The Day of the Jackal Page #5

What does he do?

Jack? Jackie?

Would that beJackie?

Jackie?

That's not possible.

Go back, and this time turn up the sound.

Heel, Rex.

Rex, come here.

Are you all right?

- I think so.

Do you want me to call for an ambulance?

Are you sure?

- I'll survive.

There. See?

I'm sorry.

- It's not your fault, my dear.

Sorry to drag you away, Colonel.

- Nonsense.

The tape is on your machine

in case you want to refer back...

...and here is the transcript.

Jackal.

I thought Wolenski used it

as a swear word...

...but it doesn't sound like him.

Fair.

Excuse me, Colonel.

The foreigner--

Could it be a fair foreigner?

A blonde?

Is Kleist the foreigner?

Colonel, it's 4:
30.

The plot described above

constitutes, in my view...

...the most dangerous single conception...

...that the terrorists

could possibly have devised...

...to endanger the life

of President de Gaulle.

If the plot exists as described...

...and if a foreign-born assassin,

whose code name may be 'Jackal'...

...has, in fact, been engaged

for this attempt on the life--...

Sorry.

- On the life of the president...

...it is my duty to inform you,

Minister, that in my opinion...

...we face a national emergency.

New paragraph.

The above report is top secret

and intended for your eyes only.

Written at 0800 hours...

August 14, 1963.

Address to the Minister of the Interior.

Have the dispatch rider stand by...

...and forget everything you've heard.

Well?

- If what Rolland says is true...

...the whole network of our agents

inside the OAS is no good to us.

The president must be told.

I'll ask for an interview.

Get me the Elysee Palace.

Minister.

One moment, sir.

The Minister of the Interior.

There you are.

It's all there.

The driving license and the French

identity card were easy enough...

...but that third card was a big headache.

It's nicely dog-eared,

isn't it?

Have you forgotten something?

- Sorry?

The original driving license

I said I wanted back.

I thought we might have a chat about that.

The fact is, the original

driving license is not here.

But don't worry. It's put away

in a very safe place.

Nobody can get at it but me.

What do you want?

- I'm coming to that.

What I propose is simply a little trade.

I give you the original driving license...

...and all those negatives I took of you...

...for a certain sum of money.

How much?

- A thousand pounds.

Isn't it worth that

to get those documents back?

I suppose so.

An English gentleman can always

be trusted to see sense.

I can find the first 500 by noon

tomorrow, but we don't meet here.

There's nothing wrong with this place.

It's very quiet and private.

There's everything wrong with this place.

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