The Two Faces of January Page #4

I was trying to protect you.

I was trying to protect you.

Forget it. Forget it.

Why didn't you tell me?

He asked me not to say anything.

- He thought that you would panic.

- He killed someone!

Why would you lie for him?

I didn't do it for him.

You shouldn't have done it

for either of us.

Those people that are after

him... what did he do?

He swindled them.

He sold them shares in an oil

field that didn't exist.

Them and hundreds

of other people.

How much did you know?

He's my husband.

I'll call my friend

in the morning,

see if your passports are ready.

Then what?

Hide some place else?

Change our names?

I can't live like that anymore.

What do you want me to do?

I just wanna go home.

I didn't know.

...Niko.

I think it's better

if you and Colette

don't sit next to each other.

Why don't you and I

sit together?

Do you mind, sweetie?

- Oh sh*t.

- What?

Hey.

Oh, for Pete's sake.

Hey!

- What the hell's going on?

- She thinks they recognized her.

Nobody recognized you.

- She says they recognized her.

- Get back on the bus!

- No! Get your hands off of me!

- Let's go! Get back on the f***ing bus!

This is all your fault!

Don't blame me.

- Listen here...

- okay.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't touch me.

You should get some rest.

You get some rest.

I'm fine.

I'm gonna have a look around.

Hey! Wake up. Let's go.

Come on, wake up, sweetie.

Let's go.

Let's get you out of the rain.

We gotta go.

Thanks.

I'm gonna go see if there's

somewhere we can rest.

I'll be right back.

Colette.

Chester?

- Chester!

- I'm gonna go look for him, okay?

Stay here.

Chester?

Chester?

Rydal?

Did you find him?

- Where's Rydal?

- Forget about Rydal.

What have you done to him?

Nothing.

Come on, let's go.

- Tell me.

- He's fine!

- Where is he?

- We don't need him.

Look, I'm sorry.

I know I screwed up.

I'll make it up to you.

We can start over.

- It's too late.

- Don't say that!

God!

Colette!

Oh. Oh no.

No. No. No.

No. No no! God, no!

No! No! No!

Oh no. No.

Where's Rydal?

He ran away with my wife.

You got my passport?

Another 2500, like we agreed.

- You see the newspapers?

- Mm-hmm.

Could be a problem for me.

Yeah.

But a much bigger problem

if I get caught.

Oh God.

The truth is

we're joined at the hip.

I get caught, I take you down.

You get caught, you turn me in.

Guess you must've thought of that

or you would've gone to the cops.

You have no idea

what I'm thinking.

I know you wouldn't be here

if you didn't have

a little larceny in your veins.

How much do you want?

I don't know.

You were married to her.

How much do you think

she was worth?

I'll give you $5,000.

Oh, I bet you have a lot more

than that in your suitcase.

10,000. That's it.

I don't want your money.

I wanted your wife.

Don't you ever mention

my wife again!

Whoo.

Hmm?

Over there? Okay okay.

Sh*t.

Oh.

Come on, come on, come on.

You live in Crete?

No, I'm an American.

Traveling alone?

Uh, no. No no, I'm...

Hey!

- Yes?

- Is this your son?

Uh, well...

Dad, he wants to know

if I'm traveling alone.

Yes sir. I...

we were just in separate lines.

Is there a problem?

No, you can go.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Don't do anything stupid.

Get your hands off me.

Now what?

- I'm going to the airport.

- Me too.

Are they talking about her?

- What are they saying?

- Shh!

They think she was robbed.

They didn't find

anything on her.

What else?

Who are they describing,

you or me?

- Do you speak English?

- Yes sir.

- What's your name?

- Kynthia.

Kynthia? Very nice.

Bobby, Bobby Weidican.

We, uh...

we'd like two seats

on the Frankfurt flight.

Let me check, sir.

Go sit down and I'll take

care of the tickets.

Give me your passport.

Just a second, sir.

Frankfurt, huh?

Yeah, didn't your old man

teach you German?

You know, I saw a picture

of you with your father

in your little poem book.

Looked like he cared

a lot about you.

Looks can be deceiving.

Oh yeah.

Why didn't you go

to his funeral?

'Cause he wouldn't

have wanted me there.

The problem is

we expect too much from them.

When I was a kid, I looked up

at my father like he was a God.

Then you grow up...

And they disappoint you

a little more every day.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna get a drink.

You want something?

- Coffee?

- No.

Welcome aboard

flight OA 180 to Istanbul.

Our captain has informed me

that our flight time will be

approximately

one hour and 30 minutes.

Guess you should've killed me

when you had the chance?

- Where are you calling from?

- Oh, right across the bridge.

How'd you find me?

I asked the girl

at the ticket counter.

Kynthia, wasn't it?

Then I called every hotel in town, Mr.

Weidican.

I want the money...

all of it...

or I'm gonna give your new

identity to the feds.

Listen, why don't you come over

and we can have

a drink and talk about it.

I don't think so. Caf sultan,

jewelry quarter,

grand bazaar, 20 minutes.

You shouldn't have tried

to frame me for her murder.

We're gonna need a confession...

- Or the deal's off.

- Yeah, I know.

You want something to drink?

I'm afraid

they don't serve alcohol.

I'll have whatever

you're having.

I see your old man

taught you Turkish too.

You might find

this hard to believe,

but I missed your company.

You're the only person

left in the world

I can have an honest

conversation with.

- You have it on you?

- Mm-hmm.

10,000. It's all I have.

No, 10,000 won't do.

You should be paying me.

When we first met,

you were shortchanging

college girls.

Now look at you...

a real criminal.

There's something else I want.

I want a picture of Colette.

Take your pick.

Was that even her real name?

Colette?

Why'd you try and frame me?

Do you really have to ask?

Because she liked me?

You know I slept with her.

She wanted me to.

She wanted a way out.

That's all you meant to her...

some callow kid

she would've forgotten

in a minute.

Then why did you kill her?

She was the one thing

I cared about.

Now why would I kill her?

I don't expect you to

understand now, but one day

you're gonna wake up and you're

gonna look in the mirror

and you're gonna see someone who's

not all that different from me.

And you're gonna realize

that every hope and dream

you ever had has slipped

through your fingers.

And all you've got,

if you're lucky,

is someone like her.

That's what you took from me.

That's what I took from you?

You tried to kill me.

And you killed her.

Admit it.

Admit it.

Let's go for a walk. I don't

wanna give you the money here.

Welcome, sir.

Hello.

Oh sh*t.

Oh sh*t.

No, wait wait. No.

Let me talk to him.

Let me talk to him!

You wearing a wire?

My name...

Is Chester McFarland.

I'm guilty of fraud,

ruining the lives of many men.

I'm responsible...

For the death

of a private detective...

And the death of my wife.

Rydal keener...

Had nothing to do with it.

I framed him.

Sorry I disappointed you.

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