- Inspector vargas, please. - Speaking.
- It's tom nilson. - I thought you'd died in the crash.
- I survived. - I thought you were dead.
- Far from it. - Can we meet?
We should have a drink to celebrate.
Okay. I'll be back in my office at about midnight.
- We have to meet here. - So you're in trouble?
- How did you guess? - What's up, then?
- I'll tell you later. - As you wish.
Bye.
- Joey... - what?
- I'm doing you a report. - You? Working for the police?
- No, i'm just being a good citizen. - Oh, yes?
If i'm not here at midnight, play the cassette.
- I will. Sounds like a dodgy business. - Yes.
See you later, then. Alive, i hope.
My dear joey vargas,
when you hear this report, you won't believe your ears.
Yes.
I, tom nilson, an american journalist in brazil,
have just returned from the depths of the mattogrosso jungle.
I have an extraordinary story.
It could be my last story ever. I could soon be dead.
But you'll get this tape as evidence.
It all started a month ago.
A utape lines plane disappeared over the amazon.
Attempts to find the plane failed.
After a while, they gave up searching. That's how things are.
As you've since heard, i was on that plane.
This report will show you what lengths people are driven to by greed.
You know the model plane in my office? Our plane was very like it:
A creaky old crate, of world war ii vintage.
The first time i saw it at madeiro airport in chile,
i thought the flight was going to be fun, but i was badly mistaken.
The first few hours passed without incident. The passengers dozed.
Next to me is a beautiful spanish woman called anna maria vidal.
Behind me is mrs wilson, a rather excitable american.
Steward!
Steward, when will i be getting my iced water?
Mrs wilson, i've already told you
we don't have any iced water or any other cold drinks.
This is terrible. You can't imagine how tired i am! It's much too hot.
In half an hour, we stop off in hileras.
- Can i get a cold beer there? - In hileras?
You might as well forget it!
Hileras is the most primitive place on earth!
Then there's steffi, who's from vienna.
I heard later she'd come to see her fiancé
who worked at the austrian embassy, but he'd been transferred to rio.
Across from me is carlos rivas, the son of antonio rivas,
a bigwig in the former chilean government.
After the changeover, the father was a victim of purges.
Carlos isn't interested in politics, only girls and music.
But the new government still wanted rid of him.
The sixth passenger is the last in line of a noble old spanish family.
When he dies, the villa rosa family dies with him.
What a sweetie! What's she called?
It's a he. Male.
He's called pepito.
Everyone here is leaving chile for political or other reasons.
It's a pretty exclusive flight for refugees.
- What's up, alfredo? - I need to see the boss.
- Why? - None of your business.
Yes? Come in!
Come in, come in. I won't eat you.
- What is it? - Alberto ruprecht has fled chile.
- So? - He's on his way to hileras.
And?
In an hour, a utape lines plane will land there and fly on to rio.
- And? - He's got millions' worth in gems.
Get to hileras as quickly as possible. If he can make the plane, so can you.
Here, i'll show you.
The plane flies this way from hileras. Here, you enter the cockpit
and use your gun to persuade the pilot to land at the copras company airstrip.
- It should be quite easy. - Who'll be meeting me?
Someone. That's all you need to know.
But it's nowhere near pedro's place.
Quite right. That's not your problem. Someone will be there, okay?
- Pedro! Something's up! - What is it?
I don't know. Juan told me. It's the machine.
What machine, you idiot? The electric razor?
- No, the telegraph. - What?
Is this it? "utape lines aircraft to land on the copras airstrip
"at approximately 04:00 hours.
"Allow alfredo and spanish girl to leave."
What? Why are you looking at me like that?
How many times do i have to hear that?
"Remaining passengers to be detained and guarded
"pending further instructions.
"Take particular care of alberto ruprecht's luggage. Carrasco."
Señoras y señores, hileras airport!
Nice flight.
- Where's the toilet? - Here? There isn't one.
You've got the whole mattogrosso out there to go in!
The great bill gonzales! How are you, mate?
Have you got any cold drinks?
The fridge broke down a few months ago.
But i've always got something for you.
Same old bill, i see!
You're too hot, aren't you, pepito?
Tell me, we're not in chile any more, are we?
No, we're in brazil, the land of the samba and sun-bronzed youths.
Hear that, pepito? We're out of danger.
Soon, it'll all be over. But is there any other way of getting to rio?
You could walk or ride.
Your best bet would probably be to hire an old volkswagen.
- That would be best. - Are you making fun of me?
I'd never do that. Not to a man of your rank.
Pepito, the naughty man is pulling our legs.
- Thank you, anyway. - You're welcome.
- Yes? - Two tickets to rio.
- It's chartered... - come on!
Two to rio. Of course. Make yourself comfortable.
It's all sorted. Come into the building.
Yes.
- May i sit here? - Of course.
Nice to see you.
Hello!
- You know him? - Yes. He often came to my nightclub.
We were all afraid of him because someone said he had a gun...
- no, i mean the other. - He's alberto ruprecht,
the president of chile's biggest bank. A lovely man.
He came once with the foreign minister. Very generous.
Maybe the new government holds that against him.
Oh, please! I know the new government...
- you seem to know all chile's top men. - Not all.
Do you think he's fleeing?
Maybe, if he's got government money on him.
- That would be a reason. - Precisely.
Señoras y señores, your attention, please!
We'll be leaving in five minutes.
Drink up your champagne, and we'll proceed with our marvellous flight.
- Have you been drinking? - I'm certainly not up to your level.
Come on, you two! Do you want to be left behind?
On you get!
So we'd lost one passenger, the count, but we'd acquired two new ones:
Alberto ruprecht and a man i'd never seen before,
perhaps a second bodyguard of ruprecht's.
We've got an extra person. Is he stowing away?
He's from the airline. He's just had malaria.
If he's from the airline company, i'm the pope!
Whatever you say!
No, no, leave it, please.
No funny business!
Okay, calm down, keep your hair on!
Fasten your seat belts, please. We're about to take off.
Can i get up?
Keep calm and nothing bad will happen.
- Do exactly as i tell you. - What?
- Change course. - Are you crazy?
Head north-west. Or else...
or else things will get messy. Understand?
- Okay. - Good.
Are you crazy? What are you doing?
I'm going down. I can't see a thing.
You're not going down!
Help!
Let me see what's happening!
Don't be stupid. The door's shut.
Where's my secretary?
They've killed my secretary!
Somebody's killed my secretary!
Do you understand? Someone's killed my secretary!
- Let me in! Let me in! - Have you gone mad?
I'll kill you, you bastard!
We're going to crash!
Ruprecht is still in the plane!
Go ahead.
- My radio's still in there. - Carlos, stay here! Come back!
It's here. I've got it.
Come on!
How dreadful!
Now, let's have a look.
That's it. What do you suggest? Have you lost your tongue?
We could try to reach mosquitos, but if we stay here, they'll look for us.
- Who? - We were in radio contact with rio.
- How the hell will they find us? - They know what course we were on.
Okay, we'll stay until morning.
Come on. Let's build a fire. We need to get ourselves seen.
Mosquito!
- Ouch! You're hurting me. - Stop moaning.
It could have been much worse. You've been lucky.
- There's nothing you can do now. - I know.
But i don't know if anyone's going to find us.
I'm scared.
I'm not feeling too great, either.
Something must have gone wrong.
Perhaps we received false information.
Señor carrasco never gives false information.
It's possible that alfredo messed up.
Or there could have been an accident.
Maybe the stupid pilot couldn't find the runway.
All right, you idiots, get your fat arses out here!
Don't stare like idiots! You think about nothing but women and drink.
Now, listen up!
Chico, take three men and head east. Go on!
Roberto, geordito and juan, head south!
Let's go!
You, you and you, head west. I'll wait here.
- Search every inch of the forest. - Come on!
It'll be a bloody farce if no trace is found of the bloody plane.
- Is it broken? - No, just slightly sprained.
The wound is only superficial.
- That diagnosis sounds professional. - I'm studying to be a vet.
Maybe you can help out with ruprecht. He's in bad shape.
Okay.
Ah, the steward. Any news?
- Why haven't they found us? - Let's go to mosquitos.
Are you joking? How do we move the casualties?
I'll look after steffi.
And the one with the mysterious briefcase?
- Isn't there a stretcher on the plane? - Yes, but i've never used it.
We'd have to find the thing and then carry it.
This is all awfully exciting, but what about snakes and crocodiles?
I mean, like in the films.
Let's hope they won't be too close by.
I love the jungle; it's so luscious.
Bloody mosquitoes!
Mrs wilson, do you mind if i join you?
Please do. Sit down.
Thank you.
- Stay here. I'm afraid to be alone. - What?
It's so comforting to feel a man nearby.
I feel so safe with you.
What's the matter?
Nothing! Nothing at all!
Miss vidal, go back to the fire.
No.
Listen, just do it. It's for the best.
You don't understand: I really don't like these people.
Ruprecht and the steward. So leave me be.
I don't think that's right. But that's your business.
Tom!
- Try to understand. - You made yourself quite plain.
Very plain.
But do whatever you want. Like those two there.
They probably think we're on holiday.
I just hope nothing happens to you.
- I'll stay here. - Fine.
Have fun.
Not so fast! One false move and i'll cut your head off!
Stop or i'll shoot!
It's always nice to see people beating up old men.
Get up and give me the key.
What's it got to do with you?
Are you his friend, or what?
- What do you want with the key? - I'm giving it back. It's his, okay?
And let's be crystal clear about this: Don't try it again.
I'd have to get rid of you, and that would be a shame.
A waste of a bullet.
Get up, everyone!
The milkman's here!
- I'm so hungry. - Me, too.
Hungry, are you? That's a good sign. What shall i make you?
- Omelette, beans, coffee, tea...? - Tea and scrambled eggs.
Scrambled eggs? Better come and find a chicken with me, then!
Have you been watching me?
Yes. Like the snake.
Thanks for helping me.
What's wrong? Do you want more fruit?
No.
How lovely to see you. Can i be of any assistance?
We're going to mosquitos. Are we on the right path?
Definitely not.
I'll give you this if you show us the way.
Don't be ridiculous! She'll show you anyway.
I'll show you the way. The way to your graves!
- Let's go. They won't be alone. - Let's get a move on!
Bill!
Where are you? Bill!
- Hello, bill. - Did you follow me?
Don't be angry. I felt so frightened when you weren't there.
When i woke up, i saw you weren't there, so i followed you.
- How long have you been here? - Time is irrelevant.
- The moonlight is so romantic. - You can see pretty well by it.
Yes. If we were to make love here, the birds could watch us.
I'd like that.
- Where have you been? - Let me go!
If you're spying, i'll kill you!
I'm not interested in your filthy business.
- What do you mean, "filthy business"? - What you've done.
But i'm not as weak as the blonde, or the sick old man. They were easy.
It takes more to get me out of the way.
- You interest me. - I want a share, that's all.
Let's be clear: I keep the stones for now.
- You're playing for time. - Maybe.
If the others hear a word, i'll kill you.
That would be dangerous: You can't hide my disappearance so easily.
Listen, you're a very clever woman.
We can sort this out peacefully. Very peacefully.
They've gone! They've run away!
- Who's run away? - Mrs wilson and ruprecht.
Hold on! Say that again!
They've run off. That's all.
- What do we do now? - Look for them. What else?
- I assume they went that way? - Yes, okay.
- You go that way. I'll go to the lake. - Okay. I'll be back soon.
Why bother to look for them? It was their decision. They know the risks.
Your love for your fellow creatures is most attractive.
The whole thing was suspicious.
Why would ruprecht and mrs wilson go off like that?
How would they find the way and avoid predators?
The only ones with weapons were the steward and i.
I couldn't believe they decided to go off like that.
Ruprecht was still wobbly, and we were all exhausted and depressed.
We didn't know when we'd reach a village.
There was little food and water.
I was also afraid that the bandits would attack again.
The girl was bound to fetch reinforcements.
If something didn't happen soon, we'd all rot in that damned jungle.
It seemed there was nothing to do but wait for outside help.
All in all, it was looking pretty bleak.
- I'm pregnant. - How far along are you?
Three months. I'm afraid i'm going to lose it.
- And the father? - Vanished.
- Isn't he in chile? - No.
He might have been moved to brazil. That's why i was going to rio.
Does he know you're pregnant?
No. I was going to surprise him.
- Can you manage a bit further? - Yes.
- We can stop for a moment. - No.
Hold on. Isn't that a statue of some kind of native deity?
What do you think, carlos?
- What does it mean? - It's a sacred figure.
We must be near an indic temple. There are lots of them in the jungle.
Let's hope it's not a god of war!
- So there are people living here? - It's possible. But not probable.
I think i know where we are. It looks like the ancient tumaru temple.
I'm pretty sure it's not far from the amazon.
If we continue this way, we should reach the river.
If we get to fishers' isle, we'll be safe.
I know the way from there. It'll soon be over. We've made it!
- Is it safe here? - The jungle is never safe.
- Predators? - And more.
There are far more dangerous things. There are head-hunters in this area.
They've had almost no contact with whites, and have very war-like ways.
These ashes are still quite fresh.
Maybe indians have been here. We must be very careful.
It could have been the head-hunters.
Come on.
Watch out!
- What do they want? - I'm afraid they'll attack.
- The best thing is to wait. - Why not try to escape?
Don't be idiotic! I know some indic dialects.
- I could find out what they want. - No, carlos!
It's the only way. We need to gain time. Only i can do it.
I'll go out. It's our only chance. They might kill me, but take no notice.
Once i'm out, get away. And quickly. Okay?
Carlos, no!
Come on. Let's try to get away.
Come on.
Look out!
It's juanita!
Juanita! Juanita, what happened?
- Juanita, tell us what happened! - We found them.
They killed all my men.
- Pedro! - What the hell is it?
- Juanita is back. Dead. - What?
- Somebody shot her. - Who did it?
- I don't know. - Did she say anything before dying?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be like that.
All the lads were killed, too. By the men from the plane.
- Whereabouts? - I don't know. You sent them south.
South... south, yes.
I expect they were going to...
shut up! I'm trying to think!
- They'd have been going to mosquitos. - I could have worked that out!
Come on.
I need to know what carrasco's so interested in.
You're going to double-cross carrasco?
Depends what it is they've got.
The chilear authorities have arrourced
that the former head of the natioral bark was or the missirg plare.
Carryirg stoler gemstores worth several millior dollars.
Interesting, very interesting!
Don't cry, steffi. He'll soon get here.
- It's okay. - How's it going?
How do you think? Badly, of course.
Carlos! Carlos!
Carlos!
Where's carlos? Where is he?
I'm so frightened.
They'll kill him. I know it.
But he'll fight for me. And he'll come back to us.
I'm so cold.
- And i'm so frightened. - You needn't be.
Come here, my child.
- That's nice. - What did you say?
This is nice.
- Where's bill gonzales? - I don't care.
Not your type?
- No, he's not. - I see.
A bit too direct for you?
Leave me alone.
This is the rews. With julio herrardez.
The chilear goverrmert has corfirmed
that alberto ruprecht was a passerger or the plare
that has gore missirg ir the amazor jurgle.
Ruprecht had with him a large rumber of precious stores
estimated to be worth several millior dollars.
The chilear natioral bark says
that ruprecht took possessior of the stores while ir office.
His pockets must be bulging.
That's what i think.
Yesterday, he asked me how i'd enjoy life with a millionaire.
He killed ruprecht and mrs wilson.
But why mrs wilson?
I don't know.
What are you whispering about?
How little chance ruprecht and mrs wilson had of surviving in the jungle.
Who knows? He was cunning enough to find his own way.
But where would that way lead.
We shouldn't be very far from mosquitos. Let's go.
Run, steffi, run!
Don't move! That's right.
So i've found you at last. It's taken a while, but i'm very patient.
A little birdie told me you've got something interesting with you.
May i?
Help! No!
She hasn't got them, but i'm enjoying the search.
Now to you, you fat old sod.
Have you got them?
Well, how about that?
Splendid!
I think you've got enough to share; how about giving me a few?
No!
That's enough! Come here and behave yourselves, damn it!
Take them to the boat!
Knock before you come in, okay?
Pedro, don't you love me any more?
Cut the crap. I haven't got time just now.
- Right, i'm off, then! - Whatever.
- So you want to get rid of me? - Yes.
Okay, no.
Hey, fetch that woman we caught. And quickly.
- She won't want to come. - We'll see. Juan! Fetch the woman!
So you think she'll just lie down in your bed?
What do you think? Of course she will. She'll enjoy it.
- I need food. - Shut up!
- They've taken anna maria away. - What for?
Stupid question. Why do you think?
At least she'll have a bit of fun. Better than being hanged.
- Do you have to drink so much? - Alcohol is good for the gums.
No! Let me go!
Beat it, juan!
- Do you really like this filthy slut? - Oh, yes. As much as i like you.
Maybe you're right.
Thinking about it, it could be fun to watch. But it wouldn't satisfy me.
Yes.
Lolita! Get lost!
Get out of here!
Go away! You're not wanted around here.
Shit!
- Hey! Where are you going? - Pedro sent me. I have to...
hurry! I know where the weapons store is.
And i know where the stones are. Let's get out.
Quick!
Shouldn't waste it...
there!
Get back!
Let's get the stuff and go!
Pretty little firecracker.
Hello! Wait! Hello!
- Are you going to mosquitos? - Yes.
- Give us a lift. - This is all we can give you.
Okay.
- Want one? - No.
When do i get the stones?
Why don't we share them?
You know what i want. I want to give them back to their rightful owner.
No way. I've got them, so they belong to me.
But i'm willing to share. It's a fair offer.
What you do with your share is entirely up to you.
But don't take me for an idiot.
I'm keeping my share and you can't stop me.
I want all of them. All of them.
Just you listen to me.
All my life, i've been poor. You can't imagine how poor.
My mother was a prostitute. My father was one of her clients.
I started work early, cleaning toilets. I almost died of hunger.
One day, i found a dollar in the shit.
I wanted more. I didn't care where it came from.
You wouldn't understand. You didn't grow up surrounded by filth.
You're asking me to do something impossible.
You're breaking my heart!
- You killed those two, didn't you? - Yes. The man was a dirty swine.
The woman... i'm sorry about her.
I didn't want to kill her, but she'd seen me. I had to.
So how about it? Do we do as i suggest, or what?
- Or what? - Or i blow your brains out. Okay?
Don't think you can scare me.
- Then jump out and get lost! - I won't be doing that.
Now, listen to me.
I can see that you've got a problem with your past, and i understand that.
Let's be honest with each other. Here: Have a banana!
- Thank you for the cigarette. - That's fine. Bye.
What... what happened?
Where are the jewels? Where's bill?
I've got them.
Forget it all. Forget bill,
forget steffi and all the others.
Just kiss me, please!
Tom what's the matter?
In that town, at that time, i finally began to feel that it was all over.
Something unexpected had happened: I'd fallen in love with anna maria.
We got on well and we hardly talked about the jewels at all.
I assumed she agreed with me about giving them to the police.
I had yet to find out that i was badly mistaken.
We have to go to the airport soon.
I know you're worried about the gems. I don't want to influence you.
I really don't.
If you feel you must hand them over to the police, then do that. Do it.
But there's a different option. Take some time to think about it.
If you love me, we should keep the stones.
Come to my place at midnight and tell me.
Where's your place?
Here's my address.
Tom...
let me ask you a favour: Don't give the jewels to the police.
Not before you've been to see me.
All right, i promise.
We parted at the airport.
And now i'm worried.
It was remarkable how she changed
when we began to talk about the jewels.
And now it's getting serious.
I confess i'm feeling pretty scared.
I really don't know what to do.
It's hard for me.
Should i see the job through or should i live a little?
That's how things stand.
If anything happens to me,
if i come to grief over this, then you at the police can intervene.
Look for her.
Okay.
Why didn't you tell me about your house?
- There's lots you don't need to know. - And now i'll never find out.
- Have you made your decision? - Yes. I'm going to the police.
No, you're not.
- Why not? - Good evening.
I'm delighted to meet you.
- Your godfather? - Don't make any trouble.
The jewels, please! It's for the best.
Do as he says.
And then he'll kill me.
- I thought he was rather nice. - Really?
I hope you didn't think he was too nice.
You never trusted me.
Not entirely.
And perhaps my doubts were not unfounded.
So he did shop us. I thought he might.