Washh~gton<br >The screen flashed 9??? g??? 7??? 6??? 5??? 4??? 3 o . o ffleu the prc~<br >jector was switched off??? and lights came up in recessed<br >sconces along the walls of the private viewing room.<br > The projectionist s vo:ce was thin and metallic over<br >the intercom. \"Ready when you are??? Mr. Start.\"<br > T. Darryl Start??? sole audience member??? pressed the<br >talk button of the commmaication console before him.<br >\"Hey??? buddy? Tell me something. What are all those<br >numbers in front of a movie for any-way?\"<br > \"It s called academy leader??? sir???\" the projectionist<br >answered. \"I just spliced it onto the film as a sort of<br >joke.\"<br > \"Joke?\"<br > \"Yes??? sir. I mean o o . considering the nature of the<br >film..??? it s sort of furmy to have a commercial leader???<br >don t you think?\"<br > \"Why funny?\"<br > \"Welt??? I mean..??? what vdtB all the complaints about<br >violence in movies and all that.\"<br > T. Darryl Start grunted and scrubbed his nose with<br >the back of his fist??? then he slipped down the pilot-style<br >sunglasses he had pushed up into his cropped hair when<br >the lights first went off.<br > Joke? It damn well better not be a joke??? I shit thee<br >not! If anything has gone wrong??? my ass will be grass.<br >And if the slightest little thing is wrong??? you can bet<br >your danglees that Mr??? Diamond and his crew will spot<br >it. Nit-picking bastards! Ever since they took control<br >over Middle East operations of CIA??? they seemed to<br >get their cookies by pointing out every little boo-boo???<br > Starr bit off the end of his cigar??? spat it onto the<br >carpeted floor??? pumped :t in and out of his pursed lips???<br >then lit it from a wooden match he struck with his<br >thumbnail. As Most Senior Field Operative??? he had<br >access to Cuban cigars. After all??? RHIPo<br > 3<br >