Under Fire Page #3

And Alex singing in the background.

We've got to get alone somewhere.

Around the New Year

Now it's safe for lovers just to go

Jesus, he's doing that on purpose.

Alex is one of the world's experts

on military strategy, you know.

Spring can really hang you up the most

- Price!

- Regis!

Congratulations on the African snaps.

They were marvelous.

- Hello, Claire.

- Well, thank you.

- Haven't seen you since...

- Three Mile Island?

Yes. Holiday Inn, right?

Well, look who walked in.

Oh. Before you fall in love, darling,

that's Marcel Jazy,

friend of wine, women and Somoza.

Yeah, I know.

He's also a businessman

in search of a business

who doesn't try very hard to cover up

his connection to Washington.

I like his connection

in Nicaragua tonight.

- But look at those moves.

- Yeah.

Can the C.I.A.

light cigarettes like that?

One more

Melody

A little champagne

so we might make a toast.

Please stay at your table

and you won't be hurt.

Come on.

Let's go.

Hold on.

Alex, it's Charlie from New York.

He says a nightclub bombing isn't

big enough to hold for the World section.

Tell him there were

pieces of body in the piano,

and somebody was singing

Moonlight in Vermont.

What's he got better than that?

He's got the Pope in Egypt.

Terrific.

Forget the Pope, Charlie.

You got the Pope someplace every week.

There's a big story down here, because

it's the first sign of fighting in Managua.

Get a map, Charlie. Look up Nicaragua.

You drive to New Orleans,

and then you turn left.

Oh, like hell I'm editorializing.

Look, the whole thing happened

in a room full of press and C.I.A.

How do I know they were C.I.A?

Because they wore nametags.

What do you think?

Look, we're backing

a fascist government again.

I know that's not exactly news,

but see if you can find an angle?

Alex, come on. You know,

there's fascist and there's fascist.

Let's not go throwing words

like that around, okay?

No, we don't have

any pictures of Rafael,

because nobody knows

where the son of a b*tch is.

Anybody crazy enough to go out and

look for him is gonna get his nuts shot off.

Same to you, Charlie.

What do you want?

We've met, Alex. Hub Kittle.

From Lewitsky and Knupp.

New York, Public Relations.

I have a client down here.

Who's your client?

President Somoza.

Yeah, I know, I know.

But there's an untold story here,

you know.

I mean, the man has

a point of view, too, right?

- Right.

- Right.

You're Price, right? Russel?

I'm Hub Kittle.

I need to know whether it's Russian

or Cuban-made guns were brought in.

If the guerrillas had help,

the war would have ended long time ago.

Well, that's fine, but we need proof.

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