The Eiger Sanction Page #2

I imagine they'd be seized

and auctioned off, made

available to everyone.

Perhaps Mr. Pope

would be able to buy one.

Won't it do your heart good to think

of one of your precious paintings

in Mr. Pope's hands?

Dragon, you have a talent for

describing the indescribable.

There are two assailants.

Our search division has located

only one of these men in Zurich.

C-2 is working on the second one,

and I would hope that they

will have identified him

by the time you arrive in Zurich.

We have reason to believe

that the Zurich man

is responsible for the assassination

of several of our agents

in a most savage manner.

I'll take one sanction. Only one.

All right.

We shall talk about the second

sanction when the time comes.

The price'll be $20,000.

Twice your usual fee? Absurd!

You want the sanction

performed, you pay $20,000.

You are without conscience.

How true.

Which brings me to

another small fee

I want to get for this job.

Which is?

I'd like a statement from

the Internal Revenue Service

listing my collection of paintings.

I'd like it to say that the IRS

has examined my collection,

and that the IRS is fully aware of the

circumstances under which I obtained them,

and that my ownership is legal

and without tax liability.

You drive a hard bargain.

You want somebody sanctioned.

I want a piece of paper.

All right.

You'll have the IRS

statement this evening.

Here is the cash.

$20,000.

$20,000!

I hate being predictable.

You are never that, Hemlock.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

MAN:
Who is there?

A delivery.

I have this box of

dental floss for Dr. Millard,

but he doesn't answer his door.

He's off today.

What'll I do

with this box of floss?

I don't give a sh*t

what you do with it, buddy.

Well, you don't have to be

violent about it.

Get lost, cupcake.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Look out!

(WOMAN EXCLAIMS)

STEWARDESS:
Crap?

I beg your pardon?

You did start this conversation

by saying "crap," didn't you?

No, I didn't say it. I asked it.

Is this today's alternative

to, "Coffee, tea, or milk?"

Only on our competitor's lines.

Actually, I was looking over your shoulder

and I saw your comment, so I asked.

Just some criticism

of this book I'm reviewing.

All and all, it's a very

shabby piece of research

obscured by involuted style.

Shabby research I can stand,

but involuted style

really makes my ass drag.

I can't believe that

you're a stewardess.

Actually, I'm not.

I'm a skyjacker in drag.

That's reassuring.

Now if you'll just

give me your name,

I'll report it to the proper

authorities when we land.

Jemima.

And I'm Uncle Ben.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm serious. That's really my name.

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