Denise: Are you home already...?
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Caron: Yes, Washington, I know it's seven o'clock there, it's midnight here!
Minister: Remember, Commissioner, you have full powers in this investigation, and the resources of every department represented here are entirely at your disposal. My instructions are simply: no publicity, and do not fail.
Colonel Rolland: "Jackal." I thought Wolenski used it as a swearword, but it doesn't sound like him.
Insp. Thomas: I don't think I've ever heard of a political killer in this country. It's not our style, is it?
Insp. Thomas: Thomas... Yes, that's right... Is this some sort of bloody joke?... What, now? Personally? Oh, yes, I'll...
Lebel: I'm beginning to get a feeling about the Jackal...
Col. Rodin: A pleasant journey home, Mister... Mister Jackal.
The Forger: I knew you didn't come to Geneva for a driver's license. Anyone in London could've done that.
Lebel: Very strange. He was booked in here for two days, then just after eleven he suddenly asks for his bill and leaves...
Wolenski: Jac... kal.
Caron: Yes, Washington, I know it's seven o'clock there, it's midnight here!
Minister: Remember, Commissioner, you have full powers in this investigation, and the resources of every department represented here are entirely at your disposal. My instructions are simply: no publicity, and do not fail.
Valmy: The Jackal is blown. Wolenski talked before dying. Repeat: The Jackal is blown.
The Jackal: Goodbye, Mr. Duggan.
Colonel Rolland: "Jackal." I thought Wolenski used it as a swearword, but it doesn't sound like him.
Insp. Thomas: I don't think I've ever heard of a political killer in this country. It's not our style, is it?
Lebel: I'm beginning to get a feeling about the Jackal...
Denise: Are you home already...?
Col. Rodin: A pleasant journey home, Mister... Mister Jackal.
The Forger: I knew you didn't come to Geneva for a driver's license. Anyone in London could've done that.
Insp. Thomas: Thomas... Yes, that's right... Is this some sort of bloody joke?... What, now? Personally? Oh, yes, I'll...
Minister: There is one thing: how did you know whose telephone to tap? Lebel: I didn't, so I tapped all of them.
Mallinson: There's no question of Her Majesty's Government ever conceding the fact that this Jackal was an Englishman. So far as one can see, there was a period when an Englishman came under suspicion, but he has now been cleared. Certainly, the Jackal masqueraded as an Englishman, but he also masqueraded as a Dane and as a Frenchman. So there's no way of proving his identity at all. Insp. Thomas: But if the Jackal wasn't Calthrop, then who the hell was he?
The Gunsmith: Over what range will you fire? The Jackal: I'm not sure yet, but probably not more than 400 feet The Gunsmith: Will the gentleman be moving? The Jackal: Stationary. The Gunsmith: Will you go for a head shot or a chest shot? The Jackal: Probably head. The Gunsmith: What about the chances of a second shot? The Jackal: Well, I might get the chance, but I doubt it. In any event I'll need a silencer to escape. The Gunsmith: In that case, you'd better have explosive bullets. Yes, I can prepare a handful for you along with the gun. The Jackal: Glycerin or mercury? The Gunsmith: Oh, mercury... I think. It's much cleaner.
The Jackal: How many know about this? Col. Rodin: Just the four of us. The Jackal: Let's keep it that way. This job depends on absolute secrecy. No notes must be kept. If any one of you is captured, I shall feel free to call it off. I suggest you go somewhere secure and remain there under guard until the job is done. Agreed? Col. Rodin: Agreed. The Jackal: The planning will be mine. Here is the account number of my bank in Switzerland. When I've received confirmation that the first $250,000 has been deposited, I'll move, provided I'm ready. But I shall not be hurried or interfered with in any way. Col. Rodin: Agreed. The Jackal: All I shall want from you is a number that I can ring in Paris for information about De Gaulle's schedule and security arrangements. Montclair: I'd like to know where you expect us to find half a million dollars so quickly. The Jackal: Use your network to rob some banks.
Col. Rodin: There's nothing more you want from us. From now on you'll be working completely alone. The Jackal: Not completely. One will have the cooperation of de Gaulle. The Jackal: Well, he won't listen to his secret service and he's not the sort of man to stay out of the public eye.
Colonel Rolland: The plot described above constitutes, in my view, the most dangerous single conception that the terrorists could possibly have devised to endanger the life of President De Gaulle. If the plot exists as described, and if a foreign-born assassin whose codename may be "Jackal" has in fact been engaged for this attempt on the life... Colonel Rolland: ...on the life of the President, it is my duty to inform you, Minister, that in my opinion we face a national emergency. New paragraph: The above report is top secret and intended for your eyes only. Written at 0800 hours, August 14 1963. Address: To the Minister of the Interior. Have the dispatch rider stand by, and forget everything you've heard.
Minister: Commissioner Berthier, any suggestions? Berthier: We're in trouble on this one. Our agents inside the OAS can't pin him down, since not even the OAS knows who he is. Action Service can't destroy him; they don't know who to destroy. The gendarmes, all forty-eight thousand of them, can't pursue him; they don't know who to pursue. The police can't arrest him. How can they? They don't know who to arrest. Without a name, all other proposals are meaningless. The first task, then, is to find it. We get a name, we get a passport and a face. And with a face, we get an arrest. But to find his name, and to do it in secret, is a job of pure detective work. Minister: Commissioner, who is the best detective on the force? Berthier: The best detective is my own deputy commissioner, Claude Lebel.
Caron: You know, sir, what they'll do to you if you don't catch this man in time... Lebel: I've been given a job to do, so we'll just have to do it. Caron: But no crime has been committed yet, so where are we supposed to start looking for the criminal? Lebel: We start by recognizing that, after De Gaulle, we are the two most powerful people in France.
Mallinson: The prime minister? Insp. Thomas: The prime minster, sir. That he said if there's the remotest possibility of General de Gaulle's life being threatened by a person of these islands, then it is to be stopped. And he's given me full powers and top priority. Mallinson: Is this some kind of bloody joke? Insp. Thomas: No, of couse not, sir. I've got to drop whatever I'm doing, and I shall need six of your best men, straight away. Mallinson: Where's the notification for all this? Where's the proper authority? Mallinson: Yes! Mallinson: Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Of course, sir.
Caron: Sir, how do you know that the Jackal comes from any of these seven countries? Lebel: I don't. But he must be on file somewhere.
Lebel: The time elapsed from the first to the last shot was 7 seconds. In all, more than 140 shots were fired. 7 bullets pierced the President's car, one coming within an inch of his head, but by a miracle, neither he or anyone else was hurt. Six months later, most of the conspirators had been caught and tried. Their leader, Col. Bastien-Thiry, has been sentenced to death. At the last moment, his lawyer applies one more time for a stay of execution. Lawyer: The appeal for clemency has been turned down. There is nothing more that I can do. I am sorry. Bastien-Thiry: There is no need. Lawyer: For heaven's sake, man, don't you realize that you are going to be shot? Bastien-Thiry: You don't understand. No French soldier is going to raise a rifle against me.
Lebel: But you did say that Madame de Montpelier's bed was slept in by two people? Hotel Maid: Yes sir, definitely. You can always tell.
Colette de Montpelier: Why, I don't know what you're talking about. Lebel: Madam, be in no doubt as to the seriousness of your position.
The Jackal: Boring, aren't they, the magazines? Colette de Montpelier: I find them fascinating. The Jackal: What? Articles about pig breeding and combine harvesters? Colette de Montpelier: I'm enthralled by combine harvesters. In fact, I yearn to have one as a pet.
Valmy: Hello? Denise: Denise. Valmy: Valmy here. Denise: They found out about the Jackal.
Colette de Montpelier: No, of course I don't live in the Alps. I went there for a visit, that's all. The Jackal: Climbing? Colette de Montpelier: Good Lord, no. I spent a day at the Cadet Academy in Barcelonette amongst a lot of jaundiced military types, watching my son receive his commission. The Jackal: Oh... Colette de Montpelier: He's nineteen. The Jackal: I never know when you're being serious. Colette de Montpelier: It's true, unfortunately. The Jackal: Why "unfortunately"? I see nothing unfortunate in... Colette de Montpelier: I'm not begging for compliments, Mr. Duggan.
The Gunsmith: Over what range will you fire? The Jackal: I'm not sure yet, but probably not more than 400 feet The Gunsmith: Will the gentleman be moving? The Jackal: Stationary. The Gunsmith: Will you go for a head shot or a chest shot? The Jackal: Probably head. The Gunsmith: What about the chances of a second shot? The Jackal: Well, I might get the chance, but I doubt it. In any event I'll need a silencer to escape. The Gunsmith: In that case, you'd better have explosive bullets. Yes, I can prepare a handful for you along with the gun. The Jackal: Glycerin or mercury? The Gunsmith: Oh, mercury, I think. It's much cleaner. More Campari?
Lebel: When you both met later, was it only in your bedroom? Colette de Montpelier: "Later"? Lebel: Afterwards. After the coffee. Madam, be in no doubt as to the seriousness of your position. Colette de Montpelier: We met in my bedroom. That's all. I'd never seen this man until yesterday. He doesn't even know my real name.
The Forger: I knew you didn't come to Genova for a driver's license. Anyone in London could've done that.
