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You have some fire, please.

Thank you.

Have a nice day.

You watch the birds? Yes.

Thank you.

They didn't say we were going to kill him.

It's life or death.

Here.

You another French sex maniac?

No, another American sex maniac.

Well, that makes all the difference.

You work for a newspaper?

No, I'm freelance.

I see.

Unemployed, huh?

No, I mean freelance.

A dozen top magazines are fighting for my pictures.

What are you doing down here?

Come to photograph the Gypsy Festival.

What Gypsy Festival?

You've never heard of it.

Well, you know.

You've seen one gypsy festival, you've seen them all. Oh, this one is special.

Oh. They come from all over Europe.

Wonderful.

Speak English?

Help. You need any help? No, no. No, thank you. We can manage. We have help.

No, no. Wait a minute. They're gypsies.

From Hungary.

From Hungary.

Picture? May I take a picture?

Doné.

What the hell are you doing?

Doné. Hey, give her back the camera. It's all right.

Come on, man. Let's not go to the U.N. over this.

No, it's all right.

I thought gypsies were friendly.

Yeah, but not to fool around with them in the bushes.

Did your mother ever tell you?

Friend of yours?

I guess not.

You know, that guy was no gypsy.

How do you know?

Did you ever see a gypsy with Gucci shoes?

You know, for a photographer, you don't notice much.

No wonder you're unemployed.

Oh, look, I've told you how many times that I... All right, all right.

Where are you headed?

Find a place to stay.

Well, you can stay with me.

Aren't you taking one or two things? Don't get excited.

I just mean that you can stay at my hotel.

All right, love.

So what's your hotel?

A YMCA?

Bonjour, madame. Bonjour, monsieur. Merci.

Here's another bag.

Well, come on.

Bienvenue à Beaumaniere. Bonjour.

It's so expensive.

Oh, it's a peanut for a girl like you.

You mean all those magazines fighting for your photographs?

Duke de Croix has checked in? Yes, sir. He arrived this afternoon.

Bonjour, madame. Bonjour, monsieur.

Bonjour. You have a reservation for Bowman?

Certainement, monsieur.

The lady requires a room, too.

You have room 20, sir.

And room 21 is free, too.

21 will be fine.

Dynamite. Thank you.

Champagne? Lovely.

A glass of champagne for the lady and another tomato juice for me. Yes, sir.

What do you do?

What did you have in mind?

For a living.

Oh.

I live off of women.

Pity.

Out of luck this time.

I figured.

Oh?

Well, you know, people with money don't usually hitchhike.

Getting local color?

Look, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?

Do I know you, sir?

I'm sorry, I... My dear young man, if I were any average person, I could with

some conviction suggest that you are mistaking me for someone else.

And since that is clearly impossible, I take it you were implying by that

outstretched hand that we have met sometime in the past, and you are now

offering to renew the acquaintanceship.

Look, you see, I meet so many people. How do you do?

My apologies if my memory has slipped from its usual impeccable standard of

total recall, but the truth is, I do not remember you. Good evening.

You think that's funny?

Well, where do you hear the punchline?

He was picking up the tab, and that, my friend, included you.

Have some more champagne?

I would be honored if you and your friend would join my table this evening.

As my guest.

You should be delighted.

Thank you.

My name is Henri.

Bill Bowman.

And what did you say your name was, Charles?

Lila.

This is Lila, Mr. Gorman.

How do you do?

Good morning.

Please.

I see you brought your friend.

Oh, yes, he insisted.

He's the jealous type.

Perhaps you'd prefer it if I left you two alone.

Nonsense. You will stay.

You're American.

Europe is in your debt.

Marshall Aid, Lend-Lease, Coca-Cola.

Shall we dine?

Well, we shall speak English this evening, for Mum was a Lila and Mr.

Luman.

Spoken.

May I?

I think we'll start with foie gras frais maison, rouger à la nage au

basilic, et... May I suggest gigot d'agneau

en croûte?

Très bien. Avec du gratin dauphinois.

Excuse me.

Would you mind if I suggest it for myself?

I'd like a chopped steak.

Rare, with French fries.

And a salad, mixed salad. You know, lettuce, tomatoes.

Russian dressing.

Oh, and ketchup.

A bottle of ketchup.

Yes, sir.

You do not like French food, monsieur?

Not when I want something to eat.

I'm glad to see you don't share the same gastronomic tastes as Mr. Borden, my

dear. Oh, no.

No, I like to eat well.

Bowman.

You're on vacation?

No, I'm working.

What brings you to the Provence?

The Camargue and Baccarat.

You're a gypsy.

No, I'm a photographer.

She's taking a break from pornographic films.

Thank you.

You have come to photograph the festival of the gypsies? Yes.

Then tomorrow you must come to my ranch.

The festival takes place each year in my land.

Oh, I should love to. That would be marvelous.

I should point out, my dear, Mr. Zerda is so worthy when he says my land. He's

referring to metropolitan France.

You will come?

Yes. Do you like to ride?

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Well, perhaps there's room for Mr. Bowmore.

But of course.

No, I'm busy.

Nonsense.

And the name is Bowman.

Bow-man.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Good night, Mr. Bowmore.

I think I deserve a drink.

Why is he supposed to be paying your bill?

Well, I don't know. He offered me a job when I met him in Paris.

Down here.

Hmm?

Here.

What kind of a job?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Look, pay $3,000 and, uh, trip to New York.

Well, when will you know what you must do? It seems so strange that you

can't...

Yeah, I'm looking forward to going back to America.

Well, yeah, I'll be very excited to see you go. Goodness, yeah.

What did you say about your brothers and sisters?

What's going on in there?

Are you sure?

Yeah, I think so.

What happened to your coat?

It's restyled, I guess.

He visited me, too.

Don't be crude, Mr. Borman.

Kreuter.

I want an explanation, and it better be good.

I have come to explain nothing.

I have come to give you our instructions.

So you do know him.

Look, $3,000 and a ticket to New York is not union rates for being killed.

Why, somebody tried to kill you.

I just thought you were untidy.

Now, here's what you must do.

Must do?

My ass, I resign.

In three days' time, there is a direct flight from Marseille to New York, and

you will be on it.

And with you will be a man who, like yourself, has a burning desire to go to

the United States.

You will meet him tomorrow at Vacares.

Ensure he is comfortable and has everything he requires.

Stay with him tomorrow night and the night following, and then accompany him

to the airport, onto the plane.

And for that you earn $3,000 and a one-way ticket.

Economy class.

You know, I don't think you hear too well.

I said I resign.

Do that, my boy, and you'll never see Times Square again.

And what is that?

Threat?

The car you're driving belongs to me.

I'll simply report it stolen.

And I happen to run into car and thief.

You can steal another man's wife in France, Mr. Bowman, and they'll pay you

a tax rebate. But steal his car, however, and they'll ship you off to

Devil's Island.

Look, man, you lent it to me.

I tell him the truth, that's all.

When you're wealthy as I am, you'll be able to indulge in such luxuries as

telling the truth. Until that time, you'll do as you're told.

Now, you listen to me.

Oh, yes, you're probably wondering about the charades downstairs.

Henri Zarda is a close friend of mine for many years, and we share the most

intimate thoughts.

However, when it comes to business, we take one or two elementary precautions.

I would not like it known you are working for me.

I've got news for you. Somebody already does.

Probably a dissident out of sympathy with American foreign policy.

Ignore it.

As I intend to ignore the fact that you introduced someone else onto the

payroll.

Take care of Mr. Bowman, my dear.

There is an element of indiscipline about him that worries me.

I'll be delighted, however, to escort you both to Henri Tserda's ranch

tomorrow morning. Shall we say 10?

Good evening.

Well, you certainly told him straight from the shoulder.

I quit.

Didn't I, Bob?

Bonjour, Henri. Bonjour.

Comment ça va? Bien, et toi?

Voilà notre petit monde.

It's good to come.

Thank you.

Come in. Tu leur montres le chemin?

Bonjour. Tu vas bien?

Oui. Follow me. How are you?

Bonjour.

Is this house typical of Clermont?

Not exactly typical, no.

Henri, est-ce qu'on peut boire quelque chose?

Je t'en prie, sors-toi.

Tiens, ma chérie.

Too bad there's no tomato juice for our American friend.

Yvonne,

prepare the clothes, please.

A horse for Mr. Bowman.

Follow me, gentlemen.

You still don't want to go up? No. I prefer the cigar.

It's more dangerous.

Want something, Cécile?

Hello. Thank

you.

What's going on?

Apparently he's been given the wrong horse.

You alright?

Yeah, I'm alright.

Who is it?

I don't know.

Guardian?

Jiton?

Arriba! Arriba!

Mr. Bauman?

You're Stella, huh?

You have a... package to deliver to the States?

Please, come now.

No.

But it is agreed.

Not by me, it's not agreed. Not yet.

What do you want?

Information.

What?

Who is he?

What is he?

Ask the Duke. Oh, I did.

And what did he say?

The Duke had a sudden attack of deafness.

I cannot tell you.

Can you keep him?

You deliver.

No, wait, wait.

He is Hungarian, and we help him get out.

Why you?

Police leave gypsies alone. We travel one country to another. No passports.

So we hide him in Caravan and bring him here.

This is the Duke's idea?

This man, he has son and daughter in the States. He wants to live with them.

Look, the Duke has many sides to his nature, but philanthropy, no.

He doesn't tell us anymore.

Just bring him here to Vacares.

Please, come with me.

I take you to him.

Good afternoon.

What are you doing here?

Good old American charm.

I'm not your rival, Mr. Berlin.

Excuse me.

You work fast, don't you?

I'm busy.

Later. Anything you say.

I don't take hints.

But stay out of the way. You certainly have a way with women. Leave me alone,

will you?

The Duke arranged them. They guard us.

Come.

Ricardo, open the door.

You're Bowman?

That's right.

My name's Zuka.

Come on.

Hey. I'll, uh, I'll see you back at the beaumaniere.

Okay.

I don't know.

Let go.

Tell me if this is your last chance.

Etienne and Charles, go this way.

Coethoa, this way.

Bagnat, come with me.

Leave them to me.

For Christ's sake.

Where have you been?

Some organization you people are running.

Go on.

Girl, the English girl, is she all right? She's all right.

She better be.

She's with Stella. She's looking after her there.

How did you get away?

Oh, never mind.

Get some coffee.

What time is it?

Twelve.

How long are we supposed to stay here?

The plane leaves tomorrow afternoon.

The arrangements have all been made.

The arrangements?

You know, I've about had enough to hear with your arrangements.

That two attempts on my life and that gypsy killed at the camp... I have to

report to the Duke.

Stay here. I shall be back.

I'm sorry you have such a bad opinion of us.

And that's another thing.

Exactly who is us?

And who's he?

That's the price one has to pay for subterfuge.

Cecile?

You and your charades.

How many more people do you want killed?

Some Hungarian in Christ knows what kind of game.

That gypsy killed not a girl.

Jesus Christ, Croydon.

We must find Suga. I don't give a shit about Suga. The girl's dead.

Well, don't you care about that?

You moved him.

You screw up everything you touch.

So I put him in a place that only I know about.

From here on, we do this my way.

Your way?

Right.

They beat her to find out what Zugha was hiding.

She couldn't tell them. Not wouldn't, my friend. She couldn't. Because you moved

him.

I want Zuger, Mr. Bowman.

You'll get him.

Tomorrow. No, now.

Who is he, Kreuter?

He owns the knowledge which could save us all.

Wonderful.

Who are you saving us from these days?

From yourselves.

There is an epidemic of willful self-destruction.

I don't want any more killings.

No more.

Once it starts, it never seems to stop.

All you care about is finding that Hungarian, everyone else's expense.

To be written off like that.

That girl.

Well, you're halfway correct, Brumman.

I do care to find Zuka.

I want to find him because that girl died in the attempt to bring him out of

Hungary.

And if we fail, she will have died for precisely nothing.

And her death will be a waste, a monumental waste.

I do not wish to add to that waste by making her die in vain.

This desire is not prompted by a professional pride.

It is prompted simply by virtue of the fact that...

She was my daughter.

Regardez! What's happened?

Stop the car!

I'd like to leave a note for the lady in room 21.

Yes, sir.

By the way, there's a letter for you, Mr. Beaumont.

You have the vine?

What's up, Suga?

Who wants you?

I don't know.

Bullshit.

I've been told to trade you for somebody I happen to like.

Either you let me know what's happening or I'm going to turn you over.

I make invention.

What?

In 20 years, less maybe, all the oil in the world is gone, you know.

Christ.

We look to the sun for energy, but so far cost

millions and billions of dollars.

I make calculation, equation.

You understand?

Yeah, you've figured out a way to do it cheaply.

It works.

I can develop energy from sun or... for a little money, not millions.

All countries, rich and poor, can use same method.

Why are you chasing across Europe in a gypsy caravan?

I want to make method free to all.

But my country say no.

Also, I have son and daughter in America. So, I escaped.

And the men that are chasing you?

Hungarian? No, no. Not possible.

If Hungary discover I am in France, they tell French police.

I am illegal entry in France. I'm sent back.

What does Kreuter have to do with this?

He helped me escape.

He helped me here.

He find someone who take me on plane.

Yeah, me.

There's one born every minute, isn't there?

Please. Uh, never mind.

So, it's important the Duke does not draw attention to my presence here in

France.

I don't understand.

Who are these guys?

I don't know.

I only know they want to sell me to, uh, I... How do you say, uh... High spitter.

Yes.

Where's the equation?

In my head.

Get it together, Zucker. You're going to blow it.

I can't trust you.

Look, my friend, at this particular point in time, I don't think you have

any choice.

It'll be all right. They want you a lot more than they want the girl.

Now listen to me.

When they get here, get out of the car, and you will walk very slowly towards

them. The girl will be coming slowly towards us.

Once you've passed, you'll be surrounded by four men.

And it's all right.

Ferenc won't shoot.

Not in this crowd.

Fere... Fere has a man.

There are three by the fountain.

The others are at the exits of the square.

Okay.

Monsieur, monsieur, de l'argent.

Yugoslavia. Yugoslavia, money.

Money, please.

De l'argent, s'il vous plaît.

Vania, this is Ferenc. Listen to me.

Péreigne, listen to me.

You suck.

I don't understand, sir. You don't speak French?

Can I help you?

Do you speak English?

A little.

Thank God.

Is it far?

No, no, it's just down there. Oh, that's good. I'm tired.

Help!

Help! Please!

Do it your way, huh?

And now what?

I see. You quit.

The way you quit the army, the way you quit your job, the way you quit your

country.

Get off my back, Kreuter.

They are still here, Bohun, Suka and the girl.

Sooner or later, my boy, you'll learn there are some situations you cannot...

Quit.

You'll run out of places to hide.

What is it?

We'll see.

The.

Hello, Hotel Beaumaniere. Hello, Beaumaniere.

I want to speak to Mr.

Beaumaniere. Speak louder, mademoiselle. I can't hear you.

Mr. Beaumaniere.

Mr. Beaumaniere?

Yes.

He's not here.

Would you call back later, please? No, wait, wait.

I want to leave a message.

A message? Yes, mademoiselle.

My name is Lila.

I am at Les Baux.

The village.

Come at once.

Hello? Hello?

Oh!

Where's Ferenc?

She should have arrived.

I wonder if she spoke to someone on the phone.

Are you sure she'll come back?

Don't worry.

Don't block.

Who the hell did that to you?

That's a hurricane strike.

Speak. Speak, for God's sake.

How many are there?

What?

You made an effort, shit.

He's screwed.

Don't worry about it.

Go on.

You made an effort.

Try to talk.

In the name of God.

Au revoir.

Show this to Immigration in New York and they won't bother you.

Mine?

Merci.

Listen, I hope you haven't forgotten about Ferring.

No, we've got him well in hand.

Goodbye and good luck.

Zuger, I practically get myself killed trying to get you back to the States,

and... I don't want to go.

Who is it?

Who is it? Who else? Bering. Damn it, Kreuter. Well in hand.

He's going to hit us.

That's it.

There's no way out.

No! No!

Mr. Cerda, we're calling you.

This is Xerda.

Mr. Xerda, the ring is dead.

What should I do?

Listen to me very carefully.

Mesdames et messieurs, a special attraction.

May I present the Flying Toreador, an artist of incredible talent.

Get him! Get him!

I present to you the Aérian Toreador.

Splendid, Mr.

Bowman.

You're a born comedian.

Play to your audience, my friend.

They will see a spectacle which goes sadly wrong.

Okay, Sarada.

We'll plan your way.

And don't forget the bull, Mr. Bowman.

Should you wish to enter the Corrida in Madrid, Mr. Bowman, I have a certain

influence.

He's very funny.

I, uh... I don't suppose you could have fired any sooner, huh?

Well, my dear sir, it was a question of dramatic timing.

And I'd like to thank you once again for all your kindness.

Goodbye.

Look after him well, and good luck again.

You know, if I were you, I'd be a little more careful about my friends in the

future.

Well, you see, my friend, you're not me.

Au revoir.

Kreuter.

Book another ticket.

I never take hints.

Well, perhaps now you'll stop quitting, Mr. Borman.

You know something?

I never figured out which side he was on.