the key to the Stella?

Good day, sir. Send me a copy

of your article as soon as it is published.

My son here will

find you the key.

- [Door Closes]

- Hey!

Where do you think

you're going?

To warn your pickpocket

girlfriend?

I spent five hours with the carabinieri

because of her.

Hey! Get-

When's your film

going to be finished?

Any day now, but we need

to fix the projector to watch it.

- What's it about?

- [Bell Ringing]

[Panting]

[Knocking On Door]

[Gasps]

Let me in!

- Okay, I'll go see who it is.

- [Mosca] I'm coming with you.

Hey! You stay here.

- Scipio.

- Who else did you think it was?

- You said you were going away.

- Lock the door. Quick!

- You have to get out of here now.

- Get a load of you!

No time to explain.

The snooper's found out about this place.

- Get what you need, and let's go.

- How did the snooper find out?

Where are we supposed to go?

We're staying right here.

[Whistling]

[Lock Clicks]

So, hide-and-seek, is it?

You think just because I'm a grown-up

I'm no good at this.

Well, sorry to disappoint you...

but I just happen to be

a first-class seeker.

You can't hide forever,

you know!

What are you gonna live on?

Begging and petty thievery?

Hey, Victor.

Have you got a gun?

Yeah, of course.

You want to see it?

I'm not scared.

It's probably a fake one anyway.

Well, aren't you

the smarty-pants?

- [Bo] Now!

- [Thudding]

- [Victor Screams]

- [Children Shouting]

[Scipio]

Get him on the floor!

[Groaning]

You! Ya brat!

- [Muffled Shouting]

- That'll teach you to cross

swords with the Thief Lord.

- Ask him how he found us.

- Why? He'll just tell us lies like all grown-ups do.

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