The Man with One Red Shoe Page #2

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- He made a call from the airport.

- To whom?

His dentist, a Dr. O Reuben. 872-1501.

Edgar?

FBI, KGB, Ml5, Interpol -

all negative.

None of our contacts

has ever heard of Richard Drew.

- Who are the guys following him?

- Ross's men, Virdon and Reese.

We don't know which is which.

- How about the case?

- A violin. What difference does it make?

Why don't we just kill him?

No, Carson.

There's a Senate inquiry, remember?

The last thing we want to do is kill him.

What we do want to do is find out

who he is and what he knows.

- Yes, sir.

- Now then, anybody, why the one red shoe?

Wait a minute. Wait. Dickie!

Dickie...

how old are you? Six? Seven? What?

You're 12 years old? Hm.

Being 12, you haven't really experienced

much of the pain or the suffering

or the anxiety of life - which you will.

But in the meantime,

you see what this says?

This says "with passion".

Now, that means

"con amore, espressivo". Oomph!

I know you wrote it, Mr. Drew,

but can I go back to Schubert?

Sure.

You play it conservative, fine.

Schubert it is.

OK, fine. Just slow it down a little bit.

I personally like to hear each and every note.

What time is it?

- Ten.

- Hm, ten o'clock.

You wanna quit?

Nnnrrgghh!

Just keep practicing, remember.

Yeah, you too, Mr. Drew.

Give my best to your mom and dad.

- OK.

- Walk tall, you're in the string section.

- Richard Drew.

- Heh-heh, Mr. Drew.

I believe we have some business to discuss.

Some shoe business?

Some red shoe business? If you ever want

to see your other shoe alive again...

Yeah, Morris. This is very funny. You're

slaying me here with hysterical laughter.

I had you going.

Like you did with those fake peanuts.

I have to see my dentist today.

Not today. We're counting on you,

and so are the Senators.

- All right, I'll be there.

- Dammit!

I would never wanna disappoint the Senators.

Senate inquiry. I knew it!

- Want me to kill Morris?

- No.

We can't kill him. We don't even know

who he is yet. Just get a car and a team ready.

Stemple. Hulse.

Keep a tap on that telephone 24 hours a day.

Maddy, take the sweep team.

When he goes to that dentist, go to his

apartment and check out everything. Let's go.

Come on.

What?

- What?

- Sounds like another Morocco to me.

Oh, honey, will you give me a break?

Morocco was Morocco, was... Morocco.

I just don't want any cars

dropping out of the sky.

Maddy, I'm not gonna hurt this guy.

I have no reason to hurt him, right?

- I guess not.

- OK?

- OK.

- Good girl.

Sam, call the motor pool.

Don't let Carson go before I talk to him, OK?

Come on.

I don't buy that peanut crap for a second.

It's a little strange

the first person he calls is a dentist.

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