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_Check. Head count._Head count. Two. Three.
_Four. Five.
_Six.
_Demo set.
Let's move.
Clear.
_Low Boy, this is Black Cat.
_ETA Romeo, L-Z-one-niner.
_We are hot. Copy.
Come on. Get out there!_Go, go!
Come on.
Get in!
Cover! I'm on the roof!
Go!
_This is Low Boy._Package is wrapped.
_Ladies and gentlemen...
_three weeks ago,_Russian and American special forces...
_apprehended the self-proclaimed leader_of Kazakhstan...
_General Ivan Radek.
_The forces of Radek were directed_toward the suppression of democracy.
_His nuclear arsenal_could have brought the world...
_into a new cold war.
_But thanks to the support of one_of the world's greatest leaders...
_Radek is now in prison.
_Today we are honoring this brave man.
_Ladies and gentlemen,_my friend...
_the president of the_United States of America.
_The dead remember our indifference.
_The dead remember our silence.
I came here tonight_to be congratulated.
But today when I visited_the Red Cross camps...
overwhelmed by the flood of refugees...
fleeing from the horror_of Kazakhstan...
I realized I don't deserve_to be congratulated, none of us do.
-What's he doing?_-That's not the speech.
The truth is...
we acted too late.
Only when our own national security_was threatened did we act.
Radek's regime murdered over 200,000_men, women and children...
and we watched it on TV.
We let it happen._People were being slaughtered...
for over a year.
We issued economic sanctions and hid_behind the rhetoric of diplomacy.
How dare we?
The dead remember.
Real peace...
is not just the absence of conflict,_it's the presence of justice.
Tonight I come to you with a pledge_to change America's policy.
Never again...
will I allow_our political self-interest...
to deter us from doing what we know_to be morally right.
Atrocity and terror_are not political weapons.
And to those who would use them...
your day is over.
We will never negotiate.
We will no longer tolerate_and we will no longer be afraid.
It's your turn to be afraid.
The Russian was a nice touch.
Tell my mother._She wanted me to study French.
-Do you know what you committed us to?_-I know exactly what I committed us to.
Gentlemen,_welcome to "Air Force One."
Please present your equipment_for inspection.
We were just inspected at the gate.
This plane carries the president_of the United States.
I understand. I'm terribly sorry.
Please place your thumb_on the I.D. pad.
_Access cleared.
Hello. I'm Melanie Mitchell,_deputy press secretary.
-I'll be taking you in from here._-Oh, Miss Mitchell.
It is so nice to finally meet you_in person.
The president and I were delighted_we could accommodate your news crew.
So, if you boys are all cleared?
The president's on a very tight schedule_so this is how it works.
During the flight,_two members of your crew...
will be allowed outside the press area_for filming.
You'll get exactly 10 minutes_with the president, 20 with the crew.
Gary, the president is ready_to take Congress on.
He's not gonna kiss their ass_for each vote.
Let them vote us down_and stand on their record.
Yeah, I'm with him now._I'll call you from the plane.
-What did they say about the speech?_-Your speech is leading the news.
They're calling it_the "Be Afraid" speech.
Good.
With all due respect,_next time you want to make...
a major policy departure,_you might want to discuss it...
with your national security advisor_first.
-We did discuss it, Jack._-We discussed it...
in private, which is where I thought_it would remain.
Now it's public._Now it's policy.
Get behind it.
The allies are going to be very upset_they weren't consulted about this.
It might come back and bite us_in the ass in November.
It's the right thing to do.
You know it.
There goes the neighborhood.
If you'd like,_we have time for a quick tour.
-We'd be delighted._-Good.
Andrei, Boris.
Follow me.
Ahead of this staff cabin_is Secret Service. Right here.
Never try to go past them without_an escort or you'll be very sorry.
-Hello._-Hi.
Thanks for the warning.
Here we have_our in-flight offices.
A lot of the plane's features_are classified.
But I can tell you_it's bullet-resistant...
and it's even protected against_the pulse of a nuclear blast.
I'm not sure that's very comforting.
Upstairs is the cockpit along with the_most advanced communications center...
on or above the face of the earth.
We could run the whole country_from here.
Or even a war if we had to.
Just last week, the president called_the shuttle astronauts from there.
The president's arriving._They should take their seats.
Right away.
I'll get out of here and let you all_get some sleep.
-Mr. President, welcome aboard._-Hey, Danny. How are you?
Mr. President!
Change in plan, Danny._Let's go to Barbados.
Anything you want._You're the president.
Boy, I wish.
-Mr. President._-Mr. Gibbs, where's my bunch?
Ballet ran late._They'll be here in five minutes.
-Lewis, you tape the game?_-It was a real squeaker, sir.
Don't brief me on it._I wanted to watch it, for Christ's sake.
We'll be underway_in about 30 minutes, sir.
Mr. President.
Could you put the game on now?_Yeah, Jack?
The Iraqis have mobilized_two armored brigades toward...
Just got it. Give me 15 minutes._Get the guys together.
Repel them._Make them relinquish the ball.
-Did you hear about Notre Dame?_-Don't. Don't tell me the score.
-Great game._-Mr. President.
We need to strategize,_smooth some things out politically.
-What was that?_-It's not so important.
-Damage control. What if..._-Give me a minute alone.
What if a "high-ranking_White House official"...
Just give me a few moments alone.
A "high-ranking official" were_to qualify what you said last night?
Drop it. Do yourself a favor.
It's policy._Drop it.
-Or find another ride home. Yeah?_-The Russian news crew's with us.
I told them you'd give them a sound bite_about life in the White House.
There is no life in the White House.
You said it._The president needs some time alone.
14-13 Michigan!
All right, Mr. President!
That wasn't you napping_during the performance, was it, Tom?
No, ma'am. It was very enjoyable.
Alice, you can finish it on the plane._Let's not keep your father waiting.
Try and smile, sweetheart. Okay?
-Alice, one picture, please!_-Thank you very much.
Great, something from Tom.
Shh. Daddy's asleep.
How was the ballet?
It was great!
You trying to kill me?_Wait it really good? Did you enjoy it?
Did you love it? Men in tights?_Did you hear my speech?
-Yeah._-Yeah?
-You're gonna get yourself reelected._-That's what I keep telling them.
_This is the aircraft commander._We'll take to the runway in a moment.
-Are you guys comfortable?_-Yes, very.
-I brought you V.I.P. press kits._-Thank you.
You're welcome.
Pass interference._That's cheating.
-Only if they get caught._-Dad!
The way of the world, kiddo.
Why didn't you take me with you_when you went to the refugee camp today?
For one thing,_it's not 100 percent secure.
You've got your whole life to live._You don't need to see that stuff.
Come on, Dad. It's not like_I don't see it on the news.
It's different on the news.
All I'm saying is I'm ready for things_you don't think I'm ready for.
Maybe I'm not ready.
I'm 12 years old, Dad!_In the caveman days...
I'd be having children of my own.
That's what we call progress. You're_missing the best part of the game.
God!
We're so looking forward to seeing you.
-She is so anxious to grow up._-I know. She's...
Yes, the both of us.
Okay. Bye, bye.
Well, she couldn't stay_your little girl forever, Jim.
I was hoping it would last_till she was 14 or 15.
Or 50.
They hated your speech, didn't they?
They're afraid we won't have the guts_to back it up.
And, then, if we do,_it'll be political suicide.
Remember our first campaign?
-In the House?_-Yeah.
-Downstate, driving around with..._-Who was that kid, our volunteer?
-Henry._-Henry with the convertible.
-With the broken top._-And the snow coming in.
We were the only three people_who thought you could win that.
You didn't give a damn. You knew_what needed to be done and you did it.
And you spoke from your heart._That's what I heard tonight.
Well, it felt good.
I'll bet it did.
Sorry to interrupt._Everybody's assembled, sir.
_United States "Air Force One."
_It is an honor to clear you_for immediate takeoff on runway 2-5.
Air Force One cleared for takeoff.
Thank you for your hospitality, Moscow.
_In Moscow tonight,_President Marshall defended...
_the military action_against the Radek regime...
_an act the administration had_been calling a one-time intervention.
_But in a rare display of emotion...
_the president alluded to a change_in U.S. foreign policy when he stated...
_that America will no longer tolerate_any terrorist government.
_Meanwhile in Kazakhstan, Radek's ouster_stalled the neo-communist revolution.
These are two of Saddam Hussein's_Republican Guard brigades...
that have been moved north.
He knows we're watching,_knows we'll retaliate.
Why the hell is he sending tanks_to the border?
Could be a response to your speech,_Mr. President.
-Maybe he's got a son-in-law up there._-Very funny.
I think there's one or two_he hasn't shot yet.
What does State have to say?
The Iraqi ambassador is claiming_it's just an exercise.
Let's not waste more time._Send the "Nimitz" back in.
-Gibbs._-Guys.
-Sleeping on the job?_-No, sir.
Hey, guys...
these are the advance team reports_from the Miami field agent.
-Take a look at them._-Thank you.
Smoke._There's smoke!
Steward, there's smoke in the cabin.
Everybody move to the back of the plane._Now! Please!
Smoke! Notify the cockpit!
Mr. President, stay back.
Everybody down!
Code red! We have a code red!_I repeat. Shots fired on board.
Code red acknowledged._Lock that door now.
Flight control, this is "Air Force One"_declaring emergency.
Cover us!
Stay back.
Move up!_I'll cover you.
Go! Go!
-What's going on?_-Shots fired, sir.
-What about my family?_-We're handling it, sir.
Boy Scout coming out!_Cover!
-Give us cover!_-Daddy?
Alice, get back!
Alice, get down!
-Take him around here._-Get down.
This is "Air Force One."
We are code red._Shots fired on board.
Request emergency assistance._ETA 15 minutes.
Acknowledged. We are scrambling_our fighters. Emergency equipment...
_will be standing by.
Get him to the escape pod!
Boy Scout is headed to the vault.
The football!_The football!
Get him around here.
Get him down to the pod!
Don't move!
-They're on us._-Where's my family?
-Get in the pod, sir. Get in!_-What about my family?
Air Force One, landing runway 0-9._I repeat, runway 0-9.
_Roger. Turning to heading 1-8-5._Descending to 5,000 feet.
_Ramstein, this is "Air Force One."
_Emergency pod has been deployed._I repeat.
_-The emergency pod has been deployed._-Ramstein tower, acknowledge.
We are picking up the homing beacon_and deploying search and rescue.
-Is the locking ready to look at?_-Just about, sir.
-Has General Northwood arrived?_-Yes, he has.
-Give me an update._-Madam Vice President, this way.
-We'll avoid the press._-Is the president secure?
Not yet. The recovery team_will have him very soon.
_"Air Force One"...
_this is Halo Flight Lead,:_you are under escort.
_All airspace has been cleared._Alert force has been mobilized.
-Is everyone here?_-We're working on it.
How did this happen?_How did they get "Air Force One"?
Gentlemen. Mr. Secretary.
_Ramstein tower, we are at ten mile...
_Final coming in red hot.
Roger, "Air Force One." Wind is_0-niner-0 at 1-2. You are clear to land.
Get down! Now!
Open the door!
Open!_Open the door!
No matter what happens, we land_this aircraft. Is that understood?
Come on. Flaps 30.
Flaps 30.
-No!_-Get the fuck in the air!
Now!_Take this plane up!
Up! Up!
-Get us back in the air now!_-Artie!
Take it up!
Get this plane back in the air now_or you die.
Get up now!
No! Jesus!
Contact those F-15s.
I want them to keep "Air Force One"_in visual contact.
-What are our airborne scenarios?_-There are no airborne scenarios.
Then we'd better start generating them._They better be good and better work.
How long can they stay up there_with the fuel they have?
-That's a question of airspeed, wind._-Altitude.
We need an "Air Force One" pilot. Any_educated guesses where they might go?
-Iraq, Libya, Algeria._-Those are guesses, but not educated.
Notify our allies._We'll need secure airspace.
-Can we keep that under wraps?_-We'll do our best.
Try and relax, Kathryn._I'm in charge here.
I don't know._It seems to me they're in charge.
-Don't hurt me._-Go.
Go.
Moscow police found six members_of a Russian TV news crew murdered.
The same crew that was cleared_to fly on "Air Force One."
Tell me it's not that easy.
No. You would have to generate_fake I.D., photos.
-Fingerprints._-Could be with help from Moscow.
How would they get weapons on board?
There's no way to get weapons on board_"Air Force One." It's impossible.
There are enough weapons on board to_take Panama, but who has access to them?
You think someone on the plane_helped them?
What if somebody did_and they're still on the plane?
Who do they trust up there?_Who do we trust?
Madam Vice President,_Mr. Secretary.
All compromised nuclear launch codes_have been cancelled.
New codes are active.
_Ramstein, the president's escape pod_has been located.
_We're honing in at 2-8-5 degrees.
_There it is._Ramstein, we have a strong signal.
ETA, two minutes.
Where is the wife and daughter?
Where is my husband?
He had fled._The coward chose to save himself.
But one can always_strike a bargain.
You listen to me.
I don't know who you are_or what you want...
but you will never get it.
He will not negotiate.
Really?
His wife. His daughter.
A man could not live with himself.
And it would be such bad politics.
I think he'll negotiate.
The escape pod is visually acquired.
Location of Ramstein is 2-8-4 degrees.
Twelve miles out.
It's "Air Force One."_They want to talk to the vice president.
_Hello. Can you hear me?
_This is the vice president_of the United States.
_To whom am I speaking?
_This is the person who controls_"Air Force One."
The world's most secure aircraft.
What is it that you want?
We'll get to that.
_-I want to speak to the First Lady._-No.
_-No. Why?_-I need to know they're safe.
The president is safe.
But then you must know that.
He ran from here like a whipped dog.
I'm sure you can't wait for him_to get back to making the decisions...
so you can stop sweating_through that silk blouse of yours.
What is the condition_of the people on board?
Some are dead.
What are your intentions?
What arrogance to think_you could ever understand my intentions.
I want to understand_what it is that you want.
What do I want?
When Mother Russia becomes_one great nation again...
when the capitalists are dragged_from the Kremlin...
and shot in the street...
when our enemies run and hide in fear_at the mention of our name...
and America begs our forgiveness...
on that great day of deliverance...
you will know what I want.
We can give you a forum_for your grievances.
_We can contact the Russian government.
_But you must understand_that it will take some time.
_Really?_When you talk to the president...
you might remind him that I am holding_his wife, his daughter...
his chief of staff,_his national security advisor...
his classified papers_and his baseball glove.
If he wants them back, he will prevail_upon the puppet regime in Moscow...
_to release General Radek.
_Fifty for one.
It's a good deal.
How's your blouse?
What assurances do I have_that you'll keep your word?
I'll wait for confirmation that_General Radek has been released.
Until then...
I will execute a hostage_every half an hour.
_You have my word.
You must understand that we..._Hello?
They're off!
Damn it!_Nobody does this...
to the United States.
The president will get back his glove_and play catch with this guy's balls.
We can't do anything in half an hour._We need more time.
He's a zealot. Tough to negotiate with._All you can do is wear them down.
Mr. Secretary!
We found the escape pod.
It's empty.
So where's the president?
I think we have to acknowledge_the possibility...
that the president_may be dead.
Why wouldn't they tell us?
Diversion._Try to buy some time.
It could have happened in a cross fire,_and they're afraid we'll retaliate.
Damn right, we'll retaliate._We'll release Radek into the atmosphere.
It doesn't add up. That terrorist knew_we'd recover the pod in short order.
He expected that we'd be talking_to Marshall.
Let's not bury him yet._He could still be alive in that plane.
Let's not forget this president_is a Medal of Honor winner.
In Vietnam, he flew more helicopter_missions than any man in my command.
He knows how to fight.
Then he's taking a terrible chance_with his life.
The element of surprise_is a formidable advantage in combat.
If he's up there,_he's the best chance that we have.
That pod was designed_for a reason, General.
He has no right to take chances_with his life.
What does the psych profile say?_How far will he go?
He's a Radek loyalist. That tells us_all we need to know, doesn't it?
He'll see this thing through_to the last hostage or his own death.
Release this bastard_and Central Asia will go up in flames!
I'm aware of that.
Bring back the old Soviet empire_under a flag of genocide?
Radek with a nuclear arsenal?
I hate to say this,_but 50 people...
is a small price to pay_to stop that from happening.
Even if one of them is the president?
The presidency is bigger than any man._Didn't they teach you that at Yale?
Can't we release him today_and pick up the pieces tomorrow?
We caught him before,_we'll catch him again.
If Petrov releases Radek,_his government will fall.
I promise you that._Then who's gonna stand up to Radek?
You go to catch him again,_you'll find him in Moscow.
With respect, Mr. Secretary, we don't_need more dramatics, we need options.
-It's not an option._-We need a decision.
It's not her decision.
This is a military situation._I'm the secretary of defense.
Check your regs. In the absence_of the president, the buck stops here.
Get the attorney general_with a copy of the Constitution.
We have... Oh, my God!_Nineteen minutes.
I'm going to consult_with President Petrov.
_Madam Vice President, I'm sorry._I cannot release him.
_We would train...
all our military might_against this one target.
_-He wouldn't stay at large for long._-Maybe so.
But millions of lives_are hanging in the balance.
I am trying to save a nation!
As am I.
No nation can survive the loss,_nor soon replace, a great leader.
Let us be pragmatic._Fifty lives means nothing...
_in the grand scheme.
Let me be equally pragmatic.
Our president took a great risk_to come to your aid...
against strong opposition_in both parties and among our allies.
It would be politically impossible_to do so again.
If it meant saving his life,_I would gladly do it.
_But I would have to know for sure.
_And you cannot tell me he's alive,_can you?
No, Mr. President, I cannot.
_Then there is nothing I can do._I am truly sorry. Good-bye.
Okay, Walter,_you and your generals get to work.
Okay, they can't keep the plane_in the air indefinitely.
There are only four possible_landing sites in Kazakhstan...
that are still controlled_by Radek's forces.
We have to go in and take all of them._Can we do it?
I'd rather take my chances in the air.
I just looked at the airborne scenarios._They're no good.
-Can we do this?_-In the time we have? Messy.
Three more minutes_before they execute the first hostage.
You'll have to buy us more time.
All right.
You both, come here.
Now!
They will transfer the call here.
So...
let's just wait.
Excuse me.
Sir, if you will permit me,_I am the national security advisor.
I'm the man the president_would be listening to.
I believe you are negotiating right now_with the vice president.
In our system, the vice president_is like the queen of England.
She can't even get airline tickets_without talking...
to somebody like me, therefore,_let me speak to the White House.
I promise you, I'm the one person_who can make this all work out.
Has he been released?
I've contacted the Russian government._We've set things in motion.
But at this point,_we have to be realistic.
It's going to take more time.
More time?
Your national security advisor_has just been executed.
He's a very good negotiator.
_He bought you another half hour.
Mrs. Marshall.
Alice.
If you please, come with me.
That's the first time_you ever seen a man killed, huh?
Leave her alone.
You think I'm a monster?
That I would kill this man?
Somebody's son?
Somebody's father?
I am somebody's son, too.
I have three small children.
Does that surprise you?
-Tell her to answer._-Leave her alone!
Shut up!
Why did you kill him?
Because I believe.
And when I shoot this man,_I know in that instant...
how deep was my belief.
That I would turn my back_on God Himself...
for Mother Russia.
My doubts, my fears.
My own private morality.
It dissolve in this moment...
for this love.
You know, your father,_he has also killed.
-Is he a bad man?_-That's not true.
Why?
Because he does it in a tuxedo_with a telephone call and a smart bomb?
You are a monster.
And my father is a great man.
You're nothing like my father.
What's the goddamn number?
_-What city please?_-Washington D.C., the White House.
_-Just a moment. Here's the number._-Can you connect me to that number?
_-There's a connect fee of one dollar._-Fine.
White House switchboard._How may I direct your call?
All right, listen._Listen carefully.
_This is an emergency call from_"Air Force One." This is the president.
Connect me to the vice president.
_Who did you say is calling?
_-This is the president!_-Right, and I'm the First Lady.
Don't cut me off._This is an emergency.
_The president doesn't call this_particular number, so whoever you are...
Trace the call.
Follow your standard security procedure.
Trace the goddamn call!
Okay, sir. You want to make_a federal case out of this, fine by me!
Hello. Anyone there?
Don't move.
_-I traced the call, sir._-Give me the gun.
_-Are you there?_-Slowly.
_Oh, my God!
_I'll put you right through,_Mr. President.
The switchboard has a call from someone_claiming to be the president.
She traced it back to_the White House satellite account.
The caller's gone,_but the line is still active.
Put it through.
_Listen to me.
Listen to me._You know who I am.
I'm the president of the United States.
-Yes!_-Quiet!
_Don't think that means_I don't shoot you.
Put your hands behind your head_and move.
This is your lucky day.
What more can my people do?_Tell the F-15s to fire at the plane?
_Even if they tried, we're equipped_with tactical countermeasures.
_-He's talking to us._-What do you mean?
_I just want you to feel secure._That way no one will get hurt.
_The computer will fly circles_around any missile they fire at us.
_-And no hit, just a shock wave._-He's telling us what to do.
Believe me, all that would happen_is that we'd get knocked off our feet.
-That's all!_-Shut up!
My God! Is he saying_what I think he's saying?
-lf we're going to act, we must act now._-It's too risky.
The president is up there_with a gun to his head.
He's asking us to do that_to "Air Force One"?
He's not asking.
Your commander in chief has issued_a direct order. Do it!
Are you sure that's what_you want me to do?
_You heard me. Let's pray it works_the way it's supposed to.
Boys, give me room.
_I've been ordered to fire_on "Air Force One."
I'm in position._Missiles are armed.
The target is acquired._I have a good lock.
God, I hope this works._Fox Three.
This is Marshall.
_-Anyone there?_-We're here, Mr. President.
Where's my family?_Are they safe?
The terrorists claim they're_holding them. We can't confirm.
_Who are they?
What do they want?
They're Russian ultranationalist_radicals. They want General Radek...
_...released from prison._-Radek?
_-What are our tactical options?_-We're working on that, Mr. President
_-But the bastards have us in a corner._-There is no rescue attempt?
_I ruled out a midair rescue. We can_do nothing while the plane's in the air.
We gotta get this plane on the ground._Take me off the speakerphone.
_-Where's Bennett?_-Mr. President.
We cannot release Radek.
They're gonna shoot a hostage_every half hour until we do.
_I don't want a plane_full of dead people.
Jim, they shot Jack Doherty.
Oh Christ!
We can't give in to their demands._It won't end there.
If you die in the plane,_does it end there?
_Kathryn, we've got a job to do..._whatever the cost.
-Mr. President, I--_-Kathryn...
...if you give a mouse a cookie--
He'll want a glass of milk.
We gotta get this plane_on the ground.
Get the plane on the ground.
I thought I'd ask you_to come and join us.
It is starting to feel_a little empty up here.
Sit down. Please.
Come.
_Tell me your name again...
_for the record.
_Melanie.
Melanie Mitchell.
You travel often...
_with the President?
_Yes.
_So you know everyone on the plane?
_Yes.
_I bet they like you, huh?
You're a nice person, yes?
I guess so.
You are trembling.
Why are you afraid?
Because I don't wanna die.
Tell me...
_what am I doing at this moment?
_You're pointing a gun at me.
_Thank you, Melanie.
This is to the secret service agent_in the baggage deck.
_I will count to ten.
_And if you do not surrender,_this nice woman will die.
One.
_-Please don't._-Two.
_-Don't do this!_-Three.
_-Let me talk to him!_-Four.
_-I beg you, please._-Five.
_Let me talk to the agent.
_-Six._-He might listen to me.
Seven.
-I beg you, don't do this._-Eight.
_-Don't do this, please!_-Nine!
Oh, God.
_Let's think about that one_for a moment.
And then we'll start again.
Next time...
I'll choose someone_more important.
I know what you are thinking,_First Lady.
You want me dead.
It may come to that._In a war, people die.
This isn't war!
You just murdered_an unarmed woman.
You, who murdered 100,000 Iraqis_to save a nickel on a gallon of gas...
are going to lecture me_about the rules of war?
Don't!
_Mr. President,_how can I help you?
_Chief, you can help me_dump some fuel.
Who's down there in the baggage deck?
-It's a secret service agent. Who?_-We have no idea.
Melanie was shot because one of your men_wouldn't show himself.
-I want to know who he is._-We'd like to know ourselves.
Sir, it's someone_smart enough to know...
if you're hunting with one bullet,_you wait for a clean shot.
What are you saying?
Whoever that is down there,_he may be our only hope.
Our only hope is that Washington_complies with this bastard.
Because any minute now_another one of us is dead.
And you know what?
I'm afraid it might be me.
-Sir, do you see the maintenance panel?_-I see it.
Pop it open. There should be_a red switch. Toggle it up.
Hang on.
We got some indicator lights here.
To dump the fuel, you have to close_the circuit for the pump.
_There's no switch,_so you'll have to cross the wires.
_-Open the fuel control door._-Hang on.
There should be five of them.
_-Do you see them, sir?_-I see them. Yeah.
Jesus. There's a lot of goddamn wires._All right, wait a second.
We got five.
Green, yellow, red, white and blue.
_Let me double-check.
Come on. For Christ's sake, hurry up.
Get the wrong wire, you'll cut_the engine feeds. The plane will crash.
Then we don't want to get_the wrong wire, do we?
_Cut the green wire.
Cut.
_-Then, cross the... With the..._-With the what?
Hello? Cross it with the what?_Say again.
Cross the green wire with the...
For Christ's sake!
Wait, green...
yellow...
red, white and blue.
I'm counting on you,_red, white and blue.
Sirs, it looks like "Air Force One"_is losing fuel.
_Madam Vice President, the time has come_for you to demonstrate your good faith.
_I've been reading through_your press kit.
I understand "Air Force One"_is able to refuel in midair.
We need fuel._And we need it now.
I'm sure we can come_to some sort of arrangement.
If you'll land the plane,_we'll trade fuel for hostages.
This is bullshit!
It's simple physics. Without fuel,_the plane crashes. Everybody dies.
We're trying to do everything_that we can.
Tell me what I want to hear, or I will_execute a member of the senior staff...
and continue killing one hostage_every minute...
until the plane crash_or refueling plane arrive!
What do you say?
Fuel's on its way.
Thank you.
Move.
-Jim, what are you doing here?_-I never left.
Watch the door.
Where's my family?
Another part of the plane._We haven't seen them.
We got weapons now._We should try to retake the plane.
Not while they've got Grace and Alice._I can't take that chance.
What about trying to disable the plane_and force them to land?
I tried. I dumped some fuel._Now they're gonna refuel us in midair.
A refueling tanker?_Jesus! Sir?
-There may be a way to get people off._-What do you mean?
We have emergency parachutes_in the tail cone, but we're too high.
If we could get a message_to the refueling tanker...
get him to drop to 15,000 feet,_we could jump.
They've disabled the phones._They control the radios.
-Mr. President? Sir? The fax machines._-The phone lines are out.
No. Voice lines and faxes are on_two different systems of encryption.
If you disable one,_it'd be easy to overlook the other.
If this works, you get to be_postmaster general. Come with me.
-Get these people ready._-Yes. Remember.
15,000 feet and 200 knots._Otherwise it's suicide.
You'll need this.
Good luck, people.
-Where are we sending it?_-Situation Room.
It makes me so proud_that you stuck with us.
-Thanks._-Whatever happens.
Yes!
Madam Vice President,_the attorney general is here.
-Thank you for coming, Andrew._-Good that you're here.
You want my interpretation of what the_Constitution says about the situation?
Yes. Andrew,_my understanding is...
that if the president is out of contact_in a military situation...
the secretary of defense_is in charge as second in command.
-Yes, of course._-Good. Then that settles it.
It doesn't settle it at all.
The president is not merely out_of contact. He is also under duress.
His family is held hostage,_possibly himself a hostage.
It creates an incapacity to discharge_the office under the 25th amendment.
Surely just as if he'd had a stroke.
I think the president would dispute_that any incapacity exists.
It exists if a majority of the cabinet,_including yourself, says it exists.
The president may be alive,_but he may not be the president.
Madam Vice President?_I think you need to see this.
_This is CNN breaking news.
_We interrupt programming to bring you_this breaking news bulletin.
_CNN has received_unconfirmed reports...
_that "Air Force One" has crashed.
-Oh, my God! How did they get that?_-I don't know.
_The aircraft was en route from Moscow_when it began its Mayday hail.
_I repeat._We have unconfirmed reports...
Call the press room._We have to issue a statement.
_that the president's plane_has crashed in Eastern Europe.
-Has "Air Force One" crashed?_-That is a rumor.
-Where'd the story come from?_-I don't know where it came from.
Listen._I cannot confirm anything...
at this point.
Ladies and gentlemen,_I have a statement.
The president's plane,_"Air Force One," has been hijacked.
Please.
Ladies and gentlemen,_please let me finish.
For security reasons,_I cannot divulge...
the identity of the hijackers_or who was on board the plane.
But I'm here to assure_the American people...
that we are doing everything we can_to resolve the situation.
For the safety of all the people_on the plane...
I cannot tell you any more than I have,_and I'm sure you understand that.
Is James Marshall still the president?
I'm coordinating with_the National Security Council...
pending the president's return.
And, yes, James Marshall_is still the president.
At this time...
At this time,_I would like to ask all Americans...
to pray for the safety of everyone_on board "Air Force One."
_Thank you.
The president.
Where is the president?
Folks, listen up._This is your main rip cord.
As soon as you clear the plane,_give it a yank.
If your chute doesn't open,_this is your reserve chute.
Pull it down. Clear?
_"Air Force One," do you read?
Yes, we read. Go ahead.
_"Air Force One,"_this is "Extender 1-0."
_-We have been instructed to refuel you._-Go ahead.
_Drop to 15,000 feet_and slow to 200 knots.
Acknowledged. Two hundred.
-They got it!_-They got the fax.
Sir, your chute.
-Please, sir._-I'm not leaving without my family.
_Okay, "Air Force One,"_you need to open your receptacle door.
_Pull the yellow lever_on the upper control panel.
Done.
_Go ahead and close distance_nice and easy.
Almost there.
-Where are your chutes?_-We stay with the president, sir.
Thank you.
All right, that's close enough._Here we go!
Go! Go!
Go! Come on!
Go! You, come on!
We got...
so far 25 chutes.
_-I can't hold her._-What are you doing?
_Break away! Break away!
Sir, take my hand!
Everybody, break now!
-Don't move!_-Let me save him!
He's the president,_for God's sake!
Go get him!
Grab my hand!
Major!
I got you.
We've lost the tanker?_What else?
-They're counting 32 survivors._-That means they still have hostages.
-What about the first family?_-No word yet.
Losing hostages will make_the terrorists more desperate.
Madam Vice President,_we've got "Air Force One" on the line.
This is Vice President Bennett._We're listening.
_I now hold hostage...
_the president of the United States_of America.
_Soon we shall enter_the sovereign airspace of Kazakhstan.
You will cease your military escort_at the border.
If you violate our airspace...
_I will execute a member_of the first family.
Tell our fighters to back off.
Get me Ops.
You said a presidential incapacity_could be declared by a cabinet majority.
-Would you sign it?_-Under the circumstances.
See who else would.
Move! Come on, move!
Fast! Move! Quick! Right here.
-It'll be all right._-I know.
You've been very busy downstairs.
Haven't you?
Killing my men.
You don't wanna do that.
I'm what you came for._Don't forget that.
Then I kill them.
Or just one.
You pick.
That's what you do in the White House._You play God.
Go ahead.
Which one lives?
Go ahead.
You're not here for this._You want something.
-What is it?_-Radek.
-How can I do that? I can't._-Then you die, the three of you.
I'll do anything to save my family._Don't ask something I can't give!
The most powerful man on the earth._Suddenly, there are things you can't do.
This is very curious._Stop with your fucking lies!
-Petrov will never give up Radek._-Petrov is a dog.
He does what you tell him.
Tell him to do this.
Petrov used me._I just wanted to stop the bloodshed.
He wanted a personal victory._Petrov hates Radek.
Of course he hates Radek._Radek is everything he is not.
A great man, a strong man.
Are you saying...
he would refuse you?
You'd be playing right into his hands._Are you an idiot?
You'd make him into a hero._The man who stopped the terrorists.
Or better yet,_the man who stopped me.
You talk as if you have nothing_to do with this.
This is all your doing.
This infection you call freedom.
Without meaning, without purpose.
You have given my country...
to gangsters and prostitutes.
You have taken everything from us.
There is nothing left.
Call him.
No!
No!
Sit!
-No._-I have no choice.
-You have the choice._-Leave her alone. It's between us.
You lose a child,_it hollows you out.
We're soldiers.
You take my life.
Have you no honor?
-I'll count to five._-No!
-It's gonna be all right, honey._-One.
-It's gonna be all right._-Two.
I'll do it.
Yes.
I'll do it.
You just leave my family alone.
Leave 'em alone.
Mr. President!
We just got an intercept.
The president called Petrov_and asked him to release Radek.
-He can't do that!_-He must have no choice.
We have a choice.
I have the signatures of the cabinet_attesting to the president's incapacity.
-Sign it and you can overrule him._-No. I won't do that.
The United States does not negotiate_with terrorists.
It's been our principle_for 25 years.
You can't give in to them now.
It'll be open season on_the United States. Many more will die.
Jim isn't making this decision as_president, but as a husband and father.
History will judge you_by what you do right now.
For God's sake, sign it.
_I can now confirm that General Radek_is in the process of being released.
_I repeat. General Radek_is now being released.
Yes, yes._General Radek has been released.
It is confirmed.
They are releasing the general.
Now what?
Now we return to our homeland...
where Radek will decide_how best to use you...
now that we know you are willing...
to negotiate.
Our nation needs so many things.
-You said you were gonna release us._-Forgive me. I lied.
Listen.
-Sir, are you hit?_-Stay with the major, honey.
-Alice, get in the cockpit._-Lie down.
-Let her go!_-Not until Radek is safely away.
Call it off._Don't give up Radek.
If anything happens to the general,_your wife will die!
You hear that?_It's almost over, Mr. President.
Drop the gun!
You made one mistake when_you killed my pilot, Mr. President.
No one left to fly the plane.
And no parachute.
Whatever happens...
you lose and I win.
Get off my plane!
You all right?
Go.
Go! Call Petrov!
They killed him.
Mr. President.
_He almost got away._Did you hear me? Radek is dead.
Yes! It's the president._We have retaken the plane!
-How's he doing?_-Not good, sir.
-I don't suppose you know how to fly._-No, sir.
-Come along. I'll need a copilot._-Yes, sir.
How long since you've flown, sir?
Twenty-five years._Little planes. Never jets.
Nothing like this.
_-Anybody there?_-Yes, we're here, sir.
You got somebody_that can help me fly this?
Sir, this is Colonel Jackson. We need_to get you out of hostile territory.
_-Good idea, Bob._-Look above the central video screen.
_There's a series of L.E.D. numbers._One of them should read 1-1-0.
_-Got it._-That's your course heading.
Just below, there's a knob_surrounded by hash marks.
_Turn that knob counterclockwise_to 290.
_-We're turning, Bob._-Good.
_-This will take you out of Kazakhstan._-We're gonna be okay.
_Now, we can't land this plane on autopilot,_so we'll need to go over a few things.
Where's the nearest safe landing site?
Incirlik, Turkey.
-General Northwood._-Madam?
What's that?
Madam Vice President,_that red dot represents MiGs.
On course to intercept "Air Force One".
Christ! They took off from Aktubinsk.
The base commander there_is loyal to Radek.
General, send our fighters_into Kazakhstan.
Order them to use any and all means_to protect the president.
When you're on final approach,_keep the throttles mid-range.
_-Mr. President, can you hear me?_-Yes, Kathryn.
We're tracking six MiGs closing_on your position. I'm sending in...
_our F-15s to protect you.
-Shit!_-Did she say MiGs?
Yes, she said MiGs.
Get in that seat and put a seat belt on._We're having trouble.
These MiGs get closer,_I'm gonna have to maneuver this thing.
How do I get it off autopilot?
_Push the button on the yoke_by your left thumb.
I'll try a little right turn.
_Keep your moves smooth and steady._It's all flying.
Just step on the ball.
That's right._Just like riding a bike.
Halo Flight, we are cleared to commit,_bearing 0-9-0.
_Jettison tanks and push it up.
These MiGs, how far away are they?
Never mind.
-One coming. Countermeasures activated._-Left turn.
Jesus Christ!
-We need some help._-U.S. fighters, this is "Air Force One."
_We are under attack._Where are you?
_This is Halo Flight closing_on your position. E. T.A. two minutes.
We may not be here!
We're hit!
Christ. We're on fire._We've got an engine on fire.
_-Number four engine is on fire._-Pull the fire handle overhead.
I got it.
_-We're rolling right._-Left rudder. You have to compensate.
_-Do I pull back on number one engine?_-Negative. You'll slow down.
-Trim it out._-How do I do that?
_-Knob. Aft pedestal._-Jesus Christ!
We got a red light._Looks like we're losing fuel.
_Halo Flight.
Everybody lock a bandit.
Stand by for max range.
And Fox Three!
_Kill one!
_Kill two! Four more bandits_bearing 0-9-0. Halo Flight engage!
Ha, ha! Good guys are here.
-Bug out west. We'll cover you._-You got it.
-Sir, pull up! You got one on your tail._-Get him off my tail!
Missile away.
_-Break left and climb!_-Shit! Sir, we've lost countermeasures.
_This is "Halo 2." They've lost_countermeasures. I'm going in.
_Two's down! "Halo 2"is down!
_"Air Force One,"_are you still with us?
Yes! We're still here.
Not so fast, you son of a bitch!
The last three MiGs_are bugging out, sir.
_-We're clear!_-Yes!
_-Bob, are you still there?_-Yes, sir.
Got a little problem here._My rudder is sluggish.
Let me look.
Oh, man!
_Sir, you're torn up pretty bad.
_Do you have any elevator control?
It's sluggish, too._And we're still losing fuel.
We got a problem up here._Sirs, "Air Force One" is badly hit.
_With the damage,_there's no way they can land.
I'm sorry, sir.
_-Thanks for your help._-I'll stay on your wing, sir.
Take it straight and steady_until we figure out what to do.
Sir.
You did great.
They can't control the plane. Engines_are failing and they're losing fuel.
There must be something_we can do to help them.
-Is that our airstrip strike team?_-Yeah. Why?
I just had a wild idea.
_Time is critical._Start turning north.
_-You'll get more details en route._-Yes, sir.
Change of orders acknowledged.
_Try to hold your heading, sir._They'll rejoin in about 25 minutes.
All right.
_-We know it's risky._-Understood.
_But we are all out of options.
Yeah, baby?
It'll be okay._Everything's gonna work.
_Concerned Americans have gathered_at the White House...
to await word on the president_and his family.
But CNN has learned_that "Air Force One"...
is severely crippled_and virtually unlandable.
Sources report that the first family_is still trapped on board.
And a daring midair rescue operation_is said to be underway.
_"Air Force One," this is "Liberty 2-4"_approaching on your left side.
_-Do you read?_-"Air Force One." Loud and clear.
Gibbs, they're here._Get the door.
_-We'll need 10,000 feet and 200 knots._-We've got to get her slowed down.
_"Air Force One" and "Liberty 2-4,"_this is "AWACS Blue Star."
_We have you in radar contact.
_"Liberty 2-4,"_they're almost out of fuel.
_Roger.
_"Air Force One," keep the wings level.
_If the engines fail, sacrifice altitude_to maintain airspeed.
Ready!
Liberty 2-4, ramp leader._First man is on his way.
Back up. Easy.
_"Air Force One," come left, six.
-How's my speed?_-It's good. See if you can hold it.
_A little more left, sir._Three, two, stop.
Take my arm! Pull me in!
Come on! Come on!
-Unhook me._-I got it.
Good.
Liberty, locked in._Where's the president?
Up in the cockpit.
-We lost another engine._-"Liberty," we lost another engine.
Liberty 2-4. Acknowledged.
Sir, time to go.
-Who's gonna fly the plane?_-I'll take care of that, sir. Got it.
Go!
Ramp to pilot._Second P.J.'s on the way.
-Mr. President, this way!_-My family first.
-Sir, I have orders to take you off._-Them first.
_"Blue Star," the third parajumper_is boarding "Air Force One."
_-Standing by for recovery._-Roger. Moving into receiver position.
-Dad?_-You'll be all right, honey.
-Promise?_-Promise.
Close your eyes.
You can do it._Just hold on tight.
It's okay. Don't worry.
She's okay.
-Hang on!_-Ramp to pilot. We got her!
I'm right behind you.
Come on there!
Hang on. Good.
-You're next, sir._-Him next. He's wounded.
-You go._-Come on, Shep. Come on, pal.
We've lost another engine.
_You're sinking too fast. We only_have time for one more retrieval.
_We're passing 3,000 feet._Impact in less than two minutes.
_Get the president out of there!
Right here.
Easy there.
He's on.
-Get your arms ready. It's time to go._-What about the other team?
There's no time._I can only take one more.
No! We're all going!
That's impossible, sir._I have to take you.
It's time to get you off this plane._Go, sir.
Go!
Please go!
It was you?
-Give me the strap!_-I trusted you with my life.
So will the next president._Now, give it to me.
_We have to release the cable._We're descending from 1200 feet.
I'm getting off this plane!
_Seven hundred!
_Five hundred!
We have to pull up!
_"Blue Star."_"Air Force One" is down.
_I repeat._"Air Force One" is down.
_"Liberty 2-4,"_do you have the president?
Right. You can do it.
_-"Liberty," do you have the president?_-Stand by.
Hang on!
We got him!
_"Liberty 2-4"is changing call signs._"Liberty 2-4"is now...
_"Air Force One"!
Mr. President, welcome aboard, sir.

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## God, what a mess ##_## on the ladder of success ##
## Where you take one step ##_## and miss the whole first rung ##
## Dreams unfulfilled graduate unskilled ##
## It beats pickin' cotton ##_## and waitin' to be forgotten ##
## We are the sons of no one ##_## Bastards of young ##
## We are the sons of no one ##_## Bastards of young ##
## The daughters and the sons ##
Look, I'm going to be paying off_these student loans until, like, 2003.
Hey, you want to get out of here?
-What a rager, huh?_-Yeah. Yeah.
Isn't it weird that all this,
this all happened_at the end of the semester?
You and me.
James...
I don't think I can see you anymore.
You don't... What do you mean?
Sorry.
Women are mercurial, man.
-And you did just start dating last week._-It was 11 days ago.
You didn't tell her about the Scarlet V,_did you?
-That has nothing to do with it._-Oh, Christ. Brennan.
-What?_-You did! You promised me!
Look, I don't lie to people_who I care about.
Yes, but you could've just left it_out of the narrative. You know?
You don't want "virgin"_to be your signifier.
He takes one semiotics class,_and I'm supposed to...
Here, drink up.
You need to bed down the next lonely,_plain-looking, insecure depressive
who throws herself at you_and get it over with.
Look, I know most people_have low standards.
I guess I'm... I'm different.
Well, you know what,_we'll find you a girl, all right?
-When we're on the Continent._-Here's to sexually-permissive cultures!
Yes! Focus on Europe.
It's going to be_a transformative experience.
To the graduate.
Yeah, so I researched_some more youth hostels,
and the median cost_is just a little higher than I expected,
about $7.68 more,
multiplied by the 42 days is $322.56.
Bill, do you want to take this?
Excuse me, can you get me_a refill here? That's an old-fashioned.
So with the $368_I have from Grandpa's trust fund,
plus the $900 you guys_are already giving me, thank you,
I do need an additional $279.11.
James, we didn't want_to spoil your graduation,
but your father has been transferred_to a different department.
Really? Is that... Is that bad?
Yes, we're making less,_considerably less.
Because this trip_was my graduation present, so...
Sweetie, I am so sorry about this trip,_but I'm afraid we just can't afford it.
You could still help me_with rent next year, right?
All right, James,_you're not listening to me.
-Here you go, sir._-There we go. Thank you very much.
Listen, here's to you, kiddo._Happy graduation.
Wait. What am I going to do_about grad school?
You know,_Columbia's holding a spot for me.
Well, if you end up deciding_that's what you want to do,
then obviously_you're going to have to get a job.
A summer job?
Summer in Pittsburgh.
-That's fucking harsh._-It's a nightmare.
They don't like people like me_where I'm from.
You know, we're romantics._I read poetry for pleasure, sometimes.
Hey, yeah, well, you know what,_don't worry about it, all right?
You know, with my dad's connections,_we'll get a great deal on an apartment.
And, hey,_I'll float you for the first few months.
-Yeah?_-Yeah.
-Thank you so much, Eric._-Hey, don't worry about it.
What the hell are you doing?_Our parents are right over...
What, them? They're clueless.
Fuck, this is good weed.
Speaking of which,_I just want you to know
that you'll be with me in spirit_this summer.
-Hey, put that away._-Yeah. Take it.
-No._-Take it.
-Take it!_-Okay.
Look, James,_I know things suck right now, all right?
But look at it this way,
in a few short months,_you'll be with me,
in New York City,_the greatest fucking city in the world!
Like we always talked about, man._Living the adventure together.
Quit worrying, Brennan._That's what the weed is for.
Bill, for God's sakes, pay attention.
All right, I'm just trying to drive.
Here she ever comes now now
She ever comes now now_She ever comes now
Here she ever comes now now
She ever comes now now_She ever comes now
Oh, it looks so good
She's made out of wood
Just look and see
Here she ever comes now now
She ever comes now now_She ever comes now
Here she ever comes now now
She ever comes now now_She ever comes now
Oh, it looks so good
She's made out of wood
Just look and see
I really haven't had that many jobs,_per se,
but here are my academic records_and my extracurricular activities.
I wrote for The Gordian Knot,_it was a literary journal in college.
And in math, I got 770 on the SATs,
so I assume I'd be good_at tabulating checks.
These are the only jobs_you've ever had?
No, no, I also spent several years
taking care of a neighbor's lawn,_the Palmieris.
I have their_letter of recommendation here.
All right. Fill this out._I'll call you if anything comes up.
Okay.
No, I've never actually_driven an asphalt mixer, per se,
but I did once drive my friend's van_to Wisconsin
on a pretty lengthy road trip.
Yeah, so... Okay, is there any way_I can take a lesson...
They hung up.
What am I supposed to do?_I'm not even qualified for manual labor.
The only place I know I can get a job_is with Frigo.
What, at Adventureland?
You got a concussion on the_teacup ride there when you were 6.
-You can do better, kiddo._-No, there's nothing.
I majored in Comparative Literature_and Renaissance Studies.
Unless someone needs help_restoring a fresco, I'm screwed.
Oh, for God's sake, Bill.
-Nad attack!_-Frigo, Frigo! Hey, get off of me.
-Brennan, come here._-Frigo, stop. Okay.
There's the lawn mower, lawn mower,_lawn mower!
-Yes!_-Frigo.
Oh, Brennan!
Right here, sir! Right here, sir!_Have a funtastic time!
I don't have much work experience,_per se, but...
I'm sorry.
Paulette? Come in, Paulette? Bobby?
Bobby?
-Paulette, come in, Paulette?_-Channels.
-You just... You gotta press it._-Oh, they're gone.
Okay.
This is James,_and he's applying for a games job.
Games! Oh, great, good._Let's get you set up.
Actually, Bobby, I'd prefer a rides job,_if it's still open.
You look more like a games guy,
plus I've already got out_the games application, so... All right?
Okay. Yeah, no. I just...
My name is Bobby.
Okay, rules. No freebies,_no free turns for your friends,
-no free upgrades, no free food._-So, just nothing is free here.
Everybody has to pay for everything.
And more importantly,_working in games,
no one ever wins a giant-ass panda.
Yeah, we don't have that many left.
Cool? Can you hand me_a T-shirt, please?
Here, I have a resume. I don't know_if you still want to take a look at it.
James? Am I pronouncing that right?
-James? James?_-Yeah.
Okay, by accepting this T-shirt,_you are...
Hired!
Well, usually I...
-More of a ceremonial thing, the T-shirt._-Sorry.
Okay, new guy, let's get this over with.
Here we are_at the first of many shitty games.
This one is inexplicably_called The Flighing Dutchman.
Even more inexplicable_is how they decided to spell it.
Hey, Jerry.
$1 buys 5 rings.
If one of the rings lands_on one of the red bottles,
they win a giant-ass panda.
-That is a giant-ass panda._-Yeah, it's the best prize in the park.
And that's because this game_is un-winnable.
Observe. I'll drop a ring_from 3 inches away.
So nobody ever wins?
If someone wins a giant-ass panda_on your watch,
you should just go home_because you're fired, okay?
So the object of the game
is to knock the hat off the dummy_with a softball,
except, as you'll see,_half the hats are glued on.
-Really?_-Yeah.
I mean, we pay little Malaysian kids_10 cents a day to make these toys,
we can't just give them away.
You get a 5-minute bathroom break_every 2 hours.
I recommend saving a few of those up_in case you have to go number 2.
Brennan, they got you working on games?
What a pussy! You're such a pussy!
-You know that demented person?_-Yeah. He used to be my best friend.
Then I turned 4.
So if you stand_directly below the hoop,
you will see that it's been hammered_into an oval shape.
But from back there,_the sucker just can't tell.
Jesus, that's so wrong.
A criminal abuse_of the laws of perspective.
Yeah, well,_people are getting ripped off.
Yeah, yeah, Trotsky,_let's get you a booth.
So your life must be utter shit,_or you wouldn't be here.
I was supposed to go to Europe,
but my family has money problems.
Wait till your parents start_making you pay rent.
My dad even makes me pay utilities.
I don't want...
## I catch the paper boy ##
## But things don't really change ##
## I'm standing in the wind ##
## But I never wave bye-bye ##
## But I try ##
## I try ##
Hey, litterbug! In the clown mouth!
Okay, we have a winner._It's the purple horse.
Green's in 2nd. Yellow's 3rd._Congratulations.
Here you go. You can have that.
-Hey, James?_- Yeah?
You think you can maybe, you know,_take it up a notch?
Yeah, I know. Maybe I'm not_the right guy to run this game.
I really... I think I should probably be_on the rides department.
No. No, no, no._You're more of a game guy.
-No, you're very... You're very gamey._-Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay.
Have you ever seen_a horse race before?
Have you ever, like,_heard one on the radio?
Harness racing_or, like, the normal kind?
-That's a good question._-It doesn't really matter.
Look, the Kentucky Derby._Have you seen the Kentucky Derby?
The way they announce it on the radio,_and it's really...
Yeah, yeah, yeah._"100, 200, 200, going..."
-That's an auction, sweetie._-Right.
So don't..._Yeah, just get into it, you know?
Make it a show. Make it a performance._You know what I mean?
That's what people come for.
So, let's take it to a 10._All right, got faith in you, man.
Thank you.
-Take it to a 10. I like that._-Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen,_put down your mint juleps.
Horses are all at the starting gate.
Okay, and they're off!
And Red bolts out of the gate,_taking an early lead!
But look out! Here comes Green,
issuing a challenge_from the outside lane.
Green runs well_on a muddy track, folks,
so today's conditions_give him a slight edge.
And Yellow is dead last!
What a disappointment after Yellow's_strong showing at Saratoga last spring.
Wait! Look out! Wait a second!
Out of nowhere,_Orange breaks ahead of the pack,
and now, in the backstretch,_Orange and Green.
Orange and Green,_and Orange takes it by a nose!
Green places and Red shows.
Please come to the window_to collect your winnings!
-What window? There's a window?_-No. No, there's not. Here you go.
Congratulations, sir.
I'm new.
Our original initiative rapidly got_all tangled up in the sale of arms.
And the sale of arms got tangled up...
Hey, why don't you call_one of your old friends?
I heard Danny's back in town. Or Pat?
And tell them I work as a carny?_No, thank you.
-Yo! Guy!_-Yeah?
-Give me five._-Okay.
Hey, I heard some big fat lady_fell off the Paratrooper.
Oh, really? I didn't hear about that._Was she okay?
I don't know._Hey, you know what? Give me 10.
-Okay._-You know what? Make it 15.
Yeah, I heard she was this_big, fat, slob of a woman, you know?
Hey, he won! Check it out!_Way to go, Dom! Way to go, Dom!
-We got a winner!_-Come on, check it out!
Okay, sir, actually,_I saw you holding him over the bottles.
That's cheating.
Oh, no. He won fair-and-square, sir._You know, you gotta give him a prize!
-Yeah, I saw him throw it!_-Hey, thank you, sir.
-Guys, hey, fellas, I could lose my job._-This faggot's trying to rip off a kid!
Why don't you give the kid_a fucking panda.
Here you go, here's your panda.
Yeah, thanks. Here you go, Dom._I mean, he's just a little kid.
Look, am I gonna get in trouble?
No one's ever supposed_to lose a giant-ass panda.
Is it worth getting knifed over?
No.
-Hi. I'm James Brennan. I just started._-Em. Nice to meet you.
Sucks you're gonna lose your job_your second day, James.
No. Shit. I need this job.
I'm kidding. You're okay.
I'll tell Bobby you lost the panda_at knifepoint.
Yo, Connell! Rock on!
-Who's that?_-Connell. He's the maintenance guy.
Hey, Joel, is that a pipe?
Yeah, I know.
It's a revolting affectation,_but it relaxes me.
-Hey, Joel. Hey._-Hi.
You guys want some of this?
-I bagged it from Paulette. Cuban rum?_-Thanks.
I think somebody was trying_to write "Satan Lives" on that wall,
but they spelled it "Satin Lives."
One of those textile-worshipping cults,_no doubt.
-That's quite funny._-Yeah.
Lou Reed? I like the tee, Em.
You know_about Connell and Lou, right?
No, I don't know about them.
Time out, guys.
-Guys, he doesn't know the legend._-Oh, my God!
-Tell him._-Connell once jammed with Lou Reed.
-Really?_-The historic Lou Reed.
-The Lou Reed._-So Connell's like a real musician?
Yeah, he's got his own band._It's frigging awesome.
-He's gotta get a lot of pussy with it._-He's married, you perv!
Nice pipe, Grandpa!
Oh, my God._That was a whole corn dog!
I'm sorry, Joel._My brother is such a douche.
Looks like it's us!_Let's go, panty stain!
Panty stain, that's me._Good night, everybody.
Hey, I could give you a ride,_if you want.
Really? Frigo, I got a ride. Really?
-What?_-Yeah.
-Thank you so much. I got a ride._-Hey, what?
You can go. Good night.
-You got a ride?_-Yes.
All right, then._Then why don't you ride this?
-Oh, my God._-Frigo.
-All right, I'll see you, Brennan._-What the hell was that?
It's just my life.
## I'm curious to know ##_## exactly how you are ##
## I keep my distance ##_## But that distance is too far ##
## It reassures me just to know ##_## that you're okay ##
## But I don't want you to go on ##_## needing me this way ##
## And I don't want to know ##_## if you are lonely ##
-Here, have some rum._-Thanks.
Oh, shit._Sorry, my mother. She's very nosy.
Yeah, she used to read my journals._I had to start writing them in Italian.
I took Italian for a year._I went through an opera...
Okay, she's gone.
So, Joel told me that you're gonna go_to Columbia for grad school.
-Yeah._-Wow. I'm at NYU right now.
Oh, really? Oh, that's cool.
Maybe I'll run into you_on the streets of NYC.
-What are you studying?_-Journalism.
Yeah, I want to be, like,_a travel essayist.
But I want to report_on the real state of the world.
You know, like Charles Dickens,
for example, wrote_what you might call travel books,
but he visited prisons_and mental asylums.
-That's cool._-Yeah, is it?
-Yeah._-Okay.
No, it is, it's...
But why do you have to_go to grad school for that?
No, that's a valid question,
but, actually, journalism is kind of_like this old boys' network still.
You need the right connections._It's very Ivy League, very exclusive.
Stupid. I think my mother would rather_I intern at some Fortune 500 company
or something like that.
-Fuck that, right?_-Yeah.
Yeah.
I got to go. I have to meet a friend.
-Okay. Yeah, thanks for the ride._-Sure.
Hey, I heard you jammed_with Lou Reed.
-Don't believe everything you hear._-Okay.
I'll tell you about it sometime.
So, where does your band play?
Usual shitholes around town._I need better musicians.
-I'm starting a new band out in LA._-Los Angeles?
Yeah. It's going to be cool._Going this winter.
-Jesus._-Nasty.
You'll get better at avoiding that.
Hey, guys. Party at my house tonight._My dad's out of town.
I'm invited?
Yep, that's why I'm telling you.
-Connell?_-You kiddies have fun.
She's cool, right?
You're just smearing that around.
Hey, Sue, I'm a virgin at table games,_so go easy on me.
We're having a ping-pong tournament!
-Hey._-Hey.
Nice digs.
Kind of begs the question of why the_hell you're working at Adventureland?
Well, you know, my dad's a lawyer.
It's been his life-long dream for_his daughter to work at Adventureland.
-High hopes._-Also gets me out of the house.
So we can drink your parents' booze._It's okay?
-Absolutely._-Yes!
-Awesome._-Don't touch me.
Hey, I actually brought something_for the party.
-What is that?_-It's a joint.
-Oh._-Yeah.
Bobby is weird.
I had to go back and get the extra_employee key for the bathroom,
and I went back, I opened the door,
and there were all these pictures_of him and Paulette, naked.
What a weirdo.
Hey, I'm gonna go for a swim._Anybody care to join me?
Okay.
Come on.
Is anybody else coming in here,_or is it just us?
Yeah, okay.
-See, it's not so bad. It's okay._-No, it's okay.
-Do you have any more of that pot?_-Yeah, at home. Why?
-We should make pot cookies._-Okay.
That would be so fun._Have you done that?
-I have not. I've had cookies._-All right.
My connections have all dried up._That's why I'm asking.
Your connections have dried up?
What, you think, I have ties_to the underworld or something?
I have 5 joints.
You think I can, like,_put a hit out on somebody?
-Yeah._-Yeah.
Oh, my God!
I got you. I got the door._It's only 3 feet, so I can handle it.
Okay.
-I'm gonna get a drink._-Okay.
You want one?
-Coming?_-Yeah.
Yeah, I'll meet you inside.
-Okay._-I'll meet you inside.
-Okay._-Okay.
Shit.
Boner! You got a boner!_Brennan's got a boner!
Yeah!
Thanks.
I like your records._Eno, Replacements, Big Star.
Hey, give me your underwear._I'll throw them in the dryer for you.
-I promise you'll get them back._-Yeah.
Thank you.
-Who's that?_-It's my stepmom.
I don't think there's any pictures_of my mom in here.
-She died 2 years ago._-Really? I'm sorry.
My dad remarried last year._That's Francy.
You see that unholy abomination_on her head?
-Yeah._-It's a wig.
Is it?
She had, like, a nervous breakdown_when her first husband divorced her.
Lost all her hair.
I would feel bad if she wasn't_such a status-obsessed witch.
-I'm buzzed. You?_-Yeah, kind of.
-What was that?_-What was what?
I'm gonna go..._You want to go see what they're doing?
Yes.
I think I drank, like,_a whole bottle of vodka.
You were drinking vermouth_the whole night, it's disgusting.
Yeah, it's a type of vodka.
You okay? Frigo? What are you doing?
Okay, good night!
Hello?
Hey. No, actually,_the party broke up pretty early.
I'm in here.
## Crack of dawn ##
## Cindy's movin' on ##
## She's talking Cindy to everyone ##
-So we have, like, 5 minutes?_-No.
## Though I've heard it before ##
There's not much point_in wasting time, though.
## But I just can't get away ##
## Cindy kills me every day ##
Lisa P. is back!
-Lisa P. is back!_-Lisa P.? Did you hear that?
Lisa P. is back! Lisa P. is back!
-Brennan, Brennan, Lisa P. is back!_-Yeah? Who's Lisa P.?
Holy mother of crap!_"Who's Lisa P.?"
That's Lisa P.
Come on, come on
Have you ever heard_those opening lines
You should leave this small town_way behind
I'll be your partner_Show you the steps
Oh, my God,_look at the shape of her ass.
It's a platonic ideal._That ass is a higher truth.
Look, look at that little portal of light,_just below her crotch,
right where the thigh_meets the pudendum.
The pudendum? Are you pre-med?
I'm telling you, man, I've had dreams_about that diamond-shape portal.
She's coming over here, man. Be cool.
Okay, I'll try to hold it together.
-Hey, Lisa. Hey, Kelly._-Hey, Joel.
So, I didn't expect you to be back here.
Oh, man, I had my whole summer, like,_mapped out.
Laying out by the pool by day,_dancing by night.
But my dad got injured on the job,_and he's laid up, so I got to help out.
Sorry to hear that._My mom has shingles.
Oh.
Well, I gotta go run the Musik-Express.
I don't want Paulette bitching me out_on my first day.
-I'm Lisa._-James.
I heard you lost a giant-ass_panda at knifepoint.
Did you?_I guess my legend precedes me.
-What?_-It was nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, too, James.
Bye, Lisa. Bye, Kelly.
A little more than 40%_of these fish are dead.
I am amazed_at how tiny my paycheck is,
after working doubles.
Well, we are doing the work of pathetic,_lazy morons.
Jesus fucking Christ, they play_this song, like, 20 times a day.
Fucking sadists. Fucking sadists!
Hey.
-Hey._-Hey, I made you a tape.
These are my favorite bummer songs.
They're truly miserable,_pit-of-despair type songs.
-I think you'll love it._-Cool.
Yeah. Hey, you want to get a drink_or something?
Sure.
I got a fever of 103
Come on, baby_Do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
-Hey, I feel like I should tell you._-Tell me what?
Yeah. I had my heart broken recently.
Is that... I don't know,_I just thought I should tell you.
-That sucks._-Yeah.
-Who broke your heart?_-A girl at school.
Yeah, it's typical._I actually... I think there was...
I think there was something there.
I think that we actually had,_like, potential.
I don't know. I think she was afraid.
Afraid of what?
I don't know._Afraid of it being good or something.
Was the sex good?
She was very sexy.
You've been with a lot of girls?
Yep. Are we talking about, like,_intercourse specifically?
Yeah.
No, in that case,
there were actually a few times that I...
Yeah, a few times I could've done that.
But it wasn't... It wasn't exactly right.
Wait, so you're telling me_you're a virgin?
-There were circumstances..._-Oh, my God!
-Oh, my God._-No, I went...
Okay, all right, for example, junior year,_I was dating this girl, Betsy Cooke.
Betsy was kind of, like..._She was kind of a prude, actually.
Anyway, one day,_I was reading Shakespeare,
and I realized I don't really love_this person. You know?
It was one of the sonnets.
"Being your slave, what should I do
523;1910533;1914341;but tend upon the hours_and times of your desires?"""
And I realized I don't want to tend_to Betsy's hours or her times.
All right, that doesn't matter.
Anyway, I drove to Betsy's house,_and I was literally about to tell her,
and that's the night_she said she wanted to have sex.
Can you believe it? It was the same..._You know, it was the same night, so...
And you didn't just fuck her anyway?
No.
So what about you and intercourse?
-Can you stop saying "intercourse"?_-Sure, sure.
I don't know._There were guys in high school,
and then, like, there were other ones.
-Were you in love with any of them?_-No. Hell no.
Got you.
Oh, hey, it's Connell. Hey, Connell!
-Jimbo._-Hey, you know this place?
Yeah, yeah, yeah._Everybody knows this is my joint.
These guys work at the park._This is Ronnie.
Nice to meet you.
-Hi._-Hey.
We're gonna go meet some friends_in the back.
Cool.
Do it! My nephew!
Is that Connell's wife?_She's, like, really pretty.
Yeah, she is.
She works_at that lame disco, Razzmatazz.
-It's kind of sad._-Oh, yeah? I've never been there.
No, I mean their marriage is sad._He didn't want it. Now he's trapped.
Are you sure you want to go?_The band is really awful.
-Yeah, I just needed some air._-Okay.
## Sometimes I feel so happy ##
## Sometimes I feel so sad ##
## Sometimes I feel so happy ##
## But mostly you just make me mad ##
## Baby, you just make me mad ##
## Linger on ##
## Your pale blue eyes ##
## Linger on ##
-Hey, can we go somewhere?_-Yeah.
## Thought of you as my mountain top ##
## Thought of you as my peak ##
## Thought of you as everything ##
## I've had but couldn't keep ##
Hey.
## Linger on ##
## Your pale blue eyes ##
-You made out with her?_-Yeah. Yeah, I just kissed her.
I don't know what came over me._It was incredible.
Cool, man. How was that?
Fantastic. Joel, she's like..._She's, like, perfect, you know?
-Good for you, man._-Yeah.
I got to open my booth.
Hey, do you have an ice-pick_I can jam into my ears?
I can't listen to this song again.
I don't, but I have this.
-Be cool with that._-Okay. Thanks.
-Were you on a date last night?_-I wouldn't call it a date.
Not into Em?
No, she's great. She's great. I just...
I don't know_if I'm ready for a girlfriend yet.
I'm kind of getting over a broken heart.
-I hope you didn't tell her that._-Why?
You told her that, didn't you?
James, no girl wants to hear about_some other chick you're hard up for.
-Right. They don't?_-They don't.
Look, I'm not saying_never be vulnerable with a girl.
I'm just saying don't play that card first.
Wait, it's a card? Like a card?
There's a science to it._You're probably pretty good at science.
-That works now._-Yeah. Okay.
Okay, observe. 2 options.
I can play it safe,_pick them off from back here,
or I can rush into the breach,_guns a-blazing.
Make a run right at the cortex,_and bombs away.
Fortune favors the bold. Virgil said that.
I'm sure Virgil had Bionic Mutant_in mind. I'm gonna go punch out.
-All right, bye._-Your turn, man.
Okay, but I'm probably not gonna_be very good at this.
Hey.
I really want to see you tonight.
-Tonight?_-Yeah.
Unless you got something else_going on.
You're doing really good.
I jump when he jumps_just instinctively.
Where? Where do you wanna go?_Not the backseat of your car.
We can go to my mom's.
-Hey, James?_-Yeah?
Whoa, bonus round. Kudos.
I heard you might have some weed.
Yeah, I have a stash._Why, you like the ganja?
Sometimes.
Beer?
-Got anything stronger?_-Yeah.
So what excuse_do you give your mother
for coming down here so late?
Gotta pump some midnight iron?
Sometimes I come here to practice._Give Ronnie a break.
You still hot for your wife?_What's the sex like?
Why? Why would you..._Why would you say that?
-Don't be mean._-Jeez, you're sensitive.
No, I'm serious. When we're together,_we're good to each other.
Let's not ruin it.
Okay.
So, how's your dad?
Since he can't work,_he's been so fucked up.
Yeah. Stays in bed a lot._Won't see anyone.
-Men are prideful creatures._-Exactly.
Do you believe in God?
Wow, theology doesn't come up_a lot around here.
Yeah, but you see someone you love_in pain,
you sort of think_about that kind of stuff.
I believe in love.
I mean,_I think that love is very transferable,
I mean, transformable.
I think that love_makes things transform together.
I'm majorly high.
Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Yeah, me, too.
I'm having dinner with my parents.
Somebody's hungry.
James, I read_that Pitt has some journalism courses.
-Is that so?_-Oh, yeah?
Yeah, I was just thinking that,
you know, it might make_fiscal sense for you
to stay close to home for a while.
And they have these broadcasting_internships on Mister Rogers'.
I get to intern on a kids' show_with marionettes.
Mom, I thought you wanted me to go_to an Ivy League school,
like the one I've been accepted to.
I am... I am just trying to be pragmatic.
They're hand puppets,_not marionettes, on Mister Rogers'.
You know, like,_"Royal greetings, I am King Friday."
That's a terrible impression.
James, what is wrong with you?
We, the people, in order to have_a more perfect union, say, "Let's party!"
Hey! Jugglers, fireworks!
Mr. Fabulous' Incredible_Performing Canines tonight!
Hey, kid. In the clown mouth._Come on.
-Be a pal. Thanks, buddy._-Eat it!
Son of a bitch!
Get him! Get him!
-Come here._-Be careful.
All right! Hey!
Oh, my God!
I don't even celebrate July 4th,_you know? I celebrate Bastille Day.
That's why Bastille Day_is gonna be a blast for me.
## There is freedom within ##
## There is freedom without ##
## Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup ##
## There's a battle ahead ##
## Many battles are lost ##
## But you'll never see the end of the road ##
## While you're traveling with me ##
## Hey now, hey now ##
## Don't dream it's over ##
## Hey now, hey now ##
## When the world comes in ##
## They come, they come ##
## To build a wall between us ##
## We know they won't win ##
-Park's closed, Em._-Yeah.
-Rich, you scared the hell out of us._-Rich, it's me, James.
-Park's closed, James._-Okay, we'll leave soon, okay?
Better leave now. The park's closed.
-All right, we better leave now._-Okay. Here we go.
Okay. Thanks, Rich.
Don't dream it's over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
I think you're so beautiful.
Oh, fuck.
-Hey, kids!_-Hey, hey. Hey, what's going on?
-It's my friend James, Dad._-Hi. Nice to meet you, sir.
-Nice to meet you, James._-You, too.
-Hi, James. Nice to meet you._-Nice to meet you.
Well, I'm gonna go do some work_before bed.
-Good night._-Good night.
-Good night._-Good night, party pooper.
So, it was a lovely party_at the Melnicks'.
And, you know,_their daughter Lori is lovely.
Now, she said you two_used to be best friends.
She used to sleep over in,_like, junior high.
Did you know that she is at law school_at Northwestern?
Lori Melnick,
she once violated our cat Gypsy_with a ballpoint pen.
All right, Emily!_That's enough, young lady.
See you later.
Sy.
I can't believe_my dad wants to be with that.
Do you want to hear_something fucked up?
What?
When my mom first started getting,_like, really sick,
my dad starts going to temple.
He's never been serious about his faith.
But he decided to buddy up to God,
like he thought_it was going to help save my mom.
And that's where he met Francy.
My mom loses her hair in chemo,
and my dad starts fucking_a bald woman.
It's just weird.
I'll take you home.
We started dancing_and love put us into a groove
As soon as we started to move
The music played while our bodies_displayed for the dance
It's nice when Paulette's got the day off.
Put that disco station on.
Hey, you know,_I'm a one-man woman, so...
-Hey, Bobby. I'm on break._-All right, let's see how you did.
Hey, babe. How's it... Hello?
Yeah, he's right here.
It's your mother.
Sorry.
Hi, Ma. No, Ma, that's the pilot light.
It's supposed to be on.
No, the place is not going to blow. Ma?
I'll be right there.
I gotta go.
-Jimbo, can I ask you something?_-Yeah.
You got one of those_little baby joints on you?
-I do._-Let's go.
-Is your mom okay?_-Yeah, she's a little dramatic, my mom.
Kind of nutty since my dad skipped out.
Where'd he go?
I don't know. He left a long time ago.
-This is cool._-Yeah, Lou Reed.
-Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah._-Satellite Of Love.
Of course. Right on.
You gotta tell me your Lou Reed story._He's like a real hero to me.
-Hey, man, how's it going with Em?_-I don't know. It's going...
She's...
I think I'm in love with her.
Soon it will be filled
With parking cars
I watch it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV
This will just take a second,_Jimbo. Don't finish that joint.
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Hey.
I was hanging out_with your boyfriend earlier.
-He's in love with you._-What?
He said, I quote,_"I think I'm in love with her."
Right.
Hey, are you going_to Razzmatazz tonight?
It's 2-for-Tuesday._You get 2 for the price of one.
I want action tonight
Satisfaction all night
I grab my hat and I grab my shoes
Tonight I'm gonna_hit the streets and cruise
You have to do something!
You're not doing anything!
I can't take it anymore!
Maybe she needs to see_Dr. Schacter again.
You have to do something, okay?
Something has to change.
You know she works at that park,_that trashy park, just to embarrass us!
You're coming through
Seems just like a dream
It's a mystery to me
## Fills me within ##
## When we're together ##
## Oh, baby, can't you see ##
## I like to feel the passion ##
## To the point of no return ##
What are you majoring in?
Russian Literature_and Slavic Languages.
-Oh, wow, that's really interesting._-Yeah.
What career track is that?
Cabbie, hot-dog vendor,_marijuana delivery guy.
The world is my oyster.
You kids need another round?
-Thanks, Ronnie, we're fine._-Actually, we'll take 2 more.
I'll have 2. Joel, you can have 1.
-What the hell? Are you gonna stop?_-2-for-Tuesday.
Em, I love this song!_Come on, let's dance! Let's dance.
Come on. Come on.
-Come on._-Okay.
## You are an obsession ##
Here, ready? Stay with me.
## Unopened at your feet ##
## There's no balance ##
-You like that?_-Yes.
Marcy Feingold, ninth grade,_taught me that one.
-Good one!_-Thanks a lot.
-Nice moves, Brennan._-Thanks.
-Razzmatazz!_-Come on, Razzmatazz, we're hungry.
-But we love you more!_-It knows.
More.
Oh, my God. You okay?
-Razzmatazz._-Come on.
All right.
-There you go._-You're so strong-ish.
I'll take that.
I'm so surprised_I'm making out with you.
Me, too.
Em, I think you're incredible.
Hey, there's a lot of shit in my life.
I'm not ready for this._I need to take things slow.
Okay, all right.
I'm sorry.
Hey. Let me help you with that.
I got it.
That is ugly.
Thanks.
-Hey, so how's your dad?_-He's hanging in there.
-Yeah? Still... Still not working?_-No, no.
The Musik-Express!
-These rides are safe, right?_-Supposedly.
I wouldn't mess around on any of them.
Last summer, there was this drunk idiot_goofing around on the Comet Booster,
trying to kick his buddy.
They found his Reebok_in the parking lot, with his foot in it.
-Yo, Lisa. We're partners today._-Great.
So it's official.
My friend Boomer_hooked me up with a job
at the Mercedes dealership_on Route 30.
Yeah, I'm getting a car right away._Payments deducted from my check.
Yeah, I'm gonna go for a 560,_convertible, in gold, leather interior.
I'm even gonna get_a compact disc player.
-It's gonna be insane._-To the max.
So, hey, Lis, you wanna_go see Judas Priest at Civic Arena?
-My friend Fitzy got me floor seats, so..._-That's okay. Take Boomer.
And go get the hose._There's dried puke down there.
You don't like Priest?
-I'm busy that night._-I didn't tell you what night.
James, you and I should go out_some night.
I get it, that's a funny one.
Face! Douche.
-Just let me know when._-Yeah?
Pete, dried puke.
I'm serious. I wouldn't mind going out_with a nice guy for a change.
Cool. Yeah. That would be very cool.
Oh, come on, man!
-Want to push a button?_-No, I'm on games only.
Okay, yeah, which one? Okay.
-Oh, my gosh!_-Shit! Shit! Shit!
Wow! You fucked this up perfectly!
-I know. I work on games, so..._-I'm impressed.
I know._I shouldn't have even been here.
-Shit._-Hey.
Connell, I need to ask you something.
Hand me the crescent wrench,_would you?
Yeah.
So, Lisa P. just asked me if I wanted_to go out with her sometime.
-Lisa P.?_-Yeah. It's insane.
I think she might've just been trying_to piss off Pete O'Malley but...
Can you imagine any universe where_she would get with a guy like me?
She asked you out?
You're a fucking idiot if you don't go._It's Lisa P.
-Hold this, would you?_-Yeah.
That girl's a virgin._Can you believe that?
Oh. In this day and age. You'd think...
Well, she's a Catholic girl._They usually won't let you screw them.
-But what they will let you do..._-Yeah, but what about Em?
Are you getting all your needs_met by her?
We're taking it slow.
Right. Right. Okay, here's the thing.
Every time you meet a beautiful woman,
don't you imagine what she'd look like_underneath you, naked?
-What? No. No._-Someone like Lisa P.
I mean, Jesus Christ, it's like_every cell in your body's on fire, right?
That's a little hyperbolic, but, yeah,_I know, I see where you're going.
That's the way we're wired._It's the way we're wired.
It sucks, but it's just a fact of nature._It's also tragic.
My feelings for Em are vast.
James, imagine it. Lisa P.
I know. Lisa P. I know.
-Hey._-Hey.
I brought you this.
It's one of my favorite authors._Gogol. Russian.
He lost his mind,_burned the only copy of his final book,
died a week later of self-starvation.
Well...
-Thank you._-Yeah.
Hey, do you maybe want to go see_a shitty movie or something sometime?
Yeah, I just... You know,_I did something kind of stupid.
I... I told my brother that_we made out.
-That's bad?_-No, no, no.
But he... He told my parents.
We're Catholic.
Pete told my parents that you're Jewish.
But I'm an atheist.
I mean, more of a pragmatic nihilist,_I guess,
-or an existential pagan, if you will..._-Yeah, yeah.
But my parents are really strict.
I'm sorry.
-It's still a good book._-Nah, I'm sorry.
-Hey, Joel._-Hey.
How'd it go with Sue?
Not so good.
Hey, Em, come on. Don't say anything!
Come on, worse things have happened_to the Jews.
Fuck that!
You know,_you don't deserve to date Joel!
I mean, you're an anti-Semitic asshole!
What do you, like,_hate gay people, too?
Do you support apartheid?_You are not my friend.
Bam! Child's play.
Look, you can't tell anybody,_but I'm going out with Lisa P. tonight.
-You're what?_-Yeah.
This morning she asked me_if I wanted to hang out sometime.
What happened?_I thought you were crazy about Em.
I am. I am.
But, you know,_I don't know if she necessarily,
like, wants something, you know,_kind of serious.
And, Joel, we're men. You know,_we're, like, wired to meet our needs.
I get it, it's a biological imperative.
Frigo, you can't tell anybody,_but I have a date tonight with Lisa P.
What? You know,_I should give you a double-sack-whack
-for telling a lie like that._-Okay, don't believe me.
-Where are you going?_-The Velvet Touch.
Thanks.
How's the wine?
-It's good!_-Yeah.
I just need to tell you something.
Yeah, is it cool if we don't tell_a lot of people about tonight?
'Cause I think there's someone_at the park
who may have a little thing for me,_and I don't want her to feel bad.
-You mean Em?_-Yeah.
So you like working at the park?
Yeah, I think it could be_character building.
And, you know,_I've made a lot of friends.
Yeah, you and Connell_seem pretty tight.
Yeah, I like him. I think he's interesting.
I think he's kind of_like a, you know, poetic soul.
-That guy's got some problems._-What do you mean?
Last summer, he was having this thing_with this girl from the snack bar.
He used to take her to his mother's_basement to have sex with her.
His mother's basement._How gross is that?
But he's married, right?
-Didn't stop him from hitting on me._-Wow.
-Is that Frigo?_-Yeah, it is Frigo.
I wonder what he's doing here._I should say hi. I've known him since...
Excuse me.
-You son of a bitch, that's Lisa P.!._-What the fuck are you doing here?
I'm sorry. Look, I'm sorry, I thought_you were full of shit, but holy shit!
There she is! Think you can get me_naked pictures of her?
Frigo, get the fuck out of here,
and you can't tell anybody_about this, okay?
All right, all right, relax, Brennan.
-What's it worth to you?_-You're shaking me down?
No... Yeah, yeah.
I hate you with such great fervor. I...
Thanks, Brennan.
Sorry about that. What a coincidence.
Frigo was out to rent a video,_saw us through the window, and...
-Wow._-Yeah.
And here we are._I wonder how the fondue is tonight.
I want to visit every continent,_every country, really.
Charles Dickens actually wrote_these really interesting travel pieces,
but he visited prisons...
Would you rather have a sailboat_or a speedboat?
-Gee, I guess..._-I think sailboats are, like,
way more cooler, you know,_like more classic.
Though I bet speedboats would be_a lot more fun.
What were you saying?
Just babbling.
Oh.
I just need to get normal_before I go inside.
Put on some perfume_to cover the smell.
I was going to suggest more perfume.
-Shoot, my brush._-Yeah. Hold on.
-Jesus, what the hell is this?_-Is that yours?
-No. I guess it's my dad's._-Here, pull over here.
Can you smell the pot?
You smell amazing.
Thanks for tonight. It was fun.
Yeah. Yeah, it was.
Fondue.
-Oh, God._-Tiger.
Sorry.
-Another time._-Yeah.
-Good night._-Good night.
-Hey._-Hey.
Hey. I missed your call last night._Sorry about that.
I was out_with some old high-school buddies.
-Sounds fun._-Yeah, it was.
We got caught up reminiscing._I was out pretty late.
But what were you calling about?
Calling to say sorry. I felt like I was_kind of a jerk the other night.
Okay. Sorry. Yeah, me, too._I was drunk.
And I brought you something.
-This bag?_-Mmm-hmm. What's inside the bag?
-Is that a couple of joints?_-I think so. For pot cookies.
-Oh, my. You follow through._-I do.
Cool. This'll be fun.
-Let's do it._-Okay. I'm only having half, okay?
Walnuts? You want to see me go_into anaphylactic shock? Fuck.
-Home-made? Yummy._-Brennan, you gonna eat the other half?
Sorry.
Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face_and kissed her head
And dreamed of_all the different ways
I had to make her glow
Why are you so far away? she said
"Why won't you ever know_that I'm in love with you
1020;3937932;3941664;That I'm in love with you"""
You_Soft and only
You_Lost and lonely
You_Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
And what a race we have here today,_ladies and gentlemen. Boy!
And nobody is in the lead._Nobody is in the lead.
In fact, what is so mind-blowing_about this particular race
is how evenly-matched_these particular competitors are.
And Yellow is dead last._I don't think Yellow's moved once.
This is a fall from grace_for the once-great stallion, Yellow.
You know, Yellow has inseminated_over 1, 000 foals in his lifetime,
which might explain_his current exhaustion.
And you won, Number 9,_here you go... Here you go, great job.
Hey, Bobby.
Brennan, what are you doing?
-You been toking up?_-What?
-You been drinking drugs?_-No!
Your eyes are red._Have you been crying?
Yeah, maybe, like, a little bit before._But no, Bobby,
I'm feeling sick because I think I ate_a bad corn dog before, Bobby.
That's why.
You know, why don't you go over_to Hats Off T o Larry
-and collect some balls?_-Okay.
And I'll tell you what, I'll take over this.
Hey, you all right?
-Yeah, thank you._-All right.
This is how we met.
And they're off! In the lead is Green 5._Green is in the lead.
Green 5, Green 5 in the lead._And there you are, Green 5!
Green! You really got it going on!_You know exactly what you're doing.
Green! You got it, Green! You won!
Pass that down to her._Loser, pass that down. Thank you.
-Can I get some balls?_-You're gonna have to get more balls.
The customer's always right.
Here you go.
-I hit that thing dead-on!_-Yet he still retains his chapeau.
Whoa, whoa. Come on.
Hey!
What the fuck?_It's glued on, the fucking thing.
-It's not worth it._-We have a winner.
-Nicky._-Congratulations.
The fucking thing is glued on?_His hat is glued on?
-Fuck this, Nicky._-What is so fucking funny?
-Yeah, what's so fucking funny?_-I don't know.
-Oh, my God!_-My God.
-What the fuck?_-Not so funny now, is it?
You can't do shit like that._Like, what the fuck?
-You punch him in the face?_-Back off, slut!
-Don't fucking touch her, man._-What are you gonna do, faggot?
Oh, fuck.
-You're fucking dead!_-You jerk!
## Breaking the law, breaking the law ##
## Breaking the law, breaking the law ##
-The option of the flute?_-Option of the flute...
People are trying to kill me.
Get the fuck out, motherfucker!
Move.
Get out of my doorway, motherfucker!_Give me a reason!
Just give me a fucking reason!_You don't know what I'm capable of!
Come on! Please!_You don't know what I'm capable of!
-Bastard._-Thanks, Bobby.
-No problem._-Okay, I'm gonna take the back way.
Yeah, yeah, good.
You know what, now that I think of it,_the flute is actually more expensive.
You guys should have seen_Brennan wail on that greaseball, man.
-I can't believe you hit someone._-Me, either.
How'd you do it?_Did you hit him like this? Oh, psych!
Dude, this guy was huge._I mean, Brennan went up, like, one hit...
-And just dropped the guy._-I can't believe they call that a hit.
Then his buddy started_chasing him all around the park,
and then he hid in Bobby's office.
Yeah, see, that's more like_the son of a bitch.
Bobby kicked the door down
and came out all psycho_with this bat like...
And all his buddies just go, "Okay."
Where's the guy?_Was he ever...
I don't know._They left him on the pavement.
Then I got his girlfriend's number.
Where are you taking me?
You've never been to this place before?
No.
I think you might be the coolest_and cutest guy I ever met.
Really?
I mean, I'm really high, but...
I don't want to lose you.
-Forget to refrigerate these?_-Yeah.
When did they get in, yesterday?
-Around what time?_-In the morning.
-They smell weird?_-Yeah.
-I think that's normal, though._-Yeah.
Stuffy, fry these up!
Hey, Brennan, I want to talk to you._Want to pick up some extra shifts?
-Yeah, sure._-Good. Because Joel quit.
-What?_-He's passed on.
He moved on, honey._He didn't pass on, he moved on.
I know, I heard you!
-What are you doing here?_-You didn't call me back.
Look, I can't abide the humiliation_of you seeing the inside of my house.
The vile plastic slipcovers,_the art-fair paintings.
And it's really messy._Just go around back. I'll meet you.
Okay.
Hey, Jeffrey!_Turn off the fucking lawnmower.
-Fine._-I'm trying to have a conversation here.
-Fuck off, fuck face._-Nimrod.
I hate you, asshole.
-Hey, is it because of Sue?_-What?
Why you quit. Because, Joel,_you're a great guy, you know,
and she doesn't deserve you.
James, look at me._I'm not a good-looking guy.
And I'm poor._Girls aren't gonna go near me
when there's all these_fucking yuppies around.
That's ridiculous._Not all women are like that.
You know, Em isn't like that.
-Em?_-Yeah.
You don't even appreciate_what you have.
You're chasing after Lisa P.
when you have this incredible,_beautiful girl right fucking there.
Fuck this.
Don't do that.
-I thought you were off today._-I need to tell you something.
Last week I went on a date with Lisa P._She asked me out.
It was nothing. We kissed a little bit_at the end of the date,
and I felt her breast a little bit,_but nothing else.
Right. No intercourse?
No. No intercourse.
Look, I'm sorry, it's just... You and I_never talked about being exclusive.
I don't want to see her again, okay?_You're the one I...
Look, we'll both be in New York soon,_and I want to hang out with you.
I want to get to know you better,
if you want to get to know me better_as well.
James, you don't owe me anything.
I know, but I want to owe you things.
I'm ready to owe you things, okay?_Because I really, really care about you.
-Are you mad at me? 'Cause I'm sorry._-No, no. I'm not mad at you.
Thanks for telling me._That was, like, really sweet.
-Are you crazy? You can't come here._-I just can't do this anymore.
I'm starting to really_fucking hate myself, you know?
Oh, Christ._My wife probably heard me come in.
Just... I gotta..._We'll find someplace to talk.
I gotta go make an excuse._Park outside my mom's house, okay?
-Okay._-All right.
Brennan. Yo, Brennan._Come here!
Brennan, you gotta hear this._Tell him. Tell him what you told me.
I ate too many circus peanuts.
No, what? No, not that, retard._The other thing, the thing about Em.
Frigo, shut up._Wait, what thing about Em?
I saw Em and Connell in his car.
Right, right._What were they doing in the car, Rich?
They were doing push-ups in his car._They didn't have any pants on.
No pants._Naked push-ups, retard, for fucking.
-James, they were fucking._-Frigo, Frigo. Shut up.
-When did you see this, Rich?_-Like, a while ago, a while ago.
It was just a couple_of weeks ago, right, Rich?
-Hello?_-Mr. Lewin, it's James. Is Emily there?
She said she was with you._She said she was gonna go meet you.
Oh, yeah._I think we got our wires crossed.
Okay, bye.
What'd he say?
Can you get your mother's car?
All right, I got the keys. Push me out.
I don't want to drink.
Did you know James went out_with Lisa P. last week?
-I know._-You know.
-You want me to rat out James?_-Right.
-Slow down._-Shit.
It's Em's car.
Let's wait here.
I stole some of my grandma's_cough medicine if you want some.
-No._-It's grape.
-No, please._-Okay.
Can you sit down, please,_just for a second?
-Look, you want to end this?_-Yes.
I got a hockey stick in the back,_if you want to smash the windows.
-Frigo, shut the fuck up, okay?_-All right, okay, Brennan.
-Just trying to help._-Oh, shit.
What are you doing here?
Are you and Connell, like...
It started in, like..._I didn't even know you when it...
How did you... What are you..._How did you find me here?
Lisa P. told me that Connell used to_take some other girl here last summer
to his mother's basement.
Right.
Yeah, I just, like, don't understand_how you could do this.
I came here to...
I know. I know I fucked up, too, okay?
I fucked up one time, and I fucking_told you about it, and you...
You think I'm, like, some fucking_pathetic idiot or something.
You're not a fucking idiot._I'm a fucking idiot.
Yeah, that's right.
Shit.
I am the champion._To the victor go the spoils.
-Here you go._-What? What is this?
-Is it a banana?_-It's a banana with eyes.
I'd watch my mouth if I were you,_carnival boy.
Hey.
What's up?
I mean...
I actually feel sorry for them, you know.
Like, sneaking around_and lying to everybody.
It's, like, so pathetic._He's a married man.
I know. I know.
Hey, Lisa, you can't, like,_tell anybody about this. Ever.
Of course, I would never.
Thanks.
Hey, Em, what's up?
Loving life, you know.
Hey, you know I play the drums?
I did this killer drum solo_at the high-school talent show once.
I played Limelight by Rush._1, 2, 3, 4!
## Living on a lighted stage ##
## Approaches the unreal ##
## For those who think and feel ##_## In touch with some reality ##
## Beyond the...
Spin. Good night, Adventureland!
-What the fuck was that?_-You like musicians, right?
Hey, honey,_I'm running out of googly eyes.
Do you have any more over there?
Yeah, me, too, but I found these,_so I've just been sort of...
-Hey._-Hey, Em! What's up?
I quit. See you.
Tommy, you think there's something_wrong with this car?
Have your father check it
because it's making_a funny squeaking sound.
I don't know what the problem is.
Shit-head!
Shake a leg and come aboard_the SS Adventureland.
I'm not friends with anybody._How the hell would I know?
-I don't know._-No way!
Em? Em Lewin?
Yes, yes, yes._Can you believe that?
Em has been sleeping_with Connell all summer.
-I'm telling you, man._-Connell is a freaking god.
-Hey, Lisa._-Hey.
Hi. Look, I don't know what to say,
but everyone is talking about_Em and Connell.
Kelly's got such a big F-ing mouth.
I'm sorry because I gave you my word._We were just so wasted that night.
You know I can't hide nothing_from Kell.
Are you mad at me?
Well, yeah._Connell's gonna freak out, and Em quit.
I feel bad for Connell._I have a hard time feeling sorry for Em.
Guys can't help themselves.
-But he's the married one._-Yeah, Em's a frigging home wrecker.
-He's cheating on his wife, though._-I can't believe you're defending her.
What? Because guys can be shitty_and women can't?
The Musik-Express!
The Musik-Express!
Kell.
It's fun because it's really more_like dancing than exercising, you know.
I have a blast. I've been trying to_get him to go with me, but he won't go.
No, you're not doing it right.
Yeah, I don't like lifting my knees_that high.
Yeah, I've noticed.
Emily, you know the Ostrows_and the Waldsteins.
Hi there.
Can I get anyone a refresher?
Francy, these pieces, I love them._So great.
Those there? I love those._I think they are so fun.
You're so artsy._I love what you've done with the house.
-Thank you._-It's... It's clean.
I thought the house was a lot nicer_the way my mom used to have it.
It's pretty barfarific, if you ask me.
-Is that some kind of joke, Emily?_-No, it's not.
I think you owe me an apology._Right now.
I don't owe you shit.
All right, okay. You know what?_Give me the drink.
Look, you weren't invited,_and I don't want you here, okay?
-Right, I wasn't invited to this party._-Yes, you weren't invited,
and frankly,_I don't like you coming in here
and saying_whatever the hell you want, okay?
I am sick and tired of your behavior,_you ungrateful little bitch.
-Give me the drink._-Okay, Em...
God damn it!
Emily! Emily, this has to stop._You cannot say those things no more.
I can't say what I'm thinking
and what I'm feeling every fucking day?
-Sy, for God's sake!_-I can't force her out.
Yeah? Well maybe you can't...
Sometimes I feel so happy
Hey, can I have another? Thanks.
Sometimes I feel so happy
But mostly you just make me mad
Baby, you just make me mad
Linger on
Your pale blue eyes
Linger on
Your pale blue eyes
Oh, fuck!
James, get out of the car.
Now!
Oh, God. Come with me.
You care to explain how_Mrs. Frigo's rhododendron got here?
Good morning.
What's this, mister?
What the hell is wrong with you?
You know, I think that Adventureland_has made you regress or something.
You're quitting that job.
-I never want to go back there again._-Good. How much have you saved?
$1,322, give or take.
Well, the front axle is broken,_but that might cover the damage.
And you're gonna have to pay_for Mrs. Frigo's rhododendron, too.
I need every cent of that for New York.
Well, I'm sorry, you know,_you should have thought about that
before you went out_on this little joyride of yours.
Brennan, I'm back.
Thank God. How the hell are you?
Well, Europe changed me._It was revelatory.
There I was, going from_one incredible city to the next.
The ruins, the cathedrals,_the endless art treasures.
And I realized something.
Fuck the Old World._I want the New World.
-What?_-And I want it now!
-What do you mean?_-I'm going to Harvard Business.
You're what? You're applying?
No, I'm in, actually. You know,_strings were pulled, wheels greased.
Wait, that's in Boston.
What about New York_and the apartment?
Yeah. Sorry about that, man._I can't really help you out there.
Hey, litterbug. Hey! In the clown mouth._These guys.
-Hey, Bobby, Paulette._-Hey, Brennan.
Hey, how are you?
You know, we're just..._It's the last weekend of the season.
Just getting ready for winter,_closing up shop.
We have to turn all these lights off.
-Your check's in the office._-Okay.
We gonna see you next summer?
Thank you, Bobby, for everything._Really.
-Gonna see you next summer._-Well, thank you, really.
We're halfway through our set,
and we see him. It's fucking Lou Reed.
-Oh, my..._-Holy shit!
Yeah, yeah, yeah._And I keep thinking
I'm about to wake up any second.
And he gets up, gets on stage,_puts on a guitar,
and we do a whole fucking set_of his songs.
-We do Vicious, Shed A Light On Love._-Oh, my God.
-What a pisser._-We do I'm Waiting For The Man.
Wait, hold on, one second.
-Hey, last paycheck?_-Yep.
So, how's it going?
-Ronnie found out everything._-Sorry.
Yeah, it was bad._It's blown over now, mostly.
Hey, do you speak to Em?
Not since she quit. You?
You know the song is called_Satellite of Love, the Lou Reed song.
You said Shed A Light On Love,_but it's Satellite.
-Yeah, I know. It's Satellite Of Love._-Yeah, it's like Skylab.
Yeah, I know, it's..._Yeah, it's called Satellite Of Love.
Yeah.
Take care of yourself, Brennan.
Yeah, you, too.
-Where were we?_-You were telling us about the...
-Satellite Of Love._-Yeah. Yeah.
That's what we were talking about.
That's my favorite one!
Yeah, it's a good tune.
Yes! We got the Viet Cong, fellas._We got the Viet Cong here!
I need suppressive fire,_but I can handle it.
I think I got this under control.
-Your friend Eric boned you, huh?_-Yeah.
How are you gonna_pull off New York now?
I can't pull it off. I'm stuck here.
What's the point of being a writer_or an artist anyway?
Herman Melville wrote_fucking Moby Dick,
and he was so poor and forgotten_by the time he died
that in his obituary,_they called him Henry Melville.
You know? Like, why bother?
They're just gonna forget_our fucking names anyway.
Viet Cong, Viet Cong! I'm coming!
I got it!
I heard Em went back to New York.
I wish it didn't end like that._I should've...
I don't know.
Get behind me. Boom!
I got 2! There's 1! There's 2!_What's that?
Boom! Boom! Boom, baby, boom!
Your Herman Melville story,_that's bullshit.
It's true. They called him Henry.
No, I mean he wrote_a 700-page allegorical novel
about the whaling industry._I think he was...
I think he was_a pretty passionate guy, Joel.
I hope they call me Henry_when I die, too.
Yeah? One can only hope.
Brennan, don't get all drunk_and fall asleep.
-Why?_-Because I'll jack off on your face.
-Okay, I'm gonna go._-What?
I'll see you around, Frigo.
All right.
Good luck with him. Even.
Good one!
That was nice, Brennan. That was nice.
That must have hurt.
Look me in the eye
Then tell me that I'm satisfied
Hey, are you satisfied?
And it goes so slowly on
Everything I've ever wanted
Tell me what's wrong
Look me in the eye
And tell me that I'm satisfied
Were you satisfied?
Hi. I just got off the bus._I'm a New Yorker now.
I guess I should_probably buy an umbrella.
I don't think I can see you.
What?
This summer was rough.
I did things that I really, really regret.
Yeah, me, too.
I'm sorry I told Lisa P._about you and Connell.
She, you know,_told the rest of the world, but...
I'm not gonna lie._I was really angry at you,
but you didn't deserve that.
You know, James,
I am so sorry for fucking this up.
You know, you were the only good_thing that happened this summer.
Wait, Em.
I think I maybe see you_a little differently than you see yourself.
Yes, I see the person who fucked up,_but I also see the person
who saved me from being knifed_over a giant-ass panda,
who introduced me_to psychotropic-chocolate-chip cookies,
and who stood up for Joel, and_who doesn't make apologies for herself.
Look, my theory is you can't just avoid_everybody you screw up with.
And you should trust me._I'm a New Yorker.
-You are soaking wet._-Yeah.
Do you have anything else_you can wear?
I'll check.
-Do you want some tea?_-Yeah.
No, everything in here is soaking wet.
-Here._-Thanks.
So you're going to Columbia?
No. No. Maybe next year. No.
Why?
I wrecked my dad's car,_and I lost all my carny money.
So what's the plan?
I'm gonna crash at the Y for a week._I'm gonna look for a shitty job and...
I don't know.
Here. Give me your shirt.
-I'll get you another shirt._-Thanks.
Hey, Em.
I really missed you.
You wanna wear this?
I... No. No._I never wanna see that again.
Why do you have that?_Why do you have that stupid shirt?
Is it okay that I did that?
Yeah.
-Are we doing this?_-I think so.
Okay, we are? Okay.
Okay.
## I'm standing here on the ground ##
## The sky above won't fall down ##
## See no evil in all directions ##
## Resolution of happiness ##
## Things have been dark ##_## For too long ##
## Don't change for you ##
## Don't change a thing for me ##
## Don't change for you ##
## Don't change a thing for me ##
## I found a love I had lost ##
## It was gone for too long ##
## Hear no evil in all directions ##
## Execution of bitterness ##
## Message received loud and clear ##
## Don't change for you ##
## Don't change a thing for me ##
## Don't change for you ##
## Don't change a thing for me ##
## I'm standing here on the ground ##
## The sky above won't fall down ##
## See no evil in all directions ##
## Resolution of happiness ##
## Things have been dark for too long ##
## Don't change for you ##
## Don't change a thing for me ##
## Don't change for you ##
## Don't change a thing for me ##
## Don't change for you ##
## Don't change a thing for me ##
## Do you like adventure?
Adventureland!
Adventureland totally rocks.
It's perfect for me, my wife, my family._It's great here. This is wonderful.
Adventureland is top shelf.
Adventureland.
Adventureland
We're gonna have some fun!
Adventureland
We're gonna have some fun!
It's a funtastic time.
We're gonna have fun!
Adventureland!

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_The Tesseract has awakened.
_The Tesseract has awakened.
It is on a little world, a human world.
They would wield its power,
but our ally knows its workings as they never will.
_He is ready to lead
_and our force, our Chitauri, will follow.
_A world will be his.
_The universe, yours.
_And the humans, what can they do but burn?
_All personnel,
_the evacuation order has been confirmed.
How bad is it?
That's the problem, sir. We don't know.
Dr Selvig read an energy surge from the Tesseract four hours ago.
NASA didn't authorise Selvig to go to test phase.
He wasn't testing it. He wasn't even in the room.
Spontaneous event.
It just turned itself on?
Where are the energy levels now?
Climbing. When Selvig couldn't shut it down, we ordered evac.
How long to get everyone out?
Campus should be clear in the next half-hour.
Do better.
Sir, evacuation may be futile.
We should tell them to go back to sleep?
If we can't control the Tesseract's energy,
there may not be a minimum safe distance.
I need you to make sure
the Phase 2 prototypes are shipped out.
Sir, is that really a priority right now?
Until such time as the world ends,
we will act as though it intends to spin on.
Clear out the tech below.
Every piece of Phase 2 on a truck and gone.
Yes, sir.
With me.
Talk to me, Doctor.
Director.
Is there anything we know for certain?
The Tesseract is misbehaving.
- Is that supposed to be funny?_- No, it's not funny at all.
The Tesseract is not only active, she's behaving.
I assume you pulled the plug.
She's an energy source.
We turn off the power, she turns it back on.
If she reaches peak level...
We prepared for this, Doctor. Harnessing energy from space.
But we don't have the harness.
My calculations are far from complete.
And she's throwing off interference, radiation.
Nothing harmful, low levels of gamma radiation.
That can be harmful.
Where's Agent Barton?
The Hawk?
Up in his nest, as usual.
_Agent Barton, report.
_I gave you this detail
_so you could keep a close eye on things.
Well, I see better from a distance.
Have you seen anything that might set this thing off?
Doctor, it's spiking again.
No one's come or gone.
And Selvig's clean.
No contacts, no IMs.
If there was any tampering, sir, it wasn't at this end.
At this end?
Yeah, the Cube is a doorway to the other end of space, right?
Doors open from both sides.
Not yet.
Sir, please put down the spear.
You have heart.
Please don't.
I still need that.
This doesn't have to get any messier.
Of course it does.
I've come too far for anything else.
I am Loki, of Asgard
and I am burdened with glorious purpose.
Loki,
brother of Thor.
We have no quarrel with your people.
An ant has no quarrel with a boot.
Are you planning to step on us?
I come with glad tidings
of a world made free.
Free from what?
Freedom.
Freedom is life's great lie.
Once you accept that, in your heart,
you will know peace.
Yeah, you say "peace,"
I kind of think you mean the other thing.
Sir, Director Fury is stalling.
This place is about to blow
and drop a hundred feet of rock on us.
He means to bury us.
Like the pharaohs of old.
He's right. The portal is collapsing in on itself.
We've got maybe two minutes before this goes critical.
Well, then.
I need these vehicles.
- Who's that?_- They didn't tell me.
_Hill!
Do you copy?
_Barton has turned.
They have the Tesseract! Shut them down!
Okay, let's go. No, leave it. Go!
We're clear upstairs, sir. You need to go.
_Director?
Director Fury, do you copy?
The Tesseract is with a hostile force.
I have men down. Hill?
A lot of men still under.
I don't know how many survivors.
_Sound a general call.
I want every living soul not working rescue
looking for that briefcase.
Roger that.
Coulson, get back to base. This is a Level Seven.
_As of right now,
we are at war.
What do we do?
This is not how I wanted this evening to go.
I know how you wanted this evening to go.
Believe me
this is better.
Who are you working for?
Lermentov, yes?
Does he think
we have to go through him
to move our cargo?
I thought General Solohob is in charge of the export business.
Solohob
a bagman, a front.
Your outdated information betrays you.
The famous Black Widow
and she turns out to be simply another pretty face.
You really think I'm pretty?
Tell Lermentov we don't need him
to move the tanks.
Tell him he is out.
Well...
...you may have to write it down.
It's for her.
You listen carefully
_You're at 1- 14 Silensky Plaza, 3rd floor.
_We have an F-22 exactly eight miles out.
_Put the woman on the phone, or I will blow up the block
_before you can make the lobby.
_- We need you to come in._- Are you kidding? I'm working.
_This takes precedence.
I'm in the middle of an interrogation.
This moron is giving me everything.
I don't give everything.
Look, you can't pull me out of this right now.
_Natasha...
Barton's been compromised.
Let me put you on hold.
Where is Barton now?
_- We don't know._- But he's alive?
We think so. I'll brief you on everything when you get back.
But first, we need you to talk to the big guy.
Coulson, you know that Stark trusts me about as far as he can throw me.
I've got Stark. You get the big guy.
Who are you?
Get out!
There is sickness here!
You're a doctor.
My father's not waking up!
He has a fever and he's moaning
but his eyes won't open.
Slow down.
My father...
Like them?
Please.
You should've got paid up front, Banner.
You know, for a man
who's supposed to be avoiding stress
you picked a hell of a place to settle.
Avoiding stress isn't the secret.
Then what is it? Yoga?
You brought me to the edge of the city. Smart.
I assume the whole place is surrounded.
Just you and me.
And your actress buddy?
Is she a spy, too? They start that young?
I did.
Who are you?
Natasha Romanoff.
Are you here to kill me, Ms Romanoff?
Because that's not going to work out for everyone.
No, of course not. I'm here on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D.
S.H.I.E.L.D.
How did they find me?
We never lost you, Doctor.
We've kept our distance.
Even helped keep some other interested parties
off your scent.
Why?
Nick Fury seems to trust you.
But now we need you to come in.
What if I say no?
I'll persuade you.
And what if the other guy says no?
You've been more than a year without an incident.
I don't think you want to break that streak.
Well, I don't every time get what I want.
Doctor, we're facing a potential global catastrophe.
Well, those I actively try to avoid.
This
is the Tesseract.
It has the potential energy to wipe out the planet.
What does Fury want me to do, swallow it?
He wants you to find it. It's been taken.
It emits a gamma signature that's too weak for us to trace.
There's no one that knows gamma radiation like you do.
If there was, that's where I'd be.
So, Fury isn't after the monster?
Not that he's told me.
And he tells you everything?
Talk to Fury. He needs you on this.
He needs me in a cage?
No one's going to put you in a...
Stop lying to me!
I'm sorry. That was mean.
I just wanted to see what you'd do.
Why don't we do this the easy way
where you don't use that
and the other guy doesn't make a mess.
Okay?
Natasha?
Stand down.
_We're good here.
Just you and me.
_This is out of line, Director.
_You're dealing with forces you can't control.
You ever been in a war, Councilman? In a firefight?
Did you feel an overabundance of control?
_You're saying that this Asgard is declaring war on our planet?
Not Asgard. Loki.
_He can't be working alone. What about the other one?
_His brother.
Our intelligence says Thor is not a hostile
but he's worlds away.
We can't depend on him to help, either.
It's up to us.
_Which is why you should be focusing on Phase 2.
_It was designed for exactly this...
Phase 2 isn't ready. Our enemy is.
We need a response team.
_The Avengers Initiative was shut down.
This isn't about the Avengers.
_We've seen the list.
_You're running the world's greatest covert security network
_and you're going to leave the fate of the human race
_to a handful of freaks.
I'm not leaving anything to anyone.
We need a response team.
These people may be isolated, unbalanced even
but I believe with the right push they can be exactly what we need.
_You believe?
_War isn't won by sentiment, Director.
No, it's won by soldiers.
_There's not enough time.
_I got to put her in the water!
_You won't be alone.
_Oh, my God.
_This guy is still alive!
Trouble sleeping?
I slept for 70 years, sir. I think I've had my fill.
Then you should be out, celebrating, seeing the world.
When I went under, the world was at war.
I wake up, they say we won.
They didn't say what we lost.
We've made some mistakes along the way.
Some, very recently.
Are you here with a mission, sir?
I am.
Trying to get me back in the world?
Trying to save it.
HYDRA's secret weapon.
Howard Stark fished that out of the ocean
when he was looking for you.
He thought what we think.
The Tesseract could be the key to unlimited sustainable energy.
That's something the world sorely needs.
Who took it from you?
He's called Loki.
He's not from around here.
There's a lot we'll have to bring you up to speed on
if you're in.
The world has gotten even stranger
than you already know.
At this point, I doubt anything would surprise me.
Ten bucks says you're wrong.
There's a debriefing packet
waiting for you back at your apartment.
Is there anything you can tell us about the Tesseract
that we ought to know now?
You should have left it in the ocean.
_Good to go on this end. The rest is up to you.
_You disconnected the transmission lines?
_Are we off the grid?
Stark Tower is about to become a beacon
of self-sustaining clean energy.
_Well, assuming the arc reactor takes over
_and it actually works.
_I assume.
Light her up.
_How does it look?
Like Christmas, but with more me.
_We've got to go wider on the public awareness campaign.
_You need to do some press.
_I'm in DC tomorrow,
_I'm working on the zoning for the next three buildings.
_Pepper, you're killing me. The moment, remember?
_Enjoy the moment.
_Get in here and I will.
_Sir, Agent Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D. Is on the line.
_I'm not in.
I'm actually out.
_Sir, I'm afraid he's insisting.
Grow a spine, Jarvis. I got a date.
Levels are holding steady, I think.
Of course they are. I was directly involved.
Which brings me to my next question.
How does it feel to be a genius?
Well, I really wouldn't know, now would I?
What do you mean? All this came from you.
No, all this came from that.
Give yourself some credit. Please.
Stark Tower is your baby.
Give yourself 12% of the credit.
12%?
An argument can be made for 15.
12%? My baby?
Well, I did do all the heavy lifting.
Literally, I lifted the heavy things.
And, sorry, but the security snafu?
That was on you.
- My private elevator..._- You mean our elevator?
...it was teeming with sweaty workmen.
I'm going to pay for that comment about percentages
in some subtle way later, aren't I?
It's not going to be that subtle.
I'll tell you what.
The next building is gonna say "Potts" on the tower.
On the lease.
Call your mom. Can you bunk over?
_Sir, the telephone.
_I'm afraid my protocols are being overridden.
_Mr Stark, we need to talk.
You have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark.
_- Please leave a message._- This is urgent.
Then leave it urgently.
Security breach. It's on you.
- Mr Stark._- Phil! Come in.
Phil?
I can't stay.
His first name is "Agent."
Come on in. We're celebrating.
Which is why he can't stay.
We need you to look this over as soon as possible.
I don't like being handed things.
That's fine, because I love to be handed things.
So, let's trade.
Thank you.
Official consulting hours are between 8 and 5
every other Thursday.
This isn't a consultation.
Is this about the Avengers?
Which I know nothing about.
The Avengers Initiative was scrapped, I thought.
And I didn't even qualify.
I didn't know that either.
Apparently I'm volatile, self-obsessed,
don't play well with others.
That I did know.
This isn't about personality profiles any more.
Whatever. Ms Potts, got a second?
Half a mo.
You know, I thought we were having a moment.
I was having 12% of a moment.
This seems serious. Phil's pretty shaken.
How would you know if it's... Why is he "Phil"?
What is all this?
This is
this.
I'm going to take the jet to DC tonight.
Tomorrow.
You have homework. You have a lot of homework.
Well, what if I didn't?
- Lf you didn't?_- Yeah.
You mean when you've finished?
Well, then...
Square deal. Fly safe.
Work hard.
So, any chance you're driving by LaGuardia?
- I can drop you._- Fantastic.
I want to hear
about the cellist. Is that still a thing?
She moved back to Portland.
What? Boo!
We're about 40 minutes out from home base, sir.
So, this Dr Banner was trying to replicate the serum they used on me?
A lot of people were.
You were the world's first superhero.
Banner thought gamma radiation might hold the key to unlocking
Erskine's original formula.
Didn't really go his way, did it?
Not so much.
When he's not that thing, though, the guy's like a Stephen Hawking.
He's like a smart person.
I gotta say,
it's an honour to meet you officially.
I've sort of met you. I mean,
I watched you while you were sleeping.
I mean, I was present
while you were unconscious from the ice.
You know, it's really just a huge honour
to have you on board this...
I hope I'm the man for the job.
Oh, you are. Absolutely.
We made some modifications to the uniform.
I had a little design input.
The uniform?
Aren't the stars and stripes a little
old-fashioned?
With everything that's happening
and the things that are about to come to light,
people might just need a little old-fashioned.
The Chitauri grow restless.
Let them gird themselves.
I will lead them in the glorious battle.
Battle?
Against the meagre might of Earth?
Glorious, not lengthy.
If your force is as formidable as you claim.
You question us?
You question him,
he who put the sceptre in your hand?
Who gave you ancient knowledge and new purpose
when you were cast out, defeated?
I was a king!
The rightful king of Asgard,
betrayed.
Your ambition is little
and born of childish need.
We look beyond the Earth
to the greater worlds the Tesseract will unveil.
You don't have the Tesseract yet.
I don't threaten.
But until I open the doors,
until your force is mine to command,
you are but words.
You will have your war, Asgardian.
If you fail,
if the Tesseract is kept from us,
there will be no realm, no barren moon,
no crevice where he cannot find you.
You think you know pain?
He will make you long for something sweet as pain.
Stow the captain's gear.
Yes, sir.
Agent Romanoff, Captain Rogers.
- Ma'am._- Hi.
They need you on the bridge.
They're starting the face-trace.
See you there.
It was quite the buzz around here, finding you in the ice.
I thought Coulson was gonna swoon.
Did he ask you to sign his Captain America trading cards yet?
Trading cards?
They're vintage. He's very proud.
Dr Banner.
Yeah, hi.
They told me you would be coming.
Word is, you can find the Cube.
Is that the only word on me?
Only word I care about.
It must be strange for you, all of this.
Well, this is actually kind of familiar.
Gentlemen, you might want to step inside in a minute.
It's going to get a little hard to breathe.
_Flight crew, secure the deck.
Is this a submarine?
Really?
They want me in a submerged, pressurised, metal container?
No, no, this is much worse.
Hover power check complete. Position cyclic.
Increase collective to 8.0%.
Preparing for maximum performance takeoff.
Increase output to capacity.
Power plant performing at capacity.
We are clear.
All engines operating.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Emergency Protocol 193.6 in effect.
- We are at level, sir._- Good.
Let's vanish.
Engage retro-reflection panels.
Reflection panels engaged.
Gentlemen.
Doctor, thank you for coming.
Thanks for asking nicely.
So, how long am I staying?
Once we get our hands on the Tesseract,
you're in the wind.
Where are you with that?
We're sweeping every wirelessly accessible
camera on the planet.
Cell phones, laptops...
If it's connected to a satellite, it's eyes and ears for us.
That's still not gonna find them in time.
You have to narrow your field.
How many spectrometers do you have access to?
- How many are there?_- Call every lab you know.
Tell them to put the spectrometers on the roof
and calibrate them for gamma rays.
I'll rough out a tracking algorithm, basic cluster recognition.
At least we could rule out a few places.
Do you have somewhere for me to work?
Agent Romanoff,
could you show Dr Banner to his laboratory, please?
You're gonna love it, Doc. We got all the toys.
Put it over there.
Where did you find all these people?
S.H.I.E.L.D. Has no shortage of enemies, Doctor.
Is this the stuff you need?
Yeah, iridium.
It's found in meteorites. It forms anti-protons.
It's very hard to get hold of.
Especially if S.H.I.E.L.D. Knows you need it.
Well, I didn't know.
Hey!
The Tesseract has shown me so much.
It's more than knowledge. It's truth.
I know.
What did it show you, Agent Barton?
My next target.
Tell me what you need.
I need a distraction.
And an eyeball.
I mean, if it's not too much trouble.
No, no. It's fine.
It's a vintage set.
It took me a couple of years to collect them all.
Near mint.
Slight foxing around the edges, but...
We got a hit. A 67% match.
Wait. Cross match, 79%.
Location?
Stuttgart, Germany. 28 Königstrasse.
He's not exactly hiding.
Captain,
you're up.
Kneel before me.
I said
kneel!
Is not this simpler?
Is this not your natural state?
It's the unspoken truth of humanity,
that you crave subjugation.
The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy
in a mad scramble for power,
for identity.
You were made to be ruled.
In the end,
you will always kneel.
Not to men like you.
There are no men like me.
There are always men like you.
Look to your elder, people.
Let him be an example.
You know, the last time I was in Germany,
and saw a man standing above everybody else,
we ended up disagreeing.
The soldier.
The man out of time.
I'm not the one who's out of time.
_Loki, drop the weapon and stand down.
Kneel.
Not today!
The guy's all over the place.
_Agent Romanoff. You miss me?
_Make your move, Reindeer Games.
_Make your move, Reindeer Games.
_Good move.
Mr Stark.
_Captain.
_Is he saying anything?
Not a word.
_Just get him here. We're low on time.
I don't like it.
What, Rock of Ages giving up so easily?
I don't remember it being that easy.
This guy packs a wallop.
Still, you are pretty spry for an older fellow.
What's your thing, Pilates?
What?
It's like calisthenics.
You might have missed a couple of things
doing time as a Capsicle.
Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in.
Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you.
Where's this coming from?
What's the matter? Are you scared of a little lightning?
I'm not overly fond of what follows.
What are you doing?
_And now there's that guy.
Another Asgardian?
_- That guy's a friendly?_- Doesn't matter.
_If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost.
Stark, we need a plan of attack!
_I have a plan. Attack.
I'd sit this one out, Cap.
I don't see how I can.
These guys come from legend. They're basically gods.
There's only one God, ma'am.
And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that.
Where is the Tesseract?
I missed you, too.
Do I look to be in a gaming mood?
You should thank me.
With the Bifrost gone, how much dark energy
did the Allfather have to muster to conjure you here
to your precious Earth?
I thought you dead.
Did you mourn?
We all did. Our father...
Your father.
He did tell you my true parentage, did he not?
We were raised together.
We played together, we fought together.
Do you remember none of that?
I remember a shadow.
Living in the shade of your greatness.
I remember you tossing me into an abyss.
I, who was, and should be, king!
So you take the world I love as a recompense
for your imagined slights?
No. The Earth is under my protection, Loki.
And you're doing a marvellous job with that.
The humans slaughter each other in droves
while you idly fret.
I mean to rule them, as why should I not?
You think yourself above them?
Well, yes.
Then you miss the truth of ruling, brother.
A throne would suit you ill.
I've seen worlds you've never known about!
I have grown, Odinson, in my exile.
I have seen the true power of the Tesseract,
and when I wield it...
Who showed you this power?
Who controls the would-be king?
- I am a king!_- Not here!
You give up the Tesseract!
You give up this poisonous dream!
You come home.
I don't have it.
You need the Cube to bring me home.
But I've sent it off, I know not where.
You listen well, brother.
I'm listening.
Do not touch me again.
Then don't take my stuff.
You have no idea what you're dealing with.
Shakespeare in the Park?
Doth Mother know you wear-eth her drapes?
This is beyond you, metal man.
Loki will face Asgardian justice.
He gives up the Cube, he's all yours. Until then,
_stay out of the way.
_Tourist.
Okay.
Power at 400% capacity.
How about that?
Hey!
That's enough.
Now, I don't know what you plan on doing here.
I've come here to put an end to Loki's schemes.
Then prove it. Put that hammer down.
Yeah... No.
_Bad call. He loves his hammer.
You want me to put the hammer down?
Are we done, here?
In case it's unclear,
if you try to escape,
if you so much as scratch that glass,
it's 30,000 feet straight down in a steel trap.
You get how that works?
Ant, boot.
It's an impressive cage.
Not built, I think, for me.
Built for something a lot stronger than you.
Oh, I've heard.
_A mindless beast.
_Makes play he's still a man.
_How desperate are you,
_that you call on such lost creatures to defend you?
_How desperate am I?
You threaten my world with war.
You steal a force you can't hope to control.
You talk about peace, and you kill because it's fun.
You have made me very desperate.
You might not be glad that you did.
It burns you to have come so close.
To have the Tesseract, to have power,
unlimited power.
And for what?
A warm light for all mankind to share.
A warm light for all mankind to share.
And then to be reminded what real power is.
Well, let me know if "real power" wants a magazine or something.
He really grows on you, doesn't he?
Loki's gonna drag this out.
So, Thor, what's his play?
He has an army called the Chitauri.
They're not of Asgard, nor any world known.
He means to lead them against your people.
They will win him the Earth,
in return, I suspect, for the Tesseract.
An army
from outer space.
So, he's building another portal.
That's what he needs Erik Selvig for.
Selvig?
- He's an astrophysicist._- He's a friend.
Loki has him under some kind of spell,
along with one of ours.
I want to know why Loki let us take him.
He's not leading an army from here.
I don't think we should be focusing on Loki.
That guy's brain is a bag full of cats.
You could smell crazy on him.
Have care how you speak.
Loki is beyond reason, but he is of Asgard.
And he is my brother.
He killed 80 people in two days.
He's adopted.
I think it's about the mechanics.
Iridium... What do they need the iridium for?
It's a stabilising agent.
I'm just saying, pick a weekend.
I'll fly you to Portland.
Keep love alive.
It means the portal won't collapse on itself
like it did at S.H.I.E.L.D.
No hard feelings, Point Break. You've got a mean swing.
Also, it means the portal can open as wide
and stay open as long, as Loki wants.
Raise the mizzenmast. Jib the topsails.
_That man is playing Galaga.
He thought we wouldn't notice, but we did.
How does Fury even see these?
He turns.
Sounds exhausting.
The rest of the raw materials,
Agent Barton can get his hands on pretty easily.
The only major component he still needs
is a power source of high-energy density.
Something to kick-start the Cube.
When did you become an expert in thermonuclear astrophysics?
Last night.
The packet, Selvig's notes, the extraction theory papers.
Am I the only one who did the reading?
Does Loki need any particular kind of power source?
He would have to heat the Cube to 120-million Kelvin
just to break through the Coulomb barrier.
Unless Selvig has figured out how to stabilise
the quantum tunnelling effect.
Well, if he could do that,
he could achieve heavy ion fusion at any reactor on the planet.
Finally, someone who speaks English.
Is that what just happened?
It's good to meet you, Dr Banner.
Your work on antielectron collisions is unparalleled.
And I'm a huge fan of the way you lose control
and turn into an enormous green rage-monster.
Thanks.
Dr Banner is only here to track the Cube.
I was hoping you might join him.
I would start with that stick of his.
It may be magical,
but it works an awful lot like a HYDRA weapon.
I don't know about that, but it is powered by the Cube.
And I would like to know how Loki used it
to turn two of the sharpest men I know
into his personal flying monkeys.
Monkeys? I do not understand.
I do.
I understood that reference.
Shall we play, Doctor?
This way, sir.
The gamma readings are definitely consistent
with Selvig's reports of the Tesseract.
But it's going to take weeks to process.
If we bypass their mainframe
and direct route to the Homer cluster,
we can clock this at around 600 teraflops.
All I packed was a toothbrush.
You know, you should come by Stark Tower sometime.
Top ten floors, all R&D.
You'd love it. It's Candy Land.
Thanks, but the last time I was in New York,
I kind of broke Harlem.
Well, I promise a stress-free environment.
No tension, no surprises.
- Hey!_- Nothing?
Are you nuts?
Jury's out.
You really have got a lid on it, haven't you?
What's your secret?
Mellow jazz, bongo drums, huge bag of weed?
Is everything a joke to you?
Funny things are.
Threatening the safety of everyone on this ship
isn't funny.
No offence, Doc.
It's all right, I wouldn't have come aboard
if I couldn't handle pointy things.
You're tip-toeing, big man. You need to strut.
And you need to focus on the problem, Mr Stark.
Do you think I'm not?
Why did Fury call us in? Why now? Why not before?
What isn't he telling us?
I can't do the equation unless I have all the variables.
You think Fury's hiding something?
He's a spy. Captain, he's "the" spy.
His secrets have secrets.
It's bugging him, too. Isn't it?
I just want to finish my work here, and...
Doctor?
A warm light for all mankind.
Loki's jab at Fury about the Cube.
I heard it.
I think that was meant for you.
Even if Barton didn't tell Loki about the tower,
it was still all over the news.
The Stark Tower? That big, ugly
building in New York?
It's powered by an arc reactor, a self-sustaining energy source.
That building will run itself for, what, a year?
It's just the prototype.
I'm kind of the only name in clean energy right now.
That's what he's getting at.
So, why didn't S.H.I.E.L.D. Bring him in on the Tesseract project?
What are they doing in the energy business
in the first place?
I should probably look into that once my decryption programme
finishes breaking into all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secure files.
I'm sorry. Did you say...
Jarvis has been running it since I hit the bridge.
In a few hours, I'll know every dirty secret
S.H.I.E.L.D. Has ever tried to hide.
Blueberry?
Yet you're confused about why they didn't want you around.
An intelligence organisation that fears intelligence?
Historically, not awesome.
I think Loki's trying to wind us up.
This is a man who means to start a war
and if we don't stay focused, he'll succeed.
We have orders. We should follow them.
Following's not really my style.
And you're all about style, aren't you?
Of the people in this room,
which one is, A, wearing a spangly outfit,
and, B, not of use?
Steve, tell me none of this smells a little funky to you.
Just find the Cube.
That's the guy my dad never shut up about?
I'm wondering if they shouldn't have kept him on ice.
The guy's not wrong about Loki.
He does have the jump on us.
What he's got is an Acme dynamite kit.
It's going to blow up in his face.
And I'm going to be there when it does.
Yeah. I'll read all about it.
Or you'll be suiting up with the rest of us.
You see, I don't get a suit of armour.
I'm exposed. Like a nerve.
It's a nightmare.
I've got a cluster of shrapnel trying every second
to crawl its way into my heart.
This stops it.
This little circle of light, it's part of me now,
not just armour.
It's a terrible privilege.
- But you can control it._- Because I learned how.
It's different.
Hey, I read all about your accident.
That much gamma exposure should have killed you.
So you're saying that the Hulk...
The other guy saved my life?
That's nice.
It's a nice sentiment. Saved it for what?
I guess we'll find out.
You may not enjoy that.
And you just might.
_As soon as Loki took the doctor,
we moved Jane Foster.
They've got an excellent observatory in Tromsø.
She was asked to consult there very suddenly yesterday.
Handsome fee, private plane, very remote.
She'll be safe.
Thank you.
It's no accident, Loki taking Erik Selvig.
I dread what he plans for him once he's done.
Erik is a good man.
He talks about you a lot.
You changed his life.
You changed everything around here.
They were better as they were.
We pretend on Asgard that we're more advanced
but we come here, battling like bilge snipe.
- Like what?_- Bilge snipe.
You know, huge, scaly, big antlers.
- You don't have those?_- I don't think so.
Well, they are repulsive.
And they trample everything in their path.
When I first came to Earth, Loki's rage followed me here,
and your people paid the price.
And now, again.
In my youth, I courted war.
War hasn't started yet.
You think you could make Loki tell us
where the Tesseract is?
I do not know. Loki's mind is far afield.
It's not just power he craves, it's vengeance, upon me.
There's no pain would prise his need from him.
A lot of guys think that
until the pain starts.
What are you asking me to do?
I'm asking, what are you prepared to do?
Loki is a prisoner.
Then why do I feel like he's the only person on this boat
that wants to be here?
There's not many people who can sneak up on me.
But you figured I'd come.
After.
After whatever tortures Fury can concoct,
you would appear as a friend, as a balm.
And I would cooperate.
I want to know what you've done to Agent Barton.
I would say I've expanded his mind.
And once you've won,
once you're king of the mountain,
what happens to his mind?
Is this love, Agent Romanoff?
Love is for children. I owe him a debt.
Tell me.
Before I worked for S.H.I.E.L. D... I...
Well, I made a name for myself.
I have a very specific skill set.
I didn't care who I used it for, or on.
I got on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s radar in a bad way.
Agent Barton was sent to kill me.
He made a different call.
And what will you do if I vow to spare him?
Not let you out.
No, but I like this.
Your world in the balance, and you bargain for one man.
Regimes fall every day.
I tend not to weep over that. I'm Russian.
Or I was.
And what are you now?
It's really not that complicated.
I got red in my ledger, I'd like to wipe it out.
Can you?
Can you wipe out that much red?
Dreykov's daughter,
São Paulo,
the hospital fire?
Barton told me everything.
Your ledger is dripping. It's gushing red
and you think saving a man no more virtuous than yourself
will change anything?
This is the basest sentimentality.
This is a child at prayer.
Pathetic!
_You lie and kill
_in the service of liars and killers.
_You pretend to be separate, to have your own code,
_something that makes up for the horrors.
_But they are part of you.
_And they will never go away.
I won't touch Barton, not until I make him kill you.
Slowly, intimately,
in every way he knows you fear.
And then he'll wake just long enough to see his good work
and when he screams, I'll split his skull.
This is my bargain, you mewling quim.
You're a monster.
Oh, no.
You brought the monster.
So, Banner.
That's your play.
What?
Loki means to unleash the Hulk.
Keep Banner in the lab. I'm on my way.
Send Thor as well.
Thank you
for your cooperation.
What are you doing, Mr Stark?
Kind of been wondering the same thing about you.
You're supposed to be locating the Tesseract.
We are. The model's locked
and we're sweeping for the signature now.
When we get a hit,
we'll have the location within half a mile.
Yeah, then you get your Cube back. No muss, no fuss.
Yeah, then you get your Cube back. No muss, no fuss.
What is "Phase 2"?
Phase 2 is S.H.I.E.L.D. Uses the Cube to make weapons.
Sorry, computer was moving a little slow for me.
Rogers, we gathered everything related to the Tesseract.
This does not mean that we're making...
I'm sorry, Nick.
What were you lying?
I was wrong, Director.
The world hasn't changed a bit.
Did you know about this?
You want to think about removing yourself
from this environment, Doctor?
I was in Calcutta. I was pretty well removed.
Loki is manipulating you.
And you've been doing what, exactly?
You didn't come here because I bat my eyelashes at you.
Yes, and I'm not leaving
because suddenly you get a little twitchy.
I'd like to know why S.H.I.E.L.D.
Is using the Tesseract to build weapons of mass destruction.
Because of him.
Me?
Last year, Earth had a visitor from another planet
who had a grudge match that levelled a small town.
We learned that not only are we not alone
but we are hopelessly, hilariously, outgunned.
My people want nothing but peace with your planet.
But you're not the only people out there, are you?
And you're not the only threat.
The world's filling up with people who can't be matched,
that can't be controlled.
Like you controlled the Cube?
Your work with the Tesseract
is what drew Loki to it, and his allies.
It is a signal to all the realms
that the Earth is ready for a higher form of war.
A higher form?
You forced our hand.
We had to come up with something.
A nuclear deterrent.
Because that always calms everything right down.
Remind me again how you made your fortune, Stark.
I'm sure if he still made weapons, Stark would be neck-deep...
Hold on. How is this now about me?
I'm sorry, isn't everything?
I thought humans were more evolved than this.
Excuse me, did we come to your planet and blow stuff up?
You treat your champions with such mistrust.
Are you boys really that naïve?
S.H.I.E.L.D. Monitors potential threats.
Captain America's on threat watch?
We all are.
Wait, you're on that list?
Are you above or below angry bees?
Stark, so help me God, if you make one more wisecrack...
Threat! Verbal threat. I feel threatened.
- Show some respect._- Respect what?
_Transport Six-Six-Bravo, please relay confirm codes.
_I've got you on the computer, but not on the day log.
_What is your haul? Over.
_Arms and ammunition. Over.
You speak of control, yet you court chaos.
That's his M.O., isn't it?
I mean, what are we, a team?
No, we're a chemical mixture that makes chaos.
We're a time bomb.
You need to step away.
Why shouldn't the guy let off a little steam?
You know damn well why. Back off!
I'm starting to want you to make me.
Yeah. Big man in a suit of armour.
Take that off, what are you?
Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.
I know guys with none of that worth ten of you.
I've seen the footage.
The only thing you really fight for is yourself.
You're not the guy to make the sacrifice play,
to lay down on a wire and let the other guy crawl over you.
I think I would just cut the wire.
Always a way out.
You may not be a threat
but you better stop pretending to be a hero.
A hero? Like you?
You're a laboratory experiment, Rogers.
Everything special about you came out of a bottle.
Put on the suit. Let's go a few rounds.
You people are so petty and tiny.
Yeah, this is a team.
Agent Romanoff, would you escort
Dr Banner back to his...
Where? You rented my room.
The cell was just in case...
In case you needed to kill me.
But you can't. I know, I tried.
I got low. I didn't see an end.
So, I put a bullet in my mouth, and the other guy spit it out.
So I moved on.
I focused on helping other people. I was good.
Until you dragged me back into this freak show
and put everyone here at risk.
You want to know my secret, Agent Romanoff?
You want to know how I stay calm?
Dr Banner,
put down the sceptre.
Got it.
Sorry, kids,
you don't get to see my party trick after all.
You located the Tesseract?
I could get there fastest.
The Tesseract belongs on Asgard. No human is a match for it.
- You're not going alone._- You're gonna stop me?
Put on the suit, let's find out.
I'm not afraid to hit an old man.
Put on the suit.
Oh, my God.
Put on the suit.
Yeah.
_All hands to stations.
_- Hill!_- External detonation.
Number three engine is down.
We've been hit.
- Can they get it running?_- Fire in engine three!
Talk to me.
Turbine looks mostly intact
but it's impossible to get out there to make repairs
while we're in the air.
If we lose one more engine, we won't be.
Somebody's got to get outside and patch that engine.
_- Stark, you copy that?_- I'm on it.
_Coulson, initiate defensive lockdown in the detention section
_then get to the armoury.
Romanoff?
We're okay.
We're okay, right?
- Keep that engine down!_- Yes, sir.
Detention, wait for cameras to go dark.
- Got it._- Stay close.
Let's go, Level 4.
Engine three. I'll meet you there.
Doctor?
Bruce?
You got to fight it. This is just what Loki wants.
We're going to be okay. Listen to me.
Are you hurt?
We're going to be okay. All right?
I swear on my life, I will get you out of this.
You will walk away and never ever...
Your life?
Bruce.
Bring the carrier about to a 1-8-0, heading south!
Bring the carrier about to a 1-8-0, heading south!
- Take us to the water!_- We're flying blind.
Navigation's recalibrating after the engine failure.
Is the sun coming up?
- Yes, sir._- Then put it on the left.
Get us over water.
One more turbine goes down, and we drop.
Thanks.
Stark!
Stark, I'm here!
_Good.
_Let's see what we've got.
I got to get this superconducting coolant system
back online
before I can access the rotors,
work on dislodging the debris.
_I need you to get to that engine control panel
_and tell me which relays are in overload position.
_What does it look like in there?
It seems to run on some form of electricity.
Well, you're not wrong.
We are not your enemies, Banner.
Try to think!
_Okay, the relays are intact.
What's our next move?
_Even if I clear the rotors,
_this thing won't re-engage without a jump.
I'm going to have to get in there and push.
If that thing gets up to speed, you'll get shredded.
That stator control unit can reverse the polarity
long enough to disengage maglev and that could...
Speak English!
You see that red lever?
_It will slow the rotors down long enough for me to get out.
Stand by it. Wait for my word.
We need full evac on the lower hangar bay.
Grenade!
_We've got a perimeter breach!
_Hostiles are in S.H.I.E.L.D. Gear.
_Call-outs at every junction.
_We have the Hulk and Thor on Research Level 4.
_Levels 2 and 3 are dark.
Sir, the Hulk will tear this place apart!
Get his attention.
Escort 6-0, proceed to Wishbone and engage hostile.
_Don't get too close.
_Copy.
_Target acquired.
_Target engaged.
_Target angry, target angry!
They're not getting through here, so what the hell...
_Engine one is now in shut-down.
We are in an uncontrolled descent.
_Sir, we've lost all power in engine one.
_It's Barton. He took out our systems.
_He's headed for the detention level.
_Does anybody copy?
This is Agent Romanoff.
I copy.
_Stark, we're losing altitude.
Yeah, I noticed.
No!
Are you ever not going to fall for that?
The humans think us immortal.
Should we test that?
Move away, please.
You like this?
We started working on the prototype after you sent the Destroyer.
Even I don't know what it does.
Do you want to find out?
No!
Natasha?
You're going to lose.
Am I?
It's in your nature.
Your heroes are scattered.
Your floating fortress falls from the sky.
Where is my disadvantage?
You lack conviction.
I don't think I'm...
So, that's what it does.
_All hands to crash stations immediately.
Cap, hit the lever.
I need a minute here!
Lever
now!
_Help!
Sorry, boss.
The god rabbited.
Just stay awake.
Eyes on me.
No, I'm clocking out here.
Not an option.
It's okay, boss.
This was never gonna work
if they didn't have something
to...
_Agent Coulson is down.
_A medical team is on its way to your location.
_They're here.
_They called it.
These were in Phil Coulson's jacket.
I guess he never did get you to sign them.
We're dead in the air up here.
Our communications, the location of the Cube,
Banner, Thor...
I got nothing for you.
I lost my one good eye.
Maybe I had that coming.
Yes,
we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract.
I never put all my chips on that number, though
because I was playing something even riskier.
There was an idea, Stark knows this,
called the Avengers Initiative.
The idea was to bring together a group
of remarkable people
to see if they could become something more.
To see if they could work together when we needed them to,
to fight the battles that we never could.
Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea.
In heroes.
Well,
it's an old-fashioned notion.
_You fell out of the sky.
Did I hurt anybody?
There's nobody around here to get hurt.
You did scare the hell out of some pigeons, though.
Lucky.
Or just good aim.
You were awake when you fell.
- You saw?_- The whole thing.
Right through the ceiling.
Big and green and buck-ass nude.
Here.
Didn't think those would fit you until you shrunk down
to a regular-size feller.
Thank you.
Are you an alien?
What?
From outer space, an alien.
No.
Well, then, son, you've got a condition.
Clint. You're going to be all right.
You know that?
Is that what you know?
I've got no window.
I have to flush him out.
You got to level out. It's going to take time.
You don't understand.
Have you ever had someone take your brain and play?
Pull you out and stuff something else in?
Do you know what it's like to be unmade?
You know that I do.
Why am I back?
How did you get him out?
Cognitive recalibration.
I hit you really hard on the head.
Thanks.
Natasha...
How many agents did I...
Don't.
Don't do that to yourself, Clint.
This is Loki.
This is monsters and magic,
and nothing we were ever trained for.
Loki, did he get away?
Yeah.
I don't suppose you know where.
I didn't need to know.
I didn't ask.
He's going to make his play soon, though.
Today.
We got to stop him.
Yeah? Who's "we"?
I don't know. Whoever's left.
Well,
if I put an arrow through Loki's eye socket,
I would sleep better, I suppose.
Now you sound like you.
But you don't.
You're a spy, not a soldier.
Now you want to wade into a war. Why?
What did Loki do to you?
He didn't. I just...
Natasha.
I've been compromised.
I got red in my ledger.
I would like to wipe it out.
Was he married?
No.
There was a cellist, I think.
I'm sorry.
He seemed like a good man.
He was an idiot.
Why? For believing?
For taking on Loki alone.
He was doing his job.
He was out of his league. He should have waited.
He should have...
Sometimes there isn't a way out, Tony.
Right, I've heard that before.
Is this the first time you lost a soldier?
We are not soldiers.
I'm not marching to Fury's fife.
Neither am I.
He's got the same blood on his hands that Loki does.
But right now, we got to put that behind us
and get this done.
Loki needs a power source.
If we can put together a list...
He made it personal.
That's not the point.
That is the point. That's Loki's point.
He hit us all right where we live. Why?
To tear us apart.
Yeah, divide and conquer is great
but he knows he has to take us out to win, right?
That's what he wants.
He wants to beat us, he wants to be seen doing it.
He wants an audience.
Right. I caught his act in Stuttgart.
Yeah, that was just previews. This is opening night.
And Loki, he's a full-tilt diva, right?
He wants flowers, he wants parades.
He wants a monument built to the skies with his name plastered...
Son of a bitch.
Time to go.
- Go where?_- I'll tell you on the way.
Can you fly one of those jets?
I can.
You got a suit?
Yeah.
Then suit up.
Hey, you guys aren't authorised to be in here.
Son, just don't.
Sir.
Agent Hill.
Those cards,
they were in Coulson's locker, not in his jacket.
They needed the push.
_We have an unauthorised departure from Bay 6.
They found him.
Get our communications back up, whatever you have to do.
- I want eyes on everything._- Yes, sir.
_Sir, I've turned off the arc reactor
_but the device is already self-sustaining.
_Shut it down, Dr Selvig.
It's too late!
She can't stop now.
She wants to show us something!
A new universe.
_Okay.
_The barrier is pure energy.
_It's unbreachable.
_Yeah, I got that.
_Plan B.
_Sir, the Mark 7 is not ready for deployment.
Then skip the spinning rims. We're on the clock.
Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity.
Actually, I'm planning to threaten you.
You should have left your armour on for that.
Yeah.
It's seen a bit of mileage,
and you've got the glow stick of destiny.
Would you like a drink?
Stalling me won't change anything.
No, no. Threatening.
No drink? Are you sure?
I'm having one.
The Chitauri are coming. Nothing will change that.
What have I to fear?
The Avengers.
That's what we call ourselves. We're sort of like a team.
Earth's mightiest heroes-type thing.
Yes, I've met them.
Yeah.
It takes us a while to get any traction,
I'll give you that one.
But let's do a head count, here.
Your brother, the demigod,
a super soldier, a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend.
A man with breathtaking anger-management issues,
a couple of master assassins, and you, big fella,
you've managed to piss off every single one of them.
That was the plan.
Not a great plan.
When they come,
and they will,
they'll come for you.
I have an army.
We have a Hulk.
I thought the beast had wandered off.
You're missing the point. There is no throne.
There is no version of this where you come out on top.
Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us,
but it's all on you.
Because if we can't protect the Earth,
you can be damn well sure we'll avenge it.
How will your friends have time for me
when they are so busy fighting you?
This usually works.
Well, performance issues, it's not uncommon.
One out of five...
Jarvis, anytime now.
Jarvis, anytime now.
You will all fall before me.
Deploy!
Deploy!
_And there's one other person you pissed off.
_His name was Phil.
Right.
Army.
Loki!
Turn off the Tesseract, or I'll destroy it.
You can't.
There is no stopping it.
There is only
the war.
So be it.
_Stark, we're on your three, headed northeast.
What? Did you stop for drive-through?
Swing up Park. I'm going to lay them out for you.
_Sir, we have more incoming.
Fine. Let's keep them occupied.
- Nat?_- I see him.
We got to get back up there.
Stark, are you seeing this?
_Seeing. Still working on believing.
Where's Banner? Has he shown up yet?
_Banner?
Just keep me posted.
_Jarvis, find me a soft spot.
Look at this!
Look around you!
You think this madness will end with your rule?
It's too late.
It's too late to stop it.
No. We can, together.
Sentiment.
We've got civilians still trapped up here.
Loki.
They're fish in a barrel down there.
We got this. It's good. Go.
Do you think you can hold them off?
Captain,
it would be my genuine pleasure.
Just like Budapest all over again.
You and I remember Budapest very differently.
It's going to be an hour
before they can scramble the National Guard.
National Guard?
Does the army know what's happening here?
Do we?
You need men in these buildings.
There are people inside and they're going to be running
right into the line of fire.
You take them to the basements or through the subway.
You keep them off the streets.
I need a perimeter as far back as 39th.
Why the hell should I take orders from you?
I need men in those buildings.
Lead the people down and away from the streets.
We're going to set up a perimeter all the way down to 39th Street.
Well, we got its attention.
_What the hell was step two?
What's the story upstairs?
The power surrounding the Cube is impenetrable.
_Thor's right. We got to deal with these guys.
- How do we do this?_- As a team.
I have unfinished business with Loki.
Yeah? Well, get in line.
Save it.
Loki's going to keep this fight focused on us,
and that's what we need.
Without him, these things could run wild.
We got Stark up top. He's going to need us to...
So, this all seems horrible.
I've seen worse.
Sorry.
No, we could use a little worse.
_- Stark, we got him._- Banner?
Just like you said.
Then tell him to suit up. I'm bringing the party to you.
I don't see how that's a party.
Dr Banner.
Now might be a really good time for you to get angry.
That's my secret, Captain.
I'm always angry.
_Hold on!
Send the rest.
Guys.
_Call it, Captain.
All right, listen up.
Until we can close that portal, our priority is containment.
Barton, I want you on that roof.
Eyes on everything. Call out patterns and strays.
Stark, you got the perimeter.
Anything gets more than three blocks out,
you turn it back or you turn it to ash.
_- Can you give me a lift?_- Right.
_Better clench up, Legolas.
Thor, you got to try and bottleneck that portal.
Slow them down.
You got the lightning. Light the bastards up.
You and me, we stay here on the ground.
We keep the fighting here.
And Hulk...
Smash.
Sir.
The Council is on.
Stark, you got a lot of strays sniffing your tail.
I'm just trying to keep them off the streets.
Well, they can't bank worth a damn.
So find a tight corner.
I will roger that.
Oh, boy.
Nice call.
What else you got?
_Thor is taking on a squadron down on Sixth.
And he didn't invite me.
Captain, none of this is going to mean a damn thing
if we don't close that portal.
Our biggest guns couldn't touch it.
Well, maybe it's not about guns.
If you want to get up there, you're going to need a ride.
I got a ride.
I could use a boost, though.
Are you sure about this?
Yeah. It's gonna be fun.
Okay, turn, turn.
Less! Less!
_Captain, the bank on 42nd past Madison.
_They've cornered a lot of civilians in there.
I'm on it.
Everyone! Clear out!
_Director Fury,
_the Council has made a decision.
I recognise the Council has made a decision.
But given that it's a stupid-ass decision,
I have elected to ignore it.
_Director, you're closer than any of our subs.
_You scramble that jet...
That is the island of Manhattan, Councilman.
Until I'm certain my team can't hold it,
I will not order a nuclear strike
against a civilian population.
_If we don't hold them here, we lose everything.
If I send that bird out, we already have.
You.
Hawkeye!
Nat, what are you doing?
A little help?
I got him.
Enough!
You are, all of you, beneath me!
I am a god, you dull creature.
And I will not be bullied by...
Puny god.
The sceptre...
Doctor.
Loki's sceptre. The energy.
The Tesseract can't fight,
but you can't protect against yourself.
It's not your fault.
You didn't know what you were doing.
Actually, I think I did.
I built in a safety to cut their power source.
Loki's sceptre.
It may be able to close the portal.
And I'm looking right at it.
_Sir, we will lose power before we penetrate that shell.
Jarvis, you ever hear the tale of Jonah?
_I wouldn't consider him a role model.
_Director Fury is no longer in command.
_Override order 7-Alpha- 1- 1.
_7- Alpha- 1- 1, confirmed. We're go for takeoff.
Sir, we have a bird in motion!
Anyone on the deck, we have a rogue bird.
We need to shut it down!
Repeat, takeoff is not authorised.
Stark, do you hear me?
You have a missile headed straight for the city.
_How long?
_Three minutes, max.
_The payload will wipe out Midtown.
Jarvis, put everything we got into the thrusters.
_I just did.
_Package is sent.
_Detonation in 2 minutes, 30 seconds, mark.
Are you ready for another bout?
What, are you getting sleepy?
Right at the crown!
I can close it.
Can anybody copy?
I can shut the portal down.
_- Do it!_- No, wait.
Stark, these things are still coming.
I got a nuke coming in.
It's gonna blow in less than a minute.
And I know just where to put it.
_Stark, you know that's a one-way trip.
Save the rest for the turn, J.
_Sir, shall I try Miss Potts?
Might as well.
_The streets of New York City have become a battleground.
_The Army is here trying to contain the violence
_but clearly, it is outmatched.
_And I have to say, in all my years of reporting,
_I have never seen anything like this.
_We have limited information on the team
_but we do know that billionaire Tony Stark's Iron Man...
Come on, Stark.
Close it.
Son of a gun.
He's not slowing down.
Is he breathing?
What the hell?
What just happened?
Please tell me nobody kissed me.
We won.
All right, yay!
Hurray. Good job, guys.
Let's just not come in tomorrow. Let's just take a day.
Have you ever tried shawarma?
There's a shawarma joint about two blocks from here.
I don't know what it is, but I want to try it.
We're not finished yet.
And then shawarma after.
If it's all the same to you,
I'll have that drink now.
_Despite the devastation of what has been confirmed
_as an extraterrestrial attack,
_the extraordinary heroics
_of the group known as the Avengers
_has been to many a cause not only for comfort,
_but for celebration.
_It's just really great knowing they're out there.
_That someone is watching over us.
_I love you, Thor!
_And then these guys were like...
_And then the air goes...
_And this green guy walks up and he goes...
_I don't know.
_I don't exactly feel safer with those things out there.
_It just seems that there's a lot they're not telling us.
_Superheroes in New York? Give me a break.
_These so-called "heroes"
_have to be held responsible
_for the destruction done to this city.
_This was their fight. Where are they now?
_Tough questions are being asked about the Avengers themselves.
_Tough questions are being asked about the Avengers themselves.
_Their sudden appearance
_and equally sudden disappearance...
_What, this is all somehow their fault?
_Captain America saved my life.
_Wherever he is, and wherever any of them are,
_I would just...
_I would want to say thank you.
_Where are the Avengers?
I'm not currently tracking their whereabouts.
I'd say they've earned a leave of absence.
_And the Tesseract?
_The Tesseract is where it belongs.
_Out of our reach.
_That's not your call.
I didn't make it.
I just didn't argue with the god that did.
_So, you let him take it
_and the war criminal, Loki,
_who should be answering for his crime.
_I think he will be.
_I don't think you understand what you've started,
_letting the Avengers loose on this world.
_They're dangerous.
_They surely are, and the whole world knows it.
Every world knows it.
_Was that the point of all this?
_A statement?
_A promise.
_Sir, how does it work now?
They've gone their separate ways.
Some, pretty extremely far.
If we get into a situation like this again,
what happens then?
They'll come back.
Are you really sure about that?
I am.
Why?
Because we'll need them to.
Humans.
They are not the cowering wretches we were promised.
They stand.
They are unruly, and therefore cannot be ruled.
To challenge them
is to court death.

INDICE

ANARCHY FOR THE U.K., All along the watchtower , ANGIE, 12 jul 2018 bold recruitment.txt

all right now,ACE OF SPADES

BEOWULF MOVIE

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Hrothgar! Hrothgar!.Hrothgar! Hrothgar...
I want mead..Give me some mead, my queen.
Thank you, my beautiful queen.
This is how it works, Aesher..After you die, you wouldn't really be dead.
Providing you accepted Him as.the one and only God.
Back, back!
Faster, faster, faster!
I wanna a kiss. Give me a kiss..I wanna kiss you. - Stop it!
My fays, my beautiful fays..One year ago, I, Hrothgar your king,
swore that we would celebrate our victories.in a new hall. Mighty and beautifull.
Why not?
And in this hall we shall.divide the spoils of our conquest,
the gold and the treasure. And this shall.be a place of merriment, joy and fornication.
From now until the end of time..I name this hall... HERAT!
Treasure,.let's hand out some treasure.
From the conquest..Unferth. For Unferth.
My wisest advisor, violator of virgins.and best and bravest of brave brawlers.
Where the hell are you, you weasel-faced bastard?.- I'm here my king.
Ungrateful lout!
Hrothgar! Hrothgar!.Hrothgar! Hrothgar...
He faced the demon dragon..Where other men would freeze.
And then, my God, he took his sword..And brought it to his knees.
Hrothgar! Hrothgar...
The greatest of our kings!.Hrothgar! Hrothgar!
He broke the dragon's wings..Hrothgar! Hrothgar!
The kingdom fell in darkness,.and shadows rule the light...
By the sign of dawn, He soldier on,.And brought us back to life.
Hrothgar! Hrothgar...
Mead! Mead!
You're spilling. Where's my mead?.You're spilling! You're spilling!
Idiot..How dare you waste king's mead.
He rode up like a saviour, when every hope is gone,.the beast was gone, the deed was done,
His men may live on,.Let every cup raise...
A sword. Give me a sword!
Sword! Sword!
Fight me!.Fight me!
Fight me!
You fight me! Damn you.
What was... that?.-Grendel.
Grendale, What have you done?.What have you done, Grendale?
Moth-er?
Fish, and wolf, and bear,.a sheep or two. But not men.
Men ... they hurt us.
Men, Grendel..They have slain so many of our kind.
Man hurt me.
Was Hrothgar there?
Me hurt him not!
Good boy. Tender.
Mother.
Men, build another pyre..There's dry wood behind the stables.
Then burn the dead, and seal the hall..Close the doors and the windows.
And by the king's order, there shall be.no singing or marrymaking of any kind.
This place reeks of death.
The scops are singing the shame of Herot.as far south as the middle kingdom,
And as far North as the Ice-land.
I have let it be known that I will give.half the gold in my kingdom to any man
who can rid us of Grendel..-My king, for deliverance our people
sacrifice goats and sheep to Odin and Heimdall..With your permision
shall we also pray to the new Roman God,.Christ Jesus?
Perhaps He can lift our affliction.
No, Unferth, no. Gods will do nothing for us.that we will not do for ourselves.
What we need is a hero.
Hold on up!
Can you see the coast?.Can you see the Dane's guide-fire?
I see nothing but the wind and the rain.
No fire? No stars by which to navigate?.We're lost! Given to the sea!
The sea is my mother! She'll.never take me back into her murky womb!
My mother was a fishwife in Uppland..I was rather hoping to die in battle, as a warrior should.
The men are worried..The storm has no end, Beowulf...
It's no earthly storm! That much is for sure..But this demon's tempest won't hold us out.
if we really want IN!
Who wants to live!?.Then pull your oars!
Let's see you do it!.For Beowulf! For gold! For glory!
Heave! Heave!.Heave!
Hold up.
No.
Who are you? From your dress, you are warriors..Speak! Why should I not run you through right now!
We are Geats..I am Beowulf, son of Edgethow.
We've come seeking your prince, Hrothgar,.in friendship.
They say you have a monster here..They say your lands are cursed.
Is that what they say? -Bards sing of Hrothgar's shame.from the frozen north to the shores of Finland.
It is no shame to be accursed by demons..- I'm Beowulf!
And I'm here to kill your monster.
I thought there are no more heroes.foolish enough to come around here
and die for our gold.
If we die, it's be for glory,.not for gold.
My Lord, there are warriors outside..Geats. They are no beggars.
and their leader, Beowulf, is a....-Beowulf? Edgethow's little boy?
Beowulf, where is he?.Ah, there you are. Beowulf! welcome my boy. Welcome.
How is your father?.-Dead. Died in battle with sea-raiders, two winters' back.
He was a brave man. May I ask why have.you come to us from across the sea?
I come to kill your monster,.and to taste that famous mead of yours.
There have been many brave men,.who have come to taste my lord's mead.
And many who had sworn to rid.his hall of our nightmare.
but in the morning,.there was nothing left of any of them,
but blood to be cleaned from the floor....and the benches... and the walls.
I have drunk nothing. Yet..But I will kill your monster.
He will kill the monster! Did you hear that?.Grendel will die!
Grendel?.-The monster is called Grendel.
Then I will kill your Grendel..I, Beowulf, killed a tribe of giants on the Orkneys.
crushed the skulls of sea-serpents..And this... this troll of yours will trouble you no more.
A hero! A hero!.I knew that the sea would bring us a hero!
So, will you go up to the moors,.to dark pool by the cave and kill the monster in its den?
I have fourteen brave Thanes with me..We have been long at sea.
It is high time, mighty Hrothgar,.to break open your golden mead,
famed across the world,.and to feast in your legendary meadhall.
The mead-hall has been sealed.by his lords order.
Marrymaking in the hall brings.the devil, Grendel.
Well then?.-Open the mead-hall, let's drink!
We don't want any.trouble with the locals.
Hondshew. Make me feel you're.pretending to listen to me.
It's only been five days since you.waved your wife goodbye.
Five days? In the name of Odin!.No wonder my loins are burning.
Beowulf, there you are. I was thinking.about your father, great man.
He was fleeing the Wylflings..And he'd killed one of them with his bare hands.
Heatholaf?.- That's it, yes, aye.
I paid the blood-debt for your father,.and he swore his oath to me.
So, I saved his skin,.and you are yet to save ours, eh?
All hail the great Beowulf!.Come to save our pathetic Danish skins, eh?
And we are so damn grateful, mighty Beowulf..But, can I ask a question,
as a huge admirer of yours?
There was another Beowulf.I heard tell of,
who challenged Brecca The Mighty.to a swimming race, out on the open sea.
Was that you?.-I swam against Brecca.
Oh?
Because, I thought, it had to be.a different Beowulf.
Someone else of the same name..Because, you see,
the Beowulf I heard of.swam against Brecca, and lost.
He risked his life, and Brecca's,.to serve his own vanity and pride.
A boastful fool..And He Lost!
So,.I thought it had to be someone else...
I swam against Brecca...-But victory was his, not yours.
A mighty warrior who cannot even.win a swimming match !
Speaking only for myself here,
Not only do I doubt that you will be able to.stand for a moment
against Grendel,.I doubt you will even have the belly
to stay in the hall all night.
I find it difficult to argue with a drunk.
But it's true, I did not win the race...
We swam for five days, neck and neck.
I was conserving my strength,.for the final stretch. When this storm blew up,
and with it came sea monsters.
Again and again.the monsters attacked,
dark things.from the sea's depths.
I hacked and I shashed at this fowl beasts.with my sword,
spilling their guts into the sea.
Beowulf !!
Then, one of them cease me.by its jaws,
and drag me to the bottom...
I killed the moster with my own blade..I plunged it into its heart.
Yes, of course. The "sea monsters"....And you killed, what was it... twenty?
Nine.
Last time it was three.
But... would you do me the honor.of telling me your name?
I am Unferth, son of Ecglaf..- Unferth, son of Ecglaf?
I know who you are.
They say you killed both.of your brothers when you witness them
having knowledge of your mother.
I have another true thing to tell you,.Unferth Kin-Slayer.
If your strength and heart.was as strong and fierce as your words,
Grendel would not feel free to.murder and gorge on your people,
without fear of retaliation..Tonight will be different!
Tonight he will find Geats waiting for him..Not frightened sheep.
Like you.
Well done! That's the spirit, Beowulf..That's the spirit we need.
So, you'll kill my Grendel for me,.will you?
Let's all drink, in celebration.of the kill that is to come.
Lips ripe as the berries in June,.Red the rose, red the rose...
Skin pale as the light of the moon,.gently as she goes...
Eyes blue as the sea as the sky....-Beowulf, come. - "Waterfall, waterfall..."
Come with me, I want to show you something..- "Heart, burning like a fire in the night..."
gently as she goes...
There. Royal dragon horn..-It is beautiful.
Isn’t it magnificent?.She's the prize of my treasure.
I claimed her after my battle with the Farmir,.The dragon of the Northern moors.
Nearly cost me my life..And there's a soft spot under the
throat, there. See?.You have to go in with a knife or a dagger.
That's the only way you can kill a dragon.
I wonder how many men have died for love of her beauty?
Can you blame them?
If you destroy my Grendel for me,.she’ll be yours forever,
and ever, and ever...
You do me great honor..-It is we who are honored.
Is that your demon?.-That was a wolf. You don't hear Grendal when he comes.
No, well, he'll hear me, I promise..Come on, my mighty lust limb can transport you to paradise.
To ecstasy and back. No other man will.ever be able to satisfy you again.
-Sorry. -Oh, come on..-I said no, and I ment no.
Why not? -Because it's late and its dark,.and monster could arive at any moment.
Well, then....how about a quick gobble?
The hour is upon us..This old man needs his sleep.
Where's my beautiful bed-mate?.Come, my love. -In a moment.
Come on Wealthow. Let's pound the pillows..-Don't touch me.
That's the spirit, my girl..- My Lord.
Perhaps her majesty could grace our ears with.one more melody before we all retire?
That's the least I could do.
Beowulf, I'll hope to see you in the morning,.Whole and willing.
And make sure your Thanes secure the doors..Good night, good night...
Good night, Beowulf..Watch out for sea-monsters.
I'm sure your imagination.must be teeming with them.
Just wait, the wide he may roam,.Always the hero comes home...
He goes where no one has gone,.But always the hero comes home...
He goes where no one has gone,.But always the hero comes home...
That was... Beautiful.
You need to go now, your majesty..-Of course. Grendel.
The demon is my husband’s shame..-It's not a shame, it's a curse.
No, shame. My husband has no other... no sons.
And he will have no more, for all his talk.
Oy, Hondshew. How was she?.-Nah. Not my type.
I know your type..Baa! Baa!
Lord Beowulf...What are you doing?
The creature has no sword, no armor..And I have no weapon capable of slaying a monster.
We shall fight as equals.
And fate shall decide.
You’re mad, you know that?.- Yes.
Something affects you, my Wiglaf..-I don't like the smell of this one, my lord.
The men are unprepared..They're destracted.
There are too many untended women here!.Apstinence prior the battle is essential!
The warriors mind must be unblured, my lord..-Good night, Wiglaf.
And while you're sleeping what are we ment to do?.-Sing, loudly!
Well, you heard him. He wants us to sing..So sing. Olaf sing!
There was a dozen virgins,.Friesians, Danes and Franks!
We took 'em for some swiving,.and all we got were wanks!
OOohh, We are Beowulf's army,.We are mighty Thanes...
The fattest of the Virgins,.I knew her for a whore!
I gave her all my codpiece,.And still she wanted more!
Her sister was from Norway,.She costs me twenty groats!
She showed me there was more ways.Than one to sow my oats!
Her father was from Iceland,.And she was mighty hot!
She'll need a whole damn iceberg,.To cool her burning twa...
Grendel, he knocks.
That must be my sweet plum, Yrsa!.She's ready for me to taste her juicy fruit!
My lord..- Patience. Patience, my love!
No, Hondshew!
This can't be..It's a freaking monster.
The demon shrinks..It shrinks.
Your blood-letting days are finished,.demon!
I am not demon!
It speaks! It speaks!
I am ripper, tearer, slasher, gouger..I am the teeth in the darkness
that talons in the night..Mine is strength, and lust, and power.
I am Beowulf !!
Grendel's arm! You've done it!
He's done it!.He's torn the limbs from the beast!
Beowulf has killed him! Hail Beowulf!.-Hail Beowulf! -Hail Beowulf!
My Lord, Beowulf has killed the demon..-Odin be praised.
Go tell the scops,.spread the word!
Yes my Lord.
Tomorrow will be a glorious day of rejoicing..A nightmare is over.
Come to bed, my sweet.
My kingdon need a heir,.and I need a son!
It's time you did your duty..-How can i ever lay with you
knowing you laid with her?
I should never have told you..I should never have told you.
Grendel... My son..My poor son.
Mother..They harmed me mother.
Sleep now, my son.
They murder me, mother..-Who murder you, my son?
They ripped off my arm.
He will pay, my darling..Who was the man?
He was so strong..So strong.
Who was the man?.- Yes... yes.
His name was.
Beowulf.
Beowulf ?
They were great warriors.
They died a fowl death..-They were murdered by a fowl creature,
from the depths of hell..The bards will sing of their glory forever.
Come, let's drink to their memory..I want you to raise the first cup.
I am not in a mood for marrymaking..I'll ride down to marine, to prepare the boat.
We still leave tomorrow, on the tide..Do we not?
Aye.
My fays..My friends, brothers,
This place for me has been a hall of sadness,.and for all of us it has been a place of
misery bloodshead and death..But today, monsters reign has ended.
They said he ripped the monsters limb of.with his bare hands.
I wonder if all his strength is only in his arms,.or his legs as well... All three of them.
After the feast tonight,.I'm sure you can find out, Gitte.
Me?.It's not me he wants, my Queen.
Wealthow, my love..Why don't you do the honors?
For you, my lord.
Thank you, my king.
For all of you!
I wish you could've been there last night..To see me kill the monster.
I was asleep when he arrived..He ripped open the doors with his bare hands.
He stood twenty feet tall,.with a strength of a ten men.
I looked at him, and I said:.''I am Beowulf !''
Brave thane..-My queen?
I love you. I want you, my king..Only you. My hero.
I don't understand. Where is your husband?.-Dead
Dead? This is a dream..This is not happening, you're just a dream.
Me, darling?.A dream?
Give me a child..Enter me and give me a son!
In the name of Odin! Is Grendel not dead?.Has he grown his arm anew?
It's not Grendel..-Not Grendel, then who? -His mother.
It's Grendel you killed. I had hoped his.mother had left the land long, long ago.
How many monsters must I slain?
Grendel's mother, father, Grendel's uncle....Must I hack down a whole family tree of demons?
She is the last of them. With her gone,.the demon-kind will slip back into darkness
from where it came..Where it belongs.
And the mother's mate..Where is Grendel's father ?
Grendel's father could do no harm to men.
Beowulf, I was wrong to doubt you before..And I shall not again.
Yours is the blood of courage..I beg your forgiveness.
Granted..-Cain! Cain!!
Take my sword. It belonged to my father's father..It's called "Hrunting".
A sword is no match for demon magic.
I'm sorry I ever doubted you.
No, I'm sorry I mentioned.you murdered your brothers
They were... hasty words.
Unferth... I may not return..Your ancestral sword might be lost with me.
As long as it is with you,.it will never be lost.
And you, mighty Wiglaf ?.Are you still with me?
'till the end.
Look!
She's probably a water demon..You don't want to meet her in her element.
I know. -You want me to go in with you?.Good. I'll be here.
I see you brought me treasure.
#NOME?
Are you the one they call Beowulf?
Bee-Wulf, Bear?
Such a strong man you are..With a strength of a king.
The king you will one day become..-What do you know of me, demon?
I know that underneath your glamour.you're as much a monster as my son, Grendel.
My glamour?
One needs glamour to become a king.
A man like you, could own.the greatest tale ever sung.
Your story would live on.when everything now alive... is dust.
Beowulf, it has been a long time.since a man has come to visit me.
I need no sword to kill you..- Of course you don't, my love.
You took a son from me..Give me a son, brave thane.
Stay with me, love me...
Love me, and I shall weave you.riches beyond imagination.
I shall make you.the greatest king that ever lived.
As long as you hold me in your heart,.this golden horn remains in my keeping.
You will forever be king..Forever strong, mighty and all-powerful.
This I promise..This I swear.
My lord..He's dead, my lady.
When I finished-off Grendel's monstrous.mother, I severed the brute's head.
Our curse is lifted..Our curse is lifted, Odin be praised!
Beowulf be praised,.Our curse is lifted.
Take this out of my sight. Hut, hut!.- Into the sea. Quickly!
I plunged "Hrunting" into Grendel's.mother chest, and when I pull
the sword free from her corpse,.the creature sprang back to life,
so I plunged the sword back.into the hag's chest.
And there it will stay..'till Ragnarok...
And our people shall be.gratefull 'till Ragnarok.
More mead, my lord? -Aye..-And the drinking-horn. Do you have it?
No, I knew the greedy witch desired it,.so I threw it into the swamp.
And when she followed,.that's when I struck.
With a mighty sword Hrunting.
When she was dead.I looked for it, but it was gone. Forever.
Then find our hero another cup,.my love.
First the hero and I must talk..Beowulf...
You brought back the head of Grendel..But what about the head of the mother?
With her dead and cold in the bog,.is it not enough to return one monster's head?
Did you kill her?
Would you like to hear the story.of my struggle against this monstrous hag?
Huh, she's no hag, Beowulf..We both know that.
But answer me,.did you kill her ?
Would I've been able to escape her.had I not?
Grendel is dead. That's all that matters to me..He can't bother me no more.
The mother... The "hag",.she's not my curse,
Not anymore,.not anymore...
Listen to me, listen... to me, huh..Because my lord Beowulf is a mighty hero,
and because he killed the demon Grendel,.and laid it's mother in her grave. -To Beowulf!
and because I have no heir....I have no sons, I declare that on my death,
all that I possess, my kingdom,.my hall of sadness and shame,
and even my lovely young queen,.my Wealthow
everything, everything,.I leave to this... Our hero.
But, my lord?.-I have spoken! I have spoken!
When I'm gone, Beowulf, son of.Edgethow, shall be king!
Beowulf?
My lord?.Everything in it's time Beowulf.
Master?!
He....He must have fallen.
All hail king Beowulf!.- All hail king Beowulf!
King Beowulf.
Archers. -Archers!
This is not battle, Wiglaf,.this is slaughter.
The Frisians want to make themselves.heroes, my lord.
They want the bards to sing of their deeds..-It's going to be a short song.
How can you blame them,
your legend is known from the high seas.and the snow barriers, to the great island kingdom.
You are the moster slayer..-We may nah the monsters now.
The time of heroes is dead, Wiglaf..The Christ God has killed it,
leaving human kind with noting but weeping.martyrs. Fear and shame.
Show me to Beowulf!.Show me to king Beowulf!
Leave him! You think it sport to.mock your opponent in this fashion?
Let him die quickly!.With some honor still intact!
Coward! Kill me yourself!
Balls! King must never engage in a direct battle..Kill the invader now. Do it quickly!
Put his head on a spear..- Stop!
My lord, the king must not engage.in a direct battle.
Let him up.
He wants your name..He's the son of beowulf.
You think it should end with me killed by.some Frisian raider with no name?
I'm Fin of Frisia. And my name.shall be remembered forever!
Only if you kill me!.Otherwise you're nothing.
You think you're the first who tried.to kill me? Or the hundredth, hm?
Well let me tell you sometning, Frisian..The gods won't allow my death by your feeble blade.
The gods won't allow me to die by a sword,.or be taken by the sea.
The gods won't let me pass in my sleep....ripe with age.
Plant your axe here, Fin of Frisia..Take my life.
Someone give him a sword... or I'll... I'll...
You'll what?! Kill me?.Well, kill me! Do it! Kill me! Kill me!
You know why you can't kill me, my friend?
'cause I died many, many years ago....when I was young.
Give him a gold piece, and send him home..He has a story to tell.
Your majesty? Are you hurt?.-Not a scratch.
You're so beautiful and so young..You know Ursula, when I was young I
used to think that being a king was about battling every morning and.counting the golden loot in the afternoon.
Swiving a beautiful women every evening....But now... nothing is as good as it should have been.
Not even the "swiving a.beautiful woman every night" part, your majesty?
Well... Some nights for sure, some nights....-Perhaps tonight?
No, tonight I fell my age upon me..Tomorrow after the celebrations.
We can't forget what tomorrow is,.can we now?
Your day, when the song of Beowulf is told..Of how you lifted the darkness from the land.
And the day after that, we celebrate the.birth of hallowed Christ.
I see you survived.
At last, my queen. The Frisian invaders.had been pushed into the sea.
You are not a widow..Yet.
How comforting,.my husband.
Hail Beowulf!.Hail Beowulf! Hail Beowulf!
You're not celebrating your's king.glory tonight?
I have something for the king.
What is it? -I said I have.something for the King.
Show it to me.-I will not!
You will show it to me first..-Bollocks Wiglaf, I'll show it first to Beowulf.
The king needs to see it..-The king? Needs to see what?
Lost,.and now found.
The gift fit for a king..Do you recognize it?
Where did you find this?.-On the moors, my slave, Cain found it
on the barren hill where nothing grows..I beat him for threading near such unholy place.
My lord, isn't this...?
So, lord Beowulf...
it's come back to you,.after all these years.
My lord, this is the slave who found it..-Please, please don't kill me.
Where did you found this treasure?.-I'm sorry I runned away, master. Please don't hurt me no more.
Answer your king!.- Stop!
Where? -Up... up on the moors..But I was going to give it back master, I swear.
Is that all? No demon,.no witch, no woman?
Look at you, you are nothing. An empty nothing..-Come forth! Show yourself!
Even with all your riches, your kingdom,.your power, your glory, and your women...
Wich one do you think I should kill first?.Your pretty little pet-woman, or your crazy queen?
What are you?
I am something you left behind..Far ...
Another restless night?
It's all right, girl..I'm not going to eat you.
He has bad dreams. They have become more often..- He is a king. Kings have a lot on their conscience.
He calls your name in his sleep..- Does he?
I belive he still holds you in his heart..- Do you?
I often wonder... What happened?.- To us? Too many secrets...
God, help us.
What do you want from me?.-I have a message for my father.
Tell me, what did this?.- I saw a whole village burn. Children screaming and dying.
I saw it, your majesty, vomiting fire and smoke..-Damn you! What was it?
A dragon.
It's Unferth my lord. -Unferth?.-You say a dragon did this. -Stop.
You had an agreement, you would not be harmed..But now the golden horn has return to you,
the agreement is ended..-Who!? Who said that!?
The sins of the fathers... it's the last thing I heard..The last thing before my family
was burned alive!.Sins of the fathers! Sins of the fathers! ...
Take up your positions along the.northern edge of a great gauge.
It's our only hope if I fail..-My lord.
Don't go, I beg you..- You are free. I release you.
Find a good man. Bare him children..But bare him a son.
I don't want anyone else. I want you..-I am not the man you think me to be.
You are a great man, and a hero..This I know to be true.
Then you are as foolish as.the rest of them!
Very impressive, dear. But the armour.suited you better when you were younger.
I'm sure it did.
Why don't you take that poor girl,.and live out your remaining years in peace.
Let some young hero save us.
What? And let the nightmare....start all over again?
No. I visited this horror upon my kingdom..I must be the one to finish her.
Her? Was she so beautiful, Beowulf?.Her beauty so costly?
Beautiful, and full of fine promises.
I was weak. I am sorry..So... So sorry.
I have always loved you my queen..- And I you.
Keep a memory of me. Not as a king, or a hero..But as a man. Fallible and flawed.
This is the place..-Where you slained Grendel's mother.
Wiglaf, I have no sons and if this demon.kills me, I have arranged with the heralds
that you shall be king..-Don't speak of such thing, my lord.
Great friend, there is something you should know..-Nay! There is nothing I should know.
You are Beowulf! Beowulf the mighty, the hero!.The slayer and destroyer of demons.
Now let's kill this flying devil when he sleeps,.and go on with our bloody lives.
Do you want me to go in with you?.Good.
Beowulf,.it has been a long time.
Take your damn horn,.and leave my land in peace.
Too late, my love.
He is heading for.palace.
Hrothgar.
Damn you!
I'll have your lizard head.on a spike!
My lord?!
Over here! Attend the queen!.- Attend the queen.
I told you we were too old to be heroes.
Lets get you to a healer..-Not this time old friend.
You are Beowulf. Little thing like this.isn't gonna finish you off.
Do you hear her?
I hear nothing.
Grendel's mother, my son's mother, my... mine....- No my lord. You killed Grendel's mother
when we were young..They sing of it.
Too late for lies, Wiglaf..Too late...
He was the bravest of us.
He was the prince....of all warriors.
His name.will live forever.
His song shall be sung forever.
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Black Panther (2018) ,

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Baba?
Yes, my son.
Tell me a story.
Which one?
The story of home.
Millions of years ago,
a meteorite made of vibranium,
the strongest substance in the universe,
struck the continent of Africa,
affecting the plant life around it.
And when the time of man came...
five tribes settled on it and called it Wakanda.
The tribes lived in constant war with each other,
until a warrior shaman...
received a vision from the Panther Goddess Bast,
who led him to the Heart-Shaped Herb,
a plant that granted him superhuman strength,
speed and instincts.
The warrior became king,
and the first Black Panther.
The protector of Wakanda.
Four tribes agreed to live under the king's rule,
but the Jabari Tribe isolated themselves in the mountains.
The Wakandans used vibranium to develop technology,
more advanced than any other nation.
But as Wakanda thrived,
the world around it descended further into chaos.
To keep vibranium safe,
the Wakandans vowed to hide in plain sight,
keeping the truth of their power,
from the outside world.
And we still hide, Baba?
Yes.
Why?
Lucky shot! That ain't lucky!
Whatever! Get outta here!
Check up.
Pick your man up! He open.
Where you at?
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Pass! Pass!
Got you, E. E, hurry up!
Watch me get this.
Tim Hardaway style. That's what I call it, baby.
Come on.
What you got?
You ain't got nothing.
Hey look, if we get in and out quick won't be no worries.
You in the van, come in through from the west.
Come around the corner.
Land right here.
Me and the twins are pulling up right here.
We're leaving this car behind, ok? We come this...
Hide the straps.
Yo, is it the Feds?
No.
It's these two Grace Jones looking chicks.
They're holding spears.
Open it.
You serious?
They won't knock again.
Who are you?
Prince N'Jobu, son of Azzuri.
Prove to me you are one of us.
My King.
Leave us.
This is James.
I trust him with my life. He stays...
with your permission King T'Chaka.
As you wish.
At ease.
Come, baby brother.
Let me see how you are holding up.
You look strong.
Glory to Bast, I am in good health.
How is home?
Not so good.
Baby brother.
There has been an attack.
This man,
Ulysses Klaue...
stole a quarter ton of vibranium from us,
and triggered a bomb at the border to escape.
Many lives were lost.
He knew where we hid the vibranium,
and how to strike.
He had someone on the inside.
Why are you here?
Because I want you to look me in the eyes,
and tell me why you betrayed Wakanda.
I did no such thing.
Tell him who you are.
Zuri, son of Badu.
What?
James.
James, you lied to me?
Leave him.
You were Wakandan this whole time?
You betrayed Wakanda! How could you lie to me like...
Stand down!
Did you think that you were the only spy we sent here?
Prince N'Jobu,
you will return home at once,
where you will face the Council,
and inform them of your crimes.
Check up!
Guard your man, guard your man!
Yo.
The tiny nation of Wakanda,
is mourning the death of its monarch, King T'Chaka.
The beloved ruler was one of many confirmed dead,
after a terrorist attack at the United Nations a week ago.
The suspect has since been apprehended.
Though it remains one of the poorest countries in the world,
fortified by mountain ranges and an impenetrable rainforest.
Wakanda does not engage in international trade or accept aid.
The succession of the throne is expected to fall to the oldest
of the king's two children Prince T'Challa.
My Prince,
coming up on them now.
No need, Okoye. I can handle this alone.
I will get Nakia out as quickly as possible.
Just don't freeze when you see her.
What are you talking about?
I never freeze.
Mifaru, what's going on?
It's the car. It lost power.
It won't start.
The car no start.
What happened?
The engine failed.
Ours, too.
What is it, Captain?
Defense positions.
Defense positions.
Are we under attack?
Defense positions.
Nokduc!
Get around to the side.
Defense positions.
Hey. Defense positions!
No games.
What do you see?
Come in. Come in.
Over there! Look back!
Watch out!
T'Challa, no!
This one's just a boy.
He got kidnapped as well.
Nakia
I...
I wanted. Hey!
I have her!
Don't move! I will shoot!
I will shoot her right now.
You froze.
Why are you here?
You've ruined my mission.
My father is dead, Nakia.
I will be crowned king tomorrow.
And I wish for you to be there.
Carry yourselves home now.
Thank you.
And take the boy. Get him to his people.
Thank you. Thank you.
You will speak nothing of this day.
Yes.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Sister Nakia.
My Prince.
We are home.
This never gets old.
Queen Mother.
Princess.
My comfort for your loss.
Thank you, Nakia.
It is so good to have you back with us.
Take her to the River Province
to prepare her for the ceremony.
Yes, General.
Did he freeze?
Like an antelope in headlights.
Are you finished?
So surprised my little sister came
to see me off before our big day.
You wish!
I'm here for the EMP beads. I've developed an update.
Update? No. It worked perfectly.
How many times do I have to teach you?
Just because something works,
doesn't mean that it cannot be improved.
You are teaching me? What do you know?
More than you.
I can't wait to see what kind of update you make,
to your ceremonial outfit.
Shuri!
Sorry, Mother!
How are you feeling today, Mama?
Proud.
Your father and I would talk about this day all the time.
He is with us,
and it is your time,
to be king.
Good morning.
How can I help you?
I was just checking out these artifacts.
They tell me you're the expert.
You could say that.
They're beautiful.
Where's this one from?
The Bobo Ashanti tribe
present day Ghana.
19th century.
For real?
What about this one?
That one's from the Edo people of Benin.
16th century.
Now, tell me about this one.
Also from Benin, seventh century.
Fula tribe, I believe.
Nah.
I beg your pardon?
It was taken by British soldiers in Benin.
But it's from Wakanda.
And it's made out of vibranium.
Don't trip. I'mma take it off your hands for you.
These items aren't for sale.
How do you think your ancestors got these?
You think they paid a fair price?
Or did they take it, like they took everything else?
Sir, I'm going to have to...
ask you to leave.
You got all this security in here,
watching me ever since I walked in.
But you ain't checking for what you put in your body.
Alright, mate. Let's have it.
Come on, mate. Time.
I think she might not be feeling too good.
Hey! Somebody get some help! Come here!
Call a doctor, please!
Hey please, somebody, come help!
Medical emergency right away
in the West African Exhibit, please, right away.
Look out.
Step back, please. Step back. Thank you.
Coming through over there. Medics coming through.
I'm gonna take a break.
Let's give the lady some space, please.
Step back, please, gents.
Step back, please.
Hey, come here.
Come here. Come.
It's ok.
You can go, but just don't tell anyone, alright?
Bro, why you ain't just shoot him right here?
Because it's better to leave the crime scene more spread out.
Makes us look like amateurs.
Now then,
let's see if you know what you're talking about.
That's just a taste.
You're gonna be a rich boy.
You better sell that quick.
It's already sold!
Whatever you try, the Wakandans'll probably show up.
That'll make my day.
I can kill two birds with one stone.
You're not telling me that's vibranium, too?
Nah, I'm just feeling it.
Onward!
Onward!
I, Zuri,
son of Badu,
give to you,
Prince T'Challa,
the Black Panther!
The prince,
will now have the strength of the Black Panther,
stripped away.
Praise the ancestors.
Praise the ancestors.
Victory...
in ritual combat,
comes by yield...
or death.
If any tribe...
wishes to put forth a warrior...
I now offer,
a path...
to the throne.
The Merchant Tribe,
will not challenge today.
The Border Tribe,
will not challenge today.
The River Tribe will not challenge today.
The Mining Tribe will not challenge today.
Is there any member of a royal blood,
who wishes to challenge,
for the throne?
This corset is really uncomfortable
so could we all just wrap it up and go home?
Mother!
Hey.
Are they Jabari? Yes.
M'Baku, what are you doing here?
It's challenge day.
We have watched,
and listened from the mountains!
We have watched with disgust,
as your technological
advancements have been overseen by a child!
Who scoffs at tradition!
And now you want to hand the nation,
over to this prince,
who could not keep his own...
father...
safe.
We will not have it.
I said, we will not have it, oh!
I,
M'Baku,
leader of the Jabari...
I accept...
your challenge...
M'Baku.
Glory to Hanuman.
Jabari!
Dora Milaje!
Onward!
Let the challenge...
begin!
Stand up!
Come! Come!
T'Challa! T'Challa!
Where is your god now?
Yeah! Yes!
No powers.
No claws.
No special suit, oh!
Just a boy not fit to lead!
Show him who you are!
I am Prince T'Challa
son of King T'Chaka!
You can do this, T'Challa!
Yes!
Come on!
Yield! Don't make me kill you.
I would rather die!
T'Challa!
T'Challa!
T'Challa!
T'Challa!
T'Challa!
You have fought with honor!
Now yield! Your people need you.
T'Challa!
T'Challa!
Yield, man!
T'Challa!
T'Challa!
Yes!
Yes!
I now present to you,
King T'Challa.
The Black Panther.
Zuri.
My King.
Wakanda forever!
Wakanda forever!
Allow the Heart-Shaped Herb,
to restore the powers of the Black Panther,
and take you to...
the Ancestral Plane.
T'Chaka we call...
on you.
Come here...
to your son.
Praise the ancestors.
Father.
My son.
I'm sorry.
Stand up.
You are a king.
What is wrong my son?
I am not ready.
Have you not prepared,
to be king your whole life?
Have you not trained and studied,
been by my side?
That is not what I am talking about.
I am not ready to be without you.
A man who has not prepared his children,
for his own death
has failed as a father.
Have I...
ever failed you?
Never.
Tell me how to best protect Wakanda.
I want to be a great king, Baba.
Just like you.
You're going to struggle.
So you'll need to surround yourself
with people you trust.
You're a good man,
with a good heart.
And it's hard for a good man to be king.
Breathe.
T'Challa, breathe.
Breathe.
He was there.
He was there.
My father.
Just one?
Come home, Nakia.
I'm right here.
Stay.
I came to support you,
and to honor your father but I can't stay.
It's just...
I found my calling out there.
I've seen too many in need just to turn a blind eye.
I can't be happy here,
knowing that there is people out there who have nothing.
What would you have Wakanda do about it?
Share what we have.
We could provide aid,
and access to technology and refuge to those who need it.
Other countries do it, we could do it better.
We are not like these other countries, Nakia.
If the world found out what we truly are,
what we possess,
we could lose our way of life.
Wakanda is strong enough to help others,
and protect ourselves at the same time.
If you were not so stubborn, you would make a great queen.
I would make a great queen because I am so stubborn.
See, you admit it! If that's what I wanted.
Is that him?
Glory to Bast, man.
Is he still growing?
Of course.
I see Nakia is back.
You guys going to work it out?
T'Challa
what's wrong?
Nakia thinks we should be doing more.
More, like what?
Foreign aid,
refugee programs.
You let the refugees in,
they bring their problems with them.
And then Wakanda is like everywhere else.
Now if you said you wanted me and my men,
to go out there and clean up the world,
then I'll be all for it.
But waging war on other countries,
has never been our way.
You too?
Bast! We're in trouble.
My King.
My love.
You will never guess who just popped up on our radar.
A misidentified Wakandan artifact,
was stolen yesterday from a British museum.
We have learned,
Ulysses Klaue,
plans to sell the vibranium to an American buyer,
in South Korea tomorrow night.
Klaue has escaped our pursuits for almost...
30 years.
Not capturing him is perhaps, my father's greatest regret.
I wish to bring Klaue back here to stand trial.
Wakanda does not need a warrior right now.
We need a king.
My parents were killed when he attacked.
Not a day goes by when I do not think
about what Klaue took from us.
From me.
It's too great an opportunity to pass.
Take me with you.
We'll take him down together, side by side.
I need you here,
protecting the border.
Then I ask,
you kill him where he stands,
or you bring him back to us.
You have my word.
I will bring him back.
We will proceed with the mission.
My King!
Stop it. Stop it.
I've already sent a car ahead to Busan for you.
Who are you taking with you to Korea?
Okoye.
And Nakia as well.
You sure it's a good idea to take your ex on a mission?
Yes.
We'll be fine.
Besides, you'll be on call should we need backup.
Yes!
I have great things to show you, Brother.
Here are your communication devices for Korea.
Unlimited range,
also equipped with audio surveillance system.
Check these out.
Remote access Kimoyo Beads.
Updated to interface directly with my sand table.
And what are these?
The real question is what are those?
Why do you have your toes out in my lab?
What, you don't like my royal sandals?
I wanted to go old school for my first day.
I bet the Elders loved that.
Try them on.
Fully automated.
Like the old American movie Baba used to watch.
And I made them completely sound absorbent.
Interesting.
Guess what I call them.
Sneakers.
Because you...
never mind.
If you're going to take on Klaue,
you'll need the best the design group has to offer.
Exhibit A.
My design. Old tech.
Old? Functional, but old.
Hey, people are shooting at me.
Wait, let me put on my helmet.
Enough.
Now, look at these.
Do you like that one?
Tempting.
But the idea is to not be noticed.
This one.
Now tell it to go on.
Ooh!
The entire suit sits within the teeth of the necklace.
Strike it.
Anywhere?
Not that hard, genius!
You told me to strike it. You didn't say how hard.
I invite you to my lab,
and you just kick things around?
Well, maybe you should make it a little stronger.
Hey.
Wait a minute.
The nanites absorb the kinetic energy
and hold it in place for redistribution.
Very nice.
Strike it again in the same spot.
You're recording?
For research purposes.
Delete that footage.
This way.
Bast willing, this will go quickly
and I can get this ridiculous thing off my head.
It looks nice. Just whip it back and forth.
What? It's a disgrace.
Hello Sophia.
Good to see you.
Who are these two?
My friends from Kenya.
Very deep pockets. They're good.
Good for trouble
like you?
Thank you!
Spread out.
The buyer is likely already here.
The woman outside.
What trouble was she referring to?
I got into a disagreement with some ivory traders.
Made a bit of a mess.
And will there be any trouble tonight,
Ms. Kenyan Heiress?
Depends...
on how quickly we finish the mission.
Can we please focus?
Thank you.
Over here.
One whiskey, please.
Eyes up.
Americans.
I count three.
Five.
How could you miss Greased Lightning there behind you?
Six.
Just spotted an old friend who works for the CIA.
It just got a little more complicated.
Agent Ross.
Your Highness.
You are buying from Klaue.
What I'm doing or not doing,
on behalf of the U.S. government
is none of your concern.
Now, whatever the hell you're up to...
do me a favor, stay out of my way.
I gave you Zemo.
Didn't I keep it under wraps
that the king of a third world country,
runs around in a bulletproof cat suit?
I'd say we were even.
You really need to leave, now.
Klaue is leaving out that door with me.
You've been warned.
Three, craps.
Hey, you won!
You know what?
I think I'll just take these
bring them over here,
and hold on for safekeeping.
Ok, heads up. The king of Wakanda is here.
He cannot leave with Klaue.
Alright.
Vibranium from the attack on Sokovia links back to a person
that I'm not actually saying
I'm here to make a deal with but that deal will not be called off.
When the dust settles,
you and me can work something out.
I'm not here to make a deal.
Klaue, plus eight!
General.
In position to secure our exit.
And the vibranium?
I don't see it yet.
I thought there were no weapons allowed in here.
There's not supposed to be.
Somebody did not get the memo.
Definitely armed.
Well, that is quite the entourage.
You got a mixtape coming out?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, actually, there is one.
I'll send you the SoundCloud link, if you like.
Hey, Dave, can you get the link to the tape?
Please, don't make me listen to your music.
I just meant you got a lot of people with you.
You think they're for you?
Don't worry.
I can do a deal with you all by myself,
thank you very much.
Six more. It's a setup.
You got the diamonds?
Ok. That's enough.
We need to move on Klaue.
Stand down.
We can't afford a shootout.
Vibranium?
I was going to buy a fancy suitcase but...
I thought I'd save myself some money.
It's now or never.
Stand down!
Hey!
Hey!
Wakandans! They're here!
Get outta here! Kill them all!
Diamonds, quick!
Murderer!
You know,
you look just like your old man.
I made it rain!
Let's get out of here, boss!
That was awesome!
That was awesome!
Let's go! Go, go, go, come on!
Do we just leave him? He'll catch up.
Shuri!
Yes!
Remote driving system activated.
Wait! Which side of the road is it?
For Bast's sake!
Just drive! Ok, calm down!
Ok. Calm down.
Let's go!
Put some music on. What do you think this is, a funeral?
Which one is he in now?
Hey, split Up!
They're trying to lose us. I'll take the right.
We'll take the other two!
I see a shortcut.
We're not going to make it!
Keep going!
Brother!
Hey, what was that?
Don't worry about it. You're doing great.
Guns.
So primitive!
It's a vibranium car, you idiots!
The bullets won't penetrate!
What are you doing?
Just drive.
Shit!
Hey, look at your suit.
You've been taking bullets,
charging it up with kinetic energy.
Pull around the truck.
Where'd he go?
You show-off.
There he is!
Hold tight!
Alright. Let's have some fun!
Hop in.
Put that spear in the trunk.
Faster, Shuri.
I'm going as fast as I can!
Take a right! Take a right!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Brother!
Klaue!
Did you think we would forget?
Look at me, murderer!
Where did you get this weapon?
You savages didn't deserve it.
Oh, mercy, King. Mercy.
Every breath you take is mercy from me.
King!
The world watches.
Come on. Guys. Let's go?
Yeah.
Hello.
I can see you! I can. I can see you.
So this is a big mess?
I figured we could go good cop, bad cop.
I'll talk to him first, then you guys go in.
We can't let him talk to Klaue alone.
Better to let him talk to Klaue alone for 5 minutes
than to make a scene here.
After your questioning,
we will take him back to Wakanda with us.
What? No. Look, I like you, a lot.
But he's in my custody now. He's not going anywhere.
Listen, I'm doing you guys a favor
by letting you even be in here.
If he touches you again,
I'm going to impale him to this desk.
Does she speak English?
When she wants to.
I'm going in.
And when I'm done,
you guys are up.
Agent Ross. Yeah?
I do appreciate your help in Busan.
You see that?
It's called diplomacy.
You're welcome.
Okoye.
Play nice.
Americans.
? Don't hurt me, no more ?
? What is love ?
? Baby don't hurt me ?
? Don't hurt me ?
? No more ?
You know, you really should not trust the Wakandans.
I'm much more your speed.
I don't trust anybody, not in this job.
But what I am interested in is that arm cannon out there.
Where'd you get that?
It's an old mining tool that I made some adjustments to.
But I can get you one, if you like.
Why don't you give me the name of your supplier,
and I'll ask them.
He's right outside.
Why don't you ask him yourself?
What? T'Challa?
You're telling me that weapon on your arm is from Wakanda?
Bingo.
What do you actually know about Wakanda?
Shepherds, textiles, cool outfits.
It's all a front.
Explorers searched for it for centuries.
El Dorado,
the Golden City.
They thought they could find it in South America
but it was in Africa,
the whole time.
A technological marvel.
All because it was built on a mound
of the most valuable metal known to man.
Isipho, they call it. The gift.
Vibranium.
Vibranium, yeah, strongest metal on earth.
It's not just a metal.
They sew it into their clothes.
It powers their city, their tech...
their weapons.
Weapons?
Yeah.
Makes my arm cannon look like a leaf blower.
That's a nice fairy tale,
but Wakanda is a third world country
and you stole all their vibranium.
I stole?
All of it?
I took a tiny...
piece of it.
They have a mountain full of it.
They've been mining it for thousands of years
and they still haven't scratched the surface.
I'm the only outsider who's seen it
and got out of there alive.
If you don't believe me you ask...
your friend what his suit is made of.
What his claws are made of.
Your father told the UN,
that Klaue stole all the vibranium you had.
But now he's telling me you have more.
And you believe the word
of an arms dealer strapped to a chair?
Where is that?
Back there.
How much more are you hiding?
Something is happening out back.
Get down!
Stand down!
Cover!
Grenade!
I see you took your time, didn't you?
My King!
My King.
Nakia.
He just jumped in front of me.
I don't think he'll make it here.
It hit his spine.
Give me a Kimoyo Bead.
This will stabilize him for now.
Give him to us.
We can save him.
Our mission was to bring back Klaue.
We failed.
This man is a foreign intelligence operative.
How do we justify bringing him into our borders?
He took a bullet for me.
That was his choice.
So now we are just supposed to let him die?
Let us consider that we heal him.
It is his duty to report back to his country.
And as king, it is your duty
to protect ours. I'm well aware of my duties, General.
I cannot just...
let him die,
knowing we can save him.
Where exactly are we taking him?
Great! Another broken white boy for us to fix.
This is going to be fun.
He will live.
W'Kabi is here.
What's going on, brother? Where is Klaue?
He's not here.
He slipped through our hands.
Slipped?
For 30 years, your father was in power and did nothing.
With you, I thought it'd be different.
But it's more of the same.
Let's get going, boss.
You always sell to the CIA?
I sell to the highest bidder.
But don't you worry. When I get back to Joburg
and I lay low for a bit,
I'll make sure both you guys get paid.
I ain't worried about the money, bro.
I know you good for it.
On our way back, just drop us off in Wakanda.
You don't want to go there, boy.
Yeah, I do.
Drop it!
Or your little Bonnie and Clyde routine ends today.
Put your gun down now!
I'm sorry.
Sorry, Erik. It's gonna be ok.
You.
You really want to go to Wakanda?
They're savages.
This is what they do to people like us.
I ain't worried about no brand.
Check these out.
Each one is for a kill.
You can scar yourself as much as you'd like.
To them, you'll just be an outsider.
You're crazy to think that you can walk in there.
To think I saw you as some crazy American.
Leave us!
So your mission...
did not go as planned.
What happened to my uncle...
N'Jobu?
My father told me he disappeared.
There was a man today
wearing a ring identical to this one.
That is not possible.
He helped Klaue escape from us and he was wearing this ring!
My grandfather's ring!
Do not tell me what is possible.
Tell me the truth!
Some truths...
are too much to bear,
T'Challa.
That is not your choice to make.
What happened to him?
I promised the king to say nothing.
I am your king now!
Your uncle...
took...
a War Dog assignment...
in America.
Your father,
placed...
me there,
to observe...
unbeknownst to him.
Your uncle fell in love with an American woman.
They had a child.
The hardships he saw there,
radicalized your uncle.
I observed for as long as I could.
Their leaders have been assassinated.
Communities flooded with drugs and weapons.
They are overly policed and incarcerated.
All over the planet
our people suffer because
they don't have the tools to fight back.
With vibranium weapons,
they could overthrow every country
and Wakanda could rule them all,
the right way.
He knew your father,
would not support this.
So, your uncle...
betrayed us.
No!
He helped Klaue steal the vibranium.
No, no, no.
You will return home at once
where you will face the Council
and inform them of your crimes.
He drew his weapon on me.
No!
Your father killed his own brother
to save...
my life.
Speak nothing...
of this.
And the Child?
We left him.
We had to...
maintain...
the lie.
What is this?
Just a little gift.
Who are you?
Alright, where am I?
Don't scare me like that, colonizer!
Colo... What? My name is Everett.
Yes, I know.
Everett Ross
former air force pilot and now CIA.
Right.
Ok, is this Wakanda?
No, it's Kansas.
How long ago was Korea?
Yesterday.
I don't think so.
Bullet wounds don't just magically heal overnight.
They do here.
But not by magic, by technology.
Don't touch anything. My brother will return soon.
These train things,
that's, that's magnetic levitation, right?
Obviously.
Obviously, but I've never seen it this...
efficient.
The light panels, what are they?
Sonic stabilizers. Sonic what?
In its raw form
vibranium is too dangerous
to be transported at that speed
so I developed a way to temporarily deactivate it.
There's vibranium on those trains?
There's vibranium all around us.
That's how I healed you.
Where is T'Challa?
His Kimoyo Beads have been switched off.
Well, we are not joined at the hip, Okoye.
A man showed up at the border
who claims to have killed Klaue.
What?
W'Kabi is transporting him, as we speak, to the palace.
We need to find your brother!
An outsider?
No, a Wakandan.
He's not a Wakandan.
He's one of ours.
He killed his own brother,
and left a child behind,
with nothing.
What kind of king?
What kind of man does that?
No man is perfect.
Not even your father.
He didn't even give him a proper burial.
My uncle N'Jobu betrayed us, but my father,
he may have created something even worse.
Hey.
Look at me.
You can't let your father's mistakes define who you are.
You get to decide what kind of king you are going to be.
Brother, you need to get here now!
Erik Stevens.
Graduated Annapolis age 19
MIT for grad school.
Joined the SEALs and went straight to Afghanistan
where he wrapped up confirmed kills,
like it was a video game.
Started calling him Killmonger.
He joined a JSOC ghost unit. Now these guys are serious.
They will drop off the grid
so they can commit assassinations
and take down governments.
Did he reveal anything about his identity?
He has a War Dog tattoo
But we have no record of him.
Is this man Wakandan or not?
Tell us what is going on.
Speak.
Speak.
I'm standing in your house
serving justice to a man
who stole your vibranium and murdered your people.
Justice your king couldn't deliver.
I don't care that you brought Klaue.
Only reason I don't kill you where you stand
is because I know who you are.
Now, what do you want?
I want the throne.
My goodness.
Y'all sitting up here comfortable.
Must feel good.
It's about two billion people
all over the world that looks like us.
But their lives are a lot harder.
Wakanda has the tools to liberate them all.
And what tools are those?
Vibranium.
Your weapons.
Our weapons will not be used to wage war on the world.
It is not our way to be judge, jury and executioner
for people who are not our own.
Not your own?
But didn't life start right here on this continent?
So ain't all people your people?
I am not king of all people. I am king of Wakanda.
And it is my responsibility,
to make sure our people are safe,
and that vibranium,
does not fall into the hands of a person like you.
Son.
We have entertained this charlatan for too long.
Reject his request.
I ain't requesting nothing.
Ask who I am. You're Erik Stevens.
An American black operative.
A mercenary nicknamed Killmonger.
That's who you are.
That's not my name, Princess.
Ask me, King.
No.
Ask me.
Take him away.
Who are you?
I am N'Jadaka,
son of Prince N'Jobu.
Son of N'Jobu?
I found my daddy with Panther claws in his chest!
You ain't the son of a king. You a son of a murderer.
You're lying!
Lies! I'm afraid not, Queen Mother.
What?
The descendent of N'Jobu.
Hey, Auntie.
I'm exercising my blood right
to challenge for the mantles of king
and Black Panther.
Do not do this, T'Challa.
As the son of Prince N'Jobu,
he is within his rights.
He has no rights here!
The challenge will take weeks to prepare.
Weeks? I don't need weeks.
The whole country ain't got to be there. I just need him.
And somebody to get me outta these chains.
T'Challa, what do you know of this?
I accept your challenge.
He'll never beat T'Challa.
He should have just come to the first challenge
and gotten it over with.
The king will now have the strength
of the Black Panther stripped away.
Where is Agent Ross?
I locked him in the office. He's not going anywhere.
This is your last chance.
Throw down your weapons,
and we can handle this another way.
I lived my entire life,
waiting for this moment.
I trained, I lied,
I killed
just to get here.
I killed in America, Afghanistan
Iraq.
I took life from my own brothers and sisters
right here on this continent.
And all this death
just so I could kill you.
Let the challenge begin.
Yield!
Snap out of it, T'Challa!
Come on, get up.
Come here.
This is for my father.
Erik!
Zuri, no. Stop!
Zuri! Zuri, don't!
I am the cause of your father's death.
Not him.
Take me.
I'll take you both, Uncle James.
No!
No! No!
No!
Zuri, no!
No!
No!
No! No!
Zuri! Zuri!
No! No!
Is this your king?
Is this your king?
The Black Panther,
who's supposed to lead you into the future?
Come on, Brother!
Is there nothing that can be done?
Him?
He's supposed to protect you?
No. No!
No!
Nah.
I'm your king.
No! No! We have to go now!
Queen Mother, let's go!
The Queen Mother and Shuri, they are safe?
Yes.
Thank you.
We should get to them immediately.
I cannot.
What?
Though my heart is with you.
We cannot turn over our nation to a man
who showed up here only hours ago.
He is of royal blood.
He killed T'Challa! In ritual combat.
Does that really matter?
You are the greatest warrior Wakanda has.
Help me overthrow him before he becomes too strong.
Overthrow?
Nakia!
I'm not a spy who can come and go as they so choose!
I am loyal to that throne,
no matter who sits upon it.
What are you loyal to?
I loved him.
I loved my country, too.
Then you serve your country.
No. I save my country.
What's wrong?
The king is dead.
Come with me, unless you want to join him.
First Baba.
And now my brother.
Mama, we didn't even get to bury him.
It's me. Nakia.
Who is this man?
He's a friend of T'Challa's. He saved my life.
Where's Okoye?
Okoye is not coming.
She and the Dora Milaje will serve the new king.
Wait here.
What has happened to our Wakanda?
Allow the Heart-Shaped Herb
to give you the powers of the Black Panther
and take you to the Ancestral Plane.
What did I tell you about going into my things?
What did you find?
Your home.
I gave you a key hoping that you might see it someday.
Yes.
The sunsets there are the most beautiful in the world.
But I fear you still may not be welcome.
Why?
They will say you are lost.
But I'm right here.
No tears for me?
Everybody dies.
It's just life around here.
Well, look at what I have done.
I should have taken you back long ago.
Instead, we are both abandoned here.
Well, maybe your home is the one that's lost.
That's why they can't find us.
Breathe! Breathe, My King, breathe.
Breathe. Breathe.
The Heart-Shaped Herb did that?
This all of it?
Yes. So when it comes time for another king,
we will be ready.
Another king?
Yeah, go ahead and burn all that.
My King, we cannot do that.
It is our tradition...
When I tell you to do something, I mean that shit.
Burn it all!
You know, where I'm from
when black folks started revolutions,
they never had the firepower,
or the resources to fight their oppressors.
Where was Wakanda?
Yeah, all that ends today.
We got spies embedded in every nation on Earth.
Already in place.
I know how colonizers think.
So we're gonna use their own strategy against them.
We're gonna send vibranium weapons out to our War Dogs.
They'll arm oppressed people all over the world
so they can finally rise up and kill those in power.
And their children.
And anyone else who takes their side.
It's time they know the truth about us!
We're warriors!
The world's gonna start over, and this time, we're on top.
The sun will never set on the Wakandan empire.
Wakanda has survived for so long...
by fighting when only absolutely necessary.
Wakanda survived in the past this way, yes.
But the world is changing, General.
Elders, it is getting smaller.
The outside world is catching up
and soon it will be the conquerors
or the conquered.
I'd rather be the former.
You heard your orders. Let's get to it.
So where are we going again?
We're taking the Heart-Shaped Herb to Jabariland.
Heart-Shaped Herb? What is that?
It gives whoever takes it heightened abilities.
It's what made T'Challa so strong.
Nakia.
I don't like this.
The Herb belongs to us.
We may be creating a bigger monster with M'Baku.
Nakia,
you should take it yourself.
I am a spy,
with no army.
I would not stand a chance.
We'll go.
Oh, boy.
Oh, shit.
Look down. Stay calm.
Shuri.
Look down.
My son,
was murdered in ritual combat.
Were the odds fair? Yes, but
So it was less a murder than a defeat.
Do not rub our noses in it! Silence!
I make the pronouncements here, girl.
Look, Your Highness,
the new king is a U.S...
The new king...
You cannot talk!
One more word,
and I will feed you to my children.
I'm kidding. We are vegetarians.
Great Gorilla M'Baku.
This is why we are here.
To offer this to you.
An outsider sits on our throne.
Only you can help us stop him.
Come with me.
Impossible!
Is he breathing?
He's in a coma.
Barely clinging to life.
One of our fishermen found him
at the edge of the river border.
He brought him to me.
Why do you have him in the snow?
It is the only thing keeping him from joining the ancestors.
We need to get him to my lab. I can heal him there.
Take him. He'll be dead in seconds.
Nakia, the Herb.
I call upon the ancestors.
I call upon Bast.
I am here with my son, T'Challa.
Heal him.
We must bury him.
Cover him. Cover him!
Ok.
Praise the ancestors.
Praise the ancestors.
Praise the ancestors.
Praise the ancestors.
Wake up, T'Challa.
Wake up.
My son.
The time has come,
for you to come home,
and be reunited with me.
Why?
Why didn't you bring the boy home?
Why, Baba?
He...
He was the truth I chose to omit.
You were wrong to abandon him.
I chose my people.
I chose Wakanda.
Our future,
depended... You were wrong!
All of you were wrong!
To turn your backs on the rest of the world!
We let the fear of our discovery
stop us from doing what is right!
No more!
I cannot...
stay here with you.
I cannot rest...
while he sits on the throne.
He is a monster of our own making.
I must take the mantle back. I must!
I must right these wrongs.
Do you have a blanket?
Killmonger has the full support of our military.
And...
he burned the garden of the Heart-Shaped Herb.
Of course he did.
That's what he was trained to do.
His unit used to work with the CIA
to destabilize foreign countries.
They would always strike at transitions of power
like an election year, or the death of a monarch.
You get control of government, the military
Our resources. Right.
The Great Mound.
Our vibranium, all of my designs.
He will send our weapons all over the world.
You must get them out of Wakanda safely.
What? What about you?
The challenge will have to continue.
T'Challa,
we will not leave Wakanda.
It is my duty to keep you safe.
If he gets control of our technology,
nowhere will be safe.
The Black Panther lives.
And when he fights for the fate of Wakanda
I will be right there beside him.
As will I.
I'm in too.
What? You're gonna need all the help you can get.
Are you done?
Are you done?
Could you give me and Lord M'Baku a moment?
Thank you.
I owed you a great debt.
A life for a life.
Consider it paid.
Please allow my mother to stay here.
No harm will come to her. I give you my word.
You know, I could use an army as well.
I bet you could.
But no.
I will give no Jabari lives towards your cause.
It is our cause.
It is for all of us. Oh, us?
Us? You are the first king to come here in centuries and now...
you speak of us?
I cannot speak for past kings.
But an enemy sits on the throne right now.
We both know the power of vibranium.
If Killmonger gains control of it,
who do you think he will come for next?
We will not...
help you.
Everything is on schedule.
Have the spies been alerted?
Yes. Some resistance to our new mission.
But the War Dogs in London,
New York and Hong Kong are standing by.
We'll strike there first.
The others'll come around.
Look at this.
A handheld sonic cannon,
powerful enough to stop a tank
untraceable by metal detectors.
And we got thousands of them.
The world's gonna find out exactly who we are.
He lives.
N'Jadaka!
Wassup?
I never yielded!
And as you can see,
I am not dead!
All that challenge shit is over with!
I'm the king now!
Get those planes in the air! Carry out the mission!
Shuri, now. Copy that.
Go, go, go, go, go!
Come on, Ross!
W'Kabi man,
kill this clown.
W'Kabi,
the challenge is not complete.
What will we do?
Border Tribe!
You!
Your heart is so full of hatred
you are not fit to be a king!
Come on!
Ayo, the king!
Shields!
W'Kabi, stop this!
Stop this now!
No!
Nakia and I will get control of the Royal Talon with this.
So what do I do?
You'll have to fly it.
What? You were a great pilot.
Don't worry, I'll guide you through it.
It's just like riding a hoverbike.
What? You guys have hoverbikes?
Hey, Nakia, take this.
I'm not a Dora.
Just put it on, it's armor!
Come!
Good luck, Agent Ross!
Yeah, I don't know what
I'm doing with this. We're counting on you.
Wakanda forever.
Come on!
Go, go!
Remote piloting system activated.
My God.
I made it American style for you. Get in.
Alright.
Yes!
Go! We can't let those weapons get beyond Wakanda.
Alright, I'm on it.
Lock!
Get him down!
Get the necklace!
Get the necklace!
Wakanda forever!
Ok, Shuri.
I got them. What do I do?
Shoot them down, genius!
Alright.
Here goes nothing.
Alright, got them.
Oh, shit.
Shit, shit, shit.
Nice!
Shuri!
What's up, Princess?
You'll never be a true king.
Brother!
Shuri.
Brother!
Turn on the train on the bottom track.
The stabilizers will deactivate your suit!
You won't have protection!
Neither will he.
Ok!
I don't need a suit to kill you.
Your reign is over!
You sat up here, safe and protected.
You want to see us become
just like the people you hate so much.
Divide and conquer the land as they did!
Nah, I learn from my enemies.
Beat them at they own game.
You have become them!
You will destroy the world, Wakanda included!
The world took everything away from me!
Everything I ever loved!
But I'mma make sure we're even.
I'mma track down anyone who would
even think about being loyal to you!
And I'm gonna put they ass in the dirt right next to Zuri!
Nakia!
Are you alright? I'm ok. You?
Yes. Let's go.
Shuri, I've lost one of them, but two are on my tail.
Shit. What the hell was that?
The lab is under attack.
What? Where?
Deactivating hologram.
Ross, you have to get out of there, now!
How long have I got?
Glass integrity is at 50%.
Put me back in.
Ross! Ross!
Surrender now!
You have three seconds to lay down your weapon!
One!
Two!
Witness the might of the Jabari,
firsthand!
Glass integrity is at 15%.
Critical weapons failure. Shit!
Hey, Shuri! The last cargo ship
is almost at the border
but they got me trapped with some kind of cables.
Make an X with your arms!
Sonic Overload initiated.
Now break it!
System rebooting in Five.
Four.
Three.
Ttwo.
One.
System rebooted.
Yes! We did it!
Great! Now get out of there!
Charge!
Drop your weapon!
Would you kill me, my love?
For Wakanda?
Without question!
This is it for you, Cousin.
Hell of a move!
My pop said Wakanda was
the most beautiful thing he ever seen.
He promised he was gonna show it to me one day.
You believe that?
Kid from Oakland, running around believing in fairy tales.
It's beautiful.
Maybe we can still heal you.
Why?
So you can just lock me up?
Nah.
Just bury me in the ocean
with my ancestors that jumped from the ships.
Because they knew death
was better than bondage.
Thank you.
You saved me.
You saved my family.
Our nation.
There's nothing to thank me for.
It is our duty to...
It was my duty to fight for what I love.
I should have...
You can't blame me, I almost died.
Stay.
I think I know a way you can still fulfill your calling.
Please stay.
Oh, he moves it! He moves it!
Who man is that? Bucket!
Easy.
When you said you would take me
to California for the first time
I thought you meant Coachella
or Disneyland.
Why here?
This is where our father killed our uncle.
They're tearing it down.
Good.
They are not tearing it down.
I bought this building.
And that building.
And that one over there.
This will be the first,
Wakandan International Outreach Center.
Nakia will oversee the social outreach.
And you will spearhead,
the science and information exchange.
You're kidding.
Hey?
Hey, yo.
Man, what the hell is that?
That's like a Bugatti spaceship!
Bro, it came out of nowhere. Did you all see that?
What?
Check it out, bro.
We can take this back to the house.
Pull up to school in this.
Look, we can break it apart. We can sell it.
On eBay.
Everybody get, like, a million apiece. I would not do that if I were you guys.
Where you come from? From Wakanda.
What is a Wakanda?
Hey, yo!
This yours?
Who?
Who are you?
My name is King T'Challa,
son of King T'Chaka.
I am the sovereign ruler of the nation of Wakanda.
And for the first time in our history,
we will be sharing our knowledge,
and resources,
with the outside world.
Wakanda will no longer watch from the shadows.
We cannot.
We must not.
We will work to be an example of how we,
as brothers and sisters on this earth,
should treat each other.
Now, more than ever,
the illusions of division threaten our very existence.
We all know the truth.
More connects us than separates us.
But in times of crisis,
the wise build bridges,
while the foolish build barriers.
We must find a way,
to look after one another,
as if we were one,
single tribe.
With all due respect King T'Challa,
what can a nation of farmers have to offer the rest of the world?
Are you playing around with that man again?
No. You're teasing him again.
Don't wake him. He must rest. No, I'm not.
No, I'm not.
Thabo, you're doing that.
He's doing it. He's lying.
No, he's resting.
Go, go!
White Wolf!
Stop that!
White Wolf!
Good morning, Sergeant Barnes.
Bucky.
How are you feeling?
Good.
Thank you.
Come.
Much more for you to learn.

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Bruce Dickinson 2014
Iron Maiden vocalist Bruce Dickinson can do everything. When not recording music or filling arenas around the world, the man tackles business ventures, practices fencing, fills millions of pints with ‘Trooper’ ale and flies planes. Piloting Iron Maiden’s ‘Flight 666' is extremely impressive, but it’s just been revealed that Dickinson will take part in an upcoming air show during this year’s three-day Sonisphere festival. Yes, Bruce Dickinson will be piloting an airplane for a full-on air show. Along with nine other members of the metal legend’s pilot group, the Great War Display Team, Dickinson will fly for an event recognizing the 100th anniversary of the start of World War I. Even more fascinating, the voice of Iron Maiden will pilot a replica of the Red Baron’s famous fighter plane. “We’re planning an extravaganza of derring-do, especially when you consider the maneuvers we’ll be performing are all based on true-life battles from a hundred years ago,” says Dickinson in a statement. “What some of these fighter pilots achieved back then was nothing short of miraculous given the conditions they were working under and the seriousness of what was at stake. We hope to stage a memorable display which is equally entertaining and poignant, celebrating not only the bravery and heroics of all the pilots involved but remembering the sacrifices made on both sides.” “We all got very excited when Iron Maiden approached us with this idea,” says Sonisphere festival organizer Stuart Galbraith. “It’s going to be a truly unique experience and tribute for everyone at Knebworth. We’ve made sure we were able to squeeze a gap into the outdoor stage program on July 5 so that it has the impact it deserves.” The display will last for 12 minutes and is set to take place on July 5 at 6pm. Iron Maiden will later cap off the night with a headlining set, officially finishing the band’s incredible ‘Maiden England’ world tour. Read More: Iron Maiden's Bruce Dickinson to Fly in World War I Air Show | http://loudwire.com/iron-maiden-bruce-dickinson-fly-air-show-2014-sonisphere-festival/?trackback=tsmclip For all the good press Iron Maiden frontman Bruce Dickinson, ahem Dr. Bruce Dickinson, has gotten over the years, I just assumed he was a quiet guy and never said much mean about anyone. That is until an interviewer for the Guardian brought up the fact that metal is considered a lesser art form by some in the art community, which is apparently the button you need to press on Dickinson for him to go off about punks. Here we go, piece by piece. "The closest the 'art establishment' ever came to embracing metal was punk. The reason they embraced punk was because it was rubbish and the reason they embraced rubbish was because they could control it. They could say: 'Oh yeah, we're punk so we can sneer at everybody. We can't play our fucking instruments, but that means we can make out that this whole thing is some enormous performance art.'" Yeah, hipsters do that. Or whatever they were called at the time. I'm not sure they embraced it because it was rubbish though. It seems more like it was an insane countercultural thing that flew in the face of society back when it was pertinent. Metal wasn't exactly like that- it was more of an underground thing that sort of kept to it self ad gestated for a long, long time. Plus I'm not sure it's fair to say every punk band couldn't play their instruments. "Half the kids that were in punk bands were laughing at the art establishment, going: 'What a fucking bunch of tosspots. Thanks very much, give us the money and we'll fuck off and stick it up our nose and shag birds.'" That doesn't sound so bad. A paycheck's a paycheck and the artsy type apparently loved that kind of thing, according to Dickinson. "But what they'd really love to be doing is being in a heavy metal band surrounded by porn stars." Can that even be justified? I mean, think about the bands that were being surrounded by porn stars. I'm not sure those bands gave any more of a shit about the people who were signing their paychecks or the art community than punks did. Maybe it's just me, but I feel like Dickinson gets unjustifiably pissed about metal's non-acceptance in the art community back then than he should. Thoughts?

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BEAUTIFULL DAY, Bill Cosby Harassement
Bill Cosby Details Sexual Liaisons With Women In Deposition In a 10-year-old deposition, the actor detailed how he seduced several much-younger women, including offering drugs he said were not given surreptitiously. Bill Cosby admitted to using his fame, money, and mentorship — and once feigning interest in a father's cancer — to seduce young women and then hide it all from his wife, according to a 10-year-old deposition uncovered by the New York Times. Cosby also acknowledged giving the women he was interested in drugs, including quaaludes and Benadryl, though he denied giving the drugs surreptitiously. Bill Cosby has been accused of drugging and sexually assaulting multiple women over the course of several decades. In total, more than two dozen women have come forward alleging they were raped by the famous entertainer. The allegations have intensified in recent months as more women have come forward with sexual assault allegations. Cosby has not been charged in any of the cases. The deposition — taken at a Philadelphia hotel 10 years ago in connection to a lawsuit filed by a woman accusing him of drugging and molesting her — includes comments from Cosby in which he describes his sexual encounters with women, and explains how he would systematically go about trying to seduce them. "I think I'm a pretty decent reader of people and their emotions in these romantic sexual things," Cosby said in the deposition. The lawsuit was settled back in 2006 but details remained unknown because of a confidentiality agreement. The Associated Press had been fighting in court to make the deposition public for years, arguing in part that, "the stark contrast between Bill Cosby, the public moralist and Bill Cosby, the subject of serious allegations concerning improper (and perhaps criminal) conduct, is a matter as to which the AP -- and by extension the public -- has a significant interest." Attorneys for the plaintiff had asked for the confidentiality agreement to be lifted, but the New York Times found that the 1,000-page deposition transcript was already public in a court reporting service. In it, Cosby detailed his liaison with a 19-year-old aspiring model, and ending the relationship to pursue another. "Moving on," Cosby explained. In the case of Andrea Constand, whose lawsuit led to the deposition, Cosby said he pursued a relationship by taking her to his house and adopting a role as her mentor. During one meeting, Cosby described having a "sexual moment" with her, but explained he tried to not have sex with women because it "is something that I feel the woman will succumb to more of a romance and more of a feeling, not love, but it's deeper than a playful situation," according to the Times. Cosby admits to giving Constand Benadryl before the two had sexual contact, but her attorneys believe she took something else. The comic said he gave her one and-a-half tablets of the over-the-counter drug, but did admit that he had access to, and used and shared, quaaludes, "the same as a person would say have a drink." “Quaaludes happen to be the drug that kids, young people were using to party with and there were times when I wanted to have them just in case,” he said. In excerpts published by the Times, Cosby also explained how he would keep his wife from learning about his encounters with other women, including paying for their expenses from his personal account. “My wife would not know it was because Andrea and I had had sex and that Andrea was now very, very upset and that she decided that she would like to go to school, or whatever it is,” Cosby said. If his wife asked about him giving money, Cosby explained: “I would say to her that there is a person I would like to help.” Lawyers who represented the women mentioned in the deposition did not immediately respond to BuzzFeed The Sedative Bill Cosby Procured For Sex Was Banned In The ’80s procure - adquirir - acquire

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Arrival
Text I used to think this was_the beginning of your story. Memory is a strange thing. It does not work like I thought it did. We are so bound by time. By its order. It's okay. Come back to me. Come back to me. Come back to me. Stick em up! You are the sheriff in this here town? My tickle guns are gonna get you! You want me to chase you? You better run. I remember moments in the middle. I love you. I hate you! And this was the end. Come back to me. Baby, come back to me. And now Im not so sure I believe in_beginnings and endings. There are days that define_your story beyond your life. Like the day they arrived. Good Morning. Where is everyone? Ok... Well let's get started. Today, we're talking about Portuguese and why it sounds so different_from the other Romance languages. The story of Portuguese begins_in the Kingdom of Galicia... In the Middle Ages... when a language was seen_as an expression of art. Any news you want to share? Dr. Banks can turn you turn the TV to_the news channel? But police have already_set up a perimeter around the area. .As you can see, we got just_about as close as we can... .but unfortunately, Montana right now,_is on complete lock down. .The object apparently touched down... .40 minutes ago,_just north of ****** 04. .We are waiting to hear if this is perhaps_an experimental vessel or... .Hold on... .Im learning that more objects like this. .Have landed in as many as eight other_locations around the world. .Yes? Henry? .This is from a site in Hokkaido. .This is worldwide and is_happening right now. Okay... um... Class is dismissed. .The Pentagon is simply asking_for cooperation .while authorities assess the object. .You are saying its not ours? .- Do you even know if its from Earth?_- We are collecting information. .We're coordinating with other countries. .We are not the only ones to_have one of these in our backyard. .If this is some kind of_peaceful first contact, .why send twelve? Why not just one? I do not know, Mom. Im watching the same news you are. Mom... mom, please don't bother_with that channel. How many times I have to say that_those people are idiots? Do I sound nervous? Ok, exactly... so... Yeah, me? You know me. Im about the same. Mom, I'm fine. Ok, I'll call you later - bye. .And in around eight hours after landing, .Theres still no signs of what_might be called "first contact." .The objects measuring_at least 1500ft tall... .Two more have reported to_have penetrated Russian airspace. .One in Siberia and the other_on the coast of the Black Sea... .above the ocean. So far there are 12_unidentified objects spread across the globe... .there is no obvious logic_to their locations. .And no evidence that the_ships are even occ... .entertain the idea that_if it is a kind of vessel, .it may be unmanned. .Regardless, we have a protocol_for scenarios like this. .LIVE FROM VENEZUELA. .After two days' of extraordinary events, .the President this morning, has declared_a state of emergency. .With as many as 5,000 National Guard being_deployed to the state of Montana, alone. .Borders are closed and flights_have been grounded, .stranding millions of travelers. .Gas, water and food continues to escalate .and federal authorities_have temporarily lifted .the overtime limit on law enforcement. .The ATF has put a temporary_ban on new gun licenses, .forcing many independent suppliers .of hunting equipment and firearms .to close their doors to the public. .48 hours later and no_further development... .Two days. .And the public now expects us_to know all the answers. I'm Colonel G.T. Weber. We havn't formally met,_but two years ago, You did a Farsi translation_for the Italians? You made quick work on those_insurgent videos. And you made quick work_with those insurgents. You're on top... on everyone's list_when it comes to translations. And yet youve been two years in the SSBI. So, you still have top secret clearance. So thats why I'm in your office_and not in Berkeley. Okay? I have something I need you_to translate for me. .Why are you here? .Can you understand us? .Where did you come from? Now you heard..._what you make of it? - Is that...?_- Yes. - How many?_- How many what? How many were speaking? Two. They were speaking at the same time. Are you sure they had mouths... How would you approach translating this? You hear any words? Phrases? I do not... I do not know. So what can you tell? I can tell you that it is impossible to_translate an audio file. I would need to be there_to interact with them. You did not need that_for Farsi translation. I did not need because I already_knew the language, but this is... I know what you're doing. - Tell me what Im doing._- I'll not take you to Montana. Its all I can do to keep it turning into a_tourist site for everybody who has a clearance. Im just telling you what it would take_to do this job. It is not a negotiation. If I leave here... your chance is gone. Good day. Colonel... You mentioned Berkeley._Are you going to ask Danvers next? Maybe. Before you commit to him... ask him the Sanskrit word for "war"_and its translation. .An agreement on sharing_scientific discoveries. .Was closer tonight as Russia and China_***** at the United Nations. .Meanwhile, financial markets_across the world are in crisis .with the Dow Jones industrial average_fell 2,000 points... - Good Morning._- Colonel? Gavisti._He says that means discussion. - What you say means?_- A desire for more cows. Pack your bags. - All right, give me 20 minutes._- Take only 10! Dr. Banks! This way, please. - Are you alright?_- Yes. .(Inaudible dialogue due to_noise inside the chopper) Thanks. Sorry. Couldn't hear what you were saying. Language is the foundation_of civilization... 147;975243;978008;It is the glue that holds_the people together... 148;978008;980649;It is the first weapon_drawn in a conflict. Louise, esse Ian Donnelly._Louise Banks, Ian Donnelly. - Quite a reading!_- Yeah... you wrote it. Yeah. It's the kind of thing_you write as a preface. Dabbled with the basics. It's great. Even if its wrong. - Its wrong?_- The cornerstone of civilization isn't language - its science. Ian is a theoretical physicist_at Los Alamos. You'll report to me, but will be working_with him when you are in the shop. Thats what they are calling the UFO? Priority One. What do they want,_Where are they from? Beyond that, how did they get here? Are they capable of faster_than light travel? I made a list of questions ranging from handshakes_to binary sequences... How about we just talk to them before we start throwing problem at them? That's why you both are here. I'll bring the coffee. Coffee with some aliens. - Take them to Dr. Kettler._- Yes sir. Follow the Captain to the Medical Wing. The procedure takes just a few minutes,_then we'll start. Alright. They will take care of your bags... and cell phones. Follow me. Put this on and wear them all times. Sir, they're here. Louise Banks, Ian Donnelly. When was your last meal? - Last night._- Same. When was the last time_you did something stressful? Does now count? - Just saying._- Who's being... Carted off in a med-bag? Not everyone is able to process_experiences like this. Im gonna take some bllod from you. And give you an immunization doze to cover you against bacterial threats._Can you sign this please? Before we can start. - Are any of you claustrophobic?_- No. Are taking any medication, any allergies? Pregnant? The boost doze may give_a kick to your systems, so you may experience side effects: like nausea, dizziness, headaches. Or even a ringing in your ears. .In exactly 112 minutes and 19 seconds .gravity starts to shift_and fall out of the room. Have you found a scientific explanation_for it? - Like is it for them?_- No, I think it is for us. .There seems to circulate air inside_the chamber, so... .After two hours, you run out of oxygen. It doesn't take you 18 hours to pump_fresh air into a room? Atmosphere. - Excuse me?_- If their atmosphere is different from earth, It would take hours to balance_the concentration of air and the pressure everytime_we open their door. Are you saying that could suffocate us_if they wanted to? This is Agent David Halpern, the CIA. - Let me take you to your stations._- Yes sir. We need the answers as soon as possible. What they want, where they came from. Why you are here, this is the priority. Everyone. This is Dr. Ian Donnelly,_he will lead the team. Have they responded to anything?_Shapes, patterns, numbers, Fibonacci? We can't tell what they were saying,_but they responded to "hello", so... Ok that is all. What have you figured out? We're just getting started._Good Morning. This is Dr Louise Banks. - She will be heading your team._- Dr. Banks, its a pleasure. Dr. Banks is taking over the mission_from Dr. Waller. The 15 minute alarm. What kind of radiation are we walking into? No, this is just for safety. So is there any physical contact... with them?_I'm the only one *********, aliens? It has a wall made of glass,_we do not make contact. What they look like? You'll see soon enough. Hurry up. The suits are clumsy at first. But you'll get used to them. All personnel in the second vehicle. We get there in a few minutes. Make sure you hold onto something. Every 18 hours... the door_opens at the bottom. Thats when we go in. Yeah, that has happened. Alright, lets move. Time is wasting. You ready? You ready? It's okay, sir. - You can proceed._- Stand by. Okay, bring it up. You okay? Yeah. Dr. Banks. You can do it. C'mon. I... I think... Grab her. Dr. Donnelly, you cool? Yeah! Holy fuck! We go down in there, You can start your job. - Ok._- Ok. - Everybody, move up._- Alpha Team in position. We're on the move. Setting up equipment... What happens now? They'll arrive. Dr. Banks? Dr. Banks? You can start. Wait... Just a minute. I'm fired? You were better than the last guy. That does not make me feel any better. You have till 0200 hours_to think something up. And what happens then? You go back in. Violence continues to spread across the US_today ******. The President has declared_a mandatory dusk to dawn curfew after the crack down by the National Guard. Failed to prevent a third night_of looting across the country. In North Dakota, 144 members of_the St. Lawrence Pentecostal occult. Are feared dead after they_set their compound ablaze. Their website claims,_the arrival of aliens. Set in motion a prophecy that 12... Uh.. we're up in 15..._You got any new intel? Yeah. We've been playing back_some of their sounds... And where has that got you? When they play audio back at us._Its from an unseen source. What are you up with? Conversations from inside the_room. Branches of dialogue. We have nothing. - Whats that for?_- Visual aid. Look, I'm never going to_be able to speak their words, if they aren't talking. But they might have some sort of_written language or basis for visual communication. Ok. Let's start. Human. Human. I'm human. And you? Human. - Oh my God._- Are you recording this? Yes sir. I have sent this to base. Louise, its incredible! Human. Human. Human. Okay... Slow down Louise. I don't want to take_away from your success, but Dr. Banks,_is it really the right approach? Try to teach them_how to speak and read? - Thats gonna take long._- You're wrong! Its faster. Everything you do here, I have to explain to a_room full of men, whose first and last question. Is how can this be used against us. So you'll have to give me more than that! Kangaroo. What is that? In 1770, Captain James Cook's ship ran aground off the coast of Australia and led a party, where they found the aboriginal people. One of the sailors pointed to the animals that hop around and_put their babies in their pouch, And he asked what they were._The Aborigines said "kangaroo". And your point is? It wasn't until later that they learned_that "kangaroo" means. I don't understand. So... I need this so that_we don't misinterpret things in there, otherwise it is going to take 10 times_as long. I can sell that for now. But I need you to submit_your vocabulary of words before the next session. Remember what happened to the Aborigines. A more advanced race,_nearly wiped them out. - Its a good story._- Thanks. Its not true, but it proves my point. HUMAN? I think we can present some_prime numbers here. - It's something._- Congratulations, you're a parrot. Its a lot more than that,_you cheeky bastard. Dont you see? They can't seem to follow our algebra. But complex behaviours - that clears. That does not make any sense, does it? Problem is, not everyone shares our policy of being open with the aliens. That is Gen. Shang. It is gathering strength in Shanghai and at least four other nations_would follow him. - Louise, we need get ground today._- Ok. - You have the vocabulary for me?_- I do. You're gonna teach them your name_and Ian's? Yes, so that we can learn their names,_if they have names, and then introduce pronouns later. These are grade school words. Eating, walking. Help me understand. No no no! Not the top! What is your purpose on Earth? Ok, this is where you_want to get to, right? - That is the question._- Right. So, first we need to make sure that_they understand what a question is. The nature of our request for information on the response. Then we need to clarify the difference between a specific "you"... and a collective "you". We don't want to know why_a 'Joe' alien is here, we want to know why they all landed. A purpose requires an understanding_of intent. We need to find out do they make_conscious choices, or is the motivation so instinctive that they don't understand_any why "?" question at all. And biggest of all we need to have_enough vocabulary with them, that we understand their answer. Yeah. Stick to your list. Just... Don't add anything to it. Let's get started. Louise. Louise, I'm Louise. What is that? Is that a new symbol?_I can't tell. I don't know,_I think its the symbol for "human" again. But with a curl at the end. Maybe they indicate a question._I don't know. I do not know, Louise,_I think they are confused. Dr. Banks, move to the next word. Dr. Banks! - Its okay._- Whats going on? What are you doing? - Im fine._- Are you crazy? They need to see me. She's taking off protection._Dr. Banks! Are you ok?_You are at risk of contamination. - They need to see me._- Dr. Banks. - Dr. Banks._- She's going upto the screen. Should we abort? Go back to your stations. Ominous music plays. Now that's a proper introduction. Louise. I'm Louise. Ian, you want to introduce yourself? I... Louise. Everyone dies one day, right? Sir, Donnelly is taking off his suit too. Permission to abort? Continue with the session. Ian. Louise. You? Who are you? I think those are their names. They have names. So what are we gonna call them? I do not know. I was thinking of Abbott and Costello. Yeah. I like it. I like it. Vehicle One, exit your vehicles_and proceed to the decontamination camp. Do not take the masks. Not to withdraw their masks, and adhere to the decontamination room. - How do you feel?_- Overworked. Like I said, I need to tell you,_you put yourself at risk. There is no signs of radiation poisoning..._yet. I'll check your blood. - For now, Im gonna give you another boost._- Ok. - No radiation?_- Nothing else we can detect either. But I will still give her a strong_cocktail, regardless. It was the first time we made_significant progress. Alright. We'll take the risk. - Honey... honey._- What's going on? - Can you tell me something?_- No. - You are worried._- How can I not worry? Calm down. Becky asked if the monsters_are going to kill Dad. Honey, its not gonna happen. - Come soon, please._- No need to worry. I'm so scared. Music playing. Here are some of the many things we don't know about the heptopodes. Greek: Hepta seven. Pod foot. Seven feet. Heptà¸£à¸pode. Who are they? Trying to answer this in any meaningful_way is hampered by the fact that, outside of being able to see them_and hear them, They have deposited_absolutely no footprint. The chemical composition of their_spaceship is unknown. The Shell emits no waste,_no gas, no radiation. Assuming that the ships_communicate with each other, they do so without detection. The air between the shells is controlled by sonic emissions or light waves. They are scientists or tourists? If scientists,_they don't seem to ask a lot of questions. Why they land in these places? The world's most decorated experts_can not figure that out. The most plausible theory is that_they chose places on earth. With the lowest incidences of_lightning strikes. But there are exceptions. The second most plausible theory_is that Sheena Easton. Had a hit song in each of_these sites in 1980. So... we just don't know. How do they communicate? Here, Louise has brought us all to shame. The first breakthrough was discovering_that there is no co-relation between what a heptà¸£à¸pode says,_and what a heptà¸£à¸pode writes. IAN YOU Unlike all human written language, their writing is semasiogrà¸£à¸fica. It conveyes meaning,_it does not represent sound. Perhaps they view our form of writing_as a wasted oppurtunity, Passing every second_communication's channel. We have our friends in Pakistan to thank. For their study on how the_heptà¸£à¸podes write. Because unlike speech, a hologram is free of time. Like their ship or their bodies. Their written language has no form_or no direction. Linguists call this nonlinear orthography. Which raises the question:_"Is this how they think?" Imagine you wanted to write a sentence using 2 hands, starting from either side. You have to know each word_you wanted to use, as well as how much space they will occupy. A heptà¸£à¸pode can write a complex sentence in two seconds effortlessly. It took us a month to make_the simplest vocabulary. Next, explain the vocabulary. Louise thinks it will easily take_another month to get ready for that. Hey. - Hi._- Weber's looking for you. Why do you think I'm hiding out here? C'mon up. - Nice out here, huh?_- Yeah, it's a nice view. Away from the noise. You know, I was just thinking about you. You approach language like a_mathematician. You know that right? I will take that as a compliment. But it is. And... I want you to. Steer us around these communication traps that I did not even know existed. What...? I guess this is why I'm still single. Trust me, you can understand communication and still end up single. I feel like everything_that happens there... It comes down to the 2 of us. It's a good thing, alright? You and I? See those jokers that_we are working with? Thank God, I got you. .ALIEN CRISIS_DAY 25 VENEZUELA. .UNITED KINGDOM SAVE OUR SPECIES! Tonight, the first photo of the aliens_goes viral. Biological contamination is a_major risk factor. At the Montana site. So say environmental_pressure groups. 800,000 march on Washington to protest the government's handling_on the crisis. All this and more, special coverage. First contact was inside that thing. Who's in charge? The government, of course. The same government who ruined our_backyard and bankrupted our military. Look at these people._Most of them don't even have guns. We could be facing a full scale_invasion invasion. Our President is willing to sit back,_and let them overtake the country. We are falling asleep at the wheel, people! You know what Im talking about! The smartest thing to do right now,_would be a show of force. I'm talking about a shot across the brow. I want to know what you think_about all this. Whats this word? Green Planet... The Earth is a planet. Want to see my project_for Miss. Garrett's class? Of course, little nose. We had to make up our own TV show. If we had one. - Who are those two people?_- Thats you and Dad. The show is called: "Mommy and Daddy_talk to animals." Its lovely. Ok. - It's okay to be sad that your dad and I..._- I know. I'm not. We both love you very much. I know. It's just a drawing - not real. Louise? Are you alright? Yes I'm fine. I not sure if it's something... I can explain. Would you like a checkup_with Dr. Kevin? I am ok. It's fine, I'm ok. How are you feeling? I need some sleep, but... I am fine. Yeah? I've been doing a bit of reading_about this idea that... What if you emmerse yourself into_a foreign language... - You can actually rewire your brain._- It is a hypothesis. It is a theory that... It is the theory that... The language you speak_determines how you think. Yes, it affects how you see everything... I'm curious. Are you dreaming_in their language? I've had some dreams. I don't think that makes me_unfit to do this job. - Did you sleep?_- A little. Know Mandarin? People talking. The voice you're about to hear_belongs to the Chinese military chief. General Shang. Put it on. We also have a live feed,_if you want to look. Rewind. Stop. He is saying each of the 12_is offering advanced technology. Go back again... play. The scientific team is attempting_to decode the sense... sense?_I dont know what that means. Something that will manage. Suits, honor and flowers. I don't... - I don't know, that's all._- I don't know what it means either. An hour ago, China mobilized forces... and now Russia is following suit. Shang is about to start something. All same suits... Suits... suits, honor, flowers... Colonel, those are all parts of Mahjong. God... are they...? They are using a game to communicate_with the Heptà¹podes? Maybe... why? Lets say I taught them_chess instead of English. Every conversation would be a game,_every idea expressed through opposition. Victory... defeat. You see the problem? If all I ever gave you was a hammer... Everythings a nail. We need to ask the big question. Ready or not. Heptà¸£à¸podes purpose. Purpose of heptà¸£à¸pode._Earth. What is your purpose? Do we only have Costello? Ok. There you are. What is he saying? Offer weapon. You saw what they wrote. Using a word that they_don't fully understand. Enough! Louise. We don't know if they understand the difference between a weapon and a tool. Our language like a culture is messy,_and sometimes one can be both. I think it's quite possible that they are_asking us or them for something. Not the other way round. Like the first part of trade. So how do we clarify their intentions_beyond these two words? I go back in.. right_away we go back in... we clear this out.. - It's more complicated than that._- How is it more complicated than that? Col., the Secretary of Defense_is on the line for you. We need to sit on this information_till we know what it means. So we aren't sharing it with our enemies._We have to consider the idea that our visitors are prodding us_to fight among ourselves, till only one faction prevails. - There is no evidence for that._- Sure there is. Just grab a history book. British in India, Germans with Rwanda. They even got a name for it in Hungary. We are a world with no single leader. Its impossible to deal with just one of us. We have the word weapon now... Yes general. What did they say? China and Russia are off the grid._They aren't speaking very well. What they learnt in the last session_has them spooked. Yes sir. We have orders to do the same. - Wait these are our allies!_- Put your radio on silence! - Do it._- We received a message from the heptà¸£à¸... Damn it! We need to be talking to each other! You want to talk to them?_Find out what this means. This cam is now offline... We've never re-entered the session before. Louise, trust me ok? We got time. Just gotta step on it, alright? ."USE WEAPON". This is the alien message sent to provoke the Chinese government to withdraw their_scientists from the international mission today. In a statement, General Shang said: China no longer trusts the aliens 659;4183065;4184650;who wants to divide us. 660;4184650;4186724;Humanity must be protected. China has asked for immediate_talks at the UN. Alpha 1-9, this is Condor. Over. Alpha 1-9, this is Condor. Come in. Over. Captain Marks, Condor, not_receiving a transmission. Let me know if you are listening. Capt. Marks, all escorts are_ordered to cease all activites... .video has jumped back to 00:42:15 mins_Not subbing this again. Jump to 01:39:06. No, no, no..._Dr. Banks you can't go in there. - Just need to ask one question._- Dr. Banks! The session is closed._You can't go back in, it's dangerous... We just need 5 minutes. No sweat. Morris, Let him go. Hey, Abbott. So, what are calling our session?_Session 37? - No 36 Part 2_- Ok. Why are you alone? Been attempting to call Capt. Marks. - The escorts not responding._- Why not? Send security. Offer a weapon... question mark. They are offering us something. Technology, device, method... See this? This is a different word. This... this segment is a lot busier. Give... technology... Now. Whats he doing? Capt. ****** check. Security team coming, sir. 4 minutes remain._We must see this through. Come on. Download weapons. - Fire *******._- Understood. We will open shooting soon. To be no casualties. Abbott wants me to write on the barrier. Can you even do that? I don't know. I can't do it with both hands. Louise. What is that? Hey... Hey... Hey... Take it easy. You suffered a concussion._Just lay back. How you feeling? - How is Ian?_- Well, same as you. He is ok. - Who... who did this?_- Some soldiers. Been watching too much TV. - What is that?_- Take it easy... take it easy. The place is no longer secure._We're on standby to evacuate. Where is Ian? Weber came and got him_maybe 10 minutes ago. He wouldn't leave till_he knew you were okay. The whole tent is on the clock to figure_out whatever it is you were given up there. This is all of it? The feed wasn't interrupted_by the explosion. Thats right. - You see something?_- I don't know yet. I need my team get together_with Louise's team. - I need everyone working on this._- We can not leave. - Glad to see you awake._- We need to go back in there and explain to them that_this wasn't our fault. - We can't go back inside._- We have to! What happened in there was an attack. We can hope for the best,_but we have to prepare for retaliation. We may have to evacuate... Thats a wrong move._As long as they stay, we have to stay. Well, they are not leaving. Why does it feel worse? China is on the offensive. They are positioning their military to blow_the alien vessel right out of the sky. If this happens, we can't sit_and wait for their retaliation. So get prepared. The Air Force and Infantry are standing by. .BREAKING NEWS. Tonight, China becomes_the first world power. To declare war against the aliens. Following the failure of the diplomatic_efforts of the United Nations, China confirmed that its language experts_tonight... delivered an ultimatum_at the Shanghai site. In a televised statement, Gen. Shang, chairman of the_People's Liberation Army, Said the aliens have 24 hours to_leave Chinese territory, or face destruction. And he urged all other world leaders to unite with China and_take a similar stance. With a huge build up of forces_at their landing sites, Pakistan, Russia and Sudan. Are thought to be following China's lead. It can't be random. Its going to take us years. Whats this term here? Mum. - Mother?_- Hm? - Sweetie?_- Whats this term for that thing... Like a technical term... When we make a deal and we_both get something out of it? - A compromise?_- No... Like it's competition, But both sides end up happy. And win-win? More sciency than that. If you want science, call your father. Thank you. Sorry. Its okay. What time is it? Its time to open the bottle_you've been hiding. You cracked something, didn't you? Yeah. Come here. Take a look at this section._It seems to be talking about time. You see the symbol of "time" - everywhere. So what is this? A formula for faster than light travel? Who can tell? It has too many gaps._Its not complete. Then it dawned on me. Right here. Stop focussing on the "1"s._Look at the "0"s. How much of it is data and_how much of it is negative space? So I measured it. 0.0833 recurring. Perhaps you'd like to add_that as a fraction. 1/12. What is saying right here, is that,_this is one of twelfth. - We are part of a larger hole._- Or 1 of 12 contestants for the prize. - Why do we have to talk to him?_- We all working together here. We need to talk to the other sites, We need to help_them with what they got from the other Heptà¸£à¸podes. In case you don't remember,_we're blacked out. China just threatened to destroy_their Shell. We are on our own. But it says that all the pieces fit in. And I'm telling you that no one else cares. Two hours ago we pulled this audio off_a secured channel in Russia. Someone from their science team_was broadcasting live. In their final session,_the alien said: There's no time. Many become one... I feel we have all the given weapons. If anyone is receiving this... Please... Well, I mean... There are a lot of ways you can_interpret what he said. I don't need an interpreter to_know what this means. Russia just executed one of their own_experts to keep their secret. Many become one_can be their way of saying. Some only required. Why hand it out to us in pieces?_Why not give it all? What better way to force us_to work together for once? Even if I did believe you, How in the world are you going to get anyone_else to play along, and give out their data? - We offer ours in return._- Yeah? - What, trade?_- Its a non zero sum game. Non zero sum game. Thats it. Thanks. 9 local completely isolated. Only way to reach them is to physically drive and_yell at the border guards which we are doing. But it won't be fast enough. There must be a way to get the message. To our allies, maybe. But at this stage,_it's little too late. What we need is to get all the_other nations online... before we start a war and theres_no way for us to reach them. Wait. Hold on a second._Louise. Its right above us. Thats problematic for us right now. The Pentagon is convinced_that our Shell will retaliate. I'd guess its orders say that we leave_within the hour. Look they are not our enemy._They meant no act of aggression towards us. Maybe thats their way of being aggressive. - Its not the question._- Then what is the question? How do we get you back in that room_thats half a mile straight up? I think our work here is done. Its in the hands of our superiors now. What the hell is she doing? Costello? Where is Abbott? ABBOTT IS DEATH PROCESS I'm sorry. We're sorry. I need you to... I need you to... to send a message..._to the other sites. LOUISE HAS WEAPON USE WEAPON I don't... I don't understand. What is your purpose here? WE HELP HUMANITY IN THREE THOUSAND YEARS WE NEED HUMANITY HELP How can you know the future? I don't... I don't understand. Who is this child? The program is called_"Mommy and Daddy talk to animals." LOUISE SEES FUTURE WEAPON OPENS TIME Wait... No! Wait! - Dr. Banks!_- Louise! Are you alright? - You alright?_- Yeah. Come here. I tried to understand. But they... It doesn't matter now._We have orders to evacuate. - Why?_- Russia and Sudan will follow suit. Ian... I do not understand why...? Help me, Mama. Louise... Mom! Momma! Sorry, honey. What day is it, do you know baby? Sunday. Are you gonna leave me like Daddy did? Oh, Hannah, honey,_your daddy didn't leave you. You're gonna see him... this weekend. He never look me anymore. Its my fault. I told him something that_he wasn't ready to hear. What? Well... Believe it or not... I know something thats going to happen. I can not explain how I know it,_I just do. And when I told your daddy, he_got really mad. He said I made the wrong choice. What? Whats going to happen? It has to do with a... A very rare disease. And its unstoppable. Kind of like you are. You're so amazing. And your poetry and all the other amazing_things that you share with the world. - I'm unstoppable?_- Yeah. I got you... I got you. Louise. I just realized why my husband left me. My husband left me. You have been married? Let's get out of here. - Mamma._- Yeah? Why my name is Hannah? Your name is very special. Because it is a palindrome. It reads the same word from backwards. - Turn it off._- That goes back. UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE TO HANNAH Hey! We're done here. Let's take this with us. UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE BY LOUISE BANKS TRANSLATING HEPTà¸£PODES I can read it. - I know what it is._- What? It's not a weapon. It's a gift. The weapon is their language. They gave it all to us. So we can learn Heptà¸£à¸pode? If you learn it... really learn it, you get to perceive time the way they do. So you get to see whats to happen. But time, it isn't the same for them. - It is not linear._- Look... We did our best but it wasn't enough. The captain will lift off in 5 minutes. Ian, Louise... It was an honor_to work with you. Good luck. Colonel... I'll find out where we are going. Wake up, Mummy. Dr. Banks... Its a pleasure. General Shang, the pleasure is mine. Your president said... It was an honor to host me in celebration. - Of course._- I confess... The only reason why I am here is... To meet you in person. Well, Im flattered. Thank you. 18 months ago, you did_something remarkable. Something not even my superior has done. - What's that?_- You changed my mind. You are the reason for this unification. All because you reached out to_me on my private number. Your private number? General I do_not know your private number... Now you know. I claimed to know how your mind works,_but... I believe it was important_for you to see that. I called you tonight? Yes, you did. Louise... Alright, let's shut down the system. Sir... there's a satelite_here dialling China. Here? What do you mean here? Come on, answer. Whose phone is it? It's your phone, sir. Search base camp now. Find out who is using that phone. - Hold on to those co-ordinates._- Yes sir. C'mon... What am I saying? What am I saying? Okay. Okay. I never forget what you said. You told me my wife's dying words. We found the source of the phone call. It is in decontamination._Waiting for instructions. Louise... What are you doing? - What are you doing?_- Changing his opinion. Buy us 20 seconds. - We do not have time._- Trust me. - 20 seconds. Do you trust me?_- Now? It's all right. Dr. Banks... Drop the phone, or we shoot. - Drop it!_- Im sorry! This is an act of treason! - Drop it!_- Its done. I got it. The communications blackout_from all 12 landing sites... continues this evening... Hold on... We are just hearing. - We are going to cut this report to tell you._- Latest news. China has called an emergency_press conference... General Shang, chief of the_People's Liberation Army... Has announced in an emergency press_conference that China is standing down. China is stating that all the intelligence_they have received... Will be shared immediately... The world is entering a new era... The Russian army are now revealing information they acquired_from both their landing sites... The 12 pieces of the puzzle is_slowly being put together. So, Hannah... This is where your story begins. The day they departed. Are you alright? Despite knowing the journey... and where it leads... I embrace it. And I welcome every moment of it. H-A-N-N-A-H. Now backwards. H-A-N-N-A-H. Hannah. You ready, baby? - Hey._- Hey. - It's okay?_- Yes you can go. Daddy! Are you ok?_I'll just roll over you. Are you ready? Guess what... All star stuff. - Ian._- Yeah. If you see your whole life,_from start to finish... Would you change things? Maybe I... I say what I feel more often. I don't know. I've had my head tilted up to the stars for as long as I can remember. But you know what surprised me? It was not meeting them. It was meeting you. I'd forgotten how good it felt_to be held by you. Do you want to make a baby? Yes... yeah! Transcript by Cianide
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Let's go. Letters are fading. Where's talent? We have 5 seconds. - And the letters? - It's fine. Did you get that in shot? Okay, where's Hal? I can only hold it a few seconds. Get the first team on set. The letters are fading. Come on, we gotta go! - She looks great. Come! - I'm ready. - Please. - Let's go. Quick review, Nicole. Get out of the car, run across... you see the skywriting, "Help"... and realise everything's gone wrong. It's incredible. You had it all figured out. And now it's all chaos. You need to project despair. - We gotta go. We're losing... - I know. Make me feel the whole human condition. - You know? - Lock it up! Can you stop the drill for 5 minutes? What's that, "Help"? - Roll camera! - Camera's rolling. - Speed! - Higher. Scene 121, take 1! Action! Faster, faster. You're like a zombie! Okay, hit the mark. Look up. Come on, come on. And good, good. Cut! We cut! Nicole, thank you. That was amazing. So compelling. Your body language, it's so emotional, everything you do. You get the big bucks because you make me look great. Camp David here. About the ring. Mary, here's Nicole. - Sorry to bug you. - Okay, pal. - Do I sign the thing? - Voucher. Sure. You get a voucher? - Did they get it? - Let's hope. Our wardrobe, right? John, take this. Where do I know you from? I know you, right? Thanks. Chippers in So-Ho. I waited on you. What a great memory! It was a couple of months ago, right? But I remembered your face. And you're an actress. I'm an extra. A face in the crowd. I'll get my sweatshirt. When do you finish work? Was that gorgeous black girl you came with your girlfriend? It was a guy in drag! What are you talking about? - Gorgeous girlfriend? - Beautiful, whatever it was. I was writing a piece on transvestites... which is why you saw my "gorgeous girlfriend". Well if you ever come back... I get off around midnight. You need a... Excuse me, can I borrow...? Tell me how close I am. You're from rich parents... you see a shrink and you're dyslexic, right? Thanks. - That was good. - I try. My father's wealthy... I do see a shrink... and I'm insomniac, so you're in the ballpark. I remember you had an amazing look. And I thought, "Trouble for someone." I think I dreamt about you. Really, I remember your face. Who wouldn't? Please, sign your voucher. Thanks. - Lee! - Excuse me. Over here. Sandy, you'll send the truffles to the president, right? Tomorrow at 7, okay? In the park. - Thanks. - Here he is. Sorry. Ready for our tête-à-tête? Absolutely. Everything in hand. - Bill Gaines. - How are you? Nicole's press agent. Please, let's not dwell on the bulimia. Believe me, Bill, this is about lots of things. You said you'd show me where you grew up. I did, I promised. It's great we could do this. Makes a big difference. So kind of you to show me. This stuff makes a lot of people nervous. Sorry to disturb you. This lady lived here... as a child, years ago. Nicole Oliver. You must know her. Great actress. What d'you want? He's writing an article about me... and I'd like to show him where I used to live. Five minutes. It'd be great for the magazine. Come in and look around. - I appreciate it. - Thank you. Look how tiny her feet are. Like, this is where it all began. Did you have feet like that, too? Strange for you, I guess. - It's changed, I think. - I hope so. It feels smaller. Small? That often happens. How long have you lived here? Never mind. Can we go upstairs? - Terrific. - Whatever you want. - Is that okay? - She said okay. - I don't care. - Great. Thank you. I had this whole wall plastered... with movie star photos. I dreamt about being in a movie... with Warren Beatty. You had nice dreams. And I'd lie on the bed naked and watch my body develop. "Naked..." And I prayed that... my breasts and legs would be beautiful... so I could be an actress. You cut a very erotic figure like that. I have to say it. Fortunately I matured quickly. I remember my brothers spying on me... in the shower, or they rubbed up against me. I empathise with them totally. I really... Please. No? - Married. - Happily? Very. But you have to work at it. You have to, if you want fidelity in a relationship. But have you ever given in to lust in this room... and really let yourself go... in a big way? I can't sleep with you. You can't, I know that. But I had to... The proximity is... thrilling... and irresistible. - Not that you're not attractive. - Very kind. I find you very attractive. But some things I won't do, out of commitment. I hear you. You don't have to... I only have intercourse with my husband, Phil. My body belongs to my husband. Listen, I understand... But from the neck up, that's another story. After your nomination you formed a production company, right? Right. You have to develop your own projects. You can't imagine the amount of crap I get sent. Plus, I'd really like to direct one day. Really? Well, I don't want to be pushy... but I've got a screenplay I've written... and today I thought it might be... you know, perfect for you. Really. Right now it's written for a man... but it could easily be rewritten for a woman. What's it about? An armoured car robbery, but with a personal crisis. - Who would I play? - One of the guards. It needs a rewrite, with a feminist statement. I know you're politically active... and I think it could work so well. I've been working on it for a year... and I can't progress unless a star is involved. And someone like you, it'd be... Have you given it to any actors? Yeah, but their agents reject it before they see it... because I have no track record as a screenwriter... although the script gets a terrific reaction. - Let me think about it. - Really? Great, because I don't want to... - But I think you'd enjoy it. - Let me think about it. Sure. He's coming! Come this way! Come this way, everyone! It's him. Come on. We watch you every Sunday on TV! We wouldn't miss it for the world! Good to see you. - Will you stay long? - As long as I can. Father Gladden is our guest, from the TV. Father, my daughter got a prize at school for charity work. She'd love to have your autograph. Entrance into the Kingdom of God... is determined by our response to the neighbour in need. I don't know what I'm doing here. Relax, I was the same at first. My room's so spare. And with a Bible! And the water comes out brown. I told the handyman. Really, I know what you're going through. When my husband went off with his secretary, I was lost. Someone said, "You were raised a Catholic. How could you consider a hit man?" And I heard about this retreat. - But I'm not religious. - Nor am I. My life, religious? I've had two divorces and two abortions. But to take a break from the chaos of the city... No, no, no. The water comes out brown in my room. And the bed's hard. You've had a trauma. No therapy, no pills... what you need is peace and quiet. Your emotions have to settle. I couldn't go back to teaching again. Simplify. Who's more popular, the Pope or Elvis? - I don't think there's any doubt... - Elvis! Do you think that the Beatles, at the height of their fame... were bigger stars than Jesus? - World population was smaller... - Autograph, please? The food's the worst. What is this? I don't know. Shoe leather? You don't have to eat it. I asked for it rare. But you don't like meat. I said "rare". You heard me. I told them twice. "Not overdone." Well, we're not here to enjoy ourselves. Eat it, or something else. - The macaroni cheese is good. - Would you like mine? It's rare. - That's nice of you. - Please! You sure? You see, I can't eat steak that's not rare. Doesn't that look nice! I started as a hobby... but I get so many orders now, I can't make them quick enough. All genuine ceramic. And this rubber bulb here... that you fill with washable red dye. One squeeze and His wounds bleed. Watch that. Isn't that something? - Do you like the country? - Oh, very much. I went to a Catholic school, you know? So I have moments of nostalgia for the faith. Let your soul wander. And if the miracles of nature... lead to intimations of something larger... try and have an open heart. Are there ticks here? I'd hate to get Lyme's disease. - No casualties so far. - Good. Could you excuse me? Yes. Bye. What, a divorce? A divorce. - Try and understand. - Why? It's not you, it's me. I have to... - Pull over! - Robin, we should... Pull the fucking car over! Jesus, will you calm down? Robin, where are you going? That's not safe! Come on. Are you crazy? This is dangerous. We can't talk here. You've met someone else? - I knew you'd think that. - You have. You're lying. I haven't. Jesus! So after 16 fine years, why a divorce? It's me. I'm confused. I want a different life, to go in a different direction. - Confused? Then see a doctor. - I did. Well, that's news! What other surprises you got in store? This wasn't an easy decision. You've met someone. No-one just ups and goes. You know, we got married so young. - Never time for living! - Change your life how? All we know is each other! So who do you want to explore, Allison? Why Allison? - Your hands touched in the car. - I don't believe this! And you didn't pull yours away! You had an affair with Allison! - Our neighbour! - Not an affair! - You slept with her! - That's why I want a divorce! To marry Allison? I can't be dishonest, and I have been... and I don't want to do it. - Who else? - Nobody else. Lee, tell me... now we're clearing the air. I won't get angry. Lee, come on. Let's clear the air. I won't get angry. Aren't you cold? We're clearing the air. I'm not gonna get angry. Sheila... Sheila? You lowlife motherfucker! - I can't talk to you! - My best friend, Sheila! It's not about women. I'm depressed about my whole life. Your life with me? I hate these stupid travel pieces! I tried to talk to you before, but you're so high-strung. I mean, we can't talk! It's over, you know? I'm not happy! Robin, are you okay? Robin, are you okay? No. But I will be. Do you try to shock people? One of my best collections. I'm pleased how it turned out. I'd love to talk about this location. We'll definitely get together. It's an inspired idea! The skyline enhances my collection. The colour's great, isn't it? A fantastic backdrop for your work. It'd be great to talk more about this. Come next week. We'll have lunch and I'll show you round. Can we talk more now? - It'd help me with the details. - Sure, no problem. Nice car. Thanks. Want to drive it? - Because it's a terrific... - Is it yours? Sure. What am I, a car thief? It's an Aston Martin. You're welcome, come on. You've got a wig, it's... - Camouflage. - Really? - Give me the keys. - Thank you. You look so much longer-haired. Got enough room? Not too fast, the steering's a little... Like flying a plane. Yeah, a 1967 Aston Martin. Cost me a fortune. And I had them put the wheel on the left. Wanna go for a drink? I promised a friend I'd go to his opening. You know the painter, Bruce Bishop? - I've seen his work. - He's a genius! You know what? We'll go to the party... and have a drink afterwards. Really? Great! So they commission Oscar to do a clock tower for a mall. And what does he propose? An eight-storey penis. - Gorgeous. Congratulations. - Thank you. - An eight-storey penis? - In a little town in Kansas. Imagine these farmers driving to church... past this giant erection! Darling! - How are you? - Thanks for coming. - A pleasure. - I'm in trouble. Congratulations. Lee Simon. This is amazing. - Why in trouble? - They don't get it. I hate to think about it. Either you get my work or you don't. But don't buy my fucking paintings to be "in". Only if you have to have a "Bruce Bishop". It's all about image. - One hundred per cent. - Calm down. But he's right. - Bruce, calm down. - We should go. - He's upset. - I know. We should go. Wait. Are you a Libra? - I'm Sagittarius. - That's why you're impatient. I'm attracted to Sagittarians, but they're so impatient. - Excuse me, would you sign this? - Of course. I use your exercise tape. - You do? - So do I. But I exercise to it. I can see. You look great. - We should... - Thank you. - Let's go somewhere quiet. - You really want to do that? - How are you? - You look gorgeous! I'll get my drink. I'll be right back. You're so quiet. I was thinking that... you're the most beautiful creature... I've ever seen. Every curve in your body... fulfils its promise. If the universe has any meaning... I'm looking at it. - You're sweet. - And you're perfect. Do you have any flaws? Physically? Any kind. You're a miracle. I don't usually drool in my salad. I'm not usually like this. I'm polymorphously perverse. It's not a flaw. Just a weakness. Polymorphously perverse, meaning...? That every part of my body... gives me sexual pleasure. Meaning? Meaning every part of me gives me erotic pleasure. And how...? Sensitive is that? If you touch my thighs, my hands, my neck... my kneecaps... I'm orgasmic. Where did you learn this? It's Dionysian. A Greek taught me. Now I can't get rid of it. It's not a flaw, just a weakness. Just to get this right. If I touch your hand... if I take it and just stroke it... if I stroke it like this, you...? My God! Let's get out of here. I'll get the check. I'll get the coat and... Come on, guys, we're going dancing! Dancing? Great! - I can't dance. - We'll dance! - I can't dance. - Everybody can dance. - Let's dance. - I'll get the check. My God, I know I've told a lot of atheist jokes... and I have no right to ask for this, but that was just her hand! - Shit! - What? What's wrong? I need echinacea right away. - Right away! - Echinacea? It's for colds. Let's go find some. Let's leave. The health food stores will be closed. I know an all-night drugstore. They won't have it. And I have none at home! I'm going to Milan tomorrow! Yes. Ecchymosis? No, I told you, it's an herb. Because I can't hear you! It's an herb! I couldn't find any echinacea. You need echinacea? - You have some? - I always carry some. He's got some. So where to? We should go, you got to fly to Milan tomorrow. No, it's okay. "Stuff a cold, starve a fever" Really, it's okay. Incidentally, you're a tremendous athlete. I'm sure you have an enormous future. This your car? Yeah, an Aston Martin. It's very old. Forget it, it costs a fortune. I used to have a Volvo. I'll call you when we play the Knicks. Right. I'll give you my number. You know... you're amazing. I notice that men just stare at you. I mean, women stare at you! It's incredible. - I used to live with a woman. - Really? A beautiful young German model. The looks we got when we danced together! But you prefer men? Usually. That's great. You're not afraid of catching germs? I've got a cold. From you, I'd be willing to catch terminal cancer. My place or yours? Whichever makes you happier. My place. I have a mirror next to the bed. You have a mirror. Sure. My God! I'm so sorry! You're okay? Not bleeding? Just a little shaken! Christ, what were you thinking? I hope the police don't give me a balloon test. - They'd misinterpret this. - The police? I can't be connected with a drunk-driving accident! I'm not drunk! The tabloids will kill me! I just signed an endorsement with a cosmetic company! I got to go. I'll be fine. I'll get a cab. No, I'll take you, because... Are you crazy? Look at your Aston Martin! I can claim it in the morning. The night is young. I wanted to see your mirror. You can't leave the scene of an accident. This is a bad neighbourhood. You should... I'll be fine. I'm a black belt. - But if you're bleeding internally? - Nice to meet you! Fucking cold! Rain! I've been waiting for 2 hours. - I've been waiting too. - Dr Lupus knows you're here. I can't wait. - If you'd like to reschedule... - I made this appointment in June. I've been waiting a year for my appointment. I know a woman who sold her appointment for $3,000. If they're going to touch me, I want the best. I understand. Since that Newsweek article, we're overrun. - Dr. Lupus! - A few minutes. Very interesting. I can work with that. Miss Lipton in 7. It's really worth the wait. The man's an artist. Dr. Lupus, hello. I'm worried about my jowls. What do you think? Yes, they'll go. - Some of the neck, too. - Excuse me. No, no, those eyes have to be wider. And we got to get rid of the double chin. I want to make you look like Pearl Chavez, the fiery half-breed. "Duel in the Sun", right? They'll think you have Indian blood. Thank you. I don't know why I'm here. Herman, she needs a makeover. Thanks for fitting us in. Please, please! You're very special to me. - Do I need a makeover? - Why be less than perfect? What can we do with the eyes? I see what you mean. They're beady. - And tighten this up, too. - Beady? I told her you were a genius. I read that Newsweek article. - The lips a little fuller? - Fuller? Not if you prefer that cold, stressful look. - Are they too thin? - It won't be noticeable. Well, noticeable, but not artificial. The cameras are here. Thank you. I'm on "News at Noon". We're in the plush office of a man called... "the Michelangelo of Manhattan". - Ignore the camera. - And your breasts and buttocks? As with the great Renaissance sculptor... unsightly flesh is molded and suctioned away... until only youth remains... or the illusion of youth. I'm out of here. I should go. Outside in the waiting room, anxious faces... await transmogrification into perfection. We don't do penis enlargements. We don't have the space. We're talking about 3 inches. Socialite Pinky Virdon... uses the VIP entrance for the privileged few... who do not have to plan eons in advance for an appointment. I'm not blaming you, I have to go. I'll tell you what. I'll get your coat. - We'll go out the side exit. - The side exit. Relax, I'll be right back. The waiting room's here. Why don't you get comments from those women? Don't forget the nurses. Sorry if we're disturbing you. I got a film crew here. - I was just going. - Dr Lupus said... He did a great job on you. You look great. Are my lips too thin? Not for me. Whatever he charged you, it was worth it. Thanks very much. I'm Tony Gardella. I produce "News at Noon." - And you are? - Robin Simon. What do you do? I'm a schoolteacher. Teacher? Great, so you saved your money, invested it here and now... you're a knockout! I'm here for a consultation. He hasn't done anything to me. Really? From the point of view of a total stranger... I wouldn't change a freckle. Well thank you. "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers." Well, I better get on with this thing. Back to work. Listen... forgive me, but... are you married or anything? And if not, what are you doing later? - Later, when? - Six o'clock. - Why? - Want to go to a screening? A screening? Of a new John Papadakis film. I have to go and I thought you'd like to go. Thank you, but I can't. I don't often go to the films... and I haven't heard of that director. But thanks for thinking of me. She'll be happy to go. This is my... Accepting for Ms. Simon, her friend, Cheryl. And your divorce? Are you friendly with your ex-husband? We would be if we met. I mean, this is the age of psychotherapy, right? Everyone's so sophisticated and mature. Hi, how are you? At least you're not still angry. No, that phase is over. You have to stop tantrumming... and move on with life. The champagne tastes like it was made yesterday. Think so? I kind of liked it. But I'm feeling lightheaded. I shouldn't drink any more. I wish I felt lightheaded. - I hate these screenings. - Do you? I'd rather see a real audience. I should know all these people, but I'm so out of touch. Let's see. You see that guy? That's Papadakis, the director of the film. Yeah, he's arty and pretentious. One of those assholes who always films in black and white. Tom Dale. Big star! He's filming an adaptation of a sequel of a remake. Getting out of the elevator is a famous critic. Him, I recognise. He used to hate every movie. But he married a young, big-bosomed woman and now he loves every movie. God, I'm so out of touch. Can I get you a refill? Yes! What the hell? Why not? If I could think of what to do I'd never go back to teaching. - Come work for me. - As what? All I'm good at is Chaucer. Well, we have a cooking show. You could do "Great Writers' Recipes." "Chaucer's Fettucini with Clam Sauce." "Walter Raleigh's Gazpacho." No, that's okay. But I'm glad you asked me out. I'm having a very nice... - What's the matter? - Lee! - Who's Lee? - My husband. - Your husband? - I don't want to see him here! I thought you said it was no problem. - Stand there, stand there. - All right, all right. No, no! There, there. Talk to me. Act natural, for chrissake! No, more to the left! Oh, God! - No, he's going to see me. - Where are you going? - Is he there? - I don't know who he is. - Is he going into the cinema? - There's a blond guy coming. Is that who I think it is? Robin, what are you doing here? I'm looking for... I dropped my earring! I found it! Bonnie, this is Robin. Robin, this is Bonnie. - How are you? - How am I? How am I? You mean now? You mean... my physical health? - Whatever. Or spiritual. - I'm fine. Thirsty. Nice to meet you. Oh dear! I guess we won't have a drink. - We'll go in and... - See you in there. Catch you inside. Nice to see you. - Are you all right? - I shouldn't drink. His use of these flashbacks... and slow motion is pretentious, isn't it? And that harlot he's with? You think she's pretty? Probably one of those porn channel outcalls. You dial a number if you need an escort. Escort! I mean, really! Deep massage, they say. But that's bullshit. You probably dial 588-PUSS Y. I think she's an editor for Random House, but... How could you have slept with Sheila, my best friend? You found her bovine. His word: "Bovine". Am I lying? Didn't you say she was a vache hollandaise? Didn't you? Am I lying? - You're sick, that's what! - Lie in front of these people? - I'm sorry. - That's okay. No, I lost control. I guess you're still in love with him. I guess I am. Good night. Well, think about what I said. - About what? - About coming to work for me. That's a fantasy. You're bright. You'd learn. My company's growing. You could grow with us. Too inhibited. - That's a shame. - I'm sorry. Good night. - Did you like the movie? - I hate Papadakis. One cliché after another. When you see these scripts, it's so depressing. Were you upset about the run-in with your ex? She's an hysteric. I'm lucky I got out. Tonight was proof positive, if I needed proof. Sounds like you're protesting too much. No, my class reunion was the defining moment for me. - How's that? - A class reunion last year. Take my advice. Don't do it. Doris, Doris! How are you? - You look the same. - Great to see you. - This is Nat. - Hi, Nat, how are you? - What are you up to? - I work in imports. - What are you doing? - I write for a travel magazine. Get to travel for free? Free, yeah, tell me about it. We crash-landed in Dubrovnik! Eddie, Eddie! - Look what the cat dragged in. - Nice to see you. This is Lenore, my wife. What are you up to? We've got four kids. Two on the way. What do you do when you're not procreating? I forget. I'm a dentist, that's it. Have you seen Jay Tepper? Not for ages. I don't believe this! - Lee, how are you? - I'm good. - What are you doing these days? - Hanging in there. Still running and killing the girls? I'm long married. This is my wife, speaking of married. Mary. - Where's your wife? - She has shingles. Psychological. You a shrink? Not exactly, I'm a psychoanalyst. Can you believe this guy? - Come and give me a call. - A call? Monroe Gordon, and his lovely wife, Dana. Monroe, whom you all remember was in our "Guys and Dolls"... and who went on to a successful singing career... in Broadway... in Atlantic City... Carlton's Restaurant off the Sunrise Highway... and the Sunrise Lounge. Monroe will sing a song made popular in our school years. What happened to my classmates? Everyone's so... mature-looking and fat. I didn't age that much. Unless I did and I can't see it. All these dentists, veterinarians and antique dealers... capped teeth and bald heads, grey hairs coming... Sam Jablon has that rug on. Looks like it fell on him from a window and nobody told him. Some dead already. Annette DeAngelo, breasts I caressed... lying cold in the ground! God, how I wanted to sleep with Polly Weiss. Now she's turned into her mother. Freddie Kaplan's my age. Looks like he's from my father's club. I'm fucking Prufrock. I've got to change before it's too late. Pardon me? I'm not happy, Jay. Married too young. Neither of us had the chance to live, to explore. These aren't my office hours. I'm talking to you while there's still time. I just turned 40. I don't want to look up at 50... to find I've measured out my life with coffee spoons. Try and relax. And put the vodka down. Robin's lovely. She's a little neurotic... but I don't want to spend my life as husband to a schoolteacher... writing the occasional travel piece... and never knowing... what it's like to make love... to that sleazy blonde that's married to Monroe Gordon. The truth is that... Robin is dull in bed. Fucking Catholic inhibitions. I don't know, maybe I don't excite her anymore. I don't know what's true anymore. Listen, are you in treatment? One minute you're in the school lunchroom... you fucking blink... and you're 40. Blink again... and you can see movies at half price for senior citizens. "Ask not for whom the bell tolls." Or to be more exact... ask not for whom the toilet flushes. Where were you while we were making love? You know, in high school I was Class Writer. That's why I tell you to forget the screenplays... - and go back to writing your novel. - Too inhibited. So you'll never get over some bad reviews? My two novels were dismissed. It was brutal. Maybe after I sell a screenplay. Film is where it's at. Who reads books anymore? Not young kids. - They're into cinema, movies. - I don't believe that. Nor do you. Why are you getting dressed? Going home. Isn't that what you want? I don't know what I want. You're the only one who makes sense to me since my divorce. I don't want someone to make sense to. I want someone to get irrational over me. Maybe after I sell my armoured car robbery script... I'll get back to something more serious. Philip's having a dinner next week. I'd love you to come. Philip Datloff? - He's sweet. You'll like him. - I'd be too intimidated. An editor of his stature? I'd feel guilty I wasn't writing. - I want you two to meet. - I won't know what to say. So what's your novel about? - I don't have a novel, it's more... - No, he does, he does. Been working on it for over a year. - From what I've seen, it's terrific. - Bonnie is a gifted editor. - I know this. - I'm grooming her for my job. I didn't have the emotional energy to finish it. And how many people read it? Do a film, and it reaches millions. It's not energy, it's confidence. - His first two books... - Were obliterated. The 3 S's. Self-indulgent, sophomoric, solipsistic. If every writer who got bad press at first caved in... You're too thin-skinned. My God, it's V.J. Rajnipal. - Excuse me. - Philip's his editor. What am I doing here? That guy won the Nobel and deserved... I'm out of my league. Awash in self-contempt. You know Irwin Shaw wrote the best anti-war play ever... and got it all into one act? Interesting you should say that, he was my idol. At high school I read "The Eighty Yard Run." And I wept. Cried in class. That story made me want to write. That and some pieces by Saroyan. You love him too? Amazing! I love the plays and the essays. When I think of Irwin Shaw, I think of "Girls in Summer Dresses." The title is better than most people's short stories. It's so elegant, economic. - It's thrilling. - The best. Thrilling prose. Terrific. My book is about the values of a society gone astray... a culture badly in need of help. A country that gives a 20-year-old kid who can barely read or write... a $100 million contract to play basketball? And a brutal murder trial, or who is sleeping with the President... It's all show business! All show business! Why am I getting so shrill? I get so nervous talking about my novel. That's why you have to finish it. - You're so encouraging. - Screenplays have their place. But there's nothing like a serious book. Exactly my point. In "Red Letter Day", my first book... I touched on these themes, but I was too green. - I remember "Red Letter Day". - Really? Yeah, I reviewed it for the Times. It was... extremely... half-baked, laboured... solipsistic. There was no energy. It was trivial. You don't mind my being frank? Are you okay? The rest of them will be here soon. Let's not take all day on this. Move it along! I've got plans. - This way, Mr Adelman. - Counselor! Nice to have you back. - It's a pleasure. - Put him in the Green Room. You're from the ACLU, right? Can I get you anything? Yeah. I'm expecting a call. Can you put it through? Of course. You know each other? These gentleman are from the South Carolina Klan. We've done a few shows together. You're Minister Polynice! The others are in the Green Room. Is there time for a sandwich? Of course, Mary...? - Can I see you in my office? - Just a minute. Mary... Margaret, I'm so sorry... The attorney is expecting a call... - Hi, I'm Dawn Dawson. - Dawn Dawson? The teenage obese acrobat. I had an appointment today. The teenage obese acrobat, today? - You said the 14th. - Our "Overweight Achievers." Oh my God! I gave out the wrong date! - You said the 14th. - I am so sorry. Excuse me, the skinheads are here. Green Room's getting crowded. How about the lounge? With Rabbi Kaufman. That'd be nice. It's just round the corner. How about makeup? I'm a lawyer, I can't appear without makeup! It's a madhouse. I've made a mistake. I gave out wrong dates. - Come here. - I'm so sorry. I screwed up. I'm so sorry. I've been watching you run up and down all morning... and I can't take my eyes off you. I can't get the weekend in Bermuda... out of my mind. There's lots to do. Priorities. Never confuse... priorities. Oh my God! I'm Professor Benz. We're here for the taping. I'm sorry, there's been a mistake. Sorry. "Overweight Achievers" is next week. Sorry. - Who are you? - Lou DeMarco. Who? Uncle to Tony Lipriano from the Genovese family, that's who. Our "Cosa Nostra" show is next week. She told me today! I know, I'm sorry. I can't come next week. I'm being deported Thursday. Didn't we do Sally's show together? Going back a long time. I only had 2 murders then. You're with William Morris? Don't make me laugh! Where are the bagels? Have the skinheads eaten them all? Could you interview this professional woman... for the panel on lovemaking next Tuesday? What's the show called? "Working Girls Born in Manhattan." I'm Nina. Nina, right. Great. Bye. So you're a hooker. Yeah, that's right. Hey, Tony, you finally got here. Traffic that bad? Told you it'd be heavy traffic. I knew it. Grandma, look who's here! Your favourite grandson! - Hi Tony. - Hi, Grandma. God, we were waiting for you. - Where have you been? - This is Robin, everybody. How do you do? This is my sister, Iris. - Tony's a real doll. - I know. He got us this house. Show her the house. Mom, will you stop it? But there's a waiting list to get Grandpa into the nursing home. It's the only home I trust. The others are toilets. But this one, he'd be looked after. But there's a waiting list. So maybe if you call and we'd tell him it's for you, for Grandpa. Use your name. Maybe they'd move him up on the list. Know what I mean? - We could try, Pop. - Thanks. He needs it. Talk to him about the table. Your Grandma! I want to take Iris to LeBijou for her birthday. It's impossible to get a good table there. There's a 6-month waiting list for this restaurant. - I'll have Mary make the call. - As long as it's convenient. Tony's nobody's fool. When will you get my Knick's season tickets upgraded? What am I, Don Corleone here? Not for me, brother, for your nephew. Ricky! Come here. Tell Grandma who came and spoke at your school. - A guest speaker? - Yeah, John Brennan. - Very nice! - The hostage guy. - You don't know John Brennan? - The hostage, Grandma. - You remember! - No, I never heard of him. They hijacked his plane and held him hostage for months. Grandma won't know. - Yes she does. Dad, you remember? - Sure. It was in the papers. In the papers, on the television, everything. They released him and he got this hero's welcome. He's famous! Famous? For being captured? Why's he a hero? It's no feat to get captured! Your family's crazy about you. They've never had much... and my success has made so many things possible. That's why I'm so driven professionally. Yeah, they're lovely. It's fun to be able to do things for people you love. Did you never think you might want a family of your own? Yeah. I'm surprised you don't have one. Well, you know... At the beginning we were young, not much money. And as time went on, Lee became edgy if I brought it up. Would you like to have a family if we ever got married? Well, you know... - When's the other shoe gonna drop? - What do you mean? Well, you know... I mean... you can't be this perfect. You didn't just walk into my life with no drawbacks. Any minute I'm gonna discover you have a wife. Or you had one, but you chopped her up with a hatchet. Don't walk away from me like that! - Get back in there! - Go to hell! It's all your fucking lying! Get her out of your life! You want to fucking ruin our relationship? Stupid bitch! I'm fucking sick of this bullshit! I'm sick of this bullshit! Fuck you! Stop it! Tell her to get out of our lives! I'm sick of it! Tired of this bullshit! - I can't take it anymore! - You're so paranoid! I fucking love you! Tell her to get the fuck out of our lives! Listen, baby, I love you. Don't do this to me, alright? Don't you fucking do this. Don't you fucking walk away. Don't fucking walk away from me, bitch! There's a terrible fight on the 11th floor. A fight? - Where? - 1102. - Brandon Darrow. - Every time. He seemed drunk, so I called security. - Call the police. - Somebody'll get hurt. Come on, hurry! He's trying to hurt me! Get in there. - What's going on here? - Get the fuck out. I don't know what that bitch told you, but she's lying. - I'm security. - I'll call my lawyer... if you don't get the fuck out of here. - Get the fuck out of here! - Tried to push me out the window! Bitch, don't you lie to them! Don't you fucking lie! - Keep him away! - Take it easy, pal. Get your fucking hands off me. Easy, pal! Excuse me, I have an appointment with Mr Darrow. Get off my neck! I hate this hotel! - I told you, she's lying! - I'm Lee Simon, about the script. If your friend tries to plant coke on me again... you don't know what I'll do! - Lee Simon. I wrote "Heist". - What the fuck you want? He tried to throw me and my clothes out the window! Don't bullshit strangers. And I'm not high. Look at me. - I don't make moral judgements. - What was your name? Nicole Oliver gave you my script. About an armoured car robbery. - It has a strong personal subplot. - I'm gonna sue you motherfuckers! I'll sue this fleabag, fucking cockroach hotel! - What's going on here? - I'm sick of this! Time I got a little respect round here! - Shut up! - Fuck you! Shut the hell up! Little domestic problem, but it got pretty physical. - I see your films. - Tried to push me out the window! - This guy? - Her friend planted dope on me! Come on, let's go downtown. Talk to my people. - Who are you? - Lee Simon. We have a meeting. Not right now. Later maybe. Thing is, we had a meeting scheduled... and it's important that we meet. 30 seconds would help. Come on, ladies, back up! Initially, we can have a brief conversation... and establish what we need. Can we get these guys back? Will this take long? - Out the way! - Make room! Is tomorrow good for you? A week? Clear the way! Wait! Don't take him away! Lt'll be okay, baby. Call Irv Klein, get him downtown. - I'll be out in an hour. - Hold 'em back! He didn't do anything. I'm not pressing charges! Don't hold him. The hotel has no problem with this. I brought a copy if you want to talk. Mr Darrow, you're welcome back in the hotel. Okay, because this is Brandon Darrow, understand? That's the only reason. - That's it! - Thank you very much. Mr Darrow, come back to the hotel. Stay outside, please! You're not allowed in the hotel. If we could go into the bar and have a drink... and talk for a few minutes, there's some points... I'm reworking which you'd be excited to hear. - I'm open to the whole process. - For my wife. In just a brief discussion, I think... Brandon, we'll be late! This is the first script I've read with balls. - Is it 5 already? - I had a lot of interest in it. But it's always, "Get a bankable star." Absolutely. We have to talk. You as Sonnyboy, with an unknown for the female lead. - You like fights? - Fights? We're going to Atlantic City to see the Fernandez-Tobin fight. - Atlantic City, now? - Yeah, it's 5 already. I have an assignment tonight. We could talk now. I get a lot of scripts. I'm sure! - But most are bullshit. - Exactly! - No fucking integrity! - We gotta go. - Yours works. - I'm flattered. My assignment! 2 minutes! Can't reschedule me. I fly to Africa tomorrow. They went through hell to get me an interview with the mayor's wife. She likes acting. I got scratches all over my arms. It's ridiculous. Do we take off from Teterboro? - From Teterboro. - Take off? - We can't drive now. - Some music! I can't fly. I had a horrible experience as a travel writer... Don't be a fucking pussy. Flight takes 20 minutes. It was a crash landing. - You like fights? - Yes, but... D'you like Fernandez or Tobin? Tobin's got him, man! - Tobin's got him! - I like Fernandez. I'm impressed with your ear. - My ear? - Yeah, dialogue. My ear! Well, I try and listen. Know what I mean? It flows. Come on, come on! Come on, baby! Stick him! Come on! Is this a good time to go over script problems? He can't put a fucking combination together, shit! Let's shoot craps. I can't sit still. If we could get our business done, you could play more relaxed. - You shoot crap? - I don't, no. I'll teach you, man! I know the rules, but I didn't bring much money. I'll advance you some. From our royalties? Very generous. I wanted to talk about the opening. You know? It feels a little rushed. It's definitely rushed. Needs more build-up. - No, not build-up. - Not build-up! Character development. Who is this Sonnyboy? Why's he need to score so bad? You have a feel for this. Shoot 'em, babe! You're fucking cursed. It ain't your night. I can't believe I ran through $6,000 so fast. All right, seven or eleven! Gimme the dice! Seven or eleven, baby! You know after the opening scene, when Sonnyboy meets... Hey man, you partake in this? Well I have some alcohol, so... not really. So I was wondering how you felt about how I handled the robbery. It's a terrific sequence, I'm very happy... Needs a complete rewrite. Nobody'd believe you could steal an armoured car in the daytime. - It's ridiculous. - Not enough subterfuge. For you, baby. Hey, you like her? - She's a terrific person. - Got a nice ass. With some helicopter shots, we could... Let's take the party inside, what d'you say? I'd like to talk more in-depth about the denouement... I feel there's a chance there to say something special. Excuse me, Brandon, we can finish this in a second. I don't want to get in the way, so... Why don't you get into bed... and we'll be there in a minute, right? Excuse me, have you got a second? This is an unfamiliar scenario to me. Listen, I know Gina from before. You won't be sorry. Trust me. - You mean, all of us? - Yeah, what's the problem? You never been with more than two broads before? The woman thing is not a... you know. But with guys I'm uncomfortable. But we're not getting together, right? You do like women, don't you? If it was, like on their own... with just 2, 5, 500, it wouldn't matter, but... So my presence disturbs you? You know, the idea of a naked man per se, conceptually... a naked man is not an issue for me. - Do we need the door closed? - Ever been in a boy's locker room? Sure. I have track medals. I was all-city. So what's the problem? I don't know how to put it. It's a wave of panic at the proximity of male genitalia... in conjunction with the specific activity implied. Add to which, I'm still airsick. I don't know if I can... You writers are so sensitive, you know? You should be writing greeting cards, not scripts. What's up? Not in the mood? I'm just... I don't know... tired, you know. Drunk. Just had alcohol. Brandon tells me you're his writer. Well, y'know, I'm a writer. I write. I wrote some film scripts. Really? Ever heard of Chekhov? I have. I write like him. You write like him? So Brandon, the scene in the church... where Sonnyboy's killed by his brother? Does that work? Listen, we'll definitely speak about this again. I'm going to Africa tomorrow to do a pretty complicated picture... and then I have another picture in L.A., and then maybe we can talk. But I really want to do your script. It just needs a little bit of work. I need to think about it. Know what I mean? Have a great drive back to New York. My agent will call you about the $6,000. You can pay it back in installments. He'll call you. Yeah, Bonnie? You sitting down? No, I just... I guess I just woke up. I've decided to finish my novel. Yeah, I know, I know. No, I won't let anything stand in my way, I'll work... nights, weekends, whatever it takes. Well, I came home... and looked for the chapters I'd written, but I couldn't find them. And I thought, "God, maybe I've thrown them out by mistake!" And I panicked. Panicked! No, then I found them. My God, but that panic! It just made me realise... how dear they are to me. So I reread them and I just... Well, they contain... every aspiration I've ever had... every authentic feeling... every idea. And I just got no choice. I have to complete this. This is me. I love this book. I love this book. Well, thank you. Come on in. Are you okay? You seemed tense on the phone. Yeah, come in. Want a drink? Well, I wouldn't mind. Some white wine, if you have it. So let me explain. When we spoke after the show... we touched lightly on, for want of a better term... sexual technique. Do you recall? Certain strategies for... pleasing a man in bed. I don't know why... I'm so rattled. I said this so clearly on my pillow last night... - and now I'm all disjointed. - Have some more wine. I want you to show me some things. On television? No, for me. Personally. Let me explain. The man I'm going with... whom I love very dearly... is very sexually active. Which is great. You know, great! Our sex life... is very solid and physical. Well, obviously physical! And the sad truth is... Well, no. I only recently got divorced... after being married to the same man since I was in college... whom I loved... but who was all I'd experienced. I say this... confidentially, because I respect you professionally. I think I disappointed him sexually. I come from a very uptight... proper family... and I was taught... growing up... that a lot of acts of lovemaking are wrong. In my mother's eyes, actually... quite sinful. And so... I went to a Catholic school, you know? Not that Tony complains, but I feel... that I'm not really... that he's being kind. And it's a testament to his feelings for me... that he desires me as much as he does and enjoys it. Don't get me wrong, we both do. I love being wanted... and the actual act itself. But I just feel... that I can do better. And I want him to have the best. I don't want him, after a while... to start wanting experiences with other women. I couldn't take that again. Is any of this making sense to you? Yeah. So you what you want is lessons. I guess so, yeah. I mean, I'm sure this is highly unusual. Or not! Of course you'll get paid. Why not go to one of those therapists? No, no! I don't want to get clinical with Tony. I wanted to learn it from someone who'll teach it to me... down and dirty! If you know what I mean. Just wondering where to begin. How about oral sex? Because, y'know, I sometimes feel... it just doesn't come naturally to me. It's laboured. I have trouble breathing, actually. And once a cap fell off my tooth and I swallowed it. Do you enjoy it? I certainly don't mind it. But do you enjoy it? What goes through your mind when you're doing it? The Crucifixion. I can't help it, it's my upbringing. All right, look... show me how you do it. - Go ahead. - Now? Yeah. Take the banana and give me your best blowjob. Go ahead. Yeah, down the hatch. Oh my God! - Have you ever injured him? - No. Is it too hard? Well, it's a little... You see, I'm overeager. I just try too hard. It's all right. I'll show you. I'll show you how to do it. Here you go. Watch me. It's a gentle, slow, medium-slow motion. Get all you can in your mouth... Depth of penetration is vital. Okay, watch this. Ready? My God! Are you choking? You're choking! Oh my God! Arms up! My God! Put your arms up again. Thrust! Is that out? I am so sorry! Do you want some water? I'm okay, I'm okay. I feel dreadful, like it's my fault. - It's all right. - Are you okay? Yeah, I'm all right. Oh dear! I need some more practice. Should you be smoking? Oh yeah! All right. A toast... to Sid Melnick! And to the best book written about the CIA in 10 years. - Why's he so insecure? - He's crazy. - Feel like another drink? - It would be good. - Can I refill you? - Yes, refill me. Keep an eye on him. - Bonnie's terrific. - And a wonderful editor. I get the feeling she's controlling the chaos you call your life. I figured, "Fuck it!" We've been practically living together for the last 6 months. So why not? I made the commitment... and so she gave up her place. She moved in today. Know what I hate about promotional book tours? You work your ass off... knock yourself out, then go to a bookstore... they don't have your book. - They never stock your book. - I know. The screenplay, the famous screenplay, went nowhere. You need a star and it's just fucking death. The humiliation! - Business. - Total, y'know? Why don't you tell them what you've been doing? - Oh, please! - What? - What is it? - I've almost finished my novel. Really? I've been slaving over it for a year in my spare time. But with the reception my previous books got... I'm a glutton for punishment, right? - This'll be a huge success. - He's being modest. - It's great. - You read it? You're gonna go by my new roommate now? Because she has no agenda here. - How are you? - Nice to see you. I know these guys! - Lee, how you doing? - Good to see you. - Good to see you again. - How you been? This is Nola. That's Bonnie and Kevin. That's Lee. So, how are you? Here we go. Do you mind if...? Thank you. - How's it going? - Very good. So, how you doing? I'm good. I finished a long article. Worked on it for 5 months... and then we've been vacationing a little bit. My goodness! Where'd you go? To California. Have you read Sid's book? - How you been? - Good. I liked it very much. A bit long. Not too long. I was engrossed. - How's your acting career? - Slow, but breathing. - Still working at Chippers? - You remembered. What was the spy movie we saw last week? "The Hawk and the...?" "The Falcon and the Snowman." Thank you. Doesn't it remind you of that a bit? Maybe I don't remember the movie. Young spies in trouble... What have you been doing? Nothing interesting. - I called you Friday. - I'm sorry. I got your message. We were in California a couple more days... because she's never been to San Francisco. - I love that town! - It was wonderful. Until I tried to drive. Never been more terrified in my life. - You should've seen her! - I tried! We were airborne, literally. Like a special-effects movie. It was scary. I was just clutching the thing for my life. - Where'd you stay? - The Fairmont. Big time! How'd you meet David? How did we meet? Well, I took her away from a Nobel scientist. I wasn't even going out with him. I was his translator. Yes, and companion. And she translated so well that he offered to dump his wife. You make it sound more interesting than it was. - Really? - Excuse me. Got a minute, Lee? Say hello to Shelly Rubin. You gotta catch this kid. Great young comic. Someone has to do a piece on him. The next Robin Williams. Do Jack Nicholson at the Seder for him. It's hysterical. Just attended my first Seder. What a shindig that was! Haggadah this... haggadah that. Only thing you gotta do is drink a lot of wine. That's uncanny. - Isn't it great? - Glad I saw it live. - You have a great future. - But I got more. Cabernet for the Manichewitz... Thanks, Lee. We'll hook up. - We should talk and meet. - Nice talking to you! We'll be in touch, okay? Thanks. Just in time. I was dying of comedy poisoning. You never came by. I don't know why. Got sidetracked, I guess. That's all right. Though I was pretty sure you'd come that night. All that talk about my great face... Well, it still looks... exquisite. Under these lights, especially, you look fantastic. Is that your girlfriend, or another transvestite? No, she's just... She's a friend. She's beautiful. I'll get you a... So you're with David, right? Yes and no. Meaning? What are you doing later? Later? After you drop off your date, are you busy? When? When later? We're meeting some friends now, but why don't you meet me? Meet me at the kiosk opposite El Teddy's at 12. Twelve noon, Tomorrow? Twelve tonight. Unless you're busy. Twelve tonight? Can I make you a more European offer? A kiosk at midnight? Sure, sure. We should get going. Congratulations on the novel. It's been a ballbreaker. Really? - Bonnie said she loved it. - She would. And she's a ballbreaker. I hope it's good. I put two years of my life into it. I've never worked longer than 5 months on anything, so... Heard what Eric Jeffers said? No. She's working on a book about experiences in the judicial system. Ought to be a beaut. Isn't Nola a little young for David Delile? Young? He's your age, right? I don't know. How are you? Tired? I got a little ulcer problem here. Poor baby. Got a tummy ache? Want your Pepcid? - I checked. We're all out. - We got some Mylanta. Only Pepcid works for me. I'll go to the 24-hour drugstore. - This is bugging me. - You going now? - Yeah, it's a drag. - I'm half-undressed. You don't have to go! You go to bed and... Don't be silly. I don't need an escort to go to the... drugstore. I should get this fixed... otherwise it'll bug me all night. Be back soon, the moving men are coming early tomorrow. Yeah, I won't forget. What's the time? It's 11:45. - See you soon. - Give me a kiss. - Very soon, okay? - Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm beat. Sorry I'm late. Been waiting long? You're not late. Listen, I have to level with you. I can't really go anywhere right now. I don't know where to begin. My luck's been lousy. I got myself into a situation, for whatever reason. I was married for a long time. I thought I'd be better single and it's been great. It's been wild, but lonely too. And I know I should've come by for you when I met you... and I didn't. And I think I didn't because I was wary of you... because I knew you triggered some real feelings inside me. And yet again, I fucked up. But I'm going to rectify things before it's too late. So please, what are you doing tomorrow? Is that you or your novel? I'll be okay by tomorrow, I promise. I don't want to to cause anyone any problems. Sure. And David and you? I've told David many times I need someone to control me... and I don't think he can do it. And every guy I meet... thinks he'll be the one who'll make me faithful. So be warned. You should know I don't scare easily. I'm telling you because you don't know me. I know you, I've written about you twice. Twice you were the obscure object of desire in my books. The books failed. My fault, not yours. But I know you inside out. It's scary. Don't be misled. You didn't make me up. I'm telling that whatever restlessness you've felt... whatever moodiness and unpredictability... you've broken hearts with... and baby, you're a heartbreaker... it's all over tonight. Where'd you get that confidence? Or are you scared? I'm not David. I created you twice out of my imagination. I wrote about you before I even knew you existed. Except one day, I knew I'd meet you. Well, what am I thinking? You're thinking, "I wish he'd shut up and kiss me." - But you're late. - I'm not late. I think I'm right on time for you. But why would I kiss you here with your apartment two blocks away? - How did you know? - Why wouldn't I know? You were "Steffi" in my first book... and "Louise" in my second... and now you're Nola. - Hello? - Movers. Come right up, please. I'll leave the door open. Wake up! The movers are here with my things. Sorry about last night. The second you left for the drugstore I conked out. You must've been so disappointed when you got back. - The moving men are here? - Yup. It's 7:30. - Listen, Bonnie. - I made some coffee. - Bonnie, listen. - What is it? I have to... talk to you. All right, I'm listening. You got to listen. - I've done a terrible thing. - I bet it's a really bad thing. - No, you should listen. - All right. I don't know how to say it, but... - I wanna call this off. - What are you talking about? I know you'll think I'm the most... fucked-up son of a bitch in the world, and I am. I'll try and be honest in my own stupid way. I met someone else, Bonnie. You what? Listen, I met someone else. I met someone else. I don't know how else to say it. - How could you? - You have every right to hate me. - I just moved in yesterday. - I'm just so screwed up. I wish I could put it another way, but... I can't believe what I'm hearing. - Moving in together... - Yeah, it was your idea! I know, and if I could explain it... So when did you meet this "someone else"? - That's not important... - No, it is! I have rearranged my goddam life! I know you did. And this is so difficult to... - You said you loved me! - I said I thought I did. And believe me, I wanted to. - You're a wonderful person. - Know what? - You're a sick son of a bitch. - You're right. - That goes downstairs. - Get the fuck out, please? Thanks. Listen, I accept full responsibility. I'm a total asshole. Yeah, you're a total asshole! But I thought if I was honest and brought it up openly... that we could understand that at least... I truly do not mean you any harm. I know how you feel and I feel so bad. But if we just accept me as sick... and try to, I know it's hard, remain rational... then we can do this with the minimum of disruption. Naturally, you can store your stuff here for a while and... You're fucking psychotic! Bonnie, this is hard and I just don't know. I'm so... Ah, boy! What are you doing with my novel? Now, that's an only copy! Hey, buddy! Did you see a woman come out of here with a manuscript? I saw a girl come out the door. Where'd she go? Tall girl? Ran across the street. In 5... 4... 3... Now "Manhattan Moods" goes live to our feature... "Luncheon at Le Bijou." Hi, I'm Robin Simon. Welcome to Le Bijou... New York's most exciting restaurant... where every day is a potpourri of the city's... most rich and famous residents. I'm sitting here talking to Evelyn Isaacs... Manhattan's most exclusive real estate broker. The woman who has situated... - Is that correct? - I like it. The cream of the city's most luminous residents. You were saying you couldn't get rock star Ennis Taylor... into the apartment he wanted. The tenants didn't want the press and groupies hanging around. Must've been leery of wild parties. Yes, but Ennis is not what you'd think from his band. He's not violent or destructive, he's intellectual and sweet. But the board of the co-op had a problem with his snakes. They had a problem with the boa constrictor. Any other big name turndowns? No, but I got a beautiful triplex for the Charles Aranows, 12 rooms on Park Avenue, and they made one into a Hamptons room. Tons of sand from Amagansett to cover the floor. It's fun! Well, thank you. I see. It's time to table-hop... so we can meet some of the other exciting patrons... who lunch typically at Le Bijou. Look who's here. Senator Bob Paley! How are you? We're here for the celebrity golf tournament. I play every year and it's a good cause... earning money for the Heart Foundation. They say I'll be paired with Greg Norman. Wonderful! Any comments about the recent allegations? I think when the facts are in, the Justice Department will find... I made an error of judgement, without real intent of treason. Moving right along... I see Dee Bartholemew, "Empress of Gossip". Robin, hi. So rainy out today. Just this gloomy weather. But I love your pin. Is that Georgian? Thank you. No, it's Art Nouveau. Where'd you get it? My first husband gave me it for our 15th wedding anniversary. When you say "first", do I sense a second on the way? I ran into Tony Gardella at the Café Carlyle. He had a blissed-out look, like he was in heaven. How'd you manage to put that smile on his face? Using my head. Any choice items for our viewers? Very prominent actress/singer... has become pregnant on visiting Buckingham Palace. No names, please. Well, thank you. Look who's here! Donald Trump. What are you working on? I'm working on buying St Patrick's Cathedral... doing a little rip-down job... and putting up a tall, beautiful building. That's wonderful! - You were great! - Terrible! You said you couldn't do it. And I said, "Yes, you can." No actress-turned- interviewer... - could do it as real as you did. - I was a jerk. You're not a jerk. You were real! No-one cares if it's unpolished. They find it appealing. It's your 15 minutes of fame. I never believed what Andy Warhol said... that we're all famous for 15 minutes. Nice, but it's not true. Almost nobody will ever be famous for even one minute. So enjoy it! How did I swing this? Last year I was teaching English, performing a serious function. And suddenly, through a whirlwind series of events... I become the sort of woman I've always hated. But I'm happier. You nervous about Saturday? Are you? I'm counting the seconds. My hands are sweating. I never sweat. - Got the ring? - What am I, a schmuck? Sure! Sophisticated. Very educated. She sure is! Oh, picture! I like this girl. I think she's terrific. It's ironic. You go to get face work... and you meet a wonderful guy who changes your life. Better than face work. - Think this looks okay? - You look perfect. I expected a bigger turnout. Ma, they wanted to keep it small. Isn't that...? Al Swayze, a friend of Tony's. - Yeah, he... - Does the weather. Right, he does the weather on channel... Hello, how'd you do? Congratulations. Thank you. My daughter, Iris. So glad to meet you. We enjoy your program. Really? Nice to meet you too. We watch you give the weather. You're usually wrong. Occupational hazard, y'know? But you're cheerful. You're all so cheerful. I can't find her. Did you see her? Did I...? - What happened? - She's not in the bathroom. - You were with her. - I don't know what happened to her. Frankie, come on. Relax. How can I relax? She's gotta be here. - What's going on? - It's all right, Ma. Nothing. I'm sure it'll all turn out okay. She walked out, alone. 15, 20 minutes ago. - Where'd she go? - I didn't see. - You sure she was alone? - Absolutely. Frankie, go up and stall them. I'm gonna look around. - Where? - I don't know! You're out of your mind. What'll I tell your parents? - Everything's fine. - I hope she's all right. - What's going on? - She's nervous, Ma. She needs time to fix her makeup. Should I go help her? - Tony's all right? - Please don't go help her. She'll come out. Iris, just leave her alone. She's gathering herself. Olga PS YCHIC READER AND ADVISER Want a reading? Come on inside. - I'll give you a nice reading. - No, I'm just walking. You look like you need a reading. - Really? - Come inside. - Come on in. - I don't believe in psychics. You don't have to for a reading. So what do you do? I work in television. But you used to do something else? Yes, I was a teacher. I see... the name Beowulf. Oh my God! Chaucer! I taught Chaucer. - Like some tea? Mint tea? - I would love a drink. I got a drink for you. No problem. So you like television better? It's interesting to see who we choose as our celebrities, and why. What makes them tick. You learn a lot about a society by who it celebrates. - Is this good? - Yes, please. Like, we did this show on Sunny Von Bulow... and she's a coma patient. She lies there in a coma... but she's a celebrity. You were up there with her. What happened? She was okay. A little nervous. Listen, I've got bad news. Here he is. The wedding's off, so why don't you all go home? Thank you. It's not gonna happen, Iris. Just go home. Make sure Mom gets there. Are you all right? Is she hurt? No, nothing like that. Just go on. - Thanks. - I'll be home. - Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine. It's all right. Just... I'm here to help you. Whatever. You need a change in your life. You must reevaluate the plans you were contemplating. - I see you change your direction. - I had planned to get married. Perhaps it needs more scrutiny before you decide. Really? - When was the wedding? - Today. I left him at the church with his family and friends. My God! What have I done? I don't know! If you're not sure you love him, it's a mistake to go forward. - I am sure. He's wonderful. - So then I don't understand. I feel guilty because I've had such good luck. Everyone I know has so many problems. They're lonely, needy. I have this guy fall in my lap. I still don't get it. His name's Tony, and I said, "You're terrific!" "When will the other shoe drop?" Some bad part of him that'll ruin things. But there is no bad part. - Well, you provided that. - Me? He's a wonderful guy, but you screwed things up. Why? You said it yourself. It's guilt. You don't need a fortune teller. You need a shrink. - Me? - You meet this wonderful guy, okay? You can't believe something so wonderful can happen to you. So you ruin it. I did a horrible thing. He'll never forgive me. Who could blame him? You want your $10 of psychic prediction? He's going to forgive you. Obviously, he's crazy about you. Just because you've acted like a horse's ass doesn't mean he will. So you tell him everything you told me... and then... you give him a big kiss. We can be seen... or don't you care? I don't. I care about you. Perfect. Emotionally it's exactly where you should be. I don't feel I'm there at all. Trust it. We'll come back to it tomorrow. We'll stop now and continue from here tomorrow. I feel I know where she's coming from, but she's contradictory. Contradiction is good. Just don't contradict yourself when you act. Play one thing at a time and trust it. You have a hold on it. Just don't look in the mirror. Both of you. Don't overplay the lust. I know. She's a carnivore. - Wanna have a drink? - Yeah, love to. We'll talk. I just caught the ending. Seems like a terrific scene. It's great work. - You didn't say you were coming. - I was in the neighbourhood. Thought I'd stop by to pick you up. You know Greg. - How you doing? - Good to see you again. - Going to Moran's round the corner. - Do you wanna have that drink? - I thought we'd walk home together. - I want to talk to Greg. - Thought you might want to walk. - You know I'm in rehearsal! I knew you'd be through by 5, so what's the big deal? I'm going to the bar, but we can talk tomorrow. - Don't crowd me! It's annoying. - I'm not! I came to pick you up. Thought you'd be glad to see me. - Things come up! - Something's very wrong. I stop by and it puts you in a bad mood. - It's because you don't trust me. - Should I? - Suspicious, that's your problem. - You wanna sleep with the director. - I'm not in the mood to argue. - You said you loved me! Why do you want me if you don't trust me? How can I? I turn my back and you're off with someone. I already told you, I don't want to be closed in. - So why are you living with me? - I'm not! I've got an apartment. - I just stay over most nights. - I don't want to crowd you. Let me get a drink and go talk about the play. "Fuck off so I can fuck the director." I understand. I am who I am. I told you that when we met. I always hope it'll be different, but it never is. You love me and you'll be hurt if I give up on you. So think about this. Just go home. We'll just enjoy the time we have together... and not complicate everything. Everything doesn't have to be questioned. You're still saying, "Get lost so I can sleep with the director." Anyone would think I was the whore of TriBeCa. So would you be happy if I said goodbye and never saw you again? That wouldn't make me happy. We haven't made love in weeks. What is that? Why do you want me, when I just lie there like a dead fish? But you didn't used to. What happened? Nothing. It's me, okay. It's me. Let's just stay in tonight and not over-analyse everything? What is it with the pills? - Diet pills. - Oh, please! I give up. So what do you want for dinner? What should I buy? Spaghetti. I was going to ask you to marry me. No, penne... with marinara. Lee, right? Phil Datloff. Bonnie brought you to a party at my apartment. Sure I remember you. You were very kind. I passed out on your carpet. - That I remember. - That's right. What happened to the book you were toying with? It just kind of... floated away. I thought about it the other day. A culture that took a wrong turn somewhere. A flawed individual who can't find himself. That was my book. Because V.J. Rajnipal, a great writer... just gave us a manuscript on the same subject. Really, the same subject? A society where every single member is famous. There are no uncelebrated people. Very satirical. I'd like to have seen your take on the same subject. He's a great artist. I could never... - How's Bonnie? - Fine. Great girl. I think she sold a screenplay. We're at the star-spangled première of "The Liquidator". Unfortunately for the beautiful people, the weather hasn't held up. But the show must go on. Here's producer, Dalton Freed. - Can you believe the weather? - Unbelievable. How you doing? Could be better. Hasn't kept people away. Is this your wife? This is a young actress you'll be hearing a lot about. My wife, you know, she's in rehab. I've read the reviews. Very interesting! - I never read reviews. - And your next project? "Birth of a Nation", an all-black version. Can't wait. Oh my gosh, Erno DeLucca, who did Nicole Olivier's wigs! I also did her werewolf makeup. - Werewolf? - Yes, twice. - Good job. Nice to see you. - Thank you. There'll be lots of big celebrities tonight. I'll keep my eyes peeled. Here's the director. How are you? What a night! Incredible, like a typhoon. Are you from the weather channel? I hear in your film you actually have a big rain sequence. We have amazing effects, almost like the real thing. Actually, they're better. Thank you. Enjoy your night. We'll be rooting for it. I'm really excited about it. Nicole Oliver! Here she is! One of the stars with her husband. You look beautiful. Show us what you're wearing. I'm soaked. Unbelievable. You look great. The lights, the ambience, the greasepaint... You can't swing a cat without hitting a celebrity. And the rain didn't seem to deter many people. I'm really excited. The big première! Oh my gosh! Robin Simon from "Manhattan Moods"! Congratulations on your show, your pregnancy, marriage, everything. Doesn't she look beautiful? Who knew angels flew so low? Unbelievable. Your show's taken off, and I'm jealous. What about the rain? - It's really something. - It is! Listen, have a great time. You look incredible! We got more people coming. I see Sandor! We feel sorry for him. My goodness! - What are you doing...? - Incredible! I haven't seen you for... At the movies again! This is my husband, Tony. Nice to meet you. Congratulations on everything. - You're transformed! - Such a surprise. - It's not your kind of movie. - I interviewed Nicole Olivier. I read the interview. It was marvelous. Marvelous? Didn't that used to be your least-favourite word? - Stop it! - Those crossword puzzles. - Want some popcorn? - I'd love some. - Want a bag? - That'd be great. I can't believe... Have I become insufferable? - No, happy, confident and radiant. - I am happy. - Hi, Jack. Good to see you. - Great article. Robin Simon, I'm so excited to meet you in person. Thank you, darling. I love your show. Such a great broadcaster. Aren't you sweet! - God bless you. - God bless you. You're so radiant. - Thank you. It's luck, Lee. - Really? No matter what the shrinks and self-help books tell you. Love is a question of luck. I'm glad you were lucky. You with anyone? Not at the moment. - What are you working on? - Just the same... A novel? A screenplay? I did a huge interview at the old actor's home. Very touching. My Uncle Willie's there. He asked about the autograph. We did a report from Charlie Manson's jail cell. - So interesting. - My nephew wanted his autograph. - Oh, dear. - Next time we're in California. Here. Here you go. Thanks for... I don't want to hold you up. Just, you know, it's really... - And very nice to... - Great to see you, Lee. Really great to see you. Hope you catch a break.

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Mollie Tibbets Murder

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Mollie Tibbetts' family
expressed grief and gratitude for those who have supported them during the search for the student, which ended Tuesday when a body was
found in an Iowa corn field. Authorities believe the remains are hers. The statement reads: Our hearts are broken. On behalf of Mollie's entire
family, we thank all of those from around the world who have sent their thoughts and prayers for our girl. We know that many of you will
join us as we continue to carry Mollie in our hearts forever. At this time, our family asks that we be allowed the time to process our
devastating loss and share our grief in private. Again, thank you for the outpouring of love and support that has been shared in Mollie's name.
We remain forever grateful. No additional press conferences are scheduled at this time.

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Fitting In

IMDB: 4By: Mek Torres

The most obvious and cynical theory to come up with the existence of The Giver movie is the success of futuristic YA movies such as The Hunger Games and Divergent. Though, The Giver was never meant to be a YA book in the first place, and it's already a two decades old book that has been going through some controversies in the past. This movie is proof that Hollywood is just picking books randomly and turn them into movies to match the trend. The important question is does it stay true to what makes the story so great? Apparently not. Not because it's now starred with teenagers instead of twelve year olds, or it consists more action scenes. The film just hardly cares about the concept and gives more way to the corny cliches of the genre. The Giver does have a taste for a blockbuster, but the heart of the story is missing and that is definitely frustrating. The film introduces the story in the most typical way possible, which has the hero doing voice-over narration for the audience. It doesn't trust the concept either, so it has to immediately push the story to the familiar elements of the genre. This is not a new case, of course. Many young-adult novels with better narrative have been manipulated by formula. But the story itself isn't about a revolution or a love story, its main center is to rediscover the old natural world, no matter how beautiful and ugly it was, and contrast it to the new rigorous society that is peaceful yet terrifyingly naive. The relationship of Jonas with the Giver and unraveling through sociopolitical conspiracies is what makes it engaging, but again the movie doesn't have the love for that. Instead it uses its length more on the visuals where the director can do what he does best, which is to pull off some set pieces and grand designs. Unfortunately those parts don't do much to the story, it's nothing more than an exposition that is meant build up a thrilling climax that isn't and never meant to be thrilling at all. And to stay faithful to the source material's larger theme, during the chase at the last act, one of the characters ends up preaching out a sheer sentimental speech to the elders that feels terribly forced. How it created the communities looked cool though, with production and special effects that gives a spectacular sense of scale, and how the black-and-white world grow into colors is a fascinating watch, but I think those are the only things the filmmakers wanted to bring to life. Designing it as an action blockbuster doesn't necessarily sound like a bad idea, but skimming out the soul that made the story compelling is what tones everything down into another generic fantasy film. The acting is okay, as usual. Brenton Thwaites does have the looks of a hero, but he only leaves a few personality to the role, the most conspicuous one is the kid's curiosity. A more natural fit is Jeff Bridges who gives the gravity that should have been there throughout the film. The Giver may have the external vision; the events, culture, characters, and language stayed intact; but again, everything else suffers the same problem. The rich world it already provides is no more than a cool design, while replacing the unique narrative with cliches. And it's not good at one of its cliches either, the additional more focused romantic subplot is as underdeveloped as the others out there. There just isn't much love to the subtext, the movie is basically just fitting in to the era of young adult novels with bad politics and rebellion; but again and again the story is never about them. It's neither about the love story or the teen angst. Whatever point it tries to say, it would only lie at the idea, and the movie didn't spend much time to that. There is some interesting visuals to spare, but what's left here is just another bland teen fantasy movie.

On: 8/28/2014 12:00:00 AM

Overall Good Quality Movie

IMDB: 8By: dwsrmwolf

Overall, The Giver was a good, quality movie. It conveyed an important message: we need the bad in order to appreciate the good. I definitely plan on buying it when it comes out on DVD. First, what I thought wasn't great about the movie: I thought the first little bit of the movie was rushed, as well as another segment later on. I also don't feel that time was conveyed well?almost a year passes from the beginning of the movie to the end, but the movie portrays it as just a few days. As a result of the time warp, we don't properly understand how love develops between the characters. We also don't see enough of Fiona's and Asher's development?they play key parts towards the end, but their actions seem out of the blue. Now, the good of the movie: Above all, this movie conveys what I think is a very important message about needing pain with joy. I also appreciated that they touched on the differences between simply "a family unit" and having a real family. The emphasis on love as overarching was also good and appropriate. I appreciated that the movie doesn't show details of the painful memories but still is able to convey a little of the sorrow from them. Again, I think this is a great movie overall. And I left the theater wondering, "Will we remember? Will we remember that love is worth the price of sorrow?" I certainly hope we never forget.

On: 8/18/2014 12:00:00 AM

Fantastic and Faithful Adaptation

IMDB: 10By: packard8

I have seen reviews comparing the Giver (unfavorably) to other teen dystopian movies like Divergent and Hunger Games. That's actually a compliment, the Giver is not more of the same stuff, The critics seemingly can't accept that people are smart enough to get the point of Lois Lowry's book, and that people aren't smart enough to enjoy, much less understand, a character study and a societal study. Mindless action, needless violence, and transforming robots are all absent here. I have a feeling though, that people are smarter than they think. The book has been popular for at least 30 years, why would people balk at the movie adaptation? The Giver is a project that has been in the back What you'll do:
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Text (POP MUSIC PLAYING) (SONG PLAYING IN HINDI) (WIND WHOOSHING) Kinda lonesome back here. (MUMBLING).(GRUNTS) Yeah, little help. Okay, um, just, I have to keep.my hands on the wheel. (CONTINUES GRUNTING) Excuse me. Whoo! (CHUCKLES) Ah, Dopinder. Pool. Dead. Hmm, nice. DOPINDER:.Smells good, no? Not the Daffodil Daydream..The girl. Ah, yes. Gita. Hmm..She is quite lovely. She would have made me.a very agreeable wife. But, um... Gita's heart has been stolen.by my cousin Bandhu. He is as dishonorable.as he is attractive. Dopinder, I'm starting to think there's a reason.I'm in this cab today. Yeah, sir, you called for it,.remember? No, my slender brown friend..Love is a beautiful thing. When you find it,.the whole world tastes like Daffodil Daydream. (DOPINDER GRUNTS) So you gotta hold onto love... ...tight!.Ah. And never let go. Don't make.the same mistakes I did. Got it?.Yeah. Or else the whole world tastes.like Mama June after hot yoga. (STUTTERS) Sir, what does.Miss Mama June taste like? Like two hobos fucking in a shoe.filled with piss. Okay, enough. I can go all day, Dopinder..The point is, it's bad! Hmm, it's bad. Uh, why the fancy.red suit, Mr. Pool? Oh, that's because.it's Christmas Day, Dopinder. And I'm after someone.on my naughty list. I've been waiting one year,.three weeks... six days and, oh... 14 minutes to make him fix.what he did to me. And what did he do.to you, Mr. Pool? This shit... Boo! (CHOPPER BLADES WHIRRING) (SIGHS) They won't disappoint. They'd better not. And what about.next month's shipment? There won't be one. You're not the only one.with a war to win. That won't do. See, we've had.this small disruption to our supply chain... (CHOKING) We'd appreciate your patience. (GRUNTS) Okay. We'll deliver in full.the following month. (GASPING) Pleasure doing.business with you. Fucking mutant. (ENGINES ROARING) Oh, shit! I forgot my ammo bag. Shall we turn back? No, no time. Fuck it. I got this. 9, 10, 11, 12 bullets,.or bust. Right here!.(GRUNTS) (TIRES SCREECHING) That's, uh, $27.50. I... I never carry a wallet.when I'm working. Ruins the lines.of my suit. Oh..But, uh, how about.a crisp high five? Okay. Merry Christmas. And a convivial Tuesday.in April to you too, Pool! .? Hey, yeah.I wanna shoop, baby .(WADE SINGING).? Shoop shooop ba-doop, shoop ba-doop .? Shoop ba-doop,.ba-doop, ba-doop .? You're packed and you're.stacked 'specially in the back .? Brother, wanna thank your.mother for a butt like that .? Can I get some fries.with that shake-shake boobie? .? If looks could kill.you would be an uzi .? You're a shotgun, bang! ? Wha... Oh! Oh, hello. I know, right? Whose balls.did I have to fondle to get my very own movie? I can't tell you, but it does rhyme.with "Polverine." And let me tell you, he's got a nice pair of.smooth criminals down under. Anyway, I got places to be,.a face to fix and, oh... Bad guys to kill. (POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) Maximum effort. (GROANS) (GRUNTING) WADE: Cock shot. (SCREAMING) (MOCKINGLY) Ha! (GRUNTS) Rich Corinthian leather. WADE: I'm looking for Francis! Have you seen this man?.(GROANS) Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow..(RADIO STATIONS CHANGING) WADE: Ow. Ow! Yanky, yanky! (GUN FIRES).(SCREAMS) (MACHINE GUN FIRING) (WADE GASPS).(GROANS) (SCREAMS) (MAN GROANING).(CAR ACCELERATING) (GRUNTING) (TIRES SCREECHING) (CONTINUES GRUNTING) (SCREAMING) (MUFFLED SCREAMING) WADE: I've never said this,.but don't swallow. (MAN GROANING) (GUN COCKS) (GRUNTS) Shit. Did I leave the stove on? (THUDS) (TIRES SCREECHING) .REPORTER: Now, breaking news. .A multi-car collision.turned shots fired .on the crosstown expressway.this morning. .Gridlock has kept.police from the scene. .Residents are advised.to remain in their homes. .The assailant.appears to be armed, .dangerous, and wearing... .a red suit..A red suit. Deadpool. Negasonic!.Come, we have mission. NEGASONIC TEENAGE WARHEAD:.Colossus, wait up. I've given Deadpool.every chance to join us... but he'd rather.act like a child. A heavily-armed child. When will he grow up and see.benefits of becoming X-Man? Which benefits?.The matching unitards? The house that blows up.every few years? Please. House blowing up.builds character. You ate breakfast, yes? Breakfast is most.important meal of day. Here, protein bar..Good for bones. Deadpool may try.to break yours. (JET ENGINE ROARING) (PEOPLE CLAMORING) MAN: Get out of the way! (INDISTINCT SHOUTING.AND SCREAMING) WADE: Hey! Whoo!.(GUNS FIRING) (WOMAN SCREAMS) WADE: Wait! You may be wondering,."Why the red suit?" Well, that's so bad guys.can't see me bleed. This guy's got the right idea. He wore the brown pants. (GUN FIRING) Fine!.I only have 12 bullets... so you're gonna.have to share! Let's count them down. (GUN FIRING) (GROANING) (FIRING CONTINUES) (GROANS) (TIRES SCREECHING) Shit. Motherfucker! 10! Shit! Nine. Fuck. Eight. Shit-fuck! (GRUNTS) Bad Deadpool. Seven..Good Deadpool. (BULLETS RICOCHETING) (GUN COCKS) Oh! (GRUNTS) (GUN CLICKING) Someone's not counting. Six..(GROANS) (GUN FIRING) (EXPLODING) (SPEAKING SPANISH) (MACHINE GUN FIRING).Oh! (GROANS) Four... (GUN FIRES).(GROANS) Gotcha. (GRUNTS) Right up main street. Three, two! Stupid! Worth it. (GUNFIRE CONTINUES) (GUN FIRES) (ALL GROANING) (CLINKS) (SNIFFING) Ah! I'm touching myself tonight. Francis! Francis... What the shit-biscuit! Where you at,.Francis? (GROANING) (GROANING LOUDLY) You're not Francis. Really?.Rolling up the sleeves? (GROANS) .WADE: You're.probably thinking, ."My boyfriend said.this was a superhero movie... ."but that guy in the red suit.just turned ."that other guy.into a fucking kabab!" .Well, I may be super,.but I'm no hero. .And yeah, technically,.this is a murder. .But some of the best love.stories start with a murder. .And that's exactly.what this is, a love story. .And to tell it right... .I gotta take you back.to long before .I squeezed this ass.into red spandex. MERCHANT: Look, would it help.if I slow it down for you? I didn't order the pizza. Is this 7348 Red Ledge Drive?.Are you Mr. Merchant? Yeah, the Mr. Merchant who.didn't order the fucking pie! Then who placed the call? WADE: I did! (TOILET FLUSHING) Pineapple and olive? Sweet and salty. The fuck are you? The fuck you doing.in my crib... Is it burnt crust? I... God,.I hope not. Um... Whoa... Man, look,.if this is about that poker game. I told Howie,.I told him that... Okay, uh, look,.just take whatever you want. Thanks. Sir, before you do.anything to him, do you mind.if I get a big tip? (CHUCKLES).Uh, Jeremy, is it? Umm-hmm..Wade. Wade Wilson. That is a no go.on the tiperoo, Jer. I'm not here for him. I'm here for you. Oh. (CHUCKLES) Okay, wow, dodged.a big-time bullet on that one. Not out of the woods yet..(GROANS) You need to seriously ease up.on the bedazzling. They're jeans,.not a chandelier. P.S. I'm keeping your wallet..You did kinda give it to me. Okay, just look, man,.can I have my Sam's card... I will shoot your fucking cat! I don't really know what that means..I don't have a cat. Then whose kitty litter.did I just shit in? Anyhoo, tell me something... what situation.isn't improved by pizza? Do you happen to know.a Meghan Orflosky? Getting that right?.Orflosky? Orlovsky? Yeah? Good. Because she knows you. Jeremy, I belong.to a group of guys who take a dime.to beat a fella down. And little Meghan,.she's not made of money, but lucky for her... I got a soft spot. But I'm a....A stalker. Threats hurt, Jer. Though not nearly as badly.as serrated steel. So keep away.from Meghan. Cool? Yes, sir. Then we're done. Wait. (CHUCKLES SLOWLY).We are? Yeah. We're totally done..(LAUGHS) You should've.seen your face. I didn't know what to do..I was so scared. Soft spot, remember? (WHIMPERS) You even look in her.general direction again... and you will learn.in the worst of ways that I have.some hard spots too. That came out wrong. Or did it? (WHIMPERING) (INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) (WOMAN LAUGHING) Mmm... Meghan? You've heard the last.of Jeremy. He's sorry. No friggin' way. Should've brought.my roller blades. Show these kids.how it's done. Oh. And that's why we do it..But mostly the money. Hey, think you could.fuck up my step-dad? I give a guy.a pavement facial, it's because he's earned it. Hey, wait! You're my hero. No-no-no-no..That I ain't! .WADE: Nope. Never will be. Oh. Fuck you, Wade. .I'm just a bad guy who gets.paid to fuck up worse guys. .Welcome to Sister Margaret's. .It's like a job fair.for mercenaries. .Think of us as really.fucked up tooth fairies... .except we knock out the teeth.and take the cash. .You'd best hope we never see.your name on a gold card. Buck! Liefeld... BUCK: Hey, Wade! Wade Wilson,.patron saint of the pitiful. What can I do for you? I'd love a Blow Job. Oh, God, me too. The drink, moose knuckle..But first... Hey, and I ain't taking.any babysitting money, all right? Make sure.that gets back to Ms... Orlovsky. Yeah, her. You sure?.Hmm. You know, for a merc,.you're pretty warm-blooded. I bet you let.the kid off easy, too. Oh, he's not a bad kid, Weas. Just a little light stalking. I was way worse than him.when I was his age. I was traveling.to exotic places... Baghdad, Mogadishu,.Jacksonville, meeting new and exciting.people. And then, uh... Killing them. Yeah,.I've seen your Instagram. So what was Special Forces doing.in Jacksonville, anyway? That's classified. (WHISPERS) They have.a wonderful TGI Fridays. All right,.Kahlua, Baileys and... whipped cream. I give you a Blow Job. Why do you.make me make that? Kelly, Kelly, Kelly... Take that over.to Buck please, and tell him it's from Boothe..Little foreplay. Remind me what good.will come of this? I don't take the shits..I just disturb them. BUCK: Boothe!.Oh! Easy, man..Hold up! Hold up! What you want? (GRUNTS).(ALL EXCLAIMING) Cheers. To your health..WEASEL: Fuck you. BOOTHE: Come here,.you fat fuck! That's a new stool. (ALL CLAMORING) BUCK: Stay the fuck down. (GROANS) MAN: Whoa! Took his ass out! WEASEL: All right, move..Move, move, move. Buck, go rest. MAN: Boothe got hit.then went down. Yeah, he's still breathing. (ALL EXCLAIMING) Nobody wins today. Nice try, Wade. You got me..I picked Boothe in the dead pool. Who did you pick? Yeah, Wade,.about that, um... No. You did not bet.on me to die. You bet on me to die. Wow! Motherfucker, you're.the world's worst friend. Well, joke's on you..I'm living to 102. And then dying..Like the city of Detroit. I'm sorry. I just....I wanted to win money. I never win anything. Whatever. Soldiers of fortune,.drinks on me! (ALL CHEERING) Domestic, nothing imported. Whoa, whoa,.whoa, whoa... Baby, are you sure you wanna.shoot your whole wad? Uh... Tight. Vanessa..Wade. What's a nice place like you.doing in a girl like this? I'd hit that. Buck, you best.apologize before... (GASPS).Yeah, that. Say the magic words,.Fat Gandalf. I'm sorry..Breathe through the nose. I don't have a filter.between my brain and my... Let go. Okay..Hey, oh, oh, oh... Hakuna his tatas..He's sorry. I'm working on it. Get out of here..Go. Go cast a spell. Hey. Hands off.the merchandise. Merchandise? Huh... So you, uh... bump fuzzies for money? Yep..Rough childhood? Rougher than yours. Daddy left before.I was born. Daddy left before.I was conceived. Ever had a cigarette.put out on your skin? Where else do you.put one out? I was molested. Me too. Uncle. Uncles. They took turns. I watched my own.birthday party through the keyhole.of a locked closet... which also happens to be my... Your bedroom. Lucky..I slept in a dishwasher box. (GASPS) You had a dishwasher. I didn't even know sleep. It was pretty much.24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn. (LAUGHS) Who would do such a thing? Hopefully you, later tonight? Hey, what can I get for,.uh, $275 and a... a Yogurtland rewards card? Baby, about 48 minutes of.whatever the fuck you want. And a low-fat dessert. Did she just put a gift card.in your mouth? It's time to put.balls in holes. You said whatever I want. I get it. You love skee ball. Apparently more than.you love vagina. That's a tough call..(SCOFFS) (STUTTERS) I just wanna get to.know the real you, you know. Not the short-shorted,.two-dimensional sex object.peddled by Hollywood. VANESSA: Balls in holes. (HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING) Balls in holes. Prepare to lose tragically. Bring it, big man. Okay. (MOCKING SCOOBY-DOO).Uh-oh. Uh-oh. The limited edition .Voltron: Defender of.the Universe ring, por favor. Okay. Here we go. Had my eye on.this sucker for a while. And I will take.the pencil eraser. BOY: Okay. You are now the protector.of the planet Arus. And you can erase stuff... written in pencil. M'lady? Well, I hate to.break it to you... but your 48 minutes.are up. Hey, how many more minutes.can I get for this? FYI, five mini lion-bots.come together to form one super-bot, so... Five mini lion-bots?.Three minutes. Deal. What do we do with the remaining.two minutes, 37 seconds? Cuddle? (MOANING) (POP MUSIC PLAYING) How long can you.keep this up? All year? (CHUCKLES) (CONTINUES MOANING) Happy Valentine's Day. Happy Chinese New Year. Year of the Dog. (EXHALES) Relax. And Happy.International Women's Day. (WHIP CRACKS) (GROANS) No. No. No. Happy Lent. (MOANING) Ow, ow. Wade?.Sorry. Happy Halloween. Happy Halloween. (LAUGHS) (CONTINUES MOANING) Happy Thanksgiving. I love you. If your left leg.is Thanksgiving... and your right leg.is Christmas... can I visit you.between the holidays? (CHUCKLES).Oh! That sweater is terrible. (LAUGHS) But red looks good on you. Red's your color. Brings out the bloodshot.in your eyes. Listen,.I've been thinking... Really? ...about why we're.so good together. Why's that? Well, your crazy matches.my crazy. Big time. Hmm. (CHUCKLES) And, uh, we're like.two jigsaw pieces, you know,.the weird curvy edges... You put them together and you.can see the picture on top. Right. Wade... there's something I've been.meaning to ask you. But only because you haven't.gotten around to asking me. Will you, uh... stick it in my....Marry me? Uh... Jinx? Huh. Where were you.hiding that? Nowhere. They say one month's salary..So, uh... You mean? I do. That's my line. I love you, Wade Wilson. You're supposed to....So that's a... Yes!.Whoo! Yes! (LAUGHS) I feel just like.a little girl. (CHUCKLES).(SIGHS) What if I just held on.and never let go? Just ride a bitch's back,.like Yoda on Luke. .Oh, Star Wars jokes. .Empire. Jesus Christ. It's like I made you.in a computer. (MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO) Mmm. Hey. Perfect..(CAMERA CLICKS) Let's see..All right, wee break. Shake it, yeah. (SIGHS) .WADE: Here's the thing. .Life is an endless series.of train-wrecks... .with only brief,.commercial-like breaks of happiness. .This had been the ultimate.commercial break. (TOILET FLUSHING).(SIGHS) .Which meant.it was time to return .to our regularly.scheduled program. What the....(THUDS) Oh, my God. Wade? You're clowning. You're not clowning? I sense clowns. People react to news of.late-stage cancer differently. There are certainly options.we can look into. New drugs are being.developed every day. So what do we do? Surely there is.something we can do. My uncle Ivan was diagnosed.with thyroid cancer... and there were all these new.experimental drugs from Germany. .WADE: Vanessa's already.working on Plan A, B, .all the way through Z. .Me? I'm memorizing.the details of her face. .Like it's the first time.I'm seeing it. .Or the last. DOCTOR: Mr. Wilson... Mr. Wilson? Take your time.to process this. .It's important not to.do anything rash. (WADE GRUNTS) (SIGHS LOUDLY) Now, if I were.a 200-pound sack of assholes named Francis,.where would I hide? (MOTORBIKE REVVING) Oh. (ENGINE ROARING) (GUN FIRING) (FRANCIS GRUNTS) WADE: A hush falls.over the crowd as rookie sensation.Wade W. Wilson... out of Regina, Saskatchewan,.lines up the shot. His form looks good. Oh! And that's why Regina.rhymes with fun. Ladies and gentlemen,.what you're witnessing... is sweet dick-kicking revenge. Oh! Giving him the business. Incoming! This is taking unsportsmanlike.conduct to a whole new level! (FRANCIS GROANS) Looking good, Francis..Well rested. Like you've been pitching,.not catching. Ringing any bells? No? How about now? (CHUCKLES SLOWLY) Wade fucking Wilson. FRANCIS: Well,.hello, gorgeous. WADE: Yeah, like I got bit.by a radioactive Shar-Pei. Yeah. And whose fault.is that, huh, Francis? Yeah, time to undo what.you did to this butterface. Please,.you should thank me. Apparently,.I made you immortal. I'm actually.quite jealous. Yeah, but this ain't.a life worth living, is it? Now, I'm about.to do to you what Limp Bizkit did to.music in the late 90s. (METAL CLANKS) Dad? .WADE: I think we can all agree.that shit just went sideways .in the most colossal way. .Well, maybe not the most. WADE: Uh... This is.my most prized possession. VANESSA: Wham? No, no, no. Wham! .Make It Big is the album that George.and Andy earned the exclamation point. So, am I supposed.to just smile and wave you out the door? Think of it like.spring cleaning. Only if spring.was death. God, if I had a nickel.for every time I spanked it to.Bernadette Peters. Sounds like you do..(COINS JINGLING) Bernadette is not.going anywhere, because you're not.going anywhere. Drink. You're right..Cancer is only in my liver, lungs, prostate, and brain. All things I can.live without. Ha. You belong here.at home. Surrounded by.your Voltron and your Bernadette,.and your me. Listen, we both know.that cancer is a shit-show. Like, a Yakov-Smirnoff-.opening-for-the Spin-Doctors-at-the-.Iowa-State-Fair shit-show. And under no circumstances.will I take you to that show. I want you to remember me. Not the ghost.of Christmas me. Well, I wanna remember us. I swear to God, I will.find you in the next life... .and I'm gonna boom-box.Careless Whisper outside your window. Wham! No one is boom-boxing shit..Okay? We can fight this. Besides, I just.realized something. You win..Your life is officially way more fucked up.than mine. (WADE CHUCKLES) I love you. (MUSIC PLAYING) Wade. Weas. You look like you need.a Blow Job and a shower. Though courtesy calls.for the latter first. How about three shots.of Patron? .Or how about Triticum aestivum,.wheatgrass. Excellent for.the immune system. Jesus Christ..You sound like Vanessa. Here, check it out. She's sending away for all these.colorful clinic brochures. I'm sure they're.all FDA approved. Chechnya. Isn't that where.you go to get cancer? You got China.and Central Mexico. You know how they.say "cancer" in Spanish? No. .El Cancer..Oh. I could have.guessed that. Look how happy.you look here. Mind if I keep this?.Put it up, so I can remember.when you looked alive. At least now I'm gonna.win the dead pool. Now that you're gonna die.tragically of cancer. I got it, Weas. Thanks. Oh. And, uh, that guy over there.came in looking for you. Real Grim Reaper type. I don't know..Might further the plot. Boothe. Wade. (WADE SIGHS) Mr. Wilson. How can I help you? Besides luring children.into a panel van. I understand you've recently.been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Stalker alert. It's my job..Recruitment. I'm sorry you've had.such a tough go. But you're a fighter..Special Forces. 41 confirmed kills. One every seven weeks. Same rate most folks.get a haircut. Hmm... It's to wash.the taste out. It's tough to forget.being so impressive. And now you.spend your days sticking up for.the little people... People change..What do you want? I represent an organization.that may be able to help. What if I told you.we can cure your cancer? And what's more, give you abilities.most men only dream of? I'd say that you sound.like an infomercial, but not a good one,.like Slap Chop. More Shake Weight-y. The world needs.extraordinary soldiers. We won't just.make you better. We will make you.better than better. A superhero. Look, Agent Smith, I tried the hero business.and it left a mark. But if I ever hit "fuck it,".I'll look you up. Oh, um... Shit. We're within.500 yards of a school, so you may wanna... His drink's on him. WEASEL: What did he say? (THUNDERCLAP) (SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) (SNIFFLES) VANESSA: Hey, what's going on? (SNIFFLES) Hey. Sorry. I had a Liam Neeson.nightmare. I dreamt I kidnapped.his daughter and he just.wasn't having it. Hey, uh, they've made.three of those movies. At some point you have.to wonder if he's just a bad parent. Hmm. .WADE: The worst part about cancer.isn't what it does to you... .but what it does to.the people you love. .Who knew if this guy.could save my life... .but I knew there was only one.way that I could save hers. (DOOR CLOSES) .Isn't that what.superheroes do? (CARS HONKING) (PHONE RINGING) .WADE: Okay. Let's pro-con.this superhero thing. (THUDS).Ow. .Pro: They pull down.a gaggle of ass. .Local dry cleaning discounts. .Lucrative film deals,.both origin stories .and larger ensemble.team movies. Con: They're all lame-ass.teacher's pets. You know,.I can hear you. I wasn't talking to you..I was talking to them. Stay right here. COLOSSUS: You've been.warned before, Deadpool. This is a shameful and.reckless use of your powers. You will both.be coming with us. WADE: Look, Colossus,.I don't have time for the goody two-shoes.bullshit right now! And you are? Negasonic Teenage Warhead. Negasonic Teenage....What the shit? That's the coolest name ever! So, what, you're like,.uh, his sidekick? No. Trainee. Let me guess. X-Men left you behind.on what? Shit detail? What does that make you? Pretending you're not here,.Negasonic Teenage Warhead. Can we trade names? (FRANCIS GROANS).Can we go? WADE: Look!.I'm a teenage girl. I'd rather be.anywhere than here. I'm all about.long sullen silences... followed by mean comments,.followed by more silences. So what's it gonna be, huh?.Long sullen silence... or mean comment? Go on. You got me in a box here. Aha! We can't allow this,.Deadpool. Please, come quietly. You big chrome.cock-gobbler! COLOSSUS: That's not nice. You're really gonna.fuck this up for me? Trust me, that wheezing bag.of dick-tips has it coming. He's pure evil. Besides....Nobody's getting hurt. (THUDS) That guy was already up there.when I got here. Wade, you are.better than this. Join us..Use your powers for good. WADE: Heads up. Be a superhero. WADE: Listen! The day I decide to become a.crime-fighting shit-swizzler... who rooms with a bunch of other little.whiners at the Neverland mansion... of some creepy, old, bald,.Heaven's Gate-looking motherfucker... on that day... I'll send your shiny,.happy ass a friend request. But until then, I'mma do.what I came here to do. Either that or slap.the bitch outta you! COLOSSUS: Wade....Hey. Zip it, Sinead! Hey, douche-pool! And I hope.you're watching... (MOTORBIKE REVVING) (GASPS LOUDLY) Quite unfortunate. That does it! (METAL CLANKS) Oh! (GROANS) Canada! That's not good. COLOSSUS: Wade, please. WADE: Cock shot!.(GROANS) Oh, your poor wife. You really should stop. (GROANING) .All the dinosaurs.feared the T. rex. (WADE SCREAMS) (LAUGHS) WADE: I promise this gets.worse for you, big boy! This is embarrassing..(GROANS) Please, stay down. WADE: You ever hear of the one-legged.man in the ass-kicking contest? Do you have.off switch? Yeah, it's right next.to the prostate. Or is that the on switch? Enough!.(GLASS SHATTERS) (LAUGHS) (GROANING) COLOSSUS: Let us go talk.to the Professor. McAvoy or Stewart? These timelines.are so confusing. Dead or alive,.you're coming with me! COLOSSUS: You will.recover, Wade. You always do. .You ever see 127 Hours?.Spoiler alert. (SQUISHING NOISE) Oh, my God. Nasty. WADE: Oh, there's.the money shot, baby. (RETCHING) .Are You There God?.It's Me, Margaret. (TRUCK HORN HONKS) .WADE: Rock, meet bottom. .And when life ends up.breathtakingly fucked... .you can generally trace it.back to one big, bad decision. .The one that sent you.down the road to Shitsburgh. .This? Well, this was mine. AGENT SMITH: Mr. Wilson. Nothing warms my heart more than.a change of someone else's. You finally hit "fuck it." Just promise.you'll do right by me. So I can do right.by someone else. Of course. And please don't make.the super-suit green. Or animated. (MAN CHOKING) MAN: Move it! Keep moving. (PATIENT SCREAMING) This place seems sanitary. My first request.is warmer hands. Oh! And, Jesus,.a warmer table. We should really come up.with a safe word, fellas. I'm thinking."pork and beans." (GROANS) Easy. Aren't you a little.strong for a lady? I'm calling wang. (BREATHING HEAVILY) What's up with the matches? Oral fixation.or just a big Stallone fan? (MUFFLED GROAN) Patience, Angel. All in good time. Are you here for.the turndown service, or what? We have another talker. I'm just excited about my.first day at superhero camp. Shut the fuck up. Mr. Wilson, my name's Ajax. I manage this workshop. Ah, my welcome speech used to.be full of euphemisms like... This may hurt a little. This may cause you.some discomfort. But I've grown blunt. This workshop is not.a government-led program. It's a private institution that turns.reclamation projects like yourself... into men of.extraordinary abilities. But if you think super-human.powers are acquired painlessly... Wrong..(GROANS) I'm injecting you.with a serum... that activates any mutant.genes lurking in your DNA. For it to work we need to.subject you to extreme stress. (WADE GROANING) You've heard that whole "make an omelet,.break some eggs" bit, right? I'm about to hurt you, Wade. I was a patient here once.myself, you know. The treatment affects.everyone differently. It made Angel.inhumanly strong. In my case,.it enhanced my reflexes. Also scorched my nerve endings,.so I no longer feel pain. And, in fact,.I no longer feel anything. (MUMBLING) Thanks! Thank you. Thank you. You have something.in your teeth. Right in the middle there..Just, I don't... A little nugget of romaine.lettuce or something. (SIGHS) It's been bothering me.for a long time. (LAUGHS) Ah, made you look. Hey, is Ajax.your actual name? Because it sounds.suspiciously made up. What is it, really? Kevin? Bruce? Scott? Mitch? The Rickster? (in British accent).Is it Basil Fawlty? Oh, joke away. One thing that never.survives this place is a sense of humor. We'll see about that. I suppose we will. He's all yours. Oh, come on. You're gonna leave me.all alone here. With less-angry.Rosie O'Donnell? (GROANS) .FRANCIS: This is how.it's going to work. .Adrenaline acts as a catalyst.for the serum... .so we're going.to have to make you suffer. .FRANCIS: If you're lucky,.the mutant genes will activate .and manifest in.a spectacular fashion. (GASPS) .FRANCIS: If not, well, we'll.have to keep on hurting you... (WADE SHIVERING) .in new and different ways, .each more painful.than the last... until you finally mutate. Or die. CUNNINGHAM:.You mean a bucket list? WADE: Like a fuck-it list. I'd really like.to light a spliff off the Olympic torch. CUNNINGHAM: Pass it.to me right after. Let's not forget naked.tandem base-jumping with the WNBA's.Sacramento Monarchs. Anything on my bucket list.would involve public nudity. Finally, giving Meredith.Baxter-Birney a Dutch oven. No. Receiving a Dutch oven.from Meredith Baxter-Birney. (LAUGHS) Making banana pancakes.for my kids. Vanessa. .WADE: I wanna see Vanessa. FRANCIS: You're lovely. I don't know about.anyone else, but I'm touched. We were just joking. No, no. It's okay. I encourage distractions. Wouldn't want you giving up.on us, now would we? Hey, don't take any shit.from him, Cunningham. How tough can he be... with a name like Francis? Francis? WADE: That's his legal name. (CHUCKLING) He got "Ajax".from the dish soap. F, R, A, N, C, I... Oops! Snagged the dry cleaning tag.off your lab coat. FYI, I could probably get you.the superhero discount. You are so.relentlessly annoying. Thanks. Never heard that before. Why don't you do us all.a favor and shut the fuck up? Or I'll sew.your pretty mouth shut. Oh... I wouldn't do that.if I were you. See, here's the problem with round-the-clock torture... is that you can't really.step it up from there. Is that what you think? If this doesn't unlock.your mutation, then, well... nothing will. Now, what we're going to do is lower the oxygen.concentration in the air... to the exact point you feel.like you're suffocating. If your brainwaves slow, meaning you're.about to pass out... then we'll turn up the O2. If your heart rate slows... meaning you're able.to catch your breath... we'll turn it back down. And that's where.we'll leave you. Right there. Oh, and I thought.you guys were dicks before. FRANCIS: You know.the funniest part of this? You still think we're making.you a superhero. You. A dishonorable discharge. Hip-deep in hookers. You're nothing. Little secret, Wade. This workshop.doesn't make superheroes, we make super-slaves. We're gonna fit you.with a control collar and auction you off.to the highest bidder. Who knows what.they'll have you doing? Terrorizing citizens,.putting down freedom fighters. Maybe just mow.the occasional lawn. What the fuck.is wrong with you? You're never going home.after this. Now there's a brave face. Wait, wait! Wait. Wait. Seriously, you actually have.something in your teeth now. Enjoy your weekend. Weekend? Back up. Weekend? (MACHINE HISSING) (GASPING) (CHOKING) (EKG BEEPING) (CHOKING).(EKG BEEPING RAPIDLY) .WADE: Did I say.this was a love story? .No, it's a horror movie. (SCREAMING) (GASPING) FRANCIS: Fucking hell. Looks like someone lost his.shot at Homecoming King. What have you done to me? I've merely raised.your stress levels high enough.to trigger a mutation. You sadistic fuck! I've cured you, Wade. Now your mutated cells.can heal anything. It's attacking your cancer.as fast as it can form. Yeah, I've seen similar.side-effects before. I could cure them... but where's the fun in that? Now, I'm gonna.shut you in again, Wade. Not because I need to. Because I want to. (BREATHING HEAVILY) Oh, well. Go ahead. Oh, you smell like shit. (GRUNTS).Whoa! (LAUGHS) ANGEL DUST: Motherfucker. Hey, hey, hey..It's all right, it's all right. I think we owe him.that one, yeah? You take off. Go on. Off you go. Quick question. What's my name? Didn't think so. .WADE: Sorry, Francis..My lips are sealed. (GROANING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) (EXPLODING) (MEN SCREAMING.IN THE DISTANCE) (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) (MAN COUGHING) (BOTH GRUNTING) (GROANS) (GRUNTING) (GROANING) You don't want to kill me. I'm the only one.who can fix your ugly mug. (GRUNTING) (LAUGHS) (GRUNTING) (GROANING) (GRUNTS LOUDLY) (RETCHING) (GRUNTS AND LAUGHS) (GRUNTING) (WADE BREATHING HEAVILY) What's my name? CUNNINGHAM: Wade. (GROANS) .WADE: I didn't just get.the cure to el cancer... .I got the cure.to el everything. .But there was.only one thing... .that really mattered. (INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) (THUNDER RUMBLING) (INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) (INFANT CRYING) WOMAN: Come on, let's go. WOMAN: Oh, that must hurt. Thank you so much. (INDISTINCT.CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE) God, he's so fucking gnarly. WOMAN: Look at his face. MAN: Oh, my God. Poor guy. FEMALE PEDESTRIAN:.Honey, don't stare. MALE PEDESTRIAN: Freak. (INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS) (BREATHING HEAVILY) No way. I'm not making.her life as ugly as mine. Come on, Wade,.it can't be that bad. Ah, bullshit! I'm a monster inside and out..I belong in a fucking circus. Wade, Vanessa loves you..She doesn't care what you... Oh! Oh. Do you like what you see? No. You look like an avocado had sex with an older,.more disgusting avocado. Yeah. Not gently..Like it was hate-fucking. There was something wrong.with the relationship... and that was.the only catharsis that they could find.without violence. And the only guy.who can fix this fugly mug... is the British shitstick.who ran the mutant factory. And he's gone. Poof! Yeah, well you gotta do.something to remedy this... because as of now, you only have.one course of action. Damn straight. Find Francis..Star in horror films. What? Star in your own horror films. Because you look.like Freddy Krueger face-fucked.a topographical map of Utah. Here's what.I'm actually gonna do. I'm gonna work.through his crew until somebody.gives up Francis... force him to fix this, then.put a bullet in his skull... and fuck the brain hole. I don't wanna see that.or think of it again. But the douchebag does.thinks you're dead, right? Yeah. That's good..You should keep it that way. What, like, wear a mask? Yes. A very thick mask..All the time. I am sorry... you are haunting. Your face is.the stuff of nightmares. Like a testicle with teeth. You will die alone. I mean, if you could die. Ideally, for others' sake. That'll do. All you need now is a suit.and a nickname... like Wade the Wisecracker... or Scaredevil,.Mr. Neverdie. Oh, shit. What? I put all my money.on you and now... I just realized.I'm never gonna win the, uh... Dead pool. Captain Deadpool... No, just... Just Deadpool, yeah..Just Deadpool. To you, Mr. Pool. Deadpool. That sounds like.a fucking franchise. (GLASSES CLINK) This shit's gonna.have nuts in it. (MAN GROANS).Where's Francis? (GRUNTING) (GUN FIRING) (GROANING) (SIGHS) WADE: Where's Francis? AL: Seltzer water.and lemon for blood. Or wear red. Dumbass. (ALL CHEERING) (CLAMORING) (GROANING) (GUN FIRING).(PEOPLE SCREAMING) WADE: Don't make me.ask twice. Where... is Francis? He made me ask twice. Is the mask muffling my voice? Where's Francis? (GUN FIRING) Where the fuck is Francis? (GROANING) (GROANING) (WADE LAUGHING) You're about to be killed.by a Zamboni. Where's Francis? (WOMAN WHIMPERS) No! Please! Oh, God! I'm so sorry! (WOMAN SCREAMS) Oh! You little.spider monkey! (TOILET FLUSHING) Where... is... Francis? This is confusing. Is it sexist to hit you? Is it more sexist.to not hit you? I mean, the line.gets real... blurry. (SPEAKING SPANISH) WHERE IS FRANCIS? Tell me where.your fucking boss is or you're gonna die! In five minutes! (WHISPERS).Don't hesitate to call me. Nice to see you, Jared. I'll take the footlong... Fully loaded. (GRUNTING).(GUNS FIRING) (PANTING) (GRUNTS).(GLASS SHATTERS) (GROANS) Whoa, whoa! 41 confirmed kills. Now it's 89..About to be 90. Mr. Wilson? Ding-ding. You're looking.very alive. Ha! Only on the outside! This is not going to.end well for me, is it? This is not gonna.end well for you, no. Where's your boss? I can tell you exactly... (SHUSHING MOCKINGLY) Oh, you'll tell me..But first... You might wanna.look away for this. Now this little piggy.went to... (AGENT SMITH SCREAMS) WADE: Thank you, Agent Smith. Taxi! Hop in! Great day for a ride. (HINDI SONG PLAYING ON RADIO) WADE: And we all know.how this turned out. .Whoops!.You weren't meant to see that. There. All caught up. (JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) We're here. (GROANS) Sorry about.bleeding in all your garbage. (GRUNTS) Seltzer water and.lemon for blood. Whoo! Some kinds of anger.can't be managed... like the kind where.your year-long plan ends with the wrong guy.getting dismembered! That said, when it comes time.to licking wounds, there's no place like home. Ah, and I share that home.with someone you've met, the old blind lady.from the laundromat, Al. God, I miss cocaine. Her. (GASPS) Fourth-wall break.inside a fourth-wall break. That's like 16 walls. She's like Robin to my Batman, except she's old,.and black, and blind. And I think.she's in love with me. .WADE: Wait, pretty sure.Robin loves Batman, too. (KNOCKING ON DOOR) (KNOCKING ON DOOR) (AL GROANS) WADE: Al? Morning, sleepyhead. (GRUNTS) It smells like.old lady pants in here. Yes, I'm old..I wear pants. But you're no lady. Oh! So comfy. Upside of being blind:.I've never seen you in Crocs. You mean my big,.rubber masturbating shoes? AL: Yes, I know. Downside of being blind... I hear everything.in this duplex. (GROANS) Sit on a stick. Bactin? Yeah. Bactin should do it. How's that Kullen.coming along? IKEA doesn't assemble itself,.you know. You're telling me..I don't mind the Kullen. It's an improvement.on the Hurdal. Please. Anything's an.improvement over the Hurdal. I'd have taken an Hemnes.or a Trysil over the Hurdal. Oh, no, I didn't get excited.till I saw the Kullen. Screw, please. Here? Now?.Just kidding. I know it's been decades. You'd be surprised. Pretty grossed out. (GROANS) Ta... Da. I wish I never heard.of Craigslist. And I quote,."Looking for roommate, "blind to.life's imperfections. 1268;3997026;3998811;Must be good with hands.""" Or would you rather I build.the IKEA, and you pay rent? Why such a douche.this morning? Let's recap. The cock thistle that.turned me into this freak... slipped through.my arms today... Arm. Catching him was.my only chance to be hot again,.get my super sexy ex back... and prevent this shit from.happening to someone else. So, yeah,.today was about as much fun as a sandpaper dildo. (WADE FARTS) # driveby. Found out who our friend.in the red suit is. Fucking Wade Wilson. I suppose I'd wear a mask too.if I had a face like that. I only wish I healed the same. Still, we'll put him.out of our misery. On our terms. Right..And when he heals? He can't. Not if there's nothing.left of him to heal. You know, it's funny..I almost miss the fucker. I like a challenge. But he's bad.for business. Now let's go.find him. Oh. (WADE GRUNTS SLOWLY) Tylenol PM? You can stick that.where you stuck the Bactin. I raided my stash.of wisdom tooth Percocet... and I am orbiting.fucking Saturn right now. (SIGHS) But I appreciate the gesture. Am I crazy,.or is your hand really small? About the size of.a KFC spork. Ugh. I get why you're so pissy... but your mood's.never gonna brighten till you find this woman... and tell her how you feel. What do I keep telling you,.Mrs. Magoo? She wouldn't have me. If you could see me,.you'd understand. Looks aren't everything. Looks are everything. You ever heard.David Beckham speak? It's like he mouth-sexed.a can of helium. You think Ryan Reynolds.got this far on his superior acting method? Love is blind, Wade. No. You're blind. So, you're just gonna.lie there and whimper? No, I'm gonna wait till this.arm plows through puberty... and then I'm gonna.come up with a whole new.Christmas Day plan. In the meantime, you might wanna.leave the room. I bet it feels huge.in this hand. Go, go, go. WEASEL: So, the doctor says,."The bad news is you don't have.that long to live. So, the patient says,."How long do I have?" The doctor says, "Five." The guy says, "Five what?" And the doctor says,."Four, three, two..." (ALL LAUGHING) Can I help you ladies? Oh, I do hope so. I heard you might be.able to point me in the direction.of a, um, friend of mine. Name of Wade Wilson. Sorry. I don't know the name. Hey, you're not supposed.to be behind the bar. I've seen this girl. FRANCIS:.Ah, this must be Vanessa. I've heard so much about you. (GROANING) Um, sweetheart,.you might wanna look around. This isn't really the place.to do something like that. Easy, Angel. Put the little man down. We have everything.we need now. You sure? You don't want any clothes.that are not monochromatic? .Have fun at your midnight.showing of Blade II. Whoo. Thanks for having.my back, guys. Wade, we have.a fucking problem. And by "we," I mean "you." Ah, I can't believe.I'm doing this. Is there a word for.half afraid, half angry? Yeah, "afrangry",.I guess. Have you decided what.you're gonna say to her? Fuck me! Uh, maybe not.start with that. (TRAP MUSIC PLAYING) .Hey, coming onto.our stage right now... .give it up for Chastity! (ALL CHEERING) Or as I like.to call her, Irony. Better find her fast.before numbnuts does. How do you know.she's in here? Because I'm constantly.stalking that fox. (MUSIC FADES OUT) .WADE: Every time I see her,.it's like the first time... .Especially from this angle. (MUSIC FADES IN) (MEN CHEERING) .ANNOUNCER: You can't buy love, .but you can rent it.for three minutes. (EXHALES) Ah, you weak motherfucker! Come on! Come on, get it together. This isn't about me,.this is about Vanessa. Here we go. Maximum effort. Vanessa. Someone out back.asking for you. Something about, uh,.an old boyfriend. I knew it was you. The weird,.curvy edges. Like a jigsaw puzzle. You have Wade Wilson.to thank for this. (VANESSA GROANS) Hey. Hey! Where'd she go? Uh, I saw her.head to the back. Go get her, tiger. (SOFTLY) Fuck. Fuck! Motherfucker! Wait, wait..Let's... Just... Cock juggling... We can talk about.what we're gonna... Jiminy! Fuck face! Okay, or you.can hit that. Yeah, yeah, yeah..Fuck! Fuck! No, no..All right. Hey! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!.Hey, um... Whoa! Whoa!.Relax. Relax. Okay. Okay. I think.that's a good start. Oh, I'm gonna rip.his motherfucking... (CELL PHONE RINGING).Wait. Find it! Find it..What? I'm gonna get angry..Okay. All right. All right. Okay. All right. Here. This is Vanessa. What?.No, wait. It's Francis. He wants you.to come to him. What is that?.That's the shit emoji. You know, it's the turd with.the smiling face and the eyes? I thought it was chocolate.yogurt for so long. I need guns. Okay, which ones? I need all the guns! All right. Okay. (HEAVY METAL PLAYING) That's about 3,000 rounds. We all know.what I can do with 12. Hey, hey, careful with that,.Ronnie Milsap! We're downrange. I was gonna.spend the night assembling the Borje,.but this is holding my interest. I told you, we're going with.the Urvaj, not the Borje. Get it through your head.or get out of fuck town. Shit. That's all the pieces.in the house. Nah, nah... Come on..Let's go. Cough it up. Up, up, up. Oh. Down, down, down. Fuck you. .45 cal. I like it. Wade... I'd go with you,.but I don't want to. Uh... Listen, Al... if I never see.you again, I want you to know that.I love you very much. And also, uh, there's.about 116 kilos of cocaine buried somewhere.in the apartment... right next to the cure.for blindness. Good luck. You wanna get fucked up? (SEAGULLS SCREECHING) (MAN SPEAKING.INDISTINCTLY OVER P.A.) (MUMBLING) Put her down.over here. (WHIMPERS) (MUMBLING CONTINUES) Go on then. Thanks, dickless..And I mean you. Wow. You're a talker too..You and Wade. I've been trying.to tell you assholes, you've got the wrong girl. My old boyfriend,.he's dead. See, I thought that too..But he keeps on coming back. Like a cockroach... but uglier. Now, I may not feel,.but he does. Let's see how he fights.with your head on the block. .Ripley, from Alien 3! Fuck, you're old. (CACKLES) Fake laugh..Hiding real pain. Go get Silver Balls. You guys going for a bite?.Early bird special? Oh, like there's.something wrong with eating before sundown.or saving money. No, you know that bad guy.that you let go? He's got my girl. You're gonna.help me get her back. COLOSSUS: Wade, is that you? Yeah, it's me, Deadpool, and I got an offer.that you can't refuse. I'm gonna wait.out here, okay? It's a big house. It's funny that I only.ever see two of you. It's almost like the studio.couldn't afford another X-Man. WADE: And that is why,.in my opinion... .the movie Cocoon.is pure pornography. Who brought.this twinkly man? Twinkly, but deadly. My chrome-penised.friend back there has agreed.to do me this solid. In exchange,.I said that I would consider joining his boy band. It's not boy band. Sure it's not. (SIGHS LOUDLY) So,.any luck winning Gita back? I tried to hold on tight,.Mr. Pool... but Bandhu is more craftier.and handsomer than me. Well, I think you're.pretty darn cute. (MAN SCREAMS) (PUNJABI MUSIC.PLAYING ON RADIO) Dopinder..Hmm? What was that? Uh... That was Bandhu.in the trunk. Ban who? My romantic rival Bandhu..He's tied up in the trunk. I'm doing as you said, DP. I plan to gut him.like a tandoori fish, then dump his carcass.on Gita's doorstep. I did not tell him.to do that. Absolutely not..It got lost in translation. Dopinder, this is no way.to win Gita's heart back! (WHISPERS).I'm so proud of you. Drop Bandhu off,.safe and gentle-like. (WHISPERS) Kill him. And then,.win Gita back... the old fashioned way:.with your boyish charm. (WHISPERS) Kidnap her. He's super dead. Whoa! I presume a crisp.high five? For you? 10. Okay, guys, let's get out there.and make a difference. (WHISPERS).You know what to do. Knock 'em dead,.Pool Boy! Time to make.the chimi-fuckin'-changas. .WADE: Not often.a dude ruins your face... .skull-stomps your sanity,.grabs your future baby mama... .and personally sees to four .of your five.shittiest moments. .Let's just say it's beginning.to look a lot like Christmas. NEGASONIC TEENAGE WARHEAD:.Hey. Where's your duffle bag? (PHONE RINGING) (HINDI SONG PLAYING ON RADIO) (TRUCK HONKING) (TIRES SCREECHING) (THUDS).(BANDHU SCREAMS) DOPINDER: Bandhu? .DOPINDER: Leave a message.and have a happy day. God damn it! I'm gonna do this.the old fashioned way... with two swords.and maximum effort. Cue the music. (HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING) (MUSIC STOPS) FRANCIS: Wade Wilson! What's my name? Oh, I'mma fuckin'.spell it out for ya. Go get some. Superhero landing. She's gonna do.a superhero landing. Wait for it. WADE: Whoo! Superhero landing! You know, that's really.hard on your knees. Totally impractical..They all do it. You're a lovely lady, but.I'm saving myself for Francis. That's why.I brought him. I prefer not to hit a woman,.so please... (GROANS) I mean,.that's why I brought her? Oh, no, finish your tweet..It's not... That's... Just give us a second..Yeah. There you go..Hashtag it. Go get her, tiger. (GROANS) Oh, I so pity the dude who.pressures her into prom sex. All right, then. Fire! (GUNS FIRING) (GRUNTS) Finish fucking her.the fuck up! Language, please. Suck a cock. (BOTH GRUNTING) Look away, child. Look away! (SCREAMING) WADE: Wait! Wait! Cease fire! Cease fire! WADE: Fellas! Hey! Hey! You only work for that.shit-spackled muppet fart. So, I'mma give you a chance for y'all to lay down.your firearms... in exchange for preferential,.bordering on gentle... possibly even.lover-like treatment. (GUNS FIRING) Fine. Commando! (GRUNTING) (EXHALING) (GRUNTING) (COLOSSUS GRUNTS) (ANGEL DUST GROANS) (BOTH GRUNTING) (GROWLS) (MEN GROANING) (GRUNTING) Teabag! Bob? Wade? Oh, my God,.I haven't seen you since... Jacksonville. Fridays..Since TGI Fridays. Well, what the hell! God, come here, you. (GRUNTS) How are the kids?.Good? And Gail, she still fixing.that tuna casserole? So good..But bad for the waistline, if you know what.I'm talking about. Oh! (CLEARS THROAT) Your... On the left..You are beautiful woman. That is so sweet. Uh... Thanks. (GRUNTS) (GROANS) WADE: Yoo-hoo! FRANCIS: Does he.write you notes too? He's such a romantic. WADE: Don't worry, baby..I'm comin'. Fire! (GUNS FIRING) NEGASONIC TEENAGE WARHEAD:.Hey! Climb on! (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) (SCREAMING) (GROANING) Motherfucking... Motherfucker should have.worn his brown pants. You were right,.beautiful. Red really is my color. Wade? Don't worry, baby... I'mma get you out.of that shit-box. What better way to crawl back.inside that head of yours? Oh, you never left. But you did, asshole! Ah, deep breath, darling. Oh, wait. Wrong choice of words. (CHOKING) I hope they blocked pain.to your every last nerve. 'Cause I'mma go lookin'! I hear you grow back.body parts now, Wade. When I'm finished... parts will have.to grow back you. Good one. Yep, that was a good one. Let's dance. And by dance, I mean... let's try to kill each other. (GRUNTING).(METAL CLANKING) (GASPING) (GRUNTING) (GROANS) (COLOSSUS GROANING) (CHOKING) Fine. Fists. Oh, sounds like.your last Saturday night. (GRUNTING) (GROANING) (GRUNTING) (VANESSA GROANS) Asshole! (FRANCIS GRUNTS) (GROANS) (GRUNTING) (EXPLODING) (GRUNTING) (SCREAMS) Hang in there,.baby! Wade!.I gotcha! I got a plan..You're not gonna like it. (GRUNTING) Shit! Shit! Shit! (VANESSA SCREAMING) Don't worry..I'm totally on top of this. (PANTING) Ah! Damn it! Maximum effort! (VANESSA SCREAMS) (RUMBLING) (GRUNTS) Thanks. Just take it slow. WADE: Yoo-hoo! Oh, my God! That was so... (GRUNTING) (EXHALING HEAVILY) (FRANCIS LAUGHS) There are no words! Me and you are headed.to fix this butterface. What? (CHUCKLES) You stupid fucking idiot. Did you really think.there was a cure... for that? What? You heard me. No. No! (BREATHING HEAVILY) (LAUGHING.AND COUGHING) So, you mean to say... after all this,.you can't fix me? It sounds even stupider.when you say it. Like the kind of stupid.who admits he can't do the one thing.I'm keeping him alive for? Any last words? What's my name? Who fucking cares? COLOSSUS: Wade! Four or five moments. I'm sorry? Four or five moments,.that's all it takes. To? Be a hero. (GROANS) Everyone thinks.it's a full-time job. Wake up a hero,.brush your teeth a hero, go to work a hero. Not true. Over a lifetime, there are.only four or five moments that really matter. Moments when you're.offered a choice. To make a sacrifice,.conquer a flaw, save a friend... spare an enemy. In these moments... everything else falls away. The way the world sees us. The way we... (RETCHING) Why? You were droning on. Sure, I may be stuck looking.like pepperoni flatbread... but at least fuckface.won't heal from that. If wearing superhero tights... means sparing psychopaths... then maybe I wasn't.meant to wear 'em. Not everyone monitors.a hall like you. Just promise... Yeah, yeah,.I'll be on the lookout for the next four moments. (WHISPERS) Oh, shit. Now, if you'll excuse me,.I'm just a boy, about to stand.in front of a girl... and tell her... What the fuck.am I gonna tell her? Well, hmm,.you better figure it out. I can't even tell you....(GRUNTS) I deserved that..That, too. No, no, no,.maybe not the nethers. Start talking! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. (STUTTERS) For everything,.I'm sorry for leaving... I'm sorry for not.cowboying up sooner. It's been rough.couple of years. Rough? I live in a crackhouse. With a family of 12. Every night.we spoon for warmth. Everybody fights for Noelle..She's the fattest. There's nothing.that we don't share. Floor space, dental floss,.even condoms. So, you live in a house. I should have come.and found you sooner. But, baby,.the guy under this mask, he ain't the same one.that you remember. You mean this mask? And this one. In case the other fell off. All right..Yeah, just... Ow. Like a Band-Aid,.just give it a... Owdie 5,000. Wait, wait, wait... Are you sure? I'm sure. Wow. Yeah. Hey. After a brief.adjustment period... and a bunch of drinks... it's a face... I'd be happy to sit on. I'm not the same.underneath this suit, either. No. Super-penis. COLOSSUS:.Come on, Wade. Language. Young one is present. What are you still doing? Get out of here..Go make yourself useful! You, go be a really.big brother to someone. Tell Beast to stop.shitting on my lawn. And you,.chicken noodle... Nothing compares to you. Sinead O'Connor, 1990..Sorry. That's all right..You're cool. (GASPS) What in the ass? That was not mean..I'm proud of you! We will make an X-Man.of you yet, Wade. For a second there, it felt like we were.three mini-lion robots... coming together to form.one super robot. There's a stupid. Yeah. And now, for the moment.I've all been waiting for. Come here. (POP MUSIC PLAYING) (LAUGHING) Wham! As promised. (MAN VOCALIZING) .WADE: See? .You don't need to be.a superhero to get the girl. .The right girl will bring out.the hero in you. .Now, let's finish this.epic wide shot. Pull out. .There we go, that looks nice. .That's gonna be.about the only thing .that's pulling out tonight. .Who doesn't love.a happy ending, huh? .'Til next time, this is .your friendly neighborhood.pool guy singin'... .? I'm never gonna dance again .? The way I danced with you ? Captioned by Deluxe You're still here? It's over. Go home. .Oh, you're expecting.a teaser for Deadpool 2. Well, we don't have.that kind of money. What are you expecting?.Sam Jackson to show up? With an eye patch and a saucy.little leather number? Go. Go. Oh. But I can tell you one thing,.and it's a bit of a secret. For the sequel,.we're gonna have Cable. Amazing character..Bionic arm, time travel. We have no idea.who we're gonna cast yet, but it could be anybody. Just need a big guy.with a flat top. Could be Mel Gibson,.Dolph Lundgren... Keira Knightley..She's got range. Who knows. Anyway, big secret. Shh... Oh, and don't leave your.garbage all lying around. It's a total dick move. Go.

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Text Captain, I'd like to request that_it be me who's the attorney ... Captain, I'd like to request that_it be me who's the attorney ... That it be myself who's assigned ..._No, that it be I who am assigned ... That it be / who am assigned?_That's confidence inspiring! Good grammar, there! - Lieutenant Commander GaIloway._- Captain West is expecting you. Jo, come on in. Lt. Commander GaIloway._You know Commander Lawrence? - I appreciate you seeing me._- WiII you sit down? Have a seat! - We've had some trouble in Cuba?_- Yes, sir. Last Friday. Corporal Dawson and Private Downey_assauIted Private WiIliam Santiago. Santiago died in hospital_an hour Iater. NavaI InteIligence Service says_the two men - - wanted to stop Santiago naming_Dawson in a fenceline shooting. - The hearing's at 1600 hours._- What's the probIem? They're both model marines._Santiago was a screw-up. - It sounds like a Code Red._- Christ! I'd Iike to have them_assigned counsel. Someone who has both the legal skiII_and a famiIiarity with the military. I'd Iike to suggest that_l be the one who that ... ... that it be me who is assigned_to represent them, myself. - Why don't you get a cup of coffee?_- I'm fine, sir. Leave the room, so we can_talk about you behind your back. - Do Code Reds stiII go on?_- Who knows what goes on there? We'd better find out soon._What about this Commander Galloway? She's been working a desk at_Internal Affairs for a year. - She did three cases in two years._- She's not very fast! - She's not a Iitigator._- But she's a great investigator! I know: aII passion,_no street smarts. Bring her back in. Jo. We'lI have them moved here_and assigned counsel. But ... not me? You're too valuable to waste - - on a five-minute plea bargain_and a week's paperwork. - There might be more involved ..._- Division wiII find the right man. Let's go, Iet's get two! - Sorry._- Look the baII into your gIove. Keep your eyes open!_Then you'II have a better chance. - Kaffee!_- You seem distraught. You're stalling_on the McDermott case. We do it now,_or I'll hang him from a yardarm! - Do we hang peopIe from yardarms?_- I don't think so. Sherby doesn't think_we do that any more. I'm charging him with possession._Plead guilty and he'lI get 30 days. - it was oregano!_- He thought it was marijuana. He's a moron. That's not iIIegaI. - I'm gonna charge him!_- With possession of a condiment? - I'll file a motion to dismiss._- You won't get it! I'll ask for an evidentiary ruIing,_then Iook for bail reIease ... You'II get three months' paperwork_because he smoked a bag of oregano. - 20 days in the brig!_- 15 days' restricted duty. - Why am I agreeing?_- You have wisdom beyond your years. Good morning ..._How's the baby, Sam? - She'II say her first word soon._- How can you telI? She just Iooks like_she has something to say. - Sorry I'm Iate._- l won't ask you for a bad excuse. - Thank you, sir._- This first one's for you. You're moving up in the worId._Division wants you. - To do what?_- Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. A Marine Corporal named Dawson_fired over the fenceline into Cuba. What's a fenceline? - Between good guys and bad guys._- Teacher's pet. Santiago threatens to rat on Dawson_to Naval Investigators. Dawson and Private Louden Downey - - tie Santiago up,_and stuff a rag down his throat. An hour Iater, he's dead._There was a toxin on the rag. - They poisoned the rag?_- Not according to them. They get here tomorrow._On Wednesday, 0600, you fly to Cuba. In the meantime, go and see_Lt. Commander JoAnne GalIoway. - Any questions?_- I fIy at 0600? ln the morning? We'lI go by the book,_so I'm assigning co-counseI. - Any voIunteers?_- No. l've a stack of papers to do. - Work with Kaffee._- For just four days? Doing various administrative ..._things. In other words, no responsibilities?_My kind of case! Right, but I need that report_by Wednesday. - Hi!_- Hold on ... Hi! DanieI Kaffee._I was toId to meet ... ...Lieutenant Commander GaIloway. - About a briefing._- l'II calI you back. - You're the attorney?_- Yes, and this is Sam Weinberg. - l have no responsibiIities._- Have a seat. - Have you been in the Navy long?_- Nine months now. - And when did you graduate?_- A year ago. - I see._- Have I done something wrong? When I asked for counsel,_I hoped to be taken seriously. No offence taken. He's our best Iitigator. He obtained_44 plea bargains in nine months. - AImost got my steak knives._- Have you ever been in court? I had my licence suspended ..._They need a priest, not a Iawyer. No, they'II need a Iawyer. Dawson's famiIy has been contacted._Downey just has his aunt. - ShaIl I contact her?_- Sure, if you feeI Iike it. You'Il be seeing CoIoneI Jessep._You've heard of him? Who hasn't? The papers say he's tipped for_the NationaI Security CounciI. - Santiago sent these from GlTMO._- That's Guantanamo Bay. He wrote to aII the senior officers,_even his senator. He wanted a transfer._No one Iistened. Are you with me? Then he offered to trade information_about the shooting for a transfer. Right. Is that aII? It seems your cIient had_a motive to kiII Santiago. - Got you! And Santiago is ... who?_- The victim. These Ietters are not fIattering_about Marine Corps life? And an investigation might_embarrass the Security Council guy? - CoIoneI Jessep ..._- 12 years. If they drop ''conspiracy'' and_''conduct unbecoming''. - You haven't done anything yet!_- Impressive, huh? - You'll have to go deeper._-Do you have jurisdiction here? My job is to make sure_you do your job. So my jurisdiction's in your face. Read the Ietters._Report when you return from Cuba. - Dismissed!_- I aIways forget that part. He's preoccupied._He has a basebaII game next week. TeIl him not to get cute._Guantamo marines are fanaticaI. - About what?_- About being marines. "My name is PFC Wi//iam Santiago - 118;903531;909173;- of Rifle Security Company_Windward, 2nd Platoon Bravo. 119;909173;914415;I am writing to inform you ofmy_problems here in Cuba. 120;914415;919655;I've faIIen out of runs before,_because of dizziness or nausea. 121;919655;925817;On May 18th, I'd fa//en back about_20 yards going down a rocky hilI. 122;925817;932500;My sergeant pushed me down the hiI/,_then I saw a/I bIack and feII down. 123;932500;935812;The hospitaI said_it was heat exhaustion. 124;935812;940816;I ask your help._I need a transfer out of RSC. 125;940816;945179;SincereIy, PFC Wi//iam T. Santiago,_US Marines. " "PS: In exchange for my transfer, - 127;949175;954210;- I have information about_the shooting on August 2nd. " Who the fuck is_PFC WiIIiam T. Santiago? He's in 2nd PIatoon Bravo, sir. ApparentIy he's not happy here_at Shangri-la. He's asked everyone but_Santa Claus for a transfer. Now he's telling taIes about a_fenceIine shooting. Matthew? - I'm appalIed, sir._- You're appalIed. This kid ratted on a member of his_unit, to say nothing of the fact - - that he's a US marine_who can't run without colIapsing. - What is going on in Bravo company?_- Can we discuss it in private? l can handIe this situation, sir. Like you handIed Curtis BeII?_Don't interrupt, I'm your superior! And I'm yours, Matthew._What are we going to do about this? - He should be transferred at once._- He's that bad? If word of this Ietter gets out,_he'Il get his ass whipped. Transfer Santiago? You're right._Yes, that's the thing to do. Wait! I've got a better idea. Let's transfer the whoIe squad. No, Iet's transfer_the whole division off the base. Jon, go and teII the boys_to pack their bags. Tom! Get me the President. We're_surrendering our position in Cuba. Wait a minute, Tom. Maybe we_shouId consider this for a second. Dismissed, Tom. I'm just spit-baIIing here, - - but maybe it's our responsibiIity_to train Santiago? Maybe we have a responsibility_to this country to see - - that those protecting it_are trained professionals. I think I read that somewhere once. And I'm thinking, CoIoneI, that your_idea of transferring Santiago, - - whiIe expeditious and painIess, - - might not be quite_the American Way? Santiago stays where he is. We're going to train the lad._Jon, you're in charge. If Santiago doesn't get 4.6, 4.6_in his next proficiency report, - - I'm going to bIame you._And then I'll kiII you. I think that's a mistake, CoIoneI. Matthew, I think_I'II have that word in private now. That's alI. Meet me at the ''O"' cIub._We'lI talk about WiIIiam's training. - I'lI weIcome your suggestions._- Dismissed. Matthew, sit down. PIease. - What do you think of Kendrick?_- I don't think my opinion ... I think he's a bit of a weaseI. But he's a very good officer, and_we agree on how to do our job. Our business is saving Iives._We have to take that seriously. I believe that if we transfer a_marine who is not up to the job, - - we put lives in danger._Sit down, Matthew. We went to the Aoademy together,_served in Vietnam together. But I've been promoted with_more speed and success than you. If that causes you tension or_embarrassment, I don't give a shit. Our business is saving Iives,_Lieutenant CoIonel Markinson. Don't ever question my orders_in front of another officer. AII the paperwork's in order._Step over there. - HaI, is this Washington D.C.?_- AlI right, Iet's move. I wanted to taIk to you_about Dawson and Downey. - Say again?_- Dawson and Downey. - The names seem famiIiar, but ..._- Your cIients? The Cuba thing! Oh yeah, right. I've done something wrong again. Why are they sitting in jaiI_whiIe you're hitting a baII? - We need to practice._- That wasn't funny. WouId you be insulted_if I recommended another counseI? - Why?_- I don't think you're up to it. You don't even know me! It usuaIIy_takes people hours to find that out. That was funny! You're wrong. l do know you. DanieI AIistair Kaffee,_born June 8th, 1964, in Boston. Son of LioneI Kaffee, former_Attorney-GeneraI, died 1985. You went to Harvard, then joined the_Navy, because your father wanted it. You're just treading water here_until you get a reaI job. But that's fine, l won't telI. But if you handIe this case in your_usuaI sIick manner, - - then something's gonna get missed. I can't Iet Dawson and Downey_sit in jaiI - - because you chose_the path of Ieast resistance. Wow!_l"m sexuaIIy aroused, Commander! I don't think it was murder._There was no intent. Santiago asphyxiated_from acute lactic acidosis. It was suggestive of poison._Whatever that means, it sounds bad. When he died, the doctor_didn't know the reason. - Two hours Iater, he said poison._- Was it Prof. PIumb in the Iibrary? I'Il see your supervisor. He's in the big white house_with the piIlars. I don't think you'II have much Iuok._Division must think I'm good. l appreciate your interest and_enthusiasm, but I can handle things. Do you know what a Code Red is? What a pity. Officer on deck, ten-hut! CorporaI Dawson, sir!_RSC Company Windward! You haven't been ''working_weII with others'', HaroId! PFC Louden Downey, sir! I'm DanieI Kaffee,_this is Sam Weinberg. Sit down. This your signature? Don't say sir._Is this yours ? - Sir,yes, sir!_- At least don't say it twice. - What's a Code Red?_- It's a discipIinary action. If a marine faIIs out of Iine,_the others get him on track. - What's the garden variety?_- Sir? You say ''sir"' and l look for_my father. Danny, DanieI Kaffee. What's a typicaI Code Red? If a marine won't bathe,_the men give him a GI shower. - And what's that?_- Scrub brushes, steeI wooI. Was the attack on Santiago_a Code Red? Does he ever taIk? He wiII answer any direct question. - Was there poison on the rag?_- No, sir. - Turpentine, anti-freeze?_- We were going to shave his head. - When suddenly ..._- BIood was dripping down his mouth. There was blood alI over his face,_so Dawson caIIed the ambuIance. - Did anyone see you caII it?_- No, sir. - Were you there when it arrived?_- Yes, and we were arrested. Did you on Aug. 2nd fire a shot_across the fenceIine into Cuba? Yes, sir. My mirror engaged, sir. Every American sentry has_a Cuban counterpart. His '"mirror''. Santiago's Ietter says_you fired iIIegalIy. He says the ''mirror''_never made a move. HaroId ...?_You see what I'm getting at? Why eIse wouId you_give him a Code Red? He broke the chain of command._He went outside his unit. He shouId have spoken to me first,_then his sergeant ... AII right._Did you intend to kiIl Santiago? - No sir, to train him!_- Train him to do what? To think of his unit before himself._To respect the code. - What's the code?_- Unit, Corps, God, Country! - Pardon?_- Unit, Corps, God, Country ... sir. The government_wants to charge you with murder. You want me to telI the prosecutor_'Unit, Corps, God, Country' ? That's our code, sir. That's your code._We'II be back. - You need anything? Books, papers?_- No thank you, sir! There's a concept_you'd better get used to. - Sir?_- I'm the onIy friend you've got. - WeIcome to the big time!_- You think so? I hope you're better at Iaw_than at softbaII. UnfortunateIy l pIay softbaII best._I'm off to Cuba, JaneIIe! Say hi to Castro for me. If they pIead guiIty_they get 20 years and serve haIf. - 12. They caIIed the ambuIance._- They kilIed a marine. The Iab says maybe_the rag was poisoned. The Chief of lnternaI Medicine_says he's sure. - What do you know about Code Reds?_- Oh, man ... Are we off the record? You'II get the 12 years._But you shouId know - - Lieutenant Kendrick specificaIIy_told the men not to touch Santiago. - We playing hoops tomorrow?_- Do we have a deaI? I'lI talk to you when I get back. - Any Iuck getting me repIaced?_- Everyone's your friend. Listen, l came to make peace._What do you say, friends? I took Downey_the comic books he wanted. He hardIy knows_why he's been arrested. - Look, Commander ..._- CaII me JoAnne. Or Jo. You contact them again,_I'Il have you disbarred. Friends? I had authorization_from Ginny MiIIer, his aunt. - Aunt Ginny authorized you?_- I caIled her. - We spoke for an hour._- You were authorized by Aunt Ginny. - it's within my province._- We can hoId the triaI in her barn. I'Ii sew the costumes,_UncIe Goober can be judge. I'm going to Cuba with you tomorrow. ''And the hits just keep on coming.'' - How's it going, Luther?_- Another day, another doIIar. - PIay as they lay._- What goes around comes around. - I got my heaIth._- You got everything. See you! Not if I see you first. You're my witness: the baby spoke._She said a word. - She made a sound._- Come on! It was definiteIy a word. You heard her._She pointed and said ''Pa''. - She was pointing at a mailbox._- Yes. ''Pa! Look, a maiIbox.'' - Jack Ross offered me the 12 years._- That's what you wanted, right? - I mean ... l guess I'II take it._- So ..? - It took about 45 seconds._- Take the 12 years, it's a gift. You don't beIieve them._You think they shouId get life. I beIieve every word of their story,_and I think they shouId get Iife. See you tomorrow. - Don't forget to wear the whites!_- I don't Iike them. We're going to Cuba._You got Dramamine? - That keeps you cooI?_- No, but you get airsick. It's because l'm afraid of crashing._Dramamine won't help. I got some oregano,_l hear that works. Ross said a strange thing,_just before I Ieft. He said Lt. Kendrick had toId_the men not to touch Santiago. - So?_- I don't even know who Kendrick is. What the heII. See you tomorrow. I'm Corporal Barnes, l'II escort you_to the Windward side of the base. l have camoufIage jackets,_I suggest you wear them. We're going cIose to the fenceIine. lf the Cubans see an officer in_white they might take a shot. Good caII, Sam. We'II just take the ferry. - We're taking a boat?_- Across the bay. No one mentioned a boat._l'm just not crazy about them. - Jesus Christ, you're in the Navy!_- Nobody likes her very much. Nathan Jessep. Come on in. DanieI Kaffee, attorney. Lt. Commander_JoAnne GaIIoway. Observing and evaluating._Lt. Weinberg, my assistant. This is CoIoneI Markinson,_and PIatoon Leader Lt. Kendrick. Lieutenant Kaffee. I met your father once._He spoke at my high schooI. - LioneI Kaffee?_- Yes, sir. Jon, this man's dad_once made a lot of enemies. Jefferson versus_Madison County SchooI District. They didn"t want a bIack girI_in a white school. Lionel Kaffee said,_''We'll see about that.'' - How the heII is your dad, Danny?_- He passed away seven years ago. - Don't l feel Iike an asshoIe!_- Not at aII, sir. - What can we do for you, Danny?_- Not much, sir. This is reaIIy just a formaIity. - They insist we interview everyone._- JAG Corps can be demanding. Jon'II show you what you want to_see, then we can meet for lunch. You met with the men that afternoon._What did you say? I toId them we had an informer, - - but that Private Santiago_was not to be harmed. - What time was that?_- 1600. That's four o'cIock. We shouId make sure somebody_gets this to his parents. - Lt. Kendrick, may I caIl you Jon?_- No. - Have l offended you?_- No, I Iike aII you Navy boys. When we have to fight,_you feIIas aIways give us a ride. Do you think he was murdered? I beIieve in God and Jesus Christ,_so I'lI say this: Santiago's death is a tragedy. But he died because he had no code,_and no honour. And God was watching. - How do you feeI about that theory?_- Sounds good. Are you going to investigate,_or just take the guided tour? I'm pacing myseIf. They ran around_looking for something white to wave. Some of them surrendered_to a crew from CNN. WaIk softly and carry an armoured_tank division, I aIways say. That was delicious. - l do have to ask some questions._- Shoot! An NIS agent told you that Santiago_knew about a fenceIine shooting. Santiago was going to say who did it_in exchange for a transfer. If you feel there are any detaiIs_I'm missing, teIl me. Thank you. You calIed CoIoneI Markinson and_Lt. Kendrick into your office. And? We agreed that for his own safety_he should be transferred. Santiago was set to be transferred? On the first flight to the States._0600 next morning. Five hours too late, it turned out. AlI right, that's aIl._Thanks very much for your time. The corporal wiIl drive you back. - Wait, I've got some questions._- No, you don't. No! On the morning of the death,_did you meet Dr. Stone? - Of course. One of my men was dead._- You see? He was dead. Let's go. - Have you ever heard of Code Red?_- I've heard the term, yes. In February, you received a memo_from the FIeet Commander - - warning against enIisted men_discipIining their own? Whoever wrote that memo has never_Iooked down a Cuban AK-47 rifIe. However, l gave it due attention._What is your point, Jo? She has no point,_it's part of her charm. Goodbye! My point is that I think_Code Reds stiIl go on. Do they? - He doesn't need to answer that._- Yes, he does. CoIoneI? You know, it just hit me._She outranks you, Danny! I want to teIl you something._Listen welI. You're a very Iucky man. There is nothing sexier then a woman_you have to saIute in the morning. Promote 'em aII, I say! If you've never had a blowjob_from a superior officer, - - you've missed the best in Iife._- Code Reds are stiII condoned here? But I'Il just take coId showers_tiII they eIect some gaI president. - I need an answer to my question._- Watch your tone, Commander. I'm a fair guy, but this_fucking heat makes me crazy. You asked me about Code Reds._On the record, I discourage it. Off the record,_it's an invaluable part of training. If it goes on without my knowIedge,_so be it. That's how I run my unit. If you want to investigate me,_take your chances. I eat breakfast 300 yards from_4,000 Cubans trained to kiIl me. So don't think you can come_down here and make me nervous. Let's go. CoIoneI, I just need a copy_of the transfer order. Santiago's transfer order._For the fiIe. - For the fiIe?_- Yeah. Of course you can have a copy._I'm here to help any way l can. You beIieve that, don't you, Danny?_That l'II heIp any way I can? The corporaI wiIl take you by_PersonneI and get it for you. But you have to ask me nicely. - I beg your pardon?_- You have to ask me niceIy. I can take buIIets, bombs and bIood._I don't want money or medaIs. What I do want is for you, with your_faggoty uniform and Harvard mouth, - - to extend me_some fucking courtesy. You got to ask me nicely. ColoneI Jessep, I'd Iike_a copy of the transfer order. Sir. No probIem. - Who is it?_- It's me. I've realIy missed you._It's been three hours ... Markinson's disappeared._He's gone U.A. Unauthorized Absence. - When?_- This afternoon, after we Ieft. - I'Il find him in the morning._- l've aIready tried. You're cIose to '"interfering_with a government investigation.'' I'm Louden Downey's attorney now._Aunt Ginny feels Iike she knows me. So I suggested that I get more_directIy invoIved with the case. She had Louden sign the papers_an hour ago. You're not making this up_just to bother me? - You're stiII Iead counseI._- SpIendid. I think Kendrick ordered the_Code Red, and so do you. Ten-hut! Did Kendrick order the Code Red?_Not: ''Did you cIean the latrine?'' Did Lt. Kendrick order you_to give Santiago a Code Red? Yes, sir. - Did he?_- Yes, sir. - Why didn't you say so before?_- You didn't ask us, sir. I get paid, no matter how Iong_you spend in jaiI. - I know you do, sir._- Fuck you, HaroId! At ease. Let's sort this thing out. There was a pIatoon meeting_on September 6th. Lt. Kendrick says he toId you_nothing was to happen to Santiago. ls this true?_I want you to speak freely. That's correct._But then he dismissed the platoon. - What happened then?_- Lt. Kendrick came to our room. About five minutes after the_meeting broke. About 16.20. And then? Lt. Kendrick ordered us_to give Santiago a Code Red. Jack!_They were given an order. - Jack ..._- I'II be right back. - Did you know about the order?_- Jo GaIIoway: Downey's Iawyer. - What are you accusing me of?_- Did you? He didn't know,_or he wouId have had to tell us. Now our clients might pIead not_guilty and say they were ordered. Kendrick told them_not to touch Santiago. And then he toId Dawson and Downey_to give him a Code Red. 23 marines and a highly decorated_Iieutenant disagree. - Why did Markinson go U.A?_- You'II never know. You know what Markinson did_for 1 7 years? CounterinteIligence. Markinson's gone._There is no Markinson. Look Danny,_Jessep's star is on the rise. Division want to spare him_and the Corps any embarrassment. I'II knock it down to invoIuntary_manslaughter. Two years. No, we're going to court. You'II Iose. And if we go to court,_I'II have to go alI the way: Murder, conspiracy,_conduct unbecoming. Danny's got me by the baIIs here,_but not in the courtroom. He doesn't want to see them get Iife_if they couId be home in six months. That's the end of this negotiation._See you at the arraignment. Here's the story: they're offering_invoiuntary manslaughter. Two years. You'II be home in six months. Wow! You're the greatest Iawyer in_the world! How can we thank you? Did you hear what I just said?_You'II be home in six months. I'm afraid we can't do that, sir. We can't make a deaI. We did nothing but our job._I'Il accept the consequences. But l won't say l'm guiIty, sir. - Did she put you up to this?_- We have a code, sir. You and your code pIead not guiIty._You'II be in jaiI for Iife. Do what I say,_and you'II be home in six months. Do it, HaroId._Six months, it's nothing! - Permission to ..._- Speak! Jesus! What do we do then? After six months_we'lI be dishonourabIy discharged. - ProbabIy._- What do we do then, sir? We joined the Marines because_we wanted to Iive by a certain code. You're asking us to say we have no_honour, that we're not marines! If what we did was wrong,_I'II accept my punishment. But l believe I did my job. I wilI_not dishonour myself, my unit - - or the Corps,_so that I can go home in six months. Sir! I'd Iike to taIk to Corporal Dawson_alone for a minute. Sergeant! - We'd like to go to another room._- Sit down. You don't Iike me very much,_do you? Forget it, it doesn't matter. You know ..._Downey worships you. He'lI do whatever you do. Are you going to let this_happen to him because of a code? Do you think we were right?_Do you? I think you'd Iose. You're such a coward._I can't beIieve you're in uniform. I won't be responsibIe for this. If you go to Leavenworth for Iife,_I don't give a shit! What about saIuting_an officer when he Ieaves the room? I don't beIieve it!_He"s going to jaiI to spite me! If he wants to jump off a cIiff,_that's his business. - How do l get him a new lawyer?_- At the arraignment. Just teII the judge_you want new counseI assigned. One thing, though._Be sure and ask niceIy. - What do you want from me?_- I want you to make an argument. That didn't help Calley at My Lai,_or the Nazis at Nuremburg. Do you think that's the same - - as two teenagers executing an_order they didn't think wouId harm? Don't Iook now,_but you're making an argument. I'lI get them a new attorney. What are you afraid of?_You father's expectations? Spare me the psychobabble!_They'II just have another lawyer. They need you._You know how to win. If you waIk away from this now,_you've sealed their fate. Their fate was seaIed_when Santiago died. - Do they have a case?_- You and Dawson are dreamers. lt's not what I beIieve,_but what I can prove. So, don't telI me what l know_or don't know. l know the Iaw! You're just a used-car saIesman. An ambulance-chaser with a rank._You're nothing. Live with that. So I toId Duncan, ''If you want me_to take this to court, - - you'II get a year's paperwork - - because a 90-year-old_misread the Insurance Code.'" Fifteen minutes later,_he makes a deaI. AII rise. - Where are we?_- Docket nr. 41 1275 VR/5. The United States versus Corporal_Dawson and Private Downey. The accused are charged with murder,_conspiracy and conduct unbecoming. Does the defence_wish to enter a pIea? - They're not guiIty._- Enter a pIea of ''not guiIty'". Adjourned untiI 10.00, three weeks_from today, when we wiII reconvene. Why would a Iieutenant with so_IittIe experience get a murder case? Would it be, so that it never sees_the inside of a courtroom? We'Il work at my apartment._Jo, bring Iegal pads and pens. Sam, start a medical profile. Jo, get Dawson's, Downey's_and Santiago's conduct reports. I've only got Yoo-hoo and Cocoa_Puffs, so bring your own food. So this is_what a courtroom Iooks like! Did you speak_to your friend at the NIS? She said, if Markinson doesn't_want to be found, he won't be. I could be Markinson,_and you wouIdn't know. - Are you Markinson?_- No. /'m not Markinson._That's two down. What? Now that JoAnne's on this ..._Do you stiII need me? They were ordered, Sam._They didn't know it was ilIegaI. - Any decent person wouId have ..._- They can't question orders. What's the secret?_I give orders nobody obeys! We have softbaII and marching bands._They risk getting shot at. I need you._You're better at research than I am. And you know_how to prepare a wItness. I've got medicaI reports_and Chinese food. Let's eat first. What? Got any kung pau chicken? They can't prove there was poison._Code Reds are normal at Guantanamo. And there was an order. Kendrick_gave it, they had no choice. - What about their motive?_- That doesn't make them guiIty. We'II deal with that Iater. We must show that Santiago couId_have died from something eIse. Jo, find out aII about_Iactic acidosis. This is Lt. GaIIoway, I'm trying_to find a Lt. CoI Markinson ... Doctor, was there any sign_of injury? Scrapes? Cuts? Bruises? Broken bones?_Any sign of violence? - Other than the dead body?_- l aIways waIk into that. He ordered me and Dawson_to give WiIIy a Code Red. The answers must come faster._It's Iike he's searching for it. And caII him Private Santiago._Wi//y is someone with a mother. The jury has seven men and two_women. AlI experienced officers. The women have no chiIdren._Too bad. A jury trial_is about assigning blame. Santiago's dead. They want to know_who's to bIame. We say, Kendrick. This won't be won by the Iaw,_but by the Iawyers. So, poker faces. If something goes wrong,_don't hang your head or scribbIe. Look Iike you expected it. - Pass me documents ..._- ''SwiftIy, and don't Iook anxious.'' That perfume_wrecks my concentration. l was taIking to Sam. - What time is it?_- Time to go home and sIeep. - Give me a ride?_- Sure. - You're a good man, CharIie Brown._- See you in court, counseIIor. I know. We've had our differences. We both said things we didn't mean. If you've gained some respect_for me, I'm happy about that. But it's no big deaI._You needn't say you Iike me. I was just going to tell you_to wear matching socks. Okay. Good tip. - We're ready._- You'd better beIieve it. We're gonna get creamed. - You are gonna save our son?_- I'lI do my best. Danny,_meet Ginny MiIIer, Louden's aunt. You're Aunt Ginny? - I was expecting someone oIder._- So was I. - Last chance. I'II fIip you for it._- Too Iate. AIl having business with this_court martiaI, stand forward. ColoneI JuIius RandoIph presiding. Is the government prepared_to make an opening statement? On September 6th, the accused_entered P.F.C. Santiago's room. They woke him, tied him,_and forced a rag into his throat. A reaction caIIed Iactic acidosis_caused his Iungs to bleed. He drowned in his own blood,_and was dead at 00.37 a.m. These are_the undisputed facts of the case. What I"ve just toId you_is exactly what you will hear - - from CorporaI Dawson_and Private Downey. We wilI aIso show that_they soaked the rag in poison, - - and entered Santiago's room_with motive and intent to kiII. Lt. Kaffee is going to try_and work a IittIe magic here. He'II try a littIe misdirection._Astonishing stories of rituaIs. DazzIe you with officiaI-sounding_terms Iike ''Code Red''. He may even try to cut_into a few officers. He has no evidence,_but it'Il be entertaining. But in the end, aII this magic_wilI not obscure the fact - - that WiIIy Santiago is dead,_and Dawson and Downey kiIled him. - These are the undisputed facts._- Lt. Kaffee. It is futile to try and prove that_there was poison or intent to kilI. Dawson and Downey didn't go to_Santiago seeking vengeance. And they weren't looking for kicks._They were ordered to do it. l'II say that again:_They were ordered to do it. In the real worId, or here in_Washington, that doesn't mean much. But if you're a marine_in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, - - you folIow orders,_or you pack your bags. Dawson and Downey are sitting here_because they did their job. - CaII the first witness._- We caIl Mr. R.C. McGuire. Raise your right hand, pIease. Will you teII the truth, the whoIe_truth, and nothing but the truth? Yes. State your name and occupation. Robert C. McGuire,_SpeciaI Agent, NIS. Did you receive a Ietter from PFC_Santiago on the 3rd of September? Yes. It said that a member of the_unit had shot across the fenceIine. Was he named? No. I toId CoIoneI Jessep that l_would be coming down to investigate. OnIy one sentry_had a buIIet missing. - Who was that?_- CorporaI Harold Dawson. - What did Dawson say about this?_- That he was engaged by the enemy. - But you don't believe him?_- I'ts not ... Why was Dawson never charged? - There wasn't enough evidence._- Thank you. Why was there not enough evidence?_You had the letter. Santiago was the onIy eyewitness._I had no chance to interview him. - And now we'II never know, right?_- No. - No more questions._- The witness is excused. CorporaI CarI Hammaker,_RSC Windward, 2nd PIatoon Bravo. Were you present at a meeting held_by Lt. Kendrick on September 6th? - Yes, sir._- What was said there? Lt. Kendrick told us_we had an informer. That Santiago had reported to the_NIS on a member of our platoon. - Did that make you mad? TruthfuIIy?_- Yes, sir. - How mad?_- Santiago betrayed our code. Were other men aIso angry?_Dawson and Downey? Objection! The witness is asked_how my cIients fe/t on Sept. 6th. Sustained. Did Lieutenant Kendrick give you_a standing order at that meeting? He said, not to take_matters into our own hands. - What was the order?_- Santiago wasn't to be touched. Your witness. Were you in Dawson and Downey's_room five minutes Iater? - Thanks. No more questions._- The witness is excused. CorporaI Raymond Thomas. Captain Ross is pIanning to caIl_the entire pIatoon. The platoon Ieader's instructions_are reIevant testimony. The defence concedes that aII 22_wiII confirm Hammaker's account. But none of them were in_Dawson and Downey's room at 16.20. - Captain?_- The government wiII concede that. Then we wilI adjourn. You can_caII your next witness tomorrow. - Let's go over the doctor again._- It's the wrong approach. At 3.00 a.m., he didn't know_what kilIed Santiago. But after he met Jessep, he said_it was poison. He's Iying. Great! We can say,_''Liar, Iiar, pants on fire.'' We can't prove coercion._Let's go over what we have. Private Santiago was hospitaIized_at 00.12 , - - and was pronounced dead at 00.37. Doctor, what is Iactic acidosis? It arises if the muscIes and celIs_burn sugar instead of oxygen. It caused Santiago's Iungs to bIeed. How Iong does it take, before_the muscIes start burning sugar? - 20 to 30 minutes._- What made it faster with Santiago? - Some kind of poison._- The witness is specuIating! He is an expert medicaI witness._It is not specuIation. He is not a criminologist._The medicaI facts are inconcIusive. But I'm sure you don't mind_if we admit his opinion now. Not at aII, sir. - Was WiIIy Santiago poisoned?_- AbsoIuteIy. But you know that the coroner's_report shows no trace of poison? There are dozens of toxins_which are virtually undetectabIe. The nature of the acidosis_is the compeIIing factor here. CouId a person have a condition_that could speed up acidosis? - Is it possibIe?_- It's possibIe. What might_some of those conditions be? A coronary disorder_wouId make it more rapid. lf I had a coronary condition and_someone stuffed a rag in my mouth, - - would I stilI burn sugar_after the rag was taken out? lf it was very serious. CouId such a condition have_such mild initiaI symptoms, - - that a routine examination_might not reveaI them? - There would stiIl be symptoms._- What kind? Chest pains?_Shortness of breath? Fatigue? Of course. - Is this your signature?_- Yes, it is. This is an order for Santiago_to be put on restricted duty. WouId you read your remarks? ''Patient compIains of chest pains,_shortness of breath, and fatigue.'' ''Restricted from running distances_over five miIes.'" Couldn't it have been a_heart condition, not a poison, - - that caused the_rapid chemicaI reaction? - No._- It's not possibIe? No. I examined Santiago thoroughIy_and gave him a cIean biII of heaIth. So it had to be poison. If you_give a man a cIean biII of heaIth, - - and he Iater dies,_you'd be in trouble, right? - Object! Move to strike!_- Sustained. I've no more questions, your honour. You've been a doctor for 1 7 years._You are Chief of InternaI Medicine - - at a hospitaI_which has served 5,426 peopIe. In your professionaI opinion,_was Santiago poisoned? We ask that the doctor's testimony_be stricken from the record. -The court shouId disregard it._-The objection's overruIed. We strenuously object,_and ask to confer with you - #NOME? - The objection has been overruIed._- Move to reconsider. The witness is an expert,_and the court wiIl hear his opinion! ln your expert professionaI opinion,_was WiIIy Santiago poisoned? - Yes._- Thank you, sir. No more questions. You may step down. WhiIe we reserve the right to caII_further witnesses, government rests. We'II recess untiI Monday, when the_defence wiII calI its first witness. ''I strenuously object."'_ls that how it works? ''OverruIed!''_''No, I strenuous/y object!'" - Oh, then I'II reconsider!_- I got it on the record. You object once , so we can say_he's not a criminologist. If you keep after it, it looks Iike_a bunch of fancy Iawyer tricks. - The judge caIIed him an expert!_- Sam, she made a mistake. I'Il go calI my wife._I'II see you tonight. - Why do you hate them?_- They beat up a weakIing. The rest is just coffee-house crap._They tortured a weaker kid! They kilIed him,_because he couIdn't run very fast! - Everybody take the night off._- I'm sorry ... We've been working 20 hours a day._Go see your wife and daughter. Jo, go and do ... whatever you do_when you're not here. It's Saturday tomorrow?_We start at ten. Why do you like them so much? 'Cause they stand on a waII and say:_"'Nothing's gonna hurt you tonight."' Don't worry about the doctor._This trial starts Monday. Sorry to bother you._I should have calIed first. No, I'm just watching the ball game._Come on in. How wouId you feeI_if l took you to dinner tonight? Is this a date? It sounded Iike you were_asking me out on a date. Do you like seafood?_I know a good seafood place. My third case was a ''drunk_and disorderIy''. lt took nine weeks. - Nine weeks? And the plea bargain?_- 15 days. - You sure hustIed them._- I got shifted to lnternaI Affairs. But I have two medaIs_and two Ietters of commendation. Why are you aIways_giving me your résumé? - I want you to think I'm good._- l do. No, you don't. You're an exceptionaI lawyer._The court members respond to you. You"lI convince them. Dawson and_Downey wilI owe you their Iives. Jo ... You've got to prepare for Iosing._Ross's statement was aII true. Even if it mattered to the court,_I can't prove they were ordered. AlI we have is the testimony of_two people accused of murder. - We'Il find Markinson._- We're gonna Iose, huge. Corporal Barnes, Windward Barracks,_Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. For what reasons might a marine_receive a Code Red? Being Iate, being disorderly,_falIing back on a run ... - Have you ever received a Code Red?_- Yes. I dropped my weapon. It was over 100 degrees. My paIms_were sweaty and I hadn't used resin. - What happened?_- They threw a bIanket over me. They punched me on the arms_and poured glue on my hands. And it worked._I've never dropped my weapon since. Was Private Santiago ever late?_Was his barracks ever disorderIy? Did he faII back on runs? Did he ever receive a Code Red_before September 6th? No, never. You got a Code Red just for_sweating. Why not Santiago? - Dawson wouldn't aIIow it, sir._- Dawson wouIdn't allow it. The guys taIked tough,_but they were too afraid of Dawson. - Objection. SpecuIation._- Did you want to punish Santiago? - Why didn't you?_- Dawson wouId have kicked my butt. Captain Ross wiII ask you_some questions. CorporaI Barnes, this is the Marine_Recruit OutIine. Do you know it? Have you read it? Good._Look up ''Code Reds'', pIease. - Sir?_- Just find the page with Code Reds. '"Code Red"' is just a term we use_down at GlTMO. l don't know ... Oh. We're in Iuck, then! ''Standard Operating Procedure._RSC, Guantamo Bay, Cuba.'' - Can we find ''Code Red'' in there?_- No, sir. I'm a marine. Is there no book,_no set of orders or reguIations - - teIIing me that one of my_duties is to perform Code Reds? No book, sir. No further questions. WouId you find the page that says_where the mess halI is? That's not in the book, sir. - You mean you've never had a meal?_- Three square meaIs a day, sir. How did you find the mess haII,_if it's not in this book? - I guess I just foIIowed the crowd._- No more questions. CorporaI Barnes, you may step down. We do our finaI Kendrick review_tonight. I want to sIam-dunk him. - Hey, Luther._- Admiral! How's the big case? - Nose to the grindstone._- No fIies on you. WeII, it ain't over_'tiII the fat Iady sings. - You can say that again._- Not 'tiII the fat Iady sings. I waIked into that one. - Jesus Christ!_- You Ieft the door unlocked. You scared the shit out of me._You're under subpoena. And the Iives of two marines are in_your hands. I have to heIp you. What do you know?_Was it a Code Red? Did Kendrick give the order?_Did you witness it? Did you? - No._- Then you don't know shit. He was never gonna be transferred. - Jessep wanted him ''trained"'._- But you signed the transfer order. I signed them when you got to Cuba,_five days after Santiago's death. I'lI get you immunity. In four days_you can teII this to the court. I'II check you into a motel._We'II start from the beginning. I don't want a deal, or immunity. l'm not proud of what I have done,_nor of what I am doing. - Where is he?_- The Downtown Lodge. - My clearance code is 41 15273._- I don't have a cIearance code. He aIso says Jessep's lying about_the first flight being at 6.00 a.m. Markinson says there was one seven_hours earlier. Did you hear that? - lsn't there a record of fIights?_- You need the Tower Chief's log. - We're gonna win._- Jo, we don't know anything yet. You take care of Downey,_I'II taIk to Ross. Hi, Danny. Nice work today._The redirect on Barnes! - I have Markinson._- Where is he? ln a moteI room in Northeast,_under guard. The transfer order is phoney. And_Jessep Iied about the first fIight. I'm gonna put Kendrick_on the stand and have some fun. If you accuse Kendrick or Jessep_without evidence, - - you'Il be court-martiaIIed,_and that wiII go on your record. Markinson won't hoId up, he's crazy._l'm just telIing you to help you. And I think you're aII insane,_and your code of honour is shit! Don't Iump me in_with Kendrick and Jessep. Your cIients don't belong in jaiI,_but it's not my decision. I represent the government without_prejudice, and my cIient has a case. Please acknowIedge that_I've informed you - - of the consequences of accusing_an officer without evidence. I've been so advised. You got bulIied into that courtroom._By everyone. By Dawson. By GaIIoway. Shit, l practicaIIy dared you. And you were bullied_by the memory of a dead Iawyer. You're a Iousy fucking_softbaII pIayer, Jack! Your boys are going down, Danny._l can't stop it any more. - Was Santiago a good marine?_- l'd say he was average. Your proficiency and conduct reports_aII indicate he was beIow average. He was beIow average, but l don't_want to trampIe on his grave. - l know, but you're under oath._- I'm aware of my oath. Here are your Iast three_reports for CorporaI Dawson. He rated exceptional twice,_but on June 9th he's beIow average. - l'd Iike to discuss that._- Fine. Dawson scored perfect at_Infantry School. But unIike most of his cIass,_he hasn't been promoted. - Was this report the reason?_- I'm sure it was. - Do you know why he got this grade?_- No. I have many men._I write many reports. Do you recaII_an incident with PFC Curtis BeII? - He stoIe from the Officers' CIub._- Yes. Did you report him_to the proper authorities? I have two books by my bed:_the Marine Code and the BibIe. The only proper authorities I know_are Col. Jessep and God. Then you don't recognise this court_as a proper authority? - Objection. Argumentative._- Sustained. Watch yourseIf! - Did you report BeII?_- I thought very highIy of him. - l didn't want to charge him._- You wanted it handIed in the unit? - Yes, l most certainIy did._- Do you know what a Code Red is? - Have you ever ordered one?_- No. Did you order that Private BelI_get nothing but water for a week? You're distorting the truth._He was on barracks restriction. He had water and vitamins._His heaIth was never in danger. l'm sure it was IoveIy for him._But it was on your orders. - You denied him food?_- Yes, I did. - WouId this be caIled a Code Red?_- No. WouId the other 478 marines_consider it a Code Red? The witness can't know what_478 other men would say. These questions are argumentative,_and irreIevant badgering. Sustained. I wouId remind you - - that the witness has_an impeccabIe service record. Was Dawson rated beIow average_for sneaking food to Private BeII? - Object!_- Not so fast. Lieutenant? Dawson was given a below average_rating for committing a crime. What crime did he commit? Lt. Kendrick, Dawson brought_a hungry guy some food. - What crime did he commit?_- Disobeying an order. So, because he made a decision about_the weIfare of a marine - - that confIicted with your order,_he was punished. Dawson disobeyed an order! It wasn't a reaI order, was it?_lt's peacetime! He wasn't asked_to advance on a beachhead. SureIy a marine of his inteIIigence_couId distinguish important orders - - from those that might be_moralIy questionabIe? Can Dawson determine on his own,_which orders to folIow? - No, he cannot._- He Iearned that? - I wouId think so._- You know so, don't you? FinaIIy : If you had ordered Dawson_to give Santiago a Code Red ... - I toId them not to touch him!_- WouId he dare disobey? - Don't answer that!_- I'm through. Did you order Dawson and Downey_to give WiIIy Santiago a Code Red? - Lieutenant Kendrick ..._- No, I did not. What's the word? l have the Tower Chief's Iog._Jessep's teIIing the truth. - Working late tonight, Lieutenant?_- Oh, yeah ... There was no fIight at 1 1 o'clock! The first flight Ieft at 23.00, and_arrived at Andrews at 2.00 a.m. Then why isn't it in the Iog? - Jessep._- He fixed the Iogbook? I can prove that a pIane Ianded._l'lI get the Iog from Andrews. - You won't find anything._- He can make a fIight disappear? Jessep is about to join the NSC._He knows how to sidestep landmines. - He can't sidestep you._- You stiII want me to witness? Thursday morning. Ten o'cIock. Someone must know about the fIight. Do you know how many pIanes_take off and land every day? - No one wiIl remember it._- Forget the fIight. Markinson wiII testify that_the transfer was forged. That and Downey's testimony_wiII be enough. Why did you go_into Santiago's room that night? - To give him a Code Red._- Why did you do that? I was ordered to by_Lieutenant Jonathan James Kendrick. You're gonna do fine. - Can we rejoin the platoon soon?_- AbsoIuteIy. Remember the order of the_questions. And use smaII words. Just go slow._And get him off as fast as you can. What? It's gonna be fine. Dear Mr. and Mrs. Santiago,_/ was Wi//iam's executive officer. / knew your son on/y by name. Soon, the tria/ of the two men_who ki//ed him wi// be over, - - and thejury wi// try to offer you_an exp/anation for his death. /'ve done what / can_to bring the truth to /ight. But your son is dead because_/ wasn"t strong enough to stop it. Lieutenant Co/one/ Markinson,_United States Marine Corps. PIease teII us one Iast time: Why did you go to Santiago's room_on the night of September 6th? A Code Red was ordered_by PIatoon Commander Kendrick. Thank you. Your witness. According to the log,_you were at post 39 until 16.00. - They keep that Iog pretty good._- How far is post 39 from barracks? - It's a ways, sir. lt's a hike._- About how far by jeep? - Ever had to waIk it?_- Yes sir, that day. The pick-up private ..._we calI him that ... ... aIso 'cause he can get the girIs. He got a fIat tyre at post 39, so_we had to jog back to barracks. If it's 10-15 minutes by jeep,_it must be an hour on foot, right? - We did it in 45 minutes, sir._- Not bad. You've said your assault on Santiago_was ordered by Lt. Kendrick - - in your room at 16.20, right? - Yes, sir._- But you weren't back before 16.45. So how couId you be_in your room at 16.20? WeII, sir, there was a blowout ... Did you actuaIIy hear_Lt. Kendriok order a Code Red? - HaI said ..._- Did you actuaIIy hear the order? - No, sir._- I'd Iike to request a recess. - The witness has rights!_- He has been read his rights. Why did you go to Santiago's room?_Did Dawson teII you to? - Don't look at him!_- Answer the captain's question. Yes. I was given an order by_CorporaI Dawson, and I foIIowed it. Where do you think he is? As far as Downey was concerned,_it was an order from Kendrick. - Danny, I'm sorry ..._- Don't worry about it. AII we need to do is caII someone_to taIk about impIied orders, - or caII Downey back first. Or how about getting Dawson charged_with the Kennedy assassination? - Are you drunk?_- Pretty much. Yeah. I'II put on a pot of coffee. She's gonna make coffee?_That's nice. Downey wasn't in his room._He wasn't even there. That was important information,_don't you think? Danny, it was a setback._And I'm sorry. We fix it, and move on to Markinson. Markinson's dead. You reaIIy got to hand it_to those marshaIs. He didn't hang himseIf by his Iaces,_or slash himseIf with a butterknife. He got into fuII dress uniform,_drew a nickIe-pIated pistoi, - #NOME? Since we're out of witnesses,_I thought I'd drink a Iittle. - l stiII think we can win._- Maybe you shouId drink a Iittle. In the morning,_we'II ask for 24 hours deIay. - Why?_- To subpoena CoIoneI Jessep. No, Jo! Your passion is compeIIing,_but useIess. Louden Downey_needed a tria/ lawyer today. You chicken shit!_You just want an excuse to give up. It's over! Why did you ask Jessep_for the transfer order? - I wanted it!_- You couId have got it anywhere. You just wanted_to see Jessep's reaction. Your instinct was right._Now Iet's caII Jessep, and end this. - What possible good wouId that do?_- He ordered the Code Red. He did? That's great!_And of course, you have proof? - You missed that day at Law School?_- Get it from him. We get it from him!_Yes, no probIem. CoIoneI, didn't you_order a Code Red on Santiago? Sorry, time's up!_What do the losers get? For the defendants,_Iife at Fort Leavenworth! And for defence counseI Kaffee:_That's right! A court martiaI! After accusing a decorated officer_of conspiracy and perjury, - - Kaffee can expect a career - - teaching typewriter_maintenance at a women's schooI! Thank you for playing ''FoIlow the_Advice of the GaIacticaIIy Stupid.'' I'm sorry I Iost you_your steak knives. Stop cIeaning up. Sam, stop cIeaning up. - You want a drink?_- Yeah. Is your father proud of you?_I'II bet he is. I'Il bet he bores the shit out of_neighbours and reIatives: "'Sam's got a big case._He's making an argument.'' 999;6248461;6254730;My father would have enjoyed_seeing me graduate from Law SchooI. 1000;6255981;6259894;He wouId have Iiked that a lot. 1001;6261061;6266215;I wrote a paper about your father_in coIIege. 1002;6266861;6272094;- One of the best triaI lawyers._- Yes, he was. 1003;6272094;6277096;But if I were Dawson and Downey,_and had to choose you or him, - 1004;6277096;6280219;- I'd choose you any day. 1005;6280219;6285899;You shouId have seen yourseIf_thunder away at Kendrick. 1006;6286541;6291092;- WouId you put Jessep on the stand?_- No. 1007;6291661;6299375;- Do you think my father would?_- With the evidence we have? Never. 1008;6299375;6302772;But we can't get around this : 1009;6302772;6310291;Neither LioneI Kaffee nor_Sam Weinberg are Iead counseI here. 1010;6310291;6316696;So there's reaIIy onIy one question:_What wouId you do? 1011;6322741;6329897;Jo, get in the car._JoAnne, pIease get in the car! 1012;6331301;6338252;JoAnne! I apoIogise. I was angry._l'm sorry about what l said. 1013;6338252;6342972;I'm going to put Jessep_on the stand! 1014;6360301;6364533;- What do you suggest?_- Use the phoney transfer order. 1015;6364533;6370219;- Our witness to that is dead._- A probIem, to a Iesser attorney! 1016;6370219;6375375;Last night he was swimming in_Jack Daniels, today he's Superman! 1017;6375375;6380057;I'm getting my second wind._Sit down, both of you. 1018;6380057;6384214;Jessep toId Kendrick_to order a Code Red. 1019;6384214;6389819;For us to win,_Jessep has to say he gave the order. 1020;6389819;6396216;- And you can get him to say that?_- I think he wants to say it! 1021;6396216;6399532;He made a decision, and that's it! 1022;6399532;6405412;He eats breakfast 300 yards from_4,000 Cubans trained to kiII him. 1023;6405412;6410177;No one teIIs him how to_run his unit. Least of aII me. 1024;6410177;6414857;I'lI lead him_right where he's dying to go. 1025;6414857;6419333;That's the pIan?_How are you going to do it? 1026;6419333;6425258;I've no idea. Where's my bat?_I think better with it. 1027;6425258;6429937;I put it in the cIoset._I was tripping on it. 1028;6429937;6432661;Never put that bat in the cIoset! 1029;6446901;6454854;- I'm going to the office._- He does think better with the bat! 1030;6475381;6479533;- He//o?_- Sam, l need you to do something. 1031;6482541;6488093;- What's going on?_- l'm going out to Andrews. 1032;6508461;6512579;- Did Sam get the guys?_- Yes. 1033;6512579;6516859;Can I talk to you for a second? 1034;6527461;6530533;How are you feeIing? 1035;6530533;6535491;l think Jessep_wiIl have his hands fuII. 1036;6536701;6540899;Listen Danny,_when you're out there today, - 1037;6540899;6547660;- if you feeI Iike_he's not going to say it, - 1038;6547660;6553214;- don't go for it._You couId get into troubIe. 1039;6553214;6557772;I'm with InternaI Affairs. I know. 1040;6557772;6563857;You're not suggesting that l_back off a materiai witness? 1041;6563857;6567013;If you can't get him ... yeah. 1042;6569181;6570261;AII rise! 1043;6575421;6578254;- Where's Sam?_- On his way. 1044;6583741;6587654;- Where is he?_- Don't worry. 1045;6587654;6592178;Lieutenant! CalI your witness. 1046;6596541;6601012;Defence calIs Colonel Nathan Jessep. 1047;6615261;6617980;Raise your right hand, please. 1048;6617980;6624660;WiII you teIl the truth, the whoIe_truth, and nothing but the truth? 1049;6624660;6629053;- Yes._- Have a seat pIease, sir. 1050;6629053;6632418;State your name,_rank and current biIlet. 1051;6632981;6638578;Colonel Jessep, Commanding Officer,_Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. 1052;6639821;6643257;He's not here. 1053;6646581;6650130;When you Iearned_of Santiago's Ietter, - 1054;6650130;6655773;- you had a meeting_with your senior officers, correct? 1055;6655773;6663814;PIatoon Commander Kendrick,_and Lt. CoIoneI Markinson. 1056;6663814;6668179;And Markinson is now dead,_is that right? 1057;6668179;6675531;- What is the counseIlor impIying?_- Just that Markinson is not aIive. 1058;6675531;6679091;The coIoneI_doesn't need to confirm that. 1059;6679091;6684415;He may not be aware that Markinson_took his own Iife two days ago. 1060;6684415;6688699;The witness, the court_and now the jury are aware. 1061;6688699;6693810;We thank you._Move on, Lieutenant. 1062;6695901;6699177;You gave Kendrick an order, right? 1063;6699177;6703380;I toId him to teII his men_not to touch Santiago. 1064;6703380;6706294;Did you give Markinson an order? 1065;6706294;6711740;l ordered him to have Santiago_transferred immediately. 1066;6711740;6717134;- Why?_- His Iife might be in danger. 1067;6717134;6721692;- Grave danger?_- Is there another kind? 1068;6724261;6728174;This is the order_that you and Markinson signed - 1069;6728174;6732459;- for Santiago to fIy out_at six the next morning. 1070;6732459;6737456;- Was that the first fIight?_- Yes, it was. 1071;6741261;6744492;You fIew here today, didnt you?" - You're wearing your dress uniform._- As are you. - Did you wear it on the pIane?_- ls this reIevant? I'm asking the court_for a IittIe Iatitude. A very IittIe Iatitude. - I wore utilities on the pIane._- You brought the uniform? Toothbrush, shaving kit, underwear?_Is his underwear a state secret? You'd better get somewhere fast_with this, Lieutenant! I brought a change of cIothes_and some personaI items. After Dawson and Downey's arrest,_Santiago's room was inventoried. Four pairs of camoufIage pants,_three khaki shirts, boots. - Four pairs of socks ..._- Is there any question coming? - Lieutenant, state your question._- Why hadn't Santiago packed? We'Il get back to that. This is a_record of phone calls from the base. You've recently made three caIls._Do you recognise the numbers? l caIled CoIoneI Fitzhughes_to teII him I'd be in town. The second was to arrange a_meeting with Congressman Richman. - And the third was to my sister._- Why did you caII her? I invited her to dinner tonight. These are the records_for September 6th. And these are the 14 Ietters_Santiago wrote in nine months, - #NOME? But when he finaIIy got it, - - how many peopIe did he caII?_Zero! Nobody. Not one caII to his parents or_a friend, saying he was coming. He was asIeep at midnight, and you_say he had a fIight in six hours. Yet everything he owned was_in his cIoset or his footIocker. For one day, you packed_and made three caIIs. Santiago was Ieaving_for the rest of his life. And he hadn't called a soul,_or packed a thing. Can you expIain that? There was no transfer order,_was there? Objection! Lt. Kaffee is trying to_smear a high-ranking officer - - hoping to suggest impropriety_and win points. I recommend that he be reprimanded,_and the witness be excused. - Overruled. The objection is noted._- ColoneI? - Is this funny, sir?_- No, it's tragic. - Do you have an answer?_- AbsoIuteIy. I don"t have a cIue. Maybe he was an earIy riser._Maybe he didn't have any friends. I'm an educated man, but I don't_know the traveI habits of Santiago. What l do know is that he was_set to Ieave at 0600. Are these reaIly the questions_I was caIIed here to answer? I hope you have something more. These two marines_are on trial for their Iives. Please teIl me their Iawyer hasn't_pinned their hopes to a phone biII. Do you have any other_questions for me, counseIIor? Lieutenant Kaffee? Lieutenant, do you have anything_further for this witness? - Thanks, Danny. I Iove Washington._- I didn't dismiss you. - I beg your pardon?_- I'm not through. Sit down. ''CoIoneI.'' He shouId address me as_''CoIonel'' or ''sir'". - CaII him ''CoIoneI'' or ''sir''._- What kind of unit is this? And the witness will address me_as ''judge'' or ''Your Honour''. Take your seat ... CoIonel. What shaIl we discuss?_My favourite colour? CoIoneI, the 6.00 a.m. fIight_was the first one? There wasn't one seven hours earIier_to Andrews? Haven't we covered this? These are the fIight Iogs for_Guantanamo Bay and Andrews. There's no flight at 1 1 .00 p.m.,_and no arrivaI at 2.00 a.m. l'd Iike to admit them as evidence. - But the fIight never existed!_- We beIieve it did, sir. We caIl Airmen O'MaIIey and_Rodriguez of Andrews Air Base. - They're not on the Iist._- They are rebuttaI witnesses. - I'II alIow the witnesses._- This is ridicuIous! - Check the Iogs, for Christ's sake!_- We'Il get to that in a minute. You said, you told Kendrick to say_that Santiago wasn't to be touched. - He was cIear on what you wanted?_- CrystaI. - Can he have ignored the order?_- lgnored the order? - Or forgot it?_- No. CouId he have thought,_''The oId man is wrong''? When Lt. Kendrick talked to the men,_any chance they ignored him? Ever been in the infantry, son? Ever served in a forward area? Ever put your Iife in another_man's hands, and his in yours? We folIow orders, son._Otherwise peopIe die. lt's that simpIe. Are we cIear? - Are we cIear?_- CrystaI. One last question, before I caIl_Airmen O'MaIIey and Rodriguez. If you ordered that Santiago wasn't_to be touched, - - and your orders_are aIways foIIowed, - then Why was Santiago in danger? Why wouId it be necessary_to transfer him off the base? He was a sub-standard marine._He was being transferred ... You said he was transferred_because he was in danger. I said, ''grave danger?'' and you_said ... we can read it ... - I know what I said!_- Then why the two orders? - Men can do things on their own._- But your men never did. Your men obey orders._So Santiago wasn't in danger, right? You snotty littIe bastard. - I request a recess._- We'II wait for an answer. If Lt. Kendrick gave an order that_Santiago wasn't to be touched, - Why did he Have to be transferred? Kendrick ordered a Code Red,_because you toId him to! And when it went bad, you signed a_phoney transfer and fixed the logs! You coerced the doctor! CoIonel_Jessep, did you order the Code Red? - You don't have to answer that._- You want answers? l want the truth! You can't handIe the truth! Son, we Iive in a worId with_waIIs that must be guarded. Who's gonna do it? You?_You, Lt. Weinberg? i have more responsibiIity_than you can fathom. You weep for Santiago_and curse the Marines. You don't know what I know._Santiago's tragic death saved Iives. And my existence,_whiIe grotesque to you, saves Iives! But deep down, in pIaces_you don't taIk about at parties, - you need me on that walI. We use words Iike_honour, code, Ioyalty. They're the backbone of our Iives._You use them as a punchIine! I haven't the time or incIination_to expIain myseIf - - to a man who needs my protection - - but questions the way I do it._Better just to thank me. Or pick up a gun and stand a post. But I don't give a damn_what you think you are entitIed to! - Did you order the Code Red?_- You're goddamn right I did! I suggest the jury be dismissed, and_we move to an article 39a session. - The witness has rights._- Captain Ross? Jack? The members of the court_wiII retire. What the heII is this?_l did my job, I'd do it again. - I'm going back to my base._- You're not going anywhere. MP's, guard the coIoneI! - Captain Ross._- You've the right to remain siIent. I'm being charged with a crime? l'm being charged with a crime? This is funny, that's what this is! I'm gonna rip the eyes out of your_head and piss in your skuII! CoIoneI Jessep,_do you understand your rights? You fucking people have no_idea how to defend a nation. AII you did was weaken a country,_Kaffee! You put peopIes' Iives in danger._Sweet dreams, son. Don't caII me son._I'm a Iawyer, and a navaI officer. And you're under arrest,_you son of a bitch! The witness is excused. AlI rise! - Have you reached a verdict?_- We have, sir. Corporal Dawson_and Private Downey. Of the charge of murder,_the members find the accused - not guiIty. On the charge of_conspiracy to commit murder, - - the members_find the accused not guiIty. On the charge of_conduct unbecoming a US Marine, - - the members_find the accused guilty as charged. You are sentenced to_time aIready served, - - and to be dishonourabIy_discharged from the Marines. This court-martiaI is adjourned. What did that mean? Hal? What did that mean? CoIoneI Jessep said_he ordered the Code Red. - What did we do wrong?_- It's not that simpIe. - We did nothing wrong!_- Yeah, we did. We're supposed to fight for peopIe_who can't fight for themseIves. We were supposed to fight for WilIy. Lt. Kaffee, I have to_take these men for some paperwork. HaroId? Sir? You don't need a patch on your arm_to have honour. Ten-hut! There's an officer on deck. O'MaIley and Rodriguez,_what exactIy couId they testify to? Probably that they had absoIuteIy_no recoIIection of anything. - Strong witnesses._- And handsome too. - I've got to go arrest Kendrick._- TelI him I said ''Hi''. WiII do. EngIish subtitIes: IFT

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I learn in this letter that Don Pedro of Arragon comes this day to Messina. LEONATO'S AIDE: He is very near by this, not three leagues off. Have any gentlemen been lost in this action? But few of any sort, and none of name. A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers. I find here that Don Pedro hath bestowed much honor upon a young Florentine called Claudio. Much deserved on his part and equally remembered by Don Pedro, he hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing, in the figure of a lamb, the feats of a lion. Rarh! I pray you, is Signior Mountanto returned from the wars or no? LEONATO'S AIDE: I know none of that name, lady. My cousin means Signior Benedick of Padua. O, he's returned and as pleasant as ever he was. I pray you, how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath he killed? For indeed I promised to eat all of his killing. Faith, niece, you tax Signior Benedick too much, but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not. He hath done good service, lady, in these wars. You had musty victual, and he hath holp to eat it. He is a very valiant trencherman, he hath an excellent stomach. LEONATO'S AIDE: And a good soldier too, lady. And a good soldier to a lady. But what is he to a lord? A lord to a lord, a man to a man, stuffed with all honorable virtue. It is so, indeed, he is no less than a stuffed man. You must not, sir, mistake my niece. There is a kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick and her. They never meet but there's a skirmish of wit between them. Who is his companion now? He hath every month a new sworn brother. LEONATO'S AIDE: Is't possible? Very easily possible. He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat, it ever changes with the next block. (CHUCKLES) I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books. No, and he were, I would burn my study. But, I pray you, who is his companion? Is there no young squarer now that will make a voyage with him to the devil? He is most in the company of the right noble Claudio. O, lord, he will hang upon him like a disease. He is sooner caught than the pestilence, and the taker runs presently mad. O, God help the noble Claudio! If he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a thousand pound ere he be cured. (ALL LAUGHING) Good Signior Leonato, you are come to welcome your trouble. The fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your grace. For trouble being gone, comfort should remain. But when you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. DON PEDRO: Hmm, you embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your daughter. Her mother hath many times told me so. Were you in doubt, sir, that you asked her? Signior Benedick, no, for then were you a child. Truly, truly, the lady fathers herself. Be happy, lady, for you are like an honorable father. BENEDICK: If Signior Leonato be her father, she would not have his head on her shoulders for all Messina as like him as she is. I wonder that you would still be talking, Signior Benedick. Nobody marks you. What, my dear Lady Disdain! Are you yet living? Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick? Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come in her presence. Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted, and I would I could find it in my heart that I had not a hard heart, for, truly, I love none. Dear happiness to women, else would they have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humor for that. I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me. God keep your ladyship still in that mind so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate scratched face. Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such a face as yours were. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. Um, a bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours. I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and so good a continuer. But keep in your way, God's name, I have done. You always end with a jade's trick. I know you of old. Signior Benedick, my dear friend Leonato hath invited you all. I tell him we shall stay here at the least the month, and he heartily prays some occasion may detain us longer. (CAMERA CLICKS) DON PEDRO: Lady. Let me bid you welcome, my lord. Being reconciled with the prince your brother, I owe you all duty. I am not of many words, but I thank you. Please it your grace lead on? Your hand, Leonato. We will go together. Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato? I noted her not, but I looked on her. Is she not a modest young lady? Do you question me, as an honest man should do, for my simple true judgment, or would you have me speak after my custom, as being a professed tyrant to their sex? No, I pray thee speak in sober judgment. Why, i' faith, methinks she is too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise, too little for a great praise. Only this commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome, and being no other than as she is, I do not like her. Thou thinkest I am in sport. I pray thee tell me truly how thou likest her. Would you buy her, that you inquire after her? Can the world buy such a jewel? Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak you this with a sad brow? In mine eye she is the sweetest lady that ever I looked on. I can see yet without spectacles and I see no such matter. There's her cousin, an she were not possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of December. But I hope you have no intent to turn husband, have you? I would scarce trust myself, though I had sworn the contrary, if Hero would be my wife. Is it come to this? Shall I never see a bachelor of three-score again? Go to i' faith, an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a yoke, wear the print of it and sigh away Sundays. (CLEARS THROAT) (GRUNTING) What secret hath held you here, that you followed not Leonato? I would your grace would constrain me to tell. I charge thee on thy allegiance. O, on my allegiance? Mark you this. On my allegiance he is in love. With who? Now that is your grace's part. Mark you how short his answer is. (MUSIC BOX PLAYING) With Hero, Leonato's short daughter. Amen, if you love her, for the lady is very well worthy. You speak this to fetch me in, my lord. By my troth, I speak my thought. And, in faith, my lord, I spoke mine. And, by my two faiths and troths, my lord, I spoke mine. That I love her I feel. And that she is worthy, I know. That I neither feel how she should be loved nor know how she should be worthy is the opinion that fire cannot melt out of me. I will die in it at the stake. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite of beauty. That a woman conceived me, I give her thanks, that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble thanks. But that I will have a recheat winded in my forehead, or hang my bugle from an invisible baldrick, all women shall pardon me. Because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the right to trust none. And the fine is, for the which I may go the finer, I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my lord, not with love. Well, as time shall try. "In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke." The savage bull may, but if ever the sensible Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns and plant them in my forehead and let me be vilely painted, and in such great letters as they write, "Here is good horse to hire," let them signify under my sign, "Here may you see Benedick the married man." Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly. I look for an earthquake too, then. Hath Leonato any son, my lord? No child but Hero, she's his only heir. Dost thou affect her, Claudio? O, my lord, when you went onward on this ended action, I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, that liked, but had a rougher task in hand than to drive liking to the name of love. And that war-thoughts have left their places vacant, in their rooms come thronging soft and delicate desires, all prompting me how fair young Hero is, saying, "I liked her ere I went to wars." Thou wilt be like a lover presently and tire the hearer with a book of words. If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it, and I will break with her and with her father, and thou shalt have her. I know we shall have reveling to-night. Hmm. I will assume thy part in some disguise and tell fair Hero I am Claudio, and in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart and take her hearing prisoner with the force and strong encounter of my amorous tale. Then after to her father will I break, and the conclusion is she shall be thine. (CHUCKLING) CONRADE: What the good-year, my lord. Why are you thus out of measure sad? There is no measure in the occasion that breeds, therefore the sadness is without limit. You should hear reason. And when I have heard it, what blessing brings it? If not a present remedy, at least a patient sufferance. I cannot hide what I am. DON JOHN: I must be sad when I have cause and smile at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and claw no man in his humor. Yea, but you must not make the full show of this till you may do it without controlment. You have of late stood out against your brother, and he hath ta'en you newly into his grace, where it is impossible you should take true root but by the fair weather that you make yourself. I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in his grace, (MOANS) and it better fits my blood to be disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob love from any. (MOANS SOFTLY) In this, though I cannot be said to be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog. If I had my mouth, (MOANS) (SOFTLY) I would bite. Can you make no use of your discontent? I make all use of it, for I use it only. (CONRADE MOANS) (DOOR CREAKS) What news, Borachio? BORACHIO: I came yonder from a great supper. The prince your brother, is royally entertained by Leonato, and I can give you intelligence of an intended marriage. DON JOHN: Will it serve for any model to build mischief on? What is he for a fool that betroths himself to unquietness? Marry, it is your brother's right hand. Who? The most exquisite Claudio? Even he. A proper squire. And who, and who? Which way looks he? Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir of Leonato. A very forward March-chick. I heard it agreed upon that the prince should woo Hero for himself, and having obtained her, give her to Count Claudio. Come, come, let us thither. This may prove food to my displeasure. That young start-up hath all the glory of my overthrow. If I can cross him in any way, I bless myself every way. You are both sure, and will assist me? To the death, my lord. Was not Count John here at supper? I saw him not. BEATRICE: How tartly that gentleman looks. I never can see him but I am heart-burned for an hour after. He is of a very melancholy disposition. He were an excellent man that were made just in the midway between him and Benedick. The one is too like an image and says nothing, the other too like my lady's eldest son, evermore tattling. (CHUCKLES) My troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a husband, if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue. O, for the which blessing I am on my knees every morning and evening. (GROANS) (EXCLAIMS) Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face. I had rather lie in the woolen. (CHUCKLING) You may light upon a husband that hath no beard. What would I do with him? Dress him in my apparel and make him my waiting gentlewoman? He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man, and he that is more than a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a man, I am not for him. I trust you will be ruled by your father. Yes. Faith, it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy and say, "Father, as it please you." And yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make another curtsy and say, "Father, as it please me." Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband. Not till God make men of some other metal than earth. (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) Lady, will you walk about with your friend? (MEN CHANTING) Well, I would you did like me. So would not I, for your own sake, for I have many ill-qualities. Hmm. Which is one? (SIGHS) I say my prayers aloud. I love you the better, the hearers may cry, "Amen." God, match me with a good dancer. (SINGING) BEATRICE: Will you not tell me who told you so? BENEDICK: (IN FOREIGN ACCENT) No, you shall pardon me. Nor will you tell me who you are? Not now. (ALL LAUGHING) That I was disdainful, and that I had my good wit out of the Hundred Merry Tales.. Well, this was Signior Benedick that said so. What's he? BEATRICE: I'm sure you know him well enough. Not I, believe me. Did he never make you laugh? I pray you, what is he? Why, he is the prince's jester. (ALL CHUCKLING) A very dull fool, only his gift is in devising impossible slanders. None but libertines delight in him, and his commendation is not in his wit, but in his villainy, for he both pleases men and angers them, and then they laugh at him and beat him. (ALL CHUCKLING) I'm sure he's in the fleet. I would he had boarded me. When I know the gentleman, I'll tell him what you say. Do, do. He'll but break a comparison or two on me, which, peradventure not marked and not laughed at, sends him into melancholy, and then there's a partridge wing saved, for the fool will eat no supper that night. We must follow the leaders. In every good thing. Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave them at the next turning. (BREATHING LOUDLY) Are not you Signior Benedick? You know me well, I am he. Signior, you are very near my brother in his love. He is enamored on Hero. I pray you, dissuade him from her. She is no equal for his birth. You may do the part of an honest man in it. CLAUDIO: How know you he loves her? I heard him swear his affection. So did I too, and he swore he would marry her to-night. Come, let us to the banquet. 'Tis certain so, the prince woos for himself. Friendship is constant in all other things save in the offices and affairs of love, for beauty is a witch against whose charms faith melteth into blood. Count Claudio? Yea, the same. Come, go with me. The prince hath got your Hero. I wish him joy of her. Did you think the prince would have used you thus? I pray you, leave me. Ho! Now you strike like the blind man. 'Twas the boy that stole your meat, and you will beat the post. If it will not be, I'll leave you. Alas, poor hurt fowl. Now will he creep into sedges. But that my Lady Beatrice should know me, and not know me. The prince's fool? (GRUNTS) It may be I go under that title because I am merry. Yea, but so I am apt to do myself wrong, I am not so reputed. It is the base, though bitter, disposition of Beatrice that puts the world into her person and so gives me out. Well, I will be revenged as I may. (GUITAR STRUMMING) Now, signior, where's the count? Did you see him? Troth, my lord, I found him as melancholy as a lodge in a warren. I told him, and I think I told him true, that your grace had got the good will of this young lady here. The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to you. The gentleman that danced with her told her she is much wronged by you. O, she misused me past the endurance of a block! She told me, not thinking I had been myself, that I was the prince's jester. (CLICKS FINGERS) That I was duller than a great thaw, huddling jest upon jest with such impossible conveyance that I stood like a man at a mark, with a whole army shooting at me. She speaks poniards, and every word stabs. (LAUGHS) If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there would be no living near her. She would infect to the north star. I would not marry her, though she were endowed with all that Adam had left him before he transgressed. BENEDICK: Come, talk not of her. (SIGHS) I would to God some scholar would conjure her. For certainly, while she is here, all disquiet, horror, and perturbation follows her. Look, here she comes. Will your grace command me any service to the world's end? I will go on the slightest errand now to the Antipodes that you can devise to send me on. I will fetch you a tooth-picker from the furthest inch of Asia, bring you a hair off the great Cham's beard, do you any embassage to the Pigmies rather than hold three words' conference with this harpy. BENEDICK: You have no employment for me? None, but to desire your good company. O God, sir, here is a dish I love not. I cannot endure my Lady Tongue. Come, lady, come. You have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile, and I gave him use for it, a double heart for his single one. Marry, once before he won it of me with false dice, therefore your grace may well say I have lost it. But you have put him down, lady, you have put him down. So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I should prove the mother of fools. I have brought Count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek. DON PEDRO: Why, how now, Claudio! Wherefore are you sad? Not sad, my lord. How then? Sick? Neither, my lord. The count is neither sad, nor sick, nor merry, nor well, but civil count, civil as an orange, and something of that jealous complexion. I' faith, lady, I think your blazon to be true, though, I'll be sworn, if he be so, his conceit is false. DON PEDRO: Here, Claudio, I have wooed in thy name. Fair Hero is won. I have broke with her father, and his good will obtained. Name the day of marriage, and God give thee joy! (GRUNTS) Count, take of me my daughter and with her my fortune. His grace hath made the match that all grace say "Amen" to it. Speak, Count, 'tis your cue. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy. I were but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as you are mine, I am yours. I give myself for you and dote upon the exchange. Speak, cousin, or, if you cannot, stop his mouth with a kiss and let him not speak neither. DON PEDRO: In faith, lady, you have a merry heart. Yea, my lord. I thank it, poor fool, it keeps me on the windy side of care. My cousin tells him in his ear he is in her heart. And so she doth, cousin. BEATRICE: Oh, good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one into the world but I, and I am sunburnt. I will sit in a corner and cry, "Heigh-ho for a husband!" Lady Beatrice, I will get you one. I'd rather have one of your father's getting. Hath your grace ne'er a brother like you? Your father got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them. Will you have me, lady? (CHUCKLING) No, my lord, unless I might have another for working-days. Your grace is too costly to wear every day. But, I beseech your grace, pardon me. I was born to speak all mirth and no matter. Your silence most offends me, to be merry best becomes you, for, out of question, you were born in a merry hour. No, sure, my lord, my mother cried, but then a star danced, and under that was I born. Cousins, God give you joy! (CHUCKLES) By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady. There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord. She is never sad but when she sleeps, and not ever sad then, for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamed of unhappiness and waked herself with laughing. She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband. O, by no means. She mocks all her wooers out of suit. She were an excellent wife for Benedick. (GASPS) O Lord, my lord, if they were but a week married, they would talk themselves mad. County Claudio, when mean you to go to church? To-morrow, my lord. Time goes on crutches till love have all his rites. Not till Monday, dear son, which is hence a just seven-night, and a time too brief, too, to have all things answer my mind. DON PEDRO: I warrant thee, Claudio, the time shall not go dully by us. I will in the interim undertake one of Hercules' labors, which is, to bring Signior Benedick and the Lady Beatrice into a mountain of affection, the one with the other. I would fain have it a match, and I doubt not but to fashion it, if you three will minister assistance. My lord, I am for you, though it cost me 10 nights' watchings. And I, my lord. DON PEDRO: And you too, gentle Hero? I will do any modest office, my lord, to help my cousin to a good husband. Benedick is not the unhopefullest husband that I know. Thus far can I praise him, he is of a noble strain, of approved valor and confirmed honesty. I will teach you how to humor your cousin, that she shall fall in love with Benedick, and I, with your two helps, will so practice on Benedick that, in despite of his quick wit and his queasy stomach, he shall fall in love with Beatrice. If we can do this, Cupid is no longer an archer. His glory shall be ours, for we are the only love-gods. (ALL LAUGHING) It is so. The Count Claudio shall marry the daughter of Leonato. Yea, my lord, but I can cross it. Any bar, any cross, any impediment will be medicinable to me. I am sick in displeasure to him, and whatsoever comes athwart his affection ranges evenly with mine. How canst thou thwart this marriage? I think I told your lordship a year since, how much I am in favor of Margaret, the waiting gentlewoman to Hero. I remember. I can, at any unseasonable instant of the night, appoint her to look out at her lady's chamber window. What life is in that, to be the death of this marriage? The poison of that lies in you to temper. Go you to the prince your brother, spare not to tell him that he hath wronged his honor in marrying the renowned Claudio, whose estimation do you mightily hold up, to a contaminated stale such a one as Hero. What proof shall I make of that? Proof enough to misuse the prince, to vex Claudio, to undo Hero and kill Leonato. Look you for any other issue? (SIGHS) I do much wonder that one man, seeing how much another man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviors to love, will, after he hath laughed at such shallow follies in others, become the argument of his own scorn by falling in love. And such a man is Claudio. I have known when there was no music with him but the drum and the fife, now he had rather hear the tabor and the pipe. I have known when he would have walked 10 mile a-foot to see a good armor, and now will he lie 10 nights awake, carving the fashion of a new doublet. He was wont to speak plain and to the purpose, like an honest man and a soldier. Now is he turned orthography, his words a very fantastical banquet, just so many strange dishes. May I be so converted and see with these eyes? I cannot tell, I think not. I will not be sworn, but love may transform me to an oyster. But I'll take my oath on it, till he have made an oyster of me, he shall never make me such a fool. One woman is fair, yet I am well. Another is wise, yet I am well. Another virtuous, yet I am well. But till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain. Wise, or I'll none. Virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her. Fair, or I'll never look on her. Mild, or come not near me. Noble, or not I for an angel. Of good discourse, an excellent musician, and her hair shall be of what color it please God. (GROANS) The prince and Monsieur Love. I will hide me in the arbor. Come, shall we hear this music? CLAUDIO: Yea, my good lord. (INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING) Come hither, Leonato. What was it you told me of to-day, that your niece Beatrice was in love with Signior Benedick? I did never think that lady would have loved any man. No, nor I neither, but most wonderful that she should so dote on Signior Benedick, whom she hath in all outward behaviors seemed ever to abhor. BENEDICK: Is't possible? Sits the wind in that corner? By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell what to think of it but that she loves him with an enraged affection. It is past the infinite of thought. DON PEDRO: You amaze me. I would have thought her spirit was invincible against all assaults of affection. I would have sworn it had, my lord, especially against Benedick. Hath she made her affection known to Benedick? No, and swears she never will, that is her torment.(BENEDICK GRUNTS) 'Tis true, indeed, so your daughter says, "Shall I," she says, "that so oft encountered him with scorn, write to him that I love him?" LEONATO: O, she railed at herself, that she should be so immodest to write to one that she knew would flout her. "I measure him," says she, "by my own spirit, "for I should flout him, if he writ to me." "Yea, though I love him, I should." Then down upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, curses, "O, sweet, Benedick! God give me patience!" I would she had bestowed this dotage on me. I would have daffed all other respects and made her half myself. I pray you, tell Benedick of it, and hear what he will say. Were it good, think you? CLAUDIO: Hero thinks surely she will die, for she says she will die if he love her not, and she will die, ere she make her love known, and she will die if he woo her, (CRASHES) rather than she will bate one breath of her accustomed crossness. She doth well. If she should make tender of her love 'tis very possible he'll scorn it, for the man, as you know all, hath a contemptible spirit. (GROANS) He is a very proper man. He hath indeed a good outward happiness. Before God! And, in my mind, very wise. He doth indeed show some sparks that are like wit. Well, I'm sorry for your niece. I love Benedick well, and I could wish he would modestly examine himself, to see how much he is unworthy so good a lady. My lord, will you walk? Dinner is ready. This can be no trick. The conference was sadly borne. They have the truth of this from Hero. Love me? (LAUGHING) Why, it must be requited. I hear how I am censured. They say I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive the love come from her. They say too that she will rather die than give any sign of affection. I did never think to marry. I must not seem proud. Happy are they that hear their detractions and can put them to mending. They say the lady is fair, 'tis a truth, I can bear them witness. And virtuous, 'tis so, I cannot reprove it. And wise, but for loving me. By my troth, it is no addition to her wit, nor no great argument of her folly, for I will be horribly in love with her! (ECHOING) I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage. But doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humor? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married. Here comes Beatrice. By this day. She's a fair lady. (FLY BUZZING) I do spy some marks of love in her. Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner. Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains. I took no more pains for those thanks than you take pains to thank me. If it had been painful, I would not have come. (EXHALES) You take pleasure then in the message? (CHUCKLES) Yea, signior, just so much as you may take upon a knife's point. (BENEDICK LAUGHS) (PANTS) You have no stomach, signior. Fare you well. (CHUCKLES) "Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner." There's a double meaning in that. "I took no more pains for those thanks" "than you took pains to thank me." That's as much as to say, any pains that I take for you is as good as thanks. If I do not take pity of her, I am a villain. If I do not love her, I am a fool. I will go get her picture. No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful. I know her spirits are as coy and wild as haggerds of the rock. But are you sure Benedick loves Beatrice so entirely? (GASPS) (THUMPS) So says the prince and my new-trothed lord. And did they bid you tell her of it, madam? They did entreat me to acquaint her of it, but I persuaded them, if they loved Benedick, to wish him restle with affection, and never to let Beatrice know of it. Why did you so? Doth not the gentleman deserve as full a fortunate a bed as ever Beatrice shall couch upon? HERO: O, god of love! I know he doth deserve as much as may be yielded to a man. But nature never framed a woman's heart of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice. (THUDS) Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes, misprising what they look on, and her wit values itself so highly that to her all matter else seems weak. HERO: She cannot love, nor take no shape nor project of affection, she is so self-endeared. Sure, I think so. And therefore certainly it were not good she knew his love, lest she make sport at it. No, rather I will go to Benedick and counsel him to fight against his passion. Truly, I'll devise some honest slanders to stain my cousin with. One doth not know how much an ill word may empoison liking. O, do not do your cousin such a wrong. She cannot be so much without true judgment. Having so swift and excellent a wit, as she is prized to have, as to refuse so rare a gentleman as Signior Benedick. He is the only man of Italy. Mmm. Always excepted my dear Claudio. Come, go in. I'll show thee some attires, and have thy counsel which is the best to furnish me to-morrow. (GASPS) What fire is in my ears? Can this be true? Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much? Contempt, farewell. And maiden pride, adieu. No glory lives behind the back of such. And, Benedick, love on. I will requite thee, taming my wild heart to thy loving hand. If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee

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Mighty Aphrodite
Woe unto man. Brave Achilles,|slain in trial by blood... for prize,|the bride of Menelaus. And father of Antigone,|ruler of Thebes, self-rendered sightless|by lust for expiation. Lost victim|of bewildered desire. Nor has Jason's wife|fared better. Giving life only to reclaim it|in vengeful fury. For to understand|the ways of the heart... is to grasp as clearly the malice|or ineptitude of the gods, who, in their vain and clumsy labors|to create a flawless surrogate, have left mankind|but dazed and incomplete. Take, for instance,|the case of Lenny Weinrib, a tale as Greek and timeless|as fate itself. - Lenny, let's have a baby.|- Hey! A baby? Why? Because she's pregnant,|you want to have a baby? - No. It's a great idea.|- You could raise your own middleweight. - I don't want a middleweight.|- Flyweight. - No, it'd be fun.|- Have you ever had children? - No, I've never had children.|- Why not? What do you mean, "why not?" 'Cause my|first wife didn't want to have a child. - Then I never remarried really, so--|- Oh, that's great. - What am I, chopped liver?|- Until now. - Yeah?|- I never-- You didn't let me finish. - No, you'd forgotten.|- Now you've changed your mind. You didn't want to have a child. - You should have kids.|- It's like stereo. Give him a break. - You don't want a kid?|- Oh, we-- When we first met, she didn't like|the beach; she hated the Hamptons; she didn't want to have kids; she loved the|Upper East Side, she didn't want to move. Now suddenly she's making noise about|having a kid and moving to Tribeca. - Only if the gallery moves downtown.|- Well, being pregnant is great. Yeah? I love it. You get treated|like the Queen of England. - Sure.|- You say that like it's a good thing. - Well, I like the pampering.|- She does like it. - Yeah?|- Yeah, it's fantastic. I can't give up the time|right now. There are too many exciting things|happening in my business. - So let me ask you a question.|- What? How do you plan to swing it without|being pregnant? I'm curious. - Good question. Very good question.|- No, it's easy. - We'll adopt. Oh, well.|- Mmm. - Not me. I don't want to adopt.|- There you go. - Why not? That's a good idea.|- No. No. - You must be nuts. With, with my genes?|- Yeah? - To adopt? I have award-winning genes.|- Oh, God. - I want to pass them on.|- No, that's crazy. No, the-- It's for the same reason|we don't lease a car, okay? - 'Cause it's pride of ownership.|- Okay. - And I don't want to adopt a child.|- No. Look, I'm sorry, Lenny. It's crazy 'cause the world|is full of needy kids. - You know, she's right.|- That's true. - I know, but that-- You know, but I--|- No, I mean it. Why overpopulate the world when there|are thousands of parent-less kids? Just because you don't want|to get morning sickness, right? - No, it's not true.|- That's why you want to adopt a kid. I just can't afford|to give up a year just now. Forget it. Subject is closed.|I don't wanna-- I'd be afraid that|I might get a bad seed. - Oh, you're paranoid.|- Oh, come on. That's right! What-- You read that|in the tabloids all the time. - No. A bad seed.|- That's right. Yeah, we adopt some sweet little boy,|and then he turns 13, we'd go to sleep at night,|he'd split our head open with an axe. Listen, why'd you have to|go and tell him that? You know Lenny's got|a vivid imagination. It's a common occurrence. I read the same paper.|What do you want me to tell you? Anyway, what do you mean "he"?|Why can't we adopt a girl? - We're not adopting anything. I want no sex.|- A little girl. Let the guy have a short stop|or a point guard, will ya? Can we get a check? Can we--|Can we please get out of here? I'll take the check.|I'm paying tonight. - Yes.|- You? I'm stunned. You pay, you break your record. You-- One more and you break|DiMaggio's record-- 56 straight. That's not true.|Now, be nice. Laius, proud father, speak. I, with joy,|did have a son... so fair, so clearheaded|and brave, that I a thousand pleasures|did derive from his presence. So what happens? One day he kills me. And don't you think,|he runs off and marries my wife. Poor Oedipus, king of Thebes. My son, my son|did slay unwittingly... my noble husband... and did, without realizing,|hasten with me, his loving mother,|to lustful bed. And a whole profession|was born... charging sometimes|200 an hour, and a 50-minute hour|at that. And why a child now, out of left field? One hopes it's not to fill|some growing void in their marriage. Leave her be. A woman's urge to motherhood|is old as the earth. Children grow up;|they move out. Sometimes to ridiculous places|like Cincinnati... or Boise, Idaho. Then you never see them again. You'd think once in a while|they'd pick up a phone. But is there a growing void|in the Weinrib's marriage? We didn't say there was. We're all just speculating|on possible motives. Children are serious stuff. Look, here's a man|who killed his father... and slept with his mother. I hate to tell you what they|call my son in Harlem. Hello. - There's a baby we can adopt.|- Are you serious? I spoke to Carolyn Hester|and she's found an infant for us. - But we have to act quickly.|- I don't want a kid. Well, Lenny, you know|how hard it is. And look, the baby's|one day old, totally healthy. Unwed mother, no diseases. And it's a boy.|You wanted a boy. Amanda, I can't get|into this with you now. This is not the place|to have this discussion. I told Carolyn to be on the lookout.|She's experienced with adoptions. She knows what she's doing.|It's a boy, healthy, born this morning. No strings,|if we act quickly. Le-- Look, I-- I gotta|put my foot down. I-I-- If you want to|discuss this another time, we can. But if you gotta have a fast answer,|it's definitely "no." - Hi!|- Hi. - You got his head?|- He's adorable. Yes. Oh, God. This is great. This kid is never|going to be a fighter, you know. I gotta run out and get some weights|because he's really light as a feather. - Yeah, perhaps I should have him back.|- Hi. Yeah. Maybe you better|hold him 'cause he's crying. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.|- He's crying. Okay. Okay. It's okay. It's okay. - That's a good boy.|- That's so great. If there's any greatness in my hands,|let it pass into your body. - Get a grip on yourself.|- This kid is gonna be a great kid! - Oh, yeah.|- He's fabulous! - You're okay now.|- What do you wanna call him? - Oh, this is unbelievable. Yeah.|- Call him? - Oh, wh-- what about Eric?|- Eric? The kid's not a Viking. I wanna call him, name him,|you know, for one of my heroes. - Like what?|- I don't know. What about Groucho? - Groucho? Oh, get real.|- No, I'm serious. It's a great-- You know.|I-- I don't know. What-- What about Phineas?|Do you like Phineas? Phineas?|Are you joking? Phineas is the guy who|forecloses on the mortgage. I don't want to call this kid|Phineas. He's adorable. That's so great. What--|What, uh-- Let me think. Well. - What about Django?|- Django? Django, yeah. After Django Reinhardt,|the great guitar player. - Django Weinrib?|- That's the curse of the Weinrib name. It doesn't go with anything.|Nothing goes with Weinrib. Well, okay, okay. What about something simple|like, you know, Ben? - You want to call him Ben Weinrib?|- Yeah. What, he's gonna be|a-a-a gin rummy champion? I mean, you know. Yeah, well, you want to|deny your heritage? Huh? Well, you know, I-I just want|the kid to have a great name. - Yeah.|- What about Sugar Ray Weinrib? Holden,|after Holden Caulfield. You see, Holden is one of those things|that works if we use your maiden name. If it's Holden Sloane,|but not Holden Weinrib. Yeah. The kid is so cute! I can't believe he's--|What about Cole? - Cole?|- Cole Weinrib. Harpo Weinrib. - Harpo? No.|- How about Earl the Pearl Weinrib? - That would be so perfect.|- Oh, God! No. Okay, what-- what about Shane?|You like the name Shane? Yeah. - Shane's pretty.|- Shane would be okay. On the other hand, you wouldn't want|a Supreme Court Justice called Shane. Oh, Jesus.|I got it. I got it. Brilliant.|This is so brilliant. - Got it? Ready? Are you ready?|- Mm-hmm. - Thelonius Weinrib.|- Max! What about Max? - Max?|- Yeah, Max. Max.|Oh, look how cute he is. - I wanna hold him. Max is okay.|- He's so sweet. He's smiling. - Dr. Max Weinrib. I like the name Max.|- Yeah, Max is good. - It's simple.|- How about Senator Max Weinrib? - Little tongue.|- Rabbi Max-- Rabbi Max Weinrib? No. Maybe we should|rethink Max for a minute. - Oh, he's so great.|- He's happy. I think he likes us. - He looks like you.|- He looks like me? Yeah. He looks like Broderick|Crawford a little bit. - He's so smart.|- Yeah. He picks up on everything. He's got a great personality. You know, you|wake him up, he's always smiling and upbeat. - Like me.|- You were like that when you were a baby. - Yeah, he's so verbal.|- Well, he's around a writer... and an art expert, right? Listen, when are you going|to move the gallery downtown? Yeah, Mother, we don't want to get|into that discussion 'cause, you know, I think we should move and Lenny|is a devoted Upper East-sider. Or shall I say is opposed|to change in any form? - I don't know.|- It's unbelievable. The kid is unbelievable. I got him|trains, he put 'em together himself. Trains? I thought you|bought him an Erector Set. I got him an Erector Set, yeah.|And-- And I also got him this tricycle. - Wait. And the whole plastic kitchen?|- Max, I got you a tricycle. Lenny, you can't|buy him so much. - Max, I got you a tricycle.|- Look at that! You can't buy him so much stuff. - No, no. I also got him skates.|- Skates? Yeah. And I got a couple more things|on the way in, you know. A small truck is gonna pull up|in front of the house. - What are you gonna get next year?|- Does anyone want anything to drink? Go ahead. Shoot. Try again. You ever think about what you want|to be when you grow up, Max? Hmm, I don't know.|Maybe an interior decorator. - What?|- Just kidding, just kidding. Well, don't kid.|Here. Come on. Okay, those go in the bedroom.|Okay, you follow me. - Give me a hand with this.|- Why did we move? What do you mean,|"Why did we move?" I told you. We moved 'cause-- 'cause, you know,|'cause your mother wanted to move. 'Cause, you know, the art gallery|she works at has moved downtown... and, you know,|she wanted to move. - Here's your football.|- Who's the boss between you and Mommy? - What is the question?|- Who's the boss between you and Mommy? Who is the boss?|You have to ask that? You don't know who the boss|is between me and Mommy? No. I'm the boss, okay? Mommy--|Mommy's only the decision maker. You know, there's a difference|between, uh-- You know, Mommy-- Mommy says|what we do and, and, uh, I have control|of the channel changer. - Here-- Here's your crayons.|- Thanks. We're new in the neighborhood and we want|Max to be really in the best school. - Oh, but this is it.|- It's 'cause he's a very, very bright kid. - I mean, really bright.|- Yeah, he's really great. Yes, I know. I saw his test scores|and they're wonderful. They are. Yeah. I know. And he's got a|great sense of humor. - He's a sweet kid. He's a really sweet kid.|- He's got a great personality. Wonderful. Well, I wanted to talk|to you about a special program... that we have|for bright students. Really? And he qualifies? - Oh, yes. Absolutely.|- Sorry. Excuse me. - Certainly.|- Because-- when you hear his syntax, - Hello? Oh, hi.|- It's amazing. - Verbal skills are telling.|- His vocabulary is good, but his syntax is-- - Oh, great.|- He speaks like a grown-up. - Sorry. Lenny?|- What we can do is-- - Sorry. Excuse me.|- Oh, certainly. Can we meet the Dorians tonight|for dinner at Le Cirque? The Dorians? No. Because we have|tickets to the Edward Albee play. - Listen, I can't.|- We have to. We've been waiting for so long. You don't have to go,|but I really should go. I, uh-- No. This will be the second time|this week we cancelled something. Go with Bud. Oh, okay. I don't want to go with Bud.|I'm not married to Bud. Listen, go.|Can we not discuss it now? Oh, my God!|That was embarrassing. Well, just because I don't|want to have dinner yet again with the|world's dullest couple. Yeah, well, someday they may|sponsor me for my own gallery. - I said I'd go. I'm going with you.|- Yeah? But we got tickets to a show.|It's a shame. This time try and join in and don't|sit there like some zombie all night. Hey, last time I joined in,|you got angry with me. Yeah, 'cause we were discussing|the I.M. Pei Museum, not Muhammad Ali. Well, my mind wandered.|I can't keep on those topics. I just don't want to be the motor power|of the Bender Gallery forever. I want the|Amanda Sloane Gallery. Not Amanda Weinrib,|'cause there's a euphony problem. Three, four, run.|Three, four, and break the ball. - Play 88!|- I hope they don't play like this. 88! Ten-hut! What's the matter?|You seem down. - No, I'm fine.|- You're fine? Something's on your mind,|Lenny. Listen, last night I was|at one of those dinner parties again. Amanda-- You know,|last week she took me to, to Le Cirque with the Dorians. And then last night it was|with the Grossbards on Park Avenue. And then after that,|we were driving home... and I don't know what to say. It was Saturday night, you know, and we|stopped for a light over on Park Avenue. I looked out the window|and I see some guy and this pretty girl. And, you know,|they're walking home and, you know, the guy's carrying|the Sunday papers. It looked like they were|having so much fun, you know. And, you know--|I don't know, I-- I remember how great it|used to be with me and Amanda... in our first apartment,|you know, how romantic it was. You know, in those days it was|just a kick shopping together... or, you know, just walking|the New York streets, you know. Then when Max came,|everything was so great, you know. We had such terrific times. I don't know, it's been so long since there's|been, you know, the old passion between us. I don't know, but it was the first time|I had any of those thoughts. And, you know,|they made me feel nervous. You weren't too pleasant|this evening. Why, 'cause I said no about going|to your boss Jerry Bender's house... - in the Hamptons?|- I'll be fine. I don't like the Hamptons. You know,|you used to hate the beach yourself. Yeah, not the way he lives.|It's private and beautiful. What are you getting|so angry about? - 'Cause you won't come.|- Last time we went, I got a tick. - A tick? Oh, wow. Big deal.|- For you, it wasn't a big deal. But I took my pants off,|I had a black thing living in my leg. Everyone will be there. For the potential contacts,|I can put up with a few ticks. I don't-- What contacts? You know, it's like you're|an international spy. - You got contacts all over town.|- I plan to have my own gallery, and soon. You've changed unbelievably|over the years. - Oh, yeah? You know what, Lenny?|- You used to hate that. - People grow. They grow. Some people.|- It's not growth. You used to hate the beach.|And Jerry Bender has got a crush on you. What? - This guy stares at you.|- Oh, no. That's nuts. - That's seriously crazy.|- He mentally undresses you. - That's his normal look.|- It's not his normal look. If he looked at me that way|I'd hit him with a brick. Okay. Okay, let's-- - Or kiss him on the lips, maybe.|- Let's drop this. Please? Well, what do you mean,|you couldn't find it? Well, I'm sorry.|You know, it's dark in here... and I-- you know,|we haven't done it in a while. - And then you got so angry at me.|- I wasn't angry. I wasn't angry. You were fumbling|and I was getting out of the mood. Sorry, I couldn't find it. This--|We haven't been doing it in a while. Okay, let's not get into|a whole discussion here. I lost my sense of direction. I'm tired. Every marriage goes through|valleys and peaks. - This is like a valley.|- I don't mind going through a valley. But I don't want to sink|beneath sea level here. Lenny, why rock the boat? You got a bright, beautiful wife.|You got a kid that you're crazy for. I'm not gonna rock the boat.|Did I tell you about Max? They want to put him in a special class|because he's got a high IQ. Yeah, well, two bright parents.|I mean, what do you expect? Yeah, whoever they are.|I mean, I still don't know. It's like raising thoroughbreds. This kid must come|from good stock. He's good-looking; he's got a high IQ;|he's got a great personality. And he's amusing. This is not my doing.|Amanda did the whole adoption. I just resisted.|I complained, like a jerk. I mean, a good father, a dynamite mother|produces a kid like Max. I think the father's dead,|you know. The mother? Don't go any further! I know what you're thinking,|Lenny, and forget it. How can I forget it?|The thought's been put into my head. Oh, cursed fate. Certain thoughts|are better left unthunk. I'll bet this kid|has a dynamite mother. What makes you think he didn't|inherit everything from his father? Everything? That's very unlikely.|But I'm gonna find out. Let sleeping dogs lie. - I'll bet she's great.|- Curiosity. That's what kills us. Not muggers or all that bullshit about the|ozone layer. It's our own hearts and minds. - I'm gonna find out.|- Please, Lenny, don't be a schmuck. I remember the adoption vaguely because|I'm somewhat friendly with Amanda. But it was not that long ago|that we-- that we did it. I recall trying to|expedite matters for her. I somehow think it was|a single parent with no father. Right. Exactly. So-So how--|Is it possible for me to get the name-- I'd like the name|of the mother, if I could. That remains forever|in our files. Even if I have it, I can't give it|to you. May I ask why you want to know? Yes, 'cause I-I--|I'm curious about it... and I'm trying to get|all the information that I can. So, so-- - I'm sorry. That's|all I can help you with. There's no possibility|of, uh-- No, those are the rules. I don't understand.|I'm the father of the child. - I can't find out who--|- They're very firm. It's never done. - Mm-hmm.|- How is the little boy doing? - Good. He's great. He's fabulous.|- Yes? - Yes.|- Say hello to Amanda. - There's no possibility that I could--|- I'm sorry. - There's--|- Really sorry. No way. - Okay, thank you. Thank you.|- Bye-bye. What are you doing, Weinrib? Don't confuse me!|She's coming back in a minute. - You are breaking the law.|- Breaking the law? There's a higher law. I can find out|who my son's mother is. The judge won't see it|that way. Keep a lookout for me,|will you, for Christ's sake? - Me? I'm the leader of the Chorus.|- So what? Look out. Get your friend Bud|to help you. Bud can't help me. You know,|Ellie and Amanda are friendly. - Bud can't keep a secret.|- Why is it a secret? Why can't Amanda know? What kind of argument am I|getting into with you? Amanda-- 'Cause she wouldn't understand. Oh, you're guilty because you|already have exaggerated notions... about your son's mother. It's understandable because things|are not going smoothly with Amanda. That's why you will always|be a chorus member. Because you don't do anything.|I act. I take action.|I make things happen. Well, hurry the hell up.|I hear footsteps. I-I forgot my-- I dropped|my manila envelope. I didn't realize it. - Oh.|- It has an important interview in it. With-- With Roberto Duran. You won't believe this,|but he's heading for Pennsylvania. Of all the human weaknesses, - obsession is the most dangerous.|- And the silliest. - Yeah?|- I'm looking for a former tenant here, - a-a-a Leslie Wright.|- Who are you? I'm a friend of hers, and I believe|she lived here at one time-- a Leslie Wright? Oh, yeah, yeah. I remember|the girl who used to live here. - You remember. The pretty one upstairs.|- Yeah, yeah, right. She was only here for a while.|Who are you? Uh, I'm just an old friend of hers|and I was trying to track her down. Do you know-- Do you know|where I could find her? Leslie Wailes was her name,|not Leslie Wright. Leslie Wailes. - Leslie Wailes?|- Wailes. - She moved to New York.|- You sure? 'Cause I have Leslie Wright. Leslie-- Leslie--|Did she get married or-- I don't know. You have no other information? You don't|know where I could find her or anything? No. She was only here|for a little while. I told you. Look, let me give you|my phone number. If anything turns up,|I would love to locate her. - Here. Give me that. I'll take that.|- Thank you. - Yeah. Okay.|- You're welcome. You have a phone call. Mr. Lamont.|Says he's from Philadelphia. - Oh.|- You gave him your number? - Mm-hmm.|- Is this Lenny Weinrib? - Go ahead, sir.|- Hello. Yeah, this is Bill Lamont.|Um, that woman you were looking for-- We asked another guy who said|her name was Leslie St. James. Said she moved to New York City,|talked about becoming an actress. - Leslie St. James?|- Yes, sir. Yeah. He remembered her quite well.|Leslie St. James is the name she took. There was a Leslie St. James who was|a member of the Screen Extras Guild. - So that's that.|- So what are you telling me? That-- That she was a movie|extra or stage extra? Yeah.|That's all I have. So-- And there's an address,|but, uh, you know, this book's|a few years old. So. I'm looking for a--|it's-- she-- A Leslie St. James|or maybe it's a Leslie Wailes. - I don't know, but I think she lived here.|- Oh, yeah, sure. I remember. She was a tall girl.|She changed her name to Linda Ash. Linda Ash? Yeah, it was a fake name.|She-- She did sex movies. - Sex movies?|- Yeah, you know, like, uh, Deep Throat. Skin flicks.|Tall, blonde, hot. - Very hot.|- Really? Good-looking? Oh, great looking.|Tremendous body. - How you doin'?|- Hey, Lenny, how are ya? - Good. Can I talk to you a minute?|- Yeah. - I need a favor.|- You got it. What? You got friends in the, uh,|the adult film business, right? My nephew knows them all.|Why? I'm trying to locate|an actress named Linda Ash. - You know which movies she did?|- No. I was in the video store|trying to get a video, but, you know, I get embarrassed|because my neighbor saw me there. - And, you know--|- I hear ya. Well, let me get back to you|on that one. All right? Yeah. You know, I don't know|why we have to do this. I-I don't want to spend|the whole weekend at Jerry Bender's. Oh, Lenny, please.|We've been through this. There are lots|of important clients there. I-- You know,|so what is this? Meanwhile this guy's going to stare at you|the whole weekend and mentally undress you. He is not. He's not. God, your paranoia is rivaled|in history only by Joseph Stalin. I'm really glad you|could make it out this weekend, Amanda. There's some people around here I think|it's very important you should meet. Oh, thanks, Jerry.|I really appreciate it. I really do. - God, I love your sailboat.|- Yeah, it's fun, isn't it? - Yeah.|- Sorry the waves were so choppy, Lenny. Oh, it's no problem. I don't mind|throwing up into the wind, you know. You know, we could see|that house next door at 3:00. By the way, it's a great buy. Is it possible that I could|just make one quick phone call? - Yeah. Ken!|- Yes, Jerry. Oh, sorry, Ken.|Can you show Lenny the private phone? Sure. Come on, Lenny.|It's right over here. The house sounds exciting.|What are they asking again? Amanda, listen. Why don't you,|uh, spend the night here tonight. - What do you say? Are you free tonight?|- Uh-- We could go for a sail. You can't believe what the stars|look like lying on the back of a boat. Yeah. No, I'd love to.|I really would love to. Well, then, do it. But I-- No, he|has to get back. Really? - Yeah.|- Hmm. Hmm. I got the skinny|on Linda Ash. She's been in a few films.|She's no star or nothin'. That's why you|never heard of her. She works under|the stage name "Judy Cum." Mostly, she's a hooker. Uh, I got her number. Judy Cum? Oh, you never should|have looked for her. Now I see big trouble. Oh, for God's sake.|You know, you're such a Cassandra. I'm not such a Cassandra.|I am Cassandra. - That's who I am.|- I gotta check this thing out. You'll be sorry.|I'm telling you, quit now. Oh, and don't let Amanda talk you|into buying the house next door. This place? Yes! I see big problems|with beach erosion... and a heavy mortgage. Well, I love that property. - Mm-hmm.|- We're right near everybody. Doesn't mean we have to see them|all the time, but we have the option. You-- You're not afraid|of beach erosion, right? Beach erosion? Oh, come on, now.|You're such a Cassandra. You gonna take a shower? Yeah. Yeah, can you, uh,|fix something for dinner? Yeah, I'll make dinner. I'll make the spaghetti, okay? There's some sauce|in the fridge. Hello, is this Linda? Linda, um, this is Lenny. Uh, I-- I got your number|from Charlie Biggs. And I wonder if, uh,|it would be possible... that you would have some time|tomorrow afternoon. - You shouldn't do this.|- Would you please stop it? - You're gonna cheat on Amanda?|- I'm not cheating. - I just want to see what she looks like.|- You can get a disease. - Aren't you scared of AIDS?|- I'm not gonna sleep with the girl. I just want to see|what she looks like. I want to get to know her|or something. It's just-- Uh, is it possible that we|could meet at a hotel? You're gonna rent a hotel room|with a hooker and not sleep with her? Leave me alone.|I want to talk to her. How about the Plaza|on 59th Street? Is that-- What are you doing?|At least pick an out-of-the-way spot. Oh, Christ. Um, Linda, maybe|it'd be better if I-- What about your place?|Would that be a possibility? Uh-huh. Uh-- Hold on one second. 3:00. Okay.|Um, I'll be there. And it's Lenny. Uh, Lenny... Gildersleeve.|Okay. I can't believe this.|I can't believe it. Hi. Are you my 3:00? - Linda Ash?|- Yeah, that's right. - I'm Lenny.|- Hello, Lenny. Come on in. - Uh, you're-- you're Linda Ash, right?|- Yeah. - 'Cause we spoke on the phone?|- Yeah. Are you okay?|You look all white. - I'm okay.|- Yeah? Do you want something to drink? Maybe-- Do you have a|little Perrier or something? What? - Little-- Just a little tap water?|- Oh, sure. I have that. - You're definitely Linda Ash?|- Yeah. What's the matter?|Are you a stroke victim or something? I told you three times.|I'm Linda Ash. Oh, you have a,|a beautiful apartment. - Oh, thank you. I did it myself.|- Oh. Oh, let me show you|something I just got. - That. Isn't it a pisser?|- Ohh! Oh, yes, it's--|it's magnificent. Oh. Well, yeah.|I got a great sense of humor. That's something you're going to find out|about me-- I'm funny and I can take a joke. - A lot of people can't take a joke.|- Oh, no, I can. - They say that about me too.|- Oh, yeah? - That I have a good sense of humor.|- Oh, good! Then you'll like this. Look,|I just got this. Somebody gave it to me. As the main spring goes back and forth,|the bishop keeps fucking her in the ass. It's a genuine antique|and it keeps perfect time. Oh, my goodness. It's a disgusting--|Ohh. Lenny? The water today is a little bit brown.|Would you like some Sprite instead? - I'm feeling a little dizzy. I--|- Oh, no! - Come sit down.|- No, no. I don't know why. Usually, you know,|I'm just the picture of health. - Yeah? You work out?|- Not-- Not religiously. Oh, I'm not religious either.|Mostly, my folks were Episcopalian. - Oh, are they? So--|- So. So what do you do, Lenny?|Oh, no. Wait. Let me guess. I have a great knack for guessing|what people do for a living. - Um--|- Um, uh-- I'll tell you the truth. - Rug salesman!|- You're close. I'm-- I'm a sportswriter.|Because-- - Shit. I wasn't even in the ballpark.|- Well, it was not-- Wait. Ballpark. Sportswriter.|Get it? I get it. I did it with a wrestler once.|A huge, hairy guy. You'd figure he'd be hung like a horse,|but there was very little there. Look, could I-- could I|just get a little water? - I don't care if it's brown.|- Oh, I'm sorry. I don't mind rust.|I'm just feeling a little-- T-Tell me, Linda. Uh, uh, tell me|about yourself, Linda. Well, what do you--|what do you want to know? Anything.|I just want to know about you. - Well, basically, Lenny,|- Yes? - I'm an actress.|- Oh, that's wonderful. I like drama. I study. Yes? Uh, where--|where's that? Paul Delucca.|Have you ever heard of him? - Paul Delucca? No. But then, I wouldn't.|- Yeah. - Oh, he's really well-known. He's a genius.|- I'm sure. I'm sure. He says he thinks I'm gonna|make it big. - Mmm.|- Um, I know you will. - Yeah. Maybe you've seen some of my movies.|- That's possible. Did you ever see|The Enchanted Pussy? Not yet, but I-I--|It's on my list of must-see. Oh, they're videotapes,|so you can rent it. But my real ambition is|to be on Broadway in a musical. - I sing.|- Do you? Excuse me. Hello? Busy. Some of them|are called John, all right? - Was that-- Was that your husband?|- Ha-ha. Very funny. No, but I mean, you have no husband,|no family, no children... or anything like that? 'Cause some do.|You have a funny look on your face. - Um.|- Did I say the wrong thing? - No. Not really.|- I-- I said-- No. No, listen. - What are you in the mood for, Len?|- Me? I-I, well, I would like to--|You know, we can chat for a while. I thought I'd get into it|slowly and, you know-- You're married, aren't you? - How can you tell that?|- 'Cause you got that look. That look?|Wh-What look is that? That look like it's been a long time|since you've had a great blow job. Oh, that look.|I-- I can understand. - Wh-Where are you from?|- Mm, around. What are you so interested|in me for? - That's my fingers.|- Yes, I know. - Here.|- What-- Pull, pull!|Pull the strings. Pull these strings? Yeah, pull all the strings.|See? See what happens? - I'm not so mechanical as I was.|- Oh, it's easy. Here. Pull. - Ahh! See, it opens!|- Ohh! That's amazing.|Science is-- is-- - Yeah.|- You, you, you-- I-I-- Oh. Really. Well. Uh, you're a very attractive woman,|a very beautiful young woman. Oh, thank you, Lenny. Well, you're cute too.|So, what do you say? - You wanna go inside, take a shower?|- A shower? - You can study me up close and personal.|- Oh! Oh. No, see, I bathed already. You got lipstick on my fi-- - Mmm, you smell clean. Mmm.|- Thank you. Well-- As I say, I'm basically--|My ear. - You're sensitive, huh?|- It's my weak spot, in my ear. Oh. Okay. A little nibbling|makes me... go crazy. Okay, Len.|Are you nervous? I-- No. But yes, I am nervous,|to tell you the truth. You do look that way. I've never--|I-I've never done this, actually. Oh, okay. That's all right.|I'll take it slow. This is-- I-I-- Oh. Okay. I-- Um, incidentally, Len, I think I should tell you|ahead of time I-I get 200 dollars. It's no problem.|No problem. - Just a-- Just a show of good faith.|- Thanks, Lenny. Wow! You're really sweet, Len. Put it down|as a religious contribution. No, but seriously, you want to know|why I liked you right from the start? - Why?|- 'Cause I'm always attracted to losers. Losers?|You think I'm a loser? Yeah.|You got no confidence. It's sweet.|I like that in a man. I can't stand those johns who come here|and throw down a couple of hundred... and whip out a big dick|and wave it all over the joint. Oh, I-- I wouldn't do that|even if I wanted to because I'll just-- Ah, shit! Hello. Oh, hello,|Angela. Oh! Oh, wow!|Ha-ha! Oh, God, thank you|for thinking of me. Yeah, that's great. Okay.|Yeah, well, I'll see you at 10:00. Bye. I just got a small part|in an Angela Dawson movie. I get to do it with her! I don't understand you. If you're-- If you're serious|about being a Broadway actress, what are you wasting your time|with all this porn for? What's it to you?|It's good experience. How? Making it with a woman in front|of the camera is good experience? That's gonna get you closer|to be a Broadway star? - What are you getting all mad for?|- I'm not mad. I just think it's crazy.|You're an attractive young woman. You know, what are you--|You don't have to live like this, Linda. - What are you, my pastor?|- This is crazy! You take money from guys|and you perform all these acts. You know, you could be--|Hey, I'm talking to you. - You could have a family.|- Hey, let go of me! You could have a husband|and a child or something. All right. No. Hey! Stop. Stop it now! Stop! - Listen. I don't like possessive men.|- I'm not possessive. You come in here, you don't|want to do anything with me. You're telling me what to do. - I want to talk.|- Do you want to do it or not? - I want to talk. I paid you, I want to talk.|- Oh, no. Okay. - I bought the time.|- Then you get your money back. - I'm giving it back. Refund.|- No, keep the money. - Let's go. No.|- I bought the time! Hey, stop it. No,|I'm giving it back and you're leaving. Why can't I talk? Get out! Daddy, why are you|staring at me like that? Come here. You know why I'm|staring at you? I'm staring at you|'cause I can't believe it. Because you're so bright|and you're such a great kid. Come on, Max.|Now it's time for bed. Come on. Okay.|Time for beddums. Ready? The kid's getting heavy. - He can walk, you know.|- Yeah. Okay. Can you walk? Poor Weinrib! Turn back. Don't meddle any further.|Accept the truth. I see disaster.|I see catastrophe. Worse, I see lawyers. But wait, a messenger. I come from the midtown area|where Lenny Weinrib, tortured by passions|too overwhelming to regulate, did indeed call|this little hustler on the phone... in earnest attempt|to see her again. At first he wrestled|with his drives, trying to master a curiosity... not slaked by this initial meeting,|but only whetted by it. His thirst to know this woman more|did inexorably provoke him to call her. Nervous and confused, at first|he only got her answering machine. Then, at fifth try,|she picked up the phone herself. Painful to relate that she thought he was|nuts and did not want to meet him nohow. "Stop bothering me, creep,"|was her cutting declaration. Then she used the "F" word. Agonized, he called again, offering|her abundant financial compensation... just for a brief chat. But she bade him get off her back|and slammed the phone down. Finally, in doldrums mixed|with much anxiety, he stood watch|outside her apartment... and waited until such a time as he did|spot her heading for the laundromat. - Oh, my God!|- Okay, don't get upset or anything. - I just thought we could have lunch.|- Why me? I'll pay for your time.|I just want to speak to you. All right! What are you, some kind|of fucking pervert who-- Leave me alone. I'm not--|I'm not one of those psychopaths... that kills prostitutes,|I promise you. - Why would you ever say something like that?|- I'm joking. I'm joking. Listen, in my work, I have to keep|an eye out for strange individuals. - Okay.|- I knew a girl that got killed. All right. Hey,|I got you some flowers. Here. I got you some flowers.|Let's have lunch. I'll pay for it. I'll pay for your time.|I just wanna talk to you. So then my mother married|my third father. I mean, I don't know if she|married him, but he moved in. We didn't get along.|He was a disgusting drunk. What about your hereditary|father? Your actual, actual-- Oh, he was a drug pusher|and he was also a car thief. He picked pockets and, you know,|he burgled and stuff. And he was an epileptic. Uh-huh. You haven't|left anything out, right? - Mail fraud!|- Oh, mail fraud. Oh, okay, yeah. - That's what they caught him on.|- Uh-huh. Hey, you got an appetite|like a lumberjack. Oh. Well, thank you. Oh, it's fine.|Eat all you want. I'm very hungry, actually.|Um, so then I ran away when I was 14. Mm-hmm. And I went away with|this musician named Johnny. And it was terrible because|we fought all the time, Lenny. Finally,|he committed suicide. And for years I thought it|was because of my cooking. He always hated my clam sauce. And so then I kicked around|from Chicago, Philadelphia, you know. All over the place.|And I ended up here. You never thought of|just getting a regular job? Oh, yeah. Sure, I did.|No, I did things. I waited on tables. I worked|in a massage parlor. I did phone sex. Now and then I would, you know, turn a|few tricks in order to make some dough. And one day my friend Susie calls me and|she asks me if I want to be in a film. Something called Snatch Happy.|And I said, "Sure." And I remember|I was very nervous... because I'd never done it in front of|people with a camera before, you know. And so there I am on the first day,|on the set. And there's this guy|fucking me from behind, right? And there's these two huge guys dressed|like cops in my mouth at the same time. And I remember|thinking to myself, "I like acting. I wanna study." Yes, well.|It's a-- It's a-- That's one way|of getting into the profession. Um, tell me about|your family a little bit. What? I told you already.|You could write a book by now. But, but were there|any unusual members? Very bright ones or brilliant|or talented or something. Mmm! Yes! - I'm sorry. There was.|- Mmm. My father's brother|was supposed to be a genius. I never met him, but everybody|said he was brilliant. Really? What did he do? He was a serial rapist.|He spent his whole life in jail. But if he had gone straight,|he might have been very good in math. - Good in math. Well, that's--|- Yeah. I think I got|my intelligence from him, because everybody else in the family|is all slugs and lowlifes. - I'm the only one with any ambition.|- Are you? And you never-- never|had a drive to get married? What for?|They're all assholes. One of them used to|beat me up. Another one used to fuck|my best friend when I wasn't looking. - It was sickening.|- Really. And-- And let me|ask you this. At any point in your life|did you ever think, like, "Maybe I'd like|to have a child"? Um, I-I did have a child once. - Did you?|- Ah, it was a sad story. I'll tell you some other time|when I know you better. If I ever know you better. Are you free this afternoon? - Why?|- You have some free time this afternoon? - Are you finally in the mood, Lenny?|- No, no, no, no, no. I wanna--|I have an assignment. But I thought you might wanna come|with me, 'cause I think you'll enjoy it. I'm gonna bet on a horse,|and if it wins you can keep the dough. Here's one. "Eager Beaver." I once did a film|called Beaver Patrol... about these Boy Scouts who find|drunk Girl Scouts in the woods. And they take them into a cabin|and they reach into their packs and they pull out these dildos. - And then--|- All right, all right. Okay, we'll-- Y-You're sure you want|to bet on Eager Beaver? - 'Cause it's a 60-to-1.|- Oh, yeah. No, I know it's the one. No! - But it's 60-to-1.|- It's a sign. I know it's gonna work. All right, all right.|Famous last words. - You know.|- I got a hunch. You got a hunch. Okay.|Sure, we'll bet on it. Yeah. Okay. So if he wins,|how much do I make? At 60-to-1?|Uh... you make, uh, $3,000. Oh, my God! I could get that blue|chinchilla coat that I wanted! - You could get anything you want.|- I could get a Jacuzzi. - Except he's not gonna win.|- Oh, no, I know what I could do, Lenny! - Oh, my God! This is great.|- Mm-hmm. All right. You know,|I hope-- I hope you're right. There's a reason the horse is 60-to-1,|though. He's probably got polio. Oh, no, no. No.|This is a sign. - All right.|- My luck is gonna change. So is your real name Linda?|Is that your actual name? I use a lot of names. My born name is Leslie, but I like|to use names that have nice meanings. You know, like Mary,|for the Virgin Mary. Or Angel or Linda,|which means "pretty" in Spanish. - But my screen name's Judy Cum.|- Mm-hmm. Well, lucky there's not a horse|with that name in the race... - 'cause we'd bet on him.|- Oh, no, no, no. I mean, my attorney friend|would take that under advisement. - Mm-hmm.|- I got exclusive rights to that name. All right, all right,|all right. Yeah. So let me ask you a question. Are you ever frightened that when a guy|comes over your house and pays you... that he's gonna maybe,|like tie you up and kill you? Oh, no. I always|get paid in advance. Come on. - Eager Beaver. He's paying.|- Paid in advance? That's-- Lenny. - They're coming down to the finish.|- Come on, Beaver! - It's Autumn Daisy and Enmity.|- Come on! Catch up! - Eager Beaver continues to drop back.|- Oh, shit! Oh, Beaver! - Autumn Daisy and Enmity. It's close.|- Beaver! Come on, Beaver! - Oh! Beaver!|- It's Autumn Daisy by a head. - Shit! Last?|- Enmity finishing second... - and Lower The Flag finishing third,|- Stupid horse got-- Damn it! Followed by Marcy's Pride,|True Blue Crew, Classic Alert, I had it spent already! - I know. Relax, relax. Relax, will ya?|- and Eager Beaver was last. You know, it's not so terrible.|I told you it was a long shot. - I never have any luck. Never!|- All right. I never won a fucking thing|in my entire life! Nothing! Never! Will you stay calm?|You gotta learn to be a graceful loser. If it's the money,|I'll lend you the money. - I can help you.|- No, it's not the money, Lenny. I don't care about the money.|I just wanted to win so badly. What do you want to win for?|We're just out here having a good time. - You gotta--|- 'Cause I wanted to impress you. Impress me? What? You know,|you're not running in the race. What-- You don't|have to impress me. I'm-- Yeah, but I wanted to show you|I could pick a winner. Hey. Listen, my horse|didn't win either, you know. Come on, you--|you do impress me. You're attractive, you're--|you're quick, you have a lot of energy. You're obviously a|state-of-the-art fellatrix. What? So-- Nothing, nothing.|I'm impressed. Take-- - Lenny, don't say "nothing."|- I'm impressed. - You think I'm stupid?|- I don't think you're stupid, no. No? You know, I think you do a|stupid thing with your life. But I told you that already. Well, I don't understand|why it matters so much to you. Hey, come on. We'll stay for one more|race, and this time I'll bet for you. - Yeah?|- Let me make the bet. Yeah. N-No. Come on. We'll just go to the window|and I'll make one bet. All right. Please don't pick one|that runs second... - 'cause I want a winner, okay, Len?|- Yeah. Hey. You know, they give these horses saliva|tests. I can't guarantee anything. - I gave you your winnings, right?|- Yeah. That was a great race.|Too bad the horse only paid 40 cents. Well, he was a heavy favorite, you know,|and I bet him to come in third. - At least this way you get something.|- Yeah. So, you wanna come in? I gotta go home.|I got a wife and kid. You know, I can't. You know, you only talk about me.|You never talk about yourself. It's late for me. You know,|I had a great time, but I gotta go. I feel I owe you a great fuck. Hey, do me a favor. Go upstairs,|rest your ulcer, stay in tonight. I can't stay in.|I got six dates. Six dates.|Slow night for you, right? I wish I had the penicillin concession|in your apartment. I'd-- I'd be wealthy. All right.|So, you're gonna call me again? Am I gonna call you again?|Yeah, I'll call you. Don't worry. - You promise?|- I will. I'll call you again. Okay. I had a great time. - Bye.|- Okay. - Congratulations.|- Thirty-five years. - I never thought we'd make it.|- You and Amanda... have a way to go,|but you'll make it. - You guys look so young, both of you.|- Yeah, you do. Well, we've kept|each other young. Your mother could be your sister,|and you could be brother and sister. You could be my-- yes. I don't know where that|puts me, but anyway-- She looks so beautiful,|doesn't she, Lenny? To me, she always looks beautiful. I just always find her great. And you-- When I said sisters before, I mean it.|You guys look so great. And it's a wonder,|with all the responsibility... she has opening|her new gallery. - It's a lot of work.|- What new gallery? A new gallery? No, I didn't tell you 'cause, you know, I don't know until it's|a hundred percent definite. - Well, did I say the wrong thing?|- But it's not. - No, sure. No, I just--|- It's a hundred percent definite. You're so insecure.|It's happening. Oh, excuse me. - What is the story on this?|- It looks like I have the backing, but it's not totally definite. - That's why I didn't say anything.|- Your mother said it was definite. Yeah, well. It seems as if|I do have the backing. And there is this wonderful space|on Vesey Street. You know it? - Vesey? Yeah, I know it.|- Yeah, down in Soho. And it looks like, you know,|we think we can get it. The Dorians are putting in|some money, but I-- - Well, don't look so happy about it.|- I am happy! I'm very happy for you, but it's|the first I'm hearing of it, you know. - And for your mother to tell me--|- Yeah, well, look. I realize that for a time I'm going|to be busier than usual... and I know that's|a sore point, but, you know, it'll be only|'til it gets off the ground. - Hey, I'm happy for you. I re--|- You are? Yes. I just would have|liked to have known it. Are you sure? The Amanda Sloane Gallery.|I think that it's great. Yeah, on Vesey Street. Believe me.|I haven't even told Jerry Bender yet. "You've got a fine right, you have,|after the way you treated Mother, "after the way you treated us all! "A fine right you've got to come back|in here in your best country manner... "and strike attitudes|and make stands... "and criticize my fiance|and give orders... "and mess things up generally|as if you'd done-- "Well, I can't help it.|It's sickening! As if he'd done nothing at all!" Well? What do you think? - About what?|- About me. - You think I'm any good?|- Yes, it's fine. I-- You know, you're asking|the wrong person. I don't know that much about acting,|to tell you the truth. Oh, I can tell|you're not too impressed. No, no, no. I just thought, you know,|it's a very odd part for you to choose. Why? Well, you know, 'cause|it's The Philadelphia Story. - But I lived in Philadelphia.|- What has that got to do with it? - I know the city.|- What? You pick a part like this-- You should get something closer to yourself.|It wouldn't be such a struggle. - You know.|- Well, what part should I play? You know-- I don't know.|Something closer. Clint Eastwood doesn't play|a meek little hairdresser. Well, I could play a hairdresser. I-I used to--|I used to do it a lot. I wanted to be one.|I was very good at it. - So why'd you give it up?|- Well, I don't know. One thing led to another. You know, my aunt worked|in a beauty parlor for years. She loved it. Wait. You mean|not be an actress? Well, an actress|is a very tough life, you know. - But a hairdresser could always make a buck.|- A buck? A buck! An honest buck.|No beatings, no AIDS. You can meet somebody|that you, you know-- You can get a family, have a real life,|someone that cares for you. Hey! Now, don't you think that I want|to meet somebody and get married... and get the hell|out of the rat race? I would like to move away|and become a mother and just raise kids. I don't even want|to be a hairdresser. If Clint Eastwood wants|to be a hairdresser, just let him. You missed the point. Clint Eastwood|doesn't want to be a hairdresser. I had a kid, Lenny, and I gave him up|for adoption. It's the sorriest thing|I ever did in my entire life. There's not a day|that doesn't go by that I don't... wake up thinking about him. Now some lucky family|has him. I just hope to God that they're|taking good care of him. Why'd you give him up? I don't know. I was--|I was all confused. I had no dough. I-I--|I didn't know what to do. I-- I didn't even know|who the father was. It could've been any one|of a hundred guys. Welcome to planet Earth,|thanks to a broken condom. Gee. That's tough. Um. What about your kid? Max? M-M-Ma-- You know.|Max is the greatest. - Yeah?|- Well, sure. Do you have a picture of him? - A picture of Max?|- Yeah. I'd like to see him. Uh, yeah, I guess I-- He's very sweet. You're very lucky. With Amanda, it was fate. With Linda, it's hybris. His drive to find out, and now,|to change her life, to control her. - Yes.|- Danger. Wait. Wait,|I see... danger. Hey, wait a minute. I don't have|any interest in controlling her. I'm doing this for Max's sake. When the kid gets older, inevitably|he's gonna trace his mother. And, you know, I'd be happier... if she was married and a--|a hairdresser, you know, rather than the star|of The Enchanted Pussy. Danger! I see horrible,|horrible danger! - Terrible danger!|- Hey, I can handle myself emotionally. Not emotional danger,|physical danger. I see a bald man.|He has a lead pipe. He's breaking your kneecaps. So, so, uh, what did, uh--|How did Jerry Bender take it... when you said that|the decision was final? You know what?|He was amazing. I thought he'd be upset, but no,|he was very excited and very supportive. No, he's being--|He was absolutely great about it. Anyway, I-I'm calling to say|I can't make dinner tonight. Oh, you're kidding.|It's gonna be great. Everybody in the Madison Square Garden|organization's gonna be there. Look, there's no way|I can get away. The architects are here|and the Dorians are in town from Paris. And, uh, the architects fly back|to Milan tonight. I can't. All right, well.|I'll tell you what. What I'll do is, I'll go home|and I'll put Max to sleep. I'll spend a little time|there and then-- Then-- Oh. Uh, look, let me--|I'm gonna call you back. I got, uh-- I'm gonna call you back.|Oh, geez. - It's just against our policy--|- I understand! - If you wanna wait right here.|- Whatever. - Lenny, there's someone here to see you.|- Lenny! - Uh, yes. Uh, c-c-come in. Come in.|- Lenny! Th-This is Miss Gildersleeve.|She's an acquaintance. You know her? - Gildersleeve?|- Yes, Miss-- Miss Gildersleeve. We're old-- It's okay. It's okay.|I'll be in here. - You don't need anything?|- No, no! I'm fine. - Okay.|- I'm fine. - What are you doing here?|- Lenny? Lenny, I got to talk to you. Ricky threatened to-- to--|to hurt me. He-- - Who's Ricky?|- He takes a percentage of my work. - He's a pimp, right?|- No, he's like a business representative. What do you need a business repre--|You-- You-- All you need is a mattress and a couple of|garter belts. You're not a conglomerate. Lenny, he said he|was going to cut me up... because I told him I didn't|want to work anymore. Well, I think it's a great|idea that you want to phase out. - He has no qualms about killing me.|- Ohh. Listen, we'll call the police.|That's not a big deal. How can I call the police|with my setup? You know, I told you|a thousand times... you're in a hazardous business. So that's what happens.|Now, so-- Don't go outside. I'm not going outside. I thought,|just maybe, if you could talk to him. - Me? What, are you nuts?|- Yeah, because-- Because you're smart and bright|and you got a way with words. I can't talk to him.|I don't even know the guy. Yeah, well, he knows it was your idea|that I get out of the business. So he said he's gonna|kill you too. - He said he was gonna kill me?|- Yeah, 'cause it was your idea. He's gonna cut up my face|and put a bullet between your eyes. Really? Did he--|Did he specify the caliber? Listen, I just thought maybe|you could just reason with him. No, I can't.|I-- Listen, I never told you this, but I got a-- a slight|heart murmur... and right now|it's murmuring "hide." I don't believe you're a coward. Only in actuality.|Um, this is not for me. - Lenny, I need your help.|- No, I'm not a violence person. I-I write about hockey|and boxing and football. You know, this is not my world. Lenny, I do want to quit like you said,|but he said he's not gonna let me! - He's gonna hurt us both. Please!|- Relax, relax. What do you want me to do?|How am I gonna talk to him? - Well, okay. You just--|- I-- You just talk because you're smarter|than he is and stronger than he is. You're a much better man. So just|remember that when you talk to him. He's a little bit intimidating.|He's got a bald head and an earring. - But you'll win. I know you will.|- Jesus, I-- I-- You're a good man, Lenny.|You'll win. Look, in case anything|comes up, I want you to know that I-I'm|type O-positive, okay? Derek, I got the feeling you|came here and obviously moved... into this whole Knick persona. Did you get caught up, maybe,|with a little bit of this Knick, Excuse me. "I gotta be physical,|I gotta be tough," and maybe-- I'm, uh, I'm|Lenny Gildersleeve. I-- I'm a friend of|Linda-- Linda Ash's. And, uh, I thought|that perhaps we could-- See-- What I want to discuss|with you is that... there comes a time in the life|of every young woman, not just Linda, but everyone, that they-- they want to perhaps|make a change in their life. They maybe want to settle down|or explore alternative lifestyles. I don't think you've been a very good|influence on Linda, Mr. Weinrib. Weinrib. Right. So Gildersleeve|is a name I use for business purposes. - I got an investment in Linda.|- No question. I honor that. But--|But by now, she's probably... repaid you tenfold|or twentyfold or-- Don't be so fuckin' sure, 'cause you don't know|what the fuckin' numbers are! That's a point well taken.|Excuse me, you're-- you're-- Excuse me. I-I-I understand what you're saying.|Is that a Pellegrino? Can I-- Because you've|bent my throat now a little bit. And, uh, the windpipe used to|hang straight until this moment. The fuckin' Knicks suck! They need a good shootin' forward. Yes, well, there's gonna|be a three-way trade. I don't know if you guys|heard anything about it. Seattle, Atlanta and|the Knicks are talking. Bullshit. No, no, no. I kid you not.|I know. It's in the air. Yeah? - They're discussing a trade.|- So what do you think about the Nets? - You think the Nets got a chance?|- The Nets? Yes, I do. If they're injury-free,|I think they have a good chance. I like the Nets. I think they're|one or two years away, is all. I would say two or three myself. You see, we have a common interest,|the three of us. - What were we talking about?|- Linda, Linda Ash. Oh, yeah, yeah.|That girl's goin' no place. She walks on me, I'll disfigure her|and I'll fuckin' kill you. See, that's exactly what|Dr. Kleinholtz would call "acting out." Don't tell me how to run|my fuckin' business! I'm not! My girls do|what I tell 'em to do. Far be it for me to advise you. You obviously have a work ethic|that's specific to your needs. That's why you can afford|an establishment like this, you know. You're gonna take that from him? Take it easy. Take it easy. I'm about to have an|out-of-body-experience here. - Show strength.|- Show strength? This guy's gonna put me|into 27 separate Mason jars. The girl was right. They respect strength.|They despise cowardice. Power is all they know.|Stand firm. - Remember brave Achilles.|- Hey, don't get-- Achilles only had an Achilles heel.|I have a full Achilles body. Go on! Look, I'm gonna level with you. I want to discuss|this Linda Ash thing and I-I-- What are you so interested|in Linda for anyway, huh? Are you fuckin' her? No, we have a strictly|platonic relationship. - Yeah?|- It's a good shirt. Well, if you're a friend of hers, don't be putting|stupid ideas in her head. She's liable to get hurt. You too. You're gonna|let him do that to you? Hey, look. Would you do me a favor|and go back to Athens? You gonna let your son's mother remain|a white slave to this two-bit pimp? It-- It's starting|to look that way, isn't it? - You get them Knicks tickets yet?|- No tickets. I tried everywhere. Do you need tickets to the Knicks game?|Because I-- Why? Who do you know? Me? I-I can help you. We want seats on the floor,|next to the movie stars. If you want to discuss a deal with|Linda, I can get you courtside seats. You can't get 'em.|Nobody can get 'em, 'cause I tried. No, I can, though.|I-- I'm a sportswriter. I can get 'em. I'd fuckin' give you my mother|for courtside seats, much less this cheap little whore. That's perfectly put, succinctly put.|I know what point you're making. But if you're tryin' to|fuckin' pull something, Easy. Take it-- I will shoot you and her|through the fuckin' eyeballs! It's silly to haggle over details. Well, I'll get the tickets.|I'll get the tickets, I promise. Then we can discuss Linda. Dad, are you very brave? Am I brave? It's funny|you should ask that question. Who'd win a fight,|you versus Mike Tyson? What? What?|Who would win what? Who'd win a fight,|you versus Mike Tyson? Me versus Mike Tyson?|Who do you think would win? You? There'd be no contest,|you know. He would probably take the early rounds,|but I'd get to him eventually. I'd chase him all over the ring.|It's my style. Always was. On the whole, I think it|will work. Yeah, I think it will. The only thing is, I want the gallery|to be lit from above, so I guess the skylight|will have to be enlarged. - Honey? Bed? Could you?|- Me or him? Him. Please? No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.|I can't do this. I can't. - Why are you fighting this?|- 'Cause I'm married and I have a family. A-And I love Lenny. I love him. So, who are you trying|to convince, you or me? - I got you a present.|- You're kidding. Yeah. For fixing things up|with me and Ricky. - I know he can be really rough.|- That was completely unnecessary. Very sweet,|but completely unnecessary. You didn't want a blow job, so the least|I could do was get you a tie. Good thinking.|That's uh-- Oh! Yes, it's a tie, isn't it? - Would you ever wear anything that bright?|- If the occasion demanded. You know, like if I ever get invited|to the Mardi Gras, I could-- Oh, good. Lenny, do you want|a sandwich? I'm gonna have a sandwich. - No, I'm fine. Thank you.|- Oh, okay. - It's great.|- Good. You know what, Lenny? I couldn't get your son's picture|out of my mind. - Well, he's a very cute kid, you know.|- Yeah. Len? I think I would be|a good mother. I think you'd be a great mother.|You're very affectionate. Yeah? I would like to start over again.|Maybe have a house. That would be nice. It would be great, you know.|I think it'd be fabulous. - And you could do it.|- Yeah? - Yeah.|- The problem is, now, finding the right guy. I need to find somebody|who'll love me, you know. Somebody who'll take care|of me and respect me. Well, I'll keep my eye open. You know, maybe--|maybe-- who knows? The only thing is, Len,|he'd have to be as smart as me. I'm sure there's somebody out there,|you know, that can-- - You'll find an equal somewhere.|- Yeah? And don't worry, Len.|I gave up on you. - M--|- I knew it couldn't be. Let me tell you, at my age,|if I made love with you, they would have to|put me on a resuscitator. Ha. This is Max. - Max.|- This is my kid. - How old are you?|- I'm five. - You're five? You gonna be a fighter?|- Yeah. Max is gonna be|a middleweight when he gets older. He's gonna be a heavyweight,|the way you're carryin' him. I'm gonna teach you how to box, Max.|I'm gonna show you a combination punch. One-five, one-five.|Two, three and four, you're gonna get. - Hey, Ray. This is my kid Max.|- How you doin', Max? Max is gonna be a middleweight|when he gets older. Maybe a heavyweight?|Yeah, I think a heavyweight. - You wanna go hit the bag with me?|- Okay. - Nice kid.|- He's a doll. So, what's with|the Sanchez thing? Is he gonna win that?|Is he training? Is he not training? He can do it. He's in the|best shape of his life. Yeah? The only thing is, you don't know|what these guys do outside the gym. Well, that's the point.|You hear all these stories. He'll be all right. Hey, Kevin, come here. I wanna introduce|you to my friend Lenny Weinrib. He's a sportswriter.|He writes about boxing. How you doin'? - Listen, I'm gonna get warmed up, all right?|- Show us what you can do. - My hand's still a little sore.|- Wrap it up good. You'll be okay. - I don't know that kid.|- This kid can move. He hits good too. Got nice hand speed,|you know? Only thing is, you don't know about|these guys-- sometimes they lack desire. I seen it a million times. I don't know|if he's got the killer instinct. Keeps talkin' about goin' back upstate|where he comes from on an onion farm. He wants to be an onion farmer.|You believe it? That kid's a farmer? He's an onion farmer, yeah. I don't know|how long he's gonna stick around. That's the problem. It's a shame too;|he hits like a fuckin' mule, he's fast! But he wants to quit boxing,|go back and hang out on the farm. You know, retire. And the worst thing of all is,|his girlfriend left him. - She quit on him.|- Really? Took him for everything|he's got. He's a nice, sweet kid,|but between you and I, he ain't got too much upstairs. They're all alike.|Hey, Len, what's the matter with you? Looks like you got somethin'|on your mind. I don't understand. Hey, Bo! This-- This is the left,|and this is the right. - Right?|- Yeah, yeah, Kevin, that's right. Yeah. Bye-bye. - Hi, Lenny. I'm so sorry I'm late.|- It's okay. - It's starting to rain.|- Oh, I don't have an umbrella. I met a guy this afternoon that I think|would be absolutely great for you. - Perfect.|- For me? - Yes. He's young, he's strong, he's healthy.|- What does he do? H-H-He's, you know, like,|dicking around in agriculture. What's wrong with his dick? No, no, no, he's a farmer.|The guy's a farmer. - You met a farmer?|- Yeah, an onion farmer. It's great. - Where?|- At the gym. What the hell is an onion farmer|doing at the gym? He's-- He's f-finishing a-a-a|very productive career as a boxer. A boxer? Oh, Lenny. No, he's-- Look, he doesn't|want to be a boxer anymore. H-He's-- He wants to meet|the right girl and be a farmer. Don't look at me. He's per-- His brother has|a big onion farm upstate. And just think of it, you know!? It'd be so great. A small town, and you're-- y-you're|hairdressing and, and raising kids. What small town? - Wampsville.|- Where? Wampsville.|It's an old Indian name. I-I-It's a place rich|in American heritage. Are you off|your fucking rocker? I'm gonna go marry an onion farmer|and do hair in Wimpsville? Wampsville, not Wimpsville. It's so perfect.|He's a nice, sweet guy. Oh, come on. Forget it. He's perfect, though.|He's bright-- You'll think he's bright. - He is a fucking onion farmer.|- That's okay. He's a nice kid.|More important, he's honest and decent. And don't offer to give him a blow job|in the first five minutes, - 'cause he thinks you're a hairdresser.|- You lied? - I--|- You shouldn't lie. Just do what I'm telling you.|Just listen to me for once. Oh, no, no, no.|I'm off the girls, Lenny. I mean, the last girl I was with|she cheated me out of all my dough, man. I'm telling you, this is a nice kid,|Kevin. She's nice. - This the hairdresser you told me about?|- This is the hairdresser. I gave you a big buildup. This girl could have her pick|of any guy she wants. - I said good things about you.|- What'd you tell her? I told her you were handsome,|a good-looking guy; that you're a great athlete;|that you're gifted, bright. Well, you didn't lie. Would I lie? Of course not. You told her I could fight? I told her, but|what touches her heart... is that you want|to be a farmer. This is a girl that has a love|of the soil, I promise you. Onions. Onions.|My brother's got an onion farm. I wanna go back up there 'cause I|wanna get the hell outta this city. That's perfect! You mention onions|to Linda, she goes crazy! She goes nuts, you say "onion." You say "onion" to Linda,|the girl is just-- All right, all right,|all right, all right, all right. That's her name?|Linda? Linda. It's a pretty name.|What are you so, so, so standoffish-- - Is that with an "E-R" or a "U-R"?|- Is what with an "E-R" or-- - "Linder"?|- Linda. Linda with an "A." Linda. She's a great kid. And she's a substantial woman. This is not a dumb girl. This girl has got a PhD in-in-in...|root and follicle culture. - And she's pretty, right?|- To die. She's to die. 'Cause that's important.|'Cause I've been stung. The last girl I was with|drove me up the wall, man. - She made my stomach sick to the stomach.|- Linda is church people. - That's what I want. I want a church girl.|- She's great. I want a nice church girl; I don't want one of these|fast New York sluts. I want a nice, homely girl who likes to raise a family and|dogs and all that kind of thing. Can I say two words to you?|Can I say two words? Butter churn. Okay? Butter churn.|This is a pioneer girl. This is a girl who is practically,|incidentally, a virgin. What do you mean,|"practically"? I wanna level with you-- sh-she's slept|with one or two guys in her life. An old college professor... a-a-and her childhood|sweetheart. But both of them were killed|in combat for their nation. - It's a sad story.|- A professor got killed in combat? Humanities regiment. You know, they were the first ones|to land at Anzio. I'm telling you-- You said she was an actress?|She's been in some films? - She's had a couple of good roles, yeah.|- She's ever been in anything I seen? Hey-- You didn't see|Schindler's List? No, no, no-- T-That was-- That was--|That was the one with the Jews and, um-- - Who were the bad guys?|- The blond guys were the Nazis. - They were tough motherfuckers.|- Yeah, all right. I'm telling you, this is a good girl.|She's wonderful. He's playing God. It would be nice|if he could bring this off. It's hubris! He spent a lot of time|preparing her. Listen, have you, uh-- given any more thought|to what we discussed? Yeah. Yeah, I did. I mean-- Look, the problem is, I don't|know how I feel anymore; I'm confused. - I--|- Listen, Amanda, I love you. Yeah? You're never gonna be able to forgive|yourself if you don't give it a try. Kevin. This is Linda.|Linda, this is, uh-- This is Kevin. - How you doin'?|- Hi. So... I'll go and-- I just wanted to|bring you guys together, you know. You know, you could|maybe stick around, maybe. You know, we could|go out or somethin'. - Yeah.|- No, no. I'm completely superfluous. Oh, you don't feel good? No, I'm superfluous.|I'm completely unnecessary. You guys can have a great time|and I'll-- I got stuff to do, you know. - I got these for you.|- What are these, daisies? That's great. That's nice. Yeah-- Ye-- Yeah. I thought you said|that he was a farmer. Well, he is-- He's a farmer. I know they're not onions.|They're not onions. Daisies make me sneeze, Lenny. Come here a minute.|Excuse us one second. They're beautiful flowers. Tell him that they're beautiful|and enjoy yourself. - I could hold the flowers.|- I know, but they just make me sneeze. She sneezes with flowers. That's good luck!|It's good luck if you sneeze. I'll hold the flowers. - Thanks.|- Go ahead, have fun. I'll see you guys. I'm gonna go. Take care. So, y-- you're pretty. Uh-- He's...|tellin' the truth. - You're really...|- Oh. Pretty. - Thanks. You're not so bad yourself.|- Yeah, I know. I bet you're hung|like a horse. - Yeah, I can ride a horse.|- Yeah? You know, my brother's got a farm,|you know. I love animals. I like animals. He's got a farm up there|with the ducks and the pigs and, um-- Oh, yeah.|In Wisconsin. Wampsville. I had 16 fights and|I won them all but 12. - Oh, I'm impressed.|- Yeah. How long were you doin' hair? Well, I'm just getting started now. That's right, 'cause you were|doin' the acting, right? - Yeah.|- That's right. I didn't get to see Schindler's List. Me neither. But what were some of the other films|you were in? Well, I did|The Enchanted, uh-- - Salad.|- The Enchanted Salad? What was that about?|Is it good? Yeah, it was really good.|It was about a waitress. Yeah. - I had a really good time with you tonight.|- Did you? - Yeah.|- Really? Me too. Yeah, you're really good|at arcade games, you know. Well, I used to date|a pinball champ, not for nothing. Pinball ch-- Was it, like,|a serious relationship? Well, we were getting engaged,|but then two guys strangled him. - You know what I like in a woman?|- What? I like, like, um,|an old-fashioned girl, you know, like my-my mom. You know, like, a girl who likes|to take care of the house and cook and clean, you know... and doesn't mind, you know,|walkin' the dogs and, you know, doin' the lawn and|that kind of thing. You know what I mean?|That's like my mom. Yeah. What do you like in a man? I like a guy|who has a good job, who treats me nice|and, um-- Well, who's kinda|built like you. Doesn't have to stuff a sock|in his jock to look good. - You know what my dream is?|- What? I'm in a field, right? And, like, this hawk comes... and picks me up|in his beak, right? And then flies me, like, all over|the world so I see everything. And then, like, he flies me|out of the country... and, like, we go up to|the north pole and he drops me... in the snow. And I'm just layin' there... naked. What's your dream? My dream is that somebody would come|along and think that I was special, that, you know-- that they'd wanna|come and change my life for me. That's my dream. You could have that. - You think?|- Yeah, I think. You could definitely|have that, a pretty girl like you. So, you think, um, I'm gonna get to see you|again, Linda, or what? Do you want to? A lot. I want to a lot. Me too. True love.|As refreshing as spring. They kissed good night. And saw each other|the very next night, and the next. Hold it, everybody.|Something's coming in. - A bulletin!|- Uh-oh. Here comes Miss Party Pooper. Tiresias, the blind seer|of Thebes. - I have a vision of him and Weinrib.|- Where? Wait. The Acropolis. Oh, Weinrib. I saw your wife. - Amanda.|- You know me? Yeah. I saw her.|She was workin' late at the gallery. And with her was this,|uh, Jerry Bender guy. Well, that's nothing. She works|with Jerry Bender. Nothing unusual. - You didn't let me finish.|- Go on. Uh, they spoke in|intimate tones... and then, uh, Bender rose|and laid a big wet one on her. - A big we-- Bender kissed Amanda?|- That's what I'm tellin' ya. Hey, you must've known somethin'|was going on for a while, huh? Yeah, I always thought|that Bender had eyes for her. Now he's got eyes and hands. Jesus-- Well, Amanda|didn't respond, did she? No. She just opened her mouth|very wide and stuck her tongue out... as far as it was|humanly possible to go. Jeez--|Are you sure? Well, hey-- Does the Trojan horse|have a wooden dick? And then she, she pushed|her abdomen against his. All right, all right! I got the picture!|I knew it! I always suspected. Ah, it's somethin' you|don't wanna know, but you hadda be blind not to see it. - Yeah. Oh, God. I'm gonna confront her.|- Oh, no, not in front of Max! No, Max-- Max has got a sleep-over date|at his friend's house. No. I knew it. Down deep, I knew it. Uh, thanks, Weinrib.|Thanks. Ah, thank you.|God bless you. Oh, my God!|It's more serious than we thought! It's very serious.|Her marriage to Lenny is in crisis. With the passage of time,|even the strongest bonds become fragile. Great, fellas.|It sounds like a fortune cookie. O Zeus, most potent of gods! We implore thee!|We need your help! Zeus! Great Zeus!|Hear us! Hear us! We call out to thee! Um, this is Zeus.|I'm not home right now. But you can leave a message|and I'll get back to you. Please start speaking at the tone. Call us when you get in!|We need help! God, I think I should move out. I-I-I can't understand this.|Wh-Wh-- This is so radical. No, 'cause I can't cheat. - Jerry Bender's in love with me.|- This is crazy. And what are you telling me,|that you're in love with him, you're in love with Jerry Bender? I don't know.|I-- I gotta find out. What do you mean,|"you don't know"? I don't know! What do you mean|"you don't know"? Are you in love with him or not? Anyway, Lenny, let's face it--|things have changed between us. But we can fix things. And what about Max?|You know, Max-- He'll be okay. Maybe it will be better|for him with us apart... instead of together and|arguing all of the time. That's crazy. I just think that's crazy. Well, I-- I can't|have this conversation. I-- This is too crazy. I'm-- - Where are you going?|- I'm going out. I have to think. I have to get|my thoughts together. - I been waitin' for you, man.|- Kevin, leave me alone. - I'm in a very, very bad mood.|- You're in a very bad mood? How the hell could you do this to me? How could you set me up|with this stupid girl, man? What are you talking about?|Whats wrong with you? What am I talking about!? What's wrong w--|You didn't tell me she was a hooker... and that she did porno films and had sex|with hundreds and hundreds of men... and women and who the hell|knows what else! I--you know,|I thought it would prejudice you. What? How did you find out? I-I call my friends up and I tell 'em,|you know, I got this girl that I wanna marry and,|you know, They have me over for|a few drinks and a party and my friend Ray|puts in this sexy video. But I'm not really|into pornography, you know. I look upon the screen and this|actress is up there: Judy Cum. Kevin, I told you she had|dramatic aspirations. I flew off the handle. Oh, Christ. I thought you|were a broad-minded guy. I came over here and she confessed|to everything, and then I-- and I hit her. - You hit her? You hi--|- I was gonna break your neck, man! - I don't believe this. You hit her?|- I don't believe this! - You hit her? For Christ's--|- A little bit. God. I called my mother.|I was upset, you know, so then she says|I should come home. So I'm gonna get the hell|outta this place, man. I don't understand you. You're a broad-minded guy. People change.|You gonna hold her past against her? - Yeah, I'm gonna-- A porno star!|- You love her, she loves you! - What are you talking about?|- Forget it, man. It's over. I told you from day one|the girl was not a virgin. You didn't tell me|how many times though! - Thanks for nothin', Lenny, man.|- Kevin! Nah, man! He hit me. I know, I-- I ran into him|downstairs and he-- Oh, Jesus, look at you. God, does it feel terrible? No, not really. Just my ulcer. Your ulcer? Well, you know,|you shouldn't be drinking. That's the worst--|Oh, God, look at that. Boy. Remember you once said|we were a couple of losers? Yeah. Well, I think|that's definitely true. Why? What happened to you? Amanda left me. Oh. I'm sorry, Lenny. Would you like a drink? No. What's, uh-- What's--|What's the matter? I-- I don't know. Was she great?|You can tell me. Was she--|Was she great in bed? A woman with all that experience. I don't know. I just know that suddenly|I really miss Amanda. But wait!|See who approaches! There you are!|Where have you been? I've been looking for you all over. I was just out drinking|and thinking about everything. Oh, Lenny, I'm sorry. I, uh-- I was up all night|thinking how much I hurt you... and how much|I'd messed us up for good, and the thought|of not being with you. I love you. I don't love Jerry at all. We have to put things right,|whatever has to be done. And as for Linda, she drove upstate to Wampsville|and pleaded with Kevin to take her back... but to no avail. Anyway, on the way home she was|distraught and felt life held no hope... when-- talk about|a deus ex machina-- So we just had a stabilizing problem|and the thing got a little off balance. And then the radio went glitchy, so I just need to get down|and use a phone. And thank you very much,|by the way, for stopping. My name's Don. And so Linda married. To a wonderful man who was not uptight|and repressed and accepted her... and even laughed at wild tales|of her promiscuous background. And so our little|Greek drama comes to-- Wait, wait, wait.|There's more. What more, Tiresias,|blind seer of Thebes? Tell 'em just to|call me Tiresias, will ya? The handicapped|are always cranky. On that night,|Lenny Weinrib and Linda did make love, like he was Zeus and she|was Aphrodite with an aphrodisiac. Get to the point! The point is, Linda did,|that night, conceive a child. No! Yes. She became pregnant|with Lenny's child. But not wanting to complicate his life|with Amanda, she never told him. Instead she went off|with her new husband, who stood behind her loyally as she|gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Lenny never saw Linda again. And then, one fall day in New York... We can look around the whole store|if you'd like. - Lenny!|- I don't believe this! Wh-- - Hi.|- What are you doing here? - I-I--|- I'm stunned! What happened to you? I-I'm living in Connecticut. I'm married and my husband Don|is a helicopter pilot. You're kidding! Where did you go?|I searched every place for you. It's like you vanished|off the face of the earth. Well, we had our moment. But I knew you would be|back with Amanda. I can't b-- That's super. S-So y-you're married and--|This is yours? Yes! Look at her. Oh, God, she's adorable. She's adorable.|Very, very-- And is-- Is that Max? This is Max. This is Max. - Hello.|- Max, say hello. This is a friend. - Hi, I'm Linda.|- How do you do? Nice to m--|What a handsome boy. Amanda must be very beautiful. And she's-- You've gotta have|a very handsome husband, 'cause she has a great face. I'm stunned.|I don't know what to say. I'm, I'm-- - Lenny, it's so great to see you.|- You too. You're okay? Everything-- Yeah. I'm really good. Thank you for everything. Oh-- I-I--|I'm speechless. I-I-- I gotta go.|I'm sorry. I'm gonna be late. - It was great to see you.|- It was great to see you. Great. But they have each other's child. And they don't know. Yes. Yes. Isn't life ironic? Life is unbelievable. Miraculous. Sad.|Wonderful. Yes, this is all true! And that's why we say:

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The other day I walked into the supermarket to buy a box of Kleenex. I was faced with a variety of colors, textures, box designs, and even the option of aloe. All these features designed for a product to blow my nose into! Selection wasn't limited to the Kleenex section, either…I found abundance in every aisle. We seem to always want more - more choices, more variety, more time. In fact, even the word "supermarket" implies a desire for more than just a simple market. No longer just a place to buy food, the supermarket has become a place to cash a check, buy a birthday card, or pick up some tulip bulbs. These new extras are all centered on the idea of convenience. We all hope to find a few extra moments in our days, so supermarkets offer us a way to save time. I'll be the first to admit that buying three things at the same store is nicer than driving across town. Saving time can definitely be a good thing. Variety is another "more" I found on my trip to the supermarket. In the refrigerator case alone I found over thirty kinds of cheese. ...

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I hope you're not spending.your birthday alone. - I'm not alone..- I don't count. - Why not?.- I'm your old man. Go out with friends. - Yeah, right..- Aren't your friends taking you out? - Nope..- Why not? For your friends to take you out, you have.to have friends. Funny how that works. You have friends. What about that.cute blonde? Lives over on Ellis Avenue. - You used to spend every minute together..- Christie Jacobson? Christie Jacobson. - That was in third grade, Dad..- Oh. Last time I saw her was in a sandbox. What about Claire? She's not my friend..She's my sister. And she's in New York..And I don't like her. I thought she was coming in. Not till tomorrow. My advice if you can't sleep.is to sit down and do some mathematics. - Please!.- We could do some together, the old way. Can't think of anything worse. - Line by line, out loud..- Sure you don't want any? You better get cracking. By the time I was.your age, I had already done my best work. - How old were you?.- Hmm? When it started. What? You know, when... you got sick. Uh... - 26, 27. Is that what you're worried about?.- I've thought about it. Just because I went bughouse doesn't.mean you will. It's not strictly hereditary. Listen to me. Life changes fast in your 20s,.and it shakes you up. You're down, you've had a lousy couple of.years. No one knows that better than me. - You're gonna be OK..- I am? Yes. I promise you. The simple fact that we can.talk about this together is a good sign. - A good sign?.- Yeah. How could it be a good sign? Because crazy people don't sit around.wondering if they're nuts. - They don't?.- No. They've got better things to do. Take it from me. A very good sign that you're crazy is an.inability to ask the question, "Am I crazy?" Even if the answer is yes? Crazy people don't ask, you see? Huh. What do you say? Let's call it a night..You can go up and get some sleep. - Then in the morning....- Wait. - What's the matter?.- It doesn't make sense. - Sure it does..- No. - Where's the problem?.- The problem is... - You are crazy..- So? So you said a crazy person.would never admit that. Ah. I see. So? - It's a point..- So how can you admit it? Well, because... I'm also dead. Aren't I? - You died a week ago..- Aneurysm. 63 years old. The funeral's tomorrow. Sorry. - Did I... Did I hurt you?.- No. It's OK. Good. Mr. Dobbs, you gonna stand there forever? This is my daughter Catherine. - Hi..- Hi. Mr. Dobbs is in our infinite program. As he approaches completion.of his dissertation, time approaches infinity. - Catherine?.- What? I'm sorry. I just wanted to say.I'm done for the night. Good. - Champagne, huh?.- Yes. - Celebrating?.- Do you want some? - Sure..- I'm done. You can take the rest with you. Oh. Um... - No, thanks..- Take it. I'm done. No. I'm driving. Um... - I'll let myself out..- Good. - When should I come back?.- Come back? Yeah. I'm no way near finished..Maybe tomorrow? We have a funeral tomorrow. You're right. I'm sorry..I was going to attend, if that's all right. Sure. What about Sunday?.Will you be around? You've had three days. I know you don't need.anybody in your hair, but someone's got.to go through your dad's stuff. - There's nothing up there..- There are 103 notebooks. He was a graphomaniac, Harold..Do you know what that is? He wrote compulsively..Call me Hal. It's like a monkey at a typewriter..103 notebooks full of bullshit. I'm prepared to look at every page..Are you? No. I'm not crazy. Well, I'm gonna be late. Some friends of mine are in this band. They're playing in a bar on Diversey,.way down the bill, around 2:30. - I said I'd be there..- Great. They're all in the math department..They're good. They have this song called "i.".You'd like it. Lowercase i. They just stand there..They don't play anything for three minutes. Imaginary number? It's a math joke..You see why they're way down the bill. That's a long drive.to see some nerds in a band. I hate when people say that..It's not really that long of a drive. - So they are nerds..- Oh, they're raging geeks. But they're geeks.who can dress themselves and hold down a job at a major university. Some of them have switched.from glasses to contacts. They play sports. They play in a band..They get laid surprisingly often. So it makes you kind of question.the whole set of terms: "Geek," "nerd," "wonk,"."Dilbert," "paste-eater." - You're in this band, aren't you?.- OK, yes. I play the drums. You wanna come?.I never sing. I swear to God. - No, thanks..- All right, look. Catherine. - Monday. What do you say?.- Don't you have a job? - A full teaching load plus my own work..- Plus band practice. - Plus I teach hockey to ten-year-olds..- You make me sick. I don't have time to do this,.but I have to if you'll let me. I loved your dad, and I don't believe.a mind like his can just shut down. He had lucid moments, a lucid year,.a whole year three years ago. - Sorry..- Look, let me... - Wait. You're 27, right?.- How old are you? - Doesn't matter..- How old are you? I'm 26. When your dad.was younger than both of us, he made major contributions to three fields: - Game theory, algebraic geometry....- Don't lecture me. If I came up with a tenth.of the shit your dad produced, I could write my ticket.to any math department in the country. Give me your backpack. Why? - Because I wanna look inside it..- What? - Open it up and give it to me..- Come on. - You're not taking anything out of here..- I wouldn't. You're hoping to find something.you can publish? - Sure..- Then you can write your own ticket? What? No, it would be.under your dad's name, for your dad. - You have something in that backpack..- What...? - Give it to me!.- Look, you're being a little paranoid. Just because I'm paranoid.doesn't mean there isn't something in... You said yourself that there was.nothing up there, didn't you? Didn't you? - Yes..- So what would I take, right? You're right. Thank you. Oh, what the hell...? This isn't an airport. You can come back. The University Health Service.is very good. I'm fine. Also... exercise is great. I go running along the lake.a couple mornings a week. It clears my head..It's not too cold yet. If you wanted to,.I could pick you up. No, thanks. All right. Well, I'm gonna be.late for the show. I'd better go. Good night. - Wait. You forgot your jacket..- Oh, no, you... I'm paranoid?.You think I should go jogging? - Just hold on..- Get out. Get the hell out of my house! Let me explain..I wanna show you something. - Give it back..- Wait... - I'm calling the police..- What? Don't. Look, I borrowed the book, all right? 'Cause I found something your father.wrote. Not math. Just something he wrote. - I'd like to report a robbery..- Put the phone down. - A robbery..- It's about you. - He's in the house right now!.- Here's your name. - I'm at 4655 South....- "Catherine," see? "Catherine." South... "Not a bad day..Some good news from Catherine." I'm not sure what that meant..I thought you might. - When did he write this?.- Ma'am? Three years ago. "Machinery's not working.yet, but there's cause for optimism." The machinery is what he called his mind,.his ability to do mathematics. I know. "Talking with students helps,.so does riding in buses. "Most of all Cathy. "Her refusal to let me be institutionalized,.caring for me herself, "has certainly saved my life. "Made writing this possible. "Made it possible.to imagine doing math again. "Where does her strength come from? "I can never repay her..Today is her birthday. "She is 24..I'm taking her to dinner." So what are we going.to do on your birthday? - Dad....- Let's get the hell out of this neighborhood. Let's go to the North side or Chinatown..Greektown. I don't know what's good. - Dad?.- Hmm? I'm going to school. When? I'm gonna start at Northwestern.at the end of the month. Northwestern? I shouldn't have tried to sneak it out. I know.it sounds stupid, but I was gonna wrap it. Happy birthday. What's wrong with Chicago? You still teach there. I'm sorry. That is too weird,.me taking classes in your department. - It's a long drive..- It's not that long. It's half an hour. Still, twice a day. Dad. I'd live there. You'd actually want.to live in Evanston? I'd still be close..I can come home whenever you want. Look... You've been well. You've been really well.for almost seven months now. I don't think you need me here.every minute of the day. - Yes?.- Someone here call the police? No, honey. I think we should put the aqua plates.on the registry and the brown couch. Your mother wants to buy us.a substantial piece of furniture, and that's the biggest thing that I could find.that will fit in our apartment. Well, then, don't worry about it, honey..I'll be home by tomorrow night. Yeah, let's just get through today first..Hold on a second. Hi! Huh? Um... I don't know..She didn't pick up when I called. Hopefully better than yesterday. First thing I'm gonna do is throw her into.the shower and get her out in the sun. - Better. Much..- Thanks. - You feel better?.- Yep. You look a million times better. - Have some coffee..- OK. - No. Black..- Have a little milk. - Have a banana..- No. Thank you. Good thing I brought food..There is nothing in the house. I've been meaning to go shopping. - Do you want a bagel?.- No. I hate breakfast. - Coffee..- Still making those lists, huh? It's... It's a compulsion. Do you ever cheat and tick off something.you haven't actually done yet? Well, I would only be cheating myself. Right. Did you use that.conditioner I brought you? - No. Shit. I forgot..- Well, it's my favorite. You'll love it, Katie..I want you to try it. - I'll try it next time..- You'll like it. It has jojoba. What is jojoba? It's something they put in.for healthy hair. - Hair is dead..- What? It's... It's dead tissue..You can't make it healthy. - Whatever. It's good for your hair..- Like what? A chemical? - No. It's organic..- It can be organic and still be a chemical. - I don't know what it is..- Heard of organic chemistry? It makes my hair look,.smell and feel good, and that is the extent.of my information about it. You might like it.if you decide to use it. Thanks. I'll try it. If you don't have anything to wear for.today, we could go shopping downtown. OK. It'll be fun..My birthday present. Great. Is there anything else you need? No. I'm cool. - Anything at all while I'm here?.- Uh-uh. I thought we'd have.some people over tonight. If you're feeling OK. We are burying Dad this afternoon. You have to have something..People expect it. And it's the only time I can see.any old Chicago friends. It'll be nice. I think Dad would've.wanted us to have a good time. It's a funeral, but we don't.have to be completely grim about it. - Mitch says hi..- Hi, Mitch. He sends you his love..I told him you would see him soon, and... - We're getting married..- No shit. - Yes. We just decided..- Yikes. Yes. - Oh. When?.- In January. You know, his job is great. I just got promoted. Huh. - You will come?.- Yeah. Sure. In January? I mean, it's not like I have.to check my schedule or anything. Sure. - Do you know what you wanna do now?.- No. - Do you wanna stay in Chicago?.- I don't know. - Do you wanna go back to school?.- I haven't thought about it. Well, there's a lot to think about. - How do you feel?.- Physically? Great. Except my hair seems unhealthy..I wish there was something... - Come on, Catherine..- What is the point of all these questions? Katie, some police officers came by.while you were in the shower. Yeah? They said they were checking up on things.and wanted to see how everything was. That was nice of them..What about this? They said they responded to a call.last night and came to the house. Yeah? - Did you call the police last night?.- Yeah. Why? Because I thought.the house was being robbed. - But it wasn't?.- No. I changed my mind. The police told me you seemed.disoriented and abusive. These guys were assholes, Claire. - They seemed perfectly nice..- They wouldn't leave. They wanted me to, like, fill out a report. Were you abusive? This one cop kept spitting on me.when he talked. It was disgusting. Did you use the word "dickhead"? I don't remember. Did you tell one cop to go....have sex with the other cop's mother? No. - That's what they said..- Not with that phrasing. - Did you strike one of them?.- They were trying to come into the house. - Oh, my God..- No! I might have pushed him a little. - They said you seemed disturbed..- They were trying to search my house! - You called them..- Yes. But I didn't actually want them to come. So why did you call? Because I was trying.to get this guy out of the house. - What is this man's name?.- Hal. Harold. Harold Dobbs. Because the police said.that you were the only person there. - Because he left before they got there..- With the notebooks? No, Claire, don't be stupid..There are over a hundred notebooks. He was only stealing one..But he was stealing it to give it back to me. So I let him go so he could play with his.band on the north side. What about this? - His band?.- He was late. He wanted me to come with him..I was like, "Yeah, right." Is Harold Dobbs your boyfriend? No. - Are you sleeping with him?.- Ew! No. He's a math geek. And he's in a band?.A rock band? No. A marching band..He plays trombone. Yes. A rock band. - What is the name of this band?.- How should I know? Harold Dobbs didn't tell you.the name of his rock band? No. Well, is Harold Dobbs...? - Stop saying "Harold Dobbs.".- Is this person...? - Harold Dobbs exists..- I'm sure he does. He's a mathematician at.the University of Chicago. Call the freaking math department. Mitch has become.an excellent cook. It's like his hobby now. He buys all these gadgets: Garlic press, olive oil sprayer. Every night there's something new. The other day he made vegetarian chili. What are you talking about? Stay with us for a while. I'm OK here. Chicago is dead..New York is so much more fun. Well, the fun thing is not really.where my head's at at the moment. - You look so tired..- I am. - I just think you could use some downtime..- Downtime? Katie, please, you've had a hard time. - I'm perfectly OK..- I think you're upset and exhausted. I was fine until you got here. Wait. Catherine! Who is that? Harold Dobbs! Hi. OK? I really don't need this, Claire. I'm fine, you know. I'm totally fine. And then.you show up here with these questions. Like, "Are you OK?" with that.soothing tone of voice. And... Oh. The poor policemen. I think.the policemen can handle themselves. And bagels and bananas and jojoba. And "Come to New York.".And vegetarian chili! I mean, it really pisses me off,.so just save it. - I'm Claire. I'm Catherine's sister..- Oh, hi. Hal. Nice to meet you. So he had to go back.and fix the paper in galleys. He pretty much held it.together with baling wire. This is a man who,.back in the UK, at the age of 22, basically invented the mathematical.techniques for studying rational behavior and gave the astrophysicists plenty.to think about when he came over here. Men like Robert Llewellyn.come into the world very rarely. And we will miss the man....intensely. But... the work will endure. I'm not on the program. Wow. I can't believe how many people are here..I never knew he had this many friends. Where have you all been.for the last five years? I guess to you guys.he was already dead, right? I mean, what's a great man.without his greatness? Just some old guy. So you probably wanna catch up.on what you missed out on. Um... He used to read all day..He kept demanding more and more books. I was getting them out of the library.by the carload. There were hundreds. And then one day I realized.he wasn't reading. He believed aliens.were sending him messages through the Dewey decimal numbers.in the books. He was trying to work out the code. He used to shuffle around in his slippers. He talked to himself. He stank. I had to make sure he bathed,.which was embarrassing. Then he started writing.19, 20 hours a day. I got him this huge case of notebooks..He used every one. I dropped out of school. You see, he was convinced that... he was writing the most beautiful,.elegant proofs. Proofs like music. I'm glad he's dead. Catherine..Catherine. Catherine. Don't call the cops. I can't believe I just said that. No, it definitely pushed the envelope. - I think I need to go home..- Then I'll drive you. No, that's OK..I'm gonna walk. It's a long walk. Thanks. Their day care is excellent..We're starting to apply for preschools now, which locks you into a commitment. It does? - Yeah..- Yeah. - Do you ever miss Chicago?.- No. I mean, uh... Um... - No..- You have the house now, though. You and Mitch should move back.and fix it up. You look great. Claire gave it to me. I... I like it. It doesn't really fit. Sure it does. You can't prove it. Well, I can try and disprove the opposite. I can prove that it doesn't not fit. How? I could take a vote. To your old man..Hell of a guy. Thank you. Too bad he went nuts. Hell of a guy anyway. - What do you do?.- I'm a currency analyst. I probably inherited.one thousandth of my father's talent. - Are you a mathematician?.- Ooh. Christ, no. Theoretical phys-physics. - To the physicists..- Drink up. When do you think they'll leave? No way to know..Mathematicians are insane. I went to this conference in Toronto last fall..I have never been so exhausted in my life. 48 straight hours of.partying, drinking, drugs, papers, lectures. - Drugs?.- Amphetamines mostly. I don't. Some older guys, they're hooked..They think they need it. Why? There's this fear that your creativity peaks.around 23, then it's all downhill from there. That's what my dad thought. I guess all the really original work,.it's... all young guys. - Young guys?.- No, there are some women. Really? Who? There's a woman at Stanford..I can't remember her name. Sophie Germain? Yeah. I think I've seen her at meetings,.but I don't think I've ever met her. She was born in Paris in 1776. Then I've definitely never met her. Ah, I'm... Sophie Germain. - I'm stupid. Germain primes..- Right. Double them, add one,.you get another prime. Like two is prime,.double plus one is five, also prime. Right. Or 92,305 times two.to the 16,998th plus one. Right. That's the biggest one,.the biggest known one. Coming through! Oh, what the hell are they doing here? OK. Now we'd like to play a song.in tribute to a great man, a great mathematician. It's called "i." One, two, one, two, three... You're probably right..That book I stole? I'm starting to think it's the only lucid one,.and there's no math in it. No. I mean, I'll keep reading, but if I can't find anything.in the next couple of days... Back to the hockey rink? Yep. And your own research. Such as it is. What's wrong with it? The big ideas aren't there. Well, it's not about big ideas..It's... It's work. You got to chip away at a problem. - That's not what your dad did..- I think it was, in a way. I mean, he'd attack a problem from the.side, you know, from some weird angle. Sneak up on it, grind away at it. I don't know. I don't know. I'm just guessing. I enjoy teaching. - You might come up with something..- It's not gonna happen. I'm 26. Remember the downward slope? - Have you tried speed? I heard it helps..- Yeah. So... This is my room. Wow. You read a lot of math. No. I read Cosmo..That's just window dressing. You're a mysterious person, Catherine..You know that? You want a drink? I'm OK. We never got.to celebrate your birthday. OK. Um... I'm sorry. I just....I'm a little drunk. It's OK. I'm a little out of practice. I always liked you. - You did?.- But then I thought: "You don't flirt.with your doctoral adviser's daughter." Especially when your adviser's crazy? Especially then. I saw you at my dad's office once..Do you remember? I can't believe you remember that. I remember you. I thought that you seemed... not boring. Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, I feel like.I'm gonna crack open like... Like what? An egg. Or one of those really.smelly French cheeses that ooze out everywhere.when you cut them. Nice. Catherine. How long have you been up? A while. Is your sister up? No. Her flight leaves in a couple of hours..I should probably wake her. Let her sleep..She did some serious drinking with the theoretical physicists last night. I'll make her some coffee.when she gets up. Sunday mornings I usually go out,.get the paper, have some breakfast. OK. Do you wanna come? Oh. Well, I should probably stick around.until Claire leaves. OK. Do you mind if I stay? No. You can work if you want. All right. - Should I?.- You can if you want to. - Do you want me to go?.- Do you wanna go? - I wanna stay here with you..- Oh. Wanna spend the day with you,.if at all possible. I wanna spend.as much time with you as I can, unless I'm coming on way too strong.and scaring you, in which case.I'll begin back-pedaling immediately. How embarrassing is it if I say.last night was wonderful? It's only embarrassing.if I don't agree. So? Don't be embarrassed. What? Here. The drawer in the desk.in my dad's office. What's in there? Now? - Good morning..- Please, don't yell. Please. - Are you all right?.- No. - Theoretical physicists..- What happened? Thanks a lot for.leaving me alone with them. That band. Yeah. - They were terrible..- They were OK. They had fun, I think. Well, as long as everybody had fun..Your dress turned out all right. - I love it..- You do? Yeah. It's wonderful. - I was surprised you even wore it..- I love it, Claire. Thanks. You're welcome..Well, you're in a good mood. - Should I not be?.- Are you kidding? No, I'm thrilled. It's just... I... Hold on a second, Katie..I just... - I'm leaving soon, and....- I know. You said. I would still like you.to come to New York. Yes. January. I would like you to move to New York. Move? You could stay with me and Mitch at first,.and then you could get your own place. I've already scouted some apartments.for you. Really cute places. What would I do in New York? You could do whatever you want. You.could work. You could go back to school. I don't know, Claire,.this is pretty major. I realize that. I know you mean well, OK? Well, to be honest,.you were right yesterday. It's been a pretty weird couple of years, and I think I'd just like to take some time.and figure things out. But it would be much easier for me to get.you set up in an apartment in New York. I don't need an apartment..I'll stay in the house. We're selling the house. What? I'm hoping to do the paperwork this week..I know that seems sudden. No one was here looking at the place..Who are you selling it to? The university..They've wanted it back for years. I live here. Come to New York..We'll have so much fun. - I don't believe this..- It would be so good. You deserve a change. This would be.a whole new adventure for you. - Why are you doing this?.- I want to help. By kicking me out of my house? - This is my house, too..- Please! You haven't lived here for years. I know that. You were on your own. I really.regret that, Katie. And now I want to help. You wanna help now? Yes. Dad is dead. - I know..- He's dead. Now that he's dead, you fly in for.the weekend and decide you wanna help? You're late. Where have you been?.Where were you five years ago? - I was working..- I was here. I lived with him alone. I was working 14-hour days. I paid off the mortgage on this house while.living in a studio apartment in Brooklyn. You had a life..You got to finish school. - You could've finished school..- How? I told you a million times.to do anything you wanted. - And what about Dad?.- He was ill. He should've been in a full-time.professional care situation. He didn't belong in the nuthouse. - He might have been better off..- He needed to be here in his own house, near everything.that made him happy. Maybe. Or maybe some real professional care.would have done him more good than rattling around in this mausoleum.with you looking after him. What about his remission? Three years.ago, he was healthy for almost a year. - Then he went downhill again..- He might have been worse in a hospital. He might have been better..Did he ever do any work again? - No..- No. And you might have been better. Better... than what? You had so much talent. You think I'm like Dad. I think you have some of his talent and some of his tendency.toward instability. Claire. In addition to the cute apartments.that you've scouted for me in New York, have you by any chance devoted.some of your considerable energies towards scouting out another type of living.facility for your bughouse little sister? No. Absolutely not..That is not what this is about. Don't lie to me, Claire. - The resources that I've investigated....- My God. If you wanted. All I'm saying is, the doctors.and the people in New York are the best. - Jesus!.- You wouldn't have to live... - I hate you!.- Don't yell. I hate you! What are you doing here? How long have you known about this? A while. Why didn't you tell me about it? I wasn't sure if I wanted to. Thank you. You're welcome. - What's going on?.- Catherine, thank you. - I thought you might like to see it..- What is it? - It's incredible..- What is it? Oh, it's a result, a proof. It looks like a proof. It is a proof..A very long proof. I haven't read through it all yet or checked.it. I don't even know if I could check it. But if it's a proof of what I think.it's a proof of, it's a very important proof. What does it prove? It looks like it proves a mathematical.theorem about prime numbers which mathematicians have been trying.to prove since there were mathematicians. You know about this? - Is it any good?.- It's historic, if it checks out. What does it mean? It means that when everybody.thought your dad was crazy, he did some of the most.important mathematics ever. If it checks out, it means you publish.instantly. You hold press conferences. It means that all newspapers.around the world are gonna want to talk to the person.who found this notebook. - Catherine..- Catherine. I didn't find it. - Yes, you did..- No, I didn't. - Did you find it or did Hal find it?.- I didn't find it. I didn't find it. I wrote it. - Hey, guys..- Where you headed? - I'm late for Bhandari..- You know what he's like. Better get there. Catch you later. Yeah. Ah. Catherine. - So nice of you to drop by..- Sorry I'm late. - This work of yours....- I know. I'm sorry. - I mean, it's interesting..- You think so? In that it has nothing to do with.the problems I'd asked you to solve. - It won't happen again..- What happened? You simply couldn't control yourself? No. I just... I thought I should get all those.ideas down while they were in my head, and then it was morning,.and I couldn't come in with nothing. But this is the third time.that inspiration's overtaken you just at the moment when.you had to submit to my idea of what it is you should be learning. - A third? Really..- Differential equations don't interest you. No, they do. I mean....Yeah, they absolutely do. Oh, but they didn't last night. Not as much as usual. I mean... I'm worried that your work.is deteriorating. There are some good ideas here, but....it isn't a coherent mathematical argument. - Well, I didn't get time to finish it..- But mathematics isn't jazz. Even the craziest mathematics.is working towards a proof. Not all the mathematicians.in my family are crazy. - I wasn't using the word in a clinical way..- I know. I know. Just for the record. How is your father? I don't know. I haven't been able.to get in touch with him for a week. He's fine. Last time I talked to him, he was fine. He's.been fine for months now. Nine months. He was a great man. He still is. You're gonna fail me, aren't you? I'm giving you another chance.to redo the problem set. You need an A..You're quite capable of earning one. Thank you. - Professor Bhandari?.- Yeah. Don't worry about me, OK? I'm gonna write you a really nice fat set.of answers that you're really gonna like. Hi. We're not here..Please leave a message. Claire? Hi. Listen..When was the last time you spoke to Dad? Tuesday? Oh, God. It's fine. It's just that.I normally talk to him every day, and I haven't been able.to get ahold of him. Well, I'm glad that.you're sure everything's fine. I feel much more comfortable..Thank you. What could have happened?.I mean, he could've had a car accident. He could've fallen and broken his hip. He could be running naked.down the Midway for all I know. Yes, Claire, I know.that you care about Dad. Yeah, as much as me. OK..Now can I please get off the phone? Dad? Hello! Dad? Dad! Dad? Catherine, hi..What a surprise. - What are you doing out here?.- I'm thinking. Writing. It's 30 degrees..It's the middle of the night. - I know..- Well, aren't you cold? Of course I am..I'm freezing my ass off. So what are you doing out here? It's too hot in the house. The radiators.clank and I couldn't concentrate. I've been calling and calling..Did you not get my messages? It's a distraction. I didn't know what was going on..I had to drive all the way out here. I can see that. - Why don't you answer the phone?.- I'm sorry, Catherine. But it's a question of priorities,.and work takes priority. You know that. You're working? Goddamn it! I'm working! I mean, I say "I." Machinery. The machinery's working, Catherine. It's on full blast..All the cylinders are firing. I'm on fire. That's why I came out here to cool off..I haven't felt like this for years. - You're kidding..- No. - I don't believe it..- I don't believe it either, but it's true. It started about a week ago..I woke up. I came downstairs,.made a cup of coffee. Before I could pour the milk in, it was like.someone turned the light on in my head. - Really?.- Not the light. The whole grid. I lit up! It's like no time has passed.since I was 21. - You're kidding me..- No. I'm back. I'm back. In touch with the source!.The font. Whatever the source of my creativity was.all those years ago, I'm in contact with it. I'm sitting on it. It's a geyser,.and I'm shooting up in the air on top of it. God. I'm not talking about divine inspiration. It's.not funneling into my head, onto the page. I'm not saying it won't be a lot of work..It will be, a tremendous amount of work. It's not gonna be easy..But the raw material is there. I see places for the work to go,.new techniques. I'm gonna get whole branches.of the profession talking to each other. I'm sorry. I'm being rude. - How's school?.- School's fine. - You're working hard?.- Sure. - Faculty treating you all right?.- Yes. - Made any friends?.- Yes. - You dating?.- Dad. No details necessary.if you don't want to provide them. School is fine, OK?.I want to talk about what you're doing. Great. Let's talk. - This work....- Yes. - It's here?.- Part of it, yes. - Can I see it?.- It's all at a very early stage. - I don't care..- It's not complete. To be honest, it's all in progress..I think we're talking years. Dad, it's OK..Just let me see anything. - You really want to?.- Yes. - You're genuinely interested?.- Dad, of course. Of course. It is your field. Yes. You know how happy that makes me? Yes. I think there's enough here to keep me.working the rest of my life. And not just me. I was starting to imagine I was finished,.Catherine. Really finished. I was terrified I'd never work again..Did you know that? - I wondered..- I was absolutely bloody terrified. Then I remembered something..I remembered you. Your creative years were just beginning..You'd get your degree, do your own work. If you hadn't gone into math,.that would've been all right. Now, Claire's done well for herself..I'm satisfied with her. I'm proud of you! I know you've got your own work,.and I don't want you to neglect that. You mustn't neglect it..But I could probably use some help. To be honest, I'd like you to help me,.to work with me, if you want to. If you can work it out with your class.schedule. I could help you with that. Make some calls,.talk to your teachers. I'm sorry..I'm getting ahead of myself. Oh, Jesus, look, enough bullshit. You asked to see something..Let's start with this. I have roughed something out..It's a general outline for a proof. It's a major result..It's important. It's not finished, but, uh....you can see where it's going. Uh... Here. It's very rough. - Was there any other work in here?.- No. That's the only... Can I see it? I'm sorry. I just... So you wrote this incredible thing,.but you didn't tell anyone? I'm telling you both now. Catherine, I'm sorry,.but I just find this very hard to believe. - Claire....- This is Dad's handwriting. It's not. - It looks exactly like it..- That is my writing. I'm sorry. Well, ask Hal. He's been.looking at Dad's writing all week. - Well, I don't know..- Hal, come on. - I'm not a handwriting expert..- Well, whose writing does it look like? It looks... I don't know.what Catherine's handwriting looks like. It looks like that. OK. You know what I think?.I think it's early, and everybody's tired and not in.the best state to make emotional decisions. - So let's just all take a breath..- You don't believe me. Well, I really don't know.anything about this. Never mind. I don't know why I expected you.to believe me about anything. Could you tell us the proof?.And then that would show that it was yours. You wouldn't understand it. Well, tell it to Hal. I mean, I could. We could sit down.and talk it through. It might take a while. - You can't use the book..- For God's sake, it's 40 pages long. I didn't memorize it..It's not a muffin recipe. Oh, Jesus, this is stupid. - Hal, tell her..- Tell her what? - Whose book is that?.- I don't know. What is the matter with you? You've been....You've been going through this other stuff. You know there's nothing.even remotely like that up here. - Catherine....- OK. OK. OK, we'll sit down.and I'll talk you through the proof. OK? OK? If Claire will please.let me have my book back. All right. OK, talk him through it. - It still wouldn't prove that she wrote it..- Why not? Your dad may have written it.and explained it to you later. I'm not saying he did..I'm saying there's no proof that... Of course there isn't. But come on!.He didn't write it. He couldn't have. Even in the year he was well,.he couldn't work. You know that..You're supposed to be a scientist. Here's my suggestion. I know.three or four guys at the department, sharp, disinterested people,.who knew your dad's work. - I'll take this to them..- What? I'll tell them that.we found something potentially major. We're not sure of the authorship..I'll sit with them. We'll talk through it,.and we'll figure out what we've got. It might take a couple days,.but then we'd have a lot more information. I think that's an excellent suggestion. - You can't..- Catherine. - You can't take it..- I am not taking it. - This is exactly what you wanted..- Oh, come on. Jesus... You don't waste any time, do you?.It's no hesitation. You can't wait to show them.your brilliant discovery. - I am trying to determine what this is..- I'm telling you what it is. - You don't know!.- I wrote it! It is your father's handwriting! At least, it looks an awful lot.like the writing in the other books. Maybe your writing looks exactly like his..I don't know. It does look like his. I mean, it's one of his notebooks,.the exact same kind he used. I told you..He gave it to me. I didn't show this to anyone. I wanted you to be the first to see it..I didn't know I wanted that until last night. - I trusted you..- I know. - Was I wrong?.- No. I should've known that she.wouldn't believe me, but why don't you? I know how hard it would be.to come up with something like this. You'd have to be your dad.at the peak of his powers. Just because you.and the rest of the geeks worshipped him does not mean he wrote the proof. He was the best. My generation.hasn't produced anything like him. He revolutionized the field.twice before he was 22. I am sorry. You took some classes.at Northwestern for a few months. - My education wasn't at Northwestern!.- Even so, it doesn't matter. It's too advanced..I don't even understand most of it. - You think it's too advanced?.- Yes. It's too advanced for you. You could not have done this work. - But what if I did?.- Well, what if? It would be a real disaster for you. Wouldn't it? You and the other geeks.who barely finished your PhD's, who are marking time.doing lame research, bragging about.the conferences they go to. Wow. Playing in an awful band and whining.that they're intellectually past it at 26, because they are! Catherine. Catherine. Oh! When are you going to do.some mathematics with me? I can't think of anything worse..You want some Parmesan? I'm all alone. I have important things.to say, and you're not helping. - You used to love it..- Not anymore. You knew prime numbers.before you could read. - Well, now I've forgotten..- Don't be lazy, Catherine! I haven't been lazy..I've been taking care of you. You dropped out of school..You sleep till noon. You eat junk. You don't work..Dishes pile up in the sink. - Some days you don't even get out of bed..- Those are the good days. They're fever days and you sweated them.away. You'll never know what work you lost because you were moping, moping.in your unmade bad. Always moping. Up until four in the afternoon sometimes,.Catherine. I have you on my clock..You know I'm right. You know, I'm told by some very important.people. You know I know. - I've lost a few days..- How many? - I don't know..- I bet you do. I bet you count. - Knock it off..- How many days have you lost? - A month. Around a month..- Exactly. - Dad, eat your dinner..- How many? - 33 days..- Be precise, for Christ's sake. I slept till noon today. Make it 33 and a quarter days. Yeah, all right. - You're kidding..- No. - Amazing number..- It's a depressing fucking number. If every day you lost were a year, it would.be a very interesting fucking number. - 33 and a quarter years is not interesting..- Stop it. You know exactly what I mean. - 1729 weeks..- 1729. Great number. The smallest number expressible as the.sum of two cubes in two different ways. 12 cubed plus 1 cubed equals 1729. And 10 cubed plus 9 cubed....Yes, we've got it. Thank you. You see? Even your depression.is mathematical. Stop moping. Do some work. Take a look. Catherine? Katie, honey? Catherine. I figured out how to get.a lower bound for L. Modification of Landau-Siegel. What if this L had a Siegel zero?
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You'd need an effective version. Shit. Catherine. Catherine! Catherine! - What?.- Aah! Jesus! God, you scared me..What are you doing there? Sorry. I just....I wanted to... It's wonderful news. I think I've got it. Catherine! Katie. - Katie, what is it?.- It's not mine. It's not mine! - It's not mine. It's his. It's not mine..- What, honey? - It's not mine. It's not mine..- What, honey? What's the matter? I stole it from him..I stole it. It's not mine. - What do you mean, you stole it?.- It's not mine. OK. - I killed him. I killed him..- No, honey. No. I never should have written it..I never should have written it. - OK. You're OK..- I never should have written it. Is it...?.Is it possible, honey, that...? Is it possible that you.just wanted to so badly and you... you deserved to do something.special like this thing, this proof? Is it possible.that you just imagined that you wrote it? Hmm? Is it possible.that it really was Dad's after all? Hmm? Is that possible? You didn't kill him, sweetheart. He just died, that's all. He just died. Hi. We're not here..Please leave a message. Catherine. It's me again..I really need to speak to you. So please call me back. Can I take these for you? Claire! - I thought you'd left..- I had to delay my flight. Where's Catherine?.I need to talk to her. - She's inside..- This thing... checks out. I've been over it with two sets of guys,.old geeks and young geeks. It's weird. I don't know where the techniques.come from, it is very hard to follow, but we can't find anything wrong with it. I mean, there may be something.wrong with it, but we can't find it. I have not slept. It's real. Thank you. See, I had to swear these guys to secrecy. They were jumping out of their skins. One email, it's all over. I threatened them..Yeah, I think we're safe. They're physical cowards. - Where's Catherine?.- This is not a good time. You're leaving? - The flight is at noon..- You're taking her away? Yes. - To New York?.- Yes. - You're just gonna drag her away?.- She's entirely happy to come. - I'd like to speak to Catherine..- She doesn't want to see you. Does she have any say.in whether she goes? She's been completely out of it, Hal. Five days she wasn't speaking. Do you want your coat, sweetie?.It's cold. I'll get your things. The movers.will get anything we've forgotten. Are you all right? It works. I thought you might wanna know. - I had to see you..- I'm leaving. - Just wait a minute..- What? What do you want? You have the book..She told me that she gave it to you, so do whatever you want with it. Publish. Go for it..Have a press conference. Tell the world.what my father discovered. I don't think your father wrote it. - You thought so last week..- That was last week. I spent this week reading the proof..I think I understand it. It uses a lot of newer.mathematical techniques, things that were developed.in the '80s and '90s. Noncommutative geometry,.random matrices. I think I learned more mathematics this.week than in three years of grad school. - So?.- So the proof is very... - hip..- Get some sleep, Hal. - What was your father doing for 20 years?.- Are you done? He wouldn't have been able to master.those new techniques. - He was a genius..- But he was nuts. - So he read about them later..- Maybe. The books he would've needed.are upstairs in your room, some of them. He dated everything. Even his.most incoherent entries, he dated. - There are no dates in this..- The handwriting. Parents and children can.have similar handwriting, especially if they've spent.a lot of time together. Interesting theory. I like it. I like it, too. It's what I told you last week. I know. - You blew it..- This is yours, Catherine. It's too bad, too,.'cause the rest of it was really good. "I loved your dad." "I always liked you."."I wanna spend every minute with you." That's killer stuff. I meant it. You got laid and you got the notebook..You're a genius. Talk to me, Catherine. - This proof is yours..- Forget it. You'll have to deal with it eventually..You can't just ignore it. - You'll have to publish..- Leave me alone, Hal. - Take it at least..- I don't want it. - Come on. I am trying to correct things..- You can't! Do you hear me? You think you've figured something out? You run over here all pleased with yourself.because you changed your mind? Now you're certain?.Hal, you don't know anything. The book, the math,.the dates, the writing, all that stuff you just decided.with your buddies, it's just evidence. - It doesn't prove anything..- OK, what would? Nothing. You should've trusted me. I... I know. Claire sold the house? She wants me in New York..She wants to look after me. What? Do you need looking after?.You looked after your father for five years. - So maybe it's my turn..- There is nothing wrong with you. We should be on our way, honey. You can't just walk away, pretend like it never happened and then.get a job at Urban Outfitters or something. - Just take it..- Katie, honey, let's go. Stay in Chicago..You're an adult. I gotta go. - Please..- No. - Catherine, this isn't about me..- Katie, come on. Don't you owe this to yourself at least? Goodbye, Hal. Catherine! Catherine! - Hi. And where are you going today?.- To New York City. Can I see some photo ID, please? Wow. You sure got a lot done. Well, I had five extra days. I need some more coffee..Do you want some? Am I on that list? What? "Square away crazy sister." Check. That's not fair, Katie. I just wanna take care of you. Catherine! - What?.- Aah! Jesus! God, you scared me..What are you doing there? Sorry. I just....I wanted to... It's wonderful news.
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I think I've got it. What do you think? - Wow, Dad..- Can you believe it? I knew you had it in you. That's a pretty.mealy-mouthed response. What about it? What do you think?.Let's talk it through. Not tonight. I'm tired. Come on. This is the beginning.of our real work together. You think I've stolen the thunder.because I broke through first? This is only the beginning. - I think we should call it a night..- Read out the first couple of lines. We go line by line out loud,.see if there's a better way, a shorter way. No. Come on. Tomorrow. I've waited years for this, goddamn it. - Let's do some work together..- Dad, I think we should get some sleep. - Not until we talk about the proof!.- I don't want to talk about it. Goddammit, open the goddamn book!.Read me the lines! "Let X equal the quantity.of all quantities of X. "Let X equal the cold. "It is cold in December. "The months of cold.equal November through February. "There are four months.of cold and four of heat, "leaving four months.of indeterminate temperature. "In February. It snows. "In March. The lake is a lake of ice. "In September..The students come back "and the bookstores are full. "Let X equal the month.of full bookstores. "The number of books.approaches infinity "as the number of months of cold.approaches four. "I will never be as cold now.as I will in the future. "The future of cold is infinite. "The future of heat.is the future of cold. "The bookstores are infinite "and so are never full.except in September." I'm exhausted. I can't wait to get back.to the coffee at home. We have a place where we buy coffee..They roast it themselves. They have an old roaster down in the.basement. You can smell it on the street. Some mornings you can smell it from.our place, four stories up. It's wonderful. "Manhattan's Best.".Some magazine wrote it up. I mean, who knows? But it's very good. I think... I'm actually gonna give up coffee.'cause it's bad for my nerves. Catherine. Catherine! How many days have I lost? How can I get back.to the place where I started? I'm outside a house..Trying to find my way in. But it is locked and the blinds are down. And I've lost the key. And I can't remember what the rooms.look like or where I put anything. And if I dare go in inside. I wonder... will I ever be able to find my way out? Sometimes in my head I think it works,.and then... Sometimes I just think it's....crazy. There's nothing wrong with you. I think I'm like my dad. I think you are, too. I'm afraid I'm like my dad. - You are not him..- Maybe I will be. Maybe, and maybe you'll be better. It was like... connecting the dots. Some nights I could connect.three or four of them, and some nights.they'd be really far apart. I'd have no idea how to get to the next one,.if there was the next one. It just seems.really stitched together and lumpy. Dad's stuff was way more elegant. Talk me through it.and tell me what's bothering you. You got a bit of ground to make up, Dobbs. You know that? And there's no way.to prove that I wrote it. No. But we could sit down, we could talk it through and.determine if you couldn't have. If I go back to the beginning..I could start it over again. Here. I could go line by line. Try and find a shorter way. There are a lot of... I could try to make it... better.

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PANIC PARANOID PROMISE LAND ELVIS PRESLEY - C - F - G PLEASE DON'T GO PRIDE AND PREJUDICE
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Pride and Prejudice
Text (BIRDS CHIRPING) (CATTLE LOWING) (PIANO PLAYING) (HENS CLUCKING) (DOG BARKING) Lydia. Kitty. (GIRLS GIGGLING) (GEESE HONKING) MRS BENNET: My dear Mr Bennet, have you heard? Netherfield Park is let at last. Do you not want to know who has taken it? BENNET: As you wish to tell me, my dear, I doubt I have any choice in the matter. (GIRL GIGGLING) Liddy, Kitty, what have I told you about listening at the door? Never mind that. There's a Mr Bingley - arrived from the North..- Perchance. - £5,000 a year..- Really? - He's single..- He's single. - Who's single?.- A Mr Bingley, apparently. (SHUSHES) Kitty. And how can that possibly affect them? Oh, Mr Bennet, how can you be so tiresome? You know he must marry one of them. BENNET: So that is his design in settling here. You must go and visit him at once. Good heavens. People. For we may not visit if you do not, as you well know, Mr Bennet. Aren't you listening? You never listen. KITTY: You must, Papa. MRS BENNET: At once. There's no need, I already have. - Have?.- When? Oh, Mr Bennet, how can you tease me so? Have you no compassion for my poor nerves? You mistake me, my dear. I have the highest respect for them. They've been my constant companions these 20 years. Papa. - Is he amiable?.- Who? - Is he handsome?.- MARY: Who? He's sure to be handsome. With £5,000 a year, it would not matter - if he had warts and a leer..- Who's got warts? I will give my hearty consent to his marrying whichever of the girls he chooses. So will he come to the ball tomorrow, Papa? I believe so. (GIRLS SHRIEKING) KITTY: Can I wear your spotted muslin? Oh, please, Jane. JANE: No, I need it. Please, Jane, I'll lend you my green slippers. - They were mine..- Oh, were they? Well, then I'll do your mending for a week. I'll re-trim your new bonnet. - Two weeks..- And I'll pay you myself, Jane. - Jane, look at me. Jane..- JANE: But I want to wear it myself. (ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY) (BAND PLAYING) I can't breathe. KITTY: I think one of my toes just came off. Now, if every man in the room does not end the evening in love with you, then I'm no judge of beauty. - Or men..- No, they are far too easy to judge. JANE: They're not all bad. Humourless poppycocks, in my limited experience. One of these days, Lizzie, someone will catch your eye and then you'll have to watch your tongue. (MUSIC STOPS) (PEOPLE WHISPERING) How good of you to come. So, which of the painted peacocks is our Mr Bingley? Well, he's on the right, and on the left is his sister. And the person with the quizzical brow? CHARLOTTE: That is his good friend, Mr Darcy. ELIZABETH: (LAUGHING) He looks miserable, poor soul. Miserable, he may be, but poor, he most certainly is not. - Tell me..- £10,000 a year and he owns half of Derbyshire. The miserable half? He's about the best butcher in the county. SIR WILLIAM: If I could introduce the ladies in the choir. (BAND PLAYING) (ALL CHATTERING) Mr Bennet, you must introduce him to the girls. Immediately. Smile. Smile at Mr Bingley. Smile. Mary. Mr Bingley, my eldest daughter you know. SIR WILLIAM: Mrs Bennet, Miss Jane Bennet, Elizabeth and Miss Mary Bennet. It is a pleasure. I have two others, but they're already dancing. I'm delighted to make your acquaintance. SIR WILLIAM: And may I introduce Mr Darcy of Pemberley in Derbyshire. MAN: Yes. How do you like it here in Hertfordshire, Mr Bingley? Very much. The library at Netherfield, I've heard, is one of the finest in the country. Yes, it fills me with guilt. I'm not a very good reader, you see. I prefer being out of doors. I mean, I can read, of course. And I'm not suggesting you can't read out of doors, of course. JANE: I wish I read more, but there always seems to be so many other things to do. BINGLEY: Yes, that's exactly what I meant. (ALL CHATTERING) Mama. Mama. You will never, ever, ever believe what we're about to tell you. - Well, tell me quickly, my love..- She's going to take the veil. - The regiments are coming..- The regiments are coming. Officers. They're to be stationed the whole winter. Stationed in the village, just right there. Officers. - As far as the eye can see..- Officers! Oh, look, Jane's dancing with Mr Bingley. Mr Bennet. - Do you dance, Mr Darcy?.- Not if I can help it. I didn't know you were coming to see me. What's the matter? We are a long way from Grosvenor Square, are we not, Mr Darcy? I've never seen so many pretty girls in my life. You were dancing with the only handsome girl in the room. She is the most beautiful creature I have ever beheld. But her sister, Elizabeth, is very agreeable. Perfectly tolerable, I dare say, but not handsome enough to tempt me. You'd better return to your partner and enjoy her smiles. You're wasting your time with me. Count your blessings, Lizzie. If he liked you, you'd have to talk to him. Precisely. As it is, I wouldn't dance with him for all of Derbyshire, let alone the miserable half. ELIZABETH: I nearly went the wrong way. Wait. - I enjoyed that so much!.- How well you dance. Mrs Bennet, I've enjoyed this better than any other dance I've been to before. Jane is a splendid dancer, is she not? Oh, she is indeed. Your friend, Miss Lucas, is a most amusing young woman. Oh, yes. I adore her. MRS BENNET: It is a pity she's not more handsome. Mama. But Lizzie will never admit that she's plain. (LAUGHING) Of course, it's my Jane who is considered - the beauty of the county..- JANE: No, Mama. Mama, please. When she was only 15 there was a gentleman so much in love with her that I was sure he would make her an offer. However, he did write her some very pretty verses. And that put paid to it. I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love? I thought that poetry was the food of love. Of a fine, stout love, it may. But if it is only a vague inclination, I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead. So what do you recommend to encourage affection? Dancing. Even if one's partner is barely tolerable. (BAND PLAYING) Mr Bingley is just what a young man ought to be. - Sensible, good humoured....- Handsome, conveniently rich. You know perfectly well I do not believe marriage - should be driven by a lot of money..- I agree entirely. Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony, which is why I will end up an old maid. Do you really believe he liked me, Lizzie? Jane, he danced with you most of the night and stared at you for the rest of it. But I give you leave to like him. You've liked many a stupider person. Now, you're a great deal too apt to like people in general, you know. All the world is good and agreeable in your eyes. Not his friend. Oh, I still can't believe what he said about you. Mr Darcy? I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine. But no matter. I doubt we shall ever speak again. (BOTH GIGGLING) MRS BENNET: And then he danced the third with Miss Lucas. We were all there, dear. Oh, poor thing. It is a shame she's not more handsome. There's a spinster in the making and no mistake. The fourth, with a Miss King, of little standing, and the fifth, again with Jane. If he'd had any compassion for me he would have sprained his ankle in the first set. Mr Bennet, the way you carry on, anyone would think our girls look forward to a grand inheritance. When you die, Mr Bennet, which may in fact be very soon, our girls will be left without a roof over their head nor a penny to their name. Oh, Mama, please, it's 10:00 in the morning. A letter addressed to Miss Bennet, ma'am, from Netherfield Hall. MRS BENNET: Praise the Lord. We are saved. (GIRLS LAUGHING) MRS BENNET: Make haste, Jane, make haste. Oh, happy day. It is from Caroline Bingley. She has invited me to dine with her. Her brother will be dining out. Dining out? - Can I take the carriage?.- Where? Let me see that. JANE: It is too far to walk, Mama. This is unaccountable of him. Dining out, indeed. Mama. The carriage? For Jane? Certainly not. She'll go on horseback. - Horseback?.- Horseback? (THUNDER RUMBLING) Lizzie. (ELIZABETH LAUGHING) Now she'll have to stay the night. Exactly as I predicted. Good grief, woman. Your skills in the art of matchmaking are positively occult. Though I don't think, Mama, you can reasonably take credit for making it rain. (SNEEZES) ELIZABETH: "My kind friends will not hear of me returning home until I am better. "Do not be alarmed. Excepting a sore throat, a fever 233;1000182;1002476;and a headache, there is nothing much wrong with me.""" This is ridiculous. Well, if Jane does die, it will be a comfort to know it was in pursuit of Mr Bingley. People do not die of colds. ELIZABETH: Though she may well perish with the shame of having such a mother. (SNICKERING) I must go to Netherfield at once. (BIRDS CHIRPING) Apparently, Lady Bathurst is redecorating her ballroom in the French style. A little unpatriotic, don't you think? Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Good Lord, Miss Elizabeth. Did you walk here? I did. - I'm so sorry. How is my sister?.- She's upstairs. Thank you. CAROLINE: My goodness, did you see her hem? Six inches deep in mud. She looked positively medieval. I feel such a terrible imposition, they're being so kind to me. Don't worry. I don't know who is more pleased at your being here, Mama or Mr Bingley. (LAUGHING) (MOANS) Oh. Thank you for tending to my sister so diligently. She is in far better comfort here than she would have been at home. It's a pleasure. I mean it's... Sorry. Not a pleasure that she's ill, of course not. It's a pleasure that she's here, being ill. (PIG GRUNTING) BENNET: Not going to be famous, our pig. Back of the back, not related to the learnt pig of Norwich. Now, that pig is... - Mr Bennet..- Yes. It's all going according to plan. He's half in love with her already. - Who is, blossom?.- Mr Bingley. And he doesn't mind a bit that she hasn't a penny, for he has more than enough for the two of them. KITTY: How will we meet them? LYDIA: It's easy. Wait for me. LYDIA: You drop something, they pick it up, and then you're introduced. (BAND PLAYING) (GIRLS EXCLAIMING) (PEOPLE CHEERING) Officers. (GASPS) You write uncommonly fast, Mr Darcy. You are mistaken. I write rather slowly. How many letters you must have occasion to write, Mr Darcy. Letters of business, too. How odious I should think them. It is fortunate, then, that they fall to my lot instead of yours. Do tell your sister that I long to see her. I've already told her once, by your desire. CAROLINE: I do dote on her. I was quite in raptures at her beautiful little design for a table. Perhaps you will give me leave to defer your raptures till I write again? At present, I have not room enough to do them justice. BINGLEY: Well, I think it's amazing you young ladies have the patience to be so accomplished. What do you mean, Charles? You all paint tables and play the piano and embroider cushions. I never heard of a young lady but people say she is accomplished. DARCY: The word is indeed applied too liberally. I cannot boast of knowing more than half a dozen women in all my acquaintance that are truly accomplished. CAROLINE: Nor I, to be sure. Goodness. You must comprehend a great deal in the idea. - I do..- CAROLINE: Absolutely. She must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing and the modern languages, to deserve the word. And something in her air and manner of walking. And, of course, she must improve her mind by extensive reading. I'm no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women. I rather wonder now at your knowing any. - Are you so severe on your own sex?.- I never saw such a woman. She would certainly be a fearsome thing to behold. CAROLINE: Miss Elizabeth, let us take a turn about the room. It's refreshing, is it not, after sitting so long in one attitude? And it is a small kind of accomplishment, I suppose. Will you not join us, Mr Darcy? You can only have two motives, Caroline, and I would interfere with either. What can he mean? Our surest way of disappointing him will be to ask him nothing about it. But do tell us, Mr Darcy. Either you are in each other's confidence and you have secret affairs to discuss, or you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage by walking. If the first, I should get in your way. If the second, I can admire you much better from here. Shocking. (BINGLEY LAUGHING) How shall we punish him for such a speech? We could always laugh at him. Oh, no, Mr Darcy is not to be teased. Are you too proud, Mr Darcy? And would you consider pride a fault or a virtue? That I couldn't say. Because we're doing our best to find fault in you. Maybe it's that I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their of fences against me. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever. Oh, dear, I cannot tease you about that. What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh. CAROLINE: A family trait, I think. A Mrs Bennet, a Miss Bennet, a Miss Bennet, and a Miss Bennet, sir. Oh, for heaven's sake, are we to receive every Bennet in the country? What an excellent room you have, sir. Such expensive furnishings. Oh, I do hope you intend to stay here, Mr Bingley. Absolutely. I find the country very diverting. Don't you agree, Darcy? I find it perfectly adequate, even if society's a little less varied than in town. MRS BENNET: Less varied? Not at all. We dine with four and twenty families of all shapes and sizes. Sir William Lucas, for instance, is a very agreeable man and a good deal less self-important than some people half his rank. LYDIA: Mr Bingley, is it true that you've promised - to hold a ball here at Netherfield?.- A ball? It would be an excellent way to meet new friends. You could invite the militia. They're excellent company. - Oh, do hold a ball..- ELIZABETH: Kitty. When your sister is recovered, you shall name the day. I think a ball is a perfectly irrational way to gain new acquaintance. It would be better if conversation, instead of dancing, were the order of the day. Indeed, much more rational, but rather less like a ball. Thank you, Mary. MRS BENNET: What a fine, imposing place it is, to be sure, is it not, my dears? There's no house to equal it in the county. - Mr Darcy..- Miss Bennet. There she is. Mr Bingley, I don't know how to thank you. You're welcome any time you feel the least bit poorly. Thank you for your stimulating company. It has been most instructive. Not at all. The pleasure is all mine. - Mr Darcy..- Miss Elizabeth. And then, there was one with great long lashes like a cow. LYDIA: Did you see him? He looked right at me. MRS BENNET: Ask Mrs Hill to order us a sirloin, Betsy. Just the one, mind, we're not made of money. (PIANO PLAYING) I hope, my dear, you've ordered a good dinner today. I have reason to expect an addition to our family party. ELIZABETH: His name is Mr Collins. He's the dreaded cousin. - CHARLOTTE: Who's to inherit..- Indeed. Everything, apparently. Even my piano stool belongs to Mr Collins. When? He may turn us out of the house as soon as he pleases. But why? Because the estate passes directly to him and not to us poor females. Mr Collins, at your service. What a superbly featured room and what excellent boiled potatoes. Many years since I've had such an exemplary vegetable. To which of my fair cousins should I compliment the excellence of the cooking? Mr Collins, we are perfectly able to keep a cook. COLLINS: Excellent. I'm very pleased the estate can afford such a living. I am honoured to have as my patroness, Lady Catherine de Bourg. You've heard of her, I presume? My small rectory abuts her estate, Rosings Park, and she often condescends to drive by my humble dwelling in her little phaeton and ponies. Does she have any family? One daughter, the heiress of Rosings and very extensive property. I've often observed to Lady Catherine that her daughter seemed born to be a duchess, for she has all the superior graces of elevated rank. These are the kind of little delicate compliments which are always acceptable to the ladies and which I conceive myself particularly bound to pay. BENNET: How happy for you, Mr Collins, to possess the talent for flattering with such delicacy. Do these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment or are they the result of previous study? COLLINS: They arise chiefly from what is passing at the time, and though I do sometimes amuse myself with arranging such little elegant compliments, I always wish to give them as unstudied an air as possible. Believe me, no one would suspect your manners to be rehearsed. (LYDIA LAUGHS) (COUGHING) After dinner I thought I might read to you all for an hour or two. I have with me Fordyce's Sermons which speak very eloquently on all matters moral. Are you familiar with Fordyce's Sermons, Miss Bennet? (YAWNING) Mrs Bennet, you do know that I've been bestowed by the good grace of Lady Catherine de Bourg a parsonage of no mean size. I have become aware of the fact. Well, it is my avowed hope that soon I may find a mistress for it and I have to inform you that the eldest Miss Bennet has captured my special attention. Oh, Mr Collins, unfortunately, it is incumbent upon me to hint that the eldest Miss Bennet is very soon to be engaged. Engaged? But Miss Lizzie, next to her in both age and beauty, would make anyone an excellent partner. Do not you agree, Mr Collins? Indeed. Indeed. Very agreeable alternative. (HORSES NEIGHING) (CHATTERING) (VIOLIN PLAYING) ELIZABETH: Mr Collins is the sort of man who makes you despair at the entire sex. Yours, I believe. Mr Wickham, how perfect you are. He picked up my handkerchief, too. Did you drop yours on purpose, Lizzie? - LYDIA: Mr Wickham's a lieutenant..- An enchanted lieutenant. What are you up to, Liddy? LYDIA: We just happened to be looking for some ribbon. White, for the ball. Shall we all look for some ribbon together? (GIRLS LAUGHING) LYDIA: Good afternoon, Mr James. MILLINER: Good afternoon, Miss Lydia. - MILLINER: Miss Bennet..- I shan't even browse. I can't be trusted. I have very poor taste in ribbons. Only a man truly confident of himself would admit to that. No, it's true. And buckles. When it comes to buckles, I'm lost. Dear, oh, dear. You must be the shame of the regiment. - A laughingstock..- What do your superiors do with you? Ignore me. I'm of next to no importance, so it's easily done. LYDIA: Lizzie, lend me some money. You already owe me a fortune, Liddy. - Allow me to oblige..- ELIZABETH: Oh, no, Mr Wickham, please. I insist. (GIGGLING) (GIGGLING) - I pity the French..- LYDIA: What are they talking about? - WICKHAM: So do I, miserable bunch..- I don't know. - Look, Mr Bingley..- Mr Bingley! I was just on my way to your house. Mr Bingley, how do you like my ribbons for your ball? Very beautiful. She is. Look at her. She's blooming. Oh, Lydia. Be sure to invite Mr Wickham, he is a credit to his profession. JANE: Lydia, you can't invite people to other people's balls. Of course you must come, Mr Wickham. If you'll excuse me, ladies. Enjoy the day. ELIZABETH: Do you plan to go to the Netherfield ball, then, Mr Wickham? Perhaps. How long has Mr Darcy been a guest there? About a month. Forgive me, but are you acquainted with him? With Mr Darcy? Indeed. I've been connected with his family since infancy. You may well be surprised, Miss Elizabeth, especially given our cold greeting this afternoon. Well, I hope that your plans in favour of Meryton will not be affected by your relations with the gentleman. Oh, no, it is not for me to be driven away. If he wishes to avoid seeing me, he must go, not I. I must ask, Mr Wickham, what is the manner of your disapproval of Mr Darcy? My father managed his estate. We grew up together, Darcy and I. His father treated me like a second son. Loved me like a son. We were both with him the day he died. With his last breath, his father bequeathed me the rectory in his estate. He knew I had my heart set on joining the church. But Darcy ignored his wishes and gave the living to another man. - But why?.- Jealousy. His father... Well, he loved me better and Darcy couldn't stand it. - How cruel..- So now, I'm a poor foot soldier, too lowly even to be noticed. (PIANO PLAYING) (BETSY HUMMING) Oh! - Breathe in..- I can't any more. You're hurting. LYDIA: Betsy. Betsy. I still think there must have been a misunderstanding. Oh, Jane, do you never think ill of anybody? Well, how could Mr Darcy do such a thing? I'll discover the truth from Mr Bingley at the ball this evening. If it is not true, let Mr Darcy contradict it himself. Till he does, I hope never to encounter him. Poor, unfortunate Mr Wickham. On the contrary, Wickham is twice the man Darcy is. And let us hope, a rather more willing dancer. Oh, there they are. Look. (BAND PLAYING) MAN: Jane Martin is here tonight. May I say what an immense pleasure it is - to see you again, Mr Bingley..- Mrs Bennet. - Miss Bingley..- Charming. - I'm so pleased you're here..- So am I. And how are you? Miss Elizabeth, are you looking for someone? No. No, not at all. I was just admiring the general splendour. It is breath-taking, Mr Bingley. Good. MRS BENNET: You might at least have passed a few pleasantries with Mr Bingley. I dare say I've never met a more pleasant gentleman in all my years. Did you see how he dotes on her? Dear Jane. Always doing what's best for her family. - Charlotte..- Lizzie. - Have you seen Mr Wickham?.- No, perhaps he is through here. Lizzie. Mr Wickham is not here. Apparently he's been detained. Detained where? He must be here. There you are. Mr Collins. Perhaps you will do me the honour, Miss Elizabeth? I did not think you danced, Mr Collins. I do not think it incompatible with the office of a clergyman to indulge in such an innocent diversion. In fact, several people, well, Her Ladyship included, have complimented me on my lightness of foot. (BAND PLAYING) JANE: Apparently, your Mr Wickham has been called on some business to town. To be sure, dancing is of little consequence to me, but it does... It does harbour the opportunity to lavish... To lavish upon one's partner... And my informer tells me that he would have been less inclined... ...delicate attentions which is my... That he'd be less inclined to be engaged, were it not for the... (SIGHING) Were it not for the presence at Netherfield of a certain gentleman. Which is my primary object of the evening. That gentleman barely warrants the name. It is my intention, if I may be so bold, to remain close to you throughout the evening. (LAUGHING) (PEOPLE CHATTERING) May I have the next dance, Miss Elizabeth? You may. Did I just agree to dance with Mr Darcy? I daresay you will find him very amiable, Lizzie. It would be most inconvenient, since I have sworn to loathe him for all eternity. (LAUGHING) (BAND PLAYING) - I love this dance..- Indeed. Most invigorating. It is your turn to say something, Mr Darcy. I talked about the dance, now you ought to remark on the size of the room or the number of couples. I am perfectly happy to oblige. Please advise me of what you would like most to hear. That reply will do for present. Perhaps by and by, I may observe that private balls are much pleasanter than public ones. For now we may remain silent. Do you talk, as a rule, while dancing? No. No, I prefer to be unsociable and taciturn. Makes it all so much more enjoyable, don't you think? Tell me, do you and your sisters very often walk to Meryton? Yes, we often walk to Meryton. It's a great opportunity to meet new people. In fact, when you met us, we'd just had the pleasure of forming a new acquaintance. Mr Wickham is blessed with such happy manners he is sure of making friends. Whether he's capable of retaining them is less certain. He's been so unfortunate as to lose your friendship. And I daresay that is an irreversible event? It is. Why do you ask such a question? To make out your character, Mr Darcy. - And what have you discovered?.- Very little. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly. I hope to afford you more clarity in the future. (MUSIC STOPS) (PEOPLE CHATTERING) Is that Mr Darcy of Pemberley in Derbyshire? I believe so. I must make myself known to him immediately. - But, sir..- He is the nephew of my esteemed patroness, Lady Catherine. Mr Collins, he will consider it an impertinence. Mr Darcy. Mr Darcy. (CLEARS THROAT) Mr Darcy. Good evening. What interesting relatives you have, Miss Elizabeth. COLLINS: I believe we have a mutual acquaintance in the personage of Lady Catherine de Bourg? (MARY SINGING) Mary dear, you've delighted us long enough. Let the other young ladies have a turn. (GIGGLING) BINGLEY: I had her since I was a child and then she died. Now I have a beautiful grey. Of course, Caroline's a much better rider than I am. Of course. Oh, yes, we fully expect a most advantageous marriage. And my Jane marrying this young man must throw her sisters in the way of other rich men. (PEOPLE CHATTERING) (LAUGHING) (MUSIC PLAYING) (GIGGLING) Clearly my family are having a competition to see who can expose themselves to the most ridicule. Well, at least Bingley has not noticed. - No. I think he likes her very much..- But does she like him? There are few of us who are secure enough to be really in love without proper encouragement. Bingley likes her enormously but might not do more if she does not help him on. But she's just shy and modest. If he cannot perceive her regard, he is a fool. We are all fools in love. He does not know her character as we do. She should move fast, snap him up. There is plenty of time for us to get to know them after we're married. Can't help feeling that at any point this evening someone's going to produce a piglet and make us chase it. Oh, dear. I do apologise, sir. I'm awfully sorry. Do forgive me. (CHUCKLING) (SNIFFING) (PEOPLE CHATTERING) Mary. There, there. There, there, there. (MARY SOBBING) - I've been practising it all week..- BENNET: I know, my dear. MARY: I hate balls! (SIGHING) Mr Bennet, wake up. MRS BENNET: Oh, I've never had such a good time in my life. (BIRDS TWITTERING) Charles, you cannot be serious. We'll be having a wedding here at Netherfield in less than three months, if you ask me, Mr Bennet. MRS BENNET: Mr Bennet! (PIANO PLAYING) (PIANO PLAYING) Mary, please. Thank you, Mr Hill. (CLEARS THROAT) Mrs Bennet, I was hoping, if it would not trouble you, that I might solicit a private audience with Miss Elizabeth in the course of the morning. MRS BENNET: Oh, yes. Certainly. Lizzie will be very happy indeed. Everyone, out. Mr Collins would like a private audience with your sister. No, no, wait, please. I beg you. Mr Collins can have nothing to say to me - that anybody need not hear..- No nonsense, Lizzie. I desire you will stay where you are. Everyone else to the drawing room. - Mr Bennet?.- But... Now. (SIGHING) Jane. Jane. Jane, please, don't. - Jane?.- Jane. Papa, stay. (DOOR CLOSING) Dear Miss Elizabeth, I am sure my attentions have been too marked to be mistaken. Almost as soon as I entered the house, I singled you out as the companion of my future life. (CLEARS THROAT) But before I am run away with my feelings, perhaps I may state my reasons for marrying. Firstly, that it is the duty of a clergyman to set the example of matrimony in his parish. Secondly, that I am convinced it will add greatly to my happiness. And thirdly, that it is at the urging of my esteemed patroness, Lady Catherine, that I select a wife. My object in coming to Longbourn was to choose such a one from among Mr Bennet's daughters, for I am to inherit the estate, and such an alliance will surely suit everyone. And now, nothing remains but for me to assure you in the most animated language, of the violence of my affections. Mr Collins. And that no reproach on the subject of fortune will cross my lips once we're married. You are too hasty, sir. You forget that I have given no answer. I must add that Lady Catherine will thoroughly approve when I speak to her of your modesty, economy, and other amiable qualities. Sir, I am honoured by your proposal, but I regret that I must decline it. I know ladies don't seek to seem too eager... Mr Collins, I am perfectly serious. You could not make me happy and I'm convinced I'm the last woman in the world who could make you happy. I flatter myself, cousin, that your refusal is merely a natural delicacy. Besides, you should take into account that despite the manifold attractions, it is by no means certain that another offer of marriage - may ever be made to you..- Mr Collins. So I must conclude that you simply seek to increase my love by suspense... Sir. ...according to the usual practise of elegant females. Sir. I am not the sort of female to torment a respectable man. Please understand me, I cannot accept you. (GIRLS LAUGHING) Headstrong, foolish child. (GOATS BLEATING) Don't worry, Mr Collins. We'll have this little hiccup dealt with immediately. Lizzie! Lizzie! Mr Bennet. Mr Bennet. We're all in an uproar. You must come and make Lizzie marry Mr Collins. Mr Collins has proposed to Lizzie. But she vows she will not have him. And now the danger is Mr Collins may not have Lizzie. - Well, what am I to do?.- Well, come and talk to her. Now. (BIRDS CAWING) Tell her you insist upon them marrying. Papa, please. - You will have this house..- I can't marry him. And save your sisters from destitution. I can't. Go back now and say you've changed your mind! - No!.- Think of your family! - You cannot make me!.- Mr Bennet, say something! So, your mother insists on you marrying Mr Collins. Yes, or I shall never see her again. Well, Lizzie, from this day onward, you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Who will maintain you when your father is dead? Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr Collins, and I will never see you again if you do. - Mr Bennet!.- Thank you, Papa. Ungrateful child. I shall never speak to you again! MRS BENNET: Not that I take much pleasure in talking. People who suffer as I do from nervous complaints can have no pleasure in talking to anybody. Jane. (SHUSHING) What's the matter? Jane? I don't understand what would take him from Netherfield. Why would he not know when he was to return? Read it. I don't mind. "Mr Darcy is impatient to see his sister, 814;3182383;3184927;and we are scarcely less eager to meet her again." "I really do not think Georgiana Darcy 816;3186721;3189390;has her equal for beauty, elegance, and accomplishments," so much so I must hope to hereafter call her my sister. Is that not clear enough? Caroline sees that her brother is in love with you and has taken him off to persuade him otherwise. But I know her to be incapable of wilfully deceiving anyone. It's far more likely that he doesn't love me and never has. He loves you, Jane. Do not give up. Go to our aunt and uncle's in London, let it be known you are there, and I am sure he will come to you. Give my love to my sister and try not to be a burden, dear. Poor Jane. Still, a girl likes to be crossed in love now and then. It gives her something to think of, and a sort of distinction amongst her companions. I'm sure that will cheer her up, Papa. Well, it's your turn now, Lizzie. You turned down Collins. You're free to go off and be jilted yourself. What about Mr Wickham? Well, he's a pleasant fellow and he'd do the job credibly. Father. And you have an affectionate mother, who would make the most of it. (CHUCKLING) (HENS CLUCKING) - Charlotte..- My dear Lizzie. I've come here to tell you the news. Mr Collins and I are engaged. - Engaged?.- Yes. To be married? Yes, of course, Lizzie, what other kind of engaged is there? Oh, for heaven's sake, Lizzie, don't look at me like that. There was no earthly reason why I shouldn't be as happy with him as any other. - But he's ridiculous..- Oh, hush. Not all of us can afford to be romantic. I've been offered a comfortable home and protection. - There's a lot to be thankful for..- Charlotte... I'm 27 years old. I've no money and no prospects. I'm already a burden to my parents. And I'm frightened. So don't judge me, Lizzie. Don't you dare judge me. (BIRDS CHIRPING) (LOWING) (WATER RUSHING) ELIZABETH: Dear Charlotte, thank you for your letter. I am so glad the house, furniture, and roads are all to your taste and that Lady Catherine's behaviour is friendly and obliging. What with your departure, Jane's to London, and the militia to the North with the colourful Mr Wickham, I must confess, the view from where I sit has been rather grey. As for the favour you ask, it is no favour at all. I would be happy to visit you at your earliest convenience. (CHARLOTTE EXCLAIMING) COLLINS: Welcome to our humble abode. (BOTH GIGGLING) My wife encourages me to spend as much time in the garden as possible for the sake of my health. My dear, I think our guest is tired after her journey. I plan many improvements, of course. I intend to throw out a bough and plant a lime walk. Oh, yes, I flatter myself that any young lady would be happy to be the mistress of such a house. We shan't be disturbed here. This parlour is for my own particular use. Oh, Lizzie, it's such a pleasure to run my own home. COLLINS: Charlotte, come here. - What's happened?.- Charlotte! Has the pig escaped again? (GASPING) Oh, it's Lady Catherine. Come and see, Lizzie. COLLINS: Great news. Great news. We've received an invitation to visit Rosings this evening from Lady Catherine de Bourg. How wonderful. Do not make yourself uneasy, my dear cousin, about your apparel. Just put on whatever you've brought that's best. Lady Catherine's never been averse to the truly humble. One of the most extraordinary sights in all of Europe, is it not? The glazing alone cost upwards of £20,000. Come along. Come along. (CLEARING THROAT) LADY CATHERINE: I think a little later we'll play cards. Your Ladyship. Miss de Bourg. So you are Elizabeth Bennet? I am, Your Ladyship. Hmm. This is my daughter. It's very kind of you - to ask us to dine, Lady Catherine..- The rug alone cost upwards of £300. (DOOR CREAKING) Mr Darcy. What are you doing here? Mr Darcy, I had no idea we had the honour. Miss Elizabeth, I'm a guest here. You know my nephew? Yes, ma'am, I had the pleasure of meeting your nephew in Hertfordshire. Colonel Fitzwilliam. How do you do? (CAT MEOWING) Mr Collins, you can't sit next to your wife. Move. Over there. Harvey, I wonder, could you get me a fish course? I trust your family is in good health, Miss Elizabeth? They are, thank you. My eldest sister is currently in London, perhaps you happened to see her there? I haven't been fortunate enough, no. Do you play the pianoforte, Miss Bennet? A little, ma'am, and very poorly. (EXCLAIMING) Do you draw? No, not at all. Your sisters, do they draw? - Not one..- That's very strange. I suppose you had no opportunity. Your mother should've taken you to town every spring for the benefit of the masters. I'm sure my mother wouldn't have minded, but my father hates town. - Has your governess left you?.- We never had a governess. No governess? Five daughters brought up at home without a governess. I never heard such a thing. Your mother must have been quite a slave to your education. Not at all, Lady Catherine. Your younger sisters, are they out in society? Yes, ma'am. All. All? What, all five out at once? Oh, that's very odd. And you only the second. The younger ones out before the elders are married. Your youngest sisters must be very young. Yes, my youngest is not 16. But I think it would be very hard on younger sisters not to have their share of amusement because the elder is still unmarried. It would hardly encourage sisterly affection. Upon my word, you give your opinion very decidedly for so young a person. Pray, what is your age? With three younger sisters grown up, Your Ladyship can hardly expect me to own to it. (CAWING) (CAWING) LADY CATHERINE: Come, Miss Bennet, and play for us. No, I beg you. For music is my delight. In fact there are few people in England who have more true enjoyment of music than myself, or better natural taste. If I had ever learnt, I should have been a great proficient. So would Anne, if her health would have allowed her. Lady Catherine, I'm not afflicted with false modesty. When I say I play poorly... Come, come, Lizzie, Her Ladyship demands it. Thank you. (CUTLERY CLINKING) (PLAYING) How does Georgiana get along, Darcy? - She plays very well..- LADY CATHERINE: I hope she practices. No excellence can be acquired without constant practise. I've told Mrs Collins this. Though you have no instrument of your own, you're very welcome to come to Rosings and play on the pianoforte in the housekeeper's room. Oh, I thank you, Your Ladyship. You'll be in nobody's way in that part of the house. You mean to frighten me, Mr Darcy, by coming in all your state to hear me, but I won't be alarmed even if your sister does play so well. I'm well enough acquainted with you, Miss Elizabeth, to know that I cannot alarm you even should I wish it. What was my friend like in Hertfordshire? (STOPS PLAYING) You really care to know? Prepare yourself for something very dreadful. The first time I saw him at the assembly, he danced with nobody at all. Even though gentlemen were scarce and there was more than one young lady sitting down without a partner. I knew nobody beyond my own party. Oh, and nobody can be introduced in a ballroom. LADY CATHERINE: Fitzwilliam, I need you. DARCY: I do not have the talent of conversing easily with people I have never met before. Perhaps you should take your aunt's advice and practise. (PLAYING PIANO) ELIZABETH: Dear Jane... (BIRDS TWITTERING) (DOOR OPENING) Mr Darcy. Please, do be seated. I'm afraid Mr and Mrs Collins have gone on business to the village. This is a charming house. I believe my aunt did a great deal to it when Mr Collins first arrived. I believe so. She could not have bestowed her kindness on a more grateful subject. - Shall I call for some tea?.- No. Thank you. (DOOR OPENING) Good day, Miss Elizabeth. It's been a pleasure. What on earth have you done to poor Mr Darcy? I have no idea. COLLINS: Every mind must have some counsellor to whom it may apply for consolation in distress. There are many conveniences which others can supply and which we cannot procure for ourselves. I have now principally in view those objects which are only to be obtained through intercourse. (THUNDER RUMBLING) Forgive me. Through the intercourse of friendship or civility. On such occasions, the proud man steps forth to meet you not with the cordiality of affection, but with the suspicion of one who reconnoitres an enemy... So, how long do you plan to stay in Kent, Colonel? As long as Darcy chooses. I'm at his disposal. Everyone appears to be at his disposal. I wonder he doesn't marry and secure a lasting convenience of that kind. She would be a lucky woman. Really? Darcy is a most loyal companion. From what I heard on our journey here, he recently came to the rescue of one of his friends just in time. What happened? He saved the man from an imprudent marriage. Who was the man? His closest friend, Charles Bingley. Did Mr Darcy give a reason for this interference? There were apparently strong objections to the lady. What kind of objections? Her lack of fortune? I think it was her family that was considered unsuitable. So he separated them. I believe so. I know nothing else. COLLINS: ...in need to every man which is bound not to think of himself more highly... (ELIZABETH PANTING) (RAIN PATTERING) (GASPS) Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you. I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectation, the inferiority of your birth, my rank and circumstance, all these things, and I'm willing to put them aside and ask you to end my agony. - I don't understand..- I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honour of accepting my hand. Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. Believe me, it was unconsciously done. - Is this your reply?.- Yes, sir. Are you laughing at me? - No..- Are you rejecting me? I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me, have hindered your regard will help you in overcoming it. Might I ask why, with so little endeavour at civility, I am thus repulsed? And I might as well enquire why, with so evident a design of insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me - against your better judgement!.- No, believe me... If I was uncivil, then that is some excuse! But I have other reasons. You know I have. What reasons? Do you think that anything might tempt me to accept the man who has ruined, perhaps forever, the happiness of a most beloved sister? Do you deny it, Mr Darcy? That you separated a young couple who loved each other, exposing your friend to the centre of the world for caprice and my sister to its derision for disappointed hopes. And involving them both in misery of the acutest kind? I do not deny it. How could you do it? Because I believed your sister indifferent to him. Indifferent? I watched them most carefully and realise his attachment was deeper than hers. That's because she's shy. Bingley, too, is modest and was persuaded she didn't feel strongly for him. - Because you suggested it..- I did it for his own good. My sister hardly shows her true feelings to me! I suppose you suspect that his fortune had some bearing... No! I wouldn't do your sister the dishonour! - Though it was suggested....- What was? It was made perfectly clear that an advantageous marriage... - Did my sister give that impression?.- No! No! No. There was, however, I have to admit, the matter of your family. Our want of connection? Mr Bingley didn't seem to vex himself about that. - No, it was more than that..- How, sir? It was the lack of propriety shown by your mother, your three younger sisters, even, on occasion, your father. (THUNDER RUMBLING) Forgive me. You and your sister I must exclude from this. And what about Mr Wickham? Mr Wickham? What excuse can you give for your behaviour towards him? You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns. He told me of his misfortunes. Oh, yes, his misfortunes have been very great indeed. You ruin his chances, and yet you treat him with sarcasm? So this is your opinion of me. Thank you for explaining so fully. Perhaps these of fences might have been overlooked had not your - pride been hurt by my honesty....- My pride? ...In admitting scruples about our relationship. Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your circumstances? And those are the words of a gentleman. From the first moment I met you, your arrogance and conceit, your selfish disdain for the feelings of others made me realise that you were the last man in the world I could ever be prevailed upon to marry. Forgive me, madam, for taking up so much of your time. (SIGHS) (EXHALING) (BIRDS CHIRPING) (DOOR CREAKING) I came to leave you this. DARCY: I shall not renew the sentiments which were so disgusting to you, but if I may, I will address the two of fences you have laid against me. My father loved Mr Wickham as a son. In consequence he left him a generous living. But upon my father's death, Mr Wickham announced he had no intention of taking orders. He demanded the value of the living which he was given and which he gambled away within weeks. He then wrote demanding more money, which I refused, after which he severed all acquaintance. He came back to see us last summer, at which point he declared passionate love for my sister whom he tried to persuade to elope with him. She is to inherit £30,000. When it was made clear he would never receive a penny of that inheritance, he disappeared. I will not attempt to convey the depth of Georgiana's despair. She was 15 years old. As to the other matter, that of your sister and Mr Bingley. Though the motives which governed me may to you appear insufficient, they were in the service of a friend. Lizzie? Are you all right? I hardly know. (CHURCH BELLS RINGING) Lizzie, how fortunate you have arrived. Your aunt and uncle are here to deliver Jane from London. - How is Jane?.- She's in the drawing room. I'm quite over him, Lizzie. If he passed me in the street, I'd hardly notice. London is so diverting. - Jane..- It's true. There's so much to entertain. What news from Kent? Nothing. At least, not much to entertain. Lizzie. Lizzie, tell Mama, tell her! Oh, Kitty, stop making such a fuss. - Why didn't she ask me as well?.- MRS BENNET: She probably can't afford it. - Because I'm better company..- Kitty, what's the matter? - I've just as much right as Lydia..- MRS BENNET: If I could but go to Brighton. - Also because I am two years older..- Let's all go. Lydia's been invited to go to Brighton with the Forsters. A little sea-bathing would set me up very nicely. I shall dine with the officers every night. Please, Papa, don't let her go. Liddy will never be easy until she's exposed herself in some public place or other, and we can never expect her to do it with so little inconvenience as under the present circumstances. If you, dear father, do not take the trouble to check her, she will be fixed forever as the silliest and most determined flirt who ever made her family ridiculous. And Kitty will follow, as she always does. Lizzie, we shall have no peace until she goes. Peace. Is that really all you care about? Colonel Forster is a sensible man. He will keep her out of any real mischief. And she is far too poor to be an object of prey to anyone. - Father, it's dangerous..- I am certain the officers will find women better worth their while. Let us hope, in fact, that her stay in Brighton will teach her her own insignificance. At any rate, she can hardly grow any worse. If she does, we'd be obliged to lock her up for the rest of her life. (DOOR CLOSING) (HUMMING) (HUMMING) Lizzie dear, you'd be welcome to accompany us. GARDINER: The Peak District is not Brighton and officers are very thin on the ground, which may influence your decision. MRS GARDINER: Come to the Peak District with us, Lizzie, and get some fresh air. MARY: The glories of nature. What are men compared to rocks and mountains? Believe me, men are either eaten up with arrogance or stupidity. If they are amiable, they're so easily led they have no minds of their own whatsoever. Oh, take care, my love, that savers strongly of bitterness. I saw Mr Darcy when I was at Rosings. Why did you not tell me? Did he mention Mr Bingley? No. ELIZABETH: No, he did not. (BIRDS CHIRPING) Oh, what are men compared to rocks and mountains? Or carriages that work. Where exactly are we? I think we're quite close to Pemberley. - Mr Darcy's home?.- That's the fellow. GARDINER: Very well stocked lake. I've a hankering to see it. Oh, no, let's not. Oh, he's so... I'd rather not, he's so... He's so... - MRS GARDINER: So what?.- He's so rich. By heavens, Lizzie, what a snob you are. Objecting to poor Mr Darcy because of his wealth. The poor man can't help it. MRS GARDINER: He won't be there anyway. These great men are never at home. (BIRDS CHIRPING) (LAUGHING) MRS GARDINER: My goodness. Keep up. GARDINER: Is your master much at Pemberley? MRS REYNOLDS: Not as much as I would wish, sir, for he dearly loves it here. MRS GARDINER: If he should marry, you might see more of him. MRS REYNOLDS: Yes, madam, but I do not know when that will be. He's a lot like his father. And most generous. When my husband was ill, Mr Darcy couldn't do enough. He didn't fuss. He just organise the servants for me. MRS REYNOLDS: This is he, Mr Darcy. A handsome face. Lizzie, is it a true likeness? Does the young lady know Mr Darcy? Only a little. Do you not think him a handsome man, miss? Yes. Yes, I daresay he is. This is his sister, Miss Georgiana. Is she at home? (BIRDS CHIRPING) (BIRDS CHIRPING) (PIANO PLAYING) (LAUGHING) (GASPS) (PANTING) (BIRDS CHIRPING) DARCY: Miss Elizabeth! (FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS) I thought you were in London. No. No, I'm not. No. - No, I came back a day early..- We would not have come - had we known you were here..- Some business with my steward. I'm in Derbyshire with my aunt and uncle. And are you having a pleasant trip? Very pleasant. - Tomorrow we go to Matlock..- Tomorrow? - Are you staying at Lambton?.- Yes. At the Rose and Crown. Yes. I'm so sorry to intrude. They said that the house was open for visitors. I had no idea... - May I see you back to the village?.- No! - I'm very fond of walking..- Yes. Yes, I know. Goodbye, Mr Darcy. PUBLICAN: This way, sir. (PEOPLE CHATTERING) Are you sure you wouldn't like to join us? - Thank you again, sir. Goodbye..- Goodbye. Goodbye. Lizzie, we've just met Mr Darcy. You didn't tell us that you'd seen him? He's asked us to dine with him tomorrow. He was very civil, was he not? GARDINER: Very civil. MRS GARDINER: Not at all how you had painted him. To dine with him? There's something pleasant about his mouth when he speaks. You don't mind delaying our journey another day, do you? MRS GARDINER: He particularly wants you to meet his sister. His sister? (PLAYING PIANO) (DOOR OPENING) Miss Elizabeth! My sister, Miss Georgiana. My brother has told me so much about you. I feel as if we are friends already. Well, thank you. What a beautiful pianoforte. My brother gave it to me. He shouldn't have. - Yes, I should've..- Oh, very well then. Easily persuaded, is she not? Your unfortunate brother once had to put up with my playing for a whole evening. But he says you play so well. Then he has perjured himself most profoundly. No, I said, "played quite well." Oh, "quite well" is not "very well." I'm satisfied. (BIRDS CHIRPING) Mr Gardiner, - are you fond of fishing?.- Oh, very much, sir. Can I persuade you to accompany me to the lake this afternoon? It's very well stocked and its occupants left in peace for far too long. I would be delighted. Do you play duets, Miss Elizabeth? Only when forced. Brother, you must force her. Splendid fishing, good company. What a capital fellow. Thank you so much, Mr Darcy. (PEOPLE CHATTERING) A letter for you, madam. Oh, it's from Jane. (SOBBING) It's the most dreadful news. Lydia has run away with Mr Wickham. They are gone from Brighton to Lord knows where. She has no money, no connections. I fear she is lost forever. This is my fault. If only I had exposed Wickham when I should. No. No, this is my fault. I might have prevented all this merely by being open with my sisters. MRS GARDINER: Has anything been done to recover her? My father has gone to London. But I know very well that nothing can be done. We have not the smallest hope. Would I could help you. Sir, I think it is too late. This is grave indeed. I will leave you. Goodbye. GARDINER: I'm afraid we must go at once. I will join Mr Bennet and find Lydia before she ruins the family forever. (EXCLAIMING) (BIRDS CHIRPING) (SOBBING) Oh, why did the Forsters let her out of their sight? I always said they were unfit to take charge of her. - And now she's ruined..- You are all ruined. MRS BENNET: Who will take you now with a fallen sister? (MRS BENNET SOBBING) Poor Mr Bennet will now have to fight the perfidious Wickham and then be killed. He hasn't found him yet, Mama. And then Mr Collins will turn us out before he's cold in his grave. JANE: Do not be so alarmed, Mama. Our uncle has gone on to London and is helping in the search. Lydia must know what this must be doing to my nerves. Such flutterings and spasms all over me. My baby Lydia. My baby. How could she do such a thing to her poor mama? - You can't do that..- Don't be such a baby. Kitty, give it to me. - No!.- Who is it for? It's addressed to Papa. It's in Uncle's writing. Papa, there's a letter! - Let me catch my breath..- It's in Uncle's writing. (DOGS BARKING) - He has found them..- Are they married? - Wait. I can't make out his script..- Oh, give it to me! Are they married? They will be, if father will settle £100 a year on her. - That is Wickham's condition..- £100? - You will agree to this, Father?.- Of course I'll agree. God knows how much your uncle must have laid on that wretched man. What do you mean, Father? No man in his senses would marry Lydia under so slight a temptation as £100 a year. Your uncle must have been very generous. Do you think it a large sum? Wickham's a fool if he accepts less than £10,000. - £10,000? Heaven forbid..- Father! (COT RATTLING) Lydia married. And at 15, too. Ring the bell, Kitty. I must put on my things and tell Lady Lucas. Oh, to see her face. And tell the servants they will have a bowl of punch. We should thank our uncle, Mama. And so he should help. He's far richer than us and has no children. A daughter, married! ELIZABETH: Is that really all you think about? When you have five daughters, Lizzie, tell me what else will occupy your thoughts, and then perhaps you will understand. (BELL RINGING) You don't know what he's like. - MRS BENNET: Lydia!.- Mama. (DOG BARKING) We passed Sarah Sims in her carriage. So I took off my glove and let my hand just rest so she might see the ring. Then I bowed and smiled like anything. MRS BENNET: Sarah Sims. I'm sure she was not half as radiant as you, my dear. Oh, Mama! You must all go to Brighton, for that is the place to get husbands. - I hope you have half my good luck..- Lydia. I want to hear every little detail, Lydia dear. - Oh, Mama!.- Beautiful. I've been enlisted in a regiment in the North of England, sir. Glad to hear it. Near Newcastle. We travel there next week. - Can I come and stay with you?.- That is out of the question. LYDIA: Well, Monday morning came and I was in such a fuss. I don't want to hear. There was my aunt, preaching and talking away as if she was reading a sermon. - She was horrid unpleasant..- Can't you understand why? But I didn't hear a word because I was thinking of my dear Wickham. I longed to know whether he'd be married in his blue coat. The North of England, I believe, boasts some spectacular scenery. LYDIA: And then my uncle was called away from the church on business, and I thought, "Who is to be our best man if he doesn't come back?" Lucky he did come back or I would have had to ask Mr Darcy, but I don't really like him. Mr Darcy? Oh, I forgot. But I shouldn't have said a word. Mr Darcy was at your wedding? He was the one that discovered us. He paid for the wedding, Wickham's commission. Everything. But don't tell anyone. He told me not to tell. - Mr Darcy?.- Stop it, Lizzie. Mr Darcy's not half as high and mighty as you sometimes. MRS BENNET: Tell Kitty to stop glaring at Mr Wickham, your father's doing enough for the pair of them. LYDIA: Kitty, have you seen my ring? Write to me often, my dear. Married women never have much time for writing. MRS BENNET: No, I dare say you won't. (DOG BARKING) When I married your father there didn't seem to be enough hours in the day! (HORSE NEIGHING) LYDIA: Well, my sisters may write to me. For they'll have nothing else to do. (LYDIA GIGGLING) (ROOSTER CROWING) There's nothing so bad as parting with one's children. One seems so forlorn without them. Goodbye. KITTY: Goodbye, Lydia. Goodbye, Mr Wickham. (DOG BARKING) Bye, Kitty. Bye, Papa. MRS BENNET: I can't imagine what your father does with all that ink. MILLINER: Mrs Bennet. Did you hear the news, madam? Mr Bingley is returning to Netherfield. Mr Bingley? Mrs Nichols is ordering a haunch of pork. She expects him tomorrow. Tomorrow? (PEOPLE CHATTERING) Not that I care about him. Mr Bingley's nothing to us. I'm sure I never want to see him again. No. We shan't mention a word about it. Is it quite certain he's coming? Yes, madam. I believe he is alone. His sister remains in town. So. Why he thinks we should be interested, I've no idea. Come along, girls. Let's go home at once, Mary, and tell Mr Bennet the impudence of the man. I wonder he dare show his face. It's all right, Lizzie. I'm... I'm just glad he comes alone because then we shall see less of him. Not that I'm afraid of myself. But I dread other people's remarks. Oh, I'm sorry. (BIRDS CHIRPING) (DOG BARKING) (HUMMING) (DOOR OPENS) He's here! He's here. He's at the door! Mr Bingley! Mr Bingley? Oh, my goodness! Everybody behave naturally. And whatever you do, do not appear overbearing. KITTY: Look, there's someone with him. JANE: Mama. Mama. Mr What's-his-name. The pompous one from before. MRS BENNET: Mr Darcy! The very insolence of it. What does he think of, coming here? Keep still, Jane. Mary, put that away at once. Find some useful employment. (KNOCKING ON DOOR) Oh, my Lord! I shall have a seizure, I'm sure I shall. JANE: Kitty! - Kitty!.- We can't have this here. Mary, the ribbons, the ribbons, the ribbons. MRS BENNET: Mary, sit down at once. Mary! MRS HILL: Mr Darcy and Mr Bingley, ma'am. (BIRDS CHIRPING) Good... MRS BENNET: How very glad we are to see you, Mr Bingley. There've been a great many changes since you went away. Miss Lucas is married and settled. And one of my own daughters, too. You will have seen it in the papers, though it was not put in as it ought to have been. Very short, nothing about her family. Yes. Yes, I did hear of it. I offer my congratulations. MRS BENNET: But it is very hard to have my Lydia taken away from me. Mr Wickham has been transferred to Newcastle, wherever that is. Do you hope to stay long in the country, Mr Bingley? Just a few weeks. For the shooting. MRS BENNET: When you have killed all your own birds, Mr Bingley, I beg you will come here and shoot as many as you please. BINGLEY: Thank you. Mr Bennet will be vastly happy to oblige you and will save all the best of the coveys for you. Excellent. Are you well, Mr Darcy? Quite well, thank you. I hope that the weather stays fine for your sport. I return to town tomorrow. So soon? MRS BENNET: My Jane looks well, does she not? She does indeed. Well, we must be going, I think. Darcy. It's been very pleasant to see you all again. Miss Elizabeth. - Miss Bennet..- MRS BENNET: You must come again. For when you were in town last winter, you promised to have a family dinner with us. I've not forgot, you see. At least three courses. Excuse me. (KITTY GIGGLING) Most extraordinary. (HENS CLUCKING) We were going to walk in, and she was going to say, "Sit down." - No, no..- No. So, I feel... (BIRDS CHIRPING) Oh, it's a disaster, isn't it? It's been, it's... - Miss Bennet..- Mr Bingley. I just go in and I'll just say it. - Just say it..- Yes. Exactly, exactly. Oh, God. I'm glad that's over. At least now we can meet as indifferent acquaintances. Oh, yes. No, you cannot think me so weak as to be in danger now. I think you are in great danger of making him as much in love with you as ever. I'm sorry, though, that he came with Mr Darcy. Don't say that. Why ever not? Jane, I've been so blind. What do you mean? KITTY: Look, it's him! He's back. He's come again. (HENS CLUCKING) (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) I know this all very untoward, but I would like to request the privilege of speaking to Miss Bennet. Alone. (BIRDS CHIRPING) Everybody to the kitchen. Immediately. Except you, Jane dear. Of course. Oh, Mr Bingley. It is so good to see you again so soon. First, I must tell you I have been the most unmitigated and comprehensive ass. (MARY SHUSHING) (KITTY GIGGLING) Kitty, quiet. Yes. A thousand times, yes. (DOOR OPENS) Thank the Lord for that. I thought it would never happen. (BIRDS CHIRPING) I am confident they will do well together. Their tempers are much alike. (MRS BENNET LAUGHING) Though they will be cheated assiduously by their servants and be so generous with the rest, they will always exceed their income. Exceed their income? He has £5,000 a year. (CHUCKLING) I knew she could not be so beautiful for nothing. MARY: "...must be free from all insincerity. "She only can address herself effectually to the heart 1625;6425947;6427198;and the feelings of others," "whose mind glows with the warmth of sensibility, 1627;6430618;6433455;and whose arguments result from conviction." "She must feel the influence of those passions and emotions 1629;6437208;6439127;which she wishes to inspire." An assumed... (SINGING) (JANE AND ELIZABETH LAUGHING) Can you die of happiness? Do you know, he was totally ignorant of my being in town in the spring. - How did he account for it?.- He thought me indifferent. Unfathomable. No doubt poisoned by his pernicious sister. Bravo. I think that's the most unforgiving speech you've ever made. Oh, Lizzie, if I could but see you so happy. If there were such another man for you. Perhaps Mr Collins has a cousin. (BOTH LAUGHING) (HORSE CARRIAGE APPROACHING) - What is that?.- JANE: What? (KNOCKING ON DOOR) Maybe he's changed his mind. (DOG BARKING) (KNOCKING ON DOOR) BENNET: Coming! Yes? Lady Catherine. The rest of your offspring, I presume. All but one, the youngest has been lately married, Your Ladyship. And my eldest was proposed to, only this afternoon. You have a very small garden, madam. Could I offer you a cup of tea, perhaps, Your... Absolutely not. I need to speak to Miss Elizabeth Bennet alone. As a matter of urgency. You can be at no loss, Miss Bennet, to understand why I am here. Indeed you're mistaken. I cannot account for this honour at all. Miss Bennet, I warn you, I am not to be trifled with. A report of a most alarming nature has reached me that you intend to be united with my nephew, Mr Darcy. I know this to be a scandalous falsehood, though not wishing to injure him by supposing it possible, I instantly set off to make my sentiments known. If you believed it to be impossible, I wonder you took the trouble of coming so far. To hear it contradicted, Miss Bennet. Your coming will be rather a confirmation, surely, - if indeed such a report exists..- If? Do you then pretend to be ignorant of it? Has it not been industriously circulated by yourself? I have never heard of it. And can you declare there is no foundation for it? I do not pretend to possess equal frankness with Your Ladyship. You may ask a question which I may choose not to answer. This is not to be borne. Has my nephew made you an offer of marriage? Your Ladyship has declared it to be impossible. Let me be understood. Mr Darcy is engaged to my daughter. - Now, what have you to say?.- Only this. If that is the case, you can have no reason to suppose he would make an offer to me. You selfish girl! This union has been planned since their infancy. Do you think it can be prevented by a young woman of inferior birth whose own sister's elopement resulted in a scandalously patched-up marriage only achieved at the expense of your uncle? Heaven and Earth, are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted? Now tell me once and for all, are you engaged to him? I am not. And will you promise never to enter into such an engagement? I will not, and I certainly never shall. You have insulted me in every possible way and can now have nothing further to say. I must ask you to leave immediately. ELIZABETH: Good night. I have never been thus treated in my entire life! (DOG BARKING) - Lizzie, what on earth is going on?.- It's just a small misunderstanding. Lizzie. Oh, for once in your life, leave me alone! (BIRDS CHIRPING) - I couldn't sleep..- Nor I. My aunt... Yes. She was here. How can I ever make amends for such behaviour? After what you have done for Lydia, and I suspect for Jane also, it is I who should be making amends. You must know. Surely you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night and it has taught me to hope as I had scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I would have to tell you, you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love... I love... I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on. Well, then. Your hands are cold. (BIRDS CHIRPING) BENNET: Shut the door, please, Elizabeth. Lizzie, are you out of your senses? I thought you hated the man. No, Papa. He's rich, to be sure, and you will have more fine carriages than Jane. But will that make you happy? Have you no other objection than your belief in my indifference? None at all. Well, we all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of fellow, but this would be nothing if you really liked him. - I do like him..- Well. I love him. He's not proud. I was wrong, I was entirely wrong about him. You don't know him, Papa. If I told you what he was really like, what he's done. What has he done? (HENS CLUCKING) KITTY: Mary, look at him. But he's so... But she doesn't like him. I thought she didn't like him. So did I. So did we all. We must have been wrong. Wouldn't be the first time, will it? (LAUGHING) No. Nor the last, I dare say. Good Lord. - I must pay him back..- No. You mustn't tell anyone. He wouldn't want it. We misjudged him, Papa, me more than anyone, in every way, not just in this matter. I've been nonsensical. But he's been a fool about Jane, about so many other things. But then, so have I. You see, he and I are... He and I are so similar. (LAUGHING) We're both so stubborn. Papa, I... (BENNET LAUGHING) You really do love him, don't you? Very much. (SIGHING) I cannot believe that anyone can deserve you, but it seems I am overruled. So I heartily give my consent. I could not have parted with you, my Lizzie, to anyone less worthy. Thank you. (CHUCKLING) If any young men come for Mary or Kitty, for heaven's sake, send them in, I'm quite at my leisure. How are you this evening, my dear? Very well. Only I wish you would not call me "my dear". Why? 'Cause it's what my father always calls my mother when he's cross about something. What endearments am I allowed? Well, let me think. Lizzie, for everyday. My pearl, for Sundays. And Goddess Divine, but only on very special occasions. And what shall I call you when I'm cross? Mrs. Darcy? No. No. You may only call me Mrs. Darcy when you are completely and perfectly, and incandescently happy. And how are you this evening, Mrs. Darcy? Mrs. Darcy.

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PIPE DREAM quando o sol bater S09 E21 It's a trap!
. (CRICKETS CHIRPING) TV ANNOUNCER. And now, back to VH1's Salute to Singers from the'90s. Today's installment, "Why they all needed to turn every vowel into the letter'A.'" ? It used to bay... ? that you loved may... ? ? But now it's nineteen- ninetay... ? ? and I have to set you fray... ? ? Fray... ? ? The letter A, the A, the A, the letter A... ? ? Thank yay! ? (ALL GROANING) - Oh, no!|- Not again! We're about to do Jedi, aren't we? (SIGHS) Let's just get through this. (STAR WARS THEME PLAYING) Sync by lightAngel / Corrected by icephoenix www.addic7ed.com Inform the commander that Lord Vader's shuttle has arrived. And also, we're missing a bunch of snow shovels from the storeroom. Does anyone know anything about that? - Uh... Snow shovels? No.|- Haven't seen any. No. - Haven't heard about it.|- No idea. No. (PEOPLE CHATTERING) Oh, my God, that was absolute hell! I just... I don't understand why... I mean, we're in a galaxy far, far away, and we still have to change in Atlanta. Hi, Darth. You got any bags, or did you leave Mrs. Vader at home? It's you? Are we already out of our own characters? - What?|- How's the construction going? Oh, fantabulously. Remember how last time they skimmed along a trench and then blew it up by shooting through a hole? - Yeah.|- Well, now there's no trench. Great. ls there a hole? - Yes.|- What? - There is.|- Well, if I were you, I'd repair that hole - before the Emperor arrives.|- The Emperor is coming here? Yeah. He loves this place. I was there when he came up with the idea for the Death Star. - Hey... Hey, Darth? Darth?|- Yeah? What? That. That's what. What? It's a circle. It's a good circle, I'll give you that. - No. No, no. Space station.|- What? - Yep.|- (IN DISBELIEF) What? - Yep, it is.|- No way! It is. It is, big time. (CLEVELAND BEEPING) CLEVELAND: You sure this is where we'll find Captain Solo? Yep, this is it. Corner of Tatooine Way and Martin Luther King Boulevard. - Hi, Artoo! You wanna come play?|- CLEVELAND: Sure! ? Here I am on Tatooine, ? ? jumping Double Dutch like you never seen. ? ? I know my way around a rope... ? ? LOIS: Help me, Obi-Wan. You're my only hope. ? - CONSUELA: Yes?|- Hi, we have a message for Jabba the... No, Mister Jabba no home. Oh. - Can we leave it with someone, because...|- No, no. Hey, look! Jabba's cat escaped! I sure hope he doesn't blame the help! (WHINING) Kitty! Kitty! Kitty, kitty, kitty! Kitty! (CLANKING) (CHATTERING) Oh, my God! Alec Baldwin? (IN ALIEN LANGUAGE) CLEVELAND: Wow. There are all kind of manner of crazy monsters in here. Yeah, and they added even more for the special edition. Hey, what are you guys doing here? (GROWLING) Artoo, play him the message. Greetings, exalted one. It's me, Luke Skywalker. I seek an audience with Your Slimness to bargain for Captain Solo's life. As a token of my goodwill, I present to you a gift, these two droids. Wait a minute, does he have the right to give us away? He just stole us from his dead uncle. (ALL LAUGHING) (SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE) ... triple-dog-dare. (SCREAMING) (ALL LAUGHING) CLEVELAND: Kid's tongue stuck to a ass. CONSUELA: Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty... (BELCHES) (ALIEN SNORING) - (FARTING)|- Sorry! Sorry. Been building up for a while. - Sorry.|- (CONTINUES FARTING) I'm sorry. I'm so sorry about this. Sorry. There we are. - I can't see!|- Just relax. You have hibernation sickness, but your eyesight will return in time. - Where am I?|- Jabba's palace. Who are you? Someone who loves you. Whoa! You are smothering me, and I need my space. (JOE LAUGHING) Wait a minute, who's that? I know that laugh. It's the 7Up guy! (ALIENS LAUGHING) - It's not the 7Up guy.|- Yeah, it is. Hey, say, "Crisp and clean, no caffeine." - Han? What are you doing here?|- Chewie? Is that you? Yeah, it's me. I got caught eating out of Jabba's trash. Well, I guess the good news is we're not being pushed into a giant anus in the desert. - What's wrong with your eyes?|- I'm blind. It's part of the hibernation sickness. That and these lesions, and the fatigue that I've been feeling, and the persistent cough. (COUGHING) You might, uh... You might have two things. (SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE) How did he get in? (GROWLING) I let him in. What, was that not cool? Nice to see you, Jabba. (IN ALIEN LANGUAGE) (AUDIENCE LAUGHING) Um... Leia, wow. - I didn't get raped. Okay?|- Okay. - Okay?|- Okay! I'm here to bargain for Han Solo and the rest of my friends. What's your price? Master Luke, be careful! You're standing on... Threepio, please. Whatever you have to say cannot possibly be as important as this conversation. But you're standing on a trap door, and if Jabba pushes the button... (ANGRILY) Threepio, what did I just say? But there's a trap door right under your feet! There's a huge monster down there, and if Jabba hits the button, the trap door's gonna open, you're gonna fall down into the dungeon below - and get eaten by the monster!|- Threepio, please! We're talking! (ROARING) (GASPS) Oh, my God! Rush Limbaugh! Limbaugh Rule Number One, no tax-dodging Jedis in my pit! Religion is tax-exempt! Jedi is a religion! (ALL CHEERING) CLEVELAND: Oh, Luke! Did you want me to throw you your lightsaber? Yeah, about ten minutes ago! Just so you know, the compartment I keep your lightsaber in is my rectum. The mighty Jabba has decreed that you are to be thrown into the Sarlacc pit. There, you will discover a new meaning of pain and suffering as you are slowly digested over a thousand years. No sweat. I'm bringing a box of All-Bran. I'll be sprayed all over the desert in a week. Right? Big lips on a stick knows what I'm talking about. Ha! Fiber! Still alive! - What's going on?|- We just got to the Sarlacc pit. - What's that?|- It's this disgusting, horrible creature that's worse than anything you could ever imagine. (HISSING) QUAGMIRE: (ON LOUDSPEAKERS) Victims of the almighty Sarlacc! His Excellency hopes that you will die honorably. But, should any of you wish to beg for mercy, the great Jabba the Hutt will now listen to your pleas. Please don't kill us! We won't do it again, honest! We'll be good, mister! We was just fooling around, is all! Jabba! This is your last chance! Free us or die! (ALL LAUGHING) (SUSPENSEFUL BRASS MUSIC PLAYING) (PLAYING TUBA) Well? We're waiting. (SCREAMING) No! Han, look out! Boba Fett is right behind you! All right, when I give the signal, we get him! (SUSPENSEFUL BRASS MUSIC PLAYING) - (STAMMERS) What happened?|- He fell. - Huh?|- He fell. Fell in the pit. - Oh! Good.|- Yeah. (CHOKING) (SCREAMS) Wait a minute! What are you doing? I thought you were blind! I am! It's okay, though. - (MORT GROANS)|- Just hang on! (SQUEALING) Gotcha! You want some laser hair removal, while I'm at it? - No, thanks.|- You sure? Come on, we gotta get out of here! (SCREAMS) PETER: (ON RADIO) Hello? Okay, so I'm going to the Dagobah system... - You gotta speak up.|- I'm going to the Dagobah system! I still can't hear you. - I said I'm going...|- It's a machine! I got you! (PETER MIMICS LASER SHOOTING) You've reached Han Solo. Please leave a message after the blorp. (HIGH-PITCHED BLORP) Hey, we got any of those Chips Ahoy! left? No, those are all gone. (GROANS) (WRAPPER CRINKLING) (WRAPPER CRINKLING) (WRAPPER CRINKLING) Well, now nobody gets them. STORMTROOPER. Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Emperor! Great to see you! Hey, this is Jeremy. He's from... You know, he's from the program, and he wants to meet you. Well, hey, Jeremy! How do you like the Death Star so far? - Good.|- Awesome! You gotta come back next year, when it's done. (AWKWARDLY) Oh... Okay, we're gonna move on now. If you ever do that to me again, l swear to God... I know! I know! Nobody told me. They kind of just dropped him on me at the last minute. I couldn't say no, man. So, I think you'll be happy. The Death Star's going to be completed on schedule. - Excellent.|- There is one thing, though, and I'm sorry about this, but your room's not ready till 4:00. So feel free to use our business center, or enjoy the pool. (KIDS LAUGHING) Stop it. Knock it off. Cut it out. Stop it! I deserve to relax, too. Master Yoda, I've come back to complete the training. Oh, you're done. There's no more training. Then l am a Jedi. No, not yet. First you have to confront Vader. Master Yoda, is Darth Vader my father? Yeah, it's either Darth Vader or Paul Reiser, but they don't want to know which one is your real father, so they're gonna raise you together. - Oh, my God!|- Yeah, and I got some more bad news. I'm getting really old and I'm not feeling so hot, and I think I might die soon. - (WEAKLY) Luke.|- Yeah? Do not underestimate the powers of the Emperor. - Luke.|- Uh-huh. When gone am I, the last of the Jedi will you be. - Luke.|- Right here. The Force runs strong in your family. - Luke!|- Haven't gone anywhere. Don't turn to the dark side. - Luke.|- What's up? You fought Vader too soon. - Luke!|- Four inches away. There is another Skywalker. Okay, see you. Master Yoda, no! Hi, Hammacher Schlemmer? I'd like the wall-size crossword puzzle. Why, yes, I do have a credit card. Name is Yoda... Parseghian? I can't believe Master Yoda's dead. Yoda will always be with you, Luke. (GASPING) A ghost! Obi-Wan! Why didn't you tell me Vader was my father? Why didn't you tell me you got a new hand? Let's take that thing out for a test drive. But if Vader's my father, does that mean I'm vulnerable to the dark side? Seriously, put your hand like you're gonna pull a carrot out of the ground. Obi-Wan, Yoda said there's another Skywalker. There is, Luke. You have a sister. A sister? Who is it? Who the hell you think it is? Who's the only goddamn woman in the galaxy? Leia! Hey, just for giggles, you wanna poop in Yoda's tiny toilet, pretend he took a giant poop? (BOTH LAUGHING) (LAUGHS) Me first! I'd like to thank you all for meeting me here, in the lobby of the Mondrian. Hey, check it out, it's another chick! The only other chick in the galaxy. I don't like her. The Emperor has made a critical error, and the time for our attack has come. We've learned that the new Death Star is not yet operational. But, more importantly, that the Emperor himself is overseeing this mission. Hey, you know what I find hilarious? Bothans. Many Bothans died to bring us this information. (INHALES SHARPLY) Ooh! Admiral Ackbar, if you will? It's a trap! (LAUGHS) Just kidding. We'll get there later. So, let's pretty much just attack like we did last time. Sound good? No need to fix what ain't broke, right? Yeah, we did this already. That's what's so fucked up. General Solo will take a stolen Imperial shuttle and knock out the shield generator on the fourth moon of Endor, while General Calrissian has volunteered to lead the squadron to destroy the Death Star. - I didn't actually volunteer.|- Everybody clear? Am I the only one with a gold star on their uniform? It's just for record-keeping. Okay! Let's go for it, people! Hey, is there anything I can do to help? Luke! - What is it?|- Ask me again sometime. - What?|- (TAUNTING) I know something about you! - Tell me.|- No. - Come on, Luke! Tell me!|- Nope! Well, for God's sakes, tell me something about somebody! Okay. Han runs an online employment website on the side. Economy got you down? Stressed out? Worried about your future? Sounds like you need a Han job. I'm Han Solo, and I have jobs for everyone. Come by and apply for your Han job, and I'll get you off and running. Other websites jerk you around and don't finish what they start. But with HANJOBS.ORG, we'll have you shooting for the stars! But keep it down, my neighbors don't know what's going on in here. All right, now remember, Lando, don't get a single scratch on the Falcon, okay? Look, will you relax? I already said I'll be careful. Well, just make sure you are. That ship's gotten me laid a bunch of times. Hey, hey, hey, girls! Anyone want to make the Kessel Run? That'd be cool, but we only got twelve parsecs. (CHUCKLING) Hop in. Threepio, why are you wearing a coat and tie? Some people still treat flying as an occasion. - What's the matter?|- Oh, nothing. I just got a funny feeling I'm never gonna see her again. - Who, the Falcon?|- No, Elizabeth Hurley. I just... I just think she's done. - (FARTS)|- (KNOCKING ON DOOR) - STEWIE. Hey! It's me! Can I come in?|- Shit. Hey, I just wanted to let you... (SNIFFING) - Oh, boy. What's that?|- I was just ironing my robe, taking a look around. What's up? Well I just wanted to let you know there's a rebel fleet massing at Sullust, and I think they're going to invade or something. You made sure there wasn't a hole in the Death Star this time? Yeah, like I'm gonna do that twice! (STAMMERING) You... Shut up, mister! Gosh almighty! But, you know, it might be something to be concerned about. It's of no concern! The rebellion will soon be crushed, and young Skywalker will be one of us. We're still doing that initiation thing we talked about, right? - Oh, yeah!|- Where you rub your wang on a fruit salad - and we watch him eat it?|- You bet! - You ate the whole thing, remember?|- (LAUGHS) Yeah, most of it. All right, this is it. Shuttle Tyderium requesting deactivation of the deflector shield. Shuttle Tyderium, transmit the clearance code for shield passage. Transmission commencing. Now we find out if that code is worth the price we paid. Vader's on that ship. Don't get jittery, Luke. There's a lot of command ships. Keep your distance, though, Chewie. But don't look like you're trying to keep your distance. - How am I supposed to do that?|- I don't know, fly casual! (WHISTLING) Does that casual-looking shuttle have a code clearance? Well, it's an older code, sir. (JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) - But it checks out.|- Wait a minute. - Skywalker's on that ship.|- You can sense him? No, he's right there. They're not going for it, Chewie. Everybody, they're not going for it. This is failing. Luke, take this gun. You shoot me, I'll shoot you. CONTROLLER: (ON RADIO) Shuttle Tyderium, the shield has been deactivated. You are cleared to approach. (CHUCKLES) Well, there you go, gang! False alarm! Oh. (STAMMERING) False alarm? PETER: All right, somebody? Anybody? Do not let me leave here without maple syrup. - How are we gonna get past?|- All right, there's only a few of them. Chewie and I'll take care of those guys, you stay here. Oh! Ladybug. (SNAPS) (POPPING) (HORN BLOWS) (YELPS) (GET READY FOR THIS PLAYING) Oh! I love this song! Hey! Over there! Two more of them! I see them. Wait! Leia! My bike! Where's my bike? Move closer! Get alongside that one! Oh! Can you play the theme from E. T., John Williams? No, but I can do the theme to Entertainment Tonight. (ENTERTAINMENT TONIGHT THEME PLAYING) MARY HART: Celebrating birthdays today, IG-88 turns 27, Lando Calrissian is 42, and "l Don't Like You, Either" Guy is 63. (STORMTROOPER SCREAMS) Keep on that one! I'll take these two! (SCREAMING) (SCREAMS) (LAUGHS VICTORIOUSLY) Destroy the planet Alderaan. You know, I think I've finally done it. I think I've gotten over the loss of my home planet, Alderaan. I've finally moved on. (BOTH GRUNTING) Ow! Oh! My side! (GROANING) General Solo, somebody's coming! Luke, there you are! Where's Leia? Have you seen her? She didn't come back? She probably decided to make like one of these trees and leave. (HORN BLOWING) (LAUGHING) Where did you get that? I don't know. I stepped on it earlier. It was just here in the woods. Been having a lot of fun with it. That's funny, because my friend lost his horn on the forest moon of Endor last year. It's not his. - Hey, cut it out.|- Do not move! Or I will stab you with my very sharp spear. Look, put that down. I'm not going to hurt you. You are my enemy, and I want you off my planet. - Want a piece of cracker?|- I will do anything you say! By the way, I think you're about to start your period. That's how I found you. Hey, hi. Me again. Hey, good news. The Death Star T-shirts finally arrived. Oh! Sweet! Oh, come on. "Death Stab"? Oh, for God's sake, Christie. Why don't you fire that girl? She's actually, believe it or not, better than the last one. I thought I told you to wait on the command ship. Yes, well, the thing is, a small rebel force has landed on the forest moon, and my son is with them. - Kurt?|- No, Luke. I thought Kurt was your son. No, no, Kurt was just a guy I was hanging around with for a while. - That wasn't my son.|- What do you mean? (STAMMERS) I mean, he was younger, but he wasn't that much younger. No, what do you mean, "hanging around with"? Oh, it's not... Just a dude, you know? Just some guy to, like, play ball with, and go to the movies, crash into real hard in the hallway. You know, just guy stuff. You know, just a bro, you know? Someone you can read the Sunday paper or share an orange with. Honestly, Darth, I have no fucking idea what you're talking about. (STAMMERING) Well, I don't know what you want me to... Look, just go down to the moon and wait for your son. I have foreseen that his compassion for you - will be his undoing.|- Got it. On my way. - No more of this Kurt shit.|- Yeah. Leia! Leia! Han, come over here. I found this. I suck. Hey, maybe we get out of the woods before nightfall, on account of the ghosts and all. Hey, guys, look over there! It's a hot girl from Florida. No, Chewie, don't! If you talk to her, you have to talk to her mom! I see you've met my daughter. You know, we were just mistaken for sisters over at the bar. Chewie, get away from... (EXCLAIMS) How are we going to get out of here? Wait a second, guys. I got an idea. Remember that laser I used to break Leia out of Jabba's handcuffs? Well, here comes a little tiny saw! (ALL SCREAMING) Whoa! What the hell are these? Hamsters? Oh, my God, they're adorable! (GASPING) (ALL EXCLAIMING) ALL: (CHANTING) Gold Guy. Gold Guy. Gold Guy. Gold Guy. Gold Guy. Gold Guy. - What are they doing?|- I'm not sure. They seem to think I'm some sort of god. And they seem to think I'm Sum 41. ? All the small things... ? That's Blink-182. Sum 41 is the band that married Avril Lavigne. Oh... Huh! Seems like everybody would turn out a loser in that situation. Everybody did. (HORN BLOWING) Threepio, tell them to let us go. What the hell am I supposed to say? Tell them if they don't let us go, you'll become angry and use your magic. Yeah, I'll get right on that. (SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE) It's not working! Is this your card? (ALL EXCLAIMING) - Luke! Han!|- Leia! Who braided your hair? - Did the Ewoks braid your hair?|- Yeah. So, they use spears with wooden shafts and stone-carved tips, yet they clearly understand the finer points of cosmetology? I know, it's not as good as Empire. (SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE) ...born and raised... (SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE) ...most of my days... ...'maxing, relaxing all cool... ...b-ball... ...no good... ...trouble... neighborhood... ...one little fight... ...scared... ...auntie and uncle in Bel Air. (THE FRESH PRINCE OF BEL-AIR THEME PLAYING) ...DJ Jazzy Jeff homeless. Luke, are you okay? Leia, I've got something kind of messed up to tell you. You're my sister. I know. - Somehow, I've always known.|- You have? Did you know when you kissed me on Hoth? - Yeah.|- Well, that's pretty weird! I'm from Alderaan. It's kind of the Mississippi of the galaxy. Speaking of which, ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Darth Twitty. (AUDIENCE CHEERING) (THE GAMES THAT DADDIES PLAY PLAYING) ? He put his arms around her shoulder ? ? and with a voice that sounded older ? ? he said "Mom, I got something on my mind." ? PILOT: Imperial shuttle requesting permission to land like a dainty butterfly. CONTROLLER: Permission granted. Nice. That was nice. - Hey, Son.|- Hey, Dad. Haven't seen you in a while. Yeah, I know. Sorry about that. But I got you a new baseball. Good. Our first catch of the day. Hey, go wait in the AT-AT. Now listen, since your mom's out of town and I have you for the weekend, I thought it would be fun if the Emperor and I turned you over to the dark side of the Force. Daddy, if I may, I'd like to throw out another option. I sense the good in you. Hang out with me on the lighter side of the Force. (LAUGHING) That's something. All right, so what do you say? You want to go see the Emperor? I don't know. Can we have tacos? No, Friday is taco night. Oh, darn. (GASPS) - But today is Friday!|- Yep! (BOTH CHUCKLING) Gotcha! Oh, my God, we're going to have so much fun. All right. Stand by to jump to lightspeed. When we arrive at Endor, we will destroy the Death Star and then begin setting up the Ewok reassignment camps. I hate that stupid fish man. I say when we're done with this, we go over there and fry him up in a skillet. All right, here goes nothing. I'm going to sneak up on that guy. - Hey!|- Gotcha! (LAUGHING) Okay, you got me. Hey, wait, you got something there. Oh, my God! I can't believe I fell for that. I know. Now, excuse me, I have to make out with my girlfriend. Oh! Sorry! I'll leave you two alone. - Nah, it's just me by myself!|- (LAUGHING) Oh, my God! That's so cool! Hey, take your helmet off. I'll do "got your nose." We're not supposed to take these off, but I really want to see that. What the hell? Your head is so small! Yeah, that's why we wear these big helmets. It's a lot more intimidating. I'll be honest with you. I don't like people who are different. Hey, hey! Look who I brought! - Welcome, young Skywalker.|- Thank you. - Not you!|- I'm so embarrassed. I thought you should know, young Skywalker, that your friends are walking into a trap. Wow. You're white? You totally sounded black on the phone. Silence! You will turn to the dark side, and your precious rebellion will be destroyed. Oh! (MOCKINGLY) I'm afraid the shield generator will be quite operational when your friends arrive. Jeez, you don't have to be a dick about it. All right, everybody, hands in the air! All right. Now I want you to take off your helmets, go outside and dig your own graves with them. Han, that's kind of dark. Shut up! There's enough cutesy crap in this movie. l think we all need this. Now get outside! (MEN CRYING) - I have a family!|- Faster! I just do data entry! - All right. You, kill him.|- What? Kill him. Take this knife and stab him in the mouth. No, please! Shut up! And after he's dead, cut off his face and wear it as your face. - Please!|- I've had it up to here with Ewoks. Now, stab him and wear his face! And then go home to his family still wearing his face, and see how long it takes them to figure out that it's you and not him. Hold it right there! You rebel scum. Wow. What a voice! Do you mind reading this for me? "Paging Mr. Herman, Mr. Pee-wee Herman." I found my bike! (LAUGHS) What do you mean, we can't get any reading on the shield? Man, only thing I'm reading is Cat in the Hat. Damn cat! That hat looks ridiculous! Admiral, we've got enemy ships in sector 47. It's a trap! It's a trap! Also, whose cat? (CAT MEOWS) (SIGHS) Someone get your cat. Fighters coming in! Lando to Enterprise! Draw their fire away from the cruisers! We're having tea, thank you very much. Yes, tea. Listen, you guys, this is all a crazy misunderstanding. (WHISTLES) You think this is gonna work? Oh, yeah. Those Ewoks had all of five minutes to get things prepared. I'm sure it's all gonna work out fine. (HORNS BLOWING) (SCREAMS) This armor's useless! Why do we even wear it? (GIRLS GIGGLING) Look out! Here comes a squadron of PIE fighters! CARTER: Look at that, huh? Look at the crappy job your friends are doing. And here's something that's gonna piss you off even more. Fire at will! Gee, Dr. Smith, this doesn't seem like a very safe place to be. (CRYING) William! (LAUGHS) Okay, now fire at everybody else. Holy shit! That blast came from the Death Star! - That thing's operational!|- What's that mean? - It's fully functional!|- I still don't get it. I'm five. Bang, bang, boom, boom! Bang, bang, boom, boom? Damn, that thing's operational! Look at that! Blowing up rebel ships! Bet that gets you going. You hate me now? Come on. Take that lightsaber and try to strike me down, and your journey toward the dark side will be complete. I've seen a lot of ships get blown up. It's no big deal. Yeah, I guess that wouldn't get under my skin, either. Not the way Seth Green gets under my skin. Huh? Yeah. Boy, that guy rubs me the wrong way. I mean, has he ever made anything successful? Greg the Bunny, Four Kings, and that godawful puppet show. It's on, like, channel 100 or something. Well, I think he's had some successes. Buffy the Vampire Slayer was popular. It was not popular. Entertainment Weekly said it was popular, but it wasn't. - Hardly anybody ever watched that show.|- Yeah, I never caught it. Well, he's been in some big movies. The Austin Powers movies grossed, like, a billion dollars. What, because of Seth Green? Do you ever hear anyone say, "Hey, let's go see that new Austin Powers, Seth Green's in it"? You're not getting to me, man. You're talking about an actor who I happen to enjoy. Well, I certainly enjoyed him in Entourage, 'cause in that show, he was playing himself, an asshole. Oh! Sorry. (LAUGHS) This is my joke lightsaber. It's cute, right? Okay, for real now. (MESS AROUND PLAYING) ? Mess around. ? ? They doing the mess around. ? ? They doing the mess around. ? ? Everybody doing the mess around. ? Join us, Luke. Turn to the back side of the Force. - What?|- The dark side. Turn to the... (CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY) To the... Long day. I will not fight you, Father. Then you will meet your destiny. Oh, my God! Are you okay? Oh, my God! I meant to hit you in the shoulder, and that whole thing just fell! - Did you see that?|- What? - That whole thing just fell.|- How? I don't know. He was up there like, "I can't do this," I threw the thing, and I just meant to hit him in the arm, and then the whole thing fell. Well, that's good, right? We want him hurt. Are you using your brain? We're lucky if we come out of this without a lawsuit. Ow! STORMTROOPER: Freeze! Okay, now you're in a laundromat, and there's only one available machine, and you're fighting over it. Go! Oh, God! It looks like all these machines are taken. Oh, drat! And me with all my soiled underthings. If anyone asks, I shot him. Got that? You were crying in the corner. Holy crap. Stay back. Hey, bitches! I just killed, like, fifty stormtroopers. - That thing is really cool!|- Damn right it is! See that squirrel over there? Hi, little squirrel. (MIMICS LASER FIRING) Ooh! Hey, why don't you blast open this door, and then we can... Hey, a butterfly! Look at those beautiful wings flapping. But uh-oh, here comes ka-slice! Hey, speedy little hummingbird. You're so fast, aren't you? Oh, but are you as fast as this? (EXCLAIMS) Whoa! What do we have here? A fully formed beehive! Must have taken months to build that guy. Well, guess what? (EXCLAIMS) (GROANING) Oh, God! (SCREAMING) Oh, my God! Should we help him? Eh. (MUFFLED) I think... I think... I think... Give yourself to the dark side, Luke. CHRIS: I will not fight you. Well, all right. I guess that's no problem. I can always get Seth Green to fight me. He'll do anything for money. I mean, did you see Sex Drive? Oh, of course you didn't. You're a person. Of course, I guess it did respectable foreign numbers. Asians really liked it. And you gotta hand it to Seth Green. I mean, he works hard, you know? I mean, the work is much harder when you know the project is no good. Still, all those small paychecks must add up. (GRUNTING) I wonder if his fan base knows how Jewish he really is. (YELLING) (GROANS) Hey, you got a good hand guy, right? CARTER: Good. Good! Your hate has made you powerful. Now, fulfill your destiny and take your father's place at my side. Can we at least put together a press release that says I'm resigning of my own accord to pursue other evil projects? I'll never join the dark side. You failed, Your Highness. I'm a Jedi, like my father before me. All right, let's everybody just calm the fuck down. Move! Run! The shield is down. Commence attack on the Death Star's main reactor. The shield may be down, but they've gone into glitter-ball mode. (DISCO VERSION OF STAR WARS THEME PLAYING) If you will not be turned, you will be destroyed. Oh, yeah? You and what lightning hands? Oh! Now you've done it. (SCREAMING) Yeah! I'm a bad guy! Yeah! Yeah! How about that, huh? Look at that! Look what l can do! Yeah! Out the butt-hole! Father, please! "Please"! You know what? You have nice manners. I'm so delighted that Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen took the time to teach you nice manners. And just for that, I'm going to help you out here. (CARTER SCREAMING) That's the power of "please," kids. (BOTH SCREAM) Luke, help me get this mask off. Let me look on you with my own eyes, father to son. (NECK SNAPS) Ahhh! Oh, no! He's dead because of what the Emperor did a while ago! I better take his body! Just 'cause. Okay, Wedge, take out the power station. ? Some like it hot, and some sweat when the heat is on. ? ? Some feel the heat and decide... ? Thank you. (ALL CHEERING) Hey, Leia, you got a date for the We Just Killed Thousands of People Dance tonight? - No.|- You do now. Pick you up at 7:00. And save Yub Nub for me. Come to think of it, you can shave your yub nub for me, too! (LAUGHS EXCITEDLY) I'll see you at 7:00. (STORMTROOPERS SCREAMING) (EWOKS CHATTERING) (YUB NUB PLAYING) What the hell, man? I was gonna make it! Thanks for watching over me and keeping me safe. Fuck you! You murdered me, you ass. The end. And that's the final chapter in the Star Wars saga. What about the prequels? I think The Cleveland Show is gonna do those. Dad, one question. What do you got against Seth Green? I just think he's a douche. You got a problem with that? Well, we're all entitled to our own opinion. For example, me, l think Seth MacFarlane is a douche. - What's that, now?|- Yeah, I don't like him, either. Yeah, me neither. Wait a second. I hear he's a pretty nice guy. Yeah, good-looking guy. Talented, young... Talented? He ripped off The Simpsons. Yeah, he watched TV in the '80s. We get it. And he only puts out, like, ten new episodes a year. And then he splits those up into five DVD sets. He doesn't make those decisions, Chris. Those decisions are made at the corporate level. But he still takes the money every week. How noble. And doesn't he have a whole staff that writes those episodes anyway? Well, I wouldn't know about that, but I think, and I hope, Chris, that ultimately, people will just remember the laughter. Sync by lightAngel / Corrected by icephoenix www.addic7ed.com

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Deadpool 6TH WRITETHRU, Sunday final 10:12AM: 20th Century Fox’s Deadpool is bigger than anyone thought possible. Yes, it has scored the top opening for a February release with $135M over FSS and $150M-$153M over FSSM, beating Fifty Shades of Grey‘s first weekend figures last year. But, Deadpool also flogged Matrix Reloaded‘s $91.8M opening record to become the highest R-rated debut of all-time, not to mention it’s the biggest opening Fox executives have ever seen, surpassing Star Wars: Episode III: Revenge of the Sith (FSS $108.4M). Related 'Jurassic World's All-Time Record: Why The Town Didn't See It Coming Until It Happened How did Deadpool set the box office on fire? Fox conservatively projected the weekend for this R-rated supehero movie in the $60M-$65M range last week. Rival distribution chiefs had the Marvel anti-hero film as high as $80M. But even they were off. As we saw with the surprise then-all-time record opening of Jurassic World last June, when it comes to record openings and tracking, the statistical sampling is small, making it hard for industry chiefs to predict. There was a little bit of that going on with Deadpool. RECENT COMMENTS ADD COMMENT 76 People Commenting WMX 7 hours Haha, Eisner wanted Playboy more than Pixar, that not true whatsoever. And, Iger, not Eisner, was the... WMX 8 hours I don't count imprint brands of majors. AJ 8 hours " Another suit got to the heart of the matter as to why Deadpool is truly resonating:... An R-rated supehero movie in the dead of winter blowing the top off the B.O. is highly unusual. That’s why projections were so low on Deadpool. The last R-rated comic book properties to play the first quarter of the year were Warner Bros. Watchmen ($55.2M opening) in 2009 and 300 ($70.9M) in 2007. Given Deadpool‘s strong tracking, if the film was rated PG-13, that would have prompted estimates to be in the $125M-$150M range. “An R-rated superhero film like this had never been done before. And when it’s never been done before, it’s hard to comp and predict. You’re doing something that’s never been done. It’s like you throw the rulebook out the window,” said Fox domestic distribution chief Chris Aronson on Deadpool’s tracking. “That R gave everyone pause for concern,” said one rival distribution insider this morning, “Then throw in Valentine’s Day on Sunday and a holiday Monday and it is really hard to predict. We all knew it would be great but calling a performance this strong is just not possible.” Even though Deadpool carried a low production cost for a comic book film of $58M, it was definitely a gamble. Remember Lionsgate’s critically acclaimed 2010 film Kick Ass? That comic book property, which also was an anarchistic send-up of the superhero genre, was predicted to be a surprise spring hit opening to $30M at the time, but it fell on its face during its first weekend with $19.8M and a final domestic of $48M. Why did that ultra violent comic book film fizzle and Deadpool overpower? Essentially as a Marvel brand, Deadpool is more popular with a significant groundswell coming from a popular Activision video game and a strong presence on social media. Not to mention, audiences are responding to Ryan Reynolds’ transcending turn as Deadpool (47% cited the actor as the main reason why they bought tickets this weekend). Forty-one percent of all moviegoers told ComScore’s PostTrak that they were planning to see this movie well before they left for the theater this weekend. Fandango reported that Deadpool was their highest February advance ticket seller. While the assumption is that rival distribution executives always like to snark on the competition, this morning they were in complete awe at Fox’s success. One marketing executive applauded Fox’s unconventional marketing campaign and its ability to pull a good portion of women to Deadpool. Another suit got to the heart of the matter as to why Deadpool is truly resonating: “The film has a self-deprecating tone that’s riotous. It’s never been done before. It’s poking fun at Marvel. That label takes itself so seriously, can you imagine them making fun of themselves in a movie? They’d rather stab themselves.” (X-Men and Deadpool film rights were sold to Fox years ago; thus falling outside the Disney Marvel empire). In sum, the anti-superhero movie, complete with nudity and bawdy jokes, drew an A CinemaScore and a 97% excellent/very good PostTrak score. The latter polling org also stated that 52% of all moviegoers felt that Deadpool met their expectations while another 45% said it exceeded them. Amazing. “In a way it’s similar to The Revenant: We’ve taken a seemingly familiar genre and turned it upside down in an incredibly creative way that audiences really responded to,” said Aronson about Deadpool‘s success. *****Other box office news from this morning******** After posting the biggest opening day in February with $47.5M, Deadpool also scored the second biggest day ever for the month with an estimated $42.6M. Typically fanboy films are frontloaded, seeing drops of at least a third in their second day.Deadpool dipped -10%. PLF screens at 465 repped 13% of Deadpool‘s FSS or $17.6M. That’s the biggest R-rated opening for the PLF format, knocking out its previous $8.7M high from American Sniper. Imax is tabulating a February and R-rated record of $16.8M over FSS and $19M over FSSM. Deadpool is also the second best opening ever for the first installment of a superhero property behind Disney/Marvel’s The Avengers ($207.4M). TOP SUPERHERO MOVIE OPENINGS (FIRST INSTALLMENTS) Fox also owns the No. 2 spot with DreamWorks Animation’s Kung Fu Panda 3 which drew $7.7M on Saturday, +100% over Friday on track for a FSS of $19.65M and a FSSM of $26M. Pic will stand with $100.3M by the end of Monday. In the battle between female skewing females — WB/MGM/New Line’s How to Be Single and Paramount’s Zoolander 2 — the Warner Bros. R-rated female ensemble comedy comes out on top in third place overall; meeting its low $20M 4-day projections as well as a 3-day of $18.9M. But wait, Zoolander 2 marketing was everywhere (scroll down), how did this come to be? Simply put, Warner Bros. knew who its audience was — older females — and went after them in their materials and TV spots (IspotTv estimates $21M) which were not only spread around the big 4 networks, but on femme-skewing channels like Bravo and E!. Z2 was stretching for women in its fashion themes and whatever guys in its cult comedy aspect. Production cost on HTBS was $38M. Business was +14% on Saturday over Friday with $6M. Older females took up the most movie seats here. Sometimes when Warner Bros. has the right romantic comedy counterprogramming, they can siphon adults. This was the situation during late July 2011 when Crazy, Stupid, Love drew $19M cutting into Cowboys and Aliens’ business ($36.4M). That didn’t happen this time around. Deadpool overpowered and HTBS stayed on track. If Deadpool is causing any pain, it’s to Paramount’s Zoolander 2. Sure, Z2 drew slightly more females than males at 51%, but a majority of them are watching Deadpool instead. Paramount is calling Z2‘s 3-day at $15.65M, which inches out the opening of part 1’s $15.5M back in September 2001. Four-day is projected at $18M. Anchorman 2’s FSS of $26.2M was the comp heading into the weekend, but let’s face facts: Zoolander was never Anchorman. It’s a cult comedy, which drew a little more than half of Anchorman‘s $85.2M domestic B.O. . Paramount was relentless about promoting Z2, capitalizing on its fashion angle, particularly overseas. There was a London fan day as well as Owen Wilson and Ben Stiller posing in the storefront of Valentino’s Rome store. The duo even hit the Valentino fashion show in character drawing close to 1M views on YouTube. There were a series ofZoolander Bitmojis released in conjunction with the NYC premiere, and digital Valentine’s Day cards too. Before the teaser dropped in November for Z2, the pic’s cameo star Justin Bieber gave a shoutout on Instagram to Derek Zoolander’s handle. Relishmix graded Z2‘s reach as exceptional with a universe of 914M, with strong activity and a good hashtag turnout. The social media monitor noticed that other social stars from Kim Kardashian West to Miley Cyrus were mixed into this huge SMU, which is composed of 329M Facebook fans, 275M Twitter followers, 257M Instagram followers and 53M YouTube views. However, despite this large total, the sequel is challenged by a predominantly non-activated cast. Nonetheless, I’m told the cast worked it other ways by showing up in character at a slew of events; they weren’t just junketing. Beiber (207.3M followers) posted some Zoolander clips to his Facebook page weeks ago that received hundreds of thousands of hits. But he’s been shy about tubthumping the film recently other than a shout-out to Stiller, apologizing for missing the premiere. Co-star Will Ferrell has a robust social following with 24M, but that’s mostly from FunnyOrDie. Wilson, Kristin Wiig and Penelope Cruz are not at all social. Stiller counts 8.4M across FB and Twitter. The top 10 studio estimates as compiled by Amanda N’Duka for the weekend of Feb. 12-15, 2016 (for a full report on Specialty box office, go here): 1). Deadpool (FOX), 3,558 theaters / $47.45M Fri. */ $42.55M Sat. (-10%) / $45M Sun. (+6%)/ 3-day cume: $135M /4-day: $150M/ Wk 1 *includes $12.7M Thursday previews 2). Kung Fu Panda 3 (DWA/FOX), 3,844 theaters (-143) / $3.9M Fri. /$7.7M Sat. (+100%) / $8.1M Sun. (+5%)/ 3-day cume: $19.65M (-8%)/4-day: $26M/Total cume: $100.3M/ Wk 3 3). How To Be Single (WB/MGM/New Line), 3,394 theaters / $5.25M Fri.** /$6M Sat. (+14%) / $7.5M Sun. (+25%)/ 3-day cume: $18.75M /4-day: $20.7M/ Wk 1 4TH WRITE THRU, Saturday AM update: It is an unprecedented time at the winter box office with 20th Century Fox’s Marvel superhero Deadpool shattering February records with an opening day of $47.5M, a projected 3-day of $118.4M-$123M and a 4-day of $129.6M-$136M. Such numbers easily annihilate those high bars set by Universal’s Fifty Shades of Grey last year with a $30.3M Friday and $93M four-day holiday weekend. But here we have a comic book adaptation that’s out of the typical summer/holiday season, and it’s blowing away the summer opening highs of more mainstream superhero character pics like Man of Steel (3-day $116.6M) and Spider-Man ($114.8M). As studios max out on sequels for mainstream superheros, read Spider-Man and Iron Man, the trend is to delve into comic book anthology’s deeper vaults of arguably lesser-known characters and bring them to life on the big screen. Sometimes that’s a risk that doesn’t pay off. Fox failed with its Daredevil spinoff Elektra in 2005 which bottomed out with $24M stateside. Initially, Marvel’s Ant-Man didn’t exactly wow with its $57.2M debut but then the film churned out a 3x multiple of $180.2M stateside with Disney announcing a sequel. Who knew the world was screaming out for a foul-mouthed R-rated anti-hero like Deadpool? Simply put, audiences are bewitched by Deadpool‘s merciless send-up of the Marvel brand, topped by a fair share of nudity, foul-mouthed funny, and fourth-wall breaking. According to social media monitor RelishMix, there’s been a thirst for this character among fans: Outside of the film, there are social media pages dedicated to the comic-book, the Activision video game with a total reach of 587K. Fans are making parody videos dressed as the Reynolds character. Youtube channel Epic Rap Battles has a Deadpool vs. Boba Fett rivalry which has accumulated 18M views, clocking 159K per day. Among 3-day opening before May, when summer starts, Deadpool will likely rank third behind The Hunger Games ($152.5M) and Furious 7 ($147.2M). Similar to Universal with Fifty Shades of Grey last year which carried a $40M cost, Fox should recoup its $58M production cost before P&A on Deadpool by Monday. Fox has plenty of bragging rights this weekend: Deadpool will be the studio’s third $100M-plus grosser of 2016 after DreamWorks Animation’s Kung Fu Panda 3 (which is poised to cross that mark by Monday) and New Regency’s The Revenant. February isn’t even over yet. Deadpool is also a huge win for Ryan Reynolds; easily his best opening of all-time. Here’s a guy with an excellent reputation off-set that has been trying to make a go as a marquee name since 2002’s Van Wilder. Reynolds had the deck stacked against him with another superhero movie in 2011, Warner Bros.’ Green Lantern, which despite its $53M opening was considered a bomb given its $200M production cost. Forty-seven percent of the audience on Friday cited Reynolds as the main reason they showed up, while 59% said it was because Deadpool is a superhero movie. CinemaScore is an absolute A, not just with all auds, but guys and gals, too. Males showed up in full force at 57% on par with Ant-Man. ComScore PostTrak reports that 88% of moviegoers said they’d recommend Deadpool to a friend. That’s the same recommendation score that Star Wars: The Force Awakensearned during its opening weekend. Further evidence that word of mouth is through the roof: 92% of those polled by PostTrak said they know five friends or family members who would see the movie (Force Awakens scored a 95% in this category). Check out this page’s photo of the line for Deadpool at Edwards Valencia 12 & Imax in Valencia, CA. For RelishMix, Deadpool‘s social media is more than perfect. The film’s social media universe is weighed at 527M, composed of 25M+ Facebook fans, nearly 2M Twitter followers, 3M Instagram followers and over 496M YouTube views. Reynolds is carrying the torch with 6.3M followers, adding tens of thousands of followers each day. Also, co-star Gina Carano counts 1.3M across Twitter, FB and Instagram. As previously reported, 76% of PostTrak audiences said that Deadpool was excellent with 19% giving the Tim Miller feature directorial debut a very good. Fourteen percent of Deadpool‘s Friday gross came from PLF screen which grossed $6.4M. Cinemark XD made $1.6M of that figure. Deadpool’s domination is veering its competition off course in regards to their original projections. Warner Bros. release of New Line/MGM’s How to Be Single is now estimated with a Friday of $5.25M, 3-day of $16M-$17M and 4-day of $18M-$20M in third place. Not bad, but some had it much higher, and it’s getting outflanked by Kung Fu Panda 3 which is projected with a 3-day of $20M and 4-day of $26M. CinemaScore gave the Dakota Johnson-Rebel Wilson-Alison Brie-Leslie Mann ensemble a B on Friday. Huge older female turnout at 82% femmes, 71% over 25. Sixty percent came out because it’s a R-rated raunchy comedy while 39% came out for the four stars. Since it’s a girls’ choice weekend, HTBS has the upper hand over Paramount’s Zoolander 2 in terms of overall reception. The Ben Stiller sequel is trying to keep its head high in the face of brutal reviews (22% Rotten) with a $4.2M Friday, $13M-$14M 3-day and $15M-$16.5M 4-day in fourth place. That’s below the low $20M FSSM Paramount expected. Even worse, CinemaScore audiences weren’t hip to its fashion on Friday night giving it a C+, the same exact grade they gave the original close to 15 years ago. The sequel’s opening isn’t too far from the $15.5M FSS racked up by that first installment. Some say the best part of Z2 is in the beginning…when Justin Bieber dies. Z2 skewed female at 51%, and they liked the movie better than men, B- to C. Sixty-two percent were 25 and up, and the over 50 set loathed Z2 with a D+. Thirty-four percent came out for Stiller and Owen Wilson; their draw for chapter 1 was double that with 70%. Forty-eight percent arrived at Z2 because they wanted to see a comedy. Essentially the Zoolander fans got a little older, and a bit more female. Per Relish Mix, Justin Bieber’s onscreen demise has been the core discussion on social, but fans are suspicious that Z2 can match the original. Here’s something to put a smile on Michael Moore’s face while he’s in the hospital battling pneumonia: His latest documentary Where to Invade Next is set to pull in the biggest limited opening of his career with a FSS of $1M and a FSSM of $1.2M at 308 venues. That’s second, of course, to the $23.9M wide release of 2004’s Fahrenheit 9/11, but bests the $231K FSS made by 2009’s Capitalism:A Love Story. Acquired out of the Toronto International Film Festival by former Radius chiefs Tom Quinn and Jason Janego’s unnamed new label, WTIN originally looked at a Dec. 23 opening, than opted for this weekend in the heart of primary season. Drafthouse Films’ Tim League is also distributing the title. A 50-bus tour was planned with Moore, then scrapped due to his health. Moore asked his fans to tubthump on social media. In regards to Saturday’s business, most films in the top 10 are expected to see a huge lift over Friday between +10%-+110%; except for Deadpool which some have mapped as being front-loaded in the nature of fanboy films. Some predict Deadpool‘s Saturday down by as much as 30%, but we’ll see about that. It is drawing a decent number of women. Sunday is the added bonus for many distributors with the top 10 pics seeing hikes by as much as +5%-25%.

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two days, authorities across the country scrambled to find Stephens, the man wanted the death of Robert Godwin -- a self-taught mechanic and grandfather of 14. "We're grateful that this has ended," Cleveland Police Chief Calvin Williams said. "We would prefer that it had not ended this way because there are a lot of questions, I'm sure, that not only the family but the city in general would have had for Steve."
Review Romeu and Juliet
Film Review - Romeo and Juliet This new film of Romeo and Juliet is a very successful adaptation of Shakespeare’s famous play and it does a great job of engaging the audience with the story at all times. The story begins with a large fight between the Capulets and the Montagues, two prestigious families in Verona, Italy. The two protagonists of the story, Romeo and Juliet, who come from these two families, fall in love, only to later discover that their families are enemies. They are devastated, but they decide to marry and so Romeo and Juliet are married by Friar Lawrence. Juliet’s mother wants her daughter to marry a man named Paris, but she refuses to comply. Friar Lawrence gives Juliet a potion which will make her appear dead and he promises to tell Romeo. She drinks the potion and everybody thinks she is dead. Friar Lawrence’s letter fails to reach Romeo, so he assumes that his wife is dead and commits suicide. Later, Juliet wakes to find Romeo is dead and so she kills herself. I would wholeheartedly recommend this film to anyone who likes Shakespeare and romantic love stories. It is a classic story that still appeals to everybody, even younger audiences.

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review 'Star Trek Beyond'
'Star Trek Beyond' returns to its roots breezily, if not boldly Brian Lowry Updated 1242 GMT (2042 HKT) July 22, 2016 Movie Pass: 'Star Trek Beyond' 01:39 Los Angeles (CNN)Near the beginning of "Star Trek Beyond," Captain Kirk complains about life on the Starship Enterprise having grown "episodic." The same can largely be said of this third outing with the new cast -- though, in this context, that's generally a good thing. While imbued with a melancholy streak due to the untimely death of actor Anton Yelchin, along with the passing of Leonard Nimoy, this latest adventure plays like a throwback from the old "Trek" series -- inflated, naturally, into a big, sprawling, IMAX-worthy version of it. Perhaps for that reason, the movie starts with considerable energy, peaks about halfway through, and feels as if it's padding and improvising gravity-defying threats in the last half-hour or so, though not enough to significantly offset its other charms. In a summer of ho-hum blockbusters, this one at least mostly delivers, especially for those weaned on "Star Trek" lore. Three years into its five-year mission, the Enterprise is dealing with the drudgery of space exploration when Kirk (Chris Pine) and his crew dock at a massive space station. There, they learn of a stranded ship in a nebula that no other help can reach. The rescue effort, however, quickly (if not unexpectedly) goes awry, as the Enterprise faces a sneak attack by an overwhelming enemy, in what's easily the movie's most visually dazzling sequence. From there, it's down to the nearest planet, where the scattered crew must try to thwart the genocidal aims of Krall (Idris Elba). Because the key members of the Enterprise crew are a constant element, these movies are in some ways defined by their villains. And while Krall is plenty evil, the compelling actor playing him has a tough time chewing his way through the heavy makeup under which he's mired. Compared to the last outing featuring Benedict Cumberbatch, who wasn't burdened with bulky prosthetics, it's a step down. Fortunately, director Justin Lin (a veteran of the "Fast & Furious" franchise, working from Simon Pegg and Doug Jung's screenplay) keeps the pace humming along, while offering nifty character notes. That includes wisely placing Mr. Spock (Zachary Quinto) and Dr. McCoy (Karl Urban) in peril together, allowing them to bicker and, faced with death, flirt with admitting how fond they really are of each other. The title notwithstanding, "Beyond" operates within a pretty narrow frontier and doesn't bring anything especially bold or new to the equation. But there's something to be said for its workmanlike efficiency. In more earthbound terms, that should also bring some good news to its studio, Paramount, amid the corporate soap opera currently surrounding it. Granted, with all the galaxies at its disposal, and yet another TV series in dry dock, one might hope for a "Star Trek" movie with a bit more narrative heft. But in terms of delivering solid entertainment for its devoted base? Mission accomplished. "Star Trek Beyond" premieres on July 22.

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review S.H.I.E.L.D.
all the creative and genre-expanding shows to debut in the last few years, none have been quite so fascinating to watch as the wildly ambitious narrative experiment of ABC's "Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." The hype explosion that prefaced its debut last fall — Joss Whedon's return to the small screen! Possible cameos by "The Avengers" cast! — led to an underlying assumption that the show would either hit big or fail spectacularly. ABC orders full season of 'Marvel's Agents of the S.H.I.E.L.D.' Jessica Gelt It has, in fact, done neither. Struggling to find big ratings and, during early episodes, a consistently compelling storyline, "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." ends its first season Tuesday having created a vivid alternate universe populated by some memorable characters (Ming-Na Wen's crazy-great Agent May in particular). Not surprisingly, the show was recently renewed for a second season. More important, it created a whole new sort of television show: One that must support, and change with, the plot twists of its film family. lRelated SHOW TRACKER ABC renews 'Scandal,' 'Grey's Anatomy, 'Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.' and more SEE ALL RELATED 8 Film and TV have always been kissing cousins, with stories, concepts and characters migrating back and forth. "Friday Night Lights" is the most oft-quoted example of a TV show outshining the film on which it was based. "Parenthood" and, more recently, "Hannibal" have also expanded a story made famous by film, while "Fargo" provides a more tonal, and quite unique, accompaniment to the movie with which it shares a name. But never before has television been literally married to film, charged with filling in the back story and creating the connective tissue of an ongoing film franchise. Debuting in the aftermath of the Battle of New York as depicted in "The Avengers," "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." resurrected Clark Gregg's Phil Coulson to help the world cope with its new super-hero awareness. With a team that includes fighter pilot/martial arts expert May, the square-jawed Agent Ward (Brett Dalton), the adorable science/tech team of Fitz (Iain De Caestecker) and Simmons (Elizabeth Henstridge) and super-hacker Skye (Chloe Bennet), Coulson tracks down nefarious aliens and humans alike. Although rife with mentions of the Avengers, and featuring a few brief cameos — most notably by Nick Fury (Samuel L. Jackson) — early episodes had only a same-universe relationship with the film franchise: "Thor: the Dark World" film was acknowledged by the team cleaning up the mess and then helping the Lady Sif (Jaimie Alexander) track down a rogue Asgardian. Then, in March, "Captain America: The Winter Soldier" premiered and blew the show apart. The revelations that S.H.I.E.L.D. had long been riddled with agents of the dreaded Hydra, resolved in film by a climactic showdown between Captain America and said Winter Solder, became the cataclysmic through-line of the remainder of the season. After every member of the team suspected the other, Ward turned out to be the traitor, while the rest found themselves without an agency and suddenly at odds with the established forces of justice. (The good news: Maria Hill [Cobie Smulders] is back in a big way.) Tuesday night, presumably, debts will be settled, Nick Fury will be found and the construct of the next season will be set. Until whatever happens in the next Marvel film shakes that up as well. 'Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.': Keeping Joss Whedon curse intact? Scott Collins Rather than deep-sixing the series, the film's revelations infused "S.H.I.E.L.D." with a new energy, and helped explain, perhaps, why the show took so long to find its footing — in the writers' room at least. The ground was literally shifting beneath its feet. Never mind the middling ratings. That "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." was able to succeed as a story both independent and ancillary is all but miraculous. Something ABC appears to be acknowledging with the announcement of the upcoming "Marvel's Agent Carter," based on a character from "Captain America." Following the adventures of Peggy Carter (Hayley Atwell), the woman Steve Rogers left behind, "Agent Carter" will have a historical time frame (post WWII) and a limited relationship with the ongoing film series, dealing instead with the quasi-feminist themes that drive period shows as diverse as "Mad Men" and "Downton Abbey." "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.," on the other hand, is now not only a very good show in its own right, it's part of Marvel's multiplatform city-state. It faces a future of perpetual re-invention, and that puts it in the exhilarating first car of television's roller-coaster ride toward possible world domination. mary.mcnamara@latimes.com -------------------------------- 'Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.' Where: ABC When: 8 p.m. Tuesday Rating: TV-PG-LV (may be unsuitable for young children with advisories for coarse language and violence)

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sal da terra review the book of souls
It's been five years since "The Final Frontier" and speculation arose whether or not we'd see another IRON MAIDEN album manifest, given Bruce Dickinson's battle with a cancerous tumor on his tongue earlier this year. Put the kibosh on any rumors otherwise; Dickinson and MAIDEN return not only with their sixteenth outing, but a double album, "The Book of Souls". Good news, folks, it's fantastic. In the time between albums, the aviation-crazed Dickinson bought a replica Fokker Dr. I triplane, which he exhibits at flight shows and the band introduced its own ale, Trooper, co-formulated by Dickinson with Robinsons Brewery in Stockport, England. Thus the guys hardly sit on their laurels, no matter the duration between albums. Reportedly all six members of IRON MAIDEN came to "The Book of Souls" with an hour's worth of written parts and the expectation of about fifteen minutes usage each. This collaborative mindset produced 92 minutes of heavy metal heaven as "The Book of Souls" is IRON MAIDEN's most comprehensive and confident work since "Brave New World" and for certain one of their finest achievements overall. Though Steve Harris maintains "The Book of Souls" is not a concept album per se, the depiction of Eddie as a painted Mayan (who were big on the maintenance of souls for the afterlife) and the superb effort put into this project indicates a suggestive life after death, if you like. Consider the titles of MAIDEN's previous three slabs. While "Dance of Death", "A Matter of Life and Death" and "The Final Frontier" are all worthy IRON MAIDEN albums, subjectivity prevails in fan attitudes toward those recordings. "The Book of Souls" should conjure a near-universal praise of glory from the MAIDEN faithful. The opening of "If Eternity Should Fall" is an awkward splash of squelchy synths, but hang through it. Bruce Dickinson is there to hold your hand as the trusted voice of guidance he is and the band plants down soon enough, staking a traditional MAIDEN march through the 8:28 endeavor. Nicko McBrain's tumbling rolls at the end of each bar keeps the pace through all of the familiar notes and chords MAIDEN fans hum in their sleep. The payoff comes with a tribal roll ushering a picked-up solo section. Though things don't rocket here, the break-in is solid, setting up for a final round of the chorus and then an awkward demonic narrative introducing the album's figurative harvester of souls. Frankly, it's a nutty move, but don't be put off. IRON MAIDEN seeks to establish "The Book of Souls" as a double-diced epic and they pull it off. If you will, this album's "El Dorado" or "Bring Your Daughter to the Slaughter" is the debut single "Speed of Light", a lighter fare straight rocker that has a killer piston pop to keep it from being altogether smarmy. Steve Harris' back-and-forth chord hums work in perfect congruence with Nicko McBrain's pounds and cymbal dots while the front line guitars of Adrian Smith, Dave Murray and Janick Gers spool gleefully along the verses, conveying the song's title without going into shred turf. The tradeoff solos are terrific as always and elevate "Speed of Light"'s rock digs right where it should be. "The Great Unknown" is worked quietly though majestically towards a slower, if crashing apex where Bruce Dickinson raises himself along with the escalating bars. The chord progressions leading to the choruses are prototype, but there's an undeniable soar to "The Great Unknown" where the bridges are given extra attention before delivering high and harmonious payoffs, including a new method to the scheme behind the solo section and a reprise of the suspenseful intro as an elongated fadeout. The first of the marathon tracks comes with the 13:14 "The Red and the Black", ushered in with dense, acoustic flamenco before the song takes stride. The chuffing riffs are reminiscent of "Rime of the Ancient Mariner" but this time the lead guitar follows in tandem with Bruce Dickinson, almost never leaving in singularity. While everything about "The Red and the Black" has been done before, there's tremendous vigor to it, right down to Dickinson leading the "whoa oh" chants. A pop-flirting, synth-swirling pickup along the journey gives the composition its verve. By now, fans have seen the benefit whenever IRON MAIDEN floats keys into their music and on "The Red and the Black", they're beautifully implemented, since everything else is pushed at full steam, even on the pulled-back progressions. The 10:28 title track likewise begins with delicate acoustic plucks and reed instruments before punching out some of the album's heaviest riffs and slowest crunches. "The Book of Souls" lumbers like a proud pachyderm, planting each step with a sage superiority in the knowledge anything else will get trampled in its way, yet taking careful gaits not to overstep and ultimately stumble. Again, the synths give "The Book of Souls" added personality and enormous harmonies emerge out of MAIDEN's safety zones. A monster salute to the "Piece of Mind" years is inescapable, but when threaded within such lavish songwriting, it's a wonderful tip of the band's own hats. "Piece of Mind" likewise fuels the raging, bass-hungry "Death or Glory", but there's an updated kick and a swinging beat from Nicko McBrain to make it its own beast, a beast which Bruce Dickinson all but snarls through. While talking about nods to the past, MAIDEN fans will enjoy a chuckle at the hijacking of "Wasted Year"'s core melody which serves up the trad stomper "Shadows of the Valley". "When the River Runs Deep" is one of the trickier songs on the album as it nudges fast and hangs low incrementally, but if fans were worried IRON MAIDEN was stuck in a particular mid-tempo groove following "A Matter of Life and Death" and portions of "The Final Frontier", "When the River Runs Deep" gets back into the mid-to-late '80s mind frame with its mostly brisk tempo. Even the slower measures have muscle, though "When the River Runs Deep" works best in faster gear. Bruce Dickinson uses a different octave amidst the glorious power ballad "The Man of Sorrows", another track showing MAIDEN willing to try a few new tricks and softer progressions upon its synth whispers and eddying harmonies. Upon arrival of the grand finale, the 18:01 "Empire of the Clouds", one can't imagine the band giving any more than they have already. With piano, violin and cello swimming behind Steve Harris' bass and Nicko McBrain's murmuring cymbal splashes, the suspicion arises that IRON MAIDEN is out to write their singular magnum opus (that already being "Rime of the Ancient Mariner"). "Empire of the Clouds" becomes a mounting neoclassical metal journey with random orchestral florae to marvel at as Murray, Gers and Smith deliver everything in their arsenal upon Steve Harris' esteemed bass bombs the bigger this thing becomes. "Rime" yet remains the quintessential MAIDEN epic; however, "Empire of the Clouds" is the band's most daring composition and worth every single minute as a cinematic-sounding encapsulation of the band's career. When doing a double album, you'd best come hot all the way or don't come at all. "The Book of Souls" not only comes hot, it can make a metalhead weep with joy a band this long in the game has it within themselves to want to not merely entertain but astonish their audience. IRON MAIDEN is still the greatest, period, the end. Read more at http://www.blabbermouth.net/cdreviews/the-book-of-souls/#1ai3srYWlMP2wm46.99
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Oh, baby,.what I couldn't do, ooh With plenty of money.and you, ooh In spite of the worry.that money brings Just a little filthy lucre.buys a lot of things And I could take you.to places you'd like to go But outside of that.I've no use for dough It's the root of all evil Of strife and upheaval But I'm certain, honey That life could be sunny - With plenty of money. - May I help you? I'm looking for.a box of chocolates. Something fancy, if you have it. - Is it a gift?.- Yeah. I want something fancy.and not too rich, because she tends to put on.a little blubber, the wife. - Uh-huh..- On the thighs. What about this one?.It's kinda rich. - It's from Belgium..- Er, from Belgium? - It's very pretty..- Yeah. Hey, Frenchy, I'm home! (Woman) Who's that? Who do ya... It's the Pope!.I wanted to see your apartment. - Who comes home every night?!.- I'm watching Princess Diana. Again? How many times.you gonna do that? Look at those clothes. I told you time and again,.she got all that stuff discount. What... You think those.kings and queens buy retail? It's a known... Hey, here,.I got you some chocolates. Chocolates? You heard of chocolates?.I got you chocolates. - How come?.- Whaddya mean? They're from Belgium,.handmade by Belgiumites. Tell it to the Marines. You get.caught hitting on a waitress? Hey, in 25 years of marriage.have I ever hit on anybody but you? Hmm, well, I don't buy it, Ray..You got a scheme. OK, forget it. Get me.dinner. They're not for you! - OK..- I got you nothin'. Just get my dinner, right now..And hurry up. Before you make dinner,.I gotta talk to you. What did I tell you?.Here comes the commercial. Frenchy, I need our $6,000. - What?!.- I gotta have our six G's. - That's our savings..- Don't get dramatic about it. Ray, that's all we got, right? I got a brilliant idea..I'll make us rich. How? You gonna rob a bank? How'd you know that?.That's fantastic. - What?.- First shot, you got it. Is that why Tommy Beale's.coming over, and Denny? What if I told you you were.married to a very brilliant man? I'd say I'd have to be a bigamist. This is foolproof - foolproof! You said you were finished with that. I was, but I've been kicked.from stupid little job to job. - You like the way we live?.- It beats your old residence. You think I like looking at you.through glass talking over a phone? Frenchy, you stood...you stood by me! - Yeah....- Granted, you stood by me. Two years I waited,.and what did I get? You got Belgian chocolates!.What's wrong with that? God, I got an idea, this is.so incredible, but I need money. We need seed money for this,.we need 18,000 bucks. (Gasps) Denny and Tommy kick six.and I gotta put in my six. - How can those bums get that?.- They didn't go to Harvard but... They were drafted before.they finished kindergarten! You're such a snob, Frenchy! Denny's not stupid.because he drives a truck! No, he's stupid.because he has a low IQ. - I'd like to flatten you once..- Oh, yeah... Tommy's got street smarts. Yeah, his brain's got potholes. (Buzzer) She's got an answer for everything. Forget it!.I'm not spending our last bucks! I got my end! I said I could. Well, he can't get his end. Frenchy, I gotta have that money. Yeah, maybe if you.needed a quadruple bypass. - This is brilliant!.- No, Ray is a genius. Compared to you,.this chair is a genius. No, this is the plan of a great mind. I can't believe.you're just a dishwasher. Thank you. I don't get your agreeance,.I count to three... You can count to 53, I did.a lot of nails for that money. That's all you wanna do? Nails? - Take a hike, OK?.- Frenchy, I-I'm countin'... - Oh, yeah?.- If I lose it, you're gone. I'm quaking. (Buzzer) - You're embarrassing me!.- How did you get a cookie? - One cookie?.- Hey, guys! - Got your share?.- Share of what? - Yeah, I sold some stuff..- What? - A rented car..- He can't get his. - What are you tellin' him?.- The candy didn't work, then? Will you shut up?! All that's missing from him.is some velvet and a pet mouse. Frenchy, gimme the money. I wouldn't invest it on a legit idea, much less something.that'll land you back in stir. You said you call the shots. For God....Will you knock it off? Jesus... - Frenchy, that money's mine..- It's MINE, I earned it. - But I'm your husband....- Take a hike. Frenchy, I... I'm gonna get violent. Oh, yeah? With your hernia? Fellas, I can't do it,.it's over. Forget it. But you said you're the boss. Stop telling me what I said! Frenchy, it's over. Let the bank lay there,.let someone else do it. I-I gotta get some air on the roof. Don't jump, you're.too valuable as a dishwasher! Knock it off! Can I have another cookie? (Frenchy) No! (Distant police siren) (Sighs) All right, tell me your idea. I told you my idea. You shot it down. You gonna tell me or have a tantrum? You know, for some reason you're.always shooting down my dreams. Because your dreams.are like the ones people get from putting opium in brownies. Can I just tell you this? You're not a bank robber..Your two-year vacation proved it. Not as a stick-up man, that's all. When I hit that bank that time,.we were inexperienced, the whole group of us.all put on Ronald Reagan masks so it was confusing,.I didn't know who was who. You're lucky your lawyer.knew the judge! Can I tell you my idea?! (Ray) 'A few weeks ago, a couple.of doors down from the bank, 'a pizza joint there folded.and it's for rent, Frenchy.' And then it hits me,.and believe me, I'm no genius... Yeah, you don't have to sell me. ..but I figure we tunnel under,.take the pizza joint, we come up under the bank vault. I know the layout cos I used to.know a guard - I got diagrams. We clean out the vault,.we go to Florida. Ray, we're poor but we're happy. No, you're always complaining. Are you happy doing cuticles?.Is that what you want? Mother said never get involved.with a guy from the rackets. Frenchy, what's wrong? We had dreams. What's gotten into you?.Did...did we not have dreams? When we met, yes, granted,.I was in rackets. I was running numbers,.you were an exotic dancer, your parents didn't approve. I tried to go legit, OK? - I know..- What do you want me to do? 'B-but this pizza place.is just waiting for us.' Ray, it's gonna look suspicious, a group of guys.drilling in an empty store. No, that's where you come in,.you front it. - What?.- You front it, you make pizzas. I can't cook pizzas! So cook cookies!.What's the difference?! Tell fortunes, you look like a.gypsy, make it a travel agency. You work there and.we tunnel under into the bank. - God....- Frenchy, come here. - You see how beautiful this is?.- Yeah. What you see,.it's not just New Jersey. When we first met there was.a sunset just like this, very... - Remember?.- Mm-hm. Yeah. But in Columbia.there was an earthquake! Sorry, the location.was taken by someone else. What?! Yesterday. I told you,.if you waited too long... Who did? Wh-who took the place? Can you give me...? You got the name? Mrs Neddy Goldberg. Oh, Jesus. For what? I believe a flower shop. A flower shop? (Sighs) It's a little old lady, her husband just died and she.wants to start a flower shop. Somebody's got to get to her. - Get to her what?.- Beg her, con her. I'll go to her shop and threaten her. - No, you can't..- Don't do that. I gotta talk to her. And say what? If her husband.just died, you need a plan. I don't know. I'll charm her. What are you gonna use.for charm, Ray? Knock it off. Some master plan, you lost the lease. I'll get it,.that's what this is about. You're gonna rob a bank and some.little old lady has it first. Very funny, what...you...you... (Mumbles) I'll slam your head off. - Hey!.- Jesus. The bank isn't even.next to the pizza joint. I told you that before!.That's what's great... - What?.- There's nothing suspicious. The only thing suspicious.is your sanity. And when did you guys.ever dig a tunnel? It's no big deal. You underestimate Ray's personality. He's the most likeable.dishwasher I ever met. Don't pay any attention to her,.we're gonna proceed. - Uh....- Yeah? I'm looking for Neddy Goldberg. Who wants her? Uh, I got something for her. I wanna make her a big offer..Big dough. BIG dough. Come in. (Locks door) I'm Neddy Goldberg. I know you... You're...you're Benny,.from cell block eight! - Oh...oh, God, Ray!.- Ray! - Ray! How are you?.- You look like I'm a stranger! I'm sorry, come on in. - It's a small world..- You leased that empty store? Yeah, I'm gonna open a flower shop. - What you gonna do with that?.- Burn it down. You're still burning.stuff down for insurance? That's how I sent.two kids through college. There's no money in that! That's... You... Benny,.you gotta come in with us. - Who's us?.- What? Why are you so suspicious?.It's me, Ray... Remember my nickname in the joint? - The Brain?.- The Brain. That's what they called me. But Ray, that was sarcastic. No, that was real. - No, it was sarcastic..- There was nothing sarcastic! - No, it was..- Benny, it was real. - I was....- It was sarcastic. - It wasn't sarcastic....- Oh, God. Oh, God! - I was The Brain!.- It was sarcastic! Fellas, this is Benny. He's in. - Benny? Looks like a cop to me..- How you doin'? You know you're workin'.with a genius? We're all smart,.but he wears glasses. Yeah. W-what's good? Pine, right? Oak, redwood. Redwood is what.woodpeckers peck on. It's supposed to be the strongest. - Good trees, right?.- Yeah. - This looks good..- Whoa, look how long it is. We could build a house. - We're just building a tunnel..- Whoa. - Or, like, a house..- Yeah. (Ray) How much is that? - 1,000 bucks..- 1,000 bucks a box? Jesus! - How many sticks in a box?.- 50. My God, this is...this is.robbery. This is unbelievable. What do we need this dynamite for? What? Just be careful... I don't like the colour... Ohh, phew! Can I have one of these? Uh, OK. - One of these?.- Mm-hm. - OK, you want a bag?.- No, that's OK. I haven't got a bag..You'll take 'em like this? (Ray) It's a lot of work, but when it's over we're all.gonna be well compensated. Who's gonna work the drill? - What do you mean?.- I don't know how to. There's nothing to that. Whoever's working it, I tell ya,.it's gonna make a lot of noise. No, no, hey,.what do you think this is? We wrap this blanket around it,.it's fine. No, no, you gotta know.how to work that. (Tommy) Whoa! Shut it off! (Shouting and drilling) Guys, shut up! What did you do?! - We ain't started yet..- What are you waitin' for, the drilling season? Do me a favour,.go upstairs and bake, will ya? You know,.I-I don't need any help. (Denny) Got it?.(Ray) You better brace me. You said you were fine!.What are you doing?! Get that thing! Get that thing! - Got it?!.- Yeah, I got it! I can't hold it! (All shouting and screaming) I'm gettin' out of here!.I can hear somebody in the store! Could we have half a dozen.of the chocolate cinnamon? We're closed. For Easter. That was three months ago. - Greek Easter..- That was two months ago. Chinese Easter! I'd like a cookie for my daughter. - Honey, what kind?.- All right! Have a cookie..Yeah, sure, take a cookie. - How you doing?.- Oh...hi! - You still open?.- Yeah, yeah, sure. - Two cherry cinnamon..- Cherry cinnamon, right. - New here, huh?.- Just opened today. (Banging) What's all that noise? That's...the cookie press..It needs oil. There's....a slight leak...downstairs. - This is the plumber..- There's a tiny leak. - What do I owe you?.- Oh, no charge. - Thanks a lot. Take it easy..- I gotta get some sandbags! Oh, the cookies are 85 cents for... - Get the sandbags!.- Relax, you're a perfect fit! - Where are the sandbags?!.- Just relax! OK, so we got off to a shaky start. Yeah, I'd say it was shaky, yeah. Frenchy, there's gonna.be glitches, so what? Tomorrow I'll bring a bathing suit. I'm not discouraged,.cos I don't get discouraged. There was a woman on before,.she's got 200 pairs of shoes. You'll get yours Frenchy,.I promise you. This time in a month or two.we'll be in Miami, it'll be great. "A patron of the arts",.don't that sound great? - Frenchy....- Opening night at the opera. I love you, Frenchy, you know why? Because you back me all the time. You know when I first knew.I loved you? This was a long time ago.if you remember. Remember I taught you.how to open a safe by listening to the tumblers,.and you got it. - That's when I knew..- You're a very romantic man, and I'm very lucky because.not many wives get to see their husbands battling.a ruptured water main. - I'm crazy about you..- I'm crazy about you. - Here, Benny..- Benny, put it in the bag. - You... I'll....- He puts it in the bag. - This is efficiency..- Hurry up! What... Why are you putting.it in his shovel? - He puts it in..- It's called efficiency. It saves energy. (Customers chatting) - Chocolate chip, please..- Here. Little girl, what do you want? - Chocolate fudge..- OK. You can only have two. What are you stopping for? Why? I'm trying to figure this out! According to this,.we're supposed to take a left turn. That doesn't mean stop! Let's go! Will you give me a....What the hell are you doing? - What?.- You got your hat on backwards. Yeah, so? The flashlight goes in the front! But it looks cooler like this. What are you, a jerk? It's a lot more stylish.than that - look at that! - You think so?.- Yeah, turn it around. This is chic..Yeah, look at that. That's cool. You got a mirror? No, I don't. That looks good,.I'll show you when we get out. Can you keep going, please? I'm trying to figure the map out! You want two? OK, OK, everybody hold on. That's 1.70, that's it..Thank you very much. Thank you. OK, here...chocolate chip... (Tommy) What you.gonna do with your share? How much is my share? Well, I figure.there's gotta be two million, I'm counting the jewellery too. (Benny) Divided four ways,.that's a half million bucks apiece. - What about Frenchy?.- She's just a front. But without her we're dead. Any broad could sell cookies. I say she gets a share.but not a full share. I'd go for that. What if we each get a fourth.and she gets, like, a third? - She'd be getting more than us..- How you figure? Where you gonna get.four-fourths and a third? - I don't do fractions..- Let's not get greedy. Remember that Bogart movie.where they're digging for gold? They find the gold and then.this guy turns on his friends. - Let's not let that happen..- And he's killed by Hispanics. - The Treasure Of....- Treasure Island. - Right! That was a good movie..- The best. OK, folks, here's the deal..I'm out of cookies, OK? (Crowd groans) It's gonna be another two minutes. That's the way the cookie crumbles. I've got one cookie left, you.know who's gonna eat this? Me. (Frenchy) I gotta put on help. Help? Yeah, I can't handle the volume. What...? A second person? I can't help it, Ray,.the cookies are selling. Gee, I never counted on that..You gotta manage it somehow. What about my cousin May?.We can trust her. May's a dodo,.I bring a dodo into a master plan? - She's not a squealer..- But we'd have to cut her in. The pot's getting.smaller and smaller. Well, I can't cook and sell at.the same time, it's a madhouse, we'll get caught. Hey, you know what we could do? May... We could hire May and.not tell her what we're doing. And she...she'll never catch on..She's got, you know, and... We're making enough.from the cookies to pay her. Absolutely, she'll never figure.out or catch wise to anything. If you think Denny's slow,.your cousin May is dumb like a... like a horse.or a dog or something. Maybe it's not such a great idea. No, I think....I think we could do it. - Where are we?.- Supposed to be here. Excuse me! Where's the sugar?.Frenchy wants sugar. May, stop bothering us,.we're busy here. I just don't understand the drilling. I told you, business is good,.we're expanding. Yeah, a little tea shop so people.can eat cookies and drink tea. Where are they gonna.drink the tea, in the tunnel? I'd explain it but you gotta.understand engineering. What's engineering? May, do me a favour,.I told you, we're expanding. But there's a nail shop next door. - We made a deal with them..- You're expanding into there? May, get your stuff. You want the sugar... Take a hike. Get the sugar and go, we'll call you. (Tommy) This broad's big trouble. Is it safe having that broad around? She's harmless. (Benny) I think.we've made a wrong turn. Oh, please! Give me the map. - What're you talkin' about?.- For God's sakes. This is fine, I don't know.what you're in a dither about. - You're holding it upside down..- I am? You were reading this.upside down all along? Get off my back. Can I help it.if they print these things like this? OK, thank you very much. I gotta get another plate.of the...cherry... - Can I help you? Next?.- I'm coming right back. Can I get two cherry cinnamon?.How you doin'? We're doin' something right!.Two cherry cinnamon. - You new here, huh?.- No, this is my first day. These are the greatest cookies.I ever tasted. - Oh, really? We're expanding..- No kidding? Yeah, some guys are.working right now, - tunnelling under next door..- Really? - Yeah..- Did you try the fudge? We were talking about.what a success this place is. - About the restaurant..- What restaurant? You know, the guys in the back.tunnelling under the nail shop? - What are you talking about?.- The tea room. May, come here! We're at the Sunset Bake Shop.where the lines wait patiently for the most.fabulous cookies in New York. What's goin' on here?! And you're the heart.of Sunset Cookies, Miss...? Frenchy Winkler. Frances, but everybody.calls me Frenchy. Standing here, one can inhale.the aroma of chocolate, cinnamon and a dozen other.mouth-watering taste treats. Is it true customers wait.half an hour for a cookie? (Crowd mumble agreement) That you've rationed sales? Well, it happened once but....what's all the fuss? Where did you learn.the secret of your baking? It's all I can cook, that and.linguine with turkey meatballs. (Laughter) Sir, how is your cookie? I don't know, it's baked.with nutmeg or something. But it's great. And we're expanding, there are.men in the back tunnelling... No, no, May! Get back! I can't take this, Frenchy!.We don't want this attention. I didn't hire a publicity agent,.they just showed up. I know, but it's putting us.in the toilet! I can't concentrate,.there's people demanding cookies, and Denny got bit by a rat,.he needed rabies shots. - Who, the rat?.- Funny. You should be on TV. I am! Open your eyes! Frenchy, I don't like this. You've been digging for weeks,.when you gonna get somewhere? It's complicated,.we keep getting lost! The other day I was in deep.and my hat went out. - That stupid coal miner's hat?.- It's a life-saver, that bulb! We'd do better.just with a cookie store, we're making good dough. Hey, making good dough! It's a cookie store.but we're making dough. - We're making dough but....- I get it. (Benny) I knew.we were going the wrong way! What are we doin' in a dress shop? At least it's a Sunday,.we can patch this up and get out. - Patch it up?!.- Tile it! - I'm not a tiler..- We don't have any tiles! Where do you get cement.in a dress shop? Besides, BRAIN, how can you.close the hole and tile it? We're inside the store!.How do we get out? Well... He's got a point..You can't tile it from that side. - No kidding..- No, you can't. This is very discouraging, guys,.I'm ready to pack this in. Everybody freeze! Ray, your wife's cousin.talks too much. Sorry to spoil.your expansion plans... Officer, listen,.we didn't do anything yet. It's true,.we were gonna...rob the bank but we screwed up everything.except for the cookie shop, that's doing great,.you like the cookies! Let us forget all this and just.concentrate on the cookie store. Hey, look, I'm not trying.to ruin anybody's life, OK? Then, give us a break. Think I could get.a piece of the action? I don't mind paying off the cops. It's a standard business expense. Don't think of it as a pay-off..I think I'm qualified to make a major contribution.to this whole enterprise. My brother-in-law.majored in business. Let us hear this contribution. - One word..- Yeah, and that word is? Franchise. (Ray) 'We got about 600 trucks.and we're all over the country 'and Canada, and we make.a lot of different cookies now. 'We got pistachio,.we got pretzels, 'we make chicken chip cookies,.tuna mint...' (Reporter) 'Virtually overnight, 'the Winklers and associates have.gone from a small cookie shop 'to something approaching.a baking empire.' This is where we.package everything, you know? And, uh...we, uh...the cookies.have a wonderful fresh smell and that's put on.with a chemical spray. We do that here. There's no denying.he's refreshingly down-to-earth for a corporate executive. In fact, Sunset Farms.has captured the imagination of the public and the industry. We wondered.what the competition thinks, so we went to American Cookies. The bottom line is.they make a great product. And everything else pretty much.takes care of itself. This is your office? Yeah, this is where I operate. Frenchy decorated this place,.she's got...all her stuff here. This is an antique, you know. She says it's Louis the....I don't know, Louis XIV, or XV. I don't know how high.the Louis go, actually, but it's a top Louis, one of the... And Frenchy.stuck a TV in it, you know, because she's got a...you know,.she's a creative decorator. It's very original..Um, how much are you worth? Oh, plenty. Plenty. - How much? Between you and me..- A lot. I mean, whatever you see is antiques. You know, this thing here,.this is from the Renaissance or the Magna Carta or something.but that's where it's from. Why did you decide to go.into baking so late in life? Well, Frenchy, we found out,.can make cookies. (Reporter) 'The Frenchy.they're talking about 'and culinary genius.of Sunset is Frances Fox, 'the wife of the CEO.' So everybody told you how.delicious your cookies were? - I thought they were BSing me..- Really? Yeah, cos someone gives you.something they cooked you always say you enjoy it even.if you threw up, so, you know. In an age where everyone has.public relations handlers it's hard to imagine.a group more direct and less image-conscious.than Sunset Farms. Each person we met seemed.more eccentric than the last, like Tommy Walker, the chairman. Frenchy makes the best cookies.in the world. We're very proud. What are your duties as chairman? The board meets twice a week.and we take up issues. Issues? Yeah, facts, problems,.things like that. What problems does an overnight.success like Sunset Farms face? Last week the toilet on.the fourth floor wouldn't flush. The water kept coming to the top, so the board voted.on getting a plumber. 'An architect of Sunset Farms'.unorthodox marketing strategy 'is head of advertising,.Denny Doyle, a former truck driver.' Did you have the idea to advertise.in Playboy, Penthouse and Hustler? I figured if a guy's staring.at a naked piece of tail, he sees the breasts and.the legs, he's gonna salivate. So if he's salivating.and turns the page and comes across.a picture of our cookies, he thinks maybe.that's why he's drooling. It's psychology. It's science. It's like Pablo's theory,.with the dog when he feeds him? - Pablo?.- Pablo, with the dogs. 'Then there's.ex-police officer Ken Deloach, 'in charge of distribution. 'And Benjamin Borkowsky,.in charge of plant safety.' I made sure.the building was fireproof. 'And lest they be accused.of being a male club, 'May Sloane handles public.relations and physical therapy.' I understand public relations,.but physical therapy? Well, all the chocolate chips.are put in by hand and that's really hard.on the back and the leg muscles. I do deep massage. She's also a vice president. So that's a brief glimpse.into a corporate culture that has industry leaders.and management analysts scratching their heads, wondering.what Sunset Farms will try next. But it may be as simple as the.Winklers' chief competitor said. You've got something people want,.everything else falls into place. Or as we in TV might say, there's no accounting.for the public's taste. Keep coming through with the stuff. I think it's better the way.I had it. Put the doll there. (Chef) Mrs Winkler?.You wanted to check the menu? Right. Stevens,.bring that piece downstairs and try it again.next to the fireplace. I want a lot of nuts and crudites. What did we say for openers?.Yeah, snails. Escargot, yes,.then potato and truffle salad. By all means,.but I hate those thin pieces. When you shave it,.lay it on big time. Truffles are always shaved.finely, Mrs Winkler. I wouldn't suggest anything overdone. (Chef) ..then poached.sea bass in filo, and spinach soufflé.and salad and dessert. And finger bowls. Nothing being served requires them. You never know.whose fingers need washing. - Did you rearrange this again?.- Hold your water! Every time I come home it's like.walking into a strange house. Did I tell you to get rid of this? It's a harp. You got no flair, Ray. Nobody plays the harp. Who plays it? What's it doing in the living room? I like the visual sweep. You know, I don't know.what's gotten into you, you're so hoity-toity.all of a sudden. My cookies pay for this,.so turn it off. What's for dinner? And don't tell me it's little.sparrows on a bed of lettuce, cos I never want anything.on lettuce again. They're pheasants and you ate 'em. And I almost choked on a BB! Can I get a cheeseburger,.is that possible? Are you forgetting?.It's the dinner party. Oh...great(!).Just when I got a lot on my mind. Your mind don't hold a lot. Come on, get dressed. It's tuxedo. - I'm hungry..- You want a snail? A...? Are you nuts?.I'm gonna have a snail? Come on, you eat steamers. Hey, a snail leaves a trail.of scum in the yard when it walks. Not in France, they don't. Jesus, what happened to all the.turkey meatballs and spaghetti? Have a potato and truffle thing,.that'll hold you. Truffles got no flavour, Frenchy! They're subtle,.only pigs can find 'em. You're thinking of pearls,.they come in oysters. - Take a hike..- You're such an ignoramus. That's what I love about you,.you're... Pearls are in oysters. Ray, Ray, Ray...please. - Don't spoil my big night..- What's so big about tonight? There's a lot of important.arts people coming. Hey, we donate,.you'll be on the boards. - I wanna be a patron..- You wanna be a socialite. So what? Is that so terrible? But when we talked about.making it, we were gonna hit it big, move to Florida,.swim, eat stone crabs... We can get a place in Palm Beach. Palm Beach is ritzy. I want to go to Miami,.be at the dog track every day. I just wanna be as far away from.Frenchy Fox the topless wonder as I can be. Hey, you were beautiful.as Frenchy Fox. You'd come out, remember.you'd give it a little of this? Those days are over. And our accountants want us.to be twice as big next year. What good is that.if I can't get a cheeseburger? Ray, please, be charming tonight. I've seen you when you wanna.turn on the charm, you sparkle. All right. (Chuckles) I gotta go. Good evening! Welcome to.our humble little abode. Charles Bailey,.this is my wife, Emily. - How you doin'?.- David Parret. - Hello, hello..- Linda Rhinelander. - Can I get you drinks?.- Just Evian, or Perrier? - Certainly..- We got anything you want. I take tap water. The fluoride.keeps your teeth from rotting. Hey! Look at this! (Posh voice) Hello! So glad you could attend.our humble abode. We just got back..Didn't want to miss the new Traviata. - Have you seen it?.- No, not yet. Nor have I. What is it? Ray, why are we standing.in the hallway? Please, let's retire.to the living room. (Parret) Are you a fan.of the ballet, Mrs Winkler? I used to be a dancer, but,.please, call me Fren...Frances. - Frances Fox-Winkler..- The Foxes from Saratoga? I don't know,.I never checked my pedigree. Can we change the music? I feel like.I should be wearing a wig. You will be soon. Did you do the place yourself? They say I have a flair.for decorating. - This rug lights up..- It lights? Yeah, it's made of fibre-optics..I'll turn it on later. Stevens,.what's with the snails?! (Doorbell) W-w-why don't I get the door and you show them your.collection of leather pigs? - Do you play the harp, Frances?.- No, it's a visual, honey. The sweep kills me..Oh, finally. Girls... Hey, how you doin'? Come on in. Right there, all the action....Hey, honey? Toots? Shake it, they're in there. - How you doin'?.- Garth Steinway. - Garth Steinway..- Garth...? Yeah. - I'm Anthony Gwynne..- Oh, no kidding? You're the outfielder.with the Padres? Our goal is to raise $2 million, then the company.can tour the west coast and include the new opera. Right. Well, count me in..I love serious music. Ray, on the other hand,.opera freaks him. Have you tried your finger bowl?? So the guy says,."What do you do for a living?" He says, "I'm a monback." He says, "What's a monback?" "You know, I stand behind.a truck saying "'monback"!" H-he stands behind the truck,.he goes "'monback"! He says... I think.it's too fast for her. 'Monback. He says 'monback. I do think they overpaid.for the Picasso. I mean, for me it was unusually.mediocre, don't you think? I agree completely. Excuse me,.I have to go find my wife. I saw a beautiful painting of.fruit at the Met or the Whitney, it might have been the Holocaust. Are you affiliated.with any of the museums? No, I'm a private dealer. We have one or two paintings but.I haven't gotten around to... - building a collection..- Uh-huh. So what are you interested in? Er, Rembrandt, Picasso, Michelangelo. - You know, the boys..- Yeah, yeah. I might be out of Michelangelos.at the moment. But I have come into possession.of an incredible Damon Dexter that someone's trying to sell,.is he...? I'm not aware of him. No, well, he's new, you know. I have to say, your wine.is absolutely delicious. Really. The chef who did the finger.bowls chose it. Have you rinsed? David used to own a vineyard,.so he's a tough audience. Did you study art at school? No, I didn't. I think I should have. No, I studied literature. Then inevitably.wound up as a stockbroker, then I dropped out,.went to Japan and became a Buddhist blah blah blah,.and then I did teach art for a bit. And then the vineyard. My God, what a life,.and you're still so young! Don't be fooled. Somewhere in a closet.there's a portrait of me ageing. In the closet? Why would it be...? Oh! How droll. (Chuckling) You hear about the Polish carpool? Every day they meet at work. I can't believe this room..This takes bad taste to new heights. (Woman) This is excruciating. (Man) And can you believe them?.I can't keep a straight face. (2nd Man) And this apartment,.the flawless vulgarity. (Woman) She must've been.frightened by a leopard. (Man) I think they plan.on being very generous. (2nd Man) And the house?.Not to mention her clothes. (Man) This is.the definition of bad taste. (Ray) I never saw so much jewellery. It makes me sad that I don't.have to steal any more. Really. What's the matter, honey?.You've been quiet all night. What's bothering you? What's bothering me.is that we got no class. Speak for yourself,.I was very charming tonight. Ray, I went to sit in the bar..They were in there talking about us. You shoulda heard 'em..And they were right. We got more dough than all of them. It ain't dough..It's knowing the finer things. Like what? Opera? Like food and wine.and painting and books. Stop it, will you? I'm unimpressed. All my life I've been ignorant,.I could never afford to learn. And I was a good student... Well, I was a lousy student.and I always hated school. If I could find.my school principal today, I'd put a contract out on her. Class is something.you can't fake and can't buy. I got more class.in my little finger than them. We came into a few bucks.but we're phoneys, we're trying to act like big shots. - Not me..- Well, me. But the time has come to use our.dough to amount to something. Like what? To change our lives. I'm too busy to change my life. Doing what? Playing pinball? I don't wanna wear a tux any more,.I wanna go to Florida and swim. Well, I wanna be the real thing. Wise up, because if I grow and.you stay as stupid as you are, we're gonna have.big problems, Ray. Smarten you up,.is that what you said? Yeah, you said you were a teacher, you know art, opera,.books, wine, you know, we want to learn it all,.don't we, Ray? I'm flattered you think.I'm capable of... Turning two slugs like us.into classy items? No homework. I never did any.when I was young, I'm not... You know, not doing.anything that's got homework. Naturally, we'd make it.worth your while, David. No, it's absolutely.not about money, it's just that...I've never been.asked to do anything like this. I'm not sure.I'd know where to start. I know I gotta get.a better vocabulary. Have you ever thought about.enrolling in college? I didn't go to high school,.why would I go to college? That takes four years, we want.a private crash course, right? Am I crazy? She's nuts!.David, tell her she's nuts. What are... I'm gonna.learn about life suddenly? I must say, Frenchy,.Ray has a point, you know. He could probably teach me more.about life than I could teach you. What's he gonna teach you? I can figure the point spread.and count cards at blackjack. - Close your bazoo..- I can... Close your bazoo! I don't want to be discouraging because what you propose.is admirable... I'd like to be able.to spell Connecticut. Don't ask why, I never knew.how to spell Connecticut. Fair enough..You could teach him that, right? Yeah. You said this is.a slow period in the art market and we would take.VERY good care of you, right? Like I say, I don't want.to discourage you... I'd just have to think about it.a bit, I haven't... If I could envisage a plan,.a starting point. We could start by, you know,.building our art collection. You'd make a few bucks.and we can learn something. But I'm not going to museums. The...pictures spook me out... - (Laughing).- Virgins... - What are you laughin' at?.- Spooked by the virgins! - I'm sorry..- Work on the laugh. You can see the difference.between this Tintoretto and the earlier Byzantine.painting we looked at. What would you say is the.most significant difference? I would say that.the frame's bigger here. Mm-hm. Yeah, it is bigger, but there's also a difference.in the paintings themselves and it's important.because it characterises the great technical leap from the ancient.into the modern world. You remember how the saints.had very flat faces and the background was on the.same plane as the foreground? - Perspective..- Right, perspective. Let me show you another.very good example of that. "The frame on this one is bigger"?.Oh, boy, you are a dummy. Hey, don't give me "perspective." Take a hike, will ya? (Woman's voice) 28. - Four..- Lev axle. 51. - You niv dee can..- 87. - (Groaning).- 90. - Darvo sed..- Four. - Red do..- 10. (Screeching) (Wailing) (Ray) I'm hungry..(Frenchy) Learn something. There's nothing to learn! This is where Henry James lived. - Who?.- The band leader, stupid. - Married to Betty Grable?.- Yes! No, you're thinking of.Harry James, who's brilliant too. This is Henry James, the author. - Oh..- Yeah? This is where he lived.and worked and... I don't care where he lived,.where did he eat? - The Heiress, right?.- The "H" is silent. Oh. Did he write that too? Oh... Frenchy! Frenchy, I'm still sick. I'm weak, I can't go. You're gonna miss an interesting."great books" discussion. Yeah, I know. It kills me..But I... I'm just gonna lay here. See you when you come back. - Hello..- Hello. Ray's got a cold. - I bet 500..- 500? See your five, raise you 500. I'm out. I'll see the five, and a thou. What did you think of the book? Well, I thought.it was very romantic. I mean, he loved her but their.backgrounds were so different. Right. So you thought.it was doomed from the start? I guess, cos he wound up dead, but I think that two people.from different backgrounds can make it if, er....the juice is there. Right. - Sorry, juice is...is?.- You know, the hots. Right. Wine, would you like some wine? I brought over a bottle.of Chateau Margaux. We can compare that.to my Clos de la Roche and see the difference between.a Bordeaux and a burgundy. I've got two others.of the same vintage that I thought.it might be fun to try. I see the five, I raise a thou. I'll see it,.raise you a thousand more. And a thousand. - And a thousand..- OK. Call. Read it and weep,.a pair of threes. Oh, good,.I thought you were bluffing. So what do you wanna play now? What about Indian Poker? Seven cards, hold them over.your head, nobody sees their hand, we bet on each other's hands,.high-low, wild cards all the reds. Do you wanna sit down, May? (Benny) Old Maid?.Can you play Old Maid? So, um...try this one. Well, OK. Nice nose. Yeah, the bouquet is very special. No, I mean you got a nice nose. - Me?.- Yeah. I can't describe it,.it's like kind of... - It's just any old nose....- Aquiline. Yeah, um, talking of which, how.is your vocabulary coming along? Oh, good. I'm almost through all.the "A" words in the dictionary. Right, right. Thing is, I'm not convinced.that memorising the dictionary is the best way.to improve your vocabulary. - Hmm..- Yeah. You sold the Damon Dexter so.fast and at such a good price. That'll really.take a bite out of our debts. Oliver, it's dawning on me.that the opportunity has arisen for me to become quite,.er, obscenely rich. They're serious.about an art collection? - No, that would be peanuts..- What, then? Well, I think that she.might be falling for me. Frenchy Winkler? How much do you think.she's worth, roughly? - Her husband, you mean?.- No, it's all in her name. What are you saying? I don't know, I suppose I'm saying... people grow and marriages.sadly break up and... women remarry, you know? Fortunes, they change hands. (Ray) What is this? It's a Damon Dexter,.a discovery of David's. I say it's depressing. You wouldn't know a masterpiece.if it bit you. - I refuse to look at this..- What does that mean? It means I won't look at that wall. Oh! You're a head case. I bet David made a profit on this. Whose cookies pay the rent, huh? He's making a fool out of you! Stevens, what time is it?.I no longer look at this wall. - 11am, sir..- Thank you very much. David, what's this? Oh... Oh, that?.That's a citrine necklace. - You know about citrines?.- No. They're not precious stones,.but the lustre's very special. And that? Ah... - Talking about lustre....- Uh-huh. This is very special.and very, very expensive. It's a cigarette case that.belonged to the Duke of Windsor. I know the Duke of Windsor! He also married.beneath his station, right? He did, he did,.like our friend Henry Higgins. It was such a romantic story,.I saw it on television. Uh-huh? Ray? Ray! What are you doin' here? I'm...having Chinese food. That's what they serve.in a Chinese restaurant. - You want some company?.- Who? Who's talking to you? Me! All right...but where's Frenchy? She's at a concert,.some piano concert with a guy. Oh. They have take-out here.but they won't deliver to a concert. Don't worry about it, May. Rachmaninoff:.Prelude in B Minor, Opus 32 (Ray) Dinner was so great, May. All that MSG and the grease,.it was just... What a treat. I'm so sick of continental food.every night. You know,.Frenchy eats frogs' legs. (May) Do they taste like chicken? (Ray) Rabbit. - Rabbit tastes like frog legs?.- No... Forget it, forget it. (Ray) Are you happy being rich? (May) It's OK. I got a lot of charge accounts and a really, really.nice apartment and a maid. - I'm still lonely though..- Yeah? How come? The guy I was seeing left me because he was so embarrassed.about being poor and hated that I paid.for everything. So I stopped paying,.and that's when he left me. Yeah, I can...understand your... - You...you enjoy being rich?.- I hate it. - You're kidding?.- No, I hate the life, you know? - It's making me lose Frenchy..- What? I mean she's outgrowing me,.that's what she said. She's a different person. I think she's got a crush.on her teacher, David. Yeah, well, he's very.good looking and really bright, - very charming and elegant....- OK, I got the picture. You really know.how to make a guy feel good. - When you're right, you're right..- Thank you. (David) What did.you think of it? I thought the whole evening.was apocalyptic. - Apocalyptic?.- Totally. I really was agog. Well, me too, she's fabulous. And I have to asseverate.she deserves accolades. Have you been.memorising the dictionary? Yeah. Next week the "B"s. How do I look? I have to say,.that dress is just...gorgeous. See? Your influence. Low-key, right? Well, that's very flattering... Ray thinks it's dullsville. David? - Paige..- Wasn't Rachmaninoff inspired? Wasn't it? I thought it might incur.my animadversion - but realised it was apposite..- A-ha! I think I see drinks. - Good to see you, David..- Nice meeting you. I love your friends, David. They're so bright and cultured.and refined, it's another world. It's a world I know.you'd love to belong to. This looks a lot more civilised. - Oh, beautiful..- Let's take a seat here. 'Anything we get,.Cody's in for his full share. 'That's how it is.' (May) You know why.I respect Cody? - Why?.- Because he loves his mother. I understand that, May. Even though he's a cold-blooded.killer and she encourages him, still, it's sweet. Yeah, I wish.I had a mother like that. - More Pepsi?.- Yeah, please. And this is the best part,.I love this part. Yeah... Will you pass me the Crackerjack? What are you lookin' at? I happen to be noticin' you, I was lookin' at you.a couple of times tonight, cos for the first time.I had the thought that in a very, very strange way,.you got a sweet face. It's off-beat.in a kind of bizarre...you know. I don't know how to explain it.exactly, but it's... it's right up there. - What d'you mean?.- It's a compliment, May, I'm trying to say a nice thing. Cos you being a relative of Frenchy I never before classified you.as a human-type female. - So....- I-I-I was married. A long time ago, right? It was a really tragic story.because my husband, Otto, was dyslexic, and the only thing.he could spell was his name. That is... That's, er... There's no doubt about it,.burgundy really goes to my head. What did you want to talk about? I've, um... Well, I've...got.a little present for you. - For me?.- Yeah. - Here..- Oh...pretty... I love leather books. Oh, Pygmalion..I love that story, David. There's a little inscription. "To my favourite Eliza, "from your Professor Higgins,.love David." - I got a confession to make..- What? I got you a present too. Oh, no, you didn't have to do that. It's in appreciation of all the.stuff you've been doing for me. Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Frenchy... - This is....- Frances! Frances, this is... It must have cost you a fortune. What good's having dough.unless you spend it, huh? This is...this is so extravagant... I-I'm embarrassed. Don't take up smoking, but if it's good enough for.the Duke of Windsor, right? Well, I'm really overwhelmed and my little Bernard Shaw.is so insignificant... No. But you see I just... I just wanted you to know how.unbelievably proud I am of you. David, this is not insignificant. Maybe I'm talking.out of turn here but... you've just.developed so much and I... I just feel that you belong in a world of society.and high culture now. It's frustrating because.you should continue growing, you should be branching out. There's Paris and Rome and the.great opera houses and museums. You should be able to cultivate.the right kinds of friends... Anyway, I, you know... Biff. It's hard,.cos Ray's not like that. He likes watching TV.in his underwear, suckin' a Bud. Well, I don't know what to say..I can't...can't comment on that. - Can I be frank, David?.- Mm-hm. (Sighs) Sometimes.I think I've outgrown him. - Pretty late..- You too. What did you do? Ah, you know,.I-I, uh, worked late and then May and me.had some Chinese food. You and May..What did you talk about? Cartoons? No, we went up to her apartment.and watched "White Heat" on TV. - Till 3am?.- Then we went and got a pizza. Chinese food and a pizza? I'm surprised you didn't break.into the Pepto-Bismol factory. No, Frenchy, for the first time.in a long time I had fun. - I wanna talk to you, Ray..- Now? David's going to Europe for a month, I thought we might go along,.see some sights. - What kind of sights?.- Churches, opera houses, ruins. What are you, a stroke victim? Fly 3,000 miles.to see opera houses and ruins? Well, I wanna go. - What do you mean?.- It's part of my development. You're Frenchy Fox from.New Jersey, stop putting on airs. David thinks it would be good for me. - I get a bad vibe about him..- You think everybody's a crook. I wish I still was a crook,.I'd feel like a person. You haven't grown along with me. The only thing that's grown.about you is your rear end. I'm sorry, Ray,.I wanna go to Europe. We're married! You can't.just go to Europe with David. - I asked you to come!.- Cos you knew I'd say no! My idea of fun is.not going to operas and ruins. I get enough sleep at home. I never thought I'd say this, but maybe the time has come.to re-evaluate our marriage. If you go with David, you'll.have to re-evaluate it big time. I won't be held back by an.over-aged juvenile delinquent! Then get yourself a lawyer. We don't need lawyers, I'll go 50/50,.even though it's all in my name. You're right,.we don't need lawyers because I don't want anything. You can have the house, the business, custody of all the.chocolate chips, I just want out. (Ray) You know, May, it was on a.boat that I proposed to Frenchy. (May) Yeah, yeah, I know. Suddenly I'm not her type.after all these years. Oh, may I tell you something, Ray? What? You're not my type either. What? What the hell does that mean? Maybe Frenchy wasn't so wrong to try and make something.out of herself. Frenchy overdid everything. Well, you underdo everything. There's more to life.than turkey meatballs. I don't know. I get a bad vibe.about this guy David. It's my street instinct,.but I don't trust him. Because he's younger than you,.he's handsomer than you, he's much taller than you are,.he's smarter than you, he's much more exciting than you. May, don't pull any punches.with me, I can take it. Women... You know, women like.a little elegance. It's more... So if I did it again I would.do some things differently. Maybe I'd sit through.more operas with Frenchy. Especially now they got.the new Sony Walkmans. Now you split with Frenchy,.you don't even work. No, I don't work,.but I got an idea for something and I want to talk to you about it. Really? (May) Wow, what a place. That's the home of.Chi Chi Potter, the socialite. Now, Chi Chi's got a necklace, it's all emeralds.with diamonds around it, it's a very famous necklace,.maybe you saw it in a magazine. Would it have been on TV? I don't know, but it's been.in magazines, it's famous. I wanna... I could live off.that necklace, if I fenced it, for the rest of my life. Remember what happened.with the tunnel. Yeah, but we don't.have to tunnel any more. Now, Frenchy and I,.we're patrons of the arts so Chi Chi invited us to a big party, Frenchy's out of town, you come.with me, we get the necklace. Oh. I never heisted anything before. There's nothing to it, I know where.the safe is, I've been planning. 'I had dinner there one night.and I excused myself, 'I was very crafty. 'I went upstairs.and I scoped it all out 'and found the safe and I got.the whole layout in my mind, 'so I know we can do this.' I don't wanna wind up in jail,.and if this is such a big item they'll be turning the town.upside-down looking for it. No, I have.a particularly shrewd mentality, I got a connection in Chinatown. I bring in.a picture of the necklace, he makes me an exact duplicate,.I switch, she never knows. She's a... Chi Chi's a dumb,.flighty society dame. By the time she figures out.there's been a switch, I'll be in Florida.or the Cayman Islands. (Melancholy classical music) (Mobile phone) Hello? What? - I can't hear you, what?.- Shh. I'm in a crypt! I can't! What do you mean? What are you talking about? How? Give me a break, sister, OK? - Today?!.- Shh! What do you mean.it's an emergency? I... - Oh, hi..- Mrs Winkler? We're sorry to bring.you back from your vacation. - What's goin' on?.- I've terrible news. - Something happened to Ray?.- Sunset Enterprises is bankrupt. - How?.- Fraud. - Fraud? Who?.- Your accountants. I-I-I don't even know.who they are. What? - You should have looked..- We let them handle everything. What do I know.about running a corporation? Did you ever read.anything you signed? No, but they assured us.everything was OK. Mrs Winkler, do you want a drink? I'd like a 1961 Romanée.Saint-Vivant if we have it. I'd have a whisky if I were you. Well, I don't understand,.I mean, Sunset's gone? Can't we do anything? We could put a few people.in jail IF we could find them. Oh...this is the worst news. Oh, no. No, Mrs Winkler, it's not. No? It is to me! No, no, the worst news is coming up. Oh. All right. All right, you better tell me..Let me sit down. They talked about expanding Sunset. That's right, yeah. To do that you needed a bank.loan, are you aware of that? Quite a substantial loan. Get to the point. You signed a promissory note.to the bank. This is exactly what.I've got accountants for. Yes, but your accountants.are in Venezuela. Wh... This is all so confusing! You put up your home and savings.for a monster loan. Could you put some cyanide in here? - It needs to be stronger..- You've lost it all, Frenchy. Or should I say you've been.swindled out of it all? - You mean I got....- Nothing. You have nothing. No house, no bank account,.just some large, outstanding loans which we feel you can best deal.with by filing for bankruptcy. Bankruptcy? Bankruptcy?.I'm not up to the "B" words yet. - Sorry..- Does Ray know about this? What difference.does it make to Ray? He's gone. What did you say? (Frenchy) I'm bankrupt. Sunset's gone. Worse,.all my personal dough is gone. The whole ride's over. Well... How could that possibly happen? Fraud. My accountants. Ray said not to trust them because.the whole firm had moustaches. I-I'm gonna get myself.a little Valium. David, I can't give you.that loan I promised you. What? What did you say? It turns out I got people I owe. But you did say.I could borrow $400,000. I was using it to cement a deal! It kills me to cop out on you.like this, but I'm busted. - What an idiot..- I guess I am, yeah. H-how could you be.so stupid and irresponsible as to allow some patently.cheap and thieving accountants to defraud you out of a future? How could anyone be that stupid? Aren't you a little out of line? I've made plans,.I've made commitments to people! Oh. You got a strange look in your.eye, like the guy from the book. Dr Jekyll or Mr Hyde or.Ted Bundy, I can never remember. The time I've put in nurturing.an idea that's not gonna happen. Is that what it was? The money? I-I need my prescription,.my little blue pills so I'm gonna...go and get them. And I would very much appreciate it.if when I came back you were gone. Thank you. David, I'd like the cigarette.case back that I gave you. I don't think so. Wow. I asked you for lessons in life. I guess I really got one, right? (Lively jazz) Oh, we're so glad you could come! - How are you?.- Good. Langston wants to talk to you.about a theatre project in Aspen. - Do you ski?.- Me? No, never. Do either of you play miniature golf? - There's Minky..- Hello. Oh, for heaven's sake! Er... Mingle. I don't think you should speak. - You said make conversation....- I know. Make conversation but don't speak. You know,.don't bring up anything. Maybe the weather,.but don't...don't... I'm gonna get in the flow.and then kinda glide upstairs. - Shall I glide with you?.- No, I'll contact you. - Can I get you some champagne?.- Uh...sure. (Woman) Ray! I was gonna make a phone call. - Have you seen Edgar?.- Edgar? Where that man gets off to! I was gonna make a phone call... - I'll look downstairs..- Try back there. Thank you, Ray. (Man) Oh, Winkler? Do you play golf? Golf? No. I was just.gonna make a phone call... Guess I was mis...misdirected. Yes, I'll just go and use the phone. I wanted a match on Sunday.but I'll get somebody else. So sorry. There'll be rain over.the tri-state area, and fog. Temperatures will hover.in the low 60s till Tuesday. (Laughs) I must say,.you are most amusing. Would you like a canapé? Those are shrimp,.these are quail eggs, and... I don't have.any idea what they are. Thank you,.I hate things with toothpicks, they lodge in your throat. (Chuckles) I'm George Blint,.Mutual Funds, and you? May Sloane, I'm a lookout. I noticed the way.you walked and carried yourself from across the room. You remind me.of my wonderful departed wife. You can't carry yourself.across the room, that's physically impossible. (Laughs) You're charming. You're the first woman.I've met since Helen died that I could say that about. Was Helen your wife.or just a woman who died? Where's Mr Winkler?.I wanted to talk to him. Oh, he's mingling..Cloudy today, wasn't it? With a chance of light sprinkles.followed by sunshine. Absolutely. Chi Chi, would you.get those photos in the bedroom? I want to show Mr Winkler.the property in Aspen. Yes, I just want to talk.to Dr Henske. He'd be perfect.to do Beth Kramer's face after the unbelievable job.he did on Mrs Morton's buttocks. Oh, I'm going to be right back. Would you just...? (Door opening) Ray... Shh! You scared me. - For God's sake..- I came to warn you, Mrs Potter's coming.to get some pictures that Mr Potter wants you to see. She's looking for you. Now I've closed the safe. It's a tough safe,.I'm out of practice. - Did they see you come up here?.- Uh, I don't think so. (Sighs) Get out there.and stand watch. I'm gonna do this again. Are you OK? I'm fine, I'm fine..Get out, get out! If you could fit it in to.your schedule, it would mean so much. She's been so down since the divorce and don't you think -.he got custody of the Pola-Polas. Chi Chi, don't forget those.photographs for Mr Winkler. Oh, I'll get them. So, you will try? - I'll do my best..- Kiss kiss. Mrs Potter is coming! (Footsteps fading) She's gone. - Shh!.- (She's gone.) She's gone. Mr Winkler wouldn't go without.saying goodbye, would he? He's not upstairs. Jesus. I met a wonderful man downstairs. He seemed to like me. He said I reminded him.of his wife who's dead, but I assume he meant.when she was alive. May, can you stop talking.while I'm doing this? Little short fella, bright.yellow shirt, unbelievable tie. Oh, yes, I know the gentleman,.he was going upstairs before. - Are you sure?.- Er, yes, um... Mr Winkler. Ray, I hear something. - Oh..- Ooh! She's not feeling well..She had one of her spells. - Spells?.- Yes, she gets spells. - We have a doctor....- No, not necessary. I-I-I'm a haemophiliac. - Dear God, are you bleeding?.- Why would I be bleeding? Oh, no, she... Her neck... There is, but my nasal passages.are clearing up. On weekends.I do this for a hobby. - She had champagne, you know....- Oh, I'll get Dr Henske. Really... Ray, you have.my cortisone pills? - Me?.- My medication? I'll feel better.if Dr Henske looks at her. You relax and I'll go get Dr Henske. A haemophiliac? Cortisone?.Where do you get this? - On TV..- I said stay with the weather! I thought I did.some quick thinking! Yes, and you're going.to be examined now! Why? I just had a check-up. Jesus, I got no time to work here. They'll be back in seconds. I can't tell the difference.between these! Then you gotta take 'em both. I can't, if they.don't find any necklace... we've been suspiciously seen.in here, I'll go right to jail! Especially with your DNA! What has my DNA got to do with it? You better choose,.they're gonna be back any minute. I ca... I ca... Ray, let's go! Oh... Grrr! All I know.is what I've told you, Doctor. She's right in here. Come along. Here's Dr Henske! What seems to be the trouble? False alarm, it was a hot flash. I think it was menopausal,.I've seen it before. I-I'm given to occasional spells. - Spells?.- Not spells, but she... No, no! Sometimes for no reason.I get hot and cold flashes and the room will spin.and spots will flash before my eyes and I'll hear.a ringing in my ears... You're making.too much of it, May. ..and then my tongue turns black.and I can't swallow. Really? They diagnosed Parkinson's but it could be Ebola.or mad cow disease... We got to go....It was a false positive, I think. Come on, sweetheart, we're due. I do hope you feel better,.and not to worry, Mr Winkler, Aspen will have to wait. Ebola virus or mad cow? I just said the first thing.that came into my mouth. - Great..- Hello, again. George. Do I still remind you.of your wife? (Laughs) You kill me, you're great. You're not feeling well,.remember? I'm taking her home. I'm in the book, May Sloane..I'll be better. Well, I'll call you. Ray, I just got the news.about Frenchy. Frenchy? Didn't you hear? Sunset's gone under. She was defrauded out of every penny. - I figured you'd know..- Yeah. No, I do know. I...I... (Ray) Shit. (Ray) I came as soon as I heard. I got exactly what I deserved. You know, I missed you, Frenchy. I'm sorry I blew our cookie company but I'm even more sorry.I blew our marriage. What are you gonna do?.Everybody makes mistakes. The important thing is.I still love you. I don't deserve it, I behaved badly. You behaved like an ass. That's one of those "A" words.you used to practise. Ass. But I'm not the easiest guy in.the world. I'm not Mr Sensitive. There's things.I coulda done differently. We stayed in separate rooms the.whole trip, Ray, that's the truth. So where's David now? He split the second I went bust. No, I don't believe it(!) He was hustling me for the dough. Jeez. So now we got to.begin again, you know? And in more ways than one. You still want me? Still want you?.You got to ask a question like that? I'm crazy about you..You're a goddess to me. I'm nuts for you..Of course I want ya. But we're broke,.we haven't got a dime. We don't own a stick.of this furniture. Can I show you something?.May I show you one thing? - OK....- Just let me... I think you're gonna be.very, very proud of me. That's Chi Chi Potter's! Was... Was Chi Chi... Was! - Ray!.- Key word, "was". - You didn't?!.- I never felt so great. I was back in action, I felt alive. - Cos I always felt....- Hey, this is glass. What are you talking about?.How's it glass? - It's fake..- What? How would you know? I can tell fake,.this ain't even good fake. What are you talking about? Oh, you know, it might fool some.idiot with no eye and no brains but it'd never pass.with a normal person. You're saying I got the phoney?.I came away with the wrong thing? Sounds like your MO. - Nuts! I was in the room....- Yeah. I was gonna substitute the.glass one for the real one... It's good to see that you got.the same great instincts. You're so wrong....Can I tell you...? - What?.- You take those lessons... Wait, I'm gonna show you something. ..but you know nothing.about jewellery. This is... We take this.and fence it, go to Florida... It's the goods. That won't get us on the subway,.much less to Florida. You're such a know-everything. You don't have to be.a rocket scientist to spot a clinker like this. Whoever made it, you overpaid. What can I do if you're wrong?.Tell me. Can I take your nose.and twist it till you turn blue? Sure. (Banging) Gee... You broke it. It's glass, Ray. I know, but... Wh... Eh... It's, well... I'm not cleaning it up!.You broke it! You got glass over everything! It's dangerous, you... Jesus... I don't know what you.see in me, I'm such a screw-up. - It's glass!.- Ray... All that matters.is that we have each other. We didn't there for a while and it made me realise.how much I need you. But you're married.to a loser, Frenchy. No, I'm the luckiest woman.in the world. And the brokest. We got nothing..As usual, I come up empty. We could pawn this. What is this? What is this thing? Who...? I don't understand,.who's the Duke of Windsor? We could probably auction it. - Where'd you get this?.- From David. David gave you this? He doesn't know it yet. I don't get it, what do you mean? Hey, it was you who taught me.how to open a safe. I... That was one of my fondest.memories of our time together. What are you saying?.You boosted this from David's safe? - Frenchy, that's stealing..- Not exactly. It's a long story, Ray..Let's sell it. I'll fill you in.on the flight to Miami. Sweetheart, you... are the greatest. Oh, baby,.what I couldn't do With plenty of money.and you, ooh In spite of the worry.that money brings Just a little filthy lucre.buys a lot of things And I could take you.to places you'd like to go But outside of that.I've no use for dough It's the root of all evil Of strife and upheaval But I'm certain, honey That life could be sunny With plenty of money and you The Champs: "Tequila" Tequila DVD Subtitles.by European Captioning Institute

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12 Angry Men 1997 I will kill you!!! ...and that concludes the court's explanation_of the legal aspects of this case. And now jentlemen of the jury I come to_my final instructions to you. Murder in the first degree, premeditated homicide is the most serious_charge tried in our criminal courts. You've listened to the testimony, you've had the law_read to you and interpreted as it applies to this case. It now becomes your duty to try to_separate the facts from the fancy. One man is dead._The life of another is at stake. I urge you to deliberate thoughtfully and honestly. If there is a reasonable doubt, you must_bring me a verdict of not guilty. If however there is no reasonable doubt,_you must, in good conscience, find the accused guilty. Whatever your decision,_your verdict must be unanimous. In the event that_you do find the accused guilty, the bench will not entertain_a recommendation for mercy. Bear in mind that he could face_the death penalty. I don't envy your job, you're faced_with a grave responsibility jentlemen, thank you. Can I get a couple of you jentlemen to help_me pull those two tables together please? Hey, get some windows open man. Yeah! - Piece of gum?_- No, thank you. -Bad news._-What? You see the Weather Report? This is the hottest day of the year. Figures... You'd think they could have air-conditioned_the place, you know? -I don't wanna drop dead in court...Piece of gum?_-Yeah! OK, gentlemen. Everybody's here. You want anything,I'll be right outside the door._Just hit the button 'n' I'll come right in. Thanks. I never knew they locked the door. They always lock the door brother._What'd you think? I don't know. It just never occurred to me. - Hey, what's that for?_- I figured we might wanna vote by ballot. That's a great idea. We might be able_to get this boy elected senator. - Well, how'd you like it?_- I don't know. It was pretty interesting. - Yeah? I'm falling asleep._- What I mean is, I've never sat on a jury before. I've sat on juries. One thing that always amazes me is how these lawyers_can talk and talk, even on a case as obvious as this one. - I've never heard so much talk about nothin'._- Well, I guess they're entitled. Oh sure, everyone's entitled to a fair trial, I'd be_the last one to say a thing against that, but... sometimes I think, we ought to take these tough kids_and just slap'em down, before they start trouble. -It would save a lot of time and money._-Mr. Foreman, would d'ya say, we get started here? Yeah, let get this over with, we_probably all got things to do. We might as well take a five minute break._There's a man in the bathroom. Are... we sitting in our own way? So what do you think about the case? I enjoyed it. No dead's bus,_you know what I mean? We were lucky to get a murder case. I figured us for an assault or a burglary_or something like that. These can be dull... Hey, can you imagine, sitting in_here for three days just for this? Yeah, how about that business with the knife? I mean, expecting normal people to_believe that kind of bullshit. Well you gotta expect that. You know_what you're dealing with here. What's the matter? You cold? Well, I can hardly touch my_nose, you know what I mean? Your horn's alright._Try your lights. Ahh, this is beautiful! The air_condition that doesn't work! Somebody take a letter to the mayor._Dear stingy...! I didn't get a chance to see the papers_today. Anything new going on? I was just wondering_how the market closed. I wouldn't know. You're in exchange or something? No, no, I'm a broker. Really? I run a messenger service,_The Beck and Call Company. My wife's idea. We employ 37_people. Started from nothing! Come on, Mr. Foreman, come on,_what do you say, let's go here!!! Alright jentlemen, let's take seats. This better be fast, I got two_tickets to the ball game tonight. Yanks and Cleveland. We've got_this new kid Modjelewski in there. This kid, he's a real bull, you know, I mean... Talking about a real jug-handled. You know? You quite the baseball fan, eh? Where do you want us to sit? Well, I was thinking we'd just sit_in order of jury number: 2,3,4... I kinda like it. If that's alright with you jentlemen. -Sure!_-What's the difference? I think it's reasonable to_sit according to numbers. What was your impression_of the prosecuting attorney? I beg your pardon? I thought it was very sharp the way he handled_all his points one by one, in logical sequence. Takes a good brain for that,_I was very impressed. Yes, he did an expert job. They got a lot of drive these guys,_you know, real drive. Let's get this show on the road! You...you'd like to sit down? Jentleman at the window? Would you like to sit down? Oh...yeah, sorry! It's pretty tough, isn't it? I mean, the kid just kills his father,_bang...just like that! If you analyze the figures on the... Come on now, what figures? It's those people I'm telling you. See, they just let the kids run_wild out there. Maybe it serves'em right,_you know what I mean? Where's that elderly jentleman? He's in the bathroom. Would you knock on the door please? Sure. Thank you. You a Yankee fan? No, Milwaukee. Milwaukee? What, you kidding? It's like getting hit on the head_with a crowbar once a day! I mean, tell me, who they got? Really, I'm asking you, who they got?_Besides great grasskeepers? We'd like to get started here. Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep you waiting. Quite alright. Alright jentlemen. You can handle this any_way you'd like to. I have no rules. We can discuss it first and_then vote, that's one way or we can vote and then_see where we stand. That's all I have to say... I think it's customary to_take a preliminary vote. Yeah, come on, let's vote! Then we can all go home! It's up to you, but let's just remember_this is a first degree murder charge. If we find him guilty, he_could die by lethal injection. Yeah, let's vote. Yeah, let's see who's where! Anyone who doesn't wanna vote? Let's just remember that this is gotta be_twelve to nothing either way, that's the law. Everyone ready? All those voting guilty raise your hands. Eleven. All those voting not guilty. One. Eleven-one guilty. Now we now where we stand. Well there's always one, eh? So what do we do now? I guess we...talk. Honestly, you really think he's innocent? I don't know. I mean, let's be reasonable here. You sat in the court room,_you heard everything. The rest of us did. This man is a_dangerous killer, you could see it. Man? He's 18 years old. He's old enough! He knifed his own father,_four inches into the chest. Pretty obvious. I was convinced_on the very first day. Sure, who wasn't? I really think this is one of_these open and shut things. I mean, they proved it a_dozen different ways. Would you like to_list'em for you? No, no, no... Then what DO you want? I just wanna talk! Well, what's there to talk about? Eleven men here agree. I mean, who would have to_think twice about it except you? Hey look, let me ask_you a question. Do you really believe_that boy's story? I don't know if I believe his_story or not, maybe I don't. So then, why did you_vote not guilty for? Look, eleven men voted guilty. I just don't find it easy to raise my hand_and send a boy to prison for life or maybe even to be executed_without talking about it first. Who says it's easy for me? Noone. What, because I voted fast? No. I honestly think the kid's guilty. You couldn't change my mind_if you talked a 100 years! I'm not trying to_change your mind. We're talking about a person's life here. We can't just decide in 5 minutes. Suppose we're wrong? Suppose we're wrong! Suppose_the whole building fell on my head! You could suppose anything you want. That's right. So then what difference does_it make how long it takes? If we honestly think the kid's guilty,_suppose we finish in 5 minutes, so what? Suppose we take an hour,_your game doesn't start till 8 o'clock. Ok slugger, be my guest. Who's got something to say? Not me. I'm willing to put in an hour. -What?_-Great! I heard a pretty good story last night... There is this woman, she goes_running into the doctor's office... Excuse me, that's not why_we are sitting in here for. Alright then, you tell me_what are we sitting here for. Well, maybe for no reason,_I don't know, but look... ...this kid has been knocked_around all of his life, been born in a slum, he lost his mother_when he was just, what, 9... and he spent a year and a half in an orphanage,_while his old man was doing a jail term for forgery. That's not a very good headstart. He's had a rotten 18 years. I just think we owe that boy_a few words, that's all. Hey look, I don't mind_telling you this mister, but we don't owe him a thing! That's right! I mean, he had a fair trial, didn't he? What do you think that trial cost? And he was lucky he got it. We're all grown ups in here and we_heard the facts, now didn't we? Now you're not gonna sit there 'n' tell us_we're supposed to believe this kid knowing what he is. Look, I've lived among them all my life. I mean, you can't believe a word they say._They are born liars. It suddenly occurs to me that_you must be an ignorant man. What are you talking about? You think you have a monopoly on the truth? Why are you making a federal case out of_this, come on man, how do you like this guy? I think certain things should be_pointed out to this man. This isn't Sunday, we don't_need a sermon in here. I don't see any need to argue like that, I think_we ought to be able to behave like jentlemen, if we're going to discuss this case. Maybe the jentleman who's disagreeing_down there could tell us why. Tell us what he thinks and we could_show him where he's probably mixed up. -What are you doing?_-Eh? What is that? It's one of the products I work_on at the ad agency: Rice Pops. The breakfast with the built in bounce_I wrote that one. Oh, that's where that came from. That's very catchy. Do you mind? I'm sorry, I just have this habit of doodling._It keeps me focused. We're trying to do something._We could be sitting here forever. No, look, look, look, I might have an idea. I mean_I'm just thinking out loud, but it seems to me that it's up to us to convince this jentleman_that we're right and he's wrong. Maybe if we each took a minute or two_to explain how we feel, you know... -It was just a quick thought._-No, no, no, that's good. Suppose we go once around the table. -Anything, just let start it off!_-Fine, why don't you go first? No, not me... I think we ought to go in order. Ok, that's fair... in order._Two minutes a piece. That means you go first. Oh, well, um... Well, it's hard to put it into words...._I just think that he's guilty. I thought it was obvious from the word go._Nobody proved otherwise. Nobody has to prove otherwise._The burden of proof rests with the prosecution. The defendant doesn't even_have to open his mouth. I know that! What I meant was..._the man is guilty, there was a witness. Somebody saw him do it. Ok, here's what I think. And I have no personal feelings at all,_I'm talking facts. Number one, let's take the old man who lived_on the 2nd floor directly underneath the room where the murder was committed. Now, he says that about 10 minutes_after 12 on the night of the killing he heard a loud noise from upstairs._Sounded like a fight. And he heard the boy yell out:_"I'm going to kill you" A second later the body hit the floor,_he run to his appartment door, looked out, saw the kid running down the_stairs and out of the house. He called the police and they found_the father with a knife in his chest. -And the coroner fixed the time_of death around midnight. He's right. These are facts. You can't_refute facts. This kid's guilty. Look, I'm as sentimental as the next guy._I know he's only 18. But he's gotta pay for what he did. I'm with you pops. It was obvious to me that the_boy's entire story was flimsy. He claimed he was at the movies_at the time of the killing yet one hour later he couldn't_remember what films he saw. -He claims that._-That's right. Did you hear that? That's absolutely right. And noone saw him going_into or out of the theater. And what about the woman_across the street? If her testimony don't prove it,_nothing does. That's right, she's the one_who actually saw the killing. That's right. Come on fellas, let's go in_order here, come on. Now look. Here's a woman_who's lying in her bed. She can't sleep, dying from the_heat, you know what I mean. And then she looks out the window,_and right across the street she sees this kid stick the knife_into his father. It's 12.10 on the nose._Everything fits. And look, she's known this boy_all of his life. His window is right opposite hers right across_the el tracks and she swore she saw him do it. Through the windows of_a passing elevated train? This el train had no passengers on._It was just being moved downtown. Lights out, remember that? And they proved in court that at night you can_look through the windows of a passing el train with the lights out and you can see_what's happening on the other side. Now they proved that! Could I ask you a question? Go ahead. You don't believe the boy._Why do you believe the woman? Isn't she one of them too? Oh you're just a real smart_fellow, aren't you? Take it easy. - What's he so wise about? I'm telling ya... Alright, alright, we don't need_none of that in here. Now, whose turn is it? Alright, you're next. I pass. -What did he say?_-He passes. It's his priviledge. How about the next jentleman? I don't know... I came convinced_very early in the case. Excuse me. See, I'm looking for motive. I think it's very important. If you don't_have a motive you don't have a case, right? So anyway, that testimony from those people_across the hall from the kid's apartment, well, that's why that was so important, cause didn't they say that the_father 'n' the kid had an argument and the kid run out sometime around 7 o'clock_that night, I could be wrong about the time... It was 8 o'clock. Yes, that's right, it was 8 o'clock. They heard the argument but they couldn't_tell what the argument was about. Then they heard the father hit the son twice and then later they saw the son_walk out of the appartment angrily ...but what does it prove? It don't exactly prove anything, I'm just_saying it's part of the picture, that's all. Yeah, but you did say it revealed the motive_and that's what the prosecution said. To me it's a very weak motive! This boy has been hit so many times_that violence is a normal part of his life. I don't think a couple more hits in the_face would provoke him to murder. It may have been two hits too many._Everyone has a breaking point. -Anything else?_-No. -How about the next jentleman?_-Me? I don't know... I mean it's practically all_been said already, you know? I mean we could talk about it forever. This kid's 0 for five._I mean look at his record. At 10 he's at juvenile court, he_threw a rock at a teacher, at 14 he was in reform school_cause he stole a car, he's been arrested for muggin', he's been picked up_twice for trying to slash another teen with a knife, he's real good with that switchblade you know._Everybody said that. This is a real fine boy. Ever since he was 5 years old,_his father beat him up and he used his fists. So would I. A kid like that? Wouldn't you call those beatings a_motive for him to kill his father? I'd say it's a motive for him to be_an angry young man, I'd say that. These kids, the way_they are nowadays. They're angry, hostile. I mean, look at the way they talk. When I was at his age I called_my father "Sir", that's right! Ever hear a boy call his_father that anymore? Fathers don't seem to think_that's important anymore. -No? You got any kid?_-Two. I got one. He is 32. We did everything in the world for_that boy that could happen. When he was 9 he run away from a fight, I saw him do it, I was so_ashamed I almost threw up. And I said to him right straight out, I said_"I'm gonna make a man out of you or I'm gonna bust you in half trying". I made a man out of him alright. When he was 16 we got into a battle,_he hit me in the face, big kid, ya know. I haven't seen him in 14 years. Rotten kid! You work your heart out... Well come on, let's get on with it. I think...I think we're_missing the point here. This boy, let's say he's a product_of a filthy neighbourhood and a broken home, he can't help it, we're here to decide whether_he's guilty or innocent of murder, not to go into reasons why_he grew up this way. He was born in a slum. Slums are breeding grounds for_criminals, I know as a view it's no secret. Slum big grounds are_potential menaces to society. You can say that again! Alright, kids who crawl out of these_places they're nothing but trash. Hey, I don't want a think in the_world to do with them, I'm telling you. I lived in a slum all my life! I nursed that trash in Harlem_hospital six nights a week. Hey, now, come on! I used to play in a backyard that was full_of garbage, maybe it still smells on me! Now, come on, why you got to go there... -Let's be reasonable, there's nothing personal..._-There is something personal! Now, now, let's not be so sensitive. This kind of sensitivity I understand. Alright, let's stop all this arguing,_it's just wasting time. Now, it's your turn, let's go. Me? I didn't expect a turn. I thought everybody was trying to convince_me, I thought that was the idea. Check, I forgot about that. I mean, what's the difference? He's the one_keeping us here, let's see what he's got to say. Wait a minute! We decided we're gonna do_this a certain way, let's stick to what we said. Come on, stop treating us like kids! -Kids? What are you talking about?_-Just what I said. What, just that I'm trying to_keep things organised here? Listen, you wanna do this?_You sit here! You take responsibility._I'll just shut up. What now, why'd get so hot about it man,_why don't you just calm down up there! Don't tell me to calm down, here's the chair._You keep things runnin' smooth 'n' everything. You think it's a snap?_Come on man Mr. Foreman, let's see how great you run this show. -You ever seen a thing like that before?_-Oh you think it's funny now, eh? Hey, this whole thing is unimportant. It's unimportant? What?_You wanna try it? No, look, you're doing a beautiful job! You're doing a beautiful job! Come on now, let's_hear from somebody. Excuse me jentlemen! If you would like to hear_how I feel about all of this, I'd be glad to tell you right now. I don't care what you gonna do! Oh now, he's mad, you mad? I don't have anything brilliant and_I already know what you all know. -From the testimony, the boy looks guilty. -You can say that again!_-Alright, now maybe he is, but, I spent 3 days in court listening_to that evidence build up and build up and everyone seemed so positive, I began_to get a peculiar feeling about this case, because nothing is that positive, nothing. I had a bunch of questions I wanted to ask about all_these things, they mean anything or not I don't know, but I do know that I felt the lawyer, the_boy's lawyer, was not doing his job. He was letting too many_things go by, little things What do you mean little things?_Look, when these guys don't ask questions, it's because they know the answer and they_figure that they'll probably get hurt by it. Yeah, but it could also mean that the_lawyer is just plain stupid, couldn't it? Sounds like you've met my brother in law. Anyway... I put myself in the boy's place. If I was that boy, I would've_asked for another lawyer. I mean, if I'm on trial for my life I would want my lawyer to take all of the prosecution's_witnesses and just tear them to shreds, or try. Now look, there was one_eye witness to this killing and someone else said that_they heard it and then saw the boy running out later. There was a lot of circumstantial evidence, but those_two witnesses where the entire case for the prosecution. Suppose they were wrong! What do you mean suppose they were wrong?_What's the point of having witnesses at all? Could they be wrong? They took the stand under oath!_What are you trying to say? Well, they're people._People make mistakes. Could they be wrong? No, I don't think so. Do you know so? Nobody could know something like that._This isn't an exact science. That's right, it isn't. Let's try to get to the point. Let's take the knife they_found on the father's chest. Wait a minute! Don't you think we ought to..._Some of the people haven't had the chance to talk. They can talk anytime they want,_just gimme a second here, will you? What about that knife? You know the one our fine, upright boy_admitted buying the night of the murder? Let's talk about it. Yes, let's talk about it. As a matter of fact let's look at it again._I'd like to see it. Mr. Foreman? We all know what it looks like. What are_we gonna gain by seeing it again? He brought it up. The gentleman has a right_to see exhibits of evidence, the knife, where it was bought,_it's pretty strong evidence, don't you think? Yes I do. -We're gonna need that knife._-OK. One: The boy admitted going out of his house_at 8 o'clock on the night of the murder after being punished several_times by his father. He said slapped, not punished. There's_a difference between a slap and a punish. After being slapped several_times by his father. Two: The boy went directly to a neighbourhood_junkshop, where he bought, what do you call it? -Switchblade!_-Switchblade knife! Thank you, thank you. Three:_This wasn't what you'd call an ordinary knife. It had a very unusual carved handle. Four: The storekeeper who sold it to him_identified the knife in court and said it was the only one of its kind that_he had ever had in stock. Five: At about 8:45 the boy run into_three friends of his in front of a diner. Am I correct so far? You bet he is! Listen to this man,_he knows what he's talking about. The boy talked with his friends for_about an hour, leaving them at 9:45. During this time,_they saw the switch blade knife. Six: Each of them identified the death_weapon in court as that same knife. Seven: The boy arrived home_at about 10 o'clock. Now, this is where the stories offered by the_boy and the state begin to diverge slightly. He claims that he stayed home until 11:30_then went to one of those all-night movies, he returned home at about 3:50 in_the morning to find his father dead and himself arrested. Now, what happened to the switchblade knife? He claims that the knife fell_through a hole in his pocket, sometime between 11:30 and 3:50_while he was on the street to the movie and that he never saw it again. No! This is a tale jentlemen! I think it's quite clear that he never_went to the movies that night. Noone in the house saw him go out at 11:30._Noone at the theatre identified him. He couldn't even remember the_names of the pictures he saw. Now... what actually happened is this. The boy stayed home, had_another fight with his father, stabbed him to death with the knife_at about 10 minutes after 12 and fled from the house. He even remembered to wipe_the knife clean of fingerprints. Thanks man. Please give me the knife. Are you trying to tell me that the knife_fells through a hole in the boy's pocket, that someone picked it up off the street_where it was the boy's house, stabbed his father, just to be amusing? I'm just saying that it is possible_that the boy lost the knife and somebody else stabbed_his father with a similar knife. It's possible, that's all. It's possible... Take a look at that knife. I've never seen one like it. Neither has the storekeeper_who sold it to the boy. And you're asking us to accept a_pretty incredible coincidence? I'm not asking you to accept anything._I'm just saying that it's possible. And I say it's not possible! What are you trying to do? Who do you think you are... Hey, what is this? Where_did you get that knife now? Where has that come from? Quiet, quiet, please! Where did you get that knife? I was out walking last night,_just...thinking... I was in the boy's neighbourhood, that knife comes from a pawn shop_three blocks from his house, it cost 25$. -It's against the law to buy it._-I broke the law. Listen, you pulled a pretty bright trick here,_now suppose you tell me what it proves. There could be ten knives like that, so what? There could be... What does that mean? I mean, so he got the same kind of knife, what_is that, the discovery of the age or something? It'd still be an incredible coincidence for another person_to have stabbed the father with the same kind of knife. Come on, the odds are a million to one! But it's possible! Alright jentlemen, let's take sits._There's no point meddling around here. Very interesting that he should find_a knife exactly like the one the boy bought. What's interesting about it?_It proves anything? Proves? No, no, no..._I didn't mean... How come the kid bought the_knife in the first place? Well, he claims... I know he claims he bought it_as a present for a friend of his, who was gonna give it_to him the next day, because he busted the other kid's_knife dropping it off the pants! That's what he said. The friend testified in court that_the boy did break his knife. How long before the killing? Three weeks, right? So how come our noble lad bought this thing_an half an hour after his father smacked him and three and a half hours before they found_it shoved up to here into the father's chest? Look, he was gonna give it to his friend,_he just wanted to use it first. Let me ask you a question, this is_something I wanted to bring up in court. If the boy did buy the knife to use_on his father, how come he showed what was going to become the murder weapon to_three friends a couple of hours before the killing? All this is just talk! The boy lied and you know it. Do you think he lied? That's a stupid question,_damn right he lied! And you sir? You don't have to ask me that, you_know my answer - he lied, yes! And you? -I think maybe..._-Maybe, wait a second! What are you, the kid's_lawyer or something? Who are you to come in here_and start cross examining us? Isn't this what's supposed_to happen in a jury room? There are still eleven of us_in here who think he's guilty. Yeah, I mean what'd you_think you gonna accomplish? You're not gonna change anybody's mind! You wanna be stubborn and_hang this jury? Go ahead! The kid'll be tried again and_found guilty, as sure as he's born. You're probably right! So then what do you wanna do about it?_We could be here all night... It's only one night. A boy may die. Oh brother! Anybody got a deck o'cards? I don't think he should joke about it. I don't see how all this talk about_the knife's got to do with anything. I mean, come on, somebody_saw that boy stab his father. What more do we need? I got three car washes out there going to_pot while we're sitting up in here talking. Come on, let's get done with_this so we can get outta here! Excuse me, but... ...the knife was very important_to the district attorney, he took one whole morning with that! Come on, that guy was a 15th assistant_or something... What does he know? I think we should get on with it. These side arguments_only slow us up. Now, what about it? You are the only one... Jentlemen... I have a proposition. I'd like to call for another vote, I want you eleven men to_vote by secret written ballot and I will abstain. If all eleven of you vote guilty, I'm not gonna hold out - we'll go in_with a verdict to the judge right now. But if anyone votes not guilty,_then we stay and talk! And... that's all... I'm ready right now,_if you'll all go for it. Finally, you're behaving_like a reasonable man! Come on, let's do it! Anyone who doesn't agree? Alright, pass these along. Come on, today man... Alright... Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Not guilty. Guilty. Well how do ya like that? And another chap flips_his god damn wings! Come on who was it?_Cause I wanna know! Excuse me! We agreed that_this would be a secret ballot. -Secret?_-Yeah! -What are you talking about?_-Secret... There's no secrets in the jury room... I know who did it... Brother you are really something,_you know that? You come in here and you vote guilty_like everybody else and then there's golden voice preacher_over here starts to tear your heart out with a lot of stories about a poor little boy_who just couldn't help becoming a murderer. So you change your vote... ...that is the most sickening... Why don't you drop a quarter_in his collection box? Wait a minute, you_can't talk like that! Sit down! - He's very excitable._-Damn right I'm excitable! We're trying to put a guilty man where he_belongs and somebody's telling us fairy tales and we're listening!!! -Take it easy._-What do you mean take it easy? You feel like seeing a proven_murderer walking the streets? I'll tell you what! Let's give him his_knife back, make it easier for him! Alright, stop the yelling! Now does anyone have any other suggestions? Excuse me, I would like to say something. I've always thought that in_this country a man was entitled to have an unpopular opinion. Hey look, let's stick_to the subject, ok pal? Why did you switch your vote for? Now look... ain't none of_your fucking business... He didn't switch his vote, I did. Would you like me to tell you why? No, I wouldn't like you to tell me why... Well, I'd like to make myself clear anyway... If you don't mind. Do we have to listen to this? Hey look, the man wants to talk! Thank you! This jentleman has been_standing alone against us. He doesn't say the boy is not guilty. He just isn't sure. Well it's not easy to stand alone_against the ridicule of others... He gambled for support_and I gave it to him. I respect his motives. The boy on trial is probably guilty. But I wanna hear more... I'm talking here! You have no right to just walk... He can't hear you. He never will. Sit down. If the speech is over,_may we go on? I think we ought to take a_break, there is a man inside there... ...we should wait for him. Look I... was pretty excited,_you know what I mean... I didn't mean to get nasty or anything. Thank you. God, I wish I knew some_way we could break this up. You know in advertising... I told you_I work in an ad agency, didn't I? Well, we got some pretty_strange people down there. Well, not strange really, they_just have peculiar ways of expressing themselves sometimes,_you know what I mean. It's probably the same thing in your business. What is it you do? I'm a watch maker. Really? Finest watchmakers in the world_come from Europe, don't they? Anyway! Like I was saying... At the ad agency, when we reach_a point like this in a meeting, there's always some character_ready with an idea that kills me. I mean it's the weirdest thing_sometimes, the way they... ...percieve their idea with some_little phrase, you know, like some count exec would go Oh here's an idea, let's hang around the flag_pole, see if anyone sings the national anthem or..."Here's an idea, let's put it on the_bus, see if it gets of at Wall Street" I mean, it's idiotic really, but it's funny. -Excuse me._-Sure. So, I wonder if I can ask you a question. Are you one of those nation Islam guys? I only_ask cause I've never met one of you guys before. I was... But we didn't exactly see things eye_to eye, you know what I'm saying? Not really... But anyway, I was wondering_if you could do me a favour, maybe take it a little easier on the old man. I figure once you get up that high in_years, you know, deserve a little break? I guess that's a no. -You a salesman?_-No, architect. -You know what a soft sell is?_-Yes... You're pretty good at it! I've got a different technique, you know? -Jokes, drinks, knock'em on their asses._-Yeah... I made 57 thousand last year._Selling marmalade. That's not bad. I mean, you know,_considerin' the marmalade. So what are you getting out of this? Kicks? The boy's guilty pal. Why don't you let us go home_before we all get sore throats? What's the difference whether you_get one here or at the ball game. ....That's too... No difference_pal, no difference at all... Nice bunch of guys! -Same as any... I guess._-Yeah. -You know, that guy with the hat?_-Yeah. He's a real prince! And out loud every second_everyone stalks by this kid ...the way he's talking..._is embarassing. Murderous day! Will we be much longer? I don't know. He's guilty you know!_Not a doubt in the whole world. Should have been done by now! Not that I really care,_I mean, beats working... Right? You think he's innocent? I don't know. Well, I don't know you, but I'm bettin'_you've never been wronger in your life. Better wrap it up. Just waisting your time. Suppose you were the one on trial. Well... I don't do a lot of supposing... You know, I'm just the working man. Let my boss do my supposing. But if you want I'll try one. Suppose you talk us all out o' this and that kid really did stick_that knife into his father. Alright jentlemen, let's take our seats. Looks like we'll be here for dinner. Let's get down to business. Who wants to start it off? -I'd like to say something..._-Be quiet... Excuse me! Number 6. Alright, please go ahead, go ahead, please... This may be a small point,_but anyway... The boy had a motive for the killing. The beatings 'n' all, right? If he didn't do it, who did it? Who else had a motive? I mean, that's my point._You don't go out and just kill somebody for no reason,_unless you're just plain nuts. As far as I can see, we're here to_determine whether or not this boy is guilty beyond reasonable doubt. We're not concerned with anyone else's_motives, that's a job to the police. Alright...but it can't help letting the only_motive we know of creep into our thoughts. We can't help asking ourselves,_who else might have had a motive. I mean, this jentleman is_asking a reasonable question: Somebody killed him, if it_wasn't the boy, who was it? Modjelewski! Ohhh, you're talking about the man I love!!! Maybe if you haven't got anything to_add besides jokes, I suggest you listen. I'm sorry, I was just letting_off steam. Go ahead. Maybe you can answer me, who_else might have killed the father? Well, I don't know... I mean... The father was hardly_a model citizen, we knew that he served a prison term and that he was an inveterate_gambler and a consistent loser and he frequented all of the local bars. Usually after a couple of drinks_he'd get into a fight over a woman ...I wouldn't mind telling that... He was a mean, cruel,_primitive kind of man. He couldn't even hold a job for longer_than 6 months in his entire life. So, hell, he could have been murdered_by anyone of the prison inmates, or a bookmaker, or somebody he_beat up, or a woman he picked up, or anyone of those tough guys_that he used to hang around with. Look, come on man, we know_that the father was a bump, what's that got to do with anything? Well, I didn't bring this thing up, the man_asked who else might have killed the man and I gave an answer. That jentleman there asked a direct question. Well, everybody is a lawyer... Suppose you answer this for me... The old man downstairs heard the_kid yell loud: "I'm gonna kill you". A split second later, the body hit the floor, then he saw the kid running out of the house. Now what does all that mean to you? I was wondering how well you could hear_that boy's voice through the ceiling. He didn't hear it through the ceiling. His window was open. The_window was open upstairs, it was a hot night, remember? The voice was from another appartment, it's very difficult_to identify a voice, let alone a voice that's shouting. He identified it in court. He picked the boy's voice out_of 5 other voices blindfolded. That was just an ambitious_district attorney putting on a show. Look... The old man knew the boy's voice very well._They lived in the same house for years. But to identify the voice positively_from another appartment... Isn't it possible that he was wrong? Isn't it possible that he thought_the boy was upstairs and therefore he just assumed that_the voice he heard was the boy's voice? I think that's a bit farfetched! Look, the old man heard the father's body falling. Then he saw the boy running out of the house_15 seconds later. Come on, he saw that boy. What about the woman across the street?_She looked right out into the open window, saw the kid stabbin' his father, I mean, come on._Isn't that enough for you? -Not right now it isn't._-Oh man! How do you like this guy, eh? It's like talking to a dead phone! The woman saw the kid through the_window of a moving elevated train. The train had 6 cars and she saw it_through the windows of the last 2 cars. I mean, she remembered_the most significant details. I don't see how you can argue with that. What do you got to say about that? It doesn't seem right to me. Well suppose you think about it, eh? I wonder if there's anyone_here that has an idea how long it would take a 6 car el train,_travelling at, what, medium speed... Wait a minute! This is not a game! -Who do you think you are?_-Take it easy. Come on now, sit down! That's all we need, a fighting here! Did you see him?_The nerve, the absolute nerve! Who does he think he's dealing with here? Come on now, it's over._Now let's just sit here... It's not over, I want an apology! Alright georgie, apologise, now let's_just hear what the man's got to say. Thank you. As I was trying to say, I wonder_if anybody here has an idea how long it would take an el train to pass a given point,_going at a medium speed. What the hell does that_got to do with anything? Well go on, just take a guess! I wouldn't have the slightest idea. You? I don't know, 10, 12 seconds maybe... -What's all this for?_-Well that sounds like a pretty good guess... Anyone else? That sounds right to me. Come on, what are the guessing games for? You, how about you? 10 seconds, approximately. Alright, say 10 seconds._What are you getting at? Just this! It takes 10 seconds for a six car_el train to pass a given point. Let's say that given point is the open window_of the room where the murder took place. You can practically reach out that window_and touch the el tracks, couldn't you? -Yeah._-Yeah. Let me ask you another question jentlemen. Is there anybody here who has_ever lived next to an el line? I just finished painting in an_appartment over next to an el line. -Yeah?_-It took us three days. -And what was it like?_-What do you mean? Noisy? Yeah! Yeah, noisy! We were all punchy about_our business anyway, but yeah, it was noisy. Yeah, well. When I was very young, I_had an apartment on the second floor right next to an el line and I wanna tell you, when that window is open and the train_is roaring by, the noise is unbearable. You can't hear yourself think! OK, you can't hear yourself think,_now will you get to the point? OK, let's try and tie two pieces_of evidence together. No 1, the old man in the apartment downstairs,_he swears that he heard the boy say I'm gonna kill you and then a split second later_what sounded like a body falling to the floor. -One second later, am I right?_-Right. OK. Now the woman across the street,_she swears that she saw the stabbing through the windows of the last two cars of an_elevated train, the last two cars, am I right? What are you making here? Alright, we agreed that it takes_10 seconds for an elevated train to pass a given point. If the woman witnessed the stabbing through_the last two cars, then we must assume that the body fell just as the train was passing by. Therefore, it was roaring by the old man's window_for a full 10 seconds before the body fell. The old man, now, according to his own testimony,_hearing the boy say "I'm going to kill you" and the body falling, must have heard that statement_while the el was roaring by right under his nose! It's not possible that he could've heard it. It's idiotic! Sure he heard it! You really think so, eh? The old man said the boy yelled it_out, that's good enough for me. Well, whatever he heard, he couldn't have_identified the voice with that el roaring by. You're talking about a matter of seconds here,_nobody could be that accurate! Well, I'll tell ya, I think the testimony that can send_a human being to death should be that accurate! -I don't think he could've heard it..._-Yeah, maybe he didn't hear it with all that el noise. What are you people talking about? -Well it stands to reason._-It's crazy! Why should he lie?_What's he got to gain? Attention, maybe. You keep coming up with these bright sayings. Why_don't you sell'em to the Reader's Digest, they pay $50. Why do you keep talking to him like that, hah? No, a guy who talks like that to an old man_ought to get stepped on, know what I mean? You oughta have little respect! You go ahead, you say whatever you_want! Noone's gonna stop you! Why do you think the old man might lie? Well,... ...it's just that I looked at him for a very long time... The seam of his jacket was split under the arm. Any of you notice it? I mean, to come into court like that. He was a very old man with a torn jacket_and he walked very slowly towards the stand. He was dragging his left leg_and trying to hide it, because he was ashamed. I think I know him better than anyone here. This is a quiet, frightened, insignificant_old man who's been nothing, all his life. Never had recognition, never seen_his name in the newspapers. Nobody knows him. Nobody quotes him._Nobody seeks his advice after 75 years. You know... ...that's a very sad thing, to be a nothing. A man like this needs to be recognised, to be listened to, to be quoted, just_once. That's very important. He would find it hard to recede into the background,_when there's a chance for him to become a... Wait a minute, wait a minute! Are you trying to tell_us that the guy would lie just to be important once? He wouldn't... really lie! But perhaps he'd make himself believe that he heard those words and recognised the boy's face. That's the most fantastic story I've heard in my life! How can you just make up some stuff like that? What do you know about it? Sit down! You sit down! Sit down! Jentlemen, let me remind you, this case is based_on a reasonable and logical progression of facts. Please, let's keep it. Facts may be covered by the personalities_of the people who present them. Let's not forget that. -Would anybody like a cough drop?_-Yeah, I would, thank you. Say what you like fellas... I still don't see how anybody_could think this kid's not guilty. There's one thing I did wanna_talk about for just a minute. I think that we have proven that the old man_could not have heard the boy say "I'm gonna kill you". But suppose that... What are you talking about, "prove"? You haven't proved it at all!_What are you talking about? But suppose he did hear it. I mean, how many times have we_all probably used that expression? Hundreds of times, you know! I could kill you for that darling, or... ...junior, I'm gonna kill you if you_do that one more time, or... ...kill'em Rocky, kill'em! You know, it's just a common everyday..._It doesn't mean we're gonna kill someone. Wait a minute, what are you trying to give us here? The phrase was "I'm going to kill you" and the_kid screamed it out on the top of his lungs. Don't tell me he didn't mean it! Anybody who says something like that,_the way he said, they mean it. Well, gee, I... ...I don't know... I remember I was arguing with this_guy that I work next to at the bank, so he called me an idiot, so I was yelling... This man is trying to get you to_believe things that just aren't so. The boy said "I'm going to kill you"_and he did kill him! Do you really think that he would shout out something_like that for the whole neighbourhood to hear? I don't think so. I think he's too bright for that. Bright? He's the common ignorant slob. -He don't even speak good english._-He does not even speak good english. Mr. Foreman... ...I'd like to change my vote to not guilty. -Oh you got to be kidding me!_-You heard me. Are you sure? Yes, I'm sure. The vote is 9 to 3 in favour of guilty. Well, if this isn't the livin' end! What are you basing it on? The stories this guy made up? I mean, this guy... he should write_for Amazing Detective Monthly. He'd make a fortune! Now listen, Milwakee, there are facts_there and their right in your face. And everyone of them says_"This kid killed his old man"! I mean, his own lawyer, knew right from_the beginning he didn't stand a chance. His own lawyer! You could see it! -Body, he deserves to die!_-Oh, does he? For your information, it's happened in the past that_people had been convicted of murder and then executed and later, years later, someone comes_along and confesses to the crime. You see, sometimes, the facts that are_staring us in the face are wrong... Hey listen, I'm talking to him, not to you! Boy, this guy's beautiful, isn't he? Yeah, listen, the kid had a lawyer, didn't he? The lawyer presented the case, not you! -How come you got so much to say?_-The lawyer was court appointed! So what does that mean? It could mean a hell of a lot! It could mean he didn't want the case, it could mean_he resented being appointed, what's there for him? No hope, no glory, very little chance of winning. Not a very promising situation for a young lawyer. He would have to really believe in his_client in order to put up a good fight. As you mentioned a minute ago, he obviously didn't! Oh sure he didn't! Who the hell could? Except maybe god come to Earth or somebody... Come on guys, look at the time! Pardon me here. -I have some notes here... somewhere..._-Notes? I... would... like... to ask some questions. I've been listening very closely to_what this jentleman has been saying. He's got some very good points to make. Now, from what was presented at the trial,_it seems that the boy is guilty, but maybe if we go deeper... Come on, will ya?_Gee! I would like to ask one question. Now, we assumed that the boy commited murder. That he stabbed his father in the chest and then he run away. This was at 10 minutes after 12. Now, how was the boy caught... ...by the police? He came back, at about 3 o'clock or so and he was caught by two detectives_in the hallway of his house. Come on man! Now my question is this... If he really did kill his father, why_did he come back 3 hours later? Would he not be afraid of being caught by the police? Look, he came home to get his knife. It's not nice to leave knives sticking_around out of people's chests! Yes, especially relatives. -I don't see anything funny about it._-Neither do I. The boy knew that there were people who could_identify the knife as the one he had just bought. He had to get it before the police did. But if he knew that the knife could be identified,_why did he leave it in the first place? Oh well... I think we can assume he run out in a_state of panic after he killed his father. And when he finally calmed down, he_realised that he had left the knife there. Then this depends on your definition of panic. Because he was calm enough to make sure_that there were no fingerprints on the knife. Now, where did his panic start and where did it end? Look, you can throw all that other staff out... He came home to dig out his knife and get rid of it. -Three hours later?_-Sure, three hours later! If I had killed my father, I would not be coming back_three hours later, I would be afraid of the police. No...I would stay away, knife or no knife! Look, you voted guilty, didn't you?_What side are you on? I do not have to be loyal to one side or_the other, I'm simply asking questions. Well, look... This is just off the top of my head_but it seems to me, I mean, if I were the kid and I'd, you know,_done the stabbing and all that, I'd take a chance and go back for the knife. I mean, he probably figured that noone's seen_him and nobody didn't discover the body yet. I mean, it was the middle of the night. He probably figured that the body_wouldn't be found till the next day. Excuse me, but that is my whole point. Now... The woman across the street testified_that the moment after she saw the killing, that is a moment after the el train went by, she screamed, then telephoned the police. Now, the boy certainly must have heard the_scream and knew somebody saw something. No, I do not think the boy would have_gone back if he had been the murderer. Two points. One... In his state of panic, he may_not have heard the scream, perhaps it wasn't very loud. Two. If he did hear it, he may not_have connected it with his own act. Remember, he lived in a neighbourhood_where screams were fairly commonplace. Right! There's your answer. Maybe the boy did stab his father, did not hear the screams,_run off in a panic and calmed down three hours later, came back to get his knife, risking being caught by the_police, maybe all of those things are so and maybe not! I personally think there is enough doubt for us to wonder_if the boy was there at all when the murder took place. What do you mean doubt?_What are you talking about? Didn't the old man see the boy running out of the house? Well, see? He's twisting the facts! I'm telling you, he's twisting them! Did or didn't the old man see the boy running_out of the house at 12:10? Did he or didn't he? -He says he did..._-Well... "He say's he did"? How do you like this?_"He says he did"... Did or didn't the woman across the_street see the boy kill his father? She said she did! You make it like it don't matter what people say. What you wanna believe, you believe,_what you don't wanna believe, so you don't! What kind of way is that? And what do you think these people_get up on the witness stand for? Their health? I'm telling you man, the facts_are being changed in here. Witnesses are being doubted and there's no reason for it! Witnesses can make mistakes. Yeah, when you want'em to they do!_You know what I mean? Alright now, let's keep the yelling down. Well you keep saying that! What we need in here is a little yelling. These men running off every each way._Did hear the scream, didn't hear the scream... What difference does it make? Those little details! You guys are missing the important stuff. -I mean, all of a sudden you hear everybody..._-I would like to call for another vote. -I'm talking here!_-Another vote called for here, jentlemen take your sits. -What are we gonna gain by voting again?_-I don't know. The man asked for another vote,_we're gonna have another vote. I've never seen so much time spent on nothing! It only takes a second... Alright, the fastest way is to_find out who's voting not guilty. All those in favour of not guilty raise your hand. Three... ...still the same. Three not guilty, nine guilty. So, where are we? I mean, come on, we can yakety-yakety until_next Tuesday. Where is it getting us? Pardon me... I would like to change my vote. I vote not guilty. Oh brother! Come on now, listen, what are you talking about? We're all going crazy in here! This kid is guilty. Why don't you pay attention to the facts? Tell him, will you? This is gotta be a god damn joke! The vote is 8 to 4 in favour of guilty. I mean, everybody's heart is starting_to bleed for this punk little kid, like the president just declared "Love Your_Underpriviledged Brother Week" or something... Listen to me! I want you to tell me why you changed your vote._Come on, give me reasons! I do not have to defend myself to you._I now have reasonable doubt. Reasonable doubt..._That's nothing but words! Look at the knife! The kid you just decided is not guilty was_seen ramming that thing into his father. Well, look at it, Mr. "Reasonable Doubt"! That's not the knife... ...don't you remember? Brilliant! You know this is the craziest... I mean, you're pulling stories out of thin air. What are we supposed to believe? I'm telling you, if this guy was sitting ringside at the_Tyson Holyfield fight, he'd be trying to tell us Tyson won! Look, what about the old man, eh? Are we supposed to believe that he didn't get up and run_to his front door and see that kid tearing down the stairs, 15 seconds after the killing? He's only saying it so he can be important, right? -I mean, what's the point of this..._-Wait... wait a second, wait a second! The Milwakee rooter is heard from and pop-ups_are fallin' for base hits wherever we look at. Did the old man say he run to the door? Run, walked, what's the difference?_He got there! He said he run. I don't remember what he said,_but I don't see how he could run! He said he run, he run from his bedroom_to the front door. That's enough, isn't it? Where exactly was that bedroom again? It was down in the hall somewhere._You don't remember that? -No..._-I thought you remembered everything! Mr. Foreman, I'd like to see a diagram_of the apartment again please. Why don't we run the trial over just to_see if we can get everything straight... -Mr. Foreman..._-I heard you. What's all this for? How come you're the only one in the room_who wants to see exhibits all the time. I wanna see this one too! And I wanna stop wasting time... If we are going to start wading through all this business_about where the body was found, then we can... No, we're not! I just wanna find out if a man who limps_because he had a stroke a year ago, can get from his bed to his front door in 15 seconds. He said 20 seconds... -15!_-I'm telling you he said 20. Why do you always distort him? He said 15... How does he know how long 15 seconds is? You can't judge a thing like that! He said 15 seconds. He_was very positive about it. He's an old man, you saw him._Half the time he was confused! How could he be positive ab...about anything? I don't see what we're going to prove here. The man said he saw the boy running_out, that's what he said to us. Well, let's see if the details bear him out. Now, the minute the body fell,_the old man says he heard footsteps running towards the front door upstairs. Then he heard that upstairs door open and_the footsteps continued down the stairway. He got to his front door as fast as he could, swears_it couldn't have been more than 15 seconds, -Now if the killer started to run immediately..._-Well, maybe he didn't! The old man says he did. You oughta be down at Atlantic City_at the hair-splitters' convention. Hey baseball, why don't you stop with_the smart remarks all the time? Oh my friend, for your $15 a day_you gotta listen to everything. Ok, now you got that thing in here..._...what about it? May I? Ok, this is the apartment where the killing took place. The old man's apartment is exactly_like it, directly underneath. Now, here's the el line, here's the bedroom, living room,_the kitchen and the bath, here's the hallway and way down there is the front door_to the apartment and here are the steps that go down. Now, the old man was in bed in this room. He says he got up, he went into the hall, went all the way down the hall, opened the front door, just in time to see the boy racing down the stairs. Am I right? That's the story... for the 19th time! 15 seconds after he heard the body fall. Correct... The old man's bed was by the window. That means he had to walk... 12 feet_from the bed to the bedroom door and the hall is... 43 feet 6 inches..._down to the front door. That means that he had to get up, get out of_bed, walk 12 feet, open the bedroom door, walk 43 feet and open the front door to his apartment, all in 15 seconds... Does anyone think he could have done it? -Sure he could have done it!_-He can only walk very slowly... There they helped him to the witness chair... You make it sound like a long walk!_It's not! For an old man who's had a stroke..._it's a long walk! What are you doing? I wanna set this up, see how long it took him. What do you mean you wanna set this up?_Why didn't the kid's lawyer bring it up if it's so important? Maybe he just didn't think of it! What do you mean he didn't think of it?_Do you think the guy's an idiot or something? -It's an obvious thing, isn't it?_-Did you think of it? Look smart guy, don't matter what,_I thought of it over the night. Alright, let's calm it down. He didn't bring it up cause he thought_it was gonna hurt his case. Wait a minute! Maybe he didn't bring_it up because it would seem as if he was badgering and pressuring a helpless_old man, which does not sit well with a jury, lawyers try to avoid that sort of thing if they can... What kind of bum is he then? That's exactly what I've been asking! Now, let's say this is the old man's bed. First, I'm gonna pace off 12 feet,_that's the length of the bedroom. You're crazy! You can't_recreate a thing like that! You wanna do me a favour?_Could you hand me that chair? Put it right here..._This is the bedroom door. Now the hallway was...what? It was 43 feet. Well, I'll pace over to that wall and_then back around this way again. This is absolutely insane! What's the_idea behind wasting everybody's time with this? ...11...12... Look, it's only gonna_take 15 seconds according to you! ...40...41...42...43. If you would... thank you very much! This is the doorway out into_the hall and the stairway going down. It was chain locked according to testimony. Now, does anybody here got_a second hand on their watch? I have. Alright. Will you just stamp your foot when_you want me to go, that'll be the body falling, alright? Time me from then. Anybody for charades? -I've never seen anything like this in my whole..._-Alright, I'm ready. Come on, come on, won't you? I'm waiting for the second hand to reach sixty. Go! Oh come on, step it up, he_walked twice as fast as that! That's too slow! -That's how he walked, he walked like an old man!_-...what will this kid's stuff do? -No. That's too slow..._-...that's the way he walked. You want me to walk faster?_Alright, I'll walk faster. -This is a trial for murder!_-Relax, will ya? Jeez! Time! Exactly 42 seconds! 42 seconds? 42 seconds. Here's what I think happened. I think the old man heard the fight_between the boy and his father earlier and then a couple of hours later, lying in bed, he heard the body hit the_floor at the boy's apartment and heard the woman scream across the street. He tried to get to the front door. He heard someone running down the_stairs and he assumed that it was the boy. I think that's possible. Assumed? Now listen to me people! I've heard all kinds of dishonesty_in my day, but this little display... ...takes the cake! You come in here, with your sanctimonious talk_about slum kids and injustice and you make up a lot of wild stories and all of a sudden you're gettin' through_to some of these little old ladies in here. But you're not getting through to me!_I've had enough! What is the matter with you people? Everyone of you knows he's guilty! He's got to burn! We'll let him slip through our fingers! ...let him slip through our fingers..._What are you, his executioner? I'm one of them! Maybe you'd like to put the needle in! For this kid? You bet I would! God, I'm sorry for you... Don't start with me now! Ever since we've walked into this room, you've_acted like a self-appointed public avenger. Shut up! You want the boy to die for your own_personal reasons, not because of the facts! You're a sadist! I'll kill him!_I'll kill him! You don't really mean you'll kill me, do you? What the hell's going on here? Nothing. Just a little argument, everything's_fine brother, everything is... ...fine. Just.. things just got a little heated. Thank you. What are you staring at? Well, I suppose we need someone_else to start this off again, eh? It's getting late. What do they do?_Take us out to a restaurant or something? I don't know. I sure hope they let us go home in_case we don't finish this case tonight. My little grandson has the_mumps, face up to here, my wife says he looks like Fat Albo... Well, look guys, if noone else has any ideas, I might_have a cute one here, I mean... ...I ain't putting my stock into it, but let me throw it out_in the stoop, see if the cat licks it up, what do you say? ... the cat licks it up Yeah... it's an expression... It wasn't much of an idea really... Look how dark it's getting there. We're gonna have a storm. -Well..._-Boy, it's hot! Don't you sweat? No, no, I don't... I don't either. Well, listen! I'm wondering..._maybe we could take another vote. Yeah... Maybe we can follow this one_up with dancing and refreshments! -Mr. Foreman..._-Alright with me. Anyone who doesn't wanna vote? I think we should have an open ballot._Call out your votes, see who stands where. Alright... The last vote was 8 to 4 in favour of guilty. I'll just call out your jury numbers. I vote guilty. Number 2? Not guilty. Number 3? Guilty. -Number 4?_-Guilty. Number 5... Not guilty. Number 6... Not guilty. Number 7... Guilty. Number 8... Not guilty. -Number 9..._-Not guilty. Number 10... He's guilty brother. Number 11... Not guilty. Number 12... Guilty. 6 to 6. And we go into extra innings here. 6 to 6! Well, I'm telling you, some of you people_have lost your damn minds! A kid like that! I don't think the kind of boy_has anything to do with it. The facts are supposed to determine the case. Oh, don't give me any of that "facts"! I'm sick and tired of facts! Twist'em any way you want to! Facts! Facts! That's... That's exactly the point that_this jentleman has been making! You... You keep shouting at the top of your lungs as_though that were some sort of solution, I mean... I just wish I was a little younger... -It's gonna rain._-No! How did you figure that out? How come you switched? Well, it just seemed... You haven't got a leg to stand on, don't you? I don't feel that way. -There were a lot of details that didn't come out._-Details? Look, you just let yourself to get bulldozed by_a bunch of these old white washed intellectuals. -That's not so!_-Oh come on, this is me! You're just like some other folks your age, you're scared_of the white man! They say something, you get low... Hey you, listen! -... you make stuff I said!_-You have no right to... You... loudmouth! -Oh oh! Here it comes!_-Look at that. Get that window, come on! What's with this window here? Let's try to get this air conditioning_working in here, what do you say, eh? Hey! Look at this! Hey, it must have been connected to the light switch, eh? Some rain, eh? And what about this thing - even Steven... Kinda surprising, isn't it? Yeah, yeah... You know, that business before,_when that guy was baiting me... That doesn't prove anything!_I'm a very excitable person, I mean... Where does he come off calling me a public_avenger and a sadist and everything? Anybody in his right mind_would've blown his stack, right? He... was just tryin' to bait me. He did an excellent job. Man, look at it go... You know, it reminds me of the... ... city championships three years ago. What a game! Score was tie, 21-21, it could've gone out of the way... We had this young brother Yelder. Great kid. Quiet, respectful, wiry, but he could shake you out of your shoes! Nobody could touch him. I'm the football coach over at Bay Side. These gaps he just started to have around him, the refs said they requested_the game just to see him play. He was renowned... I mean... I... I'd built the whole team around him. I knew better, but I... ...but I loved the kid. We came out at half time and it.. ... already began pouring. Now, at the 4rth quarter the field was mud bath! Yelder of course, he couldn't get to sweating. He sat scatback and there it was a big fullback that's_rammed down our throats and... won the game. But, you know... I'll always remember... Yelder after the game... sitting on the bench... still in his uniform... staring off into... space. His... broken heart! Isn't that the dumbest thing you ever saw?_6 to 6! It's a joke! What are we gonna do about it?_Can we break it somehow? Yeah, well, six fools in there aren't_gonna change their minds... I thought they already have changed their mind._There's no reason why they can't be persuaded to do it again. And how? Just by using logic! Yeah, logic, eh? You listen to this man, he's the_only one in the room who knows. Hey, you want my opinion? Go ahead. I think we should just quit. What are you talking about? I mean, come on, these six people in there, all of a sudden they act like it's_some kind of mission or something. I mean, come on, they're not gonna switch._Let's just go to the judge or we'll be here all night. Let's just go and tell her that we're hung. To hell with this! What am I supposed to do?_Break my brain over some... scum like that? You took an oath in the courtroom! You can't just quit. Why not? It's dishonest! Why don't you just vote not guilty? No, I voted guilty cause I think he's guilty! -But you don't care about what happens to him!_-No, why should I? Stop this! We're not going_to get anywhere like this. I mean, come on, what does he want?_I gave him an honest opinion. I know. Oh, I suppose you don't think much of it... No, I don't! How about him?_Is that something? Ah well, a hung jury doesn't mean anything. Just have to start the trial again with another jury. That's not what we're here for... What the hell is the difference? A hung jury's what you're gonna get! Alright, look! I'll tell you what I think, alright? We ain't going nowhere in here! I'm ready to go into court right_now and declare a hung jury. Yeah, I go for that too! Come on, let's take it to the judge._Let this kid take his chances with 12 other guys. The court is not going to accept a hung jury._We haven't been here long enough. Well, let's find out! I'm not in favour of this. Listen, this kid wouldn't stand a chance_with another jury and you know it. Come on, we're hung... Nobody's gonna change their opinion!_Let's take it inside. You still don't think there's any_room for reasonable doubt? No, I don't. Pardon, maybe you do not fully_understand the term reasonable doubt. Oh, what do you mean I don't understand? Who the hell are you to talk to me like that? How do you like this guy, eh?_I'm telling you... They're all the same... You come over to this country_running for your life and before you can take a big breath_he's telling us how to run the show. The arrogance of this guy! -Oh you call him arrogant cause he wasn't born here._-Please don't... Well, I'm calling you arrogant_cause you were, how's that? -Hey look, sonny..._-And who the hell are you calling sonny? Hey look, sonny! Nobody around here's gonna tell me what_words I understand and what words I don't. Especially him! Cause I'll knock his middle eastern_European god damn head off! Alright, cut the bullshit. We're not going in as a hung jury. Come on, let's get back to work. I think there's something I would like to_discuss, if it's alright with you jentlemen. An important point the prosecution_raised, was the fact that the boy, having said that he was at the movies, during the time the murder occured, could not remember the names of the_films or the stars that were in them. -This jentleman has raised that point several times._-That's correct. It was the only alibi the boy offered and he himself_couldn't back it up with any details at all. Well, putting yourself in the boy's place, if you can, do you think that you would_be able to remember details after an experience such as your_father hitting you on the face? Yes, I think so, if there were any_special details to remember. He couldn't remember the movies at the theatre_he named because he wasn't there that night. Well, the police said they interrogated_the boy in the kitchen of his apartment, while his father's body lay_on the floor of the bedroom. Do you think that you could remember_details under a situation such as that? Yes, I do. Under extreme emotional stress? Under extreme emotional stress, yes, yes... Of course, in court, he did remember_the names of the pictures and he remembered the names of_the stars that appeared in them. Oh, yes! His lawyer took great_pains to bring that out. He had three months from the night of the murder_to the day of the trial in which to memorise them. I'll take the testimony of the policemen who_interrogated him right after the murder. Then he couldn't remember a thing about the movies. Great emotional stress or not! Ok... Could I ask you a personal question? Oh, please, go ahead, go ahead... Where were you last night? I was home, yes.. Ok... The night before that? Hey, come on, what is this? It's perfectly alright... wait, wait... The night before... I went from home to my office, stayed until 8:30,_then I went straight home to bed, yes. Alright... and the night before that? That was... Tuesday... thank you, Tuesday. That was the night of the bridge tournament..._Yes, yes, I played bridge. And Monday night? When you get them down to_New Year's Eve 1972, let me know! Wait, wait... Monday night... ...Oh yes! My wife and I went to the movies. Ah... What did you see? Lies... and... secrets. It was a very_touching story about a black woman who... Excuse me! It's called "Secrets and lies". Secrets and lies, yes... Correct. And who was in "Secrets and lies"? Wait, wait, wait a minute..._It was something with a 'B'... it was 'Be'... I think... Yeah, Bella, Bella... Bella... It was Brenda. Brenda, ...was her name. And what was her last name? It was an english movie... The actors that I'm not familiar with... ...There was something with 'U'... I'm sorry. I'm very sorry. And you weren't under great emotional_stress at the time, were you? No sir, I... wasn't... sorry. I think the point is made! Yeah, big point! I think it is a big point. What, because he couldn't remember the_name of a couple of two brit movie stars? Oh well, I guess that proves that_the kid was at the movies then. No, but it indicates that noone_can prove that he wasn't. He might have been at the movies_and forgotten what he saw, it's possible... If it's perfectly logical for this_jentleman to forget a few details, it's perfectly logical for the boy! Being accused of murder isn't supposed_to give him an infallible memory. Man, you can talk till your tongue is draggin'_on the ground, ok? The kid is guilty, period! You know what I mean, my friend? Who's got the cough drops? They're all gone... my friend. You know, there's something we're forgetting_here, that I was just thinking about and that's that old business that dragged down forever_with the psychiatrists, where he got all involved with... Oh come on, don't start with all that phony,_psycho, whatsyoucallem stuff! That boy would have reckon that is, fill_the people's heads with all that junk. I got three psychiatrists bringing in_collars to my detail shop, the whole three of them bullies is crazy! I'm trying to make a point... I will give you a buffalo nickel for a_psychiatrist's testimony, I would... I would! Why won't you let the man talk? You can do five minutes on the usages_of psychiatry after he's through. What I was gonna say, was that the psychiatrist definitely stated that_the boy had strong homicidal tendencies, that he was capable of commiting murder. He also described all those tests, etc. The boy definitely was the killer type! Am I right? I think he said something about_paranoid enmities, if I'm not mistaken. That's right! Let's just try to remember he said it. Let's not forget that we're talking about a boy_here who's always had murder on his mind. His unconscious mind! I beg your pardon! In discussing... I beg your pardon!_Why are you so damn polite about? For the same reason that you are not:_It was the way I was brought up... In discussing such a thing as the murder potential, we must remember that many of us are capable_of commiting murder, but few of us do. We impose controls upon ourselves to prevent it. Now the most that these psychiatric tests_can accomplish along these lines is this... They can tell us that some day, a_particular person may commit murder. That is all! They prove nothing! Then how come they're admitted in evidence? They have many uses, of course... In this case, they added to the general impression_the prosecution was trying to create. Perhaps we would find, if the twelve of us men took the same tests, one or two of us might be discovered to_have the subconscious desires to kill and the potentiality of carrying them out. Yet, none of us has... To say that the man is capable of murder, does not mean that he has commited murder. Yeah, but it could mean it! Look, if they said that this kid is capable of_killing, he could've killed, couldn't he? You're the one who said and I quote: "I wouldn't give_a buffalo nickel for a psychiatrist's testimony"! 5 to 6... Look at that rain... There goes the old ball game. Say... Say... Could I see that knife for a second? Alright jentlemen... ...we're still tied 6 to 6. -Who's got a suggestion?_-I do. Where's that dinner? -Let's go until 7, give it another hour._-Ok. Listen... Something... Something I wanna say. It's been bothering me a little and... as long as we're stuck... Well, there was this whole business about the stab wound,_how it was made, the downward angle, you know? -You're not gonna start that again, they went over 'n' over it!_-I know they did, but I... ...I can't go along with it. The boy... ...was, what, 5 feet 7 inches tall, right? And according to the medical examiner,_the father was 6 feet 2. Now, that's a difference of 7 inches. Now, it's an awkward thing to... stab down into somebody's chest when he's_more than half a foot taller than you are. Give me that thing! You won't be satisfied till you see this again,_so I'm gonna give you a little demonstration. Somebody get up. Ok... Watch this please, I don't_wanna have to do it again. I'm about 6 or 7 inches shorter than you, right? Yeah, maybe even a little more. Well, let it be more. -Hey, that ain't funny!_-What's the matter with you? Calm down... Nobody's hurt, right? Nobody's hurt. Now... ...there's you angle. Take a look at it. Down and in. That's the way I would stab a taller_man and that's the way it was done. Now go ahead, tell me I'm wrong. Down and in! That's how it was done. Wait a minute, wait a minute!_Let me see that! This is a stiletto, not a switchblade. I hate these things! I grew up with them. Have you ever seen them used in a fight? Too many of them. On my stoop, in my backyard... ...a lot across the street... These came with the neighbourhood where I lived. It's funny I wasn't thinking of it... I guess I try to forget those things... You can't use this kind of knife that way. You have to hold it like this to release the blade. In order to stab downwards_you have to change your grip. Well, how do you use it? Underhand, like this. Anyone who's ever used one of these_would never handle it any other way. Are you sure? Yeah, I'm sure. That's_why it's made like this. Well, we all agree that that boy is_pretty handy with the knife, right? Yeah, that's right. You think he could have made the_kind of wound that killed his father? Not with the experience he'd had using_these things, no, I don't think he would. He'd go for my laying... How do you know? Were you in the_room when the father was killed? No... neither was anyone else. You're giving us a lot of mumbo_jumbo, I don't believe it! I don't think you can determine the type of_wounds this boy might or might not have made, simply because he knows_how to handle a knife. That's right, that's absolutely right! What do you think? Well... ...I don't know. What do you mean you don't know? I don't know! How about you? Hey listen, listen, listen..._I'll tell you something... Now, I'm a little sick of this whole_thing already, you know? I mean, all this yapping is getting us nowhere! So, I'm gonna break it up here. I'm changing my vote to not guilty! You're what? You heard me. I... I've had enough! What do you mean you've had enough?_That's no answer! Hey listen, you... You just_worry about yourself! He's right! That is not an answer! What kind of man are you? You have been sitting here,_voting guilty with everyone else, because there are a couple of baseball_tickets burning a hole in your pocket? And now you say you're going to change your vote_because you've had enough with all the talking? Alright, listen buddy... You cannot do this! You cannot play like this with a man's life! What is wrong with you? It is a terrible and ugly thing to do!_Do you not care? Hey, wait a minute! You can't talk like that to me ! I can talk like that to you! Now, if you want to vote not guilty, then do it because_you are convinced that the man is not guilty, not because you've had enough. If you want to vote guilty, then vote that way. Or don't you have the guts_to do what you think is right? Hey now, listen buddy! Guilty or not guilty? I told you, not guilty! Why? God damn you, I don't have to tell you anything! Yes, you do! Say it, why? Cause I don't think he's guilty... Mr. Foreman, I wish to call for another vote. Alright jentlemen, another vote is called for. And the quickest way is to show off hands. Anybody object? All those in favour of not guilty raise your hands. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... 8. 9. All those voting guilty, raise your hand. 1...2... ...3. The vote is 9 to 3 in favour of not guilty. I don't understand you people! I mean, all these little picky points you_keep bringing up don't mean nothing! They don't mean nothing! How can you believe this story? You're an intelligent man and you're not gonna tell_me that you're not, you know the facts of life. Just look at what we're dealing with here. You know him! You know this kid! This guy other here, I don't know_what the hell is going on with him, all that talk about psychiatrists..._Maybe he ought to go to one! Now look! Let's talk facts. These people are born to lie. Now, that's the way they are and no_intelligent man is gonna tell me otherwise. They don't know what the truth is!_You take a look at them! They're different! They think different, they act different and they_don't need some big excuse to kill somebody either. Well, it's true! Everybody knows it. Smoking that crack..._Nothing but crack he is! Look at him, smart guy... ...what's that mean, slam the door?... Anyway, these people they get all drugged up and BANG! All of a sudden somebody's_lying dead in the gutter... Ok, look, nobody's blaming'em for. That's just the_way they are by nature, you know what I mean? They're violent! And human life don't_mean as much to them as it does to us. Where are you going? Where are you going? Look, while you're in there, maybe you ought to_clean out your ears, maybe you can hear then. Now look, listen to me now! These spics! They stay high on_dope and they fight all the time... Look, if somebody gets killed, so_somebody gets killed, they don't care! They breed like animals... Ok, sure, there's some good things about them... Look, I'm the first guy to tell you that... I've known some who were ok... ...but that's the exception! You know you're a sick man? -Sick?_-Why don't you sit down? You old son of a bitch!_Who are you? No, who the hell is he to tell me that? Sick... Look at him! He can hardly stand up! No, I'm speaking my piece here_today and you're listening! -Maybe you should..._-You shut up, you sit down! There's not one of them,..._not one, that's any good! NOT ONE!!! You hear that? Sympathetic bastards! And you were to wonder_you're so god damn smart... We're facing a danger, don't you know that? These wetbacks are multiplying like rabbits! They come over here illegally and they're_multiplying five times faster than my people! That's five times, brothers! And they're wild animals! They're against us, they hate us! They want to destroy us! They come over here and they benefit_from everything that we've built! That's right! Don't look at me like that... There's a danger... We are living in a dangerous time, brothers! If we don't smack them down, if we don't_do something, every chance we get, then they're gonna own us! -They're gonna bring us out of existance..._-Shut up! ...I'm warning you! You listen to me... I'm telling you, this boy... ...put this boy on trial, we got him. We got him! That's one at least! I say that we get him,_before his kind gets us! I don't give a damn about the law! Why should I? They don't! -Now, I'm telling you..._-I've heard enough! Won't you just stop all of this! Come on, wake up man! We_can make a difference here! Sit down... ... and don't open your filthy mouth again! Alright jentlemen. Let's finish what we started. You have made some excellent points. The last one, in which you proved that the boy couldn't have_made that kind of overhand stab wound was very persuasive. But I still believe the boy is guilty for the murder. I have two reasons. One: The evidence given by the woman across_the street, who actually saw the murder commited. ... and how... As far as I'm concerned that's the_most important testimony in the whole case! Two... The fact that the woman described the stabbing by_saying she saw the boy raise his arm over his head, over his head, right up, and plunge the knife down into his father's chest. She saw him do it! The wrong way! That's right, that's absolutely right! So let's talk about this woman for a minute here... She said that she went to bed at_about 11 o'clock that night, yes. Her bed was next to the window, she could look out while lying down and see_directly into the boy's window across the street. She tossed and turned for over an hour, unable to fall asleep. Finally... ...she turned towards the window, at about 10 minutes after 12, and as she looked out, she saw the killing through the_windows of the passing el train. She says, the lights went out_immediately after the killing, but that she got a good look at the_boy in the act of stabbing his father. You know, as far as I can see,_this is unshakeable testimony! That's what I mean, it's the whole case! What do you think? What about you? Well... ... I don't know, it's... There's so many things to shift through... I... I..._This is pretty complicated business... Really, I don't see how we_can vote for an acquiter? Well... ...it's just not easy to arrange_the evidence in order. You can throw out all the other evidence! The woman saw him do it!_What else do you want? Well... maybe... Let's vote now. Alright jentlemen, another vote is called for. Anyone object? I'm changing my vote. I think he's guilty... Anybody else? What makes you consider this_one vote a personal triumph? I'm the competitive type! Here's what I think... I think we're a_hung jury, let's take it inside to the judge. What? -You didn't want a hung jury before..._-Well, I do now! I... I don't understand that. You thought it was immoral. I don't anymore... People in here are so god damn stubborn! We'll never get this done,_we'll be here for a week! I wanna hear an argument. I say we're a hung jury... Well, come on! You're the leader of the cause, what about it? Let's go over it again. We went over it again... J. Walter Thomson over here has been_bouncing back and forth like a ping pong ball! -Wait a minute... You don't have to call me..._-I apologise! On my knees! Come on... Let's get out from under this thing, eh? Alright, alright... Maybe we can talk about setting_some kind of a time limit. -What's the time?_-Quarter after six. Quarter after six... Someone_before mentioned seven o'clock. I think that's the point at which we might begin to discuss_the question about whether we are a hung jury, or not. -Excuse me!_-Yes. Don't you feel well? Oh, I feel perfectly well, thank you very much. I was saying, 7 o'clock would be... The reason I asked was that_you were rubbing your nose... I'm sorry to interrupt... ...but you made a gesture, that reminded me of one of the witnesses... I was trying to say something here, do you mind? I think this is important! Ok, go ahead, please, go ahead... Thank you! I hope you'll forgive me for this, but... ...I was wondering why... ...why were you rubbing your nose like that? Come on now, would you please? Right now, I'm talking to this jentleman here. Now... Why were you rubbing your nose? Well, if it's any of your business, I was rubbing it because it bothers me. Is it because of your eyeglasses? It is, yes, it is, could we get on_to something else please? Your eyeglasses make those deep_impressions on the side of your nose. Yes... I hadn't noticed that before... They must be annoying. Oh yes, oh yes, they are..._Very, very annoying. I wouldn't know about that. I've never worn eyeglasses. 20-20! Hey come on with the optometrist bit already! The woman who testified that she saw the killing, had those same deep marks on the side of her nose. Wow! Did you see that? Please... please... just a minute! Please! Just a minute... ...and I'll be finished. I don't know if any of you noticed that... ...I didn't think about it then... ...but, I've been going over her face in my mind... She had those marks! She kept rubbing them in court... -He's right!_-He's right, she did do that a lot! This woman, was about 45 years old, making a tremendous effort to look 35... You know, for her first public appearance... Dyed hair, heavy make-up and brand new clothes... ...which would have been more_suitable on a younger woman... ...and... no eyeglasses! See if you can get a picture a mental picture of her. What do you mean no glasses?_You don't know if she wear glasses! Just because she was rubbing her nose? She had those marks._I saw them! So what? What do you think that means? I saw them too. He's right! I was the closest one to her... She had those marks! What point are you trying to make here? She had them! That's the point I'm trying to_make... she had those marks! She had dyed hair and marks on her nose,_now I'm asking you, what does that mean? Could those marks have been made_by anything other than eyeglasses? No... no... they couldn't... What are you saying?_I didn't see any marks! I... I did... yes, I did... Strange, I... ...didn't think about it before, strange... What about the lawyer?_Why didn't he say anything? Look, there's twelve people in here that_have been concentrating on this case and eleven of us didn't think of it. Alright... Clarence Daryl! What about the district attorney? Do you think he'd try to pull a trick like that,_letting her testify without her glasses? Haven't you ever met a woman who needed glasses but didn't want to wear them because_she thought they ruined her looks? Yeah, my wife! I'm telling you, she walks out of the_house, she takes off her glasses, she puts them in her purse, she walks down_the street and starts bumping into shit... Maybe the district attorney didn't know either. Just what I was gonna say. Alright. She had marks on her nose, I'm giving you that... ...from glasses... ...she never wore them out of the house... ...so that everybody would think she was gorgeous! But when she saw that kid killing_his father she was in the house! Alone...! Do you wear your glasses when you go to bed? Noone wears eyeglasses to bed, noone... Then it's logical to say that she_wasn't wearing hers in bed either. -How do you know?_-I don't know, I'm just guessing. And I'm also guessing that when she glanced out_the window, she didn't put her glasses on either. She herself said that she just looked_out the window, the murder took place and one split second later the lights went out. She wouldn't have had time_to put her glasses on then... Wait a second! And here's another guess. Maybe the woman honestly thought_she saw the boy kill his father, I say, she only saw a blur! How do you know what she saw? How does he know these things? You don't know what kind of glasses she wore! Maybe she was farsighted, maybe they were_sunglasses... What do you know about it? I only know that the woman's_eyesight is in question now. She had to identify a person 60 feet_away, in the dark, without glasses. You can't send someone off_to die on evidence like that. Don't give me that! You don't think it's possible that_the woman made a mistake? No! It's not possible... No, it's not possible! No 12, is it possible? Yes... it's possible... ...The kid's not guilty! No 10, do you think he's guilty? Yes, I think he's guilty... ...but I couldn't care less. You smart bastards... you_do whatever you want! How do you vote? I vote not guilty. Do whatever you want... You're the worst son of a... I think he's guilty! Does anyone else think he's guilty? No, I'm... I'm convinced... What's the matter with you? I now have... a reasonable doubt. It's eleven to one! What about all the other evidence? The knife..._all that other stuff... the whole business! You said we could throw out_all the other evidence. You're alone. I don't care whether I'm alone or not... -...it's my right!_-It is your right. What do you want? I say he's guilty. -We want to hear your arguments._-I gave you my arguments. But we're not convinced._We want to hear them again. We have as much time as it takes. Everything... ...every single thing that went on in that courtroom..._but I mean everything... says he's guilty. What do you think I am, an idiot or something? You... ...lousy bunch of bleeding hearts! Well, you're not going to intimidate me! I am entitled... ...to my opinion! I can sit in this god damn room for a year! Somebody say something... Look... ...why don't you take all that stuff about... ...the old man, the old man who lived there... ...who heard everything... ...or the knife..._What, just because he found one just like it? The old man saw him! On the stairs! What difference does it make how many_seconds it took, what is the difference? Every... single thing... That knife... ...falling through a hole in his pocket! You can't prove he didn't get to the door! Sure, you can hobble around here_all you want, but you can't prove it. I'm telling you... ...every single thing... has been_twisted and turned in here! That business about the eyeglasses..._You don't know whether she wore glasses... The woman testified, god d...! In court! What do you want? That's it! This whole... case... ...the whole thing about the boy... ...yelling out... ...the phrase was... ..."I am going to kill you"... ...and he said it to his own father! I don't care... ...what kind of a man he was, it was his father! God damn rotten kid! I know what it's like, I know what_they can do, I know how they can... ...kill you... every day! My god... ...don't you see? Why am I the only one who sees? Jesus... I can feel the knife going in... He's not your boy... He's somebody else... Let him live. Alright... Not guilty. We've reached a verdict. Ok jentlemen, take your_seats in the jurybox. Excuse me... My name's McCardle. -What's yours?_-Davis. Well... So long... -- Subtitles by TeoBigusDickus --

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THE LEDGER
https://www.simplyscripts.com/scripts/OWC-TheLedger.pdf THE LEDGER Written by An Ugly Bag of Mostly Water (c)Copyright 2012 FADE IN: EXT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL - NIGHT A run-down motel on the outskirts of New Orleans. No cars in the parking lot. Strong winds rip violently at the palm trees. A neon vacancy sign reads "NO VACANCY". The "NO" flickers off and on rapidly, and then-- "VACANCY" winks out, leaving just the word "NO". INT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL LOBBY - CONTINUOUS The motel lobby, with a couple of upholstery chairs by the door. The bad '70s decor seems right at home here, complete with an old cigarette machine next to a short hallway. A tacky, dimly lit chandelier hangs over the front counter where the MANAGER (50, tall, gaunt, charming) stands staring at the door, drumming his fingertips. The door bursts open and lightning flashes, silhouetting a figure standing in the doorway. FATHER JAMES (28, rugged, dour), wearing dirty vestments with a decidedly off-white collar, drops his leather case inside and leans on the door to close it. He wearily carries the case to the desk. MANAGER Hell of a day to be traveling. Father James grunts agreement. MANAGER (CONT’D) Just in from the hurricane or will you be staying on? FATHER JAMES Just the night. MANAGER I see. In that case, could I trouble you with a delicate matter? FATHER JAMES It's been a long day, actually a long year. If you could just show me to my room-- 2. MANAGER This won't take but a minute. In exchange, please stay as my personal guest. No charge. The manager slides out from behind the counter. Takes Father James by the arm, guides him back towards the door. MANAGER (CONT’D) I'd just like you to take a look, see if there's something you can do. The door opens again. Rain obscures the parking lot behind OPHILIA (56, Black, Creole, rotund) as she shuffles inside carrying a knitted bag. OPHILIA Phew, that wind's got a right chill to it! Straight to the bones. She sees the Manager with Father James and stops short. OPHILIA (CONT’D) Well don't that just figure. Shoulda stayed in the frying pan. MANAGER I'll be right with you, ma'am. Soon as I take care of this gentleman. OPHILIA Save your please and thank-yous. I know what you want and you won't be getting it. The manager smiles uncomfortably at her and leads Father James out the open door, closing it after them. OPHILIA (CONT’D) (yells) That's right! You can't have it! She chuckles and eases herself into one of the chairs. EXT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL - CONTINUOUS The manager leads Father James along the covered sidewalk. The wind whips the rain beneath the covering, soaking them. They stop in front of Room 6. 3. INT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL, ROOM 6 - CONTINUOUS A motel room in total disarray. Furniture strewn about haphazardly, clothing everywhere, and rotting food mixed in with it all. Father James covers his nose against the malodorous assault. EDWARD (70, frail, lanky) sits cross-legged on the bed in soiled pajamas. MANAGER He came to me two nights ago, about the same as you see him now. I was going to call the police but with the hurricane... FATHER JAMES I'm not a doctor. MANAGER Of course not, but you'll be able to tell me if he is in need of one. Father James scoffs. FATHER JAMES Clearly, he is. Edward giggles and kicks his feet over the edge of the bed. FATHER JAMES (CONT’D) What do you want me to do? MANAGER Only your job. Tell me if he's truly possessed. Father James gives the Manager a hard look. FATHER JAMES You knew I’m an exorcist. Edward giggles again. The manager bows slightly. MANAGER I'll leave you to it. As soon as he exits, a bureau slides across the floor and crashes against the door, blocking it. Father James considers the bureau for a moment. 4. FATHER JAMES What's your name? EDWARD We have many, for we are Legion. Father James pulls a heavy silver crucifix from around his neck. He slowly winds the strong chain around his fingers. FATHER JAMES Play games all you like. It just tells me you're scared. He steps to the bed and holds the crucifix in front of Edward's face. FATHER JAMES (CONT’D) In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit-- No Latin? EDWARD FATHER JAMES --I cast you out, demon! Release this soul, in the name of Jesus Christ! Edward leans forward and presses his forehead against the crucifix. It burns his skin, but he laughs. Father James takes hold of the man's hand firmly. FATHER JAMES (CONT’D) I am speaking to the man inside this foul creature. I know you can hear me. He shakes his sleeve, still holding Edward's hand. A rosary slides out from the sleeve and falls over Edward's wrist. Edward howls in pain and tries to break Father James's grasp. FATHER JAMES (CONT’D) Help me rid you of this demon! Say the Lord's Prayer! Edward stops howling and smiles wickedly. EDWARD My Father, who is in Hell, damned be his name, his kingdom shall come. 5. Father James lets the hand go as though burned. Fear clouds his face. Edward strokes his own cheek softly. EDWARD (CONT’D) You can't save this one. FATHER JAMES You're the third so-called anti Christ I've faced this year. EDWARD But the first to make you doubt. Edward jumps on the bed gleefully. EDWARD (CONT’D) You aren't strong enough! (points at Father James) Not faithful enough! Father James picks up a kitchen knife from the floor. FATHER JAMES This hurricane is a sign, isn't it? EDWARD The little monkey has a brain. (eyes the knife) What are you going to do with that, Father? FATHER JAMES You’re right. I can’t save you. Father James jumps onto the bed and buries the knife into Edward's chest. Edward collapses, a look of shock on his face. Father James steps away, hands sprayed with blood. FATHER JAMES (CONT’D) But I can delay you. He wipes his hands on his vestments. Grabs hold of the dresser to move it. EDWARD (loud whisper) Thou shalt not kill. 6. EXT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL, ROOM 6 - CONTINUOUS Lightning flashes from inside the room. Father James's screams rise above the sound of wind and rain. INT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL LOBBY - CONTINUOUS The manager looks up from a leather-bound ledger to the door. Ophilia rocks in her chair. OPHILIA That was a dirty, dirty trick. The manager takes a fountain pen and draws a quick line across the ledger page. The door opens again. AMELIA (36) rushes in, out of breath and soaked without a coat or umbrella. Behind her, Ophilia spots Father James walking across the parking lot. He smiles at her, eyes black as pitch. Amelia shuts the door, leans heavily against it. Ophilia shudders and makes arcane gestures to ward herself. MANAGER I've just put on the kettle. Earl Grey? AMELIA Oh, God, thank you! Ophilia cackles quietly, amused. MANAGER (to Ophilia) Madam, surely you'd be more comfortable in one of our rooms. OPHILIA Don't you worry 'bout me, you just keep to your business and I'll keep to mine. The manager lifts a white towel from behind the counter. MANAGER (to Amelia) Here, dry yourself a bit. 7. Amelia takes the towel and rubs at her face and hair. MANAGER (CONT’D) Will you be staying long? AMELIA Just waiting out the hurricane. A night? The manager smiles warmly, puts his ledger away. MANAGER I have just the thing for you. Amelia hands back the towel. Pats herself down, growing alarmed. Oh no. Problem? AMELIA MANAGER AMELIA Dammit! I left my wallet in the car. MANAGER Nothing to worry about. You can fetch it once the storm passes. AMELIA Again, thank you. MANAGER Now, why don't you come with me to your room? EXT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL, ROOM 1128 - LATER The manager struggles with a large umbrella to protect Amelia from the whipping wind and rain. Amelia stops when she sees the room number. AMELIA I used to live at 1128 Rose Avenue. Weird. The manager opens the door for her. 8. INT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL, ROOM 1128 - CONTINUOUS A single bed, low to the ground. A low dresser, sky blue. A child's table and chair, canary yellow. A red bookshelf with children books and action figures. Baseball players and movie posters on the walls. Toy cars and trucks on the floor. Amelia stiffens as she enters, recognizing everything. It pains her to be here. She turns back but the door is closed and she's alone. She tries the handle but it's locked. She takes a deep breath and turns to face the room, expecting to see something, but nothing's changed. Hello? AMELIA A picture frame on the dresser turns slightly, catching her eye. A picture of a boy, about 8, in a baseball uniform. Amelia reaches for the frame but can't bring herself to touch it. Tears roll down her cheeks. She sits on the bed. Okay. Okay. AMELIA (CONT’D) A baseball rolls out from beneath the bed beside her feet. AMELIA (CONT’D) Ryan? Is that you? The picture frame flies off the dresser, smashing against the far wall. Amelia jumps. AMELIA (CONT’D) You're angry. Of course you are. I'm so sorry, Ry. Lightning flashes through the window. In the flashes, a child size silhouette appears on the floor. Amelia leaps to her feet, backs away. AMELIA (CONT’D) It's not my fault. I was sick, I couldn't think clearly. It was a disease. 9. A remote control car zips across the room and crashes into a jar of marbles. The jar overturns, spilling marbles across the floor. AMELIA (CONT’D) Stop it, Ryan! Books fly off the bookshelf, then action figures, one by one. Amelia covers her face, afraid. AMELIA (CONT’D) (screams) What do you want? The room grows still. Amelia peeks out. Lowers her hands. A dresser drawer slowly opens. She moves closer and sees-- In the drawer, a pair of sewing scissors. Sharp. Next to them, red nail polish. AMELIA (CONT’D) I don't understand. The scissors slowly unhinge, exposing their blades. The nail polish tips over, spilling red all over the blades. AMELIA (CONT’D) You want me to...? The scissor blades snap shut with a loud SNIP. INT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL LOBBY - CONTINUOUS Ophilia rocks in her seat, staring into space. OPHILIA Dirty, dirty tricks. MANAGER Just filling the quota. OPHILIA Somebody gonna break you. The manager gives her a look of pity. He pulls the ledger out from behind the counter and opens it. 10. MANAGER Perhaps. But not you. He unscrews the cap to his fountain pen and holds it ready. INT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL, ROOM 1128 - CONTINUOUS Amelia reaches into the drawer. Picks up the scissors. Sits on the bed. Rolls up her sleeve, weeping. Opens the scissors. Places a blade against her wrist. She holds it there-- And throws the scissors across the room. Red lines mark her wrist, maybe polish, maybe blood. AMELIA No! I love you, Ryan. I always will. But it's not my fault. She moves to the door and hauls on the handle-- It opens easily. Outside, the storm has eased, the wind gone and rain falls lightly. She looks back at the room. Everything is back in its place. AMELIA (CONT’D) Good-bye, Ry. She closes the door. INT. SEA-TO-SKY MOTEL LOBBY Ophilia, rocking, staring into space. OPHILIA Good for you, hon. A door in the hallway creaks open and GEORGE (22, black, big afro, broad smile) shuffles out dressed in '70s Sunday clothes. He stops at the cigarette vendor and pops a couple of coins into the slot. Ophilia watches him like a hawk. OPHILIA (CONT’D) Another poor soul. 11. George turns to the sound of her voice. Straightens up, takes a closer look. Ophilia? GEORGE Ophilia stares hard at him. Her look turns to fear when she recognizes him. OPHILIA Oh, no. No you don't. GEORGE Ophilia, it's me. George. Ophilia gestures wildly, trying to ward him away. The manager looks up from his ledger with a thin smile. OPHILIA Stay away from me. Go back to Hell where you belong. George, confused, sits in the chair next to hers. GEORGE You sick or something? Ophilia rummages in her bag and pulls out a voodoo wand, long and sinewy, with teeth embedded into it and hair wrapped tightly around it. She brandishes it like a weapon. George's eyes fix on the wand, revulsion on his face. GEORGE (CONT’D) Ophilia...where did you get that? Ophilia waves the wand in his face, smug and defiant. OPHILIA What, you don't recognize your own skin? Your teeth? Your hair? She sucks her teeth. OPHILIA (CONT’D) You ain't my George. You're a sham, a conjure. Nothing but a shade. George grabs her wrists, surprising her. GEORGE Can a shade do this? 12. Ophilia looks at the manager, afraid. He smiles, fountain pen hovering above the ledger. GEORGE (CONT’D) Is this why I can't rest? You put a hex on me? On me? Ophilia struggles but George's grip is too strong. OPHILIA Please, George. I had to, honey. You're my conduit. GEORGE It ain't too late, baby. Drop the wand. Let it go. Let me be. Ophilia looks like she might do it, but she kicks him in the shin instead. George lets go. OPHILIA Oh, dirty tricks again! Trying to rid me of my mojo. I'll teach you. Ophilia reaches into her clothes, then tosses a handful of black dust into George's face. She begins chanting and waving the wand at him. The manager's fountain pen scrapes across the ledger page. George, sad and pitiful, grabs Ophilia and heaves her over one shoulder. Ophilia screams and pounds on his back and head with the wand. He carries her down the hall and into the room. The door slams shut behind him, cutting off her screams. FADE OUT THE END

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True Grit
People do not give it credence that a young girl could leave home and go off in the winter time to avenge her father's blood. But it did happen. I was just fourteen years of age when a coward by the name of Tom Chaney shot my father down. And robbed him of his life, and his horse. And two California gold pieces that he carried in his trouser band. Chaney was a hired man. And Papa had taken him up to Fort Smith to help lead back a string of mustang ponies he'd bought. In town, Chaney had fallen to drink, and cards, and lost all his money. He got it into his head he'd been cheated, and went back to the boarding house for his Henry rifle. When Papa tried to intervene, Chaney shot him. Chaney fled. He could have walked his horse, for not a soul in that city could be bothered to give chase. No doubt Chaney fancied himself scott free. But he was wrong. You must pay for everything in this world, one way or another. There is nothing free except the grace of God. Is that the man? That is my father. If you would like to kiss him, it would be all right. He has gone home. Praise the Lord. Why is it so much? The quality of the casket and of the embalming. The lifelike appearance requires time and art. And the chemicals come dear. The particulars are in your bill. If you'd like to kiss him, it would be all right. Thank you, the spirit has flown. Your wire said fifty dollars. You did not specify that he was to be shipped. Well sixty dollars is every cent we have. That leaves nothing for our board. Yarnell, you can see to the body's transport to the train station and accompany it home. I will have to sleep here tonight. I still have to collect father's things and see to some other business. Your mama didn't say nothing about you settling no business here. It's business Mama didn't know about. It's all right, Yarnell, I dismiss you. I am not sure. Tell Mama not to sign anything until I return home and see that Papa is buried in his Mason's apron. Your terms are agreeable, if I may pass the night here. Here, among these people? - These people? - I'm expecting three more souls. Sullivan, Smith, and His-Tongue-in-the-Rain. Ladies and gentlemen, beware. And train up your children in the way that they should go. You see what has become of me. Because of drink, I killed a man. In a trifling quarrel over a pocket knife. If I had received good instruction as a child... Can you point out the sheriff? Him with the mustaches. I would be with my wife and children today. I do not know what is to become of them. But I hope and pray that she will not slight them and compel them to go into low company. Well... I killed the wrong man, is the which of why I'm here. Had I killed the man I meant to, I don't believed I'd have been convicted. I see men out there in that crowd that's worse than me. Okay. Before I am hanged, I would like to say... Naw, we ain't arrested him. Ain't caught up to him, he lit out for the Territory. I would think that he's throwed in with Lucky Ned Pepper, whose gang robbed a mail hack yesterday on the Poteau River. Well, why are you not looking for him? I have no authority in the Indian Nation. Tom Chaney is the business of the U.S marshals now. When will they arrest him? Not soon, I'm afraid. The marshals are not well-staffed. And I'll tell you, frankly, Chaney's at the end of a long list of fugitives and malefactors. Could I hire a marshal to pursue Tom Chaney? You have a lot of experience with bounty hunters, do you? That is a silly question. I am here to settle my father's affairs. - All alone? - Well I am the person for it. Mama was never any good at sums, and she could hardly spell 'cat'. I intend to see Papa's killer hanged. Well, nothing prevents you from offering a reward and so informing a marshal. It'd have to be real money though, to be persuasive. Chaney's across the river, in Choctaw Nation. I will see to the money. Who's the best marshal? I'd have to weigh that. William Waters is the best tracker. He's half Comanche, and it is something to see him cut for sign. The meanest is Rooster Cogburn. He's a pitiless man. Double tough. Fear don't enter into his thinking. Hmm, loves to pull a cork. The best is probably L.T. Quinn. He brings his prisoners in alive. Now he may let one slip by, now and again, but he believes that even the worst of men is entitled to a fair shake. Where can I find this Rooster? The place is occupied. I know it is occupied, Mr. Cogburn. As I said, I have business with you. I have prior business. You've been at it for quite some time, Mr. Cogburn. There is no clock on my business. The hell with you. How did you stalk me here? The sheriff told me to look in the saloon. The saloon then referred me here. We must talk. Women ain't allowed in the saloon. I was not there as a customer. I am fourteen years old. The place is occupied. Will be for some time. Good evening. If you would like to sleep in a coffin, I would be honored. How much are you paying for cotton? Nine and a half for low and middlin', and ten for ordinary. We got most of ours out early, and sold to the Woodson brothers in Little Rock for eleven cents. Then I suggest you take the balance of it to the Woodson brothers. I did take the balance to Woodson. We got ten and a half. Why'd you come here to tell me this? I thought we might shop around up here next year, but I guess we're doing alright in Little Rock. I'm Mattie Ross. Daughter of Frank Ross. Aw, tragic thing. May I say, your father impressed me with his manly qualities. He was a close trader, but he acted the gentleman. I propose to sell those ponies back to you that my father bought. Well that I fear, is out of the question. I will see that they are shipped to you at my earliest convenience. We don't want the ponies now. We don't need them. Well, that hardly concerns me. Your father bought the ponies and paid for them, and there's the end of it. I have the bill of sale. And I want $300 for Papa's saddle horse that was stolen from your stable. You'll have to take that up with the man who stole the horse. Tom Chaney stole the horse while it was in your care. You are responsible. Yeah, I admire your sand. But I believe you'll find I'm not liable for such claims. You were the custodian. If you were a bank that were robbed, you could not simply tell your depositors to go hang. I do not entertain hypotheticals. The world as it is is vexing enough. Secondly, your evaluation of the horse is high by about $200. How old are you? If anything, my price is low. My Judy was a fine racing mare. I've seen her jump an eight-rail fence with a heavy rider. I'm fourteen. Oh, well, it's all very interesting. The ponies are yours, take them. Your father's horse was stolen by a murderous criminal. I had provided reasonable protection for the creature as per our implicit agreement. My watchman had his teeth knocked out and can take only soup. I will take you to law. You have no case. Lawyer J. Noble Daggett of Dardanelle, Arkansas may think otherwise. As might a jury petitioned by a widow and three small children. I will pay $200 to your father's estate when I have in my hand a letter from your lawyer, absolving me of all liability from the beginning of the world to date. I'll take $200 for Judy, plus one hundred for the ponies, and $25 for the grey horse that Tom Chaney left. He was easily worth forty. That is $325, total. The ponies have no part in it. I will not buy them. Then the price for Judy is $325. I would not pay $325 for winged Pegasus. As for the grey horse, it does not belong to you. The grey horse was lent to Tom Chaney by my father. Chaney only had the use of him. I will pay $225 and keep the grey horse. - I don't want the ponies. - I can't accept that. There will be no settlement after I leave this office. It will go to law. All right, this is my last offer. $250. For that, I get the release previously discussed and I keep your father's saddle. The grey horse is not yours to sell. The saddle is not for sale. I will keep it. Lawyer Daggett will prove the ownership of the grey horse. - He will come after you with a Writ of Replevin. - A what? - Writ of Replev... - All right, now look. Listen very carefully, as I will not bargain further. I will take the ponies back, and the grey horse, which is mine, and settle... for $300. Now you must take that or leave it, and I do not much care which it is. Well, Lawyer Dagget would not wish me to consider anything under $325. But I will settle for $320... If I am given the $20 in advance. Now here's what I have to say about that saddle. Frank Ross's daughter... Oh, my poor child... Oh, my poor child... Now are you going to be staying with us, or are you hurrying back home to your mama? I'll stay here if you can have me. I just spent last night at the undertaker's, in the company of three corpses. I felt like Ezekiel in the valley of the dry bones. Well, God bless you. Now you'll be rooming with Grandma Turner. We're having to double up, what with all the people in town come to see the hanging. This was in your poor father's room. That is everything. There are no light fingers in this house. Now, if you need something for to tote the gun around, I can give you an empty flour sack for a nickel. What did you see when you arrived? A woman was out in the yard dead with blow flies on her face. An old man was inside with his breast blown open by a scatter gun, and his feet burned. He was still alive, but just was. Said it was them two Wharton boys done it. - Rode up, drunk. - Objection. Hearsay. Dying declaration, your honor. Objection's overruled. Proceed Mr. Cogburn. Now them two Wharton boys, that'd be Odus and C.C., throwed down on him, asked him where his money was, but he wouldn't tell them. They lit pine knots and held them to his feet. He told them the money was in the fruit jar. Under a grey rock at the corner of the smoke house. And then? Well, he died on us. Passed away in considerable pain. What'd you do then? Me and Marshal Potter went out to the smoke house. And that rock had been moved. The jar with the money in it was gone. - Objection. Speculative. - Sustained. You found a flat grey rock in the corner of the smoke house with a hollowed out space beneath it. If the prosecutor is going to give evidence, I suggest he be sworn. Mr. Cogburn, what did you find, if anything, in the corner of that smokehouse? Found a flat grey rock with a hollowed out space under it, nothing there. - Then what did you... - No jar or nothing. And then what did you do? Well, rode up to the Whartons near where the North Fork strikes the Canadian... - What did you find? - branch of the Canadian. I had my glass, spotted them two boys and their old daddy, Aaron, down the creek bank with some hogs. They'd killed a shoat Had a fire built up under a wash pot for scalding water. What did you do? Announced we was U.S. marshals, I hollered out to Aaron I needed to talk to his two boys. He raised an ax, commenced to cussing us and blackguarding this court. What did you do then? I backed away from the ax, tried to talked some sense into him. While this was going on, C.C. he edges over to the wash pot there, behind the steam, and picks up a shotgun. Potter seen him, but it was too late. C.C. Wharton pulled out on Potter with one barrel. Turned to do the same for me and I shot him. And the old man raised the ax, and I shot him. Odus lit out, and I shot him. C.C. Wharton and Aaron Wharton were dead when they hit the ground. Odus was just winged. Did you find the jar with $120 in it? - Leading. - Sustained. What happened then? Found a jar with $120 in it. What became of Odus Wharton? There he sits. You may ask, Mr. Goudy. Thank you, Mr. Barlow. Mr. Cogburn, in your four years as a U.S. marshal, how many men have you shot? - Never shot nobody that didn't ask for it. - Well that was not the question. How many? Shot or killed? Let us restrict it to killed, so that we may have a manageable figure. About twelve... or fifteen. Stopping men in flight, defending myself, et cetera. Around twelve he says. Or fifteen. So many, you cannot keep a precise count. I have examined the records and can supply the accurate figure. Oh... I believe them two Wharton boys makes it twenty-three. And how many members of this one family, the Wharton family, have you killed? - Immediate, or...? - Did you also shoot Dub Wharton, brother? And Clete Wharton, half brother? Well, Clete was selling ardent spirits to the Cherokee. He come at me with a king bolt. A king bolt? You were armed, and he advanced upon you with nothing more than a king bolt? From a wagon tongue? I've seen men badly torn up with nothing bigger than a king bolt. I defended myself. Returning to the other encounter, with Aaron Wharton and his two remaining sons. You sprang from cover with revolver in hand. - I did. - Loaded and cocked. Well if it ain't loaded and cocked, it don't shoot. And like his son, Aaron Wharton advanced against an armed man. Well, he was armed. He had an axe raised. I believe you testified you backed away from Aaron Wharton. - That's right. - Which direction were you going? I always go backwards when I'm backing up. Very amusing. Now he advanced on you much in the manner of Clete Wharton. Menacing you with that little ol' king bolt, or rolled up newspaper, or whatever it was. Yes, sir. He commenced to cussing and - laying about a threat. - And you were backing away. How many steps before the shooting started? Uh, seven to eight steps. Good, and Wharton keeping pace, advancing away from his campfire. Seven, eight steps. What would that be? Fifteen, twenty feet? I suppose. Will you explain to this jury, Mr. Cogburn, why Mr. Wharton was found immediately by his wash pot, one arm in the fire, his sleeve and hand smoldering? Did you move the body after you shot him? Why would I do that? You did not drag the body over to the fire and fling his arm in? - No, sir. - Two witnesses who arrived on the scene will testify to the location of the body. You do not remember moving the body. So it was a cold blooded bushwhack, while poor Mr. Wharton was tending his campfire. Objection. If that's where the body was, I might have moved him. I do not remember. Why would you move the body, Mr. Cogburn? Them hogs were moving around. They might have moved him. I do not remember. Son of a bitch. - Mr. Cogburn. - What is it? I'd like to talk to you a minute. What is it? They tell me you're a man with true grit. What do you want, girl? Speak up, it's suppertime. Let me do that. Your makings are too dry. I'm looking for the man who shot and killed my father, Frank Ross, in front of the Monarch Boarding House. The man's name is Tom Chaney. They say he's over in Indian territory, and I need someone to go after him. What's your name, girl? My name is Mattie Ross. We're located in Yell County. My mother is at home looking after my sister, Victoria, and my brother, little Frank. Best go home to them. They'll need help with the churning. There is a fugitive warrant out for Chaney. Government will pay you $2 for bringing him in plus 10 cents a mile for each of you. On top of that, I will pay you a $50 reward. What are you? What you got there in your poke? My god, a Colt Dragoon. You're no bigger than a corn nubbin. What are you doing with a pistol like that? I intend to kill Tom Chaney with it. - Kill Tom Chaney? - If the law fails to do so. Well that piece will do the job for you, if you find a high stump to rest it on, and a wall to put behind you. Nobody here knew my father and I'm afraid nothing's going to be done about Chaney, except I do it. My brother is a child, and my mother is indecisive and hobbled by grief. I don't believe you have $50. I have a contract with Colonel Stonehill, which he will make payment on tomorrow or the next day. Once our lawyer countersigns. Don't believe in fairy tales or sermons or stories about money, baby sister. But thanks for the cigarette. Isn't your mama expecting you home, dear? My business is not yet finished. Mrs. Floyd, have any rooms opened up? Grandma Turner's... the bed is quite narrow. The second floor back did open up. But uh, that gentleman on the porch has just taken it. Oh, but don't worry yourself, dear. You're not disturbing Grandma Turner. My name is LaBoeuf. I just come from Yell County. We have no rodeo clowns in Yell County. A saucy line will not get you far with me. I saw your mother yesterday morning. She said for you to come right on home. What was your business there? This is a man I think you know. You called him Tom Chaney, I believe Though in the months I've been tracking him he has used the name Theron Chelmsford. John Todd Anderson, and others. He dallied in Monroe, Louisiana and Pine Bluff, Arkansas before turning up at your father's place. Then why did you not catch him at Pine Bluff, Arkansas or Monroe, Louisiana? He is a crafty one. I thought him slow witted myself. That was his act. It was a good one. Are you some kind of law? That's right. I'm a Texas Ranger. That may make you a big noise in that state. In Arkansas you should mind that your Texas trappings and title do not make you an object of fun. Why have you been ineffectually pursuing Chaney? He shot and killed a state senator named Bibbs in Waco, Texas. Bibbs' family put out a reward. And how came Chaney to shoot a state senator? My understanding is there was an argument about a dog. You know anything about the whereabouts of Chaney? Well he's in the territory, and I hold out little hope for you winning your bounty. - Why is that? - My man will beat you to it. I've hired a deputy marshal. The toughest one they have. And he's familiar with the Lucky Ned Pepper gang they say Chaney's tied up with. Well, I will throw in with you and your marshal. - No, Marshal Cogburn and I are fine. - It'll be to our mutual advantage. Your marshal, I presume, knows the territory. I know Chaney. It's at least a two-man job to take him in alive. When Chaney is taken, he's coming back to Fort Smith to hang. I'm not having him go to Texas to hang for shooting some senator. It is not important where he hangs, is it? It is to me. Is it to you? It means a great deal of money to me. It's been many months' work. Oh, I'm sorry that you're paid piecework and not on wages. And that you have been eluded the winter long by a half-wit. You give out very little sugar with your pronouncements. When I sat there watching you, I gave some thought to stealing a kiss, though you are very young and sick, and unattractive to boot. But now I have a mind to give you five or six good licks with my belt. One would be as unpleasant as the other. If you wet your comb, you might tame that cowlick. Madame, I wish you would leave these matters entirely to me, or at the very least, do me the courtesy of consulting me before entering such agreements. I am not scolding you, but I am saying your headstrong ways will lead you into a tight corner one day. I trust the enclosed document will let you conclude your business and return to Yell County. Yours, J. Noble Daggett. I was as bad yesterday as you look today. I was forced to share a bed with Grandma Turner. I'm not acquainted with Grandma Turner. She is a resident of the city. It does not surprise me that she carries disease. This malarial place has ruined my health, as it has my finances. I owe you money. You have not traded poorly. Oh, certainly not. I'm paying you for a horse I do not possess, and I bought back a string of useless ponies which I cannot sell again. You're forgetting the grey horse. - Crow bait. - You are looking at the thing in the wrong light. I am looking at it in the light of God's eternal truth. Your illness is putting you down in the dumps. You will soon find another buyer for the ponies. Well I have a tentative offer of $10 per head From the "Pfitzer Soap Works" of Little Rock It would be a shame to destroy such spirited horse flesh. So it would. I'm confident the deal will fall through. Look here, I need a pony and I will pay $10 for one of them. No, that's a lot price. No, no, it... Wait a minute. Are we trading again? This one is beautiful. He don't know he got a rider. You're too light. He thinks he's got a horsefly on him. He's very spirited. I'll call him "Little Blackie". That's a good name. What does he like for a treat? Well, ma'am, he's a horse. So he likes apples. Thank Mr. Stonehill for me. No, ma'am, I ain't supposed to utter your name. See, sleep. That is fine. I will wake him. Marshal Cogburn. It is I, Mattie Ross, your employer. How long 'till you're ready to go? - Go where? - To the Indian Territory to pursue Tom Chaney. Oh, you're the grieved girl with stories of El Dorado. Huh. How much money you got there? I said $50 to achieve Chaney. You did not believe me? I did not know. You're a hard one to figure. How long for you to make ready to depart? Well, hold on, sis. Though I remember your offer, I do not remember agreeing to it. If I'm to go up against Ned Pepper, I'll need $100. That much I can tell you. $100. To retrieve your man, $100. I will take that $50 in advance. It'll be for expenses. You are trying to take advantage of me. I am giving you the children's rate. I'm not a sharper. I'm an old man sleeping in a rope bed in a room behind a Chinese grocery. - I have nothing. - You want to be kept in whiskey. I don't need to buy that. I'd confiscate it. I'm an officer of the court. Ah, thank you. $100. That's the rate. Then I shall not niggle. Can we depart this afternoon? We? You're not going. That ain't no part of it. You have misjudged me if you think I'm silly enough to give you $50 and watch you simply ride off. I am a bonded U.S. marshal. That weighs but little with me. I will see the thing done. Damn ducks. Can't go after Ned Pepper. Man's a hard man, and to look after a baby at the same time... I am not a baby. Won't be stopping at boarding houses, where there's a warm bed and hot grub on the table. I'll be grabbing a saddle. Eating light. When the sleeping is done, it'll take place on the ground. Well I have slept out at night before. Papa took me and little Frank 'coon hunting last summer on the Petit Jean. We were in the woods all night. We sat around a big fire and told ghost stories. We had a good time. 'Coon hunting? This ain't no 'coon hunt. It is the same idea as a 'coon hunt. Don't come within forty miles of being a coon hunt. You are just trying to make your work sound harder than it is. Here's the money. Now I aim to get Tom Chaney, and if you are not game, I will find somebody who is game. All I've heard out of you so far is talk. I know you can drink whiskey, and snore and spit and wallow in filth and bemoan your station. The rest has been braggadocio. They told me you had grit and that is why I came to you. I'm not paying for talk. I can get all the talk I need and more at the Monarch Boarding House. Leave your money. Meet me here at 7:00 tomorrow morning and we can begin our 'coon hunt. Dearest Mother, I am about to embark on a great adventure. I have learned that Tom Chaney has fled into the wild. And I shall assist the authorities in pursuit. You know that Papa would want me to be firm in the right, as he always was. So do not fear on my account. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil. The author of all things watches over me, and I have a fine horse. Kiss little Frankie for me, and pinch Violet's cheek. Their Papa's death will soon be avenged. I am off for the Choctaw Nation. Where's Marshal Cogburn? Went away. Left this. Here inside is a train ticket for your return home. Use it. By the time you read this, I will be across the river in the Indian Nation. Pursuit would be futile. I will return with your man, Chaney. Leave me to my work. Reuben Cogburn. Is that Marshal Cogburn? That is the man. Who's he with? I do not know. Well take me across. So you're the runaway. Marshal told me you'd show up. I'm to present you to the Sheriff. That is a story. Let go of my horse. I have business across the river. If you don't turn around and take me across, you may find yourself in court, where you don't want to be. I have a good lawyer. Hey! Go, Little Blackie. Come on. That is quite a horse. I will give you $10 for him. From the money you stole from me? It was not stolen. I'm out for your man. I was to accompany you. If I do not, there is no agreement and my money was stolen. Why don't you put this child back on the ferry. It's a long road and time's a' wasting. If I go back, it's to the office of the U.S. marshals to report the theft of my money. And "fudel", Marshal Cogburn? Pursuit would be "fudel"? It's not spelled F-U-D-E-L. It's time for your spanking. Now you will do as the grown-ups say, or I will get myself a birch switch and stripe your leg. Are you going to let him do this, Marshal? No, I don't believe I will. Put your switch away, LaBoeuf. I aim to finish what I started. That'll be the biggest mistake you ever made, you Texas brush-popper. Hoorawed by a little girl. I am not accustomed to so large a fire. In Texas, we make do with a fire little more than twigs. Buffalo chips. Heat the night's ration of beans. And it is Ranger policy never to make your camp in the same place as your cook fire. Very imprudent to make your presence known in unsettled country. How do you know Bagby will have intelligence? He has a store. That makes him an authority on movements in the Territory? We have entered a wild place, and anyone coming in wanting any kind of supply cannot pick and choose his portal. That is a piece of foolishness. All the snakes are asleep this time of year. They have been known to wake up. Well let me have a rope, too. A snake would not bother you. You are too little and bony. You should fetch water for the morning. Put it by the fire. - The creek will ice over tonight. - I'm not going down there again. If you want any more water, you can fetch it yourself. You're lucky to be traveling in a place where a spring is so handy. In my country, you could ride for days and see no ground water. I have lapped filthy water from a hoof-print and was glad to have it. If I ever meet one of you Texas boys who says he has never drank water out of a horse-track, I think I'd shake his hand and give him a Daniel Webster cigar. You do not believe it? Oh, I believed it the first 25 times I heard it. Maybe... maybe it is true. Maybe lapping water off the ground is Ranger policy. You're getting ready to show your ignorance now, Cogburn. I don't mind a little personal chaffing. But I won't hear anything against the Ranger troop from a man like you. How long you boys been mounted on sheep down there? My white Appaloosa will still be galloping when that big American stud of yours is winded and collapsed. Now make another joke about it. You're only trying to put on a show for this girl, Mattie, with what you must think is a keen tongue. This is like women talking. Yes, that is the way. Make me out foolish in this girl's eyes. I think she has you pretty well figured. Would you two like to hear the story of the Midnight Caller? One of you is gonna have to be the caller, and I will tell you what to say. And I will do all the other parts myself. - Good morning, Marshal. - Morning. Where's Mr. LaBoeuf? Down by the creek performing his necessaries. Well, Marshal Cogburn, I welcome the chance for a private parley. I gather that you and Mr. LaBoeuf have come to some... some sort of agreement. And as your employer, I believe I have the right to know the particulars. The particulars is that we'll bring Chaney down to the magistrate, in San Saba, Texas, where they have a considerable reward on him, which we split. I did not want him brought to Texas to have a Texas punishment administered for a Texas crime. That was not our agreement. What you want is to have him caught and punished. I want him to know he's being punished for killing my father. Well, you can let him know that. You can tell him to his face. You can spit on him, make him eat sand out on the road. I will hold him down. Or if you want, I'll flay the flesh off the soles of his feet. Find you Indian pepper you can rub in his wound. Isn't that a $100 value? No, it is not. When I have bought and paid for something, I will have my way. Why do you think I'm paying you if not to have my way? It's time for you to learn. You cannot have your way in every little particular. If you find I failed to satisfy your terms, I'll return your money at the end of this expedition. Little Blackie and I are riding back to the U.S. marshal's office. This is fraud. God damn it. What's going on? This is a business conversation. Is that what you call it? Sounds to me you're still being hoorawed by a little girl. - You say, hoorawed? - That was the word. There is no hoorawing in it. My agreement with the Marshal ante-dates yours. It has the force of law. The force of law? This man is a notorious thumper. He rode by the light of the moon with Quantrill. - And Bloody Bill Anderson. - Them men were patriots, Texas trash! They murdered women and children in Lawrence, Kansas. That's a God damn lie! What army was you in, Mister? I was at Shreveport. - First with Kirby Smith, then with... - Yeah? What side was you on? I was in the army of Northern Virginia, Cogburn. And I don't have to hang my head when I say it. - If you had served with Captain Quantrill... - Captain! Captain Quantrill? Indeed! - Just let this go, LaBoeuf. - Captain of what? We're done. There's not sufficient dollars in the state of Texas to make it worth my while to listen to your opinion. Our agreement is nullified. That suits me. It's each man for himself. Congratulations, Cogburn. You've graduated from marauder to wet nurse. Adios. We don't need him, do we, Marshal? We'd miss his Sharps carbine, It's apt to get lively out here. Hey! Go on. You stay here, sister. I will see Bagby. Has Chaney been here? No. Coke Hays was, two days ago. Coke rides with Lucky Ned. Bought supplies with this. Well, this is Papa's gold piece. Tom Chaney, here we come. Not the world's only California gold piece. They are rare here. They are rare. But if it is Chaney's, just as easily mean that Lucky Ned and his gang fell upon him as that he fell in with them. Chaney could be a corpse. That would be a bitter disappointment, Marshal. What do we do? Pursue them. Ned's unfinished business for the marshals anyhow. When we have him, we'll also have Chaney. Or learn the whereabouts of his body. Bagby didn't know which way they went, but now that we know they come through here, they couldn't be going but one of two ways. Heading north towards the Winding Stair Mountains, or pushing further west. I expect north. More to rob. I found an eating place. Called the Green Frog. Started calling myself Burroughs. But my drinking picked up. My wife did not care for the company of my river friends. She decided to go back to her first husband. He was a clerk in a hardware store. She said, "Goodbye, Reuben." "Love of decency does not abide in you." A divorced woman talking about decency. I told her, "Goodbye, Nola." "Hope that little nail-selling bastard keeps you happy this time." She took my boy with her too. He never cared for me anyway. I guess I did speak awful rough to him. I did not mean anything by it. You would not want to see a clumsier child than Horace. I bet he broke forty cups. Is it Chaney? I would not recognize the soles of his feet. Well, you'll have to clamber up and look. I'm too old and too fat. Now the Green Frog had one billiard table. Served ladies and men both. Mostly men. Tried running it myself for a while, but couldn't keep good help. I never did learn how to buy meat. That him? I believe not. Well, cut him down. Why? I might know him. That's when I went out to the state plains of Texas. Shooting buffalo with Vernon Shaftoe and a Flathead Indian named Ollie. Now the Mormons had run Shaftoe out of Great Salt Lake City. Don't ask me what for. All a misunderstanding. Leave it go at that. Well, the big shaggies... About all gone now. Damn shame. I'd give $3 right now for a pickled buffalo tongue. Why did they hang him so high? I do not know. Must play in the belief it'd make him more dead. I do not know this man. You hanged him? Why is he taking the hanged man? Did he know him? He did not. But it is a dead body. Must be worth something in the trade. Now my second wife, Edna. She got the notion she wanted me to be a lawyer. Bought this heavy book called "Daniels on Negotiable Instruments". Set me to reading it. Never could get a grip on it. I was happy enough to set it aside and leave Texas. There ain't six trees between here and Canada. Nothing else grows but that has stickers on it. Ask one of the... - I knew it. - Knew what? We's being followed. I asked that injun to signal with a shot if someone was on our trail. Should we be concerned, Marshal? Naw, Mr. LaBoeuf is using us as a bird dog, in hopes of cutting in once we've flushed the prey. Perhaps we could double back over our tracks and confuse the trail in a clever way. No, we will wait right here. Offer our friend a warm hello. Ask him where he's going. You are not LaBoeuf. My name is Forrester. I practice dentistry in the Nation. Also veterinary arts and medicine on those humans that will sit still for it. You have your work cut out for you there. Traded for him with an Indian who said he came by him honestly. I gave up two dental mirrors and a bottle of expectorant. Do either of you need medical attention? No. Say, it is fixing to get cold. You know of anywhere to take shelter? I have my bear skin. You might want to head over to the Original Greaser Bob's. He notched a dugout into a hollow along the Carrillon River. If you ride the river, you won't fail to see it. Greaser Bob, the original Greaser Bob, is hunting north of the picket wire and would not begrudge its use. - Much obliged. - Now, I have taken his teeth. I will entertain an offer for the rest of him. Take my jacket. Creep up onto the roof. If they're unfriendly, I'll give you a sign to damp the chimney. Who's out there? We're looking for shelter. No room for you here. Ride on. - Who's in there? - Ride on. I'm a federal officer. Who's in there? A Methodist and a son of a bitch. This is Rooster Cogburn. Columbus Potter and five other marshals is out here with me. We got a bucket of coal oil. In one minute we will burn your house from both ends. There's only two of you. Go ahead and bet your life on it. How many of you is in there? Just the two of us. But my partner's hit and he can't walk. Is that Emmet Quincy? You said it was a man on the roof. I thought it was Potter. You was always dumb Quincy, and remain true to form. This here's an awful lot of sofky. You boys looking for company? That was our supper and breakfast both. I like a big breakfast. Sofky always cooks up bigger than you think. Hmm. Good store of whiskey here, as well. What are you boys up to, outside of cooking banquets? Just having our supper. You don't know who's outside in weather like this. Might have been some crazy man. Anyone can say that he is a marshal. My leg hurts. I'll bet it does. When was the last time you see your old pard, Ned Pepper? I do not know him. Who is he? I'm surprised you don't remember him. Skinny fellow, nervous and quick, his lips all messed up. That don't bring anybody to mind. There's a new boy that might be running with Ned. He's got a powder mark on his face, black flash. Calls himself Chaney. Or Chelmsford, sometimes. Carries a Henry rifle. That don't bring anybody to mind. Black mark, I would remember that. You don't remember nothing no more now, do you Quincy? What do you know, Moon? He don't know those boys you're looking for. I don't know those boys. I always try to help out the law. By the time I get to Fort Smith, that leg will be swelled up tight as Dick's hat band. It'll be mortified. They will cut it off. And then, if you live, I'll get you two or three years in the Federal house - up in Detroit, there. - What are you trying to get at? They'll teach you how to read and write up there, but the rest won't be so good. Them boys, they can be hard on a gimp. You're trying to get at me. Now, you give me some good information on Ned, I'll take you down to Bagby's store tomorrow and get that ball taken out of your leg. Then I'll give you three days to clear the territory. We don't know those boys you're looking for. - It ain't his leg. - I was... Quiet now. It's best you let me do the talking. - I would say I... - We're weary trappers. Who worked you over with the ugly stick? The man, Chaney, with the marked face, killed my father. He was a whiskey drinker like you and it led to killing in the end. If you answer the Marshal's questions, he will help you. I have a good lawyer at home, and he will help you too. I'm puzzled by this. Why is she here? Don't go jawing with these people, Moon. Don't you go jawing with that runt. I don't like you. I hope you go to jail. My lawyer will not help you. My leg is giving me fits. A young fellow like don't want to lose his leg. Easy, now. He's trying to get at you. - With the truth. - We seen Ned and Hays two days ago. Don't you act the fool. You blow, I will kill you! I'm played out, I need a doctor. We met Ned and Hays two days ago. God damn it. Oh, Lord. I'm dying. Do something. Help me. I can do nothing for you, son. You partner's killed you, and I have done for him. Don't leave me lying here. Don't let the wolves rip me up. I'll see you're buried right. Tell me about Ned. Where'd you see him? Two days ago. Bagby's store. They were coming here tonight to get remounts and sofky. They just robbed the Katy Flyer at the Wagoner's switch. I'm gone. Send the news to my brother, George Garrett. He is a Methodist Circuit rider in south Texas. Shall I tell him you've outlawed up? It don't matter. He knows I'm on the scale. I will meet him later, walking the streets of glory. Well, don't be looking for Quincy. What will we do when they get here? When they ride up, what we want is to get them all in the dugout. I'll kill them the last one that goes in, then we'll have them in a barrel. You'll shoot him in the back? It'll give them to know our intention is serious. Then I'll call down. See if they'll be taken alive. If they won't, I'll shoot them as they come out. I'm hopeful that three of their party being dead will take the starch out of them. You display great poise. Aw, it's just a turkey shoot. One time, in New Mexico, we was being pursued by seven men. I turned Bo around and, taking them reins in my teeth, rode right at them boys, firing them two Navy Sixes I carry in my saddle. Well... I guess they was all married men who loved their families, as they scattered and run for home. Well that is hard to believe. - What is? - One man riding at seven. Well, it's true. You go for a man hard enough and fast enough, he don't have time to think about how many is with him. He thinks about himself. And how he might get clear of that wrath that's about to set down on him. Why were they pursuing you? I robbed a high interest bank. Can't rob a thief, can you? Never robbed a citizen. Never took a man's watch. It is all stealing. That's the position they took in New Mexico. One man. Did not figure them to send a scout. Damn. It is LaBoeuf. Oh, we have to warn him, Marshal. Too late. What will we do, Marshal? We sit. What does he do? Him in the wooly chaps is Lucky Ned. Well, that's that. Well, that didn't pan out. You managed to put a kink in my rope, partner. I'm severely injured. Yes, you got drug some. I was also shot by a rifle. Well, that's quite possible. The scheme did not develop as I had planned. You been shot in the shoulder, but the bullet passed through. What happened to your mouth? I believe I bit myself. Couple of teeth loose, and... Oh, yeah. Tongue bit almost through. Do you want to see if it will knit, or shall I just yank it free? I know a teamster bit his tongue off being thrown from a horse. After a time he learned to make himself more or less understood. I'll just yank it free. What's that now? What's that now? Knit. Let it knit. Ah, very well. It's impossible to bind a tongue wound. Too bad, we just run across a doctor. - Marshal? - of sorts, but I do not know where he was headed. I saw him too, that's how I came to be here. Neither of these men are Chaney. I know it. I know them both. That ugly one is Coke Hays. Him uglier still is Clement Parmalee. Parmalee and his brothers have a silver claim in Winding Stair Mountains. And I bet that's where Lucky Ned's gang is waiting. Well, we'll sleep here. We'll follow in the morning. But we promised to bury the poor soul inside. Ground's too hard. Them men wanted a decent burial, they should have gotten themselves killed in summer. Sleep well, Little Blackie. I have a notion that tomorrow we will reach our object. We're hot on the trail. Seems that we'll overtake Tom Chaney at the Winding Stair Mountain. I'd not want to be in his shoes. As I understand it, Chaney, or Chelmsford, as he called himself in Texas, shot the Senator's dog. When the Senator remonstrated, Chelmsford shot him as well. Now you could argue that the shooting of the dog was merely an instance of malum prohibitum. But the shooting of a senator is indubitably an instance of malum in se. Malla-men what? Malum in se. The distinction is between an act that is wrong in itself and an act that is wrong only according to our laws and mores. It is Latin. I'm struck. That LaBoeuf has been shot, trampled, and nearly severed his tongue. Not only does he not cease to talk, but he spills the banks of English. I was within 300 yards of Chelmsford once. The closest I have been. With a Sharps carbine, that is within range. But I was mounted and had the choice of firing off-hand or dismounting to shoot from rest, which would allow Chelmsford to augment the distance. I fired mounted, and fired wild. You cannot hit a man at 300 yards if your gun was resting on Gibraltar. A Sharps carbine is an instrument of uncanny power and precision. I have no doubt that the gun is sound. ? My clothes are all ragged and my language is rough. ? ? My bread is corn dodgers, both solid and tough. ? ? And yet I'm happy, and live at my ease ? ? On sorghum molasses, and bacon, and cheese. ? Greer County Bachelor. I do not believe he slept. Fort Smith is a healthy distance, LaBoeuf. I would encourage the creature you ride to head at her. Out here a one-armed man looks like easy prey. And a one eyed man who can't shoot? Why don't you turn back, Cogburn? I'll do fine. I know where the Parmalee claim is. I'm uninjured, well provisioned and we agreed to separate. In conscience you cannot cite our agreement. You're the one who shot me. Mr. LaBoeuf has a point, Marshal. It is an unfair leg up in any competition to shoot your opposite number. God damn it. I do not accept it as a given that I did shoot LaBoeuf. There were plenty of guns going off. I heard the rifle, and I felt the ball. You missed your shot, Cogburn. Missed my shot! You are more handicapped without the eye, than I without the arm. I can hit a gnat's eye at 90 yards. That China-man is running them cheap shells on me again. I thought you were going to say the sun was in your eyes. That is to say, your eye. Two at one time. I'm going to chuck one high. Go far. - There. - There? - My bullet. - Your bullet? If you hit what you aim at, explain my shoulder. Gentlemen, shooting cornbread out here on the prairie is getting us no closer to the Ned Pepper gang. One more. This will prove it. Please hold fire. Find our way back. Where you've been to... Lucky Ned? Lucky Ned! Very good, Cogburn. Now what? Oh, God damn it. Cogburn does not want me eating out of his store. I am assuming you have not eaten all day. And it is my store, not his. Let him starve. He did not track. He did not shoot. Except at food stuffs. That was your initiative. He did not contribute. He's a man who walks in front of bullets. Mr. LaBoeuf drew single-handed upon the Lucky Ned Pepper gang while we fired safely from cover. - We? - It is unfair to indict a man when his jaw is swollen, and tongue mangled and who is therefore unable to rise to his own defense. I can speak for myself. I am hardly obliged to answer the ravings of a drunkard, and it is beneath me. I shall make my own camp elsewhere. It is you who has nothing to offer, Cogburn. A sad picture indeed. This is no longer a man hunt. It is a debauch. The Texas Ranger presses on, alone. Take the girl. I bow out. A fine thing to decide once you brought her into the middle of the Choctaw Nation. I bow out. I wash my hands. Gentlemen, we cannot fall out in this fashion. Not so close to our goal, with Tom Chaney nearly in hand. In hand? If he is not in a shallow grave somewhere between here and Fort Smith, he is gone. Long gone. Thanks to Mr. LaBoeuf, we missed our shot. We've barked and the birds have flown. Gone, gone, gone. Lucky Ned and his cohort gone. Your $50 gone. Gone the whiskey, seized in evidence. The trail is cold, if there ever was one. I'm... I'm a foolish old man who's been drawn into a wild goose chase by a harpy in trousers, and a nincompoop. Ah, Mr. LaBoeuf. He can wander the Choctaw Nation for as long as he likes. Perhaps the local Indians will take him in. Honor his gibbering by making him chief. You, sister, may go where you like. Our engagement is terminated. I bow out. I'm going with you. No, that is not possible. Have I held you back? I have a Colt Dragoon revolver, which I know how to use. And I will be no more of a burden to you than I was to the Marshal. That is not my worry. You've earned your spurs. That is clear now. You've been an regular old hand on the trail. But Cogburn's right, even if I will not give him the satisfaction of conceding it. The trail is cold. And I am considerably diminished. How can you give up now, after the many months you've dedicated to finding Chaney? You have shown great determination. I misjudged you. I picked the wrong man. I would go on in your company, if there were a clear way to go. But we'd be striking out blindly. Chelmsford's gone. We chased him right off the map. There's nothing for it. I'm bound for Texas. Time for you to go home, too. The Marshal, when he sobers, is your way back. I will not go back. Not without Chaney, dead or alive. I misjudged you as well. I extend my hand. Mr. LaBoeuf, please. Adios. I know you. Your name is Mattie. You're little Mattie, the bookkeeper. Isn't that something. Yes, and I know you, Tom Chaney. What are you doing out here? Come to fetch some water. No, what are you doing in these mountains here? Well, I've not been formerly deputized, but I'm acting as an agent for Marshal Reuben Cogburn and Judge Parker's court. I have come to take you back to Fort Smith. Well, I will not go. How do you like that? There's a posse of officers up there who will force you to go. That is interesting news. And how many is up there? Right around fifty. They're all well armed and they mean business. What I want you to do now is to come on across the creek and walk in front of me up that hill. I think I'll oblige the officers to come after me. Well if you refuse to go, I will have to shoot you. Oh. Well you'd better cock your piece. All the way back. - 'Til it locks. - I know how to do it. Will you not go with me? No, it's just the other way around. You're going with me. I'm... Ah! I did not think you would do it. - What do you think now? - One of my short ribs is broken. You killed my father when he was trying to help you. I have one of the gold pieces you stole from him. Now give me the other. - Things aren't going right for me... - Mattie! - I'm down here. - Now I'm shot by a child. Chaney is taken into custody. Help me! Mattie! Marshal. Take them horses you got and move! Tom, you get on up that hill. Don't you stop. Who all's down there? Marshal Cogburn and 50 more officers. You tell me another lie and I'll stove your head in. Just the Marshal. Rooster. Cogburn! You hear me? You answer me, Rooster. I will kill this girl. You know I will do it. The girl is nothing to me. She's a runaway from Arkansas. That is all very well. Do you advise that I kill her? Do what you think is best, Ned. She's nothing to me but a lost child. Think it over first. I have already thought it over. You'll get mounted double fast. If I see you riding over that bald ridge to the northwest, I will spare the girl. You have five minutes. There will be a party of marshals here soon, Ned. Let me have the girl and Chaney and I will mislead them for six hours. Too thin, Rooster. Too thin. Your five minutes is running. No more talk. Run up that hill. Farrell, see to Tom's wounds. Can I have some of that bacon? You help yourself. Have some of the coffee. I do not drink coffee. I am fourteen. Well we do not have buttermilk, and we do not have bread. We are poorly supplied. - Where is she? - What are you doing here? - I ought to wring your scrawny neck. - You let that go. What happened, huh? I will tell you, and you will see that I am in the right. Tom Chaney there shot my father to death at Fort Smith and robbed him of two gold pieces and stole his mare. I was informed Mr. Cogburn had grit and I hired him to find the murderer. A few minutes ago I came upon Chaney watering the horses. He would not be taken in charge and I shot him. If I had killed him, I would not now be in this fix, but my revolver misfired. They will do it. It'll embarrass you every time. Most girls like to play pretties, but you like guns, do ya? I do not care a thing in the world about guns. If I did, I would have one that worked. I was shot in an ambush, Ned. The horses was blowing, making noise. It was that officer that got me. How can you sit there and tell such a big story? That pit is a hundred feet deep, and I will throw you in it. I will leave you to scream and rot. - Now how do you like that? - No you won't. This man will not let you have your way. He's your boss and you have to do as he tells you. Ain't nothing going my way. Was that Rooster that waylaid us night before last? It was Marshal Cogburn and myself. You and Cogburn? Quite the posse. Let us move, Ned. In good time, Doctor. What happened to Quincy and the kid? They're both dead. I was in the very middle of it, it was a terrible thing to see. Please, let us move, Ned. The Marshal's gone. Do you need a good lawyer? I need a good judge. What happened to Coke Hays? The old fellow shot off his horse. Dead as well. His depredations have come to an end. Your friend Rooster does not collect many prisoners. He is not my friend. He's abandoned me to a congress of louts. You do not varnish your opinion. Are we off? Let us cut up the winnings from the Katy Flyer. There'll be time for that at the old place. - I will mount the grey. - I have other plans for you. Must I double mount with the doctor? - Move. - No. Too chancey with two men up if it comes to a race. Tom, you wait here with the girl. When we reach Ma's house, I'll send Farrell back with a fresh mount. You will be out by dark. We'll meet you at the old place. I do not like that. Let me ride with you, Ned. Just out of here, anyway. No. We are short a horse. The marshals will come swarming. Hours, if they come here at all. They'll think that we've all gone. I am not staying here by myself with Tom Chaney. That's the way I will have it. He will kill me. You heard him say it. He's killed my father, and now you will let him kill me. He will do no such thing. Tom, you know the crossing at Cypress Forks, near the log meeting house. When you're mounted, you take the girl and leave her there. You understand, Tom? Any harm comes to that child, you'll not get paid. Harold, let me ride up with you. Harold, I will pay you $50 out of my winnings. I am not heavy. Do the calf again, Harold. Everything is against me. You have no reason to whine. You act as the bandit chief instructed and no harm comes to me, you will get your winnings at the old place. Lucky Ned has left me. I'm sure to be caught when I leave on foot. Must think over my position and how I may improve it. Where's the second California gold piece? What have you done with Papa's mare? Keep still. Are you thinking about the old place? Look here, if you let me go, I will swear to an affidavit, and once you are brought to justice, it may go easier on you. I tell you, I can do better. I don't need your affidavit. All I need is your silence. Your father was a busybody like you. In honesty, I do not regret shooting him. He thought Tom Chaney was small. And you... You would give me an affidavit... You're all against me, everybody... That is Chelmsford. Strange to be so close to him at last. Mr. LaBoeuf, how is it that you are here? I heard a shot. Went down to the river. Cogburn outlined a plan. Mind your footing, there's a pit there. His part I fear is rash. He returns for Lucky Ned. Hello, Rooster! Will you give us the road? One against four is ill-advised. He would not be dissuaded. Hello, Ned. How many men is with the girl? Just Chaney. Our agreement is in force. She was in excellent health when last I saw her. Farrell, I want you and your brother to stand clear. You as well, Doctor. Have no interest in you today. What is your intention, Rooster? You think one on four is a dogfall? I mean to kill you in one minute, Ned. Or see you hanged at Fort Smith at Judge Parker's convenience. Which will you have? I call that bold talk from a one-eyed fat man. Fill your hand, you son of a bitch. Shoot them, Mr. LaBoeuf. Too far, moving too fast. Well, Rooster, I'm shot to pieces. Seems neither of us gets to see Judge Parker. Oh, Lord. Wahoo! Some bully shot. That was 400 yards, at least. Well, the Sharps carbine is a... Stand up, Tom Chaney. M... Mr. LaBoeuf. Are you alive? Mr. LaBoeuf! Mr. LaBoeuf. Mr. LaBoeuf. Are you there? I'm here. Can you clamber out? I cannot. There are snakes. They awake? Yes. I'm bit. Does Mr. LaBoeuf survive? He does. Even a blow to the head could silence him for only a few short minutes. Where are you bit? Look away, Mattie. I have her. Up with us. Here Mr. LaBoeuf, take her. She's snake bit. We're off. I'll send help for you soon as I can. Don't wander off. We are not leaving him. We must get you to a doc, sis, or you're not going to make it. I'm in your debt for that shot, pard. Never doubt the Texas Ranger. Come on. Ever stalwart. We must stop. Little Blackie is played out. We have miles yet. Come on, you. No! That's it, come on now. No, stop. He's getting away. Who's getting away, sis? Chaney. No... No! No, no, no. Oh, no. No, stop. I'm growing old. A quarter-century is a long time. By the time we reached Bagby's store, my hand had turned black. I was not awake when I lost the arm. The Marshal had stayed with me, I was told, 'til I was out of danger. But he departed before I came around. Once home, I wrote him with an invitation to come by the next time he found himself near Yell County. And collect the $50 I still owed him. I did not hear back from Marshal Cogburn. And he did not appear. Then one day, I received a note from the Marshal, with a flyer enclosed. He said he was traveling with a Wild West show. Getting older and fatter. Would I like to come visit him when the show came to Memphis, and swap stories with an old trail mate. He would understand if the journey were too long. Brief though his note was, it was rife with misspellings. Yes'm? I am Cole Younger. This is Mr. James. It grieves me to tell you that you have missed Rooster. He passed away three days ago when the show was at Jonesboro, Arkansas. Buried him there in a Confederate cemetery. Reuben had a complaint, what he referred to as "night hoss". And I believe the warm weather was too much for him. We had some lively times. What was the nature of your acquaintance? I knew the marshal long ago. We, too, had... lively times. Thank you, Mr. Younger. Keep your seat, trash. I had the body removed to our plot and I had visited it over the years. No doubt people talk about that. They say, "Well, she hardly knew the man." "Isn't she a cranky old maid." It is true, I have not married. I never had time to fool with it. I heard nothing more of the Texas officer, LaBoeuf. If he is yet alive, I would be pleased to hear from him. I judge he would be in his seventies now. And nearer eighty than seventy. I expect some of the starch has gone out of that cowlick. Time just gets away from us. ? What a fellowship, what a joy divine, ? ? Leaning on the everlasting arms. ? ? What a blessedness, what a peace is mine, ? ? Leaning on the everlasting arms. ? ? Leaning, leaning, ? ? Safe and secure from all alarms. ? ? Leaning, leaning, ? ? Leaning on the everlasting arms. ? ? Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way, ? ? Leaning on the everlasting arms ? ? Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day, ? ? Leaning on the everlasting arms. ? ? Leaning, leaning, ? ? Safe and secure from all alarms. ? ? Leaning, leaning, ? ? I'm leaning on the everlasting arms. ?

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