The Day of the Jackal Page #2

- Why not?

From now on, you'll be working

completely alone.

Not completely. One will have

the cooperation of de Gaulle.

He won't listen to his security

and stay out of the public eye.

A pleasant journey home, Mr. -- Mr. Jackal.

This has got to stop.

You're the Chief of Action Service.

You've had three weeks to find out

if the OAS is behind this.

If they are, what are they up to?

- It is the OAS, General.

But the ones we've caught are small fry.

They've been ordered to do it,

but they don't know why.

The minister has been after me again.

We've questioned known OAS people.

They know nothing.

Not even the high echelons.

- What about the informers?

Nothing. But we found out this morning...

...that Rodin and the other two are in Rome.

They arrived on June 1 8.

They've taken the two top floors

in the Hotel Garibaldi.

You're watching them?

- Twenty-four hours a day.

Birth certificate, please.

Paul Oliver Duggan.

Born in the parish of

Sambourne Fishley, April 3, 1 929.

Fill in the form. You'll find

the 1 929s up those stairs...

...and left at the first gallery.

- Right. Thanks.

Thank you, sir.

Excuse me, please.

How many krone to the pound?

The official parity rate is 1 9.34.

Hello.

Two bottles of Hairpin, please.

One in chestnut brown and one in gray.

I've only got Clairol, dear.

That's fine.

And also a tin of solvent.

It is here.

- Is it?

Hello.

Yes.

Hello, Zurich?

Mr. Kola, this is he.

That's right.

Account number 50664.

The money's been deposited.

How much?

Attention please.

Air Italia announces the departure

of Flight 127 to Genova.

Now boarding at Gate 5.

The Hotel Garibaldi is owned

by a Frenchman with OAS sympathies.

Extra Action Service staff have

been sent from Paris to Rome...

...to keep watching them around the clock.

Rodin, Montclair and Casson

live at the top floor alone.

On the next floor down are the bodyguards:

ex-paratroopers or foreign legionnaires.

How many?

- Eight.

They're afraid of being kidnapped.

I know Rodin.

He's not a man to be afraid.

The lift doors on the top floor

are welded together...

...and everything has to go

through the bodyguards.

Not one of them has set a foot

outside the hotel for five weeks.

The only contact

with the outside world is one man:

Adjutant Wolenski.

- Tell me about him.

Bersie, run the film, please.

This is Wolenski.

He goes to the post office

every morning and afternoon.

See that? You'll have to cut his

hand off to get the mail from him.

He always waits until

the collection van arrives...

...before he posts any letters.

Then he picks up the mail.

All their mail comes to general delivery...

...and is addressed in the name of Partrier.

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