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The contract is on.

Right.

Is there any mail for me?

Oh, yes, sir.

Just one.

Thanks.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Not at that.

If the train stops suddenly, it might fall on that pretty little head of yours,

and we don't want that to happen, do we? Thank you.

It's very heavy.

Thank you.

Where did you learn speed reading?

Sorry?

You've been on that page for the last ten minutes.

What?

You're not reading that book, are you?

You're unsettled, you know? You find it hard to concentrate.

Do you find me unattractive?

Rude? Objectionable?

The weakest sex to piety, more parole.

Oh, please. Apologize.

I wish you wouldn't stare at me.

I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm interested in people. I like to delve.

Tell me, are you afraid of a verbal molesting by a man you don't know?

They're serving coffee in the restaurant car, if you'd like some, sir.

Oh, thank you. When can I have lunch? From 12.15, sir.

Do I have to book? No, sir. The train's practically empty.

Thank you.

What's your name?

Amelia. Amelia Fairmont.

And darkness came down on the city and field, and Amelia was praying for George,

who was lying dead on his face with a bullet through his heart.

That's from Vanity Fair.

Yes, yes, I know.

It's stuck because of the name.

Well, stay and talk.

You may find we have things in common.

Do you like being a librarian?

Oh, yes, it's nice. You meet all sorts of people.

Next month, we're starting a mobile unit. Go around to the little villages,

taking the old people books.

Oh, yes.

Yes. That was something just for the train.

I don't normally read that sort of thing.

Do you like coffee?

No, no, thank you.

Thank you.

Your representative.

Is Rule on the train? Yeah.

You'll wait for further instructions.

What do you mean, wait?

I have a contract.

What about payment?

The money will be there as arranged, and our decision.

Retford.

Oh, I'm getting out there. Maybe we can have a drink.

No, I really don't think I can.

Lunch is being served now, sir.

Thank you. Where are we?

We're just coming into Redford, sir.

No, no, no, no.

Look, I'm sorry.

For what?

I don't know why, but you just made me nervous. I've never met anybody like you.

You're, uh... Different?

Can I give you a lift somewhere?

No.

No, I have to make a phone call.

Oh, that's all right. I'll wait for you.

I said no.

What's wrong?

You're wrong.

You're one of the grey, lifeless people whose life

is a sludge to which they drag themselves.

Porter!

Take this lady's bags, will you? Yes, sir.

Bye-bye, love.

See you.

Mind if I join you?

It's not my train.

My name's Shadbolt.

Ruel, Harry Ruel. Yeah, I know.

I chose the name myself.

Shad, mythical god of light. Bolt, thunderbolt, lightning.

Bolt of light from the heavens.

I'm a professional assassin.

You're my target.

All right. On your feet. Against the wall. Move!

Well, now, the ironical thing is, I don't know.

Voice on the phone.

Payment picked up at the last stop. I've got no idea.

I thought perhaps you could tell me. We've got about 30 minutes.

Rather than you have.

No, no, don't even think about it.

You'd be dead before you got up your seat.

How much are you getting?

You want a double A?

Are you going to tell me that I've made a big mistake and I got the wrong man?

Well, don't waste your breath.

I said there was 30 minutes.

There has to be time for a cigar.

There has to be a reason.

What do you mean?

I've been thinking.

You've obviously got a carefully conceived plan.

Why come in here ahead of time?

Why risk it?

Go on, carry it through.

You said 30 minutes.

That would put us just outside of London.

It's north of Carlton.

The line's under repair around there, major reconstruction.

And the train slows down.

Ten miles an hour.

It's Sunday, there'll be nobody working, no one around.

You just pull the trigger and...

Jump.

And if I need to, which is most unlikely, the girl will say I got out of Redford.

The girl?

I wanted her to remember me, so I was very careful to make a very good impression.

All planned out.

Love perfection.

Why wait?

Why lengthen the odds? I mean, why pull out that gun now?

I wasn't going anywhere.

Why?

Very special.

Special?

Very unique.

I'm the only one you could tell.

And you've got one great glaring weakness.

Vanity.

You had to tell someone what a clever boy you are.

You just had to tell someone about your marvelous plan.

You're an amateur and a loser.

You're not the first man I've killed, you know.

Last time I was in a cafe.

A roadside pull-in.

He tried to run, but I caught him.

He was sitting in this chair.

His mouth was set... set like a razor blade in his white face.

Okay, on your feet.

Move!

Go on, pick it up.

On the go. Get it.

Hold it. Do you believe in life after death, Mr. Roo?

Comfort those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of

death to guide our feet into the light of the sun.

Miss DeRuth!

There's no escape, Mr. Roo!

There's no 100 miles! Perfect!

Go on.

Go on, do it.

I couldn't take a prison cell.

No light, no sunlight.

Go on, do it!

You take it.

Shadbolt.

Oh, we won't get much out of him. I've seen the type before.

Any idea who hired him?

Now I have him. Or if he's the last.

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