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[ applause and cheers ]

We have Senator Carroll
with us today

to celebrate
Independence Day.

And he is an independent
politician.

In fact, so independent
that some say

they don'’t know which party
he does belong to.

Austin Tucker.

Austin is with us today

as a political advisor
to Senator Carroll.

Austin, we hear,
or people say,

that there'’s some possibility
you want to get

the nomination
for Senator Carroll next year.

Oh, well, I think we'’re jumping
the gun there, Miss Carter.

He'’s not running
for any other office.

He'’s concentrating
on the one he has now.

[ drum beats,
cheering continue ]

LEE:
Here comes Senator Carroll
and Mrs. Carroll.

He really looks terrific.

Happy Fourth of July,
everybody!

Happy Independence Day
for us all! Okay.

LEE:
He is the ideal father
if you'’re young enough,

the ideal husband
if you'’re old enough,

and, I guess,
the ideal leader of our country,

so says Austin Tucker,
if you'’re any age.

Here he comes.

Yes, Lee,
how are you?

Senator Carroll,
just fine, thank you.

Welcome to our city.
How do you do? How are you?

You all look just as wonderful
as in all your photographs.

How do you manage that,
always smiling?

CARROLL:
Well, I'’ll tell you,
we'’re very happy to be smiling,

and I'’m happy to be
with my constituents today,

on such a wonderful day,
Independence Day.

Thank you very much,
everybody.

Thank you.
Thank you so much.

[ band plays "When the Saints
Go Marching In" ]

[ crowd cheering
and applauding ]

[ inaudible ]

Thanks, everybody!
Thank you.

You need a ribbon.

I'’m with her.

Ma'’am?
Is he with you?

No.

[ band continues playing ]

[ indistinct chattering ]

CARROLL:
All right,
we'’ll try to make it.

You never know
about those things.

Nice to meet you.

How are you?

Hi, good to see you.

Ed, how are you, sir?
Good to see you.

You'’re looking
very good, Ed.

Thanks very much.

Hello, how are you?

[ indistinct chattering ]

LEE:
Well, I fouled up on that one,
didn'’t I?

And I know a little bit
about your background.

Your lovely family-- I'’ll have
a scotch and water, please.

Ladies and gentlemen,

my wife Kit and I
thank you very much

for inviting us here today,
this Independence Day.

Independence Day
is very meaningful to me,

because sometimes
I'’ve been called

too independent
for my own good.

[ gunshots ]

Aah! Oh, God!

[ crowd screaming and shouting ]

Aah!

[ sirens wailing ]

[ people continue clamoring ]

[ suspenseful theme playing]

Ladies and gentlemen,
you'’ve been invited here today

for the official
announcement

of the inquiry
into the death

of Senator Charles Carroll.

Now, this is an announcement,
not a press conference.

Therefore there will be
no questions.

A complete transcript
of the investigation

is being prepared
for publication on March 1.

At that time,

the committee will hold
a full-scale press conference.

After nearly four months
of investigation,

followed by nine weeks
of hearings,

it is the conclusion
of this committee

that Senator Carroll
was assassinated

by Thomas Richard Linder.

It is our
further conclusion

that he acted
entirely alone,

motivated by a misguided sense
of patriotism

and a psychotic desire
for public recognition.

The committee wishes
to emphasize

that there is no evidence
of any wider conspiracy.

No evidence whatsoever.

Now, it'’s our hope
that this will put an end

to the kind of irresponsible
and exploitive speculation

conducted by the press
in recent months.

As I'’ve said,

the complete text
of the hearings,

which provides the basis
for the committee'’s findings,

will be published March 1.

When you have had a chance
to examine the evidence,

you will have
every opportunity

to ask those questions
which remain unanswered,

if there are any.

That is all.
Thank you.

[ dramatic theme playing]

GAME SHOW HOST [ on TV ]:
$8,000!

CONTESTANT [ on TV ]:
Ooh!

GAME SHOW HOST:
That'’s just the beginning,

because you could win this!
Take a look!

[ applause]

We are just starting with you,

because the package you picked

might contain this check
for $9,000!

Excuse me, but, uh...

my parrot is loose
on your back porch.

What?WOMAN: Who is it?

My parrot.
I wonder if I could--

He'’s gonna get away.

What are you talking about?My parrot. It'’s very sick.

And if I could just
go through here.

Let him go look
for his parrot.

I haven'’t seen
any parrot around here.

JOE:
Well, I know. He'’s hiding.

[ whistles ]

OFFICER 1:
Freeze! Police officers!

OFFICER 2:
You son of a bitch.
Where'’s the stuff?

[ men speak indistinctly ]

OFFICER 1:
Okay, check that, will you?

GAME SHOW HOST:
I may be pummeled to within
an inch of my life.

You won an all-expense paid
trip to British Columbia!

[ cheers on TV]

[ objects crash ]

All right, Frady,
you'’re under arrest.

You didn'’t see us,
did you, Frady?

Oh, I saw you,
all right,

but I'’ve never seen
those two before.

What are you
talking about?

[ woman cries ]You looking for dope?

JOE:
Maybe somebody
could make a charge.

Maybe one of your men could
tell me what I'’m in here for?

OFFICER:
Destruction of property.

Destruction--
Me, destruction of property?

I can'’t believe
you'’d say that.

[ overlapping chatter ]Hold it, hold it.

Hold it, goddamn it!

I want to get something
straight around here.

Just in front of these--
Can you tell--?

Is there anybody in this room

who can say that I
broke into that house,

I was waving my gun around,

and I threw the man'’s wife
on the floor?

Because if you can,
I'’d like you to do it

in front of your
watch commander, huh?

Shit.

COMMANDER:
What were you doing there?

What was I doing there?Yes, Joe.

what were you doing there?I can'’t believe you.

You know that these assholes
have been after me for six weeks

for my sources,
and you'’re asking--

OFFICER:
So he went to perfect strangers

and told them that he was--
He was looking for his parrot!

My parrot,
that'’s right.

OFFICER:
Can you imagine
that kind of nerve?

Can I imagine
that kind of nerve?

Wait a minute, you'’re saying
can Iimagine that kind--?

Can I imagine
that kind of nerve?

You thought you'’d
teach them a lesson, huh?

These guys, I don'’t think
I could teach them anything,

but I may be wrong.

Well, look, why don'’t you go out
and bust up a keno game?

Do something worthwhile,
for Christ'’s sake,

you two-bit vice squad.

You'’re not only dumb,
you'’re dirty.

Look at your shirt.

Get your goddamn hands off!

Hold it,
hold it, hold it.

OFFICER: Get him out of here.I mean, you don'’t even...

Do I post bail?

What the fuck for?
There'’s not even a charge here.

COMMANDER:
Malicious mischief,
obstructing justice, vandalism.

Isn'’t that good enough?

Now, I'’ll forget
the whole thing, Bill,

if you'’ll just get him
out of here and shut him up.

Malicious mischief, obstructing
justice, and vandalism.

Joe, come on.It isn'’t good enough--

Joe, come on.

[ sighs ]

You'’re enjoying yourself,
aren'’t you?

You gotta admit,
it'’s funny.

Makes me laugh,

but I don'’t think
it'’s funny.

[ laughs ]

What'’s that
supposed to mean?

Have you ever laughed
at a comedian

when he pretended
to stutter?

There'’s nothing'’s funny
about a man who stutters,

but people laugh.

They'’re amused,
but they'’re not happy about it.

You'’re not going
to print this?

Hmm?

You'’re not going
to print it?

Not only am I not
going to print it,

but this is the end of your
series on local drug problems.

We'’re in the business
of reporting the news,

not creating it.

Joe...

Joe, we went through
all this six years ago.

When I agreed
to take you back in January,

I made two suggestions.

One was about your drinking.

And you seemed
to have licked that.

The other was that you curb
your talent

for creative
irresponsibility.

You can start working on that
right now.

You'’re really tired,
aren'’t you?

Joe.

Go home.
Go to a movie. Relax.

Come back tomorrow
and do a nice dull piece

on the Parks
and Recreation hearings.

That is, if you feel this job
is interesting enough

to stick with it.

[ mellow music playing ]

Hi, Joe.
I got a hot one for you.

Lee Carter called.

Four times.

She must want it
pretty bad, huh?

[ laughs ]

Did you clean up the room,
Schecter?

Sure.

I got some mail
for you too.

[ water runs ][ knocking on door ]

[ turns water off ]

[ knocking continues ]

I hope I'’m not
interrupting.

You'’ve been calling me?

A lot.

Any particular reason?

Somebody'’s trying to kill me.Oh.

Somebody beside yourself?

How can you say that?

I'’ve never tried
to kill myself successfully.

Last time you were here,
I think you lost your cat

and I had to find it
under the freeway.

I haven'’t lost my cat.

Yeah, and there was the time
before that it was your husband.

You may find this
difficult to accept,

but I'’m terrified.

I think,
if memory serves me,

you were always terrified
about something or other.

I think it was that some guy
might come up

and attack you in bed?

Not as long
as you were there.

Okay.

Here.

Okay, now, why are you
here this time?

Huh?
I told you.

Somebody'’s trying
to kill me.

Oh, Jesus.

Somehow I don'’t think
I should be looking at this.

Just look.
What?

Aw, come on, I looked at this
until I was blue in the face

three years ago.

LEE:
Since the assassination,
six of these people have died

in some kind of an accident.

Four. Look, nobody'’s trying
to kill you, huh?

These people
were killed.

And whoever killed them
is going to try to kill me.

Austin Tucker
thinks so too.

Austin thinks maybe we all
saw something up there.

Yeah, well, we did see
something up there, didn'’t we?

No, I mean something else!

Well, what do you mean
by something else?

Does he ever indicate
what he means by that?

Has he ever indicated to you
that he saw anything

other than what was
in the commission report?

No.
Nothing?

No.Did you see anything up there?

No.Well, neither did I.

And believe me, I looked.
We all looked.

You mean if you didn'’t see it,
it'’s not there?

I didn'’t say that.

It'’s just that I know
all about these accidents.

Ralph Scalleto
was a known lush,

he hit a piling
on the George Washington Bridge,

he killed three other people
with him.

Joy Holder died
of anaphylactic shock

when the doctor gave her
the wrong antibiotic.

Herbert Moon burned himself up
in bed smoking,

which his girlfriend always
told him he was going to do.

And Harry Lutz
had a heart attack.

Harry Lutz was 40 years old.

That'’s too young
to have a heart attack.

No, it'’s not.
He was thin.

He was in terrific condition--Oh, bullshit.

He found out his wife
was banging her psychiatrist,

and on he same day,
a bulldozer accidentally

knocked over
half his house.

Come on, he was lucky
to last that long.

That'’s future shock,Lee.

You mean you no longer believe
that there was another assassin

involved in shooting
Carroll?

That'’s right,
but it was an explanation.

People were crazy
for any kind of explanation.

Every time
you turned around,

some nut was knocking off one
of the best men in the country.

Okay.

Okay.

But there'’s 6
out of 18 dead.

Four.
[ sniffles ]

That was the last time
you looked.

Since then,
Norman Lomax has died.

And now Arthur Bridges.

What are you
talking about?

A fishing accident?
Where the hell is Salmontail?

Salmontail is where
Austin Tucker is now.

I tried to reach him.

Well, why don'’t you
call him?

Salmontail looks like
a small town.

Take me there. Take me there.No.

We could--
We could catch a plane

and we could be there
this evening.

Uh-uh. No, Lee.
Please?

Call him up.
It'’s a fishing accident.

You want to hear about my day?
I got some real problems.

You son of a bitch!

You don'’t care!

Lee, don'’t do this.

[ sniffling ]

Hey...

Lee.

[ suspenseful theme playing]

MAN:
There was enough alcohol and
barbiturates in her bloodstream

to have killed her if
she'’d fallen asleep in bed,

let alone
at the wheel of a car.

Now, would you call that
a possible homicide?

Face it.
Some people want to die.

Excuse me.

[ train whistle blows ]

[ bell clanging ]

WILL:
All right. Wait till the cars
come to a complete stop.

That'’s it.
Hop right in there.

Separate seats now.
Separate seats.

I want you to read
what is over the cars.

BOTH:
"Please keep hands
and feet inside cars."

WILL:
Right.

Okay, Frady,
what do you know?

JOE:
Hey, Will, tell me
something, will you?

WILL:
Anything.

JOE:
You still got access
to FBI files?

WILL:
Well, I'’ll tell you
how the FBI feels about me.

Recently they took my name
off the roster of ex-agents.

Now not only am I
not an agent,

I'’m not even an ex-agent.
I'’m a non-ex-agent.

JOE:
Is it possible
to kill somebody,

and make them look like
they had a heart attack?

WILL:
Sure. They got a pill for it.

It'’s called PEP.
PEP?

Yeah, Pulmonary Embolism Pill.

It creates an embolism,
but the actual cause of death

is more like
a biochemical...

Look, you'’re not a chemist.

The man ends up looking like
his heart attacked him.

What do you know?

I don'’t know
what I know.

Come on, come on.
What do you know?

Does Macy'’s
tell Gimbel'’s?

What I know is
I need a good alias

and I need a good ID.

What kind of an ID?

Got to be
a hostile misfit.

For that,
you don'’t need an ID.

You still got your friends
on the force down in El Monte?

Before we get to El Monte...

the minute you know
what'’s going on here,

I want to know,
and I want you to promise.

I promise.

All right.

All right. I think I got
a guy for you.

Sunshine Homes hired me
to investigate him

when he was doing a night
watchman job for them.

He was overreacting
in a very big way.

He'’s a real nut.

Richard Martin.

Richard Martin?Richard Martin.

Get a fake ID for him too.

Make it look like he'’s trying
to hide something.

That way, if they investigate
the first,

they won'’t be so careful
on the second.

He should look like a guy
who'’s ashamed of something,

something he doesn'’t want
anybody to know.

I tell you what let'’s do.
Let'’s make him a weenie wagger.

A weenie wagger?

Yeah, a weenie wagger.
Anybody'’d be ashamed of that.

Besides, you look a little bit
like a flasher.

[ whistle blows ]

[ organ plays ]

WOMAN:
Hold on to your neighbor,
folks.

It'’s happy hour in Salmontail,

and we'’re here to play
a little music

and have a lot of fun.

This ol'’ boy goes
into a bar down in Texas,

and goes up
to the bartender

and he says,
"Give me 12 bourbon and waters."

All at one time?Yeah, all at one time.

And then the bartender goes,

"That'’s a lot
of bourbon and waters."

And-- And the bartender says--

No, I'’ll take it,
Shirley.

Think your date
just come in, L.D.

I think
you'’re terrible.

Hi.

Hi.

My name'’s Gale.How are you, Gale?

Fine.
What can I fix you?

I, uh--How about a martini?

You know what they say
about martinis?

They say that a martini
is like a woman'’s breast.

One ain'’t enough,
and three is too many.

[ chuckles ]

That'’s an amazing joke,
Gale.

Yeah.

What can I get you?

I'’ll just have
a glass of milk.

Okay. You'’re the healthy type.Hmm.

How are you?

Can I buy you a drink, miss?

You know, there for a moment,
I thought you were a man.

But you aren'’t, are you?

No, I'’m--
I'’m a girl.

[ chuckles ]

Why don'’t you
go right over there

and tell
those people that,

real loud?

Don'’t touch me
unless you love me.

I told you to go
over there to that table

and tell those people
who you really are.

Now you don'’t want me
to ask again, now do you?

[ glass clinks ][ grunts ]

[ objects crash ]

[ woman screams ]

[ grunting ]

[ screams ]

[ panting ]

Come on, Gale, I'’ll...

I'’ll buy you a drink.

[ grunts ]

L.D.:
You just come over here
and sit down.

You'’re all right, son.

JOE:
Listen, you wouldn'’t be offended

if I called the police,
would you?

No, but you don'’t have to call
very far,

because Red'’s a deputy.

If that isn'’t good enough,
I'’m the sheriff.

You got some interesting
ideas about law enforcement.

Should'’ve stopped
the fight.

I would'’ve if you'’d
have been getting whipped,

but I dearly love
seeing old Red get stomped.

He'’s your deputy?

L.D.:
Well, you see,
he'’s my sister'’s boy.

I had to do something
nice for her.

He'’s so damn mean, he can'’t get
along with anybody else.

He'’s dumb.
He'’s a real turkey.

You know, you move his plate
five inches,

that boy'’s going
to starve to death.

[ laughing ]

He'’s all right.
He does that all the time.

This is Gale.
This is Shirley.

And you met Red.
Now, where you from, son?

[ mutters ]:
Jesus.

L.D.:
Your friend Austin Tucker'’s
long gone.

Did he think
that Bridges'’ drowning

was something
besides an accident?

JOE:
I don'’t know.
What do you think?

This is a river.
This is a dam.

Now, you open up that dam,

and that water'’s going
to come down like a wall.

If you'’re standing
where Bridges was,

you'’re going to drown,
and I don'’t care

if you'’ve been fishing
up there for 50 years.

Yeah, but isn'’t there
a warning system,

or does the power company
love a good surprise?

[ laughs ]

They got sirens and bells
and signs all over the place,

and they got them
a watchman.

Huh.

Well, there might be
just something there.

Where?

The watchman.
Buster Hume.

Nah!

Hell, I'’ve known Buster
for a long time.

I got no reason
to doubt him.

No, go ahead.

Well, this might not have
anything to do with anything,

but old Buster showed up
with a brand-new shotgun.

Maybe we ought
to talk to him, huh?

I'’d like to do it
kind of casual.

He'’s up at the dam
in the afternoons.

I'’ll take you right to the spot where it happened.

We might like to get in
in a little fishing.

Did you come up
with anything?

Nothing but fish.
How about you?

Well, found out
a couple of things, but--

Here, I brought you
some lunch.

You areaces with me.

Look at this.

What'’d you find out?

[ alarm sounding ]

That'’s the warning, huh?

L.D.:
Yeah, that'’s it.

Bridges couldn'’t hear that?

L.D.:
My mother could have heard it,

and she'’s been dead
a long time.

JOE:
Hey, L.D., what'’s the news on
your friend, uh-- Buster?

L.D.:
Well...

Actually, there just
ain'’t no Buster.

Aah!

[ suspenseful theme playing]

[ telephone rings ]

Yeah?

Hey, Gale.
You want L.D.?

Drowned in what?

His car'’s
right out front.

You got
to be kidding.

Who found the body?

[ engine starts ]

[ suspenseful theme playing]

RED [ over radio ]:
Charley, it'’s Red.

Somebody'’s broken into
L.D.'’s house and stole his car.

[ siren wailing ]

Get over to the intersection of Mountain and Main, cut him off.

MAN [ over radio ]:
Okay, Red. We'’re on our way.

[ horn blaring ]

[ dramatic theme playing]

We got him cut off.

[ car horn honks ]

[ sirens wailing distantly ]

You'’ve been drinking again,
haven'’t you?

Tell the truth, Joe.

Come in, Stanley.

The thought of covering
that city council meeting

was just too much for you,
wasn'’t it?

Here. Keep the change.

And close the door.

JOE:
Somebody'’s systematically
knocking off witnesses

to that assassination,
and you don'’t care.

Sure, I care.

I care about my kid'’s future,
I care about this newspaper,

I care about my pension,
my golf handicap.

I'’ve even been known
to care about you sometimes,

you ungrateful bastard.

Here. Drink your coffee.

Here. Take it!

Shit.

Joe, what evidence
have we got?

A girl who died
of too many pills and booze,

that sheriff up there
that you say tried to kill you?

And the poor bastard drowns--

JOE:
I got a bankbook here
with $107,000 in it.

A sheriff?
The police are after me.

Then why is there
no APB on you?

I checked as soon as you called.
They'’re not interested in you.

They all say
it was an accident.

They don'’t wanna
answer questions.

You'’re damn right they don'’t.

[ opening drawers ]

Sheriff L.D. Wicker
and two of his deputies

were indicted
three months ago

on a utility scandal
up there.

It was in every paper
in the Northwest.

He knew you were
a reporter,

but it wasn'’t any national
conspiracy he was covering up.

You were in a whole
different ball game,

and you didn'’t even know it.

You remember
the four years ago

you were sure you caught
the state senator'’s bagman,

and it turned out to be
his nephew'’s bookie?

Joe, you go on like this,

you'’re going to make
a real horse'’s ass of yourself.

He didn'’t know
I was a reporter.

How do you know
they didn'’t know?

Because I didn'’t tell him.
I didn'’t give him my name.

Did you register
at a hotel?

Yeah.
Yeah.

Under a phony name.

Oh, boy, you amaze me.

You go expecting these things
to happen, and they do.

[ sighs ]

Just advance me
two weeks'’ salary.

For what?

I got to find
Austin Tucker.

If anybody knows anything
about this, he does.

I won'’t advance you a dime.

I don'’t care if your
self-serving ambition

gets you a paperback sale
and the Pulitzer prize.

I'’m not gonna have
anything more to do with it.

Joe...

Can'’t help it.

BILL:
I know.

MAN:
Good shot! Good shot.

Good shot, Riggs.

You got a point.[ video game beeps ]

Not bad.
Not bad, Riggsy.

That'’s good.

Hey, babe.

You'’re all right.

JOE:
Winning, huh?

Winning? I'’m beating
the shit out of him.

[ video game beeps ]I'’m Schwartzkopf, this is Riggs.

All right, Nelson.

I sent those
vocational tests

up to the Psych department.

They said they gave them
to you.

Yeah.

Where did you
get those tests?

We establish a center
for the study of violence,

the university sends us
every nut in town.

[ chimpanzee screaming ]

JOE:
They get mean?

Yeah. Vicious.

One of them bit the ear
off a colleague of mine.

It was okay, though.
We sewed it back on.

Most of it, that is.

JOE:
Happy to hear about that.

SCHWARTZKOPF:
Listen, um...

I'’m not sure
whoever made this out

knew what they were after.

How are you doing,
Ernie?

He seems to be
directing it

toward trying
to pull out, uh,

anger, repression,
frustration.

Stuff like that.

JOE:
You think he could pick up

potentially homicidal
characteristics?

You mean a killer?

Yeah. Sure.

Well, would you be willing
to sit down with me

and go through
that test and, uh,

tell me what answers
would come

from a highly violent
personality?

Yeah, I'’d be willing,

but it probably
wouldn'’t do much good.

This stuff
is pretty sophisticated.

It'’s a lot different
than my stuff.

It'’s not any better,
but, uh...

It will be difficult.

Fuck it.

We'’ll let Ernie take it.

He'’ll blow him
right off the graph.

Yeah, he hacked up
his great aunt

and killed two ticket takers
at the auto show.

[ knocks ]

Ernie?

Come here, boy.
Come on.

Ernie, I'’d like you
to meet somebody.

What was
your name again?

Nelson. Harry Nelson.

SCHWARTZKOPF:
Harry Nelson...

Ernie.

MAN:
Joe Frady?

You'’re looking
for Austin Tucker.

Well, you want to see him?

Leave your car here.

One more thing.

I have to do a skin search.

A what?

You'’re going to strip
and I'’m going to search you.

Are you out
of your fucking mind?

Now look, that'’s the way
Mr. Tucker wants it.

And if I don'’t see you,
you don'’t see him.

All right?

All right, Mr. Frady.

Who sent you
to look for me?

Nobody sent me
to look for you.

Now, look,

I'’ve come 1,300 miles

to get a straight answer
to that question.

My life is in danger
just being here.

He wants to know
who really sent you.

JOE:
Nobody sent me
to look for you.

Keep your voice down,
hmm?

I'’m telling you,
nobody sent me to look for you.

I'’m a writer--will you stop acting like

you'’re on the New York Times

for Christ'’s sake?

You'’re a third-rate journalist
from Oregon,

or wherever the hell
you'’re from.

You'’ve been asking
questions about me

and things
you know nothing about.

There were two attempts
made at my life

before I got out of here.

Now I don'’t know what you want,
but if it'’s money,

I'’ll give you $10,000
to keep me out of it.

You don'’t mention my name,
you don'’t come looking for me.

All I want
is to stay out of it.

Sorry, Mr. Tucker,
you got information I need.

Your money doesn'’t mean
anything to me.

This story'’s going to mean
more to me than $10,000.

Fella, you don'’t know
what this story means.

We better talk.

[ dramatic theme playing]

Have you seen
this photograph?

[ coughs ]

It was taken
on the Space Needle that day.

There'’s me. Lee.

Bridges.

You know that man?

JOE:
What do you mean, the waiter?

AUSTIN:
Yeah. You know his name?

JOE:
No. Why?

AUSTIN:
Just curious.

Lee. Bridges.

Joy Holder.

Lutz.

Herbert.

[ chuckles ]

Who would have thought, hmm?

[ sighs ]

[ inaudible dialogue ]

[ crinkles ]

Sorry, Bill, I didn'’t mean
to scare you like that.

You'’re supposed
to be dead.

Goddamn it.

You could have called me.

I was scared shitless
they'’d think I was still alive.

You mean nobody knows?

Nobody but you.

Hey, Bill, what'’s that?

Tomorrow'’s lead.

I'’m demanding a reopening
of the Carroll investigation.

Who are you calling?

The police.

The FBI, CIA-- Somebody.

Bill...

don'’t do it.

You suggesting
they'’re involved?

No.
Or that they covered up

on their original
investigation?

There isa natural bureaucratic
tendency to cover up mistakes.

But beyond that,
I got no reason to think

any governmental agency
was in on it.

Or, if they were, that they knew
they were in on it.

If you want to use
the FBI or the CIA,

you don'’t have to infiltrate
the whole agency to do it.

At first, I thought
these killings were related

only to the Carroll
assassination.

It'’s much bigger than that.
Whoever'’s behind this

is in the business
of recruiting assassins.

Recruiting assassins?Mm-hmm.

I think I got
some of their entrance exams.

If I'’m right,
I'’m going to enlist.

If you print anything now,
I'’ll be exposed.

You'’re telling me
that you alone can uncover

what all these
agencies couldn'’t?

Maybe.

I'’m just asking you not to print
anything or talk about this

till I get more
specific evidence.

[ sighs ]

If you do,
you'’ll just blow my chance

to find out
who'’s behind it.

What do you
expect me to print?

My obituary.

I want a predated will,

I want to name you as executor,
something informal.

I'’d like you to go out
to my motel, pick up my things

and give them to
the Salvation Army or whatever.

But make a big show
out of it.

I'’m dead, Bill,

and I just want to stay that way
for a while.

It'’s about $340.
That'’s all I'’ve got here.

You'’re going to need
the money.

I hope you know how
to take care of yourself.

I hope youknow how
to take care of yourself.

You'’re gonna be the only person
who knows what I'’m doing.

[ buzzer sounds ]

Who is it?

MAN:
Richard Paley?

Who is it?

MAN:
Are you Richard Paley?

Who?

Who wants him?

Congratulations,
Richard.

You had some
very interesting scores

on the first series
of tests for Parallax.

Testing for what?

The Parallax Corporation.

You did apply for
our training, didn'’t you?

Oh, Christ, that.

Well, as you know,
Parallax receives demands

from all phases
of industry.

Demands for
unusual personnel.

If you qualify,
and we think that you can,

we'’re prepared to offer you
the most lucrative

and rewarding work
of your life.

Yeah? What do you get
out of it?

Well, we receive a...
a sort of finder'’s fee.

As I said, the jobs
are difficult to fill.

How tall are you?

6'’2".

What kind of jobs
you talking about?

I think whatever you'’re cooking
on that stove is burning.

Might as well come in.

Oh, uh, I'’m Jack.

Jack Younger.

But we do like to be
on a first-name basis

with any of our
potential candidates

as soon
as possible.

You look taller
than 6'’2".

What the fuck does my height
have to do with anything?

Fuck!

[ clatters ]

Put some ice on it.

It'’ll stop the sting
and the blister.

You know,
your tests suggest

that you have
remarkable talents.

Oh, yeah? What do you mean
by talents?

You have difficulty holding on
to a job, don'’t you?

I don'’t know, I just don'’t
like to take a lot of shit,

so people say I got
antisocial tendencies.

[ laughs ]:
Right.

Tell me, has it ever
crossed your mind

that maybe it'’s everybody
else'’s problem

that they don'’t
get along with you?

Why?

Because, you see,
the very quality

that gets you in trouble
is what makes you

potentially invaluable.

What'’s that?

Your aggressiveness.

Aggressiveness?Right.

Look, I don'’t want to intrude
on you while you'’re eating.

Get in touch
with me personally

if you'’d like
to go further.

It'’s, uh-- It'’s been
a pleasure, Richard.

[ people speaking indistinctly]

MAN 1:
Welcome to the testing room

of the Parallax Corporation'’s

division of
Human Engineering.

MAN 2:
You will now please cross
to the chair...

and you will sit down.

Make yourself comfortable...

and be sure to place

each one of your hands
on the box

on either side
of the chair,

making sure that
each one of your fingers

is on one
of the white rectangles.

Just sit back.
Nothing is required of you

except to observe
the visual materials

that are presented to you.

Be sure to keep your fingers
on the box

at all times.

All right.

We hope you find the test
a pleasant experience.

[ music playing ]

[ humming ]

[ humming stops ]

[ humming continues ]

[ humming stops ]

[ humming continues ]

[ humming stops ]

[ more humming ]

MAN 1:
Please proceed to our offices.

Thank you
for your cooperation.

[ people chattering
indistinctly ]

[ inaudible dialogue ]

[ suspenseful theme playing]

[ inaudible dialogue ]

[ inaudible dialogue ]

[ inaudible dialogue ]

[ inaudible dialogue ]

[ airplane engine roaring ]

[ airplane engine roaring ]

[ people chattering
indistinctly ]

Senator, here'’s an editorial
even you can'’t figure out.

STEWARDESS 1:
Here'’s your drink,
Senator Gillingham.

MAN:
This comparison between you
and Carroll is nonsense.

But you'’re following
in his footsteps...

STEWARDESS 1:
I'’m sorry, sir, you'’ll have
to go back to coach.

MAN:
Point is, he doesn'’t like
Hammond any better than you.

You'’re too strong on one side,

Hammond'’s too strong
on the other.

STEWARDESS 2:
Your name, sir?

Paley. Richard Paley.

Is that
P-A-I-L-E-Y?

It'’s P-A-L-E-Y.

Will you be
returning with us?

Is Denver
your final destination?

Yeah.

Be 68.64.

68.64.

Out of 70.

[ indistinct chatter ]

[ mutters indistinctly ]

What would you
like to drink?

Just a Coke, please.Coke. Coca-Cola.

MAN:
Can I have another
scotch, please?

Thanks.

MAN:
Thank you very much.

[ glass clinks ]

STEWARDESS:
Oh, excuse me, ma'’am?

Would you like something
to drink, ma'’am?

Okay. Ready? Yeah.

Oops.

[ indistinct chatter
continuous ]

PILOT:
May I have
your attention please?

Due to technical difficulties,

we will be returning
to Los Angeles.

We regret any inconvenience
this may cause you.

Thank you.

WOMAN [ over PA ]:
Passengers disembarking from
Globe Airlines Flight 451

will be met
by airport security.

We regret any further delay
that may be caused

by the necessary
investigation.

All efforts will be made
to have you airborne again

as quickly as possible.

Passengers disembarking from
Globe Airlines Flight 451

will be met by
airport security.

We regret any further delay
that may be caused--

[ explosion ]

[ lock clicking ]

MAN:
Hello.

We'’ve already received
an offer for your services.

25,000 a year.

Who from?

MAN:
Manufacturers
Intelligence Group.

Never heard of them.

Well, they work out of
the Hammond Building in Atlanta.

What do they
want me to do?

Well, they'’re interested
in having you work

in their security program.

Sounds good to me.

MAN:
Good.

Just one more thing.

What'’s that?

Who are you?

Who am I?

You'’re not Richard Paley.

Your service records
don'’t check.

They don'’t.

There was a Richard Paley
in the First Air Cavalry,

but among other things,
he'’s dead.

Gee, I'’m sorry
to hear that.

So were we.

Who are you?

I don'’t have to tell you
anything, you know.

You'’re not a cop.

I was getting
attached to you.

I wouldn'’t step
outside that door.

I simply have to know.

JOE:
All right.

My name'’s Richard Parton.

Why did you want us to think
you were Richard Paley?

JOE:
I needed a job.

I got into a little difficulty
down in El Monte

a couple
of months ago.

What kind of difficulty?JOE: Is that important?

It'’s important.

Well, I was drinking
in this bar, and, uh...

I used to drink a lot.

Next thing I know, I'’m running
around a Laundromat,

only I don'’t have
any clothes on.

And some old lady
claimed I was trying to...

you know, molest her.

Were you?I don'’t know.

I don'’t know
what I was doing there,

I don'’t remember a thing.
I don'’t know how I got there.

All I know
is that they, uh,

arrested me for, uh...

indecent exposure,
and, uh...

You know, a thing like that
can follow you around.

You try to get a job,
you'’re a sex offender.

I'’m no sex offender.

No, I'’m sure you'’re not.

You know what I think?

In that bar,
they put something in my beer

that made me
take off my clothes.

Well, if that'’s all
there is to it, we'’ll, uh--

We'’ll check it out
with the El Monte police.

There'’ll be no problem.

Richard...

I'’ve tried to be a friend
to you, haven'’t I?

Since working at Parallax,

I'’ve found that people who have
had trouble in their lives,

so-called
antisocial people--

If I can earn
their loyalty,

I can give them a sense
of their own worth.

That'’s very rewarding,
believe me.

I honestly think,
with your nature,

you'’re more reliable
for security work

than any semi-retired,
ex-FBI agent

they can come up with.

In a risk situation,
I believe

you'’ll go
right down the line.

That'’s something
money can'’t buy.

You'’re invaluable,
Richard.

MAN [ on recording ]:
Ex-FBI agent
they can come up with...

Oh, come on, Frady.

...You'’ll go
right down the line.

That'’s something
money can'’t buy.

You'’re invaluable, Richard.

[ knock on door ]

Come in, Stanley.

Here you are.

Oh, you'’re new,
aren'’t you? Thanks.

[ suspenseful theme playing]

WOMAN:
It must have been 5:30.

That'’s when I always come in
to clean the office.

And there he was.

MAN:
All the signs
of a massive coronary.

Do you know if he had
a heart condition?

WOMAN:
I don'’t know.

MAN:
Trusting man.

He didn'’t even lock the drawer
he kept his money in.

[ basketball players
shouting indistinctly ]

MAN:
They'’re very pleased with you.

JOE:
With what?

MAN:
Tomorrow...

you'’ll meet with the other
member of your team,

Ben Harkins.

He'’ll have your assignment.

And, uh, what name
am I supposed to use?

Richard Parton.

Don'’t worry,
he knows all about you.

BASKETBALL PLAYER:
Oh! Please, don'’t let him
make that one!

Good.

[ indistinct chattering ]

Oh, good afternoon.
803, is it?

I'’ve got the key. The guy
that just checked in here,

was his name Ben?

I think I was in
the Army with him.

I can'’t remember
his last name.

Harkins.
Harkins.

Mr. Ben Harkins.

816, right down
the hall from you.

Great.

Ben Harkins, please.

Ben Harkins.

Ben?

Uh, Phil, I got a message
for you from Jack.

Don'’t unpack. There'’s been
a change in the plans.

How much money
you got left?

PHIL:
I don'’t know. $6-$700.

Well, there'’ll be
another $200 at the desk.

You go back out
to the airport

and you take the 510 American
to Honolulu.

Honolulu?Not bad, huh?

Now when you get to Honolulu,

take the first flight
to the island of Maui.

Maui?And when you get there,

you rent a Jeep,

and you drive to a hotel
called the Hana Ranch.

The Hana Ranch.Yeah. Hana Ranch.

All right.Got it?

Right.Right.

[ suspenseful theme playing]

Excuse me.
Is Jack Younger here?

Mr. Younger
isn'’t here.

Tell him
Richard Parton was here,

and the guy he sent me to meet
didn'’t show up.

WOMAN:
Thank you. I'’ll give
him the message.

[ inaudible dialogue ]

[ door slams shut ]

[ marching band playing ]

MAN:
Okay, settle, people.
Let'’s work now.

While the band'’s
getting in place,

would you please check
your cards for sequence.

Check your cards carefully
for sequence, please.

I want to work smoothly.

I want to be a clean,
clear picture

when those are pulled.

I'’m going to give you a warning,
a one-two-three,

and a command, "Pull."

Okay, ready?

Okay, get your
concentration here.

Work together and make a good,
clean, sharp picture.

All right, here we go.

[ band playing instruments ]

All right.

And one, two, three, pull.

One, two, three, turn.

Ready?

[ band continues playing ]

MAN:
And one, two, three, flip.

Applause, applause, applause.[ people clapping ]

Here he comes now.
Hold it, put your cards down.

Here'’s the man himself,
Mr. Hammond.

[ cheering, whistling ]

Mr. Hammond, quite a surprise.Nice to see you.

MAN:
Mr. Hammond, Pat Fairfield,
Student Body President.

Hi, Pat.MAN: Marilyn Putnam,

Student Federation President.Glad to know you, Marilyn.

MAN:
The youth is rallying, sir.

Mr. Hammond, sir,
if you wouldn'’t mind,

we'’re at that point in rehearsal
where you come in tonight.

If you wouldn'’t mind making
your entrance...

That'’s what I'’m here for.MAN: Thank you.

Uh, where do I enter?

MAN:
Just as you will tonight, sir.
Around the table, up the stairs.

Right to the speaker'’s stand.Okay.

MAN:
Thank you.

Card people, listen,
this is very important.

Now, we have a tape
of the address

Mr. Hammond'’s going
to deliver tonight.

We'’re going to run that now,
so you can learn your cues.

I'’ll be giving you cues
for applause.

When he comes in, now,

you greet him
for everybody here.

Here he comes,
making his entrance.

Let'’s hear it! Come on, come on.
He'’s the man.

He'’s the man. Yeah.

[ applause ]

All right,
ladies and gentlemen,

that'’s the man
we'’re working for.

That'’s the man the people
are coming to see tonight.

This is gonna be on television.
It'’s very important.

[ applause, cheers ]

I want to thank you kids
for being here,

and the band, of course.

See you tonight, okay?

[ applause ]

MAN:
Thank you. Thank you.

HAMMOND [ on recording ]:
I am proud and grateful
to be here tonight.

In a rich and varied life,
I can think of no occasion

that has given me
more pleasure.

[ applause ]

We all ache for the chance
to be proud again.

And I promise you,
I will not stop.

I will not falter

till that march has reached
its destination.

Until, like Moses,

I'’ve returned you
the promised land of liberty

our forefathers created.

[ applause]

But I cannot take these honors you bestow upon me here

as a personal tribute.[ inaudible dialogue ]

You are here to honor me,
not as a man,

but as a representative.

[ inaudible dialogue ]

A symbol, if you will,
of a cause.

Your cause.

...they'’re all talking
about Jack Nicklaus, Palmer...

Our cause that has become
the country'’s.

[ applause ][ speaks indistinctly ]

[ band playing music ]

HAMMOND [ on recording ]:
Thank you. I am--

[ gunshots ]

[ all scream ]

Our cause. Our cause
has become the country'’s.

My life has been blessed
with personal success,

but that is not
why you'’re here tonight.

My life has been blessed with
opportunities for leadership--

[ woman screams ]MAN: There he is!

There he is! There he is!

[ suspenseful theme playing]

[ siren wailing distantly ]

[ wailing getting louder ]

[ brakes squeal ]

[ dramatic theme playing]

I see him!

[ dramatic theme intensifies]

[ gunshot ]

[ dramatic theme
playing softly]

Ladies and gentleman,

you'’ve been
invited here today

for the official announcement
of the inquiry

into the death
of George Hammond.

A complete transcript
of the investigation

is in preparation.

This committee has spent

nearly six months
of investigation,

followed by 11 weeks
of hearings.

After careful deliberation,

it has concluded
that George Hammond

was assassinated by
Joseph Frady.

An overwhelming
body of evidence

has revealed
that Frady was obsessed

with the Carroll
assassination,

and in his confused
and distorted mind,

seems to have imagined
that Hammond was responsible

for the senator'’s death.

He was equally convinced
that Hammond was somehow

plotting to kill him.

And it is
for those reasons

that Frady
assassinated him.

Although I'’m certain that
it will do nothing to discourage

the conspiracy peddlers,

there is no evidence
of a conspiracy

in the assassination
of George Hammond.

Those are our findings.

The evidence will be
available to you

as soon as possible.

Thank you.

This is an announcement,
gentlemen.

There will be
no questions.

[ marching band theme playing]