Our Man in Havana Page #6
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- 1959
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an engineer who has wide knowledge
of harbour installations...
and all naval activities.
He will be expensive to recruit,
Unfortunately,
my approaches were observed...
by Prof. Sanchez of the university.
And I felt therefore, for security reasons,
Teresa is a popular actress...
and extremely close
to the Minister of Posts and Telegraphs.
I kept the operation in my own hands...
as considerable tact was required.
My idea worked splendidly.
You've got it all wrong, Lopez.
- Good night, Father.
- Night, Milly.
What are you drawing this time?
You've made it look
like a mysterious new weapon.
I've started a new career.
Science fiction writer.
- And I'm illustrating my own works.
- What's the story about?
- Over the snow-covered mountains of Cuba.
- But there's no snow in Cuba.
They won't know that.
Lost over the snow-covered mountains
of Cuba...
a dashing pilot of the Cubana Airlines...
He'd better have a name.
What shall we call him?
- I knew a Saveedra once.
- Too fancy.
Perez. Pilot Perez.
Too alliterative.
Montez. That's what we'll call him.
Pilot Montez.
Just recruited
into the British Secret Service.
Montez looked down. What did he see?
Concrete platforms,
unidentifiable pieces of gigantic machinery.
Is it a rocket to the moon?
- May I borrow this?
- No, you can't.
I want it.
- Will you be a successful author?
- I hope so.
Could I have a pair of spurs
for my birthday?
Certainly.
What happened?
All the time we were drinking,
there was this.
- Have you called the police?
- For all I know, it was the police.
Three days ago, a man called on me
and asked me to work for him.
I refused. But he threatened.
What did he want you to do?
It was not a doctor's job.
- Do you know if they've taken anything?
- Some papers.
- Important?
- Nobody's life is quite clean.
You and I are different from the people here.
We do not have a confessional box
in which to bury the past.
But it's not all of this that matters so much.
A dream, I know that.
Fleming discovered penicillin
by an inspired accident.
But an old second-rate doctor
would never have such an accident.
I'm finished with the blueness of cheese.
They strike at you through what you love.
- Couldn't you start again, Hasselbacher?
- I suppose so.
But you see, I never really believed in it.
It was a dream. This is reality.
Just the same...
it was none of their business, was it...
if I wanted to dream?
- You've all seen these drawings?
- Pretty horrifying.
- Shown them to the boffins?
- The Prime Minister just asked me.
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