The Day of the Jackal
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:07:04
Duggan crossed the border
at Ventimiglia four hours ago.

:07:08
Call London. Tell them
we'll handle it from now on.

:07:10
-Where is he?
-How should I know?

:07:13
Damned secrecy.
We have to wait for the hotel cards.

:07:16
It's madness.
There's nothing we can do about it.

:07:22
No, of course I don't live in the Alps.
:07:24
I went there for a visit, that's all.
:07:27
Climbing?
:07:29
Good lord, no.
:07:32
I spent the day at the Cadet Academy
in Barcelonnette...

:07:35
...amongst a lot
of jaundiced military types...

:07:39
...watching my son receive his commission.
:07:44
He's nineteen.
:07:48
I never know when you're being serious.
:07:51
-It's true, unfortunately.
-Why "unfortunately"?

:07:58
I see nothing unfortunate..
:08:00
I'm not begging for compliments,
Mr. Duggan.

:08:07
-Will you have a liqueur?
-No, I must go to bed.

:08:11
I have to leave very early
tomorrow morning.

:08:13
-Are you sure?
-Positive.

:08:18
Good night, Mr. Duggan.

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