The Wrecking Crew

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With $1 billion in gold shining at me,

I feel reckless.

I'll open... for a dime.

Well, for $1 billion in gold, I'm in.

Contact. All elements.

Operation Rainbow is entering Phase 1.

Execute.

Repeat. Execute.

This isn't a scheduled stop.

No sweat, men.

Relax, men. Everything's okay.

Red alert! ICE!

Ten seconds behind schedule.

Is that catastrophic?

Yes. I deplore sloppiness.

Nelson? MacDonald.

All sections from 6 through 18

are on emergency standby.

I'm picking up Matt Helm.

Phase 2:
Intercept MacDonald. Repeat.

Phase 2. Intercept MacDonald.

Yes, Your Excellency. Go.

What if they can't?

If we can delay the American counterforce

by that much...

it will add precious minutes

to each phase of Operation Rainbow.

MacDonald, ICE.

Establish roadblocks to pick up black

sedan, two occupants, Maryland plates.

Matt.

Poor boy...

he's so tired.

Will you try his radio band?

I can't get through to him.

I can't reach him either, Mac.

Glad you dropped by.

I want you to meet some cute little...

Never mind.

I'm paying the girls double time.

You know what it costs...

- to double-time all of them?

- Yeah. Get in.

You do? Okay.

Mac. You gotta turn around.

Somebody left my phone off the hook.

Yeah. And I know who that somebody was.

Now shut up and listen.

$1 billion in American gold

en route to London...

was stolen from a train in Denmark.

It's panic time in every money market

in the world if the story breaks.

We can't send in a task force.

It's got to be a one-man job.

Let me guess who you got in mind.

Yes, Operation Rainbow

has entered Phase 3...

precisely on schedule.

You may notify our brokers

in Bombay, Ceylon, and Tokyo...

that the gold will not be... Repeat, not...

be delivered to London on Monday.

We've got one lead from Interpol.

That's where it's at.

Count Massimo Contini.

You name it, he probably owns it.

Oil, steel, railroads, munitions

in a dozen countries.

A multimillionaire, aiming at a multibillion.

I like his style.

Lola Medina.

The office of the President

of the United States.

Mr. MacDonald, because of our balance

of payment deficits...

the gold cannot be replaced.

It must be recovered.

Our best estimate is this:

From the time Mr. Helm

arrives in Copenhagen...

he will have 48 hours

to accomplish his mission.

- Is there anything else, Mr. President?

- No, that is all.

That's all, Mr. MacDonald.

Now, Lola Medina got her severance pay

several months ago.

He fired her?

But he had this waiting in the wings.

Four.

All of it, my dear.

I really like his style.

Linka Karensky.

And remember...

she's about as gentle as a barracuda.

It's highly volatile.

Disappears in 15 or 20 seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Hardly seems worth the trouble.

Anyone exposed to it

without these goggles...

- is blinded for at least a minute and a half.

- Enough time to do anything.

You'll use your standard cover:

freelance photographer.

This switch activates a smoke ejection unit.

Matt, we have one prayer.

The Danish Tourist Bureau

is trying to get you into Contini's chateau.

To take pretty pictures?

To find out whatever you can.

Hello.

Contini's our only lead, Matt.

Nelson, scramble your phone.

Any report from the Danish Tourist Bureau?

Negative, Mac.

Well, we can't wait any longer.

And your chance of finding Contini is nil.

But you're gonna make sure he finds me.

Nelson, break Matt's cover.

You've got to be trying to get rid of me.

Alert the network in Zone 3

that Matt's on his way to Denmark...

to recover that $1 billion in gold.

Just one thing. What if Contini's...

What if he ain't the guy?

Then whoever's got that gold

will be right on your tail.

We'll give you every protection we can.

This is your mini-copter.

It's very simple, Matt. Two universal joints...

three master lock screws,

and you're in business.

It goes in there,

and then into the trunk of your car.

Now, this just came over from research.

It blows up.

It's so new,

we don't even have a name for it yet.

Why don't we call it

"a little bit of hanky-panky"?

Mr. Helm has arrived.

Very good.

The information from Zone 3 was accurate.

Mr. Helm is at the airport.

Very well. Keep him under surveillance.

But do not kill him yet.

May I ask why Your Excellency's

being so generous?

Not generous, my dear. Cautious.

Your car is ready and your baggage

has been delivered to it.

How about the extra equipment?

In the trunk, as per your instructions.

- Thank you.

- And thank you, Mr. Helm.

- He's leaving now.

- Follow him.

Your Excellency, your call.

Operation Rainbow has entered Phase 4.

On schedule.

Stand by for my instructions

on Monday morning.

Congratulations are in order.

Congratulations are premature,

my dear Massimo.

The report from Zone 3 has been confirmed.

And Mr. Helm is on the scene. Thank you.

- So what do you intend to do?

- I haven't decided.

- At the moment, he's under surveillance.

- Massimo...

don't waste time. Kill him.

I never waste anything

or anyone, dear Linka.

But...

this breakdown in American security...

is far too convenient for my liking.

Our schedule has very little tolerance

for errors.

Errors are made by those

who blindly accept the obvious.

And I can't believe

that they would risk an agent...

of Mr. Helm's calibre quite so casually.

But I will find out. And then I will kill him.

Can I be of assistance?

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