1:12:00
And so my big magic-eyed Gabby,
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who came to Paris to... live...
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...turns out to be a spy
for the police. An informer.
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A common stool pigeon.
1:12:18
No, Rick, don't say it!
It's that devil Gillette.
1:12:22
Oh, how I hate him. He is relentless!
1:12:25
He'll stop at nothing
until he tracks you down.
1:12:28
He'll never forgive himself
for last year in Tangier,
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or the year before in Hong Kong.
You are his obsession.
1:12:35
He is a mad, overweight Captain Ahab,
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searching down you, his Moby Dick.
His white whale.
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- And you?
- Me?
1:12:45
I'm nothing. A creature of the
streets with a long police record.
1:12:50
He had me paroled to be
the luscious and irresistible bait
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squirming on the hook
he has prepared.
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If I do not extract
the plan you have been building
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step by painful step
for the last year,
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my life, well, it's over.
1:13:05
Back I go behind the bars,
matron in uniform once more,
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no longer Gabrielle or Gabby
but simply... a number.
1:13:12
Lf, however, I succeed...
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And if you succeed?
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Freedom!
1:13:18
What exactly do you have to do
to extract this plan?
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Anything.
1:13:26
- Anything?
- Anything. It's not so hard.
1:13:28
I, too, in my own way,
am a highly paid professional.
1:13:32
Not so highly paid as you, perhaps,
but still... a professional.
1:13:37
We're two of a kind, you and I.
1:13:39
There's no reason for us
to be enemies. We can perhaps be...
1:13:44
...friends.
1:13:46
Perhaps...
1:13:53
Their two bodies now moving as one
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roll like turbulent breakers
crashing on an undiscovered shore.