David Janssen credited as playing...
David Christopher
- David Christopher: I was up half the night with the Zürich police, who insist I'm responsible for a Bobby Hayes that was stuffed into a trunk of a rented car, which they say I rented, which I didn't rent, now don't further complicate my life; what is it?
- Franz Benninger: Sorry, Herr Hurtil, but, uh, Mr. Hayes is another of the victims.
- David Christopher: [while holding a drink in his right hand, he raises the glass, extends his index finger and smiles] Hello, Bobby.
- Robert Hayes: [Points at Christopher] What's he doin' here?
- Johann Hurtil: Do you know each other?
- David Christopher: [Speaks softly to Hurtil] Yeah, well, not socially.
- Robert Hayes: Answer me!
- Johann Hurtil: The bank has retained Mr. Christopher to protect its clients, Mr. Hayes.
- Robert Hayes: Protect us?
- [During the next few words, he walks toward Hurtil's desk and stands on Christopher's right]
- Robert Hayes: What are you, crazy? He's U.S. justice department!
- David Christopher: [Slightly before Hayes finishes his last statement] Not anymore, Bobby, not for a couple a years.
- Robert Hayes: Get him out of here! You hear me? Swiss banks don't give out their clients' numbers! Not to nobody!
- [Now speaks to Christopher]
- Robert Hayes: You got some friends back home been looking for you; you know that, don't you? They'd like to pay you back for all you've done for 'em. They got a long memory. All right. I'm leavin' this bank right now and I'm makin' a long distance phone call. Person to person. My guess is if you're not out of this town by this time tomorrow, they're gonna find you in the nearest meat house - along with the other dead pigs.
- [Walks toward the door. Benninger opens it for him. Before walking out, Hayes turns around and speaks]
- Robert Hayes: Justice.
- [Turns around and while walking out speaks]
- Robert Hayes: All I need.
- [Benninger closes the door]