Diana doesn’t know who’s after her and the emerald. 

“Iranians, or Persians, or something. If they’re on visas, they don’t want trouble,” she says to Ed.

“Uh-huh,” says Ed. “Well, this is kind of outside my field…”

“Christ, I can’t get ahold of Jack,” continues Diana, ” He would help me.”

“Who’s Jack?” asks Ed. 

“He’s a friend of mine,” says Diana. 

“Is he involved in this?” asks Ed. 

“Jack?” Diana laughs, “No. Jack doesn’t need any more money. I guess he doesn’t need me any more, neither.”

Ed sits down next to Diana. “Look,” he says, “Maybe if you explain to the police that you’re you were doing what you thought was a job, that – “

“Yeah, what?” says Diana, “That I’m a smuggler?” She laughs, “No.”

“Okay,” says Ed, “so now what?” 

“Well,” replies Diana, “I know someone else who could help me. Would you help me get to him?” She looks at Ed. He looks back at her. 

“It’s my only way out of this,” says Diana.  Ed continues to look at Diana.