Plunder of the Sun

Synopsis: An American insurance adjuster, stranded in Havana, becomes involved with an archaeologist and a collector of antiquities in a hunt for treasure in the Mexican ruins of Zapoteca.
Director(s): John Farrow
Production: Warner Bros.
81 min

And now, your answer, seor.

Do you realize you're a guest of Mexico?

And still you are willing to abuse

our hospitality with no explanation.

- You are sure your name is Al Colby?

- Yes, I'm sure my name is Al Colby.

Resident of San Francisco, California.

Occupation, insurance adjuster...

who made a big mistake

of trying to collect a debt in Cuba.

- And your business in Oaxaca?

- I was a tourist.

Does the tourist usually leave a trail of

bodies throughout the country he visits?

- I wouldn't know.

- And who does this gun belong to?

And this one?

Good afternoon, seores.

- How do you do, Mr. Chavez?

- How do you do?

Mr. Colby,

we're from the United States Consul.

I understand that you've been refusing

to discuss your recent activities.

Perhaps you'd rather

talk to me about it first.

I have your permission, seores?

Naturally, you can talk

as much as you desire.

Thank you.

Suppose you start at the beginning,

when you first came here.

You'd better, if you want any help.

All right.

Well, the whole thing started in Havana.

It seems like a long time ago.

Actually, it was only last week.

They say Havana

is the Paris of the New World...

but I was in no mood

to appreciate the scenery...

or the famous hotels.

And I was broke.

- Any mail for me?

- No.

- And you've been here five days.

- Six, if you count today.

I'll settle for the $12.50 you owe me.

Maana, amigo.

The money. Now!

Maybe you didn't hear what I said.


Without him, it's impossible to live.

Without him, I can't live.

His kisses...

I can never forget.

And his laughter...

will forever torment me.

It's useless...

to try and resist.

Because without him, I can't live.

- Juan.

- Un momentito, Mr. Colby, it's coming.

- Your boss around?

- No, he's at his own place.

- Any mail for me?

- No, no mail.

The same old tired letter, that's all.

I'm getting a little tired myself.

Look, Juan, you don't suppose

the boss might have lost it, do you?

No, we lost a lot of customers here

everyday, but we never lost a letter.

- Too hot for me. You want a drink?

- No, thanks, Juan.


- What's so funny?

- Your face, Mr. Colby.

A small child deprived of a toy.

It's not a toy, it's a check.

How did you know my name?

Well, I could not help overhearing it.

Then you'll understand

why I'm not offering you a drink.

Allow me to offer you one.

- Juan?

- Seora.

The lady want you

to have a drink with a big kick.

Something good for your nerves.

- Not now.

- Okay.

There are other things in Havana,

Mr. Colby, that are...

also good for the nerves.

- Have you been here long?

- Long enough.

You don't like it?

Yeah, well, I guess I'm supposed to,

according to the travel folders.

Gateway to the Tropics,

the turquoise blue, the Caribbean...

the exotic scent of...

whatever flowers have exotic scents.

Frangipani and night-blooming jasmine.

You've been reading

the same guidebook.

That is about all.

I've been in Havana for three months,

and I haven't been out after dark.

- And what did you do before that?

- Does it matter?

No, I guess not.

Well, if you have to know...

my husband is an invalid,

and he's very possessive.

- But tonight he is out of the city and...

- I know.

You know, you're a very fast worker.

Yes, the trouble is,

you got the wrong man.

I mean, you got the right man,

it's the wrong time.

Well, would it be so wrong

if I were to hire you as a guide?

What's wrong

with the local talent around here?

And have them think

I must hire escorts?

Mr. Colby...

I've been under lock and key

for so long...

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Jonathan Latimer

Jonathan Wyatt Latimer (October 23, 1906 – June 23, 1983) was an American crime writer noted for his novels and screenplays. more…

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