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(Přepsáno pomocí TurboScribe.ai. Upgradovat na Neomezený pro odstranění této zprávy.) What do you say, lady?

The police!

Call the police!

All right, it's all right, I'll handle it.

But, monsieur, a lady!

To hit a lady!

A lady?

Joe Lomax, hired gun, strong arm, and general

hard-nosed.

How did you find me?

It wasn't too difficult.

Now, there's a foolish one.

What's that?

Well, this guy Lomax, he travels halfway around

the world, switches his identification a dozen times,

and he still gets caught.

Ah, well, it's not so easy to drop

out of sight.

Yeah, but he did it wrong, you know.

Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, he did it

way wrong.

You could do better, I suppose.

Well, now, you want to bet that I

can't just drop off the edge of the

world, just sort of evaporate?

Ah, come on, now.

No, no, you come on, Mal, you know,

why don't you put some money where your

mouth is?

Why don't you bet me, say, what, a

thousand dollars?

Brass.

Now, listen, just because I haven't, it doesn't

mean to say that I don't know anything,

you know.

I never said it did.

Yeah, but you are thinking it.

All right, all right.

Ten thousand dollars.

Ten thousand dollars that I just can't disappear,

right?

Ten thousand.

I'll make it twenty.

Forty, a million.

What does it matter?

We both know you're not going to disappear.

You're not going anywhere at all.

You want to bet.

Harry.

Harry, come on, why don't you relax?

Even a watch spring runs down occasionally.

You know what you are?

You're just a 24-hour surveillance man, you

know that?

I'm a professional.

Meaning that I'm just a talented amateur.

I didn't say that.

No, but you think it sometimes, don't you?

You think that where you work, I play.

Oh, well, at least you didn't dispute the

word talented.

You're pretty good.

Making allowances for my sex.

Making allowances for your sex.

Well, you don't have to.

I'll stand or fall on results.

All right, answer me this then.

Who's the guy that's been following us ever

since we left Walt's place?

I don't see anybody.

Takes a professional to spot him.

Car's around the next corner, right?

Right.

And there's a cafe opposite, right?

Right.

Why don't we dive in the cafe?

Bonjour.

Bonjour.

You spotted me.

Mind you, you know, I...

I wanted you to.

You wanted us to?

Well, I didn't want to hire anybody who

I thought didn't know their job.

You understand?

Huron.

Brad Huron.

Karl Huron?

Yeah, that is Daddy.

The shipping millionaire?

A billionaire, actually.

I mean, I don't like to brag about

this thing, but I like to be accurate,

you know.

I didn't know Karl Huron had a son.

Oh, yeah, yes, yes.

Or a mother was the greatest illusionist of

all time.

You said something about hiring us.

I want you to make me disappear.

So, that's the picture.

I made this bet.

I don't know whether it was a wise

thing to do, but I made a bet,

you know.

That we could make you disappear without a

trace.

Yeah, that's about it.

But for how long?

I don't know.

A couple of days, maybe a week, until

I prove my point.

Yes, but why us?

Because we're detectives.

Because we find people.

Because we know what mistakes they make, and

because we know what not to do.

Hey, you're very fast, you know.

You know, I knew it.

I knew the moment I read about you

two, that you'd be the best ones for

the job.

You know, I reckon that you are the

best in the business.

So, uh, I mean, what do you say?

Sounds as though it might be fun.

Oh, come on, Harry, what's wrong?

Isn't it professional enough for you?

We'll talk about it.

Oh, hey, wait a minute.

No, but I want to disappear right now.

I mean, today.

I mean, you take me to Spain, anywhere.

We'll talk about it back at Boucher's place.

All right, Mr. Huron, my car's just across

the street.

Oh, yeah.

Uh, just pay for the bill.

Here.

Thank you, sir.

Get in.

Yeah, but what about...

Come on, get in.

Merci beaucoup.

Lesson one in disappearing.

Don't talk, move.

Talented amateur.

She just ran out on you.

Oh, come on, Harry.

She was one step ahead of you, that's

all.

Admit it.

It was a neat trick, huh?

Maybe.

Hey, what's eating you?

I don't know.

There's something about that Huron guy.

Something I don't trust.

Something phony.

And while you're being overcautious, they both just

disappeared, huh?

Disappeared?

Yeah, along with a .44 automatic and three

clips of ammo.

How?

One man you have to look after?

One man?

With guards and dogs and a 12-foot

fence down?

Well, I guess we got kind of slack,

Mr. Huron.

Your son hasn't given us any trouble in

months.

Especially these past few weeks.

He seems so...

so lucid.

Lucid?

Lucid?

How long have we got?

Well, before he comes looking for you.

The man you made a bet with, he

will come looking for you, won't he?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

He'll come looking, all right, yeah.

Some kind of crazy bet.

A bet?

What does he mean, a bet?

We got the idea from the newspaper.

Newspaper?

We've met him, but where is he now?

Harry would like to know that, too.

Why do you ask?

Hey, come on, remember the ethics of our

profession.

This gentleman might be in league with whoever

is chasing Brad Huron, whoever he made the

bet with.

The man he made the bet with is

in the hospital, with a compound fracture of

the skull.

And my son put in there.

Brad is...

Well, he's not normal, he never has been.

He's deranged.

He's homicidal.

He's dangerous.

And he's armed.

What are you doing?

Calling the police.

Well, now commit him, put him away.

Whatever he is, he's still my son.

Yeah, and he's with our colleague.

Hey, you really think you can get away

with this?

Let's take my life on it.

Great.

Wait.

Wait, Inspector.

Merci.

It's on the wire, full alert.

What can I do now?

You're home.

Wait, stay by the phone.

Yes.

Um, Mr. Rule, when they find my son,

you just heard me tell them he's a

sick man.

The police won't find the Contessa.

Not if she doesn't want to be found.

Call the prov.

Tell them to get in touch with every

stoolie in town.

She's going to have to dump that car

soon, and I want to find out where.

Okay.

Here.

This one, I think.

Hey, wait a minute.

Are we going to steal a car now?

Who said steal?

They're all mine.

And then I think you change your clothes

for you.

Hello?

Oui.

Entendu.

Oui, d'accord, au revoir.

She dumped the car.

Where?

In town, in her own garage.

Let's go.

Everything okay?

Mm-hmm.

The only problem was your bra size.

My bra size?

Yeah.

What did she take?

I caused a bit of a stir in

the men's room.

How do I look?

Oh, grandmamma, what big hands you've got.

You'd better keep those out of sight, otherwise

you look great.

What are we stopping here for?

Lesson two in disappearing.

Stop running, and get a good look at

who's chasing you.

And it won't be long now.

Why?

You see that little man across the street,

the one by the car?

His name's Leprave.

He's a professional busybody.

He was by lots of people in our

line of business.

Somebody's using him to locate the car now.

Another few minutes and we'll know who.

Okay, Leprave, we're on our way.

Have you lived in Paris long?

Oh, about a couple of years.

You?

I...

move around.

Well, would you consider staying still long enough

for me to...

get to know you?

Well, I...

I think I might need notice of a

question like that.

Oh.

What's wrong?

The man you made a bet with has

just played an ace.

He's hired Harry Rule to find us.

Now we really do have to move fast

and cleverly.

Harry is a professional.

I'll take the left-hand side.

Okay.

Bonjour, monsieur.

Café?

Information.

I'm looking for a woman.

Tall, slim, beautiful.

Who is that, monsieur?

She was with a man, an American.

Chunky, had a friendly face.

I'm sorry, monsieur.

Didn't see anyone.

A beautiful woman, yes.

She sat here just a few moments ago.

But she was with her mother, monsieur.

Not a man.

Just an old lady.

An old lady?

Oui.

Did she wear a veil?

Well, yes.

Where did they go?

They went out across the street.

Well, we're in the clear.

Well, I've done it.

Nobody knows where I am.

Except me.

Great.

Oui.

Oui.

Two women.

Yes.

One young, one old.

Yes.

A yellow silver.

Merci.

Oui.

You know, I would have expected better from

the confessor.

Putting him in old ladies' clothes is a

straight steal from the Lomax case.

Still, it worked.

Left us with egg on our head.

That's face.

Hm?

Expression is egg on your face.

Hm.

Wait a minute, Paul.

I think you're right.

What?

The confessor, she can do better than she

is.

What do you mean?

Dressing him up like an old lady.

I mean, that's corny and obvious.

And picking out a bright yellow Citroen when

she had her choice of a dozen cars.

She's blazing a trail a myopic boy scout

could follow.

She's going to switch.

Completely switch.

Right.

Yeah, but to what?

Okay, what would you do if you were

in her shoes?

Well, I'd get another car.

Yeah, but you can't just hire one.

There'll be questions and papers.

The taxi can be traced.

She's got to have a cool car.

One that no one's looking for.

One that's already been found.

Square one.

Hey, uh, I mean, where are we headed?

Spain.

Well, that's where you said you wanted to

go, isn't it?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I think we'll have to stop for petrol

soon.

The tank's nearly empty.

There's no turn off here for ten miles.

This road leads up into the mountains.

You know, we could be making a mistake.

You said that.

We could be going in completely the wrong

direction.

You said that, too.

And I'll keep saying it because I keep

thinking it.

We don't know the Contessa came this way.

You're on mentioned Spain.

This is the only route they could take.

And if you're wrong?

I know a little inn near the border.

Real French cooking.

Bottle of local wine.

How does that sound?

I'm with you.

No, wait a minute.

Someone's in back.

I'll fetch them.

All right.

Hi.

Hey, didn't you hear?

I'm outside.

I want to get some gas for my

car.

Petrol.

Gas.

Gas.

Yes, sir.

Oh, hi.

I can't seem to find anybody.

There's a car coming.

I think it's Harriet.

Come on.

Oh They

found us how did they find us because

they're good that's why well come on get

moving I mean, they're gonna follow in your

car.

There's no need to rush They won't get

far without a rotor arm Blast It's no

good she tore out their other arm I

finished now not yet put these on cover

your face Gotta warn Carol before hearing gets

wise you can kill again I

Got a good start.

Let's try a couple of shortcuts.

It looks pretty rough up there Do you

think you'll be able to handle the bike?

There's only one way to find out You

Do they

come from motorcyclists, I don't know Who are

they tourists probably I

Know why don't they overtake us, huh?

They're probably waiting for a straight stretch of

road.

I suppose Paul

And Harry What Yeah, loser if it were

anyone but Paul and Harry Is no use

I said lose them Or else I'll lose

you permanently now nobody takes me back drive

Ah You

all right?

Yeah.

Yes.

I'm fine.

Well, he won his bet In

the avenues and alleyways Easy to buy

You