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Welcome to San Leone, Senor Mannix.

From the United States, huh?

You're a long way from home.

Here you are, Senor. La Punta.

Thank you. Oh, I may be getting an important phone call.

I'd appreciate it if you'd put it through right away.

Of course, sir.

When that phone call comes...

tell me.

Yes?

Senor Mannix?

That's right.

You placed an advertisement in El Tiempo

about three days ago?

That's right.

And you still wish to locate

a certain Victor Valdek?

That's why I'm here.

And it's worth a lot of money?

How much is a lot of money?

Eight thousand pesos.

Well, I'll have to talk to my client in the United States.

Eight thousand, or I know nothing.

All right, where do we meet?

You know where the Casa Boria is?

No idea.

It's the big house on the hill.

Anyone can direct you there.

I work there.

My name is Carlo Boldesca.

Meet me there at 4:00.

And Senor...

bring the money.

Good-bye.

You talk too much.

Who are you?

Tell him who we are.

We're from the telephone company.

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Oh, excuse me.

Do you know where I can find Carlo Boldesca?

Inside.

May I help you?

I hope so.

Does a Carlo Boldesca work here?

Yes, he does. He's the porter.

But it's his day off.

Well, that's strange.

He told me to meet him here at 4:00.

Well, I'm afraid you're out of luck.

On Carlo's days off, he usually gets drunk.

Well, if you don't mind I'll just wait a little while.

I wouldn't.

When Carlo is drunk, he's usually totally drunk.

Oh, maybe you'd do me a favor.

Would you tell him I was here? My name is Mannix.

Tell him that I'm still interested in his friend,

and that the price is all right.

I'll tell him tomorrow.

And maybe you know this friend of his. Victor Valdek?

No, I don't.

Anybody else here that might know him?

I'm afraid not.

What is this place? A museum?

No, this is the home of Count Alessandro Boria.

The Borias are an old colonial family.

This used to be the Count's summer home before his...

fortunes changed.

Are you a relative of the Count's?

No. I'm Adrianna Medova.

I'm employed here, like Carlo.

But not as a porter.

Well, that painting is interesting.

Very strong, almost cruel.

Not at all like what I'd expect you to do.

Good day, Mr. Mannix.

He was just here.

Mannix?

He was asking for Carlo Boldesca.

Did you tell him?

Yes.

He seemed to accept it?

But he said Carlo was a friend of Victor.

Now how could Carlo even know about Victor?

It doesn't matter how he knows. I've sent him away.

Which reminds me...

you should be looking for a new porter.

I will be so glad when this is all over.

It won't be much longer, my dear.

Nearly all the arrangements are made.

And forget about Carlo.

He won't be talking to Mannix.

I've sent him on a trip, my dear.

On a little trip.

Senor Mannix?

Yes.

- Will you come with me, please? - Where?

When I take you there, you will see.

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Inspector?

Your passport, please.

You're used to dealing with the police.

That's right.

And you don't ask why you're here.

Oh, I figure you'll get around to telling me, Inspector.

Hmm.

There's a dead man down there.

Somebody stabbed him

and threw him over the edge.

My men found this in his pocket.

Did you place that advertisement?

That's right.

And somebody contacted you?

At my hotel.

Did he identify himself?

Yes. Carlo Boldesca.

And he said he knew the whereabouts

of this Victor Valdek?

Yes.

And?

I made an appointment to meet him at 4:00

up at the Casa Boria.

He never kept the appointment.

No.

He got stabbed a little first, huh?

If you think I killed him, Inspector...

arrest me.

No...

I don't think you killed him,

but I'm interested in this man you advertised for.

What do you know about this Victor Valdek?

I'm a private investigator.

A law firm in the United States sent me out here.

They have a client that wants him found.

For a crime?

No, just the opposite.

About three years ago, this client's son cracked up

in a light plane back in the mountains.

A man, later identified as Victor Valdek,

carried him for two days to a farm.

Without Valdek he would have died.

My client owes him a debt of gratitude.

And I supposed to believe this story?

Why not?

People do crack up in planes.

And what happens if you find this Valdek?

A reward.

He dragged a wealthy man's son out of a wrecked plane...

saved his life.

And now my men drag a man up the hill...

much too late to save his life.

Professionally, Mr. Mannix,

what's your opinion about the connection

between the two events?

Is there a connection, Inspector?

Who knows?

My men will take you to your hotel.

Inspector Varga here.

Luis, tell Cassana to forget

about the arrival of the president.

I want to keep an eye on someone else...

a new arrival in San Leone.

Excuse me, is Rosa in?

She's in the kitchen.

Thanks.

Come in.

My God.

- Joe Mannix. - Hello, Rosa.

After ten years.

Eight.

Come, come, sit down.

Tell me, what are you doing this side of the equator?

I'm on a job.

You know, you haven't changed much at all, Rosa.

Well, my bank balance is bigger,

but then again, so am I.

Now, tell me about the job.

What do you know about a girl named Adrianna Medova?

She works up at the Casa Boria.

Not much.

She keeps to herself.

Do you want some information on her?

- Yeah. - I'll find out.

Now, is there anything else,

or shall we play a little backgammon?

There is something else.

Isn't there always?

Rosa, if you wanted a job done

on this island, who would you go to?

What kind of a job?

Knife.

How long has he been here?

Um, Bernard is jealous,

but he's honest and a pretty good lawyer.

Five minutes.

Is it on business?

Bernard, Joe is an old friend

from Los Angeles in the United States.

I know where Los Angeles is.

Is anyone else here?

Nobody.

Now, stop being a fool, Bernard, and run along.

The police are interested in someone in here.

It's not you,

it's not me, so it must be you.

I'm here on a legitimate job.

He wants a list of the local killers.

You call that legitimate?

I'm not interested in hiring 'em.

How do you know the police are interested in me?

He works for Inspector Varga.

New man.

Name's Cassana.

I can't talk now; I'm going into town.

You, uh, mind if I go along?

Suppose not.

Do you know what I do for a living?

Yes, you're a detective.

How do you know that?

I was told.

But you're not a real detective.

Well, real enough.

You know, there's something I don't quite understand.

I came here to do a very simple job,

yet it seems to be getting more complicated every minute.

The only reason I want to find Victor Valdek

is to give him some reward money.

You wouldn't think I'd have much trouble

doing a simple job like that, would you?

What sort of trouble are you having?

Well, Carlo Boldesca... He knew I was here.

Somebody knifed him.

Well, I could tell you as much about Victor Valdek

as Carlo could.

Then, you do know Valdek?

Yes.

If you'd told me why you wanted to find Valdek,

I would have helped you when you first came to the Casa Boria.

You told me you didn't know him.

Oh, he's not a man I find it easy to talk about.

It never is, about a man that you were once in love with.

Where is he now?

He was killed two years ago in the earthquake.

He's buried there.

Where?

In Mirava, on the other side of the island.

Did he have any relatives?

On the mainland, yes, but none here.

Hmm.

I'll, uh...

have to check out his death for my client.

I hope you understand.

Then will you go back to the United States?

If I'm satisfied he's dead, yes.

Oh, uh, where can I find the mayor's office?

Right up those steps, señor.

Thank you.

Mr. Mayor.

Yes.

Sorry to disturb you.

Oh, it's all right.

It's hopeless anyway.

I'll never win.

Later, gentlemen, later.

My name is Mannix.

I'm a private investigator from the United States.

I'd like some information

about a man who was killed in the earthquake.

Sit down, señor.

Thank you.

Who was the man killed?

Victor Valdek.

Ah.

Uh, pour yourself some wine.

The worst damage was to the hotel.

The whole building collapsed.

Were there many killed?

Eight.

Uh,

half past 11:00, January 3.

Here it is.

They found the bodies in the ruins.

Five of them were local people,

the other three from the mainland...

A man and two women.

They were all identified.

Uh, here we are.

Victor Valdek.

He was the man from the mainland.

Who identified him?

Crespi, I guess.

Who's Crespi?

The stonemason and tile maker.

He pulled most of the bodies out of the hotel.

Where can I find him?

Uh, he looks after the Monument of the Revolution.

Today I've got him scrubbing the graffiti off the tiles

in case the president drops in on us.

With him, you never know.

Yeah.

Oh, one more thing... does it say there where Valdek is buried?

Local cemetery.

And I'll also want a photograph of the grave.

Why?

Well, my client in the United States

will want some sort of proof.

Zimmer, over at the café, will do it for you.

Thank you.

Mr. Crespi?

Yes.

What can I do for you?

A fellow named Zimmer, down at the café,

took this photograph of one of your headstones at the cemetery.

Do you remember this Victor Valdek?

The earthquake.

We carried him out of the hotel.

We?

Pablo and me.

Who's Pablo?

My assistant Pablo Cerva.

Pablo.

Here.

You see this?

This is my work... A laborer's... but wait.

Pablo's work.

The primera class... first class.

Am I correct?

Ah, it's very nice.

Hmm.

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

What was he like?

Who?

Valdek.

Smashed up.

They all were.

How did they identify him?

Papers in his wallet and a letter.

A letter?

From a woman.

Do you happen to remember this woman's name?

Hmm, no... but, but she wrote back

and she sent money for his funeral.

Well, thank you very much.

That's all right.

Hey...

I remember.

The woman's name was Adrianna.

Adrianna.

Hmm.

Who did this?

Pablo.

Pablo's favorite.

You came here in broad daylight?

Why not? I was anxious to see you.

But you know you're not supposed to come so early.

It's just not wise.

Adrianna,

you worry too much.

Victor.

Carlo Boldesca has been killed.

The porter?

Really?

Did you have anything to do with it?

As if I would use a knife.

Well, then who?

Who indeed? Who would want to kill a harmless little porter?

I have no idea.

Oh, God.

How much longer is this going on?

Adrianna, darling, if you can have patience

for a few more days, this will all be over.

We'll be finished with this kind of life,

with this country,

with the whole affair.

Forever.

Adrianna...

I promise you that.

Mr. Mannix!

You found Valdek, huh?

Yes, I did.

Dead, no?

Who did you have follow me to Mirava,

Lieutenant Cassana?

That wasn't necessary.

I telephoned the mayor.

Ah.

I thought you might be interested in seeing this.

What is it?

A file.

On Valdek?

Read it. It's fascinating.

- Interesting man, huh? - Very.

A murderer, a thief, a forger.

Name it... Valdek was it.

Even a hero.

No mug shot.

Correct.

He was a very elusive man,

and he seemed to inspire loyalty in everybody he worked with.

No one ever betrayed him.

Not even a woman?

Not even a woman.

Well, it's, uh...

not gonna be easy telling my client the truth.

Well, you did your job.

So it seems.

And now I can go back

to making this island safe for our beloved president.

Have a good trip.

Why did you come? We were not to meet

until Saturday at Orfeo's.

- It's dangerous for you to be here. - Well, you know, Count,

we artists like to see our work once it's finished.

And you approve of your work, of course, then?

Yes, as a matter of fact,

I'm a very talented man.

Let's hope you're as talented with a rifle.

I suggest you hold this handkerchief to that cut.

I shouldn't like my furnishings to be soiled.

I, uh...

I take it you're... Count Boria.

I am.

Ah.

Perhaps you'll explain

what you're doing in my house, Mr. Mannix?

Let him do his explaining to the police.

Oh, later, if necessary, Major.

At the moment, I'm interested in Mr. Mannix's story.

Well, I, uh...

I was here looking at your paintings. I...

I sat down for a moment. I...

guess I fell asleep.

Oh.

Well, how did you hurt your head?

Somebody hit me.

Somebody?

Oh, no.

No, this is what hit you.

When I came in here, you were lying right here.

Obviously, this fell and struck you.

Major, would you look over the premises

and reassure Mr. Mannix that there's no one else here?

You should be searching him.

I do not think Mr. Mannix came here to steal.

Do you mind if I have a look at the other room, Count?

Not at all.

Who painted this picture?

A young woman named Adrianna Medova.

But, of course, you've met her.

Mmm.

She, uh, hasn't signed it yet.

No.

Excuse me.

Yes?

Thank you, Major.

Muller has checked everywhere. No one.

Maybe it was just a bad dream.

Maybe.

Oh.

Good night, Mr. Mannix.

And do be careful leaving my house.

I should not like you to have a second accident.

- Good night, Count. - Good night.

I, uh, went to Mirava.

Did you find what you wanted?

Mm-hmm.

But it wasn't what I expected.

I don't understand.

Don't you think it's about time to be honest with me?

Honest?

I've already told you everything I can.

Why are you so anxious for me to believe

that Victor Valdek is dead?

He is dead.

I think he's alive. I think he's on this island, and...

I think you know that.

Victor is dead.

What I'd really like to know is what hold Victor has over you.

Hold?

According to the police files... A murderer, a thief, a forger.

Why should you want to help a man like that?

I think you're into something a lot deeper than you realize.

Now, Boldesca was killed just because

he wanted to talk to me about Victor Valdek.

That's a lie.

Adrianna.

I would like to help you.

I am not in need of your help.

Victor is dead and that's all I know.

Congratulations.

- Oh? Why? - I got a present for you.

- Going-away present. - Ah.

Here.

From you?

- No, I'm only the delivery boy. - Ah.

Big ones?

Yeah.

Dollars or pesos?

Dollars.

How many?

I'd say at least 50.

I'd kill you for half that.

Half? A quarter.

Uh, who's so generous to me?

Well, unfortunately, they didn't tell me that.

They tell me nothing.

Uh, any message with the money?

Tickets.

One to the mainland and one first-class to Los Angeles.

If you want my advice, be smart, use them.

Oh, uh...

what if I decide to stay?

How tough are you?

Why?

Czerny needs exercise.

Do me a favor, use the tickets, huh?

- Well, I guess I'd better start packing. - We'll help.

We'll even put you on the plane, right, Czerny?

Right.

Hey!

Aah!

Uh...

Just my luck.

The day the President of the Republic is coming to San Leone,

and I have to visit my wife's family.

When's he coming?

Sunday.

There's a real man, Senor.

A true friend of the people.

You were leaving on the afternoon plane.

My travel plans seem to get a lot

of circulation around San Leone.

What happened?

The plane left without me.

I don't understand.

Stop the act.

You can give this back to whoever it came from.

Tell him I'm not for sale this week.

And you can tell him I intend to stay

until I find out what's going on around here.

Stay where you are.

Where did you get $5,000?

Uh, how do you know about that?

Mannix gave it to me.

When?

What does it matter?

Where did you get it?

From Count Boria.

Mannix was making him nervous.

Things are bad enough right now

without some outsider interfering.

So, the count asked me to get rid of him.

What are you going to do about him now?

Well, that is for the count to decide.

All I know is, there cannot be any more mistakes.

No more mistakes at a time like this.

If you'd have asked me, I could have told you

he is not a man you can buy.

Oh.

No, I would say that, uh, this Mannix...

He's more... more of a saint.

No one is a saint.

But he has one thing that you will never have.

Oh. What is that?

Pride.

Pride in himself.

You... all your pride is in your work.

Adrianna.

Tell me one thing.

This Mannix...

Are you going to see him again?

I don't know.

Because it might be dangerous.

For me?

For Mannix.

I lied to you.

Right from the beginning,

and now I want you to know the truth.

When you gave back his money, I learned a lot about you.

His money?

Victor's.

Oh.

You're finally admitting he's alive, huh?

Yes.

I only wanted to put him in touch with my client.

Uh, nobody had to lie to me, or try and pay me off.

I know that. That's why I'm talking to you now.

Long ago, on the mainland, Victor killed a man.

It was in self-defense, but he couldn't prove it,

so, he had to hide from the police.

In Mirava, when the earthquake came,

he saw a chance to bury Victor Valdek forever.

The dead man's body was unrecognizable.

When did Victor Valdek come here?

Three months ago. He wanted to leave the country,

and he didn't have the money, so I took him to Count Boria.

The count is helping him?

Yes.

In a few days, Victor will be gone.

To a new life.

Please, just go away and forget about him.

He once did a good service

for the son of the man who hired you.

Couldn't you just let him stay buried?

Does he know you're here with me now?

No.

Where is he?

What name is he using?

I can't tell you that.

Not without his permission.

What is he to you?

He's my husband.

Look, I don't care what he's done.

I love him.

I live for the day that he won't have to visit me in the dark,

that we could walk down any street together

without fear... in another country.

What about the porter, uh, Carlo Boldesca?

Why did Victor kill him?

He didn't.

Oh.

Just what is the count's interest in him?

He believes Victor to be a great painter.

A genius, he thinks.

He's the only other man who knows

that Victor's still alive.

The, uh, porter knew.

Cost him his life.

Start the engine.

Help me.

Get down!

Hey, Mannix, the next one is for the girl!

Step aboard, Mr. Mannix.

Still here, Mr. Mannix?

I like it here.

All right, Czerny.

Not in the face, idiot.

Pick him up.

With us, it's strictly business, friend.

Why didn't you leave? You had the money.

You'd never understand.

No, I guess not.

Czerny?

You set me up beautifully.

No, I didn't, I swear.

You're hurt.

Joe, what happened?

I'll need a place, Rosa.

Of course. How long?

I don't know.

Now, Rosa, if somebody said they'd meet you at Orfeo's,

where would you go?

Well, it's a theatre.

- Where? - In the casino.

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Where is he?

He was supposed to be here at 6:00.

Don't worry. He'll be here.

He's too undisciplined, and I don't like it.

Everything has to be exact, precise,

split-second timing.

Of course, that's the difference between him and me.

I'm a soldier, and he's civilian rabble.

Don't worry.

I have to worry!

Is he reliable?

His type?

Do you think I'm a fool?

Would I risk everything if he were not to be trusted?

Look, on Sunday he will do what he's being paid for.

Then he'll disappear for a few days.

The island will be overrun

with police reinforcements from the mainland.

Then everything will depend upon how fast

our people in the capital can act,

how quickly we can seize control.

The general's ready to take over.

Good.

When we have power, then Valdek will be free

to leave the country as I promised him.

And if they cut him down,

so what?

Yes.

I understand.

Mannix hasn't left the island.

Where is he?

From what I've just been told, he may be here.

He is an extremely obstinate person.

Let's go.

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It's a good thing you saw him.

Mm. Not so good for him.