The Aura

Wednesday

ONE CRIMINAL DEAD AND TWO

CAUGHT IN FAILED HEIS

TWO JEWEL THIEVES CAUGH HOLD-UP THWARTED...

... to take me to my brother's house.

Are you listening to me?

All I need is for you

to tell me to...

Another one that's late.

What's your name,

what did you bring?

Oh, the foxes.

Wait over there at the side...

They thought they'd be able

to use lots of museum pieces,

but half of them are ruined.

I told them that,

but they didn't listen.

The Pole's going crazy.

- Hungarian.

- Eh?

- He's Hungarian, not Polish.

- Oh, Hungarian.

- So what did you bring?

- Some foxes.

You?

The pumas, the jaguars,

the casuarias...

Most of them came out of a diorama

I did a couple of years ago.

I hardly brought anything new.

- Good business.

- You could say that.

Sontag!

The curators want you to have a look

at the dioramas on the third floor.

They need a report and an estimate.

Start with the rainforests.

- Now?

- Yes, now.

Don't smoke in here.

It doesn't bother her,

does it, darling?

Say "Ah".

- How's all that going?

- Fine.

The same...

- Do you still get the...

- Now and again.

- Remember that time?

- Yes.

I remember every time.

OK. Let's go to Administration.

I've already had enough of this place.

Pay day.

How much do you think

they've got?

- Not this again.

- How much?

- I don't know.

- Have a guess.

I haven't got the slightest idea.

Two guys with two bags each.

Each bag on average...

holds 10 bundles of fifty

So?

Plus the same amount

that's inside already.

They bring it in the day before,

for security reasons.

Hard to believe they've got that much,

with the sh*t wages they pay.

- Waiting.

- Waiting for what?

For someone to do something.

Want me to tell you how?

You're going to tell me anyway.

Like when you told me how to rob

the Agricultural Convention.

See how he's got his back turned?

You could just walk right up to him.

He's not even looking.

Have you got a light?

Don't move.

- Now...

- Everybody on the floor!

It's all in the timing.

You mustn't waste a second.

Handcuffing them,

that takes...

Telephones, alarm. In the treasury,

no one's realized yet.

On the floor!

- How much time was that?

- 20 seconds.

It's the moment to close the door.

Just one way in.

Didn't you spot it?

- No.

- I did.

How much time?

They put away the cash.

They close everything up.

- One minute.

- Time's up.

How do they get out?

The old catwalks exit.

They've never blocked that up.

Easier to hide it. And nobody

would remember it was there.

Except me.

The catwalks lead directly

to the other wing of the building.

While the guards are getting

together in the main entrance...

we leave from the other side.

We leave from the other side?

Okay, they leave.

All very neat.

It can be done neatly.

It can be done well.

And if it's that easy, why aren't

people robbing them all the time?

People are robbing all the time,

but they do it badly.

Because they're idiots.

The police and the criminals,

all of them.

I still don't get

what's stopping you.

- It's a game.

- And you're the best player.

I pay attention.

I don't forget

a single thing I see.

Tell me the serial numbers

on the bags.

ABF 869,

HFD 444.

And what if something goes wrong?

What if someone dies?

There's no reason why

anyone should die.

Yes, there's a reason.

There's a load of guys with guns.

The typical situation

in which people die.

No, not if everything's

properly planned.

What the f*** are you talking about?

Who do you think you are?

Billy the Kid?

You've got a very weird fantasy

for a taxidermist...

who's never got into

a fight with anyone.

Not even once.

Not at school,

not in the street, not anywhere.

Anything you say may be

used against you.

Since you like action so much,

I've got a better game for you.

Tomorrow I'm going deer

hunting down south.

I was going with Aguirre

but the pansy got sick,

and I'm stuck with the tickets.

We'll rent you a rifle,

and have a good time.

- I don't like killing animals.

- You don't have to kill anything.

Just go for a stroll,

get the smell of formaldehyde

out of you, take a few pot-shots.

You should try it someday,

or wouldn't your wife let you?

- I'm going.

- Don't you want your money?

- Some other time.

- I'll call you about the trip.

- I'm not going.

- I'll call you anyway.

Mariana...

Yes, I'm going to go.

I gave it some thought

and I've made my mind up.

Nothing...

Nothing in particular...

I just thought...

a change of air would do me good.

Yes, hunting too, the whole deal.

Eh?

Her?

No, she agrees.

Yeah, she thinks it's a good idea.

She says what's good for me

is good for both of us.

What time do we leave?

What airline?

Okay.

I'll see you there.

Thursday

We can't stay here.

They haven't got any rooms.

It's all full up.

Sontag!

Listen, I don't want you

to go off angry.

The situation got out of control.

It's not just us.

I just called the other hotels.

They're all full up.

There's not a single free bed

in the whole valley.

And you didn't make

a reservation.

I've never needed a reservation.

But this is a special weekend.

The casino is closing next week...

and people are coming

from everywhere.

What the f*** do I care?

I came here to hunt.

- Where are you going to go?

- To f*** my mother.

Listen.

- Do you know Dietrich's cabins?

- Who?

Dietrich. He's a local.

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