A Lady Without Passport Page #2

Any price

within reason

for you

or anybody else.

Wait.

Miss lorress.

I understand the embassy

couldn't help you.

Will you help me?

How anxious

are you to go?

Very, or i wouldn't

have come back.

I try not

to get sentimental.

I run a business.

The fee

for my services

is $1,000,

payable in advance.

I haven't the money.

As i say, i try not to get sentimental,

but sometimes-

if i had $1,000,

you wouldn't expect

all of it here.

It would be

torn in half

to ensure

good faith?

Good faith

on both sides.

You said

you'd take me

to charleston,

south carolina.

When i get there, i

may be able to pay you.

Trusting a woman

as beautiful as yourself

is very sentimental.

How can i be sure of you in charleston?

Good faith.

In view of

the circumstances,

the arrangements will take

less time than i anticipated.

Hmm.

Nothing has changed.

The same in havana as

it is in paris or vienna.

Allow me.

If you'll be

good enough to wait.

Santez?

Dead.

Hit by a taxi.

I couldn't get

the half bill.

The police.

I tried, but-

but we may

be visited.

New york cops. How they gonna

figure a havana connection?

Don't underestimate.

We all leave tracks

to our past.

Not me.

Questions might

be asked.

Would i have to tell the

truth when i answered?

Again, you

underestimate.

A shrewd man

never asks questions

until he has gathered enough information

to be able to distinguish

between lies and truth.

There's a mr. Gombush in the cafe.

There is no reason

to assume

that he is anything more

than he claims to be.

I think, however,

something more

than a routine check

is indicated.

This place is

like a morgue.

I am joseph gombush.

Before this gloom descends

upon my soul, too,

i offer to buy everyone

a drink personally.

At least to enliven

the atmosphere

and to loosen tongues in

intelligent conversation.

No, thank you,

seor.

I withdraw my offer.

Another glass,

gloomy one.

In it is

the best company

to be found

in this place.

I never inquired.

You are not,

by chance, hungarian?

Viennese.

No matter.

As a favor to me,

don't be surprised

at anything i say.

Gombush.

Mr. Joseph gombush.

Miss marianne lorress.

I thought,

since you were both

hungarians in havana,

you might be lonesome.

You are hungarian?

Um, my dear friend,

you mean to say

you didn't recognize

the name?

Lorress?

Mayor of budapest.

One of the most

famous men in all hungary.

Oh, that lorress.

Of course, if not

the most famous,

at least

the most infamous.

What a charming

scoundrel he was.

Miss lorress here

is his niece.

The rumors around budapest about him,

and the parties.

Nowhere have there been

such banquets,

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