Boarding Gate Page #2

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- Vortex?

- Yeah, Vortex.

Vortex could put out her hand

and control people, right?

Why don't you do that right now?

Stick out your hand.

Come to my place tomorrow night.

There were two containers on the ship.

This is one.

Where is my other container?

Well, it'll be here tomorrow.

I spoke to the freighter.

He says he's sorry.

I don't know what to tell you.

I'm sorry, too.

There's four crates at the PHV.

Put them on the platform,

deliver them this afternoon, okay?

Fax this to Hong Kong immediately.

Okay.

We have to change shippers.

This is the third screw-up.

Put the ones with red stickers aside.

It's a different order.

No, it's fine.

It's okay. I told them.

They know. Don't worry.

Are you sure you want to leave?

Is it the money?

No, it's not the money. It's just-

I told you it was temporary

and, um-

Did someone offer you another job?

No, I'm probably going to leave Paris.

Look, these are the four items

that are missing,

everything's fine,

and I signed here for you.

The last page right here?

Still needs to be checked.

But Bruno said he'll do it later.

So is Miles going to help you?

Miles?

You're seeing him again, right?

How do you know?

His secretary called

to confirm your appointment.

Why? I saw him once.

I thought you made up your mind.

I did. I made up my mind.

And he was supposed to be all of your life?

He's out of it.

- This is the last time.

- Too risky.

Next week I'll be gone.

Where to?

China.

Beijing. I'm buying into a club.

With what money?

Don't worry.

You'd live there?

In a second.

I swear, a second.

Here.

After, I'll send you a signal like this.

I want to go away too.

But I couldn't go alone.

I won't be alone.

Who are you going with?

Where's Sandra?

Where is Sandra?

In the booth down there.

Does she have the package?

No.

Where is the package?

It's in the car under my seat.

My motorcycle is

over there behind the bank.

Take the motorcycle

and get out of here.

Got the cash?

Can I see?

Let go of me!

Let go!

Don't move.

F***!

Well, I'm doing what I can.

What?

How long?

How long have you been doing this?

What, like, you pretend

like you didn't know now?

I don't f***ing know.

If I knew, I'd fire you.

I thought you loved me.

You know I do.

Just don't f*** with me, all right?

Don't do this to me.

Check tomorrow's paper.

Okay.

Where were you?

Playing poker.

All night?

Yes.

Win or lose?

Lose.

How much?

Enough.

They dropped off the tickets.

Call my wife and make sure

she got the reservations for the boys.

Everything should be okay.

Hang on. I gotta get the door.

Listen,

I'd like you to keep working for me,

if you'll think about it.

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