The American

DALARNA, SWEDEN

You know, I thought I maybe drive into town.

You want something?

No.

A hunter?

No, they would travel in pairs, I think.

Come on.

Come on!

What's going on?

You have a gun?

Why would you have a gun?

Jack?

Jack?

Jack?

Is he dead?

Jack?

Go to the house and call the police.

Go!

ROME, ITALY

Yeah?

It's Jack. I'm here.

What do you mean, "here"?

Rome.

There is a bar near the main station.

Caffè Ligeti, Via Volturna.

Wait there.

Jack.

Pavel.

It's been a while.

Who was the girl?

A friend.

A friend?

Who were the Swedes?

I'm working on that. It's going to take some time.

Did she set you up?

She had nothing to do with it.

Pity.

You can't stay here. I've made arrangements

for you to leave town while I sort this out.

Take a right outside the bar.

Then second left. Via Magenta.

You'll find a dark blue Fiat Tempra with Pescara plates.

I've marked a small town on the map.

Castelvecchio.

Stay there. Lay low, till you get my call.

Don't talk to anyone.

And above all, don't make any friends, Jack.

You used to know that.

THE AMERICAN

CASTELVECCHIO

CASTEL DEL MONTE

Buongiorno.

Buongiorno.

Where are you from?

America.

Ah, l'americano.

Si, il americano.

Not, "il Americano" L'Americano!

Can I help you?

I'm no good with machines.

- You are American. - Si.

You speak Italian?

Poco.

On vacation?

A working vacation.

Work?

What kind of work?

I'm a photographer.

- Fotografia? - Si.

Che genere di fotografia?

Pictures of architecture, landscape...

- People? - No people.

Just for publications, for magazines.

Magazines. Which magazines?

Different ones.

...different publications.

Va bene.

You must share a glass of wine with me.

- Come tonight. - Very kind. No.

You want to know the truth about Abruzzo?

A priest sees everything.

Yeah?

It's Jack.

You don't answer the cell I gave you.

I'm no good with machines.

You don't make this easy for me, Jack.

I've got a job for you.

It's a custom fit.

You don't even have to pull the trigger.

I'll think about it.

The quality of the brandy is good.

Smooth.

The only good thing to come from the francesi.

You study our history?

No.

You come to Italy to make a guide book

and you don't care about history?

I take pictures.

Of course.

You are American.

You think you can escape history.

You live for the present.

I try to, Father.

SULMONA

Buongiorno.

Grazie.

Grazie.

Grazie.

Prego.

You're welcome.

Ecco, suo caffè.

Grazie.

Signore, desidera?

Si. Caffè lungo... Caffè americano.

Un americano.

Grazie.

I'm Edward.

Mathilde.

Range?

150-175 meters.

Time?

Five seconds. Seven at the most.

Targets?

One.

Firing rate?

Rapid.

Magazine capacity?

Large. Preferably a 5.56.

The weapon must be fairly light and compact.

How compact?

As compact as possible.

You want an automatic rifle to fit inside a woman's purse?

A small vanity case would be permissible.

A small briefcase would be possible.

Noise?

Silencer.

I can only give you a suppressor.

It'll dampen the decibels and dislocate the sound source

and reduce the muzzle flash.

I can't make you silent, but I can make you invisible

as long as you're willing to lose some range.

Two o'clock.

Light blue shirt, sunglasses.

Is he with you?

I didn't see him.

In any case, I'm alone.

Ecco, il suo americano.

Grazie.

I can accept a slight loss of range.

You want a weapon with the firing capacity

of a submachine gun and the range of a rifle.

Can you do it?

Clarke.

Un pacchetto.

Clarke.

My name is Clara.

Grazie.

See you tonight.

All the sheep in my flock are dear to me,

but some are dearer than most,

especially those that have lost their way.

Fabio. Meccanico. "Car doctor."

But I think his work is not always legal.

Did you ever want to be anything but a priest?

Have you ever wanted to be anything other than a photographer?

I do what I'm good at.

You have the hands of a craftsman,

not an artist.

You are good with machines,

yet you told me just the opposite when we first met.

Journalism

cannot make you a rich man.

Perhaps you are rich already?

A man can be rich

if he has God in his heart.

I don't think God's very interested in me, Father.

Fabio.

I've got some damage to my car.

Sorry, I'm too busy.

I'm a friend of Father Benedetto.

The American?

Si.

I'm taking photographs in the mountains.

Okay, okay.

You need models for your photographs?

Beautiful Italian girls?

No, I need tools for a broken drive shaft.

You're a mechanic?

It's a hobby.

My garage,

your garage.

Do you want me to take a look at the bumper?

Si, grazie.

Quanto costa?

Nothing!

Grazie.

Is Clara here?

She's not here tonight.

Would you like a drink?

No, thanks. Perhaps another time.