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I'm sorry.

Sometimes the flash doesn't work.

Maybe I can fix it for you.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Alex, please come here.

That's you.

There's not many places left

where I can still play.

Right.

Oh, that's great.

I like it.

Spring is here

No mistaking

Well, hell, I just got off the boat.

Give me the scoop on Nicaragua.

Well, about 60 years ago,

the U.S. Marines invaded

to protect American business interests.

They put down a small peasant revolt

led by a very small man

wearing a giant cowboy hat

named Augusto Sandino.

No, no, no, no.

I don't mean the peasant stuff.

I mean the real stuff. Come on.

Well, there are two kinds of beer.

Toni and Victoria. Victoria's better.

And two, watch out for Miss Panama.

- Hot, hot, hot, but don't touch.

- No?

She belongs to Tacho.

And El Presidente has said

that if he catches anybody with her,

- he will personally cut off the guy's...

- Pecker?

Right. And throw it in Lake Managua.

I know the tune

Love, this is it

You've heard it before

You're gonna love this war, Russel.

There's good guys,

bad guys and cheap shrimp.

And Alex singing in the background.

We've got to get alone somewhere.

Around the New Year

Now it's safe for lovers just to go

Jesus, he's doing that on purpose.

Alex is one of the world's experts

on military strategy, you know.

Spring can really hang you up the most

- Price!

- Regis!

Congratulations on the African snaps.

They were marvelous.

- Hello, Claire.

- Well, thank you.

- Haven't seen you since...

- Three Mile Island?

Yes. Holiday Inn, right?

Well, look who walked in.

Oh. Before you fall in love, darling,

that's Marcel Jazy,

friend of wine, women and Somoza.

Yeah, I know.

He's also a businessman

in search of a business

who doesn't try very hard to cover up

his connection to Washington.

I like his connection

in Nicaragua tonight.

- But look at those moves.

- Yeah.

Can the C.I.A.

light cigarettes like that?

One more

Melody

A little champagne

so we might make a toast.

Please stay at your table

and you won't be hurt.

Come on.

Let's go.

Hold on.

Alex, it's Charlie from New York.

He says a nightclub bombing isn't

big enough to hold for the World section.

Tell him there were

pieces of body in the piano,

and somebody was singing

Moonlight in Vermont.

What's he got better than that?

He's got the Pope in Egypt.

Terrific.

Forget the Pope, Charlie.

You got the Pope someplace every week.

There's a big story down here, because

it's the first sign of fighting in Managua.

Get a map, Charlie. Look up Nicaragua.

You drive to New Orleans,

and then you turn left.

Oh, like hell I'm editorializing.

Look, the whole thing happened

in a room full of press and C.I.A.

How do I know they were C.I.A?

Because they wore nametags.

What do you think?

Look, we're backing

a fascist government again.

I know that's not exactly news,

but see if you can find an angle?

Alex, come on. You know,

there's fascist and there's fascist.

Let's not go throwing words

like that around, okay?

No, we don't have

any pictures of Rafael,

because nobody knows

where the son of a b*tch is.

Anybody crazy enough to go out and

look for him is gonna get his nuts shot off.

Same to you, Charlie.

What do you want?

We've met, Alex. Hub Kittle.

From Lewitsky and Knupp.

New York, Public Relations.

I have a client down here.

Who's your client?

President Somoza.

Yeah, I know, I know.

But there's an untold story here,

you know.

I mean, the man has

a point of view, too, right?

- Right.

- Right.

You're Price, right? Russel?

I'm Hub Kittle.

I need to know whether it's Russian

or Cuban-made guns were brought in.

If the guerrillas had help,

the war would have ended long time ago.

Well, that's fine, but we need proof.

Claire!

It's your daughter from Los Angeles.

Hello?

Hello, darling, how are you?

Has your grandmother

spoiled you silly by now?

She has? Great.

Yes, yes, I got the letter

with the picture of your dress.

You don't think

it's cut a little too low?

You don't? Well, I do.

Wait a minute. I'm a journalist.

Here, I got my passport.

You're a priest? A padre.

The government accused me

of knowing Rafael.

Governments are always wrong?

- Who are you?

- Periodista.

I'd like to find Rafael myself.

Whose side are you on?

I don't take sides, I take pictures.

No side?

Go home.

Mr. Price,

it was all a misunderstanding.

Your camera.

I'm sorry.

Passport.

Before you go,

there are some papers you will sign.

What papers?

Your visitation papers, Mr. Price.

You were not arrested. You just came

to visit, in case your embassy asks.

You want your passport back, yes?

- You okay?

- I'm fine.

How'd you know where to find me?

Where else would I find you?

What happened?

Oh, I was just visiting. Jazy was there.

I think he had me released.

- Jazy? Think there's a story?

- Yeah.

Oh, I don't know.

But it's a place to start looking.

Looking for what?

I'm gonna find Rafael.

Now, Russel,

we have to be clever with Jazy.

Hey, don't worry. I'm not gonna come

right out and ask him if he's a spy or not.

Are you a spy or aren't you?

Spy is such an odd word, Mr. Price.

Nobody's a spy anymore.

Russel prefers pictures to words.

You don't have to apologize.

You are journalists.

And you're a businessman?

A businessman.

That sounds good.

Okay, I am a businessman.

Why was I arrested and then released?

Who the hell are you?

If she dove in,

I assure you she would not notice.

Please.

You were arrested because the Guardia

are clowns who specialize in excess.

You were released

because I told them to release you.

Thank you.

But those aren't the normal duties

of a businessman.

But they are the normal duties of a spy.

You win, I am a spy.

Are you happy? I feel better.

Now we can relax.

You can turn off your little thing.

Oh, I trust you won't

say anything to hurt me.

Why would we want to do that?

In some ways, I am a terrible spy.

I used to be much better at it,

but now it seems everyone knows who I am.

I have too many girlfriends.

I like to be photographed.

I talk too much.

I always talk too much.

But my girlfriends like that.

No matter.

Marcel?

Do you know who she is?

No.

That's Miss Panama.

Do you know who that is?

Yes, I do.

She's in love with me.

I've got to get some water in the pool.

And once a week

I have lunch with President Somoza

to discuss security measures

against the Sandinista insurgents,

and all he wants

to talk about is Miss Panama.

He is worried about her.

He thinks she's seeing another man?

And he assigned me

to find out who the man is.

Thank you.

We all know

the revolutionaries are going to win,

don't we?

You know, I saw this picture

on a leaflet in Africa.

You know what they all say about it?

They say you're the genius

that created that idea.

It was a lot of people's idea.

Have you been to Len?

No. We're going to Masaya. We understand

the rebels have entered the cuartel.

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