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so so

All I know is that it's a government emergency, and they have insisted on

maximum security.

The gentlemen have arrived, sir. They're in your elevator.

We're ready.

Walter! It's been a long time. Kenneth, it's good to see you. Welcome to the

West Coast.

Dr. Kenneth Maynard is the director of the U .S. National Security Agency.

I'd like you to meet Dr. Kate Weston. How do you do? Dr. Weston. And her

husband, Dr.

Dan Weston. Dr. Maynard, Dr.

Weston. We're up to our ears in doctors.

I received your wire.

Emergency. Arriving Clay Corporation now.

You saved my life before with the Clay Resource, and all I can do is yell,

That's what we're here for.

This is Special Agent Kirk, SIA, and Ross, DFI.

Gentlemen. May we use your screen? We have some slides on the suspect.

Oh, certainly. You can set up right there.

Paula Simon, my executive assistant.

One of Washington's brightest and best.

And I am afraid to say a traitor to her country.

This brilliant, attractive young lady is the spearhead of a major espionage

penetration. She's stolen vital defense information.

Pentagon secrets?

Documents. Important papers.

If you know that Paula Simon's such a big threat, why don't you crack down on

her and put her away?

I'm afraid there is an element of mystery involved here.

An intermediary?

Yes, a new kid on the block.

She's had top secret clearance for years.

Every day she's checked out by body search, x -ray, tighter than any

In short, we don't know how she does it or who receives it. And until we do,

we're vulnerable.

Can you handle it? We ought to wrap this up in a matter of hours.

I wouldn't be too sure.

Show them the homicide pictures.

Homicide?

It's more than a murder. This happened two days ago in a downtown street in

Washington, D .C. in broad daylight.

Nobody saw anything.

Nobody heard a gunshot. He was an SIA agent, one of the best.

He was assigned to Paula Simon.

It's important for you to realize before you sign this contract that this is a

very dangerous proposition.

Washington's a beautiful city.

I really wish they hadn't driven us by the plot where the SIA agent was killed.

I still don't see how they managed to shoot a man in broad daylight on a

street and nobody saw or heard anything.

You still in the room?

Yeah, I'm right here.

I'll never get used to it.

You want me to put on my face?

No, don't be silly. You need some rest after the flight.

We don't have time for rest. We're due at the National Security Agency.

Do you care to tell me what the game plan is?

Well, didn't Walter call you? No.

Oh, well, it's all set for you to apply to Maynard Staff for a job as an

assistant to Paula Simon.

That way, you can open the doors so I can get in to follow a document which

they're going to plant on her, marked Eyes Only.

And everywhere that Paula goes, you'll be sure to follow.

Yes, I, uh, I feel like a glorified bug.

Aw.

Maid service.

Later, thank you. We're... I'm busy.

Later, thank you.

Dad, I'll never get you into it.

You're the only man in the world who can stand stark naked at 12 noon in front

of the Washington Monument.

Dad?

Dad?

Oh, Dad.

And remember, everywhere that Paula goes, Danny's sure to go.

I see that Dr. Maynard has already had extensive interviews with you.

Apparently, he's anticipating an increased workload.

He interviewed several people while he was on the West Coast.

Well, I apologize for treating you like a job applicant.

Why do you want to work for the government?

The usual reasons.

I want to live in Washington.

Prestige, pension, maybe even a little patriotism. Just an old -fashioned girl.

I don't believe you, Dr. Weston. Why not?

Well, nobody takes a giant pay cut just to live in Georgetown.

I'm familiar with this think tank you're discarding like an old shoe.

The Clay Corporation has far more prestige than anything on Pennsylvania

Not if you spend your life in a lab coat nursing a computer.

What about the Clay Resource?

No way.

That's their top secret glamour package.

You probably know more about it than I do.

Yes? You have an eyes only from Secretary Orbach.

Send him in.

Well, I have to sign away my life.

I'm impressed.

Well, the papers aren't all that exciting.

What does eyes only mean?

You can't take it with you. You have to read it while they stand guard.

They stay here until you sign it back to them.

I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to terminate this interview. I have my in

-house homework to do. Why don't I come back tomorrow?

All right. My secretary will set up the appointment.

Fine.

Thank you.

All right, George.

We'll share the joy falling in love can bring.

No one can tell me that I'm too young to know.

I love you so and you love me.

A day will come if we just Wait a while.

No tears for us.

Think love and wear a smile.

Our dreams have magic because we'll always stay.

Love this way.

Our day.

Tony Bernard.

Where are you? I'm crouched down in a phone booth in a supper club.

The air conditioning is freezing my ears off.

Well, what did Paula do with the document?

Oh, nothing. Well, she read it.

Clear through, so did I.

Over her shoulder?

Yeah, it was fascinating.

I'll bet it was.

Bless you.

It was a position paper on the salt talks, full of figures on missile launch

sites, Polaris submarines.

Of course, it was a fake.

No hidden camera?

No, no secret tape recorder, no microfilm, no miniaturized gizmo of any

How'd she do it?

Well, this may be an important first for the clay resource.

We fall flat in our face.

What do you make of her?

She's an extremely attractive woman.

And I hate to say this, but you should stay close to her.

Yeah, you said it. I heard me.

Enjoy the supper club.

Maybe you should follow her back to her apartment.

But now remember what Maynard said. It's very dangerous. Gotta cut it short.

Bye. No tears for us.

Think love and wear a smile.

Our dreams have magic because we'll always stay and love this way.

Our day will come.

Come on, this place isn't bugged. Probably not, but I don't want to take

chances. I'm paranoid.

There's a couple of government gumshoes back there by the bar.

Tony, you and I know that I'm not peddling papers just for the money.

There's more to it.

It depends on the rest of us.

I've got something I do, and I don't want to know what it is. I just want to

help you.

But I'm not just another one of Tony Bernard's little foxes.

Look, maybe it started like a hit -and -run affair, but I care.

A lot more than you ever expected.

I don't want anything to happen.

That's about me.

Just what it sounds like. A threat.

Well, not for me.

On the contrary.

Do you know that SIA agent?

The one that was hitting the street?

It was my fault.

Fault?

I caught sight of him tailing us outside the Capital Club branch.

I was afraid he saw you hand me the press program with the codebook in

I phoned the contractor.

In less than an hour, he was dead.

I don't even know how they did it.

Tony, I want out.

So do I.

But there is no way out.

Come on, not... How can you use it to me? It's the only way to make sure.

They want secrets, right?

Tell them you have a big one.

Came in this afternoon.

The position paper's in salt.

It's obese.

Atomic straight capabilities.

A whole Polaris deployment.

Tell them that this is it.

All right, one less big one.

For free.

Make things for our freedom.

That's what they say.

I'll need some documents in case they agree.

All right, I'll get them for you in the morning.

Works.

We together?

Our kitty's caught a cold.

That's how she does it.

Paula Simon has a photographic memory.

Her personnel file backs it up.

Straight A's in college, Phi Beta Kappa.

I can buy it up to a point. I mean, she's perfect in facts and figures.

A lot of people have brains like computers, but she has total recall.

Do we just accept that she can remember page after page on one reading? She

soaks it up like videotape.

And later, when she's alone, she types out a transcript, word for word.

And according to your report, Paula wants to call it off.

Yeah, she sent Tony Bernard to, uh, well, get them both off the hook.

Send him where?

See whom? Clay resource can do a lot of things, but sometimes it's a little

difficult to be in two places at once.

Yes, it took half the night to find out about Paula Simon.

It needed a rest.

I mean, we know she's guilty, but we can't prove it. We've got to catch her

actually passing a document.

We need witnesses, photographs, court evidence.

I suggest we keep the clay resource zeroed in on her until she sets up a

Wake up with Jack Pearson, Washington's meanest columnist. What gets you up at

dawn? Did your golden throat put the supper club out of business?

No, but you're warm.

Paula's going out of business.

The contractor tells her what to do.

She knows what she's up against, so she wants to make a deal.

If she wants a little more money, it might be arranged.

She wants to buy her way out.

With? What?

Anai's only position paper on the salt talks.

Missiles, bases, subs.

She'll give it away for free in exchange for an end to the deal. I can tell you

right now, she's in no position to deal.

They pay her for pocket money, Tony.

They can take it for free any time.

Cut her by the throat with both hands.

She means it and so do I, Jackie.

Tell the contractor it's all over.

She got to you.

That's right.

Tell him, Jackie.

Tell him we want out.

Nobody owes, nobody gets mad, nobody ever says a word.

He's got 24 hours to come back.

Tell him!

Downtown Washington was the scene of another shooting today as an unnoticed

assailant made an unsuccessful attempt to gun down popular singer Tony Bernard.

Witnesses recognized Bernard as he fled from the scene apparently unhurt, but no

one has been able to locate him as yet.

Chief Gordon Hughes has stated he is determined to apprehend the sidewalk

sniper, whose identity remains a mystery at this time.

The police don't know any more than we do.

It's the same MRO as the SIA.

Broad daylight, plenty of people, no witnesses.

Well, according to the contract, you call shots, it's in your lap.

We know that Tony told Paula he'd try and get them off the hook with someone

called the contractor.

Looks like their deal was rejected.

You feel then that that was a warning to Paula?

Well, we know they want her to keep giving them documents.

I'll talk to her. She's bound to be frightened.

Maybe I can find out which way she's going to jump.

You keep your interview appointment.

Meanwhile, I see if I can't get the clay resource to come up with some kind of a

pattern of these bits and pieces.

The contractor, the way they kill people, what government they're working

mean, we could find out what's behind all this. Maybe we could tie it

Wouldn't the TV news crew have shot more footage than that?

Oh, I'm sure there's a roll of outtakes at WNXL.

I'd like to take a look at them.

Turn up the sound.

There's a demolition job down the street.

Yeah, that would certainly cover the noise of a truck.

With or without a silencer.

Those hard hats.

Probably construction workers from the building site.

You know those stills you told us of the S .I .A. murder?

Weren't there hard hats hanging around on those too?

Come to think of it, there were.

But on a different street.

Look, there.

In the background, that orange van.

Probably belongs to the crew working on the street.

Wasn't there one of those in the stills, too?

I'll check it.

They're always digging up the streets.

Stop.

What's that mark on the curb?

An arrow? Some numbers.

It's the surveyor's mark.

You see those all over the place. What does it prove?

I don't know.

I'll find out.

Please excuse the interruption.

Oh, no problem.

How long will it take to learn the classification systems?

With your IQ, less than a week.

I know how to cram, but that would take a photographic memory.

Is something wrong?

I'm sorry. I guess I'm not ready to break in a new assistant.

I'm used to working alone.

You seem awfully jumpy.

Listen, let's stop playing interview.

I'm pretty good at reading palms, and you're no starry -eyed job applicant.

You're with the Clay Resource, aren't you?

I told you I work for the Clay Corporation.

Can I trust you?

Don't answer me because I've got no choice.

A friend of mine was shot at this morning. He's gone, disappeared.

Am I talking to the right person?

Keep talking.

I'm weighing over my head.

I've done something important.

Wrong.

I'm listening.

It's involving a breach of security.

Espionage. Probably treason.

You stole secret documents.

I want to arrange for my arrest.

Who did you sell them to, Paula?

I can't tell you because I don't know.

But whoever they are, they kill people.

They've done it before.

They shot at Tony this morning just to keep me in line.

He called me on the telephone to tell me that he couldn't see me anymore, that

he had to go into hiding.

I'm alone, and I'm afraid.

I want to confess my part of it, and I want protection.

The man to use your bath, Dr. Maynard.

He can't. He tried... Me?

Paula, he already knows.

Why did you do it?

What difference does it make?

You worked for me for six years.

You had a perfect record.

Not even a parking ticket. And then, out of the blue.

Out of the blue?

Eight years ago, I started taking little blue pills.

Then I started taking little yellow pills to help me stay trim and sharp and

perfect.

Pretty soon, it was little packets of white powder, glassine bags, a spoon,

a needle.

They call it shooting crystals.

It was nearly three years before I broke the addiction.

Nobody knew a thing about it.

Until one day I got a telephone call from somebody who knew my connection.

A little pusher who sold things to close friends and parties.

They told me to contact Tony Bernard.

It was blackmail.

I was alone.

to us locked up.

I believe you when you say you don't know who's on the receiving end.

But you're going to help us find out.

Help you?

You're going to keep coming to work.

Keep feeding them.

Keep the lines of communication open.

But Tony's gone. I don't know who to call.

They'll contact you.

When they do, you decoy them in.

He's right.

You're our only link.

If you break, then we can't break the ring.

Put the case on in here.

Drop the instrument, send the laser.

Dino dropped it.

I think the sight's been out of line. That boy better test it.

Joey, take a look at the gun barrel.

We need cartridges.

There's a box in the locker.

Whose stuff is this?

Probably Dino's. Hey, don't get that laser light in your eye. It can blind

Joey, it's got to line up with the barrel.

We test in the garage.

On a surveyor's tripod and we close off the area.

Okay.

Dino, Brady, come on.

Set the tripod.

I'm going to test the laser sight.

Why don't you just give it to the copies?

It's too hot to line up on a moving target.

Brady, go set some targets up, will you?

You don't need a clear target. It's good in shadows.

If it's lined up right, where you see the red dot, that's where the bullet is.

All right, tell me from the start.

The moving target was shaved off half the time.

Bernie, clamp this down, make sure it's solid, and put it in the trunk of my

car, huh?

My column's going stale, Paula.

People don't want to read about congressmen punching each other.

Well, why come to me? I don't have any gossip.

Thank you, Elaine.

You're on the inside, where it counts.

What do you want, Jack?

Tips, tidbits.

It's called muck raking.

Well, our office hasn't had a scandal in years.

There's no muck to rake. But you pick up bits and pieces of information.

Nothing that would interest Jack Pearson readers.

You'd be surprised who some of my readers are.

And how much they'll pay for the right information.

They don't want you out, Paul.

Tell your readers I've changed my mind.

I'm... I'm willing to stay on.

You'll have to prove it, Paula.

I'm doing a column on the salt talks.

I need background material.

I'll get it for you tomorrow.

Why not today?

Say, uh, three o 'clock up in my office.

No, I'll meet you in front of the Columbia building.

Isn't that a bit public?

It's better in plain view.

I'm under surveillance.

Second table from the right.

SI, DFI, nothing but the best.

I'll carry a magazine.

This week's edition of Capital Forum. You carry one, too. I'll drop it and

make the switch.

3 p .m. right at the Columbia building.

Yeah,

Jack. He agreed to the drop.

But I'm afraid the lady has turned against you. How can you tell?

And we're reagent in this town.

These are Dr. Maynard's personal bodyguards.

And they'd never be assigned to her unless the lady is cooperating.

She can't hurt us.

Not if we shut her up first.

You go wait for her.

We'll see that she never gets to you.

And Pearson, when you see the red dot on her, just walk away.

Paula Simon?

Yeah.

Pearson says she's turned against us.

He's got us set up to meet him at 3 p .m. outside the Columbia building.

Dino, set up the work flags at 245.

I'll paint the arrow on the curb at target zero.

Bernie, start your jackhammer at 250.

We'll make the hit at three.

The builders, you know, they need preps. And the lunch pail's laying around, and

Mike's getting the pipes, and he goes crazy.

Lock up the clues we pull out, huh?

Tell Marty that Pete's going to call me out of the office phone.

Yes, sir, I'll tell him. All right, let's go. Come on.

Thank you.

Dr. Mater's coming on with me.

Where are you?

Walter. Walter, listen to me.

We've got to act quickly. Paula Simon's in trouble. She... Hello?

Dr. Weston?

Hey, Marty.

I put your phone into the office, Jack.

Be sure to get Pete's call from Mr. Palanzi, okay? Thanks.

I wonder where he could be.

He's using the clay resource to try to trace a connection to some construction

work in the district.

What about the code name, the contractor?

That's probably what started him in that direction, but we're afraid it's a dead

end. We'd better get going.

Have your men set up a stakeout.

Paula, remember your meeting person at three?

It doesn't feel right.

Something's going to go wrong.

Job's over for us.

See you next time around.

So long.

Don't look back. I don't want you to get my description.

Take my change box. I only carry five bucks.

I don't want your money. Stop driving. Columbia Building. I can't steer with

your arm around my neck.

Why don't you go? You don't look around.

Never saw you. I don't want to see you. I hope I never see you.

When we get there, you don't look back. I won't look back.

After I get out, you wait a couple of hours and go to the Mayfair Hotel.

Meeper Hotel. For Dr.

Weston. Dr. Weston. He was in a cab. Yeah, in a big cab. Cab driver. In a

But you're not going to knock me over.

Honest?

Honest.

But don't look back, or I'll... I promise.

What time is it?

How close?

Now what time is it?

Uh, two of three.

Recommendation, Dr. Maynard.

He's a little upset by the size of his fee.

He appreciates the way the clay resource tracked down Paula Simon and identified

the receivers of the stolen documents, but he doesn't see what that had to do

with the final capture.

You know he's right?

It is hard to see.

Don't do that.