The Jewel of the Nile Page #2

It's just what I've always wanted to do!

And now Joan's work will receive

the serious attention that it deserves.

And this will be her biggest accomplishment:

My biography.

What's so important there

that you have to write the book now?

- Mr Khalifa has...

- Omar, please.

Omar has been chosen

to unite the tribes of the Nile

and end the strife that has bloodied his land.

He will carry on the work of

the missing Great Redeemer.

- You have listened very well.

- You got all that in 20 minutes?

As a friend of Miss Wilder's,

you are welcome to be my guest also.

- Thank you.

- My pleasure.

Could I talk to you for a minute, please?

I thought you wanted to go to New York.

- That's all changed.

- That fast?

But to write a biography -

it's something important, something real.

- This is what I've been looking for.

- Isn't it a little bit over your head?

I think it's a great chance.

So you got your heart set on it?

Mine's set on Greece.

So when are you gonna leave?

Tonight. He has a private jet and...

Oh, he's got a private jet.

- Oh, what the hell. We had a good run.

- Oh, Jack, come on.

This is just five or four weeks of research.

Maybe you're right. Maybe we need a break.

It's been kind of tough lately.

Yeah. When the going gets tough,

the tough go to Greece.

- Well, I'll write you.

- Where?

Yeah.

Where?

I think I'll go down and

give that roulette wheel one more chance.

You take care of yourself.

And you stay out of trouble.

Look out for her, will ya?

I can offer you this comfort:

She leaves you for a higher purpose.

Yeah.

Free Al-Jawhara!

Don't be frightened. You know,

a man of vision has many enemies.

And my destiny is to outsmart them.

You see?

Like it?

It's OK.

Well, sweetheart, I guess it's just you and me.

Goddamn it, she was the best time I ever had.

Don't cry, scumbag! I'll keep you company.

Cartagena, Colombia!

Long time no... Oh, sh*t.

- Go ahead. Gimme a reason. Make my year!

- Hey, go easy with the gun.

Did you miss me? I missed you.

You're all I thought about for six months.

They threw me in ajail filled with rejects

from the communicable disease ward.

Every wacko, drippy,

open-sored lowlife was in thatjoint!

All wanting to be my proctologist.

And rats! I'm full of rat bites.

Ten weeks of rabies shots this long and

all I thought of was you, Colton. Just you!

Well, I'm flattered, pal.

And I'm sorry you had such a tough time.

How about 100 bucks?

I'll give you a one-way ticket to Harp Land!

What'd you do with it?

- What are you talking about?

- The stone, moron! I'm cocked!

- Let's talk about this like gentlemen.

- Gentlemen! Did I tell you I got malaria?

Every time I shake, I shake like this. Know

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