Frantic Page #4

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Yes, it could mean that.

Or they could've been having a good time.

Mr. Shaap, you're talking about my wife.

You must be thinking about yours.

402, please.

- What's this?

- TWA came by to fetch a suitcase.

Jesus, the suitcase.

No other messages?

Nothing. He asked for you to leave it

in the luggage room.

My key, please.

It's not here, Mr. Walker.

Jet lag.

Should I send the bellboy?

I've come for the suitcase, sir.

Just a minute.

And this.

Please call Dr. Richard Walker

at the Grand Hotel...

...Intercontinental.

It's important.

- A beer.

- Tuborg, Heineken?

Do you know someone named Dd?

You're looking for Dd?

Yeah, you know him?

Sure. You don't look like you know him.

What am I supposed to look like?

Desperate, man.

I'm desperate.

Where you from, man? New York?

San Francisco.

Much better, man.

North Beach. Much, much better, man.

Many places to dance.

"If you go to San Francisco"

"Be sure to wear a flower in your hair"

Come on, man. Buy me a Kahlua

and tell Jack your desperate troubles.

All I really need, man, is Dd.

All the boys and girls are looking for Dd.

But Dd's been gone two nights.

Where?

Man, why not say what you're looking for?

Dd is not the only one

who can show you.

Why don't you tell me

what I'm looking for?

The white lady.

Isn't that so?

Yes.

Heavy. Now I see the desperate man.

- Is she all right?

- Beautiful, man.

Nobody has touched the lady.

You don't worry, man.

Follow me.

- Where is she?

- Cool, man.

No one has so much as stepped on her toe.

She's here, man.

And pure as the driven snow.

Give it a try.

Do a one-on-one and tell me if I lie.

Come now, man. The nose knows.

The white lady.

Pure white.

Good, not true?

600 francs.

You don't need Dd, man.

Dollars?

All right, man.

One more of these for Dd's address.

You have a "stylo", man? A pen?

Your matches.

Hello?

Please call Dr. Richard Walker,

Grand Hotel...

No messages, huh?

Nothing here. I'll check with the operator.

You should go to the gym

and do some sports, Doctor.

You got two calls,

but the man wouldn't leave a message.

Son of a b*tch.

Would you come to my room?

- The suitcase.

- I'll call the police.

Not now.

Get my suitcase from the luggage room.

It's gone. They took it.

TWA. After I came on duty.

Shut the door.

Tell me what this says.

It's me. It's Michelle.

I'm back. I made a good trip.

I'll see you tonight at the Blue Parrot.

Don't forget my money.

She's waiting for Dd.

Something about leaving her suitcase

in a locker.

She has nothing to dress in and no keys.

It's her again.

She's angry now.

She'll wait at the Parrot until it closes,

then she'll go to his place.

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