Arise, My Love Page #2

- This'll make a great story.

- A what?

A beat, a headline.

- You're pulling this stunt just...

- For an exclusive story.

But why pick me?

It had to be an American

for the American papers.

- You can see that.

- Sure.

- I hope you don't mind.

- No, I'm glad to be of service.

Darling!

Sorry. I hope we haven't

come back to soon.

- It's alright.

- Yes, I've forgiven her.

You've forgiven her

after all she's done for you?

An amazing girl, my wife.

- Amazing!

- Sign here.

"...to never, under any circumstances,

engage in any activity

connected, however remotely,

with Spain".

I'm a music lover.

Can I listen to "Carmen"?

Tom, aren't you cute.

- May I lend you my car?

- Thank you, I hired one.

We're catching a plane

for Paris at 14:
55.

Paris. Pleasant feeling to be

in Paris instead of a pine box.

I hope heaven can wait, Father.

Your chances of heaven

seem remote to me, my son.

- You have everything, Mr. Martin?

- Yes, I think so.

I'll leave the playing cards.

Have them cleaned before

you play with the Father.

- He has them all marked.

- Come now, Tom.

Thank the Governor and tell him

- you had a lovely time.

- Yes, thank you, Governor.

- Goodbye. Take care of Adolf.

- Adolf?

Yes, I've shared my cell

for six months with Adolf.

He's a rat, but he's very smart.

I taught him to hold out his paw.

That'll be enough, Tom.

He never knows what he's saying.

Goodbye and thank you.

- Goodbye, Padre.

- Goodbye, senora.

Goodbye, Father.

Good luck, my son.

You're alright.

Fine couple.

Good looking, these Americans.

- A very inventive people, too.

- Yes, Ford, Edison...

He's left this behind.

It's addressed to me.

"I, Thomas Martin,

of sound mind...

It's interesting what a man

will write before he dies.

"I hereby devise and decree

that my entire monetary estate,

consisting in $29.87,

be distributed among the soldiers

of my firing squad,

50 cents to the drummer

and 17 cents to the commander,

with the compliments

of the corpse".

- Light-hearted devil!

- Incorrigible!

"Finally, I direct that there be

no melancholy

among these, my heirs,

as I die an orphan

and a bachelor,

leaving no parents, no widow,

no offspring,

and no hard feelings.

Thomas Martin".

If the firing squad learns

they've lost this legacy,

they'll shoot me!

"A bachelor", "no widow".

Damn it!

We've been deceived!

She's not his wife!

I've been tricked!

They must be stopped!

The telephone!

Where's the telephone?

You're holding it.

- Where?

- In your hand.

Give me the Captain of the Day.

Give me the Chief of Police!

Give me the airport!

How'd you get away with it?

That was all the makeup I needed.

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