Venezuela was Jeep.
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EMILY: Right!âNo!âJeep was the Himalayas.
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SKIP: Himalayas was Alka Seltzer, dear.
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EMILY: Oh right, that gorgeous bubbling fountain.
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SKIP: I think the bubbling fountain was Efferdent in Chile.
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EMILY, closing her eyes in anguish: God, what a mush it all is! Looking out again . Human beings donât deserve this world. Spreading out her arms . I mean look at this! Look at this glory! ... And look at us.
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The Captain enters.
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CAPTAIN: Everything is fine?
SKIP: Beautiful, thank you very much, Captain. Our crew will be arriving shortly . . .
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CAPTAIN: We will help them up . . .
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Important news.
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Mr. Schultz is already arriving.
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EMILY: Mr. Schultz?
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CAPTAIN: Very famous; his company is making the medicine for the feet.
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EMILY AND SKIP, uncomprehending: Ah!
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EMILY: Oh!âathleteâs foot!
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CAPTAIN: And for the ears . . . to remove the wax.
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SKIP: Really. And what connection does he have with . . . ?
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CAPTAIN: He is cousin to General Barriaux . . . very important. A wide gesture front . This is the perfect scenery, no?âfor the crucifixion?
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EMILY, laughs: For the what?
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SKIP: Thank you, Captain . . .
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CAPTAIN: Yes! I must go down; I am speaking English?
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SKIP: Oh yes, you speak very well.
CAPTAIN: How you say âlunchâ?
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SKIP: Lunch? Well . . . lunch.
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CAPTAIN: We also. You say lunch and we say lunch.
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EMILY: Thatâs really remarkable.
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CAPTAIN, pleased with himself: Thank you, Madame.
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He leaves.
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EMILY: That wonderful?âa great spot for a crucifixion!
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SKIP, empty laugh: Yes . . . Darling, what exactly did Atcheson tell you?
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Captain reenters with Henri.
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CAPTAIN: Ah, here is Mr. Schultz!! To Henri: Here is our director!
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HENRI, to Emily and Skip: How do you do?
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CAPTAIN: I am honored, sir. My wife and daughter are taking âSchultzâsâ every month!
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HENRI, trying to get back to Emily: . . . Thank you, but I have very little to do with the company anymore.
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CAPTAIN: You also have very good pills for the malaria.
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HENRI, turning to Skip: I am Henri Schultz . . .
EMILY: Emily Shapiro. Director. This is my producer, Mr. Cheeseboro. Weâre making a commercial up here.
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HENRI: So I understand. I believe the General will be coming up; I have something Iâd like to say to you both if you have a moment . . .
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EMILY: Weâre just laying out possible backgrounds . . . Turning to Skip . . . . Although I still havenât been told what exactly weâre shooting . . .
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SKIP: . . . May I ask your involvement, sir? Or should I know?
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HENRI: Well let me seeâmy involvement, I suppose, is my concern for the public peace or something in that line.
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SKIP: I donât understand.âIf you mean good taste, Miss Shapiro has given the world some of its most uplifting commercial images. And luckily, the beauty of this location practically cries out for a . . . ah . . .
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HENRI: A crucifixion, yes. But if you can give me five minutes, Iâd like to speak to you about . . .
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EMILY: What is he talking about?
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SKIP, to Henri, walking her away: Excuse us, please. To Emily : What exactly did Atcheson tell you?
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EMILY: Practically nothing.âPhoned from his limo and said to get my crew right over to Kennedy and the company jet and youâd fill me in when I got here . . .
SKIP: Thatâs all?
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EMILY: Wait a minuteâyes; he sort of mentioned some kind of execution, but I didnât get the product . . .âWhat is it, somebody making an execution movie, is that it? And I grab some footage?
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HENRI: Candidly, I wouldnât rule out a certain danger . . .
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SKIP: There is no danger whatsoever; they have troops all over the mountain.
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CAPTAIN: . . . Everything is