Janeway:
[
In the car with Janeway] All right, things are starting to come together. Keep your head down before you get it blown off. Those two guys I just wasted work for a man named Christian Szell. Does that name mean anything to you?
Babe:
No.
Janeway:
He ran the experimental camp in Auchswitz, where they called him "The White Angel", the Vicea, because he has this incredible head of white hair. He's probably the most wealthy and most wanted Nazi alive. And he's hiding out somewhere in Uruguay. In 1945, Szell let it be known around Auchswitz that he could provide escape for any Jew who is willing to pay the price. He started with gold natually, but very quickly worked his way up to diamonds. You heard any of this before?
Babe:
No.
Janeway:
Szell saw the end early. They snuck his brother into America with his diamonds. They're right here in New York in a safe deposit box. Szell's brother had the key. The only other key kept by Szell in Uruguay. And now, if he has to come out of hiding to use it, he's gonna expose himself to incredible risk. Well, everything worked out fine until his brother got killed in a head-on collision with an oil truck.
Babe:
[
raspy] Why did you say "natually" when you said it started with gold?
Janeway:
Because he knocked it out of the Jews' teeth before he burned them. Szell was a dentist.
[
Janeway's car makes a left turn at another street]
Babe:
He's not coming to America, Mr. Janeway. He's here.
Janeway:
He can't be here. We'd already know of it.
Babe:
He's here. He was the dentist that almost killed me. He kept saying, "Is it safe?, is it safe?" over and over.
Janeway:
Did he had white hair? Keep your head down! Did he had white hair?
Babe:
He was bald.
Janeway:
Bald? The son-of-a-bitch has shaved his head! He's here! And he's panicked.
Babe:
Why is he after me?
Janeway:
Because your brother was one of the courriers that transported the diamonds to Paris and, obviously, Szell thinks Doc said something to you before he died. Now did he say anything to you?
Babe:
What do you mean my brother? You said my brother worked for Szell?
Janeway:
[
yells] No! He worked for us! Everything we do cuts both ways. Szell ratted on all of his buddies. He kept track on all of the old matches throughout the world. Whenever we want to bring one of 'em in, we went to Szell. Now listen, Babe. You gotta do one thing for me, just one thing.
Babe:
Name it. What?
Janeway:
Quit protecting Doc!
Babe:
I'm not.
Janeway:
He kept himself alive long enough to tell you something. Now what did he say to you?
Babe:
He didn't say anything.
Janeway:
He must've said something. Tell me what he said!
Babe:
[
screams] Nothing!
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