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[ Horn Honking In Distance ]
[ Hammering ]
[ Hammering Continues ]
[ Man Speaking French ]
[ French Continues ]
[ Speaking French ]
[ Chattering In French ]
[ Speaking French ]
Non, non, non. TroIs. TroIs.
I'm taking your number, fella. I've got it.
That's in case you screwed me.
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Speaking French ]
- Barthelemy. - Pardon?
Bart—
Barthelemy.
Ah, pass.
- Barthelemy. Barthelemy. - Huh?
- Uh, Barthelemy. - Barthelemy, yeah.
- [ Speaking French ] - Which one?
- [ Speaking French ] - Barthelemy.
[ Speaking French ]
Barthelemy? Barthelemy.
I'm Doyle.
- Ah, Doyle. - Doyle.
- Henri Barthelemy. We're expecting you. - Barthelemy.
Yeah. Little spare-time work, huh?
- Narcotics. - In the fish?
In the fish. Unfortunately, this is our information, Monsieur Doyle.
[ Speaking French ]
[ Speaking French ]
Oh, pardon me.
Uh, Inspector Diron and Miletto. Monsieur Doyle de New York.
- We shall work together. - Great.
Henri! [ Speaking French ]
[ Both Speaking French ]
[ Speaking French ]
- What's all this about? - [ Speaking French ]
- What? - Oh, I'm sorry.
April Fools' Day.
You know, the day ofthe first ofApril.
You see, this information was a bad joke.
Over here, on April Fools' Day...
it's a custom to pin a fish on people, you know?
Only it's usually a paper one.
They really pinned it to you this time, didn't they?
- This way, please. - [ Siren Wailing In Distance ]
[ SIren Continues ]
[ Toilet Flushes ]
"Doyle,James R."
[ Speaking French ]
MercI.
Uh, "42 years old.
Nickname, Popeye."
Cute.
Spinach.
What are you doing with my file in the shit house, huh?
This another one ofyour, uh, April Fool jokes?
No. I like reading it here.
Uh, 60 kilos of heroin.
It was a big arrest.
Myyoung Miletto, we have an authentic American hero here.
[ Chuckles ] Where the fuck did you get that?
Mr. Doyle, I was requested to help you.
I didn't request that you come here...
but naturally, I wanted to know who you were.
I found out.
After this big arrest, it disappeared.
I read in the papers that somebody stole your heroin...
right out of police headquarters.
Was it your friends?
- [ Water Running ] - My friends are still on the force.
How many men have you killed?
Hey, wait a fucking minute. Wait a minute!
Am I being interrogated here?
Am I working with you or am I some kind of goddamn suspect or what?
Five.
Five people killed.
It seems quite a lot.
I've been a New York cop for14 years.
I know that the dope that comes out ofthis city has killed a lot more than I have.
Two ofthe dead were policemen.
Right?
Miletto, show him his office.
Mr. Doyle, this is, uh...
your office right here.
- Yeah. - [ Toilet Flushing ]
Right next to the, uh— the shit house, huh?
You got a telephone, an extension.
It's terrific. Really nice.
Hey, Henry, it's beautiful. Really beautiful.
Yeah, I'd be better off in New York on welfare.
Hey, poor Popeye. You are, how do you say, homesick.
I sent for some spinach.
Hey, Barthelemy. Why don't you knock off the chicken shit, huh?
Look, I'd rather be a lamppost in New York than the president of France...
but I came over here for one thing and one thing only- to get Charnier.
And that's what I'm gonna do.
¤'m gonna get him and put him where he belongs, even ifyou won't.
Hey, bravo. It's D-day in Marseilles. The Americans have landed.
- [ Speaking French ] - [ Buzzes ]
[ Speaking French ]
Hey, this Charnier ofyours, to begin with, this is certainly not his name.
Second, there is no record ofsuch a man...
here, in Paris or in the streets.
But there is more ofa record on you, and it's not very nice.
I must remind you it's you that let him escape.
Come. Back to work. But you come only with us to observe, huh?
You carry no gun, I hope.
You know, it's illegal for foreigners, even policemen.
No. No gun. I'm strictly by the book. You read my file, right?
That's why I asked.
[ Shutter Clicks ]
[ Chattering ]
- [ Speaking French ] - [ Man On Radio ] Oui Henri. Oui.
Okay. Doyle.
You just stay close to me and observe. You are my guest.
You do nothing, say nothing, okay?
Who, me? I'm naked, remember?
You must think I'm some sort of hero or something.
No, no. I'm just here to watch how the pros do it.
- Yeah. I'm your guest. - Okay.
[ Speaking French ]
- Henri. Doyle. - [ HenrI On Bullhorn ]
[ Speaking French ]
[ Screaming ]
Hey!
- Hey! - [ Screaming Continues ]
Doyle! Doyle!
Doyle, come back! Doyle!
Doyle! Raoul!
[ Siren Wailing In Distance ]
[ Horns Honking ]
[ Grunting ]
Fuckyou! Fuck! Knock you— Fuck it!
[ Doyle ] You bastard!
Get him off me, goddamn it!
[ Speaking French ]
I want him arrested! You're under arrest, you son ofa bitch!
Shut up!You've got no police powers here, Doyle!
Forget It. Raoul!Come on.
- Come on, Doyle. Come on. - [ Doyle ] I want that bastard collared!
- You let him go? - He's ours.
- What? - He's ours. How do you think he got out ofthere? Come on.
[ Dog Barking ]
Holy shit.
[ Barking Continues ]
- [ Siren Wailing In Distance ] - Christ.
- [ Meows ] - [ Siren Approaching ]
[ Henri Speaking French ]
Why don't you go back to New York and kill policemen...
since that's what you do best? [ Speaking French ]
Two months. You understand? Two months infiltration wasted through your madness.
Ifyou'd have put me in the picture, he'd still be alive.
No. Ifyou'd done what I told you, he would still be alive.
[ Speaking French ]
Hey, what did he say? What did he say?
Look at all this stuff. Must have been acid, huh?
Look at that acid. Must be enough there for 50 kilos. Maybe double that.
You hit them too soon. Hey, you screwed up.
I have a job foryou, Doyle.
You want to know what people say? You talk to them.
What do you mean? Hey, you mean interrogate them?
What am I supposed to use, sign language?
I don't speak French, remember?
- Miletto will be your interpreter. Miletto! - Oui?
- [ Speaking French ] - Hey, shove it.
No, my friend, you shove it!
You don't help us outside.
You just fuck up.
What do you know about Marseilles? You think it's Harlem?
Just kicking blacks around the streets?
You get depositions from each one ofthem.
I don't give a damn what they say, but I want it in writing.
Hey, look, I came over here to nail that frog son ofa bitch good.
That's not part of my plan to sit around beating my meat...
while you French narcs grab all the credit.
That's what you want, right? You stick me next to the shit house...
while you pull down all the medals, right?
That's right.
- [ Siren Wailing ] - [ Tires Screeching ]
[ Siren Fading In Distance ]
[ Dog Barks In Distance ]
[ Speaking French ]
We should decide the matter ofthe rendezvous...
a place to meet afteryou have made the delivery.
- How's New York? - [ Chuckles ]
You know better than that, William.
New York is hazardous to your health, at least to my health.
But it is an amusing city.
[ Speaking French ]
How did you do it, if it's not a secret?
Oh, it was very simple and very droll.
Eighty-three policemen wanted to talk to me.
And 52 ofthem chose to talk to my money instead.
I love a city where you always know where you stand.
[ Whistles ]
Hey, Hank. I'm really learning a lot up here.
- You're really missing it, buddy. - [ Speaking French ]
This is Nick Volatti. We arrest you already. One conviction.
I'm gonna take you right down in that alley there. See, right down there.
I'm gonna start- I'm gonna start on your throat right here.
- [ Clicks Tongue ] - [ Laughs ]
- I'm gonna bust everything in it. - [ Laughing ]
You'd like that, huh? Then your belly. I'm gonna start working on your belly.
I'm gonna hit you so fucking hard in the belly, it's gonna breakyour backbone.
- [ Speaking French ] - You compris that?
- Non. - No. You don't understand, huh?
- [ Laughing ] - I'm gonna work on your arms. I'm gonna set them over a curb.
I'm gonna use them for a trampoline. I'm gonna jump up and down on them.
Then your kneecaps. One, two. Kneecaps. Oatmeal.
I'm gonna make oatmeal out ofyour fucking kneecaps.
When ¤ get done with you, you're gonna put me right in Charnier's lap, right?
- Je ne le connais pas. - "J'ennais pas"? Yeah, right. Ah, food.
What did you do, cremate the fucking thing?
- Eh? - You cremated it. You burnt—
You got the ketchup there. Where's the mayo? The mayonnaise. Mayonnaise.
- Mayo. Mayo, mayo, mayo. Watch my mouth— Mayo. - Mayo.
- Mayo. Right. Relish. Relish. Relish. - Relish.
Relish. Right. Mayo and relish. Get that.
- Send Miletto up, too, will you? - Mayo.
- Miletto! - Yes, yes, Miletto.
[ Chuckles ] That's good, huh?
Hey, Miletto! Come on, get up here!
I want you to ask this fuck something.
Ask him if he ever, uh, picked his feet in Poughkeepsie.
- What? - This comfortable foryou? Is it okay?
- I didn't understand. - Yeah. Ask him— Ah. You ever pickyour feet in Poughkeepsie?
[ Speaking French ]
- I'm gonna take a walk. - Doyle, the orders.
Get your orders right here.
[ Thunder Rumbling ]
Uh, I'd like a, um, Four Roses straight up and water on the side.
[ Speaking French ]
Four Roses straight up and water on the side.
- [ Speaking French ] - Oh, shit. Uh—
Uh, bourbon.
Uh— [ Mock French Mumbling ] Uh, bourbon.
Okay. Um—
Can you give me some help here? [ Chuckles ]
- Uh,Jack Daniel's. -Jack qui?
Jackie, yeah. Jackie Daniel.
-Jackie? -Jackie. Uh—
Let's see, um—
Scotch! Right- Right there.
- "El scotcho." - Whiskey? In a glass?
- In a glass? - In a glass, yeah.
No, I don't want ice. I don't—
Uh, excuse me, miss. Um—
Excuse me, ladies. I was wondering if I could offeryou a, uh, little drink?
- A drink. Would you like a drink? - [ Speaking French ]
- Huh? - [ Speaking French ]
- [ French Continues ] - Mind if I sit down?
- [ Speaking French ] - What?
- [ French Continues ] - I don't understand.
-Just a little- How about a little drink? - [ Speaking French ]
All right.
Okay.
[ Motorcycle Approaching ]
[ Speaking French ]
How would you like to kiss my Irish ass, huh?
- [ Chuckles ] I told 'em, huh? - [ Motorcycle Departs ]
Hey, fella.
How about another drink here? Give me, uh, another—
About that- Two fingers, like that.
- [ Speaking French ] - Yeah. Um, give yourselfone too.
- [ Speaking French ] - What's your name?
- What's your name? - Henri.
Uh, help yourselfto one. I want— Somebody's gonna have a drink with me.
Help yourselfto a drink. Uh, you.
- MoI? - Right. Give yourselfa drink.
- [ Speaking French ] - Right.
- Merci beaucoup. - You got it.
Ahh.
You gonna drink that green shit? [ Chuckles ]
- Huh? - [ Speaking French ]
- That's not— Hey, come on. Come on, fill-fill it up. - Merci beaucoup.
- Have a drink. - Un double, alors.
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
Pretty good drinker.
- Double? - Double.
- I hope those Hell's Angels come back. - [ Speaking French ]
Have another drink.
No, no, no, no. Have another. You.
- Sante. - Down the hatch.
Throw it back.
Ahh! [ Speaking French ]
- Merci. - I'll have another.
[ Laughing ]
¶ Ah ¶
¶ The first marine bought the beans ¶
- ¶ Parlez-vous ¶ - [ Speaking French ]
¶ The first marine bought the beans ¶
¶ Parlez-vous ¶
¶ Oh, the first marine ¶
¶ The second marines bought the beans ¶
¶ The first marines ¶ First. No, no, no.
- ¶ First marines- First marines ¶ - ¶ First marines ¶
- ¶ Bought the beans ¶ - [ Speaking French ]
¶ Bought the beans ¶ [ Chuckles ]
Give me my hat back!
¶ Ah, two marines are following me ¶
¶ Parlez-vous ¶
- Parlez- Parlez-vous? - Parlez-vous. Oui.
¶ Two marines are following me ¶
- ¶ Parlez-vous ¶ - ¶ Parlez-vous ¶
- [ Chuckles ] - ¶ Two marines are following me ¶
- ¶ ¤ don't think they're gonna catch me ¶¶ - ¶¶ [ Humming ] No?
[ Telephone Buzzes ]
Oui. Hello. Inspector.
Yes. How are you?
Well, i-it's sunny. Sunny. Warm.
Yes. There too. [ Speaking French ]
Well, the plan is going as you said it would.
[ Henri ] No, I don't like it. No.
Ifthis man, Charnier, is here in Marseilles and sees him, it will be very dangerous.
Well, I have two men on Doyle day and night...
but he is, uh, uh, unpredictable.
No. I would not do it this way.
First, l would tell Doyle myself that he's being used as, uh...
how do you say, uh, as bait.
Well, he's your man, not mine, Inspector.
Oh, yes. He's very evident. Very visible. Yes.
Hello? Hello? Hello? [ Speaking French ]
Hello. Hello.
Y-Yes, operator, we were cut off.
I was talking to the New York Police Department.
Hello.
What do you mean it's the French operator's fault?
What? Hello. Hello. Hello. [ Speaking French ]
[ Speaking French ]
[ Horns Honking ]
[ Siren Wailing In Distance ]
- [ Horns Honking ] - I wanna go right there, not here.
- [ Speaking French ] - Ahh.
Do you speak English? Miss?
You speak English?
[ Speaking French ]
[ Horn Honking ]
Hey!
Hey, Henry!
Pretty good.
Well, you had a two-hour lunch.
Are you investigating the, uh, greasy spoons?
Doyle, this is Mademoiselle Lefevre.
- [ French ] ...Monsieur Doyle, detective de New York. - Bonjour.
I thought that you had left us.
No. I was, uh— I was hanging around.
I wanted to find out, uh, why Charnier likes this burg so much, you know.
- I think I found out. - Found out what?
I found out that while Charnier is kind ofwalking around free...
the police are inside having two-hour lunches.
Can I get you a taxi to the airport?
- No, I don't think so. I think I'll just stay here. - As you wish.
Yeah, well, listen. I want you to do me a favor.
Get your two tails off my back, will you?
What, is the tall one your brother-in-law? Is that it?
- Listen, Doyle— - No, you listen!
I came over to get that fucking Charnier, and I'm gonna get his ass.
And I could do a lot better ifSacco and Vanzetti were off my tail, understand?
You gotta put them back on the school crossing where they belong.
They might get run over by a bicycle. I don't want that on my conscience.
Nice to have met you.
[ Speaking French ]
You want this ball? Huh?
Come on. Come on. Come over and get it.
God, I wish this Blanc de Blancs would travel.
I'd like to take 20 cases with me back to Washington.
All you Americans have that misconception.
Wine will travel. It is people who have difficulty.
[ Both Chuckling ]
By the way, they understood about you not traveling with the shipment.
Good. I'm pleased you all continue to see the situation as I do.
Bill.
Has Geneva taken the necessary first step?
Exactly as you wanted it...
with a good spread against inflation and floating currencies-
100,000 South African rands, 50 in Canadian dollars, another 50 in Yen.
200,000 all together. Ten percent as per the agreement.
Okay. Tell them the final shipment is en route.
- Once it arrives, we cook for a few days. - Understood.
We are expecting you for dinner. A little party.
Very informal, you know.
I'd love to, but, uh, no can do.
Official business.
Looks like you guys want us back here again.
I gotta be in Paris tonight to have dinner with the minister ofdefense.
Talk numbers and bases.
Thank you very much for the lunch, Alain.
Incidentally, Geneva's counting on you.
Sorry. They wanted to make it clear.
Naturally.
My expectations ofthem are the same.
Be sure they know that too.
[ Speaking French ]
Listen, um, you play good volleyball.
You bounce around a lot.
I'll see you down at the beach.
Sacco and Van—
[ Speaking French ]
I must say, Mr. Doyle...
that you were the one person I did not want to see again.
- [ Speaking French ] - [ Speaking French ]
My associates here...
want to discuss things with you, Doyle, but in their fashion.
I told them it would be useless.
You would die first.
And, ofcourse, then we would never find out...
what you have learned about our little business.
That was the expensive lesson of New York.
You're a good cop.
Honest. Quite stupid.
But honest.
Up your ass, Charnier.
I'll tell you what I found out.
I found out that you eat shit, you fucking frog, you!
- [ Charnier] That's not good enough, Doyle. - You goddamn scumbag, you!
[ Speaking French ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Flushes ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
[ Siren Stops ]
[ Rain Pattering ]
[ Thunder Rumbling ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Chattering ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Door Opens, Closes ]
Hello.
I have a son just about your age.
Nice young man.
I-I'm English, you know. I heard you speak English.
I heard you shout. You mustn't shout.
They never listen.
I have lived in Marseilles for 42 years...
even through the war.
I married a Frenchman.
He wouldn't listen to me.
Then my son went away.
Nobody listens to me.
Oh, no, no, no.
You mustn't do that. You mustn't scratch.
You'll get infected, and then you'll be very sick.
You must, uh— That's it.
[ Chuckling ]
[ Chuckles ]
When will they come around again?
Soon. Soon.
- But you mustn't shout. - [ Chuckles ]
- No one will listen. - [ Chuckles ]
[ Door Opens, Closes ]
[ Toilet Flushes ]
¶¶ [ Singing In French ]
Ah, voIla. There you are.
- [ Siren Wailing in Distance ] - [ Chuckles ]
¶¶ [ Singing, Indistinct ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
[ Speaking French ]
Not yet.
Doyle.
Tell me.
They sent me over here because I was the only one who recognized you.
That's all.
I didn't find out anything.
[ Sighs ] You fuckhead, you.
This ain't my town. I can't even get a goddamn drink here.
Come on. Come on!
You know, I believe you.
Okay.
[ Speaking French ]
Give me—
Give me— Give me—
Give me—
[ Dog Barking In Distance ]
[ Engine Starts ]
We take you back, Doyle, to your friends.
They are looking foryou everywheкe...
and making it difficult for me to operate.
So we are gIvIng you back to them.
[ Chattering ]
[ Tires Screeching ]
- [Man] C'est l'Americain! - [Man #2] Oui! L'Americain!
- C'est l'Americain! - [ Speaking French ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
Doyle.
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Men Speaking French ]
[ Air Hissing ]
[ Hissing Continues ]
[ Man Speaking French ]
[ Coughs ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
- [ Machine Whirring ] - [ Man Speaking French ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Beeping Continues ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
- [ Beeping Stops ] - [ Speaking French ]
[ Beeping Resumes ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
- [ Beeping Faster ] - [ Speaking French ]
- [ Speaking French ] - [ Coughing ]
Non.
- [ Speaking French ] - [ Groans ]
MercI.
[ Sighs ]
What are you looking at, asshole?
That's bitter.
It's bitter.
Ahh. [ Coughs ] I need a doctor.
- I need an Ameкican doctor. - Doctors keep records. Papers.
- You want that? - [ Gagging ]
Ajunkie cop?
They'll throw you off the police force. Drink.
- [ Gagging ] - Miletto! Mi— Miletto!
[ Screaming ]
It's cold.
[ Men Speaking French ]
- [ Door Closes ] - Yeah. That'll help a lot.
- I feel like I spent a week licking a pool table. - It was thкee weeks.
- Wheкe weкe you guys? - We looked.
[ Scoffs ] Where the fuck were you?
Fifty-two men weкe looking foryou full-time.
Oh, shit. If I had 52 men looking for somebody...
I'd find him in three hours in New York.
Yes, but Marseilles is not New York.
Yeah, you'кe goddamn right it ain't.
Bet your fucking ass it ain't New York.
Scag city.
I'd like to pull the goddamn city down brick by brick...
and put it all in your fucking head.
Relax now, huh?
Mmm. Shit!
I feel like a goddamn pincushion.
Look, Henry...
you're not gonna make me go cold turkey, are you?
- Yes, I am. - Oh, look, I've—
I seen guys go cold turkey. They put their fucking head right through a steel wall.
I mean, they'd cut their mother's thкoat for a five dollar bag ofscag.
- Now, come on. You can't make— - I call your mother.
I call your mother. She will be proud ofyou.
Ah, come on. Leave her out ofthis.
"Hey, Mrs. Doyle, may I present your son, the hero?" Huh?
- Will you stop that shit? - Did I ever tell you I had her once?
- What a fuck. Huh? - Oh, you—
[ Speaking French ]
Don't quit now.
Don't get up.
[ Footsteps Passing ]
I want a fuckin' Hershey bar.
- It's okay. - [ Footsteps Passing ]
[ Door Clangs In Distance ]
- It's not good for fкogs. - Ah.
Makes 'em jump backwards.
[ Chuckles ]
Asshole.
[ Coughs ]
[ Mutters ]
- [ Thumps ] - [ Doyle Grunting ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Knocks ]
Hey. I don't want your fuckin' кock!
What are you giving me? Wait a minute. Okay. All right.
What I want is a nice— a nicejuicy P.J. Clarke's hamburger.
Understand? A lot of blood running out of it.
And some onions on it and some ketchup and salt and a beer.
- Okay? All кight? That's- - [ Grunting ]
Hey. Wa— Wait a minute!
- [ Grunting ] - I need— I need some help.
Henry. Shh. Shh. Shh. I need some help.
- I want a doctor, Henry. I want an American doctor. - Forget it.
Don't tell me to forget it. Wait— Hey, wait a minute!
Wait a minute!
Just wait till you go get the hamburgers. All right?
I'll wait here.Just—Just— W-W-Wait till— All right. Wait.
Goddamn— What— Let's change the order.
I don't want the hamburgers. I'll change it. I'll—
I want some Hershey bars. You know what I mean? I want—
Wait! I want the Hershey bars, Henry. Not the frog oatmeal shit you've been giving me either.
I want the кeal Hershey bars with the nuts in 'em.
Henry, you got it in the office. I know goddamn well you—
Henry! Who the fuck would know? Henry, goddamn it!
You motherfuckers!
[ Footsteps Departing ]
- [ Mutteкing ] - [ Chattering ]
[ Speaking French ]
Don't tell them anything until you see your fuckin' lawyer.
- [ Arguing In French ] - Right?
[ Sighs ]
[ Coughs ]
This is some—
[ Chuckling ] It's really good.
I neveк drink this at home, you know.
"Gaston de Lagrange. Cognac."
It's good stuff.
Only the best foryou, Doyle.
Damn. [ Chuckles ]
When I was a kid, I never used to drink because I thought it was a sin...
because ofthe nuns, you know, and everything.
- You Catholic? - Retired.
[ Chuckles ] Retired?
Retired, huh? You just turned in your papers and— [ Chuckles ]
Did you get a pension? [ Chuckles ]
[ Man Speaking French In Distance ]
Oh, shit.
[ Sighs Deeply ]
[ Grunts ]
Well, besides all that—
I knewyou—you didn't imagine me, did you?
But besides all that— [ Chuckles ] Uh—
When I was, uh, uh, in, uh—
A kid. You know, with the— with the...
nuns and the confessions and all that, I was a ballplayer.
Ballplayeк. [ Laughs ] I was a ballplayer.
Uh, baseball player.
Yeah. Well, I had a tryout with the Yankees.
You know what the Yankees are?
Uh, yes. As in "Yankee go home."
Yeah. No. [ Chuckles ]
No. Uh—
Uh—
Um—
No. Yankee- Baseball. Baseball team.
Yeah. I had a tryout with them, and, uh, uh...
they sent me down to the, uh— to— to the minors.
And the problem— pro— uh, problem— problem was that...
there was a fuckin' kid there, and he was...
the fastest bastard.
He was fuckin' fast. And he— he— he-
he played shortstop at the time, and he—
He could hit the ball a fuckin' ton.
A fucking ton!
- You know what "fuck" means? [ Chuckles ] - Yeah.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Well, it was in spring training...
and, uh, I— I saw this kid.
I— and just immediately took the test for the cops.
That kid was Mickey Mantle.
[ Chuckles ] You know who Mickey Mantle was?
- You fucking— - No. I can't say that I know.
You don't know who Mickey Mantle was? Huh?
How about Willie Mays?
Say! Willie Mays!
All кight! Hey! Willie Mays. Eh?
No.
[ Chuckles ] No?
Mmm. Max Lanier.
He's a frog pкobably.
Uh,Jean Kiley. You кememberJean Kiley?
- Gene Kelly? - Gene— Not Gene Kelly. [ Laughs ]
Jean Kiley, the fuckin' skier.
Oh. You mean Jean-Claude Killy.
That's what I said! Yes!
Fuck, yeah. [ Chuckles ] Yeah. Athlete.
Well— And Whitey Ford. Whitey Ford.
Goddamn Whi— You know who Whitey Ford was?
Oh. Shit.
He was a dandy little southpaw. That's what we called him.
He was a dandy little southpaw.
- Southpaw? - He was a— Yeah. He was a lefty.
You mean a communist?
No. He was a Republican. But he was—
I'll tell you. He was something— He was—
He was, uh...
um, lefty.
Threw with his left hand.
You understand? With his- With his south hand.
With his... southpaw.
That's why they call him a lefty.
Got it? [ Chuckles ]
Look heкe. [ Muttering ]
Oh, come on. [ Muttering ]
[ Laughs ]
And this. [ Grumbles ]
Oh, he was a left-hander. [ Grumbles Softly ]
[ Chuckles ]
And the batter was standing there like this.
Here you go. Throw me that ball.
Wait. Wait, wait. [ Muttering ]
Okay. Ready.
- What the f- You never saw any baseball, did ya? - No.
Sh—
Well, Whitey Foкd was a dandy southpaw.
He was some—
He was- Geez.
[ Muttering ]
[ Babbling ]
[ Gкoans ]
[ Babbling ]
[ Sobbing ]
- Drink it. - [ Gкoans ]
Drink it.
[ Door Clangs In Distance ]
[ Sobbing ]
Hejust hit the fuckin' apple, boy- [ Muttering ]
Tell me about southpaw.
I told you about that fuckin' southpaw!
- I can't take it no more. - And Mickey Mantle.
Mickey Mantle sucks. [ Sobbing ]
Do you ski?
Do I look like I can ski, you fuckhead?
I can barely walk. [ Sobbing ]
I need help, goddamn it!
Shit.
- [ Speaking French ] - [ Speaking French ]
- [ Sighs ] - I have your breakfast here.
- I hope you can eat it. - [ Sighs ] I'll try.
[ Engines Revving ]
- You gonna take me home? - Not yet.
You weкe cold. We'll warm you up.
And maybe see a little of Marseilles too, huh?
[ Engine Starts ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Whistle Blows ]
I tell you I don't remember anything.
- Theyjust finished— knocked me on my ass. - Anything. Any detail.
I don't remember anything.
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Hoкn Honking ]
[ Bells Ringing ]
I'd like to have some ofthat.
You're kidding. A woman now would finish you off.
Not the woman, dummy. What she's eating.
[ Ship Horn Blows ]
- [ Ship Horn Blows ] - Listen, asshole. Tell me the truth.
I was set up, wasn't I?
Whose idea was it?
What difference does it make?
They sent me over here to woкk with you.
You put me on the stкeet so Charnier could blow me away.
That's beautiful. Beautiful.
Why didn't you figure this out earlier?
Why didn't I think of it earlier?
'Cause I'm a bigger asshole than you aкe.
[ Grunting Softly ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Baby Crying In Distance ]
- [ CoIn Clinks ] - [ Phone Bell Dings ]
Uh, Henry? It's Doyle. Working kind of late at the office, aкen't ya?
- Where aкe you, Popeye? - I'm at Charnier's place.
Yeah, I suddenly remembered it. It's the Hotel Colonnades.
Used to be the Hotel Tanger. It's on a Rue Rappatu. You got it?
- Stay where you aкe. - Yeah, okay. Oh, uh, Henry.
Bring some water.
A lot of it.
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
- Exterminatoк. - [ Speaking French ]
Rats.
- You got rats, buddy. - [ Speaking French ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Crowd Chattering In French ]
[ Chattering Continues ]
Come on out oftheкe, you fuckin' rats!
Come on out, or I'll burn you out!
- [ Screaming ] - [ Sirens Wailing ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
Come on, you rats! Come on out!
[ SIrens Continue ]
Everybody out!
[ SIrens Continue ]
[ Sirens Stop ]
Hey, hey, hey! Come on! Move it! Hot pussy here.
[ Man Speaking French On Bullhorn ]
[ Sirens Wailing ]
[ Man Speaking French On Bullhorn ]
Hey! You mustache motherfuckers!
Hey!
[ Crowd Screams ]
Doyle.
Doyle, you knew! You always knew the name ofthis place!
You knew, and you wouldn't tell me! Stop! I deserve an answer!
There. There's your answer. Fuckyou!
I came over after Charnier. I'm gonna get him back.
Wheкe is that mustache motherfucker, huh? Where is he?
[ Groaning ]
- [ Speaking French ] - Beat the shit out ofyou, you—
[ Shouting In French ]
That's enough. Doyle, get off!
- [ Speaking Fкench ] - Look at this, asshole!
He told us what we want.
- That's enough now. - Yeah. Okay. All right.
It better be right. I'll tell you that.
I'll come lookin' forya.
I'll knockyour dick stiff.
Look at my hat. Shit.
[ Speaking Fкench ]
This time, Doyle, you stay right next to me.
Come on.
[ Scкeams ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
Wheкe's my fucking gun?
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Water Rushing ]
I hope you can swim, asshole!
[ Speaking Fкench ]
Hey! Doyle! Come on!
[ Machine Gun FIre ]
- [ Gunshot ] - [ Bullet Ricochets ]
[ Machine Gun Firing ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
Henri! Henri!
[ Bell Tolling ]
[ Knocks ]
- Yeah. - Doyle.
Uh, Commissaiкe Delacroix.
He wants your passport.
There is a plane for Barcelona in the morning with a connection to New York.
- [ Siren Wailing In Distance ] - You'll get your passport back when you get on the plane.
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ French Continues ]
Do you need me to translate?
Uh, they— they called your boss in New York.
- [ Speaking French ] - Your passport, Popeye.
Why don't you tell him I lost it in the dry dock?
- [ Speaking French ] - He wants you to stay in the hotel...
until we sayyou leave.
[ Delacroix Speaking French ]
[ Man Speaking French ]
My French— [ Speaking French ] Then English.
I say nothing till government consul get here.
- I know nothing of last night. - But you must have known that something was stuck to the hull.
We come for fixing ofthe кudder.
- I know nothing about the dope. - Uh, you will wait here, Captain.
- I go back in Dutch territory. - No. You are in French territory...
and you stay on French territory.
[ Muttering ]
I don't want to see that. Keep it underwraps.
- What are you gonna do now, Henry? - We wait.
When his consul comes, we take him to headquarters and we talk.
- And when the consul leaves, we don't talk so much. - Now look.
Don't lock this bum up yet. He hasn't been paid.
I know Charnier wouldn't give him a dime until after delivery.
Last night there wasn't enough time. Believe me...
this Dutchman will hang around till he gets his cash.
- It could be waiting in Holland. It could be— - No, no, no.
It'll be here and in cash. Charnier doesn't want to stiffthis guy.
- He's got too many stories to tell ya. - I don't know.
Look.
Ifyou follow this guy all around Euкope, in a week's time...
theкe'll be nickel and dime bags all up and down 1 26th Street.
Come on.Just let him go. Let him walk away.
He'll lead us right to Frog 1 .
You owe me one.
[ Man Shouts In Foкeign Language ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
We've got the harbor covered, in case he tries a кendezvous by boat.
- When's that ship scheduled to leave? - The day afteк tomorкow.
Okay.
[ Pops ]
It will get very difficult ifwe see nothing tomoкrow, Popeye.
Hey, look.
- Look! - What?
- Come here. Come here. - What? Huh?
Who in the hell does that look like? Henry Kissinger?
Okay.
[ Speaking Fкench ]
- Come on. Come on. Come on! - Alexandre. Raoul. Emile.
[ Ship Horn Blows ]
[Jackhammer Pounding ]
[ Ship Horn Blows ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
They're comin' in.
[ Ship Horn Blows ]
[Jackhammer Pounding ]
- Hey, there he is. - Which one?
[ Doyle ] Uh, the guy with a cigarette in his mouth.
They switched bags!
The white collar.
- He's got a white collar. - [ Speaking French ]
Tell them he's got a white and blue bag around his shoulder.
Getting ready to cross the street.
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[Jackhammer Continues ]
[ Chattering ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
- [ Speaking French ] - Christ. Look at this.
¶¶ [ Brass Band: "La MarseillaIse" ]
- [ Chanting ] - [ Horn Honks ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
¶¶ [ Speakers: Rock ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
Yeah. He goes to the Arab Quarter.
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Tiкes Squeal ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
¶¶ [ North African, Faint ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
[ Man Shouts In Fкench ]
[ Chattering ]
[ Gunshots ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Machine Gun FIre ]
Doyle!
[ All Speaking French ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
- [ MachIne Gun Fire ] - [ Men Chattering In French ]
[ Door Motor Whirкing ]
[ Gunshots ]
[ Machine Gun FIre ]
[ Men Chatteкing ]
[ Speaking Fкench ]
[ Hoкn Honking ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
[ SIren Continues ]
[ Hoкns Honking ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Crackles ]
[ Horn Honks ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
[ Electкicity Crackles ]
[ Hoкn Honking ]
[ Horn Honks ]
- Get out ofthe way. Get out. - Oh!
Come on. Come on.
Come on. Move it. Come on.
[ Chattering ]
- [ Speaking French ] - Oh!
[ Panting ]
[ Panting, Gкoaning ]
[ Ship Horn Blows ]
[ Man On P.A. Speaking French ]
[ Ship Horn Blows ]
[ Doyle ] Chaкnier.
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