White Nights Page #3

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That is a highly secret military base.

I'm surprised they even let

the plane land there at all.

Well, you can't just sit here.

He's an American citizen!

Not to the Soviets.

By their rules, he's a criminal.

Eight years ago he was tried in absentia and

sentenced to 15 years. He's got no rights at all.

We have to appeal to the U.N. I am going to

schedule an international press conference.

No! Right now they're taking credit

for saving 250 lives.

Oh, please.

Soviet PR has never been better.

Larry!

He's an embarrassment to them.

They're asking us to keep a low

profile till he comes out of it.

I don't believe this. You're

gonna let them get away with this?

Anne, go back to New York. The State

Department will keep you informed.

I am not leaving this country

without Kolya.

Where am I?

Taimyr.

Oh, hi, you're up.

Hi, Raymond Greenwood, New York.

Nice to meet you.

Thought you'd never come.

I asked to call American Embassy...

I'm not from the embassy.

But you're an American citizen,

yeah?

I'm American.

That's my wife, Darya.

We're gonna look after you for a

little while till you get on your feet.

I am on my feet, I'd like to go home.

You got pretty shaken up

in that crash.

You ought to be glad you're alive.

I am glad.

I suppose she's from New York too?

I am from Moscow.

We work in the theatre here.

Yeah, I'm a tap dancer.

Tap dancer?

Yeah.

Of course. You're from New York,

she's from Moscow.

And you live here, in Siberia.

It's only temporarily.

Of course.

Nobody's here permanently.

Am I under arrest?

No, no, you're not under arrest.

You're free as a bird.

And you're not my guard?

No, I told you, I'm a tap dancer.

I can go out and get some fresh air?

Yeah, sure. I'll go with you.

What if I wanna go alone?

Go ahead.

It's cold out.

Sh*t!

B*tch!

I thought I was free as a bird.

Just hanging out for a while with

another dancer. A tap dancer, right?

I'm sorry. I just don't like

people making long-distance calls.

You and your wife are paid informers.

Stool pigeons. Lowest of the low.

Watch your mouth.

If they tell you to, you'll kill me.

Anything to survive.

You're a real American paranoid.

I think they brought me back here.

How do they feel about you

back home in New York?

Shut up!

Had enough?

Yeah, the herring was just great.

I'm so glad.

A**hole.

Has your life in Russia always

been like this? Like in a storybook?

No, I think it's only your life

that has been like a storybook.

Oh.

You know, you're not as tall as I

thought you'd be. Dancer of your stature.

Please, don't drink if it'll make you

bigger pain in the ass.

We're in Russia. And in Russia,

we open up a bottle, we drink it.

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