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Coogan.

Let's go away together,

Anywhere you like
for as long as you like.

You don't know
anything about me.

I don't care.

I'm leaving behind me
everything I was until today.

You do the same thing.
Can you?

Darling, why don't
you relax?

Let the warm Sun
sink into your skin.

Nature is nothing but love.

Jeff.

Jeff.

Weber sends you,

He gets me out,
and I join the organization.

That the idea?
No, Jeff.

I came down here on my own.

I heard you were in trouble.

You know, you're somebody very special
for me. You were my first client.

Okay.

Don't get uptight now.

It's just that I don't wanna
owe those guys any favors.

I'm glad to see you.

That sounds better.

Now then, let's see how we
can get you off this time.

Tell me what happened.

Well, all you have to know is
that I fired in self-defense.

The gun I used
belonged to one of them.

Okay. But I'll have to tell
the judge more than that.

Jeff, why did they
want to knock you off?

Say it was a mistake.
They thought I was some other guy.

You think that the judge
will swallow that?

Maybe if the girl
who was with you...

Testified that the gun
wasn't yours...

What girl? No girl.
I was alone.

What do you mean, Jeff?
They saw her.

Well, Mr. Attorney,
You find some people who didn't see her!

All you have to say is that
I fired in self-defense, and I was alone.

Jeff, this isn't the time
or place to get sentimental.

You're not the sentimental type. It's going
to cost you too much to keep her out of it.

She won't be out of it.

Is anyone here?
Come and tell me something.

These two will drive me
out of my mind.

Do you mind telling me why
you never speak?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Are you too disgusted to talk to us,
or are you too sad?

You know what, Jeff Heston? You should
be happy...

...because if there was justice in the
world you would've already been hanged...

...with your eyes popped out like a couple
of fried eggs. Self defense? Bullshit!

Everybody knows that besides those three
bastards you've killed many others.

But Jeff Heston is a professional, a
specialist...

...no evidence, no witnesses, nothing.

You'll get out after a couple of years.
But me? I'm a poor thief.

And for 400 damned dollars, I'll rot
in this filthy sewer for 10 years.

Don't move.

Don't move.

Get it off... please...

...please... hurry please.

Please, quick!

What are you waiting for?
Get rid of it!

Jeff!

What are you doing?
He's crazy.

You wanted to show that you are yough,
even in here. Right?

What the hell do you want?

I knew a guy...

...who, for forty years, had been a good
husband, a good father, a good citizen...

...but one day instead of going to the
office he bought an automatic...

...went to a street corner and started
shooting. He killed three people.

Everybody said that he was crazy,
but it wasn't true.

He had found his true calling.

He was born to kill.

It could happen to me,

or to you.

We always killed, worked with arms,

until one day,

we realized that we were wrong,

and that deep down,
we had a conscience.

$20,000.
That's not bad, Jeff.

Besides, it's not really a crime.

My uncle's 80 years old.

Eighty!

All it means is giving
him one little push.

You'll have no regrets.

I'm a professional.

Hello?
Who is it?

I'm a friend of your nephew's.

He asked me to call you and warn you:
there's someone waiting to kill you.

What?
What do you mean?

Who is he?
Where is he?

He's waiting for you onshore.

You can see him if you
look out of your porthole.

Hello?
Who is it?

My god, I can't hear
anything at all... nothing.

- I'm a professional.

I looked at him.

That's never
happened to me before.

To me they've all been targets,
nothing else.

Why?

When you're out of here,
change your job, Jeff.

Something has broken inside you.

How it happened, I don't know.

Did she play it dirty with you?

That's enough, old man.

You shut up now.

Welcome back.

Come on, Jeff.

The boss wants to talk to you.

You're lucky. You just got out,

and already you got
a nice job lined up for you.

- I'm not working anymore.
- $50,000, Jeff.

I said no.

For god's sake, Jeff. For $50,000, we
can get anybody to press the trigger.

Hey, come here.

This guy has a proposition for you.
What?

Hi, Jeff.

Lined up like they were in uniform.

They're clerks nowadays,

Killers with a time clock to punch
and an old-age pension.

You were smart to say no,

not to go with Weber's bunch.

You're another kind
of man altogether.

You're like me...
a free man.

We like to think with our own heads,
use our own hands.

And when the crunch comes,
we're there in person,

Ready to risk our necks.

What the hell are you doin'?

Do you think a good deed a day
will get you into heaven?

No. Heaven costs me
a lot more than that.

Fifty bucks a day.

Snow. The blind man's
my connection.

When you've finished playing this,
will you play the one I like?

All right.

I'd like you to look for someone.

Who do you want to find?

Jerry Coogan, Vanessa Shelton.

I wanna know where they are.

- Okay.
- I wanna know right away.

Ready?

That's right.

Your car's ready.
It's over there.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Michigan.

We're about to begin the racing trials
for the Canadian-American,

or the Can-Am,
as it's usually known.

The most famous names in automobile racing
from all over the world...

Are taking part in these trials.

The crowd of fans, estimated at 40,000,

has gathered from every State
of the Union and all over Canada to follow,

heartbeat by heartbeat,
the progress of their heroes...

and thrill with them to every
move in this exciting race.

Stirling Moss himself,
that great British champion,

is here to direct the competition.

Right now the mechanics are checking
the fireballs

that will speed on the track
at about 300 kilometers an hour.

Even if they are veteran drivers,
we detect that they are nervous,

considering what is at stake.

At this moment, the mechanics are carrying
out last-second checks on these machines...

That in a very short space of time will be
streaking along the track,

jockeying for position,
struggling for a place...

at anything from
200 miles an hour on up.

Let me see if I can spot a few
of the famous names for you.

There's Dennis Holm.

John Siefer,
looking as confident as ever.

Jerry Coogan,
the fearless millionaire,

dedicated to his one
great passion: racing.

These powerful automobiles,
during this phase,

are treated by the assistant
personnel as delicate instruments.

With a tender look, the drivers
watch the operations being done

on the cars that will
test their expertise,

and to which they will entrust
their safety...

We're minutes before the start.

For those of you who have just joined us, we
are broadcating form Irish Hills, Michigan.

The drivers are all ready.

The cars are increasing speed.

Now the race has officially started.

As far as she's concerned,
nothin' doin'.

I looked around, asked
a lot of questions.

Nobody knows a thing.

Or else they won't
say anything.

I'm sorry, Jeff.

Listen. Can I give
you some advice?

No.

I'll give it to you anyhow.

Forget that girl, Jeff.
Go away.

Get some sun, fresh air.
Be good for you.

If you really want me to,
I'll go on lookin' for her.

And if I find out anything,
I'll let you know.

But clear out, Jeff.
Listen to me.

Don't go hunting for more trouble.

I have to find her.

Right now.

And I am sure, dear friends,

that none of you
will close his heart...

to the appeal of this
important human enterprise.

These innocent little
victims of poverty...

Will have their
faith in life restored...

When they have learned...

that they have
so many unknown friends.

And maybe will understand
the message of civility,

that America tries to bring
to the poorer people of this Earth.

If your heart says you can help us
and our cause,

give a contribution to the ladies
passing around with baskets.

Jeff!

It's hopeless.
You'll never believe me.

It's terrible, really,
to be the way I am.

I'm always getting
things wrong.

I was Coogan's girl
when I met you.

He was terribly jealous.

He realized right away
something had changed.

So he had me followed,
found out about us, about you.

He realized who you were,

and decided to use you
to get rid of his uncle,

and then have you wiped out
and take me back.

Well, he got what he wanted.
You went with him.

Yes, I went away with him!

But what else could I do?

It was only for a little while.

I couldn't forget you, Jeff.

I couldn't forget
what he'd done to you,

so I left soon afterwards.

All right, I was wrong.

I'm still wrong.
I always am.

It's just because
I can't be by myself.

We can start again.

I'll leave everything
behind me. Oh!

Oh, no, Jeff! No!

No, Jeff, no. No.

No. No, Jeff. Not here.

Oh, no, Jeff. No.

No. Oh! No, not here!

I can't! No, not here!

Why is it
whenever I'm with you,

I always end up in the middle
of blood and violence?

Well, it happens the whole city
is full of blood and violence.

You only see it
when you're with me.

Come on.

This is for you.

Hello, darling.

Name's Heston.
I have reservations for Miami.

Have a nice trip, sir.

Thank you.

This was left for you,
Mr. Heston.

Cancel.

What do you know about that?

What kind of a joke you think
this is? Jeff, you gone crazy?

This why, old friend?

Put the gun away.

That girl's gone
to your head, all right,

if she could even
make you do this to me.

I was the first one
to put a gun in your hand,

and you come here
threatenin' me.

I'm the only friend you've got.

Don't forget that, Jeff.
You can't just scratch me off your list.

I made a mistake.

A man's gotta defend himself.

Against me?

What do I know about this crap?

I was with you, wasn't I?
I helped you, didn't I?

But I won't help you again.
You can count on that.

That'll teach you to take up
photography as a hobby. No!

- Who sent you?

All right!

Who sent you?
Sorry.

They'll kill me!
They'll kill me!

No.

D-don't.

No. Don't.

Cool it, Jeff.

Shapiro was really heroic.

Damn fool.
And for no reason.

He could've told you, Jeff.
I ordered the pictures.

I've been lookin'
all over for you.

We wanna have a little
chat about 'em.

Take it easy, Jeff.

We're here to hand you a strictly
personal invitation.

You know, Jeff,

you're photogenic.

Now you'll come with us,
won't you?

Like I said,
the boss wants to see you.

Hey, Jeff!

Hi, Steve. What a coincidence.
Not really.

The club belongs to Weber.

I come here a lot to play tennis
and keep my weight down.

Butyou?
Weber wants to talk to him.

Ah. Go and tell Weber that he stopped for
a word with me. He'll be along in a minute.

All right.

He's over there
in the Japanese sauna.

Hurry up, Jeff.
He doesn't like to be kept waiting.

What are you up to with Weber?

Nothin'.
He wants to talk to me.

Listen, uh...

I know it's none of my business,
but be careful with Weber.

He doesn't take anything
from anybody.

He's accustomed to squeezing people
like lemons, then he throws them away.

I don't want him to do the same
with you. You work for him.

Yes, but I use him.
He doesn't use me.

I'm a lawyer, Jeff.

It's normal for me to work
with people like them.

I have to convince them
that certain methods,

violent methods are out of date.

They can't be used any longer.

Jeff.

I want to make you
a proposition.

There's a deal on
in Venezuela.

It's a good business.
Handled it myself.

One of the latest purchases
of the organization.

I can arrange for you
to leave right now.

Don't go to Weber.

Well, I have to see him.

Your reasons sound good.

But he's got pretty good ones too.
Jeff!

I'm going to the office.
I'll be working late.

Come and see me when
you're finished with Weber.

Okay.

Remember,

those who give the orders
aren't always those who command.

I made you an offer, Jeff,
and you turned it down.

And you lied about it.

You said you didn't want
to work anymore, but instead...

Coogan... Pow.

You shouldn't tell daddy lies.

It all comes out
in the end, Jeff.

Especially if big daddy's
a suspicious son of a bitch like me.

That wasn't work.
I did it for myself.

You shouldn't allow your feelings
to get hurt so easily.

Hey, my feelings
aren't hurt.

It's just I can't allow
certain things.

It's a matter of authority.

The organization...
I have to make myself respected.

Otherwise, the whole works
just falls apart.

It was different in the old days.

Then, you just had to knock off
one of the boys from time to time.

You know, a small percentage.

Set an example.
And that way...

Everybody else would
fall into line very nicely.

But you young people today,
you're all cynics.

They don't care about anything,
and they don't show respect.

I Want that film.

And I want you to join
our little family.

I've been an orphan
all my life, Weber.

I'm used to being alone.

Even orphans get married.

You can't go it alone,
especially nowadays.

You've got to belong to somebody...
A group, a party, a church.

If you go alone...
Whoop, they crush you.

None of my men would've gotten into the
trouble you did down in the Virgin islands.

I wouldn't have allowed it.
You understand?

Now look, we're headin' for big things,
my boy, you and I.

The organization is changing
in many ways.

It's getting stronger,
and it's getting cleaner.

We're thinkin' of settin' up
on a serious scale, nationwide.

We don't have time for
no two-bit killers anymore.

And if by some rare chance
we need somebody,

well, then, we hire the champions
like yourself, and nothing less.

You can draw a regular salary,
pension.

You'll have all
the freedom you want.

Only, if I call you, you come.

Hear? Always.

There's no divorce from our family.
Remember that.

Yeah, I know all about that.

And the harbor is full of people
who didn't. Underwater statuary.

You've been readin'
those detective stories.

You've been readin' the wrong
kind of books. Hey, look.

I wanna make you happy.

So if you say okay, I'll hire this friend
of yours. What's his name? Killain?

Killain you can't hire.

The only reason he hasn't joined us
till now, nobody asked him.

If I want him, I take him...
Or anybody else.

I'll give you my answer tomorrow.
Hey!

No, wait.

I haven't finished.

You might not believe this,
Jeff, but sometimes...

I get homesick for the old days.

You wouldn't understand. You're too young.
You're part of the machine age.

You wouldn't know
how beautiful it was.

You see that bank,
for example?

The first time I went in there
I had an automatic rifle.

Me and three other guys,
we cleaned the whole joint out.

And now I own it. I gotta preside
over the board meetings.

All of a sudden,
it's a nuisance.

Son of a bitch,
it's a real pain in the neck.

That's the way Killain
Talks about the old days.

Only he didn't go to all that trouble
to get a hold of what disgusts him so much.

All right, I'm ambitious.
I admit it.

And I get sentimental, too,
but sometimes I screw myself.

You see that skyscraper?

That's the new office building
for the firm.

I worked a long time to be able to build
that, to build something worthy of me.

And now it seems
I'm not worthy of it!

These smart, college-boy directors
I got working for me, they say,

"Don't come around the office too much and
show your face. It's not good." Understand?

Seems these big shots
would rather not know I exist.

And they're handlin' my firm.

They don't have to get
their hands dirty...

And they don't have to go
to confession on Saturday.

I don't want to hear
the story of your life.

I got better things to do.
Let me off at the taxi stand.

Relax, Jeff.
Be my guest a little while longer.

Try this.

It's called a "Moonlight passion."

This is the newest thing here.

I'm not thirsty.

So, Jeff, do you like my place?

It costs more
than an aircraft carrier.

But I had to have it.

I've got a very,
very demanding wife.

Before she'd marry me, I had to buy her
a million dollar country place.

I'm not complaining. She earned it
long before the honeymoon was over.

She's got a lot of style.

You know something?
I'm not a novice.

I've been around.

But I'm gonna
tell you somethin'.

She showed me more surprises...

I mean, very,
very pleasant ones.

Oh! Oh, I forgot.
You knew her.

She used to run around
with you a couple years ago,

and then she dumped you for this guy,
Coogan, when he got his inheritance?

It's all right.
I squared it for you.

I mean, she dumped him too, and quickly,
the minute she met me.

You were smart to let her go.

She's too...
She's too lively.

You're young,
you would've taken it too badly.

As far as I'm concerned, when
she goes off on one of these escapades,

you know, I'm relieved.

I'm an old man.
I gotta rest every now and then.

Women...
They're so beautiful.

They can be the biggest whores
in the world,

and yet they insist on propriety,

on keeping up appearances.

She goes off on one of these
romantic weekends and she knows...

That if I object,
she wouldn't move an inch.

And yet she comes back
and she starts these scenes,

telling all these lies,
pointing out all these details.

Ahh. You know, in her own way...

I think she's a great artist.

Come on, let's drink to her.
Let's drink...

Let's drink
to the talents of my wife.

I told you I wasn't thirsty.

Why the hell didn't you tell me?

You were in jail.

I couldn't come there and tell you
that your Vanessa had married Weber.

Besides, I felt
it was partly my fault.

I got in touch with her
during your trial.

And she was with me when
Weber saw her the first time.

You haven't forgotten her yet. Right, Jeff?
But now, it is dangerous for you.

Forget the past. It can only
bring you misery.

You decided to change your life.
Then go away and accept my offer.

You can start all over and think
about your future.

When the organization is clean
again and completely legit...

...I hope I can have you working
here again.

Hello. Is Mrs. Vanessa Weber there?

Do you know where I can reach her?
It doesn't matter, thanks.

Thanks for coming, Jeff.

Do you like it?

This is my refuge.

Jeff, it was your gift.

That doll was a memory.

I don't want memories.
No yesterdays, no tomorrows.

I love you, Jeff.
- This moment is all that counts.

I love you.

Where are you going?
- I'm going to get something to eat.

The country air makes me hungry.

Why are we stopping here?

I want to go hunting. Come on.

Jeff, if you want to kill me,
do it quickly, I beg you.

You met Weber, didn't you? It was
him who stopped us at the airport.

Now he sent you here to get rid of me. He
gave you the rifle, but you want to use it.

You hate me. I knew it when we were
making love. I felt all your hate.

Jeff, I want to ask you only one thing:
I beg you, do it fast.

I can't bear the pain, you know that.

I've always been afraid, Jeff.

I had to feel secure.

I had to surround myself with security.

I'm disobeying Jeff.

He didn't want me to look for you.
He doesn't need your testimony.

I was in love with him.

It was terrible for me to find out
he was a killer, a gangster.

Of course he's a gangster.

And he'll have to pay for it.

But believe me, nobody is all
white or all black.

The line between good and evil,

between legal and illegal, is often
created by a good press office,

or an efficient propaganda
ministry.

Look at that man. He could be in a
Virgin Islands prison, like Jeff...

...or sitting behind a
beautiful Governor's desk.

Al Weber is a king.

He'd like to meet you.
He invited us to his table.

I'm sorry for your king,
but I am Republican.

I have known many men
richer than Weber.

No, it wasn't for his money.

The lovely Vanessa.

You're a knockout, my darling.

Tell me, have your ears
been burning?

There's a lot of talk
about you going around.

My radar picks up everything, you know.
What do you mean?

Have a look at my show next week.

I'm going to be talking
about your fiancee,

The gangster, Jeff Heston,

and your vacation
in the Virgin islands.

I had nothing to do
with that business.

Don't be silly. It's all publicity.

You'll become the number one pin-up
for all the killers in America.

They'll stick your picture
on the butt of their machine gun.

Torn, please.

Listen, Shandy,
if I were you...

I would avoid talking about
miss Shelton on television.

Believe me, you'll be sparing yourself
a lot of trouble.

The TV station
belongs to him.

Well, boss,
what do you say?

Are we afraid to talk about miss Shelton's
vacation in the Virgin islands?

I adore lawsuits.

When we arrived
at our thousandth suit,

I realized that tom's show
was a hit.

Anything wrong, Steve?

Tom Shandy wants to mention miss Shelton's
name in his TV gossip show.

My show lives on news.

When I've got a good story,
I report it.

You can bet on that.
And I'm gonna tell this story...

Even if it costs me my job.

You've already lost your job.

That right, Sherman?

Sherman, is that right?

This brash young man
has lost his job.

Is that right?

I can't hear you.

Will you spell it out?
Is that right?

Yes, Al.

All right, Steve. If you'll move
your behind off that chair,

I'll make miss Shelton's
acquaintance.

I'd better keep an eye
on this situation.

You're too dangerous,
and Vanessa is important.

It was wealth joined with power.

Pure tyranny.

Controlling,
just because it exists.

You can't understand that, but...

you have your own way
of being in control.

I'm weak.

Perhaps I'm sick, but...

to me, then,

he meant safety, strength.

But I paid for it.

Oh, Jeff, it's disgusting
living with him, sleeping with him.

Feeling his heavy, greasy body
on top of me.

- Jeff!

Is he one of Weber's men?

My friend Killain.

He's still carrying
the price tag.

I've got news for you.

What kind of news?

It's for the obituary column.

You and the boys go down to
the Olympic club and wait for me there.

I want to be alone.

Well, my boy,

I can't say that you did wrong.

Vanessa hadn't
behaved well with you.

And to be perfectly honest,

she was beginning
to behave badly with me too.

So you can see, Jeff, why I'm not
going to be in mourning too long.

I hate to sound cynical,

but in the past two months,

Mrs. Weber was beginning to stick
her nose a little too much...

into Mr. Weber's business.

That's why I left you completely alone,
I gave you a completely free hand.

So everything went well?
I mean, in your usual grand style?

Yeah, yeah.

Fine for everybody,
except for poor Killain.

Killain?

But Vanessa?

I'm right here, Al.

Oh, Jeff.

She did it to you again.

Where are the photographs,
the negatives?

There.

The key.

She should have a set made.
Right, darling?

The key.

Vanessa.

As you can see,

the lady of the house
is very well informed.

You're making a big mistake.

Coogan, me and you... Now
you're falling for it all over again.

You think you're the last
in the series?

She's using you.

All she wants to do is plant her pretty little
behind on that throne where I'm sitting.

Turn that gun on her, Jeff,

and I'll make you out a check
for $10 million right now.

Are these the ones, Jeff?

Burn them.

Oh, good girl.

Now you better
send her off, Jeff.

Vanessa,
she hates violence.

Don't you, darling?

Okay, you remember
everything, Vanessa?

Hotel Jerico. Miss Brown.
Hurry, darling.

Vanessa?

Good-bye.

And congratulations.

Dear, dear little Vanessa.

I gotta give her credit.
She's got an awful lot on the ball.

But you, Jeff...
You're a big disappointment to me.

And it's funny. With her you seem
to lose all your strength,

As if she's taken it all
from you.

I want to tell you
something,

And I don't care
if you believe me or not.

But she's screwing you
all over town.

Along with the negatives in that drawer,
there was a copy of the prints.

And she just snuck 'em out
right in front of your eyes.

If she had done that,

you would've told me about it right away.
I find it more amusing.

You want to kill me, don't you, Jeff?
I might as well enjoy it.

What's the matter? You lost the courage
to pull the trigger?

You have your doubts?
Your second thoughts?

Let me tell you, Jeff, you're screwed
for the rest of your life.

You ate the apple and they're gonna
throw you out of the garden of Eden.

And if you do any more killing, your victims
are gonna haunt you for the rest of your life.

What's the name of the hotel where
you're supposed to meet Jeff?

Why?
Who are you calling?

The police, naturally.

Well, what does that mean?

Wait, Steve.
I can't do it.

What's wrong?

Remorse?

Did those three days at the cottage
heat up the old romance?

I thought you were better
than than.

Can't you realize? If we don't
have him arrested, he'll kill you.

And by now he knows
you're a... a bitch.

Of course I'm a bitch.
But that's precisely why...

You've been able to sit comfortably in
your chair and talk about law and justice.

I was the one that was
risking my skin out there.

It was me that had
to marry Weber.

I was the one that had
to go to bed with him.

I could have offered myself, but I don't believe
Weber would have appreciated my charms.

At least I have
one thing to my credit.

I discovered you. I set the whole
Vanessa mechanism in motion,

the operation that means we now have a
billion-dollar organization right in our hands.

In any case, Jeff is finished.

They have his name on their list.
They'll catch him sooner or later.

You know how many dead men
he has on his conscience.

What about you? You're the one
that wanted Weber killed.

We both did, darling.

But he won't be
on our consciences.

We just shifted the pistol's aim
from you to him.

Jeff was the one
who pulled the trigger.

The sooner it's over, the better it'll be
for all of us.

Even for him.

Where's he waiting for you?

Has a miss Brown checked in yet?
Miss Brown?

No, she hasn't.

There he goes!

This is car 23 reporting. We're blocking
intersection "B" right now.

I want squad car 24 to close in.

Wrap it UP-

Calling all cars.
Attention.

This is top priority,
Jeff Heston.

He has been sighted
west of Warren street.

You know, you're beautiful,

Even in clothes.

I know.

There's no need for a toast
in advance.

There'll be lots of them
afterwards.

It isn't for the ceremony,
it's for us,

to celebrate the good news.

It seems they've found...
or rather identified him in Africa...

with mercenary troops.

With a fake name, of course.

One of the Nicholson agents
told me.

I'm talking about Jeff,
obviously.

I wonder how
he managed it...

to get out of the States
and reach Africa.

Then everything's all right.

Africa's far enough away,
isn't it?

And dangerous enough?

I would have preferred
a more definitive solution.

I like that word,
"definitive."

It's very refined.

But to me, it sums up
a picture of Jeff...

twisting in the electric chair...

or riddled with
machine gun bullets.

You frighten me, Vanessa.

You agree to,

to betray him,

But you're still possessed
by that killer...

with the smell of death
on him.

I catch the same smell
on you, Steve.

Only much stronger.

At least he always took
his own risks.

It's people like you...

Like us, if you want...
who never risk anything,

at least almost never.

I have your speech for you.
I don't need that.

I know what to say.

Don't underestimate me,
Steve.

You're learning fast,
Vanessa, very fast.

But you still need me.

We've done everything together,
and we'll make it together.

But I was the brains,
and I still am.

Don't forget it.

When we're able to get married, once
a decent period of mourning is over,

We'll see where I'll be able
to take you.

How far we can go.

I know very well
where I want to go.

But I also know I want
to go there by myself.

You were right, Steve.

It's wonderful to be
powerful, strong.

But power can't be shared.

It has to be held
by one pair of hands.

My hands, in this case.

Be careful how you treat me.
Steve!

At the new
W.l. building,

from the doorman
who opens the car door...

to the board members
at the top of the building,

they'll all be waiting
for me,

the widow Weber with
her majority of the shares.

Keep smiling, darling.

You're still my...
faithful, trusted attorney.

Jeff.

My love.

Please don't make me suffer.

Joe, cover the roof.

Shoot.

Must be a rookie.

You don't shoot,
I'll kill you.