Out of the Past Page #3

- Thanks.

She must be quite a dame.

A wild goose with 40 G's.

You know, for a smart guy, that

Sterling sure trusts you, don't he?

JEFF:
Why not?

- Am I going along?

- No.

Oh, he doesn't like my personality, huh?

Well, I'm still in, Jeff, fifty-fifty.

- Did I say anything different?

- All right. It's a good soft touch.

Don't get hot at me. And

don't get any cute ideas.

(TRUMPETING)

(BAND PLAYING JAZZ MUSIC)

These are on me.

This is an old friend of mine, Jeff Markham.

He wants to ask you something.

- Which one of you is Eunice Leonard?

- Me.

May I ask you a few questions?

Come on, honey, let's dance.

JEFF:

You work for Katherine Moffat?

Not anymore, she's gone.

She got pushed around.

I wouldn't have stayed myself,

only she got sick being vaccinated.

- How come you're asking?

- I want to find her.

- You want to find her for that man?

- No, for myself. Where'd she go?

- Maybe I oughtn't to tell nothing.

- More harm might come to her if you didn't.

- Is she in harm now?

- I don't know, she disappeared.

- Maybe you better say, honey.

- Well, I can't say much.

It wasn't no cold place though.

That girl hated snow.

Them clothes she took, she was

looking for sun. Florida.

- You sure about that?

- Now I seem to remember, and I'm sure.

- No trunk?

- She only took suitcases.

- You're sure again?

- I know, I weighed them for her.

- How much did they weigh?

- 131 pounds.

- Exactly?

- Exactly.

- On account of that's what I weigh myself.

- Thanks.

Bring them another round.

JEFF:
You don't get vaccinated for

Florida, but you do for Mexico.

So I just followed that 90 pounds

of excess baggage to Mexico City.

She had been at the

Reforma and then gone.

I took the bus south like she did.

It was hot in Taxco. You say to

yourself, "How hot can it get?"

And then in Acapulco, you find out.

She had to wind up here...

because if you wanna go south,

here's where you get the boat.

All I had to do was wait.

Near the plaza was a little caf called

La Mar Azul next to a movie house.

I sat there in the

afternoons and drank beer.

I used to sit there half-asleep

with a beer and the darkness...

only that music from the movie

next door kept jarring me awake.

And then I saw her

coming out of the sun...

and I knew why Whit didn't

care about that 40 grand.

Cuba Libre, please.

(WAITER SPEAKS IN SPANISH)

(COIN CLINKING)

Seorita, seor, may

I speak some words?

- You will be seated, seor, huh? Yes?

- With pleasure, seor.

I am Jos Rodriguez, a guide,

a most excellent guide.

- Indeed?

- You ask them.

They can tell you that Jos Rodriguez

knows Acapulco as no one else.

- Each little street...

- I don't want a guide.

Rate this script:5.0 / 2 votes